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Libra lifted herself off the ground in a confused panic, looking from left to right in the eerie lapse in movement around her in the smoldering rubble that made up a cemetery and half a block of red brick apartment buildings, alarms were ringing distantly but it seemed as though she was in the eye of the storm.
Libra turned around to see that the large yellow pickup truck was still on it's wheels, the door popped open at once, revealing Harrison who was waving at Libra.
“Libra! Pick up Lepus and get in this truck! You have to drive!” A bolt of purpose flew through Libra, she shook her hair out and ran full speed toward the bloody crater in the cement. Within Lepus was draped over the rocks like a torn up piece of meat, his eyes were empty.
Libra scooped his body up in her arms easily, his black blood ran in rivers down Libra's shoulders though unlike Nick and the other humans Natal blood had no affect on her.
As Libra bounded for the truck she tried as hard as she could to recall a single, if vague or incomplete memory about how to drive a vehicle. She had none, just a few memories of sitting in the backseat, looking out the window.
Libra jumped up on the chrome plated step ladder and heaved Lepus's body into the cab, hoisting herself up into the drivers seat and slamming the door, her black hair was tossed and frayed, matted with blood. Her large brown eyes moved over the steering wheel, the buttons, the levers; her hands fumbled aimlessly over the instruments as she silently waited for Harrison to instruct her.
“Step on the brake, and put it in drive!” With a sickening jolt the truck lurched forward and swerved just in time to miss a street light, then roared over the median and took off down the street.
“Libra! Quick question, can you make the truck invisible too?” Harrison asked as though nauseous from her driving. Libra looked at Harrison briefly, in a panic.
“I've never done something so big!” A faint gurgling laugh came from Lepus who was slumped against the passenger side door, Libra glared at him, the passing streetlights overhead were disorienting the deep shadows on Lepus's bloody face, which seemed to be grinning like a skull.
Libra looked back at the rushing road through the windshield, it had been one thing to make herself transparent, as well as somebody she was touching, but an entire truck while moving seemed like a big jump. Libra took a deep breath and let the feeling take her over, first her body faded then the entire truck, as though made out of ghostly glass, passed right through a parking cone and drifted down the road silently, as though into the afterlife. Soon even the imaged around them vanished as well, Harrison, Libra and Lepus all fell into a bleak void in which no objects or space took any definition.
Libra clenched her eyes shut, and without warning the scent of morning dew, and the frosty gravity came back to her, dumping the three onto the wet asphalt before a two story cottage somewhere in east Maine. Lepus smacked the ground rolling, and stopped sprawled out. Libra was only crouching, the landing had been easy for her, she stood up and looked around at these vastly new settings.
It was early morning, the cloudy mist was falling off the green tree branches. There was a hand made stone wall that divided the overgrown front lawn from the empty road, only a forest stood on the opposite side, crickets and birds were in a frenzied orchestra somewhere in the distance.
Libra's eyes moved over the imperfect glass windows it triggered some defeated memory of life. Something far removed from what she had come to expect from herself. There was sorrow, and understanding in this place...
Libra awoke from this internal reflexion to notice Harrison darting across the lawn and swiftly through the open window to the right of the door.
“Hey!..di..Did I teleport us!?” Yelled Libra as she ran after Harrison, leaving Lepus's body in the road. She ran right through the door as though it wasnt there, most of the furniture within had been removed, though the floors were beautifully polished, and the scent of old quilts and dust remained.
“Yes, you did.” answered Harrison from some other room. Libra skipped in to see Harrison dialing something furiously on a rotary phone.
“Hello Trixie?” asked Harrison hopefully, Libra scowled.
“Are you calling a hooker?” Harrison covered the receiver and flashed her an angry face, then promptly continued in a sweet voice.
“Yes this is Sigmund Segarat, I was just calling to assess the state of my latest account, yes I can hold.”
Harrison placed the phone down and looked up at Libra patiently.
“We shouldn't have left Chris Cambridge back there...” Libra gaped at him like a fish.
“...Is that a joke? That creepy fucking mutant in the cellar who wants to kill you, and me? Who you SAID to leave behind? Him? Really?”
“When you moved us from the beach, you didnt just move our bodies, we skipped foreward in time about six and a half hours, this puts us at a disadvantage in one respect because Veronica has had six hours to regroup, and if Veronica were to have located Chris she could use him to undo whatever actions took place in the missing six hours.” Libra looked like bees were flying around her head.
“What?”
“I know you dont understand this but me, you, Lepus and Cambridge all entered this dimension together, but now that we are no longer in the same time frame as Cambridge, his actions can still affect the six hours that just preceded us, because our time is no longer a direct link to consciousness, it has a bend, a variable. Aquarius would be able to figure it out...it could very well be the reason she gave you the massange in the first place....Do you know where Nick Novelty is?” Libra placed her hands on her hips and made a sour expression.
“It's not my JOB to know where he is!” Harrison looked away from her quickly, lifting the phone back up.
“Yes! Sigmund here! Haha! Call be 'siggy'”
Libra turned around to see that the large yellow pickup truck was still on it's wheels, the door popped open at once, revealing Harrison who was waving at Libra.
“Libra! Pick up Lepus and get in this truck! You have to drive!” A bolt of purpose flew through Libra, she shook her hair out and ran full speed toward the bloody crater in the cement. Within Lepus was draped over the rocks like a torn up piece of meat, his eyes were empty.
Libra scooped his body up in her arms easily, his black blood ran in rivers down Libra's shoulders though unlike Nick and the other humans Natal blood had no affect on her.
As Libra bounded for the truck she tried as hard as she could to recall a single, if vague or incomplete memory about how to drive a vehicle. She had none, just a few memories of sitting in the backseat, looking out the window.
Libra jumped up on the chrome plated step ladder and heaved Lepus's body into the cab, hoisting herself up into the drivers seat and slamming the door, her black hair was tossed and frayed, matted with blood. Her large brown eyes moved over the steering wheel, the buttons, the levers; her hands fumbled aimlessly over the instruments as she silently waited for Harrison to instruct her.
“Step on the brake, and put it in drive!” With a sickening jolt the truck lurched forward and swerved just in time to miss a street light, then roared over the median and took off down the street.
“Libra! Quick question, can you make the truck invisible too?” Harrison asked as though nauseous from her driving. Libra looked at Harrison briefly, in a panic.
“I've never done something so big!” A faint gurgling laugh came from Lepus who was slumped against the passenger side door, Libra glared at him, the passing streetlights overhead were disorienting the deep shadows on Lepus's bloody face, which seemed to be grinning like a skull.
Libra looked back at the rushing road through the windshield, it had been one thing to make herself transparent, as well as somebody she was touching, but an entire truck while moving seemed like a big jump. Libra took a deep breath and let the feeling take her over, first her body faded then the entire truck, as though made out of ghostly glass, passed right through a parking cone and drifted down the road silently, as though into the afterlife. Soon even the imaged around them vanished as well, Harrison, Libra and Lepus all fell into a bleak void in which no objects or space took any definition.
Libra clenched her eyes shut, and without warning the scent of morning dew, and the frosty gravity came back to her, dumping the three onto the wet asphalt before a two story cottage somewhere in east Maine. Lepus smacked the ground rolling, and stopped sprawled out. Libra was only crouching, the landing had been easy for her, she stood up and looked around at these vastly new settings.
It was early morning, the cloudy mist was falling off the green tree branches. There was a hand made stone wall that divided the overgrown front lawn from the empty road, only a forest stood on the opposite side, crickets and birds were in a frenzied orchestra somewhere in the distance.
Libra's eyes moved over the imperfect glass windows it triggered some defeated memory of life. Something far removed from what she had come to expect from herself. There was sorrow, and understanding in this place...
Libra awoke from this internal reflexion to notice Harrison darting across the lawn and swiftly through the open window to the right of the door.
“Hey!..di..Did I teleport us!?” Yelled Libra as she ran after Harrison, leaving Lepus's body in the road. She ran right through the door as though it wasnt there, most of the furniture within had been removed, though the floors were beautifully polished, and the scent of old quilts and dust remained.
“Yes, you did.” answered Harrison from some other room. Libra skipped in to see Harrison dialing something furiously on a rotary phone.
“Hello Trixie?” asked Harrison hopefully, Libra scowled.
“Are you calling a hooker?” Harrison covered the receiver and flashed her an angry face, then promptly continued in a sweet voice.
“Yes this is Sigmund Segarat, I was just calling to assess the state of my latest account, yes I can hold.”
Harrison placed the phone down and looked up at Libra patiently.
“We shouldn't have left Chris Cambridge back there...” Libra gaped at him like a fish.
“...Is that a joke? That creepy fucking mutant in the cellar who wants to kill you, and me? Who you SAID to leave behind? Him? Really?”
“When you moved us from the beach, you didnt just move our bodies, we skipped foreward in time about six and a half hours, this puts us at a disadvantage in one respect because Veronica has had six hours to regroup, and if Veronica were to have located Chris she could use him to undo whatever actions took place in the missing six hours.” Libra looked like bees were flying around her head.
“What?”
“I know you dont understand this but me, you, Lepus and Cambridge all entered this dimension together, but now that we are no longer in the same time frame as Cambridge, his actions can still affect the six hours that just preceded us, because our time is no longer a direct link to consciousness, it has a bend, a variable. Aquarius would be able to figure it out...it could very well be the reason she gave you the massange in the first place....Do you know where Nick Novelty is?” Libra placed her hands on her hips and made a sour expression.
“It's not my JOB to know where he is!” Harrison looked away from her quickly, lifting the phone back up.
“Yes! Sigmund here! Haha! Call be 'siggy'”