http://watsthename.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] watsthename.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2010-03-15 02:35 am

I'm the wanderer, they call my the wanderer [open]

Who: Delirium and YOU!
What: Delirium tends to go into houses, whether she's been invited or not.
Where: Various Places
When: Various Times through out the week
Warnings: It's Delirium, apply caution where necessary.
Format: Para that will no doubt quickly deteriorate into quick para
Alternatively: you choose.

Delirium was wandering.

It was something of a constant state for her these days, so much so that she had developed something of her own "patrol area".  The only real problem was that sometimes (or most of the time) she forgot where it was and just sort of walked and walked and walked until she found the right door.  The door was really the most important thing.

It was all about finding the right one and having the keys to open it.  Delirium had the keys to the City and when she couldn't find them, she simply made her own door.  Of course, she was always very good about closing them afterwards.

It wouldn't be polite to leave a door hanging open in someone's laundry room after all.

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[identity profile] spacetimeprime.livejournal.com 2010-03-21 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm," he agreed. Every single thing in the cosmos has a fixed life...had he not said those very words himself? However that life was...

Vector shook his head lightly, pulling himself back to the now. "How do you mean?"

[identity profile] spacetimeprime.livejournal.com 2010-03-24 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Aaah. He nodded. "I miss my form, yes. I am familiar with it changing itself from dimension to dimension, but never in to a configuration quite like this." Small. He'd had traces of organic in some, trans-organic really, but those were...brief memories. He'd died in a version of that, hadn't he.

Hm.

"Do you speak of Starscream?"