In Roysons sim, he's looking down the scope of a very long gun. In his few finder stands a high ranking Empire officer. He's giving a pep talk to a group of men who will in a moment head down into a little town to kill every thing living in it.
This is not a sim made up event, this is from Roystons past.
He looks on, keeping always the mans head I the center of the scope.
A shot would end his life, Royston calculated the out come just as he had then. Later tonight an entire empire fleet ship yard was to be attacked. They suspected something, this attack on a village was meant to flush out some resistance action. He taking the should would be just what they wanted.
He pulled the gun up, down below the troops moved out, the screaming started.
He put the gun away, and walk off, not even looking back. Just as he had done then.
I know what you mean hew, sometimes I am feeling the same way
Lang glances in Midori's direction.
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You left your calling card in there. thanks for the assist in there.
looking back at the new person
nothing is dangerous in there unless you want it to be. it is all faked but feels real.
Hew drops his own gaze to the ground. "Hey Mid-dori. Um I didn't think you would want to see me so soon." His voice was muffled from him looking to he ground. "I'm sorry I caused you problems. Can you forgive me?" After he finishes he holds out her kunai in both his hands.
"....Mister Kiln," he says softly...The charge against the wall goes off, the metal shattering beneath the force of four dozen pistons.['/I]
the squads stop their assaults, the generals turn, one holding a cavalry sabre loosely in one hand, the other with a bardiche.. the forts, barracks, and walls in a psudo-forest grows quiet.
shards of broken and bent metal fly out at high speed, killing at least four soldiers before the cacophony dies down
"I have no doubts that we are at least close in genetic makeup." he says offhand, as if he was about to say something different and changed his mind
"Mister works, I guess, thank you." He nods at the genetic comment.
"I'm enroute to talk to another student, feel free to walk with me, if you wish or we can meet up later. I'm sure you'll have a lot questions."
'Thank you.' he displays with his pad before Miss Jones turns to Shaypeer.
Ehos glances at Jaiye and Silinrul, both of whom still appear tense. He sighs inwardly, but looks back to Aananda. 'Should we go now? We're just taking up space.' he displays, eager to get out of Shaypeer's presence.
Vai's momentum is killed slightly by all the warnings of the group behind her, and she slows up a little, turning around in mid-flight to face them, though her wings keep beating the air to keep her aloft. "Then I'll make you guys faster! We need to get to her quickly!" She says, as her hand glows slightly with magic, as the dragon girl says a few words in Draconic, and the arcane magic comes into being. All the members of the group feel time slow down around them... or perhaps they are sped up. Either way... they can move more quickly now!
"....Mister Kiln," he says softly...The charge against the wall goes off, the metal shattering beneath the force of four dozen pistons.['/I]
the squads stop their assaults, the generals turn, one holding a cavalry sabre loosely in one hand, the other with a bardiche.. the forts, barracks, and walls in a psudo-forest grows quiet.
shards of broken and bent metal fly out at high speed, killing at least four soldiers before the cacophony dies down
"I have no doubts that we are at least close in genetic makeup." he says offhand, as if he was about to say something different and changed his mind
"Mister works, I guess, thank you." He nods at the genetic comment.
"I'm enroute to talk to another student, feel free to walk with me, if you wish or we can meet up later. I'm sure you'll have a lot questions."
"I will accompany you I believe." he says and motions for Ghalen to lead the way.
When Ghalen starts to move, Iosus takes up position a step behind and to the left, walking in-step.
"You guys go ahead, I'll make sure nothing comes up on us from behind with Adon's help!" Since the others were magically quickened, she'd stay behind with him. No need for anyone to get ganged up on by being alone.
i]Vare takes a moment of pause and replaces the chalk into his pouch, delicately.[/i] "The Calling pulls an Outsider from their realm to the Material Plane, and it can be completed without the trapping aspect, leaving the Planar creature to do as it wishes, though it may simply attack us if we lack the proper protections. Yes, it would be imprisonment by a fashion." He seems to shrug at that, obviously not sharing Tryko'Sam's (or Rena's) particular distaste for such.
"We /could/ travel to the Boneyard, the home Plane of the psychopomps, but I do warn you, I have never been there so I do not have much experience beyond lore as to what we would find there. It is the place where Souls pass when they depart the mortal Coil. And, I'm sorry Tybalt, but I do not think the Psychopomps will accept gifts."
Speaking up after Vare's comments, Maya says, "Im fairly sure we could arrange that sort of transport. Perhaps the simple act of going there, to the realm, to speak with one of them with regards to this, we might accomplish the same results, right? We could even attempt to study their process and then interact at the right moment. Once again, though, this isn't my expertise. Which course do you feel best here, Wizard Vare?"
"Yes, I also have a spell which would take us to the Boneyard, if that is our decision."
Vare does seem to pause at this, taking a moment to consider. His gaze goes back to the door to Sim Room 6, and he's quiet. He almost looks a little... worried, or bothered by something. After a few moments though, the expression is gone.
He does nod after a moment. "From what I understand of Psychopomps, as long as we do not directly interfere with their work, they ought not to be hostile to our presence. At very least, we should go there and, as you say, view their process, and perhaps attempt diplomacy."
Belsayv
adon goes as fast as he can, very frustrated that everyone is faster then him. At this rate, he won't get to do anything by the time he gets there.
With haste 50ft
Hew drops his own gaze to the ground. "Hey Mid-dori. Um I didn't think you would want to see me so soon." His voice was muffled from him looking to he ground. "I'm sorry I caused you problems. Can you forgive me?" After he finishes he holds out her kunai in both his hands.
Midori squirms a little, her shame only increasing as Hew asks for her forgiveness - she was the one at fault for not being honest with her friend earlier. Her eyes barely leave the ground, head bowed in her shame. "I... I heard the fighting..." she started by way of explanation, but decided against continuing with the less important. things.
"I... I should be asking for your forgiveness Hew-kun. If... if I had been more honest from the start then maybe it would've been easier. Moushiwake Ar--- I'm very sorry. This is all just very confusing for me."
While delivering her apology, she had shuffled slightly towards Hew, and now extended a hand to the kunai, but hovered just above it, her golden eyes finally looking up from the floor, and those present can see tears welling up but not yet falling. "I'll only forgive you if you can forgive me for being a bad friend first."
Lang stays out of the way letting the two have some space, watching them.
A smile crosses his face as the feeling of reconcilliation forms.
perhaps I can bring peace. maybe I am the one for this mission
Lang can't help but feel he played a part in bringing his friends back together. now all tha remains is Zilla.
Lang remains silent waiting for Hew's response, hoping it will be what he thinks it will be.
"It's okay, Rena. I can be patient, and I know it's important for you to try and find out how this happened."
"Thank you Asha. I really appreciate you." Rena returns, warmth in her voice again - though Asha can tell that Rena is distinctly /not/ looking at Shaypeer anymore - in fact has not looked at him since he had been fully bound by the nanites. Given how she felt about Tryko'Sam being bound, she might have strong opinions against such bindings. She doesn't say anything though, letting the adults do their work. Instead, she curls up more around Asha - not holding her tightly, but protectively. Rena does occasionally poke the firebird with her nose affectionately, both seeking and giving comfort.
Grim just sorta stands there, rubbing the back of his head, feeling awkward.
Grim just sorta stands there, rubbing the back of his head, feeling awkward.
glancing over to Grim, Lang steps over next to him.
leaning over Lang quietly tells him what is going on
Midori decided she really didn't like Hew the way he was hoping. both thought they would no longer be friends but I think things are going to work out between them now. next we have to convince Zilla that Midori and me are not a couple
Lang is very happy they are friends again but he hestated a bit about him and midori not being a couple. Lang seems closer to Midori than he is saying, but it is unclear how close (definately not romantic but a /very/ close friendship - as far as you can tell).
Grim whispers back "I know that, I'm not an idiot"
Grim whispers back "I know that, I'm not an idiot"
Sorry I know your not an idiot, but since you are not as Awesome as I am I thought you needs a little update
he says smiling at his joke making it obvious he is just ribbing Grim a little.
"That's a foreboding name..."
He once again packs the things up, pausing to take one of the iuon stones from the bucket.
"Look Tryko'Sam. This one still glows."
He smiles as he offers the small crystal thing to Tryko'Sam.
"You hold it up and it starts floating around you."
He has an almost kid like excitement about the small rock.
"That's a foreboding name..."
He once again packs the things up, pausing to take one of the iuon stones from the bucket.
"Look Tryko'Sam. This one still glows."
He smiles as he offers the small crystal thing to Tryko'Sam.
"You hold it up and it starts floating around you."
He has an almost kid like excitement about the small rock.
Tryko'Sam looks over at the floating stone.
"What's it do, or is it a light source?" He certainly appears curious at the glowing thing, but still keeping an ear on the other conversation.
Midori squirms a little, her shame only increasing as Hew asks for her forgiveness - she was the one at fault for not being honest with her friend earlier. Her eyes barely leave the ground, head bowed in her shame. "I... I heard the fighting..." she started by way of explanation, but decided against continuing with the less important. things."I... I should be asking for your forgiveness Hew-kun. If... if I had been more honest from the start then maybe it would've been easier. Moushiwake Ar--- I'm very sorry. This is all just very confusing for me."
While delivering her apology, she had shuffled slightly towards Hew, and now extended a hand to the kunai, but hovered just above it, her golden eyes finally looking up from the floor, and those present can see tears welling up but not yet falling. "I'll only forgive you if you can forgive me for being a bad friend first."
"Of course I'll forgive you. I don't really feel there is anything for me to forgive anyhow. You are my first friend in a long time and I don't take that lightly. You were the first one to offer a hand of friendship to me and Zilla. For that I will always be in your debt. You not feeling the same as I doesn't make you a bad friend. The fact you didn't want to hurt me tells me you really do care. Just as a friend only." Hew places one of his hands on her shoulder. "So don't cry. I forgive you for whatever. Will you forgive me for pushing to hard?" He asks slightly chocked up.
"No. This one just does lights. Some of them do other stuff, but this one doesn't. I can see the colors it puts off when I look at it and it tells me what it does."
Tybalt figured that a floating light was an easy foot in the door technique to start getting Tryko'Sam accustomed to magic things. He would have to start getting used to his new surroundings sooner or later and now kitty thinks he can help with it.
Social awkward jabberwock stands there, being social awkward...
Ace, i know. Waiting as well.
"ok then, I'll head on out then if you're all right, make one or two more trips then quit for the day,"
Arthur, remember, setting 672. Mel mentions as he leaves.
Mel whispers as he leaves. and be safe. she adds, definite concern in her voice
After Arthur leaves Ace lets out a little chuckle "Ooooh, I think Melody has a crush on Armor Boy, oooooh" He says teasingly.
"I'll just wait here in the room with you. I've got a sword to work on, so i can keep working."
he takes a seat, his nearly molten blade carefully contained in his hands, hot enough to be malleable, but not hot enough to be fluid.
"I will accompany you I believe." he says and motions for Ghalen to lead the way.When Ghalen starts to move, Iosus takes up position a step behind and to the left, walking in-step.
"Very well." he begins walking the way the arrow on the wall indicates...
"Some pointers, Iosus:This school is some sort of living construct. You see the arrow I'm following? If you place a hand on the wall and ask aloud for a person, if they are on school grounds, an arrow will lead you to them. Also, you'll find your quarters will seem to mold themselves to your expectations, providing furniture and the like suitable to your tastes. There are wards in place, here, also. These wards protect the students from one another. If you intend to strike a student to do cause harm, you'll find yourself teleported into a detention area before the blow lands. As you're here, I'm sure you'll see why this is necessary.
This world also has similar, powerful wards protecting it. If you leave with the intent to tell it's enemies of the world's existence, you will find all traces of your memories regarding this world erased.
There are all manner of students here, of all different races. Kobolds, Ogres, Humans, Firebirds, Tieflings, Lycanthropes...and many more. One of the first lessons I learned here: Do not judge a book by it's cover. Very few students here would ever be considered helpless, and very few of them are stereotypical of their race." pauses to see if Iosus has any questions so far...
As if to punctuate Ghalen's words, a kobold walks by them, coming out of a side hallway. Large for his race, he is still much shorter than either Ghalen or Iosus. The crest of spikes that many kobolds have is large and very pronounced on this one, and his claws seem larger and sharper than is typical. Wings large enough to easily carry him are folded on his back.
He glances up at Ghalen and Iosus and smiles and inclines his head in a friendly manner. He carries some sort of case with a fabric covering under one arm.
Vickory is keeping pace, "running" as needed, but letting Vai play trap-tripper. She seems quite intent on the role after all.
After Arthur leaves Ace lets out a little chuckle "Ooooh, I think Melody has a crush on Armor Boy, oooooh" He says teasingly.
[b]Shut up you, I do not.[b] she says not looking Ace in the eye as she denies it.
Mel tries to get some rest. also enjoying the warmth of Igni's metal working, but also finding it a little wierd to be doing that stuff here.
"Of course I'll forgive you. I don't really feel there is anything for me to forgive anyhow. You are my first friend in a long time and I don't take that lightly. You were the first one to offer a hand of friendship to me and Zilla. For that I will always be in your debt. You not feeling the same as I doesn't make you a bad friend. The fact you didn't want to hurt me tells me you really do care. Just as a friend only." Hew places one of his hands on her shoulder. "So don't cry. I forgive you for whatever. Will you forgive me for pushing to hard?" He asks slightly chocked up.
There's a sniffle and a Midori reaches an arm up to brush away the tears in her eyes with a sleeve, but smiles afterwards. Her voice is just a touch hoarse, but she's smiling now. "Hai, Hew-kun. I will." she takes the kunai from him, and it's quickly vanished back into her weapons pouch, stored with the deftness of small hands and years of practice. "Ano... do you think Zilla-chan is still angry with me?" she asks after a moment, looking Hew in the eyes.
"Very well." he begins walking the way the arrow on the wall indicates...
"Some pointers, Iosus:
This school is some sort of living construct. You see the arrow I'm following? If you place a hand on the wall and ask aloud for a person, if they are on school grounds, an arrow will lead you to them. Also, you'll find your quarters will seem to mold themselves to your expectations, providing furniture and the like suitable to your tastes. There are wards in place, here, also. These wards protect the students from one another. If you intend to strike a student to do cause harm, you'll find yourself teleported into a detention area before the blow lands. As you're here, I'm sure you'll see why this is necessary.
This world also has similar, powerful wards protecting it. If you leave with the intent to tell it's enemies of the world's existence, you will find all traces of your memories regarding this world erased.
There are all manner of students here, of all different races. Kobolds, Ogres, Humans, Firebirds, Tieflings, Lycanthropes...and many more. One of the first lessons I learned here: Do not judge a book by it's cover. Very few students here would ever be considered helpless, and very few of them are stereotypical of their race." pauses to see if Iosus has any questions so far...
"Yes, Mister Kiln, The School is a construct that reads minds, there are wards in place to protect the students, this world will not allow people to tell of this world to the Empire, Do not judge the students before you actually understand them." Archimedes repeats back,
A world you cannot leave without it destroying your mind. No wonder Lieutenant Kiln is undercover. They might force him to leave if they believe he is not on their side.Nodding to the draconic student, Archimedes analyzes his stature, demeanor, and the subtle hints given off by the reptilian, more by training/habit than any other reason.
"Of course I'll forgive you. I don't really feel there is anything for me to forgive anyhow. You are my first friend in a long time and I don't take that lightly. You were the first one to offer a hand of friendship to me and Zilla. For that I will always be in your debt. You not feeling the same as I doesn't make you a bad friend. The fact you didn't want to hurt me tells me you really do care. Just as a friend only." Hew places one of his hands on her shoulder. "So don't cry. I forgive you for whatever. Will you forgive me for pushing to hard?" He asks slightly chocked up.There's a sniffle and a Midori reaches an arm up to brush away the tears in her eyes with a sleeve, but smiles afterwards. Her voice is just a touch hoarse, but she's smiling now. "Hai, Hew-kun. I will." she takes the kunai from him, and it's quickly vanished back into her weapons pouch, stored with the deftness of small hands and years of practice. "Ano... do you think Zilla-chan is still angry with me?" she asks after a moment, looking Hew in the eyes.
Hew looked at her face while he placed both hands on her shoulders. His his eyes told a story of sorrow and joy swirled together as he smiled to her. "She will get over this once she actually starts to think about what everything. It will take a bit but you are too important for her to just turn her back on. I just don't know when that will be."
Hew dropped his hands off Midori's shoulders as he stepped back. "Sometimes I think you and me getting together was more important to her than myself. She also could have been feeling jealous. Since she hasn't had anyone interested in her this whole time. You know how she is." Hew tells her with a disappointed tone. He wish he could tell her something better than that eventually she'll get over it, but honestly that was all he could say.
As he looks over to Lang his face turns bright red as he sees the audience. "Um Hi. How long have you been there?"
"uh, since just before midori showed up..."
Nodding to the draconic student, Archimedes analyzes his stature, demeanor, and the subtle hints given off by the reptilian, more by training/habit than any other reason.
He seems very preoccupied with something, and it is entirely possible that his reaction to you was purely automatic. There is also something about him that gives the impression he is dissatisfied or unhappy about something.
"Very well." he begins walking the way the arrow on the wall indicates...
"Some pointers, Iosus:
This school is some sort of living construct. You see the arrow I'm following? If you place a hand on the wall and ask aloud for a person, if they are on school grounds, an arrow will lead you to them. Also, you'll find your quarters will seem to mold themselves to your expectations, providing furniture and the like suitable to your tastes. There are wards in place, here, also. These wards protect the students from one another. If you intend to strike a student to do cause harm, you'll find yourself teleported into a detention area before the blow lands. As you're here, I'm sure you'll see why this is necessary.
This world also has similar, powerful wards protecting it. If you leave with the intent to tell it's enemies of the world's existence, you will find all traces of your memories regarding this world erased.
There are all manner of students here, of all different races. Kobolds, Ogres, Humans, Firebirds, Tieflings, Lycanthropes...and many more. One of the first lessons I learned here: Do not judge a book by it's cover. Very few students here would ever be considered helpless, and very few of them are stereotypical of their race." pauses to see if Iosus has any questions so far..."Yes, Mister Kiln, The School is a construct that reads minds, there are wards in place to protect the students, this world will not allow people to tell of this world to the Empire, Do not judge the students before you actually understand them." Archimedes repeats back,
A world you cannot leave without it destroying your mind. No wonder Lieutenant Kiln is undercover. They might force him to leave if they believe he is not on their side.Nodding to the draconic student, Archimedes analyzes his stature, demeanor, and the subtle hints given off by the reptilian, more by training/habit than any other reason.
Nods at the kobold as he passes.
He chuckles at Archimede's response.
"Good. We are on the way to talk to a young man named Pyry, that other students and I met on a field trip. We brought him back here, well, because he was living on his somewhat own in an ice cave. Do you know what a Firebird is?"
She sniffles slightly. "I don't really know. That's why I came here. I couldn't think of anywhere else to go. I don't even know if having friends is worth getting hurt over anymore." Zilla's start watering as she speaks. Each word seeming to become heavier for her to say. "Sara would you mind if I got a hug. I think I need one." Zilla continues use sure of what to say anymore or how to explain things to her.
After Sara gives Zilla a hug, Ignace just stood there looking uncertain.
"D-didn't you just finish telling me that it was worth the risks? Having friends? Did you not mean it?" she asked in a small, scared voice.