Juliet St Laurent (not_so_tragic) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-10-17 18:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2032 10, hugo weasley, juliet st laurent |
RP: Again?
Characters: Juliet, Hugo
Time/Date: late afternoon, October 17
Location: Algul Siento, kitchen
Warnings/Rating: None
Summary: Juliet arrives
Status: complete
Juliet tossed the Blackberry onto the bed, slightly annoyed. This wasn't supposed to happen to her again. So, it wasn't a lab like before, and that was good. She didn't think it counted as a safe-house when they were talking about kidnapping her for observation. She'd seen icons in the network of people who looked like Jaime and Romeo, but investigation proved that one was Tyler, and while the other one was Jaime, it wasn't the Jaime she knew. Which was weird. There was also a Wes look-alike, but that was a Tristan.
Eventually, she'd gotten tired of scouring back in the network and finding familiar faces that turned out to not be familiar at all.
Maybe this wasn't about ... the rain. Maybe this wasn't actually like before. Maybe this was something different, but ... why her? She supposed everyone else here was asking themselves the same thing.
With her hands tucked into the pockets of her jeans, Juliet prowled the halls of the hotel. She saw the names on the doors, and on the second floor she saw Jaime's name. Standing outside that door, she stared at it and wondered who Malcolm Reynolds was. Jaime -- her Jaime -- had been with Alex.
Weird. She thought about knocking to see if this Jaime knew someone like her, but thought better of it. She could meet her ... later.
Turning away from the door, Juliet trotted down the stairs. Once she reached the lobby area, she looked around curiously. It definitely wasn't like any hotel lobby she'd seen. Not that she'd seen a lot, really. It actually kind of resembled the lobby at the hotel the captives had moved into, and she bit at her lower lip. Maybe she'd been whisked into some parallel alternate reality or something.
Stepping through the dining area, Juliet crossed to the kitchen and opened the fridge. She peeked inside before she drew out a can of Coke. Popping it open, she stood where she was and took a sip before peering around. She wondered if they could leave the hotel or not. She didn't see anyone around to stop her, so she eyed the door curiously and waited to see if any kidnapper showed up to tell her what was what or something.