[CH. 001] [Audio]

[since1928]

[There's a high-pitched yelp.

It sounds sort of strangled, or maybe it even sounds like someone getting squished under a heavy weight. Whatever has happened doesn't take too long to recover from, however, as the high-pitched voice rouses from that former dazed state.]

...Oh boy. Anybody got the license plate of that train??

[He tries to laugh, letting it peter off into a mild groan.

Somewhere behind him, there's the sound of a muffled, fat bark.]

Comments

[wavesinherheart]

Not really? We still can't leave Traverse Town, though.

[since1928]

Oh. Welp. That's no good. How come we're stuck?

[wavesinherheart]

I think it might be because Spellican is still here? Or maybe enough time hasn't passed yet.

[since1928]

Gosh. I never thought of it that way. But I feel like I've been away for a long time!

[wavesinherheart]

It's possible time moves differently here.

[since1928]

I'd believe it. 'Specially since everything's feels a little off to me.

[wavesinherheart]

Does it? I haven't noticed anything more unusual than normal.

[since1928]

Maybe it's just me. Probably better not to think about it too much, huh?

[wavesinherheart]

Probably. But it's nice to see you again, even if things do feel weird.

[since1928]

Yeah! Same here!

Gosh, how rude of me. How've you been doin'?

[wavesinherheart]

I've been doing well. And you?

[If it's this or the darkness, she'll take dreams any day, especially if it means seeing people she knows again.]

[since1928]

[Gosh, if only he knew more about that. Like he hasn't been trying to go into the dark of late.]

It's been swell so far. Nothing bad has happened, haha.

[wavesinherheart]

I'm glad to hear it.

[since1928]

[He giggles softly, pausing for a bit.]

...Hey! Whenever you have the time, we should meet up somewhere.

[wavesinherheart]

Ah, I'm not doing anything right now. If you wanted to meet somewhere, I mean.

[since1928]

Oh! Ya don't mind?

[wavesinherheart]

Of course not.

[since1928]

Then...where d'ya wanna meet?

[wavesinherheart]

It's not hard to get anywhere, at the moment.

[A pause.]

I could come to where you are?

[since1928]

Haha, that's fine, too! I'm in the Third District, by the fountain.

[wavesinherheart]

I'll be right there, then.

[And true to her word, there's a slight pause and then the low hum of a Keylade Glider as she heads out to the Third District. There's hardly any sense in waiting after all, and that way she won't have to worry about running into any Nightmares along the way.]

[since1928]

Okay!

[As he hears that, he lets the device run, waiting around the fountain with the two dogs in love, emitting its glow of love.

The Meow Wow also waddle-runs back and forth, bumping into Mickey's side, bouncing against the wall, and sniffing at the water with curiosity.]

[wavesinherheart]

[It doesn't take long before she's coming in to land not far from where Mickey is. It's the same old glider as ever, even despite recent events, but she isn't wearing the armor that she might have once worn on occasions like this. She couldn't even if she'd wanted to, with it not being in her possession anymore. But she gets by, and there's a lot less traveling though interspace here anyway.

As soon as she lands, her Pricklemane comes bounding over to say hello to Mickey's Meow Wow; Aqua herself follows once she's put her glider away.]

[since1928]

[Round black ears perk, wiggling slightly at the familiar hum of the glider. Whatever he could remember of it. Mickey hopped up, recognizing the young woman almost instantly. She is no ghost of a memory. Not now.

The king is not even sure how to begin, but he falls back on his good-natured greeting.]

Hi there! It's...been some time!

[Meanwhile, the Meow Wow welcomes the Pricklemane with a lot more enthusiasm. Lots of yapping and bounding around.]

[wavesinherheart]

[No ghost of a memory, no. Here, at least, she's as real as everyone else, even if she's had to see far too many friends leave and go back to things that she knows aren't going to end well.

But she isn't about to burden Mickey with that. Not when she's glad to see him again.]

Mmm. It has been.

[In fact, it might even have been a very long time, for her. But friends are friends all the same.]