Nephry Osborne (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
silversnowfall) wrote2012-08-13 01:26 am
silversnowfall) wrote2012-08-13 01:26 am
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[Taken silently within a few hours of one of her oldest friends disappearing, she didn't even have her journal on hand to chance an explanation. A quick one. It was too fast and too late and she was gone.
Over a week later, she wakes up in a greenish forest near some tended shrubs and trees - a cherry tree, says her thoughts, with no basis at all - and tries her best to look nonplussed until she can figure out what in the world is going on here. This is no Keterburg, and she's sure she went to bed in her quiet, frozen hometown just a few hours ago.
When she stands, slow and unfamiliar, one supportive hand brushes against a book bearing her name. So she opens it. Reads things from people she suddenly recognizes, all at once understanding the journal and the forest and the wings again.]
Luceti? [The word comes as a distant almost-whisper. In the journal's camera, Nephry is wide-eyed and scattered for an uncharacteristically long time; when she does regain her composure, she can't keep the surprised note out of her voice.]
Luceti? I...don't understand. How long...has it been since I left?
[[ooc: Thanks to some excellent genes, it may be hard to tell that Nephry's gained about ten years, physically, in the week she was gone. But she has - and has ten years of life and changes on Auldrant in memories to go with them! And ten Auldrant years is a very long time.]]
Over a week later, she wakes up in a greenish forest near some tended shrubs and trees - a cherry tree, says her thoughts, with no basis at all - and tries her best to look nonplussed until she can figure out what in the world is going on here. This is no Keterburg, and she's sure she went to bed in her quiet, frozen hometown just a few hours ago.
When she stands, slow and unfamiliar, one supportive hand brushes against a book bearing her name. So she opens it. Reads things from people she suddenly recognizes, all at once understanding the journal and the forest and the wings again.]
Luceti? [The word comes as a distant almost-whisper. In the journal's camera, Nephry is wide-eyed and scattered for an uncharacteristically long time; when she does regain her composure, she can't keep the surprised note out of her voice.]
Luceti? I...don't understand. How long...has it been since I left?
[[ooc: Thanks to some excellent genes, it may be hard to tell that Nephry's gained about ten years, physically, in the week she was gone. But she has - and has ten years of life and changes on Auldrant in memories to go with them! And ten Auldrant years is a very long time.]]
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[There's a small pause as he scoots forward in his chair again.]
Are you... handling it okay?
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You should know that my room was still full of my belongings when I came in; I'm not entirely sure what that means for the certainty of those ten years.
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[Not that he isn't HAPPY to hear it; it must be hard to get stuff back after collecting them for a while, only to have it disappear when you go away. But still... isn't that like one of the rules?]
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[The tone is sincere and concerned. Luke is her friend, in this world or in Auldrant.]
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[... Is he really that bad? 8|a]
I'm sorry, I'll just... So you still remember this place?
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[He doesn't want details. But it... would be nice, to know if the world is doing better or not.]
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You sound like you haven't changed a bit.
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