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 Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:11 pm
Emma shivered, slightly scared from how Anatoly was acting. Emma didn't care for men when they were shouting and yelling angrily, especially when they made sudden movements when they were. Let's just say Emma had an unfortunate experience with a former lover.
Getting up from her seat, she followed the two boys to the entrance, trailing far behind as to not get in their way to anger them both even more then they already were.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:11 pm
Blaine walked, not saying a word, to the passage.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:14 pm
Anna, undoubtedly, followed.
Once they were inside, the door they had come through slammed, leaving them in total darkness. They had no idea what direction to go in.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:16 pm
Anatoly groaned. "Anyone have a light Mysticker on them? I got a single burnt-out ice, that's not gonna do jack-s**t in here."
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:19 pm
Blaine looked around, worried for a moment, but then realized, Hey! I have a mysticker that makes light!. He reached into his pocket for his mysticker.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:19 pm
((Ice 1 actually recharges, but I don't suppose Anatoly would know that...))
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:22 pm
((That fast? Like, it would already have a substantial charge again? I figured actively burning it out would harm its ability to recharge somewhat.))
Anatoly began trying to identify the nature of the passage by feel, gingerly pressing his bare hands to the ground and trying to find the walls. He knew adjusting eyes would mean nothing in total darkness. He paused for a moment.
"Wait, duh." He pulled his cell phone out and used it to illuminate the passage weakly. "Anyone need help finding an effective light source?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:26 pm
((well, not like, a full charge. He could cool a drink to 40 degrees for about 10 minutes.... xp ))
Before Blaine could find his Mysticker, there was an evil chuckle from the darkness. "Ahh, I see I have more victims," said a wavering, malicious voice. "Can you fight me...in the dark?"
Anatoly was hit by something, a rock perhaps, from the depths of the darkness.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:26 pm
"Hold on, I'm looking for it." Blaine assured, Weird, it's not in here... he thought, Maybe the other pocket... he began to search through his other pocket. Blaine heard a voice in the darkness and someone getting hit, "s**t." he said, searching more frantically.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:34 pm
Suddenly, Anna was hit from behind. She fell to the ground, dropping her notebook, which was the only indication she had been hit. She didn't cry out; she couldn't.
The hits were coming harder and faster now. The voice was also advancing as it taunted them. It was still unclear how or from where he was attacking.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:41 pm
Blaine found the mysticker. Without taking time to think it through, he slammed it onto his fist, the closest thing to him and activated it, closing his eyes tightly as he did. There was a sudden flash of light, illuminating the area. Blaine opened his eyes and saw the assailant, and threw a punch for his face with the fist that had the mysticker on it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:53 pm
Their assailant was revealed: he was a thin, balding little man with wispy white hair. On his right temple was a Light 2 Mysticker. The answer became instantly obvious to everyone: he was channeling its power into his eyes, enabling him to see. Of course, this was likely having untold consequences on his brain and eyes, but it was pretty obvious that he was beyond unstable.
He stumbled back from Blaine, clutching his now-broken nose. He gurgled an incoherent remark, then reached up to grab his Mysticker off his face. Blaine's light was blinding him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:55 pm
Emma, not knowing what to do, held her wakeboard out in front of her defensively, figuring that a whack on the head with her fifty pound board would do the trick.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:57 pm
Emma, unfortunately, was also semi-blinded by Blaine's sudden bright light. Not to the extent of the old man, who had been using a makeshift Night Vision Goggle set, but enough so that she couldn't risk attacking without hurting Blaine.
((sorry Aphro. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:58 pm
Blaine saw what the man was trying to do and lunged at him, grasping for his arm so he couldn't remove the sticker.
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