While the cats away, the mice run like hell

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As Calibusk uses Corrine’s summoning circle to jump to Alaska, Caleb reaps the benefits of Travis’ assistance. Free of the spell inhibiting him from siphoning off magic, he draws in as much magic as he can hold onto without concentrating too much, and phases his limbs through his restraints. Immediately he turns to the image revealing the battle between Calibusk and the Outsiders, only to discover that it’s disappearing.

“Dammit,” he mutters as he turns to the new arrivals. We can’t stay here. Assuming Calibusk survives his assault … best not to think about the other implications of that scenario as yet … Assuming Calibusk survives his assault, he’ll return here for us.

On one hand he truly doesn’t have the time for this, but on the other, abandoning two random strangers stranded in Hell is completely out of the question. Caleb runs over to the new arrivals, and begins to hurriedly jostle them. “Wake up!” he says. “We don’t have time to waste, so wake up!”

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Caleb doesn’t seem to mind the taste, as he just keeps eating and eating it.

“Don’t mention it,” he answers her.

He has some more jerky, followed by a slight, almost private smile. “You know, it … it occurs to me just now that, uh … that when we get back to Earth, I’m going to have to explain to Jame’s parents precisely what happened to their son.” Another snicker.

“I anticipate this becoming awkward the moment an older, dark man arrives upon at their door with their missing, obviously traumatized son.” A shrug. “That’s going to be fun.”

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"If it helps any, I can go along," she says with a shrug. "I don't think James is planning on telling his parents where he really was. You could probably make something up that'll go over a lot better and I bet James would stick to it."

A few quiet seconds pass and then she giggles. "James seems like the kind of kid that doesn't want the noise. He'll take grounding if it means never having to convince his parents he was in Hell. Too much of a blessing answered for them, if his attitude says anything."

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What starts as a chuckle soon becomes all out-laughter, though Caleb does his best to not be too loud.

A gesture towards James. “I imagine he’s that brat in the department store who screams because his push-over parents won’t buy him the super-deluxe GI Joe. Or whatever children play with these days.”

“Then again, he’s probably terrified. Young, terrified, stranded, and in the company of strangers.”

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Mara snickers, giving him another skewed look. Kids don't play with GI Joes anymore. It's all high-tech war games and CGI special effects. Her little brother's only five, and as much as she loves her parents, she's still of the opinion that's way too young for an X-Box.

"If he manages not to get eviscerated or something, I think this whole experience might level him out." She shrugs. "I hate kids, so I'm not really the person to ask."

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“I’m not much of a child-person either. I, uh … I did practically raise my younger sister, though. My, uh … my parents weren’t exactly the nurturing or attentive types, and the maid didn’t work enough hours to do much more than tend to our material needs.”

He runs his hand through his hair, and thinks about the lot life threw at Amelia. “She’s ruff around the edges, but when you get down to it - taking all she's been through into account - she turned out alright. Her heart’s in the right place more often than not, though she doesn't always think things through as thoroughly as prudence might demand."