So, you're dead. Shame, that.
But on the other hand, it's actually kind of nice.
When you "wake" in some odd version of it, you'll find yourself lying on a rather plush bed. It's cozy and warm and just soft enough to tempt anyone back into sleep. The room is equally nice, if small, and when you turn and open the curtains to look out the window, you will see... wait, is that the town?
It is, actually. The town is laid out quite simply across the window and no matter how many times you may bang or wave through the window, no one seems to notice you. If you're smart enough to give up the venture and leave the small bedroom, you will notice that, of course, you are on the train.
The train that, is actually pretty fancy.
Moving through it, past the sleeping cabins and through to the main carts, you will find a dining car with fine dishware and meals of all kinds made at a push of a button or a request given to the air. They'll appear, freshly made and ready to eat at the table of your choice with any drink you could want. There truly doesn't seem to be any limits when it comes to the luxury of the meal.
There is also a bathhouse car with private bathrooms and saunas to fit up to four. Even one rather large room containing a small pool/hot tub of sorts is available for just about anyone to take a dip. It's kind of outlandish, honestly.
Then the lounge car, with its library and plush armchairs and couches. A pool table, a darts board, even a small area dedicated to painting. There's a bar too, fully stocked and ready for anyone who needs a drink. All it would require is a request from the bartender who... looks surprisingly familiar?
The Sheriff is there, much cleaner cut than his counterpart outside of the train. He looks up mildly at any arrivals, giving them a nod of greeting before going back to organizing bottles or setting cigars out for a smoke. He doesn't seem to be surprised at all by anyone who appears. Just... ready to serve them, whatever they may wish.
It all sort of seems okay for a moment, until you realize you're just here to wait for the game to end. Awkward. |
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sheriffexe) wrote2017-01-13 11:14 am
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[ This time, she tries a similar sequence of gestures. Sara is left out altogether as Chane gestures to herself, then to Russell, and then... makes a rectangular shape with her hands by touching each thumb to the tip of each pointer finger.
That gets it across, right? ]
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[ uh. ]
... Squared him?
[ SARA WHAT DOES THAT-- but in the process of realizing that sounds so dumb, something clicks. ]
Wait, were you the one who chose--
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Not someone to give out somebody else's secrets, Chane holds up a single finger - once, she's trying to say, only once - and then indicates Russell again.
Just in case, you know. The first two times didn't get it across. ]
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[ Is she getting better at this? ]
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For Percy? You didn't know I was going to kill him, did-- no, the Sheriff mentioned Annabeth's killer would be in the stocks before I even knew who it was.
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...
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It's nothing you can share right now?
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Nodding, again.
This time, at least, she looks mildly apologetic. ]
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Too bad Chane has none of the resources needed to get this across!
She does seem to relax a little at Sara's understanding. In response, she gestures to the young woman. It's her way of asking how Sara is, following... everything. ]
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I thought I'd be a lot more frustrated with how everything went, and I sort of am, but more than anything... I'm just ready to go home, you know? To go back to a place where I'm not forced to kill people anymore and I have the power to protect the ones who need it.