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dramatispersonae) wrote2012-10-06 10:56 am
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Characters: Firebird and Mikage.
Location: Somewhere not quite Wonderland.
Time: Day 182, evening (forward dated.)
Description:
In which contracts are broken, but some bonds remain.
Location: Somewhere not quite Wonderland.
Time: Day 182, evening (forward dated.)
Description:
In which contracts are broken, but some bonds remain.

[talk]
you'd think it'd be easy to see the solution to a glass maze, but it's not; it's set on an island of white light that wheels and coils and stutters and dips, never the same shape twice. it plays around your boots in an almost-friendly way, and doesn't hurt you to stare at, but it confuses your sight with strange reflections before you can work out where to go from outside.
Firebird is here, claws curled into the strange light, feathers glittering. she's on the same level as you for once.*
Mikage, my knight.
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It is time, or almost time.
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Feels like the month went by quickly!
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*reaches out to squeeze his hands*
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Right!
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four copper objects hang in the air just inside the maze, turning slowly: a net, a feather, a staff, a shield. if you check in the net it also holds a bunch of random spare parts, enough to assemble whatever weapon you could imagine within reasonable size.
CHOOSE is engraved on the glass wall.*
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[FEATHER]
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to your left and slightly up ahead, a new corridor fades into view . . . you see glass stairs inside it, leading upwards, though through some strange trick they don't seem to rise above the rest of the maze at all.*
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[and heading for the stair corridor, because new option is best option]
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the stairwell winds up and up to a split . . . you can hear slithery noises coming from the left, and strange mewing peeps from the right.*
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Uh?
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[t-turns off the light, continuing along the path]
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there's a clearing here with a bottle-green glass tree sprouting right up from the floor of the maze! there's a nest of glass twigs high up in the branches. you can hear the mew mew cheep cheep from up there, and there's a bright glow . . .
one of the chicks has fallen out! it turns out not to be a bird exactly, but more like a rather ugly griffinish thing, furless and featherless and gasping weakly on the ground.*
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[PICK UP BABY]
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[PURRS AT BABY]
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Did you fall out? I did that when I was little, too.
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[and circling around the tree to see if it's possible to climb]
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Up we go, baby~ be easier if we could fly, huh? But neither of us are old enough for that.
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[checking out nest once he gets up in the tree; is it accessable?]
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[THEN CRAWL I WILL '^' time to put baby back]
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something thumps on the branch behind you :B*
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there's an unmistakeable air of 'wtf u doin here' about it*
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Got something?
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there's a whirr of gears somewhere, though you can't pinpoint where it comes from*
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