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personavelvetroomdr2023-12-28 04:39 am
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[open | intro] I wonder, was that the wrong pill to take?
[When she wakes up, it's like peeling herself off of a puddle of glue. Or what she imagines cracking out of an egg must be like for a baby bird. Slow, frustrating, and kind of crunchy.]
[She actually didn't expect to wake up again, at all. And especially not here, opening her eyes to the deep blue and constant aria of the Velvet Room. With a yawn, she sits upright and rubs her eyes. There's a cot underneath her, not unlike what someone might find in the nurse's office at a school, but her school bag is nowhere to be found. All she has is the uniform she is wearing. Thankfully, she does appear to still have her shoes, which she tenderly rests on the floor, as if she doesn't quite expect it to be solid.]
[A glance around tells her that someone has redecorated. The Velvet Room is much bigger than she remembers, for one thing, and it's got several doors that did not used to be there, for another. Once she lays eyes on Igor, it seems to give him permission to speak. She listens with a slight frown, as if she's thinking very hard.]
Yes, I know who you are and what this place is. But... why? And... are you sure that it's okay for me to be here?
[Whatever his answer is, she is deeply uncomfortable with the idea of stepping outside this liminal space back into Iwatodai, which she knows is behind the familiar door. Or any of the other doors. Something about it makes her feel as thought it will make it real that she is no longer acting as the seal keeping Erebus back and Nyx away. It just isn't worth the risk. So, she sets about exploring what exists within the Velvet Room.]
[She actually didn't expect to wake up again, at all. And especially not here, opening her eyes to the deep blue and constant aria of the Velvet Room. With a yawn, she sits upright and rubs her eyes. There's a cot underneath her, not unlike what someone might find in the nurse's office at a school, but her school bag is nowhere to be found. All she has is the uniform she is wearing. Thankfully, she does appear to still have her shoes, which she tenderly rests on the floor, as if she doesn't quite expect it to be solid.]
[A glance around tells her that someone has redecorated. The Velvet Room is much bigger than she remembers, for one thing, and it's got several doors that did not used to be there, for another. Once she lays eyes on Igor, it seems to give him permission to speak. She listens with a slight frown, as if she's thinking very hard.]
Yes, I know who you are and what this place is. But... why? And... are you sure that it's okay for me to be here?
[Whatever his answer is, she is deeply uncomfortable with the idea of stepping outside this liminal space back into Iwatodai, which she knows is behind the familiar door. Or any of the other doors. Something about it makes her feel as thought it will make it real that she is no longer acting as the seal keeping Erebus back and Nyx away. It just isn't worth the risk. So, she sets about exploring what exists within the Velvet Room.]
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[Hmmm, he's a little more astute than the average, isn't he? At least, the sharp look in his eyes seems to suggest so. Kotone folds her hands behind her back and puts on her most innocent expression.]
Most recently, yes.
[She manges to avoid flinching at the question, but it's a near thing.] 2010, for me. What year is it for you?
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Again, he indicates the Iwatodai door.] That one leads to, I suppose, "your" Iwatodai, in 2009. And that one—[he indicates the Tokyo door, the one he nearly took them through before she balked]—leads to Tokyo as I remember it, in the year 2016. Well, more or less.
[He gives her another, closer look. Those carefully wide eyes are a little telling; Kotone Shiomi-san would be far from the first here not to be all she seems.] So you'd be familiar with the green moon, the Dark Hour, things of that nature? Sorry, I don't mean to pry, it's just something of a professional hazard.
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[The thought of running into herself as a child is deeply unsettling, but it seems to delight this young man. His expression takes on a new lightness that she’s very glad to see. She immediately wants more of it. She keeps her guileless expression, rocking on her feet and tilting her head to the side, making her hair sway behind her.]
2016 huh… oh, yes. Very much so… [She suddenly frowns] Is…. There still a dark hour, in 2016?