#astemoria

     the village itself seems normal enough. its inhabitants do, too. all in all, it’s nothing all that strange compared to what he’s seen in other worlds - at least at face value. what’s jarring is how he’s powerless and stranded here... not to mention all of that weird crap about wishes being granted. he toyed around with the idea of asking for help, but... well, his luck in the social department has been nothing short of abysmal for the past few years. ultimately, everything just ends up in flames. 

     at this point, it doesn’t make sense to fake having a heart. that takes up way too much energy. playing nice and making friends aren’t priorities, here. the only thing that matters is figuring out what his next step should be.

     and so, he walks briskly through the snow with no actual destination in mind. he’s not entirely sure why he’s doing it - he hates the snow, hates being cold, is pretty damn sure that it’s not clearing his head or helping him in the slightest - but he doesn’t stop. 

     that is, not until he catches sight of... someone.

     he can’t see their face; their back is to him. still. something about them stands out. usually, he can ignore random people hanging out around eidolon just fine. weirdly enough, that isn’t the case here. he can’t ignore this person - knows he can’t. the very sight of them makes his chest feel strange. that burn - from that dream he had, right before arriving here... it’s back. 

     he starts walking again - this time, heading right towards the person as quickly as he can. he wants to be on guard but can’t bring himself to give a shit about that right now. something within him is practically pushing him towards them. if he didn’t know any better, he’d think he was feeling something. 

      before he can get a grip on whatever the hell’s going on, he grabs onto their shoulder...

     ...and is promptly speechless. 

     “uh.” wow. talk about eloquent. “who — just who are you?” he doesn’t mean to sound as indignant as he does. not entirely. 

This place is definitely going to take some getting used to, seeing as there’s no way out for the time being, at least I think there isn’t, he thinks to himself. Freezing cold temperatures are still something that he isn’t exactly used to, being an islander and all. If only he could find some warmer clothes... His current outfit is definitely not cut out for this climate. He really needs to find some place to warm up, and fast. Keeping himself moving can only combat the cold for so long.

Luckily for Sora, he stumbles upon a rather large building that at least seems to be a public place. Whatever the case, it looks as though it’ll be warm inside. When he looks up, he notices the library sign, and immediately he shivers even more. Books were never really something Sora considered himself...interested in, and there’s no way it’ll change now, but nonetheless, it offers warmth, and without wasting another second, he heads inside, looking for a small table to sit for a while and gather his thoughts.

When he finds one, he plops down, louder than he would have liked, but it doesn’t matter all that much. He’s finally warm.

He takes a quick glance around the library. Despite the fact that he’s not a reader in any capacity, the sheer amount of books that surround him are impressive nonetheless.

And there she came full circle, the other tug at her heart that brought her here -- perhaps there would be a hint, somehow, at how to find the answer to one’s wish. She could hardly intrude on another’s home for a long time, but...

The creak of the door makes her turn her head, book still in hands -- smiling as she meets the gaze of a young girl. She holds the book up. “Looking for something to read?”

     “seems like the only way to kick this starsickness’ ass is by making some fancy cure. it needs some horns and branches - but that’s small fry stuff. what they really need is a fallen star over at the rubrum hole. so...” he glances over at xion and - despite the gravity of the situation and danger of even getting to the damn thing - smirks.    

     “...you up for a mission, xion? y’know, just like old times.” 

You have returned, traveler. Have wishes called you here again, to this bright and bare wasteland? Very well. You will always be welcomed.

You will find your residence in Bunkhouse #5. You will retain all that you have received from your previous stay.

Search, seek, persist. Take heart in your heart.

hey rika, you absolutely may!! oh god oh h*ck here comes the one wearing the color of a hero.

ayano tateyama is reserved for you until may 13th!

OH NO... zap girl... wherever she is, i hope she’s having fun (and the arm wrestling match she deserves). F 😔

nora valkyrie has been dropped for you! 

Welcome to Eidolon, traveler. Wishes have brought you far, and we know they will only bring you further.

You will find your residence in Bunkhouse #2.

Your keyblade, the kingdom key, sits upon your mattress, though it doesn’t seem to be able to perform any kind of magic… strange.

Search, seek, persist. Take heart in your heart.