and far away............
Jun. 15th, 2003 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
and far away........
When I'd moved up river with Erynne I'd made a disk telling Percy where we'd gone. They'd left it in the player, which made it easy to check whether it was still working.
Percy started packing stuff into the car while I checked the portal-disks. Suddenly, I heard something that sounded almost like chanting and Percy yelled,
"Get in the car, we gotta go now! Hurry up, Sweet! Get the damn thing opened already, they're coming to get us!" and he dived into the drivers seat, knocking a couple of discs out of my hand.
This time I think Erynne was into the back seat a second before Samantha, but they were both firmly seated before I closed the player and the staccato sounds of the portal chant started.
The dark-silver sheet started to spin in front of us, the car lurched forward, through - we hit in a cloud of dust, in bone-dry, oven-hot air. I just had time to think that it was another mis-route when
ZZZZZZZZaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap!
and we were on grass, behind a long sign, looking at a familiar road with traffic busily passing along it.
It looked very much like the road into Sunnydale....
When I'd moved up river with Erynne I'd made a disk telling Percy where we'd gone. They'd left it in the player, which made it easy to check whether it was still working.
Percy started packing stuff into the car while I checked the portal-disks. Suddenly, I heard something that sounded almost like chanting and Percy yelled,
"Get in the car, we gotta go now! Hurry up, Sweet! Get the damn thing opened already, they're coming to get us!" and he dived into the drivers seat, knocking a couple of discs out of my hand.
This time I think Erynne was into the back seat a second before Samantha, but they were both firmly seated before I closed the player and the staccato sounds of the portal chant started.
The dark-silver sheet started to spin in front of us, the car lurched forward, through - we hit in a cloud of dust, in bone-dry, oven-hot air. I just had time to think that it was another mis-route when
ZZZZZZZZaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap!
and we were on grass, behind a long sign, looking at a familiar road with traffic busily passing along it.
It looked very much like the road into Sunnydale....