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Post by Timithy of the Green Winds on Dec 2, 2003 0:10:37 GMT -5
Timithy looks around, smiling.
"Well, this is different. What a very strange person that was by the way. A friend of your's?"
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Post by Kaieka on Dec 2, 2003 0:11:41 GMT -5
"Not a friend of mine, I can assure you of that. Bassarov?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 2, 2003 0:13:09 GMT -5
"No..his name is Chesire...he works for REd Infinity. He seems to have a penchant for tricks and traps."
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Post by Timithy of the Green Winds on Dec 2, 2003 0:15:27 GMT -5
"Well, it was a trick and we are trapped. Any ideas on how we get... um..." He look into the nothingness, "How we get anywhere?"
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Post by Kaieka on Dec 2, 2003 0:15:35 GMT -5
I decide to turn into mist and try to find a way out again... but I am not able to transform. I try again, but to no avail. "I can't transform. Bassarov, try to summon your sickle. Can you do it?"
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Post by Timithy of the Green Winds on Dec 2, 2003 0:20:24 GMT -5
Timithy crosses his hand behind his head, smiling. "Looks like we're stuck. Maybe we should try and think our way out?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 2, 2003 0:21:01 GMT -5
Bassarov tries to summon his sickle in vain.
"He must have some sort of anti-magic field set up around here....he did mention that his job entailed the research of magic. I imagine he is quite proficient."
Bassarov walks a bit.
"It looks like we are stuck. I guess we can use this time to get to know each other, since we've a stranger in our midst. Timothy...that was you're name, am I right?"
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Post by Timithy of the Green Winds on Dec 2, 2003 0:42:12 GMT -5
"Sure is. Timithy... um... I guess I don't have a last name..."
Timithy leans back, leaning against the nothingness around them like a wall.
"This place isn't so bad. Kinda nice. Quiet at least."
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Post by Kaieka on Dec 2, 2003 0:44:06 GMT -5
I stare at him in disbelief. "Kind of nice? I'm sorry, but I can't see the point of view from which you are coming. I happen to loathe being kept in a mirrored maze against my will."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 2, 2003 0:45:31 GMT -5
"At least there aren't any monsters or attackers. We have that to be thankful for."
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Post by Kaieka on Dec 2, 2003 0:47:28 GMT -5
I cross my arms in defiance and slump down until I too am sitting against the mirrored surface. My clothing stinks of blood and sea water. "Yes, I am VERY thankful."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 2, 2003 0:49:52 GMT -5
"Yes, this situation is not ideal by any means. But look on the bright side, at least we are together, even if you do stink."
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Post by Timithy of the Green Winds on Dec 2, 2003 0:57:59 GMT -5
Timithy is silent for a while then stands.
"Well, I'm bored. Let's get out of here shall we?"
He stretches his arms and breaths out slowly focusing.
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Post by Kaieka on Dec 2, 2003 0:59:38 GMT -5
"What? Your powers aren't as useless as ours? And Bassarov, you would stink too, had you been through what I have just been."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 2, 2003 0:59:58 GMT -5
"Let's."
Bassarov gathers dark energy in his hands. The orb of darkness grows larger and larger. (we'll pretend that some of my oiwers work, since this maze sucks and Chesire isn't here to stop us)
He trusts it at the mirrored wall and it shatters.
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