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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/8/2017 10:43:16 PM
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[i]The main room is still very.. Messy. While large battles with Dread had rocked the planet, Malren had attacked the pocket dimension.[/i]
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"Very interesting indeed.... This is underneath the dojo?"
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"No. Different dimension entirely. The trap door is quite literally a cosmetic to a portal."
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"...." [b]Dimitri was silent, lost in thought[/b]
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"Strange and weird. I thought so. With so many different dimensions. So many possibilities are abundant."
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"Is this room all that there is? Or more?"
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"We isolated our families entire house in here. There's nothing else, as it's just a pocket dimension."
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"Of course... Perfect sense made."
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"Perfect defense. But as you can see not that perfect against interdimensional beings."
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"A what?" [b]Dmitri looked even more confused than before [/b]
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"Something that can easily move between dimensions on its own." [i]Derix shrugs, he had taken a lot of knowledge from his dad even though he should've been learning other basic things before being suddenly grown up.[/i]
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"Oh..." [b]Dmitri looked at the two, simply lost [/b] " where is the healer?"
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"He lives with us." [i]As if on cue, snoring can be heard in another room.[/i]
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"We should not wake him for smol injury."
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"I may he bad at healing but I can still see how bad it is. I basically only numbed you do you could get here in the first place."
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"Than wake him. I would Like to get moving as soon as possible."
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"Cover your ears." [i]After they do so, Derix yells for his uncle at the top of his lungs. A very audible thud as if someone fell off a peace of furniture is heard.[/i]
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"Do you believe he is awake?"
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"Has to be." [u]"Derix. You say you want yourself kept secret from your dad for now. Yet you barge in and yell at the top of your lungs."[/u] [i]A very pained Centrax walks in.[/i]
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"Reasoning is good. Need healing."
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[u]Okay okay hold on.[/u] [i]A golden light forms in his hand and floats off a bit, finding it's way to him. It floated around the wounds until sinking into the skin.[/i]
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[b]Dmitri visibly shivered, patting himself down[/b]
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[i]The light had covered over the wounds, fixing each one as they passed.[/i]
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"What..." [b]The ribs might be the hardest. Depending on Centrax[/b]
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[i]As it came to more major wounds, the process slowed. But still went on. The golden light leaves what it fixes.[/i]
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"You have my thanks, stranger."
