☾YUNA (
moondances) wrote in
exsiliumlogs2012-10-02 01:14 am
Entry tags:
(open) ☾ dark paradise
Date & Time: October 3rd, Late Afternoon
Location: main courtyard
Characters: Yuna & Anyone!
Summary: newly arrived, dazed, and confused.
Warnings: none
[ So this was how it felt. To be robbed from your world, thrust into another, one with a slew of problems, none of which you were exactly prepared to help with. She couldn't say it was a good feeling. Finally, she could relate.
Confused and lost in a city unfamiliar, Yuna takes to wandering the courtyards in a sort of trancelike state, her mind too detached from everything right now to actually pay attention to where she's going. It felt good, if she was being honest with herself. Her mind was drained of all her worries and apprehensions for a good while, and she had reached a state of mindfulness; a state she hadn't experienced in a while. It was meditative.
In her wanderings, she heard whisper of bombings, attacks, strange masked individuals. If she'd been fully attentive, these thoughts would worry her. Maybe even convince her to ask around, see if there was anything she could do to help. Surely, if there were bombs, there would be injured people.
For now, though, she's settled on a nice, calm fountain, staring as the water streams out of it. So far, the water seemed like the only familiar thing here to her; the only thing natural. This city was laden with machina-like devices, and it was a little unnerving to say the least. ]
Location: main courtyard
Characters: Yuna & Anyone!
Summary: newly arrived, dazed, and confused.
Warnings: none
[ So this was how it felt. To be robbed from your world, thrust into another, one with a slew of problems, none of which you were exactly prepared to help with. She couldn't say it was a good feeling. Finally, she could relate.
Confused and lost in a city unfamiliar, Yuna takes to wandering the courtyards in a sort of trancelike state, her mind too detached from everything right now to actually pay attention to where she's going. It felt good, if she was being honest with herself. Her mind was drained of all her worries and apprehensions for a good while, and she had reached a state of mindfulness; a state she hadn't experienced in a while. It was meditative.
In her wanderings, she heard whisper of bombings, attacks, strange masked individuals. If she'd been fully attentive, these thoughts would worry her. Maybe even convince her to ask around, see if there was anything she could do to help. Surely, if there were bombs, there would be injured people.
For now, though, she's settled on a nice, calm fountain, staring as the water streams out of it. So far, the water seemed like the only familiar thing here to her; the only thing natural. This city was laden with machina-like devices, and it was a little unnerving to say the least. ]
