Far From Home {OPEN}

[flynn]

Flynn Rider was very far from home. And not entirely certain how he had gotten there, let alone where he was.

The last thing the scoundrel could remember was that he had been riding one of the palace war horses - one personally recommended by guard captain Maximus at that - on his mission to try to figure out what had been happening to the world he lived in....and then everything had gone black, and his memory was very hazy. Something obviously had happened to him, but he wasn't entirely certain what, though he guessed it must have had something to do with magic, because...well, quite frankly, now he was in quite a strange place.

His horse was gone, and Flynn found himself wandering around the streets of a city he had never seen before, full of people that were quite oddly dressed. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the entire town as the young man walked slowly, trying his best not to gawk at his surroundings. He raked his fingers back through his shaggy hair, letting it fall messily into his eyes as he stopped walking, pausing to lean against a wall and try to focus his mind. His thoughts still seemed a bit hazy and overwhelmed, and he was having trouble concentrating or even deciding what to do - probably a side effect of whatever had brought him to this place, he assumed.

Flynn let out a heavy sigh he didn't realize he had been holding in as he closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall behind him. Ever since he had left the castle he had felt far away from Rapunzel and wanted nothing more than to get back to her side, but he was determined to do something that he hoped would save their future first - and now he didn't even know where his journey had taken him, but he felt even further away than ever before.

"You need to focus, Flynn," he muttered aloud to himself, but couldn't find the motivation to even open his eyes. He had never felt so overwhelmed, having spent most of his life acting on whims and impulses, and now that he needed to be planning things out, he suddenly felt at a loss and vulnerable for one of the first times in his life.

And he didn't like it.

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Naminé decided to go for a walk. She was tired of the old mansion and had nothing else better to do. Sitting around waiting for something to happen was making her ants. She at least could go out and make some friends around town. Who knows what she would find.

The memory witch left the mansion and the woods that surrounded it behind. She made it to the whole in the wall and stepped out the moment the trolley passed by. She ran for the small train and jumped on the back of the caboose landing in a kneeling position. Lucky for her the train wasn’t that fast and easy for anyone to catch. She stood up and watched the eternal sunset at the train made its way through the town. The cool crisp air both smelled good and felt good as it wisped through her blond hair. After being in the blinding white room for so long it was nice to see life and all the colors the sunset brought.

Naminé jumped of the trolley and headed for the section where the shops were. She didn’t have much money but the vendors were always really nice. Most of them were old people who just wanted someone to talk to and listen to their life stories about when they were young. The young Nobody loved listening to them. Their lives seemed so simple back then. Before the worlds started discovering each other, before darkness tried to take over the light and vise a versa, back then there seemed to be less people that knew of the horrors that were going on. People lived completed oblivious to Keybladers, Heartless, Nobodies, and other creatures. A time when the worlds were separate.

Naminé head up to the ice cream stand. The lady that ran the shop greeted the Nobody as if she was regular guest. The girl in white said hello and smiled at the women asking how her day went. The two of them got in a long conversation about the day, guests, art, and general anything that they could think of. The visit ended with Naminé getting one free sea salt ice cream. She thanked the lady, waved goodbye, and headed down the road further happily eating her treat.

Naminé didn’t get very far when a muttering male’s voice reached her ears. Unfortunately she didn’t look up in time and slammed face first into the man’s chest. She could that her face was now cold, wet, and sticky form her ice cream. “I-I am so sorry.” She said pushing herself away from the man and trying to clean up his vest. “I-I wasn’t paying attention. Please forgive.” Naminé looked up at the man. “Oh it’s you Flynn Rider.” At that moment she quickly gasped and covered her mouth at calling the man by his name. Her mind had quickly connected the links that connected this man to Sora and she accidently revealed that she already knew his name without even thinking. The sea salt ice cream was now one the ground where it fell shortly after impacted.

[flynn]

Flynn was brought out of his own thoughts and mutterings when someone suddenly slammed physically into his body. His eyes opened immediately as he looked down in time to see a blonde girl in a white dress, clearly younger than him, as she stumbled backwards away from him. "Whoa there, you okay?" he immediately asked her, wondering if she had been just as lost in her thoughts as he had been - after all, he wasn't standing in the middle of the street or anything and she had still managed to walk right into him.

The rogue took a moment to look at her more fully, noting the ruined ice cream in her hand and the rest of it splattered across her face - was that his fault? It had probably been his body that had been the perpetrator, but it hadn't been intentional, so technically it was her fault, but he felt a quick pang of guilt all the same. However, he quickly pushed it away, a skill he had developed a long time ago when he had discovered that guilt was an inconvenient feeling, and was just about to offer to find her...something to clean her face up with when her words surprised him. A lot.

She said his name. This complete stranger in a weird world he didn't understand had said his name - his full name. In a rather familiar way. And now looked rather shocked about it, like she hadn't meant to. Well. That was interesting.

"Er, well, don't worry about it," Flynn tried to be casual, forgiving her for running into him, but he was having a hard time maintaining his usually cool composure thanks to that bombshell of an introduction. He rubbed the back of his neck a bit awkwardly, staring at her for a few seconds longer and trying to remember if he knew her from somewhere and just couldn't remember her or something, but he was pretty certain she was a stranger. He couldn't remember ever meeting anyone with a dress that short before - he was pretty sure he would have remembered that, young or not. It wasn't really normal clothing for what he was used to.

"I'm sorry, but, have we....met?" Flynn then asked her, moving his hand so it was now raking through his messy hair as he held her gaze. He needed to gain control of the situation again, so he took a deep breath to clear his mind, then continued in a more usual tone for him. "I mean, I may not remember you, and I am truly sorry for that, but I understand that I am pretty hard to forget." That was more like it - turning on the charm. He just hoped he could get some answers.

And then maybe do something about the ice cream situation.