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[sub][color=758186]EUN-JI "AMANITA" PARK[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]FARHAVEN[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]06:00AM[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color] [@Salsa Verde][/sub][hr][color=8d8e8f]The sound of bleats from goats and the rhythmic whips of cow tails swatting away pesky flies awoke the young Amanita from her sleep. Sprouting like the fruiting body of a mushroom she stretched out her arms and legs, bellowing out a mighty deep yawn. She wasn’t in her bed though, instead she was in the barn house surrounded by hay and chickens. The other hens looked at her wondering why an overgrown chicken was taking up prime real estate for midday activities. That’s when her name rang through the air from a familiar voice. [color=38b54a][i]”엄마”[/i][/color] she shouted with a tinge of excitement. She ran from the barn into her house, oddly forgetting she had no shoes on when she felt the soil squish under her feet. [color=F7941d][i]”Why don’t you come sit next to me and help me prepare 떡볶이 for your father when he returns from the market, you know it’s his favorite.”[/i][/color] 

The herbs and spices had all been laid out on the table each in its own little bowl of varying size ready to be mixed into the bowl of rice cakes. Her excitement rose, but when she went to exclaim her excitement not a voice but an alarm blared out of her mouth. Confused she closed her mouth and tried again, but still an alarm. The alarm grew louder and louder yet her mom looked unbothered by the sound, it wasn’t until her body jolted awake that she realized she had been dreaming again. This time she had passed out on her desk, coffee still in her cold iron grip already ice cold, on top of papers that stuck to her face thanks to her famous trail of drool. [color=38b54a]“씨발!”[/color] She cursed under her breath, the dreams were reoccurring more and more. Maybe it was her mind reeling in guilt for not having visited them since the comet with her being an Aeon and devoting her life to her studies. 

Luckily for her, the mountains protected them as they did before and the lands that far out maybe got a shallow piece of debris from the comet. It wasn’t like she could call them knowing they had no landline nor cellphone. And she took solace in knowing they were still alive seeing as they still received her money. Not like they needed it, their works was worth more knowing machines had almost completely overtaken human labor cutting the cost and quality of material. She would have to visit soon, maybe after this UDF meeting that she had been avoiding and letting the details in voicemails and emails pile up. Either way she chugged down her coffee as rancid as it seemed and went to work on making herself presentable. Unlike Cinderella, she had no radiant voice or critters to help her get ready. 

On her way out the sticky note her past self left on her door said [color=black][i]”Fairhaven UDF meeting?”[/i][/color], must have been the one thing she gathered from the mass notifications from the UDF. Once out the door she headed for the nearest station. Arrowpeak. She didn’t settle in once place she had always been on the move, what with all her work being in the same breath as the fungi infecting people, it made her particularly disliked by the common populace. She had residence in Arrowpeak, Farhaven, Duskmire, it was a wonder how she had money at all, but that was government stipends for research were for. She managed to slip past the UDF guards at the checkpoint without much hassle, she was a researcher so she was barely on the frontlines and not a name of too much merit like lets say Garuda, so her lack of fame helped her in more ways than one. 

She turned on her phone waiting for the peach emblem to turn to her Home Screen. Headphones in ears she sat comfortably in her train car looking at the sign with the next stop being Farhaven. Her Lockscreen had been a photo of her accepting some award which quickly was overshadowed by more emails and voicemails. Her eyes scanned the sentences [color=39b54a][i]“씨발!”[/i][/color] she said mentally this time. She was to join the third iteration of the Special Warfare and Reconnaissance Group? At the Cetra East Command? Perhaps if she read them earlier she could have declined or made up some nary excuse, but she was locked in at this point. She swiped to the names of her squadron, most of them did not ring a bell mostly due to her caring less about the boys with egos and their guns. [i]Belladonna[/i] stuck out to her as someone of high interest seeing as she was a fellow researcher, but there were some dark rumors about her floating around, but she would have to see for herself. 

The station stopped at Farhaven and a conversation broke out on the train in the background. The last name she saw was none other than Garuda. She giggled to herself before peeking her head out to noisily see who was talking, speak of the devil it was the bird queen herself and some…guy? She wondered if she should go speak to them, but she was better off not trying to make any friends right now. Her phones had other plans, uncharacteristic for her hands, she allowed her phone to slip right into the aisle and rolling down between the two conversing, probably about this prolific team up. 
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