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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 8:04 pm
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Jack nodded. "Yeah. Locke loved her too. Still does, I think. Well, not much we can do about that ourselves. That's for them to decide should that path be taken." Jack stretched. Well, guys and girls, I think it's time for bed, don't you?"
Locke shrugged when she turned away. "Was just curious. Don't remember much about you from the old days..." It was partially true. He remembered how much she used to hide. In fact, used to be so good, when they played hide and seek, sometimes they would have to send a search party when she didn't come back. "You're right. It's time we got some rest, and prepared ourselves. I'll go and get Aya, and tell her about the arrangements for the night." He left, and went to the room the rest of the group were in.
"Knock, knock, guys. Hey, Aya? We're kinda short on space, so how about I set you up a bed in my room? I know you would rather be with Andy right now, but she needs some time to rest alone. Okay?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 8:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 8:54 pm
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Locke suddenly stopped when she mentioned Andy's affections for him. He loved her still, but things were very complicated. "Honestly, I do still care for her. Even before our second first meeting. I always did." Locke shook his head. "Now's not the time, or the place, to even talk about that. Come on. Let's get some sleep. Hope you like the bed. It's all yours." He took the couch, and they all went to bed.
That night, everyone had slept. When they awoke in the morning, however, they saw bodies and some blood. Locke raced into Andrea's room, fearing the worst, but found it empty. "Damn! What happened!? Where's Andy?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 5:30 pm
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Locke picked at some of the bodies in the hall. "If magic is handicapped, then there's no problem in me going. My powers aren't magic. Aya? Do you remember how you got here? I'm going to go. I'm going to bring Andrea back myself, this time."
Jack looked around at the wreckage, then at Sam, as they came out of their room, hearing Locke and Drake. "If you are going to the other world, I'm afraid that I'll be of no use to you. My magic isn't that strong to begin with, and I am not leaving Sam alone on this side. We'll hold down the fort, okay?"
Sam nodded in agreement. "I don't like to fight. Just let me finish the work on your arm, Locke, and you can go. Just don't ruin it." She looked about, feeling uneasy at all the blood.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:50 pm
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"Well, when she was taught to fight, she made a point to be very good. She was always working at it. She always seemed angry, though I knew it was never at me." She paused watching them all taking note of the other looking about as if things other then what was around. "Father is a good King. She even said so, just his personal life behind doors she called it, 'lacking?' Well father had many boarder enemies, as such, being his prize general, they hated her just as much, especially when she laid out plans that led to our kingdom's victory. So naturally, the Netherien king more then likely would like to see her gone."
He kept a sense on his shade giving it a command and knew what it should say to help them find their friend once more. He half listened to the girl trying to keep his connection hoping Sam would hurry.
"What is that?" He watched as the shadows seemed to move and speak but couldn't make out what it was saying despite the Silver one nodding. When it was gone he commanded more then asked. "Silver One you will tell me what that was. How do I obtain one?"
She listened hearing the Shade just barely and tried to pool her magic. "It's a friend and no, not everything you've never seen before can be yours. Besides it's real and it's note. Now hush I need to concentrate." She closed her eyes trying to will her magic into a portal from the entrance of where her friends would be and to where she was. Until others came in. She opened her eyes trying to keep her energies as she was unchained and held before a bag went over her head. She could hear the king calling out but knew they were being taken together.
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"So she gave them hell over there? Good. It fits her." Locke felt anxious, wanting to get gone already, but knew they were not yet prepared. "Aya. My room is yours until we return, okay? Do me a favor and stay near Sam and Jack at all times until we rescue Andrea."
Sam was busy working on the arm still, making last minute adjustments, and making mental notes of possible upgrades later on.
Jack, on the other hand, decided it best to help in his own way, and had gone downstairs to the Inn's personal kitchen, and took control of it, cooking up a lot of food to take on their journey. He thought it was all he could do.
"Drake? What can we expect over there? You have the best experience."
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He listened watching the girl nod but could tell she was worried. He soon brought his attention back to Locke and shrugged. "Well, that world is darker, cloudy all the time from what I can tell. It smells like brimstone, which oddly enough is about the same as rotting eggs. The people are dark there, Kinda like Aya was, most have armor that is black in some fashion. And most are not pleasant. There are very few and rare ones that are. We'll have to be on our toes, but knowing Andrea, we won't be there long before she finds a way to shift us closer if not beside her. The Shade is reporting bits and pieces, Says she's raised what magic she can for a portal, but can't open one yet, not while they're moving her somewhere." He looked between them all then would wait for Jack to return and Sam to be finished finally. He got the sense waiting much longer wouldn't be good.
As they moved him and his prize soldier he knew they were being separated once more. Once the bag on his own head was removed he looked ahead at the clear dome just above the floor. He managed a better view seeing what looked like an arena at least four levels high, then soldiers bringing the Silver one into it below. He struggled though was held too tightly. He looked to the Netharien Kin who sat on his throne looking amused. "What are you planning with her? If it's her death, not like this, she's a warrior, she should have more respect."
"Oh but I do Azreal. Oh she will die, and it will be a warriors death. Just my and my own general have taken a bit of a bet to see how long she survives. The longer she lives, well, the more respect I will have for her. And being able to tolerate you and fight for your side, is a testament to how willed she is if anything." He stood from his thrown looking down as she was unbound and left only with a sword. "This will be very entertaining. First your prize possession, then you and your daughter, then your kingdom will be mine."
She took a breath as she was unbound and quickly removed the bag. She looked about still calling her magic at the sight of the arena. To one side the door she was sure she came from, a sword by her feet, and at the other side a very large door almost three floors high. She looked up at the walls beyond knowing she couldn't climb it. She took note of her king above the glass and knew this wouldn't be good. She sighed picking up the sword and calling her portal to be above the glass dome. If her friends were coming she didn't want them to come into a battle like this.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 4:54 pm
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Locke nodded as Drake spoke. It was around that time that Jack and Sam both came in, carrying their own special orders. "Hey, guys. We ready?"
Jack came in, carrying a large amount of food. "Here ya go. Should be enough food for about 4 days, depending on how long it will take, and if there is any extra people to help." He handed him the large bag.
"All done, Locke. I made it slightly stronger, but it may weigh you down a bit. But I'm guessing you might need the extra strength." She went over to him, and sat him down, and began to reattach the arm.
Locke took the bag, then cringed a bit as the arm was re-attached. "Unh... I hate that part. Thanks, guys. So? Drake? Are we ready to go?"
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