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Plaxica did not hear the inquisitors words about the were creature, as the voice in his mind spoke to him again and he had a mental debate with it.
"Why would you sacrifice your life for this Larry? You barely know him."
"These others seem to think he is really important. And I also have an account to settle with the mage."
"Go and play the hero then! But remember that your life isn't worth being sacrificed at this time. And also remember: whenever you need help I shall be here."
Plaxica snapped out of the inner monologue and looked around. The Inquisitor had just finished speaking and Vincent had already gone towards the next room. In a whirl of arms and feathers Plaxica took his were-form and then just softly landed on the ground. He sniffed deep, filling his nostrils with the smells around him, looking for familiar smells. The smells of Andrion and Nanashi.
[ 01-25-2005, 11:55 AM: Message edited by: dplax ]
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