Shatterverse Continuity: Arrival
Dreamer blinks.
The small, dusty cave in which she sits does not get any larger or less dusty.
Sighing, she gets up, dusts herself off (not, on the whole, successfully) and goes to peer out the cave entrance.
"...Oh sweet fuck," she says, ducking back inside with wide eyes - just barely in time to hide from the swooping dive of an eagle the size of a small house. "Shit, was that a roc? What the fuck is a roc doing here - can that, where is here - "
She is interrupted by a scream. Apparently the roc found its prey; with a positively concussive flap of wings, it retreats into the sky.
Anna/Dreamer finds the deepest part of this cave she can, wedges herself in, and stays put.
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The next day she nerves herself up and examines the cave entrance again. The only things visible on the outside from where she stands, timidly concealed in shadow, are a dead cow and its contingent of flies.
A very dead cow.
Anna swallows hard and returns to her hiding place. Starving to death is something she can deal with; she's done it before as part of her contractor's training. Being in a live world - the vacation was to a star, dammit! - and possibly getting eaten by a roc, or accosted by whatever tore that cow very messily in half, is just too much for her to handle. She waits.
And waits.
Death by dehydration, several days later, does not improve her mood any.
The small, dusty cave in which she sits does not get any larger or less dusty.
Sighing, she gets up, dusts herself off (not, on the whole, successfully) and goes to peer out the cave entrance.
"...Oh sweet fuck," she says, ducking back inside with wide eyes - just barely in time to hide from the swooping dive of an eagle the size of a small house. "Shit, was that a roc? What the fuck is a roc doing here - can that, where is here - "
She is interrupted by a scream. Apparently the roc found its prey; with a positively concussive flap of wings, it retreats into the sky.
Anna/Dreamer finds the deepest part of this cave she can, wedges herself in, and stays put.
---
The next day she nerves herself up and examines the cave entrance again. The only things visible on the outside from where she stands, timidly concealed in shadow, are a dead cow and its contingent of flies.
A very dead cow.
Anna swallows hard and returns to her hiding place. Starving to death is something she can deal with; she's done it before as part of her contractor's training. Being in a live world - the vacation was to a star, dammit! - and possibly getting eaten by a roc, or accosted by whatever tore that cow very messily in half, is just too much for her to handle. She waits.
And waits.
Death by dehydration, several days later, does not improve her mood any.