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<blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 7211930" data-attributes="member: 6777052"><p><span style="color: #008080">Mirzak stirred, cocked his boggled and frenzied head to the left and........</span> <span style="color: blue">got unsteadily to his feet, helped by Albert on one side and Goatee on the other. His eyes were blank and unseeing but he seemed to take in something of his surroundings nevertheless. The storm howled. Mirzak came to a momentous decision; he grew larger somehow, and more dramatic. His hair crackled and Goatee recognised the snangle of arcane power coming to the boil. "Take cover!" he shouted and dived under the table.</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">Mirzak raised both hands jerkily and his jaw moved as if it were on strings like a puppet. Then, he drew a great breath and shouted out</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: blue"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #ff8000">۞⁂⁑⁎۩ !</span></span></p><p></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">Whatever the word meant, it was clearly very powerful for Mirzak somehow drew the storm into himself. It became a tempest that whirled around him tighter and tighter, its noise rising like a scream beyond human hearing, until suddenly there was calm. The storm had imploded, along with Mirzak. In his place was a potted geranium.</span></p><p> <span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Well, I never," said the ferry-woman as she picked herself up from the floor. "They do say that he was a sorcerer in his youth but repented and shut himself away in this tower until he could find a cure for it. Looks like he never did. I'm leaving. This place gives me the creeps. You can come with me or stay here. Up to you."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">Tasha glanced at Adeliva, who shrugged. She looked around at the others and they looked back. It was Tasha's decision. "Can you come back for us in a week?" she asked.</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Alright. But it's payment in advance."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Agreed. Pay the lady, Albert."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Why me?"</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Because you're the one who picked Mirzak's pockets when you helped him up, and we haven't got any local currency otherwise."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Didn't think you'd seen me."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Well I did. Pay up."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">After the ferry-woman had gone back downstairs, Tasha did a brief <em>Detach</em> and checked the geranium. It had no mind at all. Mirzak was completely gone. While she was "out" she also glanced at Adeliva, who was checking the geranium for greenfly, and noticed something about the way she tried to see into its future.</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Liv," began Tasha carefully, "You can see into the future a little, can't you?"</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"Yes, but it's not very useful. I can see what might happen but there are always lots of things that might happen and they all get muddled up together. It's like peeping through a keyhole. You can't see the whole room."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"You need to use all your eyes. Not just your third eye. Try shutting your ordinary eyes and blinking them open in your mind, the same way you do with your special one."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"I don't think I can do that but ... YeahWhatWow! It works! I can see ... all kind of things all spread out! Hey, this is amazing! How did you know to do that, Tasha?"</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"We can all see depth in space with two eyes. With three eyes you can see depth in time as well. It's a precious gift."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">Goatee looked at Tasha strangely. "Where did you read that?" he asked. "I've never heard you talk like that before."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"I've ... changed. I can ... see peoples' minds. Not <em>what</em> they are thinking, but <em>how</em> they think. How their minds work. Your mind is full of words. Albert's mind is full of pictures. Footnote's mind is full of rhythms. Everybody is different."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"That's awesome. And scary at the same time."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">"I think this is only the beginning for all of us, Goat."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue">At this moment Adeliva suddenly interrupted the conversation. "We're going upstairs," she said, "And we're going to find ..."</span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p><p><span style="color: blue"></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BoldItalic, post: 7211930, member: 6777052"] [COLOR=#008080]Mirzak stirred, cocked his boggled and frenzied head to the left and........[/COLOR] [COLOR=blue]got unsteadily to his feet, helped by Albert on one side and Goatee on the other. His eyes were blank and unseeing but he seemed to take in something of his surroundings nevertheless. The storm howled. Mirzak came to a momentous decision; he grew larger somehow, and more dramatic. His hair crackled and Goatee recognised the snangle of arcane power coming to the boil. "Take cover!" he shouted and dived under the table. Mirzak raised both hands jerkily and his jaw moved as if it were on strings like a puppet. Then, he drew a great breath and shouted out [CENTER][SIZE=5][COLOR=#ff8000]۞⁂⁑⁎۩ ![/COLOR][/SIZE][/CENTER] Whatever the word meant, it was clearly very powerful for Mirzak somehow drew the storm into himself. It became a tempest that whirled around him tighter and tighter, its noise rising like a scream beyond human hearing, until suddenly there was calm. The storm had imploded, along with Mirzak. In his place was a potted geranium. "Well, I never," said the ferry-woman as she picked herself up from the floor. "They do say that he was a sorcerer in his youth but repented and shut himself away in this tower until he could find a cure for it. Looks like he never did. I'm leaving. This place gives me the creeps. You can come with me or stay here. Up to you." Tasha glanced at Adeliva, who shrugged. She looked around at the others and they looked back. It was Tasha's decision. "Can you come back for us in a week?" she asked. "Alright. But it's payment in advance." "Agreed. Pay the lady, Albert." "Why me?" "Because you're the one who picked Mirzak's pockets when you helped him up, and we haven't got any local currency otherwise." "Didn't think you'd seen me." "Well I did. Pay up." After the ferry-woman had gone back downstairs, Tasha did a brief [I]Detach[/I] and checked the geranium. It had no mind at all. Mirzak was completely gone. While she was "out" she also glanced at Adeliva, who was checking the geranium for greenfly, and noticed something about the way she tried to see into its future. "Liv," began Tasha carefully, "You can see into the future a little, can't you?" "Yes, but it's not very useful. I can see what might happen but there are always lots of things that might happen and they all get muddled up together. It's like peeping through a keyhole. You can't see the whole room." "You need to use all your eyes. Not just your third eye. Try shutting your ordinary eyes and blinking them open in your mind, the same way you do with your special one." "I don't think I can do that but ... YeahWhatWow! It works! I can see ... all kind of things all spread out! Hey, this is amazing! How did you know to do that, Tasha?" "We can all see depth in space with two eyes. With three eyes you can see depth in time as well. It's a precious gift." Goatee looked at Tasha strangely. "Where did you read that?" he asked. "I've never heard you talk like that before." "I've ... changed. I can ... see peoples' minds. Not [I]what[/I] they are thinking, but [I]how[/I] they think. How their minds work. Your mind is full of words. Albert's mind is full of pictures. Footnote's mind is full of rhythms. Everybody is different." "That's awesome. And scary at the same time." "I think this is only the beginning for all of us, Goat." At this moment Adeliva suddenly interrupted the conversation. "We're going upstairs," she said, "And we're going to find ..." [/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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