"Oh," was what Ascot said at first, shocked by Saffron's newly-revealed side. "Well, all right, as long as you're happy, I'm all right."

[i]As long as you're happy.[/i] 

Gods! Not another disappointment! Not another failed attempt to form emotional bonds! Sure, Saffron had a right to do what Ascot himself was doing and revel in his new powers, but it seemed that he had been hiding this blunt and tactless side all along. Of course, said blunt side was slightly attractive, but was the other young man really going to leave all thoughts of his home universe behind? How can that be?! Awesome powers were needed for awesome purposes; they can be enjoyed, sure, but it seems that Saffron was on the verge of just reveling in them and paying no attention to [i]why[/i] they had been given those. 

Ascot couldn't help but think that such coldness to his former world indicated that Saffron had some [i]reason[/i] to give up on it. But it was best for him not to inquire.

[i]I am not all right, after all.[/i]

Those were Ascot's thoughts as he turned away, trying to hide his renewed sadness and grief, in order to begin leading the way to Silverbrook. His ears were still perked up, though, in order to pick up any new information about this world. A sigh as he gathered that the only useful bit of information was that they were still mortal, and that the masks were remnants of creatures that they had since consumed. The rest were merely assurances that they were free to do as they wilt, but only not because there were no other ideas or directions for things to do besides follow the Ghost Girl's quest. He bitterly thought:

[i]How Cunning.[/i]

Nevertheless, he turned around, suppressing his focus on himself in order to look at the Policeman and the Killer as they confronted each other. This would delay thier trip, and quite frankly, Ascot was not going to stay in the place where Saffron had all but rejected him. So, he stretched out his right hand, leafing through his new instincts and knowledge to see if he knew how to use his new powers. He did, but only the basics. That will have to do.

A glob of silvery-white fluid manifested in front of Ascot's hand; for a second, he felt himself...asked to select a trait he can give said glob. He thought:

[i]Absorbing.[/i]

And then he launched said glob at the Killer, who had transformed into a bird-man. Said glob, if it hit, would spread across the bird-man's body, holding it in place, restraining him. As an afterthought, the fluid would also wrap around the bird-man's beak, so that it cannot peck anyone or say any spells that required a vocal component (hey, he played fantasy games). Ascot wouldn't stop until the Killer was wrapped in a cocoon of extra-soft but extra-durable material that would allow him to be dragged away.

He would then look at the Officer and say, "Sorry for interfering in Police Business, sir, but Silverbrook is our only point of reference, and so journeying there is the best course of action."

A string of the silvery-white putty would also connect the Killer's cocoon, assuming Ascot [i]had[/i] hit, to Ascot's hand. He was prepared to drag the guy to Silverbrook himself if he had to.

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