transam: (distant -- staring into space)
Tieria Erde ([personal profile] transam) wrote2012-11-13 08:08 pm

Mission 001: Relearning how to Breathe [Action]

[Action: Locked to Harry Dresden]

[It was a shock, a tangible difference that stood out among the rest. The twinge in his shoulders and the soft pillow underneath his head were secondary to the loss that he felt. He felt blind and empty without the familiar flow of images and words--but the frayed strands of the link were painfully familiar. He was reminded of that battle six years ago, when that link was severed by that man, the one who had made their world so twisted. He was reminded of another battle four years later, when he took those bullets and booted that same man from the system. Both incidents, despite their polarity, held one similarity; the conditions were altered.

For a heartbeat, Tieria felt lost in space.

He took a breath, replaced the echoes of his last order to the Raphael, and sat up underneath the covers of the bed he found himself in. He took another breath and studied his hands in a silent fascination, though he was still mindful of his surroundings. The bedroom was unfamiliar, and the absence of the electrical hum that was so familiar spoke as loudly as the strangely talkative birds outside of the windows.

This wasn't the Ptolemy, or even a location in the colonies or on Earth that he was remotely familiar with.

After a heavy, tense moment, he spoke in a soft tone:] this place?


[It was the chill that bothered Tieria the most that afternoon, despite the comfort of his modified uniform that marked him as a member of Celestial Being.  Visible though he was with his purple hair, uniform, and wings, he took the relative quiet of the village to study and recollect himself.  He wouldn't be beaten by the shock of his entry alone--he had come too far to allow that to happen again. What little he had learned of this village and this world during his short 'briefing' was uncomfortably familiar. He was reminded of Celestial Being's original directive...and his determination to not let fate dictate his life again.

That afternoon finds him exploring the village,. He stocked up on supplies from the Shops in the Plaza. As the sun started to set he took to the Bakery to get himself a snack and a hot cup of tea before heading to the Welcome Center to read over the information provided there. He takes a brief moment to watch the landscape, the people, and the gray sky at the Fountain between stops, completely ignoring the briskly cold wind.]
gleamed: (☼ oh yay!;)


[personal profile] gleamed 2012-11-27 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, just keep me posted, then. I'm always looking for new things to bake!
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[personal profile] gleamed 2012-11-28 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. [She nods, rising from her seat.] If you need anything, you know where to find me!