InsaneJournal

who: Sylvie and OPEN
what: Sylvie arrives
where: the apartment lobby
when: Thursday evening

Sylvie had expected to feel something, pain maybe, as she held the baton to the center of her chest. Perhaps they were right, perhaps this would take her to the time keepers. What did she have to lose? She was surrounded and Mobius and Loki weren't here to pop in at the last moment to assist. If they were pruned, disintegrated, just like her parents, he brother, her universe than what did she have to lose at this point. If anything the last few days has taught her that she was tired of running, of popping from one bleak ending to another.

She didn't feel anything though. There was a hum of the baton powering on and then… a breeze? The warmth of the sun was on her face as she stood in the busy street, and confusion settled upon her features. She didn't trust it, and in a moment the hood of her green cloak was over her features. She saw the letter drift down from above, plucking it from the air and scanning it.

Ha. The Man at The End of the World dare call himself an entity now? Did he decide he was to be some God? She was torn between the idea that this might be a trap, and adrenaline that she might get to make him pay for the crimes he committed against her.

She tried to stay to the shadows, as best as one could in the day time. The letter had directed her to go to an apartment building which seemed like a strange place to hide, but maybe that was the genius of it. She couldn't help but be uncomfortable. She expected the end of time to be quieter and emptier, but there were people…loud and happy and laughing. They had no idea they were in the end of time. She almost wished to be that ignorant.

She conjured a flutter of green magic around her hands as she entered the lobby, almost expecting Renslayer to be there to ambush her, but it was empty.