Elissa Cousland (grey_warden) wrote in mtgolfiersfolly, @ 2010-08-05 14:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean, elissa |
it's not a matter of luck/it's just a matter of time
Who: Elissa
When: Afternoon, day after "I'm just a stranger in a strange land"
Where: The inn
Open To: DEAN, CAN'T KEEP THESE TWO CRAZY KIDS APART
Thread: Single
Elissa was starving. She'd been a little leery of going back into the kitchen - she'd had no problems with it the first night she was here, when she'd gone back with Bastian, but she'd thought it was a dream. Now she knew it was reality, and the fact that those doors had brought her here made her heart beat with the idea that maybe, just maybe, if she stepped through them, she'd go back home.
But no. She'd walked through them, taking a quick step because she was holding her breath, and nothing had happened. She'd simply walked back into the strange kitchen, with it's 'fridge' and 'stove' and other weird things.
She was starving. Exercise always made her hungry, and so she started rooting around, looking for something that wasn't wrapped in the strange material that broke whenever she pulled too hard (how were you supposed to open it, anyway? There weren't any holes!) or in a box made of another strange material. Just something that was normal and something she was used to. A vegetable, or a chicken leg or...just something.