First Blink | Text | April 8th

[adun_toridas]

[Absolutely no time had passed in Zeratul’s own universe, but he’d arrived back in Death City last night to find he’d missed three days. Judging by the state of the city and the ruins of the Bazaar off in the desert, he’d missed more than that. Worse yet, every attempt he’d made at communicating with any of Shibusen’s agents near the Kishin Chamber had failed miserably, and he was forced to find another way to communicate. Using the text function of his tiny mirror device was frustrating, but it served its purpose. Before long, though, he knew he was going to need more help than that.]

Adun toridas. I have been absent from the city for several days, and it seems as if BREW has altered my capabilities. While I could speak before, I am no longer able, so I must rely on this device to contact any of you. If anyone capable is willing, I need to confirm that I am still a Meister. I suspect that is no longer the case, but must find out as quickly as possible. 

[Private to Tassadar]

I require your assistance, my friend. 

Comments

[aiursfavoredson]

[There was still much weighing on his mind regarding Zeratul and this world here, but Tassadar kept it locked tightly within for now. He needed time to ponder such things, and attempt to regain control over his emotions.]

I will join you.

[Tassadar began to pull his hands away from Zeratul's own. It would cut off communicators between them, but he couldn't risk allowing his emotion to seep through.]

[adun_toridas]

[Zeratul nodded in acceptance, then let his hand drop, unaware of anything Tassadar might be keeping from him. The very idea of him holding anything back seemed outlandish enough, so he rarely suspected anything of the templar.

Silently, he led the way towards a part of the park that wasn't demolished, where the two of them could meditate in peace.]