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eyesofaserpent ([personal profile] eyesofaserpent) wrote2008-03-19 01:57 pm
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Oh, Great...

Who: Crowley, Christopher, Vicki, and ...?
Date and time: March 19, night
Where: City Park, Hospital
Rating: Worksafe, language
Summary: Crowley's unusually quiet, which may not be all that good...

Crowley grumbled and walked the park. It reminded him slightly of St. James park as there was a pond with ducks in it looking expectantly at him. Of course he didn't have any bread crumbs, that was the angel's duty. He was, in fact, eating an apple. He'd grown rather fond of the fruit over the many centuries.

And now that he was here, it seemed the angel was bound and determined to be locked in his bookshop. Joy. Now that Crowley had rational company that he, dare I say it, enjoyed, the bastard was hiding again. Crowley wondered just how bad it could be if they stayed here. He rather liked his world. He understood it. And this place was eccentric at best, downright bat shit crazy at worst.

He skipped a rock over the pond, narrowly avoiding a duck (that was now flying off with a start). He took another bite of the apple.

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope so," he said in response to Vickie continuing to suport her as they walked down the halls of the hospital.

Christopher looked around as if he had never seen a hospital before. Stopping to stare at various machines and screens. When the got to the examination room he lead Vickie to a place to sit. It was so alien to him simple and flat, though it wasn't so much different then the one time he had been in the hospital. But somehow it felt a lot different, there were definitely a lot more things buzzing about. He reached out to pull on some box with wires coming out of it to a pad. It looks like something he had seen before, but, was so different then anything he had ever seen. "What is this?" he asked pointing to it. "There are a lot of funny things in this world, like the low magic worlds usually have."

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Vicki stepped across the room, blinking at the bright light as her sensitive eyes suddenly, finally, came back into focus. At least she could see again. She heads towards the sink as soon as she spots it, turning on the hot water so she can start cleaning off the blood. Clean or not, this place reminded her too much of the damned labs she just escaped from 10 minutes previous.

"Alright, so, boys, how the hell do you get out of this place? Guessing some... damned demon pulled me here or something. That's the best guess I'd have, if we're talking a different... Dimension or something?" Vicki usually didn't speak quite freely about these things, but considering the great amount of weirdness that was happening here she couldn't help but imagine they were used to a hint of weirdness.

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I haven't heard of any demons capable of this, but then theres lots of things out there that people just don't know." He sighed a bit leaving the odd medical device alone. "I haven't been able to figure out how to leave yet, so I think we might be stuck."

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Vicki paused in her cleaning, a frown crossing her full mouth as she considered those words, "Now, I've heard a hell of a lot is impossible and never been beaten yet, boys. Just a matter of figuring things out. So, give me the specs here. What is going on?" She inquires straight forwardly, her voice all business. In fact, she very much sounds like a cop, if either of the men are familiar with mortal police.

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Ive only been here a few days, I realy don't know. It seems a lot of people are from different worlds and things are just... here when needed." He gave a small shrug.

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
Vicki hisses quietly as she gently touches around the bad bruise and blood upon her forehead. That -hurt-. She had little doubt she was concussed, but it wouldn't be the first time. She had a hard enough head to get through it anyway. She gently pats some blood free before wringing out the wash cloth she was using to clean her wounds and rewetting it. The pain and working on her wounds was the only thing really keeping her from slightly losing it. Between being jerked here and her mother finally, truly dead, Vicki might very well lose it should she stop moving and stop forcing herself to work or think for just one moment.

"A month? Well, we just have to track down whoever the hell brought us here and get them to put us back. There have to be clues around, whatever it was that did this."

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"The person could be quite powerful, personally I would rather learn a bit about our possible abductor before trying to confront them." He hoped there was a way out, he wasn't sure if De Witt would keep his promise to Millie if he wasn't there, the thought of Millie made him wonder if she was looking for him, did she know what happened? Surly she would look like he had looked for her.

"Sadly the only person I have met here so far, has only been able to tell me of this big building called a mall."

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
Vicki nodded in quiet agreement at the comment about getting to know their abductor before actually confronting them. She sighed quietly, turning to face some sort of mirror and actually give a look to the vicious, ragged cut across her temple. This was much easier to do on other people, really.

"I agree. We can't just dive into things, but we will have to start gathering information. I... I'll have to find a hotel, somewhere to sleep, then you gentlemen can contact me there if you hear anything else. Of course, any information I get I will share as well."

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
As much as Christopher was at an age to not automatically trust adults, the ordeal he had gone through just before coming her was putting him in a mind to let the adults do as they would and not speak up much right now. Let them make the decisions, he would follow the ones that made sense to him.

"I found a lovely four poster bed in one of the stores in that big mall department store. But I would rather not live in a store. Is there anywhere to get a bite to eat as well?" He didn't want to admit it but he hadn't eaten well in the past few days, and he would rather conserve his energy for something important then conjuring meals.

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-22 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I... really don't have much money on me, and I rent a perfectly good apartment back in Toronto." Vicki stated flatly as she finally finished cleaning out the wound on her head and now went to the few wounds, one of her wrist and the other on her leg. She's a bit quicker with these, they aren't as deep or long. She got lucky on most of them though, especially the leg wound. Another inch or two and it would have hit the femoral artery.

"Food would be good. Hopefully we won't be here long enough to need it. Just a matter of finding the creature that put us here, be it demon... Angel... or whatever... and get them to put us back."

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-22 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"To live in empty buildings. It sounds like an adventure," Christopher began with a smile. "I do hope that there is someone or somewhere that can make some food, or perhaps already made." he went over to the door hoping the others were ready.

"Theres an entire near deserted city waiting to be explored. So come on." He was amazed at his own calmness. Perhaps the true reality of his situation had not completely sunk in, or in the way of youths, he simple thought of himself as untouchable.

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-23 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
A tired, not really felt chuckle crossed Vicki's lips as she heard Christopher's enthusiasm. Was she -ever- that young? it didn't feel like it. Still, she was aching, and wanted to raid the hospital for more than a bit of bandaging. She didn't need either of these men seeing just how hurt she felt, so this was a good way out.

"You two go on. I'm going to stick back here and finish up then do some exploring. If this place is as small as you say, well... I no doubt will see both you boys again." She flashed them both a business like, smooth smile.