All right, from something I said in the DW5 fora, I had to write this:
Quote:I don’t know what had been pulling me here: a suburban community just south-east of Denver. But, after several hours of driving around, I finally saw something with magesight. A strange energy was, just barely, leaking from a house. Having seen nothing on mage sight all day, this was slightly encouraging. I parked the bike a bit off, so I could walk over.
An obese Asian guy, with a mustache and beard came out of the house after a moment. He didn’t even notice me. I quickly looked at him in magesight and got the same thing I’d been getting all day: nothing. He crossed the street and looked to be heading out to the mail boxes a block away. I hurried up to the door and tried it. Unlocked. I went in and blinked.
It was dark, but over the TV was a collection of statues . . . and I recognized some of the people. A lot of them were of Asuka, in varying outfits. I didn’t look for long as I shifted back into magesight. The glow was coming from down the short hall, behind a closed door. I was about to knock when I heard:
“All righty, I need to get Skuld's clothes off her to get a better look at her."
The door didn’t stand much chance against me. The fat guy in sweatpants and glasses didn’t even struggle. I had him out of his computer chair and pinned against the wall to his side in an instant. He was staring down at me with wide eyes.
“Oh, crap,” he muttered. “I’m about to get my ass kicked by Doug Sangnoir. Figures.”
“You know who I am?” I probably didn’t have to put the growl in my voice, but it just came out.
“Yes, Colonel. Put me down, please. We’ve got a lot to go cover.”