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Bio, this thing, all you need to know is that I've been role playing for years. Ignore my post count cause I mainly rp through pm. I don't have much of a life now so I dream of living in alternate universes.
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Very intriguing, I'm interested
Liam had very intense day of rediscovered sights and sounds, it was all enjoyable of course but none the less, there was so much it just about overwhelmed him. On their way back to the apartment he couldn't help but want to thank her, he tried to think of ways but its been too long since he has seen her, she might like different stuff, would she even like a gift, he couldn't tell. He kept talking to himself in his head, maybe Ferdia had an answer to help him out, but his only advice was to just be patient and it will come. He hated no being able to speak.
He grabbed her shoulder to stop her, getting her attention and staring into her eyes, ready to speak. He opened his mouth and tried so hard for a sound, still nothing but air. He let out a quick exhale and frowned at the ground. He let her down again. The two continued onward back to the apartment where they reunited with Jay. He spoke of Demons being more active at night and this made Liam's heart skip a beat. He had forgotten all about them, about all the threats that went along in past. He couldn't believe it was still happening. The sudden knowledge combined with the days events was enough to overwhelm him and keep him from focusing on any one thing. He laid down to rest and quickly fell asleep at the hands of Sarina.
A couple hours passed and the night was silent within the walls of the building. Sarina's spell wore off and Liam's horns were now visible, as was his small black claws. His ears would twitch every so often, something Ferdia did during Liam's rest to keep watch over the boy. A loud scream echoed through the alleys and halls of nearby structures, sure enough to wake up more than just the two boys. The Demon inside knew all too well who's scream that was, he brought to boy to wake and took over the body. The fit young man grew and frightening height too tall for any doorway. His mass grew expanding his muscles tenfold, his horns grew bigger than a man's leg and his claws stuck out further with vigor. The boy's eyes turned to a bright green as his ears stretched passed his head with a sharp point. As the new figure stood among Jay, its heavy breath of anger was enough to bring up the rooms temperature.
Liam stepped outside the window, looking around and scanning the alley below, he could see the blood of demons in the dark clearly until his eyes landed on another. A regular citizen of the city was out curious of the scream, spotting the horror before her, he knew the city was no longer safe to stay. Liam jumped out with ease almost gliding through the sky as he landed at the roof top of a shorter building. He turned around spotting creatures of hell scaling the building he was just in to the top. A few came after him and he quickly disposed of them with a swipe of his claws and crushing kick from his heel. He noticed Sarina at the being held by ranking demon of similar to size to Liam.
He grew and festered with anger as he watched his friend cry in pain. The young man quickly acted and jumped atop the same building, his clawed hand instantly reaching and crushing the arm which held Sarina, shattering bones like it was nothing, dropping the frail girl to the ground. "LET HER GO!" Ferdia shouted, echoing the rooftops and beyond. He was the one the demons were after and now he has their attention.
He grabbed her shoulder to stop her, getting her attention and staring into her eyes, ready to speak. He opened his mouth and tried so hard for a sound, still nothing but air. He let out a quick exhale and frowned at the ground. He let her down again. The two continued onward back to the apartment where they reunited with Jay. He spoke of Demons being more active at night and this made Liam's heart skip a beat. He had forgotten all about them, about all the threats that went along in past. He couldn't believe it was still happening. The sudden knowledge combined with the days events was enough to overwhelm him and keep him from focusing on any one thing. He laid down to rest and quickly fell asleep at the hands of Sarina.
A couple hours passed and the night was silent within the walls of the building. Sarina's spell wore off and Liam's horns were now visible, as was his small black claws. His ears would twitch every so often, something Ferdia did during Liam's rest to keep watch over the boy. A loud scream echoed through the alleys and halls of nearby structures, sure enough to wake up more than just the two boys. The Demon inside knew all too well who's scream that was, he brought to boy to wake and took over the body. The fit young man grew and frightening height too tall for any doorway. His mass grew expanding his muscles tenfold, his horns grew bigger than a man's leg and his claws stuck out further with vigor. The boy's eyes turned to a bright green as his ears stretched passed his head with a sharp point. As the new figure stood among Jay, its heavy breath of anger was enough to bring up the rooms temperature.
Liam stepped outside the window, looking around and scanning the alley below, he could see the blood of demons in the dark clearly until his eyes landed on another. A regular citizen of the city was out curious of the scream, spotting the horror before her, he knew the city was no longer safe to stay. Liam jumped out with ease almost gliding through the sky as he landed at the roof top of a shorter building. He turned around spotting creatures of hell scaling the building he was just in to the top. A few came after him and he quickly disposed of them with a swipe of his claws and crushing kick from his heel. He noticed Sarina at the being held by ranking demon of similar to size to Liam.
He grew and festered with anger as he watched his friend cry in pain. The young man quickly acted and jumped atop the same building, his clawed hand instantly reaching and crushing the arm which held Sarina, shattering bones like it was nothing, dropping the frail girl to the ground. "LET HER GO!" Ferdia shouted, echoing the rooftops and beyond. He was the one the demons were after and now he has their attention.
Liam smiled, he was happy to see the outside world, to hear those forgotten sounds, to smell flavors and they swept through the wind, most of all he was happy to be out with Sarina. The two made their way down the hall, already he was getting nervous, he didn't know what to expect of this world he has been gone from for three years. Could they have advanced technologically or did they fall in society, all was a mystery to him. He ran his hand along the wall as they walked, the texture exciting his nerves. Today was going to be a fun filled day.
As they stepped outside the bright sun beamed at them like they were its target. It stung Liam's eyes, being stuck indoors for three years he never saw much sun, forgot what it looked like or how it felt. He pulled the hood to help block more of it. His quick reaction to the light should have signaled Sarina that his eyes were sensitive. Besides the sun a instant cold wind blew over them and it carried the smell of a food cart about a block away. He took in a deep breath and smiled at Sarina. They started walking down the street, his eyes wandering as his nose twitched with aromas. A tower in the distance caught his eye, it stood tall and out of place, he wanted to go to the top. He turned towards her wanting to speak, hoping his mouth could at least say something. Instead he simply got her attention and pointed to the top of the tower with a small gentle smile on his face.
As they stepped outside the bright sun beamed at them like they were its target. It stung Liam's eyes, being stuck indoors for three years he never saw much sun, forgot what it looked like or how it felt. He pulled the hood to help block more of it. His quick reaction to the light should have signaled Sarina that his eyes were sensitive. Besides the sun a instant cold wind blew over them and it carried the smell of a food cart about a block away. He took in a deep breath and smiled at Sarina. They started walking down the street, his eyes wandering as his nose twitched with aromas. A tower in the distance caught his eye, it stood tall and out of place, he wanted to go to the top. He turned towards her wanting to speak, hoping his mouth could at least say something. Instead he simply got her attention and pointed to the top of the tower with a small gentle smile on his face.
Liam grew excited as Jay became interested in spending time with him, his first choice of a game was rather simple and fun, a game Liam was very good at. After winning a couple times Jay got up and pulled out a couple more games, one of which he was not very good at but another stuck out. Both Ferdia and Liam had enjoyed checkers, though the boy had preferred chess to which Jay had apologize for not having. Liam simply responded with a smile and the two began playing checkers. The score between the two was pretty close, though the only matches that Liam had won was played by Ferdia, controlling Liam's mind in his place to have some fun.
A small noise came from the bed, he knew it was Sarina but apparently she had forgotten that Liam could move again. She looked over to him and asked if he was okay. He gave her a soft sweet smile and nodded. He tried to speak again, opening his mouth with nothing but air coming out, not a sound could be heard. He frowned and stood up from the floor from which the two boys sat upon to play their games. He walked over to her and gave her a light hug before looking at the door and pointing. He really wanted to go outside, he was done with being trapped by walls, any walls. He hadn't seen the outside world for years.
He looked around, trying to find something to wear to cover his torso, though with no luck he didn't succeed. He was aware of his horns and how other people would react if they saw them. His hands lifted to his crown and touched his small horns, he covered them with his palms and had the look of worry on his face, his eyes big as he stared at the two, waiting to see if they had an answer.
"Be careful out there now, you've been gone for three years, your people skills may not be what they used to."
"Oh please, like I can even talk anyways, I'm not worried, I just want to walk, to see, to feel and smell again."
"Even if you can't talk, do you remember the exorcists that used to hunt you before, they are still out there, and there are far more now that news has spread you escaped solitary confinement made specifically for a demon as strong as myself. Just be careful Liam."
"Right, I forgot about them, I'll keep a watchful eye, thanks." Liam vanished first before the Demon could turn to ash, he was in a hurry to go outside and enjoy himself.
A small noise came from the bed, he knew it was Sarina but apparently she had forgotten that Liam could move again. She looked over to him and asked if he was okay. He gave her a soft sweet smile and nodded. He tried to speak again, opening his mouth with nothing but air coming out, not a sound could be heard. He frowned and stood up from the floor from which the two boys sat upon to play their games. He walked over to her and gave her a light hug before looking at the door and pointing. He really wanted to go outside, he was done with being trapped by walls, any walls. He hadn't seen the outside world for years.
He looked around, trying to find something to wear to cover his torso, though with no luck he didn't succeed. He was aware of his horns and how other people would react if they saw them. His hands lifted to his crown and touched his small horns, he covered them with his palms and had the look of worry on his face, his eyes big as he stared at the two, waiting to see if they had an answer.
"Be careful out there now, you've been gone for three years, your people skills may not be what they used to."
"Oh please, like I can even talk anyways, I'm not worried, I just want to walk, to see, to feel and smell again."
"Even if you can't talk, do you remember the exorcists that used to hunt you before, they are still out there, and there are far more now that news has spread you escaped solitary confinement made specifically for a demon as strong as myself. Just be careful Liam."
"Right, I forgot about them, I'll keep a watchful eye, thanks." Liam vanished first before the Demon could turn to ash, he was in a hurry to go outside and enjoy himself.
The door opened only to reveal Jay, he knew the young man, the one who cared for him while Sarina was either gone or asleep. He remembered their past, Jay was very protective over Sarina but he would never have the bond that shared between the close friends. His body relaxed, his hand no longer straining, his shoulders dropped a bit and a heavy breath escaped his lips. He moved away from the kitchen, allowing Jay passage to put the groceries away. He then mentioned the dirty wrappings on the floor to which Sarina picked up before he could budge to help.
She spoke to the demon boy and he knew she was tired, he wanted to go outside and explore but he would wait for her to rest till they went out. Jay commented about not being invincible or something like that, as if she was getting hurt often. He wondered if she was hiding something from her but didn't bother to dig into it at the moment, too much has happened to bring up drama.
The young lady quickly fell asleep and it left Liam and Jay alone. 'I don't know what to do, Ferdia what do I do, I worry for Sarina but I know I should not pester, but now it's just me and Jay, we have never really bonded.'
'Why don't you play a game, maybe some brain activity can help awaken your speech.'
'That's a good idea I guess,' He looked around the room before glancing at Jay. He didn't know how to communicate with him, he wanted to play a game with him but there was nothing around. His brain started working, he had an idea but now he needed an flat object. He scanned the room once more till his eyes landed on a wooden cutting board. A small smirk appeared on his face as he took it off the shelf and sat down on the floor with his legs crossed. He started using his claws and creating equal rows and columns of dots all over the board. He looked over to the Jay with a smile, he took his finger and carved a single line connecting only two dots. Liam's brain was working on a simple game of connect the dots, make as many squares as possible by taking turns with a player and making the last line for a square. He hoped Jay knew the game as well and would understand right away.
She spoke to the demon boy and he knew she was tired, he wanted to go outside and explore but he would wait for her to rest till they went out. Jay commented about not being invincible or something like that, as if she was getting hurt often. He wondered if she was hiding something from her but didn't bother to dig into it at the moment, too much has happened to bring up drama.
The young lady quickly fell asleep and it left Liam and Jay alone. 'I don't know what to do, Ferdia what do I do, I worry for Sarina but I know I should not pester, but now it's just me and Jay, we have never really bonded.'
'Why don't you play a game, maybe some brain activity can help awaken your speech.'
'That's a good idea I guess,' He looked around the room before glancing at Jay. He didn't know how to communicate with him, he wanted to play a game with him but there was nothing around. His brain started working, he had an idea but now he needed an flat object. He scanned the room once more till his eyes landed on a wooden cutting board. A small smirk appeared on his face as he took it off the shelf and sat down on the floor with his legs crossed. He started using his claws and creating equal rows and columns of dots all over the board. He looked over to the Jay with a smile, he took his finger and carved a single line connecting only two dots. Liam's brain was working on a simple game of connect the dots, make as many squares as possible by taking turns with a player and making the last line for a square. He hoped Jay knew the game as well and would understand right away.
Liam heard the bathroom door open, his eyes widened slightly, surprised someone was making their presence. I was more so expecting Jay over Sarina, he expected that she had probably left to get him something, but then again, she would never leave his side. He didn't know who to expect. His eyes remained at the mirror, staring into the person he had not seen in over three years. He smiled at himself, 'Well at least you are still good looking.'
The next sound in the room came from a soft voice which said his name. He knew it was Sarina and his mouth opened to respond but nothing came of it. He frowned in disappointment till she had returned. She spoke, surprised he was out of bed, talking as if he belonged there. He didn't like staying still, that bed was the last place he wanted to be, it was a place he would remember of the time he couldn't move. She came closer and he could feel her aura. This was new, he never felt someones aura before, he could tell how she felt, what her next move would be, almost as if he was predicting the future but more so as reading their intentions. He could feel that she was overwhelmed, a mix of emotions, nothing solid, but joy stood out among the rest.
He turned to face her, his head higher than hers, a small smirk formed on his face, though it quickly went away as he noticed she had a black eye. His frowned showed enough emotion that it probably worried her. He lifted his hand and brought it close to her cheek, he looked at black claws and frowned further till his knuckles made contact with her skin. He quickly pulled away, stunned by her cold skin and the sudden touch that he could finally feel after all these years. He approached her cheek once more, this time with his palm facing her. His hand landed on her skin and his thumb lightly rubbed the dark area. With a small smile realizing that he could touch her safely, he quickly pulled her close, a small tear escaping as he could feel her pain, he wrapped both arms around her, embracing her tightly.
He closed his eyes, overwhelmed with joy and happiness. He was glad his body could move like it used to, that he could finally feel her rather than having to be touched. Before long he had forgotten she asked him a question, realizing this he pulled away and stared at her in the eyes. 'No I can not talk, but I will soon,' He was speaking as his soul, but hoping that she could read his eyes, saying what he thought. The two have known each other for years, they could read each other like a book.
He smiled at her trying to make her not worry about it, he lifted his arm between them both looking down at the wrappings before looking back at her, as if asking her help. He wanted to see his body, his scars, his new form. Each time he saw his claws he worried about hurting her, but knew she would take precaution around him. Once the bandages were off he turned back to mirror, examining his body more, becoming acceptance of his new body. A new aura began to grow closer and closer to their position. After receiving this strange ability this morning, he didn't know who or what it was, he heard the sound of the door handle seconds before Sarina could. His left hand twitched and expanded, his fingers and claws straining with blood. Though the tense action was very minor and minimal detail, it still happened.
The next sound in the room came from a soft voice which said his name. He knew it was Sarina and his mouth opened to respond but nothing came of it. He frowned in disappointment till she had returned. She spoke, surprised he was out of bed, talking as if he belonged there. He didn't like staying still, that bed was the last place he wanted to be, it was a place he would remember of the time he couldn't move. She came closer and he could feel her aura. This was new, he never felt someones aura before, he could tell how she felt, what her next move would be, almost as if he was predicting the future but more so as reading their intentions. He could feel that she was overwhelmed, a mix of emotions, nothing solid, but joy stood out among the rest.
He turned to face her, his head higher than hers, a small smirk formed on his face, though it quickly went away as he noticed she had a black eye. His frowned showed enough emotion that it probably worried her. He lifted his hand and brought it close to her cheek, he looked at black claws and frowned further till his knuckles made contact with her skin. He quickly pulled away, stunned by her cold skin and the sudden touch that he could finally feel after all these years. He approached her cheek once more, this time with his palm facing her. His hand landed on her skin and his thumb lightly rubbed the dark area. With a small smile realizing that he could touch her safely, he quickly pulled her close, a small tear escaping as he could feel her pain, he wrapped both arms around her, embracing her tightly.
He closed his eyes, overwhelmed with joy and happiness. He was glad his body could move like it used to, that he could finally feel her rather than having to be touched. Before long he had forgotten she asked him a question, realizing this he pulled away and stared at her in the eyes. 'No I can not talk, but I will soon,' He was speaking as his soul, but hoping that she could read his eyes, saying what he thought. The two have known each other for years, they could read each other like a book.
He smiled at her trying to make her not worry about it, he lifted his arm between them both looking down at the wrappings before looking back at her, as if asking her help. He wanted to see his body, his scars, his new form. Each time he saw his claws he worried about hurting her, but knew she would take precaution around him. Once the bandages were off he turned back to mirror, examining his body more, becoming acceptance of his new body. A new aura began to grow closer and closer to their position. After receiving this strange ability this morning, he didn't know who or what it was, he heard the sound of the door handle seconds before Sarina could. His left hand twitched and expanded, his fingers and claws straining with blood. Though the tense action was very minor and minimal detail, it still happened.
"Recovery seems to be going well."
"I agree, though you still have not spoken, I wish your body would at least be capable of speaking."
"I'm not worried, I was capable of forming a smile, perhaps I can do more tomorrow."
The Fallen Angel nodded and vanished into an ashy cloud, and once more the boy fell back to his resting body as it continued to heal progressively. Liam grew tired of laying around all the time, he had todo something, he had to stand. At least he could speak with movement, knowledge comes with time and he was willing to wait if he could at least talk through motion.
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While Sarina was beginning to take a shower Jay was prepping for the meals of the day. After taking close examination of their stock he realized they didn't have much left at all. Taking a quick glance at Liam, the boy was still sound asleep, seems like nothing would wake him up. He walked over to the bathroom door, knocking loud enough for her to hear over the sound of the shower, but just quiet enough not to wake Liam. "I'm running to the store for some food, Liam is still sleeping so I'll be right back." With that said he left with his bag in hand and some cash for the quick trip.
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The heavy eye lids of the possessed boy began to slowly open, his mind becoming conscious once again, leaving a dream behind. He looked around realizing no one was around, but he heard the shower running, someone was at least home. Sarina was no longer by his side in the bed, where could she have gone? Maybe she was the one in the shower. Without realization his head had lifted off the pillow to examine the rest of the room, what was above and behind him. His arm lifted instinctively to scratch at the bridge of his nose, that's when he realized he could move more than he could yesterday, far more. He looked at his other arm and was capable of lifting it above his to touch his hair. His eyes widened, he hadn't felt his own hair and years, nor did he know how soft it was. He clenched it before letting go and smiling to himself.
He became curious at what more he could do. He wanted to stand, 'I have to stand, I have to be able to walk again, I remember, I swear I remember how, come on just do it.' His leg twitched a bit but suddenly his knee lifted a few inches. He pulled his leg back further and used his hands to feel his toes. He smiled and breathed as if he was laughing, he was completely engulfed in joy. He moved his other leg just the same. Now knowing he could lift his legs maybe he could set his feet down. With his best effort he used his core muscles and tried to lift himself up, bring his chest to his knees. He held his legs close in a fetal position, happy that he could move. He looked towards the ground to his left, the floor seemed so far away, he grew scared but quickly became determined.
He lifted one leg away from him and turned his body to face the floor, he set his foot down before quickly pulling it back up, the floor was cold and it stunned him. He gently put his foot down following with the other. Both feet were now firmly attached to floor, its chill sending it throughout his body. He then positioned his hand on the bed at his sides, ready to push off and stand up. With much effort he was albe todo so, his body stood tall and his arms extended out for balance. 'Come on I can do this,' he lifted one leg to take a step forward, quickly loosing balance and falling forward, crashing into the ground. His body let out a grunting sound. He laid there for a few seconds before standing up again. This time it was easier, he smiled to himself before trying to walk once more. His leg landed successfully about a foot ahead of him, he moved the other leg passed his foot and completed a full two steps. He stood with his feet together before scanning the room. He could a small mirror hanging on the wall above the kitchen sink. He had to get a glimpse of himself.
He slowly made his way over, using his hands to brace himself against his destination to keep from falling once more. His hands laid at each edge of the sink, his eyes looking downward. 'Come on you can do this, just look up, I know you're scared but we have to find out together.' Before long his head slowly looked up till his eyes met with his own through the mirror. 'This is me, the new me.' he as he examined his horns, his hair, his eyes, his everything. That's when he noticed he still had bandages all over his body. He started with the tab at his shoulder, slowly peeling it away revealing no blood or lacerations. Finally his torso was bare, nothing but toned muscles and scars from his past wounds.
"I agree, though you still have not spoken, I wish your body would at least be capable of speaking."
"I'm not worried, I was capable of forming a smile, perhaps I can do more tomorrow."
The Fallen Angel nodded and vanished into an ashy cloud, and once more the boy fell back to his resting body as it continued to heal progressively. Liam grew tired of laying around all the time, he had todo something, he had to stand. At least he could speak with movement, knowledge comes with time and he was willing to wait if he could at least talk through motion.
~~~
While Sarina was beginning to take a shower Jay was prepping for the meals of the day. After taking close examination of their stock he realized they didn't have much left at all. Taking a quick glance at Liam, the boy was still sound asleep, seems like nothing would wake him up. He walked over to the bathroom door, knocking loud enough for her to hear over the sound of the shower, but just quiet enough not to wake Liam. "I'm running to the store for some food, Liam is still sleeping so I'll be right back." With that said he left with his bag in hand and some cash for the quick trip.
~~~
The heavy eye lids of the possessed boy began to slowly open, his mind becoming conscious once again, leaving a dream behind. He looked around realizing no one was around, but he heard the shower running, someone was at least home. Sarina was no longer by his side in the bed, where could she have gone? Maybe she was the one in the shower. Without realization his head had lifted off the pillow to examine the rest of the room, what was above and behind him. His arm lifted instinctively to scratch at the bridge of his nose, that's when he realized he could move more than he could yesterday, far more. He looked at his other arm and was capable of lifting it above his to touch his hair. His eyes widened, he hadn't felt his own hair and years, nor did he know how soft it was. He clenched it before letting go and smiling to himself.
He became curious at what more he could do. He wanted to stand, 'I have to stand, I have to be able to walk again, I remember, I swear I remember how, come on just do it.' His leg twitched a bit but suddenly his knee lifted a few inches. He pulled his leg back further and used his hands to feel his toes. He smiled and breathed as if he was laughing, he was completely engulfed in joy. He moved his other leg just the same. Now knowing he could lift his legs maybe he could set his feet down. With his best effort he used his core muscles and tried to lift himself up, bring his chest to his knees. He held his legs close in a fetal position, happy that he could move. He looked towards the ground to his left, the floor seemed so far away, he grew scared but quickly became determined.
He lifted one leg away from him and turned his body to face the floor, he set his foot down before quickly pulling it back up, the floor was cold and it stunned him. He gently put his foot down following with the other. Both feet were now firmly attached to floor, its chill sending it throughout his body. He then positioned his hand on the bed at his sides, ready to push off and stand up. With much effort he was albe todo so, his body stood tall and his arms extended out for balance. 'Come on I can do this,' he lifted one leg to take a step forward, quickly loosing balance and falling forward, crashing into the ground. His body let out a grunting sound. He laid there for a few seconds before standing up again. This time it was easier, he smiled to himself before trying to walk once more. His leg landed successfully about a foot ahead of him, he moved the other leg passed his foot and completed a full two steps. He stood with his feet together before scanning the room. He could a small mirror hanging on the wall above the kitchen sink. He had to get a glimpse of himself.
He slowly made his way over, using his hands to brace himself against his destination to keep from falling once more. His hands laid at each edge of the sink, his eyes looking downward. 'Come on you can do this, just look up, I know you're scared but we have to find out together.' Before long his head slowly looked up till his eyes met with his own through the mirror. 'This is me, the new me.' he as he examined his horns, his hair, his eyes, his everything. That's when he noticed he still had bandages all over his body. He started with the tab at his shoulder, slowly peeling it away revealing no blood or lacerations. Finally his torso was bare, nothing but toned muscles and scars from his past wounds.
Coleran returned the second rebreather to one of the many pockets within his coat. Slightly disappointed that he didn't take it, not only would he have been breathing in cleaner air, it would have healed his body as well. At least he took the water, that was something to be thoughtful of. After being nudge the pair stared in awe at the orb. Coleran was curious about it but it seemed to hold no scavenging value to it, if anything, a large sum of script to the right buyer. "A good find? Avengol what are we suppose to do with this thing? Just by looking at it I can already tell you we can't scavenge anything from it." His brother was always interested in the strangest things and often brought back the most useless of cargo.
Coleran thought for a moment, he was right, it had to be worth something, "Well if we're looking for extra script I guess we should take it back, but I'm telling you Avengol, this looks pretty worthless to me." He continued to pace around the room, looking the egg shaped orb up and down, giving off the slight glow and hovering with ease yet no noise came from it. How is that possible? Coleran tried to look at it from a technical point of view but couldn't find any logical clues, he'd have to take a closer look inside back at the shop, that is, if he could get inside.
After his partner demonstrated that it could move on its own and convinced him it would be better off at the shop, he decided to go along with it and help push the orb out of the ship. "This better be worth all the trouble." The two ventured back across the barren wasteland towards town, leaving behind the wreckage and any destruction caused by the storm that passed not too long ago. "What do you think it does?" He asked out of curiosity. Knowing that Avengol has had more time with it than him, maybe he had knowledge of it.
Once they got back to the shop, the town was in the same frozen state of awe as they were once their eyes laid upon the orb. "This is currently not for sale or trade, so return to your business." Already knowing the town was going to be interested one way or another regardless if they knew anything about it or not. They pushed the orb into one of the corners in the shop where it stayed hovering off the ground and emitting a white glow, setting the room. "Great, we found ourselves a giant floating lamp, good job brother, best find yet." In disappointment Coleran went back to his desk to fiddle with more of his projects.
Coleran thought for a moment, he was right, it had to be worth something, "Well if we're looking for extra script I guess we should take it back, but I'm telling you Avengol, this looks pretty worthless to me." He continued to pace around the room, looking the egg shaped orb up and down, giving off the slight glow and hovering with ease yet no noise came from it. How is that possible? Coleran tried to look at it from a technical point of view but couldn't find any logical clues, he'd have to take a closer look inside back at the shop, that is, if he could get inside.
After his partner demonstrated that it could move on its own and convinced him it would be better off at the shop, he decided to go along with it and help push the orb out of the ship. "This better be worth all the trouble." The two ventured back across the barren wasteland towards town, leaving behind the wreckage and any destruction caused by the storm that passed not too long ago. "What do you think it does?" He asked out of curiosity. Knowing that Avengol has had more time with it than him, maybe he had knowledge of it.
Once they got back to the shop, the town was in the same frozen state of awe as they were once their eyes laid upon the orb. "This is currently not for sale or trade, so return to your business." Already knowing the town was going to be interested one way or another regardless if they knew anything about it or not. They pushed the orb into one of the corners in the shop where it stayed hovering off the ground and emitting a white glow, setting the room. "Great, we found ourselves a giant floating lamp, good job brother, best find yet." In disappointment Coleran went back to his desk to fiddle with more of his projects.
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