Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20170827175023

Seeing how Imbellis prepared to leave, Jeiel nodded to her and turned back to his younger self. "Listen....I need to go to the experimental rooms. Someone's about to be transported there and if I don't do something about it....I'm bound to regret it. Please?"

Little Jeiel doesn't say anything. Instead, she pulls something from the side of her forehead: a yellow thread that she then pushes into Jeiel's dial. "This...will lead you there with my eyes." Hebows sadly. "I'm sorry but... I can't leave. "

"And why, little one?" Nyarcca asks whimsically. Little Jeiel replies sternly - "Because... whatever you plan to do shapes my future..and I do not want to tamper what must happen."

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Themadon counters with his sword. 2 successive swings bounce bacm ineffective, and at the third jab towards him Themadon fires at the side of the blade, changing its direction of attack to a lower angle. The chance now present, he raises the sword - and cleaves at his chest.