Acheron Parthenopaeus (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} trexash) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandemansion,@ 2008-03-31 15:07:00 |
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April 3rd, Ash and OTA
Who?: Ash and OTA
What?: First time meetings, asking questions, whatever!
When?: Late night
Where?: Outside, down at the beach
Rating?: TBD
Status? In process
Acheron had made no sounds as he'd traveled through the mansion. He felt the people all around him, felt their thoughts, their fears, their uncertainty about this place. The doctor from the future was still pouring over her notes, entering data into one of her computers about the place. If only she'd let it go, and let things be as they may. Oh well, he doubted anything could really convince her of the gods.
He slipped out the mansion doors, glancing up at the sky he had about another hour or two before another rain shower moved in. He breathed in the salty wet air, and slowly made his way down toward the beach. Ash tucked his hands down into his trench coat as he walked, humming softly into the night.
The sound of the waves crashing gently on the sand met his ears, and he smiled softly. Unlike other Dark-Hunters he was safe in the sunlight during the day, not that he liked the sun all that much, but still. The beach could be enjoyed just as well at night time, at least in Ash's eyes. He stopped, eyes scanning over the vast ocean in front of him.
Most of the inhabitants so far wanted, or needed to get home. What do you want me to do? He asked quietly in his mind, looking up at the cloudy starless sky. The clouds broke for a moment, the shimmer of stars over head twinkled at him. He scowled as he realized what he was looking at. Orion's belt. Rolling his eyes he let out a short breath, and turned his head. "What do you need?" He asked the person who walked up on him, not caring who it was or really what they needed.
Who?: Ash and OTA
What?: First time meetings, asking questions, whatever!
When?: Late night
Where?: Outside, down at the beach
Rating?: TBD
Status? In process
Acheron had made no sounds as he'd traveled through the mansion. He felt the people all around him, felt their thoughts, their fears, their uncertainty about this place. The doctor from the future was still pouring over her notes, entering data into one of her computers about the place. If only she'd let it go, and let things be as they may. Oh well, he doubted anything could really convince her of the gods.
He slipped out the mansion doors, glancing up at the sky he had about another hour or two before another rain shower moved in. He breathed in the salty wet air, and slowly made his way down toward the beach. Ash tucked his hands down into his trench coat as he walked, humming softly into the night.
The sound of the waves crashing gently on the sand met his ears, and he smiled softly. Unlike other Dark-Hunters he was safe in the sunlight during the day, not that he liked the sun all that much, but still. The beach could be enjoyed just as well at night time, at least in Ash's eyes. He stopped, eyes scanning over the vast ocean in front of him.
Most of the inhabitants so far wanted, or needed to get home. What do you want me to do? He asked quietly in his mind, looking up at the cloudy starless sky. The clouds broke for a moment, the shimmer of stars over head twinkled at him. He scowled as he realized what he was looking at. Orion's belt. Rolling his eyes he let out a short breath, and turned his head. "What do you need?" He asked the person who walked up on him, not caring who it was or really what they needed.