Zero Divide - Episode #1 - "Looking Glass"

[Vanifae]

Michael is cut off by the unexpected sight of the girl dropping from the tree, reflexively taking a step backwards. That girl seems a little bit unhinged. "I don't know. I'm not sure if Vanessa has an...ability or not. Why were you climbing the tree, by the way?"

"I don't trust Vanessa," Dee adds.

 

[Victim]

"I was getting my breakfast, of course." She glares at the handsome duplicator. Don't look at me like that. I'm no worse off than you. Right?

She turns her attention to Ashley, “Well Ash let me show you.” With that she stabs her knife into her forearm. But the sharp edge does not pierce her skin, in fact the blade begins to bend the point jammed against her tanned skin. She shows knows discomfort, and then goes back to cutting her apple, “I tried drowning myself last night… or maybe this morning, it’s hard to drown when you don’t need to breathe.”

"Yeah, it's kind of like that for me too," Ashley says distractly. Ash! Ash? That sounds so odd to hear. Maybe it's the familiarity implied? It'd be bad to appear concerned about that. Maybe. She babbles on to cover her discomfort, "I mean, I ran around earlier through brush and with bare feet but there's not a scratch on me. I never tried not breathing though. Do you still need to breathe to talk? Maybe it's a matter of not pushing hard enough with the knife."

 

[Shayuri]

"Why wouldn't it be safe?" Facade asks curiously.

 

[James Heard]

"Maybe we could do it this afternoon? We should get some more cereal while we're there. Something a little less spooky sounding than 'Omega' flakes."

He pauses.

"The cereal is freaking me out. Clearly we need to get out the house."

 

[Shayuri]

"Maybe," Facade remarks, looking back at him, "it's a cereal killer. Then you should be freaked."

 

[James Heard]

He looks steadily at the shapeshifter.

"Some of us need it more than others."

 

[Shalimar]

Haven was amused at the affect of his absurd proposal, it had been meant as a joke, he hadn't thought it would make Vanessa so self-conscious or he wouldn't have done it. He was all about getting people to relax and have fun.

"Wow, that really was bad, we need to get out of here just to get you guys some better jokes...cereal killers...heheh." Haven commented looking back and forth between Facade and whats-his-name.

"I call shotgun."

 

[Vanifae]

He looks steadily at the shapeshifter.

"Some of us need it more than others."

Vanessa looks confused and picks up the cereal box, “Omega? I am not sure what is so spooky about Odie’s Fruity Flakes but I will make sure not to get it next time if it causes you a problem.”

The box reads Odie’s Fruity Flakes.

“As far as leaving this afternoon, I am not even sure everyone is up I wouldn’t want to leave and have someone wakeup and I wasn’t here. You are all in a fragile state right now; and the outside is a little dangerous for you… not everyone is as nice as I am,” Vanessa finishes.

By the Pool

“I don’t need to breathe, sometimes I catch myself not breathing, and I actually have to think about it at times, if only to seem normal… if that makes any kind of sense. Maybe I am just being a little paranoid,” Dee finishes.

Ashley
[sblock] The smell of sweat and blood, conflict is in the air. You’re hurt, blood dribbling from a wound in your shoulder, a bullet wound? You wish you had time to figure it out.

“Ash! Ash! Are you there?” her voice fills your ears.

You hear yourself respond, “I’m not dead yet.”

“You should be, I am not sure how you survived that blast,” her hand grabs your good arm…

“Lucky I guess,” your voice responds breathing in the acrid smoke.

Then you see movement, you shove her out of the way and take aim? Is that your weapon? Is that a child? It’s a blur, the air brightens, you feel your fingers squeeze, then your vision snaps back to the now…[/sblock]

Dee adds, “Maybe we should just leave?”

 

[Vanifae]

"I call shotgun."

"Now wait a second we are not leaving right now, finish eating, we will leave in a few hours okay?" Vanessa replies and then turns to Fork Guy, "So have you got a name yet? Do you recall anything at all?"

 

[James Heard]

The stout amnesiac snatches the box and stares at it. Sonofab... He stood up and slams his hands on the table in annoyance.

"That's it, the sugar pops are haunted," he closes his eyes and shut his eyes as if to dismiss the bizarre world around him.

He jabs a finger accusingly at the other two patients at the breakfast table.

"Please tell me I didn't just go do a Damien McEvil and hoist a Freudian slip onto the breakfast cereal? We're at an old house, if we're going to have ghosts we're supposed to have dead girls in mirrors and witches in the belfry."

He sighs.

"DO WE EVEN HAVE A BELFRY?" he shouts to the ceiling.

"That was rhetorical. I don't even care if we have a stupid belfry, unless the witch in it has a flying monkey with my driver's license on him. Which would be stupid. Like freaking out over the breakfast cereal. Excuse me, I'm a little tense just now, it might be my blood sugar."