05-02-2016, 03:22 AM
(05-02-2016, 02:39 AM)Umbra Wrote:(05-02-2016, 02:24 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: Zeurei looked behind him, whoever it had been didn't follow him, thankfully. He looked at the guards who stared at him, he'd just bolted out of an alleyway after all. He nervously waved at them, unable to keep straight-faced as his fake smile twitched. He just turned and bolted off now though wincing.
Great. Wonderful way to not draw attention to yourself. Idiot...
A period of running later, he'd hid in his usual alleys, near store-fronts where the shadows hung the deepest. He hadn't really studied the prospects of magick recently, and it left him somewhat giddy despite the day's failings. As he checked around the block, the guards around here were occupied or on standard patrol. No searching going on, nothing exciting, and so he sat down alone. Pulling open his satchel, he pulled out one of the small shards, pulling it from it's baggy and feeling the, odd sensation touching his skin.
He held it up in front of his face, noting the perfect cut he'd managed for it. One could question with what he'd cut it, but it was a question that wouldn't be answered. As his eyes lit up with a soft blue glow.
Focusing his sight on the gem, his eyes seemed to crackle, almost with an electrical energy, and he winced. Covering his face with a scream as he stood up. It had been a little... No, a LOT more high pitched than he'd expected his scream to be, but that didn't matter much. It was too much, it was like a solid piece of headache he had held in his hand His head throbbed. "WHAT IS IT?!" He'd screamed aloud following his rapid motion to his feet, causing the other shards to fly up and pepper across the ground all about.
He opened his eyes and blinked, nothing, he blinked again. It wasn't that dark was it? He blinked again, trying to make sure his eyes were open. Gasping, he grasped about wildly before stepping on a shard and slipping. Landing with another shard in his palm as he lifted his hand, turned over, brushing the shards away as he just sat there. He'd never been in a bind like this before... For the first time, possibly ever, he hoped the guards HAD heard him. "Is, this what being blind is like?" He'd asked himself.
One guard head him, thankfully. "What's going-" They look around and see the shards scattered everywhere and Zeurei.
"...Holy shit. Are you okay, there?"
(05-02-2016, 02:38 AM)Comito Wrote: Gregor smiled and waved to Wurg when she appeared.
"So... where did those things come from, and who was that guy with them? Do either of you know?"
"Those creatures are usually called Shadow Imps. They usually don't attack unless threatened, and they're more of a nuisance than anything. They like to steal stuff, hence the 'imp' bit. Something was off about them, though... They didn't look right. As for the other, reverse-palette me, well... That's a bit more complicated. I think Wurg might understand it a bit better."
"...No offense. We, uh. Had these weird dreams that are linked somehow."
Wurg blinked. "...The dreams? What about them?"
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