http://tothelightshown.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tothelightshown.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2011-08-15 08:14 pm

021: You Can't Sleep Forever [Visual]

It was late in evening when DG returned to Taxon after three weeks of something far stranger than sleep. The moon that should have been shining above her was obscured by thick cloud and she stepped out of the deserted work shop into a wall of snow.

Pausing to pull her collar up against the bitter cold, DG wondered exactly how long she'd been gone. The last thing she remembered was the warmth of summer. There had been sunshine and clear skies and a party on the beach and ...

"Oh my god," she breathed, stopping dead in her tracks, "Glitch."

She remembered their last conversation. How could she forget it? The hamsters had given him the rest of his brain back. Not as part of one of their games, but as a gift that would last.

Instead of walking straight to the Northern Island as she'd intended, DG ducked into the relative - but still rather meagre - shelter of the nearest large building, pulling out her tablet with icy fingers. She was frequently impatient and her stasis hadn't changed that. She needed to know how he was now.

"Glitch? Glitch, it's DG. I'm ... I'm back." Back from wherever she'd actually been. "Please tell me you remember me?"

She didn't know how long that she'd been gone, only that it had been a long time. Months at the least. What had she missed? What had changed?

DG closed her eyes, pressing the palm of her free hand over her eyes in a gesture of understandable exasperation.

"You stopped being twisted a long time ago, flea bags," she added a moment later, addressing the hamsters, "This is just ridiculous."

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[personal profile] cametolife 2011-08-16 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
Back? This woman had been gone? As far as Liz knew, when people left, they left for good. She wasn't aware of anyone having left to come back while knowing they were supposed to.

"You know Glitch?" She asked instead of what she wanted to. As curious as she was, she didn't want to come off as immediately intrusive.

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[personal profile] cametolife 2011-08-17 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
How much the aliens were able to mess with them was frightening, but not surprising. She'd seen (and experienced) Max, Michael, Isabel, and Tess do extraordinary, impossible things. It was no shocker to learn that these aliens, who had already pulled them all from their homes, were able to tamper with their minds so easily. It was disturbing, but she doubted there was anything they could do about it. They were so... helpless.

"Oh," she said. "He seems like a really nice guy." If not a bit odd, but voicing that would've been rude.