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Dias
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Date Posted: 03/ 6/05 2:10:02pm Sun
In reply to:
Zenra
's message, "Dreaming." on 03/ 6/05 2:03:01pm Sun
Perhaps an hour later, Dias's eyes opened, and he was dissapointed to see no one there. If he hadn't been suspended in green liquid, he would have sighed, as it were, green liquid made the action impossible.
His eyes glanced at his hand, and had anyone been watching, they'd have seen him grimace.
Hit the glass.
Hit the glass.
HIT THE GLASS.
Amazingly, his arm finally moved, and his hand thumped the glass. His arm moved faster the next time, but not by much. A third time, and he was starting to get feeling back in his arm, but it felt so weak.
How long have I been out of it?
His hand struck the glass again, and again, a little harder each time.
He looked at his other hand, still motionless in the tank.
move... move...
MOVE!
This arm too, weakly began to move, propelled by sheer force of will. For a moment, he felt mentally tired from the exertion, but knew that was a trap, a lure back to where he had been.
Not long after, a guard approached Zenra.
"Queen Zenra? There are... well, noises coming from the locked storage area," he said, not knowing what was held there.
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