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queenofheartsrp2010-12-05 12:59 pm
mnementomori) wrote in queenofheartsrp2010-12-05 12:59 pm
Ⅰ - [video]
[the mirror shows what looks like a bush rustling, then suddenly a figure tumbles out from behind it, landing hard on her backside. As she scrambles up again, wincing, she stands still long enough for a better visual: the usual white shift new arrivals wake up in is covered by a long black coat, the hood drawn up to obscure her face. She's also barefoot.]
[another rustle, and a pair of long ears poke into view. Beady eyes regard the girl serenely as the rabbit chews away at something dark, with a flash of silver on the edge--]
My boot--h-hey! Give that back!
[she makes a grab for the creature, but it backs up, dragging its new meal out of her reach. The girl cries out in frustration, lunging forward, and manages to grab the toe of the boot, pulling on it. After a brief and somewhat comical tug of war, the rabbit relinquishes its hold and hops off out of view, apparently satisfied.]
[The hooded girl, meanwhile, sits down, her shoulders in a dejected slump. She holds the boot up: black, with a bit of a heel and a pointed toe--and sighs.]
It's all chewed up...
[she hunches over, her voice dropping in volume, apparently speaking to herself.]
I guess that's the least of my worries...I hope he's...all right.
[she rests her ruined footwear on her lap, turning her hands over, looking at her palms.]
And how can I still be here...does that mean he's--no. [she shakes her head, her quiet voice sharpening, curling both hands into fists. She clutches them both to her chest, tightly.] It can't be. He'll be fine--he has to be.
[she doesn't seem to be convincing herself, however, and leans forward, hugging her knees, pressing her face to them. When she speaks again, her voice is muffled.]
I thought it would be over by now...Roxas.....Axel. Please be okay.
[another rustle, and a pair of long ears poke into view. Beady eyes regard the girl serenely as the rabbit chews away at something dark, with a flash of silver on the edge--]
My boot--h-hey! Give that back!
[she makes a grab for the creature, but it backs up, dragging its new meal out of her reach. The girl cries out in frustration, lunging forward, and manages to grab the toe of the boot, pulling on it. After a brief and somewhat comical tug of war, the rabbit relinquishes its hold and hops off out of view, apparently satisfied.]
[The hooded girl, meanwhile, sits down, her shoulders in a dejected slump. She holds the boot up: black, with a bit of a heel and a pointed toe--and sighs.]
It's all chewed up...
[she hunches over, her voice dropping in volume, apparently speaking to herself.]
I guess that's the least of my worries...I hope he's...all right.
[she rests her ruined footwear on her lap, turning her hands over, looking at her palms.]
And how can I still be here...does that mean he's--no. [she shakes her head, her quiet voice sharpening, curling both hands into fists. She clutches them both to her chest, tightly.] It can't be. He'll be fine--he has to be.
[she doesn't seem to be convincing herself, however, and leans forward, hugging her knees, pressing her face to them. When she speaks again, her voice is muffled.]
I thought it would be over by now...Roxas.....Axel. Please be okay.