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genessia2014-09-24 06:17 pm
sakuya_izayoi) wrote in genessia2014-09-24 06:17 pm
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[Open] A Strange Foreign World
Sakuya floated quietly next to her pod, fiddling nervously with a butterfly knife. She scanned over the pamphlet again, her jaw tightening before tucking it away in her pocket. Lifting the phone she turned it over in her hands, fiddling swiftly with it, the video feed clicking on, the maid's lovely face appearing in any nearby screens, her eyes flicking nervously around the screen, several curses murmured in french... After a moment she sighs, frowning, pursing her lips, the feed switching off.
Closing her knife, it vanished from her hand, taking a moment to straighten her apron and headdress, floating elegantly over the water and out into Genessia, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the sudden light. Her jaw tightened, the maid closing her eyes, forcing her shoulders to relax before drifting to the edge of the water.
Hand wrapping around her watch she let her senses expand, brushing against the fabric of spacetime. This was not her world. It wasn't even a hidden or unexplored part of her world, nor was it an illusion. This was bad... At once she set out toward the city, trying to still her frantic heart, time and space rippling a little in her wake.
She had to find her mistress quickly.
Closing her knife, it vanished from her hand, taking a moment to straighten her apron and headdress, floating elegantly over the water and out into Genessia, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the sudden light. Her jaw tightened, the maid closing her eyes, forcing her shoulders to relax before drifting to the edge of the water.
Hand wrapping around her watch she let her senses expand, brushing against the fabric of spacetime. This was not her world. It wasn't even a hidden or unexplored part of her world, nor was it an illusion. This was bad... At once she set out toward the city, trying to still her frantic heart, time and space rippling a little in her wake.
She had to find her mistress quickly.