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Tweak says, "Good morning, Sunshine."

Brigitte Fitzgerald (suicidalwolf) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-05-30 11:29:00

Entry tags:

arrival, brigitte fitzgerald, complete, day 1, ginger fitzgerald, john crichton

Waking up
Who: Brigitte Fitzgerald and OTA
What: Waking up and having a wtf? Moment.
When: 11:00am
Where: On the grounds of the dude ranch, near the stables.
Status: Closed thread.
Rating: PG 13 for swearing and embarrassing nudity

The sun felt warm on Brigitte’s skin as she rolled over on the grass and opened her eyes. For a moment she just laid there sleepily staring up at the sky and clouds above her before her mind started pestering her. Something’s not right, Brigitte’s inner voice insisted. She shouldn’t be looking up at clouds just after waking up. The brunette blinked; she was confused for a little bit before it all came rushing back to her.

Ghost locking her up in the cellar, transforming into a werewolf and then the painful transformation back after those long, grueling days when she was trapped as the beast. Brigitte sat up with a shocked look upon her face. Where was she? How had she gotten out of the cellar? Where was Ghost?

Then Brigitte looked down at herself and let out a yelp. Where the fuck were her clothes? While Brigitte tried to cover her nudity, her eyes scanned her surroundings. It looked like she was on a farm. There was a stable with a fence nearby but what interested Brigitte were the saddle blankets drying on the fence. Glancing around to make sure no one saw her, Brigitte darted over and grabbed a blanket to wrap around herself. It was scratchy and slightly damp but it would do.

“Where am I?” She muttered out loud. “And in the hell did I get here?”

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searchandestroy
2008-06-08 10:32 pm UTC (link)

Staring at him in awe for a moment, Ginger stood there. Not gawking. Not open mouthed and certainly not afraid. When he was done with his little speech the woman burst out laughing. "You done yet?" was all she offered. When Brigitte had asked her where they should go for once in her life she looked at her with an open heart, maybe Brigitte was right... maybe she didn't need her older sister anymore. And by chance, Ginger wasn't the oldest anymore. No. That was bullshit. "You think I'm trying to not help you? If you think this pussy has been helping you... " then she stopped and pointed a long, thin finger to her sibling.

"You don't need my help?" waving her hand at her sister and her new found boytoy. "Fine." Ginger began to walk away. "I died... for you!" she finally screamed throwing her hands up in the air. "You think that would be good enough...what about the pact? What about us BOTH going? Huh?!" whirling around now to face John.

"You don't need me, obviously the-" using her fingers to symbolize the planet by wiggling them.

"The planet has it covered right? ... fuck this, and fuck you." and she ran. Disappearing behind something or another. Fuck this, she might as well go exploring.

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