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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/31/2017 3:17:31 AM
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[b][i][u]Visions[/u][/i][/b]
[b][u]The Tower watch, Last City, Earth
0300 Hours[/u][/b]
Fionn stands at the railing, looking down upon the City and the Traveler.
Both seem to glow in the dark, moonless night.
"An' your sure that's what this means?"
Fionn asks Wisp.
"Positive. I heard it as clearly as you hear me now."
Fionn nods, staring out at the City.
[spoiler]open to splash, a continuation of the last post.[/spoiler]
English
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Sarah was asleep on a tree branch up on the tree by Banshee-44. She suddenly fell out of the tree. She fell on her back, eyes wide open saying, "I feel a disturbance in the force."
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Wisp replies with a Darth Vader line: "You don't know the power if the dark side." Fionn rolls hos eyes at the Ghost.
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She gets up to her feet, pointing at Wisp, saying, "The oppression of the Sith shall never return."
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Fionn laughs a bit. Wisp imitates Vader's voice. "Impressive, most impressive, but you are not a Jedi yet."
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She climbs the tree, "I have the high ground. Don't try it."
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Wisp flys back to Fionn. "Should we tell her?"
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"Tell me what?" She asked, jumping down from the tree.
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"Nothin. It's nothin." "It's not nothing." Wisp corrects Fionn.
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"What are you hiding?" She asked.
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"Like I said, nothing." He replies, turning away. Wisp rolls his eye. "Fionn, just tell her."
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"Fionn, I swear if you are cheating me, I will slap you to the moon, and punch you back to Earth until you're six feet underground."
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"Cheatin? Sarah, ya know me better an that." He sounds genuinely offended that she'd even think that.
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"Then. What. Are. You. HIDING!" She asked.
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"The Traveler spoke to us." Wisp replies.
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"Wait... [i]WHAT?![/i]"
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"You heard me. The Traveler spoke to us. And it wasn't g-" "Apparently it wants me ta lead a war an reclaim earth."
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"Do you mind if I call you Joan of Arc because of that?" She asked.
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"Please don't. I'd rather naw think o' what happened ta her." He sighs, leaning on the railing.
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"That's my point... I'm afraid it'll happen to you... or maybe you might have a worse fate. I just can't stand to think about the thought of my life without you."
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"I ain't plannin ta die any time soon, Lady Warlock." He smiles slightly.
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"That's the thing... no one plans to die. It always strikes when least expect it."
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He sighs. "Your right."
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"Please don't go through with it..." She begged.
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"Sarah, if it means givin' the City a chance... I can't pass this up."
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"Fionn... don't... please. I'll die if I wake up to find you gone."
