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Jan. 14th, 2009


Abandoned Fruits [Snowed In - Jennifer, Cox, JiJi]

Zoe was ready to shoot someone; anyone would have done, but a certain doctor type would have been pleasant. The Amazon wasn't always of a violent mindset, yet the City was testing her limits. How could it keep her away from those she loved? How could she question how she felt? And how could it snow so gorram much? Sure, they'd seen some crazy weather when the terraforming didn't work properly, but this was ridiculous.

She knew she couldn't fight through the snow for long, especially when she lost track of where she was going and ran into a postal box three times. She was rather certain it was the same one because on the second run in, she'd scored the side with her knife. So what if it was illegal, she needed some sort of marker; it was the only distinction she could see among the blobs of white crystals. On the third time, she stamped her way to the nearest door, or what looked like a door. It was angled oddly, but she supposed if it was to an underground area, it was better than nothing. Maybe there'd be supplies.

She shook off the snow as she walked down the steps and had to shiver at the bleak concrete. There were a few supplies, but none of them filled her with shiny happy thoughts. No, they made her think of some poor store room forgotten by a family, who was busy running from the bombardment. It made her think of the war. The cold didn't help, but she'd survive. Climbing back up the steps, she reached for the door to close out the snow and maybe some of the chill. She didn't want to close anyone out, but she couldn't leave the door open forever.

Jan. 10th, 2009


entering a new world. [open!]

Once they had passed through the gateway of the Northern Lights, Lyra and Pan found themselves in a very strange world indeed. The first thing she noticed was the pace. – everything was moving so fast, the cars, the people, even the snow. It was a good thing she was dressed for such weather.

Lyra stuck to the sidewalk, slowly drinking in the strange world. It looked absolutely fascinating! The buildings all looked so modern, nothing at all like the ones back in Oxford. She was simply itching to start exploring!

“Pan,” She frowned, gazing at some of the passers by. “Where are all these people’s daemons?”

“Perhaps this is a world where daemons…don’t exist” Pan mused, shuddering slightly. He couldn’t imagine not being with his companion.

“’Spose we could always ask the compass.”

Trudging through the sidewalk, Lyra sat herself down on the pavement, outside some kind of coffee shop. She probably looked like quite an odd sight indeed; a scrawny little girl dressed for the Antarctic, with a snow fox perched beside her, holding a large golden compass.

Jan. 2nd, 2009


Snowbound (open)

The little black feline apparently was dropped into the deep snow, becoming completely lost amongst the white, frigged blanket. Sitting up as much as he could muster, JiJi barely was able to see over the drift, let alone figure out where he was. The last he remembered, he was hopping down from the roof to the attic room that he and Kiki shared, fully intent on waking the young witch before the sun rose too high in the sky; Falling into a snow drift was not something he had been expecting however.

Crouching down, the black streak popped up out of the snow only to be deposited into yet another deep pile not too far away. And this continued until the ebony feline finally found a more trodden path that had been worn down by human foot traffic. Currently he was a black and white cat thanks to the fluffy white bits sticking to his fur, which were easily removed by a good shake.

"Kiki? Hey Kiki is this some of of joke? Did you learn weather magic or something last night?" white, wide eyes glanced around, finally noticing that he didn't smell the scent of the sea at all. Actually, it didn't smell anything like the little port side town they had been calling home during the little witch's one year of training away from home.

"Hey... this isn't home..."