shard 01

[stereotyped]

[ The hum of magical energy that emanates from his Shard is similar enough to his sending crystal; it only takes a little bit of experimenting for Dorian to get the hang of how the magical broadcast is meant to work. His face swims in to view on the glassy mirror, raising a curious eyebrow. ]

Fascinating, isn't it? The amount of magic that must have brought us here is nothing short of staggering. Admittedly, I'd be more impressed by it all had it happened to somebody else...

[ You know how it is. Things to do, places to be. Dorian really doesn't want to be here in the slightest but he still can't help but be impressed by the fact he's here at all. He licks at his dry lips with a frown, adding: ]

...I don't suppose anyone else is feeling a touch more thirsty than usual?

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[fighterpaladin]

[Fascinating, isn't it?

The sound echoes in the room Keith and Lance settled in, the previous day. Keith is still recovering from the heatstroke and upset stomach, half-sitting and half-laying down on the sofa set in front of a fireplace. Lance is sitting on the ground, in between, joining up what's left of his and Keith's rations. The sound startles them both, and each of them looks on an opposite direction to try and figure out where it's coming from. It soon becomes apparent that it is coming from both of their backpacks.

Meeting Lance's eyes with a raised eyebrow, Keith starts moving to get up, but Lance beats him to it, grabbing one of the bags - Keith's - and bringing it back with him. He settles on the floor, leaning against the sofa Keith is on, while rummaging through the bag. A bag that keeps talking.]

What the...?

[Eventually, the source of the voice is found: the broken piece of mirror Keith hadn't seen the purpose of. On it, instead of their reflection - Keith is sure that's what he saw on it before - there's a man - a human - with... a very, very peculiar mustache.

Keith and Lance's eyes meet, in silence, and then they both look back at the mirror, at the same time, heads tilting.]

... Who are you?

... And what's that on your face?

[loadme]

It's still pretty impressive to me. I mean, I've actually never experienced magic before, so I don't really know what to expect!

[clawandscars]

[It takes a while for him to respond. Hard to figure things out sometimes without thumbs. He's got the mirror shard on the ground and is looking into it.]

I don't mind that it happened to me. I just wish it had brought everyone else from my world too.

[What is a wolf without a pack by his side? Tsume's sliding back into his usual lone wolf ways without them by his side.]