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Channelknight Fadran

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  1. "No, no." Cricket blinked and met the guard's eyes again. "I'm just thinking about how perfect you would be."
  2. "Decently." Cricket's thoughts were definitely elsewhere. "I take it the Emperor's Coven has been searching for Jergunstaink?"
  3. "Interesting." Cricket's mind seemed a little off at the moment. "So you're considered to be powerful?"
  4. It wasn't that she could detect the others - lights, at this point, she couldn't detect anything. Khaos was little more than a blob in a fuzzy, weak sphere of vision; his blades of blood were tiny whiffs of acrid metallicism; his scathing words never even reached her ears. Elya's blood continued to seep outwards, now sticking her clothes tight her body. With every movement they slid up and down, clinging and grinding against her skin, eerie, warm, and wet. It dripped onto the floor, leaving trails of droplets. It tore breath from her lungs and dashed it away: a heinous act of undoing. For every five breaths she took, four were lost forever. She forced her movements ever onward, driving away sluggishness and aching; and as a result, she could barely see. She couldn't hear. She couldn't feel. Nothing but the throb at her chest, begging her to stop and fall and scream and die. It wasn't her senses that told her that her friends were still alive. It wasn't logic or reason or any other kind of... thing. Just a thought. Believing in someone else.
  5. "Bless you," Enshao replied. He was joking, of course.
  6. "Seventeen," Cricket replied. "I graduated Hexside two years ago."
  7. "Call him whatever. He's your prisoner now."
  8. Am gonna be dumping info on each realm and their peoples and such. Ivinan - the Ivari
  9. The water here was a lot more... dejected. It wasn't the murkiness that bothered her; the stillness, even less so. It was how it barely sloshed about the barge's hull, waving one direction to the next. There wasn't any splatter of foam or mist in their wake. It was like something was holding the river down, pulling it to the earth and grasping it tight. Cherry opened her eyes, blinking out some little dusty bits that had worked their way inside during the meditation. The connection to the water faltered, though didn't fade completely. She kept her mind and heart open to the river.
  10. "Oh dear," Enshao said.
  11. One down...

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    one to go

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    2. Thaidakar the Ghostblood

      Thaidakar the Ghostblood

      true, true. if we got the big guy on the shard truly would be the hottest place on the block.

    3. Channelknight Fadran

      Channelknight Fadran

      kay, but...

      the last time someone claimed they were friends with God Himself, they got shot a bunch of times.

    4. Going_North_cal

      Going_North_cal

      when was that???

  12. "Gardavie Alan, but never goes by his last name."
  13. "I do." She proffered her wrist. "Oracle Coven."
  14. "He was never much for intelligent conversations in the first place."
  15. Amongst other things, it is the Anniversary of the Fall of Fascism and Freedom Day.

    Which I hope is supposed to be interpreted as the fall of fascism and rise of freedom


    but the lack of qualifiers leaves much to be interpreted

  16. She'd been in here a number of times, actually, turning in various criminals. Maybe half her entire net worth had been given to her inside this very building. "Nice place," Cricket said.
  17. Cricket followed obediently, soaring off just behind Suv.
  18. She sat across her own staff. "Cricket."
  19. "He's a prick," Cricket replied, "and wasn't happy with our failed attempts at capturing Sia Jergunstaink." A couple people gasped at the name, their heads swiveling to face the wanted poster on the Greg's List board.
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