1st summon [audio]

[likesfootnotes]

Saved!

[There is an unmistakable air of vindictive triumph to the voice, and a squelch that just might be a blob of essence thrusting gelatinous limbs into the air to celebrate. This disolves into the sounds of dripping, as the blob falls apart and reforms sluggishly on. Then a few sloshes as Bartimaeus takes a gander at his surroundings and the device in front of him.]

No pretentious Mr. Mandrake here? Those were the sharp hooks of a summon I felt tearing at my essence. Not that I'm here to complain! Between an untimely and undignified death by silver tureen and a summoning to his presence, I would have to take his presence, even withstanding his atrocious fashion sense, the stench of that horrible prepubescent cologne he wears, and that terrible propaganda story-telling he does.

[Some more sloshing as he makes sure the insults have not done their part to summon up the magician. Nope, no silver-tipped spear being angrily thrust in his direction. This makes him pause; the only thing that could summon him would be his master, and the distinct lack therein suggests Mr. Mandrake did not survive to see through the summoning. That must mean he is home, sweet home!]

This is oddly well-formed for being the Other Place. Someone is being a little over ambitious. There are far too many spirits that like physical things lately -- skeletons, yucky fleshy bodies, and making rooms of our home. That's not a good sense of style.

Comments

[entirelybonkers.livejournal.com]

Other Place? What sort of 'Other Place' are you referencing? There could be many things in which you are talking about, for instance - you could be talking about your Actual Place Of Origin, or maybe a place in which you were but it wasn't one you know terribly well since you were only just recently re-acquainted with it yourself.

[thenotmagician]

"Other Place"?

[keepthedeaddown.livejournal.com]

[Skeletal spirits? Death by silver? What on earth-?]

Excuse me, who summoned you?

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER LOL

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

Hey, man.

[Kage flips open Bart's file and glances to see... a pile of muck. Charming. He exhales a laugh and shifts in the chair.]

I'm First Mate Kage and you're on board the Elegante. Y'were summoned here by Captain Redd and we're on our way to th'Golden Shore. Until we get there, you just gotta kick back and relax, man. You need any special diet, got any questions, ask myself or any other crew member.

Welcome aboard.