Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-28358106-20170606024744

Thomas needs no further direction. Putting his head down and clutching Nwa, he lunges forward as if leaping into some underbrush, but to the outside, he and the girl seem to leap into thin air together.

No trace of their signature remains---no vital force, no magic. It truly does appear that that have left...

He raises his head as his vision swirls aroumd him. The vaporous tube that swirls ahead is an undulating tunnel of ether, traversible only by going forward. Thomas looks briefly at the temporal distortion tunnel he has created, and he knows he isn't going to be able to keep it for more than a couple of minutes at best. They will be immune and undetectable, but not for long.

He squints his eyes and trudges forward, his mind struggling to keep from reeling off into vertigo and dooming them both. He would have to concentrate on something. He manages a hoarse whisper.

"You doing all right, kiddo? We're almost there...almost there..."