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"Kill it? Kill it?" Valory asks dumbfounded, before heatedly suggesting "Better idea, let's try and get by it and let the collapsing building fall on it and then the police can deal with the remains."

But... what Walter says does make her think over the things actions for a moment (well as much as she can think with all the chaos going on), "Actually it looked more like it was scared." and digs a quarter out of her purse, brow creasing as she mentally pokes her book. A few moments of mumbling later the coin starts to glow and she tosses it at the thing.

[ooc]Alright, cast light on a quarter and toss it towards monster.
Ranged Attack Roll: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Recharge on Light: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Contrary to every horror movie she's ever starred in, Valory does not immediately scream at the top of her lungs at the sight of... whatever that is. No, instead her mouth shuts with an audible click and she goes very quiet and very still, mind racing as her book mentally nudges her with it's one offensive attack.

A magical dart. Great.

Oh hey, it ran away! "We should try to get through before it realizes that..." that we're terrified of that thing.

I'm here, RL being a pain, will post in the actual thread in a bit. Sorry for the delay.

Valory eyes the ruined exit, not exactly thrilled with the prospect of going deeper and 'maybe' finding a way out, but getting crushed and-or burned to death wasn't any better. Still glowing she shrugs and follows after Aiden.

Right, forgot to mention using my light special ability last post, sorry! Now for it to fail at a dramatically appropriate moment.

How specific do I have to be about the type of animal I can speak with? For example, could I chose birds or would I have to specify owls or hawks?

Do a Willard and pick rats! They're decently dangerous in a swarm, easily replaceable/hideable. So we'd have shock troopers and scouts!

Juuuust kidding.

Yes! Magic is real and she has a magical book! She's going to be (even more)rich and (even more)famous! Assuming this isn't some sort of hallucination anyway and if she can figure out how to calm her book dow-

Valory's plans for world media domination abruptly cutoff as the second shudder rumbles through the building.

"That, did anyone else feel that"the blonde starlet replies, though her voice has gone oddly flat. As she finishes talking the darkness is suddenly chased away by a soft glow from the young woman, the light hitting the walls in a splash of colors, skin, hair, clothes, every bit of color that's on her shades the glow like a stained glass window.

"Earthquake! Let's go people, this is not a good place to be right now. Try to avoid getting too close to the bookshelves when we get upstairs." she advises moving at not-quite a run before she opens the door, now nearly as afraid as her book. She (mostly) grew up in Cali after all and quakes were never fun.

Ok, not sure if we're locked in or a bunch of monsters are waiting on the other side to eat out souls or whatever~ But current plan is to get the heck out of the building.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Perform (Acting): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

The moment the lights go out a bloodcurdling scream rips through the room, an ear-shattering sound with a decade of practice and vocal training behind it trapped in the room.

"Oh, sorry, force of habit." Valory's disembodied (but otherwise normal) voice says into the gloom a moment later. "Did anyone else feel that?

@Denton:Val is more... doesn't believe, but is happy to play along, scare herself, and probably have a trippy time. She spends too much time playing pretend as an actress to be anything but skeptical. (Should be fun when she finds out different)

MU was mostly because A:Her parents can't complain (prestigious graduates), and B:Annoy her parents (Prestigious crazy graduates)

@Walter: No worries, I'm sure my character will pick up the slack (until she dies horribly).

I saw it less as an unwillingness to learn and more as a 'We're not observing all the safety procedures we could!' which includes checking for pranks.

Of course we're talking safety procedures for hocus pocus so uh, nobody bought it. Which is odd considering the university ;)

Then again, it wouldn't be an interesting horror movie if people listened to the sensible one?

Oh hey, he can be our Worf!

Also sorry for not posting sooner, long weekend and spent Sunday catching up on sleep.

(Sporks themselves are just a myth anyway.

In reality what you have is a carnivorous spoon.)

Valory had paused with a forkful of food halfway to her mouth when the professor started talking about hallucinogens, only relaxing a little when he assured them he wasn't going to drug them (that was a little suspicious in itself, like someone saying 'Drink this! It's not poison!') but aborts eating after that, setting her fork down and pushing the plate away as casually as she can.

"I'd like to amend my earlier volunteer...ism. I'm up for trying this as long as it doesn't involve sacrificing anything." the starlet states when she sees the pentagram. Her tone is light though and a bit excited, obviously she's (sort of) joking and interested in doing this. She has no problems trying to open her mind to read a magic book, she was the girl that would bring the ouija board to sleepovers after all...

Taking an open spot she opens her book and lets it flip to a random page. They're trying to communicate right? So let the book do the talking.

"Safety measures? Right, someone run upstairs and grab the saltshaker in case we do summon something." she teases with a wink.

Val eyed Derleth interestedly, that sounded suspiciously like a séance! Perhaps she wasn't as dour as she looked. Fun and extra credit? "I'm in!"

Val shrugs and then breaks down and gives in with a serious answer, "What? It's a catchall for things we don't understand. A couple hundred years ago worms appearing after a storm was an occult phenomenon! The problem is lately that particular word has negative connotations to it. When was the last time you heard the word 'occult' in a good way?"

"Mysticism!" the young woman repeats, gesturing to Derleth with a forkful of veggies, "See, I'd rather be labeled a Mystic than an Occultist. One can be eccentric and fun and another seems... well it seems like they'd be sacrificing goats in a basement or something. Even if it's not true."

Eyeing the cards on the table the starlet's hand bounces between the Angel and Nobel card for a few moments before she takes the Angel.

Val let's out a small 'eep' as the door bursts open, nearly tossing her book in surprise, but manages to catch it after a bit of fumbling. 'So much for playing it cool' she mentally grumbles to herself.

Setting the grimoire on the table she starts go get food, picking a little bit of this and that seemingly at random, mixing together some things while keeping others separate. In the end it's amazing what she manages to fit on a single plate without seeming to overload it.

"Occult?" she echoes, "Magic, witchcraft, satanism, goths, monsters, basements, symbols, annnnnd Jensen Ackles."

Val was rather surprised to receive the invitation about the book. After all, she'd never told anyone she had it, not to mention that it might sort-of be stolen. On the one hand, it'd been wedged in between a couple harlequin romance novels in what used to be her convertible. On the other? Since she was paying all the damages done to the store she'd technically bought it, right?

Well if this was about returning said book that's what she'd say anyway. And she had an overpriced lawyer on speed dial to back that claim up.

So she'd hung outside the library at first, leaning against a nearby tree and watching the entrance. Not hiding nor advertising her presence as she sips her coffee before finally biting the bullet and entering the building, immediately soothed by the scent of books and quiet.

"It might not mean anything. They could just be random scribbles made by a very bored person." Val comments to Jonas as she enters, not that she really believes that. Because if it was just a prank book that would be terribly boring.

"You should totally go with Denny, it's a much better name than Sal" and of course it has nothing to do 'Sal' being so close to 'Val'. Nope, not at all. Then in a more lecturing tone adds, "Oh and don't accept bags from creepy people on a bus. There could be something very bad inside."

Well, you could always steal things from d20 modern. WOuldn't require much modification.

http://www.systemreferencedocuments.org/resources/systems/pennpaper/modern/ smack/srdhome.html

Alright, went with Extremely Fashionable then.

How do you want us to handle gear? Like, I think I should have a disguise kit (AKA A gigantic makeup kit)

Also, pretty new to this forum and all the alias stuff going on (I've pbp'd pathfinder before though) so if you notice some sort of Faux Pas on here or if I seem clueless about something obvious, keep that in mind >_>;