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onepassingnight2011-04-15 06:44 am
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[003 ☿] Amusement Park Outing!
Tinny carnival music and excited chatter fill the air along with the mechanical creaking of the typical assortment of rides.
The Juuban amusement park. How many times has she been here? Familiarity doesn't seem to dampen Ami's enthusiasm, even now that she's older. It's a place tied to her subconscious - clearly, as here it is in her dream, and she'd even tried building it with Ariadne once. She smiles brightly, and goes from one entertainment to the next like a child again.
An older couple, their hands joined and both of them clearly very much in love, are never far from sight. They bear a familial resemblance to the young doctor: her parents, never divorced. A whole and loving family, forever. A young girl, almost the very picture of Ami herself, walks with them and calls them Grandma and Grandpa.
"Father has many things to attend to today, but he'll meet us here in an hour," Ami assures her daughter when she has a moment between rides and game booths. A family tradition, she could call it now. She likes that thought. "He always keeps his promises, doesn't he?" Her reward is a broad smile and a nod before the little girl runs off again. Ami, too, seems to trust this promise from her husband as she straightens to her full height and smiles quietly to herself.
(ooc: Anyone who comes isbegged welcome to be her dear friend, as her ~perfect dream~ would definitely involve having a lot of friendships. Short version of dream changes: her parents never divorced, she is now married with children and a happy family life herself. She still has success in a rewarding medical career.)
The Juuban amusement park. How many times has she been here? Familiarity doesn't seem to dampen Ami's enthusiasm, even now that she's older. It's a place tied to her subconscious - clearly, as here it is in her dream, and she'd even tried building it with Ariadne once. She smiles brightly, and goes from one entertainment to the next like a child again.
An older couple, their hands joined and both of them clearly very much in love, are never far from sight. They bear a familial resemblance to the young doctor: her parents, never divorced. A whole and loving family, forever. A young girl, almost the very picture of Ami herself, walks with them and calls them Grandma and Grandpa.
"Father has many things to attend to today, but he'll meet us here in an hour," Ami assures her daughter when she has a moment between rides and game booths. A family tradition, she could call it now. She likes that thought. "He always keeps his promises, doesn't he?" Her reward is a broad smile and a nod before the little girl runs off again. Ami, too, seems to trust this promise from her husband as she straightens to her full height and smiles quietly to herself.
(ooc: Anyone who comes is
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[As soon as she can get out, she does, and speeds off to the nearest trash can to throw up her breakfast, lunch, and what remains of the cotton candy she had eaten earlier.]
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Then Ami walks over to Whitlea with brisk steps and, without a word - and with an expression that still suggests she'd rather plug her nose - holds Whitlea's hair to keep it out of the way as she vomits.]
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I'm never going on another roller coaster like that ever again.
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[She walks on over, then collapses on the bench.]
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I was dragging you along at my pace.
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Don't you think so?