witchscauldron

Nonsense, mostly, fueled by a serious lack of energy, I think, and TOO MUCH HALO.

I was in a darkened room, a balcony, during a thunderstorm, staring out over a black plain. I turned around, hearing a noise, and another woman emerged from the shadows in the room. It was Jacqueline. We were both dressed in these 17th century French gowns - frills, lace, the whole nine yards - but in black. Just black. She spoke to me...I know we exchanged words, but I don't remember what was said. I got angry, raised my hands, and lightning flew from the ends of my fingers, bright green, to her. She vanished.

Steve and Jason showed up. They took me from the room, and took me shopping in a street market. I was looking at pretty shiny things, and then I was floating - I began to levitate instead of walking. Steve kinda tugged at my dress and said "You know, you're really starting to freak people out." We left the street market.

Somehow I ended up in a training facility for the military. I had been remanded to this one man who was trying to teach me pride in being blue, but that even though we played games against red, they were still our boys too, and a good unit. Then he showed me his bookshelf had both blue books, and red books. I was ok - then I went out on patrol.

I was here, I think, because magick was bad. I don't know. We were patrolling this dam-like thing, and saw some women who needed an escort back to town. We were ready to comply, when some red guys came in, shot up all my guys, and then grabbed the women and put them in a truck....I followed quietly, almost unseen. I watched as they processed the women as prisoners, and then put them somewhere in holding. Then a whole bunch of other blue guys came along, and I said "Hey, these red guys AREN'T on our side, let's get them." So we had a battle on a bridge over the water-dam thing. Blue won, but barely, and more Red guys were coming from the dam, so we took off up the road.

I hid in the trees on the road - it was like summer, and November. Grey and sunny, no leaves, but grass and flowers - and watched a truck pull up beside me. It was my friend Ted, driving a deuce and a half. I got in and we went back over the bridge past the battle site. I looked at some guy I had killed, and then looked back - Ted was Steve. I woke up at that point.

TOO MUCH HALO! >_< Argh.
-M.