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pullmeoutalive2016-01-28 04:48 pm
blindknight) wrote in pullmeoutalive2016-01-28 04:48 pm
because magic
[ Lindsey was… learning. Coming to terms with the fact that it was his own bitterness that was blocking off his magic was an uphill battle, but he was getting better. More often than not these days, his magic came when he called instead of only manifesting to protect Lindsey’s own life, and the more he used his magic to help others the easier it became to be at peace with his situation.
It was a definite cycle, but Lindsey was finding his rhythm.
The fact that he was somewhat more in-tune with his powers was probably what allowed him to feel the strange shift in reality, like cold fingers running down his spine. The sensation made him jerk upright, wide awake at three in the goddamn morning. Against his better judgment, he tossed and turned for a little while, hoping that if he ignored it, the cold and extremely unsettling sensation would go away.
It did not, in fact, go away.
With a loud groan and a few choice words for the universe, Lindsey hauled himself out of bed and got dressed to follow the pull of whatever force that was guiding him to whatever the hell weird thing had presumably crash-landed in this reality.
The fact that it was dark outside hardly bothered him, but the fact that it was a little chilly definitely did. He was just lamenting not grabbing a jacket as he approached the park where his magic was leading him.
He’s only gotten like an hour of sleep. This better be worth it. ]
It was a definite cycle, but Lindsey was finding his rhythm.
The fact that he was somewhat more in-tune with his powers was probably what allowed him to feel the strange shift in reality, like cold fingers running down his spine. The sensation made him jerk upright, wide awake at three in the goddamn morning. Against his better judgment, he tossed and turned for a little while, hoping that if he ignored it, the cold and extremely unsettling sensation would go away.
It did not, in fact, go away.
With a loud groan and a few choice words for the universe, Lindsey hauled himself out of bed and got dressed to follow the pull of whatever force that was guiding him to whatever the hell weird thing had presumably crash-landed in this reality.
The fact that it was dark outside hardly bothered him, but the fact that it was a little chilly definitely did. He was just lamenting not grabbing a jacket as he approached the park where his magic was leading him.
He’s only gotten like an hour of sleep. This better be worth it. ]
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... It's hard to say, because Alisha was defending the area around Ladylake on a patrol, purifying what Hellions still remained. And then...
She's honestly not sure what happens. The air seems to twist, the space itself writhing around her, and she's abruptly thrown into darkness.
And in darkness she remains, although her body itself is sprawled out in a park, spear beside her. It's going to be a bit of a rough awakening, probably.
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Well. They seem to be unconscious, which is going to cause some problems. He kneels next to her, his hands finding their way to her shoulders, and he gives her a light shake. ]
Hey. Wake up.
[ Ever the gentleman. ]