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January 28th, 2008: Newark

Posted by theenochian on 2008.05.29 at 00:42
Current Location: Newark
It was a cold night, but it seemed a bit warmer somehow because of the cottony snow, drifting lazily down from the clouds.  Enough of the white powder coated the ground and roofs that already the entire city looked like it was covered in icing.  Not many cars passed through this part of town, so the street snow remained mostly pristine.  The sidewalk snow, however, was a different story, packed flat against the concrete in different waffled boot patterns.  Any foot fall on this thick, dense carpet of snow was accompanied by a satisfying crunching noise; not exactly the best environment for stealth.  Fortunately for the entity known as the Enochian, however, the people he was following were too wrapped up in their own conversation to notice the sounds of his steps behind them. 

He wasn't sure what they were talking about; he couldn't quite hear them, and the whole world felt muffled and dark in the snowy night.  But that didn't matter.  He had made his decision; tonight was the night he would approach them.  He had learned all he believed he could, and could progress no further without talking to them.

He kept waiting for a lull in their clearly heated argument, in which he could step in, but after about ten minutes of following them, he decided that a lull was not likely.  So he crunched forward, until he was within earshot, and he spoke up in a voice both soft and firm.

"Excuse me," he said.  "My name is Michael, and I know who you are.  I know that you aren't from this time, and I know that you have your time machine stashed somewhere around here.  I've come to talk to you, because I need your help, and I think you need mine."

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August 4, 1761-later (open entry)

Posted by sarigoddess on 2008.05.18 at 12:59
Current Location: Baltimore, MD
Current Mood: boredbored
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Draupadi was bored again.  Really, she hated being parked like this, with no real goal in the setting, just a place to refuel in the larger jumps.  Her fight with Rhiannon was still irking her, and she still couldn't find JJ. 

She was bored.  Terminally so, and now she had no miraculous chai to console herself with.

Draupadi drifted off towards one of the engine rooms on the off chance that someone might be there--hopefully someone she could snark at.

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August 4, 1761: Baltimore

Posted by sarigoddess on 2008.05.10 at 16:22
Current Location: St. Brendan bridge
Current Mood: amusedamused
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Draupadi sighed as she strolled from her room to the bridge.  She was utterly sick of Baltimore, even old Baltimore.  Besides, the 1760s were just an annoying time.  She hadn't liked them the first three times either.  Draupadi sighed one of those glorious, graceful sighs and wished for a cup of chai.  To her surpise one appeared, floating in the air.  She smiled.  Narayan must have been praying extra hard this week.  Good worshipper.

She reached the bridge and proceeded to sip delicately.  Archibald was there and he was making an awful ruckus about a punctured steam tank. 

She did warn him.