http://littlegal-lost.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] littlegal-lost.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2009-03-09 10:09 am

Shatter EP

A few hours of walking north of the Grand Canyon, there is a FLASH followed by a BANG with the immediate appearance of a small, skinny teenager standing where nothing had been standing before. She freezes, dark eyes tracking this way and that, the quickness of the motion the only clue to her panic.

Then, a few feet away, there's a FLASH followed by a BANG with the immediate appearance of a large, floppy bloodhound in mid-distressed bark.

A bark which rapidly transforms into a yap of contentment as it spots the girl and trots toward her, long ears flapping.

Jordan Harper grins at her dog, but it only lasts for a moment. While she scratches the creature's ears, she looks around at the desolate bit of land she landed in.

Nothing that can do this, in her experience, should or could be ignored.

[identity profile] godofshiny.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
There is a tree nearby. It's an old tree, mostly dead, no leaves on the branches. But what is on the branches...

Someone has decorated the tree with hundreds of mirrors, dangling on threads. Tied to each thread are numerous small slips of paper, prayers written to a god who listens.

Speaking of whom, there's Mort, watching the new arrival from his hom inside the mirrors.

"Hello there."

[identity profile] godofshiny.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Mort folds his hands together. He doesn't smile, but the hint is there. "Welcome, to New Earth."

[identity profile] godofshiny.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
"That's one name being discussed for it anyways."
He gestures absently, and the mirrors swing with out wind.

"This world faced a great catastrophe. It near to ended. And now... it seeks people to repopulate it."

[identity profile] godofshiny.livejournal.com 2009-03-09 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Indeed." However, if she needs more information, she's going to have to ask for it.

[identity profile] godofshiny.livejournal.com 2009-03-10 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not one of those things we're given a choice over."

Mort cocks his head to one side.

"Do you think this is my ideal of a good place to hang around?"

[identity profile] godofshiny.livejournal.com 2009-03-10 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm a man who has been granted the powers of a god." He raps his fingers against the inside of the mirror.

"Granted, my only areas of affection are Prophecy and Reflection, but I'd rather be dealing with them on my own world."

[identity profile] godofshiny.livejournal.com 2009-03-10 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
"You'd be amazed how many do." Mort replies quite dryly.

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[identity profile] blueisboring.livejournal.com 2009-03-18 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
Ai-Ling gave the Grand Canyon a very wide berth when she noticed the dragons. It's a shame, because she missed something breathtaking.

Now, the teenager is trekking along the desert road, having abandonned her sled along with most of her possessions whe she decided she'd be better with this back pack she found. Her spear is strapped between her back and the bag. Since she shed her leathers, it's the only object that speaks of her time in the Water Tribe.

[identity profile] blueisboring.livejournal.com 2009-03-18 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Dogs do that; they love making friends and the boisterous approach of a dog intent and excited about making a new aquaintance is familiar to everyone who comes from a culture in which dogs are integrated members of society.

However, Ai-Ling isn't from one of these cultures. To her, all that happened is a strange wolf-like animal barked and charged at her. She loves animals, but if Jordan hadn't whistled, she was well prepared to defend herself from attack.

But there was a whistle, and there's not longer an animal attacking her. Ai-Ling gives Journey a suspicious look, and shares it with Jordan.

A suspicious look and a raised chin.

"Is he with you?"

[identity profile] blueisboring.livejournal.com 2009-03-18 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
"She." Ai-Ling corrects herself, and allows a tiny smile, if only to accept the implied apology. But because the 'she' doesn't sound happy, there's a brighter smile turned that way.

"What is she?"

It's a perfectly acceptable question whe you're used to the kind of animals Ai-Ling grew up with.

[identity profile] blueisboring.livejournal.com 2009-03-18 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
The tenseness that accompanied Journey's approach doesn't greet Jordan. Ai-Ling has her right thumb tucked in the empty belt loops of her jeans, which brings it close - but not threateningly so - to her sword,and her demeaour is confident and relaxed.

"Good. I don't much like being jumped on."

She frowns slightly at the name blood-hound. It doesn't sound savoury.

[identity profile] blueisboring.livejournal.com 2009-03-18 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
And to Ai-Ling it's something so normal that it was only ow that the narration saw fit to mention it. She may or may not have seen a glance to it; some people have weapons, some don't. This one has sentimental value.

"Oh," she says, and unhooks her hand, holding it out tentatively to the animal's head. "I don't mind. I like animals."

Sometimes she likes to eat them, but she won't.

[identity profile] blueisboring.livejournal.com 2009-03-18 12:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Happy grins produce return grins and Ai-Ling pats the top of the dog's head tentatively and then strokes it gently.

"What's her name?"