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[gazingup]

[ Betraying the heavy mood of the City, the center of town is relatively quiet. Only the soft patter of foot steps here and there and the murmuring of hushed voices reach the air, but if anyone was to pay attention, they might notice a orange-yellow orb making a low course across the sky. An orb that's heading for a direct target-- which just happens to be a certain shiningdown. Ironic, isn't it? And the orb dips, gaining speed as it begins to fall toward earth, the light peeling back to reveal a young man with look of death (or at least shock) across his face. Finally he reaches his target, colliding directly into the woman, and in turn knocking them both into the fountain. There's a rather loud splash, as there obviously would be. ]

Oh, Mother! Mother, I've gotten you all wet!

[ absolutely furious splashing, like someone's just flailed her arms in exasperation...which Yvaine has ] Mother? Who's 'Mother'? Ow, would you get off of me already? ... [some more indignant splashing]

You are my mother! [he still hasn't gotten off her yet, probably too caught up in the moment to realize that he just might be heavy.] See, I've got this candle- I've got the candle you gave me, and I thought of you just like I was supposed to...then suddenly I was here!

[ a long pause........silence.....maybe just the sound of the fountain ] I'm as much your mother as you are a genius. Weren't you listening? I said, move! [the sound of...well she's trying to push him over now, not really caring if she tips him right over back into the fountain next to her or not because...he Isn't Listening fff ]

[ he lands beside her with another splash, choking on a gulp of water in the same motion.] But this candle is- [a fit of coughs] ...this candle should have taken me to my mother! Unless-- [ there's a stunned look on his face, his mouth half agape and eyes wide as he focuses them on Yvaine. ]

...I was thinking of my mother, and then Victoria popped in my head -- the star! I was thinking of the star! Then why- then why am I here in a fountain? On top of a woman! There's no star around here! Is this ruddy candle broken or something?

[ equally stunned silence but not of astonishment...unless you count astonishment by what Yvaine considers the closest personification of the word idiocy she's ever been so unfortunate to encounter ] ...of course. It had nothing to do with you not being able to follow simple directions. [sarcasm, would you like some more? because there IS more...lots]

You're unnecessarily cruel, you know that?

Only if you've earned it!

How have I earned it? I haven't done anything to you!

Comments

audio;

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Are you having trouble?

audio 1/2

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

Not at all! I just transported myself, flew through the sky, and landed on a women with enough venom to knock out a horse. I'm really- I'm really not sure which is the worst part.

2/2

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

.......



Who is this?

HAHAHA HIS FACE 1/2

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

If you require assistance in orienting yourself or defending yourself from the poisonous one--

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Who is this?

WHERE DOES THE VOICE COME FROM 1/2

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

I don't think she'll hurt me. Not with anything besides words, at least.

2/2

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

I hear your voice, but I cannot see your face.

...Are you a ghost?

HERE WE GO 1/2

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Thinking on this and how few people showed him mercy regarding the Talking Box when he first arrived.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Mercy it is.]

Look for a small object, a bit like a brick and just as useful. I can see you, do you see me?

1/idk

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

I think- [rustle, rustle, a harsh screeech of static] I think I've found it? Is this i- What a strange little box! And look, there's a little man in the center and he's moving--

2/idk

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

[ Tristan peers closer and closer toward the screen, close enough that his nose bumps against the screen. ]

audio;

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

I'm not venomous. What are you even----

Stop lying and stop following me---how many times do I have to...

[ trails off into mutter mutter mutter ]

audio;

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

If you say you're not venomous, then why are you being so mean?

[ he sounds almost a little hurt, but only for a second. Now there's a hint of annoyance. ]

I said I was sorry. I was polite, wasn't I? The least you could do is let me follow you. It's not like- It's not like I know how to get around this place.

audio;

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

He is the trouble, actually.

audio;

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Are you venomous? He may not be able to protect himself from something that comes naturally to you.

[You see, Chase told him diseases can be spread by breathing.]

1/3; surrounded by idiots.......

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

[ ... ]

audio;

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

Do you make a habit of believing anything anyone tells you straight off like that?

audio;

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

Because, the truth of the matter is, no, I'm not. He seems to be something of a compulsive liar as well as a...

[ something very Not Nice goes here in mumble mutter grumble mutter coxcomb mutter mutter mutter ]

audio;

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

It is to your advantage on that note I am also taking your word for it, my lady.

Re: audio;

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

I am not a compulsive liar! I meant your words- your words were venomous, in a metaphorical sense! And frankly, they were.

[ huuufff]

overheard in ny--- i mean on the network device;

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

Nothing?

[ a dry, not amused at all, ever laugh---short too ]

No, of course---because falling on someone at the speed of candlelight is nothing, just like, oh, knocking said someone into the bloody fountain and, oh, nearly breaking that someone's other leg while you're at it.

Yes, definitely nothing.

[ whatever someone limping heavily sounds like, without a cane mind, annnnd sopping wet thanks a lot, Supreme Idiot of Forever

then a pause, distinct and an exasperated...sound?]

...what are you doing? Stop following me!

Just minding my own business, that's all I was doing...

wjlsdlaslj will they take the 4 train

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

Well, I certainly- I certainly didn't mean it. It's not like I can plot a course with a candlestick

[ he looks rather pathetic, truth be told. Standing there with confusion written on his face, hands hanging limply against his side. He looks like a lost puppy. And a sopping wet one at that. ]

I've ... I mean, I don't know where I am. I suppose you know, right?

....perhaps. 83

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

...

[ well she's just stopping to stare at you as if you're the stupidest creature she's ever had the displeasure of meeting ]

Actually, you can. That's the point, the reason for the preciousness of the Babylon Candle, you fool. It can take you anywhere so long as you follow the one, simple instruction of thinking of that place or person, and only that place or person.

[ dry pause and she's limping off again ]

Which, clearly you're just brilliant at accomplishing.

[ ...she could probably make herself a new dress out of sarcasm...and a winter coat...and...everything else...several in fact ]

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

[ His lip presses into a thin line at that look, perhaps unsure of what he should say to venomous spider woman. ]

And that's exactly what I did! I lit the candle, thought of Moth- thought of Victoria and the star, and suddenly I'm here! Where is here? I don't know- There's no star- There's no star around here, only a woman I've had the most displeasure of meeting.

[ He throws his hands in the hair, frustrated. ]

Obviously, this stupid candle is broken! Nothing I can do to fix that, is there?

[ And yet he's still following, because who else is there to follow out here? The bugs flitting around? Though even that seems more pleasant. ]

[shiningdown.livejournal.com]

[ At that? She stares at him again, brow arching, disbelieving.]

You can't break it, you idiot. It's nearly used up, that's all. You didn't focus enough on your mother, so it brought you here instead.

[ And here we have a look of, do you get it yet? ]