Dark Hour Log

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[The clock has struck midnight and something in the air has changed. Time’s stopped, people have transformed into coffins, the coloring of the world seems all wrong. And worse, you might notice something moving in the corner of your eye. Something dark, shadow-like, and definitely foreboding.]


[Make your own threads, tag each other, etc.!  This is for Monday Night, and when your characters will first be here experiencing this!]

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[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[He sighs]

Yeah. What about you?

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

The same.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

This is weird. [He grumbles this, more to himself than her.]

Do you think we should find more people?

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[She'll pause. A bigger group meant more targets. But it could potentially mean more fighters.]

We should.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[He nods and tries for a smile.]

I'm Momiji, by the way.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[She won't smile, but she'll nod back.]

I am Homura Akemi.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you, even given the circumstances.

[He motions around them.]

Where do you want to start looking?

[witchless.livejournal.com]

We should go outside. [The were more likely to run into somebody outdoors.]

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[He nods and starts walking.]

That's a good idea.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[She'll start following him.]

What happened before you came here?

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs.]

I was walking with my cousins. And then I'm not sure.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[And she was with Kyuube about to fight demons.

The circumstances probably didn't determine why they were put here.

She'll fall quiet.]

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[He quiets himself, staring at floor as he walks. He's still afraid of this place, but a companion makes it a little better.]

You don't seem that freaked out.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

I've had some experience dealing with strange things. [That would be an understatement.]

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

Really? Even things like this?

[witchless.livejournal.com]

Something like this.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[He's frowning. People shouldn't be experiencing stuff like this.] It sounds like you've been dealing with something frightening.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

I've dealt with it.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[He slows, giving her a concerned look.] Sorry.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[Her face stays just as impassive as ever.]

Don't be.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[The look on his face doesn't change, but he glances away from her.] Okay.

I wonder how many others are here. [He's trying to quickly change the subject.]

[witchless.livejournal.com]

I doubt there are only two of us.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It wouldn't make sense just to take us for what ever they're planning.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

Two people probably aren't enough.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

[And that just begs the question 'enough for what?'. But he's not sure he wants to know the answer.]

If we can find others, we can at least band together. So if whoever did this came back, we'd stand a better chance.