Source: Epic Mountain Music — Song: Time
The bond between them could hardly be considered serious or full of depth—the one between her and the man with the nice smile—considering it was not even that long ago since the two met. The initial rendezvous they'd shared was short-lived and utterly lacking in terms of substance. They'd hardly spoken with each other, or spent much time on that bench she found him on, but they did
share a moment. That was all it needed for them to click, and the chemistry to develop... No, it never quite turned into anything solid, like the thing called 'romance,' but the two became incredibly close.
Something worth fighting for...
From any angle, the woman appeared as a ghost, drained of life. Even without her actions suggesting so, one close-up glance would reveal this. She looked like she would topple over at the slightest gust of air... but Naomi, even at her weakest, could easily defy that expectation. It would only be realized when she was touched—the fiery-spirited woman threw herself against the Miyake both in an attempt to console, and to stop her in her tracks. The slimy sounds of mud became apparent as Naomi was embraced, now tarnishing the both of them with unsightly browns; and the disparate difference between their body temperatures, too.
The realization? As Kimitsuki tried to resist Naomi's forward march, she would realize there was no stopping her on her own power. Her body pushed against the frail body, but the feeling she experienced was more akin to trying to rebel against the orbit of the Earth... and these were not the shoulders capable of bearing the weight of the world. The red-headed woman was pushed back with ease, as her feet dug troughs into the soft dirt she planted them in. Her effort would bear no fruits.
Yet it was the mere contact of another's that woke Naomi from her stupor... that unmistakable warmth being transferred through touch. Her eyes fluttered open weakly, revealing those gleaming green hues of hers again. She stopped moving, now just putting her weight against the smaller girl in front of her. But it was not the girl that captured her attention... but rather the impossible doorway in front of her. Contrast from the natural landscape surrounding her was the familiar layout of her own living room; she'd never forget it. It didn't make sense for her to be seeing this, but a lot of things weren't making sense to her now. Naomi was like a naive child, seeing what it was she desired before her and taking it. She was mere inches from home, sweet home!
As if Kimitsuki was but a figment of her imagination, Naomi forged straight through her, dragging her along behind her now if she was so stubborn to desperately cling onto her. The Miyake's exhausted expression slowly brightened and became slightly more animated as she moved forward, reaching wistfully for the portal. She would stumble through, dropping small packets of mud onto a formerly clean rug floor. She entered into the centermost point of a modest room, complete with a sofa, television set, coffee table, fireplace, and unlit lamp. There was no one in the immediate area, but surely they would be in the kitchen, eating food, with one seat left over for her...
She closed her eyes and reached out with her sense of hearing, acquiring a three-dimensional image of the entire house with her abnormal sense of hearing. She'd shaken off the exhaustion that ailed her just for this purpose, to find her loved ones... The kitchen, the lobby, the game room, upstairs in all the bedrooms... desperately she searched every single corner of the two-story home for any sign of them, becoming more and more confused the longer she stood there in that spot... the others likely couldn't even tell what was taking place. Naomi was just standing there with her back to the portal, a dire expression on her face."But... where aaaaaare theeeeeeeeey...?"
she finally mumbled after a long, long time. She scavenged through her brain for an answer; a memory, or anything that could explain away why things were not what they normally were. Yet, there was no figuring it out on her own power. She turned around with closed eyes, listening to instead of seeing the presence of the two... or three others that seemed to be nearby. The portal was muddling her ability to sense them, but she knew at the least that the sounds were coming from behind her, and so she faced that direction. In a voice both unsure and scared, she asked:"What is happeniiiiiing...?"