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[Damon desperately needs a very strong drink after the past few days. The only problem? The bar is surrounded by water. He attempts to get across via a few wooden crates, but his ~~dress~~ robe isn't very helpful. So he falls, of course, and attempts to trudge through the water, trying to ignore that hungry growling!

It's only when he hears the roar that he panics -- he doesn't know how to fight, he can't even see the creature, he's going to die again, he wants to go home...and then he disappears from the Plane.

He reappears a few moments later a safe distance out of the water, still looking very wet, panicked, and highly confused]

I thought we were trapped here. And what...what was that thing?

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Damon! [Jamie unsheathes his sword, running towards what he thinks is the source of that growl, only to come skidding to a stop when Damon blinks off the Plane. He stares in astonishment for a few seconds before noticing the growl is still there - and much closer now. Looking down, he realizes he's run into the water. Luckily there's a crate right next to him and he leaps up onto it, bobbling for a moment but managing to retain his balance.]

Stay back! It's still in here!

Edited 2010-10-14 09:15 (UTC)

Jamie! [Damon feels horribly guilty for putting him in this situation, and terrified that his friend will be eaten, but then he has an idea] Jamie, don't move. I'm going to get some things from the kitchen, alright?

[Damon shouldn't feel guilty, really. If it was a cliff, Jamie would've fallen off of it and then wound clinging to the edge. It's just something that he seems prone to. Meanwhile, the growling noise comes right up to the edge of the crate and something churns up the water nearby. Jamie tightens his grip on his sword and looks down nervously at the water.]

A-aye. I'll not go anywhere. Just...hurry, will ye?

[Damon does hurry, and returns quickly, carrying some meat from the kitchen with gloved hands.] I'm going to attempt to lure the monster away from you. When it attacks the meat, try to get to safety as fast as you can.

[and with that, he starts dropping meat into the water]

[Jamie nods, still looking uncertain, but he sheathes his sword. Faced with tasty-meat-snack-on-a-crate and tasty-meat-snacks-in-the-water, the invisible creature goes after the ones in the water. As soon as it's far enough away, Jamie starts jumping from crate to crate. The sword is a little unbalancing at first, but he compensates quickly enough and makes it safely to the water's edge. There's a few inches of water between his last crate, though. He jumps and falls into the water with a splash. Fear is a really good incentive, though, and he scrambles out of the water before the creature can get to him.]

Phew! That was closer than I would have liked. Thank ye, Damon.

[awkwardly] Please don't thank me, Jamie. It's my fault you were in that situation to begin with.

[Jamie shakes his head] It's not your fault that I ran after ye. That was my choice, aye?

[And, yeah, he's a bit impulsive, especially when it comes to helping out his friends.]

But...I saw ye disappear. [hopefully] Are we able to go home now?

You shouldn't have had to make that choice. [frowns] And you can try, but I think it may just be me. Others have tried and failed.

[He does try, and goes exactly nowhere. A faintly disgusted look appears on his face.] Och.

How is it ye can go, then, if we can't?

I wish I knew, Jamie. I have the feeling it isn't because someone wants me to be safe.

Hey? What do ye mean? I would think going home would be a good thing. Ye can avoid the zombies, and those hands...and that invisible beastie in the water.

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