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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 6968938" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p>"Excuse me...I'm sorry."</p><p></p><p>The man in front of her that she'd bumped into, a barrel-chested, hirsute brute who could have been a dockworker but for the fineness of his clothes, looked back at her and snarled angrily, then resumed pushing forward as the crowd was dispersing. A merchant marine, most likely...still surly from the news. Arcata herself felt like she was just starting to choke from a pressure around her throat that was slowly but inexorably closing off her air. Tower be damned, if the city was locked down how was she going to get out?</p><p></p><p>There were only prayers left, and The Maker had not been kind so far. Lucien was reputedly a man of some resourcefulness and not <em>entirely</em> above the board. He might know some secret way. If not, she could possibly go over the wall somehow.</p><p></p><p><em>Somehow? Don't lie to yourself. You know exactly how.</em></p><p></p><p>She stopped and leaned against the stucco wall of a tailor's shop on the Square as her heart beat quicker and she felt a feeling of tightness begin expanding from her belly outward. As if her skin was the skin of a balloon that a carnival barker was inflating. At times like this, it almost felt as if her curse was a thing separate from her; having desires of its own. Wanting to be used. Wanting to be freed. Scanning her thoughts and desires for an excuse to burst out into the world.</p><p></p><p>The 'sages' of the Guild Arcane had, for all their betrayal in the end, taught her useful things though. </p><p></p><p><em>White paper. White paper. White paper.</em></p><p></p><p>It was hard to think of <em>nothing.</em> The mind rebelled from it, having never encountered it. But a blank sheet of white, covering everything...that could be imagined. It was as close to nothing as could easily be grasped, and it was enough.</p><p></p><p>The pressure receded, the genie sulked back into its bottle, and Arcata opened her eyes and risked a breath of air.</p><p></p><p>She had to find Lucien. Had to find a way out of here. The Guild Arcane did not seem to have spies on the streets who might recognize her face...but even a breath of forbidden magic would bring them flocking to the spot faster than she could run. And she wasn't sure how long she could hold out. </p><p></p><p>There, under the sign of an anchor hung with seaweed with a mermaid seated in the hook of it. A tavern for sailors, almost certainly. If he wasn't there, then they might know where to find him.</p><p></p><p>It never even occurred to Arcata just how out of place someone like her would be in a place like that.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 6968938, member: 4936"] "Excuse me...I'm sorry." The man in front of her that she'd bumped into, a barrel-chested, hirsute brute who could have been a dockworker but for the fineness of his clothes, looked back at her and snarled angrily, then resumed pushing forward as the crowd was dispersing. A merchant marine, most likely...still surly from the news. Arcata herself felt like she was just starting to choke from a pressure around her throat that was slowly but inexorably closing off her air. Tower be damned, if the city was locked down how was she going to get out? There were only prayers left, and The Maker had not been kind so far. Lucien was reputedly a man of some resourcefulness and not [i]entirely[/i] above the board. He might know some secret way. If not, she could possibly go over the wall somehow. [i]Somehow? Don't lie to yourself. You know exactly how.[/i] She stopped and leaned against the stucco wall of a tailor's shop on the Square as her heart beat quicker and she felt a feeling of tightness begin expanding from her belly outward. As if her skin was the skin of a balloon that a carnival barker was inflating. At times like this, it almost felt as if her curse was a thing separate from her; having desires of its own. Wanting to be used. Wanting to be freed. Scanning her thoughts and desires for an excuse to burst out into the world. The 'sages' of the Guild Arcane had, for all their betrayal in the end, taught her useful things though. [i]White paper. White paper. White paper.[/i] It was hard to think of [i]nothing.[/i] The mind rebelled from it, having never encountered it. But a blank sheet of white, covering everything...that could be imagined. It was as close to nothing as could easily be grasped, and it was enough. The pressure receded, the genie sulked back into its bottle, and Arcata opened her eyes and risked a breath of air. She had to find Lucien. Had to find a way out of here. The Guild Arcane did not seem to have spies on the streets who might recognize her face...but even a breath of forbidden magic would bring them flocking to the spot faster than she could run. And she wasn't sure how long she could hold out. There, under the sign of an anchor hung with seaweed with a mermaid seated in the hook of it. A tavern for sailors, almost certainly. If he wasn't there, then they might know where to find him. It never even occurred to Arcata just how out of place someone like her would be in a place like that. [/QUOTE]
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