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Tweak says, "dood!"

Claire Bennet (notsobreakable) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-24 18:52:00

Entry tags:

arrival, claire bennet, complete, day 12, kadaj

Who: Claire Bennet & OTA
What: Her arrival.
When: Day 12, morning
Where: The beach.
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress.

It was just one of those days. Upon waking and moving out of bed she had managed to step on a forgotten hairbrush on the floor, resulting in a brief but painful encounter and a squeal loud enough to wake a sleeping Mr Muggles who had been curled up on the edge of her bed. Her arrival downstairs had not been any more successful, if breakfast being burnt and the lethal hairbrush were any indication the rest of the day would gradually get worse. This was confirmed the moment Lyle entered the living room. Claire had for once ignored his brotherly taunting and leant back deeper into the sofa, bringing her hands up to cover her face. Of course ignoring said taunts only spurred him on further and she tried her damndest to tune him out, squeezing her eyes shut tightly behind her hands, reminding herself that yelling at him would only make the situation get even more annoying.

It was strange how life had slipped back into something somewhat ordinary, it had only been two months since the drama that was her dad's not-so-real death but now it was like it had never even happened. Claire could not forget what had happened, even if her family were insistent on doing so themselves. The unspoken words and the tension still hung in the air, even if the forced normality was doing a good job at masking it . Not to mention she missed her other family, Peter especially, it had been so long since she last saw them and..it was painful to even think about it.

“Just shut up!” Claire yelled suddenly, snapping out of her thoughts and bringing her hands away from her face with an intent on glaring. Only what greeted her wasn’t the sight of her brother or her living room for that matter, it was some sort of beach. "Huh?" She muttered, blinking a few times as if expecting it to be an hallucination of some sort. Nope, it was real.

Climbing to her feet Claire absently dusted down her jeans and turned in a slow circle to take in her surroundings. What the hell? Had she been drugged? She had no recollection of how she had arrived, one minute she was being taunted by Lyle and the next on a beach! It didn't get any weirder. "Oh my god." Claire gasped, the Haitian! it had to be him, right? No, no.. her dad wouldn't have allowed her to be dropped off on some beach. "Hello?" She called out finally, hoping that someone, anyone, would help her out with what was going on

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mothersbestson
2008-08-24 06:07 pm UTC (link)

Kadaj stood on the beach, staring out to sea. He had never seen geography of this kind before where only the sun, sand and wind blowing moisture off the water worked illusions on his mind. Everything here seemed to say naught else existed but this eternally merging land and sea. He stood like a dark sentinel in his black leathers. Were it not for the silver strands of his hair being rudely tossled by the breezes, he might have been a statue so absorbed did he become. The scabbard hanging down behind him also stilled, maybe because he stood in precisely the right position to form a windbreak. Perhaps not even the planet's golems stood this lifelessly for only those with the spark of spirit could be hypnotised the way Mirage spellbound Kadaj.

He thought he hated this place. A beach fooled the eye into believing he actually looked at a full landscape but it lacked... his brothers. He hung his head. There would have been a sense of completion if he could only see the other two white-haired young men walk up the stretch of wave-washed sand toward him. Why exactly had he been taken but not them? All three had returned to the Lifestream, the time of their deaths coming close together. But only one had been plucked out of the Lifestream.

Quicker than blinking, he drew his double-bladed sword and turned and lunged at his imagination, where he envisioned his brothers scowl at him in surprise. He saw himself stop just short of letting Souba cut them.

"There you are! I thought you went mushy-soft because of Aerith, Yazoo. Loz, are you crying again!?" he taunted.

Kadaj thought he heard a voice. It might not have been any more real than the memory he spoke to but it was a stimulus not of his creation. Brandishing Souba so that the sun flashed off the blades in different blinding patterns than the way it sparkled off the waves, he ran toward the shout.

Kadaj certainly didn't consider how he might look greeting a strange woman with sword in hand and the love of the hunt blazing in his cat-like jade eyes. He stopped suddenly just out of striking distance. Whether this was intended to show he didn't mean to kill, or to be prepared in case she had unpleasant surprises, wasn't clear.

"Where did you come from?" he demanded, pointing Souba at her. He knew his own bootprints followed his path up the beach but hers began abruptly like she had been dropped here just a minute or two ago.

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notsobreakable
2008-08-25 05:55 pm UTC (link)

It was becoming clearer that her arrival on a strange beach was not at all a hallucination or a dream or anything equally as weird. Claire sighed and was about to call out again when she spotted a figure running toward her out of the corner of her eye, on instinct she spun around.

Was that a swor-“Hey!” Claire yelled as she jumped back, not caring if the stranger had come to a stop or not, for a second she thought he may have been intending on stabbing her or something. She did not take kindly to being threatened and add the current situation on top, it would be an understatement to say the cheerleader was confused and admittedly more than just a little freaked. “There’s no need to go pointing that at me..” Claire gestured to said item, not that it would do her much damage, but all the same it was the threatening nature she did not like.

“I..I was in my living room, I closed my eyes for like a minute and when I opened them I was here!” Claire answered, an edge of panic to her voice. There could be a million different reasons to explain what happened, The Company being one of them, but until she had any evidence that they were behind it she had to remind herself not to freak out too much. “What’s going on?” Claire demanded suddenly, it was hard to look threatening when she was a good few inches shorter than everyone else but she sure did try.

	mothersbestson 2008-08-26 10:25 pm UTC (link)
	"You can't be permanently damaged? You heal rapidly? If you get hurt, is it less wounding than people without abilities?" he wondered. "As for me, I'm not too easily wounded though I rarely fall when I leap off a building. Follow me, you should read something." He started walking toward the building. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)