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Post by Larksing on Apr 22, 2011 9:08:31 GMT -5
"You hold up your fragment of the necklace," Fivel instructed, her throat drier than sandpaper. "And I'll focus my energy into a beam of light. It'll hit the necklace and then..."
"Then..." Narcisco led her on.
"Then the Fathom should appear. It's not a very complicated process." Fivel tugged on her bangs frustratedly. "Ready?" she asked, finally gaining the strength to actually speak clearly. Fivel going back and forth between the two worlds is almost as complicated and tiring as alchemy.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 24, 2011 16:22:38 GMT -5
"Yeah," Abel replied, holding up his piece.
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Post by Kat Lenox on Apr 24, 2011 20:26:43 GMT -5
Seth gripped his piece. "Okay, I'm ready."
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Post by Larksing on Apr 25, 2011 15:00:21 GMT -5
Narcisco held up his piece without a single word. This should be an interesting experience. he thought. I'm dying to watch this process.
Fivel slammed her eyes shut. Blue energy began to swirl around them as she concentrated more and more, until the energy began too strong for anyone to be able to see through it.
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Post by Kat Lenox on Apr 25, 2011 15:32:33 GMT -5
Seth's eyes closed on their own, only muting the bright glowing blue. Geez, the blue's light's so...bright.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 25, 2011 18:29:33 GMT -5
Abel shut his eyes, as the others did. He could tell that the bright blue light was shining because he could discern a certain brightness even though his eyes were closed. Any moment now, they would open their eyes and appear in Fathom.
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Post by Larksing on Apr 26, 2011 14:56:53 GMT -5
Fivel's eyes opened, her mind charged with raging energy.
"Metaforá mas apó aftó to vasíleio kai se éna állo, exísou se énan kathréfti os pros éna prósopo . Férte mas ti Fathom!"
Suddenly, the swirl of light, the funnel cloud of complete energy, faded away, leaving the group of four in the same spot; sort of.
The school, and everything sitting around it had become charred and barren, like a ferocious fire had run through it. Not like it had been before, when they had been in the real world.
"Oh, no." Fivel said.
"Where... where are we?" Narcisco asked. His eyes hadn't recovered from the light yet, and his eyes were far superior to any of the others'.
"I.." Fivel swallowed. "I have no.. we were supposed to come to the Fathom world Havens, but..."
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Post by Kat Lenox on Apr 26, 2011 15:37:31 GMT -5
Seth felt the atmosphere change around him, to something...different. "Oh uh? What happened?" he asked, not able to see anything.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 30, 2011 17:26:30 GMT -5
"..Are you sure we're really here?" Abel asked, as his eyesight slowly adjusted.
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