Sea of Skirts

The Society
was quiet- for once. As quiet as a neighbor of Bethnal Green could be, anyways.
The setting sun cast a golden hue over the oddly decorated interiors, met by
the smell of game and chemicals and the gentle whir of engineering genius. As
peaceful as it was, however, cheers began to rise into the smoggy air outside
and the sound of footsteps against cobblestones echoed throughout the halls,
masking the machinery in a wall of thunderous sound. Almost in an instant, the
windows darkened, as if the sun had been blotted out of the sky.
The Society was peaceful no more.
Hyde
without a Jekyll: *Not-Allison was out
on the steps of the society watching the world go by and letting her mind drift
off in search of answers. As the sky grew dark she looked up. She knew London
enjoyed the gloomy weather and thunderstorms that often appeared but this storm
seemed different maybe even sinister. She hug her knees and huddled on the
steps waiting for whatever was about to befall the society.*
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  ( Hen
jogs past her, slipping his coat on as he bounds down the steps. He pauses
halfway. ) Hey, what are you doing out here?
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  Watching the
world...*she looks up at the sky.* ...It seems to be moody today.
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  You
noticed that too. ( He looks to the distance. ) Usually when this happens,
someone is being shaken down for an experiment gone wrong. I suspect that the
mob is quite large this time.
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  *She
bolts up to a standing position.* That's not good at all! We need to find and
defuse that mob fast before someone gets hurt!
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  That's
precisely what I was thinking. I've got a Landau waiting, come along!
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  *Not-Allison
runs after Hen as they race towards the source of the darken sky.* By the way
what's a Landeu?
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  ( He
stops abruptly in front of a small black carriage. Attached is a single horse.
) This is.
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  Oh.
*She stares at the carriage wide eyed.*
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  ( He
opens the door. ) After you?
Hyde
without a Jekyll: Thank you! *She
climbs into the Landeu.*
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  (
With a click and a flick of the reins, the carriage totters down the
cobblestone streets. Through the windows, faces brighten and the crowd erupts
into cheers as they pass. Hen's eyebrows furrow, muttering under his breath. )
... what the devil?
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  *The
girl peers out the window at the cheering crowd.*
...T-This doesn't seem right...
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  You're
telling...me
( The crowd takes them to a magnificent arena adorned with red, yellow, green,
and blue flags. The streets are lined with carriages. Scores of people surround
the entrance, excitedly chattering amongst themselves. )
Either someone important is being hanged or this isn't what we thought it was.
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  *She
watches the flags and cheering crowds go by.* It's almost like a celebration!
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  You
think? ( He guides the horse over to a vacant place on the street. ) Should we
investigate?
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  *The
girl continues to press her face against the window.* I don't think they're
going to burn us at the stake, so I don't see any reason not to!
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  Right!
then let's go! ( Hen leads the horses into a stable and exits the landau. He
walks over to her side and opens the door. ) After you?
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  Thank
you! *She jumps our of the landau.*
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  ( Hen
leads her into the building, where an entire orchestra is perched on its
magnificent stage, illuminated by elegant gas lamps. A host of dancers swirl
and writhe to their music, the sound filling the great hall. The audience
gathers round, eagerly devouring the display. )
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  *She
stares mesmerized by the dancers and the whispers to Hen.* Is this one of those
theater productions or Operas or dances?
Dr. Jekyll II ( Mother Hen ):  ( He
mutters back ) must be ( The music suddenly changes, taking a tribal sort of
tone. The ballerinas disappear in a sea of brightly colored skirts. )
Hyde
without a Jekyll:  
*She continues to watch wide eyed.* I've never seen one of these
before...they're so pretty.
== Obtained From ==
A Festival of Strength
Category:Side Story
Category:Character Side Stories
Category:Normality
Category:Festival of Strength