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Tweak says, "What is this a missile launch?"

Alec Sage (fadedmemory) wrote in indarkness_logs,
@ 2010-07-02 21:24:00

Entry tags:

2032 07, bella swan, edward cullen

RP: Sparkling Mango Tree
Characters: Edward, open. He is insistent that this post will draw a Bella. IDK what to tell him.
Time/Date: July 2, noonish
Location: outisde
Warnings/Rating: TBD - likely none
Summary: Edward angsts. Shock, I know.
Status: open, ongoing

He had been trying, unsuccessfully, for several days to get Alice out of the hotel. Dreaming, regardless of the frequency of it and however subtle it appeared, was an unnatural occurrence for their kind and meant outside influence. They were never out of themselves for a long enough period of time for their minds to develop any sort of plot to their thoughts, and to get distracted in such a way. Edward himself had zoned out one evening staring at the clock and several hours had gone by before he had returned to himself.

It was simply unnatural.

He was dreaming of Bella, of course, and that was the one thing that - had this strangeness not continued for such an extended period of time - would have made Edward think that he was really just losing his mind. To be absent from her for such a long period of time so soon after returning from Italy... she must be going as out of her mind with worry as he was. He felt so horribly guilty that he could not find a way to return home to her, and prayed dearly that the rumours that perhaps time had no meaning in this world were true, and that when this experiment was over he would be returned to her and she would not have noticed a difference.

In the meantime, he would have to trust that if time was not stopped, the rest of his family would keep her safe, even if their continued absence was a big part of the reason why Alice was continuing to stay in her room, struggling to recover the day dreams, allow them to overcome her. He was truly beginning to fear for her mental health, that she would rather live in a drugged hallucination than attempt to survive in the world, and worried that if this was a test, Alice was failing. But he could not get her to leave, and... there were times when he did not wish to. He knew the allure of the dreams, and he did not wish to tear her away from the few moments that she got to spend with Jasper in this foreign place.

But he was growing weary, and hoped that by getting some air, he could properly cleanse his system of the putrid gas filling his lungs, or the toxins in his veins, or whatever it was that was causing the scientists to control his dreams in such a way.

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inadvertently
2010-07-03 02:14 am UTC (link)

Outside was better than inside. Some people were apparently actually watching the programs. Sure, she'd watched a couple until she realized that was all that was on, and she could hear the programs through some of the walls, through the doors she'd passed on the way down.

Bella sighed once she was outside - after stumbling down the stairs, of course - she shoved her hands in her pockets and looked around. It was a little cooler than she was accustomed to at home, but not horrible. At least the snow was gone.

Looking toward the side and not in the direction she was walking, she very nearly collided with someone. "Sorry," she said as she whipped her head around to face front, lifting a hand out of her pocket to push her hair back behind her ear. "I should know better than to ... not look where I'm going," she mumbled before she started to side-step around him, intending to continue on her aimless and hopefully not line-crossing wandering.

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fadedmemory
2010-07-03 02:57 am UTC (link)

He'd been lost in thought, and due to his diminished abilities he'd been a lot less aware of the people around him, so he found himself somewhat surprised when someone nearly ran into him from behind.

He turned around slowly, and though the sound of the voice was familiar to him in an almost painful way, he couldn't quite place it yet. The face, though, was as unmistakable as the smell that made his throat start to burn in an all-too familiar way. He found himself grateful, and not for the first time, for whatever unholy device or concoction that was restraining his abilities as it also lessoned the pull to drink human blood.

"M... my fault entirely," he said, and he was unable to hide the mesmerizing grin that crossed over his features. The thrill of emotions that ran through him, the thoughts that ran through his head, the questions he wanted to ask, the desperation to hold her, touch her, ensure that she really was safe was practically overwhelming.

The only thing that restrained him was the miserable knowledge that this was just another dream, and that he would reach out to touch Bella and she would simply fade away again. So he simply smiled, and looked at her, and waited for the dream to end.

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inadvertently
2010-07-03 03:07 am UTC (link)

Bella blinked and shook her head. His fault? He'd just been standing there. "No, it ... it's me. I'm kind of ... not exactly ... graceful." She shook her head, which set her hair loose again, and she pushed it back once more. Still, since they were standing here and talking and she really didn't have anywhere pressing to go, she thought she should probably at least introduce herself.

They were supposed to be getting to know one another, right?

"I'm Bella," she said before awkwardly sticking out her hand toward him. "I ... just ... I guess I was just kidnapped here a couple of days ago. When it was snowing?" she added for the sake of clarification. "There's ... it doesn't snow where I'm from," she continued before she managed to hold her tongue and stop talking.

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fadedmemory
2010-07-03 04:42 am UTC (link)

He was... confused now. This was a new one. A Bella who introduced himself to him, who showed no signs of recollection of him? He really did not know how to handle that, and stared at her for a good few moments before he realized she'd extended her hand to shake his, and slid his own forward to grasp hers.

"Edward Cullen," he said, his voice betraying his confusion and disorientation. He felt his cooler hand slide into her warm one and that simply solidified the oddness of the situation. She was here. He wasn't dreaming. And yet... "You don't... know me?"

He swallowed a bit thickly as he made the connections. People were being brought from all sorts of timelines. This Bella - brought from a place where there was no snow - was quite possibly a Bella from before she left Phoenix. He... wasn't sure how he was to cope with that.

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inadvertently
2010-07-03 05:14 am UTC (link)

Bella shook her head slightly, her brow furrowing. Should she know him? He was staring at her in a really, really weird way. It was actually kind of creepy. He was cute, but ... creepy. "I ... sorry, no. I ... are you a friend of my mom's?" Maybe they'd met once somewhere, ages ago, and he remembered her?

She didn't exactly have the best memory, but she was pretty sure she'd know if they'd gone to school together, so that was probably out. The fact that he was someone she simply hadn't met yet didn't occur to her, but she hadn't strung two and two together to get four and realize that people came from all different times here.

"Sorry. If we've met and I ... don't. I think I would've remembered you," she said, which came out a little awkwardly. Shuffling her feet, she tugged her sleeves down over her hands as she tipped her chin to gaze up at him.

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fadedmemory
2010-07-03 06:20 am UTC (link)

Friend of her mom's. Well. If that didn't... clarify that he was on the right track, he wasn't sure what was going to. He closed his eyes as he did his very best to hide the immense depression and confusion that he felt crashing through his system. Maybe it was better this way, that the Bella that the scientists wanted to experiment on would not be attached to him, and he could not be used as a weakness for her, and she could... have her own life. It meant that his Bella was back home somewhere, safe, and being taken care of by his family - the scientists weren't interested in her.

"The... fault is mine," he managed, though his words came out a bit tighter than he intended. "I've... mistaken you, I believe, for someone else." He tried to manage a smile, feeling more and more like he should excuse himself from the conversation to go have a good angst under a tree somewhere, but reluctant to leave her even if she wasn't the Bella he knew so well.

He thought he could perhaps explain the situation to her, but he thought that the less she knew about him, the better she would probably be, so he opted out of that for now.

"So you have been here for a few days," he said, going back to her earlier comment and doing his best not to stare. "Are you... adjusting well? It can be difficult in a place that leaves little constants to adjust to..."

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inadvertently
2010-07-03 06:32 am UTC (link)

"Oh," she said. Her brow furrowed and she bit at her upper lip before she shook her head. "No, that's ... no. That's all right." Though it was kind of weird to think she looked like someone he knew. Was that why she was here? To ... remind him of that someone he knew?

"Do you know ... what. What they're really doing here? Why we're all chosen? Or if ... there's nothing really behind it at all?"

Bella's shoulders lifted into a shrug as she wrapped her arms under her breasts. "I don't know. I guess? I've been sleeping okay. I heard some people were having ... nightmares or something. It's weird the ... food and shopping situations, and the ... isolation factor. The line kind of freaks me out because ..." A faint, self-depreciating laugh crossed her lips. "Well, I'd probably ... fall over it without seeing it and die or something."

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fadedmemory
2010-07-03 06:40 am UTC (link)

He shook his head carefully. "Unfortunately, I do not know what purpose our presence here serves the scientists," he said. "I wish I did, truly, but... they have been largely mute on the subject, from what I have been able to deduce. Perhaps there is simply something innately curious about each person that is worth observing," he shrugged one shoulder somewhat absently. He knew what it was about himself that was curious - it was possible that Bella had been summoned because of her effects on him. He felt a brief stab of guilt, but it did not last long - he was entirely too selfishly pleased that there was some version of her present here.

He nodded to her statement, and closed his eyes at the thought. She wouldn't see it and would trip over the line and get herself killed. Oh, how true that was, and the thought of it was going to haunt him all day now. He wondered if he could follow her surreptitiously and prevent such a horrible thing from occurring. Or if Alice could find a loophole in the prevention of her visions to keep Bella safe. Well, perhaps not now, but when she had... recovered from this depression she had sunk into. "As long as you stay a good distance away from it, you should be fine," he said, trying to smile. "And have you been having... overly pleasant dreams? That is another symptom that some individuals have been experiencing, myself and my sister included."

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inadvertently
2010-07-03 06:50 am UTC (link)

She nodded, glum and resigned, but she hadn't honestly expected him to have any real insight. Maybe it was something that would be clear in time. Or not so much. Maybe they'd never know. "Do you know ... if anyone's gotten home yet? I ... I was supposed to move to my dad's place in a week and ... my mom's probably freaking out that I'm not there. I don't want her to think I ran away or something ..."

Though she didn't honestly think her mother would think that. Not right away, anyway.

"I haven't really been having any dreams," she said. "Nothing I remember, anyway."

She uncrossed her arms and looked around before she tucked her thumb knuckle against her lip and shifted her weight from foot to foot. "So what ... what about you? And your ... your sister? How ... how are you guys doing? Where are you from?" It was conversation, right? Something to do?

Bella shifted her gaze, dark eyes playing over his face curiously before she glanced away.

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fadedmemory
2010-07-03 11:21 pm UTC (link)

He hesitated, both not wanting to give her false hope and not wanting to disappoint her, and said carefully, "I have not heard of anyone escaping yet, though it isn't as though every story is broadcast through the network. Though there are rumours circulating that this place exists outside of time, and that upon our return it will be as if nothing happened. Perhaps your parents will not... will have no need to be worried." He offered her a smile, and was more relieved than he wished to be to hear that she was not suffering from any strange dreaming episodes.

Where were they from? Oh... this... was possibly not going to end well. "We are... doing all right," he decided. "Missing our family back home. We're from... all over, really. We travel a lot. We enjoy camping," he smiled awkwardly, but really - he wasn't about to tell her that they were vampires and had to travel a lot due to not aging like typical humans. And he thought it would be suspicious if he admitted that they had just been in Forks, so he was trying to avoid that.

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inadvertently
2010-07-03 11:31 pm UTC (link)

She nodded, though it didn't make any sense to her. How could a place exist outside of time? Time was constant and it was clearly passing right now, so how were they outside of it?

"Oh. I ... pretty much just ... stayed in one place. A couple places. Between my mom's and Forks, after ... the divorce." She grinned a little sheepishly. "I'm not really much for traveling or camping. Pretty much an inside girl."

She wrapped one arm around her middle, the other gesturing slightly. "Is ... I mean, have you found out anything about this place, that's ... helpful in ... getting out?"

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