TK RP thread 208

[Dat Basitin]

{Ok then.}

*Tyrus.* <Could you please lighten the restrictions on the berrior just a tad, for some reason it doesnt like me when I have a physical body.>

*DB does not hear or see Tyrus.*

[Dotzrus]

(...that shouldn't have happened... I'm going to have to make more adjustments then...)

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <It's fine. Take your time. It probably considers my aura harmful magic because it destroys anything dark I touch or even go near.>

[Dotzrus]

(Makes sense... but doesn't that also apply to your spirit too?)

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <No, because I'm intangible I cant effect this world right now.>

[Dat Basitin]

*Daren starts walking out of the meeting hall.* <Oh, before I go would you please tell me where I could find Dragoneye?>

[Dotzrus]

***Since the symbol i use is on my kindle and not my keyboard***

~Dragoneye lives at the center of the Dragon Empire. A planet that revolves around a Black Sun. The only people who can go there normally are Dragoneye himself, and people who know how to make Black Holes.~

(I guess so, I've never been familiar with spirits since I've never been one.)

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <Well you'll be on this side of the fence someday.>

*Daren.* <Any way to call him?>

[Nick]

*i still stare at the fire, silent*
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*Sarah suddenly pounces on DB*
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*Shadow's spirit goes outside, only seeable by Dotz, Tyrus, and me*#Dotzrus, really?#

[Dotzrus]

(Not too sure about that. I've died before... some reason it didn't go that way.)

~Unless you've had a mental link with him before... maybe the Alpha can help you? Dragoneye favors him and he himself taught the Alpha how to create and control Black Holes.~

[Dat Basitin]

*DB just sits there at first then slowly turns to look at Sara.* {Hello.}

*Daren.* <For a leader he's not very social. Maybe my time here was a waste. Anyway, nice talking to you.>

*Tyrus.* <Then what happened to you?>

[Nick]

^hi uncle DB!^*happy, apparently ignoring that i'm unresponsive right now*
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*Marcus wakes, and goes and makes some breakfast for Sam*

[Dat Basitin]

*DB smiles.* {What's got you so happy?}

*Samantha is already coming back from her shift.* <Isnt it a little late in the day for breakfast?>

[Nick]

`eh, ever have breakfast for dinner?`

[Nick]

^daddy's back^*still smiling, then slowly the smile goes away, and after 30 seconds she shakes her head and starts to smile again*

[Dotzrus]

(I only felt like I was falling for eternity in a grey void. No heaven or hell. Just... nothing... well, that was until I broke out of death.)

~Not anti social, no one to be social to. He's a military general, not a politician.~

[Nick]

#Dotzrus, i need a body again#

[Dat Basitin]

*Samantha.* <No, but it sounds like an interesting concept.>

{Indeed he is. He is very proud of you.}

*Daren.* <Even so, if he takes all that effort to wall himself from people, there's no point in going really. That's the definition of antisocial right there. I'm happy that you approve of his ways, and I understand why you would be proud of him but you need to understand me when I say that the odds of him listening under those conditions are slim. He probably doesnt want to be bothered.>

*Tyrus.* <What's the rush?>

[Nick]

`well then, come an' eat`*smiles*
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^you think so?^
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#well...Mady wanted to have my child, and i think it worked, so i need to be able to care for her......#

[Dat Basitin]

{I know so.}

*Samantha smiles and sits at the table, she starts eating.*

*Tyrus.* <You are a spirit. How is that even possible?>