Apr 21, 2018 9:08 PM
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cor and tias in wasteland
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Cor destroys.

But he has a really good reason.

He destroys, and he moves.

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To—

 

—well, the ground is solid. The air is breathable. Nothing looks immediately likely to kill him.

But he is on a flat expanse of dry cracked earth, under a blazing sun, and the nearest evidence of anything resembling life is an extremely dead tree rising from the ground in the middle distance.

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That's promising. He'll want to check a few different spots on the planet - there are deserts on his world too - but it's promising. He walks along, in case there's anything in easy walking distance of here before he goes and gets scouting helpers.

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After some walking there is a hill.

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A person is sprawled at the foot of the hill. He might be unconscious, or just very unhappy. He isn't wearing any clothes, which is remarkable because if he's been there for any length of time he should be terribly sunburned, and he isn't.

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"- hello?"

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He mumbles something unintelligible without bothering to lift his face out of the dirt.

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"I don't expect you to speak my language or anything but you seem to be lying facedown in the dirt in a wasteland and that's sort of concerning."

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He turns his head in Cor's direction.

"I've had kind of a shit day."

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"That's, uh, unfortunate. Can I help? How do you speak my language?"

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He sighs, and sits up. (Yep, definitely not wearing any clothes.)

"Dunno," he says. "I was at home and then something—hit me, I guess—it felt like I was getting... torn out of the world? And then everything was really uncomfortable for a really long time and then I fell down this hill." He winces. "Oh, until I moved I didn't notice how thirsty I was—"

A stream of water as wide as his hand abruptly begins pouring out of the air in front of him. He stares at it in complete bafflement for a second, then shrugs, sticks his face in it, and drinks.

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"- how long ago was this?"

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Rather than take his face out of the water just yet, he shrugs expansively.

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"I'm trying to figure out if it's my fault. Have you been lying here more or less than fifteen minutes?"

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He takes his face out of the water; the flow stops. "Why would it be your fault—? Anyway, I'm pretty sure it was longer. Like, a lot longer."

When he shakes his head to get the water out of his hair, the movement reveals that his ears are long and pointed. When he yawns, it is apparent that the same is true of his canine teeth. His fingernails and toenails are short but sharp, like claws; he's careful of them when he rubs his face to dry it.

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Could've been weirder. "For reasons to do with the limits of my magic system it wouldn't have been that weird if my travel also moved someone else at the same time but it seems you arrived before I left, which is not something my magic does."

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"So, wait, you came here on purpose? Uh, why?"

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"I didn't come here on purpose, exactly, although if you aren't a native it's actually a really great planet for one of my needs. I'm scouting, more or less."

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"Scouting for...?"

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"Somewhere to evacuate and, separately, a planet nobody'll miss."

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"...somehow I get the impression you're not looking to wreck a planet just for kicks."

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"No. Destroyed planets turn out to be a byproduct of my magic. Nasty surprise."

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"Oh, wow, yeah. Guess that also explains what you need to evacuate for."

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"Yep!"

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"Well, I'd suggest you talk to my dad but I have no idea how to get home from here and also home is kind of being invaded by murderous aliens at the moment."

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"Uh, since my spell apparently works I can probably get you home. And if this planet is really as dispensable as it looks help with the murderous aliens maybe."

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