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Tsurka shook her head,
her expression displaying disbelief,
'what foul nonesense' she thought to herself,
"come on Robbie,
we be leave this place"
she pulled Robbie with her and headed in the direction she thought they had come from.
"No, wait, please stay!
we'll have fun,
play a game I promise"
The monk's voice had changed,
he had jumped off the edge of the fountain,
and came running up alongside Tsurka,
who he saw be the leader of the twosome.
"What? Go away!" Tsurka flicked her head towards the monk and then kept on marching forward. She noticed that the Monk was standing with his arms
on his hips, the robe being lifted from his face enough to reveal a toothfull smile.
As Tsurka walked, it seemed like it was sand or a swamp, her legs were getting harder to move.
She looked at the monk, she hadn't moved at all.
She stood still and faced the monk,
she felt herself bounce up as if she had risen a handspan or two.
"bra giligiliga" Robbio said 'I was going to tell you but didn't have the confidence'
"ya thanks, that's a help" Tsurka looked up, noticed the sky was still clearly visible above the sky scrapers, but wondered if that was an illusion
like everything else here.
"so tell me monk! what goes on here?" Tsurka asked, moved her left foot forward, and threw her head back to see if she could stare intently into the
monks visual receptors.
she couldn't make out eyes even after several filter types.
"Oh don't mind Ryan, he's a historical recreationist" the monk said and threw his arm in the general direction where the knight had been.
"You really opened Pandora's box, stepping in here you know" a voice just above and behind Tsurka's head said, she noticed a shaft of some kind
had materialized just above her right shoulder, looked left, slightly jerking about Robbie who she still hung onto.
The bearded short cropped brown haired face of Antonio Silversteen suddenly flashed across her vision, she focused saw it was another man, of similar
complexion, leaning down,
his face less than a salmons length away.
"Ryan's the name, huh?" Tsurka retorted, and grabbed him by his shirt with her right hand. Then stared him in the eyes, the irises seemed unnatural
with perpendicular angles. Tsurka barred her teeth at the man and made a growl.
Ryans smile slightly shrank away.
She spit in his face, which shocked him greatly and he stood up.
She continued to hold to his shirt so was raised in the air, she sway threw Robio at the monk
"sik em Robio" herself now using her left arm to hold onto Ryans belt, she let her right arm go as her left descended down her pants, he kneed his
groin while her left finger tips unloaded various toxins and viruses into soft flesh.
Ryan put hands on hips, head up, and laughed.
"these be avatars"