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Echo ([personal profile] screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm

♥ v2

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

(please join #echolife! ♪)
squirreledaway: (I'm sorry you look like that.)

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[personal profile] squirreledaway 2013-07-30 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
It's okay...

[he offers out a hand, if he wants to climb up to his shoulder]

Um. You can stay out here, or I can put you in my inventory, where you'll be safe, even if anything happens to me.
squirreledaway: (I'm sorry I will be your moeblob.)

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[personal profile] squirreledaway 2013-07-30 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
It's whatever you want, to feel safest.

[so. he's... going to pick him up, and put him in his inventory]

But I can still hear you from here!

[it's wide, Janta. And you can play with all the random crap he has there, like spare food and stuff!]
squirreledaway: (I'm sorry.)

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[personal profile] squirreledaway 2013-07-30 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[BUT HE'LL BE SAFE. NOW, into the darkness. Let's see... if I can find the ballroom.]
squirreledaway: (I'm sorry you're making me mad.)

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[personal profile] squirreledaway 2013-07-30 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[INTO THE ROOM WHERE LIGHT FLICKERS!!]