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zaria (bravely) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-01 21:47:00

Entry tags:

arrival, complete, day one, gabrielle, xena

Day 1
Who: Xena and Gabrielle
What: Finding Each Other
Where: Somewhere about the city
When: Evening
Rating: PG?
Status: Complete

Xena felt the absence of warmth next to her almost immediately. Her blue eyes flashed open, though she had no need for alarm just yet. Still, she couldn't help but feel a measure of concern as she sat up in bed and glanced around the room, the room they'd been given on the godsforsaken planet that had snatched them both there. She could hear no running water in the bathroom, and the immediate room surrounding her held no traces of the blond bard. Her breath went still in her chest and she listened intently for breathing or anything else that would indicate that Gabrielle was within the sound of her voice.

There was nothing. Xena launched herself out of bed, because she could, and because she was in a hurry, and landed on her feet, still glancing around in case her hearing had been wrong. It wasn't. She half wondered if the bard had let her sleep and had gone to get food instead of waking her. After dressing as appropriately as she could in such a hurry, she left their room fully equipped with her weapons and went searching for Gabrielle. Normally, Xena wouldn't harbor such worry for her friend, but the circumstances of late had not been altogether pleasant.

First of all, Gabrielle had been badly hurt and she'd barely survived the trip to the Amazons who, although they were able to save her, said that she needed a lot of rest. Then, Xena had been brought to this damn planet and had worried and fretted over Gabrielle for a day or two before she was finally brought to Mirage, too. But also, there was a deep sense of dread that had settled in her stomach and she couldn't shake it. She searched high and low over the vast expanse of the Planet, covering much of it on Argo's back. When there was no sign of Gabrielle after several hours, Xena knew something was wrong.

As night fell, her worry increased. Nothing physically could harm Gabrielle on Mirage, at least not to the point of death, but that didn't cover kidnap or torture or any other unpleasantries. Both she and Argo were exhausted when she felt a tug on her skin. It tugged in no specific place, but seemed to tug everywhere at once. And suddenly, she was sitting on Argo's back in the middle of what looked to be a medieval village. Her piercing blue eyes surveyed the area for a moment. The snorting of other horses had Argo whickering in response and had peaked Xena's interest. This was not Mirage, of that she was certain. But it wasn't home either. Where the hell was she?

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bravely
2009-03-16 06:59 pm UTC (link)

"We'll both start tomorrow." Xena spoke, eyes closed. She brought both of her arms up behind her head and sighed softly. She might be able to get used to the softness of this bed afterall. She cracked her eye open again and smirked lightly as Gabrielle got that faraway look on her face. She always got that way when she talked about her stories. "Sure, sure. Why not?" She closed her eye again, but the smirk remained. It amused Xena that Gabrielle got so excited about possible fights. It was like she was the innocent young girl from Potidaea all over again. That Gabrielle had been excited to get into fights, had wanted to use a sword.

The Gabrielle she knew now was more cautious. She knew what it was like to kill someone now. She knew how much it had changed everything. For both of them. Before Xena had felt no guilt about Gabrielle's part in their adventures. Xena had done all the fighting, all the killing. The bard had helped once she'd gained skill with the fighting staff, of course, but she'd never killed with it. Xena still felt guilty that her lust for revenge on Caesar had taken them to Britannia where Dahak had gotten his hands on the innocent young thing she'd been back then. But she knew that if anyone was to blame, it was the Dark Lord himself. Still, it made Xena happy to hear Gabrielle touting the idea for a new poem the way she had in the past.

When Gabrielle finally got around to figuring out what book Xena was talking about, a full on smile was stretching her lips. "Yeah, that." She opened both eyes this time and sat up, crossing her legs the way Gabrielle was. She frowned almost immediately, however, when she saw the writing in the book. "You didn't write that?" She pointed to the scrawled letters that were nothing like her own, but that she could strangely read as easily as if it were. Narrowing her gaze, she reached for her own journal that she'd set aside on the nightstand. She hadn't bothered to look in it before, but she opened it now and saw that the exact same thing that was written in Gabrielle's journal, was written in her own.

Her icy blue gaze went to Gabrielle's for a moment before she glanced back down into the journal and began to read. Her lips moved ever so slightly as she read silently to herself. It didn't make any sense. Why would two books have something exactly the same in them, and handwritten at that? But then, before her very eyes, on a blank page, ink began to run. It formed letters, then words, then sentences and paragraphs. She slammed the book shut and tossed it back on the nightstand. That was more than a little creepy in her opinion and more than she was willing to deal with at the moment. "What do you make of it?" She wanted to know Gabrielle's grounded opinion before she set the thing ablaze.

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bardictraveller
2009-03-16 11:22 pm UTC (link)

Excited, Gabrielle bounced slightly on the bed. And then had to scramble for balance, since it was much more springy than anything else she'd ever sat on. She didn't fall off, but it was a near thing. The bard shot a sheepish look at her friend, and then shifted to sit more firmly on the bed. "This thing is way too bouncy!" She poked at the bed with one finger, and then shrugged. It was strange, but a lot of things here were.

Gabrielle didn't even realize how much like her old self she sounded. Maybe it was just the fact that she was relieved, in some shameful way, to be away from her own world. She felt more like she could be innocent, in a place where killing wasn't involved. It was complicated, but she didn't think about it that much. She just half-admitted it to herself, did her best to ignore the rest, and kept on doing what she was doing. Maybe they would get home. If anyone could, she knew that the warrior woman would find a way. And, of course, she'd follow. But she was enjoying being away from it all, and it showed in her demeanor.

She flipped through the pages idly, stopping at a random entry. Frowning softly, she read it. It seemed to be written in symbols she didn't even know, and yet, she could read it. It confused her, but unlike Xena, didn't freak her out. After all, think of the uses for such a thing! So she kept flipping through it, reading entries at random. Finally, she replied to one... and a few moments later, got a response back. Her green eyes widened and she gasped softly, but was not displeased.

"No, Xena, don't you see? It can be a way of communicating! We are reading the entries of other people here!" She was delighted by it, actually. "Think of the advantages to this! No matter where you are, you can talk to everyone else!" She set the book aside and tilted her head to the side thoughtfully. "I can tell from your expression that you don't like the idea, but come on. It could be useful." She wheedled the warrior, not wanting to see the book get destroyed. The look in Xena's eyes said that wasn't an option that was completely out of the question.

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