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Gillian Owens (gillibeans) wrote in dunwichgame,
@ 2023-09-18 19:04:00

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!log/thread/narrative, ∙ plot: 008 i let you in, ◌ inactive: gillian owens, ◌ inactive: sally owens

Gillian & Sally

Today | Out in Dunwich| RATING

The Owens sisters arrive in Dunwich.

⚠ TBD

One second Gillian had been stepping out of the aunt’s house, mug in hand. The next she was somewhere else, a place teeming with even more magic than she’d ever felt at the Owens’ house. She could feel it curling through her slippers and up into the rest of her. An electric charge that promised more. Whether or not that more was a good thing was yet to be seen.

She didn’t have her mug any longer and the robe she was wearing over her pajamas felt sorely out of place in the middle of the bustling street. Yet no one was even batting an eye in her direction. Someone had even dropped a phone and then pressed it into her hand.

Weird. It definitely wasn’t hers, no matter how much the person tried to protest that it was before they were swallowed in the morning rush.

She stared at it for a moment, not sure what to do before spotting a familiar face on the other side of the street. It looked like her sister, but what were the chances they were both pulled to…wherever this was.

“Sally?”

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maninthemoon
2023-09-19 04:10 am UTC (link)

Sally had not expected to step outside and into another world, but honestly, did anyone? The mist had enveloped her, like a blanket without any of the warmth, only chilled whispers on her skin. She called and called her sisters name, the increasing panic that bled into her voice only audible to someone like Gillian. Yet her exclamations faded into the fog, swallowed up, not even echoing back to her.

She felt her fingers twitching at her sides, ready for a spell or an location invocation, a last desperate ditch effort when suddenly, as quickly as it rolled in thick and blinding---the mist was gone, and Sally was left standing on the sidewalk in her own night clothes and robe, looking like a misplaced sleep walker. Her aunts house? Nowhere in sight.

Silence choked her. This definitely wasn't home. Magic was electric in the air, like ball lightening, pulsing through the air, the very ground. Stunned she simply stared as people walked by, unaffected by the woman standing stunned in her nightwear. Unbeknownst to Sally, just as Gillian was having a phone pressed into her hand, so was she.

Caught off guard a moment, she quickly found her voice. "Hey--heyheyhey! Hold on a second! This is not mine!" Still she grasped it as if it were, while the stranger waved their hand dismissively at her and disappeared around the block. She stared down at the device in her hand, half expecting it to light up with her sisters face when she heard...her sister's voice? Calling, pulling her.

She looked up to see red hair like a beacon across the street.

"Oh, thank God." Sally never knew why she thanked him, she didn't even believe in him, but the phrase seemed appropriate. "Gilli!"

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gillibeans
2023-09-19 02:45 pm UTC (link)

She didn't even bother glancing across the street as she darted across, making a beeline through the crowd for her sister. The few cars driving by screeched to a halt, narrowly missing her but Gillian didn't even bat an eye, stuffing the phone into her robe's pocket.

"We are not in Kansas anymore, Sal," Gillian commented as she reached forward, pulling her sister into a hug.

This was real. The only real thing about wherever they were. Sally was grounding, something she could hold onto as her senses tried to catch up with everything happening around them. People simply moved around the two. No one even muttered about the inconvenience. It was almost as if they weren't even there. But they were.

The sidewalk was under her feet, the sky above her head. "Do you think the aunt's did this?" Not that Gillian had any clue what this was.

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maninthemoon
2023-09-19 07:13 pm UTC (link)

"Don't run across the street like that again!" She gasped, immediately drawing her sister into the hug. Though Sally had been about to do the same damn thing, of course. She breathed in deep, keeping herself as grounded as possible, like an great oak. She had to be.

"Clearly we're not over the rainbow though," Sally muttered, glancing around. It was autumn, it was a town, but the energy was--off. She could feel it, like they had peeled back the thinning veil and stepped to the understand. Shaking her head no, she pulled back a little, her right arm twining with Gillian's.

"No, I don't think so. They meddle but not like--" She wanted to say not like this but considering recent events. "I don't think so." She corrected herself instead. She tugged her sister a little closer so they were out of the way, though no one was exactly complaining.

"And I didn't do it," she hadn't even thought of magic since rifling through the aunts spellbook, begging, pleading with them to bring her Michael back. Since she called Gilli home. The scar on her palm tingling. "...did you? Maybe?"

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gillibeans
2023-09-20 05:18 am UTC (link)

Gillian snorted, giving her sister a look. She might be able to do magic but definitely nothing on the scale of teleporting them to another town. Or whatever had happened to them. She wasn't sure it was simply being in a town, not with the weird tingle the place sent through her.

"Definitely not me, Sal." She gestured down at her robe. "I would have at least made sure I was ready to be out in the world." At least she had on her good pajamas.

She pulled the phone out of her robe's pocket. "Maybe this thing has some answers?"

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maninthemoon
2023-09-20 12:49 pm UTC (link)

Honestly? Sally hated it when Gillian put her own abilities down, funnily enough. Sure, Sally didn't care much for using her own magic these days, but she wasn't blind to how important it was to Gilli--even if she didn't fully agree on the hows and whys of the way she used it. Maybe she just hated that her sister doubted herself at all, she was amazing after all, and she seemed to be the last person to acknowledge it.

But Sally kept quiet on the subject, for now.

"True, you do look like Christmas morning." The chance to gently tease her sister even in dizzying situations would not go unprodded. "I can only imagine how I look." And with a poke to her own self it was even.

She peered down at her sisters hand, holding up her own device, skeptically. "You really think some thing strangers gave us might help?" She delicately took the one in her sisters hand, comparing the two. "They don't feel enchanted."

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gillibeans
2023-09-20 02:26 pm UTC (link)

Gillian rolled her eyes. Sally was gorgeous and she knew it. The Owens genes were fabulous. Might as well be when each of them were cursed. Couldn't really go around attracting ill-fated men if they'd been plain Janes. It was a double-edged sword, one that cut deeply if she thought too closely, and Gillian had no intention of doing so.

She hadn't sensed any enchantment in hers either, but there had to be a reason they were given them. People didn't go around giving out phones for fun, especially not brand new ones. She took hers back from her sister and turned it over in her hands. This one looked newer than her own model.

Gillian swiped it open, spotting most of the generic apps on the front page before clicking on the 'Maps' one. She tapped it open, brows quirking as it identified their location. "Dunwich?" She looked over at Sally. "I don't think I've ever heard of it."

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maninthemoon
2023-09-22 04:14 am UTC (link)

Sally slipped over to stand side by side with her sister. Looks would not be brought up any further, because their looks were indeed what got them into trouble more often than not, it was some awful, over the top, fairytale strangeness that she never truly understood until she got older. Because honestly? Most people never went past skin deep and couldn't hear over swirling rumors.

She looked at the map, brows furrowed, shaking her head. "I've never heard of it. And it's not like we didn't grow up around Massachusetts." Obviously. "This has to be a mistake, maybe it's broken? Because last I checked there weren't strange little downs in our backyard."

She closed her eyes, breathing in deep. "Logically if we walked in we could walk right out, but magically?

Fat chance.

"Do you remember the house phone number?" Maybe the cell would pick up over this---whatever it was. Signals were fairly strong. "Electromagnetic waves can sometimes disrupt spells?" Sally was fairly sure it was its own form of magic, most science was, honestly.

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gillibeans
2023-09-23 09:51 am UTC (link)

Gillian hadn't bothered memorizing a phone number in ages but the aunt's one had been drilled into her head as a child. It came back quickly enough and she practically sang the numbers in the annoying little tune they had been taught to memorize it. Or at least she thought she remembered it correctly.

Putting it in only gave 'number cannot be completed as dialed' tone. She knew she had the number right. No matter what the damn phone kept saying.

Her lips twitches, eyes narrowing as she glared down at the annoying object and then dropped it back into her pocket. The last thing she wanted to do was accidentally break it because she was too annoyed. Her temper always got the better of her.

"I'm all out of ideas," Gillian sighed, crossing her arms as she leaned against the closest building.

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maninthemoon
2023-09-26 01:35 pm UTC (link)

Sally forced her hands to stay at her sides. She had two bad habits since childhood, biting her nails when she got anxious--she mostly mastered that-- and the older sibling syndrome, where she felt the need to take over, take the phone and try dialing it herself because maybe if she took responsibility it would work.

She managed to steady her arms. They remained deadlocked and unmoving.

Inhaling deeply as Gillian dropped the phone back into her pocket, she shook her shoulders loose from their statuesque position, she glanced around before looking down at her own phone, swiping the map open.

"There's a star on this place, right here." She pointed, slipping next to her sister so they could hover over it. "Pickman House. Maybe it's like a Town Hall? We might get some answers there." Sally wasn't a fan of traipsing about some unknown place, but if they kept their eyes forward, destination in mind? They should be fine. "Do you have any St. John's Wort on you?" She was wearing a robe, Sally. Probably not. She pulled a little purple pouch from her own pockets, opening it. Carrying around herbs for 'just because' reasons was definitely a witch thing she couldn't shake.

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gillibeans
2023-09-27 03:12 pm UTC (link)

Gillian had never been one to carry around herbs on her. Especially not when she was wearing a robe. She was lucky she'd been at their aunts' place considering what she usually got out of bed in. Though showing up in a new place, stark naked might have gotten some of the people passing by to actually pay attention.

She held out her hand to get some St. John's Wort from Sally before nodding about heading to Pickman. It seemed like as good a place as any to start. If they couldn't get any answers there then they'd keep looking. Maybe they'd find some place to get a drink along the way.

"Let's head there. Seems like as good a plan as any right now."

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