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[nexmosnonlucror]

[There is a rather ungainly thud as a figure lands, hard, on the ground. Pale trembling fingers sink into the soil to push the boy -- no more than sixteen -- onto his hands and knees. He is breathing heavily, a thin sheen of sweat covering his handsome face -- but that glint in his eyes shows a tremendous amount of lifeThin lips purse together as

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[nexmosnonlucror]

I do not require a clinic.

[Instantly, almost a hiss. Tom is quelling panic. Panic. Merlin, he hadn't felt panic in -- ever, where is his magic, why can't he cast spells, his chest feels like collapsing.]

What I require is knowledge of where I am and where the nearest telephone or train station is.

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[nexmosnonlucror]

Adstringendum --

[The Latin flows easily off of his tongue. Tom closes his eyes.]

Impossible.

[Video]

[nexmosnonlucror]

I was within the halls of one of the most protected schools in all of history and now I'm in the middle of a wasteland with nothing but a telephone that should not exist and a rabid rabbit.

Explanation is warranted.

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[nexmosnonlucror]

This place certainly has an appreciation for simple Latin --

[Tom is furious and is lashing out at anything that seems stupid to him. Which apparently is the name of the Animus.]

[Video]

[nexmosnonlucror]

And there is no way out?

[Video]

[nexmosnonlucror]

So it is not of our own choosing.

[Video]

[nexmosnonlucror]

... tch.

What is your name?

[Video]

[nexmosnonlucror]

Tom.