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Who: ever.
Where: away from the Orpheus common area, the lake, and other common areas.
When: Day 148, morning.
What: releasing tension.

[Someone's snuck out of the dorms vvvery early. And appears to be taking it out on the rocks with his materia.

Watch out for minor earthquakes.]

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[nods]

I can also see the appeal of that. Still not seeing how you got the sword in there, but I guess that's a pretty minor issue.

Probably came with being a zombie.

[also making the sword disappear the same way]

... I remembered sending off a soul with this.

Mmm. Maybe it's part of the deal. Tools of the trade. Whichever.

...yeah?

I can talk to the real spirit, soul, whatever... after I kill the zombie. The sword can open some sort of portal to send them off.

I get money for it after that.

[nods]

...which doesn't work here, but at least the sword part still works.

And my hand.

[nods at Chaz's bracer] S'that one of those magic things you were using?

Yeah. Earth one.

[prying it at the bracer and tossing it at Chika]

[catches and turns it over in his hand to examine it]

Neat. How's it work?

Put it in your bracer. Then you "aim" at least ten to twenty feet away from you to avoid splash damage, and let go, with your brain.

Sounds easy 'nough.

[pops the materia into his bracer. Aims his bracer arm at an empty spot ahead of them and...

Nothing happens.]

[...blinks]

That's weird.

Huh.

[pulls back his hand to look at the materia then tries again.

Again, nothing happens.]

The hell? Did it break?

No, it should work instinctively. It's got the memory there.

[okay fine. Tries again!]

[It works! Except it's the ground right under them that's shaking]

Whoa!

Whoa-!

[stumbling right into you]

[well the ground seems like a nice place to be at the moment]

[tumbling down on top, a mass of knees and bones. at least he manages to avoid most of the directly painful spots, but wow, that's pointy. :D;]

Aaa--sorry, sorry!

[That. still hurts, Doc. Thanks.]

Fuck, ow! You've got a knife hidden in your arm or something. Doc?

Just my medial epicondyle. Which is just my bones, before you ask.

[removing it from your sternum 8D;]

[my sternum D8 rubs that sore spot]

Yeah, yeah, you're the smartguy.

The fuck went wrong anyway? I didn't tell it to hit us! [glares at the bracer while he's at it]

I don't know--it's never done that to me before. I just sort of knew how and where to do the basics with it.

[manages to roll off you, kneeing you one more time in the process]

[winces at all the pointy pokes. Picks himself back up once Chaz has rolled off him.]

No way I can't get it t'work.

[Yeep. He's totally trying again.

Again, nothing happens]

Maybe you're blocked or something?

[iiinching away slightly]

[giving you an evil eye for that]

I can summon a fucking sword. This should be easy!

[again! ... oh hey there's a tremor! Close behind them]

. . . this is bull.

[THIS IS SO YOU DON'T GET HORRIBLY BRUISED, WHAT ARE YOU EVIL EYING ME FOR]

Do you feel it taking the energy out of you? When it doesn't work, I mean.