Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2019-07-28 07:12 pm
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side: heaven

[ When you next open your eyes, you find yourself standing in a hallway of stained glass windows; the door behind you closes completely shut before disappearing, you in a corridor that leads to nowhere. You're stranded, here . . . wherever you are . . . ?

The light that reflects through the glass is a gentle one, and the whole place seems to glow, almost binding in illumination - it's been recently swept here, or otherwise recently polished so everything isn't so musty; still, there's a distinct feeling of heaviness in the air. One could almost mistake the feeling for reverence.

There's only one direction: forward, into the light. ]
unbr8kable: (meh)

[personal profile] unbr8kable 2019-08-02 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Raises her eyebrows at the apology, but only shrugs]

Pretty sure your body's the one what wants to see the healing room. ...You wanna punch in a new location for the auto pilot before you go, though, feel free.
livingwater: (for there is love)

[personal profile] livingwater 2019-08-02 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
I told you before. I'm not a navigator.

[ straightening up, going for the door to place their hands upon it and have it open ]
unbr8kable: (now listen)

[personal profile] unbr8kable 2019-08-02 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Helluva lot easier to do that when you got two hands...

[Snarking aside, she follows]