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1/20/2016 8:45:59 PM
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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?!"
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[b]The figure turns and looks at her Under his hood, she can see glowing red eyes In an instant they disappear[/b] Well, Well... Look who decided to drop in. [b]She turns around quickly to find him standing behind her He pulls down his hood, and she recognizes him immediately Though part of his face has a rune on it, it is no doubt its him, Phantom[/b]
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A gasp of delighted surprise and she wraps her arms around him. "Phantom! Why aren't you upstairs with the rest? Whatever has you down here, silly man! Lethal is throwing a party. My goodness how are you!? Except dead of course, I... I'm really sorry about that."
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[b]Her arms fall through him, causing her to grab herself Stepping back, his form shimmers before becoming stable again[/b] Down here? Zara, where exactly do you think we are....? This is the 8th Circle of Hell, and I'm a Planes Walker.
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She looks awfully confused. "Wait what do you mean? Are you stuck there? And what is a Planes Walker?"
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I'm like a Divine Bounty Hunter. When I died, it was decided that my sins did not outweugh my skill. So I was made a Planes Walker, someone who mets out Judgement's law on those who break it. So, angels demons, spirits. Anyone. Ad as for being stuck.. No. I can 't directly interact with others, because I'm technically not in the same existence as them. [b]He smirks[/b] An eternal fight... Heh.
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She saddens and presses her hands together. "I'm so sorry. I feel like I've failed you all in not coming back in time. Are you ok with this? Is there any way to change it?"
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Hah. [b]He chuckled for a moment[/b] It was my choice to die, and give the Galaxy a break from me, and this is my reward. Not so bad though. [b]He pats Grimm on the head[/b] I still have Grimm.
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Zara tries to smile. "You weren't so bad. Maybe it's just me being nice, but I knew you. It is a better fate than what it could have been. I am thankful though. To get to see you again. I owe it to Grimm." This time the smile is genuine. "You two were destined to meet. I'm glad he can still help you."
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You... aren;t caught up on the last few decades, Eh? I guess you wouldn't be, wherever you were. Tell the others, I said keep outta trouble. [b]A circle appears around here feet and begins to glow[/b] Oh and Zara, be careful. Even Immortals like Time aren't immune to Judgement. [b]The circle flashes and she is back in the lower level of the party, sans Grimm[/b] [b]Back in the 9th Circle, Phantom pulls back up his hood and starts to walk, Grimm at his side.[/b] Let's get to work, Grimm. [b]There forms shimmer then disperse into a cloud of smoke[/b]
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It felt like a dream. She looks around frantically for Phantom before she accepts that he is gone. Even Grimm stayed with his master. Smiling sadly, Zara cries a little, quietly to herself. She would miss him. At least he was ok with his fate.
