21 Apr 2012

sliceitwithwind: (Talking unamused)
There wasn't much left of the island, not any more. Much of New York City was in an equal kind of disarray, not that most of the country knew exactly what had happened. Most people were evacuated, and rumours were put out of some kind of rogue magic users involved in terrorist activities.

Not everyone was that blessedly in the dark, however. Ansem's apprentices were in the thick of it, without even a phone call. To anyone. Parents, lovers, friends...they were just packed up and taken away. It was a month of study before Aya's phone rang with the ringtone that Dilan had programmed into it for Braig.

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