Log In

Home
    - Create Journal
    - Update
    - Download

Scribbld
    - News
    - Paid Accounts
    - Invite
    - To-Do list
    - Contributors

Customize
    - Customize
    - Create Style
    - Edit Style

Find Users
    - Random!
    - By Region
    - By Interest
    - Search

Edit ...
    - User Info
    - Settings
    - Your Friends
    - Old Entries
    - Userpics
    - Password

Need Help?
    - Password?
    - FAQs
    - Support Area


broken_time ([info]broken_time) wrote in [info]exiles,
@ 2011-01-24 14:57:00


Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:dorrek, gwenny

More travelers, lost in time
Suddenly, everything changes.

Complex worlds - space-scapes, WWII as a backdrop, friends, allies, enemies - all disappear to be replaced with... sand.

Miles and miles of sand. Rolling hills, dunes, not an oasis in sight.


Well, except that, from somewhere just beyond the hills, there's a smell of fresh coffee.



(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-24 10:52 pm UTC (link)
"Can't say I have, since I was in New York City a minute ago," Dorrek answers. "Who's on your team?" That might give him at least some of the information he needs to make sense of this mess.

(Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)


[info]a_pal
2011-01-24 10:57 pm UTC (link)
"Bucky, Toro, and the Human Top." Pause. "Do you think the Axis could be experimenting with teleportation equipment?" Pause. "Gosh, I could sure use some of that coffee."

(Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)


[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-24 11:07 pm UTC (link)
Surprisingly, that does give him some information. Some really weird information. Dorrek frowns and looks the girl over again. "This may seem like an odd question, but what year is it?"

He glances around again, discreetly shifting his nasal passages and sniffing the air. "I don't know if I'd trust it enough to drink it, but I think the smell is coming from that direction."

(Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)


[info]a_pal
2011-01-24 11:13 pm UTC (link)
"It's 1944." A pause. "Should we check it out?"

(Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)


[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-24 11:22 pm UTC (link)
Yeah, that's what he thought. Dorrek rolls his shoulders and stretches the kinks out of his neck. Somewhere in this mess is a psycho who thinks that purple thigh-highs and a green poncho are a good combination. Dorrek just doesn't know why Kang's dumped him here and why this Gwendolyn girl's gotten the same treatment.

"I guess we should," he says. "It's either someone who can tell us what's going on or it's a trap, which is basically the same thing." He gestures her forward. "We'll go together."

Just because it doesn't seem like she's involved in this doesn't mean that he wants her where he can't see her.

(Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)


[info]a_pal
2011-01-24 11:27 pm UTC (link)
Gwenny nods and takes point. She's the superheroine here, after all. She walks carefully and attentively, her hands out, palms front

(Reply to this)(Parent)


(Read comments) -



scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status