CHARACTER CHAT!!!!

((Maybe meet some other people...? *has no ideas*))

Finn smiled sheepishly and lead her to a room, behind the auditorium. It was a greenroom, walls lined with couches and props and costumes. " 'ome sweet 'ome, I s'pose," he said.

Wisp
I blink and look around. Spacious. Comfortable. Warm and inviting. Much better than anything I had before. Letting go of his hand after a moment's hesitation I walk up carefully to a red velvety thing, soft and plushy, sitting down.

Finn couldn't help but chuckle at her dazed expression.

Wisp
I glance up at him, expression blank a moment before giving a small smile. I settle down on the couch. Not sure if I'll really sleep this night though. The images are never good...

"Well...g'night..." Finn said to end the awkward moment, and stepped out the door.

"good...night..." Wisp sort of doubted it, laying her head on the cushion of the couch. But her eyes just too heavy. They close as she curls up like a cat, sighing into sleep.

Cricket returned, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was soaked to the bone. He was used to it. "Now wasn't that an uncanny adventure."

(He can be talking to whoever )

"Rain...Rain...Go a...way. Come on by...a - no....nother day..."
Soft laughter echoes in the halls, fading out, coming back, disappearing again. Sarah lays in a small nondescript room beneath a drip from the ceiling. One two three four... on her forehead. Like Chinese water torture. She grumbles, covering her eyes with a hand, memories flashing, none of which her own. Another drop. Opposite effects, or maybe not. Her smile fades to a blank face, looking for something of her own. But there aren't many memories that are her own anymore. Another drop, supposed to help her concentrate. Equal incriminates of time. It was usually the ticking of a clock she listened to to get her power under control. She settled for the leaky roof.

((Jacky: Wanna have him talk to the bonders?))

(Sorry, I had to go help my mom shop. Ill pop on and off and be back officially in an hour or so, depending on how quick things go)

Hmm...sure WD. Can I have Winnie talk to Sarah, BW?

sure

Wait...where is she again? Just some random place with a leaky roof?

yuppers

Winnie had taken one look outside and secretly decided that she didn't want to walk back home alone. And Cricket was off dumping Crooks in an alley. So there she was, feeling the sticky sensation of damp clothes and hair as she listened to a grown girl recite nursery rhymes. She just sat there pouting for a while. Finally she couldn't take it anymore. "What's your problem?"

Sarah
"Memories. My head's having a soft of overload at the moment..." Not leading to the best of mental stability... Another drop. Whatever incriminate of time that was... One Two Three Four.... Just calm down...

((Where's Cricket so we can meet up?))

He can be anywhere, WD. In a hall, I guess...?

Winnie nodded slowly. "Uh...huh...and does that some'ow explain why you're trying t' take a shower underneath a leaky roof an' singing nursery rhymes? Or am I missing something?"

((Wanna set it up? I don't really know how >_<))

Sarah
"I think it's a bit too complicated for you," i murmur. I crack an eye open and look over at her. Might be mean, but what the hell. I throw her into an illusion for a second, just giving her a dose of the chaos in my head right now. Ami's memories, Milo's, Dan's, Aiden's, Kim's, Emily's, Sanae's...Everyone but my own in a jumble of images that made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I pull away from her mind and let her go. "The leak is for some sort of time. It helps me slow the images down, get a hand on all of them."

Winnie stood there stunned for a moment. "'oly shit. What was that? I saw some really wierd stuff just now...wait, wait. Hold on." She cleared her throat. "What th' 'ell was that all about?"

Sarah
"You wanted to know, explaining it would have been too complicated, so I showed you," i say simply with a slight shrug, sitting up from the small drip and rubbing my eyes. The images slow, I manage to get a hand on them for a moment again, my own memories finally becoming tangible to my mind.

Winnie cocked an eyebrow and nodded slowly. "Uh...huh..." So. She'd met a crazy fire girl, seen some chick with knive wings, and...well, whatever this girl was. "...You guys are one fucked up group."

Sarah
I simply smirk. "So I've heard a few times over." I sigh and stand up shakily, looking over at the little kid. Who was /she/?