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dramatispersonae) wrote2012-11-09 07:02 am
dramatispersonae) wrote2012-11-09 07:02 am
FIREBIRD'S REALM - GROUP SIX
((skills are on! please join #chasingthesun if you can!))
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.
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.
[:(!!]
[...trying to fit the frame pieces back together, just cause]
[...trying to fit the frame pieces back together, just cause]
[it takes him a moment to collect himself after that sensation, looking around, especially at the windows]
What—?
What—?
They fit together neatly, but the frame doesn't repair itself.
[pats it]
[going to try those doors, just checking if they're locked or not first]
[going to try those doors, just checking if they're locked or not first]
They're all unlocked! Nothing bursts out at you from behind them.
[turns to look out the window for a while...]
[RECOVERS QUICKLY moving to check the doors :/a]
You start feeling kind of ill if you stare at it too long.
It's impressive . . . in all the wrong ways!
The nearest door opens on what's clearly a guest bedroom, luxurious and comfortable, but clearly not lived-in. Everything's faded . . . there's a dresser, bed, bedside table, a couple of chairs.
The middle door is another bedroom, with only one difference: there's another big tear in the air here, above the bed. You can see ash raining down from it onto the sheets.
The right door is an big and luxurious -- if old-fashioned -- bathroom.
The middle door is another bedroom, with only one difference: there's another big tear in the air here, above the bed. You can see ash raining down from it onto the sheets.
The right door is an big and luxurious -- if old-fashioned -- bathroom.
Nice to meet you. Kind of an obvious warning, but be careful here, okay? Firebird's quests can be dangerous and strange, and this thing could be too.
[WHY ALL THESE HEROES, YOU UPSET MY KNIGHTLY INSTINCTS]
[headcount of heroes done, going into the bathroom]
Nice to meet you, too! And right. I'll be careful, no problem.
It's a bathroom! There's a toilet and a tub and a mirror over the sink and towels and a bathmat.
[not unfamiliar, but looks away after a short while, rubbing his temples. heads over to the frame to see if he can tell whether it held a mirror or canvas]
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