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genessia2013-11-21 02:33 pm
broken_trifecta) wrote in genessia2013-11-21 02:33 pm
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Bay Awakening
WHO: Cherise Thompson, OPEN
WHAT: A sorceress awakens and cautiously sets out to explore the strange new city she's found herself in.
WHEN: November 21, 2013 - Afternoon
WHERE: Genessia - The Bay
NOTES: Both prose and [action brackets] are fine!
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Cherise's lashes twitched. That blasted faucet. She thought for sure she'd fixed it, and had enjoyed two weeks of peace. The thing was determined to disturb her sleep. She opened her eyes and sat up with a mumbled curse on her lips.
Something tumbled off of her lap, and when she reached to throw off her blanket, she found there was nothing there. She was wearing her black pencil skirt and charcoal blouse as well, she noted, and she never wore her work clothes to bed.
Suddenly more alert, she got her first good look at the stony cavern in which she found herself. There was water everywhere, still as glass, save for the ripples flitting away from whatever had fallen off of her lap. Her stomach tightened in alarm, but then she relaxed. Still water was no danger to her; only running water would cut off access to her magic. She still had her wand, she noted, and if she were a captive the wand would certainly have been taken from her.
Swinging her long legs off of the strange metallic coccoon platform, she dropped down with a light 'splish' as her pumps hit the shallow water. It wasn't deep. There seemed to be several openings in the rocky dome, all promising sunlight. Cherise stooped to retrieve the item she'd dislodged, finding that it was a small box. Tucking it under her arm, she took an uncertain step forward, then another. Her wand lay against her wrist; she wanted to be able to use it in case there was danger, but she didn't want to raise any undue alarm herself.
"Hello?" she called, her voice echoing throughout the chamber.
WHAT: A sorceress awakens and cautiously sets out to explore the strange new city she's found herself in.
WHEN: November 21, 2013 - Afternoon
WHERE: Genessia - The Bay
NOTES: Both prose and [action brackets] are fine!
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Cherise's lashes twitched. That blasted faucet. She thought for sure she'd fixed it, and had enjoyed two weeks of peace. The thing was determined to disturb her sleep. She opened her eyes and sat up with a mumbled curse on her lips.
Something tumbled off of her lap, and when she reached to throw off her blanket, she found there was nothing there. She was wearing her black pencil skirt and charcoal blouse as well, she noted, and she never wore her work clothes to bed.
Suddenly more alert, she got her first good look at the stony cavern in which she found herself. There was water everywhere, still as glass, save for the ripples flitting away from whatever had fallen off of her lap. Her stomach tightened in alarm, but then she relaxed. Still water was no danger to her; only running water would cut off access to her magic. She still had her wand, she noted, and if she were a captive the wand would certainly have been taken from her.
Swinging her long legs off of the strange metallic coccoon platform, she dropped down with a light 'splish' as her pumps hit the shallow water. It wasn't deep. There seemed to be several openings in the rocky dome, all promising sunlight. Cherise stooped to retrieve the item she'd dislodged, finding that it was a small box. Tucking it under her arm, she took an uncertain step forward, then another. Her wand lay against her wrist; she wanted to be able to use it in case there was danger, but she didn't want to raise any undue alarm herself.
"Hello?" she called, her voice echoing throughout the chamber.
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Yeah, Karina was stopping that thought train before she got into a wreck.
"I meant just the written part." She liked jewelry, so she put on the necklace unaware of what that signified here.
Karina thought about what a sticking-out-of-the-wall Cherise would look like, and giggled. "That sounds funny." Wait, did she just insinuate that Karina was a muggle? This would not stand.
"Hey, I can cast spells too. Just...not right now. (I'd need a staff and I don't feel like it so there)"
Oop, brain fart. Karina totally forgot the most important part of an introduction. "I'm Karina. How about you?"
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But onto more pleasant matters. With a quick smile, Cherise inclined her head. "Cherise. How do you do, Karina. So you do know some spells, then? Do you have a specialty?"
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Speaking of thoughts, Karina's train kept right on going. Being whisked to a fantasy land was supposed to be exciting, with handsome princes at the end. What kind of fairy tale starts with the princess seeking employment? Ugh. So lame.
Karina wallowed in her fret for a while before replying. "Specialty...I guess." Articulation came to her sporadically. "Um, I can focus on something...and it'll always work, but it won't do very much." That'd have to suffice. Specifically, Karina was talking about her "Lock on Lore", an obscure technique that was like her world's version of magic missile. Always accurate, but with unimpressive results. Even when she was in danger, she tended to stay back and watch anyway, making actually seeing this technqiue a rarity.
She swept her hair. "So where are we going? (somewhere close?)"
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"I suppose we'll find out when we get there," the sorceress sighed. They had a map, but there was no way to determine which way was north until they could head outside and examine the streets for themselves.