#trjstart

Okay. This place was the worst. How he got here honestly was a blur. Barry had traveled to different time periods and even different universes before, but this was completely different. It smelled weird. As he glanced around, he noticed someone near by trip. Watching in slow motion, they were going to fall into the street, and Barry didn’t even think twice before catching them in a blink of an eye. “Wow are you okay? That was close.” He said with a chuckle, hoping they hadn’t noticed how fast he got there to pull them out of the street.

“I feel as if not even a pint of whisky can calm my nerves right now. This place too small,” Sirius whines, looking down at his pint of whisky he’d gotten from a pub which certainly wasn’t hitting the spot like those in Hogsmeade had. 

There it was, a rarity to see Jace Lightwood seeking help. Independent, as people would state, Jace hardly sought out the answers from others. He enjoyed the challenge, the way in which it made his mind twist and turn. Somehow he managed to last these many years without help, somehow. “--Excuse me!” His voice rose slightly, almost as if hoping it would catch the strangers attention. “Can I ask you a question?”

“What in the name of...” she didn’t continue but she didn’t have to. The car that speed up next to her just splashed an enormous amount of water at her from the pond-like puddle. She angrily bit her lip to prevent herself to curse some really bad words. A loud sigh escaped her mouth as she looked down at herself, her clothes were all wet. “I’m sorry do you happen to have a towel... or something?” she asked from a stranger who was just appeared at her sight.

There’s    a   look    of     vexation   lingering    over   poised   features   ,   book   in   hand    with   brows    snapped   into  a   firm  arch    .    This   whole situation   has   her  boggled   ,    and     definitely   not in   a  good   way   .   Breath    seeps   past   her   lips  as   she   flickers     her    head   towards   other   occupying   the   room   .       “     excuse me  ,   i don’t mean to interrupt  but  i  seem   to   be   incredibly  lost   -------    do   you   happen   to   know   where    it   is    we   are     ?    “

“I just think this town is much nicer than Paris... But cold, but I could get used to this,” she spoke mainly to herself but within an earshot of the person close by. Turning to them, she tilted her head slightly to the side. “Know where to find a café ‘round here?”

In his years serving the Jedi Order, Anakin Skywalker had seen and experienced a great many bizarre and strange things; things that had, at the time, seemed beyond explanation. His training had taught him that most of these things could be explained through meditating upon them and using The Force as his guide. After his turn to the Dark Side, and his transformation into Darth Vader, he had become one of those bizarre and strange things; truly terrifying to the most imaginable degree. The event that had just transpired however, was perhaps the most bizarre thing he had seen or experienced yet. One moment, a messenger had barged into Vader’s private quarters and interrupted his solemn reflection, an interruption that had caused the messenger to be on the receiving end of Vader’s favorite method of inflicting pain; using The Force to cut off his oxygen supply. Vader likely would have continued this assault, were it not for the fact that the messenger managed to choke out that he was there to inform Vader that The Emperor had demanded his presence immediately. After releasing the messenger from his telekinetic grip, Vader had opened the door to his chambers and stepped through it, intent on answering The Emperors summons, only to find that as he took that step, he was all of sudden, in a brand new, and completely unfamiliar place. As powerful as The Force was, Vader had never seen it transport a person to another place before. As he stood in the midst of this unfamiliar place, he glanced around looking for any signs of something he even vaguely recognized, before noticing another person walking by. “You there. I demand you tell me what system this is immediately!” He commanded to them.

This was the first step, she thought. The first step to a new life. It seemed almost strange to her, that one morning she awoken and instantly those dreams of a different time flooded away . She wasn’t quite sure what it had been, but somehow she knew this town was hers and that what she saw in those dreams wasn’t a vivid memory, but a silly fantasy she wished to believe was true. Maybe it was a strange nightmare, where the world wanted to haunt her with a life she could not have. Judy told herself it would never work, it was silly, that was all a child’s dream. “There is something about this town that I adore. It is safe,” she muttered out loud.