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driftfleet2015-10-20 10:06 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-20 10:06 am
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Sweet dreams are made of these...
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Hinata approaches the tornado picture and tries to inspect it further without touching, wondering how many people could have been hurt by something like that...
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Only to be replaced with the roar of a tornado.
The picture is moving, now, the tornado swirling as it moves towards the town. Rain pelts down against the scenery, the downpour adding to the sounds of the deadly storm.
There's a loud crash as the tornado launches a boat through the air, smashing it against the lighthouse in the foreground. A girl, soaked to the bone, makes her way past just as the top of the lighthouse crashes down behind her.
She snatches something up - paper? A newspaper, maybe? It's difficult to make out. Her voice can barely be heard over the tornado in the distance. "October eleventh? Is this... Friday?" Although hard to hear, it's one of the girls Hinata heard speaking about the snow. "That's only..." Her voice is muffled by the sounds of the storm.
She can only watch in horror as the tornado continues approaching the town. The tornado is huge - it is literally just as wide as the town itself. Soon, buildings are being ripped from the ground. "Oh no...!"
Another girl, dressed in black, approaches the first, putting a hand on her shoulder. And the picture stills, back to a shot of the tornado.
The sounds of the museum come rushing back. This is obviously no ordinary photo gallery - and the town doesn't look like it could have survived that storm, either.
And outside, the snow seems to have been replaced with an incoming storm.
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... The girl.
"Uh--h-hello?" You can do this, Hinata, it's important. He approaches her. "Excuse me.."
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She doesn't notice his approach, but when he speaks, she seems to jump a bit. "Whoa! Man, you totally snuck up on me."
...Her voice is definitely the same one from the photograph.
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He was about to apologize, but now he hears her voice. Hinata takes a moment to collect himself on that front before he goes back to being polite and bows.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! I was just wondering... how is that town okay if that tornado came through..?
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"You heard about the tornado? How?"