Things Reborn, Saturday Night

[endsthegame]

The other strike team... took a little more time to find their charge. In the end they located Cecil, however, within the ruins of what had once been Things Reborn.

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[tentaclesatlast]

Cecil screamed, a hollow sound that echoed around the street, and his tentacles grew more uncoordinated as he tried in vain to swat away the fire. It was slowly eating away at him, though, and Foucault's frantic flapping only fanned it higher, until they were both fully ablaze.

[spellchucker]

Khadgar sighed as he watched Cecil burn, and bent over a little to catch his breath. "Is everyone all right?"

[furnaceface]

//Aside from some whiplash and desperately missing the ability to vomit?//

Jono stumbled backwards as he watched the fire, then took an unceremonious seat on the ground.

//Never better.//

[spellchucker]

"I think I'm going to sleep for a week," Khadgar said. "Is this how it always goes, when the island is attacked?"