Ace carries his girlfriend, and gently places her down on the bed in the secure ward room.
He looks to Phaez, fighting back tears ::"I don't think I'm going to be much help here. I'm trusting you Phaezeriel, with not only Ginni's life, but everything that makes her who she is. Please don't let me down.":: He sends to the healer, practically pleading with him.
He then grips his staff tight and says aloud "I'm going to track down the bastard who did this." He then teleports to his room.
Setting out a meditation mat, he focuses his mind, silently praying to The Traveler.
He then casts a spell, trying to determine the next best course of action
Mel, lying there on her bed, still feeling as bit "out of it."
Ace? you there Ace? she failed to notice that he had already carried Ginni to an isolation room.
"I see. Well, you have a few minutes left before second period starts. You are free to use that as you see fit. You can go and see your room, or go back to the infirmary and check on Iolth. I wouldn't worry too much. They're extremely good at what they do. I'm sure that he will be fine.""I think so, I wasn't really allowed in the room afterwards"Shoshin takes the schedule, looking it over before answering, a small amount of worry in his tone "When you said it was dangerous to go alone, I noticed Halo had left the group, Iolth and I went looking for her, but he ended up in the infirmary""Well, yes, that is a good reason. Is he alright?"
"I hope so, I didn't really get any info on what happened, but a lot has been happening today so if you don't mind I'll be heading to my room to relax for a little bit"
The wearer of masks taps his fingers softly on the metal of a tray, his invisible fingers making a beautiful but almost silent tune....
"I-it's Vai," she said, her voice breaking as she tried to hold back tears. "That being she calls Lumos hurt her. Really bad. And it stopped her from being teleported to the infirmary. She's okay now, but it took some pretty extraordinary measures to make that happen. I...I think it means to kill her. I thought of a way to stop it, to make it let her go...but she won't do it. She says that she's willing to take the risk if it means she has a chance to stop the other Vai from destroying us all. I...I couldn't talk her out of it," she ended with a sob.
"......"
Tam just sits there a moment, the sound of her wife sobbing over the comm the only thing breaking the silence.
"...I'll send some of the medical staff to meet the new arrival. I'm on my way to the Infirmary now."
Tam comes up out of his chair in a dead run as he races to the school wing. He slows down only at the odd corner to slam his fist into the wall in futile rage...
A quickling that had been ditching class jumps back in shock at the very large man punching the wall. A golden haired paladin goes to comfort him obviously confused at the rage.
The wearer of masks taps his fingers softly on the metal of a tray, his invisible fingers making a beautiful but almost silent tune....
"Three years. I was a student first, before I graduated and joined the staff. This...is one of the few places where I can be outside of my mother's reach."
Jessa's voice is small, "So you are stuck here, too?"
The wearer of masks taps his fingers softly on the metal of a tray, his invisible fingers making a beautiful but almost silent tune....
Grim looks to Ephebe, still having not moved from his spot or reverted to "normal" and asks her "would this be an appropriate "prank""
"Yes, although not a very nice one. But jumping out and scaring someone is a time honored pranking tradition. So long as nobody gets hurt," she reminded him sternly.
"Alright, children, time to go. It's alright, Lewis. Grim isn't going to actually hurt you. Or Tarka."
Mel, lying there on her bed, still feeling as bit "out of it."
Ace? you there Ace? she failed to notice that he had already carried Ginni to an isolation room.
"Hey, what happened to you? Were there any new victims while I was gone?" Keme asked from the doorway of the room. He'd just arrived back at the infirmary after bidding farewell to his uncle and cousin.
"I hope so, I didn't really get any info on what happened, but a lot has been happening today so if you don't mind I'll be heading to my room to relax for a little bit"
"Very well. When you hear the bell that means it's time to go to class. I hope the rest of your day goes less eventfully," he added, a corner of his mouth quirking up into what might almost be the ghost of a smile.
"Three years. I was a student first, before I graduated and joined the staff. This...is one of the few places where I can be outside of my mother's reach."Jessa's voice is small, "So you are stuck here, too?"
"Not stuck exactly. I can leave anytime I wish. But every time I step outside of the school's protection it becomes that much more likely that my mother notices that I am in fact still alive. And that could get...complicated."
Aananda sat in the small side hallway in the infirmary and tried to cry quietly as she waited for Tamrin. She just felt so helpless.
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Jiminy looked through the reports one more time and then nodded at the mayor.
"Okay, let me make a call. I think I know how to facilitate quicker repairs on the buildings."
He spoke into his wrist comm. "Hey, Wyrd, you around? I've got a job for you."
"Very well. When you hear the bell that means it's time to go to class. I hope the rest of your day goes less eventfully," he added, a corner of his mouth quirking up into what might almost be the ghost of a smile.
"I hope so, I didn't really get any info on what happened, but a lot has been happening today so if you don't mind I'll be heading to my room to relax for a little bit"
"Alright, see ya' later Professor" he starts walking away before stopping, "oh, and could you tell me when Iolth gets out of the infirmary?"
"I WAS TOLD THAT BATHS WERE SUPPOSED TO BE RELAXING. I THOUGHT I WOULD TRY IT....I AM STILL NOT CERTAIN WHAT THE DUCK IS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR," he said, examining the rubber ducky quizzically, "BUT I WAS TOLD THAT IT WAS NECESSARY.""THE SITUATION WITH TIME IS A BIT MORE COMPLEX THAN THAT. THE WALLS BETWEEN DIMENSIONS ARE OPEN. THEY ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE OPEN. IT WILL EVENTUALLY DESTROY BOTH REALITIES IF THE DOOR IS NOT CLOSED. BUT YOUR EPHEBE CANNOT CLOSE THE DOOR BECAUSE SHE IS ON THE WRONG SIDE. AND HAVING TWO OF THE ONE CALLED VAI IN ONE UNIVERSE IS STRESSING THE FABRIC OF REALITY. IF ONE OF THEM IS NOT REMOVED SOON, IT COULD DESTROY EVERYTHING. YOUR WIFE IS KEEPING THE PROCESS FROM PROGRESSING FURTHER, BUT IT IS TIRING AND PAINFUL, AND KRONOS IS BEING PETTY AND REFUSING TO HELP BECAUSE SHE REFUSED TO WORK WITH THE VAI FROM HER NATIVE UNIVERSE. IT DISRUPTED HIS PLANS. AS USUAL HIS PLANS WERE TOO CONVOLUTED. AND HE FEELS THAT SHE IS BEING UNGRATEFUL SINCE HE SENT HER HERE TO THIS UNIVERSE WHERE SHE CAN HAVE A HAPPY LIFE WITH FAMILY INSTEAD OF WHAT SHE WOULD HAVE HAD IN HER NATIVE UNIVERSE IN SPITE OF THE STRAIN HER BEING HERE HAS ON THE UNIVERSE IN GENERAL. HE USED UP TOO MANY OF HER ALTERNATES AND THERE IS NO ONE LEFT TO CLOSE THE DOOR ON THE OTHER SIDE. BUT EVEN IF THE DOOR WERE CLOSED, THE STRAIN OF HAVING TWO OF SOMEONE IN THE SAME UNIVERSE IS IS TOO MUCH. ONE OF THEM WILL HAVE TO DIE. OR GO BACK TO THE OTHER UNIVERSE. EITHER WAY. THIS IS THE ONLY THING THAT WILL EASE YOUR WIFE'S PAIN AND SUFFERING. I CAN TRY TO SPEAK WITH KRONOS ABOUT BEING LESS PETTY SO THAT IT WILL BE EASIER FOR HER TO BEAR. THERE IS NOTHING ELSE THAT I CAN DO."
"So the most expedient thing would be to kill the wrong Vai or get her to return to her own timeline, correct?" he ponders this for a few seconds. "Anything you can do to ease things for Ephebe would be appreciated, as always." He bows...then:
"Baths are usually relaxing because of the effect the hot water has on muscle tissue. The duck represents an item of comfort or a toy that children will bring into the bath with them to keep them occupied, though any object you enjoy that is water proof would suffice.
Also, I looked into dancing, as you asked. Mortals dance as a form of entertainment to pass time. They either have pre-defined manners in which to time their movements to certain rythyms, or will do so randomly. I believe those that do it randomly simply do not know any of the pre-defined movement routines, or simply have poor coordinative motor skills. This can be embarrassing to witness.
Other types of dancing involve ritualistic somatic movements for invoking spiritual powers. I only mention this one to be thorough."
A young boy in a black felt coat and a green scarf timidly walks up to Jiminy. "Um... Hello, sir. I'm Jacob, the, um, son of of one of the workers you had." Jacob almost never looks at you in the eye, but when he does, he eyes are different colors each time, and heterochromatic to boot. "I, erm, have a problem, sir. One that no one else is able to help me with. And before you dismiss me about monsters in my closet or other such nonsense, I assure you, this problem is very real." For that last sentence, Jacob loses much of his timidity and looks Jiminy straight in the eyes.
Jacob's eyes constantly shift colors, from all known and unknown shades. If Jiminy can see such things, the colors are different in each light spectrum, adding to the strangeness.
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Slight motion is heard, the young man looking around, trying to spot his conversation partner.
He freezes. ::My name is Casseus. What are you doing?::
"I cannot see you. You must be one of the bound, or invisible. Are you hiding, Casseus? The Masters have retreated from here, they left the unworthy, I am seeking tomes and lore, which may help me survive. Why are you here? Your name is not familiar to me. Who is your Master?"
Towards the end of question, he stops moving, sounding as if preparing to either fight or flee.
Ace carries his girlfriend, and gently places her down on the bed in the secure ward room.
He looks to Phaez, fighting back tears ::"I don't think I'm going to be much help here. I'm trusting you Phaezeriel, with not only Ginni's life, but everything that makes her who she is. Please don't let me down.":: He sends to the healer, practically pleading with him.
He then grips his staff tight and says aloud "I'm going to track down the bastard who did this." He then teleports to his room.
Setting out a meditation mat, he focuses his mind, silently praying to The Traveler.
He then casts a spell, trying to determine the next best course of action
A voice that sounds like boulders and gravel tumbling together comes from Jiminy's wrist comm, "I am here, boss. I am about to do the hot repair on the #12 foundry. How can I assist?"
"Not stuck exactly. I can leave anytime I wish. But every time I step outside of the school's protection it becomes that much more likely that my mother notices that I am in fact still alive. And that could get...complicated."
Jessa smiles slightly, though humor is not in it, "I understand complicated. Is that anything like the Empire wanting to get their hands on you?"
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Slight motion is heard, the young man looking around, trying to spot his conversation partner.
He freezes. ::My name is Casseus. What are you doing?::"I cannot see you. You must be one of the bound, or invisible. Are you hiding, Casseus? The Masters have retreated from here, they left the unworthy, I am seeking tomes and lore, which may help me survive. Why are you here? Your name is not familiar to me. Who is your Master?"
Towards the end of question, he stops moving, sounding as if preparing to either fight or flee.
He chuckles
::I'm the big red guy that showed up unannounced. I need a guide, so I have a proposition for you. Help me punish the masters and free the chattel here, and I won't kill you.::
Jessa smiles slightly, though humor is not in it, "I understand complicated. Is that anything like the Empire wanting to get their hands on you?"
Ryuzo says "Worse."
"Hey, what happened to you? Were there any new victims while I was gone?" Keme asked from the doorway of the room. He'd just arrived back at the infirmary after bidding farewell to his uncle and cousin.Mel, lying there on her bed, still feeling as bit "out of it."
Ace? you there Ace? she failed to notice that he had already carried Ginni to an isolation room.
Mel glances toward Keme as he speaks.
the movement of her head seems to cause some pain (like a migrane)
Ohh, hey there. she says as she manages a smile. Mel looks happy to see someone, and a cute boy at that.
Ginni got hurt, real bad, and well she and i, we, wow my head is hurting.
"Alright, see ya' later Professor" he starts walking away before stopping, "oh, and could you tell me when Iolth gets out of the infirmary?""Very well. When you hear the bell that means it's time to go to class. I hope the rest of your day goes less eventfully," he added, a corner of his mouth quirking up into what might almost be the ghost of a smile.
"I hope so, I didn't really get any info on what happened, but a lot has been happening today so if you don't mind I'll be heading to my room to relax for a little bit"
"Yes, I'll send you a note."
A young boy in a black felt coat and a green scarf timidly walks up to Jiminy. "Um... Hello, sir. I'm Jacob, the, um, son of of one of the workers you had." Jacob almost never looks at you in the eye, but when he does, he eyes are different colors each time, and heterochromatic to boot. "I, erm, have a problem, sir. One that no one else is able to help me with. And before you dismiss me about monsters in my closet or other such nonsense, I assure you, this problem is very real." For that last sentence, Jacob loses much of his timidity and looks Jiminy straight in the eyes.
Jacob's eyes constantly shift colors, from all known and unknown shades. If Jiminy can see such things, the colors are different in each light spectrum, adding to the strangeness.
"Don't diss closet monsters, kid. Some of those suckers are tough," he said with absolute seriousness. And then his comm beeped. "Hang on a sec, kid, I'll be right with you."
A voice that sounds like boulders and gravel tumbling together comes from Jiminy's wrist comm, "I am here, boss. I am about to do the hot repair on the #12 foundry. How can I assist?"
"As soon as you're done with that foundry repair I'd like you to head over to Kuros. There was a lot of structural damage to the city during the plague and it could take weeks for them to fix it all, but you can put up new walls or repair broken ones in minutes. And the sooner we get the town fit for habitation the better. These people have already been through enough."
Jessa smiles slightly, though humor is not in it, "I understand complicated. Is that anything like the Empire wanting to get their hands on you?"Ryuzo says "Worse."
"Sadly, yes. And my mother's reach is considerably longer than the Empire. After all, they're only dragons, and she is the Queen of Winter," Nala said, matter-of-fact.
"Hey, what happened to you? Were there any new victims while I was gone?" Keme asked from the doorway of the room. He'd just arrived back at the infirmary after bidding farewell to his uncle and cousin.Mel, lying there on her bed, still feeling as bit "out of it."
Ace? you there Ace? she failed to notice that he had already carried Ginni to an isolation room.
Mel glances toward Keme as he speaks.
the movement of her head seems to cause some pain (like a migrane)
Ohh, hey there. she says as she manages a smile. Mel looks happy to see someone, and a cute boy at that.
Ginni got hurt, real bad, and well she and i, we, wow my head is hurting.
"Ginni? Ginni got hurt? Like an accident or a stabbing? Please, this is important," he said, pulling an icepack out of a cupboard and placing it gently on Mel's head.
"Alright, see ya' later Professor" he starts walking away before stopping, "oh, and could you tell me when Iolth gets out of the infirmary?""Very well. When you hear the bell that means it's time to go to class. I hope the rest of your day goes less eventfully," he added, a corner of his mouth quirking up into what might almost be the ghost of a smile.
"I hope so, I didn't really get any info on what happened, but a lot has been happening today so if you don't mind I'll be heading to my room to relax for a little bit"
"Yes, I'll send you a note."
He nods, before heading out the door in search of his room to get set up.
Jacob waits until Jiminy stops speaking into his strange device, then says "It all began on the day of the plague. When my da' started to advance upon me, I prayed for something, anything to save me. I woke up in a pile of destroyed plague victim. These incidents kept recurring every time I was in danger, and I always found myself on top of a pile of corpses. They were always some form of evil: bandits, orcs, goblins..." The little boy begins tearing up. "I don't know who else to turn to, with my mom gone. Can you help me?"
"Sadly, yes. And my mother's reach is considerably longer than the Empire. After all, they're only dragons, and she is the Queen of Winter," Nala said, matter-of-fact.
Jessa blinks in confusion, "Queen of Winter? That is a heck of a title. But isn't a queen of lesser status than an emperor?"
"Ginni? Ginni got hurt? Like an accident or a stabbing? Please, this is important," he said, pulling an icepack out of a cupboard and placing it gently on Mel's head."Hey, what happened to you? Were there any new victims while I was gone?" Keme asked from the doorway of the room. He'd just arrived back at the infirmary after bidding farewell to his uncle and cousin.Mel, lying there on her bed, still feeling as bit "out of it."
Ace? you there Ace? she failed to notice that he had already carried Ginni to an isolation room.
Mel glances toward Keme as he speaks.
the movement of her head seems to cause some pain (like a migrane)
Ohh, hey there. she says as she manages a smile. Mel looks happy to see someone, and a cute boy at that.
Ginni got hurt, real bad, and well she and i, we, wow my head is hurting.
Mel smiles, accepting the icepack, she like being pampered by cute boys.
Ginni got attacked I believe, I kind of got in a little late. i think she was murdered, but she came back, and well, that's when everything went nuts.
Mel holds the icepack on a little longer, this is nice, thanks. Once I get my head out of this pain, I hope to piece together everything and figure this out. I just need a little time.
Oh yeah, almost forgot, ace is with her now. I don't know what he is planning, but if he has any ideas, I'd love to hear them.
In his stance his growling has a funny canter to it and his mouth moves, almost like there are words he isn't putting breath to.
He doesn't seem to notice anyone talking until after Grim stands down.
He lowers his frilled lizard like stance.
He looks around.
"My head hurts... Bara bara..."
He shakes his head and bumps it gently on a rock a couple times.
"Are we leaving the warm place now?"
In a flash of light a young man appears.
He blinks a few times as if dazzled.
Lean and strong, the boy has the physique of a natural athlete, though much of it is obscured beneath his loose fitting dark colored clothes. A mithral rapier hangs at his side and a golden stud adorns one earlobe.
He runs a hand through his silky black hair as his emerald eyes survey the room.
"So here I find myself." He says to himself.
Upon spying a strange mantis being standing before him he steps forward and bows, using his right hand he takes one of the mantis' sickle limbs and brings it to his lips, giving it the light kiss that is a customary greeting in his clan.
"Fondest greetings, Mamzel." He says, using the honorific normally reserved for noble women. "Is this fine place Avalon?"
Suddenly his cheeks color as something occurs to him.
"Uh, If you are not a Mamzel forgive me, sometimes I cannot tell the gender of other species I meet. I hope you do not think me a specist."
"Sadly, yes. And my mother's reach is considerably longer than the Empire. After all, they're only dragons, and she is the Queen of Winter," Nala said, matter-of-fact.Jessa blinks in confusion, "Queen of Winter? That is a heck of a title. But isn't a queen of lesser status than an emperor?"
He gives a good natured snicker at Jessa's naivete.
"Normally, yes, but not in this case."
He gives a good natured snicker at Jessa's naivete.
"Normally, yes, but not in this case."
Jessa glances over her shoulder to where Ryuzo follows them, "What is a Queen of Winter, then?"
"It's not a what, but a Who. I won't say her name out loud, but she is the Queen of the Winter court of Fey. The Unseelie Court. Does this mean anything?" He looks for a hint of understanding. "Granted I didn't know as much a year ago as I do now, as someone became one I hold dear, and I had to know everything about her..." he says with a warm smile toward Nala. "So, I know there are books in the library if you are interested in learning more. Suffice to say, The Queen of Winter is a being of deific power, closer to a god than an Emperor."
Aananda sat in the small side hallway in the infirmary and tried to cry quietly as she waited for Tamrin. She just felt so helpless.
Tam comes to a halt in the Infirmary entrance. Looking around, he spies Aananda in the side hallway and goes over to her.
Kneeling down in front of her, he takes her hands in his and tries to put on the bravest smile he can for her.
"Hey."
"It's not a what, but a Who. I won't say her name out loud, but she is the Queen of the Winter court of Fey. The Unseelie Court. Does this mean anything?" He looks for a hint of understanding. "Granted I didn't know as much a year ago as I do now, as someone became one I hold dear, and I had to know everything about her..." he says with a warm smile toward Nala. "So, I know there are books in the library if you are interested in learning more. Suffice to say, The Queen of Winter is a being of deific power, closer to a god than an Emperor."
Jessa's face registers a blank expression for a moment, then her eyes go wide and her voice is very quiet, "She is real? My mother used to scare me with stories of the evil queen of the fairies. She would tell me to be good or else evil Queen M-" A look of horror and sadness passes across her face as the name of the Winter Queen died in her mouth, and her voice dies to barely more than a whisper, "If she is truly real, then is it truly bad to say her name? I mean can saying it bring bad things upon those who say it?" Then her eyes snap to Nala, "She is your Mother?!"
"It's said saying her name might make her aware of you...not something we want, really. So why take the risk?"
Jessa's face registers a blank expression for a moment, then her eyes go wide and her voice is very quiet, "She is real? My mother used to scare me with stories of the evil queen of the fairies. She would tell me to be good or else evil Queen M-" A look of horror and sadness passes across her face as the name of the Winter Queen died in her mouth, and her voice dies to barely more than a whisper, "If she is truly real, then is it truly bad to say her name? I mean can saying it bring bad things upon those who say it?" Then her eyes snap to Nala, "She is your Mother?!"
"Yes. She is all too real and she is my mother. Let's just say that my childhood was magical, in all the worst senses possible. I have a few lingering issues. I doubt that saying her name will do anything bad to you. Ryuzo is just being cautious because we don't want her to find me. But whatever stories you heard, they weren't even close to the reality. Just...never assume that because Winter is cruel that means Summer is kind. The fey can be dangerous no matter what Court they serve. Caution and respect is always the best policy when dealing with them," Nala's voice remains calm as she speaks, but frost patterns form around her feet every time she takes a step, a sure sign of stress and not an uncommon reaction to talking about her mother.
Aananda sat in the small side hallway in the infirmary and tried to cry quietly as she waited for Tamrin. She just felt so helpless.Tam comes to a halt in the Infirmary entrance. Looking around, he spies Aananda in the side hallway and goes over to her.
Kneeling down in front of her, he takes her hands in his and tries to put on the bravest smile he can for her.
"Hey."
Aananda sniffles and brushes away tears. She tries to smile back at him, even if it is a bit watery and lopsided.
"Hey," she said hoarsely, and then her lip starts to quiver as she tries to hold back a fresh flood of tears.
"I don't know what to do," she whispered, leaning her head on his shoulder as the tears started again.