ice_echani: (the worlds we travel)
Brianna the Handmaiden ([personal profile] ice_echani) wrote2010-10-02 10:29 pm

thirty-eighth.

I am awake. I know who I am and what I do here. I have found no trace of the hourglass or the collar that it was on.

Whoever or whatever is responsible for this incident, you will answer if I ever discover you.

Night, I feel I should thank you.

Stoneface, I must speak with you.

Has everyone else who was marked with the hourglass recovered?

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[identity profile] its-me-hooray.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[He couldn't help but giggle a little at all the sand. When the Wilderness was an old western setting, he definitely had to pause to dump it out of his shoes and shake it out of his hair. Still, the warmth and soft sand was rather comforting to him... he wondered why. Maybe it was like home.]

When you fell asleep, I moved the cocoon somewhere safer and kept an eye on it. You never know what a giant squirrel might do to it, and there are crazies about.

[He nodded. One could never know what to expect in this place.]

I played music and wrote some things to pass the time; did you hear any of it?

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[identity profile] its-me-hooray.livejournal.com 2010-10-04 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[There was another nod.]

It's okay, some of the stuff is just a rough draft. I'll touch them up and see about having you critique. That'd be fun!

[His hand went to the back of his head for a moment before he remembered his stuff was on the ground. He'd go gather it up, strapping his guitar to his back.]

Hey, you're welcome! The Mighty Nightlaser will do his best to protect others in their time of need, even in the face of mystery! Who knows what the cocoons could possibly do, but I'm glad to see nothing too bad occurred from it. ...Uh.

[He paused, and took a step forward with his arms open. Stopped. He wanted to hug, but... well. The whole Echani thing. No touchy. He'd respect that. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and smiled brightly at her instead.]

That really scared me a bit. Let's avoid the rainbow sand from here on out, okay?

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[identity profile] its-me-hooray.livejournal.com 2010-10-05 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh- Oh yeah, that's a good idea!

[Whahey, time to find ourselves an hourglass. Night went to the other side of the pile and began to dig very much like a dog, shoveling sand down and back behind him. His fingers combed the granules for any solid object...]

I'll start on this side! Let's see, you landed around here, so...

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[identity profile] its-me-hooray.livejournal.com 2010-10-07 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Damn... I'm sorry, Handmaiden.

[Shoot, no such luck for evidence or something to go by, eh? That was just like this place. He dusted the sand from his gloves, paused, and suddenly felt a bit awkward. He cleared his throat.]

Right. I'm sure Stoneface would want to know you're okay, so I'm gonna go ahead and set off for work. Lots of things to do before the harvest! The cows need milking and those chicken eggs won't collect themselves!

[He threw a smart salute, took a few steps backwards, then turned and ran like the dickens. He just remembered he was super late for work!]