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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 27, 2016 19:40:00 GMT -8
A Lesser Rat- "It's great, Just full of holes and goodness. Hm, our purposes..." Another- "Things to do are good. What's coming up next?"
Undead wind groaned through the holes in the building, but didn't disturb the leaden air.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Sept 27, 2016 19:45:30 GMT -8
Trevor - "By 'purpose' I was thinking 'staying safe', but keeping a respectful eye on things around here can't hurt."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 27, 2016 19:53:28 GMT -8
A Lesser Rat- "Sure thing... I sense you mean something different by 'respect' than we do. Couldja be more specific?"
Indeed, in the spirit speech they shared with him, he only gathered the meaning "defer to those with more power."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Sept 27, 2016 19:59:50 GMT -8
Trevor - "I know you all to already be discreet. Just more of that. This is neutral territory, and we're amongst allies."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 27, 2016 20:04:52 GMT -8
Rats- "Oooooohhh... yeah!"
A Lesser Rat- "I know whatcha mean, say no more."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 5, 2016 17:56:11 GMT -8
Another- "Should we go take that respectul look around now-ish?"
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Oct 5, 2016 18:06:39 GMT -8
Trevor - "Sure. I'm also going to walk around some more."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 5, 2016 18:12:59 GMT -8
A Lesser Rat- "See ya later, Trevor!"
They disappeared into the wall and scurried hard.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Oct 5, 2016 18:33:53 GMT -8
If nobody else was around to talk to, it was time to head out the direction yet unexplored.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 5, 2016 18:44:22 GMT -8
Out in the hall, he heard some sounds that didn't appeal to him. Carlo and Tereza no doubt. Sarah brainz weird sexuality had, if anything, reinforced his asexuality. Eesh. Heading the other direction, he was quickly in a dark wrecked-up stairwell.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Oct 5, 2016 18:51:32 GMT -8
Indeed, dark wrecked-up stairwells were far more appealing. Could he go up the stairs, or was this something he'd simply fall through? Inviting as stairs were, the spirit world has taught Trevor to give them a few light taps with the toe of his shoe before walking on.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 5, 2016 19:00:49 GMT -8
He could go any direction he liked with vampire crawling, slight possibility of slipping on loose surface, but gliding would let any fall be inconsequential. The stairs themselves were messed up BS.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Oct 5, 2016 19:07:28 GMT -8
All the bottommost stairs complained weakly at the slightest touch, so Trevor picked a wall to scale. Up he went, hoping there would be nothing to hinder his climbing.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 5, 2016 19:17:25 GMT -8
He had to work his way around the turns of the stairwell, but it was kind of fun. Wet, dry, funky, fuzzy, hard, soft, wires, splinters, different sensations in his hands. At the top he found himself under a brown filmy skylight.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Oct 5, 2016 19:19:48 GMT -8
((By the way, I never established whether or not Trevor is looking at things normally or spiritually, but assumed we were going with spirit. Which way is he seeing right now, just to be sure?))
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