Re: Unfimiliar Similarities (CourageWielder, bj, Selah, and Wolfen)
“Yes, sorry ma’am.” The first guard spoke, as he embarrassingly went back and held the gate open as if letting some invisible force make its way through; which fit accordingly to Julia’s mind. The second guard, the cyan eyed man glanced back and fourth from the gate to Julia, and as he noticed her expression lighten he shook his hand and soon enough the three of them continued on their established path which lead them directly to the front door.
The two doors were dark orchid, but quickly losing its last coat of paint which revealed wood that would remind you of nothing less than an old man’s face, his skin wedged together from age, that showed no expression. Two brass knobs protruded from the center that wouldn’t move even if you oiled them.
The first guard found this out when he went to grasp the knob and accomplished nothing, “We can’t get through this way, ma’am.”
“No, we can’t.” Julia spoke gently, she always seemed to have that tone stuck in her throat, regardless of what she was expressing, “But there are people inside that can let us in.”
The two guards exchanged nervous glances, despite the reputation that Julia had for saying eerie things in the most uncanny of situations. The house was big, and planted in the near-dead country side, which was the perfect painting for anyone wanting to snag an undisturbed night’s sleep, or a refuge from something they’ve been trying to escape. Julia looked up and down the windows, panels, and doors and her eyes ended the search when she met the chocolate brown eyes of a familiar feathered friend, Duck, “What do you think, Duck?”
“It’s hard to say, Miss.” Duck spoke as gently as his owner, “But, I am afraid to say that both companies are aware of your arrival.”
“And why would you think that so?” Julia questioned, her eyes back to scrutinizing the house, “They can’t happen to read minds, can they?”
“Well, no Miss.” The duck answered, “However, it could be that you arrived, rather noisily in a big flying contraption, that I’m sure reverberated its piercing sound waves in –at least- a five hundred meter radius.”
Julia took a moment to answer, “Both companies, you say?”
“Yes.”
Julia turned around, and gave both of her guards’ brief gazes, “Excuse me good sirs, but I would like it if the both of you circled the house, looking for any possible entry way, and when you do, please report back to me.”