[So much for casting. Time to take matters into his own hands. Literally.
Hands take Athena and Jeff's hands as soon as they're within arms reach. Except they aren't Cam's hands. Those are clasping onto the gun. They're Zil's hands. Smoky, but strong in their grip. At the very least, they're all sticking together until this madness stops.
He shoves the butt of his rifle through the nearest shade, a young girl standing far too close to Athena for his comfort.]
Leave. All of you. Before I set this place on fire to see how tangible you really are.
[The most vivid shade, the one who spoke to him, is rapidly becoming more visible. Not solidifying, so much as... entering the spectrum his eyes (or mind's eye) are capable of seeing.
Cam squints. Making out his facial features. He (it) does look familiar.
no subject
Hands take Athena and Jeff's hands as soon as they're within arms reach. Except they aren't Cam's hands. Those are clasping onto the gun. They're Zil's hands. Smoky, but strong in their grip. At the very least, they're all sticking together until this madness stops.
He shoves the butt of his rifle through the nearest shade, a young girl standing far too close to Athena for his comfort.]
Leave. All of you. Before I set this place on fire to see how tangible you really are.
[The most vivid shade, the one who spoke to him, is rapidly becoming more visible. Not solidifying, so much as... entering the spectrum his eyes (or mind's eye) are capable of seeing.
Cam squints. Making out his facial features. He (it) does look familiar.
Then it hits him.]
Jeff, is that... you?