Juniper Golding (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} juniper_golding) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} mirage_rpg,@ 2008-10-22 09:41:00 |
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| Entry tags: | arrival, complete, day 19, juniper golding, legolas greenleaf |
Who: Juniper and Legolas
When: Day 19, early afternoon
Where: Near the plaque
What: Juniper's arrival
Rating: TBA
Status: Incomplete
It was just another day. Another space of time between time and place, where Juniper lay stoically on her bed, doing her best to not think of what she'd lost. Of the good soul that had risked his life to save her own. Who had taken his own life to appease the Fates. It was useless, and Juniper knew it. She was meant to die; by fire, as she'd already survived the water, and nothing that Dylan could have done could have prevented that. And now he was lost, just as assuredly as she would be, in a mere handful of months.
Closing her eyes, Juniper let out a steady and long breath, centering herself. It was time to go. To find some other space where she could hide, just for a few hours. Until the next wave of distractions broke through her concentration, useless but well-meant attempts to pull her out of her stupor. Egypt maybe. Yes, that's where she'd go. It would be nice to feel the blistering sun instead of the constant rain of London. Egypt was a good distraction. Spying on pharaohs was always entertaining.
She felt the familiar pull as her soul ripped from her body, the comforting pressure of passing time and space while her physical self remained on her bed. But then, there was a flash of light. Not the warm, golden light of the desert sun, but something darker, more permanent.
Opening her eyes, Juniper stared. She was in a vineyard. This was not the plan. Where were the pyramids? The Sphinx? There were just grapes and vines, nothing to tell her where she was. So Juniper started walking, determined to figure out this mystery. It wasn't until a brush of her arm knocked a bunch of grapes to the ground that she realised the truth. This wasn't a mistake of her own making. This was something else. Her body was in this place, as well as her mind.
Just as she started to panic, imagining her mother's reaction when she found the house empty, no note, and no return of her daughter, something appeared in front of her. Before she had the chance to question it, she was wordlessly guided to a building, and pointed toward a plaque on the side of it.
"Welcome to Mirage," Juniper read. "This is your new home. Your every need will be fulfilled. You will have a place to live. You will have food and clothing. You will have entertainment. You will have company. You will not be able to leave. You will not kill. Ever. If you have questions, ask my assistants. Love, The Planet."
"Wait, I need to go home!" she cried, turning toward the silent figure. But it was gone, and she was alone again.
When: Day 19, early afternoon
Where: Near the plaque
What: Juniper's arrival
Rating: TBA
Status: Incomplete
It was just another day. Another space of time between time and place, where Juniper lay stoically on her bed, doing her best to not think of what she'd lost. Of the good soul that had risked his life to save her own. Who had taken his own life to appease the Fates. It was useless, and Juniper knew it. She was meant to die; by fire, as she'd already survived the water, and nothing that Dylan could have done could have prevented that. And now he was lost, just as assuredly as she would be, in a mere handful of months.
Closing her eyes, Juniper let out a steady and long breath, centering herself. It was time to go. To find some other space where she could hide, just for a few hours. Until the next wave of distractions broke through her concentration, useless but well-meant attempts to pull her out of her stupor. Egypt maybe. Yes, that's where she'd go. It would be nice to feel the blistering sun instead of the constant rain of London. Egypt was a good distraction. Spying on pharaohs was always entertaining.
She felt the familiar pull as her soul ripped from her body, the comforting pressure of passing time and space while her physical self remained on her bed. But then, there was a flash of light. Not the warm, golden light of the desert sun, but something darker, more permanent.
Opening her eyes, Juniper stared. She was in a vineyard. This was not the plan. Where were the pyramids? The Sphinx? There were just grapes and vines, nothing to tell her where she was. So Juniper started walking, determined to figure out this mystery. It wasn't until a brush of her arm knocked a bunch of grapes to the ground that she realised the truth. This wasn't a mistake of her own making. This was something else. Her body was in this place, as well as her mind.
Just as she started to panic, imagining her mother's reaction when she found the house empty, no note, and no return of her daughter, something appeared in front of her. Before she had the chance to question it, she was wordlessly guided to a building, and pointed toward a plaque on the side of it.
"Welcome to Mirage," Juniper read. "This is your new home. Your every need will be fulfilled. You will have a place to live. You will have food and clothing. You will have entertainment. You will have company. You will not be able to leave. You will not kill. Ever. If you have questions, ask my assistants. Love, The Planet."
"Wait, I need to go home!" she cried, turning toward the silent figure. But it was gone, and she was alone again.