The First Dream - action

[vivi_aislinn]

 [Citizens of Luceti, there is something odd in the skies tonight. It's not a bird, and certainly not a plane. It seems to be a caricature of a young girl, like a child's self portrait. It's flying around town, shadows twirling and flowing around it like ribbons, and it... appears to be searching for something. Anyone with the appropriate abilities

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[tehoniongirl]

[Even if you weren't familiar with stars, there was something indisputable about looking up at the night sky... and not seeing a single, familiar constellation. Despite the cold, Jilly's out sitting on the steps of the fourth housing building, trying to decide if it's an exciting or upsetting realization, when that image catches her eye]

What the...?

[vivi_aislinn]

[Soon, the strange image makes another pass. It doesn't seem to have noticed Jilly yet.]

[tehoniongirl]

[intrigued, she watches it pass over, following it's path across the sky]

[vivi_aislinn]

[One more pass and - ah, there's someone. Female, at that. The caricature descends, stopping in front of Jilly.]

[When it speaks, it's in a voice straight from the Uncanny Valley. It's not a young girl's voice, but what someone might imagine a young girl's voice to be.]

Where is Mom?

[1week_wizard]

-She saw it. Just a glimpse from her window, but she saw it. She'd never forgotten what it looked like. The V-Girl. Even when she had been home, it still existed in the very back of her memory, in her very dreams. So it was no wonder that she immediately rushed out of bed to open the window, the cold be damned.

She called out the name she remembered. She only hoped this wasn't some dream...-

Vivi!

[vivi_aislinn]

[The image stops dead in midair, slowly turning to face the source of that voice.]

[It knew that voice.]

[Slowly, it approaches, almost as if it's unsure if this is real.]

[1week_wizard]

-That uncertainty existed in Patchouli as well. Once she was close enough, she reached out for her...-

[vivi_aislinn]

[...and the image reached out in return. Its hand felt... strange. There was a duality there; it was both a caricature of a hand, barely there, as well as a very real, very small hand.]

[Gently, it pulls on Patchouli's hand, as if trying to draw closer to her.]

[vulcanblazer]

[Adell's heading back home from an evening patrol by this point.

The floating image of a girl zipping around in the air causes him to stop in his tracks. That's not something you see every day. ...But it's... somehow very familiar.

He stands in the snow, looking up at it as it floats around. Doesn't seem to mean any harm.]

[vivi_aislinn]

[There appears to be a guy watching. The image is going to stop in midair, gathering up a blast of shadow--]

[Wait. It knows him. Vaguely, but it knows him.]

[The blast, already headed towards Adell, splits in two before it can hit him and dissipates harmlessly on the ground. The image itself decides to approach, cautiously.]

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[vulcanblazer]

[The blast of shadow heading his way causes him to raise his guard and be ready to block it...]

[vulcanblazer]

[But then it splits in two and misses him entirely. That was no accident. He blinks at the attack being diverted, then looks back up to the floating caricature, watching it as it draws nearer.

...Wait... he's getting a better look at that face now... and it's slowly falling into place.]