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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 27, 2017 18:20:01 GMT -5
"I have no idea what he is talking about," Holly mouthed back to Myrnin. Possibly he lives in a town called Fantasy, she thought, turning her head to look at the young boy. Though what kind of town would have a name like that? At her thought, she turned her head back towards Myrnin. Myrnin nodded his head, agreeing with the fact he hadn't known what was being talked about. Once he saw Oliver moving away, he motioned after the other vampire and said, "Well, unless you have a better idea than following my grumpy coworker, then I suggest we try and find a way out of this tunnel." He looked at Holly, who didn't seem to talk much, and his mirror like eyes were wide as he waited for an answer.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 27, 2017 18:41:12 GMT -5
"South Am-what?" asked Lupin in complete confusion. Yeah, a lupin was a flower, he knew that, but it didn't grow anywhere other than the high mountains. The name was a little unusual for the region he was currently staying in, but that didn't mean it was an unusual name everywhere. He looked down at himself as Montague inspected him, wondering if something was wrong. He couldn't exactly say Motague's clothing was normal, that's for sure, so it seemed odd to be looked over like you were foreign or something. "Um, as far as I know, it's a tunnel system, but other than that, your guess is as good as mine." He didn't know about South America? He must be suffering from some kind of amnesia. How can one not know of a continent? "Lupin, I believe it time for us to rise and get a move on. Unless you're hiding something, it seems the best course of action right now." Lupin suddenly got the sense he'd said something wrong, but couldn't really pick up which part of what he said had caused this. "Um, yeah, sure." He wasn't sure about the 'hiding something' part either. Had this guy guessed anything about him being a fallen angel? But if he had, what had given it away? He waved a hand in the two directions they had a choice from. Each seemed as good a choice as another. "Which way?" he asked.
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Post by Sησω on Sept 27, 2017 18:53:31 GMT -5
Holly nodded in response to Myrnin's suggestion. "Yeah. Maybe then, I can find out what happened to the actual antique store," she stated, snorting as she said 'antique store'. She didn't know what her boss would do if she didn't show up for work without notifying him beforehand.
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Post by Samandriel on Sept 27, 2017 20:20:15 GMT -5
He didn't know about South America? He must be suffering from some kind of amnesia. How can one not know of a continent? "Lupin, I believe it time for us to rise and get a move on. Unless you're hiding something, it seems the best course of action right now." Lupin suddenly got the sense he'd said something wrong, but couldn't really pick up which part of what he said had caused this. "Um, yeah, sure." He wasn't sure about the 'hiding something' part either. Had this guy guessed anything about him being a fallen angel? But if he had, what had given it away? He waved a hand in the two directions they had a choice from. Each seemed as good a choice as another. "Which way?" he asked. "I see only one. This way." He held his hand high, spreading the fire's light within his hand as best he could. Lupin seemed a bundle of nerves about his words. He'd only been wondering if Lupin was hiding information about where they were- now he seemed to have a million secrets, and be worried about all of them.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 28, 2017 16:40:29 GMT -5
Holly nodded in response to Myrnin's suggestion. "Yeah. Maybe then, I can find out what happened to the actual antique store," she stated, snorting as she said 'antique store'. She didn't know what her boss would do if she didn't show up for work without notifying him beforehand. "Antique store?" asked Myrnin, titling his head. "What antique store?" He and Oliver had only ended up here because of a alleyway. That didn't mean that he understood that either, though... He ran one hand over the wall, which he could see easily, and felt at it, trying to see what sort of rock it was. The results weren't pleasing. "Based on this type of rock," he said, talking to Oliver. "We're pretty far down."
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 28, 2017 17:32:38 GMT -5
Lupin suddenly got the sense he'd said something wrong, but couldn't really pick up which part of what he said had caused this. "Um, yeah, sure." He wasn't sure about the 'hiding something' part either. Had this guy guessed anything about him being a fallen angel? But if he had, what had given it away? He waved a hand in the two directions they had a choice from. Each seemed as good a choice as another. "Which way?" he asked. "I see only one. This way." He held his hand high, spreading the fire's light within his hand as best he could. Lupin seemed a bundle of nerves about his words. He'd only been wondering if Lupin was hiding information about where they were- now he seemed to have a million secrets, and be worried about all of them. Lupin hunched his shoulders and followed as he had been told to. He looked at Montague, silent for a long second, before he finally asked, "How did you end up here?" He had been in the woods, walking, feet bare as they were now, and had been picking a couple of leaves off the bushes to keep his hands busy as he walked in the direction of the next town. He'd ducked around a tree, and suddenly he'd just been here. One hand played with the edge of his shirt, fidgeting with it as he often would whenever he didn't have anything else to do with his hands.
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Post by Sησω on Sept 28, 2017 17:48:08 GMT -5
Holly became ever more confused at Myrnin's response. Everyone here acts as if they hit their head against a rock, she thought. "The antique store in River Hill," Holly stated, tilting her head. "Isn't that how you ended up here?"
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Post by Sherk on Sept 29, 2017 10:37:15 GMT -5
Angus had been listening quietly, but pipped up now, "no, I had just gone down to the Voidfish's chambers to give it the vase I made at the Chug 'n' Squeeze, and then when I went into the elevator, I was here." It was incredibly weird, but not out of the realm of possibility. Maybe someone had cast a Gate spell? But why? There were no traitors in the B.o.B., not since Pringles had been imprisoned. Angus had snooped in everyone's stuff to make sure of it. And it was impossible for anyone who was not innocuoated to even look at the base without getting a headache.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 29, 2017 18:41:23 GMT -5
"Never heard of River Hill, much less an antique store there," Myrnin responded. He looked at Angus, eyes completely blank, before he said after a long pause, "Nor have I ever heard of any of that. Me and Oliver are from Morganville, Texas." "Yes," drawled Oliver under his breath. "Just tell them our whole life stories, now, wont you?" Myrnin, having keenly heard, said brightly, "Sure! Alright," an evil spark of mischief in his eyes. Oliver was by his side with a hand clamped over his mouth so fast, you'd have thought he'd teleported there. "Don't you dare," he hissed. Myrnin smiled around the hand...before biting it, hard. Oliver let go with a yelp and retreated, muttering something about childish fools.
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Post by Sησω on Oct 2, 2017 16:16:24 GMT -5
Holly tilted her head, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "I've never heard of Morganville," she stated, "And River Hill is in New Hampshire." It just didn't make sense - how could she have ended up in this place with two Texans? The tunnel itself was a mystery, though Holly had expected that the others had come from River Hill as well. Overall, she was starting to feel like it was no use to try to apply logic to this situation. Maybe all of this nonsense is just some crazy dream, the blonde-haired girl secretly hoped.
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Post by Sherk on Oct 2, 2017 17:25:14 GMT -5
Angus' face screwed up a moment. Texas? New Hampshire? He'd never heard of either of those. "I'm from Neverwinter," he offered unhelpfully, "though I've traveled all over the worl-waaaait a minute." He suddenly looked a little nervous as he realized something, "could you hear me when I said Voidfish?"
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Post by Sησω on Oct 2, 2017 19:11:58 GMT -5
"Neverwinter? Voidfish? Both of those terms are foreign to me," Holly commented, crossing her arms. Out of the group, the young child seemed to make the least sense. He kept coming up with strange terms, such as Fantasy McDonalds. Holly was half convinced that he had lost his mind.
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Post by Sherk on Oct 2, 2017 19:46:07 GMT -5
"Oh no," Angus ran a hand through his hair anxiously, "the Voidfish's magic isn't working." He glanced up at Holly and narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "you're not undead, are you?" The citizens of the Astral Plane were immune to the Voidfish's magic. Or potentially natives of other planes were immune to it as well? Ahhh, Angus hated not knowing.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Oct 3, 2017 0:12:34 GMT -5
"Well, that isn't too surprising," noted Myrnin. "Morganville is a small town. TPU is the only reason anyone knows about it." TPU was Texas Prairie University, the school that brought the only sort of outsiders into the vampire town. Oliver blinked at the question from Angus. "Yes?" he said with some hesitation. "Why?" And he didn't look to pleased about the answer. The gray-haired vampire caught Myrnin's swift glance in his direction and his head shifted in the most imperceptive shake. They were not to tell these two that they were undead. Why unnerve the human food source? (At least that was how Oliver thought of it. Myrnin just didn't want to scare them, never mind the 'food source' part.)
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Post by Sησω on Oct 3, 2017 16:28:09 GMT -5
Holly turned her head to look towards Myrnin as he spoke. She then turned her gaze back towards Angus as he asked a question. At Oliver's response, she struggled not to laugh. Undead? How could any of us be undead? She herself didn't give an answer. Instead, she just stayed silent.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Oct 23, 2017 19:30:07 GMT -5
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Nov 22, 2017 12:19:34 GMT -5
(Bump)
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