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heyfreemagic2015-09-05 04:46 pm
goddamngrenades) wrote in heyfreemagic2015-09-05 04:46 pm
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All in all you're just another brick in the wall [ Open ]
[ So this is new. He may or may not have had a mini hysterical breakdown in the room where he woke up but- he suits up and tries to get it together. The first time he stretches his mind out for D and finds him gone, even though he knew it wasn't gonna work, he twitches hard against a spike of panic and-
is-
Somewhere else?
This is also new. this is terrifying in it's newness. He goes from a stark, clinical room to the top of a building-
There's a fountain. It's very pretty. He's VERY FREAKED OUT. Another stumbling step and he's
There's a fountain. It's very pretty. He's VERY FREAKED OUT. Another stumbling step and he's
Not there-
anymore he's somewhere else. A library? WHAT THE FUCK? WHERE THE HELL IS HE? Someone's there.
He sees someone there and he reaches out for an answer, for a solution for any fucking thing at all and-
He sees someone there and he reaches out for an answer, for a solution for any fucking thing at all and-
isn't there anymore. He's in a bedroom.
Then a school.
Then an abandoned lot.
Then he's there, RIGHT THERE, all tan armor and crackling voice over the radio, scared and startled and unable to fucking understand what the HELL IS GOING ON and he catches a hold of someone. Anyone. Whoever's closest. Clings and shakes them and says- ]
You're gonna give me some sane answers right the fuck now-
[ But he's gone.
He's gone and he's taken whoever he's grabbed with him and this time? This time he's wiped. This time he STOPS.
Mostly because he's stuck with his arm half in and half out of a wall, forced to stand while his HUD and the healing
unit blare angry noises at him about pressure and potential crush injury if he moves the wrong way. Caught like a
fish he lets go of whoever and scrabbles, trying to dig his arm out. ]
Mostly because he's stuck with his arm half in and half out of a wall, forced to stand while his HUD and the healing
unit blare angry noises at him about pressure and potential crush injury if he moves the wrong way. Caught like a
fish he lets go of whoever and scrabbles, trying to dig his arm out. ]
Oh god oh god oh shit oh god someone get me OUT OF HERE!
[ ooc: York is porting himself all around Freesia due to not knowing how his magic works! YAY! If you want him to port into your character's room, bedroom, bathroom, place of employ, whichever just toss them up and assume he's popped up there. If you want your character to have been grabbed by him and stuck in the middle of nowhere with his arm stuck in a wall, go for it! ]
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As Daniel's talking there's a sound like metal on tile as a rather small robotic centaur wanders in, spares a glace at York and decides it can't be bothered, walking up a metal table leg to it's surface and starting to reorganize the tools that Daniel had shifted about.]
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[ He gives his arm another yank and swears, stuck fast and only really straining his socket at this rate. If he pulls to hard he's gonna dislocate his shoulder. Damnit. ]
Sure. Visualize myself somewhere else. Gee. Why didn't I think of that? How do you think this happened?!
[ The rest of the pending rant stutters to a stop at the apperance of a
tiny. Robot. Centaur. ]
...how many drugs am I on right now?
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Hey Cam, what's the status on the delivery we're expecting? [Cam doesn't look up from their sorting, but they do speak. their voice is surprisingly deep for such a tiny being] They have yet to arrive, considering our location, they should be here in half an hour or so.
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five feet away. No longer in the wall. Yay. ]