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Post by Caelus Guiden [Away] on Apr 13, 2012 18:39:46 GMT
Caelus walked out of the TARDIS after it landed in what used to be Washington in 2422. It was pretty much completely deserted. Caelus had intended to land just after it happened, or just before it, but even though he'd been Captain of this TARDIS for just short of five hundred and fifty years, he still had some issues with getting the time exactly right. He completely fucked up this time though. He was over three hundred years late. Over three hundred years late Caelus didn't even think that he was that bad in the past. Turns out he was wrong. He was pretty awful with the whole time travelling thing.
He wasn't able to find any form of life at all. It was to be expected. It was a post apocalyptic time he was currently in. There wasn't even a tumble weed blowing by in the wind. Maybe it was a mistake to come here.. No one was around, and he couldn't even ask about it. Caelus was able to deduce things from his surroundings. He could do that easily. But he wanted answers to his question. And he'd only get that if someone had shown up.
After wandering around, and finding absolutely nothing apart from ruins, Caelus stops walking, and decides to look around. There wasn't really anything of particular interest, and he couldn't really hear anything apart from the wind. Sighing, Caelus turns around, about to go back to his TARDIS, when he heard movement from behind him. Quickly turning around again, Caelus looks, trying to see where it came from, and more importantly, what it came from "Who's there?!
[/b] WORDS:[/b] 273 MUSE:[/b] NONE TAGS:[/b] AKIKO NOTES:[/b] I hope this is good enough ^^ I wasn't sure what to write[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/size]
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Post by Akiko Kawasaki on Apr 17, 2012 1:29:42 GMT
Akiko frowned as she pulled her hood further over her head. It was too hot to be out here uncovered - the sun and heat were as harsh as ever, and without a cloud in the sky - completely unrelenting. She needed to find some shelter, and fast, she didn't think she could take much more walking today.
She continued moving, dragging her self-made spear behind her, stopping occasionally for a drink, or to survey her surroundings. The area was quiet, far too quiet for her liking. Usually, there were at least a few of those creatures running around. It worried her, just where are they all? It's not like them to hide away like this.
It was lonely, even if she didn't talk to the exiles much at least they were there. But without a single living thing as far as she could see - Akiko was left reminded of how utterly alone she was in this place.
At least, that's what she thought until she reached some nearby ruins. she had been about to duck into a collapsed building when she noticed someone standing atop a sand dune only a short distance away. At first, she thought he was an exile, but as she snuck closer, she noticed what he was wearing. Clothes. Not only that, they were clean clothes. Akiko dropped to the ground - trying to get a good look at him without him noticing. No-one wore clothes - no-one. Well, except maybe the few exiles who'd been lucky enough to find anything that was still intact. Instead, they just opted for anything the could find - dressing only in pieces of cloth fashioned into makeshift robes and hoods. She adjusted her hood in an attempt to hide her face - maybe he'd leave her alone if he thought she as just another exile - and stood up. "Who's there?!"
Akiko flinched as he turned. Damn it.
She held her spear in front of her, she had to keep something between them, just in case. "Who are you?"
[Word Count] ==> 337 [Notes] ==> This is probably awful...
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