![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amu_chanThey had gotten to Japan, and had been told to settle into their hotel. The next morning would be a museum and an observatory, then Monday they'd have three days of classes in a Japanese school to learn how they learned there, and then more cultural stops, including the Fujisaki dance academy that is old enough to be a landmark, and a temple. But for tonight, resting off the jet-lag, and dinner in the rooms.
More than half the class was asleep when the music started. Alya was out like a light, leaving Marinette some relative privacy in the hotel room, which had a wide balcony overlooking the city. The music came from somewhere outside, from a distance, but as clear as if the person playing that haunting tune was in front of her. Violin. One player, solo. The music stretched and reached, pulling at something within each child, but only some of them were affected.
Alya was one such, and the one Marinette was most likely to see. From her sleeping body there would be the slightest spasm, then something would rise from her, a black egg with a big white X over it.
It would hover over her body a moment, then shoot out past Marrinette, flying all out towards the source of the music. From all over the hotel, eggs would be flying out the same way, all black with white Xs, all finding the closest possible exit, and getting out of dodge.
More than half the class was asleep when the music started. Alya was out like a light, leaving Marinette some relative privacy in the hotel room, which had a wide balcony overlooking the city. The music came from somewhere outside, from a distance, but as clear as if the person playing that haunting tune was in front of her. Violin. One player, solo. The music stretched and reached, pulling at something within each child, but only some of them were affected.
Alya was one such, and the one Marinette was most likely to see. From her sleeping body there would be the slightest spasm, then something would rise from her, a black egg with a big white X over it.
It would hover over her body a moment, then shoot out past Marrinette, flying all out towards the source of the music. From all over the hotel, eggs would be flying out the same way, all black with white Xs, all finding the closest possible exit, and getting out of dodge.
