|Dorothy Gale (ozisreal) wrote in lctvlogs,|
@ 2012-07-05 15:19:00
|Entry tags:||dorothy gale|
WHO: Dorothy & OTA
WHAT: Dorothy goes exploring
WHERE: Starting in the halls, then who knows where.
WHEN: This afternoon
STATUS: in progress
Dorothy stood in her room, taking inventory of the things she had had on her when she left New York. The part of the key that she had located was around her neck and the pouch of memory dust had been in her pocket. She had put the silver slippers on before running off to warn Billie, but she didn't remember how to use them. They could have been of good use to get her home--it had worked before, apparently. She knew she could use the memory dust to start remembering things, but she had been warned about using too much, that it could fry her brain. She slipped her hand into her pocket and toyed with it for a moment before shaking her head and walking out of her room.
She wanted--needed--to get out of here, but knowing that she had part of the key was also a sense of security. If the wicked witches couldn't find her, they couldn't get that part of the key. Even if they found the rest of it, it would be useless. Still, she missed Allen and Billie. She wanted to get back to them. The Dorothy Gale she wrote about wasn't a coward and she didn't want to be either. If she really was the Dorothy who journeyed to Oz, she refused to be a coward and that meant finding a way back to New York.
She walked through the halls, looking for any sign of a way out or anyone who could help her.