*I sit cross-legged on the floor, the remnants of my morning meal still sat on the table in front of me. My eyes are closed and my breathing is steady as I gradually enter a meditative state*
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*Gets out of the vehicle*
That wasn’t too terribly long.
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Your words hold no weight.
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Not long at all.
*takes in the fresh air*
Ah.... love the smell here. Very clean place. They use a lot of freshly grown ingredients, too. Suprisingly healthy.
*I sit cross-legged on the floor, the remnants of my morning meal still sat on the table in front of me. My eyes are closed and my breathing is steady as I gradually enter a meditative state*
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*Chuckles*
I don't think you need to worry about your weight.
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Oh, my dear friend, its not about loosign weight, its about staying fit. An extra pound or two, and I might be too late to stop a crazed follower after you.
*chuckles*
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Or another would-be assassin.
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*rolls my eyes*
You would not believe how many times that happens.
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Trust me, I would.
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Oh?
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*My meditation deepens, and I become more in-tune with my surroundings, not so much noticing more but feeling more*
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I was there for some of them.
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Fair enough point. Let's go get some food.
*we are escorted in by a group of lightly armed personnell, and introduced to a nice table, ordained with a golden linen and silver plates*
- *loosk to the guards*
Didn't we tell them 'subtle'?
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*Modifies the force around you to fling you to the side*
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*From the tip of the dome a small, rumbling purple cloud forms and begins to grow, and I anchor myself in place to resist the force*
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*Reaches out, not with my physical body but my astral one, and tugs on the plate that once contained my breakfast. Its edges become pliant as they morph and flow towards me. After a moment or two I stop, leaving a trail of melted yet solidified porcelain hanging in midair, my astral form quickly retracting back into my physical one*
Interesting...
*Touches the plate hesitantly, which causes it to tip over and slide onto the floor*
I seem to be making progress.