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[firsttoletshow]

Alanna can tell the doorway is more than a doorway. Looks like the kitchen on the other side.... But things don't always look how they are. Something's pulling, calling. Doesn't fit right. Curious, though, has to get a closer look, and she stumbles, falls through

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[taibhsearachd]

Kara is getting very tired of people invading her mind.

Well, no. It's not their fault, and she knows that, and most of them don't even know they're doing it. They can't help that she's got no walls. But sometimes it takes all her strength not to just snap at them. She does, however, have the sense to know that would only make them louder, in the long run.

At the moment, she's curled in a corner of the common room, head resting on her knees. Too many people, too much hurt, but even so, she can't miss the call.

You fell off the world, but I wouldn't worry. The landing's soft.

[firsttoletshow]

Alanna doesn't expect the unfamiliar mindvoice to respond to her. Ever since getting out, it's only been three other people who hear her.

Noticed that. Fell out of the 'verse is more accurate, but now isn't the best time to argue semantics. Anyway, all means the same. Brave new world that has such people in't. Different sorts of people. Lots of puzzles, all of them missing pieces. No full pictures. Can't match up. What world is it?

Quite possibly only that last question was really supposed to go to Kara, but Alanna's never been good at keeping her thoughts in her own brain.

[taibhsearachd]

Some people don't, Kara says absently. Notice.

Most don't, as a matter of fact. But then, Kara's of the opinion that most people are deeply stupid.

Hungry shadows. Wandering darkness. Angels and demons. The battlefield of heaven, right here. Armageddon. The final battle's to be at Armageddon. But they call it Chicago here.

[firsttoletshow]

Alanna is generally fairly optimistic about human nature, but cannot deny that they are, as a whole, oblivious, if not downright idiotic.

Armageddon is not applicable. Stories told to keep man in line. Mythology, metaphor. Not real. Heaven's not real. Been to the stars and couldn't find it. God and the Angels are wandering the worlds, and sometimes They're Satan and the Devils, too. Only say They're bad 'cause we don't understand them. They wouldn't destroy. Nowhere else to go to. Just back and back and back again.

When Alanna gets on these subjects, it's hard to keep her from going on a tangent.