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[fergus]

We don't know anything about how we got here. Given the circumstances, telling her that she was dead seemed like a good idea. Since we have the opportunity to talk, why don't you tell us everything else that we shouldn't do?

[Alternatecash]

Nuts to that! I'd prefer to be surprised. Going around all willy-nilly seems to be working out just fine!

[Tiruin]

_{Zomara, I think you should probably drop your weapon. We are the ones that made a mistake here, an accident, but a mistake nonetheless.}

[PokemonRocks85]

Alright calm down we are allys not enemies we don't fight. Now we have bigger problems like helping Isolde.

[zomara0292]

*makes my weapon disappear* "Only to show that we all have peaceful intent."

[Phantom of The Library]

((Rising to my feet,)) "She would have found out sooner or later."

*Rises in a wobbly fashion* "Please aim your rage more constructively. I did not mention it but far earlier. After that I let it be. As I said earlier, I am sure this place has many dangers. I know from experience that not all are physical."
*Summons my spear before I continue* "Plus, I rather not have to fight you. You seem to come from an angle of obedience and concern. I respect that."

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! I didn't tell her anything!

Oh my. How intimidating. *yawn* I was trying to push her along, not break her. Fantastic job, by the way.

(Stands up)
Forgive us for our actions, but we lack information on...or specifically how she got to her state. We didn't know any of that!
We aren't here to fight, many of us mean well, we just...committed a really stupid deed.
But, if I may, what is the relationship of the Grey Plane and life, if it could now be called so?

We don't know anything about how we got here. Given the circumstances, telling her that she was dead seemed like a good idea. Since we have the opportunity to talk, why don't you tell us everything else that we shouldn't do?

Nuts to that! I'd prefer to be surprised. Going around all willy-nilly seems to be working out just fine!

_{Zomara, I think you should probably drop your weapon. We are the ones that made a mistake here, an accident, but a mistake nonetheless.}

Alright calm down we are allys not enemies we don't fight. Now we have bigger problems like helping Isolde.

*makes my weapon disappear* "Only to show that we all have peaceful intent."


"I am willing to forgive you since you are newly formed and have no knowledge of this world, but if you had used your mind at all you would have realized that reminding a person that they had just died is a bad idea."

She looks around at the group then focuses her gaze somewhere off to the side, you look over to the point which she is gazing at and you see cracks, like that on a windowpane that has been hit by a rock, forming.  Terra gestures and a brown patch forms over it.

"To give you the short answer to your question, the Grey Plane is the space in-between the worlds, and the surface you are standing on is the barrier that separates the world from the Grey Plane.  It has virtually no relation to Life or Death, besides the manner of breaking through the barrier initially."

[Tiruin]

Well, to say the truth, we...I found telling her death somewhat strange. But the stranger thing was, she was alive somehow after we all felt and saw her die.

Ahh, how do I say this. May I, respond with a memory of my own? If this has no relation between life and death, how did we have any effect on Isolde's life? We fought for her against another spirit called Grish. He-- It, noticed us somehow, afterwards we shifted view back into her and...well, I'll share my insight.

Spoiler: Tyrin held his hand up, or what he knew was his hand, and began his tale (click to show/hide)

Your vision flickers and wavers.  Suddenly you are seeing through Isolde's eyes again. 

Sarac staggered backwards as if he had hit by a heavy weight, his eyes wide with shock.  "Grish, how did you fail? I cannot understa--" With a loud bang Sarac's sentence was cut short.  The man was lying on the floor with his pistol pointed towards Isolde.  Her vision began to black out, and she felt her head.  There was a hole going straight into her forehead and coming out the other side.  Then everything went black. 

And she fell.

And fell.

And fell.

Much as Lucifer falling from the heavens, she fell through endless void, nothing to tell her that she was falling, but the sense that there had to be an end.  Then, it all stopped.

Birds chirped and a cool breeze blew through her hair.  All was serene.

Then...this. I've...seen what came after she, um, died.

Sarac screamed at Adam, profanities spewing from his lips.  "YOU  B******!!! HOW DARE YOU!"
Adam merely laughed and pointed his gun at his own forehead.  "Better luck next time Sarac, you can't win them all!"  And with that he pulled the trigger, killing himself.  Sarac slammed his dagger into the ground and screamed, causing every window within fifty feet of him to immediately shatter, sending glass spraying glass down onto the ground.

"Wha- wha- what happened here!?"

Sarac looked up to see a young man carrying a container of hot food run over to Isolde's body. He shook her as if trying to wake her up, when he realized that there was no life left in it he sat down and simply stared at the ground blankly.

Sarac walked over to him, "She was dear to you wasn't she?"

The man nodded his head slowly, tears freely flowing down his face.

"I'm sorry that I was unable to stop him from taking her. I tried my hardest, but it wasn't enough."

The man looked up.  "Where was she taken?"

"To enslavement, soon they will wipe her mind and she will be theirs, I intend to see if I can free her."

"Let me help you! If she is still alive then I, I'll..."

"You'll do anything."  Sarac said with a grin, "Yes you can help."  Then he plunged his dagger in-between the mans ribs.

To shorten it all, Terra, I take it? Why can we traverse the Grey plane freely, are we mortals, living, dead... what? And why are we only connected to Isolde?

((@Phantom: You could put in the last line in color-bold, less space maybe?  ))

[fergus]

Personally, I wouldn't react like that to finding out I was dead, but anyway, where were we, exactly?

[Alternatecash]

Pfft. I've died... Four times now, and I never took it that badly.

[PokemonRocks85]

I think we are just sprits Tiruin and dying is not that scary atleast it is for a women.

[zomara0292]

First, Cash, I need you to be quiet for a second. This is not about us.
Two, I would also like to know of our mortality. We were referred to as 'Spirits'. At least from my stand point, that points to us once being living, mortal, beings that obtained conditional immortality through death of our physical body.
Three, and this is my most important question yet, How did you pull us into the Gray Plane? Does it have to do with that crack you covered up, or with what I saw before.

Spoiler: Zomara begains to recount what he saw last time they were in the Plane (click to show/hide)

I looked around trying to see anything suspicious about the surroundings or Garish, he had no apparent weaknesses, but there was a strange glow diffusing through the walls of the bookstore.  I picked up a rock and threw it. Garish screamed and pulled the rock out of its head and flung it to the ground with one hand as the other reached out towards me suddenly I heard a sickening Crunch and my body seemed to fold in upon itself. The pain was so intense that I fell into a heap on the ground. Pokemon moved in front of me, but I decide that, instead of using him for cover, i should check out the glow, just in case it was the source of Garish's strength. I sped across the ground towards the bookstore and looked inside.  Inside was a perfect replica of the battle scene we had been observing before we were sent there. Isolde was emitting the faint glow. I remember thinking that it brought us here. I reached out to touch her, but, before I could my vision flickered, and we were back with her.

[Alternatecash]

*making "talking hand puppet" motions outside Zomara's field of vision*

[Cerol Lenslens]

Hmmm... Well, Terra, if you're familiar with how Miss Isolde arrived here, would you happen to know who those fellows fighting over her were? Are there factions we should be aware of in this place?

[Argonnek]

How easy would it be for, say, one of us to move others into the grey plane and confront them as you have? How often do spirits eavesdrop on the conversations between other spirits? Is there a way to counteract eavesdroppers? Relative to you, we appear to be rather weak; how would we fix this? Is there an upper limit to the powers a spirit such as me could control?

[Alternatecash]

Wow. Way to make the suspicious lady want to shank you. "Pardon me, miss, but could you tell me how I could beat you down? I'd be ever so grateful..." *snort*