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[Vorthon]

*Nysa concentrates and tries to mindspeak to the 'Nid Tyrant.*

N:{Hello?}

[Tellemurius]

(({} are thoughts Vorthon))

[Vorthon]

(({} are thoughts Vorthon))

((I Used {}. Nysa thought that 'hello'.))

[Tellemurius]

((It seem to look like you were trying to talk to the T so nevermind))

[Something Evil]

*Nysa finds herself with the same annoying, exasperating feeling that one put on hold on a call line might experience. At the very edge of her awareness, a hollow, fakely cheerful jingle starts playing the same few bars over and over again.*

((Out for a bit. Also, he's doing it right since Nysa doesn't have thoughtspeak.))

[Vorthon]

*Nysa finds herself with the same annoying, exasperating feeling that one put on hold on a call line might experience. At the very edge of her awareness, a hollow, fakely cheerful jingle starts playing the same few bars over and over again.*

((Out for a bit. Also, he's doing it right since Nysa doesn't have thoughtspeak.))

((Everyone else seems to... And besides, she has spent a fair bit of time in a universe (IE: the Multiverse's Lost and Found.) that's motto is basically 'Physics can go screw itself!'. I'd expect she'd have picked up some weird traits.))

*Nysa snarls in frustration.*

[Twi]

Thera sighs.
"Nysa, you listening?"

[Vorthon]

*Nysa snaps out of it.*

N:"Huh? Oh, yeah. You said 'treat him well' and I asked 'my definition or yours?', to which you replied 'they're probably pretty similar.' I don't know about that last bit, though. Where I come from, Vorthon would be considered as having a few too many rights for a male."

[Twi]

"Ah."
Thera chuckles.
"Well, I don't need to take away any male's rights. I have a tendency of getting my way, it seems."
She smiles.
"Sweetest poison, indeed."

[Vorthon]

*Nysa grins*

N:"Devious!"

[Tellemurius]

*yawns a bit and sits in his spot reading his book not paying attention to the current conversation*

[Vorthon]

*The Ovisigath sneaks past him, and would make it unseen, if not for the fact that he tripped over something. Cue a string of muttered profanities and a mad dash for the exit.*

[Twi]

"Of course, I like to think I'm not a poison. It's certainly not one in the literal sense: indeed, much the opposite. Though I dunno if you need healing."
She looks for something to heal on Vorthon or Nysa.

[Tellemurius]

>_>
"Barrier"
*The Area is sealed off from the outside not allowing the creature to leave*

[Vorthon]

*The ovisigath lets out a demented shriek, and leaps onto Clay's face. It bites into him, and digs its claws in deep. It hurts. A lot.*


((You basically cornered something that is absolutely batshit insane. How'd you expect him to react?))

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N:"Eh."