Nick Gant || Crappy Telekenetic (kindofsuck) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-02-05 17:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | nick gant, open |
Who: Nick Gant and OPEN
What: Arriving.
When: Evening, September 5th
Where: Random street where someone from the game hopefully has reason to be.
Warnings: TBD
Well, Nick was glad that was over. Next all he wanted was some pain pills and a long, hot shower. But both of those things were common requests when people just survived a fight for their lives. And a syringe full of soy sauce. Long story, don't ask. He walked with more than a slight limp and he was bloody, most of it his his own, as he and Cassie turned a corner in Hong Kong. Only the weirdest thing happened. Cassie was gone and it was clearly not Hong Kong any more. Maybe it wouldn't have been that weird if he felt someone grab him or something, then he'd think a Porter just moved him, even though he didn't know if they could actually move other people or not. But no one grabbed him. One minute Cassie was right there, chattering away at him, the next he was in a completely different place. That was weird. Even for him. And hey, it was suddenly daylight instead of the middle of the night. If it was a Porter, that could be explained. If not? Not so much.
"Cassie?" he called out, looking around a bit frantically. That kid tended to get herself into trouble when she was on her own. But just then, he had other things to worry about. Like where the hell he was and how he got there. Because just from a glance he could tell he wasn't even in Asia any more, and even though he wasn't even slightly Asian in the looks department, that was where he was able to blend in and hide out the best. There was no telling why that was. "Cassie?" he called out again, just in case she got randomly dumped in... wherever he was, too, but it seemed like that was a no go. "Shit."