This is the long forgotten light at the end of the world
"Starbug?" she protested, torn between delight at the nickname and outrage at being likened to an insect. "Oh, you're asking for it now, bird boy."
Relinquishing his injured arm gently so that it would not be jerked about, Seren squeezed Harper's good hand with as much reassurance as she could muster. His trust meant much to her, and she wasted no time to open the way; a shimmering like heat haze appeared in the air. Locking gaze with her friend - teacher? mentor? - the girl backed into it, slowly fading from view even as she tugged him along. Away, from the sunbaked streets of Haulani -
- and into midnight. The island was the same as always. White sand spread out in gently rolling dunes, sloping away towards wave-licked beaches where dark water - or was it? - glittered with the reflection of a myriad of stars. Heavily they hung overhead, closer than ever yet just beyond reach.
The usualdebris treasures littered the sands, in curious heaps. Clothing, cutlery and every day paraphernalia rested side by side with seashells, driftwood and glittering half-gems. A mound covered in sand at the center of the island, and a gargantuan bone from some strange monster stood out among the oddities... but Seren hardly spared them a glance.
"Have a seat," she murmured at Harper, "and I'll find that kit." It was... a little different, to have him here, as opposed to Maeve or Hotaru. Or even Deimos. A little revealing, as if she somehow had allowed a peek into some vulnerable part of herself.
Shunting the feeling aside, she rummaged through one pile of items in particular, and returned with a Dragoon-issued field kit for first aid treatments. "I think everything we need should be in here. At some point I'm sure I would be taught how to use it, but... I'm not a very attentive trainee, lately." She shrugged, and slumped down in the sand to open up the bag and take stock of the contents.
Relinquishing his injured arm gently so that it would not be jerked about, Seren squeezed Harper's good hand with as much reassurance as she could muster. His trust meant much to her, and she wasted no time to open the way; a shimmering like heat haze appeared in the air. Locking gaze with her friend - teacher? mentor? - the girl backed into it, slowly fading from view even as she tugged him along. Away, from the sunbaked streets of Haulani -
- and into midnight. The island was the same as always. White sand spread out in gently rolling dunes, sloping away towards wave-licked beaches where dark water - or was it? - glittered with the reflection of a myriad of stars. Heavily they hung overhead, closer than ever yet just beyond reach.
The usual
"Have a seat," she murmured at Harper, "and I'll find that kit." It was... a little different, to have him here, as opposed to Maeve or Hotaru. Or even Deimos. A little revealing, as if she somehow had allowed a peek into some vulnerable part of herself.
Shunting the feeling aside, she rummaged through one pile of items in particular, and returned with a Dragoon-issued field kit for first aid treatments. "I think everything we need should be in here. At some point I'm sure I would be taught how to use it, but... I'm not a very attentive trainee, lately." She shrugged, and slumped down in the sand to open up the bag and take stock of the contents.
Seren
