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Selene (bulletsandblood) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-11 23:01:00

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!complete, day 15, location: carnival, remy lebeau, selene

Who: Selene and Gambit.
What: The vampire is finally free, or so she thinks.
Where: The Carnival, outside the Tunnel of Love.
When: Day 15, 12:00 PM.
Rating: PG-13 for likely swearing, could change.
Status: Complete.

It was with a start that Selene came to, all senses on high alert after all she had been through over the last four hours. And thank the gods, or whatever it was mortals found faith in, they hadn't taken away her sight again. Her hands dug into the dirt as she turned from her side and swiftly got to her feet, head snapping from one side to the other as she tried to take in her surroundings as quickly as possible. It was a small relief to be outdoors. If she saw another small room it would be too soon. But this was not a place she recognized, even if she did know the names for the scenery scattered around her.

As she moved to walk one of her boots brushed something solid, making her glance down, and the vampire bent to pick up the small box that had been beside her. Her brows furrowed and confusion grew when she opened it and surveyed the contents. "What the hell..." she murmured to herself, hesitating a moment before plucking the objects out and stashing them in various pockets inside her trenchcoat. They had no immediate use to her but that didn't mean there was no use. Things were most definitely not as they seemed and it was making her turn to caution, and caution said not to discard anything. The box, however, she left.

Only after she started walking did she think to look to the sky, eyes squinting slightly at what sunlight seeped around the clouds. Her shoulders tensed but she brushed aside the deeply ingrained instinct to seek shelter. Unless the sun was made of something different here it could not harm her. That was what she had to tell herself. It was still a bit unsettling, in light of her close call with the fire that morning. Or at least, she assumed it had been morning. Her hands went to her empty hip holsters out of habit, wishing not for the first time she had a gun, even an unloaded gun, to bring her some small measure of comfort. Looking around again, she headed toward some of the empty booths, figuring it couldn't hurt to see if there might be anything of use around. This was unfamiliar territory, and the vampire would explore systematically, just as she did when they used to hunt lycans out in the forests. If she came across anyone she would deal with them as necessary.

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-12 07:36 am UTC (link)

"Different. Northern, I suppose." Not suppose, she knew, but just because he was so forthcoming with information didn't mean she would be. After all, she hadn't the slightest idea why she was here, what precisely was going on, and perhaps most importantly if she could trust him. If she could trust anyone.

She made a thoughtful noise when he confirmed they were in fact his real eyes, and she thought about asking how they got that way before she decided it didn't really matter. There was no way he could be a lycan, or a vampire, and that was really all that concerned her. "In what I presume was an experiment, if you say that's what goes on." She didn't like saying the word. It got her riled up all over again at having been toyed with and put in potential danger. Instead of looking toward the town Selene turned her gaze the other way, toward the forest she had smelled the moment she regained consciousness. "What about over there? How far do these woods go?" Perhaps Michael was here, somewhere. Although she liked to think if he was he would have been searching for her... on second thought, perhaps it was better if he wasn't. She might have a hard enough time worrying about herself.

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ace_of_clubs
2009-07-12 07:45 am UTC (link)

"Nort'ern, huh?" He frowned a little. That didn't sound like the Doctor. He slipped his hand into his coat to tug out his journal and flipped it open, making a small note before he closed it and tucked it away again. He'd check again in a few moments to see if he'd gotten a response.

"'De trees go back 'bou' five hun're' fee' or so? Maybe more? An' 'de 'dere's 'de glass box I tell you 'bou'. An' you can see t'rough 'de glass to 'de ot'er si'e.. jus' more trees. An' no' all 'de trees come from Ear't, you know wha' I mean? 'Dey ain' all normal. An' 'dere're people here ain' from his plane', ain' human. S'weir'." He warned her, shaking his head some.

"You do bes' to stick wit' a group, chere. 'De museum or 'de gym where mos' people go when 'dey ge' here, 'dat's 'de place wit' 'de mos' people. 'Dey help ge' you settle in, non?" He hadn't gone to either of those places.. but then again, he'd latched onto the Doctor and had followed him around all day, until he eventually ended up sleeping at the museum. But since then, he'd taken up residence in the secluded barn on the other side of the town.

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-12 07:58 am UTC (link)

Her brows furrowed as she continued to look at the trees. Something was off about the forest, yes, but it was still just a forest. Something she was deeply familiar with. And if there was a forest that meant there were likely some animals around, which meant she had a potential food source. Not that she particularly liked the idea but Selene had no idea when she might need blood and animals were far safer than humans. She could kill one, or worse. "Where else would trees come from?" She glanced back to him with a confused look on her face and decided then and there she needed to see this glass wall nonsense with her own eyes. "Show me this glass." It was more a command than a request, although her tone remained relatively the same, and she started walking without him. So there were others that didn't seem human... did that mean some of her kind might be around? She really needed to find some weapons. Selene ignored the comments about staying with a group. As far as she was concerned she was done with that sort of thing. Finding out you've been lied to for over half a millenia has a way of making a person just a wee bit distrustful.

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ace_of_clubs
2009-07-12 08:10 am UTC (link)

"Dunno, ot'er plane's? We go' uh alien here." He was moving after her. "An' people from ot'er times an' dimensions. 'De las' date I 'member is nin'een-nine'y-t'ree." Which always seemed to surprise people, so he loved using that line. "Dis place weir', chere." He reminded her again. But when she demanded to be shown the glass and began walking that way, he groaned and stomped cold feet some. "It's like eigh' below zero, fille, why we gotta be goin' now?" Really, it was only about forty-three degrees, but the Cajun was used to ninety with a hundred percent humidity. This was killing him.

However, he did follow her. "'De glass ain' break'ble. 'De Doct'r t'ink it gotta be somet'in' special. Go' a guy here, one I know from where I come from, an' he can' even break it. An' he can break anyt'in'." That made Gambit's lips curl up some. Wolverine broke loads of things where Remy came from. All the time. The man was like a bull in a China Shop!

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-12 08:19 am UTC (link)

"An alien, hm?" The reply was made rather absently as her attention was more focused on their surroundings. As soon as she was walking past trees she felt instantly better; it may have been cloudy and she may have known she could withstand sunlight but she felt somehow safer with winding tree branches overhead. Even if some of them looked rather peculiar. Other planets and dimensions, he said? It was even more fantastical than the lies Viktor had spun.

His complaining about the temperature drew her gaze, and the look she gave him was slightly unimpressed. "Where I come from it gets far colder. There isn't even snow on the ground here." Granted, temperature was something that didn't bother her and usually didn't draw her attention. "You have a coat, you should be warm enough." And then her attention was forward again, walking easily over the terrain. She did have to force herself to slow her pace though, and wondered if she should just explore this place on her own.

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ace_of_clubs
2009-07-12 08:30 am UTC (link)

"Non, if 'dere was snow on 'de groun' I be curle' up somewhere sleepin' 'til it ge' warm. Was nine'y degrees two days 'go." He assured her with a little puff of breath. "'Dis weat'er change ain' welcome." The weather changed so dramatically here.. summer days, then snow, then rain, then autumn, then snow, then summer.. And Gambit was ready to hole up in his barn until the weather went back to being normal. Maybe if he asked real nice the Doctor would stick around and keep him warm.

Yeah right.

"Why you wan' see 'de glass anyway, chere? Jus' glass." He was asking.. but he'd wanted to see it when he'd arrived, as well. It was hard to believe, after all, that they were being kept in a large glass box. Strange, to say the least. And they'd walk for a good ten minutes, with Remy explaining more (mostly, he was bitching about the weather change.. and the polar bears he'd seen this morning -- but that was just him exaggerating). But soon enough, they'd come up on that thick glass, and Remy puffed out a breath and stomped cold feet again. "Go all 'de way up an' meet wit' 'de ceilin'. An' go down far too. Too far t' dig."

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-12 08:43 am UTC (link)

The vampire rolled her eyes lightly at his complaining about the weather. If she had to choose she'd probably prefer rain and snow over anything else, just because it was what she was most used to. That and precipitation meant clouds to cover up the sun.

"Because it sounds absolutely ridiculous." she replied frankly, not sparing a glance this time. Surely he thought the same, if it was indeed true. Maybe she was simply going to have a hard time believing anything from now on. That was going to get old. The vampire tuned out most of his chatter, hoping there weren't any dangerous creatures around because he was certain to attract them and thus far he'd done nothing to merit her saving his skin. But finally they came upon the wall of glass and Selene slowed, not believing her eyes. Tentatively she approached and pressed her fingers against it, first lightly, then harder, and she tilted her head back to gaze upward to see just how high it went. If there was weather it had to go quite high. She cursed softly and couldn't contain the urge to knock at the glass with her knuckles. "I've never seen anything like it..."

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ace_of_clubs
2009-07-12 06:05 pm UTC (link)

"We ain' nei'ter." He huddled his arms in closer to his body to keep them warm, letting out a slow rush of breath as he did. Oh, he could see his breath! That was wrong. "An' 'de stars a' nigh', 'dey ain' real. Jus' a projec'ion, or somet'in'. An' de weat'er fake, 'dey jus' make it wha'ever temp'sure 'dey wan'." Really, it was like they were ants living inside a little bottle and every now and again the little child who had captured them would shake said bottle. That was how it felt -- that was really how it felt when the earthquake had happened.

However, he was tugging his journal back out a moment later and flipping it open. After writing something in it he paused.. then looked up at her. "You ain' happen t' know if 'dat Doct'r had big floppy ears?" Questioned smoothly. He must sound like a crazy man.

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-12 06:38 pm UTC (link)

If the stars were fake then... "The sun must be fake too." she said mostly to herself, eyes raising to stare at a few clouds. It took a little of the tension out of her, but only for a moment. "That doesn't make any damn sense." Blue eyes flicked to the forest she could see on the other side of the glass. No, the weather had to be real, at least to an extent. The vampire could only stretch reality so far, and it was already pushing her limits. His question pulled her from her thoughts and she turned to him, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him. "I don't know. We were blind at the time. Why do you keep writing in that?" Her tone was close to irritated and she didn't wait for an answer before starting back the way they came. She had every intention of exploring the forest more, but she didn't want to do it with a yapping mortal at her heels.

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ace_of_clubs
2009-07-12 06:43 pm UTC (link)

"M' talkin t' 'de Doct'r. He wanna know if 'de ot'er Doct'r got floppy ears, 'das all." He was tucking it away then. "'Member I tell you it can talk t' ot'er people? Well, 'das wha' we use 'dem for." He broke into a grin but was turning to keep pace with her, hopping that first step to do so, but it was easy after that. He was taller than she was and had longer legs.

"Where we goin' now?" He hoped it was back to the town, somewhere nice and warm.. maybe back to the theater. There'd been food there. Why had he left again..? Stupid Cajun. Stay in the warm place with the food. He let out a slow breath. Yeah, he never listened to himself. He should start.

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-12 06:58 pm UTC (link)

She opened her mouth, then closed it, deciding better of trying to make sense of things outloud. An open mind, that was what she needed, since clearly everything here was slightly crazy. It almost made her miss the coven, and damned Kraven chasing after her. Almost, because thinking of Kraven got her thinking of the lies he helped spin around her as ordered by Viktor, her eyes brightening slightly as she got angry. Maybe there was a lycan hiding somewhere she could kill. That would make her feel better.

"Is there anything of use at the carnival?" He had been here longer than she so she assumed he would at least have some knowledge of what might be lying around. If he was going to tag along with her she figured she might as well get some use out of him. A little cold, perhaps, but could one really blame her?

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