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paixaorpg2007-05-08 09:09 am
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When did this happen? [Experimentation, Experimentation subjects, feel free to respond]
Character(s): Jazz
Content: Jazz finds herself all of the sudden thrown into a dark cell, in an unknown place. Panic ensues.
Setting: Unknown
Time: She's not sure
Warnings: Hyperventilation.
One moment she had been with good company, the next, she was alone. It was enough to make her head spin, even though she had somewhat experienced the feeling of being one place one minute, another the next. However, even that had been punctuated by sleep between.
The place that she had been thrown was dark, though it wasn't wet, dank, or any sort of nasty. It was perhaps a little dusty from disuse, but it was generally a well-kept holding area. It was certainly unlike the prison cells one saw in the movies (but she knew that the movies tended to be inaccurate about a lot of things). However, what was very upsetting about it was that she was the one inside the cell.
She was the one in jail.
And it was cold in that area, or perhaps she was upset, because she started shivering, as she ran to the door of the cell, and shook it as violent as her tiny body could. "Hey! There's gotta be some mistake here!" A pause. "Hello? Anybody?"
She could feel panic setting in with each passing moment of silence. "Danny! Valerie! Are you guys out there?!" She stepped away from the bars and pulled out her journal. She'd make sure Danny knew what had happened to her, because the last thing she wanted to do (even through her panicking) was make him suffer more because of her.
She typed on the journal, face focused and intense. Because it was the only thing keeping her sane by then.
Content: Jazz finds herself all of the sudden thrown into a dark cell, in an unknown place. Panic ensues.
Setting: Unknown
Time: She's not sure
Warnings: Hyperventilation.
One moment she had been with good company, the next, she was alone. It was enough to make her head spin, even though she had somewhat experienced the feeling of being one place one minute, another the next. However, even that had been punctuated by sleep between.
The place that she had been thrown was dark, though it wasn't wet, dank, or any sort of nasty. It was perhaps a little dusty from disuse, but it was generally a well-kept holding area. It was certainly unlike the prison cells one saw in the movies (but she knew that the movies tended to be inaccurate about a lot of things). However, what was very upsetting about it was that she was the one inside the cell.
She was the one in jail.
And it was cold in that area, or perhaps she was upset, because she started shivering, as she ran to the door of the cell, and shook it as violent as her tiny body could. "Hey! There's gotta be some mistake here!" A pause. "Hello? Anybody?"
She could feel panic setting in with each passing moment of silence. "Danny! Valerie! Are you guys out there?!" She stepped away from the bars and pulled out her journal. She'd make sure Danny knew what had happened to her, because the last thing she wanted to do (even through her panicking) was make him suffer more because of her.
She typed on the journal, face focused and intense. Because it was the only thing keeping her sane by then.
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"Ugh..." Kovu moaned as a wave of disorientation passed over him. He wasn't sure what had just happened, but something had changed... Something had just changed drastically. He once again wasn't where he had been before. It was a lot like the time he'd been taken to Paixao in the first place... Although this time, there wasn't a huge gate welcoming him to his new home...
No, this place was a lot less friendly, and Kovu had a sinking feeling that he'd gone from a decent place to an extremely bad one. He was obviously indoors, but there was none of the usual human furniture, just solid metal bars separating the room into small enclosures. He looked around, finally realizing that there were humans around him talking to each other. A glimmer of recognization came to his eyes when he spotted one of the inmates a few cells down. It looked like the guy that had been with Timon earlier... But he didn't sound so good at the moment. Kovu realized that he didn't even know the person's name yet... Timon and Pumbaa, however, were nowhere in sight, which worried him a little. He didn't know if they were still back at the hospital, or if they'd been taken too, only to somewhere else.
Time to find out a little more about what had just happened... The lion cut into the conversation with his own questions, "What just happened? Where the hell are we?"
Not exactly polite, but at the moment, he wasn't inclined to care.