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1/19/2016 2:20:05 AM
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Zara held onto Lethal's arm and beamed as she saw her friends.
Memories flooded back and silently some tears rolled down her cheeks. They were happy tears and she didn't bother to wipe them away. She was neither hungry nor thirty. Simply enjoying the fact that she was among friends again.
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Python waves, a smile on his face and a glass of whiskey in the other hand. He seemed calmer then when she last saw him, not trying to kill something, perhaps.
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Walking over Zara picked up a cup of whiskey and joined her comrade. "Looks like your getting comfy. Cheers!"
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"Cheers!" He smiled a raised his glass, clinking it with hers and taking a drink. He finished the entire glass and set it down on the table.
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Finishing her glass she set it down as well. A contended smile lit her features. "Well Python, it's been quite the journey. Are we really ready to retire?"
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"I wasn't...but I got force into it." He smiles, lifting his shirt and revealing a massive black spot, sparking and sizzling with red. Anti-matter. It's what he ran on. Destructive and powerful. He puts his shirt down and the sparking stops, as if the shirt hid it. "Took Earth with me." He chuckles.
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Her eyes widen. "Geez! You went out with a bang alright! Good grief! I've seen a few planets destroyed before. Most of the time we live." She smirks mischievously at the end. "I'm glad though that you have finally found rest. I think we've all been needing and deserve this."
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"Can't agree more..." He smiles looking around the room. "You're not dead too, are you?"
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She smiles. "No not dead, yet anyway. But I was sent to live out some time here due to my involvement in my races wars." "Made me happy for sure. I just wish I could have come back sooner."
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He smiles and hugs you, staying silent. The massive man felt gentle, warm and caring. It was odd, to not see him itching to kill something.
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It certainly was odd so she relished the simple hug. This was her friend, her brother, her comrade. Zara hugged him back and didn't let go till he did. A little teary eyed for the moment.
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He lets go, pulling back after a while. "Don't cry on me Zara. I don't wanna look like an ass at the reunion." He smiles at her again.
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Wiping away a tear she laughs softly. "Tears of joy my dear."
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He chuckles again. "That's good then...not an ass." He smiles.
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"No never. Come on then! Let's join the party!"
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He laughs a bit. "I'm gonna go get some more whiskey first." He walks off, limping to one side as he does so into the kitchen to get some whiskey.
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[b]Grimm sat in the corner, resting as hellfire erupted from his nostrils She had also taken notice that Phantom was absent, even though he had supposedly died as well[/b]
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She was barely able to step away from Lethal, but upon seeing Grimm a joy leapt into her heart. She advanced and caressed the beasts face. "Ah dear! So good to see you! Where is you Master? Where is Phantom?" Zara looked about the room, but each scene yielded no answer.
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[b]He looked up at her and growled in a submissive manner, bt offered no answer other than a burnt Scouter he had under his body[/b]
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She giggles and speaks to Grimm lovingly in baby talk. Noticing the broken scouted she reaches for it. Turning it over she grows a little worried. "Grimm... Where is Phantom?" This time the question comes a little more whispered and a little more worrisome. She stands and exits the room in deep thought as she still holds the scouter.
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[b]As she leaves he growl as he perks his head up, before disappearing in a puff of hellfire[/b]
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The growl catches her attention and she whips around to see smoke. Taken aback her head swivels as she looks for Grimm. "Ah! Grimm...? This is odd." Without stopping to tell anyone where she is going, Zara begins to search. She proceeds towards a lower level.
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[b]Grimm sits in a shaded corner of the lower level, a circle sitting at the base of his feet It glows red with sigils, seemingly a transport circle[/b]
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Fully trusting Grimm, Zara enters the circle. Gently she pushes back a loose curl. A sense of adventure spiked through her along with a bit of nervousness.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 1/21/2016 12:27:54 AM[b]The sigils flash, blinding her for a moment, but when here vision returns she is standing in a wasteland, flames erupting from the ground every so often As her vision gets clearer, she can make out a figure in a ragged cloak in the distance, just as they strike down a massive Golem, causing it to turn to rubble They sheathe their swords and pull a glowing sphere out of its body[/b]
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Zara rubs her eyes and reaches for Grimm. She mutters to herself. "Is that him? Phantom?" A step forward and her eyes adjust. Her white dress blows in the wind as she decides whether to call out or not. It's not as though she can sneak up on the figure. She'd also prefer to not chase him down in heels. Nevertheless she begins walking. As she draws closer she shouts out. "Phantom?!"
