Sand//Mau (
doesnothappen) wrote2012-08-23 02:03 pm
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IC: Dream Post
The space you are standing in is cold and grey and very still. There is nothing beneath your feet, nowhere to go. You hang for a long moment, in this place with no place, without direction or a proper sense of time, until the light dims...
...and your feet touch ground. Your eyes are closed. When you open them, you find yourself here.
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...and your feet touch ground. Your eyes are closed. When you open them, you find yourself here.
((OOC warnings/notes))
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There's a rustling in the jungle to your right.
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The sound gets louder, slowly... something person sized is dragging something heavy out of the forest onto the sand.
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[stopping to take in the scene, going half a step back--and then heading for the nearest body]
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The sound gets louder, slowly... something person sized is dragging something heavy out of the forest onto the sand.
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[oh]
[fuck]
[biting his lip hard against a rush of nausea and then. wobbling slowly to his feet and croaking at the birds] Get off of them.
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[reluctantly, after a few moments of painful breathing, summoning his keyblade and healing himself. let's see about at least being able to move effectively. 8| and then dismissing it and quietly going over to pull down the nearest body]
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[also a lot of work. staggering as the dead weight falls on him, rolling him to the sand as gently as he can, straining]
[and just looking down at him for a long, sad moment]
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[startling slightly, looking over and up]
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