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As he sat in the back seat of the car, Leo pulled an amulet into the correct place around his neck, carefully removing a link of chain which had got caught in the threads of his scarf. It wasn't a real emerald, a fact which he knew because he had made it himself as a model for the transformation item of a magical warrior in a film he worked on. The film had only made a small cult following but he wouldn't complain about work and it was a nice amulet. Taking it wasn't the most professional move but the property manager didn't mind. Conversely, the scarf was, in his opinion, the most hideous shade of coral he had ever seen but it was the work of a good friend and he felt bad about not wearing it. He picked his phone out of his jacket pocket, the bulky obsidian-coloured mobile being another gift from a friend, albeit a practical one. His text messages and missed calls were full of possible jobs which would never pass a "maybe" and lunch offers from former child stars and desperate journalists trying to get information on projects he had completed which were still partially hidden from the public. The costume designer sighed and thanked the fact that he didn't have any urgent commitments as the traffic stretched out in front of him.
Not much, but I've got something posted. I kind of lost track of the conversation.
In the cell, James was still lying dazed on the floor, his head ringing from the sedative which hadn't quite worn off and the effect of his own powers not being kind on his ears. He could make out the others talking but didn't feel strong enough, nor knowledgeable enough, to contribute to the conversation. The people around him were evidently also somewhat changed; it seemed too big of a coincidence that he gained sound powers and was kidnapped within such a short time.

As Lee entered, he pushed against the wall and stood up, looking straight at the man. He was happy that something was finally happening but cautious, given what was happening. What somebody else was saying further confirmed that everyone was figuring out what must have happened to them. Slowly, he muttered something, although it was larger enough for someone to hear if they were paying attention.

"I need some bloody ibuprofen."
Sorry, just didn't have anything to say. I'm here, once I actually have something to do.
Sorry for not posting (busy + writers' block, so I'm struggling) but I am still here, I assure you.
I am still here, by the way.
Aeron, alike a few other people he could see, had opted to find a place in the stadium where he could see while just leaning on a wall, as opposed to the bleachers. He didn't like seating so close, partly because he was fully aware how easy it was to steal things in them. His bag was pretty much impervious to any thief who wasn't invisible and able to teleport but it still bothered him, so he stayed away.

"More spirits, I see."

"Yeah, looks like it."

With nobody else that close to him, he had no concerns with speaking to his spirit partner.

"We should be at a good advantage seeing them, if we have to duel either one later."
Aeron slowly skated towards the entrance, Ifanc floating behind him as he moved towards his destination.

"Come on, come on, we have to get there!"

Aeron sighed, this outburst being far from the first from his spirit partner during their trip across the city. He whispered, feeling sightly stupid talking to the spirit that not everybody could see while in public.

"It's just there. We're hardly late, either."

The boy allowed his board to roll to a halt, jumping off once it came to a standstill and flipping it up with his foot before taking hold of it and walking into the crowd. As the screen turned on he looked up, gazing into it like everyone else around him. Little emotion was visible on his face but he was excited for the tournament and attempted to move through the crowd towards the front as it started moving, gently pushing past people, not out of manners but so as to lower the chances of someone complaining.
I put the decklist up 6 days ago. Any problems?
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