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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 snow. 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."
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 snow. 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."
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Too hot....
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Excuse me...
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Also because whoever she's leaning on is comfy. Sleeptalk into their shoulder is a go ]
... Yeah... gonna be... knight of justice....
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this train must have had extra sleeping gas or somethingwoke up at Sora's words. It was slow at first, a smile at knight of justice as memories of Sora filled her mind. But- that had to be Sora who spoke! Didn't it? So, Yuki woke with a jump, most likely jostling Sora in the process, to see who else was here.]Sora!
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[Don't mind this meek looking girl peeking into your compartment]
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When Yuki peeks in, Rafiel will glance back at her in surprise looking... rather unsettled. He does make the effort to smile however.]
Good morning. [His voice, notably is rather soothing and... melodious.]
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She's never been on a train before. And she's pretty sure she shouldn't be on it in the first place -- her memory is hazy, but she remembers falling over in the desert, and then...
Jade Harley thinks that she should be dead. This thought's consuming most of her attention right now, so she doesn't even notice when Yuki enters. ]
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O-oh...hello...
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People passing by may see Jade staring out the window, refusing to leave her seat. This dream is too nice, and she's not quite sure if she wants to accept the alternative right now. ]
It's just a dream...
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He bet his brother and Mimiko had went to eat breakfast without him! Brother would eat all the best fruit as well. Kotaro jumped up onto the bed and then promptly fell onto the floor as the room lurched.
"Huh?" Kotaro clambered up and took in his surroundings and realised he wasn't in his room. But on a train. He frowned. "Brother?" He saw the sunlight streaming into the window and fell to the floor again before it could hurt him.
He crawled along the train floor, "Brother? Big brother? Brother where are you?"
They must have had to leave quickly, maybe Cassa had come back and brother hadn't wanted to wake him so had carried him.
"Big brother?"
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"Heya, little guy. You lost here too?"
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Still... "Ah~! That was an awesome nap~!" Stretching his body out, and with a load yawn and a few popping joints and creaking bones later, America was starting to stand up and heading over to the exit. It seemed like it was time to see where he was supposed to go from here.
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"Hey, you! Stop in the name of the law! We're in the fairies' home, right? Yeah? We are! I knew it!! Yahoo!"
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The kid--and he is a kid, looking a bit younger than his fifteen years--is immediately distracted from his train of thought by the next person he sees. Since it's himself. An older himself, but still.
"...Oh, I'm dreaming."
He expects that to wake him up properly, so when he's still on the train, staring at whoever this is, he's not really sure what to do.
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And he's not alone, apparently.] The hell is going on?
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Um. I think we've been kidnapped.
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You don't know where we are either?
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"Recette!" she called. She had no idea how she could have ended up on a train. She was sure that thief had something to do with this. At least she didn't smell like alcohol. That was a bonus. So she flew down the main aisle of the train, calling out for her business partner. She'd try the names of their adventurers too, but for some reason, she just couldn't remember them.
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Which happened to be just as the falling sensation left him with the feeling that he was about to hit the ground. He jolted awake none-too-pleasantly (and sure enough, pinched something between his neck and shoulder that resulted in a muted "fucking hell" out of his mouth). After rubbing the kink to a bearable ache, he narrowed his eyes, glancing up for the source of the voice. An announcement? But he's never heard of any place by the name of Rakuen.
There were others here too. He didn't recognize most of them. What the hell is going on?
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So in her internal squabble whether to say anything or not, she managed to merely stand there, looking blankly at him.
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H-hello?