I'd like that! I um...don't actually speak Japanese so we might need to draw pictures to communicate though.
[And she really would. She'd explain why soon after but the idea of getting to see the world had been eating at her for years and years. She blushes red when Rika pats her head and looks grateful for the contact. Despite how paranoid she was sometimes physical contact when affectionate was always cherished.
Taking the time to look through Rika's collection Sandy listened and agreed sounding more pleased with each suggestion.]
New York was...wet. It rained a lot so I hardly ever was totally dry. And even when it wasn't raining there were always clouds. I didn't see proper sunshine or snowy winters until I was in another world.
People were as gloomy as the weather too. The city had split itself off from the rest of the United States out of fear and took away peoples rights. Strict curfew, even stricter police.
[Her voice is softer when she talks about her home world, not sad but...nostalgic.]
Dad used to tell me stories of old New York. Before everyone was afraid, there were heroes. People with amazing powers that would fight to protect the weak. Good and evil doing battle in the streets and every day there was hope that things could get better.
But my New York didn't have any of that. And believe it or not? It was still better then the world I got pulled to.
[ She took a deep breath and let it out not realizing how tight she'd been gripping the box she'd been holding. She set it down slowly and hoped Rika wouldn't notice the wrinkles in the cardboard where her fingers had almost torn through.]
Things are better here...there are Nightmares to fight yes but...we have powers to fight them. And we can work together and don't have to hide who we are or who we were. Here I can go to school...work sometimes and I don't have to feel like I'm always being watched or like someone could take everything away from me for no reason.
[But the nightmares...well she couldn't escape those no matter how many worlds she moved to it seemed.]
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[And she really would. She'd explain why soon after but the idea of getting to see the world had been eating at her for years and years. She blushes red when Rika pats her head and looks grateful for the contact. Despite how paranoid she was sometimes physical contact when affectionate was always cherished.
Taking the time to look through Rika's collection Sandy listened and agreed sounding more pleased with each suggestion.]
New York was...wet. It rained a lot so I hardly ever was totally dry. And even when it wasn't raining there were always clouds. I didn't see proper sunshine or snowy winters until I was in another world.
People were as gloomy as the weather too. The city had split itself off from the rest of the United States out of fear and took away peoples rights. Strict curfew, even stricter police.
[Her voice is softer when she talks about her home world, not sad but...nostalgic.]
Dad used to tell me stories of old New York. Before everyone was afraid, there were heroes. People with amazing powers that would fight to protect the weak. Good and evil doing battle in the streets and every day there was hope that things could get better.
But my New York didn't have any of that. And believe it or not? It was still better then the world I got pulled to.
[ She took a deep breath and let it out not realizing how tight she'd been gripping the box she'd been holding. She set it down slowly and hoped Rika wouldn't notice the wrinkles in the cardboard where her fingers had almost torn through.]
Things are better here...there are Nightmares to fight yes but...we have powers to fight them. And we can work together and don't have to hide who we are or who we were. Here I can go to school...work sometimes and I don't have to feel like I'm always being watched or like someone could take everything away from me for no reason.
[But the nightmares...well she couldn't escape those no matter how many worlds she moved to it seemed.]