Dom's worry fades from his expression. "No she's probably fine. If she's with others. We should probably help here or search for others." He responds knowing that there are many that need healing still {possibly not in this area after the army) but in the school. "I guess I could go see her while searching for others. If you would like to accompany me I would be eternally grateful." He asks wanting to see if Mel is ok but not wanting to not help.
Dom turns to see what is happening. His hands move toward his decanter but he stops before opening it. Once he sees that what ever it was is just a dome was formed. He turns back to Tami. "So much is happening I don't really know where I'm needed most. I probably should stay here and help with what ever is left. Besides some of my healing is best in large groups.
she doesn't question it, and just moves on. She takes you around the infermary, as not to disrupt what is happening there, and takes you to midori.
"Here's your friend."
she takes you hand, then says
"Actually, i already saw her. She's over by the lunchroom.i can lead you there."
she pauses for a moment, before leading them to midori.
>> where is that last crystal eye?<<
Renkai follows silently, not knowing the newcomer, believing her to probably be harmless but taking no chances
The eye sees only blackness
"It'll come to us when we get a moment to think." Ardiente nods at that, thinking that the last few days have been busy, it's no wonder they couldn't remember his name.Hey, I'm just saying - even if you're just you, that doesn't diminish how amazing you are. That's all." he pauses for a moment, thinking, before saying: "I probably shouldn't included you in this, but yesterday I found in the school library, the records of all the Firebirds that have ever been abjured. I didn't know how else to take it to, so I took it to Fi. Together with Grandmother, we scryed out their locations. Fieri and I have been going to each of them in turn and letting them know about what's been happenning. With the old Council's power broken, the old laws don't really apply any more, after all."
"It... it is a little dangerous - some of the firebirds really should have been abjured - but most of them... most of them were injustly cast away. I wanted to try to fix that."
"Wow. That's incredible. That would never have even occurred to me...but it did occur to you. And you're doing something about it...no wonder you're anxious to get back to work on that. You know, you're pretty darn amazing yourself," she said, looking at him with admiration.
"Is there anything I can do to help? Aside from not taking up more of your time dealing with me being an emotional mess," she adds with a self-deprecating shrug.
Dom's worry fades from his expression. "No she's probably fine. If she's with others. We should probably help here or search for others." He responds knowing that there are many that need healing still {possibly not in this area after the army) but in the school. "I guess I could go see her while searching for others. If you would like to accompany me I would be eternally grateful." He asks wanting to see if Mel is ok but not wanting to not help.
Dom turns to see what is happening. His hands move toward his decanter but he stops before opening it. Once he sees that what ever it was is just a dome was formed. He turns back to Tami. "So much is happening I don't really know where I'm needed most. I probably should stay here and help with what ever is left. Besides some of my healing is best in large groups.
"Yeah, I think they want the healer types to stay here and help...Looks like there are others who have been bringing in students who needed treatment....I can go and check on Mel for you while you're doing that if it would help, just to ease your mind, melnestae."
Bradley sat, afraid to move. Not only did he not want to cause more trouble when the healers were already stretched thin, he didn't want to move away from the beautiful girl who was pressed against him in the most intriguing way. He was pretty sure she'd find someone better in no time, and wanted to enjoy this unusual (and pretty dang awesome) experience for now. And she was...wow....yeah every time he tried to think of words his brain stopped working.
"H-h-h-have you b-b-b-been at the school long?" he stammered, pretty sure she couldn't have been or he would have noticed.
"Wow. That's incredible. That would never have even occurred to me...but it did occur to you. And you're doing something about it...no wonder you're anxious to get back to work on that. You know, you're pretty darn amazing yourself," she said, looking at him with admiration.
"Is there anything I can do to help? Aside from not taking up more of your time dealing with me being an emotional mess," she adds with a self-deprecating shrug.
It was finally Ardiente's turn to blush at her compliment, smiling happily. He didn't shy up though, it only encouraged him. "Well, since I'm pretty sure cousin Jim won't want me stealing Fieri away again, I was considering going alone, but that could be dangerous. Do you want to come? I know you can handle yourself, after all."
After a second of thought though, he backpedals slightly, having thought of something. "Uh... actually, I'm not sure I want your dad angry with me for taking you away to danger."
Asha had ended up hiding underneath a shrubbery in the garden during the lockdown. Clearly not the best timing for running away to enroll in the school, but it wasn't like she'd had a choice. This was the only chance she was gonna get. So she just blended in with the students wandering around in the cafeteria now, looking around at all these strange faces. It was a bit overwhelming. She'd never been allowed at social gatherings before and this was more people than she'd ever seen at one place before.
She walked up to a handsome boy, definitely the sort she wasn't 'allowed' to talk to by her uptight parents. Probably why she picked him.
"Uh, excuse me, are you a student here?" she asked Tryko'Sam.
Upon turning around he sees a beautiful girl with large blue eyes and pale blonde hair wearing some kind of white ruffly monstrosity of a dresss, the ruffles torn in a few places and the whole thing smudged with dirt.
It was finally Ardiente's turn to blush at her compliment, smiling happily. He didn't shy up though, it only encouraged him. "Well, since I'm pretty sure cousin Jim won't want me stealing Fieri away again, I was considering going alone, but that could be dangerous. Do you want to come? I know you can handle yourself, after all."
After a second of thought though, he backpedals slightly, having thought of something. "Uh... actually, I'm not sure I want your dad angry with me for taking you away to danger."
"Well, obviously it's not less dangerous here," she said waving at the chaos around them. "Besides he always says how important it is that firebirds learn to help each other. I'm going," she says in a stubborn tone that indicated she wasn't taking no for an answer now.
Noting her once again shifted appearance in the Dreamscape and her apparent intense focus on nothing, Vare stands once again - though more slowly this time so as to not trigger another head rush - and puts a hand on her shoulder. His voice is full of concern for his friend and almost-lover. "What choice do you speak of, Anahita? What have you accepted?"
Seeming to have gotten control over whatever turmoil was going on in her mind, Anahita stands there with Vare's hand on her shoulder, easily unburdened by it's weight.
"I was approached and requested to champion life, which I am in essence, already aligned to do-- it is my driving purpose, so to speak, due to the embodiment of the Green Way I adhere too. As such, while this individual seemed ... I cannot truthfully say off, it was more, intriguing, though that part is new to me, the desire to study and analyze, I can say that there was a hint of desire and ... destiny?" She looks up at Vare at this, doubt on her mind, or something worse, a fear never really seen before, "So, when it came down to a simple yes or no, as she put it, by all accounts, I knew 'yes' to be the proper and only choice."
She stood there, looking at him, though one hand came up to touch his nearby wrist to grip, though not crushing like, for an ...well, new sort of mannerism that she did not display before, with all this public company and what not.
Her eyes did scan his face, searching for something, seeking something, the scrutiny quite different now, compared to Dreamscapes before.
Asha had ended up hiding underneath a shrubbery in the garden during the lockdown. Clearly not the best timing for running away to enroll in the school, but it wasn't like she'd had a choice. This was the only chance she was gonna get. So she just blended in with the students wandering around in the cafeteria now, looking around at all these strange faces. It was a bit overwhelming. She'd never been allowed at social gatherings before and this was more people than she'd ever seen at one place before.
She walked up to a handsome boy, definitely the sort she wasn't 'allowed' to talk to by her uptight parents. Probably why she picked him.
"Uh, excuse me, are you a student here?" she asked Tryko'Sam.
Upon turning around he sees a beautiful girl with large blue eyes and pale blonde hair wearing some kind of white ruffly monstrosity of a dresss, the ruffles torn in a few places and the whole thing smudged with dirt.
Tryko'Sam looked at the girl that was getting his attention while he was roaming around, casually taking in the scene.
For a moment though he paused then glances this way and that, then looked back at her saying, "Hello there, Miss. Yes, I am a student. Are you okay?" He motioned at that smudges of dirt, concern in his voice.
A rather inhuman charisma about him, Tryko'Sam isn't the sort who 'notices' it, apparently. He then repeats, "Sorry-- student, yes? Oh-- Yes, I'm a student here. What about you? Uh-- stupid question, really. How can I help you?"
Clearly he had too many thoughts, or something, jumbling up in his mind before speaking-- or something.
He's dressed in a simple poet / pirate shirt top, of dark purple, with some black, fairly tight, leather pants (biker sorts), and tall high, black leather boots. Around his waist is a matching belt pouch of similar black leather. No visible weapons or the like, and he's ... fairly clean, over all. Healthy and hale, rested and perfect skin, though perhaps a hint pale.
Tryko'Sam looked at the girl that was getting his attention while he was roaming around, casually taking in the scene.
For a moment though he paused then glances this way and that, then looked back at her saying, "Hello there, Miss. Yes, I am a student. Are you okay?" He motioned at that smudges of dirt, concern in his voice.
A rather inhuman charisma about him, Tryko'Sam isn't the sort who 'notices' it, apparently. He then repeats, "Sorry-- student, yes? Oh-- Yes, I'm a student here. What about you? Uh-- stupid question, really. How can I help you?"
Clearly he had too many thoughts, or something, jumbling up in his mind before speaking-- or something.
He's dressed in a simple poet / pirate shirt top, of dark purple, with some black, fairly tight, leather pants (biker sorts), and tall high, black leather boots. Around his waist is a matching belt pouch of similar black leather. No visible weapons or the like, and he's ... fairly clean, over all. Healthy and hale, rested and perfect skin, though perhaps a hint pale.
"Oh, no, I'm fine...don't worry about the dress. I've always hated this dress," she said with a flirtatious smile.
"Actually I just got here before all the stuff went boom I suppose. Not the best time to arrive I guess. I'm not even sure who I'm supposed to talk to about officially enrolling...and they're probably too busy right now anyways...I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do," she said with an apologetic shrug. She seemed very fragile and vulnerable. If he was the sort who was inclined to be protective of pretty girls she was practically begging to be protected.
"Does this sort of thing happen often around here?"
"Oh, no, I'm fine...don't worry about the dress. I've always hated this dress," she said with a flirtatious smile.
"Actually I just got here before all the stuff went boom I suppose. Not the best time to arrive I guess. I'm not even sure who I'm supposed to talk to about officially enrolling...and they're probably too busy right now anyways...I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do," she said with an apologetic shrug. She seemed very fragile and vulnerable. If he was the sort who was inclined to be protective of pretty girls she was practically begging to be protected.
"Does this sort of thing happen often around here?"
>> Jesus I hope this isn't some kind of shape shifting demonic thing that wants to eat my brains -- that'd suck. Plus, she's cute, great eyes. Not sure what's wrong with the dress, but okay. <<
While he was thinking something else, his face didn't display the fear in the least.
Replying to her question after nodding to her comment about the dress, Tryko'Sam says, "I'm not exactly sure-- just arrived myself, yesterday. Seems the typical steps are to find the Headmaster, chat with him, get some school plans -- schedule, sorted, and you're in. Tuition apparently is free and all that. I'm guessing they are a touch busy, sounds like someone left some explosives that went off..." he glances to where injured people are/were, then back after a moment of thought, "... and chaos what all. But, this seems to be a safe spot for now. Given how the past two days so far for me have been? I'd say, yes, this is common."
Well, he certainly didn't beat around the bush with some guesses.
"I suppose with this room being guarded by angels and what appears to be a lot of the teachers, maybe I could give you an escort to the Headmaster? You're welcome to hit me up for-- I mean, with questions, as we go. I might know the answers... or try to answer anyway. I'm fairly creative."
>> And a goof, what the hell was that? Shut it. << He mentally chided himself, still, not displaying such on his face. >> Oh yah, social skills, duh. <<
"So, Miss, got a name? I'm called Tryko'Sam." He extended a hand in his customary manner of greeting her, a hand shake. That much happened without thinking.
Off to the east...
three giant Owls are flying toward the direction of Avalon. each bearing a rider.
they circle around and make a landing at a sky temple shrine just over halfway between the sky temples and Avalon.
the place is a stop point high in the mountains for sky temple monks to stop on their journeys to the more populous regions.
Three young monks a teen-aged boy and girl and a younger one make a camp for the night.
the barren landscape offers little for vegetation or wildlife. but on this evening a single small bird braves the cold air and approaches the trio.
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arthur looks somewhat embarrassed "oh, uh right..." he averts his face and looks down at what he was working on "so... you and him... dating..? so who would the other boy be"Well I guess you could say dating but we've only been together for a couple of days. The other boy is actually the /most/ important boy in my life he's by brother, Dom. I don't know if you met him or heard of him yet. Dom is a musician, like me, we were going to have a band together but it think it may end up us each having rival bands. but a friendly rivalry if you catch my meaning.
Mel looks around the room to see if Kai left yet.
** spoiler omitted **
"ah you're in a band, I'll be sure to come watch" he then looks highly amused "you know with most girls this is where I would be offering to be your sound guy, but i figure you got that covered"
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The single bird is followed by a small swarm of nearly twenty birds. Upon seeing the robe described to them and the boy with the large owl they fly down to him. After getting his attention they flit around into a pattern vaguely resembling the crest of Avalon that emblazons the uniform. This breaks into a large exclamation point, then a sad face and then into an S. After this the birds break the pattern and fly in circles trying to get Lang to follow them.
Replying to her question after nodding to her comment about the dress, Tryko'Sam says, "I'm not exactly sure-- just arrived myself, yesterday. Seems the typical steps are to find the Headmaster, chat with him, get some school plans -- schedule, sorted, and you're in. Tuition apparently is free and all that. I'm guessing they are a touch busy, sounds like someone left some explosives that went off..." he glances to where injured people are/were, then back after a moment of thought, "... and chaos what all. But, this seems to be a safe spot for now. Given how the past two days so far for me have been? I'd say, yes, this is common."Well, he certainly didn't beat around the bush with some guesses.
"I suppose with this room being guarded by angels and what appears to be a lot of the teachers, maybe I could give you an escort to the Headmaster? You're welcome to hit me up for-- I mean, with questions, as we go. I might know the answers... or try to answer anyway. I'm fairly creative."
>> And a goof, what the hell was that? Shut it. << He mentally chided himself, still, not displaying such on his face. >> Oh yah, social skills, duh. <<
"So, Miss, got a name? I'm called Tryko'Sam." He extended a hand in his customary manner of greeting her, a hand shake. That much happened without thinking.
She didn't quite understand the handshake, but she tried to reciprocate and giggled charmingly when she got it wrong.
"Sorry. I don't really understand that custom. I've been locked in a tower for most of my life so I don't know much other than court etiquette. A pleasure to meet you Tryko'Sam. My name is Asha. And I would definitely appreciate any help you could give me," she added winsomely. "I have no idea how things are supposed to work around here."
"ah you're in a band, I'll be sure to come watch" he then looks highly amused "you know with most girls this is where I would be offering to be your sound guy, but i figure you got that covered"arthur looks somewhat embarrassed "oh, uh right..." he averts his face and looks down at what he was working on "so... you and him... dating..? so who would the other boy be"Well I guess you could say dating but we've only been together for a couple of days. The other boy is actually the /most/ important boy in my life he's by brother, Dom. I don't know if you met him or heard of him yet. Dom is a musician, like me, we were going to have a band together but it think it may end up us each having rival bands. but a friendly rivalry if you catch my meaning.
Mel looks around the room to see if Kai left yet.
** spoiler omitted **
Mel laughs a bit well honestly...the band was finally put together like a couple of hours before all this happened. I mean I had some of the band for a while but just recently got the rest of the band members. But I'll see if there is room for you to be the sound guy she smiles and gets back to work.
She didn't quite understand the handshake, but she tried to reciprocate and giggled charmingly when she got it wrong.
"Sorry. I don't really understand that custom. I've been locked in a tower for most of my life so I don't know much other than court etiquette. A pleasure to meet you Tryko'Sam. My name is Asha. And I would definitely appreciate any help you could give me," she added winsomely. "I have no idea how things are supposed to work around here."
>> Who the hell locks someone up in a tower? That's odd. <<
"A tower?" He doesn't seem too put out at the failure of hand shaking and such, and doesn't quite 'push' how it's done, gracefully moving on.
With a gesture he motions towards the main doors out of the Cafeteria, "How about we walk and talk, Asha. Great name, by the way. Sounds good-- I do love me the vowels."
>> Oh, you flirt you... Zip it. << He chided himself again. Still, this doesn't break his features when doing so.
If Asha should wallk along with, he matches her stride, unless she's insanely quick, while saying, "So, the schools' for gifted youngsters, and a haven or something for people being hunted or chased... as far as I can tell. Word has it that sometimes people are 'called' here, due to some mystical something or another..." he gives that a slight shrug of his shoulders while walking along casually talking.
"In any event, I suppose it's here to help you with your unusual talents, if any, and educate in the fields of study it has professors for-- so, first few questions you'll wanna ask yourself is, what do you want to study? I'm fairly sure anything is covered here, but don't quote me. This isn't where I was born-- so, why'd you get locked up in a tower?"
Apparently he couldn't let that one go.
With a gesture he motions towards the main doors out of the Cafeteria, "How about we walk and talk, Asha. Great name, by the way. Sounds good-- I do love me the vowels."If Asha should wallk along with, he matches her stride, unless she's insanely quick, while saying, "So, the schools' for gifted youngsters, and a haven or something for people being hunted or chased... as far as I can tell. Word has it that sometimes people are 'called' here, due to some mystical something or another..." he gives that a slight shrug of his shoulders while walking along casually talking.
"In any event, I suppose it's here to help you with your unusual talents, if any, and educate in the fields of study it has professors for-- so, first few questions you'll wanna ask yourself is, what do you want to study? I'm fairly sure anything is covered here, but don't quote me. This isn't where I was born-- so, why'd you get locked up in a tower?"
Apparently he couldn't let that one go.
"Why thank you sir. And you have quite the exotic sounding name yourself," she says when she compliments her name, her smile bringing out the dimples on her cheeks.
She does walk with him, not trying to walk quickly. If anything she seemed to be going slowly as she tries to examine everything around her while walking. "I'm not really sure what I want to study or what abilities I might have. My parents locked me in a tower to 'protect my purity'. Psh. Whatever. Like I care about that. And there's no way I want to be some kind of pawn in their little game of politics. I definitely don't want to get married and even less to someone they would pick for me. All of this racial purity nonsense and never letting me do anything I want or talk to anyone or anything. I can't even pick my own clothes. Of course I ran away first chance I got. Who wouldn't? I just want to have a chance to make my own decisions."
::that'd be great, we're ready for them now, we are in the infirmary::
->Arthur at this point Carl sends the medical supply's two large box of healing scrolls, jars and such, all Dwarf made.
Carl looks as the school seems to come back to life, and makes up his mind, he can't imprison the kids in his ship, looking at cafeteria now full of students and staff he says to Teacher Zix,
"Master Zix, looks like ye fellow staff are getting the kids to the cafeteria now's powers on, I'm going to open up the Air locks and let you and the kids go to the others if that's all right, I think its best ya work with the other staff, I feel a bit odd keeping kids locked up in me ship, I'll be here if ya need to get away fast"
[Assuming Zix and the kids head into the school.]
Carl looks at the mess a bunch of kids can do to a ship and gos to get mop, broom and bags. He Starts the clean up and to carry bags outside to a school, trash can.
"Arthur, I have sent the kids to the cafeteria and the staff there now powers back, you should have the supply now. I'm outside the cafeteria in the grounds if ya need me. Am keeping an eye on that object thats coming in."
He gos up the ramp to get more trash
Vai appears to be standing next to the fellow she came in with - a teenager who has been described succinctly as 'perfect'. Perfectly symmetrical, measured gate. Even the wind doesn't seem to touch him.
Vai at least appears to be looking over at a younger woman with bronzed skin who ahs just reappeared in the middle of the cafeteria. Tryko'Sam catches the end of what Vai is saying to the other boy. "... control her teleport very well. Maybe we should go help her."
Fei looks up from the wounded student he finished bandaging and nods.
"Indeed. And she may have new abilities that may be a boon to the remaining wounded. Though I believe she is trying to treat that professor at the moment," he adds as he surveys the triage. He then spies Michael and Ehos hunched over somebody nearby.
"Perhaps you should speak with her, Vai. I should check and see if Michael is alright."
"Why thank you sir. And you have quite the exotic sounding name yourself," she says when she compliments her name, her smile bringing out the dimples on her cheeks.
She does walk with him, not trying to walk quickly. If anything she seemed to be going slowly as she tries to examine everything around her while walking. "I'm not really sure what I want to study or what abilities I might have. My parents locked me in a tower to 'protect my purity'. Psh. Whatever. Like I care about that. And there's no way I want to be some kind of pawn in their little game of politics. I definitely don't want to get married and even less to someone they would pick for me. All of this racial purity nonsense and never letting me do anything I want or talk to anyone or anything. I can't even pick my own clothes. Of course I ran away first chance I got. Who wouldn't? I just want to have a chance to make my own decisions."
>> Well, if she's trying to work on my Id, that's certainly a great start ... I'll give her that. :mental eyebrow waggle: God. Shut /it/! You are so intolerable, geeze... << Tryko'Sam kept walking while the faintest smile formed on his face at the mention of his name, which, frankly, he couldn't remember if it was his real name or not-- just that he was called that.
"Well, maybe they were just looking out for your well being, though, not giving you enough room to actually manage that level of independence yourself. Parents have all their attention on protecting and raising the kids right, for various reasons-- it's not like they come with a hand book, and yet, that sounds pretty horrible... kind of. Uh-- wait, purity? Are they talking about who you sleep with? What's this about racial purity? I don't blame you for wanting to run off." He did sound somewhat neutral initially, but after a moment, was on her side and curious about the racial thing.
>> So they do have some racists he-- aw f%!$ me. That's not good. Hope those people don't come around here. <<
His faint smile faded, but, it probably seemed quite natural when it did.
"Uh-- if you did have any abilities, I suppose they'd be magical, or something innate... does that help? The school has a bunch of science and magical teaching classes. I guess you're a native here on this planet? Are you a Princess or something, Asha?"
Once Carl has most the kids trash in one place he stands next to it, looking around to see its all clear he holds out his hand, the trash compacts in front of him down to a small ball. It drops to the floor. he gos over and puts it in the school grounds trash can. Then picking up his mop starts to swob the decks of his ship of cake and Fiz Drink.
An invisible line is crossed.
ATMOSPHERE DETECTED! DEPLOY REENTRY SHIELD, MAXIMUM PRIORITY!
A series of very fast clunking sounds run through the room where the screen is located.
ENABLE BALLISTICS ENGINE
BALLISTICS ONLINE
TRANSFERRING TRAJECTORY DATA
TRANSFERRING ATMOSPHERIC DATA
ANGLE OF INCIDENCE/SPEED PARAMETERS INCORRECT, RICOCHET IMMINENT
RICOCHET UNACCEPTABLE, SOLUTION?
SOLUTION:
[1] CONSUME REMAINING EMERGENCY BURN FUEL IMMEDIATELY.
[2] ENGAGE EMERGENCY BRAKING THRUSTERS IN PATTERN OMEGA-SEVEN-FOUR
[3] DIVERT 3% OF REMAING FUEL TO MANEUVERING THRUSTERS SEVENTEEN AND EIGHTEEN
[4] END OF SOLUTION.
BEGINNING EMERGENCY BURN
EMERGENCY BURN COMPLETED
BEGINNING THRUSTER BURN
THRUSTER BURN COMPLETED
ATMOSPHERIC TRANSITION IMMINENT
BRACE FOR IMPACT
In a hanger where a crew works frantically to prep the huge mechs, the indicators flash red and telemetry data reports an unidentified object under power has entered Agartha's atmosphere. Tracking has the object, which is both very small and equipped with impressive stealth technologies, and its trajectory became erratic the moment is entered the atmospheric envelope. Tracking is trying to predict the object's trajectory.
On the deck of the Harbinger, another massive rocket burn is detected. This time the burn was pulsing, and another smaller burn was detect fourteen microseconds after the second burn. The Harbinger's probability engine reports this is likely maneuvering for atmospheric transition.
On the pilots control console, Carl's ship reports an object entering the atmosphere, and the destabilisation of its flight path. Given its primary directive of protecting itself and its dwarven crew, the computer diverts massive resources to predicting this object's trajectory.
A bright streak of fire can be seen in the upper atmosphere a continent away from Avalon.
Carl drops his mop and runs to the flight deck, half the room is lit up, as the massive clockwork analytical Engine that's the Hammershafts computer seeks to track and object falling into the gravity well.
"Now that's not go at all"
Carl attempts to get a port lock but no chance, the things spinning out of control.
"Blast, well its on its own"
Carl gos on the radio again,
"Arthur, that thing I picked ups falling hells knows where, if you look out a window you can see it, Im locking down case there is a blast, good luck"
Radio off Carl once again calls out.
"SHIELDS!!"
Massive plates lock into place and a number of fields go up, the Hammer shaft lifts off the ground a small way and seems to lock into place in the air. Carl was not doing this to save himself from others, but t save others from him.
Sara arrives in the cafe-firmary with Zix.
She looks for anyone she knows. If she doesn't find anyone new to take the small group to she goes with Chara and Dara to wherever they want to.
"I hope the birdies get Lang back soon. . . ."
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::I hear ya, thanks for the heads up, I'm going to see if there is anything that can be done here::
"well that suckss, turns out there is a giant unknown object heading for the planet, I'm going to go ask and see if there is anything that can be done about it,"
he then walks to whatever teacher is here and retells them what's going on.
The crew chief for Big Boy 2 comes up to Mithros
"We've got him ready, fully armed, and ready to go."
Nods
"Thanks Chief."
He hurriedly climbs up into the mech's cockpit, and straps in. He goes over pre-launch sequences and checks. Everything is green.
"Kuros Den tower, this is Sunbeam. Taking Bravo Bravo out for a stroll, over. Ready for launch."
"Roger Sunbeam. You're cleared to egress door 3. Good hunting."
"Roger Tower."
Mithros walks the mech out the slowly opening doors, to a patch of tarmac, hardened for the mechs giant feet, and thrusters. He squats to jump, and kicks in the rockets, jumping up into flight, like a bird. As he climbs he gets a dignal from Tower.
"Sunbeam, Tower. Another rocket firing reported. Coordinates sent."
"Copy that, Tower, receiving telemetry. Moving to intercept."
He banks the massive robot, fluidly, and with a burst of thrust, heads in the direction of the UFO.
"Maybe this hall way leads somewhere important?"
Tybalt stows the knitting work as he hears the new door is finished.
Silver-gray thread is made into a few rows about seven inches wide and an inch and a half long. A bit of rust-red has started on the to-be-finished end.
"Well, maybe they were just looking out for your well being, though, not giving you enough room to actually manage that level of independence yourself. Parents have all their attention on protecting and raising the kids right, for various reasons-- it's not like they come with a hand book, and yet, that sounds pretty horrible... kind of. Uh-- wait, purity? Are they talking about who you sleep with? What's this about racial purity? I don't blame you for wanting to run off." He did sound somewhat neutral initially, but after a moment, was on her side and curious about the racial thing.>> So they do have some racists he-- aw f+#! me. That's not good. Hope those people don't come around here. <<
His faint smile faded, but, it probably seemed quite natural when it did.
"Uh-- if you did have any abilities, I suppose they'd be magical, or something innate... does that help? The school has a bunch of science and magical teaching classes. I guess you're a native here on this planet? Are you a Princess or something, Asha?"
"Yeah, definitely a native. I'm a firebird. And we don't really have princes and princesses. We were ruled by a Council. My grandfather was on it before it was disbanded. There's all this rhetoric about how we aren't supposed to be involved with the other races, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And no, my parents really don't care about me. They hate each other and I'm just a thing to them. They come by to inspect me once a year to make sure I'm still alive and that's about it. This is what generations of arranged marriages for political power will get you. Well, that and...I have almost no magical power at all. I can barely conjure up any flame and when I do it's extra weak. That's why they think my only value is as marriage bait. For yet more political power. And now that the council has been disbanded their special little club of hate will probably go off on its own and I'll still be a prisoner. And I'll bet once they break away they'll repeal the law about breeding needing to be consensual...so yeah....I am absolutely positively NOT going back there. Like I said, I don't want to get married. I definitely don't want to marry someone like my parents. And I don't want to be forced to have children with someone I hate," she said hotly. "I'm a person. I won't be treated like an animal."
Other than a broken arm that needs set, Anthony just has minor cuts and bruises. He's unconscious at the moment, which probably makes healing him easier.
::I hear ya, thanks for the heads up, I'm going to see if there is anything that can be done here::
"well that suckss, turns out there is a giant unknown object heading for the planet, I'm going to go ask and see if there is anything that can be done about it,"
he then walks to whatever teacher is here and retells them what's going on.
"Copy that, Sunbeam. Keep me posted," he said into the radio before turning to Arthur.
"Yeah, we picked it up too. I've got someone headed towards the trajectory of the incoming object now. But I'd really appreciate it if you could forward me where you were picking it up. The more eyes the better when it comes to tracking its landing spot," he said in response to Arthur's info.
"I thought we already came to that conclusion.... that's why I made the door.."
::I hear ya, thanks for the heads up, I'm going to see if there is anything that can be done here::
"well that suckss, turns out there is a giant unknown object heading for the planet, I'm going to go ask and see if there is anything that can be done about it,"
he then walks to whatever teacher is here and retells them what's going on.
Mel stops mid task I wonder if that telepathy thing with Ginni works both ways?
Mel concentrates on Ginni, picturing her in her mind...
::Ginni? hello Ginni, can you think me?...no wait hear?...no wait not hear, not using ears..ahhh whatever...Ginni you out there? I need some help in the infirmary...something is happening::
Other than a broken arm that needs set, Anthony just has minor cuts and bruises. He's unconscious at the moment, which probably makes healing him easier.
Making his way around the cafeteria cum infirmary, Phaezeriel stops next to Michael and Anthony. ::Hey Michael.:: He kneels next to Anthony and places a hand on his forehead and a silvery glow emanates from it.
::He will be fine. No serious injuries. In just a moment he will be right as rain.:: The light intensifies and Anthony's cuts and bruises fade, and his broken limb straightens.
::There. That should do it.:: Phaezeriel looks up at Michael and smiles.
Dave sees a strong conjuration aura filling the hallway.
Tybalt points has paw-lm at the door and clenches it shut. Any remaining hot material freezes over and cools. He pokes his head in and looks around.
Mel stops mid task I wonder if that telepathy thing with Ginni works both ways?
Mel concentrates on Ginni, picturing her in her mind...
::Ginni? hello Ginni, can you think me?...no wait hear?...no wait not hear, not using ears..ahhh whatever...Ginni you out there? I need some help in the infirmary...something is happening::
Ginni set down her tray. ::Mel? Yeah, sure I'll be right there.::
She walked over to where Dom and Tami were hugging.
"Hey guys, sorry to interrupt, but Mel wanted me to go help her in the infirmary. Uh, I guess she's fixing things there? Anyways, I just wanted to let you know where I was going and that Mel was okay. I could hear you worrying from across the room, Dom. You're being really loud. Just, you know....so you know."
"gotcha, I'll ask,"
::hey carl, where does the computer say the thing is going to land at? oh and once it's done with the trajectory could you put it on setting three so we might get some of the composition of the object, it'd be of great help::
"Right ya are Arthur, it looks to be coming this way, hard to say how close, its rolling a lot, I'm picking up a second object head toward it pings like TinMan but a lot bigger, Ok put on setting three, once its closer Ill get a sample. Carl out"
While waiting for Ginni Mel goes over to Arthur.
so what's up? anything that I can help with?
"wait tybalt, let me analyze it a bit,"
"Hunh? Oh. OK."
Tybalt uses analyze dewomer without expecting results.