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[simplepast]

TÊTE-À-TÊTE.

YOUR PARIS NETWORK.

Does anyone else ever think back on the sunniest, happiest days of their childhood when they arrive in a new place and it looks like this?



Or is that just me? I don't know, maybe I'm hoping it's just me.

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[paris je t'aime]

[deepreflection]

[The flight from Japan to Paris hadn't changed too much. Though it is nice to land on a more quiet night at the famous airport. Michiru delicately steps off from first class and deplanes. Her suitcases should arrive at the hotel right when she gets there. However, it's been a long flight and she savors simply being on the ground for a few moments more. A delicate hand reaches up to adjust the turquoise mask that covers her nose and mouth and pushes her aqua colored locks behind her ear.

Yes, a long soak in the tub would ease a lot of her tension from the long flight. She takes a taxi to the hotel she's staying at for the duration of her concert in the city and asks to stop at a cafe that seems to be open all night. She pays the cab driver and walks in to the warm smell of pastries. First, a snack. Then, she'll go on for the long soak in the tub.]

[let it snow let it snow]

[ladenga]

Elsa almost, almost, feels like she's home when she feels the crunch of snow beneath her. She clenches her fists and tries to breathe slowly, just like how Anna coached her. And yet...and yet it still snows. She isn't afraid, well, she is as she hadn't seen Anna since she opened her eyes and didn't recognize the city that she's in. It's certainly a city with structures that look familiar. Yet people were...different.

There were also loud beasts that glided along the roads.

She walks along the sidewalk, trying to convince herself that the snow is not her doing. It's simply a normal weather phenomenon for other people.

Still, the blonde looks around to try to get her bearings - how could she reach Anna? Everything...everything felt like a blur before she arrived in this place.

[even matthew's caws cannot break paris' spell]

[kingofdreams]

He stands on a dimly lit street corner, observing the quiet hours of the darkest point. He can feel his powers returning to him, slowly. Paris had been an interesting place to witness mortal dreams. He knows he should be back with Lucienne and rebuild his kingdom. Especially after all that had happened.

And yet, he couldn't tear himself from this spot, this moment. Standing and feeling every dreamer that goes into his realm. He'd had his doubts before but now...now, he sees that they needed humans as much as humans needed them. A debate he's willing to bring up to his sister. Or Hob when they meet for their centennial talk.

For now, he can enjoy the silence of Paris' snow.