laography | Testing for Disciple

Option One

[The Disciple was restless tonight. She could not say for certain what the reason was, but she had long since realized that this day she would not be getting much rest. That was why she had left the comfort of the tent shared by her and her companions, and seated herself under a nearby tree in order to grant her some shade from the burning sun. Becoming accustomed to sleep without sopor slime, and so much time spent within the sun had been rather difficult, but they had all managed. Still, if she could evade it for the while, she would.

Once comfortably settled, she pulled out her book and quill, and began to write, trying to be quiet as so not to wake the others.]

Option Two

[This place was strange, unlike any she had ever seen in her time. Mag had fallen asleep, only to wake up here in this strange room that held technology far past her time. It was someone's hive--that much she could tell, but how she had gotten here she had no idea. Unease began to fill her. It had been sweeps since she had last seen another troll, and she wasn't sure she was quite prepared to do so now. Curious as she was by so many things here, it was time to leave before whoever was the resident here returned.

It took her a while to find the exit, but once she did she was met with yet another surprise: the door opened up to nothingness, all she could see beyond it was darkness, and in the distance what appeared to be bubbles floating in space.]

Option Three

[It had been a long time since she had ventured outside her caves, once she had begun her life of asceticism. She wasn't certain what had drawn her from the caves, and beyond the small part of the forest she had allowed herself to venture in for food. Perhaps the fact she had finished putting to wall the Signless' scripture for who knew what time, perhaps she vaguely felt her time was coming to an end. Whatever the case may be, she felt a strange sense of liberation walking out into the world once more, as well as a sense of displacement. Time had meant nothing down there, her existence had slurred into nothing more than one long, never-ending repetitious night and with it came and addled mind.]

((ooc; option 2 is a dream bubble, i kept it vague so you may claim said hive/house as your own. it neednt be HS only! as for three, feel free to say she wandered outside the forest too if your char wouldnt be there))

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I wouldn't go out there, were I you.

[The voice is soft, reasonable, and resonating from past one of the other doors in the mysterious hive. If she opens that door, it will lead to a densely packed forest in early afternoon, the brightness of even the weak earth's sun dampened by a thick canopy of green leaves.]

[When she heard that voice, she wasn't shocked. Not because she had been expecting it, but because after so long it took her a moment to even recognize it for what it was. Only when she realized they had been words, and not just some strange sound did her entire body tense.

She waits for any more words to come, but when they don't she knows she will only figure out who they belong to and what is going on if she follows. So follows it, she does and when she sees the forest she feels herself relax a little.]

Hello? [Her own voice is very quiet, and slightly raspy from some many sweeps of underuse.]

Hello.

[Something shifts among the high branches of one of the older, sturdier trees. Bright shining, reflecting the dappled light off the silvery scales of what has to be the largest snake in history, thick around as a man's torso at it's widest point.

That's a rather exact measurement, actually, as where the head of that snake should be, there is instead the upper body of a man with fangs and claws and a gentle smile in contrast with everything.]

[Typically, the fauna and creatures of Alternia make those of Earth look like nothing more than tiny kittens and puppies.

This time? Not so much. In all her years the former Disciple had never seen one quite like this. The upper portion of his body looked vaguely troll--but its skin was of an odd shape and it had no horns.

Her entire body went on alert, but for now she kept her gauge until she could figure out just what this creature above her was, and its intents.]

My. I cannot claim to have seen one such as you in my lifetime. [Despite the feel that she was in the presence of a predator, she had to admit she admired his colorful scales somewhat.]

This is your abode, I take it?

I've never seen anything like you either, I'm afraid. Your horns are lovely. [Byakuroku is a predator, yes. Nobody can pretend he isn't dangerous, and even he doesn't bother trying. But his is a passive threat, difficult to rile and reserved.

Really, the only thing that would drive him to kill for something other than food was harming his children. The priestesses who tried to kill Tsuyukusa learned that the hard way, as did Ginshu. As did Byakuroku himself, having died at the end of the incident.

So in this situation he is very much relaxed, none of the feigned disinterest of a predator spotted by their prey, and none of the tension hinting at a future blow.

His coils shift in their entanglement of the branches and trunk of the large tree, while he examines their surroundings as if for the first time.]

A rather good copy, perhaps, but no. There's no life here. [No wind, no subtle sounds of animals. Just the trees, and even those spiritless.]

[She takes a moment to pull her eyes away from him, and take a closer note of their surroundings. She could see what he meant. It was eerily quite now, sans from the sounds of their movements. Her gaze returned to the door, where the hive still stood, yet all she saw now was its door. Then they were directed skyward where she could see the canopy illuminated by the obscured sun.

How any of this was possible was beyond her, but panicking would do little good so she simply took some calming breaths.]

Then, like I, you awoke in this place with no knowledge of how?

Exactly. [He hums, thoughtfully.] More of a revival than an awakening, though. I wasn't exactly sleeping, before I gained consciousness.

Dead? [At that revelation, she has to wonder about herself and her eyes fall to her hands. Was it possible that had been the case for her as well? Well, whichever it may be, she supposes it matters little.

She drops her hands to look back up at him.]

I offer my condolences. [a pause] And would my name, if I could recall it.

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