A Going up there to investigate is a horrible Idea. Like, top ten worst decisions in a lifetime levels of horrible idea. She knows that. The last time she wandered off on her own, she almost died. Literally, not figuratively, almost died. She needed rescuing, she put other people in danger, she almost died. Up there, where things are wild and dangerous and hungry, in the place where she definitely should not be.
The place with the little flashes of phosphorescence. The moving glowing lights that point to things living and adapted to the darkness. That's not what's so fascinating, though. It's that some of them are small. They're so very small. What could be that tiny and still survive with the monsters up there? How do they do it? More importantly, could the people who have newly made this place a temporary home use that same defense system to keep safe? It's something to think about.
It's something she can't stop thinking about.
Going up there to investigate is a horrible idea. Yet here she stands, with Marmalade's empty carrier gripped in her hand, staring at the lights.
"Going up there would be a very bad idea, right?"
Or, if a second person wants to take this prompt.
She's not the only one looking up at the lights. Not the only one tracing the movements through the oppressive gloom. Cho's not usually one for offering unsolicited advice, it's always seemed kind of rude to her, but in this case, she's willing to make an exception. "It's-- not a great idea to go up there alone. If that's what you're thinking. Some of the things that glow... aren't friendly."
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B Cho has been fairly lucky, to not get caught by the clouds of fear. Not that she knows what they are. Her own fears aren't exactly the kind of thing that comes after you in the darkness. Mostly. She did pass one cloud and end up with the utter certainty that Chad had managed to end up here, that he was angry, that he was looking for her. She's ducked him safely, and not encountered him again, so maybe it was just her mind playing tricks? Which is a scary thought for her on its own. Her mind is the one thing she can count on.
Someone else is not as lucky, when it comes to their fears. They're real and solid, not nebulous feelings and shames. Cho doesn't have context, but she also doesn't need it. The look says it all. "What's wrong? Are you all right? Do you need help?" Not that she's sure what help she could offer, but she has to ask.
Cho Takahashi | OTA
Going up there to investigate is a horrible Idea. Like, top ten worst decisions in a lifetime levels of horrible idea. She knows that. The last time she wandered off on her own, she almost died. Literally, not figuratively, almost died. She needed rescuing, she put other people in danger, she almost died. Up there, where things are wild and dangerous and hungry, in the place where she definitely should not be.
The place with the little flashes of phosphorescence. The moving glowing lights that point to things living and adapted to the darkness. That's not what's so fascinating, though. It's that some of them are small. They're so very small. What could be that tiny and still survive with the monsters up there? How do they do it? More importantly, could the people who have newly made this place a temporary home use that same defense system to keep safe? It's something to think about.
It's something she can't stop thinking about.
Going up there to investigate is a horrible idea. Yet here she stands, with Marmalade's empty carrier gripped in her hand, staring at the lights.
"Going up there would be a very bad idea, right?"
Or, if a second person wants to take this prompt.She's not the only one looking up at the lights. Not the only one tracing the movements through the oppressive gloom. Cho's not usually one for offering unsolicited advice, it's always seemed kind of rude to her, but in this case, she's willing to make an exception. "It's-- not a great idea to go up there alone. If that's what you're thinking. Some of the things that glow... aren't friendly."
B
Cho has been fairly lucky, to not get caught by the clouds of fear. Not that she knows what they are. Her own fears aren't exactly the kind of thing that comes after you in the darkness. Mostly. She did pass one cloud and end up with the utter certainty that Chad had managed to end up here, that he was angry, that he was looking for her. She's ducked him safely, and not encountered him again, so maybe it was just her mind playing tricks? Which is a scary thought for her on its own. Her mind is the one thing she can count on.
Someone else is not as lucky, when it comes to their fears. They're real and solid, not nebulous feelings and shames. Cho doesn't have context, but she also doesn't need it. The look says it all. "What's wrong? Are you all right? Do you need help?" Not that she's sure what help she could offer, but she has to ask.