#brynhildring

        She’d written down the symbols that supposedly denoted her apartment  as best she could, but the  symbols were foreign to  her, and  outside  the  pristine  room  where she'd  awoken they  had no meaning.  The Handmaid  tentatively reached out to one of the  pas- serby,  brushing her  fingers gently  against  their  shoulder to  gain their attention. She lifted up a slip of notebook paper for them to view.

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To: 7 | From: Riku[Subject line] No Subject

✈ Is it easier to write angst, fluff, or crack with your muse?

Whistles innocently…..angst tbh… I do luv me some deep feelios.

☠ Who is a muse you would want to play?

Looks at my long list of muses… I think the biggest muse I wanna test next is probably Joshua from twewy!!

He likes to think that he has everything under control - everything from the food on his plate down to the very last hair on his head. Carefully thought out, meticulous planning; sorting through scenarios until everything is perfect. There's never a reason why they shouldn't go exactly as planned....

Except for the fact that, no he really doesn't have everything under control.... Just the fact that he ended up here, in this intriguing (yet dirty, dirty) park, is proof enough. I mean, however much he absolutely enjoys finding himself trapped in a freak show, it's definitely not something he would readily walk into....not unless he feels it would benefit him in some magnanimous way.

But I suppose there's still hope for this place. After all, the exotic aromas wafting in from here and there are so so so intriguing.

And that's the thing about Tsukiyama. Even though his detailed plans often slip from his fingers, he's up and off the ground in no time, reconstructing,restrategizing. Always adapting. Always just one step ahead (maybe).

So even when he finds himself in Atlantis instead of his hotel, Tsukiyama takes it in with a calm face, his ever present smile hanging loosely on his lips (although they do seem a little bit tighter than usual). With hands in his pockets, he cruises along, eyes the glass floors and the fish underneath with disinterest. A breath. He probably should've taken a map from the hotel but....oh well. He'd just find someone delicious to lead him home.

He's glancing around at the various rides when suddenly, the floor from underneath his foot disappears and he's falling forward....right into a pool. Of course, being a man of grace and elegance he lands on his feet but with the cold and the wet seeping in through his shoes, he looks down.....

7.

His stomach grumbles loudly. It's been sometime since he had been here, and he hadn't exactly properly eaten anything. The grumbling of his stomach was enough to remind him how hungry he was.  He should make note to not forget to feed himself while he got used to his new surroundings. Hinata's eyes glanced around as he had entered Julia's Kingdom. 

He was lucky to have this map but he found it on the floor in one of the other parks hes visited. He stared in amazement, it was pretty here. Probably one of the most.. normal parks hes visited. It wasn't long before he started to smell delicious food coming from each sides of the court.