[ It is for the best that G'raha doesn't have a clue what Emet-Selch's plan is at the onset. And really, for Emet-Selch even better that he has no inclination in shooting people to make a point. But being in close proximity to the other man does little to foster the spirit of teamwork between them, no matter how necessary it is. ]
Wha--!
[ He is already half-pushing back against the ancient when a familiar swirl of aether surrounds them and then it clicks--
He can teleport.
He could teleport the whole damned time.
He will be able to be furious later, once he's no longer past his knees in suspicious water. G'raha wrinkles his nose, ears flattening against his head as the whoosh--albeit with a different flare--consumes them and-- ]
you spritz g'raha?? jail!
Wha--!
[ He is already half-pushing back against the ancient when a familiar swirl of aether surrounds them and then it clicks--
He can teleport.
He could teleport the whole damned time.
He will be able to be furious later, once he's no longer past his knees in suspicious water. G'raha wrinkles his nose, ears flattening against his head as the whoosh--albeit with a different flare--consumes them and-- ]
...
[ Okay, he can't resist. ]
Do you...usually have this problem?