Estelle Sidos § 021
Who: Estelle Sidos not_bouncing and all of you guys <333
Where: A random field in Espoir
Style: Starts in third, but either is fine with me
Status: OPEN! Come welcome back the pink haired princess!
Despite the light filtering through her eyelids, Estelle kept her eyes closed. She still felt tired from the battle at the coliseum the day before and she was determined to get as much sleep as she could before Rita would came barge in on her. The princess rolled on her side, breathing deeply. But then she frowned and raised a hand to move away whatever was tickling her nose. Now that she was waking up, she could hear birds singing, as well as the wind blowing softly. She could feel that wind on her cheeks though she remembered not opening her window the night before. Opening her eyes slowly, she blinked a few times in order to focus her sight. Estelle wasn’t in the Fierta’s lower deck anymore. Instead, she found herself in a field of flowers with a scarecrow overlooking her.
Sitting up, the princess frowned slightly. She knew this place. She had been here before, she was sure of it. Looking up, her gaze caught sight of the floating castle, but she wasn’t surprised by it. It was something normal for the princess, as if she had lived around it for sometime before. Standing up, she brushed over her clothes and caught sight of the device clipped to her shield. And then memories came crashing down on her. Of course this world was familiar! She had lived here for about a year. But Estelle remembered clearly the land being covered with snow when she had last seen it. Now, it was green and beautiful and the weather was hot like summer. How much had passed since she left this world?
Unclipping her Dreamberry from her shield, the Princess almost turned it on to roam through the contact list. Would her friends still be here? Rita, Mr. Dominic, Mr. Chopin, Stitch, Alice...would they have returned to their world as she did? And if not, had Estelle worried them when she had left this world? Unable to face the idea of not having all of friends still here, the princess clutched her Dreamberry to her chest, choosing to walk to the center of the village first. Perhaps there, she would find someone that could tell her how long she was absent and if everyone was all right...
Where: A random field in Espoir
Style: Starts in third, but either is fine with me
Status: OPEN! Come welcome back the pink haired princess!
Despite the light filtering through her eyelids, Estelle kept her eyes closed. She still felt tired from the battle at the coliseum the day before and she was determined to get as much sleep as she could before Rita would came barge in on her. The princess rolled on her side, breathing deeply. But then she frowned and raised a hand to move away whatever was tickling her nose. Now that she was waking up, she could hear birds singing, as well as the wind blowing softly. She could feel that wind on her cheeks though she remembered not opening her window the night before. Opening her eyes slowly, she blinked a few times in order to focus her sight. Estelle wasn’t in the Fierta’s lower deck anymore. Instead, she found herself in a field of flowers with a scarecrow overlooking her.
Sitting up, the princess frowned slightly. She knew this place. She had been here before, she was sure of it. Looking up, her gaze caught sight of the floating castle, but she wasn’t surprised by it. It was something normal for the princess, as if she had lived around it for sometime before. Standing up, she brushed over her clothes and caught sight of the device clipped to her shield. And then memories came crashing down on her. Of course this world was familiar! She had lived here for about a year. But Estelle remembered clearly the land being covered with snow when she had last seen it. Now, it was green and beautiful and the weather was hot like summer. How much had passed since she left this world?
Unclipping her Dreamberry from her shield, the Princess almost turned it on to roam through the contact list. Would her friends still be here? Rita, Mr. Dominic, Mr. Chopin, Stitch, Alice...would they have returned to their world as she did? And if not, had Estelle worried them when she had left this world? Unable to face the idea of not having all of friends still here, the princess clutched her Dreamberry to her chest, choosing to walk to the center of the village first. Perhaps there, she would find someone that could tell her how long she was absent and if everyone was all right...