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[WoD] Heart of the Mountain

Talking in her sleep, as if she seemingly heard one little thing and latched onto it, even though it were sheer coincidence based upon her dream. "freedom..." she said in a slurred and and prolonged awestruck tone with a smile on her face alongside some heavy drooling, She truly pursued freedom, but there was no way she could earn it on her own. her mouth was Salivating at the concept of freedom. but maybe if Johnny played, she could earn it too.
 
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Caeda yawned, looking to the sleeping Selene. "... I want Selene to come with us, too." She says. "She was in the human world... whether she was from here or not, she was there... that can't just mean nothing." She says. "I'm going to get some rest then... sounds like I need to be at my best." She says, laying on her arms and closing her eyes.
 
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Selene's dream grew more Vivid and detailed, she dreamt of Johnny and Caeda serving as surrogate Sibling figures, well, the equivalent to a big brother and big sister respectively. It was a seemingly innocent dream. Though she hadn't seen her biological mother in a little over 21 years, she seemed to desire a surrogate maternal figurehead. To think the abused slave of a fae could actually still be capable of innocent childish dreams. Alice typically crushed her dreams, but she sought them anyway, even in Slumber. one day, she would earn her freedom and reclaim a sample of the life she lost.
 
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Roxane fixed her sunglasses, its a bit crowded in here she thought, police crawled through every corner, every vent it seemed. it just gets more complicated by the second. She eyed the coming police men. She did not notice at first, but what she found soon after was a red haired man, the police where too busy eyeing him to notice Roxane, count my lucky stars! She grinned, if only there was some sort of vent here. She spent more time that night looking for the casino's blueprints, then she would like to admit, she herself had fallen asleep in a supply closet for atleast 30 minutes.


[That night]


Roxane had entered the supply closet, an ideanow would be a good time as any, if i get caught, how will i defend myself? roxane took out a tazor from her pocket, it was her only line of defense and she wasn't the best on her feet.


She opened her mouth in the privacy of the closed, attempting to enchant the item for the night, only to find herself failing. She bit her lip, a bit exhausted from the expendisure. Her breath was heavy and she could feel her eyes watering in toll.


Before she knew it, it was already dawn.


get a grip of yourself, roxane...


She chose not to come to the red haired man's aid, as she did not have time to figure out whether he would be useful to her at that time. It tore a bit of her nature to ignore someone, a possible ally, but she had a mission time was running out, and without letting it phase her she simply walked without notice, eyeing the walls for vents, or points of unnoticable access.


She had an appearance of proffesionality, as if she where ment to be on that scene. She fixed her sunglasses.
 
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Johnny nodded a bit and gave a little sigh. "Yeah, you do that, I might do some reading since I'm here, give me something to add to my notes about this place." Johnny said as he pulled a random book off the shelf and took it to one of the chairs to sit and read. It would give him a bit of time while he let the others rest.
 
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@Xistund


The book that Johnny picked out happened to be a rather well decorated copy of Through the Looking Glass that was in impossibly good condition. He had flipped to a page describing The Jabberwocky, and so it read:


"`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves


Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:


All mimsy were the borogoves,


And the mome raths outgrabe."


God, it looked more like gibberish than proper writing, all these made up words were almost always doomed to confuse anyone! It was a perfect mirror for his current situation. He was stuck in an unknown world with unknown rules, and he had no Vorpal Sword to cut his way out.
 
Ahnoah looked at the casino then his watch. "Man...it's early. I haven't gotten any sleep...but you know what they say, time is money." He checked near the casino to see that it was a crime scene. He was a bit intruigued by this and remembered what the tech guy said. "So that is what he meant by suspicious..." He looked at the officers, who were clearly intruigued in him.
 
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"Who said you could come in here?" The officers surrounded the red haired hunter fairly quickly, all prepared to deal with him if he became dangerous. The air was tense, Terrance's Fetch peeked his head up from the bar and noticed that all the police were on the other side of the room. He knew where the exits were, so this would be a pretty easy escape. "Who's that guy?" the fake-bartender mumbled to himself before ducking back into hiding.


Meanwhile, Roxane would spot a vent leading into the staff offices right near where the restaurant hallways were, sneaking around the distracted clump of police, it took her to a completely different tile-floored area. She would be pretty safe from any prying eyes here, as the offsides hall was completely cleared out. The casino restaurants were closed though, so there was no chance of a free buffet.
 
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"Oh, didn't know officers were here! Should of put up some of that fancy keep out tape. Sorry if I disturbed anything, seems how it does look like some sort of crime happened." He had his hands hanging to the side. He was wondering what they were going on about. He was innocent, though the officers may not think so. All he had to do was stay calm and he should be just fine
 
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Johnny threw the book down on his lap in disgust, he was clearly going to hate this place and all these fucking wonderland references. He got it this place was like wonderland everyone ooh and ahh. It was bad enough that the casino had the gimmick but that was a gimmick for a name and a chance for dirty old men to see waitresses in sexy Alice costumes. Hell, he worked for the Highwayman it's not like he was made to dress up in the long coat old style hat with two pistols robbing people going 'your money or your life.' "I'd like to go 'One, two! One, two! And through and through' on the person who chose to force this shit down everyone's throat." Johnny muttered to himself as he got up and put the book back. He decided to explore the house maybe he'd get lucky and find something of use, maybe his stolen goods.
 
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  • @Xistund


    Alice's house was somehow strange, and yet at the same time it was well put together. The rooms were organized, but just presented with an awkward amount of color and flair. He went up the stairs, almost feeling like he was heading upwards instead of downwards. On the second floor he found 'Prince' Terrance standing underneath a white tower that extended into the blue sky filled with clouds. Wasn't he INDOORS? Whatever the case, the real Terrance stood there, completely unaware of who Johnny was. He approached, his fancy shoes clicking against the floor as he attempted to shake his hand.


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    "S-sorry about freaking out earlier, that...thing...drives me bonkers. I refuse to call her a lady, she's just a monster!" He had a horrified look on his face, his eyes set in with a deep feeling of pain. "She gave me these clothes, and a nice place to stay, but I'm going to be stuck here forever." He grumbled, carrying the same soft irish accent as his copy that Johnny would recognize. Ironically, both Terrance's seemed to be a bit unhinged by their respective surroundings. Perhaps they were both just sensitive people and even the copy couldn't help but mirror that. "I'm happy to see Selene again, but she looks so...different." There was a forlorn quality to his voice, a voice that had given up hope.


 

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"I am just a new soul to the city, don't know my way around that well and I just in general am getting lost. Don't know all the laws here as well, so if I have any illegal items, please forgive me." He was trying to sound as formal as possible in order for them to believe him. He had money, a necklace, and some slightly worn down clothes. Other than that, he had nothing but his bare skin
 
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@SilverSolis


The police forced the man out before checking him, and on his way out he would instantly notice a woman standing in the hallway that the police didn't bother to look at. Regardless, they forced him unto the street once again and continued their search for the runaway bartender who was nowhere in sight.
 
"Well, that did not go anything I thought it would. I thought I would get to play slots and maybe get something nice to drink like wine but no, kicked out by police..." He seemed a bit disappointed, though he still had his money. Maybe a small breakfast treat for the morning time. He could not go back to that bakery though, so that was bad. He did enjoy his daily dose of scones. An English delight is what he calls it.
 
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Johnny was a bit silent when he saw Terrence. It was a bit of a awkward moment talking to this man and not trying to chase him after everything that he was put though. "Yeah, right. Sure." He said trying to keep his interactions brief. Why the hell was the man being so chummy after everything that he put them though? "Wait, so you've not been back to our world? You don't remember me?" All this shit was confusing.
 
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  • "Yeah, whoever you met...wasn't really me. She mentioned she was going to create some kind of copy of me to find Selene. It was really disturbing watching her do that, don't ya know?" Terrance was looking more towards the ground than at Johnny at this point. "Sorry I took your stuff while you were sleeping, I didn't have much choice." He looked up into Johnny's eyes, but looked afraid, thinking he would be mad at him.


 
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"Ah, finally, fine service. I guess this money isn't going to a bit of wine, rather a nice breakfast. A bit better." He looked at the menu that they had. A nice coffee with a doughnut seemed like their best deal for sure. He wanted something more though, just a nice breakfast. Perfect morning, perfect air, perfect hospitality. Seemed very nice and didn't seem like it could get better. He looked through the menu as he saw that they serve waffles. "A cafe that serves waffles, now that's new.' He wanted to try it, so he waited for the waitress to meet him so he could get one and maybe with a glass of some sweet OJ as well.
 
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Johnny sighed and rubbed his forehead. "You always have a choice, You could have taken that cold iron cross and shoved it down her throat. But whatever, you're scared that's fine." He said and after a moment said, "I'll take you don't know a good way out of here since you've been trapped here for a hell of a long time."
 
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  • @Xistund


    "Cold...what? It didn't feel very cold, I don't know what you're talking about?" He looked at Johnny puzzled for a moment and continued to give him a bewildered look as he spoke "...Not that long, it's only been a few days...I think. Lost track." he mumbled a bit to himself, wondering how far down this rabbit hole he had really gone, or in this case, how long he had been down it.


    @Umbrie @ValkyrieRose


    Alice meanwhile was standing over the bodies of the two girls with a creepy grin on her face. She had briefly considered entering their dreams, but she figured it wasn't worth it for now. She had much more physical plans in mind...
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    She proceeded to move their bodies while they were sleeping into another room underneath the house. A dungeon, so to speak. It was mostly a dark room that looked fairly average besides a few details. The darkness was shaded incorrectly, in the sense that it was still bright enough to see, as if there was light peeking in even though there were no windows. She proceeded to hang the girls on the wall like dolls, restraining their arms and legs on a set of steel chains that held them both to the wall. She marveled at the sleeping bodies in a clearly perverted manner, "    So pretty..." she ran a soft multicolored finger across her new doll's face, playing with Caeda's long brown hair a bit, but she was gentle enough not to wake her. There were no dragons in this dungeon, but what they were dealing with was far worse than any dragon. She did not intend to kill them or even harm, she intended to break their wills until they saw no other option but to stay. To her, these humans were just toys in more ways than one. All they were to her was a bunch of emotions collected into a nice little package, and once you understood those emotions, you could manipulate them into doing anything. Just had to push a few buttons, like a toy.


 
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"Actually, The reason I'm here is because I was going to go do something, but it seemed like I could not. SO I came here, It was open and I was in the mood for some breakfast so the time presented its self. " He was a small bit nervous from the sudden question, but it was nothing he could not handle. He looked at her with his rusty colored eyes. The sun began to raise slightly higher, as a beam of sunshine hit Ahnoah. He seemed pretty content with life most of the time. He took a bite of the waffle, as it tasted as if it was whole wheat. "Hm, healthy waffle."
 
@SilverSolis


"I see. Well if you need any help, please let me know." His sever stepped back, away from the sunlight and went back towards the kitchen. She had a strong confident sound to her voice, mature. She had to be at least in her mid-20s based on her voice, but she looked like she was in her early-20s. Time must have been kind to her. The waitress outfit, with a circular skirt and frilly top, also made her seem rather 'appealing'. She disappeared into the kitchen, this mysterious beauty. He didn't even get a look at her name tag, mostly because he was distracted by food. Otherwise, outside the window he would see the calm early morning cityscape. The rocky mountains rising up on the horizon below the sun looked awe-inspiring.

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((A picture is worth a thousand words, but since I'm about to go to class, I don't have time to type 1,000 words...so this'll be good enough for now))

 

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Johnny, sighed a bit. "Come on, man. That's the basic stuff. Cold iron means not machine made, only made with old fashioned blacksmiths. Fairy creatures can't touch the stuff without getting burned, it's extremely painful to them. I mean, why the hell do you think she would want you to take my necklace 'with' my gun?! She wanted to take all my weapons away, you held fae kryptonite and you did not even know it!" Johnny took a breath trying to calm down.
 
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Caeda was fast asleep, dreaming about Alice in Wonderland, of all things. Well, the mind often lingered on random things you were thinking about. Selene in her Alice outfit, for example. Morpheus from The Matrix was there two asking something about the pills and seeing how deep the rabbit hole goes. "It goes pretty damn apparently, I'm so deep I'm in an entire different realm."


There was a bunch of nonsense about slaying an alien race, attending a tea party, not being able to go further because you didn't level up your bishop and you don't have enough gym badges to capture another one. There was some general nonsense about Johnny bragging about he likes danger and takes a red bill and Caeda making a joke about how he needed the little blue pill to get anything done. But.. she understood! All along, she was THE ONE. SHE WOULD SAVE THE UNIVERSE.. That was anticlimactic though, because she said "Fuck that." And ate the blue pill.


Well, at least her dreams were interesting.
 
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Ahnoah thought to himself. 'Well, she looks good, they know how to hire a waitress here.' He took another bite of his whole wheat waffle. He loved buttermilk, but a hippie waffle was fine as well. He took another look at the time. Around 6:40. He looked up at the sky, Then at the sun directly. He remembered the one rule, don't look at the sun, but it was too late for he is some having sunspots now whenever he blinks. "Ah, My eyes..."
 
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She felt no pride, nor any incofidence in the face that she had snuck around the prying eyes of the police successfully, carefully acting as if she was part of the place. Once she found an area of silence, she glazed her sites into the open abyss, it was a scary and impending silence. Her hand shivered for no reason at all, however she did not let the ominous restraunt sign hold her, she walked straight past the flickering sign into what appeared to be a hall way.

Her job was not done yet, and there was no time for hope or defeat. I was just lucky. She thought, her hands in her pockets. She felt a familiarity in all that she was seeing. As if she had done it before, somewhere. The weird thing was, she knew she hadn't.

why does this remind me of a dream, a few nights ago, there I was in the middle of a black desert, the winds where high, and a bar with a flickering sign appeared. It was so ominous I woke up before I could think of entering it, I was breaking in sweat.

Roxane made her way to those halls, she kept to the shadows fearing despite the silence she would be spotted. There in the corner she saw a vent, hidden beside a food stall. She could smell the fresh scent of chicken, she knew she had little time. She would vanish quickly from the imaginations and sites of these police. Nothing could stop her now. She felt a tingle at the back of her neck, as if someone was looking at her, she gave a sort of devious smile behind her shoulder to the passing eye, as if she where some sort of ghost there to mess with him. he wont see me again. she decided, she stepped cautiously into the darkness of the area, she took out a little screw from inside her pockets, and proceeded unscrewing the vent. She then carefully pocketed the screws and made her way into the vent, being careful to put the vent back in place so no one would know where she was.

It was drafty, and she could feel must at her finger tips. no turning back now. Even my breath is visible, on her knees she began crawling out into the many ways of the vents. I must find a way out now. The difficult part was remembering which way to go, she had to infer from her memory of the area, would the office be right? Left? Up?

she knew that it would be best to go right, if she needed to go up she could do so when the next opening came up. Roxane nodded to herself, and finally deciding on a plan of action hurriedly made her way through the right vent. She felt a bit staggered, being dazed by the night. She may be stealthy, but she was not flexible.​
 
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