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Post by The Astronomer on Jun 10, 2015 2:18:45 GMT
"Because they weren't here to destroy us... but to save us!"The voice echoed through the windows like thunder. The stranger in the street was now... floating at floor level. His hairless skin was dark, but his eyes were bright like the sun. Otto does not recognize the accent, but it is not American. His trenchcoat hung off him a bit like a cloak as it flapped in the aair, revealing the fine suit. SOU: 31 Alfons Rangel FIN: 34 Otto Rangel FIN: 8 Al grabs his family and turns into... something like a grizzly bear before the wall is blasted forward. Almost immediately afterwards, the ceiling collapses on the trio. Otto is an easy fit, but Hans breathing becomes a litany coughing and wheezing beneath the monstrosity that is his grandson. Al eventually pushes up the rubble, freeing them to crawl out from under. The stranger with burning eyes is gone.
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Post by Otto Rangel on Jun 16, 2015 18:13:38 GMT
"They sure have an amusing way of showing it." He coughs trying to get out from underneath the rubble and brushing his hair to his side to see if he was bleeding.
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Post by The Astronomer on Jun 16, 2015 19:38:30 GMT
Otto is unharmed, except for some scratches and difficulty breathing from the dust in the air. The old man struggles more, but is otherwise fine. Al leads him to a take a seat on a particularly large piece of rubble.
"We..." Cough. "We need to get to my hotel. And then..." Cough. "We need to see about finding you some suits, ja?" He laughed, as he wiped the soot from his face.
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Post by Otto Rangel on Jun 24, 2015 23:01:39 GMT
"Suits?" Otto states looking at his brother in disbelief?, "I usually make my own clothes, Al doesn't like me transmuting his clothing though."
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Post by The Astronomer on Jun 28, 2015 13:04:03 GMT
The old man seemed rather blaise for having just had a roof collapse on his head. Then again, perhaps this sort of thing was fairly common during the Reign. "I have to give a leacture at the University of Ambrosia in a few days. The creme de la creme de la Ambrosis will be there." He covered his mouth with a handkerchief. "To be honest, I didn't expect to find you here in Starcrown. I was asking about a friend who spent time here, when someone mentioned a pair of German brothers. It was utterly random. As if all Germans know each other... Silly Amerikaner. Yet here we are...""
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