Tales of New Endromidus

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A pair of dark figures come to meet in a far corner of the city. The tall, lanky figure of a stalacair stands a few feet taller than an average human. The human wears a trench coat laden with something hidden within.

"So, you got the goods?" The stalacair asks, getting right to business. The human chuckles in response.

"Oh, I got the stuff alright. High quality meds. Painkillers. Penicillin. Lookin' to amp up your sex life? I got-- what did they used to call it? Viagra." The stalacair narrows it's eyes.

"How do I know this isn't a scam? How do I know you actually have this stuff and aren't just going to take my money and run?" It's the human's turn to narrow his eyes now.

"You ask a lot of questions." He pauses for a moment, then shrugs. He opens his duster, showing off a number of pill bottles and vials of pills. Most labeled. "Got it all right here, ready for purchase." He chuckles. "You worry about me running as if you couldn't catch me with no effort."

The stalacair grunts, "always good to be sure." Quick as a snake, his hand shoots out and grabs the man's shoulder. A moment later, they're both standing in a brightly lit room surrounded by three other stalacairs. The human wilts.

"Hell..." Is all he says.

"You're under arrest for the illegal possession of unregistered 'modern' drugs and the illegal selling of said drugs. You have the right to remain silent..." The first stalacair begins listing off his rights while the others hold him and search him.

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A pair of young humans exit their little farmhouse at the top of a hill. A brother and a sister, they look out over flourishing fields, hands on their hips.

"Bet you I can finish my chores before you," He says, dashing down the hill.

"Hey!" She calls, running after him. He beelines for their well. It connects to a deep underground river of fresh water. He begins waving his hand in a circular pattern above his head. A rushing sound fills the well and suddenly water explodes forth from the depths.

It keeps coming, creating a swimming pool's worth of water swirling and surging in the air above his head. The boy's control isn't perfect yet, so water splashes out of the bubble, quickly soaking him and the surrounding ground. He doesn't seem to mind, though. He takes a heavy step towards the fields, and then another.

Picking up momentum, he begins walking along the edge of the field, spraying huge amounts of water over the plants. He only reaches half, and it seems he intends to refill his water supply before he moves to the other side.

All the while, his sister stands facing the field. Corn, pumpkins, potatoes, strawberries, celery, carrots, cucumber, and more. Her magic-- well, mostly her father's-- allows their plants to grow perfectly healthy out of season.

With her legs spread, she extends her arms out towards the field of green. The ground within the field begins rolling and quaking, although the crops are unaffected. Weeds, and other invasive plants that don't belong on the field, though, are rooted out and brought to the surface.

After a few minutes of pulling out all the weeds and unwanted plants, the girl sweeps her arms towards her, and suddenly every plant she just pulled up flies through the field directly at her. She yelps in surprise and dives out of the way as a torrent of green and brown flies past where she just was. It piles up haphazardly a few meters away from the edge of the field.

The teens continue their chores, mostly using their adept magic. Their father watches from just outside their front door, a cup of coffee in his hands and an amused smile on his face.

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