Always The Lighthouse - MPC 67C
Oct 22, 2019 3:00:53 GMT
Post by xonithan on Oct 22, 2019 3:00:53 GMT
She had been running, rushing away from the core of her life: Home.
Katherine stared at the strange portal, her digivice aggressively beeping at her. She thumbed the strange objectly slowly, looking at the path made of soft, blinking green lights along the concrete pathways that was just beyond the shifting code circle. Gently the burbling of the claw-bodied creature that was peaking out of her satchel with it's one bright, orange eye. She tenderly patted the tiny creature with her free hand and put on a brave face.
"Ok, it's fine, Algernon. I'm sure it's sub-pocket. A portion, is all." She said softly to the Tsumemon, who gave a excited chitter as she stepped through hole, which sealed behind her.
On the otherside, the air smelled of salt and sand, the air heavy with an on-coming storm in the deep, grey clouds that hung low in the sky, threatening to obscure the lighthouse the remained the only destination on the path. She began to walk, encouraging Algernon on her arm - which the small digimon eagerly climbed up to perch on her arm. She frowned as the lighthouse's beam slowly circled around, the bright shaft of green light sweeping into the dark ocean that flanked the rocky building's perch.
She rushed to the sea itself, the beach welcoming her without judgement. She scrambled, the small backpack in her hand being all she considered essential, running to their meeting place.
The duo reached the door to find it ajar, Katherine getting a slight smile at the terrible pun-riddle she'd read a thousand times when reading. She pressed into the door, shutting it behind her as the rain began to advance down the stone pathway. The small digimon hopped down, rushing up the leg of a nearby desk and - literally - tearing into the pages there in.
"It's a diary! A really boring diary." Algernon chirps as he forced each page past, scanning it eagerly.
Katherine looked about, the old stone walls being decorated with various pictures of sections of wild, green expanses: jungles full of lush greenery, mountains coated in alpine trees, forests teeming with vines. She smiled, breathing in the musty smell of a home locked up too often due to inclement weather. She tried not to think of the next part of the memory as she went to head up the stone stairs making up the main portion of the lighthouse's inner wall.
The inside stairs went by in a rush, she was young and true love propelled her steps. She reached the top, catching her breath, eager to begin a new life as she opened the door.
Algernon let out a curious chittering noise that sounded akin to radio static as she pushed open the heavy wooden door at the top of the lighthouse. The rotating light whirled in the center, slowly lighting up the figure crouching the slightly inside. She was a massive, elongated human with arms thicker at their hands than at the shoulders, slightly off-white and tan fur and two long, drooped ears. The digimon breathed heavily as the beam passed, seemingly indicating some laboured effort in her stance.
"Ah, excuse me! We got lost and ended up here. Are you the keeper of the lighthouse? It's very beautiful!" Katherine called out.
"It's very beautiful" came a mocking voice, another woman's voice very close to her own but a sharper tone and a edge of affected cockney.
Katherine edged around the light source as Algernon puffed up, giving a louder static charge noise in indignation. The mousey librarian in her pleated, tan skirt and red blouse with matching tan jacket came face to face to a woman with a cropped, black mohawk wearing thick, knee-high boots, a black and red skirt and a tank top over a black half-coat. Both her and the biker-woman had the same face, besides a singular difference of a lip-ring on the mohawk woman.
The lighthouse's derelict casing was close, the windows smashed slightly by time and disrepair. A note was posted on the desk "Guess I wasn't worth it. See ya around - Valerie" She spent the whole morning crying after that, wondering if she had left a bit earlier if she had caught her, had shown her she was worth it all.
She was waiting there, in the beautiful, broken remains of the derelict lighthouses's casing, the tall, older woman with vibrant red hair and a devil grin. Valerie winked and said, playfully "Almost missed me. So where to first?" They headed out of town on her motorcycle before noon.
"I don't..." Katherine began, only to be cut off by the other woman, "Understand, ya I know, right? Fricken Minnie here takes me to some wonk portal and here I am at the old lighthouse looking at some...peppy, college funhouse mirror."
"You're me...So...perhaps this is a multi-universtal singularity divide where-in this section point of the digital space overlaps with another version of me, causing an intersecting convergence?" Katherine said rapidly, reaching into her backpack.
"Wha?" Mohawk Katherine says bluntly, looking up at the massive rabbit digimon.
"Remember the episode Mirror Mirror? You're the one with the goatee. Now, there was probably a point in which we diverged...m- the lighthouse?" Librarian Katherine says inquisitively.
"Listen, I don't care and I ain't no evil twin. You're the goodie-good earth-3 type, not me. Come-on Minnie, we're out of here." The Mohawked Katherine said, pushing past the Antylamon who followed reluctantly into the stairwell.
"What? But...we could have learned so much from each other...Like why is your digimon so much older?" Librarian Katherine asked softly, worriedly but unable to motivate herself to follow her doppelganger until after she heard the door below close.
After she came home that night, past curfew, Dad had grounded her for two months. She dedicated herself to studies and relegated love to just something in her novels, so she lived in her novels where it could be real.
Valerie would ditch her a few months later when a college chick offered her a spot in their tour bus. So Katherine found herself in south london, alone. She never went home or saw Da again.
Both women walked out of the pocket overlap in the digimon's dark ocean wondering about their past and resolving to try things again: Study and Love.
Katherine stared at the strange portal, her digivice aggressively beeping at her. She thumbed the strange objectly slowly, looking at the path made of soft, blinking green lights along the concrete pathways that was just beyond the shifting code circle. Gently the burbling of the claw-bodied creature that was peaking out of her satchel with it's one bright, orange eye. She tenderly patted the tiny creature with her free hand and put on a brave face.
"Ok, it's fine, Algernon. I'm sure it's sub-pocket. A portion, is all." She said softly to the Tsumemon, who gave a excited chitter as she stepped through hole, which sealed behind her.
On the otherside, the air smelled of salt and sand, the air heavy with an on-coming storm in the deep, grey clouds that hung low in the sky, threatening to obscure the lighthouse the remained the only destination on the path. She began to walk, encouraging Algernon on her arm - which the small digimon eagerly climbed up to perch on her arm. She frowned as the lighthouse's beam slowly circled around, the bright shaft of green light sweeping into the dark ocean that flanked the rocky building's perch.
She rushed to the sea itself, the beach welcoming her without judgement. She scrambled, the small backpack in her hand being all she considered essential, running to their meeting place.
The duo reached the door to find it ajar, Katherine getting a slight smile at the terrible pun-riddle she'd read a thousand times when reading. She pressed into the door, shutting it behind her as the rain began to advance down the stone pathway. The small digimon hopped down, rushing up the leg of a nearby desk and - literally - tearing into the pages there in.
"It's a diary! A really boring diary." Algernon chirps as he forced each page past, scanning it eagerly.
Katherine looked about, the old stone walls being decorated with various pictures of sections of wild, green expanses: jungles full of lush greenery, mountains coated in alpine trees, forests teeming with vines. She smiled, breathing in the musty smell of a home locked up too often due to inclement weather. She tried not to think of the next part of the memory as she went to head up the stone stairs making up the main portion of the lighthouse's inner wall.
The inside stairs went by in a rush, she was young and true love propelled her steps. She reached the top, catching her breath, eager to begin a new life as she opened the door.
Algernon let out a curious chittering noise that sounded akin to radio static as she pushed open the heavy wooden door at the top of the lighthouse. The rotating light whirled in the center, slowly lighting up the figure crouching the slightly inside. She was a massive, elongated human with arms thicker at their hands than at the shoulders, slightly off-white and tan fur and two long, drooped ears. The digimon breathed heavily as the beam passed, seemingly indicating some laboured effort in her stance.
"Ah, excuse me! We got lost and ended up here. Are you the keeper of the lighthouse? It's very beautiful!" Katherine called out.
"It's very beautiful" came a mocking voice, another woman's voice very close to her own but a sharper tone and a edge of affected cockney.
Katherine edged around the light source as Algernon puffed up, giving a louder static charge noise in indignation. The mousey librarian in her pleated, tan skirt and red blouse with matching tan jacket came face to face to a woman with a cropped, black mohawk wearing thick, knee-high boots, a black and red skirt and a tank top over a black half-coat. Both her and the biker-woman had the same face, besides a singular difference of a lip-ring on the mohawk woman.
The lighthouse's derelict casing was close, the windows smashed slightly by time and disrepair. A note was posted on the desk "Guess I wasn't worth it. See ya around - Valerie" She spent the whole morning crying after that, wondering if she had left a bit earlier if she had caught her, had shown her she was worth it all.
She was waiting there, in the beautiful, broken remains of the derelict lighthouses's casing, the tall, older woman with vibrant red hair and a devil grin. Valerie winked and said, playfully "Almost missed me. So where to first?" They headed out of town on her motorcycle before noon.
"I don't..." Katherine began, only to be cut off by the other woman, "Understand, ya I know, right? Fricken Minnie here takes me to some wonk portal and here I am at the old lighthouse looking at some...peppy, college funhouse mirror."
"You're me...So...perhaps this is a multi-universtal singularity divide where-in this section point of the digital space overlaps with another version of me, causing an intersecting convergence?" Katherine said rapidly, reaching into her backpack.
"Wha?" Mohawk Katherine says bluntly, looking up at the massive rabbit digimon.
"Remember the episode Mirror Mirror? You're the one with the goatee. Now, there was probably a point in which we diverged...m- the lighthouse?" Librarian Katherine says inquisitively.
"Listen, I don't care and I ain't no evil twin. You're the goodie-good earth-3 type, not me. Come-on Minnie, we're out of here." The Mohawked Katherine said, pushing past the Antylamon who followed reluctantly into the stairwell.
"What? But...we could have learned so much from each other...Like why is your digimon so much older?" Librarian Katherine asked softly, worriedly but unable to motivate herself to follow her doppelganger until after she heard the door below close.
After she came home that night, past curfew, Dad had grounded her for two months. She dedicated herself to studies and relegated love to just something in her novels, so she lived in her novels where it could be real.
Valerie would ditch her a few months later when a college chick offered her a spot in their tour bus. So Katherine found herself in south london, alone. She never went home or saw Da again.
Both women walked out of the pocket overlap in the digimon's dark ocean wondering about their past and resolving to try things again: Study and Love.
