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Out of the Walls

WHO: Bruno & You!
WHERE: Various locations around Temba
WHAT: Bruno arrived in the city, is certainly NOT dressed for the weather... and lost.
WHEN: First week of February
NOTES: I will start with prose, but will match format, of course
WARNINGS: Beware of Hernando and Jorge.

Hotel

He can see the entire city from his chosen room up on the tenth floor. At least it feels like that. Sort of. But also not really. There are other buildings around that are just as tall, even taller than this so-called hotel. A dull, uninviting place that seems to only exist to store people in it. Bruno doesn't like it. But he also is scared to head back out. Out of his room, out into the cold, out where he might encounter other people.

Unfortunately he has not thought about bringing food with him. Or even water. And he has been getting hungry a while ago now.

It takes him another three hours before he finally rings himself to leave his room and cautiously sneak back down the stairs, hoping to avoid meeting anyone else. He remembers that place with the kitchen and the fire in the walls. Maybe if he's lucky, he can find some food there. At least he knows he can get some salt there...

He makes it all the way into the lobby without incident and casts a quick look around to make sure no one is around. Exhaling in relief, Bruno makes for the door, caution temporarily forgotten as he pulls it open only to run head-first into a person about to head into the hotel, sending Bruno stumbling back and flailing to try and raise his hands. "Oh no no no! I'm sorry. I'm sorry!"

Greenhouse

It has been a short sprint over the plaza and through the (still) cold snow before Bruno can duck into the greenhouse and breath a sigh of relief at the sight of living and blooming plants. He had seen the structure from up in his room and has been left curious. Now he just hopes no one catches him sneaking inside.

The building itself already leaves Bruno puzzled. Translucent but not made of glass. Not that a building made of glass would have been any less reason to wonder. Inside it's warm and he pauses to take in the sight and scents of flowers and plants he doesn't recognize either. Though he doesn't step in too far right away, rather sticking to the nearest bushes and making an effort to slip behind a tree, giving its trunk a gentle knock for good luck's sake.

Maybe not gentle enough, however, as the knock obviously is enough to dislodge one of the purple fruits above, causing it to fall and, naturally, hit Bruno right on the head with an audible thunk immediately followed by a quick "Ouch!" that is much louder than Bruno has anticipated it to be.

Hangar

Thin sandals remain notably unsuited footwear for all the snow still covering Temba. Snow that is still pink and cold and yet little prevents Bruno from walking through it regardless, muttering to himself about freezing his toes off. He isn't even sure what he is looking for. A way out? A path back home?

Maybe. But regardless how far he wanders, he doesn't really seem to be getting anywhere. At some point he seems to be away from most buildings, leaving him wandering without protection from the cold winds and regretful of his decision as he pulls his green ruana tighter around his form, hood pulled low over his head.

Spotting the tall, secluded building feels like a blessing and Bruno makes his way over as quickly as possible, only to pause at the large door, considering to knock. He doesn't knock, instead hopes no one notices him slipping inside and to quickly locate some cover. Though it quickly becomes apparent that he needn't have worried about cover as the large building appears empty. Aside from the massive-

"Wha- What are these?" Bruno wonders aloud, eyes wide as he takes in the small fleet of space ships. Unsure what to make of them and whether or not they may be dangerous, Bruno backs away towards the closest wall, literally bumping into the hovering data point minding its own business. Bruno shrieks and leaps away from the glowing orb at the sudden knowledge being dumped into his head so similar to his visions and yet also so unlike them.

He stares at the data point for another moment, then back towards the ships, mouth hanging open in recognition. "I... I know what you are now..." Bruno remarks towards no one in particular. Though if anyone happens to be around the ships after all, they sure may have heard his shriek.

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"Right." Terra replied with a nod. "This is another world, and no one is from here, I've heard that too." It was really strange to think as to why they were here other than being watched for whatever unknown reason.

He'd heard they were here to save the world which wasn't outside of his usual scope of work. But the problem was that he wasn't sure how to help. There were no heartless, and no unversed. So that left him in a quandry about how he could help these Agrii or whatever they were called.

Looking at Bruno now he had to think a moment. "Well my world was called the Land of Departure. There was a huge castle that we lived in, my family and I. And we learned how to fight and help other people. And that's what I'm told we're all here to do, is to save this world." Terra paused and looked at Bruno. "Have you been told that part?"

While Terra speaks, Bruno finds a a small crate near one of the ships to sit on. He has never met someone that used to live in a castle. Though neither has he ever seen an actual castle. But living in one with your family and learning how to fight and help people sounds exciting.

Or... well. Maybe the fighting part not so much. That's not something Bruno would enjoy... The helping people part, however...

Okay. That's pretty much what his family is doing as well, isn't it? Maybe not in an actual castle, but... Casita may be close enough.

Terra's question catches Bruno off-guard and he blinks stupidly for a moment. "Uh..." He shakes his head quickly before scratching the back of his neck somewhat nervously. "I mean... Sort of? I just- I wouldn't know how to- Y'know... I don't- I can't--" His entire posture drops in on itself with a weak shrug. "I feel like they got the wrong person. I don't know how to save anyone."

He noticed the man sitting down on a crate which was completely fine. Being new here was exhausting, even for someone such as himself who was used to travelling between worlds and never knowing what the entire situation was. But then again that was all part and parcel of his duty as a keyblade wielder, to try and not reveal much about himself all the while taking care of the Unversed, or Heartless.

But something in the other's posture and blinking had Terra wondering if he should've not mentioned the saving this world part. "It's okay." he said after a moment. "Not everyone should try and just do things they're good at, even if it's making good food or just keeping people company."

Just like Bruno was doing with Terra right now.

Bruno feels like he is facing a whole bunch of new expectations being set down in front of him. Even back home he has struggled to figure out how to be helpful to his town and family. Sure, he has had his gift, but even if people asked of him to look into the future, the outcome was rarely one anyone wished for.

And he usually took the blame for the content of his visions.

"But what- What if you aren't good at anything?" Bruno asks before he can keep himself from doing so, already feeling anxious about what the answer might be.

"Then you can just keep other people company. Not everyone here is a fighter or can fight." Terra replied with a smile. "Some people are good at cooking, and some are good at other stuff."

While he didn't agree with people being pulled here in the first place, but not everyone was supposed to be a fighter or could fight. And those people would have to be protected as far as Terra went.

Cinderella or Snow White weren't fighters and there'd been absolutely no way that he'd expected them to fight at all.

Keeping others company sounds like a terrible idea to Bruno, though he doesn't outright say so.

"Do you have to fight a lot where you're from?" He asks instead, his expression taking on a more concerned look. Not because he necessarily fears what Terry may be fighting, but for the idea that may fighting may be something of a daily task for the young man and his family.

He had to smile as his head shook. "We fought only when we had to, but mainly it was protect other people who didn't have the ability to fight them off." Kind of like he had to do with Cinderella who wanted to go to the Ball and the Unversed had blocked her way.

"But I haven't seen those kinds of enemies here. So hopefully they won't suddenly show up either, but if they do, I'll be ready."

Terra was hoping he was helping here, but he wasn't really sure.

"You.. You shouldn't be ready to- To fight potential attackers. That's not right, that's... It's terrible!" Look, Bruno knows EXACTLY what had ended up his family where it is. If anything, his mother makes sure that his father and his sacrifice for his family isn't forgotten. The Encanto is a peaceful place for a reason. Speaking this casually about fighting anything is not something Bruno has ever encountered even in his wilder visions.

"B-but that aside-" Bruno waves his arms quickly. "You got any hobbies? Anything you enjoy doing?" Look, they don't have to talk about battling opponents.

That attitude had Terra worried but he didn't want to get into the particulars so he didn't comment. Heartless were nasty and stole people's hearts and that was a thing he had a keyblade for. But for whatever reason, that kind of talk was making Bruno nervous going by the whole arm waving thing, so he decided a subject change of his hobbies was a good idea.

And it made him wonder because he didn't have many hobbies because he didn't really have too much time for them. Still, he'd get into the few he did have.

"I had a few books back home on things like meditation. And I learned how to race and play a few different games."

Because shooting scoops of ice cream at three ducks so that they could stack them really high totally counted as a game, right?

Of course the talk about fighting makes Bruno nervous. Because fighting means that someone gets hurt. And that? Never a good thing. Not without his sister around.

He lets his hands drop into his lap and regards Terra, though now with a distinct hint of concern in his eyes. His words don't manage to hide said concern even as Bruno glances away with attempted casualness. "Meditation, huh? I, uh- Tried that a few times. Heh. Can't say it worked for me. Still had trouble sleeping."

With his eyes kept averted, Bruno frowns, though more to himself than at Terra. "You said you lived with your family... Do you miss them?"

"It's not easy." Terra admitted with a shake of his head. He noticed the man's hands moving and he wondered at it, along with those looks that seemed to be of concern. However, he's too polite to bring it up especially if Bruno himself isn't voicing anything.

He himself was concerned about the sleeping thing because he knew how important it was. When Terra couldn't sleep and meditation didn't work, he worked himself out so that he was tired enough to rest.

At the new line of questioning though, he nodded. "I do, but I'm glad they're not here. But what about you?"

Sleep deprivation has been something Bruno has had to deal with ever since he received his gift and with it the visions, many of them hardly appropriate to be left to a child's mind to handle on its own. A mental strain that quickly became physical especially with how sleep often became impossible.

But that's not a problem Bruno feels like imposing on someone else.

Which seems to be exactly the point Terra is making here regarding his own family. Being here is bad, obviously. But if a member of his family has to be here... It obviously rather be him than anyone else. Anyone that might actually get missed...

Understanding as much, Bruno nods. "I... I miss my family. I want to go home, see them again but- You're right. I'm glad they're not here. And if staying here means they can stay home? Then I stay."

Terra nodded. "Ya, I'd rather be here than them. We were out looking for a friend when I just showed up here." It had been rather weird to go through the portal, leaving Riku in the Land of Departure knowing they were heading to look for Sora in the darkness. And then he was up and here as soon as he stepped through with Aqua and Ven nowhere in sight.

It was bad enough he'd been gone ten years already, lost in the darkness. And now he was gone again which was probably worrying his companions. But hopefully they were fine and as he'd told Bruno, he'd rather be here than them.

"If we can solve this world's problem about a storm, I'm told we can go home. But those that called us here don't seem keen on telling us much about that."

"Oh, I hope your friend is okay..." Bruno contemplates while picturing the scenario of Terra's arrival here and how distressing it must have been for him from going to worrying about his friend to - Well, this. Terra has yet to find this friend...

Bruno is silent for a few moments longer, but then nods. "So we solve a storm problem." Which, granted, sounds more like a task for his sister and therefore has Bruno frown at this unexpected task. "And I guess no one here can like- Affect the weather."

Because that would be too easy.

He nodded once to the storm comment. "Yup, that's how it came across to me. If it were that easy though I'm sure the people that had already been here would've solved it. But there has to be a way, so no one gets called to stay here when there's other things to do back in their home worlds."

Like find friends or be with family.

His head cocked to the side and a hand came up to his chin as he pondered that last part Bruno had said for a moment before lowering it back down. "I can't think of anyone I've met that can do that here."

So no one has been able to fix these storms. And that's why more people end up here. Bruno simply nods his understanding to that matter.

"We don't really have storms. Back home..." Not unless his sister is having a really bad day, that is. "But I will try to help." Especially if it means he gets to go home.

When Bruno mentioned that they didn't have storms he went to ask something but then the other stated he would help. Terra smiled and did a single nod. "If you need back up, let me know."

The man in front of him didn't strike him as a fighter in any sense. But that wouldn't stop the keyblade wielder from doing what he could if assistance was requested.

Despite how intimidating this new place may be and all the new concerns Bruno is already sure to take with him once he makes his way back to his room, he finds himself returning the smile offered and respond with an affirmative thumbs up. "Will do! Thanks, friend."

Not a fighter, no. But if anything, Bruno can be very enthusiastic support.

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