and then they fell. [rakuen revolution opening post]

[utopiamods]

You're falling, and you can't remember why. It's a sickening feeling that makes your insides lurch; the darkness and the vertigo combine, and all you can think of is a story you heard once, somewhere.

Ah, I remember now. It's... a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her. The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess. No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--

The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep. Mechanical, monotonous.

"Next stop: Rakuen City. This train terminates here. The next stop is Rakuen. All change." The train rocks steadily as it winds its way through white drifts of now. Sunlight streams through the window, heating the air and making the seats almost uncomfortably warm. A puff of steam from the train winds its way lazily past the windows when the wind is right.

It's strangely difficult to shake off the sleep; the rhythm of the train seems to lull you back into slumber and the air is warm and heavy, making it hard to keep hold of a thought. Finally, though, the nausea settles, the last of the dream fades and you can take in your surroundings. And, perhaps more importantly, those around you in a similar state.

"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."

Comments

[countryofassholes]

[Whoever she's sitting with, she is hugging you in her sleep like she's drowning and you're a piece of driftwood. The chances of you getting free without waking her up and getting her to let you go? Pretty slim.]

[shakes]

[Do you feel the earthquake in your arms, Britannia?]

[countryofassholes]

[She does indeed.

Maybe if she squeezes the air out of her pillow, it'll stop moving so much... Right, let's do that.]

[shakes]

[Nononononono

trying to somehow slip or push or pull out of the grip. He really doesn't like being hugged to death!]

I a-am sorry, please let me g..o!

[countryofassholes]

[That wakes her up. The sound of an unknown voice coming from what is supposed to be her area living pillow brings her to full wakefulness, though she doesn't immediately show it. Instead, her eyes slowly crack open and blink at the person she's hugging.

... hasn't she seen this person before...?]

Hmm...? You're... [Note: she has not let go.]

[shakes]

P-please, I need t-to find Mr Russia.

[He has no clue who this is but hopes that the name "Russia" will let them think of the danger that the large nation is to everyone who tries to take territory from him, and that that will make them let go of him.]

[countryofassholes]

[At least she's stopped leaning on you, that has to be a plus.]

Why are you looking for Ivan? Aren't you neutral? [A pause, she's apparently still a little sleepy.]

[shakes]

W-what do you mean?

[countryofassholes]

You're one of the Baltics, right? The short one with a big mouth.

[lunatics]

[Fortunately, Saïx has no reservations about waking her up. As soon as he awakens and notices someone is -- erk -- hugging him, he elbows them promptly in the gut.]

Off.

[countryofassholes]

[At the assault on her gut, Britannia's knee-jerk reaction is to... headlock her assaulter. No really, her arms just tightened around Saix's neck as her eyes snap open because who the hell is stupid enough to attack-?]

... who are you?

[lunatics]

[And Saïx's knee-jerk reaction to being headlocked? Get out. But as soon as he starts to move, she starts talking, so he responds while turned to her -- and he might be kind of snarling a little bit? Oh boy.]

Saïx.

[countryofassholes]

... Britannia.

[Well this is weird.]

[lunatics]

[He decides that now is as good a time as any to take a possibly deadly chance. So he slowly reaches for her arm, hoping to get her to take him out of the headlock. Hopefully she would think along the lines that the introduction meant that she no longer had to restrain him while sitting in a tiny and crowded train car.]

[countryofassholes]

[At the movement of Saix's arm, Britannia's eyes narrow dangerously in warning. It would really be best for everyone if everything just remained still for now because A) she has no idea who Saix is (names mean jack) and B) this is... definitely not her bed.]

That still doesn't really tell me anything, you know.

[lunatics]

[Oooookay let's just call that one off then.]

...I am Saïx, Number Eight of Organization XIII and -- apparently -- now an astronomy teacher at this 'academy' we are being brought to.

[Good enough for ya?]

[countryofassholes]

So you know where we are? [She doesn't seem to fully trust Saix (not that she really trusts anyone,) especially given the nature of their first meeting, but after a moment of searching, she finally relents and slowly lets him go. If he attacks here again though...]

[koyo]

( Oh

Spain. . . likes hugs so he doesn't really mind. When he wakes up, he tries to turn his head to see who it is but he can't get a good look. So Spain sits there for awhile until he really can't be still anymore. He coughs once. )

Excuse me. . .

[countryofassholes]

[At the sound of Spain's voice, Britannia shifts for a moment before settling down again, apparently choosing instead to just get more comfortable. Her grip in Spain's shirt just tightens and- miraculously- she does at least mumble something incoherently.

It was definitely a complaint though.]

[koyo]

( Are they waking up--

Darn.

Spain stays still a moment longer, wondering what to do now. It's not like he can really get up and move now so he tries again, this time, a little louder, )

¡Ay! Sleeping beauty, wake up.

[countryofassholes]

[For the love of... Why is this guy her pillow again? Why did she ever leave Kiku. Silly her.

... no wait- did she ever choose him? Hmm... well, regardless,]

Antonio, please be quiet.

[koyo]

( Who are you and how do you know his name. )

But I can't move.

[countryofassholes]

[I am your lord and master- I MEAN...]

[Well clearly he has no intention of letting her go back to sleep, so with a soft sigh, she finally raises her head to rest her chin on Spain's shoulder. Check out that eerily familiar face.]

Yes?

[koyo]

( Be quiet be quiet.

He leans back a bit when he sees her face but continues, )

You were asleep on me. I couldn't move.

[countryofassholes]

What's wrong with that? [She still hasn't quite given Spain his personal space, by the way.] Do you have someplace to be?