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bravenewworld2014-10-21 05:20 pm
erichika) wrote in bravenewworld2014-10-21 05:20 pm
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[Waking up without Nozomi being there had been rough. Eri had spent the first frantic hours looking for her everywhere and asking around, but to no avail. Now that the news of the Dream World was starting to circulate she was a bit more reassured. People had been coming back and leaving, and as with the prior events this too would likely pass.
But...
Today was her birthday. It was perhaps a bit selfish but she'd been hoping they could do something together. The day was supposed to be special, she was finally 18 after all, an adult at long last but today it just felt hollow and empty. A day like any other day.
And so, Eri didn't even make it out of bed. Her Warp Band is of course on hand, and she'll answer the door if it comes to it. She's not exactly in the best of shape either, paler than usual and looking more than a bit disheveled. If roused, she's definitely only moving because she feels she has to, not out of any desire to be doing so.]
Dream World
[Eri's slumber has been... hard to come by since this all started. She hovered in a haze between awake and asleep. With her mental state in shambles, she kept coming back to her training. Her dreamscape definitely reflects it, images of girls performing in the classical ballet style. The movements they make are accompanied by notes and analysis, hastily scrawled in quick but neat strokes. The movements are all heavily analyzed, she knows them in and out, and yet, as always, she is unable to attain them. It's not so much a dream as it is a repetition, a study of past failures and of skills she devoted her young life to learning but failed to master no matter how hard she tried]
[Waking up without Nozomi being there had been rough. Eri had spent the first frantic hours looking for her everywhere and asking around, but to no avail. Now that the news of the Dream World was starting to circulate she was a bit more reassured. People had been coming back and leaving, and as with the prior events this too would likely pass.
But...
Today was her birthday. It was perhaps a bit selfish but she'd been hoping they could do something together. The day was supposed to be special, she was finally 18 after all, an adult at long last but today it just felt hollow and empty. A day like any other day.
And so, Eri didn't even make it out of bed. Her Warp Band is of course on hand, and she'll answer the door if it comes to it. She's not exactly in the best of shape either, paler than usual and looking more than a bit disheveled. If roused, she's definitely only moving because she feels she has to, not out of any desire to be doing so.]
Dream World
[Eri's slumber has been... hard to come by since this all started. She hovered in a haze between awake and asleep. With her mental state in shambles, she kept coming back to her training. Her dreamscape definitely reflects it, images of girls performing in the classical ballet style. The movements they make are accompanied by notes and analysis, hastily scrawled in quick but neat strokes. The movements are all heavily analyzed, she knows them in and out, and yet, as always, she is unable to attain them. It's not so much a dream as it is a repetition, a study of past failures and of skills she devoted her young life to learning but failed to master no matter how hard she tried]