After nearly destroying an impossible cabin on multiple occasions and running uselessly in circles into the fog trying to escape, Vanya must have finally gotten so tired she passed out... because she jolts awake now, the ringing in her ear louder than ever. Rolling over onto her side to try and muffle the sound (obviously ineffective), she takes stock. Waking up this time feels different, but she's also no longer in a cabin bed. The ground is damp and smells of standing water. Her white violin still near at hand, and she's still dressed in her concert clothes (now stained). So things are different this time, but not too different.
And then Vanya remembers she's not out here alone. She sits up abruptly, pulling leaves out of her hair and looking out over a clear lake. Farther along the shore, she sees cabins. She's not really in a hurry to get stuck in one again, but it's the best chance to run into someone (and maybe get a change of clothes). After taking a moment to read the pamphlet and investigate the cell phone, she pockets these items and picks up the violin.
Instead of rising right away, Vanya stares at it a moment... then raises it into position. As she cautiously draws the bow over the strings, and as she focuses on the sound, the ringing in her ear begins to subside. Unhurried, she decides to take the time to tune the instrument, eyes closed to block out any other noise.
Then Vanya begins to play softly... slowly... calmly. A ripple runs across the surface of the water as if with a strong breeze. She plays for a little while, not sure exactly how long, until the ringing in her ear is nearly gone--or until she is interrupted.
Then she stands, brushes herself off, and heads towards the cabins.
PROMPT ► THE GAS STATION
A white concert suit is really not holding up to outdoor living, so eventually Vanya finds her way to the gas station, hoping for some ill-fitting but way more comfortable attire. Not concerned with fashion in the slightest, she does okay, although the t-shirt leaves something to be desired. It's not naughty like most of the other options, but it's the only one in her size, and the irony isn't lost on her.
She carefully wraps her violin in the stained suit and places it into a backpack she's found. And with all that taken care of, time to "shop" for some necessities. Vanya glances up frequently to see if the station's attendant will show up... or anyone else, for that matter. The quite is eerie.
Vanya Hargreeves | OTA
After nearly destroying an impossible cabin on multiple occasions and running uselessly in circles into the fog trying to escape, Vanya must have finally gotten so tired she passed out... because she jolts awake now, the ringing in her ear louder than ever. Rolling over onto her side to try and muffle the sound (obviously ineffective), she takes stock. Waking up this time feels different, but she's also no longer in a cabin bed. The ground is damp and smells of standing water. Her white violin still near at hand, and she's still dressed in her concert clothes (now stained). So things are different this time, but not too different.
And then Vanya remembers she's not out here alone. She sits up abruptly, pulling leaves out of her hair and looking out over a clear lake. Farther along the shore, she sees cabins. She's not really in a hurry to get stuck in one again, but it's the best chance to run into someone (and maybe get a change of clothes). After taking a moment to read the pamphlet and investigate the cell phone, she pockets these items and picks up the violin.
Instead of rising right away, Vanya stares at it a moment... then raises it into position. As she cautiously draws the bow over the strings, and as she focuses on the sound, the ringing in her ear begins to subside. Unhurried, she decides to take the time to tune the instrument, eyes closed to block out any other noise.
Then Vanya begins to play softly... slowly... calmly. A ripple runs across the surface of the water as if with a strong breeze. She plays for a little while, not sure exactly how long, until the ringing in her ear is nearly gone--or until she is interrupted.
Then she stands, brushes herself off, and heads towards the cabins.
PROMPT ► THE GAS STATION
A white concert suit is really not holding up to outdoor living, so eventually Vanya finds her way to the gas station, hoping for some ill-fitting but way more comfortable attire. Not concerned with fashion in the slightest, she does okay, although the t-shirt leaves something to be desired. It's not naughty like most of the other options, but it's the only one in her size, and the irony isn't lost on her.
She carefully wraps her violin in the stained suit and places it into a backpack she's found. And with all that taken care of, time to "shop" for some necessities. Vanya glances up frequently to see if the station's attendant will show up... or anyone else, for that matter. The quite is eerie.
PROMPT ► WILDCARD
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