C.DEX
Art Fart
"Sinna, you should stay here." Balor said. "We don't know the state of how the outside world is going to be after this time. What we had done up there may very well have resulted in a few different things. The streets could be completely empty around the bar, as per the usual, or it could be crawling with Seers and reinforcements." he summised. Surely enough, Sinna's face contorted into anger. She was unlike her brother, however; instead of shouting or yelling, her thoughts came out clearly in the face of her mentor.
"No way. I'm at least going to wait in the bar. Not like most Seers can see through walls, anyways, if I hang back everything will be okay. We have to get out of here as soon as possible. No offence, Amara, Moira. I like you guys, but I ran out of stuff to read halfway in, and I'm getting tired of eating pickled food." she said, looking sternly to Balor. He regarded her with pursed lips, unsure entirely if he even had the ability to disallow it. She caught his look and her frown deepened. "Come on. The quicker we get out, the quicker we're going to find Orin and Gunnar. We've been stuck in the bunker for how long ... a week? He should've arrived at the Church by now, a while ago." she said, bouncing up and down on her toes.
"Despite your composition, you really are a child, Sinna." Balor remarked, with a heavy sigh rattling out of his chest. "That's fine, then. But wait in the bar, and if I say go back down, then go back down." he said. She gave a quick nod to him, a small smile appearing on her lips. He looked to the portalling Caelilan, who had recovered enough mana during their time in the stay to open it once again.
"Keep your hands and feet inside of the portal perimeters at all times. Last thing we need is your thumbs and toes getting caught inside the concrete, and all that." the Caelilan said. "Bending space has that result sometimes, and it's never pretty." he said, winking toward Balor and Sinna, causing them to sigh in unison. "Scouters come through first. Moira's orders. Sorry, kiddos, rest of you gotta stay behind until it's safe." he said, looking past Balor and Sinna to the Shades and Forbiddens that had taken up shelter there, the same as everyone else.
Then, he raised his hands. Eyes glowing, the Caelilan man's hands seemed to shift and contort. In his hands, a small orb of what looked like the compacted, birds-eye view of the inside of the upstairs closet appeared. The children ooh'd and aah'd as he let it go, the orb expanding and unfolding in front of their very eyes. With a chuckle, he sat down, taking his place near the portal in order to maintain it.
Sinna looked to Amara, lips contorted into a small smile before they had gone through the portal. "Did you think about what we talked about?" She asked, letting Balor step through first out into the other side.
"No way. I'm at least going to wait in the bar. Not like most Seers can see through walls, anyways, if I hang back everything will be okay. We have to get out of here as soon as possible. No offence, Amara, Moira. I like you guys, but I ran out of stuff to read halfway in, and I'm getting tired of eating pickled food." she said, looking sternly to Balor. He regarded her with pursed lips, unsure entirely if he even had the ability to disallow it. She caught his look and her frown deepened. "Come on. The quicker we get out, the quicker we're going to find Orin and Gunnar. We've been stuck in the bunker for how long ... a week? He should've arrived at the Church by now, a while ago." she said, bouncing up and down on her toes.
"Despite your composition, you really are a child, Sinna." Balor remarked, with a heavy sigh rattling out of his chest. "That's fine, then. But wait in the bar, and if I say go back down, then go back down." he said. She gave a quick nod to him, a small smile appearing on her lips. He looked to the portalling Caelilan, who had recovered enough mana during their time in the stay to open it once again.
"Keep your hands and feet inside of the portal perimeters at all times. Last thing we need is your thumbs and toes getting caught inside the concrete, and all that." the Caelilan said. "Bending space has that result sometimes, and it's never pretty." he said, winking toward Balor and Sinna, causing them to sigh in unison. "Scouters come through first. Moira's orders. Sorry, kiddos, rest of you gotta stay behind until it's safe." he said, looking past Balor and Sinna to the Shades and Forbiddens that had taken up shelter there, the same as everyone else.
Then, he raised his hands. Eyes glowing, the Caelilan man's hands seemed to shift and contort. In his hands, a small orb of what looked like the compacted, birds-eye view of the inside of the upstairs closet appeared. The children ooh'd and aah'd as he let it go, the orb expanding and unfolding in front of their very eyes. With a chuckle, he sat down, taking his place near the portal in order to maintain it.
Sinna looked to Amara, lips contorted into a small smile before they had gone through the portal. "Did you think about what we talked about?" She asked, letting Balor step through first out into the other side.