*Backs up against a wall*
Are you okay?
*Backs up against a wall*
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-*Dante's chains start to waver and dissipate.*
Alan: *Warps in front of val mid jump and kicks him.*
How about no?
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-*turns around and finally notices the ceremony.*
Whoa.
Alan:*shifts to a slightly wary but still repectful pose.*
*Whispers.* Is this planned for?
@Nemeses
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M: *Hands you one and accepts the extra payment.*
You as well ser*
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*there is a deep, smooth male voice that seems to come from everywhere.*
?:Now for the next performance...
*a Dark black fog seems to roll in*
?: a ceremony one thousand years in the making...
*Dante looks confused, but doesn't say anything.*
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Yes, she has to not only control the smoke golems, but keep both her and them in perfect synchronization in order to get them to dance like that.
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*the golems all twirl and combine together to become one giant golem. The golem holds out its Palm and a small perfectly sphere maroon stone sits there. The golem shrinks in size and the sphere grows until the sphere lands in the hands of the woman who was dancing. The remaining smoke from the golem is sucked into the sphere, making it about as big as a baseball. The woman kneels and offers the stone to Dante.*
Dante: * looks to Robyn, then gets up and walks over to the woman. She takes the stone and whispers a few words of praise to the young woman who beams. The stone flashes bright red and Dante walks back over to her seat. She turns and holds out her hand to Robyn. In the hand is the stone, now pulsing maroon and bright red.*
The gift I promised.
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* A small lithe woman steps onto the stage she wears a helmet that has a small horn set into the crown. She closes her eyes and a maroon smoke like substance comes out of the horn. It covers the stage and then the smoke like substance rises up and forms people made of smoke. They all slowly pose, then begin dancing.*
Dante: *whispering.* that's actually quite difficult.
*a timid soft voice comes over the hidden speakers across the courtyard*
U-um, would all those who wish to watch the main event of the thousand year celebrations please make their way to the platform in the center of the courtyard.
*a platform rises out of the ground just in front of where Dante sits in her throne-like chair.*
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Deal.