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[wingsatlife]

Toronto has gone splat. Kaput. Gone. It's given up the ghost. Quite simply, it no longer exists (except as a crater with a rather large amount of semi-melted and solidified rock at the bottom, which has has at least scaled down from ridiculous heat to a pleasantly warm glow).

FLASHBANGExcept now, when it also consists of a girl

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[selflesslight]

"...sweet mother of shit," is Valerie Bell's highly eloquent comment on this entire situation.

[wingsatlife]

Cassie's facial expression goes straight from 'hey, she looks vaguely familiar' to 'HOLY SHIT MY STOMACH IS DROPPING OUT THROUGH MY FEET' with amazing speed, and almost no process whatsoever. Stanislavski would despair.

Screaming isn't going to impress anybody, but it might get her feelings across in a concise and accurate manner.

[selflesslight]

"...uh," says Val, once again eloquently. "You okay there?"

A quick check of their surroundings reveals nothing that should be terrifying, at least not to this degree. Craters are scary, but not that scary. And no, she hasn't accidentally left her tentacles out.

o_O?

[wingsatlife]

Well, to be fair, it could be your average reaction to seeing a light and hearing a noise and suddenly being somewhere else.

Though it could also be a slightly incoherent manifestation of the thought process WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK.

Either way, it's stopped now.

"...you spoke."

[misterbunny]

"Oooh, such a mouth on you!" The Rabbit had been picking through the wreckage, seeing if there was anything worth finding. Lo and behold, a girl. Close enough to what he was looking for. "What's got yer panties in such a twist?"

[wingsatlife]

"Holy--"

Utter shock. Partly because it's a talking rabbit, but also because it's this particular talking rabbit, and no way that can't be happening.

"The rabbit?"

[misterbunny]

He pauses a moment, looking her over with his beady little red eyes. "Ah, so you've heard of me, I take it?" A slow grin spreads across his face. "This could be fun."

[wingsatlife]

A grinning red-eyed rabbit is a profoundly disturbing thing.

In the face of all the evidence: "But you don't exist!"

[letyousaveme]

Some time after she arrives at the farm:

Who's that in monochrome, sitting by the bunker, eyes closed and fingers steepled contemplatively in his lap?

[wingsatlife]

Whoever he might be, it's possible he'll be alerted to Cassie's presence by the shrill noise in the back of her throat.

It's not like she has anywhere to bolt to -- hell, she's displaced; it's why she's wandering -- but, alarmed, she's tempted to anyway.

[letyousaveme]

He looks up, and raises his eyebrows.

And... raises them further.

Huh.

[wingsatlife]

Watch as it occurs to Cassie that this one can know exactly who she is just by wondering about it!

Watch the panic!

[not_a_dragon]

Some time later, at the farm, she may hear a slightly odd scratching, echoing sound. Were she to look to one side, she'd be able to see a jagged, glowing line of light slicing it's way through the air, then widening to a mass of blue flame, then further to an inky darkness beyond.

From which Shay steps, looking pleased with himself. Also, intrigued at the new arrival.
"Hey! A new person." Beat. "They're new."

Beat.

"New." As he wanders over.

[wingsatlife]

Oh, she is definitely looking at that. My god is she ever looking at that. There may be a quiet, breathless "holy crap."

Shay gets a stunned look, up and down, until she remembers that that's probably impolite and settles for looking embarrassed as well as stunned.

"Uh-- hello."

Have we mentioned that it's surreal to meet people you've only seen in writing? Because it's surreal.

[not_a_dragon]

"Hello!" Chirpily, as Shay slouches. Deliberately, because otherwise he towers over her a little, and she seems a little scared. "You're new."

Beat.

"What's your name?"

[wingsatlife]

"Cassie." She attempts to pull herself together, with only a token minimum of success. She also wonders a little helplessly whether she's going to be freaked out on meeting every one of the farm's residents.

"...what's yours?"

She knows, of course, but she's not about to reveal that. (Although-- can't he tell when people are lying, somehow? This is where a Shatterverse wiki would come in handy.)

[friend_of_lucy]

At the farm, Tumnus is watching everything, he still feels rather uncomfortable here.

[wingsatlife]

...is that Tumnus? Actual, honest-to-goodness Tumnus?

Cassie is still in the tourist phase of wandering around the Cooper farm in a slightly displaced fashion. They make a great pair.

She raises a hand, and then waves, slightly awkwardly.

[friend_of_lucy]

He waves back and comes over, "Hello."

[wingsatlife]

"Hi. ...Are you a newbie too?"

Her smile still lacks something, but give her a chance. She's only a few hours into her exile in a fictional world.