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"Security spells? What d'you mean, security spells? The thing wasn't even locked! It was just- just sitting in the middle of a lot, I'll have you know, completely unattended! What else did you expect us to do when we found it besides try to figure out what it was meant for, huh? Come to that, if these things are so bloody dangerous, how the heck did you lose them in the first place? Or randomly dump them all over someone, for that matter! Even if he was rude...."
Kohaku wrote:Yumiko's ears perked up, she could hear some sort of commotion in the distance. She could hear raised voices, occasionally glancing snippets of the argument. She sat there in a uniquely feline stance for a moment, her ears twitching back and forth, trying to pick out words, her cat tail swishing idly along the floor. She could feel a tingle of excitement when she heard a name. The name of the man she'd been itching to meet ever since she first glanced it on the potions box...
Garath. The potion maker.
She chuckled to herself, her fangs bared in an evil-looking grin, "Garath is here? Great!"
Pouncing on her downed opponent, Amyia, she proceeded to give him a final frenzy of punches, before grabbing Alice and sprinting down the corridor, "Later small fry! I've got bigger fish to... blah blah blah, you know the rest."
Garath the Shadowshifter wrote:In one instance, a gun, black as pitch, had appeared in Garath's hand. It's barrel resting directly on Rhiannon's forhead.
"Shut up." He said simply. He of course had no intension of actually shooting her. But he figured his stern expression would get the point across. Besides, if needed he could and would actually do it. He figured it'd never come to that though.
"They were suppose to be cloaked. Invisable to your eyes. My trip here must have damaged those spells. The only one that seemed to work was the one that would scatter them as to keep them out of the potion finders hands, considering they ARE all over the *&$# place."
He spoke clear and calmly. Determinded to bring this situation under his control.
"Now, instead of trying to kill each other, and BELIEVE me girl I'd win (he said that part in a much more dark and sinister manner, why don't you tell me from the top just what you've done to yourselves..."
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