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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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[When she heard the roar, Leela started to run. She drew her knife but stopped, confused, when Damon disappeared. And it could only be Damon. It had been a long time since she'd seen his face - and she'd never seen it on the Plane - but his voice was familiar. Very familiar.]

I don't know.

[She moved to edge of the water, peering in with a slight frown. Beneath the surface, it was still and silent.]

It is gone, for now.

[Damon blinks when he notices her peering into the water] Leela? Can you...can you see again?

[At that, Leela smiled broadly. The answer was probably obvious, but she stilled turned away from the water to look at him.]

Braxiatel found a way to repair them.

[Damon practically beams -- this news is far more important than the fact that he was nearly eaten just now, after all] Really? That's wonderful! How did he manage it, if you don't mind me asking?

[Arthur is used to saving flailing idiots. He does travel with Merlin after all~ So he pulls out his sword and was just about to try to jump in to save the flailing idiot - but he stops and blinks as he watches Damon drop from the Plane and reappear again.]

[Arthur puts his sword away and tries to think of going home, but nothing happens. He stares at Damon suspiciously]

I thought the same, and it appears we still are, except for you. [he approaches Damon] Why is it you can return home when no one else can?

[shakes his head, before attempting to wring the water out of his sleeves] I don't know, I haven't been able to before now. I would say that perhaps someone didn't want me to die, but considering I've died here before...I find that highly unlikely.

[his suspicions are not going away, Damon!]

Crossing that water would be an incredibly stupid risk to take for someone who didn't have the assurance of being able to pull themselves away from this place. Your ability to return home came to you at what seems the most convenient moment.

[it's okay, he's used to dealing with people who are suspicious of him. See icon. :|b]

I honestly didn't know there was anything in the water when I attempted to cross it. It isn't usually there in the first place. [he pauses, a bit embarrassed] Not that I frequent the bar on a regular basis, of course.

[poor thing *pets him* now he has to deal with another prat]

You weren't suspicious in the least of water appearing mysteriously out of nowhere after countless monsters have terrorized us for weeks?

[he's learned suspicion well from his daddy~]

[Nathan, from Over There, sees this, and attempts to leave the plane immediately.

It doesn't work. Now he is mad.

He crosses his arms and glares at Damon from over here.]

Hey. Fuck you!

[he is clearly destined to be a prat-magnet. ;; He is also rather oblivious.]

...No? The thought hadn't actually occurred to me. But I suppose it makes sense, considering.

[Damon stares at the very angry person] I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?

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You went home, you douchebag! I know what going home looks like!

[he has no idea what "douchebag" means, but he's guessing it isn't good] I didn't know that would happen! I simply wished I could go home instead of being eaten, and then...I was there.

I hate you. Okay? I hate you.

[sighs] If it's any consolation, I'll probably be arrested if I go home, and eaten by invisible monsters if I stay here.

No. It isn't. Fuck what'll happen to you back home! If I wasn't over here, I would fucking kick your ass! I hope you die. Seriously. Ser- seriously, die.

[Nathan growls and flips Damon off.]

Fuck you, dress guy! Fuck you and your fucking dress! I'm fucking rich and I want to go home, and you've over there all 'boohoo, I'm a pussy, I'll get arrested'. Guess what! I don't care!

[while Damon is no stranger to prats, this sort of open hostility is new to him. Even Maxil has never explicitly said he wanted him dead.] ...No, but I didn't expect you to care in the first place. I only thought you would enjoy knowing that neither option is pleasant for me. And you may get your wish about my death, at this rate. It wouldn't be the first time.

Actually, you know, fuck being over here, and fuck getting my jeans wet! I am going to kick your ass.

[Nathan knows nothing of doom in the water. He was just avoiding it because he didn't want to get his jeans wet.]

[even though Nathan clearly hates him, Damon is still concerned for his safety D:] Don't! Please, there's a creature in the water -- it nearly ate me. You can hurt me another time, but avoid the water for your own safety. [that logic probably sounds wrong, but that's how Damon works :|]

[Nathan has already stomped out into the water a bit.]

Huh?

[What?????]

[repeats himself a bit louder] There's a creature in the water! You won't see it, but you'll hear it...it's why I thought of home. Please go back. Even though you wish I was dead, I don't wish the same for you.

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[Nathan considers this for a moment and then decides the desire to beat up this guy overwhelms his need to get out. So he continues stomping over.]

Don't fucking care. Can't be- be worse than, uh, a lake troll!

[Of course, whatever it is has reared it's ugly head - so to speak - but no. Nathan is on a mission and he shan't be distracted by invisible water monsters.

Not even as it begins attacking him in a frenzy of thrashing/raging water and he starts to bleed.]

Jesus fuck!

[It does inspire him to yell though and move a bit quicker. He's so going to kick your ass Damon, monster or not.]

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)

They were called nanobots. [And, although Braxiatel explained what they did, the only thing she really understood - the only thing that really mattered - was that they had worked.]

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