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uneasy_rider ([info]uneasy_rider) wrote in [info]exiles,
@ 2010-05-08 02:39:00


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Entry tags:"contemplate infinity", adam warlock, ghost rider roxanne simpson

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The fact she can command the bike in outer space is breathtaking. She shouldn't be able to do this, but with belief, maybe all things are possible. Big Z is appreciating the unparalleled freedom so much he's sort of kind of letting Roxanne ride in the proverbial bitch seat a little more on this one and just take things in. Adam Warlock isn't what she'd call "chatty." It's fascinating to consider there are other beings out there like herself trying to just get up in the morning and not become some terrorist or something. Maybe he can answer something that is gnawing at her.

"So what is it I'm sensing out here?" she asks. "I feel...It's like driving through Montana. Big stretch of awesome nuth'n, but you can feel some sort of pull towards the horizon. Only there ain't no horizon."



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[info]uneasy_rider
2010-06-11 02:59 am UTC (link)
"Gut ah get. Why didn't ya just say so?" She closes her eyes and tries to see the place with more than just her eyes. That's when the real vastness of this place shows up on her mental windshield. Things ebbed and flowed through the universe in great muddy rivers of energy and decay. Life and unlife. Beings surfaced and then either drown or dove into the stream depending on their time. Good and evil were deep marshy banks of the streams, both supporting life and death, with only one able to keep life growing.

A tear escapes her eyes. "It's beautiful," she murmurs. "Even when it's all ugly-like."

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[info]exiles_cosmic
2010-06-11 04:58 pm UTC (link)
"It can be," he agreed, "but it will always what you make of it. Can you complete your task with what you see now?"

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[info]uneasy_rider
2010-06-24 07:37 am UTC (link)
"Depends," she murmurs. "Am look'n fer something I usta have." She closes her yes and tries to get a compass heading for loss itself.

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