First Clash

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Felix's immediate reaction to the plane is fear, which he disguises by drawing his second-hand sword and putting on a mask of irritation.] What is this? Sol Sanctum? That is not possible.

[Rising tension] Unless--Wise One? Where are you? Is this your doing? Saturos! Menardi! Your threats I will bear without complaint, but this mockery is too much. Saturos! Alex? I swear to you, Alex, if you're playing games with me you will regret it!

…Jenna? [And, with an edge of desperation that can't really be labeled anything else,] Jenna!

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[madamemoiselle]

Alchemy? Ne, I don't know what that is, so I don't think that's it.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Scowling again.] And you are?

[madamemoiselle]

{Curtsies} My name is Diva, sir.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

Felix. [Still keeping his sword out.] How do I leave this place?

[madamemoiselle]

It's nice to meet you.

You just think of leaving, really. It's easy enough.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

So it is like Psyenergy, then. [He closes his eyes, and a moment later disappears.]

[And maybe he'll even figure out how to get back.]

[madamemoiselle]

{She'll just wait, if he does!}

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[AND LO, he finally does.]

[madamemoiselle]

See? It's not so bad.