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[powerandstatus]

Character: Marcello.
Fandom: Dragon Quest 8.
Player Name: Lisa

[Marcello's body quietly lay amongst the rubble for some time. The bits of rocks made him feel woefully uncomfortable. And the one lying beneath his elbow did indeed jab into his arm and make him move. And he was soaking. Even if he wasn't lying amongst the rubble back on Neos - he thought he was - he was still rubbing the back of his head and feeling wamrth run to the side of it. While it felt strange, for he was soaked through. He swung over his arm and rose to his feet as slowly and clumsily as he could force his body to move.]

[He took the time to orient himself. It was strange. Night had spread like a dark veil across the sky. He saw beyond his pile a clean city. He stropped then and waited for his mind to catch up with his eyes, with a hand gripped over his amulet like a talisman. His free hand pushed his sword down stiffly, like it was struggling against some unseen force.]

"It seems fate got the first word in after all."

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Let the suffering begin!!

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo had been on his way to the Golden Victory to check on it due to the water damages from the bubble being broken. However, when he arrived in the plaza a certain individual caught his eye. At first, he simply stood there in shock. He didn't want to believe the very person whom he never wished to be there was there. Slowly reality sank in though, Marcello was here in the bubble and this wasn't a dream. Instead of being silent, he walked straight over to his brother's form.]

Well well, look at what the coral dragged in.

[bufudine]

[It's not unusual for Serph to be about, especially when it's the time when new people tended to arrive in the city. So when he spots a stranger, soaking wet, Serph turns from his intended destination, making a detour to take a towel from a local before approaching the stranger. He takes care to be in the stranger's line of sight -- he doesn't want to startle -- before silently offering the towel to him.]

[ourlegends]

[ She hadn't been around for very long, herself; she had been rather fortunate, though. People she knew had been here for quite some time before her, and were able to sort of give her the general run-around of what's what. So, now, Hilda had been doing the same thing whenever she saw someone else who was in the state she had been in not too long ago; totally drenched, confused, etc.

She saw one such person today.

Hilda made her way over, slowly, not wanting to startle the man. She stopped short of him, looking up at him curiously. ]

Um ... excuse me? You're new here, right?