h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

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She as is you or she as in anyone with the power

Well something curious happens when anyone else touches them..

*an amused look is in her eyes as she gives one to Patricia, the burning smell of flesh fills the small room as Syian takes back the bell. Patricia's hand is smoking and covered with a huge red burn*

Hmm interesting

*Mutters an incantation and watches the burn heal*

It's amazing what you can pick up in your travels

*Patricia twirls her finger in a circle, smoke forms around Syian's neck, which turns into a snake, it tightens around her neck choking her*

Be carefull who you play your party trick on little girl

If you want my help, killing me isn't a good plan. Especially when it is almost impossible to fully kill me.

*she doesn't try and resist the snake but stands calmly*

*tightens the snake a little more*

And who would miss you, maybe you friend will help me, just remember the door to blackmail swings both ways

*staggers to the table where her bells are and lifts the smallest bell ringing it loudly, the sound is clear and true. The snake releases its grip and lies docile across her shoulders. Patricia is frozen on the spot, unable to move anything except her mouth*

*She replaces the bell to her bandolier on the table but Patricia is still frozen*

*she unsheaths a long sword from a plain scabbard at her waist and holds the point to Patricia's neck*

I advise you also be careful who you try *your* party tricks on

*Pushes the sword aside*

You know you should try and get along with people, be nice

*In the other room, Lumien begins to stir, dreaming.*

Hmm sounds like you friend is waking up, time to make up your mind do you want to hhelp me or not

*glances towards the other room and then sheaths her sword hurridly*

I will help you, but not a word to Lumien

Of course, the less people know the better

*Holds out her hand to shake Syian's*

*shakes the hand briefly*

Come, we must tend to Lumien

*Lumien finally wakes up, sits up, and rubs the sleep from her eyes.*

That dream again...

*Syian moves to her side*

What dream? Are you alright? I am sorry I took you so far into death my friend

Ah, it's nothing, just a dream I keep having...

And as for death, *places her hand on Syian's shoulder* you are my friend, but I don't think I want to meet your other friend anymore than I have to. But I'm glad you showed me.

*Stares intently down at the bed.* What happened to my parents?

Death does many things to those who dwell too long in it

I don't know what I was expecting. I wanted them to be someplace warm, and happy. But I guess that's not the way it works, is it.

*She looks up at Syian, her eyes rimmed with tears.*

The truth hurts.

The truth always hurts