Portal Breach: The Collision of Worlds :: v.4.0


    En Waiting

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    En Waiting

    Post by Nessa on Sun Mar 26, 2017 10:22 pm

    Tuesday, February 28th ; 10:12AM

    Yep, that's the place.

    Nessa's hands rub together nervously as she looks at the bench. Not too long ago she landed here. The Immortal's teeth clench, but she quickly lets out short bursts of breath to relieve the tension. Whatever happened to her, be it a glitch or whatever, has already happened. It won't happen again. The Piper's children, a few openly crawling on her and around her feet in the middle of the morning light, guard their mother, sensing her apprehension. Nessa smiles down to the little white one on her shoulder. Suzanne grasps at the overly large wool rainbow sweater and sniffs up to her mother worriedly. Nessa turns her head to the side, rubbing her cheek across the little one's forehead. Everything will turn out fine eventually.

    Taking a small step forward, and then another longer one, and then continuing her walk just to the bench, she sighs in relief. There. Nothing happened. Nothing. Unless of course this time she skipped an entire year. But of course she'd notice, the rats in the area are the same, she feels their tiny thoughts rummaging through the concrete jungle. Panic ebbs down, and she sits. Her skinny jeans don't do much for the cold of the metal bench and she shivers. Good thing she wore wool and long socks under her leather knee high boots. She takes a moment to calm herself, and then relaxes backwards. Not many people take this way. Not many businesses, maybe just something like a bus stop. The immortal's eyes turn to her wrist. The small dot representing Livewire a stark shine in the morning dreary.

    Well. Part 12 of recovery, done. Fifty or so more steps to go.
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    Re: En Waiting

    Post by Livewire on Sun Oct 01, 2017 8:58 pm

    It was strange.

    It was a strange feeling as she walked over. Well, it would have been strange regardless. Even though she had been within this human form for a while now, it would always feel strange to her. The constant sensory input from the soles of her feet as each step moved her across the sidewalk served as an adequate distraction to her already slower mind. It felt as though she were operating at a snail’s crawl, which, in essence, was the point of this change.

    She didn’t want to think like she knew she could. She didn’t want to have thoughts whizzing by so fast that they had already sorted themselves into conclusions, or been thrown out or sorted back, before the rest of her really knew what had happened. She wanted it to be slow. She wanted to just, to slow down. She wanted the touch of her guardians, their hugs, to be able to actually interrupt her busy mind for once.

    She wanted it so badly to distract herself from the disappearance of the woman that she was on her way to meet.

    The child stopped. Small hands curled into fists at her sides as she took a breath, letting the feeling of air passing through her throat stop that thought in its place. Nessa was here, now. She hadn’t meant to leave. This was on her terms, no one was forcing Livewire to go anywhere. No one could. Well, a few people could, but they weren’t right then.

    She continued walking. The bench (why did she always meet people at benches?) was starting to come into view. Soon enough, her pigtailed-head would be within view of Nessa. The dull green sweater might be a bit harder to see, but that would be fine. She wasn’t feel very vibrant at the moment.


    Closing the distance between them, the child came to a stop. Her eyes lit upon the figure at the bench. The frame was the same, even though she was seeing it through fluid-filled organic eyeballs rather than the crisp imaging of her optics. It was harder to keep track of Nessa, since the time of day meant that at least a few people were out and about. It would have been easier if she were a cybertronian. But it would have been only one of a few things that would be easier. The child took a breath, holding a small part of it as she moved closer. Each step carrying her towards the lithe figure that was so very, very familiar.

    ”…hello.”

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