Echo (
screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm
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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.
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[ it comes out as kind of a whine, really ]
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Let's go see if it's still there.
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Well, we'll figure something... out...
[ hopping off the stage and making for the exit, a... a little wobbly... wow adrenaline crash ]
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Steady...
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I'm okay.
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I guess we are heading out and hauling ourselves up the knife ladder again... ]
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BACK UP THE LADDER and to the ballroom I guess? ]
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