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entrancelogs2013-12-14 01:11 pm
halfwinchester) wrote in entrancelogs2013-12-14 01:11 pm
OPEN | here come the night
Who: Adam Milligan (halfwinchester) and whoever else might be admiring Ewaymas!
Where: Around the mansion.
When: Dec. 13, anytime from late night to mid-afternoon.
Rating: G for now!
Summary: What the hell's with all this Christmas stuff? At least one newcomer is out and about looking at the changes.
The Story:
[Very rarely does Adam sleep through the night--or at all, if he's being honest. When the light fades and the mansion gets quiet, it's the perfect time for thoughts of his time in the pit to creep back in, and almost every night begins and ends with him sitting wide-awake until he's too tired to mount a defense. Sometimes he likes to ward away his nightmares in the bathroom. It's smaller in there, and reminds him of the times he'd hidden there when he'd been sick with the flu as a young child.
That night, he's counting spots on the ceiling of his room when the snow starts to fall, and it's the first thing that grabs Adam's attention before the noise starts. Snow? Had that been in Wonderland's weather report? By the time his curiosity wins out over his apprehension, the noises outside his door have long since stopped.
He creeps into the hallway in bare feet to see what going's on. Christmas decorations? Is it Christmas?
The mansion looks beautifully done up in the late hours of the night, and for a while Adam looks around until the pull to return to his room grows too strong. He can be found downstairs inspecting the giant Christmas tree once daylight breaks, dressed for the weather in a heavy sweater. His breakfast is an apple, which he eats while poking at ornaments on the branches.
For once, he has something to do in the mansion that isn't simply "avoid angels." It's strange enough thinking it's already December. A lot of the time it feels like he just arrived, soul broken and all.]
halfwinchester) and whoever else might be admiring Ewaymas!Where: Around the mansion.
When: Dec. 13, anytime from late night to mid-afternoon.
Rating: G for now!
Summary: What the hell's with all this Christmas stuff? At least one newcomer is out and about looking at the changes.
The Story:
[Very rarely does Adam sleep through the night--or at all, if he's being honest. When the light fades and the mansion gets quiet, it's the perfect time for thoughts of his time in the pit to creep back in, and almost every night begins and ends with him sitting wide-awake until he's too tired to mount a defense. Sometimes he likes to ward away his nightmares in the bathroom. It's smaller in there, and reminds him of the times he'd hidden there when he'd been sick with the flu as a young child.
That night, he's counting spots on the ceiling of his room when the snow starts to fall, and it's the first thing that grabs Adam's attention before the noise starts. Snow? Had that been in Wonderland's weather report? By the time his curiosity wins out over his apprehension, the noises outside his door have long since stopped.
He creeps into the hallway in bare feet to see what going's on. Christmas decorations? Is it Christmas?
The mansion looks beautifully done up in the late hours of the night, and for a while Adam looks around until the pull to return to his room grows too strong. He can be found downstairs inspecting the giant Christmas tree once daylight breaks, dressed for the weather in a heavy sweater. His breakfast is an apple, which he eats while poking at ornaments on the branches.
For once, he has something to do in the mansion that isn't simply "avoid angels." It's strange enough thinking it's already December. A lot of the time it feels like he just arrived, soul broken and all.]
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I mean, I talked to a lady who seemed to know more than most of us do, but I don't even know who she is.
[He's talked to the Red Queen, but since she's never been introduced to him as being the Red Queen, as far as he's concerned, she's just one more person hanging around Wonderland.]
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And nobody knows who's on the other end of the string?
[Now that he's come across someone else who's admitted to be just as in the dark as him, he can't help but ask.]
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[Or he should. Actually pin some people down for specifics, since he's just figuring things out as he goes along. At least the people he has in mind have the sort-of benefit of having been there for a long time.]
It would be nice to actually get some answers.
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You haven't been around that long?
[He doesn't remember doing much chitchatting the only time they'd spoken, certainly not long enough to ask. All in all, there's a lot about Wonderland he hasn't bothered to ask yet, and although he has a feeling his brothers would be able to fill in some of the blanks, there's wanting to know and then there's pride. Where Sam and Dean's experience is concerned, that's a delicate line.
Glancing down at the apple in his hand, he thinks of the magic closets.]
Most I've figured out is that nobody seems to know anything.