[011 ☿] Silent Planet Mercury

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Unearthly quiet falls over everything. This place is empty and barren; nothing grows in its desolate grey soil. It's a void without atmosphere, but those who arrive here find themselves able breathe normally and withstand the incredible heat of planet Mercury's sun-turned side.

To the daughter of this planet, it's breathing the nostalgic air of thousands of years ago. Here, she is at her strongest and her best. She thrives in the sun that appears several times larger than it would on Earth, she basks in its intense rays despite the dark sky of space.

Without turning around, Mercury speaks with her eyes fixed on the sky. "Watch," she insists. She nods to where the sun travels towards its highest point - and stops for several long moments before beginning to unwind its arc backwards. It's a sight only seen here, and only now while it's been sped up enough to be observable.

Before she can say more, a second brightness flares so strongly that it almost overshadows anything else. Mercury suddenly lets out a pained whimper and shields her eyes from the holy light of Venus. She has that flesh-crawling feeling of a nightmare somehow.

(ooc: artist conceptions of Mercury sunrise. The effect described with the sun's path is due to Mercury's orbit and happens over the course of a Mercury day - about two months of our time.)

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[hisdreamsmyfate.livejournal.com]

When he opens his eyes, all he can see is stars.

Stars shining down, that he hadn't remembered seeing for quite some time. One arm instinctively reaches up, waving back and forth slowly above him, before he realizes he's no longer confined to a small, trapped area. And with this, he starts to stand, feeling the absence of various cords, IVs, and the breathing tank he'd started to forget he was wearing.

No. This was some sort of barren landscape, coveted by eternal night.

And he wasn't alone.

The sun moves, then moves back, also squinting at the bright light he hasn't seen in so long. Struggling against it, to adjust, he starts to walk forward. Boots thump against the dry dirt of the Planet, slower than what was usually possible for him. Was he that exhausted, or did this dream work in different physics?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

The Doctor remained quiet, eyebrows lifting and looking up at the sunrise. He had seen a Mercury sunrise of course, as well as a sunset, and a few eclipses as well (he'd argue that it was possible no matter what). He put his hands in the pockets of his green coat and said nothing. He hadn't seen Ami in some time, given the way their last conversation ended.

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

He opens his eyes disorientated, greeted by a barren desert and a sun too large. For a minute the vertigo hits, linger traces of a fever spiking and he wonders if they failed. If Meteor did impact those two years ago and this is all that's left of what his world had once been. It takes him a minute to shake the feeling off and it's not until a voice speaks that it fully falls away from him.

Ami...

Her back is to him and he takes that moment of privacy to focus himself, re-orientating himself in the present. Wherever the present is. The sun slips backward and threatens his grasp on reality in this place so far from the familiar. But at her sound of distress, his mind focuses and he jerks forward, good hand out to catch her if she stumbles, his own eyes liding against the painful light to filter it through his lashes. His voice stays low though, calm.

"What is that?"

[burnamotherdown.livejournal.com]

[Axel winces a little in the face of such a bright light, but he's a little surprised to hear Mercury- especially Mercury, of all people- whimper like she does. It wasn't that bad, was it?

He hesitates to reach out to her at first; Mercury doesn't seem like the touchy-feely type- but after a moment, concern wins out and he's turning to place one hand on her shoulder, while using the other to protect his eyes.]

You okay?

[curepotion.livejournal.com]

He would normally turn away from her, but now he stands from his spot to just barely brush the back of his hand with hers.

"You know what this is, don't you?" He says quietly as the brightness flares, his own eyes closed against the bright light almost enveloping everything. Like her, he's dressed in all blue, to reflect Mercury.