02-19-2018, 05:55 AM
...Portals?
"...P-portals."
Her statement seemed less disbelieving and more... spoken as if she were staring an escaped mental patient square in the face. However hypocritical that thought was. Of course, maybe he was just... calling them that. Because as far as Fukawa was aware, mystical portals to other dimensions DEFINITELY didn't exist. This was the real world. Or... Well, maybe the dream world. Still, how cliche would that be, to just have portals out of nowhere?
Unfortunately, she had no choice but to just... believe this guy. It was clear to her that she was going nowhere if she didn't, though how far she would get with him was also, well, debatable. She could picture him pushing her off of that scooter five hundred meters down the line quite easily. Honestly given how this dream- it had to be, right?- was going thus far, she was almost certain of that fact.
She hadn't been pushed from a moving vehicle in quite a while. Was that going to be another fun new trauma to add to her list today?
Eventually she snapped out of this, after realizing she had been staring at the back seat of said scooter for the past... fifteen to twenty seconds. In complete silence, as she was wont to do. Groaning as she pulled at her own hair again, she took a step or two forward. She didn't have a choice, she told herself. If this was a novel, the plot wasn't going to advance with her just standing here on her own. Even if she didn't want to, she'd just have to bear it. Whatever it was in the distance, portal or not, she wasn't going to stand here forever.
"F-fine." She mumbled at last, walking right up to the scooter. Though, she stopped about a foot short. "B-but! You'd better n-not... Try anything...!" Again, she was staring at the poor young man accusingly, as if she really was that suspicious of him. "I-I'm... saving myself! For... M-marriage!"
Good luck with that one, Touko.
"...P-portals."
Her statement seemed less disbelieving and more... spoken as if she were staring an escaped mental patient square in the face. However hypocritical that thought was. Of course, maybe he was just... calling them that. Because as far as Fukawa was aware, mystical portals to other dimensions DEFINITELY didn't exist. This was the real world. Or... Well, maybe the dream world. Still, how cliche would that be, to just have portals out of nowhere?
Unfortunately, she had no choice but to just... believe this guy. It was clear to her that she was going nowhere if she didn't, though how far she would get with him was also, well, debatable. She could picture him pushing her off of that scooter five hundred meters down the line quite easily. Honestly given how this dream- it had to be, right?- was going thus far, she was almost certain of that fact.
She hadn't been pushed from a moving vehicle in quite a while. Was that going to be another fun new trauma to add to her list today?
Eventually she snapped out of this, after realizing she had been staring at the back seat of said scooter for the past... fifteen to twenty seconds. In complete silence, as she was wont to do. Groaning as she pulled at her own hair again, she took a step or two forward. She didn't have a choice, she told herself. If this was a novel, the plot wasn't going to advance with her just standing here on her own. Even if she didn't want to, she'd just have to bear it. Whatever it was in the distance, portal or not, she wasn't going to stand here forever.
"F-fine." She mumbled at last, walking right up to the scooter. Though, she stopped about a foot short. "B-but! You'd better n-not... Try anything...!" Again, she was staring at the poor young man accusingly, as if she really was that suspicious of him. "I-I'm... saving myself! For... M-marriage!"
Good luck with that one, Touko.
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