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

[prodigalvampire]

My name is Thomas Raith. The rest, you might want to sit down for.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

You'll excuse me if I stay on my feet. Sitting right now would make me feel a little too vulnerable.

[prodigalvampire]

Your choice.

You're in a nexus of worlds called the City. The people in charge here brought you, you can't get out, that is unless they send you home...and, yeah.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Very amusing. Just look how hard I'm laughing.

Truth now, please?

[prodigalvampire]

Truth, got it. Sorry.

You're in a nexus of worlds called the City. The deities brought you here, you can't leave unless they send you home.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

... The deities, huh? They have anything to do with the fae?

[prodigalvampire]

...fae?

Uh, no. There's a fae trapped here by them actually, to give you a scope on their power.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

One of the Grey Lords or one off the reserves?

I... look, maybe I will sit down for a minute.

This is just... wrong.

[prodigalvampire]

I get that. We've all been there.

Has anyone from your world contacted you yet? It usually makes the transition easier.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

No.

Wait. Kyle just contacted me. He'll help straighten things out. And if he's here, Warren can't be far behind.

[prodigalvampire]

He may. It depends on if he's been taken or not.

There aren't really any things to be straightened. You're here until the deities say otherwise.

[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.