Alex Drake [Ashes to Ashes] (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} bolly_knickers) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} mirage_rpg,@ 2008-08-19 02:02:00 |
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| Entry tags: | alex drake, arrival, complete, daisuke jigen, day 11 |
Who? Alex Drake and OTA.
Where? The Coffee Bar.
When? Morning.
What? Alex arrives on Mirage.
Rating? PG at the most, I think.
Status? Complete.
Everything was going according to plan. Tim and Caroline Price had been locked in the cells - albeit on false charges and surrounded by an army of gay pride campaigners, during an inconvenient station inspection. Still, everything was going according to plan for Alex. As long as she could keep Tim and Caroline in the cells until 10am tomorrow, they wouldn't be able to get into the car, and therefore would not die, therefore allowing her to go back to 2008. It all seemed perfectly logical... although she did wonder exactly what she would be going back to. Would she wake up with memories of a completely different childhood? She didn't know, and she didn't care... at that precise moment, she only cared about making her plan work. A plan that Gene Hunt was not so thrilled about.
"Everything is fine. Everything is exactly as I want it to be," she tried to explain, but he was simply having none of it.
"Everything is not fine."
"I know that this is very difficult for you to understand, but my whole reason for being here, my raison des.. this is the denouement of my entire..."
"SPEAK ENGLISH!"
She closed her eyes just for a moment, pressing her forefinger and thumb against the bridge of her nose. "Just trust me!" she insisted, opening her eyes again to find that he had... vanished. "Gene?" she asked, barely above a whisper as she turned on the spot. He hadn't disappeared - she'd disappeared apparently. This was definitely not the police station... perhaps everything had gone to plan after all. Perhaps the police station simply turned into a coffee bar in 2008. Was she home? A small smile played at her lips, but strangely enough she couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. She'd... never got to have her dinner date with Gene.
Oh, who cared?! With a little skip in her step, she approached the nearest person. "Excuse me. Hi. This is going to sound completely barking, but what year is it?"