one passing night
the evening is spread out against the sky
March 26th, 2012 
repudiate: (the world as it starts crumbling)
[ It's a fairly normal scene, all things considered. There's just a road with cars occasionally driving by, lined with buildings, and then there's a single bus stop. And standing by said bus stop is a girl in a school uniform leaning against the bus stop sign while seemingly talking on the phone. She's fairly recognizable as Ange, despite the difference in clothing, the only difference aside from that is the fact that she's wearing her hair down instead of having her usual pigtails with the hair bobbles.

If you get close enough to her, you might be able to hear what she's discussing on the phone. ]


What, onii-chan's coming over for dinner tonight too? [ A pause as she listens to the answer on the phone and then she downright laughs - very uncharacteristic for her, those who know her might notice. ] No, dad, I like eating dinner with just you and mom too, okay? Don't freak out too much over it. It's just that this is a special occasion. [ She listens again, and then there's a hum. ] I know. I'll be home soon enough, the bus is just having a delay or something like that. But I'll hurry. Hmm, bye!

[ Now she's done with her call and tucking the cellphone - a fairly old-looking one, like a nineties' model - back into her bag, you might want to speak up. Or, you know, just silently stand with her at the bus stop, even though that's not as interesting of a way to spend time. ]
guardiano_perduto: ([aphelion] ++ at the speed of sound ++)
As to be expected with an alien species, you dream into a world of planets and stars, situated in the seat of a futuristic ship. You're drifting through space, gentle music over the radio, and all seems calm.

Turn to your right? There's a familiar Lombax at the helm.

He seems just a little distracted, maybe even trying to bite back some shock, but there's a smile on his face. He's happy to have your company, after such a terrible tragedy. He's happy to still be alive, for the universe to still be in one piece.

But he is really?

You be the judge.

"So," He says finally, turning to his passenger. "You like music?"

[ooc: post music in the subject lines! Anything you'd like! It *is* a dream, after all. ;)]
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