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Will'o'Wisp
Feb. 6th, 2013 09:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
negativegateIt wasn't the first time during her stay in the City that Rita had woken up someplace that wasn't their house. She couldn't be sure where she was at all; as she looked around, she could only see a few feet in the thick fog, and the ground at her feet was nearly barren. It was pretty gloomy...but that alone was no reason for her to be scared. Knowing the City, something else could be here.
First things first, though: she found her device in the shirt pocket of her pajamas, which she was still wearing, and tried to see if she could contact anyone.
"Hey! Can anyone hear me? Tyr?"
First things first, though: she found her device in the shirt pocket of her pajamas, which she was still wearing, and tried to see if she could contact anyone.
"Hey! Can anyone hear me? Tyr?"
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Dec. 14th, 2012 10:22 pmblackshadowIt wasn't exactly easy sneaking through the grounds that used to just be the beach. It was all sand - and not quicksand - thankfully, but something had changed in the few hours they were out.
For one, a storm had begun brewing.
For another, creatures - too bent and hairy to be human but walking and holding themselves like they were - had begun prowling the area between their home and the forest. If Tyr wasn't so uncertain that the things might have been cursed citizens themselves, he wouldn't have a problem with the two of them carving a path out to the front door.
As it was, though, the front door firmly "guarded" by them, leaving only the side entrance to their now-transformed home. Even if it kept its wooden siding and large windows, the inside looked black and the glass only reflected the rumbling storm clouds overhead. Tyr didn't waste time sneaking over to the door to the "tower", gripping Rita's hand in his.
"This looks like the only way inside now..."
For one, a storm had begun brewing.
For another, creatures - too bent and hairy to be human but walking and holding themselves like they were - had begun prowling the area between their home and the forest. If Tyr wasn't so uncertain that the things might have been cursed citizens themselves, he wouldn't have a problem with the two of them carving a path out to the front door.
As it was, though, the front door firmly "guarded" by them, leaving only the side entrance to their now-transformed home. Even if it kept its wooden siding and large windows, the inside looked black and the glass only reflected the rumbling storm clouds overhead. Tyr didn't waste time sneaking over to the door to the "tower", gripping Rita's hand in his.
"This looks like the only way inside now..."