"I had nothing scheduled, though I should go see 'Thel in Kuros today. I need to talk to the headmaster about allowing him room and board here. I could do that whilst you take care of your observatory, but I'd like to assist you with Pyry, if I may.
Getting dressed should probably occur between now and then, but when..." gives her a deep kiss "...is up to you."
Returning the kiss, Tyrrin sighs contentedly, before smirking. "Oh, I don't know, I think I'll be sore if we do that again..." Tyrrin says, stretching happily.
"Thel was our waiter, yes?" Tyrrin says, gently pushing Ghalen off and up, so that she herself could stand - modesty wasn't really a thing for her right at this moment with just Ghalen in the room. "Let's get dressed and see if Pyry is awake before we do anything else - it wouldn't be fair to leave him for too long."
Lang put a hand on Midori's shoulder. I'm count on you to guide me Midori you are much better at this than I am.
Looking to Hew. Lang joins in makeing sure hew does not hurt himself again.
Hew? bud, If you can hear us, you listen to Midori now Okay?
She shakes her head, but smiles at him with just a little warmth. "I'm still learning too Lang-kun, but thank you."
"Hew-kun. Can you hear us?" Midori says, not moving away from Lang or breaking the contact on her shoulder.
Sara sits quietly by after she finished drying her happy tears on Lang's robe.
She pets the small otter that stays with while they watch, unable to do much to help.
"It's not in space. It's outside of it. It's outside of the universe itself. Vriskra told me a legend amongst her race- if you can somehow make it all the way through the dark tapestry, there are more universes to be explored. Not alternate versions of this one, but entire new ones."
"Like mine?"
::Vai, my lab still hasn't been rebuilt...I don't have any starcasters. Tam might have a few stashed somewhere, but likely you'd have to go up to the Harbinger to get them....and I want to know exactly what is going on that you're planning to go off-world? I'm afraid of what could happen to you out there.::
::Oh... right. Maybe James has some at the factory? I...::
There's a small hesitation though Aananda's comm, and Vai's voice defeinitely sounds worried. ::Mom... I realized... if the other me tried to destroy the school for revenge... she... She's going to go after my birth parents. She might have already gone after them. I... have to try to save them. I know I promised Dad I wouldn't go back there but this is different!::
To Belyu and Yrrin she says "Okay, I'll see you there!" before hurrying out and sprinting down the hall towards the infirmary.
"like mine?"
"Hmm? Ah, i was wondering why i had never heard of your god."
As Aananda is exiting the sim rooms, Vare seems to be standing there speaking with Anahita - or at least they were speaking until another group rounded the corner down the hallway some.
The girl leading the other party - a party comprised of two young ladies - one with long flowing blue-white hair and the other with long blonde hair - and the infamous Bradley.
"Vare!" the lead girl cries down the hallway, and she's still half-dragging her two companions.
"There's more than one actually, I just happen to worship just one...against my will, but still" He thinks for a moment "No, five, I'm forgetting Malice. There's Tzeentch, Khorne the god of blood and war, Slaanesh the god/goddess of lust and desires, Nurgle the god of death and decay, and Malice...he just hates things and by things I mean everything"
"Hello Rena!" he calls back to her, smiling and waving to her, clearly cheerful about this development. If he has noticed her change in body, he doesn't say anything. "I'm glad you are well, you did not come back to the room last night. Is something the matter?"
Carl put his hand on the wall, the arrows no longer point at the lab
"O micros snot"
He heads off down the hall following them getting to the sim room and just seeing Aananda exerting, he waits wile others seem to want to talk to here.
"There's more than one actually, I just happen to worship just one...against my will, but still" He thinks for a moment "No, five, I'm forgetting Malice. There's Tzeentch, Khorne the god of blood and war, Slaanesh the god/goddess of lust and desires, Nurgle the god of death and decay, and Malice...he just hates things and by things I mean everything"
"Wow. Real crapsack work you've got going there."
"Eh, you get used to it, makes for a good outing when their all in one room, all the underlings have to be present" he chuckles "Though the time Slaanesh flirted with me as both a male and a female was a little weird"
"Eh, I've done weirder.... Uh... Forget you heard that."
settro morphs back to his six winged form.
"Heard what?" he smirks, feigning as if he hadn't heard you.
"Thank you. Well... Any ideas that you have for what to do next?"
He shrugs "Could try the sim room, I could show you the other realms, or Carl might need help with unloading if he hasn't finished already
"Nah, I've had enough of planescapes... Hmm... I wonder.... Would that work... You could... Hmm..."
he shakes his head.
"Gah, sorry, got distracted. Anyway, i don't feel like being near a lot of people right now, witch is another reason why i'm out here."
"Ok" he says the words for disguise self under his breath while Settro is distracted.
he changes to his human appearance, slightly older, at nineteen years of age. His features are sharper, his eyes holding a knowing and calculating look to them, the four braids on the side of his head framing his face.
"Its fine, though if you don't mind me asking, what were you distracted about?"
"Oh, just thinking about how to get a regnant for a procedure someone asked me to preform..."
"This procedure, what does it involve?"
"A lot of complicated ingredients, a risk of death, about 3-4 days worth of time, or in the simrooms, about 6-8 hours, a lot of pain, and a unreliable end result. He agreed to it, though, so whatever"
"And you thought you might need my help in this?"
"No, i was just thinking aloud."
"Ah, ok then, can you go into detail about it?"
"Ah, ok then, can you go into detail about it?"
"It's basically a more extreme version of my fleshcraftings. Whole body changes."
"And you are changing yourself? Or changing him?"
"Him! /My mother/ him! I would never go through that much pain Willingly."
Drip Pie drip pie d...r..i....
Time seems to have stopped for Amber and Opel, as they stand in the head masters room.
Then a Fey magic door comes into being, two small fey come out and place a chair next to them, two more come and place rich cloth over it and a small foot stool in front. Then into the headmasters office comes, a shot fey, regal looking with a polite air and keen eyes.
He walks to the seat and sits down looking at the head master.
"Please except my deepest apology's for entering your office like this Head master
He nods slowly, taking Settro's outburst as if it's happened before
"And his reason for going through such a procedure?"
"I think it was because of someone he is dating.... And power. He likes power. It should allow him to heal from fire, including his own... If everything goes properly, that is."
"A valid enough reason if any, have someone on standby in case, warp forbid, it does go wrong. I'd be willing to, although I'm unsure whether I would be able to undo the damage if there was any"
"Oh, nothing short of twisting reality fixes it.... It's even beyond my power to reverse, though polymorph can get rid of the problems temporarily. Also, I'll be there the whole time. It'll practically be uphoric, that level of pain."
Lang put a hand on Midori's shoulder. I'm count on you to guide me Midori you are much better at this than I am.
Looking to Hew. Lang joins in makeing sure hew does not hurt himself again.
Hew? bud, If you can hear us, you listen to Midori now Okay?
She shakes her head, but smiles at him with just a little warmth. "I'm still learning too Lang-kun, but thank you."
"Hew-kun. Can you hear us?" Midori says, not moving away from Lang or breaking the contact on her shoulder.
Hew nods as the group tells him to not push himself. Psyonic energy seemed to flow off of the glob in strong waves. Even those not able to sense the psyonic energy could feel the waves emanating from the glob.
The Glob starts to slowly take shape. At first just a generic humanoid shape then it started to take a more feminine shape. Quickly the form lost it's stability and turned back in to a blob.
"Attempt 1: Negative." A disembodied voice from the sim room chimes.
"Crap, Don't worry I'll get it next time Zilla." Hew tells himself.
"Oh, nothing short of twisting reality fixes it.... It's even beyond my power to reverse, though polymorph can get rid of the problems temporarily. Also, I'll be there the whole time. It'll practically be uphoric, that level of pain."
"Very well, just don't let anyone hear any screaming or sounds of pleasure in your case."
"That's a bad word."
Sara says, semi cross with him.
"Oh, I'll be eating a lot of his pain."
The day before Dom had exhausted himself far beyond what he was used to. He had never had trouble using his water to heal with but yesterday he had gotten to the point that he could barely heal a scratch. Even his arcane music had been tapped out. Even still people had died. He had failed to protect everyone. His only saving grace was those he cared about most had survived.
Dom starts to stir from his slumber. His eyes begin to slide open. The room was a haze of light. Slowly the room started to focus, gaining definition. Slowly he looked to see if Tami was still in his arms from the night before.
"That's a bad word."
Sara says, semi cross with him.
"Sorry Sara. Just a little disappointed it didn't work. Don't worry though I'll get it to work on my next attempt." He replied with a friendly confident smile.
A bit after Dom (possibly Tami) wake(s) up (t)he(y) hear(s) mumbling and a knock at the door.
"Here it is."
*knock knock*
"Being disappointed isn't a reason for using bad words," she advises.
"Just be careful, please. I can fix you if you get hurt, but if you stretch too far, I can't fix that."
Lang tries to hide a giggle at Sara's reprimand. he has learned an important lesson.
"Can the person that's talking..." Midori motions to the cieling, in the direction that the simulated voice come from. "Help us so that I can give some of my energy to you Hew-kun? That would help, right?"
"Oh, I'll be eating a lot of his pain."
"I know, I hope you eat your fill of it and spare him the agony. Speaking of eating" he gets up, dusting himself off "I'll head over to the cafeteria and have a snack, I'll check up on you and your client afterwards...Settro, give me the sword if you would" [i]he holds out his hand, his voice soft as he produces a length of chain long enough to bind a sword in its sheath from one of his pouches.[i]
"I have no idea of your skill with a blade, but in my hands, a sheathed blade is better than being reliant on spells or nothing at all"
he hands the sword over.
"I'm good with a bow, and even without a sword, i can defend myself with my tail, witch is harder then steel in some ways. I've got a bow strapped around my chest right now, it's just invisible due to a illusion the headmaster let me have. It looks really threatening, so i use the illusion to keep it out of sight. Oh, also, what about your staff?"
"Can the person that's talking..." Midori motions to the cieling, in the direction that the simulated voice come from. "Help us so that I can give some of my energy to you Hew-kun? That would help, right?"
The voice comes on again.
"Yes. Tsuyomi, Midori. I am capable of providing either a temporary supply of psionic energy or a terminal through which to transfer psionic energy from one source to another. Doing the later requires adult supervision while the former is temporary and remains in the Simulation Room."
He takes the sword, binding it with the chain so that it can't be drawn before placing it on his hip
"My staff will remain with you for now, that is where my connection to the warp comes from, and with it the power that drives my kind to madness. It doesn't know this world's chaos, so it shouldn't go after you, in any case do not let it touch the flesh of another being. I don't want any statues being made after all."
Looking over towards the approaching forms of Bradley and two unknown females, Anahita stands up straighter and brushes back her luxurious, thick hair, behind her shoulders.
She turns to regard Vaee briefly, then says, "I will attempt to learn more first, before going. It would be foolish if this action is solely based on fears of what might happen. Then again, I suppose she cares about her family, and seemingly anything she deems a fried, quite a bit. Do you and Rena share a rapport which ignores time and space? Perhaps she could attend, to allow communication and access to your thoughts as needed?"
Anahita seeming to think of, and suggest, the most efficient strategy. "Though, if I were leading this adventure, and Vai were coming with, masking her presence would be key- but, if we are going up against her dark counter part, she might be a liability instead. We need to unweave her ability to /be/ here, I feel- but there is such chaos here, you can nearly cut it with a knife."
She stands and waits at this point, watching the two with Bradley approach.
While Rena and company close the distance, Vare smiles at them and places his hand firmly upon his chin in his typical thoughtful pose. It seems that the stroking of the beard is a habit to ingrained for even shaving to rid it from him. He does not seem to recognize or notice the change in Rena's appearance - it is likely the Dreamscape projection did not change. "No, we are not so closely bound as that. I could bring forth the bond we shared a few mornings ago in the gardens, when we shared senses. It would break if you traveled to another plane, such as your demiplane."
"I... could also return to my room and prepare a few spells which would shield Vai from detection. I could prepare an Invisibility spell and spell which would shield her from all mortal divination magicks...." At this point, Rena's group is drawing close, and Vare ceases speaking and smiles at Rena, still apparently unaware of her change in form.
"Can the person that's talking..." Midori motions to the cieling, in the direction that the simulated voice come from. "Help us so that I can give some of my energy to you Hew-kun? That would help, right?"The voice comes on again.
"Yes. Tsuyomi, Midori. I am capable of providing either a temporary supply of psionic energy or a terminal through which to transfer psionic energy from one source to another. Doing the later requires adult supervision while the former is temporary and remains in the Simulation Room."
Midori looks up at the cieling now, seeking the source of the voice. "What is your name?" she asks politely, a little put off by the fact that this person knew who she was but she didn't know them. "And... maybe we can... get Zamarosok-sensei or del Sol-sensei to come and supervise? Then I can help Hew-kun."
While Rena and company close the distance, Vare smiles at them and places his hand firmly upon his chin in his typical thoughtful pose. It seems that the stroking of the beard is a habit to ingrained for even shaving to rid it from him. He does not seem to recognize or notice the change in Rena's appearance - it is likely the Dreamscape projection did not change. "No, we are not so closely bound as that. I could bring forth the bond we shared a few mornings ago in the gardens, when we shared senses. It would break if you traveled to another plane, such as your demiplane."
"I... could also return to my room and prepare a few spells which would shield Vai from detection. I could prepare an Invisibility spell and spell which would shield her from all mortal divination magicks...." At this point, Rena's group is drawing close, and Vare ceases speaking and smiles at Rena,...
Nodding while studying the threesome as they approach Vare and herself, Anahita stands in the hallway, looking about at the trio, and then the approach of others (Anaanda and Carl, no?)
A faint smile forms on her face while studying Bradley, then fades while she glances about as more arrive.
"It may be wise to ask Vai what her plan is before commiting to such preparations, assuming yours are prepared as an arc anise memory caster normally prepares. Besides, this appears to be a matter of importance here."
Then Anahita waits, seeing what is going on.