Lemons — Roleplayer Guild

Fire comes back down, looking much better than before, and surprise! I'm impatient! He an barely get in those few words before I nod and flash away in light, trusting the brief flash of solar heat that I leave behind to give him an appropriate channel to follow me with. Streaking away into the sky, I take a brief moment to orient myself before darting off into the north once more.

I would normally have to ask about something like this, but I'm pretty sure I know exactly where Darkness is, and by extension, Force. I can feel a significant, borderline painful, lack of light, far more than is natural, in one building in the city and one alone.

With a flash of intense light, I appear in a small, abandoned house about a street away from the epicenter of darkness. From there, it's just a short run to the man himself.

I tackle him from behind at full speed, knocking him off of his feet in a crushing hug.

"Darkness! It's been too long!"

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After a hasty round of apologies, we resume our path, me being pretty happy. More than usual, actually. After a brief SLOW walk, we wind up in what looks like some sort of laboratory. The follower of Force leaves us there and walks out, presumably going to fetch Force.

I have to sit down.

Horror of horrors.

Well, nothing to die but wait now, I suppose. I can at least have a conversation with Darkness; I haven't done so in ages.

"So, Darkness," I begin conversationally, "What kind of identity have you taken lately? You haven't contacted me in at least a century!"
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