A six armed silvery adult figure can be found in the library
A pretty girl that could be classified as a "mess in dress" is in the basements rehearsal room playing piano
an anthropomorphic dog is wandering the halls.
when flourence is done, she darts out of the room, and goes to explore the school.
Gareth's search leads him to a door labeled "Guidance."
He paused to read the word and then knocks clumsily, holding the book awkwardly in one arm.
A more Ryuzo-like voice comes out of the clone...
"Well, that's good it will die out on it's own. We won't have to burn the town down to kill the virus, if it needs a host to live longer than a day and a half. Who would build such a thing though?"
"I have a feeling that list is a lot longer than we wish it were," she sighed.
She hit the intercom button. "Professor Sunwake? I have some good news about the virus. I know how to stop it from spreading. I can send you the data now. You'll have to basically flood the town and the surrounding area with nanites that will alter the virus slightly so it can't infect any new hosts. It can't live for more than a couple of days max without a host.That will still leave the problem of the already infected, but they should be treatable by normal means. Unless they're already dead. The virus can keep a host mobile for a number of hours after they've become a fatality. In those cases the best thing to do is to hit the victim with antimagic. That will stop the virus from mutating so it doesn't continue to adapt to different types of attacks, since it will be necessary to fight them most likely. The virus can only inhabit certain segments of the brain, which means the deceased infected are operating on the most basic instincts. This is likely the source of the indiscriminate violence."
"Cool, hey what's wrong?"
"When you left your home, knowing you'd probably never see it again, how did you feel?" she said with a sniffle. "I know it's not the same thing. I never even got to live there. I never had a home really. It was just the home I should have had. It's complicated. But it is our whole history right there....and in a few minutes it's going to be gone forever. I'll never see it again."
There's a very long moment of comm silence from Tyrrin, before an answer comes. "Ehos and Jaiye?" comes her answer after a long moment, her voice also going emotionless.
"Are still alive. There was a tense few minutes there when the EMP took out Ehos's sound suppression device, but others were able to keep him under a silence effect until it could be repaired. He came out of it better than most really."
"Hang on a sec, Tyrrin....."
After a long pause.
"That was Nala. I'm just going to play you a recording of what she said so I don't forget any of the details. You can contact her directly if you have questions....I need to find a way to synthesize enough nanites fast enough...."
Ace thinks over their options a bit "Hmm, Ryleh, was she one of the people who helped me with my attic friend? If so, she's not so scary. I think she might be the best to help us. The headmaster has to got to have way too much going on right now to truly assist us. I can try to talk to her. Worst that happens is she says no, right?" He says, his characteristic optimism shining through.
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Arthur looks sad. he pats her on the shoulder and gives her a sympathetic look. "there's no getting around that you've been dealt a raw hand, and I can't pretend to know exactly what you're going through, but like you said I know something close, when I had to leave, I had next to no warning, just one day mom and dad came home from work and told me to pack a bag because we were leaving, Couldn't tell my friends good bye, couldn't do anything but get ready and go, and my parents aren't even here with me, from all I can say is that you gotta keep moving forward, the world doesn't care if you're hurt, all that happens is that when you cry is the universe has time to heap more crap on you, you gotta make the best of things, 'cause you can't expect others to do it for ya"
Mel sits a bit listening to the others. addressing Cameron,
I actually think those things you make are pretty cool. I would love to know where they come from.
Mel asks, truly interested.
He hears a man's voice call "it's open," from inside the room.
He opens the door to a low lit room. There is what looks to be a semi anthropomorphic panda sitting on a cushion with his feat together at a desk with several other cushions.
He wears simple brown clothes and a pleasant demeanor.
"Hello there! Come in, come in! What can I help you with?" He says cheerfully.
Kezzin is playing his violin quietly while listening to the others. He is again working out a new piece of music. The bits that he is playing sound very melancholy. If his musical equivalent of doodles are enough to evoke emotion, it is pretty clear that once he finishes the piece and adds in all the dynamics, the music will have a profound effect on its audience. After a few bars he stops and pulls out some sheets of paper and begins scribbling them down. Some of the sheets are filled with short bits of music in a haphazard jumble.
After a long and frustrating few minutes struggling with the lids of the healing potions, Rena is eventually able to uncap one. As delicately as she can manage given her no hands situation (which is to say, somewhat clumsily), Rena sits Bradley up a bit so he wouldn't choke, opens his mouth, and tries to pour the bottle into his mouth.
Bradley coughs and sputters as the potion trickles down his throat. He looks at the blurry form of a large winged serpent with very sharp teeth looking at him anxiously.
[blink, blink]
"You....you aren't going to eat me, are you?" he asked nervously, looking at the very sharp teeth right in front of his face.
Julie blushes of embarrassment. of course, I, ahhh, yeah, I knew that she says even more timid than usual.
she goes back to the scan checking Asha over as she programs a full biological scan and tries to get her information on the molecular level.
It is good to know what you shared about your incident. It is of a great help to better understand what your next step will be.
"Uhh...okay," she said, not really sure how to respond to any of this.
The scan shows that she is a healthy female firebird. It also turns up a small genetic mutation not typically found among firebirds. Aside from this mutation there isn't anything of particular note to find.
Arthur looks sad. he pats her on the shoulder and gives her a sympathetic look. "there's no getting around that you've been dealt a raw hand, and I can't pretend to know exactly what you're going through, but like you said I know something close, when I had to leave, I had next to no warning, just one day mom and dad came home from work and told me to pack a bag because we were leaving, Couldn't tell my friends good bye, couldn't do anything but get ready and go, and my parents aren't even here with me, from all I can say is that you gotta keep moving forward, the world doesn't care if you're hurt, all that happens is that when you cry is the universe has time to heap more crap on you, you gotta make the best of things, 'cause you can't expect others to do it for ya"
She nodded. "Yeah, I get it. But sometimes things really suck. And I'm pretty sure there's nothing wrong with taking some time to recognize that as long as you don't do it all the time," she said, hastily wiping her eyes as she tried to turn the whole thing into a philosophical discussion so she wouldn't think about it too much. She was surprised at how much this was affecting her. She hadn't expected that.
Kitty looked out at the lake. It was still just as pretty as she remembered it.
"Well...it wasn't much of a race, but at least we got here." ^.^
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"well yeah, for all intents and purposes, we're kids, no one's going to judge us if we break down a bit, given what we've been through, but that doesn't make it any more productive, when I first left, I rebelled against my parents, the universe even, slept around when I shouldn't have, partied a bit to hard, it was easy and it got my mind off the unfairness for a while, moreover it was easy, still is come to think of it, but on the other foot it got me, Carl and Hermes, in trouble on more than one occasion... more than 5, really, though that one with the green dude that looked like a chick was entirely Carl's fault,"
Kitty looked out at the lake. It was still just as pretty as she remembered it.
"Well...it wasn't much of a race, but at least we got here." ^.^
"Unless you when by getting in first. Maybe give you a little head start shove?" He teases.
Bradley coughs and sputters as the potion trickles down his throat. He looks at the blurry form of a large winged serpent with very sharp teeth looking at him anxiously.[blink, blink]
"You....you aren't going to eat me, are you?" he asked nervously, looking at the very sharp teeth right in front of his face.
Again, Rena felt as though she'd been struck by Bradley's words, though she tried to remind herself that Bradley was a lot calmer than most people who saw her form. She shook her head slightly, and tries to put on a brave face and joking manner. "Why? Do you taste good?" comes the voice of the girl who had licked Bradley's cheek earlier that day. "It's me, Rena. I promise I won't eat you even if you do taste good." she said after a moment and realized if Bradley was really scared he might miss the joke.
Relieved though that he had opened his eyes, Rena slides the other slobbery potion toward Bradley across the bed. "You should drink this if you are still feeling sore." she says quietly, trying her best to suppress her desire to nuzzle him or otherwise show affection just in case it would scare him.
He hears a man's voice call "it's open," from inside the room.
He opens the door to a low lit room. There is what looks to be a semi anthropomorphic panda sitting on a cushion with his feat together at a desk with several other cushions.
He wears simple brown clothes and a pleasant demeanor.
"Hello there! Come in, come in! What can I help you with?" He says cheerfully.
The young boy walks in and puts his big book on the table.
"Well, I've read this book over and over, but I can't figure out what I'm missing. It talks about five list treasures, and I already found one, but I can't figure out where the others are..."
Unable to pinpoint her enemy, and with Phaezeriel's anti-invisibility spell having been resisted, Vai instead calls forth Lumos' blessings - holding forth her claws as a massive burst of Light erupts from Vai, engulfing the invisible creature in the intense electromagnetic burst.
While the foes resist the effects of the Ultraviolet blast, the ionizing radiation from the Xrays proves too much for him. While the invisibility does not end, a pool of vomit sprays onto the ground as the N'gathau's engineered constitution cannot stand up to the Champion of Light.
"A job well done, Adon, but we should probably catch up with the others."
"Ooh. A puzzle. I like puzzles. Go ahead and take a seat. Would you like some tea?"
He stands up and goes over to a tea pot on a small stove and begins brewing green tea.
"Uh... Sure. But where are the others?"
"Follow me." Belyu turns back the way they came and starts running.
"Yes, thank you, sir."
adon gladly follows after.
Yes, this has been cleared by FCD
"Good. Now. Let's start with simple things. I am Shiro-Sensei. What is your name?"
He sets two cups and the teapot on the table as he sits down on his cushion.
"Good. Now. Let's start with simple things. I am Shiro-Sensei. What is your name?"
He sets two cups and the teapot on the table as he sits down on his cushion.
"My name is Gareth Myrrdin."
"OK, then Gareth-san. Could you explain this a little more. You said this book talks about 5 things and you found one. So this book is nonfiction and talks about real things. Or is it a mystery book and you just don't quite understand it?"
He doesn't seem to ever be in a rush to do anything, speaking slowly, moving slowly.
Sitting on a rock, slightly off to the side of the path, is a young man with a bow and quiver strapped to his back. He's silently polishing his sword. He waves in greeting, but does not say anything, just yet.
"Well.. It does talk about real things, but it's also kind of a mystery. I figured out what it's about. It's my.. my specialty? Reading and languages."
"Well, this isn't creepy or suspicion at all."
"Well aren't you just a ray of sunshine and butterflies?" He says with a chuckle.
"We don't have time to be. What do you want?"
AS Simba levels out Sara can sense that he was trying to show off a little. but was still nervous about her and Lang and Midori. He knew Lang was alright but Sara and Midori are new to this.
While we can talk, you should learn the controls as well. Lang will teach you as you spend more time with him. and when you are ready, you will choose an owl, and if that Owl accepts you, you two will be friends for life.
meanwhile in the back of the saddle...
Midori is holding onto Lang. her grip tightening during the sudden maneuver. Lang places his hand over Midori's as she holds on.
though he says nothing he seems warmer that before. his touch gentle and reassuring.
Lang simply smiles letting her know everything is alright.
"OK, so it's a new power and you don't know how to use it yet, then?"
He pours the two cups of tea and sets one next to him on the table.
"Well, no, I'm using it all the time, it's just that I feel I'm missing something when I read the book."
"Well aren't you just a ray of sunshine and butterflies?" He says with a chuckle.
"You have no idea. Are you going to let us go by? We kinda have friends in a fight we'd like to help."
Sara begins talking but then gasps and looks excitedly at Simba.
If Simba knew about 7 year old's excitement or Lang or Midori could understand her, they would expect her to be bouncing up and down right now.
"OK. What part are you missing it in? Try and explain this as well as you can so I know what we're working with."
"I'm not sure, but... I can tell where to look for them, but I don't know where that actually is, if that makes sense. Um... like I'm missing a key sentence, maybe?"
"Maybe part of the book could be missing? Where did you get the book at?"
He takes a long sip of his tea.
"I found it in the library I lived near. On another world. I actually talked to the writer!" He says a little happily. "Or he said he was anyway... I don't think anything' semis sing though."
"There's no need to be rude. I am just looking for some information. I happened to be passing by and heard all this commotion, and was curious what in the heavens was going on."
"Does your writer use literary devices much? Perhaps you are interpreting something literally when it's a metaphor or the other way around." He offers.
"Evil demon. Now can we move on? We have a group to catch up with."