Erato

[ It's been... a while since he found himself in this place. He still has the same room as before, which makes him chuckle. The roof garden has become quite pretty, decked out as it is. Despite his better judgment, he is sampling a bit of the fruit, holding a few strawberries and cherries and figs in his hand as he strolls, looking over the flowers. Murata loosens his uniform collar and peers up at the sun, strangely content with the world. ]



((ooc: Gentlemen or ladies welcome!))

[Whoa... where is she now? And why is she wearing a wide-brimmed sunhat and a gauzy yellow sundress, like something out of a painting?

Gosh, it's sure pretty, with all the cascading vines and flowers and... oh wow, baskets absolutely bursting with fruit. At the sight of them, her mouth starts to water immediately, as though she hasn't had anything to eat or drink in days. She bites into a strawberry, then grabs a whole basket and settles into one of the cushions with a sigh.

This isn't home, it isn't Marina - but suddenly she doesn't care any more. It feels like paradise, and she's calmer and more placid than she's ever felt in her entire life.]

((ooc - don't mind me, i had a crack attack. i will be in no way surprised if no one responds to this. that said, it's open to anyone! Tagging will likely be delayed until tonight.))