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Wake up call... [Jan. 8th, 2005|04:16 pm]
Into the Now - Post BTVS/ATS Original Rp


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Bloody buggering hell, I'm so cold. Why am I cold? I remember dying. "Aren't I dead?" I groan. I don't feel particularly dead. One isn't supposed to be cold when dead is one? Then why am I shivering? And feeling cold, so bloody cold. Bringing up a hand, I groan at the stiffness in my limbs. I press my fingers against my throat and for a few antagonizing minutes I suck in my breath. Heartbeat. It would appear I've a heartbeat. Slowly breathing out it occurs to me that I apparently need to breath as well.

So, not dead then. How very odd. I distinctly remember dying.

"Would you like me to lie to you now?"

"Yes, please. Thank you."

Prying one eye open, I glance around carefully. I seem to be in some sort of...wooden contraption. A cabin perhaps? Pushing myself into a sitting position I open both eyes and look around confused. This doesn't make any sense at all. I brush my hands over my legs and that is when I notice something else. Blinking down I shake my head. "Well, that would explain why I'm cold." Someone seem to have a very odd sense of humor. Someone who apparently found it terribly amusing to bring me back from the dead and dropped me of god only knows where.

Carefully getting up, I wince as my bones and muscles creak a bit. How long haven't I used them? I can't remember anything between dying and waking up. I narrow my eyes when I see light pouring out something that might be a window. There's some sort of fabric covering it. Padding over I pull it away and glance out the window. Only to be more confused.

Trees, nothing but trees. And from the look of it, this...hut? Appears to be in a tree as well. This is getting stranger and stranger. "What the bloody hell is going on here?" I mutter. I look back confused when I notice another figure in the corner of the room. It would seem I'm not alone, but I can't make out who it is. Better be careful, since being naked also gives me the disadvantage of being weaponless. At least whomever this is appears to be in their birthday suit as well.

(Open for Faith)

[User Picture]From: _wes_pryce_
2005-01-26 06:35 pm (UTC)
Clutching the torch, I glanced over at Faith. Apparently the figure on the pyre was the partner of the smaller one, probably a woman, though I'm not certain. And I feel very sorry for them, for loosing someone so dear to them.

I know how they feel. I too have lost many friends, but they knew the risk they were taking when they took up the fight. Just as both Faith and I know the risk for taking up the fight again. But I suppose neither of us can *not* take up the fight. We're both born to do so, it's not in us to turn away.

My brow furrows as I look back at the small woman as she cries by the pyre of her...husband? These small creatures do not have a single clue on how to fight these vampire's. They're afraid to live their lives as they're supposed to do. Grimly I watch as the fire consumes the body slowly and stay silent. Because there really isn't anything you can say right now. At least nothing that would ring true.
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[User Picture]From: faith_and_hope
2005-01-28 12:24 am (UTC)
"Hate to sound like a bitch, but can we move on?" Just watching the bodies burn was making my stomach turn. I just wanna get to wherever this guy is leading us and then be done with it.

"Can you tell us where you're taking us?"
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