Terra Branford (
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genessia2018-01-12 01:36 pm
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[Her eyes flutter open, peering up at the cave's ceiling as she slowly stirs from her slumber. Circular patterns of light shift above her while the distant echo of water laps within the pool surrounding her cocoon. A soft pressure against her side pulls her attention towards a small box resting at her hip. She stares at the curious object before turning her attention back towards the ceiling.]
Was I asleep?
[Her voice is soft and sweet. Somehow sounding like it doesn't belong to her. She searches her memories for what happened as the cold wind from outside the cave snakes its way to her, brushing over the exposed sections of pale skin. She remembers fire, heat, someone is holding her... the memory breaks and shatters before she can see more.
Time stretches as she futility searches through hazy broken memories for more.
When Terra finally moves her limbs feel stiff and unused. Her palm holds onto the side of the pod as her boots step into the cold water below her. She takes the box into her hands and carries it out to the entrance of the cave.
It's all so familiar...
The brightness just outside the cave makes Terra pause and squint.]
Snow?
[Terra lowers herself to her knees, placing the box at her side as she gathers a bit of snow into her palm. There are snow banks further away, already stained with black from the cars that rumble through the streets, but not this snow. The snow in front of the bay is white with only a few footsteps and shoveled grooves marring it's perfection.
It feels like I've forgotten something important.
But I can't remember what it could have been
Or even why I was asleep.
But... I know it'll come back to me and maybe then, I can find my way
Terra doesn't move from the bay's entrance nor does she pay much attention to the hologram or pamphlets. There is something that she's trying to remember...]
Was I asleep?
[Her voice is soft and sweet. Somehow sounding like it doesn't belong to her. She searches her memories for what happened as the cold wind from outside the cave snakes its way to her, brushing over the exposed sections of pale skin. She remembers fire, heat, someone is holding her... the memory breaks and shatters before she can see more.
Time stretches as she futility searches through hazy broken memories for more.
When Terra finally moves her limbs feel stiff and unused. Her palm holds onto the side of the pod as her boots step into the cold water below her. She takes the box into her hands and carries it out to the entrance of the cave.
It's all so familiar...
The brightness just outside the cave makes Terra pause and squint.]
Snow?
[Terra lowers herself to her knees, placing the box at her side as she gathers a bit of snow into her palm. There are snow banks further away, already stained with black from the cars that rumble through the streets, but not this snow. The snow in front of the bay is white with only a few footsteps and shoveled grooves marring it's perfection.
It feels like I've forgotten something important.
But I can't remember what it could have been
Or even why I was asleep.
But... I know it'll come back to me and maybe then, I can find my way
Terra doesn't move from the bay's entrance nor does she pay much attention to the hologram or pamphlets. There is something that she's trying to remember...]

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Violet eyes regarded her with curiosity. Normally, the people around here didn't stick around for the cold and yet here was this girl, hanging around the entryway where she woke up, without a care in the world.
Naturally, Noah had an immunity (or at least a very high resistance) to the cold, if for a rather unpleasant reason, but she didn't see any reason for this girl to be the same. ]
Hihihi, if you keep spacing out like that, you'll freeze to death.
[ Says the bunny girl clad in a summery dress. ]
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She looks up at Noah, meeting the girls gaze before rising back to her feet and allowing the snow in her palm to fall away.]
Will I?
I've been in snowy regions before; in the mountains. I don't remember having trouble with the snow.
[Though Terra doesn't trust her own memory.]
It's a little hazy.
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[ Noah seemed a little surprised for a bit. And now that she was studying her, Noah also realized that she was hardly reacting to the cold, much like herself. ]
I'm hardly the one to help you with your memories, though. You'll have to just find them yourself. [ Her voice seemed vaguely condescending, as if not consciously trying to be so. ] Most people here cling to the memories of their own worlds. But you seem drawn to something entirely different...
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I will then. Perhaps... when I find what I'm looking for.
[Her fingers delicately brush against the box in her arms as she regards Noah more seriously.]
What do you mean? Drawn to something entirely different?
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You seem like you've seen this before.
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he noticed, however, that he was getting closer to the caves by the bay. he saw someone emerge from them, touching the snow.]
You there! Hello! Over heeeeere! [he waved to her!] Are you quite alright? Did you just arrive?!
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I am and I have.
[Her voice is soft and sweet despite Sidon's booming hello.
Terra doesn't appear to be phased by his form of greeting.]
But, this all feels very familiar somehow.
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...Familiar? [he places a hand on his chin.] Have you been here before, perhaps? I heard other have returned and such.
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I'm not sure. I remember flowers but- [a beat] -nothing else.
[Flowers isn't a useful clue to her missing memories with the white fluffy snow covering the ground. Light purple eyes look up at Sidon as she continues.]
How long have you been here?
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I have been here about a month now, not very long indeed.
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[Seventeen simply said standing in front of her. He happened to walk by Bay area holding a sac over his shoulder. Then again, he's not even wearing a jacket, just a sweater and jeans. At least he had gloves on, that's a plus, right?]
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Is it always this cold?
[Terra is attuned to fire and, while she isn't wearing a lot, the snow has never bothered her.]
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For normal people.
[Which he also spoke of himself.]
I take it you just arrived.
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[She nods her head softly before looking down at the snow. She is fairly sure she's been here before but she doesn't remember snow being here.
It's odd.]
I'm not very cold but if I wanted to go inside, where would I go?
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[He watches her reaction, then looks back to see what's behind them, any establishments.]
If not, there are some small shops and cafes to kill some time. Again, it's all really up to you.
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Flowers. She remembers flowers, not snow. It's all wrong somehow.
Her head turns at the sound of the voice, light purple eyes staring at the man who had stepped forward. She doesn't appear startled or worried about Roy, only curious and lost.]
Questions?
[Her voice is light and sweet.]
Do you know who I am?
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She looks down at her hands as if they were somehow marked and then back over towards the strange man.]
I didn't think about it.
[She admits in a soft sweet tone.]
I suppose I should find somewhere to sleep.
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All of these thoughts were crossing her mind before she found herself spotting someone who must have just come out of the Bay. That could at least be the start, right? Greet new arrivals and trying her best to help. It was a good first step anyway. Walking on over Chiaki put on her brightest smile.]
Hello there. You must be feeling cold right, we should get you into a building as soon as possible, maybe get you a drink and maybe find you a change of clothes... I mean... If that is what you want anyway?
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Everything feels so familiar.
She slowly raises to her feet, dusting the snow from her palms and fingers before lifting up the box that she'd awoke with. She doesn't know what it is, she hasn't looked inside, but it feels important nonetheless.]
What I want?
[Terra sounds very confused by that statement.]
I am a little hungry.
[It takes her a little too long to realize that she's hungry. She still remembers eating when she's supposed to and wearing what she'd been given. Terra is slowly remembering what it feels like to have a choice.]
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[Because that was important to her, she didn't want to take the other somewhere she might not like.]
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[Terra's memory is too shaky for her to focus on food right now.]
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[None of them exactly good for eating a lot of, but it's just a one-time thing for the other to get something to eat. As she paused she gestured for the other to follow before turning her head.]
I know of a nice little place I'm sure will be okay. Though I do hope you like fast food.
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