Aut Omnia, aut Nihil--the Ballad of Genesis

— Regg walked into the library, nonplussed. What the hell? Oh, there's the Girl with one name, and— He scrambled over on catching sight of the person and his envelope.—

"What the hell happened?"

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Will started at this sudden intrusion, leaping backwards in such a way that caused him to fall out of his chair and land on the floor in a tangled heap.

He rose from the ground with a weary groan, rubbing at the back of his head. "Ow..."

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Ari reached out for the boy when he fell, a look of shock on her face. "Ah! I'm sorry!" she moved to his side to help him up. "I apologize, sincerely, I didn't mean to startle you like that..." This was not good. She couldn't just go around causing people to fall out of their chairs, it was bad luck or something. She'd probably be falling out of a bunch of chairs now too, in the future. Things had a way of coming back to her.

Kneeling down next to Will, she looked back up at Reg. "Oh, that was fast, hey." She pointed excitedly to the envelope on the table. "Look, he got one too!"

How can you be in two places at once when you're not anywhere at all?

"It's...it's cool," he muttered, still massaging the back of his head. He frowned when he glanced at her, realizing that he didn't recognize her at all. More prudently, however...

"Did you say 'I got one too'? Got one what?"

edited 17th Mar '11 4:45:28 PM by SullenFrog

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The biker nodded and grinned. "Kickass. Name's Drogo. You up for a round, or you got shit to do?"

Pretend there's something clever written here.

Stephan smiled at Drogo. "I'll go." He said, forgetting his work. The old biddy could fix her own roof, for all he cared.

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably

—Reg held up the envelope, lip quirked.—

"The Maharajah and his enigmatic invitation? Here."

—He hands the letter to Ari, inspecting his business card.—

edited 17th Mar '11 4:52:27 PM by Colonial1.1

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

Once class was over Jamie walked into the library to study some. She borrowed a copy of the text book the library had on reserve for students. She walked into the back of the library and sat at a table that was quiet. She sat down to begin studying, only barely aware that someone just fell down.

Will blinked. Then he's been having dreams like mine? Weird...

As if by reflex, the young man glanced at the business card once more. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw that there was actual text written on it now, rather than being completely blank as it had been a moment ago. It read

Aut Omnia, Aut Nihil
1717 Rev. street
1945 hrs.
Be punctual.
—The Maharaja

Will looked at the other two. "It must mean Revelation street. But I've been there; there's no building at that address, just a vacant lot."

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-Leo paces the floor restlessly. On the one hand, whoever these people are, they know something about him, about the dreams. On the other hand, it is possible this is all some kind of setup for some strange reason. And yet it is true that he has the evening off, as the next morning's class has been cancelled due to a teacher's accident. Surely they didn't...-

-Leo shakes his head. Not for the first time in his life, he gives up and decides to go along, as this seems the easier option.-

"Could it be that weird building that always vanishes? I heard stories and stuff, I was planning on looking for it..." Ari was practically bouncing up and down from excitement now. She loved it when strange and interesting things clicked into place. Mysteries unraveling themselves to reveal enigmas, all connected... it was like the thrill of the hunt, for leaner people like her who couldn't actually go hunting without injuring themselves. This was something she learned firsthand, alongside the fact that when going hunting it is probably wise to bring a ranged weapon instead of a sword.

She took the letter from Reg, and scanned it over quickly. There was no way she was going to miss this, to hell (another flash of imagery, this one much less pleasant than the first) with the fact she hadn't received an invitation herself.

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How can you be in two places at once when you're not anywhere at all?

Carden looked down at Stephan nonplussed for a few seconds, before helpfully informing him that "The man was talking to me, fucktard." and looking back to Drogo. He wondered vaguely if he should actually take him up on said offer, and rationalized his argument thus;

Look at it like this, he thought, This is already shaping up to be one hell of a retarded day, and it's not like you were planning to do anything more major than work out until you got bored or something. You do that pretty much every day. Besides, if you stay here, more stupid kids are just gonna try and talk to you. Also, leaves. So many leaves. When he looked at it like that, that drink looked like one hell of a better option.

Pleased with this careful and thoughtful train of logic, Carden eventually replied.

"Yeah." He said, moving closer to the bike. "Yeah, sure. Not like I got any better shit to do. Name's Carden." He finished, extending a hand.

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"Hey, I don't turn down that kind of offer, even if it isn't directed at me."

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably

—The junior sighed a little. So much for an ordinary day.—

"Glad you're so happy about it. I guess we'll meet up after classes, huh? Oh, hey..."

—He waved at Will.—

"Name's Regg, short for Reginald. You?"

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Will glanced wearily at the bouncing girl. Her excitement at such an odd turn of events was both baffling and, though he was loathe to admit it, a little unsettling; he scooted away from her a few inches and rose unsteadily to his feet.

"Well, you guys have fun with that," he said half-heartedly. "I'd love to come, but I've got work tonight—"

The buzzing of his cellphone cut off the rest of his sentence, and the black-haired young man frowned as he fished it out of his pocket. I could've sworn I turned this thing off...

A text message was waiting for him, and from the address it seemed that it had been sent by his boss. Confused and more than a little worried, Will opened it; had he been fired?

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As Jamie studied, a man in black ghosted silently past and deposited a black envelope on her table. He was gone before anyone could notice that he had ever been present.

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Will read the message with some incredulity, unable to believe what it was telling him. The movie theatre was closed tonight for maintenance, so he wouldn't have to come in? That was rididculous; that old cineplex never closed, no matter how slow the days got, and for it to suddenly and conveniently shut down like that was damned unusual.

Guess I can't weasel my way out of this, Will mused silently, flipping the phone closed with a sigh of irritation. When the other boy—Regg, he reminded himself—spoke up, he shrugged.

"Name's Will."

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"Right. Adventure, ho, huh? See you two later."

—Regg walked off to class, feeling numb.—

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

Will stuffed his hands into his pockets, grimacing at this turn of events as he watched the other boy go. He glanced at the energetic girl. "So, you're wrapped up in this...whatever-the-hell-this-is too? What's your name?"

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"Allright," said Drogo, shakign Carden's hand.

He looked at Stephen and shrugged. "I ain't gonna stop you from coming, but I ain't paying for your drinks."

He revved his bike and grinned. "Right then; on to the bar, pub, alehouse, tavern, and various other words meaning a place to get shitfaced and break some bones! I'll see you there Carden, unless I get lost and don't."

With that, he took off down the road Carden had indicated, leaving him to walk.

Pretend there's something clever written here.

Jamie blinked and looked up, spotting the letter. For some reason it was addressed to her. Was it a love note? Shes only heard of those, but didn't believe people actually did that. Tentatively she opened it up and started reading, growing more and more confused as it went on. What the heck was all of this about?

The girl looked at Will and seemed to pull some behavioral cues. Her voice returned to normal volume levels and inflection, but her eyes were still bright. "Well, I get weird dreams too," she tapped her head with an index finger, "but I haven't gotten a letter yet. The name's Ari."

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How can you be in two places at once when you're not anywhere at all?

The young man nodded. "Will, but I guess you knew that already."

His curt response, combined with the fact that he didn't offer her his hand, made it clear that Will was a bit flustered by this whole sequence of events. He glanced around, looking for something that might serve as a distraction and allow him to escape, and frowned when his gaze fell upon another girl a short distance away. Did she have one of those envelopes as well, or were his eyes deceiving him?

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Gareth turned and looked at the rags, he walked over to them.

"Heh, I barely have enough money for myself." This was a lie of course, but the rags didn't know that.

Mokrus walked over to a bench where he was going o plan the rest of the day. As he walked up to it, he noticed that someone was sitting on it. Mokrus sat next to he man and stole a five pound note out of his pocket, the man soon walked away. As Mokrus was sitting there he noticed two dogs fighting. "Hm... Finally, entertainment." Mokrus watched with a grin as the two dogs tried to rip each other to peices.

"Nightfury! Run for your lives!" - How to train your dragon.

The kid's eyes narrowed. "Not even a little?" He sat up, frowning. Looks like I pegged him wrong. Thought he was a sentimentalist. "Please, I just need the money for food."

That was mostly a lie, although Odhran would have liked something to eat. He just needed to know where the man's wallet was.

"Well, I would be in posession of a little money..but none that you can have.."

He reached into his right side pocket, instinctively checking for his own wallet.