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|Poses=:'''{{#var:290|Miranda Madsen (290)}} has posed:'''     The rock. It shifts. Melts? Either way, the rock still looks like rock.. there's just less of it. If you weren't staring at it when it happened, you probably wouldn't notice. I mean.. who stares at rocks anyway? What might be more noticeable is the depression in the ground which follows. Again, it would take a keen eye to spot the impression of five perfectly arranged toes making delicate impact with soft earth and pressing into the dirt to form a 'print'. Or even that there is a series of them. In sequence. The events all happen silently for the sound of wet grass being stepped upon is a faint thing. What might be most concerning to any third party observing this series of events, a nearby homeless man leaned against a tree with his forty for instance, is that these footprints are tracking towards the conversing pair. 

:'''{{#var:1034|Atlee (1034)}} has posed:'''     Clarice is just starting to answer when her phone chimes with a little text, followed by a quick apology and offering a card with her number and a request to call her next time she wants to sunbathe, before she summons a portal and vanishes through it, just ahead of being caught by her guardian off the island, no doubt     THAT is certainly distracting, pulling the other girl's attention to the mutant girl's abrupt departure as she's left holding the card and blinking a bit, before looking at it, then (in absence of other pockets) tucking it down her top, before looking back.     The rock is shorter.     She POINTS! "AHA! I KNEW you weren't that big!!     The rock...says nothing in its defense. Because it's a rock. AND IT KNOWS ITS GUILTY ANYWAY."     She hesistates slightly at that point, not knowing how to really interrogate it, when she starts becoming aware of the footprints now moving her way, then stands up slowly, looking directly at the sensation of footsteps against the ground. "...who's there?" she says, curious rather than wary so far. 

:'''{{#var:290|Miranda Madsen (290)}} has posed:'''     Now see, the problem with these footsteps is.. they aren't human. It's more like.. the footprints of a really really large crocodile. Assuming the crocodile was forty feet long and weighed in at six tons. Even walking 'lightly' on the toes for silence leaves a distinct impression in the earth. When Terra faces off with the nothing.. well.. nothing answers her.. at first. Instead, her face is greeted with a warm blast of moist air. Then a sucking sound. Like when you're being inspected by a rhino. A rhino whose head is about fifteen feet off of the ground. "You are an earthkin?" The voice is disembodied but before Terra. It is feminine but powerful and rumbles melodically in a fashion not at all human. 

:'''{{#var:1034|Atlee (1034)}} has posed:'''     Oddly, that doesn't seem to unnerve the girl, despite the difference in size. It wouldn't be the first sentient but very large creature she's run into. At least it's not the Empathosaurus again. Because that guy. Man. Such a jerk.     "I am a Stratan?" she offers at the question. "...so, I'm not sure if I'm related to actual dirt, but I am from underground." she clarifies, wrinkling her nose a bit at the blast of air. "Is that where you're from?" she says with great politeness. "I've never met someone from underground who can be completely invisible, or look like rocks...' 

:'''{{#var:290|Miranda Madsen (290)}} has posed:'''     There is a moment of silence. Hot breath profuses from nearby and above Terra but it seems to be far enough away now that it isn't 'sniffing' her. "Mmmm." It is a thoughtful rumble from somewhere about ten feet off the ground and back about twenty feet. "I have met many elementals. None appeared as human." There's a half laugh. "But then I am not appearing at all.. so that is hardly a point to put against you." There's a pause and she adds. "I am Amarantharial. Forgive me but I conceal my presence so as to not alarm others here in the park. I would say that I have concealed my identity but.. a recent meeting with an Archangel has encouraged me to.. be more active in the world." 

:'''{{#var:1034|Atlee (1034)}} has posed:'''     "I'm Atlee! Though people call me Terra here." she admits, scratching her cheek a little. "It is my champion name." She hesistates. 'I keep getting told I shouldn't be telling people my real name too, but I don't see the point, and I don't mind if people know. So, nice to meet you Amaratha...ah..rual?" she tries, losing track of the name partway through. "But I'm fairly sure I'm not an elemental! Perfectly fleshy, no rocky." she says, tapping her chest. She hesistates. "Was the archangel bad to you?" she says slowly. She's not quite up on exactly what an angel is, other than they have wings and fly around, and therefore you don't bump into a lot of them underground. 
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Liu at 15:56, 22 July 2018

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