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Post by Prompto (Storm) Zarxen on Jul 3, 2010 19:58:46 GMT -5
{{Storm Zarxen}} Storm hadn’t meant for this to happen. He hadn’t wanted to be sucked into a different world! He had been merely shooting in his firing range when something had caught his eye. It had been shiny and had been a whirling mass of glowing substance. He hadn’t ever seen anything like it, and he had seen some strange things in his lifetime. He had reached out to touch it with his shotgun, weary at first of a trap, when the strange swirling mass had started to drag in his shotgun. He had freaked out when that happened, he was so attached to that gun. He had grasped it and put a hand into the substance, trying to drag it back out…the last thing he remembered was the sensation of getting sucked into the substance. The next thing he had known he was lying on his back on a beach. And so here he was, wandering down the beach he had woken up on. The first person he had found he had asked where he was. They had given him a weird look and replied Bodhum. He had been intensely puzzled then. Where the hell was Bodhum?! They had walked away in disgust, but he hadn’t figured out anything really. He was in Bodhum…but he also had no idea where that was. So here he was, wandering without anywhere to go, anyone he knew. He was lost, and wished he had Noct, Alex or Scar here with him. Putting the shotgun up on his right shoulder he stopped and looked out into the ocean. A sigh escaped his lips, blonde hair whipping in the slight wind that was spraying sea foam around him. Where was he really…? And could he ever get back to Tenebrae? He wished he hadn’t touched that orb. “God!” He exclaimed in anger. Where was he now anyway? And would he ever get back? He stood there with his shotgun up on his shoulder and his left hand was on his waist. |
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Post by serah on Jul 6, 2010 12:35:22 GMT -5
The morning was quite as usual. Serah assumed that her sister already left for work. Lightning always left early in the morning, sometimes even before the crack or dawn. She sighed at the thought, it seemed so long since she and Lightning spent some time together.
She missed those days where all they had to worry about was what to do the next day, how to have fun… Now that was just a distant memory, and when looking back its hard to believe that was actually Lightning. Another sigh escaped her lips as Serah rubbing her eyes slowly before sitting up and stretched her hands before glancing around her room.
Serah contemplated what to do on another summer day. There weren’t a lot of choices, the best was going to the beach and she considered that to be the best one for now. She changed to her usual attire before leaving for the beach thinking of spending another day enjoying the scenery of the sun, and maybe later she could go exploring if she found a friend to go along with her.
She found her favorite spot and sat there before her gaze lifted to the sky as she watched the setting sun with a smile on the eighteen year old lips. Soon she drifted into her own thoughts unaware of anyone around her.
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Post by Prompto (Storm) Zarxen on Jul 9, 2010 18:15:57 GMT -5
{{Storm Zarxen}} Storm stood there for a long time, just staring out over the water. He really had no idea when he was going to get home or even where he was. Oh why had he touched that stupid swirling mass?! Rubbing his face with his hand he sighed deeply and kicked at the sand beneath him in frustration. Turning away he kept kicking the sand as he made his way down the beach. Where was he supposed to go from here anyway?! His eyes lifted when he saw a young girl, about his age watching the sky over the water. He knew she’d probably think him crazy but he had to go for it. What was he going to do if he couldn’t get back home…? A smile appeared on his face, although it was somewhat forced because he was worried about where the heck he was. “Hey…uhhh…excuse me, but, can you tell me…where I am? I mean, not the town, the world?” He spoke sheepishly, the same look on his face. She would probably just look at him like he was crazy like the other woman had, although this girl looked friendlier. “I’m…erm…not from around here…I guess you could say, so I’m really lost at the moment.” He said with a bit of a shrug, shotgun rested on his shoulder. He probably shouldn’t be carrying it around, did people get scared of those that had weapons? It was such a part of his life he didn’t think about it, but he really didn’t want to anger to many people while he was here… |
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