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The Game.
Jul 24, 2015 16:03:52 GMT
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Post by theros on Jul 24, 2015 16:03:52 GMT
Power:2
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Post by The GM on Jul 24, 2015 16:06:38 GMT
The two splash to the surface. Fletcher is somehow managing to keep them both afloat. The few kids towards the back can see the ferry pulling up to the dock.
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The Game.
Jul 24, 2015 16:17:14 GMT
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Post by theros on Jul 24, 2015 16:17:14 GMT
(Is there a way that I can help get them out of the water? If so, I do it. Like I might grab a conveniently placed random rope on the dock to lower down to them)
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The Game.
Jul 24, 2015 16:27:52 GMT
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Post by Burnadette on Jul 24, 2015 16:27:52 GMT
I have a vice grip on Fletcher. I shut my eyes tight and recite to myself over and over, "Kindle the flame, don't let it extinguish. Kindle the flame, don't let it extinguish."
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The Game.
Jul 24, 2015 17:04:53 GMT
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Post by Fletcher on Jul 24, 2015 17:04:53 GMT
I wrap my fingers around the pier and attempt to just hold on.
Power: 2
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Post by The GM on Jul 24, 2015 18:08:03 GMT
Theros reaches in and grabs on to fletcher to pull them up. They are both heavy to you but the girl runs over to help and together you get them up.
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Post by Lan on Jul 24, 2015 18:24:40 GMT
A young boy watches quietly, seeming a bit dumbfounded at the sudden acts that took place.
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The Game.
Jul 24, 2015 18:47:03 GMT
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Post by Burnadette on Jul 24, 2015 18:47:03 GMT
I spit the remainder of the water out of my mouth and frantically take out my flask from my pack. I take a swig and feel comforted by the liquid as it burns the back of my throat. I turn to Fletcher and offer him my flask.
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Post by Conrad on Jul 24, 2015 19:05:04 GMT
After witnessing the sheer stupidity that just happened I decide to stay out of these peoples way and switch my tune to a more calming one and wish I knew how to put a bit of power behind it.
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Post by The GM on Jul 24, 2015 20:08:42 GMT
"Are you two alright?!" the girl asks looking quite concerned.
A few other kids mutter about being in a troop of crazy people.
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The Game.
Jul 24, 2015 20:20:56 GMT
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Post by Fletcher on Jul 24, 2015 20:20:56 GMT
Fletcher waves off the flask and picks up his cudgel, shivering in the chilly air. He walks to the middle of the pier and sits down, pulling his knees up to his chin and shaking.
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Post by theros on Jul 24, 2015 20:26:34 GMT
"Are you two alright?!" the girl asks looking quite concerned. "Thanks for helping me pull them out!" Theros smiles at the girl. Finally noticing the ferry, he runs over to his backpack and picks it up with a heave. |
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Post by Lan on Jul 24, 2015 20:29:59 GMT
Fletcher waves off the flask and picks up his cudgel, shivering in the chilly air. He walks to the middle of the pier and sits down, pulling his knees up to his chin and shaking. Lan frowns and walks over, draping his cloak over the boy. "You people are crazy, you know that?" He says with a gentle smile to show he didn't mean it in a harsh way. |
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The Game.
Jul 24, 2015 20:35:10 GMT
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Post by Burnadette on Jul 24, 2015 20:35:10 GMT
Bernadette shivers furiously and stammers "thi- thi- this isth why I hate the cold!" Struggling even more so to speak with her large front teeth. She turns to Fletcher "Stho because we bolth almothst died, d-d-d-does thisth make us friendths?"
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Post by Lan on Jul 24, 2015 20:50:04 GMT
He rummages through his bag and pulls out another cloak and gives it to the girl.
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