Mech Bay, Destroyed
The poisoned filled air, along with burning fires from plastics and metals, certainly wasn't making the Mech Bay any less inhospitable, rather, it was starting to build up a nice cloud of chemicals and such that would soon turn toxic and caustic. It was likely that this was being caused by external forces as well.
None of David's taunts appear to carry any weight to them, for the foe most certainly wasn't responding in any noticeable fashion.
...suddenly, the very ground and walls of the Mech Bay rippled, save for where Vare's Circle touched. With those ripples came a voice that carried from all directions.
"Oh-- there's much you can do to send me home, Shifter. Offers to give, lives to offer, various other things. It's a pity you allowed these ...allies, to join our dance, though. I was beginning to enjoy seeing you prance about while we conversed. Ever since I saw my chance for freedom through the object of your desire, being held in the Abyss by that Angel. I sensed your bond, nubile in it's forming. The strength of your intent. I knew you were special in various ways. It will be a pleasure to learn them all. It will be a pleasure to extend the hopelessness you feel until you are consumed by it with nothing to cling too. Oblivion will be the sweetest release, in time, you will come to know it -- intimately."
The voice comes from all directions, yet, isn't booming. There's no way to fixate on the specific location of the source either. It's most likely a form of telepathy, as many of the lower plane sorts possess.
From David's vantage point, which isn't that great given the building smoke and lack of ventilation, the walls as rippling and the sigils that are etched (which are still remaining) appear to be changing their coloration and form. Obviously the power of those sigils will change once that completes.
If the room were alive, it would scream out in anguish at the violation of it's physical structure, and destruction of it's intended purposes.
Jeran probably can spot this effect occurring, he most certainly can 'feel' the rippling ground, but only from a distance, as he is surrounded now by the Circle and his shoulder glows with warmth.
Vare's vision shows nothing 'destroying' until the edge of his Circle's effect, the most simple of ancient spells conferring the intended Protection even unto the physical ground he stands, and while it helps slightly with his inhaling some of the cloud forming, without a form of air, he'll choke soon. Beyond the circle, the fraying of reality and dreams all point to destruction on it's base form, the unraveling of existence. This is clearly a Destruction driven creature. There's no question of it's intent at this point, and Jeran seems to be it's focus.
Medical Center
One of the indicators for another 'occupant' fires off-- as the Angelic visitor and supporter of Jeran materializes from the Ward's reactive nature to protect people within their confines.
Medical staff react, but clearly, lack of personal is noted.
After a few moments of recuperating from the combination of transportation and gut retching violence upon it's system, the Angelic being appears to have collected itself after a quick 'meditation' of sorts.
Then another wave of sickness flows over the Host of Guests, and it staggers again, looking pale and drained.
When the over taxed nurse from the night shift arrives, he looks up drawn and weary, saying only, "Stay back, I fear I may be ...afflicted and wish not to spread." A gesture and protective magics are cast, sealing the being off from evil-- and keeping any such, within as well.
The nurse studies him for a moment before saying, "I ... don't know what to do here. Please lay down, explain what's going on?"
With a forced smile etched with pain, it looks upon the female caregiver and says simply, "No time, I must away." With that, it simply disappears from sight.
Isolab X
Tryko'Sam isn't displaying any recognition, just pure instincts, towards anything said from either Kevin or Rena. He's looking at Rena and her physical form (mostly) with open eyes now that the bright light of David is gone. Naturally her more female characteristics are of primary interest.The grasping of hand is accepted without any fanfare and he bluntly moves forward to sniff and push her hand against his cheek, adding to the base mannerisms. There's a sniff of her wrist and a glance now and then up to her face, then back to the rest of her. It's possible that the wings are not really given much thought either.
Kevin he doesn't pay too much attention too, and he's completely ignoring the room's contents unless it gets very noisy or blinks way too much.
The readings Kevin's got continue to fluctuate. Though, the physical scan of him indicates that he literally remains unchanged, since a mere moments scan prior. He's just not changing on any biological level if left unattended. Could be an indicator of not aging, or something else-- especially if you couple it with the 'inconclusive' energy reading.
The sensors don't indicate it's 'magic' though.
Tryko'Sam continues to explore Rena, while adding nothing else to the situation. The scans don't really provide much else at their current settings. He seems quite content to keep doing this, oblivious to whatever has been said.
"Dave, stop being an idiot and get inside the [expletive deleted] circle!" he bellowed.
He then switched on the radio in his suit.
"Kevin? I really hope you can hear this....Things are not going well here. There's a good chance that....well, I just need you to take care of things for me if I don't make it. Protect the girl. Whatever happens here, we can't let them keep thinking of us as playthings. We keep fighting for better. Promise me that. And...and I'm not sure that the school wards can hold this thing. You need to get to the Headmaster. He'll know who to call on to stop this from turning into a slaughter. Don't hesitate. Speed is of the essence."
At this point he took off his helmet, followed by his suit, and started putting them on Vare. "This will allow you to breathe, professor. You take this, and you start summoning things. Good things. This is a being of destruction so summon things that represent creation. You start and you keep going for as long as you can. Summon an army. We're gonna need it. We can't take it out, but we can slow it down long enough to save the others."
Kevin leans over the speaker, placing a hand on either side of it, just to make sure he heard him right.
"I... You... Don't talk like that... I'm going now. Don't give up. They'll get you out. I don't give a damn what the thing is. We can beat it. Don't give up. You have to live and show me your dumb robot. Just... keep going."
Heartfelt speech aside, Kevin grabs up his ooze and runs to the door.
"I've done all I can. Get him to the infirmary. The can probably help you. I don't know what else to do for him. I have to go."
He runs out of the room, barely able to finish his words, the only thing keeping there to finish the slow speed at which the door slides open. He slips through it as soon as he could fit sideways.
Entering the small decontamination chamber, it starts a cleaning cycle as a normal precaution.
"I don't have time for this!"
He drops the guise of half-elf-ity used to put Tryko'Sam at ease, and pries the door open with the ease a person pries open a book. Once put in the hall, he leans down close to the floor, and focuses intently. A moment passes as all of him shifts and realigns. Everything on him sleeks down, and he becomes almost pointed looking. Then in an instant, he sets off at almost impossible speeds. Despite the school's ability to rearrange itself, the headmaster couldn't really be in a sub basement, but with his new powers, getting there as if it was next door won't be a problem.
When he arrives at the Headmaster's door after blowing past several people also trying to get there in his hurry, he can't be bothered to stop and open in. Instead, he hits it and goes over, around, under, and through it, at first seeming like he would just go through the cracks, but the speed at which he hits it sends it tumbling open and over, knocking a hole in the wall where the knob housed and on of the hinges loose.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I'll fix that, but this is important. There's a thing in the mech bay. The school locked it down, but. It. It's stronger. It's eating through the wards. Like. THE wards. We need help. Vare, David and Jeran are there. Vare can't get it out, and this is his subject. The whole school is in danger. Really, the whole everything.
He runs through that, hardly taking a breath.
Tryko'Sam continues to explore Rena, while adding nothing else to the situation. The scans don't really provide much else at their current settings. He seems quite content to keep doing this, oblivious to whatever has been said.
Tryko'Sam isn't displaying any recognition, just pure instincts, towards anything said from either Kevin or Rena. He's looking at Rena and her physical form (mostly) with open eyes now that the bright light of David is gone. Naturally her more female characteristics are of primary interest.The grasping of hand is accepted without any fanfare and he bluntly moves forward to sniff and push her hand against his cheek, adding to the base mannerisms. There's a sniff of her wrist and a glance now and then up to her face, then back to the rest of her. It's possible that the wings are not really given much thought either.
Kevin he doesn't pay too much attention too, and he's completely ignoring the room's contents unless it gets very noisy or blinks way too much.
The readings Kevin's got continue to fluctuate. Though, the physical scan of him indicates that he literally remains unchanged, since a mere moments scan prior. He's just not changing on any biological level if left unattended. Could be an indicator of not aging, or something else-- especially if you couple it with the 'inconclusive' energy reading.
The sensors don't indicate it's 'magic' though.
Rena moves a little closer to Tryko'Sam, settling into a comfortable side-hug type arrangement (or, at least, as comfortable as the sterile room will allow). She doesn't interrupt any of his 'explorations', unless they get overly touchy and intimate (and if they do, she'll gently directly them elsewhere), though it's unclear if this is because of a newly developed sense of social awareness.
When Kevin goes barreling from the room, Rena briefly glances up and slightly tightens her grip on Tryko'Sam, though relaxes after a moment. Her gaze lingers on the door, with a worried expression plain.
The five tailed fox quickly transforms back into a teenage boy, stepping back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture.
"Hey, now, no need to fight. I wasn't trying to hurt you. Just stop you from making an error in judgment. I know who those things work for and you don't really want to interfere if they're on one of her errands."
The conjured celestial fox bounds forwards and begins to playfully nip at Keme's heels, bouncing in circles.
Meanwhile, Illithia smirked. "Ohhh riiiight. I'm sure the whole school is doomed without the help of that demon. I'm pretty sure we hit our quota for disasters for the week already anyway."
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The five tailed fox quickly transforms back into a teenage boy, stepping back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture.
"Hey, now, no need to fight. I wasn't trying to hurt you. Just stop you from making an error in judgment. I know who those things work for and you don't really want to interfere if they're on one of her errands."The conjured celestial fox bounds forwards and begins to playfully nip at Keme's heels, bouncing in circles.
Meanwhile, Illithia smirked. "Ohhh riiiight. I'm sure the whole school is doomed without the help of that demon. I'm pretty sure we hit our quota for disasters for the week already anyway."
He looked at her in stunned disbelief. "How new are you? That was last week's quota. This week just got started. So far at least one possible apocalyptic event that folks are attemtping to avert. And if the aschen are running around there might be two. Today. That I know of. And that's just potential apocalypse, not just garden variety disaster. We've got some of that going on too." He shook his head. "Maybe we've all been doing too good a job at hiding all this crap.......I really should talk to somebody about that.....or not.....it's.....probably not my responsibility anymore.....huh. That's just......weird," he said, his voice trailing off as the reality of not actually being on call if the world needed saving finally started to sink in. "Is this what normal feels like? I'm not sure I like it."
Isolab X
Tryko'Sam's exploration doesn't go too far, considering the situation, but he's clearly enjoying the contact on a purely basic level.
There's a lot of looking towards Rena's face, and then where she's looking.
He still seems quite an instinct driven being at this point, who's calm and cozy, with high levels of enjoying the nearness of another.
Rena might swear she sees shapes or shadows out of the corner of her eyes, in this otherwise stark and tech riddled room, but any quick glance proves it's her imagination firing off.
Just staying put isn't helping or improving things, that's for sure. Tryko'sam's not being helpful in the least either. Friendly, like a puppy, sure, but that's about it.
Well, there wasn't much else he could do now....maybe if he could keep it talking.
"Okay, so I get that you're trying to mess with me. I just don't understand why. You're a freaking archdaemon.....what difference does it make to you who I'm attracted to? Do you really think I'm going to be manipulated by that? This is hardly the first time someone has tried to bully me," he said defiantly, hoping to draw out the conversation to give time for some kind of reinforcements to show up. Which would have been more inspiring if it hadn't ended with a coughing fit. It was much harder to breathe in here without his flight suit.
Mech Bay, Destroyed
Well, there wasn't much else he could do now....maybe if he could keep it talking.
"Okay, so I get that you're trying to mess with me. I just don't understand why. You're a freaking archdaemon.....what difference does it make to you who I'm attracted to? Do you really think I'm going to be manipulated by that? This is hardly the first time someone has tried to bully me," he said defiantly, hoping to draw out the conversation to give time for some kind of reinforcements to show up. Which would have been more inspiring if it hadn't ended with a coughing fit. It was much harder to breathe in here without his flight suit.
The shifting and whirling walls, with the Sigils, display further signs of their alterations-- and soon enough, they will change.
There's only a moment of silence, especially after the coughing, "Tut tut-- Hero. I am not bullying you, I am doing what is in my nature, seeking to unravel you before you become ...more than you are. This is how I show my interest in something as great as you might be, while ignoring half-breeds and mistakes of chaotic breeding. It goes deeper than mere attraction-- though you might not grasp that, yet. As for ... titles? Only yours matters right this moment. Any one of my so called ilk would do similar, in a fashion of their reflection, to end you before you grew. It's a compliment, really. We are fueled by our hatred, our natures, so simple yet oft made complicated."
The ground shifts a few more times, and then one of the walls takes on a face of sorts, the surface of metal shifting as easily as the surface of a pond would, turning to peer Jeran's way. Vare and David could tell that the thing's attention was on Jeran at this time, though the room continued it's conversion into a death pit, filled with the acidic air, chemical fumes and fire destroying breathable air. Only the fires provided illumination now, Vare might 'see' the surrounding more and more as the deeper Abyssal planes usually are.
Peering over it asks, "Does that make sense, Hero? I name thee-- naught for what you were called at birth, but for what your potential is-- that is your threat and interest to me. The potential you hold right now, is what compels my attention. The line between Love and Hate, and I will always choose the latter, my existence allows no other choice. I will be rewarded for this, even if I hate my own existence, I hate what you represent more."
With a chuckle, it then says, "Think of it. Self sacrifice- you entertain the notion, I did not have to say much to prompt that thought. The nobility, the gesture you can offer so many others. Renounce any Love for your peers, and I will steal that away to consume and unravel. You would not lie, would you, Hero? That's all it would take. No more Love, ever. Only the cold, unflinching depths of a rational mind. Does that make it more tempting than the alternatives?" The row of toothy grin after that, makes it all the more frightening when spoken.
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Jeran bowed his head and there was a long moment of silence from him as he appeared to be thinking things over.
"Sidon. It's not a name that would mean anything to you, but it means the world to me. He was my little brother. He was still very young when our father died, and not much older when he was killed by my uncle out of pety spite. *cough, cough* If you had made me that offer when I was ten, I would have taken it and thanked you for it, I was that desperate to get away from the pain. But I'm not ten anymore. *cough, cough* I remember Sidon every day. I got justice for him, but that wasn't enough. Everything I ever learned to believe about the strong being meant to protect the weak instead of ruling over them, it was all for love of my brother. *cough, cough* Which is why I am willing to sacrifice my life if it will save the people here. I don't want to die, but I accepted that possibility the first time I put on that flight suit. *cough, cough* But I can't accept this offer. I know what I would become without love. A monster. I can't save the people of this world from destruction by becoming a creature of it myself. My answer is no," he said, falling to his knees as a stronger coughing fit shook his body. He wasn't going to last much longer in this poisoned air, especially while talking so much.
Sun ponders a moment.
you are correct, Lang probably does not fully understand what a gift like that means. and I know that he wanted to give you something special. a weapon is something he saw you prized. he also trusts you to use that weapon wisely.Lang does not use weapons, except for his staff, but he knows that weapons are a part of the world. they are a tool that can be used for good as well as evil. If the time ever came that such a weapon is needed, you would be there to stand by his side. he trusts you.
as far as weapons being allowed, one thing that is important to note, this temple does train its monks in the use of weapons, including swords and spears. only those that are skilled in their use will be carrying such a weapon, lang believes you are skilled enough. wear that blade with honor. you are a guest of Lang, none here will question or challenge you.
Sun hope that he has explained everything but then suddenly as a side note Oh, would you want to put on a demonstration of your skills? I can be sure it is arranged.
Midori nods as Sun speaks, listening intently while gripping the silk package tightly to her side.
"It's not just a tool... it's a symbol. The gift of a weapon is... for us it means trust. Lots of trust." Midori frowns at her own word choice, apparently failing to select a better word. Despite her proficiency, Common is still clearly a second language. "It means you trust that person will never have need to turn that weapon on you." she shakes her head again, a bit frustrated with her inability to express herself.
"I will wear it. Thank you, Sun-san."
At the mention of giving a skills demonstation, Midori immediately blushes to her ears, her head dropping down a little. "Anoo... I don't... think I would like being the center of so much attention." she says somewhat squeakily.
Sun puts a hand on her shoulder and smiles assuredly Lang does trust you. more than you probably know. and he hopes you have the same trust in him.
as for the demo, if you are not comfortable, then we will not mention it any further.
Mech Bay, Destroyed
Jeran bowed his head and there was a long moment of silence from him as he appeared to be thinking things over.
"Sidon. It's not a name that would mean anything to you, but it means the world to me. He was my little brother. He was still very young when our father died, and not much older when he was killed by my uncle out of pety spite. *cough, cough* If you had made me that offer when I was ten, I would have taken it and thanked you for it, I was that desperate to get away from the pain. But I'm not ten anymore. *cough, cough* I remember Sidon every day. I got justice for him, but that wasn't enough. Everything I ever learned to believe about the strong being meant to protect the weak instead of ruling over them, it was all for love of my brother. *cough, cough* Which is why I am willing to sacrifice my life if it will save the people here. I don't want to die, but I accepted that possibility the first time I put on that flight suit. *cough, cough* But I can't accept this offer. I know what I would become without love. A monster. I can't save the people of this world from destruction by becoming a creature of it myself. My answer is no," he said, falling to his knees as a stronger coughing fit shook his body. He wasn't going to last much longer in this poisoned air, especially while talking so much.
It's a look of disgust on the features of the wall-face, while watching Jeran speak. Clearly the mere re-counting of the tale is disturbing to the creature.
"A Hero, through and through. You are a greater threat than you even suspect-- and the lure to my Hate. I knew your potential as you stood defiant against my jailer. Even if out of ignorance. You ... mortals, disgust me. Life disgusts me. You have choices before you-- one you reject, though the prior offer remains. I wish to leave here, there is nothing immediately I need, and my desires can be staved for another time. But it is YOU, Hero, that bound this room. Revert it as to before, or welcome in a new gateway to the Abyss within your very halls. Soon the one will be many-- many more. Act now, before you lose your soul to the horrors of destruction in it's rawest form. Born in opposition to Existence's birth."
Jeran's shoulder glows, as the light seems to usher out from within his flight suit, warming him and soothing his fears, while the creature speaks. There's a rise in it's tone, a slight urgency when it speaks.
The Sigil's continue their changing, turning where once white before, an orange, hue-ing towards red. Closer now to their perverted state.
The entire Mech Bay shudders and the walls ripple, though it seems to want to scream, the walls can only buckle at the violation of their form in silence.
Vare took the helmet and shoved it on rapidly, grimacing at Jeran's words. Yes, beings of Creation, but not beings of good. There was a reason the Realms Above and the Realms Below had fought since time immemorial with no clear victor: they were anathema to one another. A double-edged blade. Just as that which is holy cleanses the profane, so too did evil corrupt that which is pure. Vare needed a third option. Luckily, he had one.
With a single word of power, all else in the room froze.
As reality returns to it's normal pace, it seems that the army Jeran requested appears, as light floods into the room. Though it is initially difficult to tell due to the radiance of the creatures summoned, it seems like the creatures are... off, somehow. Like a child dreamed them up. They are rife with exaggerated proportions and there's an almost cartoony look to them
"Nothing can match the creative power of dreams." Vare says simply, as his army goes to work.
Tyrrin nods along as Ace goes through the list, with a slight frown at the thought that, a few months ago, she might've pinned the brutal attack on the gentle giants of Zren and Rikken merely because of their species. "Don't forget faculty as well." she noted distractedly as the bird tried to get Jaiye's attention.
"I doubt this will help, but it won't hurt either." Tyrrin says as she casts a spell on Jaiye.
"Alright Ace, I think we should break for now. Lunch is getting on and our brains need food to focus properly. We won't help anyone by starving. But we should start going through the list and seeing who we know has an alibi."
Lucas is about to tell off the impudent little girl who seems to be speaking to him with words of unacceptable levels of disrespect when he hears his sister cry out. Seeing this as vastly more important than showing her roommate her place, Lucas casts a spell and shrouds her door in darkness. He then jumps into the door and disappears causing a ripple in the darkness around the door.
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Seconds later a small blood red bird flys out of the shadow on the underside of his sister and is momentarily disoriented flapping his wings, a red and gold colored bird larger than the first swoops after it and it dives more gracefully and circles the other avian outsiders above them.
It takes Lily serveral moments to gain her wings after her hasty exit from the building, and then there's another brief moment when Lucas appears below her where she almost loses control again as the currents of air twist unexpectedly.
::Dammit Lucas, can't a lady have some privacy!!:: her telepathic voice is angry, but there under the anger there is laced fear and panic in equal measure.
Lily banks away from her flight path, trying to put some distance between her and her brother for the moment.
He looked at her in stunned disbelief. "How new are you? That was last week's quota. This week just got started. So far at least one possible apocalyptic event that folks are attemtping to avert. And if the aschen are running around there might be two. Today. That I know of. And that's just potential apocalypse, not just garden variety disaster. We've got some of that going on too." He shook his head. "Maybe we've all been doing too good a job at hiding all this crap.......I really should talk to somebody about that.....or not.....it's.....probably not my responsibility anymore.....huh. That's just......weird," he said, his voice trailing off as the reality of not actually being on call if the world needed saving finally started to sink in. "Is this what normal feels like? I'm not sure I like it."
Illithia just rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out at Keme. "Don't be such a drama queen. The multiverse has survived this long, I'm sure it'll survive a while longer. And I'm pretty sure being able to turn into a fox with five-tails precludes you from being "normal"." The word normal comes complete with air quotes!
She tilts her head to the side slightly and the celestial fox makes a fantastic leap and lands square on top on Keme's noggin, doing it's best to balance there. "So like, are you gonna be a drama-llama or are we gonna find something fun to do?"
Kitty sat in the middle of the remains of the first three shelving units. Monkeys had seeming like such a good idea at the time....
One of the monkeys dropped something floppy and rubbery into her lap. Another set of monkeys were playing keep away with what looked like a knit cap. She grabbed it as they scampered past her.
"Ummm.....I think I might have found something? Well, the monkeys found it.....sort of...."
Ardiente does indeed seem to be quite distressed, though he lays Raelle down on the bed as instructed with the utmost care and attention. "She was working on... some kind of... I think they called it a rift. She went there with magical protection to analyze it and came back like this." Ardiente said, never having felt more stupid in his life before. If only he'd understood better...Nix listens to Ardiente without pausing in his examination, then responds with the air of someone who is distracted from the conversation by the task at hand., "Yes, I can see. She is simply exhausted and has not deactivated the abilities that exhausted her. Was she doing any kind of extensive analysis or anything like that? Pattern recognition..." His voice trails off.
"I think it's probably safe to assume the answer to that question is yes," Tamina said, taking pity on an obviously panicked Ardiente.
Jeran stood up, bolstered by the healing powers of Vare's summoned creatures.
"The broken sigils aren't changing! They're not working at all! Dave, smash the sigils! Smashing things is what you're good at, right?" he yelled, picking up a broken beam again and smashing it into the wall.
Tyrrin nods along as Ace goes through the list, with a slight frown at the thought that, a few months ago, she might've pinned the brutal attack on the gentle giants of Zren and Rikken merely because of their species. "Don't forget faculty as well." she noted distractedly as the bird tried to get Jaiye's attention.
"I doubt this will help, but it won't hurt either." Tyrrin says as she casts a spell on Jaiye.
"Alright Ace, I think we should break for now. Lunch is getting on and our brains need food to focus properly. We won't help anyone by starving. But we should start going through the list and seeing who we know has an alibi."
"Sounds good...Ow! Biting is not a good way to communicate!" she scolded the raven. "Okay, I guess I'll catch up to you guys. I have to figure out what this things wants. It probably belongs to my brother," she added with a sigh.
He looked at her in stunned disbelief. "How new are you? That was last week's quota. This week just got started. So far at least one possible apocalyptic event that folks are attemtping to avert. And if the aschen are running around there might be two. Today. That I know of. And that's just potential apocalypse, not just garden variety disaster. We've got some of that going on too." He shook his head. "Maybe we've all been doing too good a job at hiding all this crap.......I really should talk to somebody about that.....or not.....it's.....probably not my responsibility anymore.....huh. That's just......weird," he said, his voice trailing off as the reality of not actually being on call if the world needed saving finally started to sink in. "Is this what normal feels like? I'm not sure I like it."Illithia just rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out at Keme. "Don't be such a drama queen. The multiverse has survived this long, I'm sure it'll survive a while longer. And I'm pretty sure being able to turn into a fox with five-tails precludes you from being "normal"." The word normal comes complete with air quotes!
She tilts her head to the side slightly and the celestial fox makes a fantastic leap and lands square on top on Keme's noggin, doing it's best to balance there. "So like, are you gonna be a drama-llama or are we gonna find something fun to do?"
"So much fun," he said dryly as he lifted the celestial fox off his head and set it down. "I already feel like I'm interacting with my age group back home," he added, rolling his eyes. Not that this girl would know that his age group was the kitsune equivalent of toddlers. His faster aging had made for a very lonely childhood. "Guess I'll just have to stick to the drama. Saving the world might not be my problem anymore, but finding the person who hurt my friend still is. So unless you think investigations are fun, then you'll just have to find someone else to torment."
"So much fun," he said dryly as he lifted the celestial fox off his head and set it down. "I already feel like I'm interacting with my age group back home," he added, rolling his eyes. Not that this girl would know that his age group was the kitsune equivalent of toddlers. His faster aging had made for a very lonely childhood. "Guess I'll just have to stick to the drama. Saving the world might not be my problem anymore, but finding the person who hurt my friend still is. So unless you think investigations are fun, then you'll just have to find someone else to torment."
Illthia dismissed the fox with a wave of her hand and the summoned creature returned to the aether. The purple colour of her ink drains into black over the course of a few seconds. There's a moment of hesitation where her bemused expression fades somewhat, but it returns. Being the halfling equivalent of a mood ring makes hiding your emotions kinda hard, but she tries anyway, playing the role of the badass who doesn't give a crap.
"Well, if you're gonna, like, actually do something instead of whining, I'm in. This about what happened on the weekend?"
"I think it's probably safe to assume the answer to that question is yes," Tamina said, taking pity on an obviously panicked Ardiente.
"Yes!" Ardiente answers just a little too loudly for the indoor setting. "Sorry, yes. It's one of her specialties. I think. I'm not really sure how it works."
Dave snorts and casts the spell himself from a scroll and says "it's be best if I remain mobile, but if you're so concerned, I'm covered now""Dave, stop being an idiot and get inside the [expletive deleted] circle!" he bellowed.
He then switched on the radio in his suit.
"Kevin? I really hope you can hear this....Things are not going well here. There's a good chance that....well, I just need you to take care of things for me if I don't make it. Protect the girl. Whatever happens here, we can't let them keep thinking of us as playthings. We keep fighting for better. Promise me that. And...and I'm not sure that the school wards can hold this thing. You need to get to the Headmaster. He'll know who to call on to stop this from turning into a slaughter. Don't hesitate. Speed is of the essence."At this point he took off his helmet, followed by his suit, and started putting them on Vare. "This will allow you to breathe, professor. You take this, and you start summoning things. Good things. This is a being of destruction so summon things that represent creation. You start and you keep going for as long as you can. Summon an army. We're gonna need it. We can't take it out, but we can slow it down long enough to save the others."
Dave snorts at the not so subtle jab at his perantage muttering "come on now some originality would be appreciated, keeps it entertaining at least" but then Jean nearly collapsed and Dave sighs and flys over to the member of their party not able to breathe and casts air bubble on him same as he had on himself earlier "darn fool thing to do, taking off that suit, the professor and I are spell casters, I'd assume he'd know such a useful and simple spell, you still need to breathe though" just after that he was surrounded by elementals "you summoned fire elementals? Wait no not fire, positive energy I suppose that's useful, now get something that can flush him out of the ground, maybe a bunch of elder earth elementals!"Jeran bowed his head and there was a long moment of silence from him as he appeared to be thinking things over.
"Sidon. It's not a name that would mean anything to you, but it means the world to me. He was my little brother. He was still very young when our father died, and not much older when he was killed by my uncle out of pety spite. *cough, cough* If you had made me that offer when I was ten, I would have taken it and thanked you for it, I was that desperate to get away from the pain. But I'm not ten anymore. *cough, cough* I remember Sidon every day. I got justice for him, but that wasn't enough. Everything I ever learned to believe about the strong being meant to protect the weak instead of ruling over them, it was all for love of my brother. *cough, cough* Which is why I am willing to sacrifice my life if it will save the people here. I don't want to die, but I accepted that possibility the first time I put on that flight suit. *cough, cough* But I can't accept this offer. I know what I would become without love. A monster. I can't save the people of this world from destruction by becoming a creature of it myself. My answer is no," he said, falling to his knees as a stronger coughing fit shook his body. He wasn't going to last much longer in this poisoned air, especially while talking so much.
Jeran stood up, bolstered by the healing powers of Vare's summoned creatures.
"The broken sigils aren't changing! They're not working at all! Dave, smash the sigils! Smashing things is what you're good at, right?" he yelled, picking up a broken beam again and smashing it into the wall.
Dave grins, his many sharp teeth exposed for all to see "it's but one of many things at which I excel, very viscerally pleasing too," he says before shooting off with blinding speed impaling his diamond hard enchanted sword arm through one of the key sidgils, completely destroying it and chucking a powerful bolt of fire at one of the others to damage it.
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Lucas is about to tell off the impudent little girl who seems to be speaking to him with words of unacceptable levels of disrespect when he hears his sister cry out. Seeing this as vastly more important than showing her roommate her place, Lucas casts a spell and shrouds her door in darkness. He then jumps into the door and disappears causing a ripple in the darkness around the door.
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Seconds later a small blood red bird flys out of the shadow on the underside of his sister and is momentarily disoriented flapping his wings, a red and gold colored bird larger than the first swoops after it and it dives more gracefully and circles the other avian outsiders above them.It takes Lily serveral moments to gain her wings after her hasty exit from the building, and then there's another brief moment when Lucas appears below her where she almost loses control again as the currents of air twist unexpectedly.
::Dammit Lucas, can't a lady have some privacy!!:: her telepathic voice is angry, but there under the anger there is laced fear and panic in equal measure.
Lily banks away from her flight path, trying to put some distance between her and her brother for the moment.
through their telepathic bond lilly can sense feelings of bashfulness before it's replaced with stubbornness ::you cried out in fear and possibly pain, you didn't show up for lunch and you allowed some third party whom I have not met speak on your behalf, forgive me for being concerned::
"So much fun," he said dryly as he lifted the celestial fox off his head and set it down. "I already feel like I'm interacting with my age group back home," he added, rolling his eyes. Not that this girl would know that his age group was the kitsune equivalent of toddlers. His faster aging had made for a very lonely childhood. "Guess I'll just have to stick to the drama. Saving the world might not be my problem anymore, but finding the person who hurt my friend still is. So unless you think investigations are fun, then you'll just have to find someone else to torment."Illthia dismissed the fox with a wave of her hand and the summoned creature returned to the aether. The purple colour of her ink drains into black over the course of a few seconds. There's a moment of hesitation where her bemused expression fades somewhat, but it returns. Being the halfling equivalent of a mood ring makes hiding your emotions kinda hard, but she tries anyway, playing the role of the badass who doesn't give a crap.
"Well, if you're gonna, like, actually do something instead of whining, I'm in. This about what happened on the weekend?"
"Yeah. Not the big something. Someone took advantage of the chaos to attack a girl. And ever since they've been luring girls off campus to attack them. Whoever is doing this is some kind of telepath. They give their victims false memories. I've been trying to find them, but so far....well, we're really short on clues. This person is really good at covering their tracks. Just....don't go telling the entire student body or anything, okay? Panic won't help us catch this person. But a fresh perspective might. If you really do want to help."
"There we go. That's all I'm looking for - simple answers to simple questions. Thank you sir."
"Now, please tell to me about why you're here at Avalon. I ask because your file doesn't show any of the normal reasons for enrolling in this particular school..."
Repp leans back again, nonchalant in his attitude. "I needed a place that would challenge me, and I enjoy meeting new people. It seemed like a natural place to be. Though, I think I probably should've seen if there were any openings for teaching instead."
"Yeah. Not the big something. Someone took advantage of the chaos to attack a girl. And ever since they've been luring girls off campus to attack them. Whoever is doing this is some kind of telepath. They give their victims false memories. I've been trying to find them, but so far....well, we're really short on clues. This person is really good at covering their tracks. Just....don't go telling the entire student body or anything, okay? Panic won't help us catch this person. But a fresh perspective might. If you really do want to help."
Illithia blinked and looked around at the hallway, her smirk becoming genuine again for just a moment. "Might not be the best place to chat, then." Once again, she sticks out her tongue at Keme, though it's obvious her heart isn't really in it. "And of course I want to help. Duh. Just cause I don't take myself too seriously doesn't mean there aren't things that should be taken seriously."
Illithia glances at the cart that Keme was hauling and casts a quick spell, and the cart shortly begins to move on it's own.
"We should, like, go to my room to talk then. My roommate won't mind." Illithia says off-handedly, "Name's Illithia by the way, but you can call me Illy if you like."
through their telepathic bond lilly can sense feelings of bashfulness before it's replaced with stubbornness ::you cried out in fear and possibly pain, you didn't show up for lunch and you allowed some third party whom I have not met speak on your behalf, forgive me for being concerned::It takes Lily serveral moments to gain her wings after her hasty exit from the building, and then there's another brief moment when Lucas appears below her where she almost loses control again as the currents of air twist unexpectedly.
::Dammit Lucas, can't a lady have some privacy!!:: her telepathic voice is angry, but there under the anger there is laced fear and panic in equal measure.
Lily banks away from her flight path, trying to put some distance between her and her brother for the moment.
::You are forgiven! But now you've seen that I'm completely fine and absolutely nothing is wrong!:: Even without the slight hysteria Lucas is feeling through the link, that would be a pretty obvious lie as even Lily's flying seems hap-hazard and a bit manic, which is not a particularly safe way to be flying.
Fei keeps his senses primed as he approaches Vai, in case this is another feat of illusion by his opponent.
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1d20+42He stops for a moment as he sees her face. Material is briefly sent into the air once more as the floor beneath the young monk's feet cracks and buckles.
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With the help of his Lace, Fei manages to rein in his powers before the room is leveled. He kneels down by Vai's barely moving form, trying to gauge his ability to stabilize her condition without either killing her or returning her to consciousness...
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None of Fei's considerable senses or instincts tell him that there is any illusory magic or deception present, and so he approaches and begins examining her condition.
There's massive damage to her chest and abdomen, and major breaks in several of her limbs, including a pair compound fractures in an arm and a wing. Massive internal bleeding as well as likely a concussion and a host of other injuries that should be fatal.
Were it not for the fact that she slowly seems to be healing, knitting herself back together, Fei would say that she had mere moments to live. Instead, as it stands, there appears to be some sort of regeneration or fast healing magic in play. She'll probably be conscious again in a few minutes at this rate.
Mech Bay, Destroyed
The illumination from the instantly appearing Positive Elementals, along with the Deva's sudden Holy Aura are blinding, but not to the people near or around it. The same 'warmth' that Jeran feels, flows through even stronger bolstered now by the Army of that are about.
Given their size, though, some of the bigger Elementals aren't quite in the Aura's radius-- but that's neither here nor there.
Sigils are skewered by one hand, and blasted by another attack, helping in disrupting their purpose. One might question the why-- but in Vare's vision, definitely useful. For anyone with any Arcane skill, definitely useful.
A snarl of disgust, as there's even MORE Life in the Mech Bay, and the beam smacks soundly into where the face was before. Sure it breaks the metal, or bends somewhat, but if there's any actual damage done to the other, that's not clear.
"Annoying gnats! I will return one day, especially now that I've been armed as I have with a sampling of your spirits! Your puny magics mean nothing to one such as me. Our dance will continue another time, Hero. Consider yourself of interest-- good luck with the conflict of meaningless gains. You are just play things! ALL OF YOU!!! Meaningless and empty!!!"
The room buckles some more, the walls shudder and waves of the physical shift and move, compressing and expanding as reality shifts beyond it's ability or origins should. In a massive hurling and twisting of metal and stone behind it, breaking through where beam or sword hand pierced through, it shifts into a singular formation as one might do invoking a master spell beyond mortal keen-- and then an implosion occurs, draining into it, all life, energy and foulness of the fire borne airs.
Ripping the Prime Material open, and blending the darkest nether reaches of the Abyssal or beyond, together, results in a death field and implosion. Those within the Holy Aura and protective warding are untouched by this, while a few of the Elementals struggle to avoid the pull and are irrevocably pulled in and compressed, slain outright to vanish from existence. It's a sort of reverse 'flash', as utter darkness and cold spreads out from within, since everything warm and alive is drawn and sucked towards the pinpoint center, a mini-black hole of destruction.
Then, just as suddenly, a silence returns. The room is devoid of any breathable air (choke if you cannot breath/hold your breath/have a spell going) and horribly bent and twisted into a shape that hurts the eyes to look at, it's bent form heralding unspoken horrors in form alone that would drive lesser beings to raving madness.
...anyone associated with the school, or sensitive to it's sentient nature, would feel the backlash of it's pain and suffering, having touched Destruction and is now tainted, not unlike suddenly getting a cancerous growth immediately and instantly, only to have that removed just as soon as it spawned. Nothing gentle just happened. The walls would weep if they could. Angels would turn away, if not Deva level.
The arrows on the wall flicker oddly before becoming stable again.
"I wonder what that was about."
"Yeah. Not the big something. Someone took advantage of the chaos to attack a girl. And ever since they've been luring girls off campus to attack them. Whoever is doing this is some kind of telepath. They give their victims false memories. I've been trying to find them, but so far....well, we're really short on clues. This person is really good at covering their tracks. Just....don't go telling the entire student body or anything, okay? Panic won't help us catch this person. But a fresh perspective might. If you really do want to help."Illithia blinked and looked around at the hallway, her smirk becoming genuine again for just a moment. "Might not be the best place to chat, then." Once again, she sticks out her tongue at Keme, though it's obvious her heart isn't really in it. "And of course I want to help. Duh. Just cause I don't take myself too seriously doesn't mean there aren't things that should be taken seriously."
Illithia glances at the cart that Keme was hauling and casts a quick spell, and the cart shortly begins to move on it's own.
"We should, like, go to my room to talk then. My roommate won't mind." Illithia says off-handedly, "Name's Illithia by the way, but you can call me Illy if you like."
"I'm Keme. Thanks for the help with the cart. I, uh.....haven't had much chance to interact with many of the other students during my time here. Are you new? Or did I just never run into you before?"
"I think we're going to have to tunnel our way out. I'm not sure the school is in any shape to help us after what just happened."
"That was was anticlimactic..."
"I think we're going to have to tunnel our way out. I'm not sure the school is in any shape to help us after what just happened."
"I could always just leave the way I came, since I was strong enough to go through these wards before we dresroyed those sidgils so I'm definitely strong enough now, sit tight and I'll get some help to get you guys outa here"
He says before porting away with a rush of wind----------
And appearing in front of the headmaster and the goo dragon "hey Mr headmaster, figured you should know what's going on with the wards, there was a big daemon dude, vare said it was an archdaemon, it possessed one of the mechas and I wen't in to knock it around, but it ran like a bi- er like a coward *cough* it tried to reverse the wards to make them into some kind of beacon so we had to smash several of the sidgils, and now he's gone, but I doubt this is the last we've seen of him, I didn't have a chance to knock him around enough to put some fear into him yet, oh and both of the others are still stuck inside, but I'm about to go fix that,"
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And unless someone stops him he appears in the hospital facing ardente with raelle behind him "hey, Mr Ardiente, how's it going?" He says with a smile but doesn't give him a chance to respond before continuing with "listen, I need a favor, there are a couple people trapped in the wreckage of the hanger at school, where an archdaemon just left, and the air isn't exactly clean there and I need someone to get them out and I know you're good with rock and I... Wait.. What are you doing in the hospital..." He says turning around and his wings collapse and he slumps down "no... Raelle... What happened?" He reaches out his hand as if to touch her but retracts it significantly before contact was made, jumping back as though he was burned
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::You are forgiven! But now you've seen that I'm completely fine and absolutely nothing is wrong!:: Even without the slight hysteria Lucas is feeling through the link, that would be a pretty obvious lie as even Lily's flying seems hap-hazard and a bit manic, which is not a particularly safe way to be flying.
::you don't sound "completely fine", don't lie to me sister dear, I know you, I've lived with you all your life, What. Is. Wrong.::
While David is talking to the headmaster, there is a knock on the door.
Vickory eyes everything curiously.
Jessa just stares through the open door, stares at Vickory and her entourage, and is generally completely confused about what is going on around the headmaster's office. There is a wry amusement to her voice as she mutters to herself, "I guess I have been waiting for the headmaster to answer his door for no reason. Apparently one simply barges in."
Vickory looks questioningly at Jessa, "I thought they were just being rude."
Nix jerks his head up from his examination of Raelle as Dave teleports into the room, a severely annoyed look blooms across his face as Dave speaks, and his voice is very curt when Dave reaches a hand toward Raelle, "Do not touch her, whoever-you-are! Kindly take your problems and urgent mission out of my examination room. Ardiente, please show this person how to leave this room since he seems intent on speaking with you."
Vickory turns to girl, "Crazy things happen around here. Very rude things too, but no one will hurt you here. The doors and walls are more likely to be hurt as you can see, but not people."
"I'm Dave, and... I'm not going to touch her..."
"I'm Keme. Thanks for the help with the cart. I, uh.....haven't had much chance to interact with many of the other students during my time here. Are you new? Or did I just never run into you before?"
"Oh, I've been here a while." she says, idly waving a hand as the starts at a trot so that Keme doesn't have to shorten his strides for her sake. "Like, a year and some change maybe. School's pretty big though, and getting bigger all the time, so it's no surprise we missed each other."
"So is bein' foxy your only power?" Illithia asks in a vaguely flirty way, though something tells Keme that it's probably just her MO.
They're making pretty good progress towards the dorms and will be there in short order.