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Betrayal at House on the Hill
[ You sleep, the ground cold beneath your cheek. The ground is hard as stone, cold marble beneath a fine layer of dust that doesn't come anywhere near acting as a cushion. The dust stirs with your breathing.
>> Wake up ]
>> Wake up ]
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[ with a lofty shrug ]
It's a long story, but I'm not human to begin with. The point of the matter is that I've run out of mana, so I don't have much time left. It looks like I'll be returning sooner than I thought after all.
But you managed to get out of there. That's great. Keep fighting, eh, Miles?
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Mana? What? Returning where?
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To the Throne of Heroes. I'm a Spirit, of sorts -- a ghost. Hey, you wouldn't happen to be a magus, would you?
[ with a laugh, like it's a joke ]
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What the hell is a magus?
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Energy. I've got - something like that. Superpowers. Damned porter gave them to us.
[ It's all magic to him, anyway. ]
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[ takes
a moment. ]
. . . Well, damn; it was a joke.
[ a beat ]
You're sure about this?
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You have to keep me alive if you do, right? If I die, you die.
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Fine then! Contract with me and I'll keep you alive! I'll only warn you once now though, I'm a Saber class, Saber! I take a lot of energy, so you'd better have enough!
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[ He holds out his hand to her. ]
I accept your contract.
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miles will feel a burning pain on his left hand -- three red marks appear in a pattern, and Saber forms to be solid, no longer glowing. when she's stopped glowing, all of her wounds seem to heal, or at least begin the process of healing. for himself, it's going to be, completely draining sorry bro.
he can see her parameters -- particularly, Class: Saber. True Name: Mordred, Knight of Rebellion. ]
Ah, that's much better! Now, then!
[ picking him up, ]
Alright, let's find ourselves a car! Master, hang in there!
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He stares down at the marks on his hand. Stares up at her and her parameters. She was not kidding about that drain. His vision swims for a moment and he nearly faints on the spot. Good thing she's carrying him now; he can barely lift his head. ]
Mordred?
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Hm? What is it, Master?
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Arthurian legend. That Mordred.
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[ He laughs a little, painfully. Ow. ]
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Just so you know, even if we have a contract, I won't stand for any comments about my appearance. Drop the subject.
[ anyway we're just going to leap like
really high into the air gomen
time 2 look for a road that might have a car that i can jack ]
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[ Probably for the best he didn't finish that sentence. The sudden jump into the air sure took care of that.
Looks like somebody's driving a minivan down there. ]
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LANDING, FUCKING, IN FRONT OF THAT MINIVAN. JUST FUCKING IN FRONT OF IT.
GUESS WHO'S GOING TO TERRORIZE THIS POOR COUPLE INTO SITTING IN THE BACK SO SHE CAN COMMANDEER THIS ]
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[ she's driving in the opposing lane
probably a good idea to go back to sleep ]
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[ but he's going to pass out again, thanks a lot mordred ]
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[ I DON'T KNOW IF YOU WANT TO KEEP GOING OR END IT HERE IN ANY CASE SHE'S WHACKY SPEED RIDE THAT MIGHT INVOLVE SOME COPS BUT HE'S GETTING TO A HOSPITAL!!!! EVENTUALLY!!! SOON ENOUGH!! REALLY QUICKLY!! ]
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