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[ With a loud bang! sound, a small figure appears in the courtyard holding a laptop in one hand and a ball of sparking energy in the other. Dairine bounces a little to test the planet’s gravity, then frowns. ]
This isn’t what the imaging routine showed. Did the Pullulus throw us off course?
[ Shouldn’t have. That spell was ridiculously advanced. Then again… the dark matter was supposed to affect wizardry eventually. What if it happened sooner rather than later? Dairine looks around, hoping to distract herself from that line of thought when she realizes… ]
Roshaun? … Roshaun!! [ Dairine’s voice raises a few octaves as her searching becomes more frantic. OK. Problem 1: she doesn’t see Roshaun. Problem 2: her necklace is missing. Don’t panic. Don’t- Yeah, she’s panicking. After a very deep breath, she deactivates the energy spell and sits in the grass, rubbing her eyes with her hands. ]
This is officially the worse transit I have ever taken. Including my Ordeal. Spot, I need you to message the others. And Roshaun. I’m not rerouting this transit ‘til I know exactly where he-! [ She looks at the screen, now displaying the words Addressee is not in ambit. ] What.
[ OCC: Open to journal or action. Her journal is there and open, she just hasn’t noticed it (yet). Just… beware her mood. ]
This isn’t what the imaging routine showed. Did the Pullulus throw us off course?
[ Shouldn’t have. That spell was ridiculously advanced. Then again… the dark matter was supposed to affect wizardry eventually. What if it happened sooner rather than later? Dairine looks around, hoping to distract herself from that line of thought when she realizes… ]
Roshaun? … Roshaun!! [ Dairine’s voice raises a few octaves as her searching becomes more frantic. OK. Problem 1: she doesn’t see Roshaun. Problem 2: her necklace is missing. Don’t panic. Don’t- Yeah, she’s panicking. After a very deep breath, she deactivates the energy spell and sits in the grass, rubbing her eyes with her hands. ]
This is officially the worse transit I have ever taken. Including my Ordeal. Spot, I need you to message the others. And Roshaun. I’m not rerouting this transit ‘til I know exactly where he-! [ She looks at the screen, now displaying the words Addressee is not in ambit. ] What.
[ OCC: Open to journal or action. Her journal is there and open, she just hasn’t noticed it (yet). Just… beware her mood. ]