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Laura Moon (spitandviolets) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"I might be a muse," she said, stopping in her tracks. She was unsettled by the idea that he knew of supernatural forces. He looked like some... random dude. Did random dudes know about such things? Was he a god or something? They always had the worst disguises. Too plain. Then again, humans never thought to question anything, so plain was the way to go, no matter how odd they were. "If you're a writer."

"Touch you, huh? I can, can I?" Laura slid closer to him, smirking as she reached out. Only the very tips of her fingers brushed his cheek, yet there was something distinctly chilly about her touch. It was eerie, and he could feel the cold a few moments before she actually made contact with his skin and more than a few moments after the brush of flesh against flesh. "Maybe," she said, her voice still cold and dull, as she tossed a wink at him, "I will take you up on that sometime."

Turning away from him, she tossed her hair. She smelled faintly of perfume and of chemicals, though they weren't typical chemicals. They were strong, yet they weren't like a perfume. It was as if that part of her scent was an integral part of her person. "Come on," she remarked, "we can't just stand around here. We need to figure out where we are, even if we cannot figure out how to get back where we should be."

"I am not human," she said, answering both Kaylee's and Jay's question. "I was once. I am not anymore. I am something else. The details are irrelevant. I am your most likely chance of survival in this current situation. I can search out our surroundings tirelessly. As you are humans, though, I will do my best to keep a pace that you can keep up with."

Stopping again, she shook her head, turning to Kaylee. "You, I can't feel you. You're not human, or, at the very least, you're not human in the way that I know it. Are you a god? There is no sense hiding such information if you are. I can sense you in that I cannot feel you. I may not be able to track you like I can track Lady Jersey over there," Lady Jersey, that was a good one. Payback for being called 20 Questions. "But you should think about coming clean."

In response, Kaylee had bantered out something about Verbena and the Alliance. Ships that flew made about as much sense. "Not a god," she said, tapping her chin, "but an alien?" Her brows furrowed. Nobody had told her that aliens were real. Now that was just unnecessary.

Turning, the pale woman began making her way into the trees once more. She could feel humans stirring, moving about. None of them were familiar. None of them were Shadow. And, somewhere inside, Laura was convinced that she felt nothing about that fact.