Characters: Ace
Rating: U
Time Period: Modern
Location: Castle
Relative Date: Just after this log. (Pre Dinosaurs)
Status: Open

Ace sat back on her heels. The bike was worse off than she'd hoped, and so was she. Nothing was broken but she wasn't so sure about sprained, and she'd definitely pulled something in her back. She levered herself to her feet and shed the boiler suit, draping it across her bike before retrieving her rucksack and heading for the door. In her current state she was exceedingly grateful for the grav-assist feature of the rucksack.

She wanted a hot bath, a good night's sleep and a serious look at her technology. And food. The sandwiches seemed ages ago. She reminded herself to thank Sullivan on that point.

Ace made her way across the snowy ground toward the castle. No casual observer would notice the slight lopsidedness of her gait. She stopped on the deep front steps to knock the snow from her boots.

After a brief recce of the castle's interior, Ace had satisfied three of her four intentions claiming, at least for the night, a room with the somewhat nostalgic tag of Versailles. Deciding to leave the technology to the morning, as she figured it would take much longer to sort, Ace tended to her sprains and strains and quickly fell asleep.

Much to her puzzlement, but also satisfaction, her equipment seemed to have recallibrated itself over night. It still refused to tell her precicely where she was, but it did tell her she was slap in the middle of the temporal annomaly. She regarded the readouts with a raised eyebrow, 'Well, that could account for it.' It was no longer quite as imperative for her to fix the bike, though she did want it back in order in case she needed it.

Her thoughts drifted back to what Sullivan had said about the roads out being "dangerous" and cringed at the thought of what something powerful enough to knock her out of the time vortex could and would do to an ordinary vehicle. Definitely not trying that any time soon. Not until she figured out what was causing the time distortion and how to fix, deactivate, or counteract it. She'd seen enough of the night sky through her windows to know this was Earth... or, she amended with the wider knowledge of a time traveler, someplace with a very accurate star plan of a Northern Hemisphere Earth sky. And she was not about to let anything of this magnitude go unchecked on Earth.