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sixthiterationlogs2016-09-06 09:20 pm
hawkeyesniper) wrote in sixthiterationlogs2016-09-06 09:20 pm
Shaking Up
WHO: Riza Hawkeye
WHERE: Outside Inn
WHEN: September 06
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: Language
STATUS: Open
It had been a few weeks for Riza to adjust to her new life here in the village. She'd taken up residence at the Inn, remembering the feeling of security that had come from living with a group of people at the Strand during her time in Manhattan. It was funny how an event that had concluded months ago could still influence her so much. Although, to be fair, she had spent a year in that alternate dimension dealing with monsters and the threat of being turned into a monster herself. She'd bonded with others there, survived, and come out on the other side in one piece. She'd never thought she'd be put in a similar experience in her life. Who would? Especially when you were reassured by others that the technology used to abduct her and others would be locked down or, at the very least, put under close monitoring.
She should have known then that it wouldn't end with Project Daisychain. Human curiosity had a dark side at times and if one group could figure out multi-dimensional travel then so could others. She had no way of knowing how similar these two experiments would be -- but she was hoping that this one would end just as well as the last one had.
Later, she'll realize it's because she's reliving her past experience that the earthquake disturbs her more than it might have otherwise. Riza is normally a calm and rational person. However, when you spent roughly a year waiting for a giant monster to rampage through the city, knocking over buildings in its path, you learned to act on instinct and those instincts were not lost easily. When the ground starts to shake, Riza tenses up and her eyes immediately go, not to the ground, but to the sky. Her eyes flick across the tree-line like she's looking for something big. She backs towards the inn, bracing herself, her eyes wide with the hint of fear.
She remembers the ground shaking like this before. She can practically hear the deafening roar. She can remember the people screaming and the feeling of brick, mortar, concrete, and steel collapsing around her as she ducks down into a subway tunnel for safety. She can remember the feeling of an entire building coming down on her, Harry, and Sora before Harry managed a last-minute magical shield. She can remember when their first home had been destroyed, forcing them to flee in the dark of night.
The rumbling continues and it's only a few minutes before Riza's rational brain catches up with her flashbacks. She remembers where she is now -- when she is -- and that the village is not Manhattan. She doesn't have to worry about a giant monster stomping through the streets here--the village wouldn't have survived that anyway.
Riza remembers to breathe, taking a shaky gulp of air as she falls back against the wall of the inn's exterior. She sinks to a seated position and closes her eyes for a moment, trying to compose herself again. "Get ahold of yourself," she hisses to herself, unaware if anyone was witness to her little episode.
WHERE: Outside Inn
WHEN: September 06
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: Language
STATUS: Open
It had been a few weeks for Riza to adjust to her new life here in the village. She'd taken up residence at the Inn, remembering the feeling of security that had come from living with a group of people at the Strand during her time in Manhattan. It was funny how an event that had concluded months ago could still influence her so much. Although, to be fair, she had spent a year in that alternate dimension dealing with monsters and the threat of being turned into a monster herself. She'd bonded with others there, survived, and come out on the other side in one piece. She'd never thought she'd be put in a similar experience in her life. Who would? Especially when you were reassured by others that the technology used to abduct her and others would be locked down or, at the very least, put under close monitoring.
She should have known then that it wouldn't end with Project Daisychain. Human curiosity had a dark side at times and if one group could figure out multi-dimensional travel then so could others. She had no way of knowing how similar these two experiments would be -- but she was hoping that this one would end just as well as the last one had.
Later, she'll realize it's because she's reliving her past experience that the earthquake disturbs her more than it might have otherwise. Riza is normally a calm and rational person. However, when you spent roughly a year waiting for a giant monster to rampage through the city, knocking over buildings in its path, you learned to act on instinct and those instincts were not lost easily. When the ground starts to shake, Riza tenses up and her eyes immediately go, not to the ground, but to the sky. Her eyes flick across the tree-line like she's looking for something big. She backs towards the inn, bracing herself, her eyes wide with the hint of fear.
She remembers the ground shaking like this before. She can practically hear the deafening roar. She can remember the people screaming and the feeling of brick, mortar, concrete, and steel collapsing around her as she ducks down into a subway tunnel for safety. She can remember the feeling of an entire building coming down on her, Harry, and Sora before Harry managed a last-minute magical shield. She can remember when their first home had been destroyed, forcing them to flee in the dark of night.
The rumbling continues and it's only a few minutes before Riza's rational brain catches up with her flashbacks. She remembers where she is now -- when she is -- and that the village is not Manhattan. She doesn't have to worry about a giant monster stomping through the streets here--the village wouldn't have survived that anyway.
Riza remembers to breathe, taking a shaky gulp of air as she falls back against the wall of the inn's exterior. She sinks to a seated position and closes her eyes for a moment, trying to compose herself again. "Get ahold of yourself," she hisses to herself, unaware if anyone was witness to her little episode.