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Dammit George (closed to Pat and Shade)
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Dammit George (closed to Pat and Shade)
by Count Solar October 23rd 2013, 5:12 pm
“I told you you were going to get us lost,” George grumbled besides Megareus, floating a few inches above the ground.
“And I told you to shut up before I permanently kick you out of my head,” the Malakavian growled. It was an empty threat, and they both knew it; Reus had already tried several times. George was here to stay.
Reus sighed; it had been several centuries since he had visited the town of Salem, Massachusetts, though it was no more of a city. Though to him it seemed as if it had been less than a year; the amnesia had erased all of his memory post 1647, albeit he seemed to have retained information of any magical means. It was just personal encounters that were gone, and anything pertaining to technology. He understood the basics, but only from what George had told him.
He continued to mutter obscenities under his breath; he refused to use either a map or George’s guidance, as it seemed the Shade had had to lead him around everywhere, holding his hand every step of the way. He seemed to enjoy it, taking time to gloat and antagonize Reus about his lack of knowledge in the 21st century.
A hand grabbed Reus’ arm; he whirled around, a dagger in his hand. A small child looked up at him with widened eyes, the pupils dilating fast. Megareus growled, then stalked away. Normally he would not be so jumpy, but lately his nerves had been fried, and the child had been lucky to walk away with his jugular intact.
After several minutes of walking and being taunted by George, Reus threw his hands up in the air. He was truly and utterly lost, and it was pissing him off. He closed his eyes, taking several deep, calming breaths. They were counterproductive though; the thick smells of “Progress” filled his nostrils,and it enraged him. The world was fine the way it was, damn humans, having to constantly change it...
“Aw, is something bothering the hunter? Monsters at the door?” George asked, his words coated in sarcasm and dripping venom.
Megareus struck out, dagger in hand, feeling the blade connect for the briefest of seconds, as though he had actually stabbed George. It was an illusion though, granted to him by the Shade. He glanced down in mock horror as the blade slipped through him.
Reus yelled out in frustration.
“And I told you to shut up before I permanently kick you out of my head,” the Malakavian growled. It was an empty threat, and they both knew it; Reus had already tried several times. George was here to stay.
Reus sighed; it had been several centuries since he had visited the town of Salem, Massachusetts, though it was no more of a city. Though to him it seemed as if it had been less than a year; the amnesia had erased all of his memory post 1647, albeit he seemed to have retained information of any magical means. It was just personal encounters that were gone, and anything pertaining to technology. He understood the basics, but only from what George had told him.
He continued to mutter obscenities under his breath; he refused to use either a map or George’s guidance, as it seemed the Shade had had to lead him around everywhere, holding his hand every step of the way. He seemed to enjoy it, taking time to gloat and antagonize Reus about his lack of knowledge in the 21st century.
A hand grabbed Reus’ arm; he whirled around, a dagger in his hand. A small child looked up at him with widened eyes, the pupils dilating fast. Megareus growled, then stalked away. Normally he would not be so jumpy, but lately his nerves had been fried, and the child had been lucky to walk away with his jugular intact.
After several minutes of walking and being taunted by George, Reus threw his hands up in the air. He was truly and utterly lost, and it was pissing him off. He closed his eyes, taking several deep, calming breaths. They were counterproductive though; the thick smells of “Progress” filled his nostrils,and it enraged him. The world was fine the way it was, damn humans, having to constantly change it...
“Aw, is something bothering the hunter? Monsters at the door?” George asked, his words coated in sarcasm and dripping venom.
Megareus struck out, dagger in hand, feeling the blade connect for the briefest of seconds, as though he had actually stabbed George. It was an illusion though, granted to him by the Shade. He glanced down in mock horror as the blade slipped through him.
Reus yelled out in frustration.
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