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gentle_seekersThere's a flash and an explosion over the Nexus... and very few people look up other than to ascertain that whatever just went boom isn't coming down on their heads. It's not, so they go about their business as though nothing has happened.
Whatever it is streaks toward the park and leaves a smoking crater as it hits.
And a soft, wordless alarm call sounds in a certain priestess's spark.
Whatever it is streaks toward the park and leaves a smoking crater as it hits.
And a soft, wordless alarm call sounds in a certain priestess's spark.
Nexus. By the sign. Helping hand.
March 28th, 2008 07:59 pmrandom_xtras((continued from here))
The yellow one's face remains blank, though her optics track events that are long past and gone and her emotions suddenly jangle with pain and horror.
The yellow one's face remains blank, though her optics track events that are long past and gone and her emotions suddenly jangle with pain and horror.