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Flash. BANG.
And somewhere in the ruin of New York, not far from a parkful of triffids, three people appear in varying states of confusion.
Darla was leaning against a wall. Since that wall is now thin air, there's a bit of a flail as she sorts out her balance.
And somewhere in the ruin of New York, not far from a parkful of triffids, three people appear in varying states of confusion.
Darla was leaning against a wall. Since that wall is now thin air, there's a bit of a flail as she sorts out her balance.
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"Do you need help?" he offers, worried, and moves to offer her a hand.
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Darla dredges up a smile out of God only knows where and accepts the hand. There! Standing up is now possible. With help. And perhaps some discreet leaning.
"...I vote we be elsewhere when he wakes up," she says after a moment's pause to catch her breath. Slight nod to the slumbering Gabr-Sy-whoever.
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Chandra is more of the opinion that they should be making a beeline for the nearest police station.
Also, Darla will find a hand on her shoulder assisting with her balance. Chandra's nice like that.
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Dar shrugs slightly.
"Look, we've just been assaulted by fictional plants and we're surrounded by things that pretty clearly used to be skyscrapers a few months ago. I don't think we can find anybody who's got the time or the inclination to deal with him. If he's lucky he'll wake up before the next wave of triffids shows up, and if we're lucky he won't think to follow us, or at least won't succeed at it."
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...is a point.
Let it be known that Chandra is still extremely reluctant to just walk away and leave this man unpunished. (Then again, Darla's right: there might be more triffids.)
Then again... mysterious teleportation, strange and desolate place, imminent danger. These are all things to be considered.
"...we should find some kind of civilization," he mutters.
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Now if only she could, you know, walk unaided. That would be nice.
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"And somewhere to rest," he adds gently.
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It would seem Darla has recovered sufficiently to start talking incessantly again.