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Oct. 28th, 2011 09:29 pm
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[a muscular blue-skinned man with glowing yellow eyes and pointy ears is currently sitting outside in the fog, pressing buttons it seems at random as the feed flicks on. He looks like he is concentrating on trying to figure out something on his device, but the expression (and occasional angry gleam in said eyes) shows that he is likely a total novice to this technology stuff. Another button press and [x,y] flashes up, showing that he is actually much closer to where the Animus are thought to be than most people like to get.]

I give up. Stupid human device. [the PCD is dropped disdainfully to the floor and it lands, at a slight angle on the ground, propped up by a rock it landed next to. The figure fades a little and looks much more like the fog but somehow...more real and certainly more beautiful in it's purity. The coalescing vapour that is the great and noble djinni etc etc spirit Bartimaeus of Uruk suddenly stops it's sinuous movement and hangs motionless in the air. A tombstone is becoming visible in the swirling fog and a sound issues from the vapour.]

No, no don't make me see it again. Stupid mane. Never take the form of a lion, you should have known it.

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May. 5th, 2008 03:57 pm
imakefootnotes: (﹏Ptolemy // pb - Tutankhamun)
[The gaseous form of Bartimaeus coalesced and formed his most familiar shape - that of the boy, Ptolemy. He looked around his current surroundings, wondering where he was. Nowhere he had yet visited on Earth seemed familiar. This place was so...what was that? Bartimaeus jumped out of the way of a car. It was like no car he'd ever seen before.]

Was that a car? Oh-kay, so I'm somewhere wierd again. Oi, Nat - where are you? This place smells worse than your armpit.

[A look of realization crosses his face]

Nat? [pats his body down]

We...you...did it work? [looks around again] I'm not in England anymore... [looks at the floor and seems to be looking for something, a wide, wide smile spreading across his bronzed features]

No pentacles. Ahh, if Farquarl could see me now. Ha! Bartimaeus always wins, Farquarl!!!

I wonder if the brat is round here somewhere..... [:|] Not that I care.

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