Justin Grey's ideal form slowly regained his composure... -- Mount Mon

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Date Posted: 19:57:25 01/21/03 Tue
Author: Nathaniel
Subject: Justin Grey's ideal form slowly regained his composure...
In reply to: Virgil, Angel of Virtues 's message, "Clash of the Titans" on 23:23:03 12/26/02 Thu

Time in Dah'Li was an imeasurable, unpredictable thing. Much like an ordinary dream, a few seconds could encompass a few hours, and vice versa. Nathaniel had a vague recollection of leaving a reluctant Chris Braddock outside. At the time both he and Mercado felt Chris would be safer. Now, as he bore witness to a great battle between the guardian beast of the mystery artefact and their transformed dream guide Biggs, he was doubly certain, if wholly wrong, that Chris was better off.

"I do NOT remember holding a sword...definitely seems like a mistake...wait...I think Biggs tossed it to me...sure, right. Man, that thing really knocked me for a loop! Dreaming up wings is all well and good, but why couldn't I dream up a decent Rugby fighter pod, huh? Something I could handle. Hell, a simple sidearm would do. If I hadn't changed when we first got to this insane place I'd still be armed. Some dream--nightmare's more like it!

This genuinely sucks. I'm more conscious here than in an ordinary dream, but with about as much control. I suppose with some kind of discipline or focus I could make the rules here work in my favor, but that's just not my thing. I just want to get back to my ship already, contact Rugby, and tell Deb how much I still...

There it is. Love. Something to fight for. There's my fire! I'll hammer through this, same as any other hostile. And then I'm comin' home!"

Nathaniel stood, his unfamiliar weapon glowing with a new intensity. he threw back his shoulders, his wings spread wide, and screamed in rage and determination as he kicked off the ground and took flight.

Biggs, now Virgil, stood with his own blade pressed against the beast's, locked in stalemate. Unwieldy in anyone else's hands this guardian managed his oversized flaming blade with the same acumen as his foe's and their more proportionate weapons. Nathaniel circled around the pair, seeing only one opening. Reaching the apex of the chamber he grasped his blade tightly in both hands, let his wings fold, and dove for the Beast's back, driving his weapon deep.

On such a creature, the blow might prove considerably less than fatal, perhaps even only an annoyance. Can a dream truly be killed? At the very least as it thrashed about trying to keep Virgil pinned and shake Nathaniel from his back, Nathaniel hoped he bought some time, and wondered how Mercado and the Bolt were faring...

"Nothing is impossible for the man who doesn't have to do it himself."
-A.H. Weiler

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Replies:

"Mercado think this thirty yards by now..." -- Mercado, 21:08:38 01/21/03 Tue
- STEP FORTH... -- Tyreal, The Judegmenter, 21:33:42 03/14/03 Fri
  - "When this is over...." -- Mercado, 20:52:08 03/16/03 Sun
    - "Come on, REACT! There's a freaking SWORD in your back!" -- Nathaniel, 20:06:37 03/30/03 Sun