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Tweak says, "but will it go unrequited???"

Jay (_snoogans_) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-03-22 01:41:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, day 01, jay, kaylee frye, laura moon, location: carnival

Day One - Morning
Who: Jay, Kaylee Frye and Laura Moon
What: Waking up in the middle of nowhere, probably with very distinct suppositions as to what might have happened
When: Morning of Day One (around 9am)
Where: In the woods - nearest landmark is the Carnivale
Rating: PG for definite language
Status: Active

Jay was mumbling and muttering in his sleep, though he was very nearly awake right now. He felt wet, but not the good kind, and cold, too. He didn't open his eyes right when he woke up so he imagined, incorrectly, that he had fallen asleep outside RST video again.

When he finally opened his eyes, he became conscious of the rain and mud all over himself, and sat upright, scratching his eyes. He looked around and saw...trees. Green stuff and trees.

"Shit Silent Bob that Bangladeshi Ganja we scored last night is the madness. We're not even home." He expected no answer, after all Silent Bob wasn't big on the speaking thing; but when he looked around again, he realized no one was there. Jay stood up, trying to dust mud off his pants - yes, he's that stupid. He started walking away from where he'd been, only in circles. "Silent Bob? Yo Lunchbox! If you's taking a piss behind some tree and I come look for you and find you with your dick out, I'll fucking kick your ass!"

Silent Bob, however, didn't come out from behind any tree. And as Jay took a few steps back, possibly to appreciate how alone he seemed to be in a strange place, he tripped on something and fell on his back.

"AH! FUCK!" He screamed, pulling a small box from under his back. It said "survival kit" and "Vas Captio". "The fuck is this shit?"

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spitandviolets
2009-04-03 11:15 pm UTC (link)

"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.

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_snoogans_
2009-04-03 11:31 pm UTC (link)

Well then she was definitely not a muse. Because Jay was not a writer. Jay didn't really believe it - she was actually going to touch him! The face wasn't exactly what he had in mind, but it worked, for now. Her fingers felt stone cold against his face, and that was weird given his face was already cold to begin with. "Shit...You okay?" He asked her, because for being that cold, he half expected her to be shivering or something.

It was amusing to him that Kaylee had really never tried Tic Tacs in her life. Then again, judging from what she was saying, either she was a nut case or not from around there, which explained it.

"You talk some Star Wars shit, girl." He told her, but smiled. Then, imitating her, he popped a few of his own Tic Tacs. Lemony.

"What, she ain't human either?!" Jay's voice raised as he turned back to facing Laura. "What the fuck is this shit, and why am I here? I'm human. Aren't I?" He wasn't so sure anymore, and that was bad. "Hey screw you, bitch." He did not appreciate Laura calling him Lady anything.

After a few seconds, though, and seeing as Laura was already moving, Jay shrugged in Kaylee's direction and followed Laura. At least he hoped that alien chick was all human-like. Thinking otherwise gave him the creeps.

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sweetredfruit
2009-04-08 12:21 am UTC (link)

Even as she followed the strange woman, Kaylee was looking about as well as at her temporary companions. "But we will get back, right?" The young mechanic had to believe that fact, that she would get back to her ship, her family. Everything would be shiny, Simon would finally pull his head out of his pigu and realize that she was the one for him. Even if it took a cosmic event for him to stop being such a boob and having a permanent case of foot in mouth disease.

"Star Wars?" she repeated, confused. "What are Star Wars?" Did he mean the War For Independence? No one called it anything about wars for stars, because they only had one, the sun.

"Not human?" With eyes wide, Kaylee vehemently shook her head, wet drenched locks spinning out for a second. "I'm human. I think I am. Aren't I?" Now she was confused, because she had had more than one check-up before, and no one had ever said she was anything more or less than your everyday, average human woman. "God, I'm not a god. I don't think I am an alien either." For a moment she thought back to that supposed 'alien' that she had gone in to look at with Simon, which had really only been an upside down fetal cow.

Strange that this woman seemed almost like a Reader yet could not sense Kaylee, as she had been absolutely sure she had been pretty average. Great with machines, but average in most other ways.

Still, she followed the odd woman, even though she sent a sidelong glance at the man.

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