Gretel (no_breadcrumbs) wrote in incompletedata, @ 2017-08-06 23:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | hansel & gretel: gretel, star wars: canon: jedikiller |
Who: Gretel and Kylo Ren
When: Evening
Where: The Main Lounge
What: Gretel is lost and looking for answers
The last thing Gretel had been aware of before the cage was that ominous twinge in the back of her mind; the calm before the storm, where the atmosphere charged before a lightning strike, or a flare of dark magic hurling a horse cart or fallen tree at the pair of them. Then... there was no pair of them; she was stripped save for some flimsy dress that could barely be called such, and alone.
Gretel didn't do alone very well. After the cage had been that Woman- whom she was now mostly convinced was another Grand dark witch that had somehow escaped Muriel's forces- then the magic glass and more flimsy clothing and...
Still caught somewhere between thinking all this was a fever-dream- that she was stretched out cold and bleeding somewhere while Hansel scrambled to keep her alive- and the more terrifying realization that it was real, Gretel followed the instructions left by the first other voice of 'reason' she'd encountered. Maybe a face to face conversation would settle easier, or at least make some sort of sense. Of course, that meant navigating the strange, alien clothing she'd been given- some articles of which were simple enough, but others she completely abandoned- then forcing herself into a tiny room with no apparent exit and the heart attack that followed when the door closed and it started moving. Thankfully the small room didn't kill her. Her blood pressure was only slightly off the measure when she finally found what had to be the 'main lounge'.
Almost desperately, her eyes scanned the unfamiliar furnishings for orange, and hoped the one wearing it would recognize her quickly; introducing herself to strangers was one thing, but this... was an entirely different world.