The Gods Hate Us

[deadestdai]

Pabsit looks down the street once more, noting the dust had settled, leaving no trace of any passings.

Well, if we'rrre stuck herrre anyhow, with high-ups wanting us dead, we might as well meet what they've sent head-on, eh!? He thought to himself. He stepped back and tugged on Baril's trouser leg.

What do you say to stalking whateverrr that was? I'd rrrather find "it" beforrre "it" finds us.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Taking the acid from Baril, Ruslan removes the odd pendant from his belt pouch.*

"If you are capable of understanding me, then you know what this acid could do to your pretty surface. If not, you get melted anyway. Call off the rock, or I shall destroy you," Ruslan says calmly to the pendant, holding the flask of acid above it.

 

[Zerth]

Baril says nothing, but just smiles wickedly, when Pabsit suggests hunting down the "intruder". It can only mean, that he agrees with the grippli.

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Even before Ruslan stopped speaking, a noise could be heard. It was a low hum at first, but grew to a more annoying sound that wasn't comparable to anything they'd heard before. It almost felt like it should hurt, but the sound just remained a constant annoyance. As it grew, though, Ruslan did notice a glow coming from the pendant. There was, however, no other noticeable reaction.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"I warned you," Rulsan says evenly. Placing the pendant on the ground, he unstops the flask of acid and pours several drops on the surface.

 

[Zerth]

As the pendat began to emit a bizarre sound, Baril instinctively covered his ears. He looks at Ruslan, when the sound has died. "What in the Abyss was that? You knew that was a scrying device? Destroy it already!" the gypsy yells in irritation.

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

The acid drops easily ate through the pendant, melting small holes that grew outwards slightly from each drop. The glow faded, and the sound stopped. But as this happened, the air itself also seemed to freeze. Moving did not provide that usual air against your face, instead just a stale nothing.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"I was curious if I could bend it to our purpose, but now it's destroyed," Ruslan says acidly.

 

[deadestdai]

Pabist spits on the floor, a great glob of spittle mingling with the dirt.

It's gone. The end. He shivered a little with the chill and looked once more to where he saw the movement. I'd hate to be herrre for "yourrr guests" to meet us. It's just, that I think we arrre so underrr-drrressed. He chuckles a sarrrcastic chuckle. Can we please do something at least a little prrroductive and see what is coming afterrr us?

 

[Zerth]

"Let's at least move somewhere else inside this wretched place. Standing here clueless makes us easy targets for whatever out there that's hunting us," Baril said, looking content after the strange item was destroyed. Deep inside he was feeling uncertain; he was used to being the hunter, not the hunted.