http://sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] slt_archive2011-07-31 09:26 pm

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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.]

[identity profile] clap_your_hands.insanejournal.com 2011-08-01 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
*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*

[identity profile] clap_your_hands.insanejournal.com 2011-08-01 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
*a sharp intake of breath accompanies the jump away away fuck no AWAY from that. in his panic, he stumbles and falls, scrambling to get up as fast as he possibly can*

[identity profile] clap_your_hands.insanejournal.com 2011-08-01 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
*aaaaafuckno why this why now I need to get away I need to get somewhere safe if it even exists... running. running is a good idea. running hard.*