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Isabel Evans ([info]antarprincess) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2011-04-05 20:53:00

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Entry tags:eames, isabel evans

WHO: Isabel and Eames
WHAT: Isabel dreamwalks Eames, and ends up getting quite the surprise.
WHERE: Eames' dreams
WHEN: late evening
STATUS/RATING: Incomplete/TBD

Isabel laid in bed and scrolled through the PDA for what felt like the billionth time before looking over at the clock on the nightstand. It was getting late. If she wanted to go dreamwalking, now was the time to start.

Well, want wasn't exactly the right word. She had to do it. She had been kidnapped and brought to a strange city, and she had no real allies. She didn't know who brought her here, or why, or how. Dreamwalking was the only way for her to get answers, or at least to get a sense of who the city's other inhabitants were. And it was something she could do without drawing attention to herself, without revealing more about who she really was.

Taking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes and absentmindedly scrolled through the PDA. When she opened them, she saw that her thumb lay next to a man's picture. Early thirties, dark blonde hair, handsome.

He would do.

She placed her thumb on his picture and closed her eyes, concentrating, waiting to enter his dream.


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[info]antarprincess
2011-04-15 12:32 am UTC (link)
Isabel walked over to the side of the bridge and shielded her eyes from the sun with her hand, looking out at the view. A light breeze kept her from getting too warm, and made her long blond hair dance about. "Like I said, you weren't supposed to know I was here. No one else would have. But then it was as if you could feel my presence... And then you jumped from the girl, to the other man, to the old woman.... I had to make sure..." She had to make sure that she was going to be safe in the city, that he wasn't a threat to her. In fact, she was still trying to figure that out. And she wouldn't apologize for it, not after the last few years of her life.

"As for being so pissed off that you want to break into my apartment and redecorate, if it will make you feel better, go for it. After what my roommate's done, it could use a fresh coat of paint." Or possibly a hazmat team.

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