October 4th, 1998
Oct. 15th, 2022 01:37 pmIt's a pretty calm town, and the date is October 4th of 1998.
One of the last people Ange expected to see in this sleepy, calm and very much needed respite was Dan Sagittarius. When she sees him, it takes a moment for her to decide that she needed his help.
"Dan, please, come with me"
It's the kind of forceful request Ange tends to make. Some things never change, it seems. Throughout Wilderlands and until the end, her moody behavior softened considerably, but she never lost certain sparks.
The cottage she leads Dan to is pretty modest. During the entirety of their trip in another world, it was pretty clear Ange was a very, obnoxiously, and almost unbearably rich girl, sheltered against her will because of that. One look in this cottage shows she doesn't really have much money anymore. Enough to survive and enough to have good furniture, but other than that, there's no luxury at all. There's a bag from a local convenience store near a couch, with takeout and containers. Ange brushes it aside and invites Dan to sit down.
She even looks somewhat different. Gone are the hair ties she had all the time. She still has them because they're a cherished treasure, but she's not wearing them anymore. She also doesn't have anything on with the emblem of her family, anything like that tossed away long ago. She almost feels like a different person now. There even are more smiles now, although there's always a tinge of melancholy on them.
"...I guess seeing you all of a sudden is some kind of sign. I was just thinking about something important I needed help with, and then you appeared. What brings you to this part of..." she waves a hand. "...whatever we're supposed to call all of our different worlds?"