1st Dream

[brokenpiece]

[ There's silence when the feed starts. There's a woman, blond hair, grey eyes looking at the orb for a moment. She looks really tired, as if she were struggling to keep herself standing in her place to not fall. ]

Ah... It seems that.. I... arrived here for some... reason. [ She shifts her eyes to some books that can be seen in the background. ] I don't... know if this is... real or not. But...

[ Those pauses don't seem to stop and she's clearly bothered by it. ] I'll... help here. I hope... I can fill the expectations... of this. My name is.. A-angela...

[ She stops before saying anything else, passing out from the mental stress. Best way to introduce yourself.

Angela can be found passing out in different places today, while she was trying to get a better grasp of the whole city by herself alone. Silly, weak girl. Someday she will learn... ]

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[noblehealer]

[Okay someone passing out what not good, not good at all. Have a worried looking Estelle, who has the need to stop thinking about going to the thorns tomorrow and focus on finding and helping this passed up person who as she recalls was called Angela.... that was a pretty name.]

Don't worry, I'll come help you. Just give me a moment,

[brokenpiece]

[ Oh, she didn't know this person, but she was grateful for the help. ]

Ah.. Thank you... You don't really... need to.. bother...

[noblehealer]

But you need help. it wouldn't be very nice of me to see this and not do anything now would it?

[brokenpiece]

I suppose... I wouldn't.. know about... that.

[ because what it's kindness--- ]

[noblehealer]

You wouldn't know?

[That's kind of sad. Oh well Estelle will glad help and show you.]

I'm nearly there now.

[brokenpiece]

.. It's a.. long story.

[ Oh, my. ]

Ah... Thank you.

[noblehealer]

[It wasn't long until Estelle finally made it, making sure that her orb was nicely hidden away.]

I'm here, please tell me what the problem was so I can heal you.

[brokenpiece]

It's not... something that can.. be easily healed...

[ But she did came to her, taken her by surprise. ]

What's.. your name?

[noblehealer]

My name's Estellise, but my friends call me Estelle.

[Although she had to wonder just what couldn't be healed, but she knew she shouldn't pry too much.]

Are you sure it can't be healed, I can still try.