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Dennis' ears perked as a smooth French accent met his ears. He looked up to see a handsome man wearing centuries old clothing standing in the middle of the swamp with somehow not a speck of mud on him. Hesitating, Dennis stretched his hand out to grip the stranger's and, with assistance, hauled himself to dry land.
"H-hi, sorry," the unicorn wheezed. He tried to think of more words, but he wasn't conversational enough to come up with any.
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"Ah, interesting...?" Lawrence said, a little sorry he'd asked now. He was in a rush already, and though his curiosity for the object wasn't small, he didn't have the time to sit around and listen to the explanation of every part. He glanced over his shoulder then back at the swamp and noticed something odd. Where nobody had been standing before, there were suddenly two figures, a silver haired man and a person wearing cosplay. Gesturing a quick goodbye to the people he'd been talking to, he suddenly rushed off to investigate. He knew it was rude to leave the conversation in that way, but he had the sudden suspicion that there may have been a rift here all along, and that he'd simply never known about. Maybe Riah had even gone through it.
Reaching the lip of the land, Lawrence jumped, sailing to a wet and especially sludgy section of the placid water. There was a magical presence here for sure. He could feel the hairs rising on his arms as he blindly searched for it. Then his fingers hit the rift and he felt himself propelled forward. An instant later he was once again in the human realm and standing sopping wet by the side of a busy thoroughfare. "Awesome," he whispered, grinning. Even after all this time, the feeling of slipping through dimensions was still unquestionably cool.
Lawrence pulled his phone out and glanced down at the clock, 6:47am. "Shit!" School was about to start and he had no idea where he was now. Without thinking too hard, he picked a direction and just started running in it, hoping it was the one to his high school. Now looking around, there were a few identifiable landmarks, and using his knowledge of the layout of the city, maybe he could make it to the school through some alleyways and side streets. Only time would tell.
Dennis' ears perked as a smooth French accent met his ears. He looked up to see a handsome man wearing centuries old clothing standing in the middle of the swamp with somehow not a speck of mud on him. Hesitating, Dennis stretched his hand out to grip the stranger's and, with assistance, hauled himself to dry land.
"H-hi, sorry," the unicorn wheezed. He tried to think of more words, but he wasn't conversational enough to come up with any.
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"Ah, interesting...?" Lawrence said, a little sorry he'd asked now. He was in a rush already, and though his curiosity for the object wasn't small, he didn't have the time to sit around and listen to the explanation of every part. He glanced over his shoulder then back at the swamp and noticed something odd. Where nobody had been standing before, there were suddenly two figures, a silver haired man and a person wearing cosplay. Gesturing a quick goodbye to the people he'd been talking to, he suddenly rushed off to investigate. He knew it was rude to leave the conversation in that way, but he had the sudden suspicion that there may have been a rift here all along, and that he'd simply never known about. Maybe Riah had even gone through it.
Reaching the lip of the land, Lawrence jumped, sailing to a wet and especially sludgy section of the placid water. There was a magical presence here for sure. He could feel the hairs rising on his arms as he blindly searched for it. Then his fingers hit the rift and he felt himself propelled forward. An instant later he was once again in the human realm and standing sopping wet by the side of a busy thoroughfare. "Awesome," he whispered, grinning. Even after all this time, the feeling of slipping through dimensions was still unquestionably cool.
Lawrence pulled his phone out and glanced down at the clock, 6:47am. "Shit!" School was about to start and he had no idea where he was now. Without thinking too hard, he picked a direction and just started running in it, hoping it was the one to his high school. Now looking around, there were a few identifiable landmarks, and using his knowledge of the layout of the city, maybe he could make it to the school through some alleyways and side streets. Only time would tell.