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youre_smashing2012-08-13 08:33 am
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what am i doing
[As the usual, there's a new kid wandering around the school- looks like she's one the younger ones too. Ib was told that she could wander around again, so long as she doesn't go to far and not get into trouble.
Half an hour later- Well, lost. The building was big, and she didn't have anyone with her this time.
She does however, have a map from the brochure!
... There's some words she doesn't understand.
Well. Without much of a choice, that means she has to ask someone nearby. Which, the quiet brunette does so by lightly tugging the nearest person.]
Half an hour later- Well, lost. The building was big, and she didn't have anyone with her this time.
She does however, have a map from the brochure!
... There's some words she doesn't understand.
Well. Without much of a choice, that means she has to ask someone nearby. Which, the quiet brunette does so by lightly tugging the nearest person.]
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But her mother would scold her for being rude, she didn't want that. She showed the boy the brochure she was holding.]
I'm lost, I need to go back to the giant Hand's office.
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Hands.
[Did he remember where the headmaster's office was?
...Nope]
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Well still, maybe the older boy was more familiar with the school layout! She kept her grip on Sig's sleeve.]
Will you help me look around, though?
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He gives a long stare at the pamphlet.]
Have fun.
[And then he turns to try and leave.]
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One last try.]
Please? I'm lost.
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......
[And then he turned around to start walking the opposite direction he was originally heading before he was stopped by this girl.]
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Pretty please? She's not gonna pull you around and be talkative
and balance Puyos on her head.]no subject
...... [Scratch scratch]
Follow.
[Really, hurry up so he can go bug-finding.
Wow Sig, r u d e]oh. hello. 8>
Yes? What is it-
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[He...instantly smiled. He almost can't believe this...]
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[HI, HERE COMES A HUG.]
I'm so happy to see you, did you come for a visit?
why hello there stranger
But he knows her name! Maybe it's a family friend that she hasn't seen in a long, long time.]
/sobbing tears
...Ib? What's the matter?
[He looked around.]
Aha, if I was embarrassing you in public, I'm sorry.
[He let go of the hug. Garry didn't care if people thought it was weird, but it mattered what Ib thought. But he was still knelt at her level, staring at her, waiting for ANY kind of response.]
this thread is still starting and it's already feelszone
Who are you, stranger.]
so many. feels.
[Garry doesn't get it. The less Ib was saying, the more concerned his eyes are looking and being bored into Ib's own eyes. He doesn't know anything about what is happening, Ib. You need to give him more of a clue.]
Did you get sick on the way here? The trip IS rather long. It's okay, don't be shy about it. You can tell me anything and I can help you.
i should apologize but i love drowning myself in feels
Maybe she could bring it out, it looks like her quietness had only make him more concern.]
... Who are you, and why do you know my name?
help drowning in the feels ocean
[Garry's warm eyes turned...really sad the moment she spoke. Ib...as far as Garry knows, wouldn't ever make an off base joke like that...Garry's mind became a fog, unsure of how to respond to this. Ib...She should know who he is...He only left a short while ago...they been through so much...she should remember, right?]
What do you mean, it's me...Garry...
can't, drowning in it myself 1/2
The name didn't felt foreign though... She tried to recall exactly where she had likely heard it. With an appearance like Garry, she would likely have remember the experience in the art gallery.
Wait, what about the gallery? Why did that came to mind first than anything?
Her experience going was a gaping hole, but wait! She did remember, she was looking at the painting with the man hanging and Garry was looking at it!
But then... A huge blur... She did wanted to come up and ask the strange sense of familiarity when he was staring at the giant rose statue- but by then, she had wandered by her self too long, far long for her mother's comfort. That was about some weeks ago, she had forgotten about the strange-dressed man.]
Garry.... From... the art gallery...?
[Guertena's art gallery gave her a sense a fear after the visit though, as with the hobby drawing but she couldn't recall the reason to those either.
But her nightmares frequently depicts the gallery lately, with her calling out someone...]
2/2 I could probably do better speech wise but it's 3AM sob
They weren't definitely just dreams...
She really was trapped there. Her nightmares where playing her fears if she was chased about in the alternate gallery, trapped.
Alone without company.]
G-Garry....?
[Everything started to make sense. It was a dream, but it plays from what she wanted to avoid as she started to know the gallery's scary residents.]
You... R-remember me...?
[This didn't felt right, Garry was worried and she didn't remember a thing since they escaped from Mary's clutches.]
shut up everything here is beauty BC
[Ib...what happened to you? Garry's eyes went from sad to pained as he stared at this girl who seemed struggling to remember. But he tried so hard to smile when he saw that Ib was growing upset. It was amazing he wasn't crying with her yet at this whole dilemma. When he was sure...they both remembered what had happened and they made it out alive. Together.]
Of course I...how could I not...We escaped that horrible place together.
...Do you remember?
I'm touched ;D;
Instead of saying anything however, she silently hugged Garry. She was still swimming in various emotions; confusion, happiness, sadness and there were no words she could think of saying right now- all she could think is to hug Garry and hope all these confusion would clear up.]
Re: I'm touched ;D;
[Garry took a couple seconds to clear his own head from various thoughts before he decided to drop it and hold Ib in a hug himself. And a hand reached Ib's head as he rubbed the back of it. Ib was...upset. Garry wanted that to stop.]
/LATE
...Ah!
[NO WAY. She's here! Garry said she got out too, but now she's finally here! It's what she wanted all along...]
Ib! Ib!! You're really here!
shh there is no such thing as late
... And yet, there's an odd feeling in her stomach that she should be wary of the blond. Her seeming to know her name only had only made her more cautious.]
Hello?
Well in that case /leaves this thread for an entire month
It's me, Ib. It's Mary! Aren't you happy I'm here, too?
oh i see how this is /leaves in a huff
Mary.
Guertena's painting.
Slowly things were coming back together- the gallery, the confusion, the roses.]
Mary.
[And yet, after discovering that book in her toy box, she also does feel a hint of sympathy for the girl. As terrified she is of Mary, she just wanted friends.
But, how did she got out... They burned her painting....]
ouch my inbox
...What's the matter, Ib? You're... a lot less excited than I thought...!
[Mary's trying to keep a happy face going, but she's remembering what Garry told her in the greenhouse. Somehow he remembered nothing of her taking his rose, but claimed he and Ib burned her painting instead.
She'd long since given up trying to figure out how they remembered different things, but she never could shake the whys. She could see Garry doing that to her, but why Ib?]
/evil laugh
But, she still felt that the girl couldn't be that bad. Plus, this was the real world not the toy box, so she should be safe? What if they were still the painting world?]
But your...? How did you...? Is this still...?
[Her painting? How did she get here in the first place? A lot of questions popped into her head and all at once, this was starting to make her head spin and unsure what to ask first.]
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How? Hmm... Well, I... followed you out! So now we're both here. That's what counts, right? Haha!
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She frowns, she wanted to know how this happened...]
Mary, but we... Saw you disappear...
[After they lit her canvas on fire, she disappeared on thin air. Did it somehow sent her here?]
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In the way, in the WAY...
But she's out anyway, and she has so many friends here anyway. Who care's if her first ever friend might not want to be with her. NOT MARY. HA... HA...]
I didn't disappear. I'm here. I'm here... I'm not leaving...
...
I don't want you to leave either.
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But Mary's... Powers don't have any effect outside of the painting world, right? She does feel guilty to have made the blond disappear like that.
Finally, in attempt to be lessen the atmosphere;]
Do you like going school here?