024: [ visual | location: Streets of Taxon ] End of the World as We Know It
Okay, so maybe ever since that incident she'd been a little afraid to go outside the hotel. Not that she'll admit this to anyone, but that was the sad, twisted truth - the mere sight of Extras still freak her out a bit. But a few weeks have already passed and she was fine now and, well, it'll take a lot more than that to take Cordelia Chase down and--
--yet, here she is, still hesitant to venture out into the garden, for crap's sake.
"Get a grip," she tells herself, as Cordelia straightens her shoulders and takes a step forward--
--only to land in The Twilight Zone. Gone is the fake, sunny sky above her, only to be replaced by something else, something dark and freaky and... cave-like. Cordelia ventures forward, horrified by what she sees: death. Everywhere. The Extras she once feared seeing are no more, just dead bodies that littered the streets, like trash waiting to be swept up. Her hands shake as she looks around her and realizes that the hotel is no longer behind her, and that she's alone, alone and the only one alive in this place, and dear god, no.
What the hell happened to Taxon?
"Angel?" Her voice is small, and she takes out her tablet - but her hands are shaking too much and her vision's blurry with tears and Cordelia ends up dropping the tablet altogether. No matter. The city is big; surely she can find someone else, anyone else, and--
"Angel!" she tries again, picking up her tablet and running now. "Wes! Fred! Lorne! Anyone--"
And suddenly she's falling; it seems like she tripped over something and Cordelia lands on her hands and knees, hard. She closes her eyes and tries to stifle her sobs, because it's too much, too much, and--
When she opens her eyes, Cordelia finds herself in the middle of the street, with the fake sun shining happily above her and the Extras looking at her strangely. She jumps to her feet and runs towards the hotel, slamming the doors behind her and breathing hard.
A vision. Of Taxon in ruins.
She's sure of it.
[ ooc| visions of doomed taxon part two! ]
--yet, here she is, still hesitant to venture out into the garden, for crap's sake.
"Get a grip," she tells herself, as Cordelia straightens her shoulders and takes a step forward--
--only to land in The Twilight Zone. Gone is the fake, sunny sky above her, only to be replaced by something else, something dark and freaky and... cave-like. Cordelia ventures forward, horrified by what she sees: death. Everywhere. The Extras she once feared seeing are no more, just dead bodies that littered the streets, like trash waiting to be swept up. Her hands shake as she looks around her and realizes that the hotel is no longer behind her, and that she's alone, alone and the only one alive in this place, and dear god, no.
What the hell happened to Taxon?
"Angel?" Her voice is small, and she takes out her tablet - but her hands are shaking too much and her vision's blurry with tears and Cordelia ends up dropping the tablet altogether. No matter. The city is big; surely she can find someone else, anyone else, and--
"Angel!" she tries again, picking up her tablet and running now. "Wes! Fred! Lorne! Anyone--"
And suddenly she's falling; it seems like she tripped over something and Cordelia lands on her hands and knees, hard. She closes her eyes and tries to stifle her sobs, because it's too much, too much, and--
When she opens her eyes, Cordelia finds herself in the middle of the street, with the fake sun shining happily above her and the Extras looking at her strangely. She jumps to her feet and runs towards the hotel, slamming the doors behind her and breathing hard.
A vision. Of Taxon in ruins.
She's sure of it.
[ ooc| visions of doomed taxon part two! ]