A Slice of the Multiverse

After her "normal" bout of afternoon sickness, Deona decides on a little trip. Her husband's out at the Marina, so she leaves a small note saying that she was traversing somewhere and that she would be back. When she goes to the traversing room, the untethered soul went to the LC long enough to leave word. She pictures exactly what a particular place looks like in her mind...and makes sure to add alternate to that mentally.

When the moderate wind dies down, she opens her eyes...and finds herself in the driveway that leads up to the mansion, the headquarters of the organization she had been involved with before...the Foundation for Law and Government, or FLAG.

Deona had to mentally keep from shifting to coporeal form...this was one trip that she didn't want others to see her.

"FLAG headquarters," she says softly, "Almost a year ago, everything began here..."

As she slowly walked the path, her mind had taken her back in time, by almost a year.

She had been wearing a nice, somewhat formal blouse and skirt, walking slowly up the driveway. She had also been very nervous. After all, Jennifer Knight had wanted her to not be hired, due to having high-function Autism...but a few members of the board had shot her down. She didn't know then, but one of them was Devon.

( When she got this nervous, there was a way to calm herself...even if it seemed silly. )