Something Slender || Failed Rescue
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xp_logsTeam Magic + Kurt arrive to get the kids home. It doesn't go well.
If someone had told Topaz, many years ago, that one of her biggest problems in life would be an Internet meme, she would have laughed. Slendermen? Really? It was ridiculous. But so was her life sometimes.
At least these kids had enough common sense to stop and wait for help, which was more than she could give anyone else before them. And yes, she was very much including herself in that.
They appeared in the clearing the GenX kids had holed up in, and she quickly took stock of the situation. "This everyone?" she asked the waiting blondes without preamble. "No one's wandered off or anything?"
“Yeah, this is everyone.” Paige looked around the clearing, keeping her guard up for monsters. “Let’s get out of here.”
"That's what we're here to do," Amanda replied, glancing around the group. "Kurt will be teleporting some folks, but there's a limit to how much he can do, so it will take the rest of us to power up a teleport spell to get you all home."
"Is anyone injured?" Kurt asked, looking over each of the group. "Or needs to go first for any reason?"
"I don't think anyone's hurt," Jessie said slowly as she made her way back. "Maybe take the younger ones first? Liam, Emily-"
Clea had moved to face the Askew World, and it felt the same as the last time she was here. While the others were attending to the one taken, Clea ensured that the Slendermen wouldn't sneak up on them. After a few beats, Clea shouted, "KURT!", interrupting Jessie, "Start taking them now!" She started to swirl her hands as purple mystic energy started to form, "They are coming."
And they were. But not just from one portal - they seemed to pour in from all sides, converging on the gathered group in a mass of black and white blurs, attracted by the sudden burst of more magic on top of the building fear in the younger group. They swarmed, the closest Slendermen would ever come to an organized attack, impossibly long arms wrapping around anyone they could find to drag them into Askew World.
And in the middle of it all was a singular puff of blue smoke.
If someone had told Topaz, many years ago, that one of her biggest problems in life would be an Internet meme, she would have laughed. Slendermen? Really? It was ridiculous. But so was her life sometimes.
At least these kids had enough common sense to stop and wait for help, which was more than she could give anyone else before them. And yes, she was very much including herself in that.
They appeared in the clearing the GenX kids had holed up in, and she quickly took stock of the situation. "This everyone?" she asked the waiting blondes without preamble. "No one's wandered off or anything?"
“Yeah, this is everyone.” Paige looked around the clearing, keeping her guard up for monsters. “Let’s get out of here.”
"That's what we're here to do," Amanda replied, glancing around the group. "Kurt will be teleporting some folks, but there's a limit to how much he can do, so it will take the rest of us to power up a teleport spell to get you all home."
"Is anyone injured?" Kurt asked, looking over each of the group. "Or needs to go first for any reason?"
"I don't think anyone's hurt," Jessie said slowly as she made her way back. "Maybe take the younger ones first? Liam, Emily-"
Clea had moved to face the Askew World, and it felt the same as the last time she was here. While the others were attending to the one taken, Clea ensured that the Slendermen wouldn't sneak up on them. After a few beats, Clea shouted, "KURT!", interrupting Jessie, "Start taking them now!" She started to swirl her hands as purple mystic energy started to form, "They are coming."
And they were. But not just from one portal - they seemed to pour in from all sides, converging on the gathered group in a mass of black and white blurs, attracted by the sudden burst of more magic on top of the building fear in the younger group. They swarmed, the closest Slendermen would ever come to an organized attack, impossibly long arms wrapping around anyone they could find to drag them into Askew World.
And in the middle of it all was a singular puff of blue smoke.
