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<blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 6413757" data-attributes="member: 4441"><p>Duncan runs for where Xaion had disappeared, trying to find if the fold in space was still there. But the air here is just air, time here is just time, and there is no sight or sound or scent of Xaion.</p><p></p><p>By the way, the grass in this small area is growing backwards very slowly.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>As Ohm Eleven picks up the sphere, for a moment his hands are small, chubby baby's hands, clutching at it tightly in the manner of a child. Between blinks, his hands then look like knobby, arthritic claws spotted with age and covered with parchment-like skin. And then his hands look normal again as Ohm runs for the city gates.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Seregal has Ohm blow right past him, and in Ohm's haste, he triggers something buried in the ground. There's a faint grumble, a small vibration, no more of a warning then that. And suddenly, under their feet, a slender bridge-like structure arises, spires of glittering golden crystal rising up in a pattern, strands of silk-like cable strung between them.</p><p></p><p> Very abruptly, Ohm and Seregal find themselves clinging to cables dangling sixty feet above the ground, a strand in either hand and one under their feet. They feel warm, almost sticky, and seem to pulse under your hand with electricity.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Echo touches the ribbon of light, and hears the chatter of a thousand voices, the moan of a thousand screams, the chant of a thousand tongues, and then it's pulling away from her, pulling, pulling, pulling, trying to pull her away, pull her in, pull all she has from her, because the experiment demands it, because it must complete its cycle, because it must be done, because more power is needed and here it is, here you are, you are to become part of it, join it, give everything to it...</p><p></p><p>[sblock=OOC]Intellect defense roll, DT 4 please.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Duncan speak to Echo, but she seems preoccupied with the energy ribbon she's touching. It's very lovely. It's very compelling...</p><p></p><p>Out of the corner of his eye, Duncan sees the chronal feeder reappear from the air some hundred feet away. It tosses a humanoid figure away from it, who rolls and comes up, hands raised to guard its body from harm, as you've seen Xaion do. Then the feeder charges again, and both wink out as they collide.</p><p></p><p>Duncan is immediately reminded of a tame seskii hound he saw once, with its owner, a little boy who would throw dried kresh-mantis legs for it to fetch over and over again.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Isida Kep'Tukari, post: 6413757, member: 4441"] Duncan runs for where Xaion had disappeared, trying to find if the fold in space was still there. But the air here is just air, time here is just time, and there is no sight or sound or scent of Xaion. By the way, the grass in this small area is growing backwards very slowly. As Ohm Eleven picks up the sphere, for a moment his hands are small, chubby baby's hands, clutching at it tightly in the manner of a child. Between blinks, his hands then look like knobby, arthritic claws spotted with age and covered with parchment-like skin. And then his hands look normal again as Ohm runs for the city gates. Seregal has Ohm blow right past him, and in Ohm's haste, he triggers something buried in the ground. There's a faint grumble, a small vibration, no more of a warning then that. And suddenly, under their feet, a slender bridge-like structure arises, spires of glittering golden crystal rising up in a pattern, strands of silk-like cable strung between them. Very abruptly, Ohm and Seregal find themselves clinging to cables dangling sixty feet above the ground, a strand in either hand and one under their feet. They feel warm, almost sticky, and seem to pulse under your hand with electricity. Echo touches the ribbon of light, and hears the chatter of a thousand voices, the moan of a thousand screams, the chant of a thousand tongues, and then it's pulling away from her, pulling, pulling, pulling, trying to pull her away, pull her in, pull all she has from her, because the experiment demands it, because it must complete its cycle, because it must be done, because more power is needed and here it is, here you are, you are to become part of it, join it, give everything to it... [sblock=OOC]Intellect defense roll, DT 4 please.[/sblock] Duncan speak to Echo, but she seems preoccupied with the energy ribbon she's touching. It's very lovely. It's very compelling... Out of the corner of his eye, Duncan sees the chronal feeder reappear from the air some hundred feet away. It tosses a humanoid figure away from it, who rolls and comes up, hands raised to guard its body from harm, as you've seen Xaion do. Then the feeder charges again, and both wink out as they collide. Duncan is immediately reminded of a tame seskii hound he saw once, with its owner, a little boy who would throw dried kresh-mantis legs for it to fetch over and over again. [/QUOTE]
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