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glowfic2015-09-17 09:36 pm
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Four elephants, a turtle, an Alex, and a Cal
Alex hits the ground with a thump and groans.
He is somewhere, he has no idea where.
A thin, wide-eyed man wearing a tall, pointy hat is leaning over him.
The man says, "Umm, Archchancellor, I think we got the wrong one."
A deep voice off somewhere to Alex's left says, "Well, get on with it then Stibbons. Do it again."
Alex blinks several times and realizes the thin man is tugging on his arm, "Sorry, sorry, you need to get out of the circle."
Alex stumbles to feet and to the side of the circle, still dazed.
"What-" he starts to ask, but the man wearing the very strange hat is already chanting.
There is a flash of bright, almost-purple, almost-green light and the taste of smoke fills Alex's mouth.
He is somewhere, he has no idea where.
A thin, wide-eyed man wearing a tall, pointy hat is leaning over him.
The man says, "Umm, Archchancellor, I think we got the wrong one."
A deep voice off somewhere to Alex's left says, "Well, get on with it then Stibbons. Do it again."
Alex blinks several times and realizes the thin man is tugging on his arm, "Sorry, sorry, you need to get out of the circle."
Alex stumbles to feet and to the side of the circle, still dazed.
"What-" he starts to ask, but the man wearing the very strange hat is already chanting.
There is a flash of bright, almost-purple, almost-green light and the taste of smoke fills Alex's mouth.

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No thanks. Besides, he doesn't even know what happened, either.
Instead, Cal elbows Alex hard in the stomach.
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They vanish and reappear a block from the station and 15 feet in the air.
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The handcuffs around his wrists cut into his skin. He winces. At least nothing's broken.
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"There's a knife in the sole, can you reach inside and get it?"
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"A knife's not going to help with these," Cal says. They're bound by metal handcuffs, not rope.
Then again, Alex has a magic pendant. This could be a magic knife.
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Running. Running works for him.
So, they run.
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But he's here, so that gives him the right to be pissed. After all, he doesn't belong here.
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