[ at least they had been warned this time, before being dragged off to a new world. alisaie isn't sure she is quite ready for it, after the exhausting, heartbreaking events of akvos - but if she is not ready now, she will surely never be ready. there is no better way to move past something than to move forward, sometimes quite literally. and so, on they march.

she's growing used to that strange feeling of awakening somewhere that is very much not home, and this is no different. the feeling of transport is disconcerting, the fog even moreso, but she remains calm when her eyes first flicker open to a hazy nothingness. this must be.. the new world.

the capsule hisses open, and alisaie lifts a hand to rub at her aching eyes with both hands, preparing to sit up when - when that sound cuts through the air, the alarm keening sharp and high in a way that pierces her sensitive ears like little knives. crying out, she sits up so suddenly that were she any taller she would surely have cracked her skull on the bunk above her own, and clasping her hands hard over her ears she struggles to shout above the din. ]

What in seven hells is that?

[ talk about waking up on the wrong side of the bed.. ]

[ the door has a more powerful impact on her than she might have suspected, but then, hers is a soft heart that is sometimes easy to influence, and she could not have expected how it would draw her in.

maybe she was alone at the time and you are here as well, or maybe she was traveling with you when she was suddenly drawn away - but nevertheless she is now here, before that black hole of a window, pulled inexorably toward.. something. ]

Is it you..?

[ she whispers, bewildered and confused, her voice warm and fond and sad - but on the same hand there is a chill that runs down her spine like an icy finger, bringing with it a sense of wrongness that clutches at her gut and squeezes. it feels like the floor is dropping out beneath her, that strange, uncomfortable stomach lurching sensation that comes along with falling from a great height washing over her in a wave. something is.. something is very wrong, even if she cannot tell what or why, and the silence is so thorough as to be eerily deafening, so absolute that the sound of the flickering lights is as loud as wood popping in a fire. the breath is pulled from her lungs, and all at once she lurches back from the door, horrified and reeling, perhaps right into you, if you are standing close enough. ]

[ alisaie has looked upon a great many sights in her short lifetime, she has traveled all over eorzea's vast face, and even here, amidst the circle, to many different worlds - but she has never seen something quite so breathtaking as this.

the window in the mess hall feels less like a viewport and more like a portal into another world, the starscape before her so wide and vast that she's sure it will swallow her whole. ]

This is..

[ she has not the poet's soul to properly wrap her thoughts in words, to sum up the terrific, intimidating beauty of the cosmos laid out ahead of her, the arms of the galaxy flung milky and wide, the innumerable stars peppering the velvety black space between - eorzea has some incredible views, but they are framed by the land. this is all around her, encompassing. lifting her hands to the glass, she falls silent, her thoughts trailing away. ]

[ never let it be said that alisaie is a delicate girl..

should you find yourself at a far off door set a bit further away from the others, you might find there not a person, but a very large.. goat? with a red ribbon tied right at the top of its head??

with a great snort, the goat paws its hooves against the hard floor, then charges hard and fast, head down, quite literally ramming the door with its strong horns. yikes, that hurt.. i mean, not nearly so bad as it would were she not a goat, but still, a good clock! nevertheless, she shakes her head to clear it, and backs up to ready for another charge. she put a small dent in it, at least! that's progress..! ]

[ not feeling the above prompts? tweak them to your liking, or toss something completely new at me! alisaie can be anywhere at anytime, really. my plotting comment can be found here if you need it, or you can contact me on plurk (owlcoholic) or on discord (baby shark#4848)! ]