[The bar door suddenly swings open. As the lightning crashes behind him, illuminating a crisp white outline around his figure, Ian walks silently in, dripping with rain water, a hoodie drawn over his unruly green hair. He glances to the left-to the right-before sitting down with a shadow crossing his features. After a beat, he looks up to the
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[He'd followed Ian to the woods - years of practice with stealth and deceit had helped him remain out of sight - and he was now watching this odd ritual he seemed to be undergoing. The only real signs of Tattoi being there are some plumes of mist that might be written off as fog. ...Very localized fog. :|b]
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But... after a while, that fog does catch his eye. He drops the vial and leaps up, surprised.]
What the heck...! Is the forest haunted or something...?!
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Hey, ghosts! Stop being jerks!
I-I'm not scared of you anyway, so there!
So l-lay off the foggy stuff, huh??
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PLEASE, SPIRITS, I'M A GENTLE SOUL AND I WOULDN'T HURT A FLY! IS THIS YOUR SPECIAL FALLEN TREE? I'M SORRY, I SHOULD'VE RESPECTED IT! OH HONORABLE TREE, FORGIVE ME FOR BOTHERING YO-
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OH GOD, ARE YOU THE SPIRIT OF THAT TREE?! I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO MESS UP YOUR GRAVE! PLEASE SPARE ME!!
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[With another hiss of steam, he tests out the change...]
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[Even more loud, hissing steam!]
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THAT-
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[why yes I can sound terrified while making a face like this]
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[Now it's the biggest and loudest burst of steam yet. He's probably going to draw attention to himself this way, but he's got escape plans. Totally. :|b]
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JUST SAYIN'.]
MY PURPOSE HERE IS TO TAKE A P-P-PLEASANT NAP, STEAMY SPIRIT!!
[Now that that's said and done, he's just gonna chill behind this tree here and sob to himself about how there's no place like home.]
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[Since he can't, though, all he might be able to notice is a crackle of electricity building up within the steam-spirit... and once it builds up enough, it's released in the form of a bolt of lightning. Aimed right at Ian, or the tree he's hiding behind; preferably the former. |Db]
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SO HE TAKES THAT BOLT OF LIGHTNING LIKE A CHAMP.]
Owowowowowo-!
[Aaand he faceplants to the ground. Probably to weep to himself about his luck.]
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