"I wouldn't worry about it so much, Mithros. Everybody in that room has some form of military experience," he said, tapping the folder in his hand. "At least, that's what the write-ups the boss sent say."
"I wouldn't worry about it so much, Mithros. Everybody in that room has some form of military experience," he said, tapping the folder in his hand. "At least, that's what the write-ups the boss sent say."
"I wouldn't worry about it so much, Mithros. Everybody in that room has some form of military experience," he said, tapping the folder in his hand. "At least, that's what the write-ups the boss sent say. So I'm pretty sure that they are able to handle themselves alright. Different people have different styles of dealing with stress, that's all. I withdraw and do the whole lone wolf thing. You, my friend, kind of turn into a control freak. I'm guessing some of those guys joke around, sometimes too much. None of us should be allowed to take those coping strategies too far or the whole thing breaks down. I'm just suggesting that it's helpful to recognize that you're not the only one who's stressed out."
He grimaced. "Definitely not the only one. The last time I was in charge of a group of people it ended in a violent coup. Here's hoping not to repeat history."
"No, I mean more public perception. We're more or less the defenders of the universe, here. I'd like the people of Agartha to be confident in us and our abilities..."he shrugs "But you're right. I need to not stress over that, PR is probably the boss' fight. I'm putting the cart before the horse a bit...
Anyway, a violent coup with giant robots will look cooler, at least..."
he says with a chuckle.
After several more minutes of sitting together in pleasant silence, Phaezeriel shifts slightly, causing Vai to sit up and release him. He 'speaks' as she does, ::I am sorry to abandon you to the eggs and the silence, but I must seek out one of my patients; it is time to resume her treatment. I will see you later, okay?::
He rises, gathers up the empty trays and leaves the hatchery. After dropping the trays off in the cafeteria, he brushes a wall with his hand and flies off in search of Nala.
"I wouldn't worry about it so much, Mithros. Everybody in that room has some form of military experience," he said, tapping the folder in his hand. "At least, that's what the write-ups the boss sent say. So I'm pretty sure that they are able to handle themselves alright. Different people have different styles of dealing with stress, that's all. I withdraw and do the whole lone wolf thing. You, my friend, kind of turn into a control freak. I'm guessing some of those guys joke around, sometimes too much. None of us should be allowed to take those coping strategies too far or the whole thing breaks down. I'm just suggesting that it's helpful to recognize that you're not the only one who's stressed out."
He grimaced. "Definitely not the only one. The last time I was in charge of a group of people it ended in a violent coup. Here's hoping not to repeat history."
"No, I mean more public perception. We're more or less the defenders of the universe, here. I'd like the people of Agartha to be confident in us and our abilities..."he shrugs "But you're right. I need to not stress over that, PR is probably the boss' fight. I'm putting the cart before the horse a bit...
Anyway, a violent coup with giant robots will look cooler, at least..."
he says with a chuckle.
Jeran snorted. "Thanks, man. You always know how to make me feel better. Come on, let's go break the bad news to the newbies. I've got their list of call sign names right here, and I am absolutely sure they are not gonna like it. The boss has a twisted sense of humor."
After several more minutes of sitting together in pleasant silence, Phaezeriel shifts slightly, causing Vai to sit up and release him. He 'speaks' as she does, ::I am sorry to abandon you to the eggs and the silence, but I must seek out one of my patients; it is time to resume her treatment. I will see you later, okay?::
He rises, gathers up the empty trays and leaves the hatchery. After dropping the trays off in the cafeteria, he brushes a wall with his hand and flies off in search of Nala.
Nala is in her office updating patient information in the system.
She cocks her head slightly to one side, then shrugs and nods. She speaks a couple of unintelligible words and a silent illusion springs into existence beside her. The animated image shows a rather cartoonish looking Alys skipping through a forest and climbing into the pan of a very large bear trap where she settles down to wait."Someone has been luring girls off campus or out of the town or the refugee camps and murdering them. The murderer has some kind of psychic abilities as they plant false memories in their victims making them remember someone close to them being behind the attack. We're trying to catch them and stop them. That girl, Ginni," he said, nodding towards the bed, "she was one of the victims, but she has powerful psychic abilities of her own. Instead of giving her false memories, the killer shattered her mind. We're trying to set a trap to catch the killer, but the girl who was going to act as bait backed out."
"That's the super short condensed version. Obviously there's more to it than that."
"I'll take that as a yes," Keme said with a grin. "So what do you say, Ace? You cool with proceeding as planned, but my cousin Alys taking Illy's place?"
Mel goes to Arthur and Andomeda, Hey you know what, Susan's ship here is powered by harnessing the power of an exploding star as it becomes a black hole trapped in time. it's all rather confusing.
turning to Andromeda, those cyborg creatures, do yo know what they looked like?
Mel goes to Arthur and Andomeda, Hey you know what, Susan's ship here is powered by harnessing the power of an exploding star as it becomes a black hole trapped in time. it's all rather confusing.
turning to Andromeda, those cyborg creatures, do yo know what they looked like?
"That sounds pretty amazing actually. I am definitely going to want to hear more about that once we get you back to this universe where you belong."
"Umm...it's kinda hard to remember details. Secondhand memories," she added with a shrug. "They were...silver I think. Kinda blocky. A bit like him," she said waving a hand towards Hermes, "but way less streamlined."
Nala is in her office updating patient information in the system.
Phaezeriel, not wanting to disturb any small children with a flying demon, will come to her office through the infirmary. He lands softly outside her door and knocks politely.
Mel thinks for a bit, I wonder if Susan knows anything about them, but I can't ask her as I am only a SIM and I don't have full access to all the ship's data in this SIM.
So, lets say we make a detection device to find the weak spot to pass the bomb device between dimensions.
SIM Mel then starts to draw up some basic schematics.
I didn't tamper with anything, it just happens to be what powers Susan's ship that's all, I didn't touch it or examine it or anything. no be nice and help us out.
"Yeah, but I know how her ship works. It's like a primitive version of my sister. They've used the black hole to trap a piece of the time vortex. It's perfectly safe. Well, mostly safe. There is the slight chance of a universe destroying bang if the core were to be breached. But there's security measures to stop that. Well, probably. I mean, sure there are plenty of people who might know how to get around those. But I'm sure this Susan has probably updated the security systems somewhat so that not just anybody could get into her ship. So it's almost certainly perfectly safe. Whereas you were trying to do something almost perfectly unsafe. As in has never been done without disastrous consequences. No need to get tetchy just because I know more about this subject than you," she added with an annoyingly cheerful smile.
Mel goes to Arthur's side, leaning on his shoulder, stick with me, and you'll probably get more than your fill of timey wimey stuff. she assures him with a wink.
Ace is quiet for several long moments, contemplating, his eyes continuously flickering back to Ginni. Finally he speaks "No. Actually I'm not. No offense to your cousin, but there's already been too many lives lost. The girl I love lies in a comma, her mind shatter by this bastard. One of the sweetest people I have ever met has had her world torn asunder, as not only did this monster kill her, but he also slaughtered all the innocent animals she took care of. If this killer is going to be taken down, I'm going to do it myself. However, I'll still need help"
He looks at Alys, noting the silent exchange between her and Keme, as well as the illusion, and makes a deductive leap "I'm going to guess you have some problem similar to Ehos which prevents you from speaking. Would a telepathic bond between all of us be helpful?"
"This is personal for me too, Ace. Kitty is my best friend, and I'm the one who found her body. Hell, I'm the one who's been lurking around gathering up clues, and going out and interviewing people in the town and camp to get information about the victims who weren't from the school. So, if you have a better plan than the one to lure the killer out with bait while the rest of us lie in wait to catch him, the plan you've had me setting up and gathering stuff for all week I might add, then do please tell. I'm all ears," Keme said, visibly frustrated.
He looks at Alys, noting the silent exchange between her and Keme, as well as the illusion, and makes a deductive leap "I'm going to guess you have some problem similar to Ehos which prevents you from speaking. Would a telepathic bond between all of us be helpful?"
Alys' expression falls and she shakes her head as the illusion fades. She speaks a short phrase, and though her words come out completely unintelligible, the sound of them seems to shiver and crawl its way along the spines of any who hear them while the utter dependability of reality shivers slightly.
"I'm going to guess that's a no then, Alys? No worries, seems Keme can sort of communicate with you." He flashes her a reassuring smile. "If the rest of you wouldn't mind, I would like to set up the telepathic bond anyways, to prevent our foe from overhearing us"
Lang shows Gareth where everyone is. and makes some introductions. he offers Gareth some of his dinner.
"Is it okay if I try and make food? I can't really figure out my magic really well, but I've been seeing a spell lately I'm pretty sure makes food. Only thing is I might end up in the infirmary if I can't do it right..."
"I'm going to guess that's a no then, Alys? No worries, seems Keme can sort of communicate with you." He flashes her a reassuring smile. "If the rest of you wouldn't mind, I would like to set up the telepathic bond anyways, to prevent our foe from overhearing us"
"Alys can understand, but her communication problem is the same for every form of communication. Probably worse for telepathy. Would probably be quite the headache. As far as I understand it anyways. Yeah, sure, go ahead. I'm not positive the killer still can't overhear us that way, but whatever advantage we can get," he says with a shrug, still annoyed.
Lang shows Gareth where everyone is. and makes some introductions. he offers Gareth some of his dinner.
"Is it okay if I try and make food? I can't really figure out my magic really well, but I've been seeing a spell lately I'm pretty sure makes food. Only thing is I might end up in the infirmary if I can't do it right..."
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"Oh, that'll be okay. They're super nice in the infirmary. I end up there all the time," Chara said breezily.
"Alys can understand, but her communication problem is the same for every form of communication. Probably worse for telepathy."
Alys nods her head slowly and with a very exaggerated motion at this, eyes a little wider than before.
"Its OK Alys, if this goes accordingly, all you need to do is look tough. No words will be necessary, at all" He's doing his best to make her feel included, despite the communication issues.
"Well, we can swim in salt water in the SIM rooms if we want," she said agreeably. "But I don't like the SIM rooms. My weather magic doesn't work well in there because none of it is real and there's almost no actual moisture in the air. It's just simulated moisture. Blech. Seriously, that place is like a desert. I totally prefer using the actual pool," she said, starting to focus on calling up a mostly gentle wind, waving her arm back and forth over the pool to get the waves started.
"Yeah this is way better!"
Once the waves get going, he dismisses his armor and falls in, another attempt at a cannonball.
Ace concentrates a few moments, and forms a collective, like he had seen Phaez do so often. He links up the four of them, and explains his idea. ::"Ok, so here's the plan. I'm going to attempt psychic contact with Ginni and try to trace the killer through her connection with him. Its entirely possible that once I find him, I will still need to confront him in the physical world. At which point, Keme, you are more than welcome to come and join me in kicking his ass."::
He pauses, gathering his thoughts ::"The trap is a good idea, and I know you worked hard to try and set this up, and I greatly appreciate that. But I feel the risk to another young lady is just not worth it. That she's your cousin Keme, and I consider you a friend, makes me even less inclined to want to put her life on the line. What if we fail, and she dies? Murdered horribly before our eyes? I do not think either of us want to go through that, and while resurrection is always possible, I feel better if we didn't even need to worry about that. I'm sorry if you disagree Keme, but this is my decision. I know I am not the only who was affected by this killer, and I can't force you to continue to help me, but I would be grateful if you did."::
He turns to Ty ::"We're going to need four scrolls of Mind Blank, one of Screen and one of Dimensional Lock As class president, I'm hoping you'll be able you'll have 'easy' access to them."::
Turning to Tamina, he asks ::"I hope your acting skills are up to par. Once I get started, I want you to *race* to find Phaez, and do your utmost best to make it seem like I did this all on my own, headstrong to end this threat once and for all. Then get him back here asap. If something goes wrong, he might be the only one who can help"::
Looking back to Keme he adds ::"You and Alys have a more simple task, yet potentially the most dangerous. If you'll agree to help me, I want you two stand guard outside Ginni's room. Should the killer show up, you'll be the first line of defense. Also, don't let anybody but Phaez and Tamina in, and make sure you know its them."::
Phaezeriel, not wanting to disturb any small children with a flying demon, will come to her office through the infirmary. He lands softly outside her door and knocks politely.Nala is in her office updating patient information in the system.
"Come in," she calls out in a brisk tone. She is sitting at her desk, still wearing her lab coat when he enters the room.
"Oh, hello Phaezeriel. I was just reviewing my patients records, making sure that everything from this week was entered in the system correctly. Is there something I can help you with?" she asked, her tone considerably warmer now.
"Well, we can swim in salt water in the SIM rooms if we want," she said agreeably. "But I don't like the SIM rooms. My weather magic doesn't work well in there because none of it is real and there's almost no actual moisture in the air. It's just simulated moisture. Blech. Seriously, that place is like a desert. I totally prefer using the actual pool," she said, starting to focus on calling up a mostly gentle wind, waving her arm back and forth over the pool to get the waves started.
"Yeah this is way better!"
Once the waves get going, he dismisses his armor and falls in, another attempt at a cannonball.
Janie makes sure that she has the wind going at the right pace to keep the waves going for a good long time before she follows suit, jumping into the pool with a few steps running start. She comes up laughing as she works to keep her head above water with the constant up and down of the waves.
...Ace concentrates a few moments, and forms a collective, like he had seen Phaez do so often. He links up the four of them, and explains his idea. ::"Ok, so here's the plan. I'm going to attempt psychic contact with Ginni and try to trace the killer through her connection with him. Its entirely possible that once I find him, I will still need to confront him in the physical world. At which point, Keme, you are more than welcome to come and join me in kicking his ass."::
He pauses, gathering his thoughts ::"The trap is a good idea, and I know you worked hard to try and set this up, and I greatly appreciate that. But I feel the risk to another young lady is just not worth it. That she's your cousin Keme, and I consider you a friend, makes me even less inclined to want to put her life on the line. What if we fail, and she dies? Murdered horribly before our eyes? I do not think either of us want to go through that, and while resurrection is always possible, I feel better if we didn't even need to worry about that. I'm sorry if you disagree Keme, but this is my decision. I know I am not the only who was affected by this killer, and I can't force you to continue to help me, but I would be grateful if you did."::
He turns to Ty ::"We're going to need four scrolls of Mind Blank, one of Screen and one of Dimensional Lock As class president, I'm hoping you'll be able you'll have 'easy' access to them."::
Turning to Tamina, he asks ::"I hope your acting skills are up to par. Once I get started, I want you to *race* to find Phaez, and do your utmost best to make it seem like I did this all on my own, headstrong to end this threat once and for all. Then get him back here asap. If something goes wrong, he might be the only one who can help"::
Looking back to Keme he adds ::"You and Alys have a more simple task, yet potentially the most dangerous. If you'll agree to help me, I want you two stand guard outside Ginni's room. Should
::Alright, you make a fair point. You're right, I don't want to see Alys get hurt. Plus I'm not sure my grandfather could take it, not after...well, anyways,:: he continued, shying away from the subject of his recent death and resurrection. ::I get it. And I'm sorry I'm so cranky. I haven't slept for like a week trying to catch this guy. Well, the occasional odd nap, but an hour here and there is not the same thing. Just...Ace, are you sure about this? I thought that contacting Ginni's mind was supposed to be dangerous.::
"Oh, that'll be okay. They're super nice in the infirmary. I end up there all the time," Chara said breezily.
Gareth looks at Chara and nods. His own trips to the infirmary had confirmed this, and the pain made him wary of trying, but... well, she was pretty. He ran off to a safe distance, knowing there might be collateral damage(his poor room suffered so much!) and tried to pluck the spell from the magic around him and cast it...
...only to near instantly be shunted off into the infirmary before the backlash can outright kill him. Even then twenty foot area around where he'd been looks like a small meteor hit it.
Final Score
Pretty Girl: 0
Inexperiance: 1
Vis starts out of his trance.
"What? Uh. Boom?"
"Yes, that was in fact a boom. .. ..." He says pounding his fist into his open hand.
adon keeps walking after the noise, changing direction if it happens to be different frm the way he was going. Unable to run properly due to the gaping hole, he uses his not so busy hands to tie his clothes so they cover the hole visibly.
Following the noise, Adon comes to another hallway where there is fighting going on. Sadie has turned her forcefield shield into a personal sized hamster ball and is currently bowling down the hall, running over the guards in her way while they can't get at her.
"I'm gonna go to the infirmary then. It's always nice when there's someone waiting for you when you get done getting patched up. Anyone wanna come with?"
adon keeps walking after the noise, changing direction if it happens to be different frm the way he was going. Unable to run properly due to the gaping hole, he uses his not so busy hands to tie his clothes so they cover the hole visibly.Following the noise, Adon comes to another hallway where there is fighting going on. Sadie has turned her forcefield shield into a personal sized hamster ball and is currently bowling down the hall, running over the guards in her way while they can't get at her.
adon narrows his eyes. This is very much not what he expected. He walks behind, likley unable to catch up due to his inability to actually run after her, at least for a while- after a few moments, a second shadow of an armored man manifests next to him, and his free arm starts to form a hazy black aura. Forgetting about the pain in his gut at the sight of combat, he darts foreward, trying to go around sadie's ball at first- and if not possible, he will attempt to touch it with disjunction.
"I'm gonna go to the infirmary then. It's always nice when there's someone waiting for you when you get done getting patched up. Anyone wanna come with?"
Vis nods.
"I figure I might as well. Just in case I'm needed..."
Jeran snorted. "Thanks, man. You always know how to make me feel better. Come on, let's go break the bad news to the newbies. I've got their list of call sign names right here, and I am absolutely sure they are not gonna like it. The boss has a twisted sense of humor."
::Alright, you make a fair point. You're right, I don't want to see Alys get hurt. Plus I'm not sure my grandfather could take it, not after...well, anyways,:: he continued, shying away from the subject of his recent death and resurrection. ::I get it. And I'm sorry I'm so cranky. I haven't slept for like a week trying to catch this guy. Well, the occasional odd nap, but an hour here and there is not the same thing. Just...Ace, are you sure about this? I thought that contacting Ginni's mind was supposed to be dangerous.::
::"It probably is rather dangerous, but I'm hoping its less dangerous than letting the killer continue to roam free. Aka, let's hope the risk is worth the reward."::
::Alright, you make a fair point. You're right, I don't want to see Alys get hurt. Plus I'm not sure my grandfather could take it, not after...well, anyways,:: he continued, shying away from the subject of his recent death and resurrection. ::I get it. And I'm sorry I'm so cranky. I haven't slept for like a week trying to catch this guy. Well, the occasional odd nap, but an hour here and there is not the same thing. Just...Ace, are you sure about this? I thought that contacting Ginni's mind was supposed to be dangerous.::::"It probably is rather dangerous, but I'm hoping its less dangerous than letting the killer continue to roam free. Aka, let's hope the risk is worth the reward."::
::Just so we're clear, I don't approve of this. But I will help anyways,:: Tyrrin said primly before leaving to fetch the scrolls she didn't have with her.
::You're going to need more than those scrolls you asked Tyrrin for,:: Tamina said, starting to pull ingredients out of the belt pouch she always wore as Tyrrin hurried off to get the extra scrolls. ::Protection from Evil for a start. So Ginni's demonic side doesn't gobble you up.:: She held the mixed powder in her hand and blew it into Ace's face. ::Now, let's see, what else?:: She pulled out a different powder and blew it at Keme. ::That should take care of the fatigue. And there has to be something more...Here we go, this one will improve charisma. And this one for wisdom. You may need both if it becomes a contest of personalities. With the killer or with Ginni.:: she said mixing two different colored powders together before blowing them at Ace again. ::And...I can't think of anything else...Are you really sure about this?::
At this point Tyrrin returned with the scrolls he had requested. ::Yes, that's my question exactly. You realize that there is a good chance that you might make things worse?::