fallen [OPEN] - Printable Version +- Court of the Fallen (https://cotf-rpg.com) +-- Forum: Out of Character (https://cotf-rpg.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=26) +--- Forum: Important (https://cotf-rpg.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=27) +---- Forum: Archives (https://cotf-rpg.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=38) +---- Thread: fallen [OPEN] (/showthread.php?tid=410) |
||||||
fallen [OPEN] - Lucas - 01-10-2019 The snow fell softly, muted in the dead of night. It covered him in a thin blanket, one cold and deadly, not that he could feel as such. Still, as hazy green eyes snapped open he became aware that he was in an element that only a short day ago would have made his skin crawl, instantly lurching into a sitting position. Overcome by dizziness, Lucas groaned and put a hand to his head. His fair hair was stiff with frost, lips tinged blue, and he hissed in a breath that did not set his chest on fire with cold. Panic and fury fought with one another for dominance. As was his nature - slave to it that he was - the latter eventually won out. Growling a curse, Lucas scrambled to get to his feet, willing the ground beneath him to boil and churn and rid him of this blasted snow. Only... nothing happened. He staggered, the world swimming before him. Where was he? What was wrong with him? He didn't know, but whoever had caged him in this place would pay dearly the second he got his bearings. Just as soon as he... got out of the open and... felt better. It wasn't pain, exactly, but something raw twisted and crushed within him, and he ran his tongue across his teeth. He was starving. RE: fallen [OPEN] - Alorhea - 01-10-2019
RE: fallen [OPEN] - Lucas - 01-12-2019 In another time and place Lucas would have zoned in on the movement in the snow, especially striped with gold and black as it was. But his senses were frosted with cold and, while he still couldn't feel it (something that brought panic back warring with his temper the longer it went on) he certainly knew it was happening. As such, he wasn't aware of [say]"Where is here?"[/say] he managed, his tongue feeling thick in his mouth as he spoke. Lucas was in no state to appraise this stranger - if he was he might have realised how gloriously painted with ink she was. Maybe later. [say]"I don't remember... how I got here."[/say] RE: fallen [OPEN] - Alorhea - 01-12-2019
RE: fallen [OPEN] - Lucas - 01-13-2019 [say]"An Outlander..."[/say] He repeated the term incredulously, as if that was meant to mean something to him. As the snow whipped about them - and didn't cause him to hunch in on himself against it - he was starting to believe that he was trapped in some bizarre dream. That was the only explanation for such a ridiculous set of circumstances, in his opinion. Caido was another foreign word that he packed away for later consideration, Lucas examining the woman before him and letting green eyes rove over her cloak, her face, her eyes. [say]"Lucas,"[/say] he supplied for his name, the moniker so familiar to him now that he was used to playing the part. [say]"I was... walking. I fell."[/say] It wasn't the first time he'd said that, and if he wasn't mistaken he might have fallen just as far as he had the first time when he'd toppled from the heavens. Only this time it seemed he'd plunged through a portal. Patting his pockets suddenly (for what he wasn't sure - cigarettes? Cell phone? Keys?) he became suddenly aware that his attire had changed drastically in his plummet into "Caido". He wore a simple black coat over a linen shirt, dark trousers and sturdy shoes. And his pockets were empty. He swore. [say]"I need to get home."[/say] RE: fallen [OPEN] - Alorhea - 01-13-2019
RE: fallen [OPEN] - Lucas - 01-16-2019 The glare he gave her was like green glass as she laughed, though his bruised pride and fickle moods would have to wait until he wasn't so horrifically helpless in this snowy hellscape. The glare faded to something like a troubled frown as he listened to her explanation, and he shook his head, uncomprehending. No way out? Impossible. [say]"How, then... do people get here? You're telling me they simply fall from the sky at random?"[/say] How biblical. His feet began moving without his permission at the suggestion they go elsewhere, as if the hunger that gnawed within him and the instinctive hatred of the cold both knew that shelter was a likely solution to both. Not that he knew what he was hungry for. Only when he began to trek through the snow ahead of her did he pause in realisation, glancing back and gesturing. [say]"Lead on,"[/say] he invited. RE: fallen [OPEN] - Alorhea - 01-22-2019
RE: fallen [OPEN] - Lucas - 01-22-2019 Unlike his companion, Lucas had no cloak to draw about him, but he did hunch his shoulders against the blistering winds, however little he could feel on his skin. His hands found his pockets and he tried to tuck his chin down below the collar of his coat, glaring at the snow as they trekked forward. [say]"And did all of those people have the misfortune of landing outside in the middle of the night in a blizzard?"[/say] he wondered. If they did then perhaps he wasn't so frightfully unlucky as he thought. But he doubted it. Her camp was a welcome sight, modest as it might be, and the gods knew Lucas had slept in worse places in his long, long life. Ducking inside at her offer, he didn't feel the warmth of the fire but there was something cozy in the interior that had him relaxing nonetheless. The fire was something he was well-acquainted with (little did he know that in this new existence it would become a mortal enemy). [say]"Pardon?"[/say] he asked. [say]"How long since I... fed?"[/say] An odd turn of phrase, but whatever. [say]"Too long. I am ravenous."[/say] RE: fallen [OPEN] - Alorhea - 02-04-2019
RE: fallen [OPEN] - Lucas - 02-04-2019 [say]"Oh, how fortuitous for them,"[/say] Lucas all but drawled; he didn't like most people, but he wouldn't wish this kind of a welcome into a new world on anyone. Granted, the night didn't bother him, but the blizzard could go to hell. Still, he was a deal more comfortable in the tent than he had been outside of it, however little he seemed to be bothered by the cold, the warmth or anything remotely similar. Easily distracted by the prospect of food, Lucas watched as the cooked rabbit began to warm and sizzle over the flames, and while his stomach wanted to rumble, it didn't. [say]"Thank you,"[/say] he murmured. [say]"As for where I came from... it was a great deal warmer than here, put it that way. And more advanced. Running water and electricity for a start."[/say] He almost huffed at the reminder, pinching at the bridge of his nose. [say]"I was a businessman."[/say] RE: fallen [OPEN] - Alorhea - 02-04-2019
RE: fallen [OPEN] - Lucas - 02-05-2019 Accepting the plate - food was important above all else right now, thanks - Lucas considered her comments about the (undoubtedly primitive) stalls and stores that the place boasted. He'd see that for himself in time, whether or not he intended to. Then he could work on getting home. Thoughts of that home filled his mind as he dug into the rabbit, though he was not at all impressed by it. [say]"This tastes like nothing,"[/say] he said, foregoing manners due to his current state of hunger and grumpiness both. [say]"It tastes like less than nothing. What is it?"[/say] Wrinkling his nose, he offered her the plate back if she wanted to finish the wretched stuff. [say]"Security,"[/say] he supplied as she asked about his business. [say]"I ran a security business. Bodyguards, surveillance, alarms, things like that."[/say] |