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15strangers2020-03-01 01:58 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2020-03-01 01:58 pm
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Isn't this where.....
[Living and dead have reunited. That is all well and good. However, all these trains and cars and starships mean nothing by themselves - many of you may be wondering precisely where they are headed, and the answer presents itself soon in the form of a yawning portal in the middle of space. Yawning, calm, so as not to be mistaken with the writhing and twitching of the wefts - it seems to belong, or at least to be accepted as a cosmic inevitability. And this is what all of the dubious spacecrafts sail into for now - it is just barely large enough for all of them to go in one at a time, and to come out on the other side of the wormhole.
That appears to be some kind of airspace. Those curious about the place they're going may want to open the stained glass windows of the trains to get a much better view of the scenery they're descending on. The landscapes are mostly gorgeous, looking from a distance as though they were painted with watercolors, although some may think it also looks a bit, well, haphazardly patched together. For the trains, there is a floating dock above the land that looks brand new, and an elevator to take down to the ground. All other ships can find an easy landing space in the meadow, like the weird UFOs they are. Nevertheless, there is a path to follow from there, leading to a castle in the distance. It is a path lined with wonderful flowers and trees... and also a chaotic smattering of other trees that don't look like they quite belong. Sheets of dry lasagna make up the bark of the spaghetti trees, their inexplicably cooked pasta hanging like a weeping willow as marinara drips from their meatball fruit. The smell is overpowering, but don't let that ruin the trip. "In fact, it would be better if you let it work up an appetite", the cheerful voice of 707 suggests as he leads the pack up the trail like a hyperactive boy scout leader.
Finally, the doors of the castle open up. The halls are full of doors, each glowing from within - some of you may recognize the names of your homes, and others may not. But going past them, there is an enormous arch that is named The Hall of the Beginning as indicated by the carvings on it. Inside is a table that will be familiar to one of the strangers. It is the table that the original 15 Titled met at the beginning of Nirn, and it's overflowing with a feast even more grandiose than the last time. All of the drinks and cuisine you've been missing for so long is here - from sugar-spiced coffee and bubble tea, delicious scones as good as an aunt's, ridiculously spicy takeout wok, popcorn, philly cheesesteaks and the most perfect star shaped peanut-butter-jelly sandwiches known to man, a big toblerone on a long silver platter, three types of ramen, beer, so many grapes, melon bread, something labeled "dead chicken" that is obviously just a regular roast chicken.... it definitely seems like there were too many cooks here, but cooks with their heart in the right place. Some other favorites of the strangers will also be among the chaos if they look hard enough, but certainly, somewhere, it was deemed that they should have a celebration feast.
But then, you are not strangers any more, are you? Everyone here is a familiar face now, and there are even more familiar faces waiting around the table. The ones who wrote the letter, 707, Halley, Maka, Alexis, and Cardia are already there coming and going, but occasionally many others will stumble through one of the many doors. People from the games who had not fallen to IT. People from home, people you love. What we have here is a nexus and a party all in one. Here, there will be as much time for goodbyes as you like - or, as the hall suggests, new beginnings.]
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If anything, her saying that she didn't want to still, made him give an amused smile of sorts...and then she's lacing his fingers with his own. The warmth of their fingers together actually kind of made him look down at the way they're held together. It's strange how that's the thing that got a dusting of pink on his cheeks in a blink and miss it. ]
...I'm good to go.
[ He'll then begin to move so that both of them of them could head outside, and idly have his grip on her hand tighten a little. When they reach outside the castle, it's clear that McBurn didn't really have a chance to take in the sights well.
It's nice seeing something that wasn't that City, even if the outside really didn't necessarily look perfect, what with some things looking vaguely mismatched if someone looked hard enough. But, the fact that when it was quiet, and there wasn't some kind of background noise running at the back of his mind was just another reminder that...
It's over.
It's really over, and that when all was said and done, he'd be heading home with Towa until they would go to their separate ways until he visited or they'd run into each other again. ]
It's kind of nice out here. I can't really say I noticed the first time all that much.
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Instinctively, her eyes go up to the sky. There’s something picturesque about it— even though it doesn’t blend together naturally. That’s just part of what makes it kind of a once in a lifetime view.]
It’s the same for me. I didn’t really stop to take the time to notice when I first arrived.
[There had been far too many other things on her mind for her to really appreciate the wonder of this place. But now that she has a moment, she’s really glad that she decided to. She’s always thought that the best way to take in sights like these were with the people you love.
Right now, she can’t think of anyone she’d rather be with.]
It’s really beautiful.
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Kinda was half-asleep on our way into the castle, so wasn't really paying all that much attention to our surroundings. And didn't care to.
[ In a way, it probably made for a better experience since now he had the time and chance to take it all in with someone he loved by his side. The thought sounded incredibly much more sentimental than he's used to having pass through his head, but...that's how this "feeling" was sometimes, wasn't it?
It's really funny how things worked, but McBurn's certainly not about to complain here. Not after everything that's happened. ]
...It's not a bad sight to share with someone like you.