[It had been dismissed in the beginning, as other things here had been, like the lingering pain that remains within her body when others touch her. Yet the drumming had not departed. If anything, it had grown stronger and stronger... Until she had found it. Padmé had not been familiar with anything by the name. Even just looking at it had caused her heart to quicken. Something... Something about it had called to her.
The residence is sparsely furnished, a work in progress, and the game had stood out like a sore thumb. She had passed by it a few times, the temptation growing each time, until she had fallen for it's spell. It is a game, after all, and what harm could come from a game? The prick had barely been registered upon the tip of her finger when she had touched the piece, rolling the dice and moving.
She kicks herself now for that as she kneels upon the ground. An unfamiliar place, not at all where she had been moments before, and Padmé finds herself surrounded by jungle. She seeks to still her breathing, to listen, to try to figure out where it is that she has found herself now. The whisper of wind through leaves and the squawks of birds reach her and she slowly rises, glancing side to side. Where...? Yet it is the snap of something that darts her eyes to the side, and Padmé bends, finding a piece of wood, waiting as her heart pounds within her chest.]
PROMPT 1: JUNGLE LEVEL : CLOSED ( Ariadne and Sabé)
The residence is sparsely furnished, a work in progress, and the game had stood out like a sore thumb. She had passed by it a few times, the temptation growing each time, until she had fallen for it's spell. It is a game, after all, and what harm could come from a game? The prick had barely been registered upon the tip of her finger when she had touched the piece, rolling the dice and moving.
She kicks herself now for that as she kneels upon the ground. An unfamiliar place, not at all where she had been moments before, and Padmé finds herself surrounded by jungle. She seeks to still her breathing, to listen, to try to figure out where it is that she has found herself now. The whisper of wind through leaves and the squawks of birds reach her and she slowly rises, glancing side to side. Where...? Yet it is the snap of something that darts her eyes to the side, and Padmé bends, finding a piece of wood, waiting as her heart pounds within her chest.]