One would think the best place to sit and mope in the Dream Sphere would be the Vale of Sorrow-- after all, it was in it's name, and the dreary weather suited the mood perfectly. However... it was because of said weather that Hanako pointedly avoided it, not wishing to add "being soaked to the bone" onto the list of things he wasn't happy about right now. (Not to mention the thunder and lightning... sure, he was a Dreamer, but it still freaked him out a bit!) It was just a little ironic for him to choose the literal graveyard as the spot to isolate and stew over things, given everything that had happened, but... it was quiet, and it was familiar, and that's all he really wanted at the moment.
He had found himself a spot on top of one of the larger monuments towards the back of the cavern, head propped on one knee and his other leg swinging idly over the edge as he mused over what might have went wrong. Was it bad teamwork? Bad luck? Or did he bite off more then he could chew becoming a Mentor this soon after graduating...?
Any headway he'd make in those thoughts swirling in his mind, however, are largely interrupted by a persistent cacophony coming from somewhere in the middle of the graveyard, the noise on the verge of giving him a headache. Just what was that? Someone fighting a Torment or some sort of Nightmare? He hadn't seen anyone in this particular cavern when he arrived, but he also wasn't paying much attention to who may have come in afterwards, either. Grumbling, he pushes himself off the monument, summoning his Sandglass knife as he does so, and floats on over towards the source of the noise. If there was a battle happening, it was his duty to back them up-- but if someone was just causing a racket for the hell of it, there were going to be words.
After about five or ten minutes of searching (MAN this place was huge!), the scene he comes across... it's sure something! A girl about his age, on her knees in front of one of the monuments, using her shield to... to...
His eyes nearly bulges out of his head at the sheer audacity on display before him, and he scrambles towards, raising his voice in order to be heard over the noise.
"Hey!! Hey girlie, what're you--?!"
But before he can get the words out in it's entirety, a few things happen in quick succession:
She hits something. The ground opens up. And all hell lets loose.
Hanako's not an Experienced Dreamer for nothing-- he's seen his fair share of Torment fights in the past year-- but the size and scope of this was far beyond anything he'd seen prior. He almost wants to gawk at it, because this girl quite literally dug her own grave with this, but... fortunately, his sense of duty was stronger than watching her get her just desserts. Zipping forward (thank goodness for Striker speed!), he snatches her up by the collar, practically dragging her away in mid-air as he attempts to get her to safety. He spares a glance behind him, to keep an eye on the advancing hoard, before shooting her an incredibly peevish look.
"Just what possessed you to think that was a good idea?!!!"
Unfortunately, rescuing this squirt and keeping her in tow had now put a rather large target upon Hanako's back, the mass of Torments changing course to charge after the two of them. Unless another Dreamer or two were lurking nearby, they were undeniably screwed.
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He had found himself a spot on top of one of the larger monuments towards the back of the cavern, head propped on one knee and his other leg swinging idly over the edge as he mused over what might have went wrong. Was it bad teamwork? Bad luck? Or did he bite off more then he could chew becoming a Mentor this soon after graduating...?
Any headway he'd make in those thoughts swirling in his mind, however, are largely interrupted by a persistent cacophony coming from somewhere in the middle of the graveyard, the noise on the verge of giving him a headache. Just what was that? Someone fighting a Torment or some sort of Nightmare? He hadn't seen anyone in this particular cavern when he arrived, but he also wasn't paying much attention to who may have come in afterwards, either. Grumbling, he pushes himself off the monument, summoning his Sandglass knife as he does so, and floats on over towards the source of the noise. If there was a battle happening, it was his duty to back them up-- but if someone was just causing a racket for the hell of it, there were going to be words.
After about five or ten minutes of searching (MAN this place was huge!), the scene he comes across... it's sure something! A girl about his age, on her knees in front of one of the monuments, using her shield to... to...
His eyes nearly bulges out of his head at the sheer audacity on display before him, and he scrambles towards, raising his voice in order to be heard over the noise.
"Hey!! Hey girlie, what're you--?!"
But before he can get the words out in it's entirety, a few things happen in quick succession:
She hits something.
The ground opens up.
And all hell lets loose.
Hanako's not an Experienced Dreamer for nothing-- he's seen his fair share of Torment fights in the past year-- but the size and scope of this was far beyond anything he'd seen prior. He almost wants to gawk at it, because this girl quite literally dug her own grave with this, but... fortunately, his sense of duty was stronger than watching her get her just desserts. Zipping forward (thank goodness for Striker speed!), he snatches her up by the collar, practically dragging her away in mid-air as he attempts to get her to safety. He spares a glance behind him, to keep an eye on the advancing hoard, before shooting her an incredibly peevish look.
"Just what possessed you to think that was a good idea?!!!"
Unfortunately, rescuing this squirt and keeping her in tow had now put a rather large target upon Hanako's back, the mass of Torments changing course to charge after the two of them. Unless another Dreamer or two were lurking nearby, they were undeniably screwed.