let sleeping dogs lie... but you can do what you want with yellowbloods

[helmetdoesnothing]

Who: Mituna Captor, open.
When: Afternoon, 2/2
Where: Park
Style: Whatever you feel comfortable with!
Status: Open.

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[Guess who's been in the park practicing his wicked skateboard moves? This guy.

Guess who fell off said skateboard and fell asleep in the grass in the park? Also this guy.

Mituna's lying under the shade of a tree, one arm tucked up under his head, his skateboard upside-down with the wheels slowly turning a few feet away.

===> Disturb the yellowblood?]

Comments

[feralfanatic]

[Then there was an obvious question to ask.]

Wait, you died?

[Blink, blink.]

I thought the scientists could only pull people who were alive, or at least from the same moment they were about to die.

[The more she finds out about what the labcoats were capable of, the more hopeless Darkleer and Zelda's plan to take the bubble seemed. They almost seemed like gods.]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[He frowns at her, not really understanding what the problem is. But then, he was dead for far longer than he was alive, so perhaps he's just used to the idea of it.]

We were dead, but alivthe. Our thpiritth were thtill there.

[feralfanatic]

Oh, I see! It is still a little disconcerting that the scientists that run this place can effect the spiritual as well as the mundane and physical.

You are alive again, then? I mean, at least you smell alive.

So not only can the affect spirits, they can resurrect those they take as well.

[Yeah, Definitely godlike.]