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  1. I think I am here.
    It was. Thanks
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    Brillin stayed in his seat, watching as things unfolded. More people coming, suspicions arising. But just as a gang war was starting, why wouldn’t people seek shelter where they could find it? And this man, he too claimed to smell people’s emotions, as well as have a vision. Brillin sighed, some sort of group of deceivers, maybe? Perhaps scammers, but why would a scammer make such bold claims about a “dream”? Brillin shook his head. He was just waiting for them to speak about the “hidden 17th metal” that he’d have to pay the cheap price of $19.99 to find out about.
  3. I think I am here.
    The woman waved and scampered off to a man who had similar features to her. They split the pancake between them and left. *^* “Hey, Galvris,” Alask said, walking ahead as the crowd dissipated. He was smiling but was slightly tired, Shez had run too far away and Alask has had to walk the entire way back. “What brings you here? Are you here to join us?” The thought of bringing the good old days back excited Alask for a moment. He looked to Warden and Lena in the Forge, cooking something with new groceries and he immediately lit up. They’d cared, they’d bought things for the Forge! It felt so good knowing he wasn’t the only one trying to make things better, that they cared too. But trying to enter the Forge, Alask saw a teenage girl sleeping in front of the door. Alask felt a little hopeful that when the Forge was done, no one would have to sleep like that. He tried to gently move the girl to the side when he saw the face. It was the face of — what was her name? Adoda? She’d spread posters around, and Alask and Amon had visited her in the Tavern. What was she doing here? Alask tapped her on the shoulder quickly, trying to wake her up. @Silva @Sorana @Turtle373 @Vargo Seldon
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    Hey everyone! Hugs to all of you. Today’s been pretty bad for me, but there’s always tomorrow.
  5. I think I am here.
    Wes felt bloodlust. Yelling he began crushing ants on the sidewalk. They all would die.
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    Rob noticed Ben’s silence and turned to look at him. He looked tired. “Do you need stormlight, Ben?” Rob asked.
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    Rob shrugged. “Ask the women.”
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    Wes saw Seom scream and a purple haze surround her, Zan and Darkness. “Are you all okay?” Wes asked. “What’s wrong?”
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    “That’s crazy,” Brillin said, shaking his head. “Powers from another planet? That’s even more bizarre than having a Mistborn here.” He looked up to Aben. “What’s the proof?”
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    Rob saw the others wake up and go to their own tasks. Draug talked with Doc, Shana and Ben were on the couch together, and some had gone off away from the living room. “Prom is coming up,” Rob said. “I personally am not worried about fashion, but I heard you all wanted to shop before we went? You could do that now, there isn’t much more time until prom.”
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    Wilhelm nodded, ignoring the comment on how he looked scary because he knew it was true. Realisation dawned on him as he realised that yes, he was the only man in this group. And he was a recovering cannibal. Great, or as some of the high ranking people of his town would say, brilliant. “And then what happens when he sees me? Sure, you may all seem harmless, but me?” He shook his head.
  12. I think I am here.
    She... could talk to the Hunter Shade. “That’s amazing,” the woman said. “You should tell it to make autographs.” “And a pancake? Well, that would be nice...”
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    Internally, Alask saw that she was correct. Already, he could sense Shez’s hate diminishing, he wouldn’t to be in the middle of a crowd when the transformation happened. And she was right, they would love it if he waved at them. “What is a wave?” Shez asked him. “A greeting?” Yeah, Alask said. “Well, why are we greeting them if we are going to leave?” It’s also a goodbye, Alask said. You just raise your arm, and shake it. Shez nodded and looked at the people cheering. Uncertainly he raised his left arm high, and slowly shook it back and forth in a waving motion, the glowing red turning green. Some people laughed and waved back at the Shade. Shez just perched on all fours again, and like an animal sped incredibly quickly out of sight in an abandoned alleyway, where he transformed back to Alask. *^* “Miss?” Somebody asked Lena. They were neighbours from a building next to the Forge. They had also been cheering for Shez, and had seen Lena talk to the Shade though had not heard what she’d said. “Can you... talk to him?”
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    “The Farriers?” Brillin asked. He took out a small-sized notebook and quickly noted some stuff down, stuffing it back in his pocket. Part of the book-writing process meant he’d need to take notes. A Seeker, Slider, Soother and Writer in the middle of a gang war. It seemed like the setup to a bad joke. But still, it would make a nice chapter. Maybe two. “I would say to support the strongest gang,” he said. “It doesn’t seem wise to go against them. And the fact that both gangs might want you means you’re in a good position to negotiate.”
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    The Haunt laughed, the sound a deep rumbling as he glided and moved past city blocks. He thought he recognised some people in the crowd, but they had gone too quick for him to know. Besides, he had spied on almost all of the civilians at this point, he was bound to see some old faces. Some more people were choked by the fog making his body.
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    As Edahs ran away, somebody shouted “He’s gone!”. Soon, more people and those who had left had returned, cheering, but keeping their distance. Some woman was crying at the man Edahs had devoured, but the general consensus was that they were happy, that the Hunter Shade had scared off another enemy. Shez’s rage still boiled, but it was tempered with reason. For some reason, he knew Alask liked the civilians, he knew the woman with the food wasn’t an enemy, she had tried to help him, she was a friend? Shez was still angry, that anger clouding his judgement. Shez roared at the woman, moving close to her in a heartbeat, but not close enough the tendrils would wither her. “I want to kill her,” Shez said to Alask. “I’m so ANGRY! I WANT TO KILL THEM ALL!” They mean no harm, Alask said wearily, and briefly taking control he made Shez step back. “I know. I don’t understand, everything was simple, I hunted the rule breakers. But now, I’m smarter. How am I smarter? And now, there’s the woman, and I’m so mad I could kill her right now. But I know you don’t want her to die.” I would really prefer if she didn’t die, Alask said, his voice strained. Shez was unpredictable. Shez looked at the woman. She wasn’t a threat, but he felt so angry. But for the first time since his creation, he knew she didn’t have to die for him being angry, as much as he felt he had to. Just how he had killed those Alleyzon employees. Looking at Lena, Shez stilled, shaking his head. Food, he didn’t eat, Alask ate.
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    “Um, sir?” Wes asked, trying to keep up with Darkness’ running. So, Darkness was the leader now? Mike had left, ran away for a girl who was having a breakdown. “Where are exactly are we running to?”
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    The ‘thank you’ caught Brillin by surprise, and he nodded to Attayl. He didn’t really know how to respond, without sounding arrogant or dismissive. You’re welcome? No worries? He just let out a nervous laugh and nodded to her. “Of course.” He looked down. He was no hero. That masked man who’d started the whole fight, maybe he was. But Brillin was just a traveller, a writer, maybe he’d do something right now and then but a hero? No way. “I saw a man once,” he said quietly. “In Rashekin. He called himself the masked Mistborn. He would Lurch a coin towards him, and place it on a table. Then, do you know what he’d do? He’d Push the coin away. It was weak, but definitely Allomancy. Add to the fact no one could hear his Allomancy pulses, and people thought he could burn Copper, Iron and Steel. A true Mistborn.” Brillin took out a coin from his pocket, flipping it in the air. “On my travels, I made friends with him. He told me a secret: he wasn’t a Mistborn. Only a Lurcher. The reason Seekers couldn’t hear his pulses was because he wasn’t burning any other metals. So how did he push the coin? Well, he had this nifty little thing, he called it a ‘magnet’.” Brillin sighed at the end of the story. “I don’t think there’s a way to burn two metals, but there’s definitely a way to fake it.”
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    Rob remained in the dream world. He sank back in his chair and felt an odd sense of peace, even among the dead Radiants. It was just so silent here. Here, no one could bother him. No one could leave him, or ditch him. He sighed. The dead Radiants were an eerie sight. Would the others and him end up like that? He didn’t know. But there was only one way to find out, and that was to continue on, to endure another day. Rob sighed again. The prom was coming, that would be exciting. And his philosophy homework. Ah, but he still had debating. Not like he was going to win that anyway. Rob sat quietly, and finally he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was on the couch back in the real world. He was glad to be in the real world, but a part of him missed the ethereal quality of the dream. He should’ve been happier here, weren’t one of the Stoneward’s founding principals on being grounded? Wasn’t he allowed to dream? Regardless, he was back, and that was that. Standing up, Rob looked around at the other Radiants. “Is everyone okay?”
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    Brillin had followed, silent for most of the trip. He felt the initial soothing and was slightly bothered when it suddenly stopped. He sat down on a chair and shook his head when Nerin offered drinks. He didn’t ant to do anything else stupid tonight. “They don’t have a Mistborn,” he insisted. He hadn’t seen anything Lance had done, but apparently he’d used two Allomantic metals, however impossible that seemed. He shook his head again. “It has to be a trick. Some invention. So I would definitely say they have vast resources, but Mistborn? No.”
  21. I think I am here.
    I like the way you think
  22. I think I am here.
    The crystal cracked around Shez’s neck and Shez let go of the creature’s arm. Jumping back, Shez growled, staring at Edahs. The implication was clear: leave or be forced to leave. Alask would have preferred it to be the first option, Shez didn’t care.
  23. I think I am here.
    Brillin stared at where the criminals had run off to, his shoulders moving to their normal positons, his posture going back up to being straight, his scowl turning into a frown. And finally as the Soothing was stopped, he suddenly felt what any normal person would. Sudden disgust at himself, how he had acted. And, above all, nervousness. he was in an Octant in the midst of a gang war. He turned to Attayl and Nerin, his face back to normal. He sighed. "That was a new experience," he said steadily. He let out a chuckle, shaking his head and looking down. She had asked for him to dance with her the next time he came. Like he could find her, wherever she was, whichever gang she was in, and they'd greet each other like old friends. he just wanted to rusting out of here. "I'd love to, Attayl." He looked up to her sincerely. Because he did want to dance with her, among the music and doing the Waltz, but he hoped he wasn't the only one who realized once he left this city, he wouldn't be returning for a long while. "And it was a good idea to go the dancing hall," he looked back the way they'd came. Depot 9. "But what can you do?" he said, distant.
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    Brillin suddenly felt his emotions go blank and only a sharp sense of fear remained. He knew Soothing was coming, Nerin had mouthed it to him, but he hadn't expected such a burst of it. He saw the three men stagger and Brillin was suddenly scared, they would kill him, all three of them. he hunched further and looked to the three men. But, the thing was that the men would be scared too. So it was a matter of who could scare the other first. Clenching his fists and swallowing his fear, he yelled again. "So get lost!" He roared, the sound eerily close to something a wild animal would make.
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    Brillin cursed quietly as he saw the three men. No, not now, they had just escaped and now they had to deal with this. Quickly he removed his arm from Attayl, stepping only a little in front. There was no way they could fight these men. Brillin had no fighting skill, and he certainly didn't have that sort of personality. Maybe if it was another night, he would've emptied his pockets for these criminals, coins were worth less than his life, in the end. But there was one thing Brillin did have, regardless of whether he liked it or not. He had his looks. Sighing, he knew there was only one thing to do, despite how much he hated it. "Oi rustheads!" Brillin yelled, trying his best at a Roughs accent. He wasn't the best at accents, but the good thing about travelling was that he knew what each one sounded like. he hunched his back, relied on his clothing to hide his unimposing figure. He stepped a little closer so they could see his blue skin colour. he plastered a scowl on his face and curled his hands to a claw. "Find yer' own victims!" He looked back at Attayl and Nerin, letting his normal face show. He hated this, it only fed the stereotype, only made people think worse of him and his kind. "This lot is mine!""
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