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song drabbles part three: dani's request
Third verse, same as the first. This too ballooned into something strange and interesting.
#444; Carona finds a way to jump dimensions to Karakura Town/Soul Society (whichever makes more sense or is more convenient). Nanao, what do?
{This assumes a post-route scenario where everyone goes home.}
The Call, by Regina Spektor.
It had been a normal day, just another brilliant early spring morning, when the sky rippled and distorted. Alarms were sounded and battle positions: after what happened with Aizen, no one was going to take any chances. Nanao, as Lieutenant of the Eighth Division, took up her own position, shielding her eyes from the morning sun, peering up at the sky. She’d almost forgotten about Johto (at least while she was awake), but when the sky opened wide enough to let through a very familiar figure with a very familiar head of green hair, she broke ranks, and hugged her daughter.
#678; Yue from the Avatar: The Last Airbender soundtrack. N/A on youtube
You could practically feel the shocked reactions below, but Nanao didn’t care. She just held onto Marona as tight as she could, and tried to hold back tears. Despite being separated by time, space, and probably a dozen different dimension, one of her family had found their way to her.
“I missed you, I missed you so much, and I never stopped looking.” Marona just smiled.
#73; Main Theme of Final Fantasy IV (Piano Version). Final Fantasy IV OST.
“I missed you too.” Nanao drew back and smiled, brushing a lock of hair away from her daughter’s eyes. Not bound by blood, nor by loyalty, they had simply come together, like planets revolving around the sun. Slowly but surely, things had fallen into place, and it had seemed like the most natural thing in the world. The Shinigami, the Homunculus, the dimension jumper, and others besides - once called monsters, now they found peace and comfort and strength in each other’s presence. The world which had ripped them from their former lives had given them something better. Until it ended.
#62; Defying Gravity - Glee. Chris Colfer Version, for the curious.
She’d cried at night, hiding her noises in a pillow, before getting up the next morning and trying to continue on with life as she knew it, but it wasn’t bloody easy. She was grateful (for once!) for her Captain’s habit of ignoring his paperwork, as it gave her something to do mindlessly as she tried to sort out her life - lives, really. She’d looked through every kidou tome, but hadn’t had a chance to use them. And, it turned out, hadn’t needed to use them.
#31; Crystamanthequins, Homestuck Album Volume 5
But, family or not, Marona had still technically invaded Seireitei - no matter that she was a living soul (even though that was highly abnormal, this was the realm of the dead), she’d still entered one of the most guarded areas in any of the threefold worlds as easily as opening a door, and that kind of power was most definitely not welcome in Seireitei. Below them, Nanao could feel the beginning tingles of energy as those proficient in the demon arts began chants to capture them.
#89; Versus, Homestuck Volume 5
She had one chance. One choice. Run, and abandon the home she’d known for over a century, or stay, and give her daughter up. The single hardest choice she’d ever had to make, and she had five seconds in which to make it. Her eyes hardened, and her arms went back around Marona, and she fled, shoving as much power into her shunpou as she dared.
#622; Below The Ocean - The Spirit of Atlantis, David Arkenstone.
Marona gasped - and she couldn’t blame her. The sensation of flash step was a bizarre one, but over time, one got used to it. You just had to remember to breathe in before you stepped, otherwise every last trace of air would be sucked out of you by the sheer speed you moved. Behind her, she could sense the kidou that had been meant for her dissipating as the shockwave from an uncharacteristically messy shunpou hit them. She was taking the biggest risk of her life, abandoning everything she’d helped to rebuild for a child that wasn’t even hers - if the truth ever came out, people would shake their heads and ask “why?”. And if they had to ask, they’d never understand.
She flashed back into being, breathed in, and stepped again, making for the southern gate. If she could just get outside the gates, she had a fighting chance to escape. She didn’t have the power to open a World Gate under the dome of Seireitei, but there was no such protection over the Rukongai as yet. Step out, breathe in, step again. They were almost on her heels.
#444; Carona finds a way to jump dimensions to Karakura Town/Soul Society (whichever makes more sense or is more convenient). Nanao, what do?
{This assumes a post-route scenario where everyone goes home.}
The Call, by Regina Spektor.
It had been a normal day, just another brilliant early spring morning, when the sky rippled and distorted. Alarms were sounded and battle positions: after what happened with Aizen, no one was going to take any chances. Nanao, as Lieutenant of the Eighth Division, took up her own position, shielding her eyes from the morning sun, peering up at the sky. She’d almost forgotten about Johto (at least while she was awake), but when the sky opened wide enough to let through a very familiar figure with a very familiar head of green hair, she broke ranks, and hugged her daughter.
#678; Yue from the Avatar: The Last Airbender soundtrack. N/A on youtube
You could practically feel the shocked reactions below, but Nanao didn’t care. She just held onto Marona as tight as she could, and tried to hold back tears. Despite being separated by time, space, and probably a dozen different dimension, one of her family had found their way to her.
“I missed you, I missed you so much, and I never stopped looking.” Marona just smiled.
#73; Main Theme of Final Fantasy IV (Piano Version). Final Fantasy IV OST.
“I missed you too.” Nanao drew back and smiled, brushing a lock of hair away from her daughter’s eyes. Not bound by blood, nor by loyalty, they had simply come together, like planets revolving around the sun. Slowly but surely, things had fallen into place, and it had seemed like the most natural thing in the world. The Shinigami, the Homunculus, the dimension jumper, and others besides - once called monsters, now they found peace and comfort and strength in each other’s presence. The world which had ripped them from their former lives had given them something better. Until it ended.
#62; Defying Gravity - Glee. Chris Colfer Version, for the curious.
She’d cried at night, hiding her noises in a pillow, before getting up the next morning and trying to continue on with life as she knew it, but it wasn’t bloody easy. She was grateful (for once!) for her Captain’s habit of ignoring his paperwork, as it gave her something to do mindlessly as she tried to sort out her life - lives, really. She’d looked through every kidou tome, but hadn’t had a chance to use them. And, it turned out, hadn’t needed to use them.
#31; Crystamanthequins, Homestuck Album Volume 5
But, family or not, Marona had still technically invaded Seireitei - no matter that she was a living soul (even though that was highly abnormal, this was the realm of the dead), she’d still entered one of the most guarded areas in any of the threefold worlds as easily as opening a door, and that kind of power was most definitely not welcome in Seireitei. Below them, Nanao could feel the beginning tingles of energy as those proficient in the demon arts began chants to capture them.
#89; Versus, Homestuck Volume 5
She had one chance. One choice. Run, and abandon the home she’d known for over a century, or stay, and give her daughter up. The single hardest choice she’d ever had to make, and she had five seconds in which to make it. Her eyes hardened, and her arms went back around Marona, and she fled, shoving as much power into her shunpou as she dared.
#622; Below The Ocean - The Spirit of Atlantis, David Arkenstone.
Marona gasped - and she couldn’t blame her. The sensation of flash step was a bizarre one, but over time, one got used to it. You just had to remember to breathe in before you stepped, otherwise every last trace of air would be sucked out of you by the sheer speed you moved. Behind her, she could sense the kidou that had been meant for her dissipating as the shockwave from an uncharacteristically messy shunpou hit them. She was taking the biggest risk of her life, abandoning everything she’d helped to rebuild for a child that wasn’t even hers - if the truth ever came out, people would shake their heads and ask “why?”. And if they had to ask, they’d never understand.
She flashed back into being, breathed in, and stepped again, making for the southern gate. If she could just get outside the gates, she had a fighting chance to escape. She didn’t have the power to open a World Gate under the dome of Seireitei, but there was no such protection over the Rukongai as yet. Step out, breathe in, step again. They were almost on her heels.