FIREBIRD'S REALM - GROUP TWO

[dramatispersonae]

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[dramatispersonae]

When you step through the rip, you're lost. You don't know where you are, and you don't know where the others are, and you don't know where all the parts of you are in relation to each other (is there a 'where' for them to be?) All there is here is an endless bowl of white sky, over an endless field of white, leaping fire (is there room for a 'you' here? ah--)

This only lasts a moment, and you find yourself again; perhaps shaken, but whole, and somewhere more solid.

It's very hot. You're at one end of a stone hallway, the carpet red, plush and faded. If you've ever asked to stay in her realm before, you'll recognize it – mostly.

On the left are three solid wooden doors, tightly closed. On the right is a bank of floor-to-ceiling glass windows . . . all you can see outside them is white fire and the colours of the rip, fighting each other.

A huge, empty copper frame lies on the ground before you. It's broken in half; it must have fallen from the wall you're standing by. There are words etched into the exposed back: THE CASTLE DID NOT BELONG TO HER.

At the other end of the hallway is a stairwell leading down.

[heroic_homemaker]

...What is happening now. [Looking around at everything... I wonder if I can fix that frame :|a]

[brotagonist]

[ttttouches the window, briefly]

This is Firebird's place.

[dramatispersonae]

The window feels like it's alive, squirming under your fingers in a very wrong way, though you can't see it moving.

[brotagonist]

Eeeuugh.

[goes to examine the frame more carefully with Taisuke, picking up one of the halves, sure]

[heroic_homemaker]

You think there's any glue around here?

[brotagonist]

I have glue, but I don't think it'd hold something like this together... we can look?

[heroic_homemaker]

Yeah, there's bound to be something we can stick it together with. Or weld it, someone called Firebird must have some fire around.

Also hi, I'm Fire.

[brotagonist]

She probably does.

Yeah, we met in that one game! Nice to talk to you again, even if this is weird...

[checkin out the three doors, I think I know where these go :|a]

[heroic_homemaker]

Oh, we did? Sorry, I've not been keeping track of everyone too well.

[Following o/]

[dramatispersonae]

The first two open in what are clearly guest bedrooms, luxurious and comfortable, but clearly not lived-in. Everything's faded . . . yes, you've seen these rooms before.

The third is a large, old-fashioned bathroom. There is a fiery rip in the air over the tub, dripping ash down into it.

[brotagonist]

The darkness is invading the bathroom?!

[heroic_homemaker]

[Fucking darkness >(!!]

Eugh, it's dripping even. Can we plug that up?

[brotagonist]

Maybe? Dammit, how do you even fix these things?

[steps in and tries turning on the bathtub tap]

[dramatispersonae]

Yes, not even your plumbing is safe. Apparently.

Touching the bathtub feels wrong, squirmy, in the same way the window did. The tap also makes horrible noises like the pipes are trying to force out Cthulu; after a moment sparks start cascading out of it.

[brotagonist]

The bathtub's infected!

[heroic_homemaker]

[...Pokes the bathtub]

[dramatispersonae]

It's heavy, the metal hot -- though not burning.

[brotagonist]

[looks at the other side]

[dramatispersonae]

It's...the front of the picture frame! You've seen this before. There are no extra words on it.

[brotagonist]

[hmmm puts the pieces carefully together for now, anyway. checks the wall where it was?]

[dramatispersonae]

Blank stone wall...

[dramatispersonae]

You might be able to, if you had a welding torch or some really strong glue, but neither seems to be immediately available.

[heroic_homemaker]

[I HAVE MAGIC FIREPOWER!

That I haven't unlocked yet. Oh well. Sets the frame aside and makes a mental note to come back if he finds any]

[dramatispersonae]

You're a bro, Fire.