As Geeble hurried off after the rat messenger, Blarg was a little ... confused, to say the least.
"Why exactly did he leave?" Blarg wondered aloud.
"Oh," Ronan said, "it's nothing to worry about. He wanders away like that often, murmuring with the ratz. He'll be back in a while."
"In a while? How long is that?"
"Well, he was going to see the Raisin, so ... okay, we won't see him for a day or two. Not to worry; Geeble can take care of himself."
The crowd was beginning to disperse, each mud and slig to their own homes. The two new friends had started walking
"Well ... are we going to leave now or tomorrow?" Blarg asked. The sudden change of subject caught Ronan off guard, and he stumbled a bit.
"Uhh ... didn't Geeble say we should stay behind a day? Why go now?" It was Ronans turn to be confused.
"Well, Cronan said we should wait for those two ... Lammy and Saros, right?" Blarg started.
"True ... but we should get going sooner ...." Ronan muttered.
Blarg continued as if Ronan hadn't answered: "Right! So I say we go and find these two and leave now. Ready?"
Ronan didn't seem to like this new idea. "Why do we need those two? You don't think--"
"--that we can handle this void together? No, I don't. But I do want to get going as soon as we can, so we need to find Lammy and Saros. Now let's go."
Ronan looked awestruck. "You ... uhh ... knew what I was gonna say? Err ... h--"
"--How did I know? I'd rather not -- agh! Too late ...."
As he spoke, an orb about the size of a spooce floated up out of nothingness. It was transparent, and had a bluish tint to it. It looked exceedingly fragile, but something told Ronan that it was actually quite durable.
"Okay, Blarg, I don't want you to panic, but there is a crystal ball floating right beside you," Ronan whispered, drawing a slingshot. "If you don't move, I might be able to get it!"
Blarg looked downtrodden. "No, no, it is mine. It serves as my ... psychic influence. It's powers are limited, of course, and can't be used on command. I do, however, think that I can overcome this issue with time."
Ronan was a bit taken aback. "Well, why don't you get rid of it? I can do it now!"
Amused, Blarg chuckled, "You can't. It will only shatter once my own life force has completely faded. Until then, it will remain undented."
Ronan, disappointed, put away his slingshot. "Okay, fine," was all he could say."
There was a sudden ruckus in the street. Blarg and Ronan looked around for the cause, and saw only a mudokon walking calmly along. All the passerby had scattered from him, as it looked. The mud stopped as he saw Blarg and Ronan. "You two! Have you heard of these guys Geeble, Ronan, and Blurg?"
Blarg's eye twitched at the mispronounciation of his name, but remained silent. Ronan spoke up.
"Well, I should hope so, since that's us. But his name is Blarg, not Blurg. Did you need something?"
The mud looked skeptical. "So you're Ronan? The 'master of camoflague'? I don't believe you."
Ronan sighed, and closed his eyes. He concentrated hard, and as Blarg and the newcomer watched, he began to fade and slide into the scenery. All that could be seen of him was his shadow, and a little, heat-wave like waver in the air. The newcomer's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. Even Blarg seemed a bit surprised.
Then, with a sound like a gasp, Ronan was suddenly visible. "Satisfied?"
The newcomer certainly was. "Okay then. Where's, uh, Geeble?"
Ronan rolled his eyes. "He went to see the Raisin. Some urgent business. Why?"
"Not important," said the mud. "I'll make this quick. I am Lammy, and I have been assigned by Cronan to work with you. We have to hurry; I left Saros on the outskirts of town, and he'll be waiting for us. I'll explain everything on the way."
OOC: whosever turn is next should probably think of some kind of disaster that Lammy is looking for his teammates for. and explain the fright of the townsfolk at lammy's appearance
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