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paixaorpg2011-07-23 10:44 pm
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Meeting Between Diclonius and Goddess [Complete]
Character(s): Urd and Nana
Content: Nana hopes to have a place to live with Urd, Genie, and Aladdin. They must speak about this first face to face.
Setting: by Jogo da Crianca entrance
Time: Week 33, afternoon (taking place soon after this)
Warnings: None, other than some details of Nana's background pre-Paixao. Nothing any sweet kid like her should've gone through. D8
Before leaving, Nana had a little dilemma to think about. Should she pack up her handbag, or leave it where it was, in addition to her drawings scattered all over the balcony? The walk over there wasn't a long one, she considered, so it should be okay. None of those papers were going anywhere. None of those strange humans who never gave her trouble would care if she did, right?
She hoped to stay with another friend she made--even though she met Aladdin only once. Not only was he nice, but fun to be with! He was one of the two adults she hadn't felt timid around, apart from Kakyuu. He never meant any harm. Getting the chance to learn how to play a simple game was a day she never forgot. And when he talked about Genie she felt excited and kept the invitation in mind to learn on how to play more games.
Nana reminded herself that any friend of Aladdin's was a friend of hers. Meeting Urd in person would help Nana decide if she could really trust her. She had to believe that everything would turn out okay.
Because loneliness was something she desperately did not want. At first she had no choice but to endure it, for as long as she could remember. Being confined by herself to a room when no one needed to use her as a test subject was what part of her life used to be. She realized that Director person wouldn't let Nana leave the facility, that terrible place! Papa had to listen to him, or he'd have been seen as useless!
Those past weeks were things she cherished in the city without fear, pain, or worries. It was what Papa truly wanted for Nana, this happiness. To live peacefully was the last thing he told her to do.
Nana took her time on heading to the park's iron fence, going over some of the things that was discussed over the journals. She didn't have to focus her ghost arms and hands as much to hold in the limbs her Papa gave her. Neither of her legs were going to come loose.
Urd had said the truth about the rest of those she interacted with through the journals. Timon and Woody--they lent their support to help her search for Papa. She gave them his description.
She then remembered that she didn't get the chance to tell Aladdin what Papa looked like. She was too caught up in the game of tag...
Content: Nana hopes to have a place to live with Urd, Genie, and Aladdin. They must speak about this first face to face.
Setting: by Jogo da Crianca entrance
Time: Week 33, afternoon (taking place soon after this)
Warnings: None, other than some details of Nana's background pre-Paixao. Nothing any sweet kid like her should've gone through. D8
Before leaving, Nana had a little dilemma to think about. Should she pack up her handbag, or leave it where it was, in addition to her drawings scattered all over the balcony? The walk over there wasn't a long one, she considered, so it should be okay. None of those papers were going anywhere. None of those strange humans who never gave her trouble would care if she did, right?
She hoped to stay with another friend she made--even though she met Aladdin only once. Not only was he nice, but fun to be with! He was one of the two adults she hadn't felt timid around, apart from Kakyuu. He never meant any harm. Getting the chance to learn how to play a simple game was a day she never forgot. And when he talked about Genie she felt excited and kept the invitation in mind to learn on how to play more games.
Nana reminded herself that any friend of Aladdin's was a friend of hers. Meeting Urd in person would help Nana decide if she could really trust her. She had to believe that everything would turn out okay.
Because loneliness was something she desperately did not want. At first she had no choice but to endure it, for as long as she could remember. Being confined by herself to a room when no one needed to use her as a test subject was what part of her life used to be. She realized that Director person wouldn't let Nana leave the facility, that terrible place! Papa had to listen to him, or he'd have been seen as useless!
Those past weeks were things she cherished in the city without fear, pain, or worries. It was what Papa truly wanted for Nana, this happiness. To live peacefully was the last thing he told her to do.
Nana took her time on heading to the park's iron fence, going over some of the things that was discussed over the journals. She didn't have to focus her ghost arms and hands as much to hold in the limbs her Papa gave her. Neither of her legs were going to come loose.
Urd had said the truth about the rest of those she interacted with through the journals. Timon and Woody--they lent their support to help her search for Papa. She gave them his description.
She then remembered that she didn't get the chance to tell Aladdin what Papa looked like. She was too caught up in the game of tag...
no subject
Nana looked behind her and made sure to pick up the box with her dresses in it. With just one vector, she could feel the weight but picked it up with little effort to place on the bed. It looked as if the box floated through the air to gently land on the mattress that looked inviting to sit on.
She watched Urd take out some of her drawings, and soon she'd take notice of that green paper money, the other thing Papa gave to her besides her new arms and legs. He sure did give her a lot of it.
Nana was about to ask what Urd meant by "summon" until she brought up the subject of food. "I like any kind of food! Back where I used to live, one of the doctors fed me soup and sandwiches a lot. Those are good. And I already tried spaghetti, chicken, salads, cheesecake, warm chocolate cookies..." The diclonius couldn't help but smile with delight! "Can Belldandy and Genie make those? And other foods too? There's still so much I haven't tried."