؟ ([personal profile] dramatispersonae) wrote2011-11-12 12:28 pm
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Riful's Heart.

[everything goes away.]

[sight, sound, taste, touch, smell - you lose yourself to the nothing that waits through the doorway. do you have a body? a mind? what is such a thing? for a dizzying moment, you might not even be sure you have a "you" to identify these concepts with.]

[then, wrenching and violent, the confusion of the senses pummels itself back inside you like seasoning pounded into raw meat, and you're left, painfully sensate, on an open plain.]
amivoringyou: a woman made of razor-sharp ribbons,  in silhouette (Default)

[personal profile] amivoringyou 2011-11-12 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[the mountainside is sharply inclined but craggy; with enough arm strength and/or careful footing, a quarter-hour's work might see you to the nearest house.]
medpacksapunch: Sakura: worried/regretful (there's something you should know)

[personal profile] medpacksapunch 2011-11-12 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Keeps at it, slow but steady, making sure to place her steps as securely as possible before taking another; is well aware that sliding down this hill would probably hurt quite a lot. In the meantime, starts trying to work out how she's going to get into the house]
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[personal profile] amivoringyou 2011-11-12 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[it doesn't appear to have any entrances. there looks like a house further up has a caved-in roof; that one might be easier to get to.]
medpacksapunch: Sakura: questioning/surprised/pinged (I rock poo-nani-nani)

[personal profile] medpacksapunch 2011-11-12 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[...gonna go with that, then. Doesn't feel like trying to wriggle through a window or anything, especially when there are unidentified scuttly things out here.

changes course for house number two.]
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[personal profile] amivoringyou 2011-11-12 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[someone above you - in that house's general direction - lets off a scream that chokes off, wetly.]
medpacksapunch: Sakura: disturbed/taken by surprise/dynamic (getting started)

[personal profile] medpacksapunch 2011-11-12 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[jerks her head up, stumbling a little-- startling violently when she realizes she is not alone]

--Ah! You're-- do you know who--?

[just points in the direction of the house]
youhadmefromhello: (He still votes "neigh".)

[personal profile] youhadmefromhello 2011-11-12 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[looks up at the house with a face that clearly says DO NOT WANT]

Uh, no, I don't. Sorry for scarin' ya.
medpacksapunch: Sakura: concerned/on alert (shouldn't be ridin inside the whoreshack)

[personal profile] medpacksapunch 2011-11-12 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[shakes her head, crouched low against the hill]

Mn, it's-- less scary together, anyway. Do you... do you think we should go check it out. Someone might-- might need our help...
youhadmefromhello: (I wonder what you're captain of.)

[personal profile] youhadmefromhello 2011-11-12 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Prob'ly . . .

['kay, summoning up a staff from his hand] Just in case.
medpacksapunch: Sakura: petulant/muttering/concerned (bell's gotta ring)

[personal profile] medpacksapunch 2011-11-12 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh neat]

Um... sorry, but you should probably go first.
youhadmefromhello: (An ass needs kicking?)

[personal profile] youhadmefromhello 2011-11-12 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
'Sokay. Just stay behind me.
medpacksapunch: Sakura: determined/blank/steadfast (from a Puerto Rican)

[personal profile] medpacksapunch 2011-11-12 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[waits for him to move ahead of her then falls in behind him, tense, not sure at all what they're going to find up there]
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[personal profile] amivoringyou 2011-11-12 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[you may say that, but something about the voice ... maybe you're imagining things.]

[the house has caved in near a sheared-off part of the cliffside, and rubble has created an unsteady pathway down into the house.]

[be careful you don't slip.]