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asgardeventide2012-08-15 06:30 pm
permutation) wrote in asgardeventide2012-08-15 06:30 pm
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( ｖｉｄｅｏ ｔｈｅ ｓｅｃｏｎｄ ) ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇɪᴍᴅᴀʟʟ; ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ-ᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴅ129
[ It's dark. The only bit of light is that which is reflected in yellow eyes and even that's not much, barely visible. There are a lot of sounds though. Actually, there are mostly sounds for now. Whimpering, screeching, the fluttering of feathers. Only the whimpering is coming from her, though. The rest of the sounds are coming from the ravens that are after her ( funny, right? Ravens chasing Raven? Remind her to laugh about it later ). They're the reason for the scratches on her face, jagged red lines showing up brilliantly on her blue skin, once she finally stumbles into a place bright enough for Raven to be visible.
And for the ravens to be kept at bay for the moment.
The lights are flickering though and she jumps every time it seems like they might go out completely ]
The birds. And the natives, they- What happened to them?
[ But she quickly slaps a hand over her mouth as though afraid someone might hear. It's what she wants, though, for someone to hear. Someone over the network, at least, not someone out there. Out there is dangerous. She tried to be strong. She actually went out searching for people, in hopes of keeping them from ending up in the kind of situation that she's in now. She was hoping that the dark blue of her skin would help her blend in with the dark or something, keep her from being seen by whatever's out there.
But nope. Everything went to hell and now she's lost and alone ( she hasn't been here long enough to really know her way around yet ), injured and a little scared. The scratches are the least of her injuries, but none of them really matter currently, as long as she isn't moving. Or doesn't have to move, for that matter ]
Erik, what's going on?
And for the ravens to be kept at bay for the moment.
The lights are flickering though and she jumps every time it seems like they might go out completely ]
The birds. And the natives, they- What happened to them?
[ But she quickly slaps a hand over her mouth as though afraid someone might hear. It's what she wants, though, for someone to hear. Someone over the network, at least, not someone out there. Out there is dangerous. She tried to be strong. She actually went out searching for people, in hopes of keeping them from ending up in the kind of situation that she's in now. She was hoping that the dark blue of her skin would help her blend in with the dark or something, keep her from being seen by whatever's out there.
But nope. Everything went to hell and now she's lost and alone ( she hasn't been here long enough to really know her way around yet ), injured and a little scared. The scratches are the least of her injuries, but none of them really matter currently, as long as she isn't moving. Or doesn't have to move, for that matter ]
Erik, what's going on?