001 - it's just a new beginning

[renardargente]

Who: Chris Argent & Open! (closed to Daryl for his initial arrival)
Where: The Caves, and then he'll be roaming the grounds and mansion.
When: March 5th
Rating: PGish
Summary: Chris arrives in the caves and wants some answers.
The Story:

When he returns to consciousness, it takes him a few minutes to orient himself. His instinct is to immediately sit up, take a survey of the damage and injuries that should have occurred when the bomb exploded. The ringing in his ears and pounding in his head keep him on the solid ground for just a little bit longer.

While he concentrates on his breathing, he becomes very aware of his surroundings. Or, really, how odd his surroundings feel. Since the ringing starts to subside, he notices that the only sounds he can hear are from himself. The echoes are very distinct, sounds he would expect from a cave or enclosed area made mostly of rock. Forcing his eyes open, they don't adjust to the dim lighting right away but he's instantly alert.

Pushing himself up, ignoring the aches in his body, Chris gives himself a second to scan the area, looking for any sign of...well, anything. Life, light, something.

When he's finally standing up straight, he inches forward with a hand out until he finds a wall, leaning against it so he can assess the situation. Out of all the questions and confusion in his mind, he's certain about one thing - this sure as hell isn't the police station. Not to mention he's unarmed, which makes him feel a bit naked as he starts to follow the wall, fingertips always making contact so he doesn't lose his way.

Chris will find the entrance, and possibly accost the first person he comes across for information. He's ill prepared and it makes him on edge.


(OOC: Chris is going to run into Daryl in the caves and get the run down, otherwise he will be anywhere else in the mansion having a look around, searching for anyone he knows (mostly Allison). Feel free to run into him anywhere! Action brackets or prose are both good with me.)

Comments

[renardargente]

"I was in the police station." Thinking back on what had been happening before Wonderland has him reaching up to rub the spot between his eyebrows, as if to fight off a headache. "Someone's framed me for Kakashi's murder - I was handcuffed to a chair with Derek when a bomb exploded."

His memories of that aren't as clear, as memories tend to be a little fuzzy when there are explosions and adrenaline pumping through his veins.

"Not sure what the purpose of that way." Though he has some idea, if his mouth tightening into a thin line has anything to say about it. "Why? What do you remember?"

[driven]

He can probably catch the way her brow furrows at the mention of a police station. Framed? Kakashi? Derek? If she had a better handle on the situation, she might feel relieved at the fact that her father being with Derek and not sounding like he was two seconds from killing him. It would make their time in Wonderland a bit easier, considering how she and Derek line up now. But she's too busy reeling, trying to keep herself from looking like she's reeling.

Allison presses her lips into a line for a moment. "Are you okay? After the bomb- you were okay, right?" Does she looked panicked? Maybe. Probably. But this is her father, her only family. This is the first moment, the honest to god first moment she's been able to breathe knowing her dad survives the nemeton and now she has to worry about a bomb? Her eyes dart away from him at his question, tensing for an entirely different reason. She hates being behind like this, hasn't felt this way since before France.

"You..." Sacrificed yourself. She takes a breath. "We were looking for the nemeton. It was the night before the lunar eclipse."

[renardargente]

"I'm fine, just a few bruises." Thanks to Derek throwing himself over Chris at the last minute. He remembers that much before his arrival here, and he's still not sure what to think about that.

It certainly has him reconsidering his opinion on Derek Hale, at least.

It's a little surprising that Allison is from back then - which, when he thinks about it, wasn't that long ago. It seems like a lifetime, like most events that happen in their lives nowadays.

"It's been a little bit since then." She doesn't know about the Oni, and he decides to fill her in. Not that the knowledge would make much difference here, but he likes being on the same page as his daughter. "There are a few Japanese spirits that have started to appear. Marking those with supernatural abilities, looking for something called a nogitsune."

[driven]

She gives him a very small, relieved smile at the sound of that. Even if she's very aware of the fact he's most likely downplaying the actual event, at least he's okay. He's fine. She doesn't connect him being fine to Derek, doesn't even try and push why and how and when. No, Allison can take this moment to just be content with the fact that her dad is okay. For now, at least for a little bit longer, things are okay.

The it's been a while has her feeling a little defensive again, like - as irrational as this sounds - she should have found a way around it. Should know all of this already. Her hands ball into fists but that is where she stops it, tries to keep everything else calm. When he starts filling in the more modern problems in Beacon Hills, there's the vaguest sense of guilt creeping up in her gut.

They did they. They turned the beacon on. She takes a breath. "What's the nogitsune doing in Beacon Hills?"