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savetheearth2013-07-29 10:16 am
peacefulwinter) wrote in savetheearth2013-07-29 10:16 am
004 ♦ Open
who: Winter Adamas and anyone passing by
when: July 29th
where: Out front of the library
what: After a brief vermini encounter, Winter is extremely unsettled. But then, what else is new?
warnings:EGADS, IT TALKS Nothing comes to mind.
It's no secret that Winter spends a lot of time in the library. She reads books. It's kind of how she rolls. Today finds her, like many other days, with her Kindle set next to her in case someone from the network is looking for her, with several books at her side, her new blue diamond-shaped earrings glinting in the light. Today's complement: a children's book about a kingdom of fairies that was overrun by a kingdom seeking to bring all life into despair and had to search for legendary warriors to protect itself; a book on the basics of a simple martial art for self-defense; and the Hundred Poems again.
Today, though, she just can't seem to focus. All the children's book is doing is reminding her of what she saw on her shopping trip with Regina; her grip tightening on Raquel faintly, it comes back to her again. "The light of wisdom... Cure Diamond..." Without really thinking, she sets Raquel and her book down and stands up, holding one arm straight up and the other to her side, her two hands and her feet loosely describing a diamond around her. Face burning red, she promptly returned to her seat, hiding her face behind her plushie, returning her book to her lap. "Mmn, that was embarrassing... how does she handle that?"
Without warning, her skin starts to prickle... like she's being watched. Winter feels her blood running cold as she slowly lowers the blue wall of fabric protecting her from the outside... and there's a spider - a curious black she's not seen before - watching her intently from a thread a few inches from her face. Some small, distant part of her mind wonders if this is one of those weird creatures the others have seen. A much larger part is scared stiff, and it's a long several seconds of tense staring before she spurs into action, a scream escaping her throat. Picking up her book in one hand, she takes a heavy swing at the arachnid, sending it flying off its perch and into a nearby bookshelf, seemingly crushed well enough for her.
Still running high on adrenaline, that odd feeling of emptiness - that boy had called it a "pulse", right? - almost taking hold of her, she rises from her chair, taking a moment to carefully set her book down again before bolting from the room, paying absolutely no mind to her surroundings as she pushes through anything to get outside. The doors burst open as her panicked charge reaches them, and once she's outside she keeps going until she reaches the wall of the building across the street, eyes darting as she leans against it and watches for any sign of anything else following her, chest heaving from sudden exertion.
And then another voice made her heart skip a beat.
"Are you all right? It seems like you were running from something..."
Looking down at the thing in her arms, Raquel was looking right back up on her, seemingly worried. And her tired mind threw up its metaphorical arms and decided to let something else deal with this one. The only warning she had was a second of feeling faint before her legs seemed to give out, and her consciousness soon followed.
Anyone investigating the loud sound of the library's doors blasting open, or the path of the scream from deep within the library, will find the girl directly opposite the doors, slumped to the ground with her legs folded loosely under her and clearly not moving, the blue plush toy in her arms alternating between a fairly convincing play at being a plush toy and - when he things nobody's looking - worry for the girl still holding him.
when: July 29th
where: Out front of the library
what: After a brief vermini encounter, Winter is extremely unsettled. But then, what else is new?
warnings:
It's no secret that Winter spends a lot of time in the library. She reads books. It's kind of how she rolls. Today finds her, like many other days, with her Kindle set next to her in case someone from the network is looking for her, with several books at her side, her new blue diamond-shaped earrings glinting in the light. Today's complement: a children's book about a kingdom of fairies that was overrun by a kingdom seeking to bring all life into despair and had to search for legendary warriors to protect itself; a book on the basics of a simple martial art for self-defense; and the Hundred Poems again.
Today, though, she just can't seem to focus. All the children's book is doing is reminding her of what she saw on her shopping trip with Regina; her grip tightening on Raquel faintly, it comes back to her again. "The light of wisdom... Cure Diamond..." Without really thinking, she sets Raquel and her book down and stands up, holding one arm straight up and the other to her side, her two hands and her feet loosely describing a diamond around her. Face burning red, she promptly returned to her seat, hiding her face behind her plushie, returning her book to her lap. "Mmn, that was embarrassing... how does she handle that?"
Without warning, her skin starts to prickle... like she's being watched. Winter feels her blood running cold as she slowly lowers the blue wall of fabric protecting her from the outside... and there's a spider - a curious black she's not seen before - watching her intently from a thread a few inches from her face. Some small, distant part of her mind wonders if this is one of those weird creatures the others have seen. A much larger part is scared stiff, and it's a long several seconds of tense staring before she spurs into action, a scream escaping her throat. Picking up her book in one hand, she takes a heavy swing at the arachnid, sending it flying off its perch and into a nearby bookshelf, seemingly crushed well enough for her.
Still running high on adrenaline, that odd feeling of emptiness - that boy had called it a "pulse", right? - almost taking hold of her, she rises from her chair, taking a moment to carefully set her book down again before bolting from the room, paying absolutely no mind to her surroundings as she pushes through anything to get outside. The doors burst open as her panicked charge reaches them, and once she's outside she keeps going until she reaches the wall of the building across the street, eyes darting as she leans against it and watches for any sign of anything else following her, chest heaving from sudden exertion.
And then another voice made her heart skip a beat.
"Are you all right? It seems like you were running from something..."
Looking down at the thing in her arms, Raquel was looking right back up on her, seemingly worried. And her tired mind threw up its metaphorical arms and decided to let something else deal with this one. The only warning she had was a second of feeling faint before her legs seemed to give out, and her consciousness soon followed.
Anyone investigating the loud sound of the library's doors blasting open, or the path of the scream from deep within the library, will find the girl directly opposite the doors, slumped to the ground with her legs folded loosely under her and clearly not moving, the blue plush toy in her arms alternating between a fairly convincing play at being a plush toy and - when he things nobody's looking - worry for the girl still holding him.
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