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 Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2016 1:40 pm
((Le Genya, Andi, and Kraz episode continues)) Kraz Carlton had had enough. "I knew it!" he declared triumphantly as Andromeda literally did what he predicted: she admitted that the clothes were from the mysterious strange makeup place of Waterloo! Designer clothes? Whatever did that mean? Perhaps, designer clothes from Waterloo was a seemingly codeword for enchanted clothes created by witches! Alas, Genya and Andi's ramblings didn't quite help. Le Kraz once again thought he was hearing spell words. How else could the crybaby suddenly stop? Then the other young man begin rambling too. "Gag them! How dare you try to bring a thunderstorm upon us?!" But Genya was completely distracted now by his and Andi's thoughts. "That is completely possible! We may have experienced the first ever time travel phenomenon! But how do we document it and reproduce this wonderful occurr----" Too bad, Genya's mouth got covered at that point. "MRMFFFWEKRJSF""The two of you are going into a magic warded cell until we have time to deal with you...unless.... you are working for the jester, in which case, I demand that you, in your moral consciences, shall tell us the whereabouts of this evil jester!"Genya looked at Kraz blankly, and then started crying again.... The town that they were in was something like this and contained a mix of stone and wooden buildings. This town was much bigger than Alphie's town.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 8:31 pm
"But-" Cora hesitated for half a second before running for the trunk. Trusting Myra to defend them, she sheaved her sword and opened the trunk. There wasn't much in there; Myra's new makeup, and the bag of emergency supplies. The bag had typical stuff in it like a first aid kit, food and water, and a stash of extra clothes. Cora suspected this counted as an emergency. She stuffed the makeup in the emergency bag and returned to Myra.
The elder grabbed her and said one of the many incredulous things that Cora heard that day. Fly. Yeah. They were going to fly. Cora was going to need a month just to process this single night. But she nodded, letting Myra take them wherever the hell she thought was safe.
Flying was a lurching, shaky business. Or at least it was when vines were holding you down. "M-myra…" Cora's arms tightened around Myra. If she was going to wake up from all this, now would be a good time.
And then there was a burst of fire and a fox came running onto the field. Her tail was alight and she threw the flames at the vines. "Best get going Myra. They are on your tail now." The fox said with Meia's voice. The two demons seemed to understand that Earth was no longer going to be safe for Cora. A pity, after so many years of peace.
Cora clung to Myra, feeling the heat of the flames but surprisingly not being burnt. She felt rather then saw the moment the flames ate away the vines, and Myra's wings were able to carry them upwards. "Myra can we just go home? Please?" Cora begged softly. Even as the charm of Myra's necklace was already beginning to glow.
~~~
Traveling through dimensions is much like traveling through the tunnel in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. It was loud, like thousands of bees vying for your attention. Lights and images flashed in front of Cora's eyes. Things that really should never have been possible. Aside from all that, it was darkness and the sensation of falling for a lifetime.
Cora landed, tumbling and dizzy, on soft grass. She sat up slowly as the spinning subsided and the lights of that place in between faded from her vision. Instead she saw sunlight, and felt a cool breeze on her skin. And…there was something else. That strange feeling you get when you return somewhere you've been before. Not quite déjà vu, not quite nostalgia, but just the sense of being somewhere you belonged.
It took her a moment to realize that yes, it was sunny. It was night in that field with the car and the attackers. Moving to her knees, Cora felt the reassuring weight of her sword on her hip and…thank the stars there was Myra. "Myra are you okay? Myra! It…we….where's the car gone?"
~~~
Back in the field...
Meia watched, her tail swinging merrily as the mage burned to a nice slow crisp. No one picked on her frenemies without her permission! Well that and orders and such. She sat back on her haunches and licked her paws. "Okay, beam me up Will." She murmured to the darkness. She watched the fire a little longer, sniffed around the car, waiting for Will to teleport her back. And then, nothing. "You have GOT to be kidding me?!" Did that tyrant of a devil seriously expect her to walk back? Well...just for that she was going to put another burn mark in his table.
Tail held high, Meia "hmphed" and began the trek home.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 11:33 am
The vines were dragging her down, and while Myra could hear Cora begging to go home, she didn’t have the heart to tell her yet that they were really going to Cora’s home. The smell of flames alighted, and Myra burst free of the vines with the help of that Meia fox that she had only hours ago tangled with at Will’s mansion. And then they were gone… with no witty comeback from Myra to Meia…
Like Cora, Myra didn’t much very enjoy traveling through dimensions like this. Although she had more experience with traveling between dimensions, most other times, travel had been more convenient thanks to someone in the party having a portal skill or an instant teleportation ability. This silly amulet clearly had probably been crafted by an idiot who didn’t care about comfort or…. Wait, did she procure this charm from Bastion so many years ago? No wonder he had let it go. He had punked her, didn’t he? That good for nothing baldy griffin. For those that could fly, the sensation of endless tumbling without being able to use wings to change the trajectory was a bit irking.
It all ended with a loud thunk as Myra crashed into the ground face down, leaving a slight indent for absolutely no explanation other than the charm hating her. The succubus would have no more of that charm. It was now useless anyway as it could only be used once. ”….ugh….”Bam! As if to add more injury to insult, the travel bag that Cora had grabbed from their car had come loose from Cora and decided to make its epic return by crash landing on top of Myra’s head. May Will curse you, Bastion."Myra are you okay? Myra! It…we….where's the car gone?" Myra moved her head up off the dirt and grass and then pulled herself off the ground. ”Cora!” They had made it. Ah, Cora had her sword …and…wait, where was Myra’s sword?
A ringing sound came from above. ”Oh, no… “ Myra tackled Cora and they both rolled a little, just in time as Myra’s claymore planted itself into the ground where they had before. It was bad luck, but Myra was just going to blame Bastion. She seethed slightly at the thought of the man again. Surely, he had been the start of this. All because Cora had drawn him!
Now that things had maybe finally calmed down, and they had their stuff, Myra could answer Cora’s concern. ” We left the car behind, Cora.”The busty blonde sighed. ”We aren’t on Earth anymore.”Oh, dear. How was she supposed to explain this to Cora? Myra embraced Cora and patted. ”This is home for you. It’s a long story, but I’m not sure where exactly we are right now. We’ll have to find the nearest town to know for sure.” The succubus had not seen the wooden houses in the distance beyond some trees because she hadn’t been facing that way. ~~~ Alphonso’s house was on the edge of the village, close enough to where Myra and Cora had landed that he had heard the thunk and crash through his open window. More importantly, what concerned him was that unmistakable sound of metal singing through the air. Was it an ambush? The smart thing to do would be to stay inside, but what silliness was that to an assassin who was used to sneaking around in the shadows? He quietly closed his window and then headed toward the sounds he had heard. ((Bahaha Cora spotting sneaking Alphie would be funny. Alphie fail. The alternative was them hearing some really bad singing from Dais.))
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