(--Chapter 6: an awkward arrival--)
(--Remora/Raziel--)
Remora felt a jolt from somewhere behind her navel as everything she saw blurred and twisted into little vortex whorls, just enough to inspire extreme nausea in the hardest of stomachs. She might have hurled, but she couldn't remember. She struggled to get off the ground, cursing Sparks and the enforcers. Yelping at the jolt her surroundings took, she fell back to the ground.
Things were getting really weird now. The room had stopped spinning, but instead of the deserted wasteland near the Enforcer bocks, she was in a field of snow, little green lights dancing in the air. Where the hell was she? Struggling to her feet, she looked around. A gigantic gate was over to her left, with really big locks on the door as if no one wanted anyone going in or out. Beyond that was what looked to be one of those really big castles. You know, like the ones they showed you in history class. Turning around, her jaw fell open.
There were seven of them, like a too-many fingered ivory hand reaching for the sky. Gigantic white pillars, each with a different-colored band around head height. Looking down, she realized she was standing on what looked to be a slab of circular rock. It looked almost like a stage, with two walk- ons or whatever. A few seconds later, she was on the ground liquid- belching. Yes, that was one hell of a trip.
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Raziel watched from behind the pillar of balance. He had thought the odd looking human was worshipping the pillars in some way, but quickly realized that she was merely emptying the contents of her stomach. The young girl had purple hair, and green strands decorated it here and there. stupid clothes for this weather, too. There were no sleeves to her tunic, though her leggings seemed to be more than capable of keeping heat in. where was she from? Nowhere near the mountain village, it seemed. Hair too short, clothes just. wrong, and someone would normally hide in the bushes to vomit.
He hadn't seen her arrive, but was instead alerted to her presence with a bang that even the sarafan in their keep must have heard. Perhaps she would be some slight change in the boredom that had pervaded his existence for these long seven years. Wait, the female was straightening up, wiping her mouth. She was coming this way. Very well, he could have some fun then. Perhaps manipulation was just as much fun as Kain said. He'd have to try it. Raziel pressed his back against the balance and shifted planes.
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Remora got as much of the foul taste out of her mouth as possible. Where were her headphones? Clipped to her jeans. Now to check out those pillars. She started walking towards them, looking left and right for any enforcers. Wow, the snow was soft here. She hoped everyone was alright. Had the explosion from Sparks's pack blown her all the way over here? She'd failed the decoy, and left DedInTheHed to die, she knew. She felt horrible, but it seemed there was nothing that could be done. Maybe she could somehow hike back. The explosion couldn't have blown her THAT far. Which way was she thrown, though?
Walking past the giganto pillars, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"So just where are YOU from, little girl? Not from Nosgoth it seems."
She spun around and was met with the most horrifying sight she'd seen since the killing fields. This close she wouldn't be able to run, and if she screamed it would probably kill her. She reached back and brought her stunner to the thing's face.
Remora felt a jolt from somewhere behind her navel as everything she saw blurred and twisted into little vortex whorls, just enough to inspire extreme nausea in the hardest of stomachs. She might have hurled, but she couldn't remember. She struggled to get off the ground, cursing Sparks and the enforcers. Yelping at the jolt her surroundings took, she fell back to the ground.
Things were getting really weird now. The room had stopped spinning, but instead of the deserted wasteland near the Enforcer bocks, she was in a field of snow, little green lights dancing in the air. Where the hell was she? Struggling to her feet, she looked around. A gigantic gate was over to her left, with really big locks on the door as if no one wanted anyone going in or out. Beyond that was what looked to be one of those really big castles. You know, like the ones they showed you in history class. Turning around, her jaw fell open.
There were seven of them, like a too-many fingered ivory hand reaching for the sky. Gigantic white pillars, each with a different-colored band around head height. Looking down, she realized she was standing on what looked to be a slab of circular rock. It looked almost like a stage, with two walk- ons or whatever. A few seconds later, she was on the ground liquid- belching. Yes, that was one hell of a trip.
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Raziel watched from behind the pillar of balance. He had thought the odd looking human was worshipping the pillars in some way, but quickly realized that she was merely emptying the contents of her stomach. The young girl had purple hair, and green strands decorated it here and there. stupid clothes for this weather, too. There were no sleeves to her tunic, though her leggings seemed to be more than capable of keeping heat in. where was she from? Nowhere near the mountain village, it seemed. Hair too short, clothes just. wrong, and someone would normally hide in the bushes to vomit.
He hadn't seen her arrive, but was instead alerted to her presence with a bang that even the sarafan in their keep must have heard. Perhaps she would be some slight change in the boredom that had pervaded his existence for these long seven years. Wait, the female was straightening up, wiping her mouth. She was coming this way. Very well, he could have some fun then. Perhaps manipulation was just as much fun as Kain said. He'd have to try it. Raziel pressed his back against the balance and shifted planes.
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Remora got as much of the foul taste out of her mouth as possible. Where were her headphones? Clipped to her jeans. Now to check out those pillars. She started walking towards them, looking left and right for any enforcers. Wow, the snow was soft here. She hoped everyone was alright. Had the explosion from Sparks's pack blown her all the way over here? She'd failed the decoy, and left DedInTheHed to die, she knew. She felt horrible, but it seemed there was nothing that could be done. Maybe she could somehow hike back. The explosion couldn't have blown her THAT far. Which way was she thrown, though?
Walking past the giganto pillars, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"So just where are YOU from, little girl? Not from Nosgoth it seems."
She spun around and was met with the most horrifying sight she'd seen since the killing fields. This close she wouldn't be able to run, and if she screamed it would probably kill her. She reached back and brought her stunner to the thing's face.