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gunnykerr (gunnykerr) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-20 08:01:00

Entry tags:

arrival, complete, day seven, robin of locksley, torin kerr

-Who: Torin Kerr and OTA
-What: Arrival!
-When: Morning, day 7
-Where: Near the city limits, on the far side from the Labyrinth
-Status: Complete
-Rating: R, for language.

Torin sighed and pulled another pouch of beer from her allotment. Tomorrow would start the first round of briefings and talks with gods only know who the Confederation thought should know about the whole Silsviss thing. It would be military first, of course, but she had no doubt that there would be civilian briefings as well. And since she was apparently the only 'expert' they had on their new allies... Endless briefings when she should be with her platoon. But such was the way of the world. She rubbed absently at her jaw, still feeling sore from the installation of her new implant. Nothing quite like having your jaw cracked open to make you sore for weeks.

She finished her beer and tossed the pouch in the recycler as she stood. General Morris had oh-so-kindly told her to take the day getting settled in, but she was a combat Marine, and she certainly didn't need a full day to settle into was was essentially safe territory. But sitting in her room wasn't going to help anything. While she doubted Ventris Station had changed that much since the last time she'd been here, looking around would at least help kill the boredom. She grabbed her slate, and clipped it to her belt just in case anyone who didn't have her implant codes needed her.

She noticed something was wrong the moment she stepped outside the door. This was most definitely not Ventris station. She glanced back over her shoulder, and somehow wasn't really surprised to find the door had disappeared.

"Fuk it" she snarled, her hand drifting towards the knife in her boot. She tounged her implant, but got nothing, not even static. She wanted to be surprised. She wished she could be surprised. But this was just the kind of thing that seemed to be happening to her.

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taylorwade
2009-05-03 10:43 am UTC (link)

Robin stopped his approach when the woman turned toward him and stared. He noticed the way in which she started when he spoke and he wondered if she expected him to speak something other than English. At least it appeared as if she understood him. Of course, he'd been able to speak and understand everyone else around here no matter the time or place they came from so why should she be the exception? He was several feet from her, but within speaking distance.

He looked her over about as much as she looked him over. She had a bearing about her that told him she was a fighter. Good or evil, he didn't know, but at this stage it didn't much matter. At least not until she tried to attack. From the position she took up, however, that didn't appear to be happening anytime soon. He crossed his arms over his chest, watching and listening as she rattled off her introduction and request for information. It was very formal and Robin found it somewhat amusing. But he never cracked a smile.

"I'm Robin of Locksley and you, my lady, are in the City. Where about this city is, none of us know. We have all been brought here as you have, with neither warning or explanation. I have been here from the first and the King of these lands explained that, in short, we are his prisoners." He took a breath and thought to himself that a prepared speech for others that might arrive in the future would be appropriate.

"The King is called Jareth. He made this place and he rules it. The rules being that no one may murder another and no one may leave unless gifted with the chance after defeating the labyrinth." When he spoke of the maze, he pointed toward the large walled structure that could be seen from practically anywhere within the city. "I am sure that there is a key waiting for you in the main hall." He pointed again toward the largest of the buildings and then waited for her to respond.

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gunnykerr
2009-05-04 06:54 am UTC (link)

Torin listened to the man, filing away the information, no matter how strange it sounded. And it did sound mighty strange, though she had to admit some of that was this strange man's speech pattern. It sounded like he'd stepped out of some strange fantasy drama series.

She raised an eyebrow at the rules. Not leave unless she found this king person? She let out a short snort as she followed his gesture towards the Labyrinth. It didn't look that imposing, at least not after Big Yellow. If this "king" thought a little maze was going to stop her, then he had no idea who she was. She was not one to remain a prisoner for long.

"We're provided rooms?" she asked, with heavy sarcasm. "How generous. I suppose we're provided food and clothing as well?" She didn't wait for a reply before she started heading towards where the man had pointed.

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