07-01-2017, 11:45 PM
Hunter frowned at Sylvan's suggestion. He never liked lying, even when it was needed, and right now it didn't seem necessary. "I don't think we'll need to do that; I bet this place receives non-humans all the time. ...But if it'll make you more comfortable, then go ahead." And without another word, he turned towards the stone gate and began making his way towards it with his wolf friend trailing behind.
The Nexus was a vast place. It was very vast. So vast, in fact, that after approximately 30 minutes of walking, the gate didn't appear any closer than when they started, despite the fountain eventually fading into the distance. "Maybe we should get some transportation?" The brunet wasn't entirely sure how to get such a thing, but then he recalled something Omni had said-- if he needed it, then Omnilium could make it.
The orphanage owner paused for a moment, trying to coax out the efflorescent orb of energy he had seen earlier. It eventually formed between the palms of his hands, reflecting with the full spectrum of colors in its glossy film. He imagined a carridge, with two powerful horses in the reins. But wait, where would he keep the equines? He didn't have a stable. Maybe he could make... fake horses? He retooled the equines so they wouldn't require care.
After 15 minutes, their ride materialized nearby, its sleek, black exterior contrasting with the blankness around them. Waiting at the reins stood two bronze horses, bright light shining through their eyes and creeping past the chinks in their plating. One of them turned to the group and snorted steam.
Gingerly, Hunter opened the door and entered, poking his head out so he could see Sylvan. "Hopefully this works for you?"
The Nexus was a vast place. It was very vast. So vast, in fact, that after approximately 30 minutes of walking, the gate didn't appear any closer than when they started, despite the fountain eventually fading into the distance. "Maybe we should get some transportation?" The brunet wasn't entirely sure how to get such a thing, but then he recalled something Omni had said-- if he needed it, then Omnilium could make it.
The orphanage owner paused for a moment, trying to coax out the efflorescent orb of energy he had seen earlier. It eventually formed between the palms of his hands, reflecting with the full spectrum of colors in its glossy film. He imagined a carridge, with two powerful horses in the reins. But wait, where would he keep the equines? He didn't have a stable. Maybe he could make... fake horses? He retooled the equines so they wouldn't require care.
After 15 minutes, their ride materialized nearby, its sleek, black exterior contrasting with the blankness around them. Waiting at the reins stood two bronze horses, bright light shining through their eyes and creeping past the chinks in their plating. One of them turned to the group and snorted steam.
Gingerly, Hunter opened the door and entered, poking his head out so he could see Sylvan. "Hopefully this works for you?"
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