Shay (1st_cutter) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-01-14 15:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | danny ketch, paige matthews, shay |
Who: Shay & Open
Where: Park somewhere nearish to the apartments
When: Heading towards dark, probably about 9pm
What: New arrival!
Shay tumbled from her board, or, rather, her board dropped out from under her unexpectedly, causing her to yelp, trying to figure out what had happened, it wasn’t until she realized how quickly the ground was coming up to meet her that she realized something must have failed. She tucked herself into a roll as best she could, wincing at the impact, but tumbling all the same, using the momentum of her fall to push herself forward, rolling out from under her board when it clattered, useless, to the ground beside her. She lay there, panting, for a moment, taking stock of the situation, grass, trees, evening sky, that looked alright, looked the same as what she’d just left, and it took her a moment to figure out what was out of place. Power lines. There were power lines, and an ever-present background noise that was almost like hovercars, but not quite.
She pulled herself to her feet, making sure she hadn’t banged herself up too badly, she unlooped her board’s carry strap from her belt before snapping it into place and slinging the board across her back to go exploring, getting a sinking feeling in her stomach that she’d failed again and this was all a dream while she was in a surge-tube getting patched up.