a strange time | day fourty-six
WHO: Sophie Devereaux / OPEN
WHAT: Arrival
WHEN: Day 46 / afternoon
WHERE: Town Square
{ cut for teeny weeny spoiler if you didn't see }
Well this was unnerving, to hear that she was not her own person but some mans creation? Sophie had lost herself once before, started on a path to find herself and was then told this? It was odd. She wasn't his creation, Sophie refused to believe that despite the tape she'd been given - her life was her own, her many lives were her own. Sophie had started walking since she'd been unceremoniously dumped in the town square, a slow pace to her and no destination in mind, only trying to rid her mind of his words. She was real, she had to be. You don't sleep with Nathan bloody Ford, drunk too, and not be real. She felt real, the headache from the drink and... well she didn't need to think about that now, she needed to get home.
"Nate, Eliot?" Sophie couldn't remember in all this mess whether she'd put her ear bud back in but she had to have, she never went without it. Well, except for when she'd left that time and she'd had a good reason. This time Sophie didn't even know where she was, where was Peaksville anyway? If she couldn't contact them... well, she'd come back to keep an eye on Nate - he needed her - and her sharp exit? She didn't even want to think about that. Finally checking her ear Sophie let out a sigh of dismay when she discovered that it wasn't there. Well, unless she could find a phone - hers had nicely disappeared - she was out of options. At least until they rescued her, they wouldn't leave her.
WHAT: Arrival
WHEN: Day 46 / afternoon
WHERE: Town Square
{ cut for teeny weeny spoiler if you didn't see }
Well this was unnerving, to hear that she was not her own person but some mans creation? Sophie had lost herself once before, started on a path to find herself and was then told this? It was odd. She wasn't his creation, Sophie refused to believe that despite the tape she'd been given - her life was her own, her many lives were her own. Sophie had started walking since she'd been unceremoniously dumped in the town square, a slow pace to her and no destination in mind, only trying to rid her mind of his words. She was real, she had to be. You don't sleep with Nathan bloody Ford, drunk too, and not be real. She felt real, the headache from the drink and... well she didn't need to think about that now, she needed to get home.
"Nate, Eliot?" Sophie couldn't remember in all this mess whether she'd put her ear bud back in but she had to have, she never went without it. Well, except for when she'd left that time and she'd had a good reason. This time Sophie didn't even know where she was, where was Peaksville anyway? If she couldn't contact them... well, she'd come back to keep an eye on Nate - he needed her - and her sharp exit? She didn't even want to think about that. Finally checking her ear Sophie let out a sigh of dismay when she discovered that it wasn't there. Well, unless she could find a phone - hers had nicely disappeared - she was out of options. At least until they rescued her, they wouldn't leave her.