[elle generally doesn't go into ViViD alone—if she goes in at all, it's usually because ludger's checked it out already and deemed it okay. even at that, she would be with someone, so it's almost expected that this time around, she's waiting around for just that.
somewhat impatiently, but she's used to it. she's just hanging out on a bench near the machines, kicking her legs as they dangle (because of course, they don't touch the ground) and waiting. it's while she waits that it happens. out of the corner of her eye, she spots a familiar form. the voluminous hair, the sword, the clothes. elle would recognize them anywhere, and further, she can recognize them as not milla maxwell's. because there are many distinct differences.]
...! [from where she sits, elle lets out a small, quiet gasp. was that even possible? was it possible for milla to be there when she was...? or was this just some milla from some other dimension that didn't have to deal with the same things that elle had witnessed for her? she's not really sure, but she's not thinking totally coherently about it, either. instead, she's hopping to her feet, slowly and unsurely tiptoeing her way to where milla is crouched over. tears are already in her eyes if only because this looks like her milla...]
Mi... Milla? [she sounds just as unsure as she looks, too. but she has to find out, because if it is her milla, and she can really be here, then maybe this place does have some good to it after all.]
phase iv;
somewhat impatiently, but she's used to it. she's just hanging out on a bench near the machines, kicking her legs as they dangle (because of course, they don't touch the ground) and waiting. it's while she waits that it happens. out of the corner of her eye, she spots a familiar form. the voluminous hair, the sword, the clothes. elle would recognize them anywhere, and further, she can recognize them as not milla maxwell's. because there are many distinct differences.]
...! [from where she sits, elle lets out a small, quiet gasp. was that even possible? was it possible for milla to be there when she was...? or was this just some milla from some other dimension that didn't have to deal with the same things that elle had witnessed for her? she's not really sure, but she's not thinking totally coherently about it, either. instead, she's hopping to her feet, slowly and unsurely tiptoeing her way to where milla is crouched over. tears are already in her eyes if only because this looks like her milla...]
Mi... Milla? [she sounds just as unsure as she looks, too. but she has to find out, because if it is her milla, and she can really be here, then maybe this place does have some good to it after all.]