[ CATCH-ALL ] look at me, look at me

[the_keeper]

Who: Sabine + OPEN/CLOSED
When: May
Where: Thorne, Nocwich, Nott, Horizon
What: A catch-all!
Warnings: None. #ForNow

Because
I exist
I exist

I exist


[ starters below. wanderlustlover, plotting plurk,
or at ɑรรɑรรiɳcɑptɑiɳ#6353 to plot. ]

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𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓮.

[the_keeper]

[ tba. ]

𝓝𝓸𝓬𝔀𝓲𝓬𝓱 & 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓽.

[the_keeper]

[ tba. ]

𝓗𝓸𝓻𝓲𝔃𝓸𝓷.

[the_keeper]

Sabine's interest in the Singularity within the Horizon grows by the day. The feel of it both in the 'real' world outside the Horizon and everywhere, in every part and parcel of creation inside the Summoned-Granted Horizon, something that toys at the edges of her awareness at all times. Something vast and unknown, just out of reach. Decidedly nothing human or human-like (though that is nothing new or strange to her), she is the same in that--but live, awake, aware.

Tying their bond to the ebb and flow of Jack's ability, when he can manage to sleep, whether it's a few hours or most of the night, Sabine spends her nights inside the Horizon, at the Singularity, trying to reach out to it. A gentle, persistent entreaty of greeting, of request to be answered, to connect across the bounds even outside of the walls of this made place.

~*~

When Sabine is not at the crater, she can be found exploring the Summoned-Created Horizon locations, charmed beyond belief at all the things the people brought to this space have created for themselves. So much of it rings of memories, pulsing all around her. Though each might be dark or light as she passes them, wonder suffuses her at their creations.

𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘

[stations]

The second introduction Jack makes for Sabine goes (hopefully, probably) markedly better than the first one had. It's the one he'd actually been intending to do when he set out, when he started gently tugging her along through Castle Thorne's massive and winding hallways.

He brings her back to the room he's been sharing with Kyle.

There are four beds inside, but only two spaces seem occupied — it's not hard to discern which one belongs to Jack. His nightstand and even one half of his quilt on the bed proper are covered with books. Also, should Sabine happen to glance under it, she might spot a reflective pair of eyes peering out from beneath the bed back at her. That's not who he means to introduce her to, though.

He's aiming instead for the ninja very much not hiding underneath the bed.

The two of them slip in; he shuts the door behind them, and then awkwardly clears his throat.

Man, he's so bad at... people words, and pleasantries, and socializing like a human being.

"Hey, Kyle." Completele with a little wave, and then a gesture at the red-haired elephant in the room. "This is, um... this is Sabine."

There's a weight to the name, a poignant heaviness. It's probably obvious to her that Jack expects the name to be familiar and significant to Kyle. They've talked about her before — which is significant, considering he never, ever talks about her.

"Sabine, this is my teleporting ninja roommate friend, Kyle."

As weird as he is at introductions, it does feel good to have the two most important people to him in the entire faction in the same room together.

𝓚𝓮𝓵𝓵.

[the_keeper]

It starts with a trip to Dragon's Keep in search of books on Old Gods and the Singularity—but also, and no less important, because she and Jack go through the piles of trashy fantasy and as close as you can get to scifi in their room just as fast now as they did when living together at home. She's tickled pink by the enthusiasm of the store's owner and leaves with more than she intended to get, which is normal.

She's done earlier than expected and wanders, window-shopping at leisure. She's no more a grand people person than Jack—something about neither being a person or deeply invested in them on a personal scale outside of Jack for decades—but it's nice to be able to move around wherever she wants to, with no restrictions, no tether.

To be able to see new things. It's not going to grow old anytime soon.
Which is when she spots the tea shop, and what goes better with books than tea?

If you're Jack, the answer is always coffee, but Sabine smiles as she heads toward it more directly.
She's gentle with the door as she opens it and peeks into the newest places she's investigating.