[Rosekitten]

Going over a few notes on the sheet he was handed to the last minute changes to the play he sighed a little. He was waiting for a certain sign in the lights to let him know that he was due on soon. But instead of getting the sign that he wanted the lighting in the area surrounding the small shrine he had ended up near seemed to flicker a little. The play was being hosted outside so he just figured the wind or something, hardly paying it much mind at all.

Shaking his head that he was just seeing things he let out another heavy sigh before kneeling before the stone statue and muttering a few words under his breath. Mostly asking for some luck to not mess this up. He had been preparing for a while for this part, in order to avoid wearing a damned wig he had even bothered to grow out his hair just long enough to pull it back into a pony tail. The only thing he didn't do was go with the idea of contacts, the lead of the play begged him to do it... but contacts never did agree with him and he wasn't about to try to get up on stage and deal with them.

He was about to get up and leave where he was having noticed that it was nearly time for him to go play his little role when a storm seemed to rip through the sky just over head. It was a freak storm and it seemed almost abnormal as he winced a little from the biting wind and sudden crack overhead. About that time he went to turn around to see if they were still going on with the play. But upon doing so all he could do was stand there and blink at what he was looking at.

Taking his glasses off for a moment he glared at them before putting them back on. "what... uh.. " He glanced back at the shire he was still near, the only thing that looked off about it was the stone seemed less weathered. Maybe he was just seeing things sure he had been in a small grove.. though that grove looked like it was more of a full fledged forest now. He shook his head a little and went about to walking in the direction of where the play should have been. Though now that would just be a small clearing in the tree. "I'm just over thinking it ... stressed myself out is all." He muttered under his breath, to admit it he was a bit concerned.

What had happened even? That storm was gone just as quickly as it had appeared, things seemed different now and here he was in a forest walking around in the colors and dress of the army that opposed the rebels. Not that his first thoughts were of when he was... Oh no he had no idea what he was about to walk right into, all of his books on history he adored so much were about to be proven wrong and why the rebel force won was about to be explained.