aterat | INTRO ~ FIRST MEMORY

Who; Naminé & OPEN
What; Wandering around the city.
Where; Around the city.
When; Late November
Warnings; N/A

It was all explained but it didn't feel like enough. A portal from her world to this world but why had it just been her? Riku had come to get her, he'd been there with her… reaching out to take her hand. The way he had to Sora many times throughout his memories.

Naminé clutched her palms to her chest, the blue bag she'd been given dangling against her stomach as she walked. She wasn't alone here but there was so much that she didn't understand or know. Who would answer her? What kind of world was this? It wasn't like Travers Town or Radiant Garden but it was similar in many ways. Was there magic here?

The questions were consistent and overwhelming and she didn't have an answer.

More of this world and her new life here was explained to her but she still felt awkward. She wandered through the city with no destination in mind. There was so much to see but her simple white dress wasn't warm enough as fall turned to winter. She stopped in the middle of the street and looked up at the sky.

"It's so blue." She shivered. "Cold..."

Her arms wrapped around her torso as she looked for a building that might provide her some warmth. She wasn't paying attention to where she was going, only that she wanted to warm up.

Bodies were so strange...

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Sam caught sight of the young woman and being the kind soul he is he takes off his worn jacket and approaches her. Hunching slightly to disguise his height. He knows he can startle people if he stands too tall. He smiles at her warmly. "Hi," he says quietly, "you look cold. I don't need this jacket I'm wearing...I was wondering if you would like it..so I don't have to throw it away."

It wasn't a outright offer, but a choice that way Sam hopes the woman won't feel like he's offering charity.

Naminé was used to being the shortest person in a room and while Sam was tall, it wasn't alarming. Though the fact that he was hunched over helped a bit.

She smiled back at him, her blue eyes warm and bright like the midday sky. "Hello. Oh... thank you. I wasn't expecting the cold." Nobody's didn't get cold. She took the jacket and tugged it over her shoulder, smiling as its warmth seeped into her limbs.

"Would you really have thrown it away?"

Sam smiles sheepishly. "You got me," he admits quietly, "but you needed it more than I did. I don't feel the cold the same way other people do." Sam has always assumed it was because he had spent most of his life living on the road...or maybe it was because of his time in hell. "You can keep it though," he says, "I'm sure I'll get another one soon."

Naminés fingers curl around the jacket as her smile widened. "Thank you. I am very grateful. I hadn't expected it to be so cold here. I wonder if it's always like this." This was her first world in a human form and it surprised her in ways that she hadn't expected.

"Is there some way I could return the favor?" She paused thoughtfully before glancing around them. "Maybe I could draw you something." She had to get the materials but it was something that she could do.

"I don't know much about this world myself," Sam admits, "I'm pretty new too and still learning my way around."

He smiles. "You're an artist," he asks, "I'd love to have a drawing from you."

Naminé bobbed her head in an enthusiastic nod. "Yes. I need to find something to draw with but there was a small bit of munny give to me." Or she thinks it's munny. "I should be able to buy what I need. I was going to anyway." She just needed to find where to buy art supplies.

"I just arrived too. I wanted to learn about this world. It isn't one I've seen before."

"This world is new to me too though the monsters in it aren't," he admits, "I had monsters back where I come from too."

"You are used to monsters?" Her head tilted curiously to the side, blonde hair spilling over her shoulders. "Like the Heartless or other monsters? I don't know how many kinds there can be."

Sam nodded and the nod almost seemed sad. "Other monsters, vampires, skinwalkers, demons. Things that want to hurt people in any way they can."

Her mouth tilted into a frown. "I'm sorry." She stepped up next to Sam, her fingers lacing nervously together in front of her stomach. It was nearly impossible to see her hands from within the sleeves of his jacket but the nervous gesture was obvious.

"It sounds difficult. Did you fight them? The monsters?"

Sam nodded. "My brother and I both did...do," he says, "our dad taught us how. There are lots of other people who do what we do."

"Oh? I don't know very much about family but I'm glad that you had someone watching out for you." She continued to smile up at Sam. "I know some people who fight monsters too. The key-bearers. I hope one day to be as strong as them."

"Key bearers," Sam asks, "what kind of keys do they use."

"The keyblade. It is a weapon that's born from the heart, meant to fight the darkness." It was a complicated process but a simple concept.

"Wow that sounds...interesting," Sam admits, "I've never heard of a weapon like that before and I've come across some pretty weird ones in my time."

"It is amazing. I have seen other weapons too but the keyblade is... it's something else." Not just the strength of the weapon but its radiance. Naminé couldn't help her awe.

"What weird weapons do you know of?"

"I've used a magical hammer, a knife called an angel blade, a magical gun that can kill anything," Sam replies quietly, "I also am trained in the use of magic."

"Really?" Her bright blue eyes managed to brighten with interest. "I can use magic too. I am a witch." Naminés head canted curiously to the side. "What sort of magic? Is it elemental or something else?"

Sam beams, it's rare he often gets to talk magic with people. The last person had been Rowena...and well thinking of her just hurt. "Magic from my world is based on nature mostly," he says, "we use a lot of herbs and plants in our working along with elements like angel grace and demon blood. Language is also important. We use many types. How about you what's your magic like?"

"I have seen some nature magic, including herbs but there are other types too. What I can do is a little different." She rested her hand over her heart and inhaled a deep breath. "I have a power over memories. I have done other things, I've reached out to people who are lost between worlds, but I'm not sure that I can do that now. Back then, things had been different."

She shook her head. "It's hard to explain."

INTRO ~ FIRST MEMORY

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