Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jul 10, 2008 17:33:15 GMT -5
Solranous nodded, "Thank you for that information," before he immediately tensed his telepathic senses, so that anyone who entered his telepathic range, which by now was about the size the Abandoned area of Nightshade, could be pinpointed on who it was, and where he or she was, along with the ability of reading surface thoughts, which would gradually get deeper the closer the subject in question came to Solranous. If anybody could duck by the identification and the reading of surface thoughts, the dragon would go to them for further probing of the mind, if they resisted that and he didn't know who it was, he would destroy the subject in question. He would likely stay this way until further notice.
Myrr shuddered somewhat, feeling the pressure from his now tensed telepathic senses.
Xeno-Myrr ignored the pressure, and nodded to the retreating form of Spite, "Three hours..." the hybrid muttered under her breath. 'Then this stupid infection won't bother me so much...' She didn't realize it, but the Phazon's mind distorting effects were already happening, though their effects were extremely minor. Ridley* had gone with it for a week without the PED and still had his mind intact to a degree, so certainly she could stand three hours...
At least... she hoped she could...
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As it turns out, when there's nothing to do and a potentially maddening disease weighing on the minds of those present, three hours passed at an agonizingly slow rate, until Solranous finally chimed in, "Almost three hours have passed, Xeno, you'd best get moving to the Sandstone cliffs to rendezvous with Spite and get that PED."
Xeno didn't hear him for some strange recent, and Solranous repeated himself at a louder tone, "Huh, wha, oh, oh, right, right. I'll... I'll get flying over there now..." Xeno-Myrr stuttered, then got up and headed out the door, taking flight.
Solranous then glanced at the half dragon, "Myrr, go with her, make sure no one tries to disrupt the meeting." Myrr gave a strange look and opened her mouth to speak out, but her father beat her to the punch, "Now." Myrr closed her mouth and nodded, taking off after Xeno-Myrr.
Myrr shuddered somewhat, feeling the pressure from his now tensed telepathic senses.
Xeno-Myrr ignored the pressure, and nodded to the retreating form of Spite, "Three hours..." the hybrid muttered under her breath. 'Then this stupid infection won't bother me so much...' She didn't realize it, but the Phazon's mind distorting effects were already happening, though their effects were extremely minor. Ridley* had gone with it for a week without the PED and still had his mind intact to a degree, so certainly she could stand three hours...
At least... she hoped she could...
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As it turns out, when there's nothing to do and a potentially maddening disease weighing on the minds of those present, three hours passed at an agonizingly slow rate, until Solranous finally chimed in, "Almost three hours have passed, Xeno, you'd best get moving to the Sandstone cliffs to rendezvous with Spite and get that PED."
Xeno didn't hear him for some strange recent, and Solranous repeated himself at a louder tone, "Huh, wha, oh, oh, right, right. I'll... I'll get flying over there now..." Xeno-Myrr stuttered, then got up and headed out the door, taking flight.
Solranous then glanced at the half dragon, "Myrr, go with her, make sure no one tries to disrupt the meeting." Myrr gave a strange look and opened her mouth to speak out, but her father beat her to the punch, "Now." Myrr closed her mouth and nodded, taking off after Xeno-Myrr.
