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"I'll be honest and say I have no clue about Faeries.""Nala already managed to look at it. Whatever it was, it obviously scared her. Nearly froze me, too. She mentioned something about her magic being different, as well, because when I tried to dispel the cold, it just got worse. Something to do with ancestral enemies or... Something like that.""Ancestral? The Faerie Courts have faced whatever this is before then. That's both useful and daunting. The Courts are not the... easiest organization to deal with."
"In that case maybe it would be a good thing to find whatever they have that passes as a historian in their Courts and arrange for a meeting to discuss this."
When Dave blushes, Tybalt does as well, putting one hand on his hip and the other behind his head, looking away. Maybe the two would have to settle for being vice-chairmen of the Awkward kingdom, at least in regards to each other. His hand positions leave the cardboard box hanging ponderously in the air for a moment before he catches himself and picks it back up, disappearing for half a second and back again without the box of magic supplies.
"Oh, no problem. I like making presents. And it hardly costs me anything to make, not with all the supplies I get here. Even when I want other tools, I totally don't save up your stray feathers to buy them. Especially not that pair of adamanite scissors I saw in the market the other day..."
He looks left and right, making it obvious that he was 'lying' with the intention of it being obvious.
"I could teach you how to make clothes if it's something you're interested in. The nice stuff like this I use Mending magic to stick fabric back together along the edges. It takes a lot of practice to keep it from just turning back into the sheet you start with. But I can teach you how to do it the regular way too. Maybe you could show me some of your enchanting work in exchange. I've been looking deeper into it now that I have supplies and I'm in one place for more than a couple days."
He moves a couple tools over and takes a seat on a work bench. "So, you were involved in the champion thing last week? I still feel bad about not being able to help. It was like my first day on the job and I'm in the infirmary for the big thing going down."
"I got rezzed specifically for the Champion thing last week. And then got allowed to stay since I picked the right side. It's been...weird. I mean, this is where I came from, but when I sent Ephebe back here after the time demon thing....I mean, I was dead. I didn't think I was coming back, you know? So now I am back and everyone keeps thinking I'm her and it's....complicated. Extra complicated since I was kinda possessing her as a ghost for a while after I brought her here, so it's an understandable kind of confusion, but then I moved on, went to the afterlife, which was highly boring honestly, I do not recommend, and everyone else moved on without me. So yeah. That happened."
"Anyhow, on to more cheerful subjects that don't involve me whining," she said with an overly bright smile. "Most of my sewing skills involve sewing sequins on things. So many sequins. And I kind of specialize in extradimensional pockets. Like handy haversack type pockets. Used to just do extradimensional space, but when you're using them to store ammo, you really need to be able to get at what you want right away. Don't want to hit someone with Slow when you meant to use a Cure Serious, or vice versa, you know? Oh, and indestructible toe shoes. Because breaking in toe shoes absolutely sucks. Anything to avoid that much foot pain again. Pretty sure you can use that same type of enchantment on any type of shoes, but I've never needed to on anything but dance shoes. And I'd love to learn how to sew properly. That is a cool trick with the mending. I don't think I've ever seen anyone else do that.""Also I tend to talk a lot and usually too fast, so uh, sorry about that," she finished sheepishly.
"In that case maybe it would be a good thing to find whatever they have that passes as a historian in their Courts and arrange for a meeting to discuss this.""I'll be honest and say I have no clue about Faeries.""Nala already managed to look at it. Whatever it was, it obviously scared her. Nearly froze me, too. She mentioned something about her magic being different, as well, because when I tried to dispel the cold, it just got worse. Something to do with ancestral enemies or... Something like that.""Ancestral? The Faerie Courts have faced whatever this is before then. That's both useful and daunting. The Courts are not the... easiest organization to deal with."
"Soooo......expedition into the wilds of the Library then?" Sadie asked uncertainly.
"Yes, at first. If that doesn't turn up any leads... we might have to petition the Courts themselves for help. Not something I'm particularly wanting to do, mind you. I've already dealt with them once in this lifetime."
Aron quietly fidgets, unsure of what to say, wholly shure he's missing something.
As they approach the building (factory two), Ghalen can hear a metallic skittering sound coming from inside. The lights are out, but there is the sound of equipment moving in the dark as well.
Ghalen raises a closed fist to let Elektra know to stop. He switches to low light (not his own, just tech in the helmet) and takes a quick glance into the building to see what was making the noise, and get a quick count.
"So if we can't find what we need in the Library, how do we get in touch with a representative of the fey court? Should we need that sort of information."
"Well, if it ended up helping get stuff done, I guess... But I can't always let you fight my battles for me. I agreed to all this so that I could help people, not be unconscious while the world is about to end."
He crosses his arms and looks a little grumpy which really only serves to make him look cute.
He looks back to Andromeda, adjusting his bracelets on one wrist. "That does sound like it would be an issue. Have you considered dying your hair? I think it's fun. You can look however you want and be different from everyone else."
He smiles as he runs a paw through the teal, lavender and royal blue streaks at the front of his David Tennant-esque haircut.
"I'm not usually one for sequins. They kinda get everywhere. I prefer shimmer fabric or light enchantment. But I could actually use some extra dimensional space help. This ring here helps me to access a storage space I have, but I have to have a closed space of the right size to be a portal for things I pull out. Once or twice I've had to make some... very awkward and... uncomfortable... consessions on where to produce things from in a pinch, and I'd like to make that less of an issue. And don't worry about the talking. I have 6 older sisters, so I'm used to talking and listening fast."
"So if we can't find what we need in the Library, how do we get in touch with a representative of the fey court? Should we need that sort of information."
"You let me handle that. The fey are.. best handled by someone who can see a trick or worse coming."
The young elf who was slowly shrinking into the shadows pipes up for the first time in the conversation. "Adon's anti-magical field has gotten a significant boost in power ever since he made a pact with one Sir Alonne. The library is powerful magic, but I am uncertain if it can hold up against the redoubled force of Adon's power."
"So if we can't find what we need in the Library, how do we get in touch with a representative of the fey court? Should we need that sort of information.""You let me handle that. The fey are.. best handled by someone who can see a trick or worse coming."
"Adon's antimagic was interfering with the function of the school building itself on the way here. The arrows went all fuzzy when he tried to use them. Is that going to be a problem in the library? I know that things work differently there. Not sure how much of it is magical or not."
As their shuttle touches down near Jeran and Etain's location at the outskirts of Kuros, the rear loading ramp descends and Fei steps out to scan the surrounding area for the others.
Due to the risk of running across the recent refugee arrivals here, his nanosuit has reverted to its more mundane gi 'form' so as to not draw any undue attention or alarm.
"Well, if it ended up helping get stuff done, I guess... But I can't always let you fight my battles for me. I agreed to all this so that I could help people, not be unconscious while the world is about to end."
He crosses his arms and looks a little grumpy which really only serves to make him look cute.
He looks back to Andromeda, adjusting his bracelets on one wrist. "That does sound like it would be an issue. Have you considered dying your hair? I think it's fun. You can look however you want and be different from everyone else."
He smiles as he runs a paw through the teal, lavender and royal blue streaks at the front of his David Tennant-esque haircut.
"I'm not usually one for sequins. They kinda get everywhere. I prefer shimmer fabric or light enchantment. But I could actually use some extra dimensional space help. This ring here helps me to access a storage space I have, but I have to have a closed space of the right size to be a portal for things I pull out. Once or twice I've had to make some... very awkward and... uncomfortable... consessions on where to produce things from in a pinch, and I'd like to make that less of an issue. And don't worry about the talking. I have 6 older sisters, so I'm used to talking and listening fast."
"No, I never even considered dying my hair. Something to think about. Maybe just a streak or two. Just not purple. Then I'd look like Grandma."
She shrugged. "Sequins are kind of a necessity for dance. Not sure why. Mostly tradition. I do occasionally resort to glitter paint instead. But nothing sparkles under the spotlights quite like sequins. And you get used to living in a perpetual glitter storm after a while. Plus it helped keep my brothers out of my closet. Well, I mean not always, you have lots of siblings, you know how it is. But it cut down on the amount of closet involving pranks I had to put up with.""That does sound...uncomfortable. So yeah, I can definitely show you how to make handy pockets. Whenever. My schedule isn't exactly full these days. I'm still getting settled in, trying to catch up on all the stuff I missed while I was dead. It was apparently a very busy year."
adon blinks a few times.
"I uh, hadn't even thought of that being a problem."
As their shuttle touches down near Jeran and Etain's location at the outskirts of Kuros, the rear loading ramp descends and Fei steps out to scan the surrounding area for the others.
Due to the risk of running across the recent refugee arrivals here, his nanosuit has reverted to its more mundane gi 'form' so as to not draw any undue attention or alarm.
Jeran nodded in greeting. "Lot of panicked people went through here. Grease stains and burn stains on their clothes. Tang of cut metal. Nothing else that I could smell. Pretty sure whatever they were running from is still at the factory."
Etain waved to the new arrivals. He looked distracted, but he always looked distracted, so it was hard to tell if it actually meant anything.
"Dang, six older sisters, as an only child I don't know weather to pity or envy you... But honestly if I can spare you any danger I'll do it, I am staggeringly difficult to kill, after all."
He looks to andromeda and opens his mouth a couple of times trying and failing to find words before choosing a different... Safer topic.. "when you make your indestructible shoes do you make them harder to damage, or do you make them repair any minor damage done to them"
"Dang, six older sisters, as an only child I don't know weather to pity or envy you... But honestly if I can spare you any danger I'll do it, I am staggeringly difficult to kill, after all."
He looks to andromeda and opens his mouth a couple of times trying and failing to find words before choosing a different... Safer topic.. "when you make your indestructible shoes do you make them harder to damage, or do you make them repair any minor damage done to them"
"Repair. Definitely repair. It's not that hard to work a constant mending effect into the shoes anyways. I tried it the other way, but it completely wrecks the texture of the shoe. Trust me, they're not supposed to be that slippery. Thankfully I just broke my leg and not the mirror. That would have been a disaster. It's a lot easier to fix a shattered leg than a shattered mirror."
"Seriously? A broken mirror is just a second level spell to fix, or a quick application of fire and a mold, but a broken leg would require either time in a cast or something like restoration or heal or regenerate... Plus broken limbs hurt."
"Adon's antimagic was interfering with the function of the school building itself on the way here. The arrows went all fuzzy when he tried to use them. Is that going to be a problem in the library? I know that things work differently there. Not sure how much of it is magical or not.""So if we can't find what we need in the Library, how do we get in touch with a representative of the fey court? Should we need that sort of information.""You let me handle that. The fey are.. best handled by someone who can see a trick or worse coming."
adon blinks a few times.
"I uh, hadn't even thought of that being a problem."
"That is.. unusual. But no, I don't think it will cause any major issuses in the library. While they are created by magic, they aren't magical anymore. Except the books that aren't but those are held in a pretty secure place."
adon chuckles a bit nervously, knowing full well he snuck into that "secure place" a while back.
"Seriously? A broken mirror is just a second level spell to fix, or a quick application of fire and a mold, but a broken leg would require either time in a cast or something like restoration or heal or regenerate... Plus broken limbs hurt."
"Pfft. Shows what you know. Those mirrors are huge. Like wall size. We're talking multiple castings of Make Whole and pray nobody finds out before you've got it all cleaned up. As long as it's not a compound fracture, you can totally take care of a broken leg with a Cure Crit. A heal if it's a really bad break. And if you think I'm worried about pain, you don't know much about ballet. It does a real number on the feet. I usually need healing spells after practice. That's just normal."
"Maybe I'm just biased, I'm used to having limbs that are rather hard to break, being more or less made of magically hardened stone, so anything that can actually break my bones tends to snap the limb clean off...."
"Oh I know what you mean. I've been here like two weeks and I already feel like I've done more stuff than apparently nine years of planet hopping. But a good deal of that was cryo sleep and extended speed travel, so it only felt like two or three. Plus I haven't really aged too much in the five or six years I've experienced normally since, well, this." He pokes a temperature gauge and it falls quickly past the bottom line on the dial.
"Long story short, I both totally understand missing stuff and that a lot goes on here."
He laughs quietly when Dave gets all chivalrous on him. "I'll remember to use you as a shield in PE, then."
He grins at Dave while shooting him center mass with a tiny frost bolt.
He looks back to Andromeda, glancing at her face before reaching into one of Dave's tool boxes and producing some color swatches of fabric, holding them up between his eyes and Andromeda.
"I think you'd look good with green or gold. Gold would just look like a blonde streak though. Maybe like silver... nah, the sheen wpuld fade and just look like you're going grey. A gradient of red to yellow could be cool. Hot pink maybe. I dunno, there's lots of colors."
He tosses the bundle behind him and into a garbage bin, but the same flash of light he'd had when he pulled it out occurs and it's not in there if it's checked.
Ghalen ducks back out, and tells Elektra...
"There's little arachnid...thigns...skittering about, and the machinery is working on building a shuttle. It seems there's some power, after all."
Jeran nodded in greeting. "Lot of panicked people went through here. Grease stains and burn stains on their clothes. Tang of cut metal. Nothing else that I could smell. Pretty sure whatever they were running from is still at the factory."
Fei nods in response to Jeran's worrisome news.
"Before we met for the briefing this afternoon, I had started an investigation into some...unusual behavior in Assembly 1 after a conversation with Foreman Kellos. He has been reporting power fluctuation issues and parts disappearing for several weeks."
"I had diagnostics running on both issues when we were deployed to rescue Raelle. If I can access the terminal in Assembly 1, it may give us some more information. I have a feeling these are not coincidences."
Etain waved to the new arrivals. He looked distracted, but he always looked distracted, so it was hard to tell if it actually meant anything.
"Phoenix - have you found something?"
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I'm...closing off my connection to the family link for a while - the babies don't need to be sensing this, and I'm about to start having some not-so-shiny thoughts. I love you. ::
"Yikes. Yeah, not made of stone. Mental note to keep some regeneration shells around just for you," she said to Dave.
"Hmm. Well, I've always been partial to pink. It's my favorite color," she said in response to Tybalt. "So, you're some kind of cold creature then? Sorry, I'm not that familiar with catfolk to start with. Are you not a normal subspecies? Er...sorry if that's too personal a question."
Ghalen ducks back out, and tells Elektra...
"There's little arachnid...thigns...skittering about, and the machinery is working on building a shuttle. It seems there's some power, after all."
"So whatever took over the factory might be controlling the power grid?" she asked.
Jeran nodded in greeting. "Lot of panicked people went through here. Grease stains and burn stains on their clothes. Tang of cut metal. Nothing else that I could smell. Pretty sure whatever they were running from is still at the factory."Fei nods in response to Jeran's worrisome news.
"Before we met for the briefing this afternoon, I had started an investigation into some...unusual behavior in Assembly 1 after a conversation with Foreman Kellos. He has been reporting power fluctuation issues and parts disappearing for several weeks."
"I had diagnostics running on both issues when we were deployed to rescue Raelle. If I can access the terminal in Assembly 1, it may give us some more information. I have a feeling these are not coincidences."
Etain waved to the new arrivals. He looked distracted, but he always looked distracted, so it was hard to tell if it actually meant anything."Phoenix - have you found something?"
"Not really. Just listening to Elektra's running commentary. Some kind of bug or something took over the factories? I don't know. I kind of lost track of what she was saying. Too many tangents."
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[sopiler="Tamrin"]She could feel the pressure of unshed tears in her eyes as she tried to process the news. And then she pulled up her command center, heading to the staff section, selecting Jim Rivets. He had a constant connection to the system. Had being the operative word. He was gone. ::Jim Rivets is gone too,:: she said dully. ::I can't imagine anything that could take out all three of them left any other survivors. But we should probably wait to tell the kids until you have more information. I'm....going to have to make plans for what to do about his classes.:: She was focusing on the mundane aspects of what had to be organized, what had to happen next in order to avoid the emotional weight of what had happened. They were just children, for crying out loud. But that's what happened in war. ::I love you too, Tam. Always. Take the time you need. I'm here for you.::
She tried to stifle a pang of guilt as she realized that she couldn't actually shield the twins from the pain she was feeling. But there wasn't anything she could do about that.[/spoiler]
"Yikes. Yeah, not made of stone. Mental note to keep some regeneration shells around just for you," she said to Dave.
"Hmm. Well, I've always been partial to pink. It's my favorite color," she said in response to Tybalt. "So, you're some kind of cold creature then? Sorry, I'm not that familiar with catfolk to start with. Are you not a normal subspecies? Er...sorry if that's too personal a question."
"eh, nowadays I regenerate naturally, so if something like that were to happen I would just pick it up and stick it back on" he transforms the tanned fleshy skin of his arm into it's natural diamond and gold form for a moment before using the diamond claws of that hand to claw his other hand to demonstrate his regeneration.
He then chuckles at Tybalt's response to his chivalry "you'd have to stay still for more than your usual handful of seconds to use me as a shield man"
"So whatever took over the factory might be controlling the power grid?" she asked.
"It stands to reason. I'll go in and take a look around, determine if they are hostile. If they are, we'll act accordingly. Ok?"
"It stands to reason. I'll go in and take a look around, determine if they are hostile. If they are, we'll act accordingly. Ok?"
"So whatever took over the factory might be controlling the power grid?" she asked.
"Got it," she said, nodding.
"Oh, no it's fine. It isn't something I'm embarrassed of. Not any more. And no,I'm not a usual sort of thing. I was a regular temperatured folk for a while, but I kind of got into the wrong place on the wrong day and Lady Winter decided that it would be a nice birthday present to me to curse me with all this."
He exhales slightly more heavily than usual to demonstrate the fact that his breath is visible when doing so.
"I think you'd look good in pink. But not like hot pink, that's the one everyone uses. I think like magenta-pink would look good with your eyes."
Tybalt was going to respond in continuing the jest between him and Dave, but when the hybrid shifts back to diamond form and hacks his arm open, suddenly the catfolk is standing, er, floating a few feet away, facing away from the two with his ears folded back and arm over his eyes.
"Nononono, please don't..."
"Tybalt it's fine, look, see, it's already closed up," he says displaying the flawless arm to the two of them before pushing his sleeves back down.
"Got it," she said, nodding.
"Alright then. Be close, just in case." he shoulders his rifle, and walks into the building, trying to loo as non-threatening as possible as a man in full combat armor can.
Ardiente follows behind Fei, keeping an open eye for any trouble. ::"Should a few us take to the skies to provide aerial support and fire?"::
"I think that aerial surveillance is called for, given the size of the facility and whatever is still blocking communication signals," Fei replies to Ardiente. "Can you be our eyes, Scorch?"
"Tybalt it's fine, look, see, it's already closed up," he says displaying the flawless arm to the two of them before pushing his sleeves back down.
Andromeda looked a bit green as well. "I'm with Tybalt on this one. Do me a favor and not so much with the self harm even if it does heal on its own. It's...disturbing."
"Sorry..."