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[Game 21] Summoning
For some of you, this may be a familiar feeling. For others, it's a new sensation: a tug, a pull, suddenly finding yourself slipping between the cracks and opening your eyes in someplace that was not where you were a few moments ago. It feels like getting tugged into someone's embrace: warm, a little exhilarating.
As for where you find yourselves:
It's a tidy, well-kept garden in the backyard of a small house with yellow trim. The house is a little run down, but immaculately clean and well-kept. It's a sunny day, and there are literally pies cooling on the windowsill.
There is a red-haired boy standing on the rooftop, looking down at everyone with his hands outstretched. One moment, he seems very calm. The next moment, it's sheer panic.
"Oh???"
As for where you find yourselves:
It's a tidy, well-kept garden in the backyard of a small house with yellow trim. The house is a little run down, but immaculately clean and well-kept. It's a sunny day, and there are literally pies cooling on the windowsill.
There is a red-haired boy standing on the rooftop, looking down at everyone with his hands outstretched. One moment, he seems very calm. The next moment, it's sheer panic.
"Oh???"
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Ah didnae know we were expecting more guests.
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Do ye mind too much? ♪
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Nope! But it seems like maybe we came at an inconvenient time?
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That seems a little ill-advised! I don't need to give him another reason to glare at me.
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I'm Arias, it's nice to meet you.
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[brightly, holding a hand out to shake. he's bandaged like a skinny lil mummy]
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You're far from home, aren't you? Or did your family escape from the occupation before you were born?
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Ah, this is—a different world from the one yer used tae. Things aren't the same . . .
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[ pleasantly ]
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It is a shame there we so many of them, before lunch.