Chapter 1 - A New Face

[runawayprincess]

[ The camera is floating along, recording seemingly nothing. the hallway is empty. But then, it gently swings around the corner. Aha. There's a new face. Or, rather, a new back -- long dark hair tied at the bottom, legs in marigold, with little red ankle-high boots. Click, click, click, are her heels as she walks slolwy down the hall, until she comes to the end. She looks left, looks right, gloved fingers reaching up toward her lips in a thoguhtful pose. Then, she turns over her shoulder. Ah, now there's her face. Her gaze lifts to the floating little camera.]

It's a bit unnerving, with you following me like that you know. [yes, she's talking to the camera] I don't suppose you can tell me which way to go? [and the camera swings back and forth, as if shaking it's head 'no'. The girl frowns, and turns back to her dilema. Left.. or Right?]

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[runawayprincess]

[she averts her gaze. When did she become so bashful? She looks down at their hands... How her hand just fits so nicely in his.]

Are we really stuck here?

[icanhastail]

...Yeah, we kind of are. We don't know how to get home yet - but hey, if we've gotta be stuck somewhere, this is a pretty great place to be stuck! A lot better than where we came from- I mean 'we' as in 'me and Squall,' not 'me and you.' It really is a long story.

[You know, Zidane, you're supposed to be smooth. This? Is not smooth.]

[runawayprincess]

Well, it sounds like we've got plenty of time, at least. [whether or not she thinks that's a GOOD thing, is questionable]