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 Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 3:06 pm
((* gonk flail* I was making generalizations. I did no meen tu akkuze evverbuddy! ))
"I think he's okay. He seems to be breathing and has a pulse." Basti flashed a smile at the youngster's worried expression. "Although, so do lawyers."
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 3:41 pm
((Noise...I was more talking to Kuro's post that said Angela was joining in with Cheeva when she was actually agreeing with Zen instead. So I was more just worried about misunderstanding posts so no worries. *nod nod*)
When Enrion abruptly fell over again, Angela sighed and went over to him. She assumed it was the poison at work again.
"Even with the antidote, he probably shouldn't have begun moving around so soon," she said as she knelt beside him and placed a hand on his brow. She abruptly froze, her eyes going wide and blank.
Wh--what the hell are these voices? She couldn't see anything, couldn't feel anything. There was an overwhelming spicy smell. Like cinnamon and damp earth but mixed with it were other smells, vague and all similar. She realized she was in his mind somehow but she couldn't pull away. She began to panic when suddenly she felt a force hone in on her. "LEAVE!" It shouted. LEAVE NOW!"
Angela was abruptly back in reality. Des had realized something was wrong and had pulled her away from Enrion, breaking the contact with his mind. She was now somewhat crumpled into his arms and they were sitting a few feet from Enrion. She drew a shaky breath and placed her hands on her head. There was a dull, throbbing pain behind both eyes. She was very nearly convinced her brain was about to explode from her eye sockets.
"Today is just really not my day," she said.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 5:38 am
Cheeva watched them rush to the messenger's side - and, predictably, the Midget had some sort of episode. She sighed, huffing a strand her out of her eye. Could these people do nothing right?
At least Zen had some fair ideas. She quirked an eyebrow at him. "I never said I particularly cared about morality either. Simply making conversation. And I know how these immortals work. All they can see is what they want, and be damned what happens to their pawns. As to "kicking thier asses" as you put it, I'd rather the "shine to satiate my greed" as our charming friend here said."
Cheeva chewed her pipe slowly. A few hundred ropes of beads. That would buy shoes for the horses, better weapons for the children - and some better lessons than those that half-soused loon Laklas gave them. Good inns, food, healing supplies for Rye...
She crouchedforward, digging in a pouch on her boot. It didn't take a genius to realise she wouldn't be paid if the man died. Not until they made some form of binding contract, at least. Then a quick knife to the throat and -
"Here," she bobbed a nod at the bird-shifter as she squeezed in beside him. "This should work." She opened his mouth and dropped a ball of reinwort roots into Enrion's mouth. "Must have had a reaction to the posion. It happens. Sometimes it can be quite amusing."
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 4:39 pm
"How can you say it's amusing to watch someone suffer?" Des asked angrily.
"I don't think it was the poison," Angela interrupted, trying to avoid an argument that her head could not handle at the moment. "When I touched his head, for a moment, I accidentally established a mental link. I could sense the presence of his mind but also, there was a chorus of other voices, other thoughts." She rubbed her forehead and sighed. "They were the same ones we heard coming from the sky earlier. I think the Grey Twelve or whatever they are, are communicating with him.
"Whatever is going on, they were definitely rather displeased to see me."
She glanced at Des. "Thanks for pulling me away," she said tiredly. "I couldn't break the link myself."
Des frowned and then. She looked like she was in pain so he opted out of teasing her this time. She was very strange and he still wasn't sure exactly what she was. But for now, she was the only one among them remotely his kin so he would have to look out for her. "Don't mention it," he said, lightly jabbing her arm. "Just be careful with those powers of yours."
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 4:53 pm
That little episode Angela just had caused him to back away from both her and the messenger slowly. He was getting too used to all this chaos for his own good. Inutai managed a smile at Des as he pulled her away, though what Angela said afterward, he couldn't particularly comprehend. Before he could stop himself, Inutai found himself blurting out, "What just happened?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 10:40 pm
"Ooh, goody." Basti rolled his eyes and stood to go back to his seat. "Just what we need. A messenger with a dangerous mental link to a bunch of bumbling idiots." Basti wanted nothing better than to get out of here, but the best he could do at the moment would be to fly away, and he somehow doubted that he'd be allowed to leave.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 11:37 pm
"Hmm, but maybe this can be advantageous... if they're in his head, we can talk to them.... perhaps?" Zen smirked, preparing to give 12 parrots a nice headache. He looked to Angela for her opinion on the idea.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 11:47 pm
"You can try if you like but guessing by the headache they gave me for intruding on accident, I rather get they feeling they're not in the mood for party crashers. We should probably just leave them be and try to get some rest." She buried her head in her hands, realizing there was no way she was going to be able to lay down with her head hurting this much, much less actually go to sleep. She groaned softly, wishing her head would just explode and be done with it.
"Anyone know any good bedtime stories?" Des asked with a bright smile.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 12:06 am
"I know a few." Zen said, Looking at Angela stress. He cool feel some discomfort ooze into her psychic aura around her.
"Would you like some help?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 12:09 am
"Which are you offering?" she asked. "To make the headache go away or to shoot me and put me out of my misery?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 12:34 am
Cheeva shrugged at Des. "I had a terrible upbringing?" she chuckled slightly and stood. "And," she looked at Angela. "If it wasn't the poison, well the ball won't hurt...maybe. Hopefully he hasn't been taking anything else. Can't make a comment on your little mental links - tehr than the "shot' option would be the more amusing for me, at the moment. Want something to help you sleep?" the woman grinned slightly.
She stooped and took Inutai by the arm and led him back to Toshi. "Come on, Dog-Boy, back to your friend. Don't worry about that lot, they tried to tip-toe into someone else's mind and got their proverbial knuckles rapped for their impertinence."
Cheeva ganced down and looked at the boy's confused face. She siged. "Oh for the love of - Angela touched the man. His mind and hers got linked like...like...like you and Toshi. But the man was also linked to someone else. And they didn't like Angela being there, so they hurt her to make her go away. Now do you understand?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 12:56 am
Inutai's ears twitched slightly, then he nodded happily. Finally, someone was kind enough to explain things to him! He smiled up at her and gave her a slight hug before pulling away and drawing closer to Toshi. "Thanks a bunch!" he told her, tail wagging happily. He then stopped and watched her curiously. "Can you, maybe, explain some other things for me?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 8:04 am
Cheeva was slightly perplexed by the hug. She looked back at the group gathered around the good-for-nothing messenger, then back at the man and the boy before her. She pulled some pipe-weed out of a pouch and tamped it into the bowl of the pipe.
"Sure why not," she said, flicking a tiny flame to her finger and lighting the pipe. She took a couple short puffs to get it going before settling next to Toshi, patting his arm to warn him where she'd moved to. "Though you arrived in this fae-forsaken place before me; you probably know more of what's going on than I do."
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:32 pm
Inutai smiled at this and went to sit in Toshi's lap as Cheeva sat next to him. "It's nothing like that. . . . I mean, all we have to do is kill things, right? That's not what I'm confused about, though. That Des-person. . . He said something about hair color. . . What's color supposed to be?"
Toshi shook his head at this and shifted slightly. "You should not ask such difficult questions you do not need the answers to," he told him, patting the boy on the head.
"But--"
"That's enough. You would not be able to understand it unless you were able to see it," Toshi said. "Since you cannot see it, there is no point in explaining it."
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 6:54 pm
Zen used the link they'd made earlier to take some of the pain from Angela into himself. He didn't tell her that, figuring she'd object.
"Better?" He looked over, not really doing anything else other than staring at everyone else around the fire.
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