Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)12:28 No. 84302 ID: f98e0b
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>>83994
>>83998
You don't need to tell Squires twice.

>>84302
Okay now...

Could the Undertaker please release Oren? It's time for some Homunculus cleanup.

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)12:43 No. 84314 ID: f98e0b
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"There's your fun, fuckface."
Squires looks up.
"Sheriff? Hello? Wake up, Spooky's dead."

Oren can hear her but can't make any indication that he has. He still can't move, though feeling is coming back to his extremities.

>>84314
Wiggle your fingers.

>>84314
Psst.
Squires.
Try to wake him up with snapping fingers, then grope him.

>>84314
Make some sort of indication you're recovering - or, at least, try to.

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)13:35 No. 84354 ID: f98e0b
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>>84316
>>84331
Oren concentrates...there we go! His fingers are under his control! He tries to tell Squires, but he still can't say anything, just wiggle his fingers. Squires doesn't seem to notice. She's too busy looking at his red-tinged eyes, searching for a change.

>>84329
She snaps her fingers a couple of times at his ear. "Come on, Oren. Up and at 'em. Get the door."

"Nothing?"

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)13:38 No. 84355 ID: f98e0b
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She belts a couple of bars of Thunderhawk by Mythodical. Oren wiggles his hand like mad. She doesn't see.

"Welp," she says, quickly unbuckling and taking off her bloodcovered breastplate. "This worked in all the fairly takes I've ever heard. Pucker up, sheriff."

Wha-mmmmf

>>84354
tap your fingers against anything solid in your pockets. If there is nothing solid in your pockets, just try to move the fabric of your pants around.

>>84355
Oh nice. Kiss her back.

>>84355
Oren: Seriously evaluate your current relationship and how miserable it is.
Squires: That'll probably get a rise out of him.

Oren, do not dare to tell her the truth. Will help avoiding an awkward moment.

Or tell her, will avoid her kissing you whenever you are paralyzed.

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)14:14 No. 84390 ID: f98e0b
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>>84357
What? No! Oren can't kiss Squires, she's his friend! He's fucked up every other intimate relationship he's had. If he loses Squires-But Leah will-

mmmm.
Squires is surprised at first and starts to pull away, mumbling an apology, but when he returns the kiss, she leans in. He can feel one of her legs wrapping around his-

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)14:16 No. 84391 ID: f98e0b
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There's a bubbling laugh that descends into a racking, painful cough behind them.
"what a show," says Anders.

>>84391
Rush over and check to see if you can detach him from the machine safely.

>>84391
Holyshithe'salive. Go see if you can detach him somehow.

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)17:25 No. 84581 ID: f98e0b
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Oren runs his hand across one of the tubes covering Anders. The machine is silent now that its cord and owner are gone. "Shit, Anders Mervin. What- How- Shit."

"that bad, huh?"asks Anders, looking at Oren with empty eyes.
For maximum output, I find a little coaxing is required, thinks Oren, then, Shit.

"How long have you been here? Squires, how long have the Mervin boys been missing?"
"About a week." she says, realizing as she says it what it means. "I- Oren, these things are in way too deep." she indicates the tubes and nails pinning Anders to the sigil. "We can't pull them out right here without killing the guy."

"i wouldn't worry about tha-- t, ma'am." Anders says, his voice cracking and something hissing inside him halfway through. "don't reckon i'll be here much longer."

>>84581
Hey now, don't say that. I don't suppose there's any way to get a doctor here quickly and safely? If anything, ask him if he knows who that was or what's going on.

>>84581
"Squires, get his family.
And a doctor."
Hold his hand.

What about the rest of the homunculi? I wonder if they're still active at all now that the mage is dead...?

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)17:50 No. 84591 ID: f98e0b
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"Nessie. Get him a doctor. Quick. Run."

As she sprints out of the room, Oren reaches for the boy's hand, feeling a black wrenching twist in his stomach when he sees there is no hand to hold anymore. "you dint need to do that, sheriff. i'm gonna pass, soon enough."

"Bullshit, Anders. Don't worry, we'll get the doctor. He's fixed worse. Hell, I seen men-"

"that is false, oren loper, and we both know it. ain't nothin you could ever have done to stop this."

"I know," says Oren, fighting to keep back the tears. "But that makes it feel so much worse. Can't I do something? Anything?"

"sure you can, sheriff," says Anders, his eyes suddenly gaining a little intensity. "you kilt the spook and his clay men, dint you? and before i forget, or before i...go..." he takes a rattling breath. "leo. my brother. we were runnin' and i fell and i dint see. is he okay, sheriff? did he get away okay?"

rolled 2 = 2

---

1= tell the truth
2= lie

The machine shall decide because I can't.

>>84591
Two cliche ways to go here. The first is to look dejected and tell him the truth, the other is to lie and let him die happy. Either way, it's only proper to just start failing at choking back tears at this point.

>>84591
He should already know the answer to that question, based on what we said already.

Lie to him anyway.

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)18:23 No. 84601 ID: f98e0b
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>>84596
>>84599
"He's safe, Anders."

"that's good. i... i um, think i should..."
He's quiet.

>>84601
Is he still breathing?

>>84601
You let him die happy, there was naught more you could do.

You have a duty to do, sheriff.

Investigate the corpse, and keep the mace in hand.

Who knows, there could be more tricks waiting.

>>84604
(By corpse, I mean the summoner, not the friend)

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)18:36 No. 84608 ID: f98e0b
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Oren stands there for a while, then moves to the doorway and closes the curtain.
Anders is dead.

>>84608
Alright, now it's time to look around some more until Squires shows up with the doctor, at which point you'll need to let her know it's futile.

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)18:41 No. 84615 ID: f98e0b
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He notes with no real surprise that the body of the mage is gone, leaving behind a bloodstained cloak, and, upon further investigation a small red marble with a black flaw in the center, which he takes.

He walks downstairs to wait for the doctor and the family and when he closes his eyes he sees the face of two boys who deserved better.

>>84608
Go out and kill that homunculus in the yard, if Squires hasn't done so already. Maybe snipe it from a window?

Brom 2009/12/01(Tue)18:48 No. 84621 ID: f98e0b
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The homunculi. Dammit, Oren, don't let your stupid depression fit keep you from doing your job. He heads to the basement to clear the rest out, finding them dark and vacant of any light, their master gone. That's good. Oren wouldn't be able to fight them by himself anyway.

He waits.

Anywhere else we didn´ check?

We have time. Whats done is done, what happened happened. Time to do what you do, Oren Loper.

>>84621
Crush their heads, just in case.

>>84615

That orb is probably necromancy and may in fact have an evil mind-controlling spirit in it. Too bad you picked it up already. Well, put it into a bag and place it somewhere safe.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)10:49 No. 84825 ID: f98e0b
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>>84705
Maybe. But evidence is evidence, and Oren wants to get this marble to an arcanist. It may be the only way he can figure out who that mage was, exactly. He'll stick it somewhere safe back at the office.

>>84689
Now there really ain't a need to do that. They're just soldier boys made of clay, now. Empty shells. The thought vaguely reminds him of something Squires was singing once, but he forgets what.
They're no threat.
...

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)10:50 No. 84826 ID: f98e0b
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...fuckin' homunculi.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)11:19 No. 84830 ID: f98e0b
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The rest of the day is a sort of blur. Squires comes back with the doctor and Mr. Mervin and Mrs. Mervin. And Mr Mervin gravely shakes his hand while Mrs. Mervin just keeps asking, "Why my boys? Why mine?" And the doctor stands before the machine and tells Oren some of these wounds were a week old, and asks Oren what kind of a person would do this sort of thing. And Oren shows Squires the cloak but they can't find anything, and they speak in muted, sad, fearful tones but never about the kiss. And Oren can tell she is dismayed by the grisly body and she's crushed as he is that they couldn't do nothing for it.

And Oren doesn't know what to say to any of them.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)11:23 No. 84831 ID: f98e0b
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And now he's back in his office, musing on these things, when his phone rings.
The ID says Li-Li, which happens to be his pet name for Leah.

>>84831
The one you think of with such... dislike?

Why are you coupled to her, again, if she does not make you happy?

Anyway, pick up now if you are ever going to, least chance she will be yelling because you were not picking up, all that.

Undertaker, are you there? In this form do you reside safely once more? The form of Squire, the one that moved, how did you make this so?"

>>84831
Let us hear what there is to hear.

>>84831
Ten internets on "Your job is dangerous, quit and come lick my feet full time."
...Well, maybe not the second part.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)12:03 No. 84845 ID: f98e0b
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"Oren Loper."
"Hey, darling," says Leah.
"Hi, Li-Li," says Oren. He remembers she used to laugh when he called her that. "What do you need?"

"I was thinking it's around the time you could maybe swing around my place with a bottle of bubbly and we could, you know, be with each other."

Leah calls for this sort of thing every couple of weeks. Her general idea of romance is him hanging around her house drinking wine until they're buzzed enough to screw.

"I would, babe, but I still need to write some sort of press thing for what happened today. Did you hear? We found the Mervin boys, they were-"

"Can't the newspapers wait? They don't need to hear everything about you, Oren. Watch that ego of yours. Let's just have us some Us time."

Oren does not need to write a press release for the newspapers. It's already finished and sent off. What he does not want to tell Leah is that when he and Squires came back to the office, she seemed depressed and frightened. She's gone to the barracks. Oren doesn't think she should be on her own in an empty place outside of town all by herself tonight, somehow. She's there for him all the time, after all. Besides, it's still his turn to watch the office. Squires took a double turn last time while he went out to dinner with Leah and her parents.

>>84845
I somehow doubt you really feel like having some "bubbly and US time" tonight.

>>84845
Impart to her however you will that you've had a very rough day that involved a lot of blood and are thinking about turning in early for the night or something like that.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)12:47 No. 84848 ID: f98e0b
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>>84846
Actually, truth be told, the half-kiss with Squires and the loss of both of the Mervin boys and having to tell their parents has left Oren lonely as hell. He don't want to skip out on Squires, though, especially when back there at the plantation there was...something. Oren doesn't know. It's all messed up.

>>84847
"It ain't about the ego, Li-Li. It's about the job. Didja hear what happened to those Mervins anyhow? Leo was killed, and he was the lucky one. When we found Anders, he..."

"Oh, the job. Yep, I heard about the Mervins. This just shows that there ain't much you can do at that place anyway. People're gonna die, Oren. Always have, always will. And you think you can stop it by hangin' around a dusty office neglecting your girlfriend."
"Leah-"
"You can't, Oren. I'da hoped today would have shown you that."

>>84845
People died in a very unpleasant way. Some very dangerous things were in town. If we don't get the info out fast, rumors will fly. There could be a panic. Your work is important.

You know, since you're going the whole "lying" route.

>>84848

Agree to at least come down for a quick drink

>>84848
Say something along the lines of "Maybe, but less will die with me doing my job." It might be wise to just hand up then. Ignore the digs about neglecting her, nothing good can come of reacting to that.

>>84850
And leave Squires alone? That doesn't seem quite right. I mean she did just save our life.

>>84848
"You know, some of us do have jobs. I can't skip out without someone on duty, and Squires is out."

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)13:21 No. 84855 ID: f98e0b
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>>84853
>>84851
"That doesn't mean I'm not going to do it, Leah. Because it's my job, okay? I can't skip out without someone on duty, and Squires is out."

"The office can wait, Oren. When was the last time someone woke you up for something there anyway?"

"This morning, Leah. Look. I don't like it and you don't like it, but there it is. The town needs me here."

"Bullshit, Oren. The office don't need you. The town don't need you. And I don't need you either, as a matter of fact. So if you aren't with me tonight, you can kiss the one thing you have going right in your life goodbye."
She don't mean it, Oren. She says things without thinking. Breathe, Oren.

>>84855
Actually....

Other than the sex, what do you like about her?

You don't seem to get along well, and you have a job she doesn't seem to be able to handle you having.

Plus, you CAN'T leave, Squires needs you. She saved your life and has been your partner all this time, and there is no way you will not be there for her.

Now put your problems aside, and go check in on Squires. Helping others is a great way to calm the nerves.

She has a funny idea of what "right" means.

>>84855

Say something snappy, like 'sorry sweetcakes', as you hang up the phone in a hard-boiled manner.

Just tell her the truth.
Ending a job with two corpses and having no one to arrest does not makes you in the mood for champagne.

Thats the truth, right?

If she cant get that trough her head, sigh and hang.

>>84860
This.

Maybe with a little passive aggression thrown in for good measure, since she's being so unpleasant.

>>84855
Just say "'bye" and hang up. It's not like you didn't know this would happen.

>>84855
She wants you all to herself, but she doesn't care about your wants.
Does she really care about you? She, who threatens to leave you at the drop of a hat?

You're too good for her, Oren. She doesn't deserve you.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)13:47 No. 84872 ID: f98e0b
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>>84857
It was different when they met. Oren hadn't really had much of a feminine figure in his life except Squires, who is his best friend after all. She'd been friendly and witty and the sex, well, Oren hadn't actually ever done it before so he's not sure how good it was. It was fun, though.

>>84860
>>84858

"Right? You got a funny idea as to what's right, hon. Not getting that two mutilated bodies and no culprit to interview doesn't make me feel like dancing over to your place to get smashed ain't right, 'darlin'."

"Is that the way you're going to be, Loper?"

>>84859
>>84866
Oren hangs up.
He doesn't need this shit from her tonight. He doesn't need it. He can ignore the longing for skin on his and for breath in his ear and the feel of...

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)13:47 No. 84873 ID: f98e0b
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god fucking dammit.

>>84873
Two people have died, horribly, in front of you, and she expects you to cheerily drink, abandon your duties, and get laid later the same day.
Good god, how did you end up with this woman in the first place?
Cut off contact with her, be prepared for pressure from her end.

>84873
Time to walk down the 70 Steps of Light Slumber and have a talk with Nasht and Kaman-Tha?

>>84855

I don't think this girl's done much of anything for you, boss. I might think she'd called with the intention of maybe making you feel better with this champagne and togetherness, but so far your description of her doesn't make me too hopeful, and her brushing off the situation, and the veiled attacks on you, seem to support that notion. She doesn't seem the type whose attitude can be improved, either.

Your call, chief, but I'd take the opportunity she's giving to break it off, even if she doesn't realize she's giving it. With her bein' your first, too... well, let's say it's unlikely that you've got the best you can get.

... None of this will really help make you feel better, I admit, but with this kinda situation I don't think there's much we can offer in that regard, anyway. Sorry.

>>84873
Go check on Squires. Make sure she's alright.

>>84882
Total. Put a rock on the matter and check her. Shes your best friend; bros before hoes. Even if your bro is a she.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)14:13 No. 84885 ID: f98e0b
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>>84878
>>84877
Oren feels a little better about the situation after a bit. Who does that woman think she is, anyway? He should check on Squires. See if she's sleeping soundly. Her stereo's on, which is usually a sign that she's trying to get to bed. He's about to get up when he hears her voice from the other room.
"Young love. Beautiful, yes?"

"Hey, Squires. You alright?"

"Fine. What about you, Oren? That sounded a bit more pissed than usual."

"Well, I just blew off a chance to get drunk and laid to mope around because I got offended by how she treated me and my job."

Okay, dont say THAT, but thats the line of thought I am thinking of.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)14:30 No. 84890 ID: f98e0b
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>>84886
"Just blew it with Leah."
"Again?"
"Again."
"You two are going to break some kind of record, you know."
"I think this is it, Nessie. I'm quitting cold turkey. You should have heard what she said about our jobs."
"Lemme guess." she says. "Something about how a)it's meaningless and b) it's keeping you from licking her feet full time?"
"Uncanny."
"I speak Turbo-Bitch. Hey, Oren. Remember that time she barged in here and I'd left my lacy underthings on the desk?"
"She never let me forget it, Nessie."
"Heh, well..." she walks into the doorway.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)14:34 No. 84892 ID: f98e0b
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"Did you miss them?"

>>84892

"Could be"

I did o.o

>>84892
-erm-

>>84892
Goggle.

Oh ho ho ho.

I'd suggest going for it, Oren. Hell, it's usually better when it's a friend.

>>84892
Do your best impression of unicodestare.jpg

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)14:54 No. 84905 ID: f98e0b
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>>84896
Affirmative.

>>84893
"Could be I did," says Oren. "Um. Squires? Is this going where I think it is going to go? Don't you think it's a little inopportune?"
Oren why are you saying this god fuck

"Oren Loper, today I took a trip to a haunted fucking mansion where I saw a couple of corpses, got straddled by a clay monkey thing with tiger claws, and shielded a magic cyclops in the face. I am relieved to be fucking alive. I want to tell the world. I want the mage in his fucking grave to know." She steps forward. "And I want to do it so loud he just might."

Oren recongizes the song playing on the stereo. Nymph's Jink by The Finesse.
I want you next to me, you can have it for free
who gives a fuck what anyone thinks
It's not love, it's lust, no, it's both at once
I believe that I have nymph's jinx
He clears his throat. "So I can forget about writing that there press release?"

"Just for tonight, the job, our problems, the whole world can go screw itself," she says. "And you, Sheriff, can go get the condoms and screw the deputy."

>>84905
You know what must be done. Godspeed.

>>84905
She makes a convincing argument.

So, we blew off getting laid.. to get laid?
SCORE!

In before awkward morning.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)15:08 No. 84913 ID: f98e0b
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((author's note: click the gif if you're okay with Viddersex))

And they're in Squires' bed and she's unhooking her bra and she's climbing on top of him.

Oren wonders if it will be better than with Leah. It is. Nessie is soft and tight and energetic and she does this thing with her hips that... wow.

About five minutes in, she stops for a second, pulls back. "Hey," she says. "When you sent me in through that window first. Was that to stare at my ass?"
"It was the tactical thing to do," he says. "And you kissed me, remember?"

"Yeah," she says, and grins. "I guess I did." She's laughing and Oren's laughing too. Because they're alive and they're together.

Brom 2009/12/02(Wed)15:09 No. 84914 ID: f98e0b
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And for tonight, that's enough.

>>84913

Told you it'd be better.

>>84913
It's always in the hips, innit ehh?
I imagine the undertaker will have a lot to say.

Undertaker 2009/12/02(Wed)15:32 No. 84921 ID: f98e0b
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>>84918
Nope. I'm outta there.

I've been in enough wet dreams to know what it means when they whip out the lingerie. And I imagine a psychic voyeur isn't exactly something Mr. Loper would appreciate.

Say, I imagine this would be a comfy chair if I could feel it.

>>84921
your eyes have really dimmed since we first saw you.

You tired or something?

>>84921
So Undertaker, once you got let in to the material world, you can move as you please?

That was not my understanding of how the barriers between realms worked, I thought you were bound to a host....

Additionally, what CAN you do? You clearly did something with Squires, care to explain what it was?

Was listening to some music and this seemed particularly appropriate.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8RgMU9YYvA

Undertaker 2009/12/02(Wed)15:43 No. 84925 ID: f98e0b
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>>84923
Creatures outside their direct plains can't act directly on them without a host. Ever heard of ghosts, possessions, that sort of thing? There's your explanation. Ghosts are just the Spirit world's form of whisps. I'm of Dream, also a whisp on this plane of existence, which explains how dim my eyes appear to be. Also the tail. I do have the power to move around and enter some minds, mostly ones that are willing or helpless. Hence entering Nessie Squires, who was open at the time due to the mage's spell. I'm not bound to one, but finding another willing creature is difficult and I like to think I'm above invasive possession (one must have standards, after all).

Am I being too wordy again?

>>84921

Say, Undertaker, can you tell us... what are we?

>>84925
Hardly.

Undertaker 2009/12/02(Wed)15:51 No. 84930 ID: f98e0b
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>>84927
I couldn't say. If you're of the dream realm, I've never seen you before. I imagine you are the little voices everyone has that speak to them occasionally and guide them.

Judging from the sighs, moans, and crying out of names going on in the next room, as well as from how all of Oren's innards are still in, I feel as if you are doing your jobs fairly well.

>>84930
Hm.

Is there a way to awaken you, Oren or Squires to other abilities? Teaching them dream magic, something like that?

Earlier, you said that each of the four realms had an associated magical discipline. How do they work?

Undertaker 2009/12/02(Wed)16:27 No. 84942 ID: f98e0b
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A quick primer on magic, then?
First off: Magic is something you're born with. And most people know if they're mages because when they're born they usually come out with a flash of bright light, some sort of omen, that sort of thing. Weird but there it is. If Oren could command a facet of existence with a thought he would have found out by now. Anyone on any plane can be a mage of any realm. The power is amplified if you're in that particular realm.

Dream's magic is illusion. The power over minds and the ability to cause lucid dreams, that sort of thing.

Material has evocation. Power over the elements. Starting fires and controlling the winds.

Magic has enchantment, which deals in pure energy and force. They can also infuse normal items with arcane power. There's a big business for magic weapons.

Spirit is thaumaturgy. The ability to call upon spirits, deities, that sort of thing. Mostly they have to be willing to help out, but there are thaumaturgists who can force aid. Necromancers, for example.

Once you have one kind of magic down, it is possible to learn others but it's hard. That mage Oren fought used illusion AND thaumaturgy AND evocation. I've never really heard of anyone being able to do that. If he had been a warmage Oren would have been torn apart.

Something else to understand: No creature is completely one plane. Oren, Squires, and anyone else on the Materium, for example, are mostly material, but have a link to the spirit and dream planes (and magic, in some cases). I have a link to the material and magic planes. And so on.

And now, I think, I'll turn in for the night, if it's all the same to you. Dream creatures do sleep, of course. We just visit the realm of Magic instead of the realm of Dream.

Before I go... am I really a dork?

>>84942
Yes.

But we´ve seen dorkier.
His name is Oren Loper. He led a dorkish life, had a dorkish girlfriend...

>>84942

Yes, but that isn't a bad thing.

Also, I'd probably not let Oren know you were peeking in on him.

>>84942

Not really.

Though I suppose that partially depends on what definition of dork you're using. You seem to be using it in the sense of geeky or nerdy, knowing a lot of stuff. But hey, these are things that are useful to know, and you don't seem to have much else to do except learn stuff.

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Thank you, fellas.
And good night.

"Hey (ahn) Oren, do me a favor?"
"Sure, Nessie. What?"
"Call me (ooh) Deppity?"
"Really?"
"Come ooon."
"Fine, deppity (ah) Squires."
"Thanks. That's sexy. Could you (mmn) neigh like a horse?"
"What?"
"It's a joke, Oren."