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Two days ago, Twenty Three: For the first few seconds, the three of them simply hung there in the void; falling, yet stationary; their minds forced open to the vastness of the world. It was hard to measure time like that. Hours? Days? The space of a breath? Hard to say. She was vaguely aware of her companions moving through the space beside her, the boss still crackling with electricity, the boy simply frightened. Had she been less distracted in that moment by the sheer length and bre
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Bonus Chapter: Small Worlds.
Rhythminthemind commented on Rhythminthemind's story chapter in Bonus Chapter: Small Worlds.
We'll see. 😛 -
Bonus Chapter: Small Worlds.
Rhythminthemind commented on Rhythminthemind's story chapter in Bonus Chapter: Small Worlds.
Yeah. I wanted to let people know, cuz this was a chapter where my original audience voted to find out what had happened to them after the battle. But I figured it might be hard to figure out without that context. "Great chapter by the way, this is a great story to read." Also, thank you. 🙂 -
Bonus Chapter: Small Worlds.
Rhythminthemind commented on Rhythminthemind's story chapter in Bonus Chapter: Small Worlds.
Before @drsawzall asks for a scorecard, these are the two other slaves that were present during Tsuru's raid when she made the haunted tree grove. Caleb managed to break them free after Leanne escaped. 😛 -
Bonus chapter: Small Worlds. Eleven years ago: Asset Eighteen awoke with a groan to the sound of his phone going off. For a second, he just lay there in bed, eyes closed, trying to pretend he was still asleep. There wasn’t a reason to get up. None at all. Who sent texts at Two in the morning? The bosses didn’t matter. Seventeen could wait. He let himself pretend that for a solid twenty seconds, before pulling his body upright. He rubbed bleariness from his eyes, propped his
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Heh. Hold onto that thought for a couple days. You might feel a bit validated on it now that arc six is starting up.
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I have no idea how baseball works. Sorry. 😛
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James: For the first few hours, James simply seethed. This kind of anger was a new experience for him; unfamiliar; a rage borne not only from indignation, but care. It caught him off guard; unprepared. It started small; inconsequential, really, just a note of frustration buried under a heaping mound of concern; the little voice inside his mind asking why Casper couldn’t have just told him. Then, when Father had gone, and James had been provided reassurance that his friend was still oka
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Good points, and good questions.
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Not sure what to say to that. 😛
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Casper: To call the silence that surrounded Casper awkward would have been the understatement of the month. Even the receptionist was staring; Tsuru was doing so with an intensity that bordered on hostility. For his part, Casper picked up his strawberry milk and drained it dry, before stepping up out of his uncomfortable excuse for a chair, and crossing the room to throw the empty carton in the bin. He returned to his chair. Everyone was still staring. “So,” Tsuru asked, her tone
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Interlude 5: Casper Sullivan
Rhythminthemind commented on Rhythminthemind's story chapter in Interlude 5: Casper Sullivan
@weinerdog "When Father finally arrived, he came without disguise." Okay, so, just to let you know. Father was in his natural form. That's how Tsuru recognized him. Also, yeah. He has healing powers. He's showed them off a couple times. And yeah. James and Tasha are going to flip. @centexhairysub and @weinerdog As for the price Casper has to pay. I don't want to give spoilers, but I am fully comfortable in making one particular promise: Father is never having sex with Casper. -
Manhattan Island, Four Twenty Seven AM: Of the many hospitals dotted across the eastern seaboard, there were few quite as storied, or as well regarded, as Mount Sinai. The place was huge, well equipped, and had doctors and nurses ready and waiting to handle whatever New York had to throw at them. But Hideyoshi Toranaga had a three inch hole in his gut. It was a small miracle that he had even lasted long enough for the emergency response team to see him to the surgery. As of this m
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Caleb: Caleb extinguished the flames around his arm with a groan. The limb was less than useless; the sensations echoing out of it too profound and varied to even be called pain; from the omni-present throbbing of the bones in his shattered shoulder, to the deep, half-numbed agony leaking from the hole in his wrist. He tried to move his fingers. Barely a twitch. He sighed. ‘That better not be permanent.’ He glanced over at the boughs currently clearing from his path, then set abo
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Caleb: The procession through the grove was a stilted one; Caleb making his way down passage after passage, his way lit only by the faint emerald glow still emanating from his arm; ever more aware of the omnipresent whispers in the mist. The ghosts weren’t really what unsettled him, though. He knew that they were, at least nominally, on his side. What bothered him was the quiet. Caleb wasn’t sure if it was a property of the mist, the trees, or some tertiary enchantment Tsuru had laid
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Caleb: When the fog cloud fell, it did so with remarkable speed. Caleb didn’t see it at first, he was busy moving at speed, perhaps a half a mile or so from the point of the extraction. He was running over building tops, half-giddy at how close the plan was to success, half from the sheer exhilaration of the power moving through him. He could feel the static in his skin, occasional sparks darting across his chest, arms and legs as he sprinted across the lower heights of the Manhattan skylin
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Indeedly so.
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Probably. 😛
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Yep. Very true.
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Tsuru: Tsuru was…heightened. There wasn’t really another word for it. Across the street, the boss was making her way towards the extraction site with an unhappy looking boy following in her wake; one of James’ friends. A ways to the left of that, Caleb’s partner was being led by her overseer in ferrying her catch towards the van where the other slaves both sat, their masters chatting casually against the side of it. She was aware of all of it. Every detail. The frustration etched
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Also, for anyone interested! I have more character playlists! Casper's Groovez, and Bex's Songz!
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"Is she evil or misguided or good?" Good question. Unfortunately, I cannot answer it at this time. 😛
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Accurate. 🙂
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Leanne: It was with no great joy that Leanne watched her opponent crumple, his form coalescing back into solid matter around her lightning coated hand, her fingers covered in a patina of quickly drying blood. She pulled her arm back, and looked him in the eye. The elemental took a moment to fall. He met her gaze, his expression determined, disconnected from the pain. He took a step back, and for a moment, she thought he might somehow keep his feet. He let out a guttural kind of growl,
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Heh. Jackie's gonna be pissed. She specifically asked him to NOT set her home on fire.
