Hong Meiling (
colorfulbrilliance) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-11-08 11:25 am
Entry tags:
When the dream is over...
Characters: Meiling Hong and YOU![Dorm 02-15]
Format: Any! I will follow!
Location: Dorm 02-15 ->Cafeteria (Or anywhere really! Just let me know)
Summary: Another new arrival to the Tower! Meiling is trying to find a way to figure out what happened..and to block out those letters.
Slowly, very slowly Meiling wakes up to the sight of a....room? That startled her into a sitting position. This is not where she was supposed to be nor where she was when she started her nap! She quickly swung her legs over the side of the bed and thought in this, letting the letters fall to the floor.
"Huh?"
She leans down and picks the letters off the floor, opening one and looking very confused on the contents, as she was reading the one that was meant to be read AFTER the other one. Seeing as the first one made no sense, she opened the second one and her face falls. Gensokyo gone?
After reading that she sits there, just staring at the letter. The idea of Gensokyo being gone had her both confused and left in a disbelieving trance.
[Cafeteria]
After that letter and finding her normal clothing to change into, Meiling sat in a corner of the Cafeteria, eyes closed as she tried to think this all over. Everyone she knows and cares about gone...? She would not believe it! Beside her is a bowl of oatmeal that has not been touched at all as she is too busy thinking on what this all could mean, trying hard to find a reason to deny that her home for so long is now gone.

cafeteria :U 1/2
and then
is that who she thinks it is?]
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Remilia hasn't seen her in so long. In months, since she was terminated back at the Facility.]
M...ei...
[But she didn't have any scars. Last time she checked, Meiling had burn scars worse than hers, even.
Maybe this wasn't the same one. Did she remember nothing?
Even if she didn't, she was here. She was here. Remilia doesn't know whether to be elated or horrified.
So there she stands, in all of her burnt and scarred glory.]
Meiling...
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Meiling takes in the sight of Remilia with those burns and it's almost as if she's stuck. When did all of that happen? She would have known about it...Right? She slowly sits up, trying to regain her voice that seemed to have escaped at the shock.]
Mi....Mistress Remilia.....W-what happened to you?
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...it's a long story.
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Then...It's true to a extent then...Where...When...How...
[The questions were coming out but not completely. She was easy to read at this point, her eyes averted. She was coming to the conclusion of failing.]
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Cafeteria
And oh boy, a bowl of oatmeal. Yep, that person was definitely new. He flopped down in a seat across from Meiling and pointed at her bowl.]
Better eat that or you'll be puking up anything you stuff down your trap.
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[One eye opens and looks at him. She follows his finger with her eyes and frowns a bit. The contents of the bowl get a look before she looks back to him.]
Why's that? Looks like normal oatmeal to me.
[She sits up more, leaning against the table a bit.
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[Axel didn't test that out, that was for sure.]
Assume both eyes were open by the end of the last post. Bad phone tags
[Meiling isn't to keen on testing that either.]
/pats
I should know better then that.
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cafeteria
[ Because she understands the feeling. About arriving in the tower, thinking that her planet was destroyed and the only thing you can eat is oatmeal. ]
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[Meiling opens her eyes and pokes at the bowl for a moment. Her expression is slightly distant and sad. She's starting to think the letters might be telling the truth. She lets out a sigh.]
Probably not...Too much to figure out to worry about eating.
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[ That means that she was right, even though she wasn't exactly sure. Maybe Maya can be the one to cheer her up. ]
Well, what are you worrying about? Maybe I can help!
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[She slipped a bit but caught herself in time. She was being hopeful.]
If it is true...Does that mean they are all gone?
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Room 2-15
... They replaced her already?
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Although that question bugged her.]
Replaced..?
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There was another girl that lived here in this dorm... I'm pretty sure that was her bed. She disappeared only a day ago. [She feels a little bad, because she didn't really get a chance to know her...]
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[Meiling was at least hoping it worked that way. She stands up and puts the letters on the nightstand. She was keeping her self relaxed, not wanting to startle Aoi again.]
Does this happen often? Disappearances and new people showing up that is?
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cafeteria
[A tall man dressed in a casual suit leans over her table.]
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[She's joking but at the same time serious. She's opening her eyes to see who she is speaking with and offering up a questioning look.]
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Uh...no. It'll just let you eat food other than the oatmeal.
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I guess that somewhat makes sense. Something in it to keep other foods from reacting badly?
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Cafeteria (I'm sorry for such a late tag!)
Hey, are you asleep?
No problem!
I'm not sleeping....yet Just thinking about this place....
[She sits up a bit and peers closer.]
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What kinds of things about this place? Are you new? I don't think I've seen you around before.
[Then again, with her memory it was perfectly reasonable that Wriggle had seen her around before and just forgotten. None the less it felt like a crucial question]
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[She shrugs and sits up a bit. She'll figure out later or not worry about it.]
But yes, I'm new to this place. Was napping outside the gate and then woke up here.
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