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blackgale2012-01-31 11:44 pm
catalystrose) wrote in blackgale2012-01-31 11:44 pm
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Reversed Clock ⇒ w/ catalystrose
[The hands of the clock have spun backwards... Anyone near the clock tower in the modern era may feel a strange sensation...
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It's still the same old town of Blackgale. The Blackgale Clock Tower, however, seems to shine more brightly. The town is a bit quieter with a smaller population. The air has a thinner veil of mysteriousness than before.
The year is during the late 1990's. Not so long ago, but still a shadow, a memory in itself.
Inside the tower, there is a boy with soft features and leafy green hair sitting on the stairs with a few cats keeping him company. His eyes are a similar shade of leaf green and his clothing is casual and simple. He's waiting for someone to get out of school...
It's obvious there's something odd about this boy, hair and eyes aside. The atmosphere around him feels oppressively thick with something.
He sighs and immediately jumps as the clock strikes noon. He blinks looking at the large clock hands.]
That late already? But she won't be back yet...
It's still the same old town of Blackgale. The Blackgale Clock Tower, however, seems to shine more brightly. The town is a bit quieter with a smaller population. The air has a thinner veil of mysteriousness than before.
The year is during the late 1990's. Not so long ago, but still a shadow, a memory in itself.
Inside the tower, there is a boy with soft features and leafy green hair sitting on the stairs with a few cats keeping him company. His eyes are a similar shade of leaf green and his clothing is casual and simple. He's waiting for someone to get out of school...
It's obvious there's something odd about this boy, hair and eyes aside. The atmosphere around him feels oppressively thick with something.
He sighs and immediately jumps as the clock strikes noon. He blinks looking at the large clock hands.]
That late already? But she won't be back yet...
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Is that so? Did something wake you?
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It was lightning!
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But now I'm here! I think things out turned out pretty well considering the circumstances. I've been able to learn a lot about the town and the outside. And I've been able to meet a lot of interesting people... like you!
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So you're Amelia's responsibility now?
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Mm. She's the one who's been helping me adjust so to speak... ah, there's the house!
[Amelia's home looks unchanged, but the garden does not look quite as tamed. The flowers grow wildly and are vivid colors and the trees around the house cover the grounds with their branches almost sinisterly. In short, it looks more like a witch's house than it does in the future. The neglect to the garden's state adds to the atmosphere it seems.]
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He approaches, looking over the flora with a critical eye.]
I see things grow as they will.
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[He walks up to the door and Loki can probably notice that there's a green inscription around the doorknob, supposedly to keep intruders out if they try to mess with the lock.
Briar reaches into his pocket for a house key and unlocks it successfully, but the magic in the inscription... seeps into his skin by the looks of it. He winces, but is fine a few seconds later]
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What was that? The magic, you affected it somehow?
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You absorbed it, then.
[That would always explain why Loki could feel an essence of magic radiating off of him -- off of the rose -- in the future.]
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The house... looks quite neat actually! There aren't as many books stacked up against the wall like in the future. It's as if someone took the time to clean up the general living room area. There aren't any wind chimes on the ceiling, save for one. It's a pretty glass one that tinkles normally making a pleasant sound]
Well, here's the house. Do you want anything to drink Loki?
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For now, he enters the house and takes in the differences. It's surprisingly neat, though he somehow preferred it when there was more than one wind chime.
He just looks up at the single one hanging above.]
No, thank you. I'm fine for now.
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[Of course he notices Loki looking at the wind chime]
Do you like it? I bought that one for her. Oh, do they have wind chimes in Asgard?
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I am certain there are those who possess such items in Asgard -- however, I'm also certain none hang from the palace's ceilings.
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Do you want to take one back with you?
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[He grins again, but this time it's slightly pained.] When I return to Asgard? That's not necessary.
[He won't be going back any time soon.]
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[Briar... seems to finally notice that pained smile. Perhaps it's because he's been around Amelia all the time who basically inflicted pain on herself. The next question he asks is spoken in a hushed tone.]
... Do you want to go back?
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[Yes and no. It's a difficult thing to answer.] I do. But only when the time is right. And it is not, not yet.
Of course, I should worry more about returning to my own time first before even thinking of Asgard.
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Amelia had always given him warnings about certain people, people would take advantage of others when it was convenient for them. But to him... maybe those kinds of people aren't always that way.
That isn't all there is to them.
Briar takes a seat at the round kitchen table looking thoughtfully at the clock.]
There's a lot you have to do before you go back huh?
... I hope you can find your way back then. I really mean it.
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[Loki realizes that Briar's last statement is the first time anyone has wished him anything of the sort. He hesitates, but then responds in kind.]
...Thank you. Perhaps your wish is enough to tip fate in my favour. We will see.
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You're welcome.