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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strider_Koln" data-source="post: 6047176" data-attributes="member: 78265">Koln thanks God under his breath that the shotgun blast wasn't immediately followed with a pained scream and fleshy "Thud." He uses his Heightened Senses to make sense of the chaos around him, and manipulate his ability to see auras to get a sense of where everyone is.[sblock] The lights all flicker and converge as the smoke lifts and fills the ceiling. It isn't long before Father Koln only sees colors, and the individual forms of those around him completely fade away. The fleshy vessels all dissipate, leaving only everyone's life-lights apparent. The touch, sight, taste... oh God the Taste... sound, and smell all overlap, like water-colours leaking through the paper of reality itself, and getting all over the dirty dirty table underneath. Got a little bit of red on my sleeve. What Koln now Sees is a caucaphony of sensory overload, that coil and constrict around his limbs, envelop his face, and violently beat him nearly unconscious until he finds himself in a gray abyss.Perhaps "abyss" is the wrong word for it. When you think of an "abyss" you think of a void and ironically, when the abyss thinks about you, it Sees the exact same thing. But in this case, the void that Koln finds himself in has "matter"... there's ground, sky, trees, and even snow. However it is all behind a thin veil of gray, completely robbed of all texture, color, and other sensory adjectives. Try closing your eyes and rubbing... there ya go. It's like that... do it Harder next time.Not taking the time to think it odd that his footprints lack the satisfyingly audible "Crunch" that they should in such thick snow, the priest hurries to the horizon. "I am looking for Her....I WILL have her back.""Funny, it is He that has been seeking you. Or have you forgotten?"Koln ignores the warning, and reaches out for her arm... [/sblock]Snatching Meredith's wrist tightly, Koln struggles to look for the nearest way out of the room.</blockquote>

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