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[lostincyberspace]

Montana:

Montana heard a voice in his head, <Who are you? And weren't you here earlier, during the battle?>. He had no answers to those questions, but he manged to stammer, "I do't know."



(Is Edward still wolf I thought he was but you said something aobut taking over him so you could speak but since you are in morph then you wouldn't need to unless edward is human and you were speaking out loud.)

[Leonardodavinci]

((Lost... I'm in morph, being controlled by Leah. She can use my body AND her OWN thought-speech, as she is in morph.. sorry that this is confusing.))

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

(Yeah, heh. This is a little confusing.)

<Don't tell him I'm with you. I don't know, but I think he's free. The last thing we need is for him to get suspicious. This man is dangerous,> I said privately.

[lostincyberspace]

Montana

"Who," he hesitated, "Who are you?" hesaid to the large wolf, wondering if they should talk or not.

The wolf wasn't moving or doing any thing he was just standing there....

[Whammy]

((OOC:Your right about this being confusing Charlie. I'm trying to think of a post, but by this point I'm not even sure what is going on anymore ???. Is it still the same day as the zoo battle, or is it a completely different day? And where exactly is everyone?))

[lostincyberspace]

(it is either the same night (really late like 1-2 AM) or the next morning you can decide which. Leah just appoligized to edward for taking control of him but I never thought she did that is what is confusing me)

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

(Sorry you're confused, Whammyman. I know this sounds funny, but I bet it'll be easier to explain the whole thing when all of our characters meet again.)

<I was going to ask you the same thing. I'll answer your question if you answer a few of mine. What are you? How did you use those blades? How did you survive?> I asked, firmly, but hoping I didn't frighten him. I didn't want to have to chase him down, but I would, if he ran.

[lostincyberspace]

Montnana:

There it was again the voice in his head, what had it said this time, "I was going to ask you the same thing. I'll answer your question if you answer a few of mine. What are you? How did you use those blades? How did you survive?"
It whated to know who he was. He would have gladly told it, but he was in the same situation. He had no I dea who he was!!

"I don't ... know," he manged to stammer out.


(dialog is really tricky in a place like this becausewe can each give only a few lines and the others lines can totaly change what needs to be said. So the dialog is not really good right now it is kind of stalling but that come with doing an RPG)

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

(Yup. All well, we'll manage.)

<You don't know,> I repeated. How could someone not know who or what they were? <Can you remember anything? Where you are, why you're here? You're name?> I couldn't decide whether or not to believe that he was giving us the truth. I remembered being in a similar situation the previous night. Waking up in the alley with no idea where I was or how I had gotten there.

[lostincyberspace]

Montana:

It had said "How could you not know who you are," and the answer to that was still "I don't know."

But what he did, he told them. "I woke up over that way, and wandered around until I found my self here," he said, "with you!"

[Estelore]

(I am back and better than ever! WOOHOO!! *Ahem*)

I don't know how long I lay there on the cavern floor, but at some point I woke up. A faint sheen of sunlight drifted down from a tiny hole in the ceiling, making a pinpoint of pinkish light on the wall. Dawn, probably.

I steeled myself for the rush of grief that, by all reason, should have left me a quivering blob on the floor, but no pain touched me. No emotion at all, except a vague and distant sensation that I should MAYBE go and get something to eat and drink. As an afterthought, I considered that maybe I should also find my friends.

I stood slowly, feeling my way from memory back to the nearest food cache. It took me a bit longer than I expected to find it, because I was stiff from sleep and a bit lost from my half-panicked, desperate run.
I managed to rummage up some Pringles chips and a bottle of water, and I dug into both like a starved person. The food solidified my nerves and heightened my awareness. Once I was done, I hid the remains of my meal and morphed house-cat. Hopefully I wouldn't have any need to fight, and the familiar shape kept me focused on my task. I had to find the others.

<Edward? Leah? Are you here?> I could hear the emptiness in my voice, but it didn't register as important enough to warrant any real attention. First the task, then I could let myself feel. Maybe.

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

(Yay! Welcome back. )

<Ed.... Eah... You here?> Someone was trying to reach me in thought-speak. I could just barely hear them. Was it Ais?>

<Don't. Move,> I ordered the strange, confused man. I gave Edward control of his mind and body again, briefly apologized, and decided to respond to whoever was calling in my own thought-speak. <Who is this?> I asked.

[Estelore]

<Who...iss?> Leah? She sounded impossibly distant.

<Leah? Is that you? This is Ais!>

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

<..... Is Ais.....> I mentally sighed with relief. She wasn't dead.

<Ais? Where are you?> I asked.

[Leonardodavinci]

<Leah... I think getting OUT of my head might work better.> I commented, making the shift back to human, all the while keeping a wary eye on the strange man.