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Michael wrapped vines around Vals feet as she threw the flask back at him, tripping her. "This isn't a game we've all come to play you know?" Michael rubbed his forehead angrily and picked up his flask putting it back in his pocket, relizing it was empty he swore. "That'll be the last time, don't ever put your dirty fuckin hands on my flask again, and I mean that." Disrespect, she had no idea what he had gone through to get the liquor, and he didn't even want to think about the sentimental value of the flask or he'd hate the girl.

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Small vines grew out of the ground to meet Michaels fingertips and he began flickin his fingers around until the vines started wraping around each other and formed a tightly woven wristband slowly wraping up from the ground into his hand. He grabbed his flask out of Vals hand and replaced it with the wristband "One... never... ever waste my liquor again, and two never waste my liquor again... if you can mount that compass in a bracet it'll hold.. granted it won't be stronger than steel but that vine won't break for years past me." Michael remembered the day his sister had taught him how to make those, she had always been much more delicate in her work and it showed in his. That wristband was probobly his best work with diffrent colors of vines from all over the world, the center had exotic blue colored vines in the center that jumped back and forth from the edges to the center making a wavy pattern across the whole band. If you took the band and fliped it around the same waves where there in a reverse patern. He thought the design rather fit the girl who would be wearing it.

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Michael thought Vic was being a little daft. "If anyone else wants to carry it be my guest, but i wont" Michael laughed at the last thing Morning had said and kept walking.

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"The better question is am i about to spend all of my inheritance on this quest." He said half joking, Michael definitely would agree though. This group looked like it had been chosen by some thrown dice. Regardless they had to make the best of the situation, Michael handed the crystal to Vic after noticing she hadn't grabbed it from where he left it floating.

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Michael still didn't take the crystal and simply pointed over to Vic. "I stand by what I said about her being in charge of it... Makes the most sense anyhow." Michael looked at there little group hoping they would make it to the Underworld before anything irreversible happened. He looked back at Morning "And thanks." Michael pulled out a cigarette as they walked away from camp and lit it. He handed Valen his flask as he caught up to the group.

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I know exactly what i said though i stand by it lol, talk to Kira about whats what lol when she gets back of course.

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here the only true god is kira lol

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Michael walked back in to the cabin and picked up the Petrified Cube and opened the top by clicking a little plate on the side of the box, he handed it to Morning and looked at VIc. "Regardless of what she says... if you really have to you can take it but lt just doesn't seem right to me." Nothing was ever this easy. Michael waited to see what the group would decide. Also he couldn't help but listening to what Morning had to say, she didn't seem nearly as snooty as her brother.

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Also isn't it a bit rude to just walk intoanother cabin like that lol?

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I see makes sense