Fox Mulder (
most_unwanted) wrote2011-08-11 01:37 am
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[Mulder is lying half-conscious on the ground somewhere in the general vicinity of the Battle Dome. The skin around his eyes, nose, and mouth is all red and inflamed, and whole sections of feathers have fallen out of his wings. He's got just enough of a mind to recognize that he's felt like this before. Alien blood. He's been exposed somehow, and he's suffering the aftereffects. The how and where he is now might take a bit to catch up with him though.]
[After a moment, a weak voice can be heard on the journals:]
...ice... need... need cold.
[Why can't the return to the village be painless and hassle-free? Or just... returning with a funny haircut or something.]
[After a moment, a weak voice can be heard on the journals:]
...ice... need... need cold.
[Why can't the return to the village be painless and hassle-free? Or just... returning with a funny haircut or something.]
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All of the above.
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I've fought all of those things... and always lived to tell the tale after the fact. Aliens who shapeshift make for especially tough opponents.
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Gee, wouldn't it be somethin' if Luceti was fictional?
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