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May. 10th, 2012
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firstcylonHow could she know this wasn't another virtual world? She couldn't access anything, that was the only hint Zoe had. But what the frak had happened for her to wind up here? Logan had been no help. Everything felt as real as in V-World, except... she could feel her heart beat, and she couldn't change her clothes with a few handy lines of codes. It had to be real, and yet she couldn't believe it, letting her fingers run over the wall as she walked the hallway.
When she got to the observation deck, she knew. It had to be real, or whoever had designed this world was as good a programer as her. And she was the best. No, it had to be real, she was the only one who could have created such a realistic starscape. It had to be real, and it meant that they had managed, that this was her body, and that she had been torn away from her world.
She sat down, looked at the stars, and tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill. Real tears. Water, mineral salts, antibodies and lysozyme, more than just emotion and code.
When she got to the observation deck, she knew. It had to be real, or whoever had designed this world was as good a programer as her. And she was the best. No, it had to be real, she was the only one who could have created such a realistic starscape. It had to be real, and it meant that they had managed, that this was her body, and that she had been torn away from her world.
She sat down, looked at the stars, and tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill. Real tears. Water, mineral salts, antibodies and lysozyme, more than just emotion and code.
in the sparring room -OPEN!
May. 10th, 2012 08:27 pmohsniktLogan's letting off a little steam. Every thought is punctuated by the satisfying thwack of a hard fist on his stuffed and weighted opponent.
Little kids, aliens, and space pirates, all kidnapped and stuck in an ant farm. Now they've got a mutant, too. Maybe that'll complete the collection.
Logan never feels comfortable in a cage. Doesn't figure a person should ever get used to that. After quarantine, he and Rachel get dumped into a huge room and given the run down -dozens of strangers from different worlds and no escape. Logan's not sure he buys that, the no escape part, but also knows he's in no position to tear his way out of anything -still no claws, and he's tired as hell.
Someone mentions a sparring room with athletic equipment and Logan figures that's his cue. Better he take out his frustration on actual punching bags.
Little kids, aliens, and space pirates, all kidnapped and stuck in an ant farm. Now they've got a mutant, too. Maybe that'll complete the collection.
Logan never feels comfortable in a cage. Doesn't figure a person should ever get used to that. After quarantine, he and Rachel get dumped into a huge room and given the run down -dozens of strangers from different worlds and no escape. Logan's not sure he buys that, the no escape part, but also knows he's in no position to tear his way out of anything -still no claws, and he's tired as hell.
Someone mentions a sparring room with athletic equipment and Logan figures that's his cue. Better he take out his frustration on actual punching bags.
This place isn't what's expected
May. 10th, 2012 10:43 pmcreatedflameTeleporting. That doesn't surprise her as much as being in a central place does. To Katniss it all means one thing, that the Capitol is in charge of things even here. That it might be nothing she's known, but that doesn't mean it isn't the games.
She ran as soon as they landed, running down halls that were circular. There was no cornucopia, no place to run away from and nothing to run to. It doesn't stop Katniss from running, hoping that she'll find a weapon, that she'll find a place to be safe until she can figure out a strategy.
All she wants is a safe place and a weapon. She needs to figure out what the Capitol is providing them now.
She ran as soon as they landed, running down halls that were circular. There was no cornucopia, no place to run away from and nothing to run to. It doesn't stop Katniss from running, hoping that she'll find a weapon, that she'll find a place to be safe until she can figure out a strategy.
All she wants is a safe place and a weapon. She needs to figure out what the Capitol is providing them now.