Characters: Sword, Jupiter Djinni, possibly others?
Content: An unhappy little knight goes looking for information, and finds trouble instead.
Setting: Glass Bonsai (G5)
Time: Midday-ish
Warnings: Um. Violence, probably?
Sometimes, your own compass didn't work quite right. It broke, or skewed, or got lost, or just twirled around aimlessly. That was why
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It was actually feeling rather content for now, but that might well change if it were surprised.
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Clearly, he needed to get their attention, right? He just needed to get up there and ring the bell--a formidable task, for someone of his height. Nonetheless, he approached the challenge gamely enough, taking off at a run and leaping. Gloved hands caught the edge of the counter, and he hauled himself up next to the tacky statue, ringing the bell and hoping the owner would have something of use for him.
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The noise did, however, draw the shopkeeper out from the back room. "What's all that racket?" the man said.
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The Djinn, however, continued to flee as Sword continued to pursue it. But its agility was badly limited in the narrow aisles, and thus it flew directly into a shelf again. This one, fortunately, seemed to be populated mostly by old shoes, which followed the Djinn through the other side of the shelf into the next aisle.
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"Wait!" Regardless, he scrambled up the shelf the Djinni had plunged through, climbing out the other side and cringing as he realized the pair of them had managed to scatter and knock off a shelf full of of porcelain pieces for tea services, painted with elaborate, fanciful animals. If it really was a weak monster like it seemed, he'd just try to chase it out the door so it wouldn't cause more damage....
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The Djinn had no intention of waiting, however, and kept on as fast as before. By now the shopkeeper had decided to throw in his lot, too, and try to prevent any additional damage to his merchandise, and began chasing after it from a direction perpendicular to Sword's. "Stop, monster!" he shouted. His logic was simple; if they could force it into a corner, he could then just pick it up and drop-kick it out the back door.
The plan seemed to be working; the Djinn quickly collided with a shelf in the corner, not realizing it wouldn't be able to cut through into an aisle that didn't exist. Finally, with Sword boxing it in on one side and the shopkeeper on the other, it stopped and held more or less still - "more or less" because it was still looking anxiously back and forth between them, searching for a sufficient opening and not finding one...
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This delusion was shattered with sudden, shocking intensity, only made worse by the sword physically connecting him to the djinni. He screamed (impossibly high and loud, a sound far closer to some kind of animal than anything a human would make) as the electricity surged through his sword and armor, blinding pain ripping through him as he felt his skin blister and burn through the fur, tearing into smoking welts. He convulsed for a several moments as the electricity ran its course, muscles spasmodically locking up and going uncontrollably limp until he couldn't even stand ( ... )
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