Roo-Spin's kangaroo kick is absorbed by the Jello but the backlash sends Spin skidding backwards 10' feet. Being a dextrous lad, he bounds to his feet narrowly avoiding being brained against a bank of lockers. Ephebe's healing touch does him wondrous good and the cocky shape-changer is back in high spirits.
The Nasima-elemental drills a small hole which is widened by a focused blast of bullets from the utterly vexed and thoroughly slime-coat dhampir youth. The Jello, seeming on the verge of responding to Fei's query, has its response drowned out by Asch's hail of bullets and the shadows' swirling, whispering attacks.
Nala leaps for the ragged opening torn in its side, but the creature clamps down before she can get more than half her body free. Diplomatic efforts all but forgotten, Fei and Sima try to wrest the squealing blonde from the creature's grip and an odd tug-o-war ensues with Fei, Nala, and Sima all being liberally coated by the whipping Slime-nado, which makes gripping Nala more than just a little problematic.
After long moments of struggle, Nala shoots free, rocketing into Fei and both fly/stumble backwards through the rubble-strewn gap into the boy's locker-room. Fei's martial arts skill prevent either of them from damage to more than their respective egos.
The creatures lets out a sorrowful ululating howl.
:: OOOUUOuuououooUOUUOouououUOUOUOUOOOUNALAMAMAMAOUOUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ::
Vakkler raises his crossbow, though he doesn't seem very confident. "Get out of here, all of you!"
He speaks to the ooze curiously. "Do not fight. No fight. Safe. Nala safe. Good."
[ooc]Tiny hand crossbow:
Damage:
The Jello reforms into a perfect cube, fully half the size it was before. It retracts its pods though it points accusatory tendrils at Ephebe who loudly chambers her 'Emergency Only' round and Asch whose body is sheathed in wispy dark tendrils that don't have positive things to say about his current mood.
:: NoloNalaHurtooooIwannaIwannaIwanna... ::
The Jello reforms into a perfect cube, fully half the size it was before. It retracts its pods though it points accusatory tendrils at Ephebe who loudly chambers her 'Emergency Only' round and Asch whose body is sheathed in wispy dark tendrils that don't have positive things to say about his current mood.
:: NoloNalaHurtooooIwannaIwannaIwanna... ::
Unbelievable. I was wrong. It's nothing like an id ooze...it's different.
"No. Come with me. Follow me. Safe. No fight."
Sinh pulls out his red bandana and wipes the slime off his face; he leans against Betsy. Excluding himself from Vakkler's order, he's determined to back up the Professor as needed.
He says quietly, "Well, this is a strange situation, no mistaking that."
Sinh pulls out his red bandana and wipes the slime off his face; he leans against Betsy. Excluding himself from Vakkler's order, he's determined to back up the Professor as needed.
He says quietly, "Well, this is a strange situation, no mistaking that."
"Quite. I think I may be right about the origination, it all adds up."
Ephebe kept her gun trained on the ooze in case it decided to become aggressive again, but held her fire while Professor Relkav tried to calm it.
The Eldritch Jello takes no offensive action. It retracts its remaining tendrils, looking now like a purple-tinged and quite immense, gooey ice-cube. It seems to watch Vakkler...
:: Nofight...nomistake...Iwannawanta...eroooo::
The Eldritch Jello takes no offensive action. It retracts its remaining tendrils, looking now like a purple-tinged and quite immense gooey ice-cube. It seems to watch Vakkler...
:: Nofight...nomistake...Iwannawanta...eroooo::
"What? Want what? You want?"
It quivers, possibly in happiness? Its colors shift subtly, favoring blues. It's 'voice' grows stronger.
:: HEY! Iwanna... I wanna... I want. UOOOUOUOUOOOOUOUU. I wanna e-en-ENROLL! Wannaknow.. ma..ther...mamather... mather! Mather? NALAmama::
Nala is shaking in terror in the corner, watching the goo cube warily.
"Nrgh?!" She made a strange strangled noise as the creature calls her 'mama'.
It quivers, possibly in happiness? Its colors shift subtly, favoring blues. It's 'voice' grows stronger.
:: HEY! Iwanna... I wanna... I want. UOOOUOUOUOOOOUOUU. I wanna e-en-ENROLL! Wannaknow.. ma..ther...mamather... mather! Mather? NALAmama::
"Unbelievable." The gamekeeper turns to the students. "One of you get the Headmaster. Tell him we may have a new student." He pauses. "But not you, Ms. Zamarosok. You leaving might upset your son."
After long moments of struggle, Nala shoots free, rocketing into Fei and both fly/stumble backwards through the rubble-strewn gap into the boy's locker-room. Fei's martial arts skill prevent either of them from damage to more than their respective egos.
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The creatures lets out a sorrowful ululating howl.
:: OOOUUOuuououooUOUUOouououUOUOUOUOOOUNALAMAMAMAOUOUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ::
"Ow."
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Mr. Sinh resists the urge to smile, "It's a little late for pre-natal care but I'm sure the school supports unwed mothers. You wouldn't be the first, Miss, to have an unplanned bundle of joy."
Ephebe lowered her gun.
must...not...laugh....out...loud, she thought, biting her lip.
Mr. Sinh resists the urge to smile, "It's a little late for pre-natal care but I'm sure the school supports unwed mothers."
:: Canbebundleofjoy here? Can schoool? ::
Nala squeezed her eyes shut tight.
"This can't be happening," she moaned.
Nala is shaking in terror in the corner, watching the goo cube warily.
"Nrgh?!" She made a strange strangled noise as the creature calls her 'mama'.
[Blink, Blink]
Fei remembers the basic manners that most people subscribe to and grabs the closest towel, throwing it around Nala as he rolls up into a crouch, catching his breath.
Sinh turns to Vakkler, biting his lip to prevent himself from grinning, "I'm sorry, Master. You were saying this fits your theory? Something about the alarming rise of teen pregnancies tied to oozes or somesuch?"
Almost as an after-thought, Sinh cracks open the storage locker and starts tossing out large towels since nearly everyone's clothing is vanishing.
Sinh turns to Vakkler, biting his lip to prevent himself from grinning, "I'm sorry, Master. You were saying this fits your theory? Something about the alarming rise of teen pregnancies tied to oozes or somesuch?"
Vakkler nods. His face seems clear of any emotion as he speaks. "I considered that, yes. But I realized more likely were Zamarosok's alchemy studies. And her teacher confirmed it." He glances at Nala, clicking his tongue. "You really should shower more often."
Ephebe grabbed a towel reflexively as it was tossed at her and then remembered that she was standing there in her underwear...and Spin was.... right there....her whole body blushed as she quickly wrapped the towel around herself.
Sinh scratches his head. "Well that is a wonder, certainly. I wonder what traits... um... 'he' got from his mama's side of the family? Er... does it work like that?"
Sinh scratches his head. "Well that is a wonder, certainly. I wonder what traits... um... 'he' got from his mama's side of the family? Er... does it work like that?"
"He'd get more from the father, actually." Vakkler's face is still inexpressive as he turns back to Nala. "On a completely unrelated matter, any idea where young Jiminy Sunwake is?"
Vakkler fiddles with his crossbow. "Although I'd guess that the ice is indeed inherited from Zamarosok."
"He's a tough one to track down, Master. Slithers away like an eel that boy does."
"He's a tough one to track down, Master. Slithers away like an eel that boy does."
"Hm. How...interesting."
She couldn't contain a laugh any longer and had to step into the hallway.
The Eldritch Jello, noting the decreased tension from everyone save Nala, happily retains its cubic shape and burbles to itself, listening and absorbing as many words as it can. It begins to hum a complicated tune it heard in the music room... while eating all the mold and mildew in the shower area.
The Eldritch Jello, noting the decreased tension from everyone save Nala, happily retains its cubic shape and burbles to itself, listening and absorbing as many words as it can. It begins to hum a complicated tune it heard in the music room.
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"Ah! And musical talent, too. Remarkable boy you have there, Zamarosok."
"Master Vakkler, I've a question touching on kobolds as I knows very little of your people..."
At a polite nod from the professor, he continues, "Do your folk throw 'baby showers'?"
"Ah! And musical talent, too. Remarkable boy you have there, Zamarosok."The Eldritch Jello, noting the decreased tension from everyone save Nala, happily retains its cubic shape and burbles to itself, listening and absorbing as many words as it can. It begins to hum a complicated tune it heard in the music room.
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Nala stared at him blankly. She was at a total loss. This was like some sort of weird waking nightmare.
"Master Vakkler, I've a question touching on kobolds as I know very little of your people..."
At a polite nod from the professor, he asks, "Do your folk throw 'baby showers'?"
The kobold looks long at Mr. Sinh. "Er...if 'baby shower' means what I think it means..."
Sinh nods, "Oh, yeah. Terms are probably a bit different. Where I grew up, new babies were a blessin' so you'd throw the mother a party with gifts for the baby - clothing, nappies, and the like. Don't know why they call it a shower..."
Sinh nods, "Oh, yeah. Terms are probably a bit different. Where I grew up, new babies were a blessin' so you'd throw the mother a party with gifts for the baby. Don't know why they call it a shower..."
"Ah! Yes, but we celebrate in bulk. All successful hatchings--and egg tenders--of the year are honored on a single day. On this day, small presents are given out to the hatched and those who assisted. There's also a bit of partying. Good food, games...quite enjoyable."
Sinh says quietly, "Well, this seems like a pretty successful hatching I'd say... I'd congratulate the new mother but she don't look receptive."
"Ummmmm.....not to interrupt, sirs, but if everyone who was hurt in the fight...errrr....oozes too as long as its going to behave now....anyways, if I could get everyone in this area here...Asch, you'll want to step back...okay that should do it."
Sinh says quietly, "Well, this seems like a pretty successful hatching I'd say... I'd congratulate the new mother but she don't look receptive."
"She will be, come the day. Of course, they don't celebrate it in Agartha. They prefer to spoil the young every year, each on their very own day. Doesn't make sense to me."
Vakkler deliberately steps out of the radius, although wounded from both today's battle and the fight yesterday.
Sinh is grateful for the healing. "Thank you very kindly Miss Ephebe. What with everything going on and all, well, I... um... just wanted to apologize for the coin thing the other day. Sorry about that."
Sinh is grateful for the healing. "Thank you very kindly Miss Ephebe. What with everything going on and all, well, I... um... just wanted to apologize for the coin thing the other day. Sorry about that."
"Oh...ummm...don't worry about it...wasn't your fault..."
Sinh rejoins Vakkler after being healed, "Well, I can't explain it much... but I think some folks want to feel individually special so they celebrate their own birth day not everyone else's. I can't say one way makes more sense than another... but it does keep things interesting, learning about other people's ways."
"Oh...ummm...don't worry about it...wasn't your fault..."
Sinh nods. "Very kind of you to say so, Miss. But I'll be more careful."
Sinh rejoins Vakkler after being healed, "Well, I can't explain it much... but I think some folks want to feel individually special so they celebrate their own birth day not everyone else's. I can't say one way makes more sense than another... but it does keep things interesting, learning about other people's ways."
"'Individually special'? That's just a nice word for 'self-important'."
Mr. Sinh laughs. "Maybe so, Master Vakkler. You could be right on that score."
As soon as he realizes the ooze is no longer a threat he calls off the shadows. The break off and suround Krays for the duration of the spell.
"That. Is. THE. Oddest."
Mr. Sinh laughs. "Maybe so, Master Vakkler. You could be right on that score."
"I should think so. No offense, but kobolds seem the only truly humble race above or below the crust."
Finally getting a hold of herself, she walks in and takes charge of the situation.
"Okay, I'm going to put some walls up. Those who need to get dressed can. Since you're all pretty much a mess I suspect most of you will need to use the dormitory showers. I'll send out a general excuse for all of my advanced class who are missing their second period class right now. I'm cancelling the regular PE class for today. You can spend what's left of class time getting cleaned up and ready for your next class. We'll have the damage in here repaired by tomorrow."
"Offense? None taken, Master. No one has thrown a party on my birthday in a very long time, and I don't miss it." Sinh gets a determined set to his jaw, "Excuse me, Master, I gotta satisfy an itch..."
He approaches the Eldritch Jello. "Bygones is bygones... but I'd like to know young Master... well, first, you need a name. Do you got one? And, second, I wanna know why you tried eating Betsy." Sinh cast an appraising eye on the area that the slime is cleaning. "You're doing some good work on that grout."
Sinh puts on his best 'brooks-no-lip-from-students' pose.