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realityshifted2012-01-24 06:58 pm
encourage) wrote in realityshifted2012-01-24 06:58 pm
001 | time here all but means nothing, just shadows that move across the wall.
You know, I have better things to do than daydream. Do I daydream?
[ Sakura has to stop and consider this, since she doesn't think she does so much anymore. Hadn't she been going to the store? The weird one, one of the first rebuilt after the attack, that'd made no sense when she'd stopped in to see how things were doing. Who had she even met at the time? Why had she come in again? ]
Not that it matters. Come on, wake up, stop staring into... oblivion? What kind of place is this to dream about?
[ Dreams are what make sense, if this is more of a nightmare after current events. No floor, endless stars? Points of light in darkness and buildings that feel more like child's building blocks strewn about an area, held up by nothing she could actively grasp as being there and concrete left her unsteady. What had -- been mentioned before? She pinches herself, flinches, and frowns. ]
Ouch! I knew that trick wouldn't work.
[ Things could stand to be a little more familiar. Sakura runs a hand through her hair, schooling herself into meditative breathing. Look. Observe. React accordingly. ]
All right, the stress has finally gotten to me. I'm standing in the middle of space, and there's an information booth. I wonder if it has any tips for how to locate your sanity when it's gone missing.
[ She makes herself stop again, largely because she's talking out loud to herself, and this isn't as helpful as she wishes it was. Time to pretend an audience! ]
Hey, if anyone can hear me, a little guidance would be appreciated! You've got a really nice place here, but there's a few dozen appointments I have to keep and a Hokage I need to check in on, along with most of a hospital to help run, and a war to prepare for, so as much as I'd love to stay, I need to get going.
[ Another pause, and she looks upward toward the sky that isn't the proper sky, and sighs. ]
Or I can use the information booth and file a complaint with whoever's in charge. [ Adjusting the gloves on her hands, she smiles. ] In a manner of speaking.
[ Sakura has to stop and consider this, since she doesn't think she does so much anymore. Hadn't she been going to the store? The weird one, one of the first rebuilt after the attack, that'd made no sense when she'd stopped in to see how things were doing. Who had she even met at the time? Why had she come in again? ]
Not that it matters. Come on, wake up, stop staring into... oblivion? What kind of place is this to dream about?
[ Dreams are what make sense, if this is more of a nightmare after current events. No floor, endless stars? Points of light in darkness and buildings that feel more like child's building blocks strewn about an area, held up by nothing she could actively grasp as being there and concrete left her unsteady. What had -- been mentioned before? She pinches herself, flinches, and frowns. ]
Ouch! I knew that trick wouldn't work.
[ Things could stand to be a little more familiar. Sakura runs a hand through her hair, schooling herself into meditative breathing. Look. Observe. React accordingly. ]
All right, the stress has finally gotten to me. I'm standing in the middle of space, and there's an information booth. I wonder if it has any tips for how to locate your sanity when it's gone missing.
[ She makes herself stop again, largely because she's talking out loud to herself, and this isn't as helpful as she wishes it was. Time to pretend an audience! ]
Hey, if anyone can hear me, a little guidance would be appreciated! You've got a really nice place here, but there's a few dozen appointments I have to keep and a Hokage I need to check in on, along with most of a hospital to help run, and a war to prepare for, so as much as I'd love to stay, I need to get going.
[ Another pause, and she looks upward toward the sky that isn't the proper sky, and sighs. ]
Or I can use the information booth and file a complaint with whoever's in charge. [ Adjusting the gloves on her hands, she smiles. ] In a manner of speaking.
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[ She runs a hand through her hair. ]
THere's no free access to other worlds from the Plane, is there?
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[tilts his head slightly] Not exactly. As I understand it, the only way we can go to other worlds is if two or more people are touching and one person drops from the Plane. Everyone with that person are now in that person's world--but only during that trip. Once they go back to the Plane, they'll be able to go back to their own worlds. [short pause] I have heard of people randomly being able to go from world to world, but that seems to be one of those experiments rather than something that anyone can do at any time.
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[ She frowns, caught up for a moment in what that means for her. Good things, honestly. But also no useful things, like bartered trade organized across this Plane.
... Hey, it might have worked. ]
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But I have noticed things crossing over in places like the kitchen and bar here on the Plane. There are some foods and drinks I've never even heard of before, or ones I had--but have only seen in archived entertainment footage.
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