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vatheon2012-08-20 01:30 pm
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Sometimes, Death just sneaks up on ya.
Who: Sol, passers-by?
Where: S'up, Lamufao?
When: Backdated to Friday evening ;;;
Style: I adapt! :U
Status: Opennnnn
This was not where he was last time his eyes were open. Sol sat up with a hand to the back of his head, half-frowning as he considered his new surroundings. Well, at least he wasn't soaking wet, this time around. But he'd been up on the island; maybe time up there was limited and the coral dragged you back after a given amount of time. If random teleportation was a "curse", then he was going to get annoyed awfully fast; he liked being able to determine his own course in some regards, thanks.
No, wait. Something else had happened.
Systematic shut down.
Shit. He'd passed out? No, not quite. Passing out didn't work like that. Light headed, cold--that was passing out. Deeper. What? Coma? How did comas work for Gears? Whatever, something had happened and he didn't have all the data. Irrelevant since he was up and moving again, anyway. If it came up again, he'd have to hope he was in a better situation so someone could log data.
Whatever.
He was fine, as far as he could tell, and he was in good health. Couldn't have been that long, regardless of what happened.
Which left him eying the coral with a flat, unamused look once he stood. Alright, buddy. Sol folded his arms across his chest, sneering for a split second before deciding it just wasn't worth his time to think up nasty things to say to or think at the glowing mass.
Where: S'up, Lamufao?
When: Backdated to Friday evening ;;;
Style: I adapt! :U
Status: Opennnnn
This was not where he was last time his eyes were open. Sol sat up with a hand to the back of his head, half-frowning as he considered his new surroundings. Well, at least he wasn't soaking wet, this time around. But he'd been up on the island; maybe time up there was limited and the coral dragged you back after a given amount of time. If random teleportation was a "curse", then he was going to get annoyed awfully fast; he liked being able to determine his own course in some regards, thanks.
No, wait. Something else had happened.
Systematic shut down.
Shit. He'd passed out? No, not quite. Passing out didn't work like that. Light headed, cold--that was passing out. Deeper. What? Coma? How did comas work for Gears? Whatever, something had happened and he didn't have all the data. Irrelevant since he was up and moving again, anyway. If it came up again, he'd have to hope he was in a better situation so someone could log data.
Whatever.
He was fine, as far as he could tell, and he was in good health. Couldn't have been that long, regardless of what happened.
Which left him eying the coral with a flat, unamused look once he stood. Alright, buddy. Sol folded his arms across his chest, sneering for a split second before deciding it just wasn't worth his time to think up nasty things to say to or think at the glowing mass.
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"Tch."
He didn't believe it; then again, most people probably wouldn't believe they'd died upon being told. Still, he was hard-pressed to accept the suggestion as fact. Sol was, in short, very hard to kill for a variety of reasons he didn't want to ever need to explain to anyone. Considering that being shot by a couple of idiot cops until he was pretty sure their clips had run out hadn't done it, he very much doubted anything could have happened to kill him in Vatheon.
Then again...
"Don't remember bein' hit by anything that'd kill me." Benefit of the doubt. "What exactly happened up on th'island?"
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Sol wanted a full explanation, right? Good. "She also asked people to pray to her." Not for her, while she'd done that as well, and it hadn't been Amaterasu that had asked, but there had been no doubting that the one who had asked for that prayer had called her a god, had said they had to believe in her to defeat her enemy.
But that wasn't really the important part, blasphemy seemed to be all too common in this place. Sol dying was...
"You don't remember any of the battle?" Impossible to believe that Sol wouldn't have noticed.
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"Nope." But a Behemoth-like thing... He definitely would have noticed something like that. Even if it wasn't really a Gear, that would've been big enough to see or hear from any point on the island, more likely than not. "Don't even remember seein' anything like that. Just up on th'island, then back here."
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"What were you doing on the island, that you were so out of it?"