Artifact 2.5

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[ Finally, neccessity wins out over pride, and Angela flops onto the Plane.

Either rope is the newest fashion statement in Fa'Diel, or she's been bound. At the elbows, wrists, knees, ankles. And of course there's a gag. No point in tying up a mage if you don't gag them, right?

After a pause to stare at the Plane and huff through her nose in relief that it's still here, she starts attempting to wriggle free of the ropes. ]

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[contract_star]

[He shrugs.] Don't know.

[whitestlotus.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. [ She fills his glass, then her own. ] If we can get to the creator, we can find out how this place works.

That could be useful... [ What, no, she didn't say anything, just sipping at her booze, thank you. ]

[contract_star]

Mm. [He downs his glass in one gulp, wincing.]

[whitestlotus.livejournal.com]

"Mm." Yeah, I imagine you're going to be like that for a while. [ She sips at her own glass. ] Guess I'll need to change the way I greet anyone new, since it's no longer right to go blaming the Twins. Not that I've ever even seen them.

[contract_star]

[He remains silent, filling his glass again and downing it at about the same speed.]

[whitestlotus.livejournal.com]

[ She really doesn't know what else to say, so she just plunks down next to him and nurses her own drink. ]

I apologize for my muse D:

[contract_star]

[Hei is done talking and is now slowly getting drunk.]

It's cool!

[whitestlotus.livejournal.com]

[ Normally she'd probably sigh and wander off at this point, but something compells her to stay and keep an eye on him.

Maybe it's what her other self would've done. Who knows. ]