Sarah "Mouse" Rogers (mouserogers) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2017-03-08 03:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, ~mouse rogers |
Who: Mouse and open
Where: somewhere in the city
What: Realization
When: After dark the day the blackout ended
Rating: TBD
Open: Yes
Status: Ongoing
She didn't feel like herself. Mouse stood in front of an abandoned building in the middle of the city. She wasn't even sure where she was, not completely. She looked down at herself as she reached for her phone and stopped, just staring. She was wearing all black. Jeans and a long sleeve shirt. There were leather bracelets with metal studs on her wrists. She didn't remember any of it. What happened? She got her phone and noted the date. She'd missed a week. A whole week that she didn't remember. Mouse looked up at the building in front of her and blinked as she took it in. It was dark but the street lights made everything clear. The building was trashed. The windows were broken, the books inside were obviously thrown around. There were dings in the brings around the windows. Mouse moved closer to inspect the bricks and noticed a bullet lodged in one of the holes. So someone had shot up the building. But who? One of the windows wasn't completely broken and she managed to catch a bit of her reflection in the remaining glass. She stared at the person staring back at her. It didn't look like her at all. Her hair was black, almost the same color as her shirt, with a bright blue streak running along the left side. Now she was really confused. She looked around and saw the gun laying on the ground near where she'd been standing. She sniffed at her hand and drew back. She could smell the gunpowder on her hand. "What the actual fuck?" |