[While not well traveled, it's easy to anyone who has watched a lot of movies or paid attention during high school social studies to recognize the silhouettes of the buildings of the city as Caroline pushed open the door into the dusty streets. Russia. Probably Moscow, she guesses, if only because it's the only Russian city she can think of off the top of her head.
She doesn't have long to think about it further, though, as she feels something push her sharply from behind. Normally she'd be able to react, but instead, there's just darkess.
When she wakes up again, she's outside. It's a different place, she can tell that already, but it's hard to make anything out through the thick dust in the air. She coughs once, the taste of copper almost violent on her tongue and in her nose, and the wind whips hard enough that she doesn't hear something moving next to her until it's too late.
The stranger waking up beside her is already on their feet, dagger in hand and thrusting it toward her back, intent on sinking it into the soft spot just below her back ribs.]
The Sight of Lightning
[It doesn't seem strange at first, this sudden loneliness, accompanied by a need for company. Caroline has never been much of a loner, but in this place where she knows pretty much no one, it's hard not to feel more alone than she ever has in her life.
Wasn't it bad enough that she couldn't go home? That all her best friends had essentially left her, in one way or another? Now she was here, couldn't make more sound than a whisper, and no way to get back to Mystic Falls?
It was A Lot. She needed a hug, maybe several, and she felt that need like a hole in her chest.
She spends the majority of the day after the storm in the room she's acquired for herself or the main living area in house 10, or sometimes wandering around outside when the pull to find someone else is too strong.]
Choose Your Own Adventure
[Want to run into Caroline somewhere specific? Hit me with anything and I'll run with it. She could conceivably end up anywhere considering she needs to get her bearings.]
Caroline Forbes | The Vampire Diaries
[While not well traveled, it's easy to anyone who has watched a lot of movies or paid attention during high school social studies to recognize the silhouettes of the buildings of the city as Caroline pushed open the door into the dusty streets. Russia. Probably Moscow, she guesses, if only because it's the only Russian city she can think of off the top of her head.
She doesn't have long to think about it further, though, as she feels something push her sharply from behind. Normally she'd be able to react, but instead, there's just darkess.
When she wakes up again, she's outside. It's a different place, she can tell that already, but it's hard to make anything out through the thick dust in the air. She coughs once, the taste of copper almost violent on her tongue and in her nose, and the wind whips hard enough that she doesn't hear something moving next to her until it's too late.
The stranger waking up beside her is already on their feet, dagger in hand and thrusting it toward her back, intent on sinking it into the soft spot just below her back ribs.]
The Sight of Lightning
[It doesn't seem strange at first, this sudden loneliness, accompanied by a need for company. Caroline has never been much of a loner, but in this place where she knows pretty much no one, it's hard not to feel more alone than she ever has in her life.
Wasn't it bad enough that she couldn't go home? That all her best friends had essentially left her, in one way or another? Now she was here, couldn't make more sound than a whisper, and no way to get back to Mystic Falls?
It was A Lot. She needed a hug, maybe several, and she felt that need like a hole in her chest.
She spends the majority of the day after the storm in the room she's acquired for herself or the main living area in house 10, or sometimes wandering around outside when the pull to find someone else is too strong.]
Choose Your Own Adventure
[Want to run into Caroline somewhere specific? Hit me with anything and I'll run with it. She could conceivably end up anywhere considering she needs to get her bearings.]