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realityshifted2008-01-28 05:03 pm
contract_star) wrote in realityshifted2008-01-28 05:03 pm
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[Hei appears on the Astral Plane, momentarily bewildered until he notices what is around him. Galaxies, planets, and stars, countless stars. The sight makes him stumble, and he can't take his eyes from the glow.]
N-no way...
[Looks around, no longer attempting to keep his face expressionless. Shock? Amazement? Horror? Wonder? There's no one here to see him being so irrational, emotional, so it doesn't matter.]
Stars...real stars...
[Think, you're a Contractor, be rational. There's a logical explanation, must be.]
No, no, this is impossible. This can't be real. Am I inside the Gate? Is this...? But I was miles from the Gate...unless I never left...then was everything since then just an illusion? Damn it.
If this is the Gate I have to get out. But it's...something's off. It doesn't feel like the Gate.
[Fiddles with his earbud] Mao? Huang? ...Yin?
[No answer. A long pause, nothing but silence. His gaze eventually returns to the stars and nebulae wheeling around him.]
The Twins and that woman. The shop. Contractors, I bet. They've either trapped me in the Gate or this is some kind of illusion. Shit.
[Another long pause, eyes half-lidding as he stares at the starlight. Whispering,] They look so real...
N-no way...
[Looks around, no longer attempting to keep his face expressionless. Shock? Amazement? Horror? Wonder? There's no one here to see him being so irrational, emotional, so it doesn't matter.]
Stars...real stars...
[Think, you're a Contractor, be rational. There's a logical explanation, must be.]
No, no, this is impossible. This can't be real. Am I inside the Gate? Is this...? But I was miles from the Gate...unless I never left...then was everything since then just an illusion? Damn it.
If this is the Gate I have to get out. But it's...something's off. It doesn't feel like the Gate.
[Fiddles with his earbud] Mao? Huang? ...Yin?
[No answer. A long pause, nothing but silence. His gaze eventually returns to the stars and nebulae wheeling around him.]
The Twins and that woman. The shop. Contractors, I bet. They've either trapped me in the Gate or this is some kind of illusion. Shit.
[Another long pause, eyes half-lidding as he stares at the starlight. Whispering,] They look so real...