Errol Partridge (i_payitgladly) wrote in reality_crisis, @ 2012-07-09 20:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, pamela ravenscroft, plot: worlds collide |
Somewhere in a city (Open)
The buildings were worn down in a way that reminded Errol of the aftermath of the Third World War. He'd been too young to remember first-hand, but the recordings were required viewing for all citizens of Libria, a reminder of the price of emotion running wild.
He walked through them slowly, taking in as much detail as he could. He didn't know how he'd come to be here--he'd been sitting at his breakfast table, and then in between one breath and the next he was here, in this ruin--but concentrating on the current situation was of more importance than pondering what had happened. He could spend time on that once he had a better grasp of what was currently going on.
Errol found himself missing his black Cleric's coat. Its dark color would hide the incongruously bright and neat blue shirt he wore, as well as his khaki trousers.