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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 8, 2004 14:44:41 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from Mistaken Identity.] *Midnight, Tom & Zeytan enterd the room, to there horror they found that the poision had indeed been quick working.* "OH MY GIDDY AUNT!!!! CORIOLIS!!!"
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Post by Coriolis on Nov 8, 2004 14:48:12 GMT
*Coriolis was sitting on the floor. Blue faced and seemingly trying to cough. He tried to talk but only one muttered word was heard.*
he...lp....
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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 8, 2004 14:53:48 GMT
*Tom rushed forward. He helped Corlius on to the bed and laied him on his side in the recovery posision. Crolius started couging more viloently he was fighting back being sick*
"Don't fight it Corlius. Let your body be sick, it will clear your airways somewhat."
*Corlius rleaxed and some thick clear liqured that looked like water but was a lot thicker in texture spued out from his mouth as he coughed and nearly chocked.*
"Thats it come on."
"Zeytan the antidote quickly."
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Post by Midnight on Nov 8, 2004 14:58:11 GMT
*Midnight was unsure what to do. She felt almost frozen to the spot and then rushed over to Coriolis's side. Bending down next to his bed she talks to him.. Unsure what to say at first her normal sarcasm kicks in. Though theres deep worry in her eyes and on her face.*
You can't die on me now!! If I can't walk away from this I'm not going to let you do a runner permenantly.
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 8, 2004 15:03:53 GMT
*Zeytan steped forward and tried to pour some of the liqued that was in the small bottle he was carrying down Corliuses throat. But corlius lurched about fight despretly for air.*
"Hold him still or this will never work."
*Midnight tried to hold Corlius still but he was to strong and his strugles to violent. Finaly Tom stood up and cast a Hold spell on him Corilus was frozen solid with his mouth open and Zeytan poured the mixture down his throat.*
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Post by Midnight on Nov 8, 2004 16:30:09 GMT
*Midnight let go of Coriolis and stepped backwards.*
How long will the potion take to cure him?
*Zeytan shrugs*
Zeytan: Depends om each person and how close they came to dying. Is he a strong person?
*Feeling the aches of bruises and cuts that Coriolis had given her in the bout and when she tried to leave him behind for the second time.*
He's strong alright. I have the bruises to prove it.
*Zeytan raises a eyebrow.*
Midnight: It's a long story and theres a lot more to find out before it's complete.
*Midnight watches Coriolis for several minutes then his body begins to relax as the hold spell wears off. Now it just looks as if he is sleeping but his jewel begins to glow a dull green. Midnight smiles.*
He'll be fine. Grumpy as ever I bet but fine.
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Post by Coriolis on Nov 8, 2004 18:17:11 GMT
*Lying on the floor, seemingly in a peaceful slumber, much is happening to the Watcher.....*
*From the deeper recesses of his mind, the thick fog that had pervaded everywhere slowly starts to clear. The thick black wall that had held him back since his encounter with the mercenary Atlantean beins to show cracks, then a few fallen blocks....*
*Pushing hard with all the mental strength that he can muster, Coriolis launches himself at the barrier between him and his link to Old Kaylo..... And Rhiannon.....*
*The Jade stone gradually empties of its oily content and suddenly burns with a blinding Green light, casting shadows around the room and projecting an intense beam out of the windows and across the School Grounds...*
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Post by Midnight on Nov 8, 2004 18:48:19 GMT
*One minute there was silence in the room and within Midnights mind the next. there was a almighty thud against a wall, a loud shout and a blinding flash of pain. Midnight winces and puts both hands to her temples. After a ccouple of minutes the pain ceases to a dull thud. She opens her eyes and looks down. Her necklace glowing a vibrant sea blue. Looking up she see's Coriolis's necklace glowing brightly and has to narrow her eyes to look properly. The last thing she notices is the senseing of him being there. She smiles warmly The link was retunred for her and from the looks of it for him. There was just one last test. She mentally *talks" to him.The words she says are unheard by the other two*
Welcome back. How do you feel?
*With that she waits for a reply.*
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Post by Coriolis on Nov 8, 2004 19:29:07 GMT
*The effect of her 'speech' is akin to watching a ventriloquist, He hears the words plainly (albeit with a strange resonant 'ring' to it) but never sees her small lips move once...* *He answers her question out loud, barely sure if it was even asked...* I feel like something a fisherman would drag across a harbour... *he glances around the room for a moment, drinking in the details that he's missed from the last few minutes....* What did you give me Rhiannon? It tasted like the brimstone of Hell!
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Post by Phinehas on Nov 8, 2004 19:42:02 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from The Alliance.] *Phinehas, having heard the commotion, enters in what for him would be considered a rush. Seeing that everyone appears ok, but being made uncomfortable by the presence of the stranger and all the light, he quickly steps to a corner.*
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Post by Midnight on Nov 8, 2004 20:01:49 GMT
*Midnight sighed. He was back to his normal self.*
You smell like that as well. As for the brimestone of hell it was the cure to the poison Leytan gave you. We came very, very close to losing you. If it wasn't for Tom we would of done. You wasn't exactly helpful in getting the potion down your neck.
*Again mentally to him.*
Glad to have you back. Hope you have a headache as bad as mine.
*She smiles and then turns round to see Phinehas in a corner of the room. She smiles in acknowledgement and returns her attention to Coriolis.*
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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 8, 2004 20:54:17 GMT
"Glad to see your back with us Master Corlius. Thought for a moment there we where going to losse you."
"And drowning in a school dormatry is hardly a very dignified death for a warrior."
*Tom said in his userwal happy-go lucky tone.*
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Post by Coriolis on Nov 8, 2004 21:15:42 GMT
*Troughton finds himself ignored completely, the subject of the conversation more interested in his companions new trick..*
*He stares at her intently and a flicker of heavy concentration crosses his sweated brow. Reaching out, he tries to return his reply to her...*
[Faint and 'way off', almost as if a badly tuned radio station...]
H....ow.. are........w........e.......doi.........his................?
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Post by Midnight on Nov 8, 2004 21:32:34 GMT
*Midnight forgetting that the others can't hear what is being said between the two shrugs.*
*Mentally to Coriolis.* I have no idea, whatever has been done it didn't half hurt when you came back.
*Looking at the some what hurt look on Toms face.*
*Again mentally* I believe you owe him a thank you.
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Post by Coriolis on Nov 8, 2004 21:53:03 GMT
[The sound in her head still full of static...]
For w..t?!? Al....remember...s do........sing off, feeling strange an....en waking up eye...eye with yo.....
W..t t..nks.do.I.owe....heath...n.Alzan?!?
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