and mortal men and all things

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

Characters: The Disciple and you!
Setting: Room 2-05 and everywhere!
Format: Starting in action, will match!
Summary: The Disciple arrives and goes investigating.
Warnings: None at the moment?

[The Disciple awakes with a start, and panic sets in as she struggles to move for those first moments of being paralyzed. The moment she's free, she springs up and out of the bed in a flurry of sheets and hair. She stares around wildly, wondering if she's been captured despite her caution. In the next few minutes, she finds the letters and reads them, and then locates the chest and changes her clothing.

She slips out of the room cautiously and down the hallway, keeping herself pressed to the wall to keep as out of view as she can. But it's a little hard to hide when there's nothing in the halls to hide behind.]

Comments

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

I suppose that is true. Will you tell her of my presense?

[forcingrins.livejournal.com]

I think you overestimate my standing.

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

Do I? Even so, that isn't really an answer to my question.

[forcingrins.livejournal.com]

Isn't it? A mere neophyte is not often invited into the presence of the Condesce.

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

And I suppose in this tower is no different. Of course she would bring the hemospectrum here too.

[forcingrins.livejournal.com]

Can we really escape something that defines our roles so clearly? I doubt it was Her Condescension that "brought" it.

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

I believe we can, yes. I believe in an Alternia where the hemospectrum is nothing more than a passing glance. What better place to let that vision grow than somewhere new where our roles need not be defined as the were?

[forcingrins.livejournal.com]

You certainly have a lot of spirit.

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

It's faith. Faith that our race has the ability to change for the better, if only they're given the chance.