Oh, yeah I almost forgot, Janie, This is Tybs, He is in the band I was telling you about.
Tybalt's jaw tightens some at the prolonged hug, but he doesn't say anything about it, though to him it's the equivalent of being next to a very freshly opened oven.
"I sadly know, basically all of those feelings. But we're both still here, so that's one thing." He does his smirk-smile he does when he's trying to be clever.
"Hi everyone." He smiles after she introduces them.
"I'm Tybalt. And, I guess you're Mel's band?"
He goes to the origami and gathers them up.
"Here's these. You're the only person I know who could be thinking of snowflakes at the same time as a firebird, by the way."
An empty space on the bottom of the cat shaped one has a handwriting that isn't hers.
"I'm not, actually. Kind of difficult to rock out on a violin..." Cameron says a little sheepishly.
Mel just luaghs, No, this isn't my band. these guys a re good, but, cameron and kezzin there are more of the orchestra types, and well Janie there, well I heard her playing the drums and I knew she would be the perfect match for you guys. of course if she wants to be in a band of course.
She looks a little embarrassed when he mentions snowflakes. Yeah that was a special song I wrote for Igni, but I guess it could, kinda be for all those firebirds.
I know, sounds weird huh? maybe I'll explain it sometime. you guys wanna hear the song?
"I can try. Hopefully it will work?" he said with a great deal of uncertainty.
Rena uncurls herself from around Bradley, and lowers herself down near the floor with her wings splayed up, forming almost a cradle for him. "Come here." she says, and Bradley could swear there's a tiny touch of sultriness in her voice, but it might just be imagined considering the voice was still that of the beautiful girl who had paid him such attention earlier.
"Hold on tight to my feathers. Don't worry, they're strong, and I will go slowly, alright?" she says, looking back to watch him climb on.
"Somber music then, or upbeat? I hot Taron listening in now too. He says hi."
Dennis arrived and handed over a small container. "She said to put that at the center of the train and hit the button," he panted. "Also to remind you that this only makes the virus non-infectious. You'll still have to contain the infected so they don't hurt anyone before the virus controlling them dies out."
"Thank you Dennis." she says as she takes the container.
"Is everyone prepared?" she asks again, before bringing forth her magical energies to carry them across the land, into the heart of a train, which had been overrun with infected, murderous people. Not exactly her idea of a relaxing evening.
Nanami frowned a little after the passed the strange gnome. Something wasn't right there. He recognized her. But she'd never met him before....perhaps he was from one of the other shinobi clans? She would have to investigate. When she wasn't babysitting a large, but regrettably stupid, boy hellbent on revenge.
"You may not care now, but I think you might in the future. After all, you'll have a lot of life left to live after you get vengeance for your family. Also, my condolences for your loss."
Kodjack didn't notice the gnome, even as Nanami looked in that direction. He really wasn't paying much attention at all, just looking at the arrows on the floor as he talked with Nanami. "I'll deal with that when it comes," he responded, shaking his head. "Right now, all I want to do is get smarter to avenge them. Even if I have to deal with magic, I'll do it." Unable to stop himself, he then spat at the ground after mentioning magic. It was very clear that it had some sort of stigma with him, and perhaps for a good reason. He then looked up again quickly, then sighed. "Are we even there yet? The sooner I meet this warrior, the better."
"Somber music then, or upbeat? I hot Taron listening in now too. He says hi."
"A little of both. Mostly upbeat, I think. I've got a few new songs I've been working on the last few days in what spare seconds I've had. And tell Taron I said hi back."
"I'm not, actually. Kind of difficult to rock out on a violin..." Cameron says a little sheepishly.
Ahhhh, Cameron that just is not entirely true. Tybs get on Keyboards, Janie drums. She goes over and asks Cameron if she could borrow his violin I'll show you, you just have to let the music flow, don't let the notes control you, feel the beat inside and let it guide you
Mel has been listening and making small talk with fellow musicians there.
you know, I do appreciate your talent guys, your violin selections are great, but, If you don't mind I would love to rock out a bit. I just feel in the mood...
She goes over to grab her guitar and does a quick sound check.
she checks the mike.
Ok, I'll lead in see if you guys can find the beat and join in. looking to the drummer, especially you, you look like a girl that like a bit of rock
she leads in a Sunshine of your love
Kezzin listens to the song without playing he has a quizzical expression on his face as if he has not encountered this style of music before. By the end of the song his talons are tapping on the floor in time with the music, and his left hand is fidgeting with the strings of his violin. A closer look will reveal that, though he is not playing, he is actually fingering notes on the violin's fingerboard.
Kodjack didn't notice the gnome, even as Nanami looked in that direction. He really wasn't paying much attention at all, just looking at the arrows on the floor as he talked with Nanami. "I'll deal with that when it comes," he responded, shaking his head. "Right now, all I want to do is get smarter to avenge them. Even if I have to deal with magic, I'll do it." Unable to stop himself, he then spat at the ground after mentioning magic. It was very clear that it had some sort of stigma with him, and perhaps for a good reason. He then looked up again quickly, then sighed. "Are we even there yet? The sooner I meet this warrior, the better."
Nanami made a mental note to herself that this fellow would probably do best working with lycans...they hate and distrust magic too.
"What makes you think the Headmaster is a warrior, Kodjack-kun?"
"I can try. Hopefully it will work?" he said with a great deal of uncertainty.Rena uncurls herself from around Bradley, and lowers herself down near the floor with her wings splayed up, forming almost a cradle for him. "Come here." she says, and Bradley could swear there's a tiny touch of sultriness in her voice, but it might just be imagined considering the voice was still that of the beautiful girl who had paid him such attention earlier.
"Hold on tight to my feathers. Don't worry, they're strong, and I will go slowly, alright?" she says, looking back to watch him climb on.
Bradley hesitated a moment, but then he climbed onto her back as she directed and hung on for dear life.
"Okay, I'm as ready as I'm going to be."
"Oh, so no band here? You all sounded good together. And violin and fiddle are pretty close together. I like fiddle in some classic rock. So, I guess just go with what you're comfortable with, right?"
He smiles to the violinists.
"And you aren't in a band? We could really use a drummer if you're up for it."
He smiles to her too, but the corners of his eyes carry a note that there may be a not so happy reason that they don't have a drummer.
"The lyrics look great as a poem and I'd love to hear the song. I just can't shake the feeling that the idea of snowflakes might be lost on them."
"Ooh. My kind of thing."
He dissapears for a moment and then is back with a higher tech keyboard, as the rehearsal room had only a piano.
He holds a set of headphones up to his ear and keeps the techno background in tune with the violin.
Before letting Ginni go, Ace asks of her "Any idea what Morrivan's favorite animal, and color is? I want to give her a little something to cheer her up"
Very delicately, Rena pushes her way out of the window. Unlike her typically slithery movement, she's almost completely still as they glide into the dusk air, her wings not flapping in the slightest. Slowly, in a wide circle up towards the rooftop...
] Nanami made a mental note to herself that this fellow would probably do best working with lycans...they hate and distrust magic too.
"What makes you think the Headmaster is a warrior, Kodjack-kun?"
Kodjack tilted his head at the question, mostly because he thought the answer was obvious, and partly because he finally caught the "-kun" that Nanami had been adding to his name. "I'm not a damn raccoon..." he said under his breath before he answered her. "What else would a man called the master of heads be?" he responded, sounding a little excited again. "A true warrior always takes a trophy after victory, but he takes the ultimate trophy; the head! To be a master, he must have more than all of the people in my tribe. Of course this master would have something to make me smarter in the ways of combat that I can use for my revenge!"
"Oh, so no band here? You all sounded good together. And violin and fiddle are pretty close together. I like fiddle in some classic rock. So, I guess just go with what you're comfortable with, right?"
He smiles to the violinists.
"And you aren't in a band? We could really use a drummer if you're up for it."
He smiles to her too, but the corners of his eyes carry a note that there may be a not so happy reason that they don't have a drummer.
"The lyrics look great as a poem and I'd love to hear the song. I just can't shake the feeling that the idea of snowflakes might be lost on them."
"Ooh. My kind of thing."
He dissapears for a moment and then is back with a higher tech keyboard, as the rehearsal room had only a piano.
He holds a set of headphones up to his ear and keeps the techno background in tune with the violin.
"Well, I'm willing to meet with you guys, try a few tunes, see if it's a good fit," she said with a shrug. "No promises yet though. I don't want to just blindly commit to a band."
Before letting Ginni go, Ace asks of her "Any idea what Morrivan's favorite animal, and color is? I want to give her a little something to cheer her up"
"Otters and blue, of course. What else would you expect from a waterbender?"
Very delicately, Rena pushes her way out of the window. Unlike her typically slithery movement, she's almost completely still as they glide into the dusk air, her wings not flapping in the slightest. Slowly, in a wide circle up towards the rooftop...
Bradley stays as still as possible, afraid that any movement will cause him to slip off of Rena's back.
Rena is able to get Bradley safely back up to the roof.
Kodjack tilted his head at the question, mostly because he thought the answer was obvious, and partly because he finally caught the "-kun" that Nanami had been adding to his name. "I'm not a damn raccoon..." he said under his breath before he answered her. "What else would a man called the master of heads be?" he responded, sounding a little excited again. "A true warrior always takes a trophy after victory, but he takes the ultimate trophy; the head! To be a master, he must have more than all of the people in my tribe. Of course this master would have something to make me smarter in the ways of combat that I can use for my revenge!"] Nanami made a mental note to herself that this fellow would probably do best working with lycans...they hate and distrust magic too.
"What makes you think the Headmaster is a warrior, Kodjack-kun?"
Nanami giggled behind her hand. "That's not what headmaster means, Kodjack-kun. You will have plenty of opportunity here to learn how to better yourself at combat both physically and mentally, I assure you. But you need to realize that the people who have the most to teach you aren't always the ones you expect. Headmaster Antairus-sama is powerful, yes, but not in the way that you are thinking. He is one of the council of High Seers."
Ace chuckles "Fish, dolphins, seals, penguins. Sea green, white, and purple" He holds out his palm, and concentrates. After a few minutes, a pretty otter made of blue crystal appears in his hand, which he then gives to his girlfriend "A little something to remind her that even in times of great sadness, one can find beauty"
Gonna take some minor liberties with Major Creation and Permanency, as I don't think its a big deal to speed the casting of MC and then make the otter permanent. Rules light and all. Hopefully its cool
"Ya, I getcha. Wouldn't do either of us any good if we don't mesh well." He smiles and heads back to the mixing/keyboard.
Lands his shuttle in the camp, and disembarks with his family, having saved them for his last trip off. He shares a tearful moment with them as they watch their home die, then turn to face the uncertainty of their new home. He helps get them settled and secure their lodgings. He looks around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Raelle, but doesn't go out of his way.
He spends most of the evening with them, before returning the shuttle to Kuros...
Nanami giggled behind her hand. "That's not what headmaster means, Kodjack-kun. You will have plenty of opportunity here to learn how to better yourself at combat both physically and mentally, I assure you. But you need to realize that the people who have the most to teach you aren't always the ones you expect. Headmaster Antairus-sama is powerful, yes, but not in the way that you are thinking. He is one of the council of High Seers."
Kodjack obviously did not understand what Nanami was trying to get at with her statement about the headmaster. She said that he was strong, just not in the way he was thinking. What could that possibly mean? Was that "High Seers" part supposed to mean that he was strong because he was really tall? Wait...yes, that had to be it! Easier to take heads when that strike is at arm-level! It all made sense to him then. Though he had no idea what a council was, the way Nanami said it made it sound like there were more than just him, too, which meant more warriors to tell him the ways of combat! There was no doubt they knew how to combat magic, as well, which was all the more better.
Seeming to grow more in excitement, Kodjack's hands started to fidget around, sometimes reaching into his bag and pulling out a smooth, white stone and clasping in before putting it away, only to take it out again. Words seemed to fail him as they drew nearer to the headmaster's office, though a fire seemed to grow in his eyes, perhaps looking to spar with him to learn more about his style and weaponry.
Nanami shook her head. There was no reasoning with this guy. Well, hopefully Antairus-sama would have an easier time dealing with him. She knocked on the door of the Headmaster's office.
"Somber music then, or upbeat? I hot Taron listening in now too. He says hi.""A little of both. Mostly upbeat, I think. I've got a few new songs I've been working on the last few days in what spare seconds I've had. And tell Taron I said hi back."
"He heard you. Do you have any particular music in mind? Songs perhaps?"
"You may join us in the cockpit if you like. Or you may also return to the freezer, should that be more comfortable for you. We shall arrive back at Avalon Academy in approximately seven minutes."
"I will.. I will be fine, thank you." Pyry says quietly, rubbing his arm.
"He heard you. Do you have any particular music in mind? Songs perhaps?""Somber music then, or upbeat? I hot Taron listening in now too. He says hi.""A little of both. Mostly upbeat, I think. I've got a few new songs I've been working on the last few days in what spare seconds I've had. And tell Taron I said hi back."
She pulled out a somewhat crumpled piece of paper with song names scribbled all over it.
"Well, these for starters. And a few more if you have some ideas about what else to add."
"Have you tried finding this place on a map? Maybe it isn't nearby enough to recognize? You can probably find any map you need in the library."
He stares blankly at the teacher for a few moments before he bangs his head on the book.
"I feel dumb now."
::are you in need of healing?:: skeets asks the Professor
"No, thank you. Save it for your fellow students." He goes with them to the train.
Michael swims quickly, looking for any sign of the little drake.
"If you would follow me to the teleportation room, then. We have arrived at Avalon Academy."
He picks up the snake which curls itself back around his arms and disappears as its plates lock together and leads the way to a room with a large pad on it.
Stepping on, there is a high pitched sound and some sparkling lights, and you both materialize in the infirmary.
It is not long before Pyry is ushered into an exam room.
"It doesn't mean you're dumb, Gareth-kun, you simply could not find the tree, for looking at the forest."
He smiles in a wise man type way and takes a sip from his tea.
"If you would like to look now, I won't keep you, but, if I may ask, why is it so important that you find these objects?"
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Michael swims quickly, looking for any sign of the little drake.
Kitty is also searching, and if Michael turns back to check on her, she appears to be wrestling with an enormous fish.
Jiminy got the shuttle on the ground and made sure that all of the shuttles had made it down safely, speaking words of thanks and encouragement to the pilots as he went. Sorchan was busy organizing the firebirds and getting them to the refugee camp in an orderly fashion.
Jiminy was all set to head back to Avalon, check on Fi, and collapse from exhaustion when someone told him that there was trouble in Kuros and his mother had commandeered factory equipment to make a cure for some terrible plague. It looked like there was no rest for the weary today. He sent a quick message to Fi to make sure she was alright and knew that he was too. And then he found Raelle. He had a feeling that a crowd of displaced firebirds was a bad place for his sister-in-law to be right now.
"Hey, Elle, there's another emergency to deal with...never a break from those these days it seems. I need to oversee some emergency aid to Kuros. I want you and your friend here," he said, nodding towards Arthur, "to take the skimmer back to Avalon now. Watch her back okay, kid? She was in the center of things a couple of days ago and people looking for a scapegoat aren't always rational. Cooler heads might prevail tomorrow. But for tonight, get back to the school, okay?"
After the song is over Mel gives Cameron his Violin back. thanks so much, you do have a well tuned violin.
So any of you guys have songs you want to play? I still think I owe you that new song I wrote[/b] Mel says glancing toward Tybs as the promise she made was to him but it is offered to everyone.
But this night isn't about me, its about all of us and our love of music.
Belsayv
Unfortunately for Vickory, the creature with which she was conversing was not long for this world as the wrath of her blue dragon ally is now directed towards it. Aided by the timely arrival of Belyu, Adon and their mysterious companion, the dual-sided spellcaster falls quickly to arrow, tooth and claw, aided by guidance from the holy power of Yrrin.
Meanwhile, a shining bastion of righteousness, Yrrin calls forth on all the powers at his disposal, and dispatches his foe with a telling blow, striking straight through his armour and almost splitting the N'gathau in two.
The remaining N'gathau's invisibility wears off shortly thereafter, and is slain more in what is more akin to an act of mercy than combat. He was doomed anyway.
There's a long moment of silence in the cavern as the echoes of the battle fade away.
A few things remain to be done - the cage which holds the mostly villagers must be opened, and there is still the question of the monstrous machine, which appears to have a ghost caught in it's midst - the source of the screams which had propelled Vai onward so recklessly before.
And of course... who is the stranger accompanying Belyu and Adon?
After the song is over Mel gives Cameron his Violin back. thanks so much, you do have a well tuned violin.
So any of you guys have songs you want to play? I still think I owe you that new song I wrote[/b] Mel says glancing toward Tybs as the promise she made was to him but it is offered to everyone.
But this night isn't about me, its about all of us and our love of music.
Kezzin smiles a little and brings the violin to his chin. He begins playing something a lot faster than he had been playing before, something more in line with what Melody had been playing on Cameron's violin. His smile while playing seems to invite the others to join in.
Still in her draconic form, Vai leaps into action - making for the ghostly girl caught up in the machine. "Jan?!" she calls again - obviously she knows this girl, since that name was also said when they had first arrived in the cavern... and the wings apparent on the ghost's back seem to match Vai's own when she's in half-elf form.
Vai's draconic bulk lands next to the girl, looking nervously at the dark metal twisting it's way around and through "Jan". She's not there long before...
Vickory laughs as the dual caster creature falls, then turns to finish opening the cage, and taking care to deal with the traps just in case the dispel wore off already.
Then without a word she goes to examine the ghost in the machine, and looks thoughtful and intrigued.
Jan's eyes trace the movement of the dragon descending upon her, and something clicks, and she throws her translucent hands out towards Vai in what might have been an attempt to protect herself. Another scream rings out from the ghost. "No! Stay away! Stay back! Please Lord!" Despite her incorporeality, Jan does not appear to be able to free herself from the machine, struggling momentarily against it's bonds.
adon walks up to the machine near vai. He's calm, and doesn't say a word. He looks concerned, not for the girl in the machine, but for vai.
If dragons could go pale, Vai would've been as white as the ghost who had just shouted at her. She takes a step back, sitting down hard on her draconic butt as if she'd been struck by Jan's words. "Jan... it's... it's m-me, Vai." she manages to say, voice trembling.
The ghost seems unwilling or unable to believe or maybe even hear Vai, and her shouts of dismay slowly begin to turn to begging, pleading for the pain to stop or be released, no doubt reliving the last days of her life....
Vickory
Vickory's quick skills are able to get the lock on the cage open, and the door swings slowly open. Most of the villagers still seem to be unconscious - drugged perhaps, as the sound of battle did not wake them. There are a few groggy sounds and movements, but nothing substantial.
adon raises an eyebrow. He walks up to the machine, unnaturally calm as ever, practically blind to the ghost's suffering, and shoves antimagic at it, in case it had a magical feature to it.
Bradley stays as still as possible, afraid that any movement will cause him to slip off of Rena's back.
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Rena is able to get Bradley safely back up to the roof.
Very thankful once the roof was underneath her, Rena begins to glide in easily towards Bradley's little space in the aviary, but then remembers herself once again, stopping just a little after having reached the edge of the roof. "I... shouldn't go any further Bradley. I don't want to scare away all of your friends. I don't think they would like my form." she says despondantly, lowering herself to the ground to let Bradley slide off. It's still a good five feet from the edge of the roof, and she hopes that's enough to prevent any mishaps there.
Sadie dropped her whirling forcefields, sheathed her sword, and walked over to Vai. She went to put a comforting hand on the young dragon's shoulder, but then she stopped, remembering Vai's fear of being touched.
"Vai," she said softly, "we're here for you. I can only imagine how difficult this is for you. I don't think this girl can see what's happening in the present very well. It might help if you changed back to your other form...she might recognize you better that way."
Very thankful once the roof was underneath her, Rena begins to glide in easily towards Bradley's little space in the aviary, but then remembers herself once again, stopping just a little after having reached the edge of the roof. "I... shouldn't go any further Bradley. I don't want to scare away all of your friends. I don't think they would like my form." she says despondantly, lowering herself to the ground to let Bradley slide off. It's still a good five feet from the edge of the roof, and she hopes that's enough to prevent any mishaps there.
Bradley hesitated. "Maybe if you stay very still about this far away until they get comfortable with your presence. If you keep doing that, but get just a little bit closer every day, they'll have a chance to get used to you and realize you aren't going to hurt them."
Phaezeriel flies close to Vai and settles gently on her massive shoulder, providing what comfort he can by his close presence. His mental presence is very close as well, though not through the collective.