Malik Ishtar (
obeytherod) wrote in
the_campus2013-09-22 01:49 am
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EGYPTIAN WHEELIES
[Malik had found something while looking through the East Wing. Just what that "something" was becomes apparent when an engine roars to life, and the skid of tires on tiled flooring echoes through the halls.
Sure...sure, he could just walk his new bike outside...but where was the fun in that?! This wasn't an ATV, and it likely wasn't going to fair well in the spotty terrain outdoors...
So he's just going to take a few smooth-riding laps in the halls before he goes to test it outside.
When somebody gets in his way, he rears the bike back onto one wheel, skidding a few feet on the floor before the front tire slams back down and he comes to a stop.]
What, are you trying to get yourself killed?
Sure...sure, he could just walk his new bike outside...but where was the fun in that?! This wasn't an ATV, and it likely wasn't going to fair well in the spotty terrain outdoors...
So he's just going to take a few smooth-riding laps in the halls before he goes to test it outside.
When somebody gets in his way, he rears the bike back onto one wheel, skidding a few feet on the floor before the front tire slams back down and he comes to a stop.]
What, are you trying to get yourself killed?
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... Jack had been brought back from before he had ever been killed. For him, it was like it never happened. If Harriet could forget about having killed him ... would she? If Eleanor could forget about killing Malik... would she be like Jack? Back to her old self... If there was such magic...
She stays stony faced, and does not follow him to the bike.]
... I said, we're finished.
[There's no reason to accept his deal. He should know how much she hates that demonic power. She's certainly in no hurry to accept it as a solution.
...But she may be asking Rosenkreuz for the results of his experiments.]
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[The idea had been planted. Now it was just a matter of letting it sprout into a suffocating weed within her mind. He'd use her good will towards her friends to his advantage, and he wouldn't even need the Rod to do it.
At least not directly.]
I assume you can take yourself back, then! [Malik straps on his helmet and starts the engine. He doesn't even give her a chance to respond before veering the bike around and speeding out down the same path they'd come in on.]