Thousands of years into the past

Night That Never Felt so Comfortable

Amelia sits in an unknown bed. Her body that is covered in bandage. Everywhere is white and had some strange equipment. There, beside her, sits a bowl of water. Like some kind of pure water, clearer than any other. Was it purified? Amelia questions herself in a thought.

A woman walks in, grabbing the Detective's Attention. A beauty that seemingly mocks the girl's face, walking gracefully towards her way. By her Action, Amelia tensed and has her guard all up. The woman merely giggles at the girl's reaction, covering her lips with the tip of her fingers.

"Oh dear, you have not need for guard to be up, the great and powerful princess has brought you here,"

the woman stops for a moment and adds a sentence in a mutter as she stares at Amelia half-heartedly.

"But I wonder why.."

Amelia looks away, avoiding eye contact with the lady. It's a no wonder why she would question, she's not like them after all. An outsider who traveled through time and space with the mission of getting close with the princess of the atlantis. At least, that's what she hopes to do. but she also questions the princess's action. Why would she bring her here instead of sending her back to her room? this confuses Amelia. Has she perhaps made her swoon? No, no, Amelia Watson, that's too soon. Stop thinking like that.

"i will be taking my leave now, may you rest well."

The lady bows down in a very graceful way that makes the detective sway. Atlanteans are seriously gonna be the one who'll bring the end of me. Amelia thought, sighing Before slumping her head back to the bed. although, not very comfortable, she's too tired to even argue. with the sleepiness surging in, the tired detective falls back asleep.

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Gura stands outside a garden. Just like before, she stands in front a statue, gaze full of respect. A huge sigh lets itself out of her throat, clenching her hands into a fist, nails that digs in to her rough skin. She doesn't know why she feels this way. anger and irritation, something that's scratching her up under her skin.

"oh father, what is this feeling? i know this but somehow, this feels.. so different."

Gura once again let out a huge sigh. She's confused of herself. The feeling of ravaging someone but also protecting someone, she doesn't know why she feels both at the same time. She breathes. Inhaling deeply, and exhaling calmly.

You are calm. I am calm. I cannot be distracted. I must stay composed. She said in thought, as she slowly regains her sense of control towards her emotions. She heaved a sigh.

"I've done nothing but sigh all day, it is a must to have some rest."

Gura glances at the Statue one more time before leaving her place, emptying the lonely garden and it's statue.

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Amelia sighed heavily as she walks through the hallway. The tapping of her sandals clicks, a quiet detour to her room which she's glad of. The detective started to Stretch  her arms, checking for anymore pain that she might be feeling.

Man, my body seriously still hurts. Amelia said in her thought, making those small noises of grunts, swallowing her own voice.

Clink Clank.

The Sound of jewelry dancing is heard through the empty hallway. Something she does not want to expect.

Snow-white hair that sways like the waves, steps heavier than stones, an expression that's so much colder than the ice. It's something scary. Someone that's very frightening.