Seiko Sotomura - Lost in the Tombs
“I thought you said you knew this place like the back of your hand!”
Jasmine’s voice echoed in the empty tomb. Both she and Seiko sat across each other, a camp fire separating them as Seiko drank water from his can.
“Obviously something weird happened.”
He said and grabbed a plate from his sac. The metal plate vibrated, creating a sort of relaxing hum. This managed to catch Jasmine’s eye.
“And what’s that? You’ve been playing around with it all this time.”
“It’s a [Teleport Identifier]. It can tell when there’s some sort of spatial distortion in the surrounding.”
Jasmine closed the distance between herself and him and gazed at the metal with excitement.
“A paladin’s magical tool? That’s so, like, lit!”
She said as she tried to snatch it out of Seiko’s grasp. The latter was faster, managing to easily move it out of the way.
“Lit? What does that mean?”
“Hmm, like, cool, dope, awesome, excellent, badass, fun, amazing, totally lit! You understand?”