[b]Dr. Kaikus - Zone One[/b]

"You're very loud." Dr. Kaikus' accent was pronounced, but his intent clear. "Perhaps you did not hear the woman correctly. There are dangerous things about, man and beast alike. I fail to see the humour in drawing them to us before we're ready." Raising himself from the dirt, Dr. Kaikus dusted off his trousers and sports jacket, careful not to touch his collar. "You know, I once told my wife stain-proof slacks were a waste of money."

Reaching into his pockets he pulled forth his tape player and card. The Emperor stared back at him, proud and cryptic. "Kings would often seek the advice of oracles you know. The Fates. Three sisters who wove the lives of men and god alike. It seems our lives are now in the hands of another. More to the point, it seems they are in the hands of whatever is out there we'd rather not attract." Many lectures at the college had taught the professor that often the loudest voice a student hears is the one in their own head.

"Where are my manners? I am Dr. Kaikus. You may call me Rahj."
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[b]Travence Girt - Zone Six[/b]

"The fuck?" Travence hoisted his large form to his feet and gazed at the huddled mass before him. Straining to be heard over the crashing waves, Travence called to the dead man. "Hey, you alright, man? You better get up, some crazy shit's goin' down, man." Wandering a bit in the direction of the crumbling tower, Travence peered into the ocean. "Bitch at the candle shop fuckin' shanghai'd us. We're probably in goddamn Singapore by now. Singapore had castles right? Fuck, I dunno, get up man. Should we check out the tower? I don't speak Chinese but might be somebody in there can help us." Wandering back towards the body, Travence paced to the expanse of land behind them. "We could try going inland but I'm not sure how far we'd get. Hey, are you alive? I'm talkin' to you over here!" As Travence turned to face the body once more, he swore he saw something out of the corner of his eye.