This Place is not Safe [Forward Dated to October 30th]

[of-france.livejournal.com]

Who: newfrance, of_france, broken_tool, usedfoxhost*, originofawesome
Where: Cherrygrove City → Route 30 → Route 31 → Violet City
When: October 30 after lunch
Summary: "We're leaving. Now."
Rating: PG; rating may go up to PG-13
Log:

The music hadn't let him sleep the night before. France had lain awake, twitchy and uncertain, unable to calm himself enough to slip even into a light doze. Now, as the sun (was there a sun in Hell?) had risen, he could see the people, the town, the buildings had... changed.

Blocky.

Pixelated.

Wrong.

He had gone to the Mart to pick up food and drink, but it had been in the same condition, and, when he opened his bag, it had been full of mysterious candies that were completely uniform. And something was wrong with Marianne. She had returned to her Pokeball--something that had not happened since he first let her out when he arrived--and would not reappear.

Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong -

The Pokemon Center was the same 2D appearance as earlier when France returned. Glancing around, France reached down and picked up Canada before nodding towards the door.

"We're leaving. Now."



[OOC: Due to hiatus, Naruto-mun has given Haku-mun permission to god-mod Naruto.]

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[of-france.livejournal.com]

France walks as quickly as possible without jostling Canada too much. It's been a while since he's carried this many objects of significant weight at the same time for necessity rather than training; for once, France is glad that he remained on reserve duty for the army even after the Algerian War.

"I'm certain that they are alright; it must be this atmosphere that has frightened them into hiding," he murmurs, kissing the crown of Canada's head and trying his best to look reassuring; "Marianne does not want to come out either."

He refrains from mentioning the possibility that this might be Hell's true face and that the short time before this was just to lull them all into a false sense of security. Shivering slightly, France continues on, occasionally glancing around to make sure that they haven't lost anyone to the pits of despair.

[originofawesome]

"Maybe in the next city." Prussia didn't really believe that, but only said it in hopes of reassuring Haku. He had a feeling the eerie music would continue, no matter where they were.

He kept turning Gilbird's Pokeball over and over, unable to stop worrying about his partner as they traveled through the pixelated landscape. It was good that they had passed through Route 30 and were now on 31, but-

Wait.

It should take them more than two hours to finish the route. It was physically impossible according to the map.

"The hell. It's impossible for us to be on Route 31 already."

[broken-tool.livejournal.com]

It was a thin hope, certainly, but it was one he was hoping would work out. Except for the fact that leaving the city didn't change the music but it just continued its loop and slowly was beginning to work his nerves. Not much could really do that, but this music was certainly becoming one of those few little things.

Two hours. Just two hours. He remembered the route between Cherrygrove and Violet taking him about a week or two, not two hours.

"That is because it is physically impossible, the last time I took this route, I was nearly on it for two weeks. The map must be wrong or someone moved the signs." Because, really, he wasn't about to believe it was something else entirely. Just an innocent fluke, right?

[newfrance.livejournal.com]

Canada looks contemplative for a moment before he nods. "Y-yeah... Th-that makes sense! They're just hiding from the scary music..." He snuggles further into the safety of France's arms, comforted by the familiar warmth. If he kept his face hidden, he didn't have to look at the bizarre landscape, although there really was no escaping the music.

Canada still hasn't really come to terms with France's opinion that they're in hell- his conviction that Sedna is a nature spirit really helps in that regard.

He doesn't stop hiding his face until the party recognizes how long they've been walking and how very far they've managed to come.

"Eh? W-we're on the next road already?"

[of-france.livejournal.com]

France glanced around before closing his eyes and breathing in deep. He was starting to feel like his mind was breaking from his body. It was not a wholly unfamiliar sensation, although he did tend to...

"What do you mean we..." France trailed off, looking back at the sign as they passed it. "No. Oh..."

He stopped for a moment, closing his eyes and breathing in deep.

You are fourteen in body, and there are voices. The child-king is awake and listening with you at the door. He doesn't exclaim; he doesn't twitch. He holds your hand.

France opened his eyes and continued on ahead. "Don't ask questions. Just keep going."

[originofawesome]

Prussia turned sharply to Haku.

"So there's a possibility we don't even know where we are?" He cursed under his breathe in German. Although Haku had already traveled this particular path, it was unlikely the ninja would recognize the area, given the new change in scenery.

Prussia nodded and followed France. There was no time to panic or question anything.