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[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

Who: All the good little anti-entropy engine girls and boys and others
Where: On the way back towards the dorms
When: Day 258, evening, so very shortly after Good Ends
What:

[As the festivities end and it’s time to head back to dorms, there seems to hang an uneasy feeling that has nothing to do with bittersweet goodbyes. The particularly astute may notice an uncomfortable stillness about; not a living thing is out and active, save the Blanks. Even the river seems stilled, as if holding its breath. The more sensitive can probably feel it coming, whatever it is. Even the insensitive may find something about the walk home distasteful.]

Comments

[madheroking.insanejournal.com]

*...well that's a little odd*

What...?

[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

[The path in front of you has bubbled slightly, like a corpse just beginning to bulge.]

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

[Perched on the brim of the hydracula skull's hat, tttensing up at the strange feel . . .]

[eye_ofthe.insanejournal.com]

[I was totally there with you and now we're coming back together :|a]

... So, is it just me, or...

[hacks_ur_garden.insanejournal.com]

*...picks it up for cuddles, heading back*

Shhh. It'll be okay Holy...

[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

[The air grows dead and still around you. It's a struggle to breathe.]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[considers for a minute, before opening the door]

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

[looks DISTINCTLY UNCOMFORTABLE]

Then let's go.

[maryhadalilgun.insanejournal.com]

Agreed.

[blue_mind_group.insanejournal.com]

I hear you. You feel it too?

[clap_your_hands.insanejournal.com]

*shivers, unease crawling up his spine... I'm not hearing skittering or clicking, it's just my imagination. everything is too quiet right now, that's all.*

*still, looking around, just to be sure, every inch of his body tensed in a fight-or-flight response, held just barely in check*

[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

[It's hard to tell if it's FEELINGS or just having stared off into the darkness so long that makes the scenery seem... different.]

[letdownmyhair.insanejournal.com]

[Oh hell no I am getting away from here]

[madheroking.insanejournal.com]

*nods; fortunately high tolerance means he's not completely smashed from Romulan ale*

I can tell.

[blue_mind_group.insanejournal.com]

It's not just you. I think it's pretty much everyone.

[type_0.insanejournal.com]

[stares at you for a few seconds, then turns away]

[hacks_ur_garden.insanejournal.com]

*holding a very freaked out mole*

Ikki... The hell...

[clap_your_hands.insanejournal.com]

*an undercurrent of deep affection joins the uneasy feeling*

Always. You too.

[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

[Something is moving behind the walls.]

[type_0.insanejournal.com]

[Goddammit people, why are you not home yet? Frowns and looks around to reorient himself]

[seemingofademon.insanejournal.com]

[both physically and mentally fidgety (if the latter were possible); nascent and weak though it is, her empathy is picking some bad juju up]

Right.

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

[Okay upgrading to DO NOT WANT]

[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

[Nothing answers. The air is still... almost stagnant...

.. it's strange how the path seems to have curved here, out away from the torches and then back... You could have sworn it was a straight walk from the Arena before.]

[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

[Did something move over there? Just beyond your field of vision.]

[time_andagain.insanejournal.com]

I...

Yes.