From the Dawn [OPEN]
Who: dawntotwilight & OPEN
When: A few minutes after his arrival
Where: The Door and surrounding streets
Format: Action, Present
What: Frey has arrived, and he has to wander the city in search of... well, everything.
Warnings: Angst?
[He jerks awake suddenly, finding himself leaning against a massive but elegant door in the middle of a square before realizing this isn't Sol-Falena or any where else in the Queendom. The sight of it causes him to squint and rub at his face with a hand, trying to right the strangeness of this place.
When all the people in odd clothing just stare or give him rude expressions, he forces himself to his feet and leans heavily against the side of The Door. Slowly, he looks to the back of his left hand and clenches a fist, which causes a silver glow to spark. He still has the Dawn Rune, about the only thing that seems right.
His blue eyes flick to his the back of his right hand as a bronze glow resonates from the silver one, and he stares. The Twilight Rune... no...! Lyon is still...
He stumbles to the side, shaking his right hand vehemently to stop the glow and begins to stumble off in a random direction away from the square. He has to find out where he is first then get back to where Lyon is.]
When: A few minutes after his arrival
Where: The Door and surrounding streets
Format: Action, Present
What: Frey has arrived, and he has to wander the city in search of... well, everything.
Warnings: Angst?
[He jerks awake suddenly, finding himself leaning against a massive but elegant door in the middle of a square before realizing this isn't Sol-Falena or any where else in the Queendom. The sight of it causes him to squint and rub at his face with a hand, trying to right the strangeness of this place.
When all the people in odd clothing just stare or give him rude expressions, he forces himself to his feet and leans heavily against the side of The Door. Slowly, he looks to the back of his left hand and clenches a fist, which causes a silver glow to spark. He still has the Dawn Rune, about the only thing that seems right.
His blue eyes flick to his the back of his right hand as a bronze glow resonates from the silver one, and he stares. The Twilight Rune... no...! Lyon is still...
He stumbles to the side, shaking his right hand vehemently to stop the glow and begins to stumble off in a random direction away from the square. He has to find out where he is first then get back to where Lyon is.]