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 Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 5:15 pm
[For reference: You're in a peculiar room.
It's well-lit here, from lamps on the walls that burn with a peculiar flame considering they look too high to light. You can't see the ceiling, only an expanse of darkness if you look up -- which, inevitably, you are going to do, as you woke up sprawled on your back. As if you'd fallen there. As if you'd fallen from a very, very great height. But you're not hurt, you don't feel injured: curiouser and curiouser, all of this. The room's almost homey, a little quaint, the round walls are wooden and covered in paintings that are curved to fit the walls. Though perhaps you'd best not look too long at the paintings. There are some things that are decidedly more charming if you only glance at them.
The floor here is strewn with strange things: broken chairs, tables, dresses, hand-mirrors, cabbages, dead crushed birds and baby shoes. Around you are round doors and round doorways on the walls, leading into similar rooms. There are tables set perfectly for a meal that will never be eaten there, dresses hung up on mirrors and doorways that go nowhere at all. Not much is clear, but this much is: the place you've come to doesn't make very much sense to you at all, and you get the distinct impression that it's not quite the same when you turn your back on it.
What do you do? ]
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 5:32 pm
Cordelia... Cordy... Corvus.
She woke with a start, much as she had from many a nightmare as of late. Her heart was pounding, eyes wide as she looked around frantically. Cordelia Carden, currently Sailor Corvus, had been doing something. She had been out somewhere with someone...
Groaning she shifted, a gloved hand rubbing slowly at her face as she pushed herself to her feet. She couldn't recall who she had been with or where she had been, but she did remember falling. Had she lost her footing? Tripped? Slipped? There were so many questions begging to be asked and no one anywhere to ask them.
The teen's brows furrowed as she turned, attempting to take a better look at her surroundings only to find herself face to face with a shadowed figure whose eyes seemed as dark as night, hair a tangled mess... Corvus gasped as she stumbled back, shrieking as she bumped into what had once been a nice recliner, now shredded, turned on its side with springs poking up. It was then that she realized that the figure she'd backed away from was nothing more than her own reflection staring back at her from a cracked mirror.
"... Get a grip, girl." She murmured to herself as she placed her hand on the chair, eyes still remaining on the mirror for a moment, almost as though she were afraid to look away.
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 5:53 pm
Maroon eyes opened to the sound of a shriek, only to see a bright distant light, high up above. Devorah Gellner's torso leapt up, sitting straight: sweating and panting heavily, just as she had woken up many times in recent weeks. But this was different - she was awake, but she wasn't at home and she certainly didn't remember falling asleep. Last she remembered she was at the restaurant, waiting for Damian to show up for their date.
"Damian?" she asked softly, a mutter under her breath. Had she been drugged? She knew that the Coke she ordered at the bar tasted funny. Mother had warned her about accepting drinks from strangers!
She established that she wasn't at home or the restaraunt, but where the ******** was she? She looked in front of her, the walls filled with paintings and random junk was assorted throughout the room. She started to crawl towards one glistening object, but it turned out just to be a shattered hand mirror, reflecting the light from above.
As she looked down at the mirror, she felt something unusual in the palm of her hand. What had she placed her hand on, anyways? Peering down beneath her palm, she saw a dead baby bird, its skull crushed. Devi jumped up onto her feet and screamed.
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 6:05 pm
The sound of something moving eventually pulled her eyes away from the mirror, now more concerned with what sort of thing she might have wound up trapped in a room with. Assuming she was trapped, of course. Knowing for certain would take a bit more exploration and...
And then there was a scream.
Her heart began to pound again as the other girl screamed and she screamed... And somewhere in the back of her mind a sing song voice began to play on repeat. I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.
Ice cream...
"Ice cream." It was likely the most random thing that anyone, let alone a Sailor Scout, could say in a place like this in a time like this. Her brow furrowed as the words fell from her lips once more, followed by the memory of where she had been before she had fallen.
"Demetri! Lucien. Oh god. You better not have hurt them, you hear me!" She called out to no one in particular, eyes narrowed and filled with all of the rage of a woman who had been scorned. "So help me..." She would have gone on had her mind not drawn her back to the reality of where she was, and the knowledge that she wasn't alone.
Corvus worried her lower lip with her teeth as her gaze leveled on the other girl, shoulders sagging slightly. "... Are you alright?"
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 6:16 pm
Devi nearly stumbled backwards when she heard a second scream, and began to scream back. She silenced just in time to hear a weird comment of ice cream. She arched her brow, but decided not to call her out on it. After all, Devi had made far worse random outbursts in her life. She wasn't sure who Demetri or Lucien were, but it seemed that this girl was also lost and trapped in this place.
Perhaps she was drugged at the restaurant too? Maybe they were in a waiting room before being sold in the sex trade industry where they will be forced into unhappy lives until their untimely deaths. Or something worse: maybe they were in a secret creepy reality show and people are watching them, judging them, and making fun of them. Devi could hardly think of much worse than that. Oh, how little did she know.
"I'm fine," Devi said, getting a hold of herself. "I have squished bird brains in my hand, but its not the first time." As a part-time taxidermist, dead animals were a commonplace stress relief. She looked around for something to wipe her hands on, but wasn't sure if she'd find anything like that soon. In fact, she wasn't sure if she'd find anything familiar in this strange place.
"What is this place?" she asked.
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 6:36 pm
Corvus tried not to cringe at the mention of squished bird brains, knowing for certain that if she paused to think about it for too long her stomach would begin to churn. The last thing she wanted to do was risk that, not certain it was safe to lose her composure that much in strange circumstances.
Instead she stepped forward, toes curling against the bottom of her shoe as she tried to avoid actually letting any of the muck on the floor touch her bare toes. She would have killed for a pair of closed-toe shoes at this point... Especially if there were dead things on the floor. Ugh.
"I'm not... Entirely sure what it is. The last thing I remember." She closed her eyes as though she could view the scene on her eyelids as if it were a movie playing on a screen. "I was out with... Friends." She was vague on purpose. Although she had already said their names once she couldn't risk saying them again, not wanting to connect herself too much as Corvus to Cordelia. "And then I started falling. Did you fall too?"
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 6:49 pm
"I remember falling," she started. She had thought that was just a part of her dream, or that strange phenomena of having the feeling of falling during sleep, but if this other girl had the same thing - perhaps they did fall. Devi looked back up at the light, which appeared more obviously now to be an opening. That must have been where they fell from. The place was far too deep underground and way too bizarre for her to believe that this was a kidnapping, so she ruled out the being drugged theory. But that still left her even further in the dark.
"I was at a restaurant waiting for my boyf-," Devi paused. Er, what was he to her? They hadn't quite gone over that. "-my friend, Damian. He was running late." Was Damian alright? She nervously fidgeted with her shirt.
"I'm Devi, by the way," she said, less confidently than her past remarks. She knew her name now. Things were getting personal and judgements were going to begin. As if her bird brains comment wasn't enough fodder for a first impression.
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 7:02 pm
"I'm..." Lost. Confused. Torn. Just a girl. More than that. Her mind prattled on, throwing out a dozen different things that eventually lead to the raven haired teen striking the same sort of pose that the heroine of a cheesy flick might make. "I'm Sailor Corvus, Senshi of Vengeance! I fight for truth and justice, and in the name of my stars I'll..." Her pose loosened into something a bit more average; something befitting the teenager she was beneath the guise.
"I'll do everything in my power to get us out of here safely. As soon as we figure out where here is, that is..." Her chest rose and fell in a sigh as she glanced around, eying each of the doors in turn before fixing her gaze on the windows. "Do you think we can see anything through those?"
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 7:22 pm
"Sailor Corvus?" Devi was both surprised and pleased. She had a ******** superhero to protect her in this strange place. Figuring that is all she would need to be safe, she took a moment for a big sigh of relief. Devi had no idea what a Senshi can-and-cannot do, but she had solid reason to believe that Senshi are heroes to be trusted. "I'll see what's out the window. If you're a Senshi, can't you like, fly or whatever out of this hole?"
She tip-toed over to the window and could have sworn she saw several of the paintings on the wall move as she walked, but tried not to make a comment on it. She must have been seeing things. Right?
She rose her hands to her eyes, hands posed like binoculars, and peered out the window.
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 7:27 pm
The window looked out onto a dear little meadow where butterflies hovered lazily over buttercups big as basketballs, sipping their nectar, and a deer lolloped around with a big soft bunny rabbit as they played some kind of clumsy chasing game. When the deer noticed Devorah looking it marched towards the window, gave her a hard look, and tugged previously unseen curtains with its teeth so that the dear little meadow disappeared from view. The curtains had been drawn from the other side: there was no way to open them.
Maybe the other window would be more helpful.
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 7:35 pm
"I wish things were that easy." She made a pouting face, complete with scrunched nose as she stepped over some of the debris scattered on the floor, trying hard not to cringe over what she assumed was the sound of brittle bones crunching beneath her heel. Corvus had come a long way since her first days as a senshi and she liked to think, at least on some level, that she was above being bothered by such things... Never mind that the sound always drew her mind back to the one nightmare that she'd lived through; the one that had been real.
"If there was something up there to reach on to I might be able to jump, but..." She shook her head slowly, shivering as her own eyes lingered a bit too long on the mirror that had startled her before. The senshi tore her gaze away from it once more, eyes drifting out the other window...
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 7:58 pm
The other window revealed Corvus' bedroom, exactly as she had left it that morning. There was her bed. There was Imogen's bed. The lights were off and the sun was drifting through the window, but -- the clock on the wall was frozen at five and, as she watched, the door to their bathroom had water seeping out from underneath. Somebody had left the tap on. It was flooding.
But it was flooding red, thick and viscous, and if she looked through the crack that the door was opened she could see a bit of someone lying on the floor. They were very still. The blood kept on seeping into the carpet.
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 8:10 pm
Bunnies, deer and giant buttercups in a meadow - not exactly what Devi expected to see. It was more creepy than cute in her eyes, and things only got stranger when the deer closed the curtains, smart enough to know how to stop her from watching.
The deer's reaction shocked Devi and she took three steps backwards, away from the window, and nearly tripped over a fallen over chair that she could have sworn wasn't there before. "That's strange," Devi remarked. No s**t it was strange, she was just shut out by a deer like some kind of peeping Tom. "The rude deer chasing the oversized rabbit closed the curtains on me when I saw the butterflies sip on their buttercup nectar."
That was one sentence she thought she'd never have to say.
Maybe she was drugged after all. "What do you see?"
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 8:16 pm
Corvus had, for the moment, completely tuned out everything that the other girl was saying. Her eyes were fixed in shock, then in horror at the scene playing out before her. "No... No..." She stepped closer to the window, hands forming tight fists that banged on the pane.
"Imogen! Imo!" She banged harder on the glass before opening her hands, palms pressing against the window before she drew back, shaking her head. "No... It can't be. That can't be real. I can't be here with that being there." It was very likely that Sailor Corvus was now sounding more like the Senshi of Crazies as she rambled to herself. She might even have startled the other girl as she turned on her, eyes wide and clearly worried as she pointed to the window she had just been pounding on.
"What do you see... When you look through that window? Is it the deer again? Or is it a room. A dorm room. Do you see the blood?" Dear god, please don't let it be real...
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 8:23 pm
Aw, ********, the chick was having a meltdown. Devi wasn't exactly the best at dealing with people during meltdown times. She recalled one of her friends going into a frenzy after a boy had called her fat, and instead of reassuring her friend of her beauty, she suggested a weight loss regimen and told her exactly how much weight she should lose. Honesty is so under appreciated these days.
Unsure of what to say, Devi figured the only way to help the situation would be to look through the window and either confirm or deny the validity of Corvus's meltdown. She approached the window, oddly hoping to see a room full of blood more than Mr. a*****e McDeer.
Damn that deer.
Devi looked through the window, hands risen to her face like binoculars again.
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