Tom Percival has blessed us with another stunning cover for Armageddon Outta Here, and this time it's something extra-special — a wraparound masterpiece...
We're going to release this as a poster for the bookstores, and we're planning on making it available to you guys too — hopefully along with all the other posters. I'll keep you, ahem, posted...
Heheheheheheh.
Oh, and as for who exactly everyone IS on that cover... you'll just have to read the stories to find out.
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*Amethyst's envelope contains a note on purple cupcake stationary that says the following*
Hello!
This is a friendly reminder that you are awesome!
Don't forget to smile!
~Genevieve
*The Delivery Guy nods seriously* I hope you're right. Thank you.
Aro: *watches commotion* Mail? When did mages get a delivery guy?
*takes business card*
Thanks for the delivery :)
*stashes the card away and continues to stare at the note*
Oh, we don't just deliver to Mages. We deliver to mortals, too, although we do have to be a bit more careful.
The Service has been official for nearly a hundred years now, though the convenient delivery discipline existed for some time before then. It's always been obscure, though. Even now, there are only six of us.
You're welcome, Amethyst. :-)
Krystal: Okay, why are you sad?
Aro: My sister.
Krystal: Shhh....we'll get her back.
Aro: I've lost her...
Krystal: Where is this Alastair?
Aro: Somewhere I can't find him.
Aro; Really? That is a neat discipline.
((Damnit. Now I'm just starting at the message trying to work out what SEN means. But at least I have something to do))
So, shall we continue looking through these boxes?
Aro: Well its worth a shot in hell. *calls out mentally* Alastair show yourself.
*nods, tucking the note away*
*she picks up a box and stares at it*
*it is rainbow stripped*
*Snow opens it, and yet again glitter erupts from the box*
*appears, smirking deviously, with an arm around Adra's waist* You called?
Aro: Or not. Bastard.
Krystal: He sounds like it.
Aro: Have you....become used to this place?
Krystal: No.
Thank you. :-)
I find it incredibly useful. I was going to become a Necromancer, you know, like my father, but no one took me especially seriously at that, and the Temple didn't appreciate my sense of humor. Plus, I don't like dead things. So, yeah, Necromancy was a nope, so I took up convenient delivery. :-)
*Presses against him, looking around wearily*
*Her magic snaps back* Hmm.. This is interesting, darling.
Aro: *jumps* Woah okay. Hello. *recovers* You and I are going to have a chat. Man to man. Or are you afraid?
Oh, dear. We can't all just smile and think about boxes and envelopes?
*backs away*
*looks at the delivery guy* might want to get out of here
((Oh my god that worked...that's the scary part.))
Oh, don't flatter yourself, child. What exactly do you think you can accomplish here?
*Huffs* Well I'm a little insulted.
Indeed.
*Gets out of here*
Amethyst, maybe we should do this another time.... *is looking out the window at what is happening*
Aro: Killing you? I dunno. I didn't think you'd come. I have been wanting to try something...I do hope you don't mind. *sends a wave of pure agony towards Adra's mind, then attempts to enter where Niccolò's names are*
*shadow-walks* Holy shit- Alastair. *sees Adra* *tries to not puke*
Don't be, love. He's just upset because I turned his sister into a lovely doll.
...*whispers to Snow* Want to hug him? :D
Oh, you did that trick? I love that on- *Gets cut off, feeling the pain in her head and stumbles, them moves quickly, twisting her foot so a wall of rock collides with Aro*
*whispers back* ... yes....
But now probably isn't the best time
*nods* Maybe later...
I'd shut your trap, Cruciatus. I'm debating if I could cut you into a few pieces and feed you to the sharks in the lake.
*Turns to Amethyst* I wouldn't try that..
...but, at the same time, it's times like these when hugs are the best...
Ya...I know...
... yeah but...... *gestures wildly€
*nods* *decides to just watch*
*shrugs and watches too*
*pulls out popcorn*
*offers some to Amethyst*
((Adra I'm going to just reply to you and Alastair at the same time. ))
*takes some popcorn* Thanks.
*shoots pain into Aro's mind in response, shoving Zafira into the ground with a wall of air*
*nods*
*Mumbles, shaking her head* Nicely done, love.
Aro: *blocks out Alastair's pain and comtinues to try to get to some of the names, feeling rock hit him* Come on, darling Aladra you can fight better
*stands up and slashes at Alastair with shadows* Not. Cool. Reverse Alexis.
((Snow- if I die I've willed my kids to Ravel, kindly tell him.))
((Sure thing))
((And if I have a body- bury me near the Sanctuary. And I want my name in Ireland and America...keep the Alexis doll safe))
...there seems to be a lot of deaths now... :(
*swats her shadows aside with his own* *Aro will meet with a thick mental block* No, Zafira, I don't think I will.
((Well, I have a feeling I'm going to die. If I die you know my wishes.))
*She thinks for a minute, then begins to work on loosening the ceiling above Aro, cracking the rocks until it breaks, pieces falling upon him*
*throws a knife at his heart, which he has technically but I doubt does much* What do you want from me?! You took Alexis, you've got John...*lashes at again, faster this time*
Aro: *tries to break through, hoping to god this isn't his last time*
Aro: *moves so only foot gets stuck* I'm more observant then you think, Adrados. I'm not limited to focusing on Alastair. *sends more agony at her*
*She shuts off a few pieces of her mind's reception, and smiles* Come on, Aro- is that the best that you have? I'm loving this.
*Gestures, and the floor raises up in strips, moving as if arms of a creature, then wrap around Aro, pinning him to the ground, and the rock begins to squeeze*
*Aro's very being is wracked with pain*
Sorry Aro, but she's mine.
*catches the knife, and slides behind Krystal* I want you to beg. I want you to suffer. I want to tear your still-beating heart out, and crush it in front of you, and still not let you die.
If you want to keep trying that, Aro, I could make something beautiful out of your girlfriend, too.
Aro: *eyes widen* Don't you dare!!! *tries to shut Adra's senses of sight and touch* I'm not dying at this age!
*sighs* We didn't ask for your input, Trip.
*Her senses to flicker, and she glances at Trip* Stay out of this- you're with the other alchemists.
Aro: Leave Krystal alone!!!
You know what hurts me, Alice? You want to hurt me you have to try, you have my friend trapped within you, what have you done to John Smith? *fear is in my eyes*
Krystal* *turns to face Alastair* Oh my god...don't kill me. You're...Niccolò...*backs away* I have no fight with you! I'm just with Aro!
*pries Aro out of Adra's mind, drawing more attention to himself* You didn't call me here to go after her. You can't win if you try to fight both of us at once.
Well, that was true a few months ago, yes. But when I heard about this confrontation… well I just couldn't resist.
...this is getting interesting...
Aro: Then tell her to let me fight you, man to man. I want to rip your eyes from your head. I want to. You've hurt my sister, she's all I had.
Rubbish existence if all you live for is your sister, if you ask me..
Aro: I had no other family, Adrados. I lived where mortals were slaves. I've lived, I've killed snd tortured people. I would shut your brain down, now, and you'd die.
Honestly, Zafira. I torture all my names routinely- don't act so surprised.
You've completely missed the point of my statement, Aro, as usual. *shoves Krystal back into his grasp with air, and trails the knife Zafira threw at him over the base of her neck* Where shall I cut her first, darling?
Yes yes, you're very interesting. Now can I please fight my wife?
The stomach is always a good place to start, Alastair.
*Gives a sidelong glance to Trip* We aren't married.
Aro: *stops trying to enter his mind* Leave her alone. Please...I'd rather my name taken then loose her.
Krystal: Alastair, let go of me.
*quietly* I'll bring her back, Aro. I want John safe. *to Alastair* Leave John alone. He doesn't deserve pain.
Yet, dear. However, I am not of this time. Remember?
*flashes his ring finger*
*Shrugs* Well you aren't going to fight me, if that's what you want.
And why on earth not?
*turns on dramatic music*
*Pulls a handgun from her pocket, and readies the trigger, making sure it's loaded*
*Turns it upward, pressing it against the bottom of her jaw* I'll shoot myself before you try anything, Trip.
*Shows him her forearm* And I have precautionary symbols that, upon my death, will keep me from being revived.
Oh, it's far too late for that, Zafira. Your attempts only grow more pathetic with time.
*slides an arm around Krystal's neck to hold her in place, and starts to slice a neat circle into her stomach, filling it in with various lines and spirals*
*casts a sidelong glance at Adra* That's an awful lot of conviction, love...
*clicks his fingers and energy mangles the gun out of recognition from inside put, and walks closer* Well then what about a kiss?
Krystal: *screeches* Stop!!! *kicks against Alastair* Stooop!!!!!!
Aro: *shuts off Krystal's sense of pain* Leave her alone!!!
*shadow-walks behind Alastair and stabs him in the neck*
That it is, Alastair.
*Gestures with her hand, and the ground between them bursts open, the floor breaking like before, tentacle-like rock snaking from it* Feel free to kiss me if you like poison.
*Her lipstick is black*
*turns up dramatic music*
...I don't think I should just be playing with the music here...but...
*turns off music*
*energy bridges the gap and Trip walks across*
Well, I think the sweetness of your kiss would rather cancel out the poison, don't you?
*raises her eyebrows* No, I don't think so. *The rock shatters the energy and whips Trip back across the room*
*moves his head just a tad to the side, so Zafira's knife misses his neck and slides into Krystal's* *steps back, letting her fall to the ground* You really ought to be careful where you stab people.
((Amethyst, I'm slightly scared.))
Amethyst, would you like to join the party?
((I want to help but I don't know what to do...))
...um...
You really ought to be care what you do. *goes over to Krystal and heals her* I can do what you can, Alastair.
Aro: *tries to enter Alastair's mind again* What can you even do to me?! You take my mother I have nobody left!
*careful
Bah
*doesn't know what to do*
What've you got against me love? *energy crackles in his hands* Anyone'd think you didn't want me around.
Amethyst- what are you , an elemental? Do join us! I'll just kill you; it's a lot easier to die slowly than everyone makes it out to be.
*a few of the names scream into Aro's mind, then cut off* You'd be surprised what you can lose, child.
Oh? Really? What gave that away?
*She taps her symbol on her arm, and it glows a faint black color*
Aro: *grits teeth hearing the names* I bet you're bluffing.
Aro, don't do it! He'll take your name if you're not careful!
Eh, it's fine with me. *unleashes a hail of lasers at her*
...die? It seems like everyone died or is dying today. Today must either be a good way to die or just a really good day to kill people.
*was too busy being majestic and shiz to comment but im still here*
Make up your mind- do you want to reach the names , or not? *smirks, throwing his earlier accusation back at him* Are you afraid?
Now, Trip, I can understand what Aro thinks he's going to accomplish, but why are you here?
*She steps back into a portal, disappearing*
Aro: I do, I'm not afraid. *keeps trying to reach the names*
*looks up at Alastair* John Smith I know you can hear me, Nic said you guys can. Stop him! Think of the mistletoe, happy memories, stop Alastair! For me...
Well, this was a serious problem back now, and also, I mean, there weren't that many fights with Aladra, so I didn't want to miss any.
It is always a good day to kill people, Amethyst. Although, in all honesty, I rarely kills victim until they start to note me. My darling Adra, on the other hand, utilizes more finesse, and as of late I've been keeping pace with her.
((.... I just remembered when snow killed a guy for annoying her.... heh.))
((On the plus side i know my will isn't needed yet then))
I gotta go eat dinner. I might be back. Bye!
(See you Amethyst))
*bore
Not "note". *sighs*
Well, she's gone now. You can leave.
*laughs lightly* Zafira, please, you're too much. As if they were listening. As if they cared. *lets Aro in on a few more desperate screeches, completely unchanged since Zafira's plea*
Bye amy
Yeah, that's true. You do bore me. Have fun! *zips out the door*
Aro: That doesn't bother me.
*stands and grabs Alastair's hand* Maybe they don't, but you're too afraid to let them. *turns his hand to stone* Reunite me with John, I really don't care.
*steps sideways and kicks hard into Zafira's ribs, most likely breaking a few unless she dodges or blocks it somehow* *shifts his hand back again* You are a hopeless, foolish woman, Zafira, and you'll die before your dreams ever come to light. In some ways, that makes you the best kind of person. But after a while, it gets old. And you're not interesting anymore.
*faint shriek escapes me from the ribs breaking* I'm boring because I have a heart? Wow! Excellent! Did I ever mention...I can really love Niccolò? *laughs* Did I ever tell you, how I love the sound of screaming? How death makes me feel alive? *steps closer* I always wanted to hurt people I hate. *grins* I love cutting people open. Where do you think my son gets it? I just hide it well, until I became one with my name. Why do you think I'm hardly around.
Why hello everyone, seems I popped in at just the right moment
Aro: No you did not *forces Blake into unconsiousness*
((How rude <.<))
Maybe not, Blake. I'm probably leaving any second now.
I don't care what sort of heart you have, Zafira. You're always the same, always predictable , always deluded, and I tire of it. You still haven't heard a word I've said to you. And there are better ways for me to spend my time. *vanishes*
*stands up groggily*
My good sir that was VERY rude. We do NOT make people fall unconscious as soon as they walk in.
Bastard.
((Alice I'm emailing you tomorrow I have an experiment for you))
Night Blake
Oh for the love of...
Soon as I come everyone goes poof, how typical -.-
*Sighs* Goodnight.
Hello?
Or not! That's okay, too, you know. I don't have any more packages to deliver for another hour, unless someone's schedule changes.
'Sup.
That was weird... it suddenly signed me out.
Oh no, we missed the package...
And the plan messed up because I fell asleep and Alastair came back and I missed all the fighting ughhhhhhhhhhhhh!
School time studying for English time! yay!
Hello...?
You know you're bored when you spend your holidays memorizing Macbeth...
Hello?
*twiddles her thumbs*
Are you still here Chi?
((So no ones here then...I'll wait.))
((*proceeds to wait*))
Hello! Hello! Hello!
((Hello. You'll do.))
*a voice speaks into delivery man mind*
*it is not a voice he has ever known but it is the most compelling voice around*
Hello. Come. The mighty oak. The tree house. Come.
*the voice repeats its message over and over*
((I'll do. That's good to hear. Usually I'll don't.))
What the--? Creepy...
[Glances around for an oak and a treehouse]
((Brb food))
((Very well, then! Just leave me here in suspense! I don't mind at all! :DDDD))
((Back!))
*the voice continues to call him to the biggest oak surrounding the clearing*
*and to the tree house hidden in its branches*
I don't like creepy voices!
*He finds himself following it anyway*
*Maybe it wants a package*
*the inside of the deserted tree house is a bit of a mess*
*glitter coats the ground*
*numerous empty boxes litter the floor*
*the voice speaks again*
Under the bed. The big metal box.
Boxes...! *Begins to feel more at ease*
*He likes boxes*
*Kneels by the big metal one*
What's inside it...?
*the voice is now muffled and out loud*
*it comes from inside the box*
Me. Right, find the key please. Its in the purple bag that's in the blue box inside the green box inside the yellow box under the glittery clothes behind the door to the bathroom.
Oh. Why are you in a box?
*Goes over to the glittery clothes and lifts them up, finding the yellow box*
It's so pretty...!
*Opens the yellow box to find the green box*
*And the green box to find the blue box*
*And the blue box to find the purple bag*
*And the purple bag to find the key*
I'll explain when I'm out.
*Stops, the key inches from the lock*
How do I know you won't eat me?
And steal my packages?
How do I know you aren't locked in there because you eat people and steal packages?
I won't eat you! I won't even be able to touch you! The real me, sure she could have eaten you but if her plan worked then...well...then she gone.
Oh.
I'm terribly sorry to hear that, Miss.
*unlocks the box*
*inside is a blue stone nestled in a golden cradle*
*the blue stone has extra sigils on it than normal*
Step back and pull the box back a bit please..
I dedicate this page to boxes of all shapes, colors and sizes.
Often times people overlook the boxes in favor of whatever happens to be inside, and then discard it once they've opened it, which is really sad, actually because boxes are beautiful and amazing, even if they aren't holding chocolate in them. Also, they can have so many more uses than just holding things. Like hats. They can make very good hats. :-)
Ohh...
*Scoots back*
*Scoots the box back*
Hear hear
*sighs, sitting on the couch, still holding the letter. She had slept with it in her grasp all night after reading it over and over*
Little Vampire...
*the stone glows brightly and suddenly flashes*
*a colour image of the recently lost Silente Tempest is projected out into the tree house*
*her look goes from cheerful to horrified*
WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HOUSE?!
((Hello Chione!))
*Frowns*
I haven't the slightest idea.
*glares around*
It doesn't matter. Its fine. I'll fix it later. I need to see Chione.
*heads for the door*
*starts fading*
*frowns*
*runs back and picks up her echo stone*
And away I go!
Okay. Well, um, bye then!
*Disappears and reappears somewhere in France, where a gentleman in a violet suit is at a convenient moment to receive a package*
*walks across the clearing*
*reaches to knock on the door*
*realises she can't interact with the door*
*knocks with the echo stone*
Chi? You in?
WHAT THE FUCK.
O_O
Just.
What on earth.
I MEAN I LEAVE FOR ONE NIGHT AND WHAT GOES ON???????????
A LOT OF STUFF GOES ON.
A LOT OF STUFF.
I MUST FIND OUT THE SECRET TO STAYING AWAKE FOREVER.
*runs around helplessly*
#ChaseForBookNine
((How can you pick up your stone when you're incorporeal and can't touch objects? :P))
((*hugs Silente* YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! SILENTE IS NOT TOTALLY DEAD!))
(( . . . BUT SILENTE IS MOSTLY DEAD! :())
(( . . . SPEAKING OF WHICH, SILENTE IS MOTSLY DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O
um
just
no
:'())
((*hugs Silente*
*somehow*))
#ChaseForBookNine
((Extra sigils. What you thought I'd let my holograph me be controlled by this stone? Never!))
((*hugs star back* *somehow* *speaking of what in gods name happened to the...uh...body?))
((Extra sigils are cool. O_O
Dead Silentes are not cool.
Well
dead bodies are kind of cool in a literal sense because they don't have body heat
but um))
((And - I have no idea. O_O Nobody seemed to say.))
((I just know that Zaf didn't turn it to stone. I think they might have just....left it.))
((Ewwwwww!))
((Well, they don't . . . ))
((And - yeah. O_O
DAMN, that's careless.))
#ChaseForBookNine
((Yeah just a bit. Some one should sort that some how...after all an awesome funeral needs a body. *nods*))
*puts the letter on the table and walks to the door and opens it*
*eyes widen*
H-how..
S-s-s-s..
((*nods at Silente*))
((*watching - this should be interesting O_O*))
#ChaseForBookNine
*smiles at her*
*points to the stone*
Its not the full me, but its something.
*looks slightly upset*
She's fine. Its okay. Its like she's just sleeping,
*Coughs* Erm, excuse me?
*The man in the violet suit slowly stands*
Man: Ah, hello. I've been expecting you.
Delivery Guy: You were? Cool! *pulls out a pink box with purple flowers* Your mother sends her love. Do you want me to send a return package?
Man: *Takes the box with a nod* No, thank you. I'm seeing her in person in a few days.
Delivery Guy: Oh, okay! Tell her hello! *Checks his watch* Oh dear, I'm late again. Must be going, sorry!
Man: Good day. *Nods and sits on the bench again, opening his package*
Delivery Guy: *Disappears* *Appears in New Orleans*
My headset has come from Amazon and now I'm listening to Suicide Mission and it's like asjfldsjkasdjasdfkldasfklasdjkdasflkadsfjlsd.
As in, good. Very good. Best sound quality I've ever heard.
@Dragona: Yaaaaaaay! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm going to try it on my PS3 ASAP.
@Dragona: :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*A woman with long dark hair stands in a graveyard, holding a white box* *she hisses at the delivery guy*
Woman: You're late.
Delivery Guy: Terribly sorry. I had an incident with a dead girl who needed me to unlock a box. *frowns* She forgot to say thank you!
Woman: That doesn't matter. Get this box to One-Eye.
Delivery Guy: Was that a pretty pretty please?
Woman: *Hisses*
Delivery Guy: Okay! Okay! *Takes the box* It'll be delivered at his earliest convenience.
Woman: *Nods* *Hands him a gold coin*
Delivery Guy: Thank you for your business! *disappears*
S-silente...but...How?
*points again to the stone*
I'm not her. I'm her echo. I'm sorry. She's sorry. Well not at the moment but before she..I mean when she..
*sighs and hangs her head*
Yeah. She's sorry.
No, I'm sorry...the plan failed...this is our fault....We should have seen it through...you wouldn't be like this if we had went through with the plan...
The plan can still work Chi. She's still there, sort of. Remember that sigil she carved? Well there's a chance it might have saved her. But first, adapt the plan. The bodies still in the grass. Still flesh and bone. Adapt the plan and save the girl.
The Delivery Guy is waiting by a bus stop. He happens to know that the man he has a package for will be there in around five minutes.
*He waits.*
*He taps his foot.*
*He taps his fingers.*
*He walks in a circle.*
*A man in an ugly orange suit steps from nowhere and claps a hand over his mouth.*
He flails wildly. "MMMF!"
The orange-man's hold shifts, and then there's the chill of metal against the back of the Delivery Guy's neck. "Don't scream. Now tell me who you are, who sent you and how you found me."
Delivery Guy: *As soon as he can speak again* I'm the Delivery Guy. Are you Clam Cringeworthy?
Orange-man: Singe Calmworthy.
Delivery Guy: What kind of a name is that?
Singe: What kind of name is Delivery Guy?
Delivery Guy: *Looks hurt* You don't think it suits me?
Singe: Don't play the fool. I know Optimus Steen sent you.
Delivery Guy: Don't undetermine my intelligence!
Singe: ...what?
Delivery Guy: Optimus Steen? Is that who your package is from?
Singe: Package?
Delivery Guy: Yes, the package. The one I was meant to deliver. It's the odd pyramid-shaped one in my bag. Could you please retrieve it? I seem to have a knife at my neck.
Singe: *Lowers the knife* *Snaps his fingers and summons a fireball* Don't try anything.
Delivery Guy: Does getting your package count as anything?
Singe: *Glares*
Delivery Guy: Okay! Okay! *Pulls out the odd pyramid package*
Singe: *Frowns* What is it?
Delivery Guy: A package.
Singe: I can see that.
Delivery Guy: Can you?
Singe: *Glares with his eyes*
Delivery Guy: Right, right. So do you want your package or not?
Singe: Depends. Who is it from?
Delivery Guy: *Looks at Singe like he's crazy* The sender. You know...the sender?
Singe: *Looks at Delivery Guy like he's crazy* Yes, but who is the sender?
Delivery Guy: He was at Wal-Mart yesterday around lunchtime, if that helps.
Singe: It's from some guy you met at a Wal-Mart?
Delivery Guy: No! ... Well, technically, yes, but I wouldn't have been at the Wal-Mart if he hadn't had a package to deliver. It's my job, you see.
Singe: I'm afraid I don't.
Delivery Guy: *Pulls out a business card for the Delivery Service* We take things where and when they need to be.
Singe: Excuse me?
Delivery Guy: That's our discipline. We know the when and where is most convenient for people to send and receive packages. Incredibly useful skill. So, how about it? Strange pyramid thing or no?
*The pyramid starts to tick*
Singe: ...I think I'll pass.
Delivery Guy: Suit yourself! *Skips merrily off*
Singe: *Stares after the weirdo, then extinguishes the fireball as his bus comes around the corner*
((Alrighty, I think I'll stop now, since all these random delivery adventures are probably annoying y'all.))
((G'bye and good day! :D))
((Bye delivery guy!))
((No! I love the delivery guy! :O))
#ChaseForBookNine
Adapt the plan... Leave it to me *nods*
Star, we need to hold Silente's funeral soon... her body is still on the cliff...
*creates wings of ice and flies to the cliff, picks up Silente's body and flies to Star*
What will we do...? Do we just...make a coffin...?
*looks down at her and checks the sigil, still full*
*looks at her own body*
*feels a little sick*
*walks over to it and just stares*
*begins quietly singing a lullaby*
*Turns to the echo stone*
You can't be here. The plan only works if no one knows you exist. Hide in my house. Go.
*creates a coffin of ice and gently puts Silente's body inside*
This will keep her cool too...
@Chi: No, I suggest we buy one . . .
Unless you could make one out of ice; then it would look like Snow White's coffin . . . beautiful, like Silente. :)
Like Silente . . . was . . .
*voices trails off*
#ChaseForBookNine
Star, we need to get this onto a new page quickly somehow. No one can know this time or the plan will fail. And Alastair needs to turn up somehow. It will succeed this time!
*finishes her lullaby her voice cracking on the final line*
*bows her head*
*turns and walks back into chi's house*
IT WILL SUCCEED.
DO NOT FRET.
And - I think Ari reads most of the comments anyway, so . . . :P
#ChaseForBookNine
We can't get onto a new page with just us... people will come on soon *punches the ground* DAMIT!
But Ari needs to. We need Alastair here.
Sing along time. That's a quick way to get through a page..
This is where I put my -never-hut-up powers to use!
Ari writes Alastair, so he'll probably see everything she sees . . . :P
#ChaseForBookNine
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight...not a footprint to be seen.
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