Everything was blurry, and aside from some vague shapes, Ada couldn't tell where she was. There was a chill on the air, and she could feel the frozen ground under her. There was an ache all down her body, and she was almost certain that she remembered hitting the ground.
There was a blur, and then she was drifting away again...
Day 1
He was running late. She didn't know why, but Ada never could find help that was on time. Of course, what could she have expected from the mage that had cost her that right arm? She had needed someone, and that someone just happened to be him. Ada had needed someone who had at least some experience with portals; more importantly, though, she needed someone who was more expendable than able. Ren was not expendable.
As far as she could reckon, she needed to stay on the move, and she needed to search for a way to Theron, instead of waiting around for him to show up again. After all, he had the upper-hand, because he used time-travel as a tool. No, Theron used time travel for answers, for questions, and for anything he could imagine, just because he could. Just to get what he wanted. he would change time, until he could line up the time lines on his perfect world.
She looked at her watch again, and then scanned the horizon. Still no mage, still no portal.
There was a short sigh from her, and then she began pacing once again. Waiting around was costing her valuable time -- she needed to start, and it needed to be soon.
As she paced, she thought about Ghent. She hadn't seen him in at least a day, and she was worried. But, Emma and Lily were both confident that he was all right, so Ada had to believe them. He had been around, though -- she just hadn't seen him. Had he found Jad? What had he thought of the pictures she had left him? Did he think it was a trap as he examined the pictures of his smiling daughter's face, hand-in-hand with such a terrible, hulking man? Was he really all right?
She was just about to start pacing again, when there was a loud *pop!* and the young mage finally appeared nearby. He was trying to run, while hiking his robes out of the frozen grass, and his tall hat was leaning dangerously towards one side of his head.
Ada rolled her eyes, and then looked at the right robot arm that she had just managed to acquire. Hopefully, she wouldn't lose it too -- she was beginning to really rely on it.
Her first order of business was to explain what she needed help with. The mage was surprised, but he agreed to help, since Ada was offering him a ridiculously large amount of money. So, at her request, the mage opened a portal one year into the future. He knew that when she passed through, he would hold the portal open for several minutes, and then close it after he was sure she was through and safe. And, then, after an hour had passed, he would open the portal again, for her return trip. From there, it was just repetition until Ada found what she needed.
On top of everything, Ada was taking very careful notes with each portal she stepped through, and each year she passed. One tree was cut down, and half of the back yard was eventually torn up to make room for a pool. She didn't really question why they needed a pool, but she was a little curious whether it had been Ghent's suggestion, or hers. Despite everything, she was still looking for any clues as to where everything started to go downhill -- that one moment where everything changed in Theron's favor.
She saw a great many things, but it seemed that before she had seen anything of use, the mage was too tired to continue. It was in the last portal that she had been trapped for an extra hour, until the mage could reestablish the connection and bring her home. Ada had expected things like that to happen, though. He would have to rest, and she would have to wait.
She wouldn't wait for long, though -- she had to stay on the move, since Theron had as much time as he wanted to rest.
((This is written for play on January 21, 2008. For more information or questions, send a PM or e-mail to Adalia Dodd. Although, it's much easier to just note that this runs through a series of flashbacks.))
There was a blur, and then she was drifting away again...
Day 1
He was running late. She didn't know why, but Ada never could find help that was on time. Of course, what could she have expected from the mage that had cost her that right arm? She had needed someone, and that someone just happened to be him. Ada had needed someone who had at least some experience with portals; more importantly, though, she needed someone who was more expendable than able. Ren was not expendable.
As far as she could reckon, she needed to stay on the move, and she needed to search for a way to Theron, instead of waiting around for him to show up again. After all, he had the upper-hand, because he used time-travel as a tool. No, Theron used time travel for answers, for questions, and for anything he could imagine, just because he could. Just to get what he wanted. he would change time, until he could line up the time lines on his perfect world.
She looked at her watch again, and then scanned the horizon. Still no mage, still no portal.
There was a short sigh from her, and then she began pacing once again. Waiting around was costing her valuable time -- she needed to start, and it needed to be soon.
As she paced, she thought about Ghent. She hadn't seen him in at least a day, and she was worried. But, Emma and Lily were both confident that he was all right, so Ada had to believe them. He had been around, though -- she just hadn't seen him. Had he found Jad? What had he thought of the pictures she had left him? Did he think it was a trap as he examined the pictures of his smiling daughter's face, hand-in-hand with such a terrible, hulking man? Was he really all right?
She was just about to start pacing again, when there was a loud *pop!* and the young mage finally appeared nearby. He was trying to run, while hiking his robes out of the frozen grass, and his tall hat was leaning dangerously towards one side of his head.
Ada rolled her eyes, and then looked at the right robot arm that she had just managed to acquire. Hopefully, she wouldn't lose it too -- she was beginning to really rely on it.
Her first order of business was to explain what she needed help with. The mage was surprised, but he agreed to help, since Ada was offering him a ridiculously large amount of money. So, at her request, the mage opened a portal one year into the future. He knew that when she passed through, he would hold the portal open for several minutes, and then close it after he was sure she was through and safe. And, then, after an hour had passed, he would open the portal again, for her return trip. From there, it was just repetition until Ada found what she needed.
On top of everything, Ada was taking very careful notes with each portal she stepped through, and each year she passed. One tree was cut down, and half of the back yard was eventually torn up to make room for a pool. She didn't really question why they needed a pool, but she was a little curious whether it had been Ghent's suggestion, or hers. Despite everything, she was still looking for any clues as to where everything started to go downhill -- that one moment where everything changed in Theron's favor.
She saw a great many things, but it seemed that before she had seen anything of use, the mage was too tired to continue. It was in the last portal that she had been trapped for an extra hour, until the mage could reestablish the connection and bring her home. Ada had expected things like that to happen, though. He would have to rest, and she would have to wait.
She wouldn't wait for long, though -- she had to stay on the move, since Theron had as much time as he wanted to rest.
((This is written for play on January 21, 2008. For more information or questions, send a PM or e-mail to Adalia Dodd. Although, it's much easier to just note that this runs through a series of flashbacks.))