Dust (
lifethread) wrote in
daybreakacademy2019-03-22 06:27 pm
Entry tags:
001, Arrival , OTA
Who: Dust & OTA
What: Arriving in the city/outside the school and being incredibly lost.
Where: Around campus
When: 03/22
Warnings: None
It had been a long trek from the small encampment outside the city where he’d spent the last week. The strange people who had helped nurse him back to 'health' had not given him much in way of instructions on what to do when he returned to the city. All he'd been given was a bag of unfamiliar belongings with clues on where he could have called home. One such item in the back was a room key for the school in the city, Dorm 403. At least if nothing else, he would have a place to sleep.
That is, if he could find the door which the key belonged to.
Dust instinctively put a hand to his forehead as he mentally poured over the details he recalled from the last few days. All he had to do was find this place where he supposedly lived before losing his memories and then things could start going back to normal. Once he got amidst familiar surroundings, the ones that took care of him assured him that his memories would begin returning.
But instead of looking certain of his goals, he looked...incredibly lost. Dust stopped and stared up at the buildings that surrounded him as if he saw them for the first time. Every street looked alien and every road looked strange. Nothing looked familiar. Shouldn't he have felt at least a little at ease in being in the city again? “Maybe once I find this school, I’ll remember something.” He said sigh a sigh.
What: Arriving in the city/outside the school and being incredibly lost.
Where: Around campus
When: 03/22
Warnings: None
It had been a long trek from the small encampment outside the city where he’d spent the last week. The strange people who had helped nurse him back to 'health' had not given him much in way of instructions on what to do when he returned to the city. All he'd been given was a bag of unfamiliar belongings with clues on where he could have called home. One such item in the back was a room key for the school in the city, Dorm 403. At least if nothing else, he would have a place to sleep.
That is, if he could find the door which the key belonged to.
Dust instinctively put a hand to his forehead as he mentally poured over the details he recalled from the last few days. All he had to do was find this place where he supposedly lived before losing his memories and then things could start going back to normal. Once he got amidst familiar surroundings, the ones that took care of him assured him that his memories would begin returning.
But instead of looking certain of his goals, he looked...incredibly lost. Dust stopped and stared up at the buildings that surrounded him as if he saw them for the first time. Every street looked alien and every road looked strange. Nothing looked familiar. Shouldn't he have felt at least a little at ease in being in the city again? “Maybe once I find this school, I’ll remember something.” He said sigh a sigh.
