I7DT: A quarry

by **Sean Hall** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 9:15 pm

"Well, then you can make 98.2 turn into 100% now can't you?" Sean smiled.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:12 pm

"I mean, I guess..."

by **Sean Hall** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:22 pm

"So what percentage sure are you?" Sean asked.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:25 pm

"Oh, I don't know. I just...it's a huge invasion of privacy."

by **Sean Hall** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:28 pm

"But is it an invasion if you're invited?" Sean asked, "I'm sure people take advantage of telepathic psychologists and things like that."

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:41 pm

"They shouldn't---it's such a personal invasion..."

by **Sean Hall** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:45 pm

"I suppose that depends on if the insight you get is worth it," Sean said, "I'd also imagine there is some very fine print in whatever privacy agreement they have."

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:51 pm

"There would have to be. Absolute trust."

by **Sean Hall** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 10:59 pm

"Is it so hard to believe I have that for you?" Sean asked.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 11:01 pm

"....yes," she said, quietly, looking down.

by **Sean Hall** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 11:03 pm

"Why?" Sean asked gently.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 11:26 pm

"Because people I thought were my friends are scared of me. I'm something to be scared of."

by **Sean Hall** » Thu Aug 11, 2011 11:35 pm

"I don't think you are," Sean said, "Otherwise I wouldn't be here with you in the middle of nowhere. I'd say I'm quite the opposite of scared of your."

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:05 am

"Well...all right."

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:08 am

"You don't believe me?" Sean asked.

by **Will Stanton** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:11 am

"I'm not sure..."

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:14 am

"Words are air I suppose," Sean said, "You can check the truth for yourself if you'd like."

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:17 am

"And you're sure about this?"

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:20 am

"Sure as I can be," Sean smiled.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:23 am

"Alright then. Close your eyes."

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:25 am

Sean did as he was told, and was actually fairly relaxed.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:36 am

And with that, Altamira made...Contact.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:41 am

Altamira would find herself in a forest strange blue colored fog gradually clearing from the world around her as her contact with Sean solidified.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:41 am

Altamira, decked out in a white version of her Phoenix costume, pushed her hands to either side, attempting to clear the fog.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:53 am

The mist cleared leaving her in a forest, small wisps of light were moving around the trees seemingly disinterested in Altamira. A single path lead deeper into the forest. A whisper of a breeze moved through the forest, the sound it made in a language Altamira knew at least in passing. The forest was otherwise serene.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 1:39 am

"A one track mind, is it?" Mira said, striding forward.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 6:06 pm

The path lead Altamira deeper into the forest until the trees seemed to become quite massive and on the fringes of a lake on one both sides. The path was the only civilized portion of the area, and it split into multiple different paths, one to the left headed uphill towards where the forest began to clear, one to the right headed deeper into the what looked like the darkest part of the forest, the third went straight ahead and there was nothing particularly interesting about it.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 6:18 pm

Mira....went right.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 6:27 pm

The path was still well cared for, but the forest around it was becoming more and more overgrown. The wisps changed became scarcer, but Mira was approaching a line of blue lights and the path changed from dirt to stone, the temperature began to drop the further along the path she went though that most likely had something to do with the mist.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 8:22 pm

Mira kept going, intrigued, creating a light to guide her.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 8:27 pm

Altamira would find a wrought iron fence line with blue torches, the fence itself was overgrown with brambles. The gate was clear but strangely enough had no lock.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 8:53 pm

'Mira tried to open it!

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 8:58 pm

It swung open easily. The gate wasn't made to keep Altamira out. If she looked closely she'd see the symbols carved into it and the material it was made of...what looked like cold iron. It was what was beyond that was stranger the path was lined closely by brambles. Too close for comfort for most, they wouldn't stop her but they'd be...inconvenient to pass through.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 9:16 pm

Mira (wisely?) decided to SHUT the gate before continuing.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 9:27 pm

For the best. The wind grew briefly unsettling the brambles. As Altamira walked through them she saw painful memories from Sean's past. The most recent ones at the front. She could feel the blow as Sean blocked the magic Doom had had reflected back at him. Dozens of moments flew by between steps. Few coming into real focus.

Another step years had flown by and Sean broke his arm and leg rock climbing.

Another step and she saw a early teen Sean asking a girl out for the first time and being rejected.

Then Sean getting the crap beat out of him by a gang of older kids in elementary school for being a dirty mutant.

The images continued to flash by until she was watching memories from Sean's early childhood.

Back further, and further, then Altamira was in a clearing made of one giant block of marble. In the center of the clearing was a raised podium. The marble block had a series of circles and symbols carved into it surrounding the podium.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 9:41 pm

"Well, now, this is something different," Altamira said, tracing some of the carvings with one finger.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 9:49 pm

Altamira Vazquez wrote:"Well, now, this is something different," Altamira said, tracing some of the carvings with one finger.

The carvings didn't feel like something Sean put there. The fence, the marble, the change in the path it all felt queer. The only thing of Sean's were the brambles, which surrounded this...thing.

There was a low hum and the markings crackled arcs of energy shooting from the symbols, and circle itself turning bright red. A shield of magic formed in each of the circles surrounding the podium at their center.

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 10:17 pm

Mira tried to make her way to the podium, curious.

by **Sean Hall** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 10:24 pm

The first shield was solid like concrete. If Mira pushed it would begin to flex, small stress fractures forming on it. Then Altamira would see the images leak through through the cracks.

She saw a woman's face contorted in pain, could feel the touch of metal. A flashing light beneath the open moon. Chanting, pain, fear, and then the sound of ribs snapping. Then the sudden rush of intoxicating power.

The shield then forced her back out, the cracks filling in. Whatever was in there somebody with quite a bit of magical power had sealed it in.

by **Will Stanton** » Fri Aug 12, 2011 10:40 pm

"What on Earth?" Mira said, confused.

"That shouldn't be here..."

She tried again.

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