"Agreed." Is all Vare replies with before the arrival of the company. With the dwarf standing behind him, Vare does not need to notice him - indeed he seems rather focused on Rena and her distress.
Lang gets up I'll go get help
lang heads out (unless stopped) to find Ephebe
"You may address me as Sim Room or Sim Mind, anything to this end. As long as you make clear your intention is to address me, I will respond."
"Hajime mashite Sim Room-san." Midori says, bowing to the air. She wonders if Sim Room-san is invisible, but straightens after having greeted it. "Thank you Lang-kun." she says warmly, and there's a light touch on his shoulder as they leave. Whatever they left to talk about, it seems the pair have grown a bit closer.
"Vare! We need your help. One of my friends... you remember from the other night, Tryko'Sam? He... he's been enchanted and then teleported away from the school! We think he went to town, but we're not sure where!" Rena finally reaches comfortable speaking distance and releases Bradley and Asha, and the distressed and somewhat panicked girl goes into Vare for a hug.
Vare on the other hand, was obviously completely /not/ expecting to be touched by a humanoid girl, suddenly jumps back away from the contant. "Rena, wha?!" he exclaims, suddenly lacking decorum at this surprise. "What?"
Rena forcefully pulls him into the hug, obviously several times stronger than the Wizard. "I'll explain later! Hug me!" she half-asks, half-commands.
Vare returns the hug the pair holding each other tightly - friends for many long years... though... Anahita may notice that Vare blushes slightly at such a feminine body pressed against his. He clears his throat and attempts to focus. "Alright, I...."
he pauses, and looks at Anahita, a little confusion written on his face, unsure how to proceed. Two lovely ladies here seeking his help - one, his lifelong friend, and the other, his... whatever Anahita was to him. "I... may be able to scry on him, and teleport you perhaps as well. But I... I also promised Anahita I would help her right now too."
Rena turns her face to Anahita, and... there is definite jealousy there now - human expressions are much easier for Anahita to read. Rena opens a wing slightly as if trying to seperate Anahita from Vare, but does not say anything.
Hew sighs at Lang's insistence to get help for him. "Ok fine I guess it would be helpful to have a teacher monitor this." Hew didn't seem to glad about t but he seemed to understand. Slowly he took a seat as he rested for a second.
Lang pauses a moment to hear what hew is asking don't worry Hew she won't intervene just observe and watch for problems he then continues on to find Mrs Blackscales
As Dom heard the knock he looked over toward the door. Slowly he slipped out from under the sheets. Now sitting on the side of the bed he rubbed his eyes. As he stood up he bent a small amount of water from the baisen to wash his face. He made his way to the door and opened it slightly. "Who is it?" He asked while hanging his head and part of his top portion of his chest out the door.
Carl looks away and there seems to be some personal stuff going on around Anahita, he dos not wish to embarace any one.
"I suppose. If i wasn't largely numb, that might have worked."
he stands dripping wet, and really didn't react much to the water.
"Would it help if I slapped you?" Sadie asked, concerned. "Not hard, obviously. Well, I guess if you're still numb it probably wouldn't,' she added answering her own question. "Er, sorry you ended up all wet. Morrivan was trying to help."
::Thank you for being willing to try....I almost didn't ask you. After your outburst towards Keme last night I wasn't sure you'd be willing to help me....considering your feelings towards Champions.::A look of chagrin clouds Phaezeriel's face, ::I should not have lost my temper. I do not actually have a problem with Champions, it is more the meddling of Patrons that is so frustrating to me. Some of them do good, some of them do not, but it seems more and more that we would be better off without their meddling.:: He smiles again, ::But my opinions of Patrons has nothing to do with my willingness to help, to try to heal.::
::I am glad. Although the meddling of Patrons isn't always detrimental...that's how I got free of my mother.::
She hesitated before continuing, debating whether she should share more, but given the circumstances decided that he needed to know certain things whether he wanted to hear them or not.
::You should know that Hope wants you dead. Well, not as much as she wants Keme to be returned to a non-living state, but you're still on her list. You should be extra careful. You should also know that all of the Patrons go a little loopy now and then. I'm not sure why. It's like the whole system breaks down if they don't have at least one of them going power mad at any given time. Although Luck says that Esperanza hasn't been likable for several milennia. And apparently no one is surprised that it was her turn to grab for power. I don't begin to understand their 'game', but I've seen enough of the pattern now to see that it has something to do with the dynamic ever-changing nature of the universe....I think if they stop the 'game' then everything else stops too. Just because we don't understand doesn't make it what it initially seems.::
::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.
::Vai...yes, there's a chance James may have some starcasters. He wanted some for his pilots in case they ever needed to eject while out in space....I don't think this is a good idea...I mean, yes trying to save your birth parents is a good idea, but not if it puts you in a bad situation we might not be able to rescue you from....at least get your grandmother to scry out the situation before you go haring off...:: While Aananda obviously understands and even agrees with Vai's motivation she remains very concerned about letting her youngest daughter off planet considering recent events.
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."
"I'm not sure it's a matter of energy...well, maybe it is now," Ignace said, a bit shyly. "Hew...I don't know much about mental energies and all of that, but...I do know about making things and...ummm....I think it might help if you had a drawing of what she's supposed to look like or something to focus on. A....a....pattern. I think maybe you're trying to focus on too many things at once and it's making it harder...I....I could be wrong though....it's just an idea."
Glancing briefly at the assembled, even giving Carl a quick glance over, it might be briefly obvious crowds and Anahita do not mix, simply too much stimulation at once for her to process.
Carl gets a polite nod in greeting, silent, then her attention returns to the three new arrivals.
She gives Rena a brief quizzical look again, then peers at Bradley and Asha before turning to Vare once more.
"Professor, I shall seek out more information and share what we spoke of prior to any departure by Vai in the defense of her parents by a known killer. Perhaps this matter before you will be quickly resolved, thus freeing up your knowledge and skill in short order regarding the other. If nothing else, I should be able to return swiftly to seek or provide information as I receive it."
With that, Anahita glances around once more, gives Bradley a brief smile and nod, before simply, disappearing uneventfully. As if were not there suddenly, lacking much fanfare with her travel ability.
She re-appears near Vai and takes a moment to see where she is, saying, "Vai? An update if you..." then pauses a moment to consider something silently.
If they have a moment she informs Vai of Vare's offer. "Do you have a plan, Vai? When do you intend to leave? Perhaps a quicker solution would be to simply scout ahead and return with the parents, or abscond them?"
Vare returns the hug the pair holding each other tightly - friends for many long years... though... Anahita may notice that Vare blushes slightly at such a feminine body pressed against his. He clears his throat and attempts to focus. "Alright, I...."
he pauses, and looks at Anahita, a little confusion written on his face, unsure how to proceed. Two lovely ladies here seeking his help - one, his lifelong friend, and the other, his... whatever Anahita was to him. "I... may be able to scry on him, and teleport you perhaps as well. But I... I also promised Anahita I would help her right now too."
"Maybe you could just teleport the girls to the town? They could find Tryko'Sam from there probably....and then you could help Ana too....I....I'm sorry I can't go with you to find Tryko'Sam, Rena," he added, hanging his head. "I'm not allowed to leave school grounds."
He then blinked in surprise as Ana disappeared.
As Dom heard the knock he looked over toward the door. Slowly he slipped out from under the sheets. Now sitting on the side of the bed he rubbed his eyes. As he stood up he bent a small amount of water from the baisen to wash his face. He made his way to the door and opened it slightly. "Who is it?" He asked while hanging his head and part of his top portion of his chest out the door.
Tami slid out of bed and pulled on a short silk robe she'd left in his room with her overnight bag, tying the belt closed as Dom leaned out of the doorway. She was trying not to laugh since he hadn't even bothered to put pants on first.
Asha looked around at all the unfamiliar people, a bit unsure of herself.
"Uh, hi....Professor? Umm....Rena's told me a little about you....uhhh....I'm sorry we don't have more time to talk now, but it really is urgent and can you help please?"
"I'm not sure it's a matter of energy...well, maybe it is now," Ignace said, a bit shyly. "Hew...I don't know much about mental energies and all of that, but...I do know about making things and...ummm....I think it might help if you had a drawing of what she's supposed to look like or something to focus on. A....a....pattern. I think maybe you're trying to focus on too many things at once and it's making it harder...I....I could be wrong though....it's just an idea."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."
Hew considers Ignace's words before replying. "I don't know really. Zilla is actually shaping it I just create the ectoplasm and hold it together. Creating small things is easy, but as so as I get to a perso sized thing I can't seem to keep it together. I try putting more energy in but it just loses it's shape anyhow. It's so frustrating." His voice showing tell tell signs of him gettng angry with himself.
Hew considers Ignace's words before replying. "I don't know really. Zilla is actually shaping it I just create the ectoplasm and hold it together. Creating small things is easy, but as so as I get to a perso sized thing I can't seem to keep it together. I try putting more energy in but it just loses it's shape anyhow. It's so frustrating." His voice showing tell tell signs of him gettng angry with himself.
"I'm not sure it's a matter of energy...well, maybe it is now," Ignace said, a bit shyly. "Hew...I don't know much about mental energies and all of that, but...I do know about making things and...ummm....I think it might help if you had a drawing of what she's supposed to look like or something to focus on. A....a....pattern. I think maybe you're trying to focus on too many things at once and it's making it harder...I....I could be wrong though....it's just an idea."
She nodded. "More complex things are difficult because there are more steps. That's why I was thinking a pattern might be helpful....or maybe just some way to do it in increments. Then it might be more manageable. I...I wish I could be more help. I don't really know either," she said sadly.
She nodded. "More complex things are difficult because there are more steps. That's why I was thinking a pattern might be helpful....or maybe just some way to do it in increments. Then it might be more manageable. I...I wish I could be more help. I don't really know either," she said sadly.
He nodded in agreement. "I think I get what your saying. I kinda had to do that with some of the smaller stuff. So I guess I need to look over some stuff for what's in a body. I wonder if the Sim room can show that? Thanks Ignace." He told her with a much more uplifted tone and attitude.
"It's your other band members. And we brought whip cream."
He replies cheerily.
It's Tybalt riding on Dave's back with his head resting on Dave's shoulder so he can talk to you.
"We were gonna see if you wanted to hold a real band practice, since we haven't yet. Or maybe at least come up with a name. But you seem a little... busy. Right this moment.
He blushes blue through the white part of his face after looking Dom up and down. The blush is the only tell that he noticed Dom's lack of clothing. And even then, it's very hard to notice through his fur. The door covered most of him, but enough was visible to guess what was on the other side....
Dave looks to be holding back laughter, rather ineffectually at that. "Well at least someone slept well last night," *snort* "or am I wrong to assume that there was any sleeping going on here"
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."
"Best i just leave it in my room then."
"Would it help if I slapped you?" Sadie asked, concerned. "Not hard, obviously. Well, I guess if you're still numb it probably wouldn't,' she added answering her own question. "Er, sorry you ended up all wet. Morrivan was trying to help."
"I'm fine. Look, there's an evil alternate timeline of vai trying to kill vai's parents. Go help."
"Best i just leave it in my room then."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."
"That would be for the best" he walks off, heading for the cafeteria to grab a snack
"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."
"As you wish." he says simply, with his smirk
"'Thel was our waiter, but he's more my chamberlain, I suppose would be a good way to put it. I helped him out of a bad spot in Kuros, and he's become my sworn man over it. He's old enough to be my grandfather, I'm sure, but his sincerity and seriousness has won me over. So, in turn I intend to ask the headmaster for quarters here for him, or expand mine to accomodate him. With your blessing, of course."He watches her stand, appreciating her form, then stands and grabs his robe. He casts a spell to cleanse himself, then dons the robe.
"I see. Well I am sure the Headmaster will be accomodating - he always is." Tyrrin says thoughtfully, picking her way delicately across the room to where a piece of her clothing had landed. Her figure is slight - definitely pure elven blood in her - though Ghalen knows by the sheer magical power that Tyrrin wields that it would be a dangerous assumptions for her enemies to assume that she was weak.
Returning to him after having donned a few pieces of clothing, she puts a hand on his chest and smiles. "Does this mean that we would have to find a more suitable place for our furitive activities?"
With a saucy grin, Tyrrin finishes dressing and mirrors Ghalen's action in cleasing himself with magic. She looks as she always does - prim, proper, well-dressed in her simple but effective dark clothing.
Asha looked around at all the unfamiliar people, a bit unsure of herself.
"Uh, hi....Professor? Umm....Rena's told me a little about you....uhhh....I'm sorry we don't have more time to talk now, but it really is urgent and can you help please?"
"Of course. Well, Anahita's already gone off, so I will do what I can for you. First, I will attempt to scry on him, so that we will not be off on a wild goose chase. Rena," he gently breaks her hug. "Do you have anything of his? It would help me to make a connection to him."
"Oh... maybe. He has dark hair... let's see." Rena looks over herself, searching for a darker hair - as the only others she had spent the day with so far had been blonde-haired.
"Hmm... well, there is nothing for it then. I will attempt to scry anyway." Vare says after Rena's search turns up nothing. He pulls out a mirror from his components pouch, and closes his eyes for a moment, picturing the Dreamscape projection of Tryko'Sam. With the mental image formed, Vare intones the words of the Greater Scrying spell.
While Vare intones his spell, Rena breaks away for a moment and goes to Bradley, 'snuggling' up close momentarily, putting her mouth near his ear and whispering. "Wish me luck." she whispers gently, and nibbles his ear slightly... before stopping. Why would she do that? This isn't the time for that. She couldn't help herself though, Bradley made her feel so safe for some strange reason, and she was going to miss that.
While Vare intones his spell, Rena breaks away for a moment and goes to Bradley, 'snuggling' up close momentarily, putting her mouth near his ear and whispering. "Wish me luck." she whispers gently, and nibbles his ear slightly... before stopping. Why would she do that? This isn't the time for that. She couldn't help herself though, Bradley made her feel so safe for some strange reason, and she was going to miss that.
Bradley blushed, and pulled out a handkerchief to deal with the nosebleed that had started again.
"Good luck. And be careful....I....I don't want anything to happen to you," he stammered.
"Would it help if I slapped you?" Sadie asked, concerned. "Not hard, obviously. Well, I guess if you're still numb it probably wouldn't,' she added answering her own question. "Er, sorry you ended up all wet. Morrivan was trying to help.""I'm fine. Look, there's an evil alternate timeline of vai trying to kill vai's parents. Go help."
"What?! I..." she looked back at Morrivan and bit her lip.
"Morrivan, I...I know I promised and you....but I have to go...."
"Would it help if I slapped you?" Sadie asked, concerned. "Not hard, obviously. Well, I guess if you're still numb it probably wouldn't,' she added answering her own question. "Er, sorry you ended up all wet. Morrivan was trying to help.""I'm fine. Look, there's an evil alternate timeline of vai trying to kill vai's parents. Go help.""What?! I..." she looked back at Morrivan and bit her lip.
"Morrivan, I...I know I promised and you....but I have to go...."
Morrivan just nodded, though she didn't look happy at all.
"Yeah, I get it."
He nodded in agreement. "I think I get what your saying. I kinda had to do that with some of the smaller stuff. So I guess I need to look over some stuff for what's in a body. I wonder if the Sim room can show that? Thanks Ignace." He told her with a much more uplifted tone and attitude.She nodded. "More complex things are difficult because there are more steps. That's why I was thinking a pattern might be helpful....or maybe just some way to do it in increments. Then it might be more manageable. I...I wish I could be more help. I don't really know either," she said sadly.
Ignace brightened, happy that she'd been able to help.
"You're welcome," she said, smiling.
"Uh... What's going on here? Am i in the middle of something?"
"Uh... What's going on here? Am i in the middle of something?"
"Don't worry about it, Adon. You didn't do anything wrong. I'll talk to you later, Sadie," she said sharply, stopping to grab her bag before leaving the room.
"Oh, i didn't, did i? Would this have been better had i not told you? Sadie, your own matters should come before others. What's going on here?"
"I see. Well I am sure the Headmaster will be accomodating - he always is." Tyrrin says thoughtfully, picking her way delicately across the room to where a piece of her clothing had landed. Her figure is slight - definitely pure elven blood in her - though Ghalen knows by the sheer magical power that Tyrrin wields that it would be a dangerous assumptions for her enemies to assume that she was weak.
Returning to him after having donned a few pieces of clothing, she puts a hand on his chest and smiles. "Does this mean that we would have to find a more suitable place for our furitive activities?"
With a saucy grin, Tyrrin finishes dressing and mirrors Ghalen's action in cleasing himself with magic. She looks as she always does - prim, proper, well-dressed in her simple but effective dark clothing.
"Why, Tyrrin, are you flirting with me?" he teases back, with mock shock on his face.
"I don't think 'Thel would pose a problem to our activities. I'm sure other people more powerful than I have had retainers and privacy.It all depends on what you're comfortable with, My Lady. Your happiness is paramount to my own."
::Vai...yes, there's a chance James may have some starcasters. He wanted some for his pilots in case they ever needed to eject while out in space....I don't think this is a good idea...I mean, yes trying to save your birth parents is a good idea, but not if it puts you in a bad situation we might not be able to rescue you from....at least get your grandmother to scry out the situation before you go haring off...:: While Aananda obviously understands and even agrees with Vai's motivation she remains very concerned about letting her youngest daughter off planet considering recent events.
::Mom... I know. But... I can't just sit around. But okay, I'll ask Grandma to look there and see. Er... she doesn't carry a comm. Can you ask her to contact me please? Hopefully we can just get them out to here..:: Vai still seems to be hesitating slightly, but after a moment she says. ::Mom? You're still my family.:: she adds, her tone firm on that note.
Trying to multitask while moving at speed towards the infirmary, Vai opens another channel - this time to James. ::Hey... James? I need some Starcasters please. I need... well. As many as you have. Can you do 10? It's too much to expl---:: And then Anahita appears in front of the distracted and quickly moving Vai, and she barely manages to avoid a collision with the Champion of Life.
She re-appears near Vai and takes a moment to see where she is, saying, "Vai? An update if you..." then pauses a moment to consider something silently.
If they have a moment she informs Vai of Vare's offer. "Do you have a plan, Vai? When do you intend to leave? Perhaps a quicker solution would be to simply scout ahead and return with the parents, or abscond them?"
Skidding to a halt, the somewhat breathless Vai waits a moment while she cathces her breath before speaking. "My Grandma is scrying the town now - she's a powerful Seer. Hopefully we can just go and get them out and there won't be any danger. Come on. I still need to talk to Phaezeriel. We can decide on a plan once we have more information." Unless Anahita objects fiercely, Vai will begin to move once again towards the infirmary, seeking out her quasit friend...
::I am glad. Although the meddling of Patrons isn't always detrimental...that's how I got free of my mother.::
She hesitated before continuing, debating whether she should share more, but given the circumstances decided that he needed to know certain things whether he wanted to hear them or not.
::You should know that Hope wants you dead. Well, not as much as she wants Keme to be returned to a non-living state, but you're still on her list. You should be extra careful. You should also know that all of the Patrons go a little loopy now and then. I'm not sure why. It's like the whole system breaks down if they don't have at least one of them going power mad at any given time. Although Luck says that Esperanza hasn't been likable for several milennia. And apparently no one is surprised that it was her turn to grab for power. I don't begin to understand their 'game', but I've seen enough of the pattern now to see that it has something to do with the dynamic ever-changing nature of the universe....I think if they stop the 'game' then everything else stops too. Just because we don't understand doesn't make it what it initially seems.::
Though he makes no noise aside from the sound of the air passing through his throat, Phaezeriel actually looks like he is chuckling; he certainly seems to be grinning, and the amusement in his voice is genuine, ::Hope wants me dead, eh? Well, thank you for the warning.:: As he sees the serious expression on Nala's face he holds of a clawed finger to forestall her, ::No, I am not taking it lightly, I am just amused that yet another incredibly powerful being wants me dead. Even as I make the first friends I have ever had, I gather enemies that I have never met. I wonder if this is the source of the antagonism I have always sensed from Keme.:: He shakes his head as if banishing the train of thought, ::So I am now a pawn in the game of Patrons? I think I shall do my part by helping the Champion of .. Luck, aren't you?::
Lyere walks into the cafeteria, grabbing a tray while the blood-stained sword on his hip gleams dully. taking a spot in line he decides to try a salad that the one boy mentioned earlier and get back to Settro to observe this procedure.
::I... I have never killed for no reason melody::Kai I don't care about your past. I do care about the present and your future. If you need to confess something, you know I can be very forgiving. I need you tell me everything. I'm ready to listen. I have always been ready to listen. I promise not to hate you, but I cannot promise our relationship will be the same. and no matter what I will always be you friend and stand by your side as long as I can
this conversation is strange to others as Mel is uncomfortable using telepathy and is vocalizing her response to Kai.
Renkai's thoughts become like ice, like fire, like glass... your brain hurts at the rush of garbled thoughts and history...
Renkais history...
A traumatic childhood, killing someone by the age of 8
A bleak rooftop bleached white by moonlight, gazing down into a woman's room...
A dungeon, cold and moist...
His master... laughter and smiles on the surface, sharpened steel inside
His mask... purest white, but black, red, blue, green, Gold....
That mask... stained with blood, washed clean. But still stained below the paint.
So much pain and confusion, death and laughter...
Then you see yourself, and as if in a quiet glade the pain of the mind of your boyfriend ends....
"Does that help?"
Lyere walks into the cafeteria, grabbing a tray while the blood-stained sword on his hip gleams dully. taking a spot in line he decides to try a salad that the one boy mentioned earlier and get back to Settro to observe this procedure.
settro has set the staff down in his room, and is sitting there, scribbling in a notebook.
Ace grins again at Kitty, this time a warm, gentle smile "Think nothing of it my dear. You were one of the first to befriend me here, and I'll do whatever I can to help you out." He gives her a hug, then gets up and looks to Michael.
"Shall we go clean things up first? As much as I know you want to be with Kitty to keep her safe, she shouldn't be subjected to that scene" He says this quietly, trying to make sure Kitty doesn't overhear him.