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Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-08 15:44:00

Entry tags:

arrival, complete, day two, nymphadora tonks, rose tyler

WHO: Nymphadora Tonks and Rose Tyler
WHAT: The arrival of Miss Tonks
WHEN: Day 2, afternoon
WHERE: The center of the City of Illusions
WARNINGS: PG-ish?
STATUS: Complete

It was a sad state of affairs when she would wish for the company of Severus Snape. She'd never really liked him, and the events that had happened all those months ago on Mirage had left their mark on her. But she needed Snape right now, that was the simple truth. She didn't know of any Healers on the Planet, and Snape, while a greasy, unpleasant git, was someone who could probably help her. But he'd disappeared, and it was most inconvienant at the moment.

For the last few months, Tonks had been feeling rather ill. At first, she'd tried to ignore it and hoped it would go away. Eventually, though, she'd been forced to seek out the unpleasant Potions Master. Only to find he'd disappeared, which was beyond annoying. Still, what else could she do? But she was so tired all the time. Still, she'd likely just caught some sort of Muggle illness, and left it at that. It would pass, she figured.

Still, it had been going on for awhile now. But it hadn't impacted her life that much, and she almost thought it was starting to get better. The throwing up had stopped, anyway, and the tiredness seemed better. Maybe she would recover. Still, it couldn't hurt to have talked to Professor Snape about it. But since that couldn't happen, she tried her best to forget about it.

One day, though, which was not so very different from any other day, she was simply minding her own business when everything changed. She thought maybe she would seek out Marcus, when a black hole opened up in front of her. She didn't even have time to scream. In fact, she barely did anything but think to herself Merlin, here we go again... before she was being sucked down into it.

She landed on a grassy lawn and looked around. It was a strange place, almost sparkly, and she frowned as her dark eyes took everything in. The tents, the jousting, the general activity... and then it occured to her just what had happened. She gasped, and then shook her head. "...Marcus... no!"" She gradually came to understand all the implications, and for some odd reason, found herself rather dizzy. She fought it off, though, and set her jaw determinedly. She was going to get back to her lover. There was just no other way she would accept things.

All she had to do was figure out how. Someone was walking by nearby, and she called out to her. "Excuse me, can you please explain where I am? This isn't Mirage, is it?"

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plusone
2009-03-08 09:27 pm UTC (link)

Well, she was certainly a friendly one, Rose would give her that. Despite her obvious worry over the situation, and in fairness who wouldn't be, the young woman seemed completely good-natured. It might've been a bit irritating were Rose not so desperate for someone who she could lean on in this place. She was growing more independent since she'd been away from the Doctor, but considering the huge switch in her life with little to no warning, she was undoubtedly needier than usual. And this was te first truly kind person she'd met in person.

Considering this fact, Rose tucked a piece of hair, much lighter and more boring than her companion's, behind her ear. "No," she aid quietly. "I don't think so, at least. There's so many people here, though... It's hard to tell. I know one girl, she said she was from Greece and she apparently has battled the gods? I know she said she was from this...this Mirage. A living planet." A phenomenon still so baffling to Rose that she'd give anything to be back at Torchwood, analyzing the possibilities. "No men, though, sorry. Course, I only just got here myself. Still meeting people." Well, she would be if she'd ever leave her room. Now was the time, she supposed.

About this place? God, what was there to tell? "We've been kidnapped," she supplied, considering the woman's questions carefully. Strange? That wasn't the adjective Rose would've chosen. "By some horrible little creature who's declared himself king. And, so he says, there's no way out. You'll get a journal and a key to your room... Ours hovered in front of us till we took it. Enchanted, I guess? Never believe in magic much before now but..." But there was no denying some of the things happening around her were, indeed, beyond ordinary scientific explanation. Not without plenty more thought, at least. "It's insane, I'll grant you that." What was it she'd told the tattoo-ed bloke? That perhaps it was about time she went insane? Truer story was never told.