Your mine now
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Thread Topic: Your mine now
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Theta jolted a little when his crate was hit, making a soft clicking noise as his vents opened, then closed. He hesitated for a few seconds, before forming small eyelights to see. He blinked a few times as his vision returned, twisting his head to see the woman
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Amy groaned as the pain in her back slowly went away. She got angry and kicked the crate.
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Theta made a noise of alarm, his ports snapping closed with a sharp sound to protect them as he moved to cover his head, twisting a little to press his back int the corner
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Amy looked at the crate in confusion. “Crates can’t make noises like that.” she thought to herself. Amy slowly opened the lid to the crate to see what was inside.
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Theta stared up at her in fear, his eyelights and the mechanism on his back glowing faintly in the dim light
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Amy gasped at the sight of Theta. "What the-? W-Who are you?!" she exclaimed. What Amy didn't know was that a man was sneaking up from behind her with a crowbar in his hand.
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Theta saw the man and his eyesockets went wide in alarm before he lunged into motion, one of his vents snapping open and magic flowing out of it to form a bladed tentacle as he blured past her, the bladded tip burying itself in the mans throat. From Theta's spot perched on the edge of the crate, Amy would be able to see a black mark on his side, identical to hers
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Amy stared at Theta's mark. "I-I-I ... what is going on?"
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The tentacle retreated into the vent, which closed as he reabsorbed the magic. He swayed a little before starting to fall, seeming exausted from that
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Amy got a crowbar out of her belt and broke the crate open.
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He landed limply on the bottom, scarcely breathing as the lights on his back flickered on and off, stuggling to use what little magic he had left to keep going. The three ports had opened back up, trying to draw in magic
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Amy cursed under her breath and picked Theta up.
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Theta whimpered softly and presse closer, a ring around the ports lighting up soft blue as he started drawing in the ambiant magic she produced
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Amy squealed and accidently dropped him.
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He cried out in distress, desperation colouring his voice as he tried to reach for her, looking terrified as he fought to keep breathing
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