Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia It was a little weird when Healer Poppy suddenly appeared and tried to take control of the play by getting them all onstage, even though it wasn't time. There was an order to this, yeah? They couldn't just all rush onto the stage. But maybe the Healer was just really excited, like they all were? Maybe...
Ivy gave Misa a quick hug and smile, and then it was time to finish getting ready. A few final touches, then getting hooked up to the flying rig, and Ivy took her place, moving herself into the Peter Pan mindset and waiting for her cue.
Only she really was starting to feel a bit sick, her insides twisting and turning. Okay, maybe she was more nervous than she realized...
But even a few shaky deep breaths didn't help. Her heart was racing. Her hands were trembling.
Something was wrong. But what? Looking around, nothing appeared off, and yet she couldn't shake the feeling. But her cue was coming up and she needed to... She needed...
She needed to get out of here.
She tugged on the line she was hooked up to. If she couldn't free herself from it, she couldn't get away from...from whatever bad thing that was going to happen. That was the confusing part, this sudden fear with no clear source, but it was becoming clear that she might not be the only one feeling distressed. Phoebe had missed a line and-
Oh no, Lisa!
Ivy wanted to check on her, and she also wanted to run, and she also was fumbling with this line, her shaky hands unable to firmly hold onto anything. Why was it so hard to-
WHOA.
Maybe it was a strange fluke of magic or just the way she had yanked on the line, but suddenly Ivy was hoisted high into the air with a yelp, arms flailing.
This was bad this was bad this was bad!!!!
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