secret_of_the_moon: (tsukuyomi  ☽ smile)
Tsukuyomi ([personal profile] secret_of_the_moon) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight2012-02-24 01:36 pm

001st Secret ☽ Born to be free

[The road is wide and long, losing itself in the horizon where land merges with the sky. The landscape keeps changing at a sickening speed, while the motor roars like a hungry lion. With the empty road ahead and behind, the car trunk filled with suitcases, a flaring sun above and the wind blowing strongly as the speed increases. It's a road trip, there's no doubt of it, though the goal of the trip may be something foggy in the mind, probably as that doesn't matter, the fun here is the trip itself after all.

Tsukuyomi smiles widely as he sits in the driver's seat. It's a dream, he knows it, only in a dream he would be able to drive and feel so well with himself, but he doesn't care. For once it's a dream where there's not even one trace of those nightmares he usually has, so he welcomes it happily. The car is a white colored two seats, enough space for just him and a companion, with the roof open to allow the wind and the sun to hit them directly, speeding through the road at a bit more than 120mph.

It's a cry for freedom. One of those moments of "feeling alive" for him. If only dreams could be real.]
waterfell: (ami ♍ strategy)

[personal profile] waterfell 2012-02-24 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
['In a car with a guy she doesn't know' is not precisely the place Ami would expect to find herself in normal circumstances. Still, the sun is high, the road is long, and...

Something about him is familiar. She's not sure it's a good thing, but it's enough to make her want answers. Besides, the car is going too fast to stop now, and walking back to the nearest town would be inconvenient. Her dark hair whips in the wind.]


Just where are we going?
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[personal profile] findmyownreason 2012-02-26 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Cloud's dealt with a lot of his motion sickness. He's had to over the past few years. He still considers it a good thing that the roof is down and he's got enough fresh air to keep him from feeling stifled. His goggles keep the wind from his eyes and the sound of the engine is reassuring but - turning his head, he realizes he has no idea who the driver is.

That's new.

He's also not wearing any of his swords. That's new too.

A glance at the sun reassures him that at least he's not going to be late for dinner at home anytime soon. It lets him relax a little and he asks:]


Who're you?