destinystrings

Who: Sandry, Open
Where: Pisces District streets
Summary: Sandry arrives in Hinoto-ri, but she's not yet convinced that she's not stuck in a dream.
Warnings: None

Sandry had been so sure that she had been dreaming. A very odd dream too, all about masks and something called a 'persona' and a very mysterious man. But then she when she woke up, she wasn't in her own bed. In fact, she wasn't anywhere she knew at all.

"Cat dirt, I'm still dreaming, aren't I?" she said, putting her hands on her hips and looking around her with a rather disgruntled air. Not that Sandry objected to dreaming, but waking up from one dream to find yourself in another was just...well...unpleasant! One dream was enough, thank you very much.

Although, some of the clothes people were wearing in this dream...well! She'd never seen anything like it! In fact she would have thought that she'd never be able to dream anything like what that woman over there was wearing...except apparently, she had. She had to try and get a closer look...

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Oh well hey look at that - a new person! Desco had better make sure to greet her properly.

Which is why there is now a tiny demon girl flying up to Sandry.

"Hello! Welcome to Hinoto-Ri! You live here now, and Desco is your new Queen!"

A grin, showing off her mouthful of shark-like teeth.

"Desco knows you must be thrilled to have a queen as adorable and strong as her!"

And here Sandry had been thinking that the clothes were the only odd thing in this dream. Apparently not anymore, as she now had an odd little flying...girl? Well. She was somewhat girl-ish, if you didn't look at the tentacles and...were those mouths?! Oh dear, her dream was taking a drastic turn for the disturbing...

"I don't have a Queen," Sandry answered primly. Dream or not, she couldn't allow someone to make grossly incorrect claims about who was her sovereign. "I am a subject of Emelan, which is ruled by my great-uncle, Duke Vedris."

Huh.

"Desco thought 'Duke' was a title self-important prettyboys gave themselves to make them sound like a big deal! Is it really an actual title?!"

Sandry had been under the impression that this bizarre creature had been telling her about this 'Queen Desco', but now she realised that she'd been missing something. "You - you're Desco?" she said with a gasp. Why on earth would she talk about herself in the third person like that?

"And of course Duke is a title! And you certainly just go and give it to yourself. And, I might also add, if you had ever met my uncle, you would certainly not think him at all self-important!"

"Did Desco give off the impression that she wasn't herself?"

Slight pause.

"If he's not self-important, is he at least pretty?"

"Yes, she did, because usually people don't talk about themselves in the third person!"

Sandry was beginning to wonder if she should start seriously wondering about her own subconscious here. Honestly, how on earth had she ended up dreaming up this?

"N-no! My uncle is dignified, and regal, and if he's anything he is handsome, not...pretty!"

Desco tilts her head to one side and blinks the golden eye set in her forehead.

"It's been a while since anyone commented on Desco's speech patterns! It feels kinda nostalgic."

Another shark-toothed grin.

"Dignified, regal, and handsome...ooo! Desco likes the sound of that!"

He hadn't meant to reply as he was passing, but it just came out.

"It'd be a nice dream, though, wouldn't it...?"

If this were a dream, he didn't want to wake up and find himself back where he'd come from. Even if Sora was there.

"Ah -- sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop or anything." Riku shook his head, stopping completely and offering her a hand to shake -- a mechanical one at that, a metal prosthetic. "I'm Riku. You're new, right?"

"Well I suppose it could be worse, but...oh! You have a metal arm!" Sandry exclaimed, reaching out to hold the arm and inspect it with fascination. "My sister crafted a metal leg once, but this looks rather different..." Having a smith for a sister did give Sandry much more knowledge of metalworking than the usual noblewoman, but the makings of this were beyond her. Perhaps when she woke up, she should ask Daja what she thought...

"Oh, but where are my manners? I do apologise, even though I am dreaming that's no excuse to be rude." Releasing Riku's arm, she dipped into an elegant curtsy, as appropriate for a noblewoman to someone of equal or lower rank. "I am Sandrilene fa Toren, but you may call me Sandry. And I suppose I am new to this dream, although that is a very odd way of describing it."

"Yeah, uh... It's something I got at the last place I was at. I uh, misplaced my arm." Literally -- things at the Facility did tend to get weird. And she was touching him -- human contact always kind of weirded him out after everything he'd experienced. "I had a guy make this for me. It's kind of cool, even though I'd prefer my old arm."

He blinked at the curtsey -- that wasn't what he was expecting. Who even did things like that? But he'd met lots of princesses, and he supposed that was normal for them. "You think it's a dream? Maybe the part about meeting Philemon, but we... all had the same dream, in that case."

If you're aiming to take a closer look at this young man's clothes...perhaps you shouldn't. He really has a messy appearance, what with his loose shirt and dirt-stained jeans, and he really looks like the type of person you tend to ignore or avoid. But either way, he seems interested in this new girl who's wandering around, so he approaches slowly, wide, child-like eyes looking her over.

"You're new, aren't you?" His tone is hesitant. Timid. "You're not dreaming. None of us are. You're in Hinoto-Ri now."

A boy in a striped shirt stands a little way down the street, examining a sign very closely with a frown. At the sound of a voice, he whirls about with some surprise.

...Surely there hadn't been anyone there before.

"Um."

Lucas blinks.

"You must have come a long way while you were dreaming. The apartments are all the way over there." He smiles faintly and gestures towards a high-rise visible in the distance. "I think you're probably not dreaming anymore, though."

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sorry it took so long for me to reply! i wasn't getting notifs for a bit

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