
Tybalt Baneko |

"There is no debt." He looks at the object. "Wuzzat?"
completely forgot warlock things. If there is any magic he sees it with detect magic constant. If he has any magic items that are not artifacts he knows exactly what they do. with analyze dewomer constant. If there is anything invisible he sees it. See invisible constant. It occurs to me that he already knows what the vial is/does if its magic.

Vriskra the shantak |

"sure thing, I'd be glad to help."
when vhischra speaks he responds in overly formal Alklo "it is my wish that you clarify your presumed intentions regarding the female inhabitant for no that's the wrong word of- of hew ward were she outside of hew"
She gives you a completely blank stare. "what."

Ardiente, of the Fuerte |

After his conversation with Raelle is finished, Ardiente resumes his humanoid shape... too many big people around to be completely safe in bird form. He takes stock of the cafeteria, noting one group of people - Raelle included - heading outside. Anahita. Why was she writing things down? What was that creature flitting around her?
Ardiente abandons his post in the line, much to his stomach's dismay, and heads over to his... huntress friend. "Everything alright, Anahita?" he says, glancing at the fey creature flitting around her.
Ardiente seems to be much more animated and excited now than he was this morning, perhaps whatever mood he was in this morning has faded away. He takes a seat opposite Anahita, a flame bouncing between his fingertips as he holds his hand splayed, palm up. "Would you like to go hunt?"

Treisdan Achdarach |

"No." Ryo says simply. "I know quite a few insulting terms, and not one of them would be a halfway justified cause for what you want to do. You'd be no better than they are, and I sincerly hope your friend doesn't want you to stoop to their level. You will cease this endeavor now."
:: three hours of his life in my spell, and I could change his mind, if I did not, then at least he understands what he is doing to others...::

Lang Fei |

Lang sits for a little while in the hall, then realizes there isn't going to be anyone coming out soon. so he just gets up and goes to the Home Ec room.
Their still busy in there. Guess I'll start my first sewing lesson Ignace. Lang grabs some stuff and gets ready for whatever Ignace can teach him.
for some reason Lang wants to learn but he doesn't seem to put his whole heart into it. he seems a bit distracted.

Midori Tsuyomi |

Midori notes Vriskra's strange demeanor and sudden confusion and is on her feet, placing a hand on Hew's weapon hand. "Wait, please, Hew-kun. Something isn't quite right here."
She turns to Vriskra, bows, and says. "Hello, I am Midori Tsuyomi. What is your name again, Monster-san?"

Grim Jr. |

grim pauses, presuming that he mispronounced something. he asks again this time omitting the misspeak on using 'for' instead of 'of'. he then continues still in alklo "your tone implied as to what kind of 'fun' you would have and it upset my friend here" especially given the number of Cthulhu tentacles you got there :P

Vriskra the shantak |

"Your intentions are vastly unknown and your tone didn't help. If you wish harm upon Zilla I will defend her as I have since I met her." Hew grasped the staff with one hand. He doesn't ready an attack but rather seems infuriated by the thought of what you could want to do.
"tone? I do not understand..."
The horrid, sadistic pitch returns, with the common once again, perfect."what you mean, little boy..."
She tires to smile, but it looks like the smile belongs to a cruel torturer.
Seems listening to remixes of lavender town before bed has its benefits...

Wearer of Masks |

"There is no debt." He looks at the object. "Wuzzat?"
completely forgot warlock things. If there is any magic he sees it with detect magic constant. If he has any magic items that are not artifacts he knows exactly what they do. with analyze dewomer constant. If there is anything invisible he sees it. See invisible constant. It occurs to me that he already knows what the vial is/does if its magic.
"the reason Johnny is here." Comes the vague reply... "along with this" smooth black case on the table

Headmaster Ryo |

"And eye for an eye works in theory, not practice. You can't just force someone to understand something like that. Do you know that most bullies have something they don't want others to know about that causes them to act the way they do? Three hours may not seem like a lot, but when it's three hundred years of psychological torture? I don't even want to hear a half-formed rumor that you are doing something like that. Do you understand?"

Anahita bint Tariq |

After his conversation with Raelle is finished, Ardiente resumes his humanoid shape... too many big people around to be completely safe in bird form. He takes stock of the cafeteria, noting one group of people - Raelle included - heading outside. Anahita. Why was she writing things down? What was that creature flitting around her?
Ardiente abandons his post in the line, much to his stomach's dismay, and heads over to his... huntress friend. "Everything alright, Anahita?" he says, glancing at the fey creature flitting around her.
Ardiente seems to be much more animated and excited now than he was this morning, perhaps whatever mood he was in this morning has faded away. He takes a seat opposite Anahita, a flame bouncing between his fingertips as he holds his hand splayed, palm up. "Would you like to go hunt?"
Seated on one of the Cafeteria bench/table things, is Anahita with her hair cleaned, combed and her outfit all freshened up and looking brand new.
Also, there's a notepad and some writing stick. She for a moment reacts to seeing Ardiente, and then smiles brightly, before staring at his mouth when he speaks.
With a gesture, then another to wave that first off, she pushes the pad to him for him to read. She points to the first bit of text and smiles, offering him the pen.
Hello Starlight. I am deaf due to Ehos' sonic attack. I am unsure if there is a healer that can help me, but if you know of a cleric, please let me know. This is not something I can mend myself.
What was that Third Eye ability you just demonstrated?
Then she points to the word, Starlight, and points to the small creature, if she's not vanished again by standing idle...

Tybalt Baneko |

Tybalt Baneko wrote:"the reason Johnny is here." Comes the vague reply... "along with this" smooth black case on the table"There is no debt." He looks at the object. "Wuzzat?"
completely forgot warlock things. If there is any magic he sees it with detect magic constant. If he has any magic items that are not artifacts he knows exactly what they do. with analyze dewomer constant. If there is anything invisible he sees it. See invisible constant. It occurs to me that he already knows what the vial is/does if its magic.
anything from the purple text?

Vriskra the shantak |

grim pauses, presuming that he mispronounced something. he asks again this time omitting the misspeak on using 'for' instead of 'of'. he then continues still in alklo "your tone implied as to what kind of 'fun' you would have and it upset my friend here" especially given the number of Cthulhu tentacles you got there :P
And to midori before responding to hew in the previous post...
"vriskra"

Johnny Panic |

Missed that...
First reaction: whose your friend?
Then: for revealing not only my existence, but also my location... You owe me another favor.To tyb: you are here why?
"you followed, he didn't stop you... Simple as that"
Johnny just laughs
Why I revealed nothing about 'you' as we have never meet 'you' before, I know this as I just scanned you. You fall under the 'never meet before' label, but that aside, lets say for the sake of argument we have meet before. Then when one wants to talk about revealing, on can point at the alarming and disturbing stupidity by which you just opened your mouth and informed to a 3ed party the fact I some how owe you favors your seeking to make clam on. Not only that your seeking to make a clam on me for your own stupidity and inability to protect your affairs, that's IF we had ever meet before.
Johnny leans in close to the thug
"now what should I charge you for being an ideat?"

Treisdan Achdarach |

"And eye for an eye works in theory, not practice. You can't just force someone to understand something like that. Do you know that most bullies have something they don't want others to know about that causes them to act the way they do? Three hours may not seem like a lot, but when it's three hundred years of psychological torture? I don't even want to hear a half-formed rumor that you are doing something like that. Do you understand?"
:: if I allow you to monitor the spell so I do not cause too much "torture" can I continue? :: Treisdan thinks, still chanting
CT 8:59

Vriskra the shantak |

what? What am I wronging?
What hew hears...

Melody Waverider |

Melody nods to Renkai and plays a few more chords for him emulate.
by this time since the playing is a bit louder now that they have speakers the sound can be heard further around the gardens.
perform string: 1d20 + 32 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 32 + 2 = 48
again she grants Renkai a +7 to his check and he returns a +2 bonus back to melody
the practice sounds a bit like this

Gareth Myrrdin |

"tone? I do not understand..."
The horrid, sadistic pitch returns, with the common once again, perfect.
"what you mean, little boy..."She tires to smile, but it looks like the smile belongs to a cruel torturer.
A paper ball flies through the air and hists Vriskra dead center between her eyes. A young boy, probably no more than eight years old, runs over and picks up the ball before speaking to the shantak in a strange language.
"Sorry, she's trying to not be bad and slips up sometimes." He explains to Hew.

Wearer of Masks |

The thug grins and pulls a familiar old pipe out... "two things kid... 1st you know who I am, techno mage, 2nd I know that you allowed him to follow. You made no move to stop him, you knew why I contacted you and you could probably guess the consequences... Now deliver this vial to the firebird known as Ardiente and the case to the human known as melody."

Hew Ward |

Hew starts pacing with anger. "We're leaving!" Hew stomps his way across the room toward to door. An ectoplasmic armor flowing across him. The faces of his previous tormentors still running through his eyes. His only solace is the memory of there fates.

Vriskra the shantak |

"sorry, I don't mean to scare you." the last two words are... Off...
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"Ace" |

Ace walks hand in hand with Ginni outside, and into the gardens. He finds a nice, peaceful out of the way spot for the four of them to enjoy the rest of lunch.
"Hey Rae, I see your sporting some tattoos now. I really like them. I have a few myself, wanna see?"

Renkai Urmas |

Melody nods to Renkai and plays a few more chords for him emulate.
by this time since the playing is a bit louder now that they have speakers the sound can be heard further around the gardens.
perform string: 1d20 + 32 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 32 + 2 = 54
again she grants Renkai a +7 to his check and he returns a +2 bonus back to melody
the practice sounds a bit like this
1d20 + 8 + 10 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 10 + 7 = 29
.... My 20 is in the quote.... = 45
Renkai hit every note right.

Gareth Myrrdin |

Grim seems suprised that Gareth knows Alkol and speaks in the language "you know alkol?"
"Learned it this morning." He replies as he runs to place himself in Hew's way, arms spread in a rather ineffective attempt to get him to stop.
"She doesn't mean all the bad stuff!"

Tybalt Baneko |

The thug grins and pulls a familiar old pipe out... "two things kid... 1st you know who I am, techno mage, 2nd I know that you allowed him to follow. You made no move to stop him, you knew why I contacted you and you could probably guess the consequences... Now deliver this vial to the firebird known as Ardiente and the case to the human known as melody."
"There is no new debt. there is no binding rules to put debt on me and no evidence to put debt on him/her. Unless of course you have been spying on me. And I don't like spies." The last line is deliveried in the same icy cold demeanor with arms crossed.

Anahita bint Tariq |

Ardiente seems to be much more animated and excited now than he was this morning, perhaps whatever mood he was in this morning has faded away. He takes a seat opposite Anahita, a flame bouncing between his fingertips as he holds his hand splayed, palm up. "Would you like to go hunt?"
Then, after the initial writing and offer to reply, Anahita takes the pen and paper and scribbles out another note:
I did not see your lips to understand you. Please write? it is much easier.
She then offers a big wide smile and presents Ardiente the pen and paper once more.

Melody Waverider |

Renkai hit every note right.
Melody smiles. Alright then, you my dear are ready for my first song follow the flow feel the music, play from the heart,
She set her guitar right and positions herself.
Oh wait lets crank this one up who knows we may get a fan base
She turns up the volume
perform string: 1d20 + 32 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 32 + 2 = 49
perform sing for vocals: 1d20 + 28 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 28 + 2 = 36

Mithros Phoebus |

I slipped them into a blacksmiths store. He still doesn't know why he got extra swords every so often. I'm told that my swords fetched a great price, but I don't buy it. People probobly figured out i made them, and said that to keep me happy. Being noble.... You get so much stinking respect that you aren't a person, but a object of fear and jealously, that everyone must please.
"How would they have known that you made them? Did you leave your mark on them? They probably were good swords. It's not like you don't excel at everything you do."

Wearer of Masks |

Wearer of Masks wrote:The thug grins and pulls a familiar old pipe out... "two things kid... 1st you know who I am, techno mage, 2nd I know that you allowed him to follow. You made no move to stop him, you knew why I contacted you and you could probably guess the consequences... Now deliver this vial to the firebird known as Ardiente and the case to the human known as melody.""There is no new debt. there is no binding rules to put debt on me and no evidence to put debt on him/her. Unless of course you have been spying on me. And I don't like spies." The last line is deliveried in the same icy cold demeanor with arms crossed.
Claps in a slow mocking manner...
"Bravo *clap* you finally *clap* figured it out *clap*I could see and listen through the grey box that Johnny still Carries..."
The thug smiles mockingly at tybalt...

Renkai Urmas |

Renkai Urmas wrote:
Renkai hit every note right.
Melody smiles. Alright then, you my dear are ready for my first song follow the flow feel the music, play from the heart,
She set her guitar right and positions herself.
Oh wait lets crank this one up who knows we may get a fan base
She turns up the volume
[dice=perform string1d20+32+2
[dice=perform sing for vocal1d20+28+2
Guitar 1d20 + 8 + 10 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 10 + 7 = 45
back up singer 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 8 + 10 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 12 + 3 + 8 + 10 + 7 = 41
Hew Ward |
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Grim Jr. wrote:Grim seems suprised that Gareth knows Alkol and speaks in the language "you know alkol?""Learned it this morning." He replies as he runs to place himself in Hew's way, arms spread in a rather ineffective attempt to get him to stop.
"She doesn't mean all the bad stuff!"
"Please get out of my way. I need to clear my head of this. His tone was full of anger and fear. Any who could see his face could see the fury building in it along with a tear rolling now his cheek. He clutch the staff holding it as if ready to strike out at any moment.

Vriskra the shantak |

"what I do? I don't... But..."

Tybalt Baneko |

Tybalt Baneko wrote:Wearer of Masks wrote:The thug grins and pulls a familiar old pipe out... "two things kid... 1st you know who I am, techno mage, 2nd I know that you allowed him to follow. You made no move to stop him, you knew why I contacted you and you could probably guess the consequences... Now deliver this vial to the firebird known as Ardiente and the case to the human known as melody.""There is no new debt. there is no binding rules to put debt on me and no evidence to put debt on him/her. Unless of course you have been spying on me. And I don't like spies." The last line is deliveried in the same icy cold demeanor with arms crossed.Claps in a slow mocking manner...
"Bravo *clap* you finally *clap* figured it out *clap*
I could see and listen through the grey box that Johnny still Carries..."
The thug smiles mockingly at tybalt...
"I am afraid that this is a serious infringement on my privacy. And if you feel my accidental seeing you incurs a "favor" on this person then I will have to rule that your accidental viewing of me does incur a fee as well. Because you are so keen on using favors as currency I will keep with this as equivalent exchange. As you now ow me a favor I would like to call in a favor of you."

Ardiente, of the Fuerte |

Sorry for the delay. The missus arrived at home.
Ardiente is pleased at Anahita's apparent exuberance and returns her bright smile. He follows her gestures and reads the notepad... and the fire he had been bouncing disappears.
He looks her over once again, before taking the pen and writing.
You were hurt? Who is Ehos and why did he attack you? I'm sorry, I do not know of any clerics here. Perhaps the infirmary? I'm sorry, I do not know.
He looks a little deflated from before - perhaps worried at Anahita's condition, and his own feelings of helplessness

Aanandareavekki |

"It's kind of difficult to explain, but would seeing it help?Taron slowly takes his dragon form, letting the room grow to accomadate him easily. With a moment of concentration, green fire dances across his purple scales. When the fire goes out Taron is covered in runes from tail tip to snout.
::Do you think Dad will be mad I got a tattoo?:: Taron asks, a small, sad grin on his draconic face.
::I think the tattoo is the least of his worries. And I also think that things may start getting better on that front soon. I had a talk...okay actually it was more like a horrible fight with your father this morning. We worked things out. Don't expect things to be perfect, but this family is not falling apart over this....Now. The tattoo....is this the ritual you followed to turn the planet right side out? You need to walk me through this.:: her mental voice was crisp and not at all tolerant of self-pity.

Vriskra the shantak |

that last, terrible image persists until hew is out of sight of vriskra.