08-05-2018, 11:47 PM
[div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]They had been locked in here. Here being the observatory, and they being René's fellow members of The Ascendants. At least, he only could assume they were all locked up. However, it was equally as likely (and factual) that some people were actually outside, unable to get in.
René had learned of this predicament the hard way. The feline had tried to walk out, but, alas, he could not, his head hitting an exit with a resounding, dissonant thud. It took him five whole commas to describe how embarrassing that was. Imagine that. Imagine how embarrassed he was. Okay, now stop imagining it. That's weird.
"What is happening," the plum-colored tom said in a shockingly monotone voice, lacking any sort of inflection that would make the question a question. Who was he speaking to? "What is going on," we just might never know.
[align=center]"SPEECH"
René had learned of this predicament the hard way. The feline had tried to walk out, but, alas, he could not, his head hitting an exit with a resounding, dissonant thud. It took him five whole commas to describe how embarrassing that was. Imagine that. Imagine how embarrassed he was. Okay, now stop imagining it. That's weird.
"What is happening," the plum-colored tom said in a shockingly monotone voice, lacking any sort of inflection that would make the question a question. Who was he speaking to? "What is going on," we just might never know.
[align=center]"SPEECH"