David.De'Foul |
Sees Pyry tense up a bit, and recalls his reaction to Raelle's name earlier and happily pursues the change in subject. "So, what kind of food do you prefer, Pyry? What tastes good slightly frozen?"
most everything, but my preference would be meat that is first charred around the edges then flash frozen
Anahita bint Tariq |
Help her? An offer she couldn't turn down, not after countless years stuck like this, unable to interact without anyone. She hurried quickly to the other side of the hallway and waited.
The spell reveals nothing new to Anahita, save for the auras carried by fellow students.
Unrestrained in her expression of delight, Anahita grinned as the being she sought to communicate, fairly unseen, reacted to her suggestion and efforts.
"I am named Anahita, in case such might help. I suspect you are on another plane of existence or in a state which does not permit me to hear or see you. I am thinking of next steps and have a few ideas. If you have any means to communicate, please indicate yes by moving back across and attempt to do so. After five minutes of waiting, I will explain my next attempted steps."
Anahita then waited to see any reactions on the others part.
Silinrul |
Sil smiles as this weird fake reality shifts and blurs, transforming into forest. This is home for him, this is where he thrives against an enemy he has trained for and fought against countless times. He studies his opponent, marking him mentally as his foe. Using Quarry
He then sprints forward, closing the short distance between them, and unleashes an incredibly devastating opening blow.
Pretty sure he hits, its a charge, he moves ten feet and thus gets his stealth attack damage, which is 5d6, on top of everything else. He also gets +6 via Favored Enemy. If we never got that anti magic field up, his unarmed strikes/claws deal +5 damage due to Greater Magic Fang
Arthur Barren |
The snake returns with a metal box in a section of its coils while the rest of it propels itself.
"Sir, Hal's homing beacon approaches."
It reaches Hermes' feet and he reaches down and fumbles around until he gets the boxes edge and sets it half on the table.
The box begins to fall, unbeknownst to Hermes.
"You named it hall? Heh oh yeah I see it" when the snake deposits the box on the table Arthur picks it up and opens it and then takes out a multitool and begins the prep work to swap out the eyes
for the record my suit is not onArthur Barren wrote:Arthur looks to Mel at Raelle's departure "she a friend of yours?"well, sort of, we were just getting to know each other better when the attack happened.
"yeah, been meaning to ask, how did you fare in the attack, I ended up picking a fight with a bunch of zombies and what I think was a great wyram blue dragon, along with a much smaller dragon that was also blue"edit because I just realzed something Arthur mulls over what it could mean that there was a great wyram attacking the school,
Keme Tokala |
Ace and Keme head out, making their way to the animal shelter. His normal staff has been transformed into the scimitar he prefers to wield in serious combat situations.
"So Keme, now that you have a new lease on life, what plans have you?" He says, a bit bluntly, though Keme can tell he's being genuinely curious.
"Hadn't got that far. Didn't think it would work until it did. Probably don't have long before Hope finds a way to off me for good. I'm not the kinda precedent they want," he said tersely.
Ignace del Sol |
Ignace del Sol wrote:Ignace looks confused and upset and the air around her starts to rapidly heat up.
"That's not funny, Lang," she said, looking like she was about to cry.
There is a distinct heat shimmer in the air now.Lang doesnt get far before feeling the heat.
He turns around please ignace, dont get upset. I really just wanted you to know. I...never wanted to.... i thought that you ....
Lang goes to reach out, afraid to get closer
Please dont cry, i thought that it was a good thing... his voice trails off.
Lang looks like he is about to cry as well. am i that horrible?
Anyone within twenty feet of Ignace is feeling uncomfortably hot now.
"You said you were my friend. Why are you trying to act like my sister and her friends now? I don't like this. I don't think it's good or an okay thing....Did you ever even listen to me at all?!" her voice is rising along with the heat as she gets more and more upset.
Midori Tsuyomi |
"are you ok midori? You look kinda mad, did that older guy upset you?"
"That's not important right now Grim-kun!" Midori says looking at Ignace's reaction to this news with a little horror... well there goes any chance that Midori was ever going to share her feelings with anyone else. Midori is slowly backing away from Ignace, glancing towards Blackscales-sensei worriedly.
Ehos Denulia |
Sil smiles as this weird fake reality shifts and blurs, transforming into forest. This is home for him, this is where he thrives against an enemy he has trained for and fought against countless times. He studies his opponent, marking him mentally as his foe. Using Quarry
He then sprints forward, closing the short distance between them, and unleashes an incredibly devastating opening blow.
** spoiler omitted **
No anti-magic field: his bracelet might fail and then he would hurt Jaiye.
Sil's fist connects solidly with Ehos' stomach, knocking the wind out of him completely, and momentarily causing him to double over with the pain of it... but all those drills he had done kick in... Silinrul had had plenty of battles in the forest, but so had Ehos. And he had the agility advantage.
Recovered from the incredible blow delivered to his stomach, Ehos leaps upwards, precise acrobatic maneuvers from so many years on the battlefield and on the stage, lands his feet straight on Sil's face, and the elf pushes off and up, reaching for a low-hanging branch above, and using it to swing himself up in the tree.
Grammaton Cleric Royston |
Grammaton Cleric Royston wrote:Royston gets the faint scent of pine needles from somewhere in the copse of bushes ahead of him along the schoolgrounds... which is extremely strange, since this area is definitely /not/ coniferous.
Royston waits a moment the manifests his Pistols and go's to investigate.
activating Psionic Scent
Royston dismisses his pistols and the try's and sniff out the source of the scent in the copse of bushes, taking his time.
::"there is something not right here, the smell of something that is out of place"::
"Ace" |
Ace nods "Well, I suppose we should try to prevent that, huh? After all the work it took to bring you back, I don't think it would be very nice of us to allow you to die so soon."
Zilla |
"Ok that's it! All boys out!" Zilla calls out at all the boys, but mostly aimed toward Lang. She didn't know what was said , having been not paying attention to there conversation, but some thing he did had upset her. Zilla starts shooing all the boys out hoping that would help calm Ignance down though she didn't expect that to be the solution.
Anahita bint Tariq |
Anahita bint Tariq wrote:She frowned, unable to think off anyway to communicate, and waits.
Anahita then waited to see any reactions on the others part.
After five minutes of waiting, and seeing if there was anything attempted she could discern, Anahita nodded and says, "Very well. If you did attempt something, I did not receive it. I like to think I am fairly easy to communicate with, but that has been proven incorrect at times. Regardless."
Seeming to consider a few things, Ananita appears to come upon a decision and says, "Please do not move, I shall attempt to join you where you are and see if we cannot communicate easier."
With that, she invokes her Champion movement and moves to the side of the being in the hallway with her, preparing to adapt to the conditions immediately as necessary.
Agarthian Storyteller |
"You don't have to talk to her if you don't want to, but I thought you should know you aren't alone, there are other firebirds who are different too. Maybe not in the same way as you are. Let's get some lunch, alright?"
"There's smoke Mage different and then there's me though." He didn't seem down about it this time.
Sees Pyry tense up a bit, and recalls his reaction to Raelle's name earlier and happily pursues the change in subject. "So, what kind of food do you prefer, Pyry? What tastes good slightly frozen?"
"Well, I know most meats are good after they're cooked and frozen. Berries too, especially blueberries. I only found this tiny blueberry bush one year, but it was great."
Tryko'Sam |
Nodding at both girls, with a slight glance towards the amorous Rena, Tryko'Sam says to the threesome on the roof, "Well, then it's fairly official -- I'm not who I was last night. I know I didn't /feel/ any difference, after meeting with that Ephebe girl, but she said she did something with time and my memories-- third person recall, which might explain things. I don't feel, up here," tapping his head, "proper-- I'm not relating properly. It's hard to explain. I'm pretty sure none of you have had brain cells missing, right? Complete memory blocks just gone? I'm not even sure that's the issue. How can I find out if something's been altered? Is there magic for that?"
He had his business face on, so he wasn't exactly smiles, but serious-- yet it wasn't the stern, quick to anger look. He certainly was burying that well beneath this expression.
Hew Ward |
Hew surprised by Zilla's tone stutters. "B-but I didn't do anything."
"Doesn't matter. Get out. Then I'll sort things out." Zilla replies.
Hew hangs his head slightly disappointed. Slowly he makes his way to the exit. "Come on guys lets go get a drink. Zilla should have some idea of what to do. I hope, cause I sure don't."
Dom Waverider |
"It was? Guess I forgot. Party Saturday then concert Sunday. Good thing I haven't told anyone else about it yet. Heh."
He tests out the beat maker and music modes on the keyboard.
"This is really nice. Did the room just make the instruments or did you get them somewhere else?"
Glad I went back to check if I missed any thing.
Dom nods to Tybs in agreement. "Probably is good you haven't." After he starts bobbing his head to the tune Tybs was trying. "Yah it conjured all these instrument except this guitar." He replies as he he picks up an masterwork guitar from a stand. "My parents got it for me for my 15th birthday."
Lang Fei |
Lang Fei wrote:Ignace del Sol wrote:Ignace looks confused and upset and the air around her starts to rapidly heat up.
"That's not funny, Lang," she said, looking like she was about to cry.
There is a distinct heat shimmer in the air now.Lang doesnt get far before feeling the heat.
He turns around please ignace, dont get upset. I really just wanted you to know. I...never wanted to.... i thought that you ....
Lang goes to reach out, afraid to get closer
Please dont cry, i thought that it was a good thing... his voice trails off.
Lang looks like he is about to cry as well. am i that horrible?Anyone within twenty feet of Ignace is feeling uncomfortably hot now.
"You said you were my friend. Why are you trying to act like my sister and her friends now? I don't like this. I don't think it's good or an okay thing....Did you ever even listen to me at all?!" her voice is rising along with the heat as she gets more and more upset.
Lang does his best to stay put ignace, im sorry, its not like that at all. I just feel connected to you. You are like family. And in a way you and i are family. Please calm down and lets talk.
Lang is really looking confused right now, conflicted emotions about everything. Between revelations about ignace's family history, about midori, and about himself.
why does everything lang does end up backfireing into a big mess
Ghalen Kiln |
Tyrrin Denulia wrote:"You don't have to talk to her if you don't want to, but I thought you should know you aren't alone, there are other firebirds who are different too. Maybe not in the same way as you are. Let's get some lunch, alright?""There's smoke Mage different and then there's me though." He didn't seem down about it this time.
Ghalen Kiln wrote:Sees Pyry tense up a bit, and recalls his reaction to Raelle's name earlier and happily pursues the change in subject. "So, what kind of food do you prefer, Pyry? What tastes good slightly frozen?""Well, I know most meats are good after they're cooked and frozen. Berries too, especially blueberries. I only found this tiny blueberry bush one year, but it was great."
Doesn't make a face, exactly...
"I don't think I can get behind you about the meat, but frozen berries are good..."GM Fireclaw |
Royston dismisses his pistols and the try's and sniff out the source of the scent in the copse of bushes, taking his time.::"there is something not right here, the smell of something that is out of place"::
Just as he's about to pinpoint the scent, it suddenly changes places, moving away slightly, leaving a scent trail Royston could easily follow. Royston also notices a very slight depression, and the branches shuffling in an unnatural manner. There is /something/ invisible in these bushes, that much is obvious, though it is still hidden from all of Royston's magical senses (except for his scent).
Tyrrin Denulia |
Tyrrin hides a grin at Ghalen's reaction behind a hand, brought up to her face to look thoughtful. "I know Pyry, I won't make you do anything you don't want to do."
Tyrrin does, however, give Raelle a small cursory nod in greeting, though the Student Council President is unsure if the del Sol had seen her.
"I suspect vegetables don't do too well with being frozen." She adds to Pyry as they reach the front of the line, and begin to take food to their liking. Tyrrin sticks to food that is high in carbs or minerals. There was alot of energy to replenish after yesterday exertions.
"Ghalen, does it seem a little quiet in here for a Sunday lunchtime to you?" Tyrrin says, looking around the room. The atmosphere felt... subdued almost. Something was off...
Vare, the Summoner |
Nodding at both girls, with a slight glance towards the amorous Rena, Tryko'Sam says to the threesome on the roof, "Well, then it's fairly official -- I'm not who I was last night. I know I didn't /feel/ any difference, after meeting with that Ephebe girl, but she said she did something with time and my memories-- third person recall, which might explain things. I don't feel, up here," tapping his head, "proper-- I'm not relating properly. It's hard to explain. I'm pretty sure none of you have had brain cells missing, right? Complete memory blocks just gone? I'm not even sure that's the issue. How can I find out if something's been altered? Is there magic for that?"
He had his business face on, so he wasn't exactly smiles, but serious-- yet it wasn't the stern, quick to anger look. He certainly was burying that well beneath this expression.
Vare is looking on with intensity, though the never-quite-fixed gaze might make it look like he wasn't concerned with the student himself, but something about the way he looks.
"There is magic that can do such things.. but it not available to me. We ought to find a cleric, or someone attuned to the gods who might be able to heal. We may also wish to seek out the student I mentioned earlier, Phaezeriel, as I believe he may be of some help at least." Vare says thoughtfully, awaiting Tryko'Sam's response on these suggestions, still studying the young student intently.
Rena, the Companion |
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Given that Tryko'Sam had not yet attempted to break off Rena's affections, she continues with them unabaited, her soft hands running along his back and chest in soothing, somewhat sensual motions, her curves and bosom still pressed against his strong body, moving back and forth slightly, trying to get Tryko'Sam to feel all the good sensations they had felt last night without actually doing anything overtly inappropriate (yet).
Just so you know, Rena is conflating feeling good physically with feeling good mentally.
"Maybe... you seemed like you cheered up when we first arrived in the SIM rooms... was that just an act for us? I mean... if what you learned from your past self was really bad, maybe you're in shock. Maybe you just need rest." Rena says, a little unsure of herself but not ceasing at all in the sensual movements she was making.
Ghalen Kiln |
"Indeed it does. Excuse me." he walks off and talks to a handful of students. He's back by the time they hit the front of the line.
"Apparently some rather unpleasant things happened while we were helping Oniero..." he glances at Pyry, then back to Tyrrin, in a way that suggests he may not like what Ghalen found out.
Master of Reality____a DM |
Master of Reality____a DM wrote:"Cor, ruddy unbelievable, you got any Majiks to see what coulda done sucha thing or you just get the 'ell out of dere"The yellow boxes wrote:"Where was this place?""Called Millerstone I bleve... been riding like the devil was after me... it's say... 4-5 day travel normly... maybe longer...
"Hah! Majik! Me? Yer a riot! Hell naw I didn't stick round to vestigate.... tats a professional's job...." the man seems extremely relieved to have told someone his story
Ignace del Sol |
Ignace del Sol wrote:"You said you were my friend. Why are you trying to act like my sister and her friends now? I don't like this. I don't think it's good or an okay thing....Did you ever even listen to me at all?!" her voice is rising along with the heat as she gets more and more upset.
Lang does his best to stay put ignace, im sorry, its not like that at all. I just feel connected to you. You are like family. And in a way you and i are family. Please calm down and lets talk.
Lang is really looking confused right now, conflicted emotions about everything. Between revelations about ignace's family history, about midori, and about himself.
why does everything lang does end up backfireing into a big mess
"I don't want to talk to you right now! Just leave me alone! You don't even like me! You're just confused because of your old memories. I was so stupid to think that you actually wanted to be my friend!" she yelled, starting to cry. Even though the air around Ignace was starting to ignite a little, those still in the SIM room felt cool as Ephebe finished adjusting the program to give everyone fire immunity while they were inside.
Midori Tsuyomi |
Midori still looks completely taken aback, but she cannot stop the thought that Ignace-chan still looks beautiful, even when she's crying. She doesn't know what to do or say, but she is very relieved that the fire no longer seems hot to her. For the moment, Midori stays back from the scene, unsure how to deal with all her own feelings let alone anyone else's. Hopefully Zilla-chan could help Ignace and Lang.
Lang Fei |
Lang turns and leaves.
he says nothing more and goes outside to see Sun and Simba.
he pets Simba and smiles at Sun then goes to take a seat on the grass under his tree.
Lang just sits talking quietly to himself.
maybe I should just leave, I messed up everything, why did I say that? maybe she is right. everyone is better off without me.
Sheldlonsorunsun Suressuseschi |
Lang turns and leaves.
he says nothing more and goes outside to see Sun and Simba.
he pets Simba and smiles at Sun then goes to take a seat on the grass under his tree.
Lang just sits talking quietly to himself.
maybe I should just leave, I messed up everything, why did I say that? maybe she is right. everyone is better off without me.
You see sorun at the edge of the lake
Lang Fei |
Lang Fei wrote:You see sorun at the edge of the lakeLang turns and leaves.
he says nothing more and goes outside to see Sun and Simba.
he pets Simba and smiles at Sun then goes to take a seat on the grass under his tree.
Lang just sits talking quietly to himself.
maybe I should just leave, I messed up everything, why did I say that? maybe she is right. everyone is better off without me.
it is apparent that Lang sees Sorun but says nothing he seems rather upset and isn't very focused on anything else at the moment.
Lewis the Jabberwock |
Lewis nudges the cat and tries to indicate for it to leave with him.
Lang Fei |
Sorun moves quietly to Lang.... and then shys away from the giant bird....
"Are you okay?"
huh?
Lang loks at Sorun, Lang looks as though he is trying to not cry but isn't doing very well.
I ruined everything, I told Ignace how I feel and that destoryed everything. I think everyone hates me now. well, maybe not you
Lang can't really seem to look Sorun in the eye, he feels so ashamed.
I don't know what to do...
Sheldlonsorunsun Suressuseschi |
Sheldlonsorunsun Suressuseschi wrote:Sorun moves quietly to Lang.... and then shys away from the giant bird....
"Are you okay?"
huh?
Lang loks at Sorun, Lang looks as though he is trying to not cry but isn't doing very well.
I ruined everything, I told Ignace how I feel and that destoryed everything. I think everyone hates me now. well, maybe not you
Lang can't really seem to look Sorun in the eye, he feels so ashamed.
I don't know what to do...
"You didn't grow up with political stuff.... everything is really complicated ..... you need to be understanding, what is proper for you may be improper to her...." sorun says patting Lang on the back...
"Just wait and explain later.... let her calm
Down
Lewis the Jabberwock |
He leads it out by nudging it with his snout.
It's entirely likely that no one will notice that they're gone.
Tyrrin Denulia |
"Indeed it does. Excuse me." he walks off and talks to a handful of students. He's back by the time they hit the front of the line.
"Apparently some rather unpleasant things happened while we were helping Oniero..." he glances at Pyry, then back to Tyrrin, in a way that suggests he may not like what Ghalen found out.
Tyrrin shakes her head, indicating that they would discuss it later. "Well, everything seems calm now at least. I ought to find Jaiye after lunch as well, I'm sure she would like to know that we've returned safe and sound." Something in the way Tyrrin said that probably indicates to Ghalen that Tyrrin is more concerned that Jaiye is safe than letting her know that they've returned.
Tybalt Baneko |
Glad I went back to check if I missed any thing.Dom nods to Tybs in agreement. "Probably is good you haven't." After he starts bobbing his head to the tune Tybs was trying. "Yah it conjured all these instrument except this guitar." He replies as he he picks up an masterwork guitar from a stand. "My parents got it for me for my 15th birthday."
"Cool. It's nice. I wonder if these things can leave the room or if they're only real here."
He snaps and the door opens.He picks up a small bongo drum and tosses it out the door.
It flies out the door and lands back in Tybalt's hands as he now stands outside.
He appears back in the room and the door closes again.
"Cool. Guess they're real."
He sets the bongo down as the measure tape slides back down Dom and over to Tybalt and up his arm.
He looks at the purple lights on a section of the tape. Unless you can read catfolk you don't know what it says.
"Dude, you are way too perfect to just be human."
Tryko'Sam |
Given that Tryko'Sam had not yet attempted to break off Rena's affections, she continues with them unabaited, her soft hands running along his back and chest in soothing, somewhat sensual motions, her curves and bosom still pressed against his strong body, moving back and forth slightly, trying to get Tryko'Sam to feel all the good sensations they had felt last night without actually doing anything overtly inappropriate (yet).
Just so you know, Rena is conflating feeling good physically with feeling good mentally.
"Maybe... you seemed like you cheered up when we first arrived in the SIM rooms... was that just an act for us? I mean... if what you learned from your past self was really bad, maybe you're in shock. Maybe you just need rest." Rena says, a little unsure of herself but not ceasing at all in the sensual movements she was making.
"Maybe. Maybe I'm not taking the time to process them. Head stuff, not my forte."
He smiles for a moment, gently puts his hands out to stop Rena's physical efforts, whispering to her, "Okay, you need to stop the physical effort here, please, the body feeling good, isn't quite the same as mind, plus public company and all.... It's wonderfully distracting, but potentially inappropriate right now, and I'm not able to think clearly while you're doing that. Thank you though."
His manner and tone are extremely calm when he whispers this, then looks back at Vare saying, "I'm not religious, no offense, not sure that's going to help. Most of the time, things like this were sorted out with talking and time. Maybe I am in shock- I doubt that though. I've endured things, apparently, few people can say they have and survived, but, it's like the parts aren't mentally right. Best I can describe, I'm watching myself, and the reactions aren't mine, just somewhat mine maybe I really just need to vent some built up anger?."
He's guessing, it would appear, but not too far fetched.
He returns to arms folded on chest again, looking pensive.