1st Howl: Arriving: (Accidental Video)

[coyote_walking]

A woman appeared beside the fountain, kneeling down as if in the process of picking something up.

Medea?

She looked around in some confusion.

What the hell?

Samuel?

Anyone?

She turned in a circle, cautiously scenting the wind.

This is no place I'm familiar with.

Where the hell am I?

Comments

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Woah, wait, no. I have a life back there. I've got two were- two guys who are going to wig out if I don't show up at home pretty damn soon.

And if my garage doesn't open, there's no way I'm going to - I have to get out of here.

[prodigalvampire]

Hold on...hold on.

Time's frozen back home. Whenever you go back, it'll be like you never left. You won't even remember this place.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Well, that's something.

So how long do they keep you here? How do you get out?

[prodigalvampire]

It depends. I've known people who were here for years, some are only here for a few months.

It's really singular. Getting out is easy, you just disappear. The hard part is never knowing when.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

... Years?

No...

[prodigalvampire]

It's rare.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Thomas, is it? Or do you prefer Mr Raith?

I'm sorry. I'm... freaking out a little here.

[prodigalvampire]

Thomas is fine, and it's understandable.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I'm usually not like this.

Not in public at least.

[prodigalvampire]

Get yanked into dimensions outside of space/time often, huh?

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Not... exactly.

But I can say with some confidence that I've dealt with stuff your average person would find... pretty unbelievable.

[prodigalvampire]

Lucky I'm not your average person.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Oh really?

Please, share with the group.

[prodigalvampire]

You started it.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Hey, that's not something I just go around sharing randomly.

You're the one who offered that you're not an average person.

[prodigalvampire]

I don't usually share with people I've just met either. It just feels like...that lady at the super market who just rambles her life story to everyone she meets.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I know one like that except she's dea- dedicated... to, um, bugging a new person every day.

[prodigalvampire]

Dead?...Are you an ectomancer?

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Dedicated. I said dedicated.

And... what's an ectomancer?

[prodigalvampire]

Someone who talks to dead people.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

It sounds kind of... gooey.

[prodigalvampire]

Well, it is. Ghosts make manifestations of themselves from ectoplasm, which is...gooey. Thank the Night it dissipates quickly.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Never had that exper-

Hell.

[prodigalvampire]

Did I miss something?

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Not a thing.

Though I'm still waiting for you to tell me just how you're not so average.