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string_theory2015-01-12 07:50 pm
wheet_whoo) wrote in string_theory2015-01-12 07:50 pm
I've been waiting here my whole damn life
Fai knew, immediately, that things had gone wrong.
He wasn't with the others. In fact, he couldn't see anyone. Or much of anything. Snow whipped around, filling the air, restricting the wizards already limited vision. Although Fai was use to cold, he wasn't prepared for it right now. Luckily the last world's fashion had lent to layers, and a few heavy ones. He wasn't going to be comfortable, but he wouldn't be in danger, either.
Taking a few steps carefully forward, he squinted against the wind, trying to see. There was something just ahead, a shadow behind the snow, and if the snow just-
-he felt his heart drop. He knew that shape. He'd only truly seen it twice, once coming and once going.
Dropping to his knees, he wished the snow would pick back up, would take it away...but it didn't. It cleared suddenly, becoming that perfect small, crisp space only found in the snow, in the quiet after a storm.
And that was when he heard the crying.
"Fai..." Moving forward, he struggled against the snow, too many thoughts suddenly becoming a deafing din as he ran towards the tower. "FAI!"
He wasn't with the others. In fact, he couldn't see anyone. Or much of anything. Snow whipped around, filling the air, restricting the wizards already limited vision. Although Fai was use to cold, he wasn't prepared for it right now. Luckily the last world's fashion had lent to layers, and a few heavy ones. He wasn't going to be comfortable, but he wouldn't be in danger, either.
Taking a few steps carefully forward, he squinted against the wind, trying to see. There was something just ahead, a shadow behind the snow, and if the snow just-
-he felt his heart drop. He knew that shape. He'd only truly seen it twice, once coming and once going.
Dropping to his knees, he wished the snow would pick back up, would take it away...but it didn't. It cleared suddenly, becoming that perfect small, crisp space only found in the snow, in the quiet after a storm.
And that was when he heard the crying.
"Fai..." Moving forward, he struggled against the snow, too many thoughts suddenly becoming a deafing din as he ran towards the tower. "FAI!"
that was not the right journal.
Yuuko moved silently to the door, knowing she was seeing a family moment where she didn't belong.
"Two doors down on the right will be your room. There should be clothes laid out, and the girls will bring some clothes later." And then she was gone.
It was strange to be left alone in a place like this, and Fai appreciated the trust, immensely. He would hardly trust himself this much.
Then again, he probably was over estimating the trust.
Shifting Fai against him, he pushed open the door (she had left it ajar) and moved to their room. It was open and airy, but simple compared to the rest of the shop he had seen. Laying Fai down, he let out a soft whistle to be sure his brother wouldn't be disturbed in a much earned sleep, and explored the room, before slipping out to find this world's Makona.
He should probably figure out what was going on with his companions.