Scott nodded. "Good. And thank you. Before, I..." He searched for words to express the desolation he'd felt when he couldn't sense Ami but came up empty. Instead he settled for "You helped me more than you know."
Damon seemed puzzled. He simply said, "You're welcome." He grasped Scott's forearm, teleporting them both to the garden in a literal flash.
Once Scott got his bearings he searched the sky for the black plume of smoke. It twined upwards to the northwest, little more than a dark thread due to the distance between them. "There," Scott said, pointing.
OOC: fikgirl, is northwest the correct direction for the plume of smoke?
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[Scott] Rest stop (tag MB, anyone at the garden)
Date: 2006-06-26 11:36 pm (UTC)Damon seemed puzzled. He simply said, "You're welcome." He grasped Scott's forearm, teleporting them both to the garden in a literal flash.
Once Scott got his bearings he searched the sky for the black plume of smoke. It twined upwards to the northwest, little more than a dark thread due to the distance between them. "There," Scott said, pointing.
OOC: