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[center][hr][b][color=998849]Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt: October 6th, 1924 -> Places Unknown [/color][/b][hr][/center]
	[color=998849]Special Note: That Haze will remain until further notice, so make sure to keep to it. ^_^[/color]

	Down the rabbit hole you go, or more accurately through the portal you move. Gio steps through first, leading the way. Sure, it may have been more chivalrous to allow the other to move through, ensuring that each of them were able to move through in case the portal closed directly behind Gio. Then again, maybe it was better for him to step through first for who knew what lay on the other side. One could try to make a specific pin point in place and time for them to come out at but with the world seeming to fade both in and out of itself, who knew where they would land. What lay there? Two warring tribes deep in the Serengeti a thousand years before? On the shores of Normandy during WWII? The battle of Thermopylae? Perhaps a ship bound for South America in search of treasure? A desert town at high noon? Perhaps in the ruins of what was once Earth just below a ship as it was set to take off to a world unknown to them today? They would end up at least somewhere on Earth, right?

	Perhaps, or perhaps not. For as Gio came through the shimmer and haze and glow of the portal to the other side he found himself on a worn road of dirt and dust and gravel. It could have been any road in the middle of the world where there no signs of civilization other than the road itself. Hip high grasses swayed in the breeze on either side of the road, lush and jaded green that seemed to shimmer with dew on their blades. Above the skies were covered with billowing thick gray clouds and a flock of dark birds off in the distance. The terrain rolled gently, soft hills. There seemed to be nothing in either direction save a single tree lush with leaves just at the end of vision; one tree at one end, another at the other if one were to look. Both looking the same.

	Just where were they? Again, it could have been anywhere rarely touched but the road was worn, well worn, footsteps leading in both directions. Some steps looking as if they chose one direction and then moved in the other, changing the mind. As the last followed through, the portal closed abruptly. It crackling where it was and sending a jolt of static electricity through the air, enough to make the hair on ones arms and the back of their neck stand on end. The air seemed empty and the place seemed peaceful enough. For the Emendators, it looked nothing like they had known before or seen through the years even though it looked like it could truly by anywhere. The Emendators would feel a faint pull though, in a direction. The source of the pull was far away, so far away but it felt as if it was at least level with where they were now and not buried deep below. Was it Eve? Was it Nancy? Someone else like perhaps Siduri? It was too far off to tell but it was at least a direction. 

	[color=ed1c24]*And that brings us to the end of this portion of Paradox. It is hereby merged with Tartarean Strands. Your next posts will be over in T.S. - Characters cleared for posting will be updated in the T.S. IC. We will resume here once the Rp's unmerge. [/color]