Re: Troy Rising: Through the Sea of Trees, to the Well of Souls (RESEND) (attn Cal, tag open)
On Tue, Sep 22, 2020 at 6:54 PM Matthew Elliot via <senshuken.nokami= [email protected]> wrote: (Old Cal)
?Cal looked her over
his eyes were admiring the view, but he had more pressing things on his mind
then indulging himself in drinking in this lovely woman’s features.? He listened to her tone that was assertive as
he had seen and he listened repeating certain statements in his mind before
asking any questions in particular.? ‘Turriq
his moving forward but his progress has been halted.? He lost several dragons against this strange
flash and new area to the west.? ‘greater
army or firepower than his.? Cal went
with firepower since Turriq has lost several dragons.’? He paused… ‘More refuges coming from other
areas but definitely not the west…so that territory is fairly safe right
now!??? He would have to get answers from
the elves as well as find out what this was in the west that would stop this
expansion of Turriq and his infidels!?
Her words snapped him out of his contemplations.
“What is it?!”? He asked much more
curious now.
(New) She shook her head, still disbelieving what she was reading, but after reading it over a third time, there was no room for error.? "This is from Lady Miera herself.? She and her scouts have found…well…a city in the middle of the Forest.? She says it wasn't there before, and it is unlike anything she has ever seen.? She and her scouts are holding back beyond its perimeter for now…a moment, please." She rushed over to her box of maps, and pulled out one that was fairly specific—focussing on the lands surrounding the Basiya Jiyane.? It was marked with the latest advancements—a grid.? It allowed for more accurate navigation and guidance.? She went over her notes on Lady Miera's movements, her latest notes, and… "If I'm understanding this correctly, the elves have set themselves up about here," she said, showing the map to Cal, and pointing to a spot west-southwest of the Lake—almost directly west of their current position.? "And they're saying they found a city there…which, coincidentally enough, is roughly the direction that the strange flash of light supposedly came from."
[OOC:? Slight retcon, 'cuz I'm a doofus!? Remember I said that there was something interesting West-Southwest?? It's actually North-Northwest, across the Lake on its northern shore.? I'm a moron and didn't double-check the map THAT I ACTUALLY MADE where Troy itself is.? On the bright side, instead of hoofing it, you can take a quicker (and possibly more comfortable) sailboat or barge trip to get closer when the time comes.? Hopefully Cal doesn't mind the smell of fish!]
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Re: Blood Feuds: Trying to Survive (Anais, Vincent)
(Random NPC)A young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes quietly came into the room. She didn't say anything as she walked into the bathroom and came back out with a bed pan.? She stepped up next to the bed and simply said, "lift," as she put the pan on the bed prepared to slip it underneath Anais if she cooperated.?
Anais Anais looked at the girl and shock her head. “Thank you but, I’m sorry. I can not go that way. I never could. Please I just want to use the toilet. Would you ask you employer if I can. He can even send people in the bathroom with me. Please.”
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Re: Troy Rising: Meanwhile, in Troy…
Zafiri was taken
a little aback when the house shook.? At the same time though,
her father Haran simply stopped,
raised an eyebrow, and went back to his drink before
speaking.? "I think I might be able to answer this question.?
Although I was just a boy at the time, I remember full well
the last Exalted March.? The one led personally by the
previous High Lord Papal, over fifty years ago.
"It happened at the walls of Sharizaad, in the
Caliphate of Emirzelli.? I was in my last year of Trinitarian
School, and I was to start learning the Tradition of the
Healer at summer's end.? The Caliph of Emirzelli, like his
father, had offered sanctuary to all Torquani, and allowed us
to practice our faith in peace.? This was one of the
grievances of the High Lord Papal, along with claiming
Sharizaad held a holy site to the Faith and had to be ruled by
an adherent of the Holy Twelve.
"He claimed to lead an army of a quarter
million Faithful.? It was more like 100,000.? What was more
disturbing was that the High Lord Papal himself was there,
along with a retinue of Cardinals, many Bishops and hundreds
of priests.? The High Lord Papal is always ranked as one of
the most powerful wizards in the known world, and all who
serve the Church, from the priests upward, are wizards of some
level of Talent.? I should point out that no other faith
requires its holy men or women to be wizards.? I suppose it
helps some when your faith boasts that its priesthood can
'work wonders' on a regular basis.
"I remember the sky turning dark that first
day.? It is said that the High Lord Papal himself opened the
attack by breaching the first outer wall, and setting its
defenders aflame.? The siege lasted nearly a month, thousands
fell in battle on both sides, magical energies ebbed and
flowed between the Papal's priests and the city's defending
mages, and Sharizaad looked ready to fall.? If not for the
intervention of a mounted army of united Dorok tribesmen from
the south, it may have indeed been its fate."
Haran fell silent, taking a sip of his drink
and letting his words sink in.? "That would likely be the most
extreme example of an Exalted March.? The only differences
between then and now?? Well, pike squares are still the same
now as they were before, save for the recent addition of
matchlock firearms.? Also, dragon riders were a very new thing
back then.? I'd say that their flying assets are better
integrated now, with more evolved tactics.? Finally, the siege
of Sharizaad was probably the last time such a massive army
was made up of conscripts.? These days, the abundance of
silver makes it easier to raise mercenary armies for the
nobles to lead.
"I should also point out that, unless the
current High Lord Papal decides to lead another March, you're
unlikely to see such an abundance of wizardry in a battle."
“Ten divisions, more or less,” Jan mused. “Maybe much more if they have difficulty with communications.” Her earlier ranker apparently set aside for the moment she added, “With air power and magical components not accounted for.”?
With the old net down she decided to keep all her special memories onboard.? Click for all these new names and places to go right into her implant storage. She wasn’t a dummy but then she had tried to off herself at least once and almost twice by accident. That Demon was a mind blur now but she’d felt his power. Another thought penetrated her thick skull. It was a recent memory that instantly chilled her.
Jan was on her knees back in that field. The dragon or wyvern was coming fast. So gracious and sure. She could feel it’s wrath. The energy around her began to swarm up like a pissed off bee hive.?
She was absorbing it, pulling it into herself. The target rushed onward oblivious. The blue wave became her then it had become an idea that continued to evolve as she belched it out like some kind of overheated radiator.?
Holy shit! The impact. She’d forgotten about that! The weird two-dimensional circle that had flared outward like a twisted force field.? The impact. It had been substantial. She didn’t know about that until later. Whatever she’d done had momentarily wiped her out.?
She recognised the circle then and smacked her leg with her augmented arm and almost cried out in pain.?
She had recreated the summoning circle without thinking. It was sideways in the air. But it had not worked like one. Instead the wyvern had been toasted like a marshmallow.? That was what she’d been wanting to happen. She’d tapped into a previous experience then added some extra whoop-de-do!
All that was cool and sort of terrifying but not what her mind was trying to get out. It had been the impact. It had knocked soldiers off their feet. Someone had told her afterwards it reminded them of a Jet moving into mock speeds. A sonic boom!
Jan put her head in her hands and muttered, “Fuck me!”
Her training kicked in and she raised her head.
“We’ve got to act now. It’s out there in this world. They know something happened. That thing I did would be heard for miles, maybe over a radius of fifty miles. A big bada boom! Yeah, they are coming.”?
After another half-hearted sip of wine she smiled. An idea, a crazy idea had bubbled up playfully in her mind.?
“How far is it from say... here to where those Papal pukes reside?”
Her smile had turned radiant.?
“We have air power too!”
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Re: Troy Rising: Meanwhile, in Troy…
“Fuck me!” Jan blurted. “That sounds incredibly bad*. The crusades, a horrible church propagated invasion, pulled in an estimated 100,000 back where I come from. That was a long time ago, long before our industrial revolution. Ah, another world, gawd.”
She picked up the bottle of wine and poured her own glass and offered to give them more.
Jan took a sip and considered this news. “So these Duodenarists, I was half kidding about calling them Vegemites, something we do in the military. Call our enemy some nickname so we can feel better about slaughtering them. They are just kids who are led by imbeciles. Duo...,” She said, thinking. “Durds, Dodos, Dicks.”
The energy had poured into her from where? Troy? Or was it this place? She still couldn’t wrap her mind around the feeling.? There was a thrill and a dread, her blood, her heart had felt so strong in her chest, beating like some wild beast.
“Anyway, can’t think of anything better. Vegemite motherfuckers think they can just cruise around as they please. We need to gather these folks you mentioned, the Reformers, no Reformationists and you guys, the Trinitarians you said. The Gods, small and large. We need to get them here. We need to form our own army. We need a cohesive group that can be so quick and decisive that in the field our enemies will have no idea what hit them. I can build a bomb. Oh hell, I need some enriched uranium. That would kick those Vegemites back into the stone age.”
Jan got to her feet, hands knotted into fists. She raged inside. The wine had set her off. But this was more than just the wine. This was her duty. Her brain buzzed with conflicting emotions. The house shuddered unexpectedly.?
Jan sat down suddenly. “Sorry. I’m a bit of a rabble rouser. I get fired up at the thought of action.”?
Eyes blazing, Jan looked at her new guests with another question on her tongue.
“Just how many are we talking about in this Vegemite Misérable March?”
*nod to Bill and Ted
Zafiri was taken a little aback when the house shook.? At the same time though, her father Haran simply stopped, raised an eyebrow, and went back to his drink before speaking.? "I think I might be able to answer this question.? Although I was just a boy at the time, I remember full well the last Exalted March.? The one led personally by the previous High Lord Papal, over fifty years ago.
"It happened at the walls of Sharizaad, in the Caliphate of Emirzelli.? I was in my last year of Trinitarian School, and I was to start learning the Tradition of the Healer at summer's end.? The Caliph of Emirzelli, like his father, had offered sanctuary to all Torquani, and allowed us to practice our faith in peace.? This was one of the grievances of the High Lord Papal, along with claiming Sharizaad held a holy site to the Faith and had to be ruled by an adherent of the Holy Twelve.
"He claimed to lead an army of a quarter million Faithful.? It was more like 100,000.? What was more disturbing was that the High Lord Papal himself was there, along with a retinue of Cardinals, many Bishops and hundreds of priests.? The High Lord Papal is always ranked as one of the most powerful wizards in the known world, and all who serve the Church, from the priests upward, are wizards of some level of Talent.? I should point out that no other faith requires its holy men or women to be wizards.? I suppose it helps some when your faith boasts that its priesthood can 'work wonders' on a regular basis.
"I remember the sky turning dark that first day.? It is said that the High Lord Papal himself opened the attack by breaching the first outer wall, and setting its defenders aflame.? The siege lasted nearly a month, thousands fell in battle on both sides, magical energies ebbed and flowed between the Papal's priests and the city's defending mages, and Sharizaad looked ready to fall.? If not for the intervention of a mounted army of united Dorok tribesmen from the south, it may have indeed been its fate."
Haran fell silent, taking a sip of his drink and letting his words sink in.? "That would likely be the most extreme example of an Exalted March.? The only differences between then and now?? Well, pike squares are still the same now as they were before, save for the recent addition of matchlock firearms.? Also, dragon riders were a very new thing back then.? I'd say that their flying assets are better integrated now, with more evolved tactics.? Finally, the siege of Sharizaad was probably the last time such a massive army was made up of conscripts.? These days, the abundance of silver makes it easier to raise mercenary armies for the nobles to lead.
"I should also point out that, unless the current High Lord Papal decides to lead another March, you're unlikely to see such an abundance of wizardry in a battle."
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Re: Disaster Cruise: "The Weather Started Getting Rough, the Tiny Ship was Tossed…"
On 9/25/2020 6:26 PM, Matthew Elliot
wrote:
The sun began to set over a picture perfect day, and
that’s when it started going wrong.? It was as if the moment,
like that perfect painting, was suddenly marred by a splash of
technicolor…or black.? It was jarring, alien…it shouldn’t have
happened, but there it was.
It started off as a sailor walked briskly up to the captain’s
chair at dinner.? He looked a little agitated—that in itself a
little out of place, as the crew had been nothing but relaxed
and polite so far—as he bent down and whispered into the
captain’s ear.? Then the captain raised his eyebrows.? Now he
was agitated.
“Ladies and gentlemen, it appears duty calls,” he said in a
practiced calm. ?“Please enjoy the rest of your evening without
me.”
And like that, he was away, making considerable haste toward the
bridge of the ship.
Minutes later was when people started becoming aware in a
physical sense something was off.? The smooth sailing was
interrupted as the seas suddenly became rough.? Everyone noticed
as the ship started to roll to and fro.? That was the first sign
of trouble.
The next sign was when the sky started to suddenly darken, as
from the Northeast, dark ominous clouds began to billow inward,
and the wind began to pick up.
A moment later, a sailor came into the dining room. ?“Ladies and
gentlemen, I’m afraid we’ll have to call this evening to a
close.? An unpredicted squall is coming into the area, and for
your own safety we need you to get to your cabins and stay there
until we pass through this safely.? We apologize for the
inconvenience.”
As if to add emphasis to his words, there was a flash of
lightining, followed a second later by an ominous crack of
thunder.? This storm was close!
What was this part of the ocean known for?? Oh yes…the Bermuda
Triangle.
Marco moved to the bow as the others shuffled for below decks.? The weather had changed with such venom even he had been caught off guard.? He’d seen bands of weather like this before at sea. Excitement thrilled him and the bounce of the ship against the newly formed whitecaps made his knees buckle. The wind pounded against the sails even as the crew desperately tried to manhandle them.?
He grabbed at the rail just in time as a wave crashed over the prow drenching him in seawater that threatened to pull him with it over the side. At least it was warm. In the short distance he could see a wall of rain moving toward them.?
A morbid curiosity of impending death held him in crouched repose. Those below would have no chance should the little ship capsize or be torn asunder.? He thought about his own options and regretted not gathering a swim vest or a float of some kind.? He looked around frantically for the seats that made a half circle. He tried to lift one of the seats and it sprang up easily. Inside was just what he needed. The orange safety vest was in his hands. He pulled it around his neck and looked to fasten it when another wave knocked him off his feet.
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Re: Troy Rising: Meanwhile, in Troy…
As Jan hit "send" on her message, she noticed the first change since they appeared in this fantasy world: The 'Net had slowed down considerably. Oh, it was just a second or so before her message was on its way, but coming from a time when data could be sent and received almost instantaneously, the delay was noticeable. Without the boost of the National Net, this was the new reality.
"What you ask is…difficult," Zafiri confessed. "What I can tell you of the Duodenarists—sorry…Vegemites…they're the dominant faith of the continent, and had been for centuries. They dominate in most nations south of the Northlands. In this part of the world, smaller faiths, Reformationists, followers of the Old Gods, Goddess adherents, and even Trinitarians like my Father and myself (as well as most Torquani) are at least tolerated.
"That has changed under the current High Lord Papal of the Vegemites. His stated goal is, as he put it, to 'reunite all peoples under the One True Faith of the Trinity and the Nine Prophets who Speak in their Name'. To that end, they've called on all kingdoms who adhere to the faith to perform an Exalted March.
"The first kingdom to March is Ispaara, under the edict of King Marcos V. He's a strong supporter of the current High Lord Papal, and has enlisted Lord Aiden Turriq, who has raised a massive army of mercenaries to cross into the Northlands. They have the best access, land-wise. There is a narrow isthmus of land known as the Spine which not only connects Ispaara to the Northlands, but also bypasses the Orobouran Range entirely. All the other kingdoms either have to ford the Range, or go around using ships. This gives Ispaara the early advantage."
"They're far from the only contenders, however," Haran spoke up, allowing his daughter to take a breath. "Even now, the kingdoms of La Boheme and Moravia are raising their armies and looking for paths through the Orobourans. Then there are nations further south across the Mezzo Sea, and the Holy City of Galpoly is likely raising its own army.
"In short, wave after wave of Exalted Marches is what they'll levy against the Northlands, and ultimately Troy. Ironically, the main saving grace is that winter is fast approaching. Even Turriq will be forced to halt his armies when the cold begins to hit."
“Fuck me!” Jan blurted. “That sounds incredibly bad*. The crusades, a horrible church propagated invasion, pulled in an estimated 100,000 back where I come from. That was a long time ago, long before our industrial revolution. Ah, another world, gawd.”
She picked up the bottle of wine and poured her own glass and offered to give them more.
Jan took a sip and considered this news. “So these Duodenarists, I was half kidding about calling them Vegemites, something we do in the military. Call our enemy some nickname so we can feel better about slaughtering them. They are just kids who are led by imbeciles. Duo...,” She said, thinking. “Durds, Dodos, Dicks.”
The energy had poured into her from where? Troy? Or was it this place? She still couldn’t wrap her mind around the feeling.? There was a thrill and a dread, her blood, her heart had felt so strong in her chest, beating like some wild beast.
“Anyway, can’t think of anything better. Vegemite motherfuckers think they can just cruise around as they please. We need to gather these folks you mentioned, the Reformers, no Reformationists and you guys, the Trinitarians you said. The Gods, small and large. We need to get them here. We need to form our own army. We need a cohesive group that can be so quick and decisive that in the field our enemies will have no idea what hit them. I can build a bomb. Oh hell, I need some enriched uranium. That would kick those Vegemites back into the stone age.”
Jan got to her feet, hands knotted into fists. She raged inside. The wine had set her off. But this was more than just the wine. This was her duty. Her brain buzzed with conflicting emotions. The house shuddered unexpectedly.?
Jan sat down suddenly. “Sorry. I’m a bit of a rabble rouser. I get fired up at the thought of action.”?
Eyes blazing, Jan looked at her new guests with another question on her tongue.
“Just how many are we talking about in this Vegemite Misérable March?”
*nod to Bill and Ted
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Re: Troy Rising: Meanwhile, in Troy…
“It is easy to be complacent until the tiger is at your gate,” Jan said. “Give me a second I’m going to check on something.”
Jan seemed to go into a trance. With her head lowered she seemed to be concentrating.?
Jan attempted to access the local system using the chip in her brain.. She’d kept it in emergency contact mode up until now. If the communications net worked she should be able to search it.? There were streams available so she tapped into the strongest signal. A process tree allowed her to tap into the University computer system. She noted that the normal restrictions had been removed. Typically someone would need a code to get into the University system.? She made a query on the Holy Twelve.?
A reference came up that related to a work written over a hundred and fifty years ago. It was a fanciful work that attempted to convey that Jesus was a vegetarian. There was no collaborating evidence to the revelation and the Scientology behind the writing appeared to disappear after the authors demise.
Jan laughed out loud then remembered her guests.?
“Sorry, I was just checking something.” She poked a finger at her head. “I have some tech upstairs. From this day forth our enemy the Holy Twelve shall be referred to as the Vegemites! I’m sorry but these holy rollers need to get a grip. I’m wondering...”
Since she was online Jan sent a communication to Julian.
Our guests are under my roof. They suggest we are a target or will be by a group called the Holy Twelve. I call them the Vegemites. I’m concerned that we may not be able to secure our home of Troy. Perhaps we might consider taking the battle to them?? A small party, powerfully equipped that could make a big impression on these Vegemites. I’m sure the leaders are old farts who sit around dissing anyone who bats an eye in their general direction. ?- Jan
Jan looked concerned but determined at her new guests. “This crusade against your people must end. I don’t care for these Vegemites. Have you any idea on the size of their forces?”
(New) As Jan hit "send" on her message, she noticed the first change since they appeared in this fantasy world: The 'Net had slowed down considerably. Oh, it was just a second or so before her message was on its way, but coming from a time when data could be sent and received almost instantaneously, the delay was noticeable. Without the boost of the National Net, this was the new reality.
"What you ask is…difficult," Zafiri confessed. "What I can tell you of the Duodenarists—sorry…Vegemites…they're the dominant faith of the continent, and had been for centuries. They dominate in most nations south of the Northlands. In this part of the world, smaller faiths, Reformationists, followers of the Old Gods, Goddess adherents, and even Trinitarians like my Father and myself (as well as most Torquani) are at least tolerated.
"That has changed under the current High Lord Papal of the Vegemites. His stated goal is, as he put it, to 'reunite all peoples under the One True Faith of the Trinity and the Nine Prophets who Speak in their Name'. To that end, they've called on all kingdoms who adhere to the faith to perform an Exalted March.
"The first kingdom to March is Ispaara, under the edict of King Marcos V. He's a strong supporter of the current High Lord Papal, and has enlisted Lord Aiden Turriq, who has raised a massive army of mercenaries to cross into the Northlands. They have the best access, land-wise. There is a narrow isthmus of land known as the Spine which not only connects Ispaara to the Northlands, but also bypasses the Orobouran Range entirely. All the other kingdoms either have to ford the Range, or go around using ships. This gives Ispaara the early advantage."
"They're far from the only contenders, however," Haran spoke up, allowing his daughter to take a breath. "Even now, the kingdoms of La Boheme and Moravia are raising their armies and looking for paths through the Orobourans. Then there are nations further south across the Mezzo Sea, and the Holy City of Galpoly is likely raising its own army.
"In short, wave after wave of Exalted Marches is what they'll levy against the Northlands, and ultimately Troy. Ironically, the main saving grace is that winter is fast approaching. Even Turriq will be forced to halt his armies when the cold begins to hit."
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Re: Raconteur City: Investigating Leads (Scarlett, open)
Scarlett smiled
as they walked toward the back of the property, down from the
field of weeds to the treeline. There they worked along the edge
of a 10 foot tall fence untilthey came around to a position
behind the estate. From there, in a wooded area several hundred
yards from the road, in the trees and bushes, they arrived at a
vantage point which gave them a descent view of the backside of
the estate where Scarlett had tracked the cartel members
earlier.
The vampire swept the area with
her vision, which covered infared and enhanced the dim
moonlight. "There's guards up around the house. Maybe six
outside, human."
The redhead looked around some
more and saw movement inside the house through the windows. She
looked to Luke, "Can you see anything with your camera?"
Luke studied the old camera’s screen.? He zoomed the lens and more blurry images appeared in the window.?
“Hard to tell. At least two that I know of up there. It’s dark in there or I wouldn’t see anything but a white glare.” He hunted the other windows but they were either shaded or there was no activity to see.
“That’s all I got.” He noticed something on the ground and it gave him some assurance.? A diving board.? That meant there was a swimming pool filled with lovely water. He grinned in the darkness.
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Re: Port Vega: Meet & Greet Dinner (Posting Order: Aurora, Mara, Devi, Lightening Rod, Photon, Random NPCs)
(Mara) Mara was fitfully asleep, having been curled up and hidden behind and beneath the night stand in one of the mansion's empty rooms.? She cared not to whom it had belonged, but Aurora didn't seem to care which she took either, so win-win.? Having had traveled for so long and not having had much rest either, she was happy to disappear for the rest of the day after she reviewed the facility blueprints that Aurora left for her on the computer.
It wasn't until the rumbling sound of a motorcycle engine going up the driveway reached her ears that Mara actually woke up.? She didn't realize just how tired she was and how deeply asleep until the vibrations through the floor panels are what it took to snap her out of it.? Yawning with her snake mouth, she tried to shake off the sleep as she slithered out from behind the night stand and as she reached the window, melded into her humanoid form, crossing her arms she peered outside.
Hmph.? Some young punk on a motorcycle who thought himself a hotshot.? Mara studied the way he walked, his body shape and his demeanor.? She didn't see the other person who appears to have already arrived, though by the sounds of their rising voices, it was a female.? They must all be gathering for dinner, so that meant Mara also had to make an appearance.? Very well.? She changed into a deep v-neck burned maroon and copper colored dress, tying a high waisted sash beneath her bust and then looped the strings around her thighs where the skirt split to reveal her legs.? Not needing to brush her hair, she simply ran her fingers through it and deeming it enough, melded back into a snake and slithered on downstairs, keeping to the shadows.
The dining room was empty save for a few servants who rushed to put on the finishing touches.? They neither seen nor felt Mara when she found a nice, dark corner to settle into and observe and listen before truly making her appearance.? She wanted to see everyone who was meant to show up in order to get a proper good look at them.
(Devi) Devi had just made it to the door of the mansion when she heard someone approach. She turned to see a rather young-looking man. He made a comment about not being the first one here and if she was here for the meet-n-greet. Devi looked at the new comer and grinned. A mischievous grin at that. "Yep, here for the meet-n-greet. Names Devi. And yours?"
When the door opened Devi turned her attention to who had opened it. She grinned at seeing Jordie. When he greeted the two of them and said that Aurora was waiting for them. "It is good to see you again Jordie. You are looking as handsome as ever." Her tone was friendly. She then looked to Lightening Rod and held out her arm. "Let’s not keep the boss lady waiting."
(Lightning Rod) "I'm..." Roddy hesitated a bit. 'Roddy' just didn't sound impressive. And he was here to impress.? "...Lightning Rod," he finished, imagining a suitable musical theme in his head, something ominous with minor chords. But debonair.? Yeah, definitely debonair.? ?
At that point the door opened to reveal a stranger in sunglasses, a man whom Devi seemed to know.? Apparently, he worked for Aurora and was here to open the doors and stuff.? He noticed that Devi was holding out her arm expectantly.? "Right. Don't want to keep the boss lady waiting," he said, taking her offered arm on his and stepping inside.? The interior that he could see was even more grand than the exterior had been.? He gestured grandly to the sunglasses guy.? "Lead on, Jeeves."??
(Raine) Raine was only slightly disappointed by the request, he felt like a fool a bit.? He really had dressed for her, he was actually hoping for…never mind.? ?By the tone of her voice, she knew he had made himself more than presentable for her, that alone made him appreciate it.? He felt her fingers moving across his chest, the soft voice from her as she made her desires known.? He wished he wasn’t so smitten by her he might have resisted.? But she was more of the brains of the outfit.? He wasn’t stupid or dumb his cunning existed in the use of his powers, he was creative deadly and had learned their use more supremely being with her, not sure whether it was to impress her or teach her that he could be her equal both in and out of the field.? He leaned down and kissed her cheek lightly, very much wishing it was her lips he was tasting.? He wasn’t angry he knew they were leaders together and if this was to be her show of solidarity then so be it.? ?“As you wish my sweet.”? He moved away from her to go change, one day he wouldn’t be kissing her cheek solely and she would also be kissing back.? His hand swatted her rear as he moved away from her, it was something that did and he had not only gotten used to doing it but he enjoyed anytime he could put his hands on her body.? He could be playful at times and not all serious but she only saw that side, outside of his family.? Tonight his desire needed a bodyguard, for her he would do that without question.
They had been together for a bit and he was hoping one day to get beyond their simple flirting.? To the point to where he would be hopefully peeling her out of that dress that made her look so divine this evening.? He found himself thinking of his family, each one of them.
Most of all the fact that he had spent the day with his beloved sister.? He knew full well why Brandon had been in love with her.? He too might have fallen under her spell, but those two were thick as thieves and he was simply her protector.? The strange thing was it didn’t matter as much to him.? He wanted a sister more than a lover with her, he knew where she was most of the time and he made sure no one hurt her.? Sure, some guys got the hint the hard way and broke up with her, but he made sure none put a hand on his baby girl…period.? He knew she was intimate with others it was her choice but he didn’t do hurting her or disrespecting her at all.? She was his sister and he didn’t allow that!
He quickly undressed and put on his bracers a gift from his father.? The man was a genius costume maker and the items easily went along with his powers.? He undressed hanging up the suit, maybe he would just after ask her out in order to wear it…it wouldn’t be a surprise though since she had seen him in it.
He pulled on his shirt and shorts, pants, and boots.? Even though the bracers generated the costume it needed some material to start with generally, that and if something went wrong he didn’t want to be naked.? Not that they ever did with dad’s things but he wasn’t wanting to be identified and link things back to the family.
When the costume was activated, he was in a cowl mask only allowing his mouth to be free, his eyes were visible but they had only become white in the outfit with no pupils which meant he could be any black man beneath the outfit that still revealed his muscular form.
(Aurora) Aurora gave Raine a giggle as he gave her rump a swat, “but not in front of the dinner guests.” She reminded him as they went their separate ways for now.? She had picked up on the movement from Mara out of the corner of her eye.? She had gotten pretty good at knowing when her spy was around, with a smile she quietly said, “glad you are here my friend.”
She took her place at the head of the table and waited for the others to arrive.? Liza, Jordie’s lady gave Aurora a smile as she took her place at the table.? “How many are you expecting?” She asked her boss.? “Two for sure, maybe a third.? We will see.”
(Jordie) “Name’s Jordie.? I am not the butler or Jeeves, Roddy.” Jordie said with a smirk knowing that would get the lad’s attention.? “Respect is a two-way street around her, Lightening Rod, remember that.” He led them to the dining room and once there took his seat next to Liza.? “You are there,” he pointed to a seat across from his, “Devi. And you are there,” He pointed to a seat a few chairs farther down the table, “Lightening Rod.? This is Liza and you all have met, Aurora.” He said indicating their boss sitting at the head of the table.
Tag:? Mara, Devi, Lightning Rod, Raine, Aurora, Jordie/Liza (OOC: I have left Mara in the spot where she jumped in.? So, the new posting order is in the title line.? Please don't rearrange it.? Only move your character's name to the end of the line in the tag line each time you post for the next person who posts to be at the front.? Thank you. Mara is up)
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Khadashee) Khadashee blinked at being suddenly dismissed. “Of course. I will leave you to your work." She said with a smile nodding at Eryc.
She turned to move to the cabin as Draven turned to walk away with his first mate. But she saw Sa’id standing on the plank, she moved to him. “Is everything alright?”
“I am unsure.” Khadashee said. “But there is some kind of commotion going on. Something concerning a stowaway.”
“I see,” Sa’id said. “I was going to have dinner would you like to join me?” He said reaching for her hand. “Do your plan to ever talk to Draven,” she said taking his hand.?
“Eventually.” He said with a smirk.
(Draven) Draven and Eryc spoke for a few moments before Draven heading below deck.? He approached the cell and saw what Eryc had seen.? He stood with his arms crossed, "Alright, boy, speak."
Damon was lounging on the cot when Draven approached the cell.? He looked over at the man and smirked.? "Name's Damon and I want what is coming to me."
Draven gave an exasperated sigh, "Your name does not mean a thing to me and why do you think you deserve anything?"
Damon sat up and swung his legs off of the cot, "I am your half brother. A product of a night of wenching by our father.? I want a share of your treasures and to be made first mate."
Draven laughed at this, "boy, you have to earn a place of that title and as for my treasures, well, that is just that. You aren't part of the crew so why do you think you are entitled anything. Just because you say you are my brother, doesn't mean you will just be handed things on a silver platter."? He could see the resemblance between the two, they both had their mother's soft features around the eyes and hair color.? The lad was almost as brawny as Draven.? "What's your age and how did you learn about who I am to you?"
"I am 18, almost 19.? When my mother passed I found her diary, our father and your mother was mentioned as well as you.? She had followed our father across the seas and found that he had another family, an actual wife.? It has taken me a few years to finally track you down." Damon said as he crossed the cell to the door.? "You say I have to earn a place to earn the title of first mate.? Well, make me part of your crew, brother."
Draven wasn't sure of this lad and wanted Khadashee's opinion on the matter.? "We will see." He turned and walked back to the ladder well, "I will have some food and water brought to you.? Make yourself comfortable, you will be here at least for the night."? With that he headed back to the main deck.
Tag: Khadashee
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Disaster Cruise: "The Weather Started Getting Rough, the Tiny Ship was Tossed…"
The sun began to set over a picture perfect day, and that’s when it started going wrong.? It was as if the moment, like that perfect painting, was suddenly marred by a splash of technicolor…or black.? It was jarring, alien…it shouldn’t have happened, but there it was.
It started off as a sailor walked briskly up to the captain’s chair at dinner.? He looked a little agitated—that in itself a little out of place, as the crew had been nothing but relaxed and polite so far—as he bent down and whispered into the captain’s ear.? Then the captain raised his eyebrows.? Now he was agitated.
“Ladies and gentlemen, it appears duty calls,” he said in a practiced calm. ?“Please enjoy the rest of your evening without me.”
And like that, he was away, making considerable haste toward the bridge of the ship.
Minutes later was when people started becoming aware in a physical sense something was off.? The smooth sailing was interrupted as the seas suddenly became rough.? Everyone noticed as the ship started to roll to and fro.? That was the first sign of trouble.
The next sign was when the sky started to suddenly darken, as from the Northeast, dark ominous clouds began to billow inward, and the wind began to pick up.
A moment later, a sailor came into the dining room. ?“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m afraid we’ll have to call this evening to a close.? An unpredicted squall is coming into the area, and for your own safety we need you to get to your cabins and stay there until we pass through this safely.? We apologize for the inconvenience.”
As if to add emphasis to his words, there was a flash of lightining, followed a second later by an ominous crack of thunder.? This storm was close!
What was this part of the ocean known for?? Oh yes…the Bermuda Triangle.
(Open tag)
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Re: The Trouble Begins (Katya and Ashton)
(Ashton)Ashton was already in a damned mood, his woman seemed to be keeping secrets from him, his good friend had perhaps lied to him and was now dead, he had dead flesh golem crap all over him and he needed a damned shower.? Needless to say he was pissed!? The last thing he needed was some middle man being tight lipped when he was on a deadline.? If the women and children weren’t being shipped out of Katya’s place they were being shipped out of somewhere and he planned to put an end to it wherever it was, but he needed more information.?He slammed the man bodily against the wall, not enough to knock him out but surely enough to cause a lot of pain and if Angelo remembered it was only going to go up from there.? “You talk to me or you talk at Blackgate and you know how much they love snitches out there.? You were here, but you know about what was going on over there now talk.? The shipment was transferred where and when?”??
He was clearly in a mood and since Arrow and he had dealt with Angelo before he knew without a doubt he wasn’t playing.? Arrow was normally the good cop but not seeing Arrow should have inspired more fear within Angelo not less since there was no one to calm Ashton down now. “You will talk to me tonight or you will be talking to NO ONE tomorrow.”? The anger was etched upon his face as the fallen was definitely going to be on a rampage soon enough. (Katya) Katya stood back and waited. When she saw that Ashton was on the verge of a rage induced high she stepped forward and looked into Angelo's eyes. "You will tell us what you know about the movement of the shipment on that docks last night and who tipped you off." "I received a text from an unknown person telling me that the Death Mage was going to stop the shipment and to warn everyone at the docks. I headed to the docks and as I didn't know which shipment the person was talking about, I warned everyone that was on the docks. I swear that is all I know. I was just the messager, this time." Tag: Ashton
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Re: Raconteur City: Mountaintop Creamery (Cho, NPCs Autumn, Summer, Open)
(Cho) Cho decided on and apple pie concrete, the idea of trying to get into something at past two am was his own fault.? He had been used to either working or hunting and simply didn’t find the time to make friends or much of anything else.? He was focused and dedicated, both of which worked him right out of a social life of any type.? He sighed but moved to the table outside.? The place was open all night but it was a nice night out and the fresh air would do him good.? If nothing else it beat going home alone, to play video games, sharpen his weapons or look for a new case, none of which appealed to him right now. The simple flavor of his chosen dessert was apparently just the thing to lift his spirits.? He found himself smiling a bit as the pie and ice cream helped him to simply relax and enjoy the moment. (Summer) Summer frowned. “Not really. An all night ice cream parlor is so lame. But I guess if you want to go, I can concede.” She said kissing the neck of the lovely beside her. “Lead the way beautiful.” (Autumn) They arrived at the Creamery and walked up the sidewalk holding hands. As they approached she saw the man sitting out front, "he looks like fun. What do you think?" She asked Summer Tag: Summer, Cho
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
(Rabbit)
The little vampire fidgeted awkwardly at Roue's question about what Dr. Hirono might want from him.? "I ain' sure," he said.? "'Cept that it w-won' involve money.? She's got plenty of that."? He leaned his head closer as the elf ran his fingers through his hair, visibly soaking up Roue's affection.? "She might wanna paint you.? Or take a photo.? She does that sometimes," Rabbit hesitated, then murmured "Or she m-might want a p-picture of you 'n me together.? You know.? P-posin' 'n stuff. She likes to do that sometimes.? She...." he chewed on his lip as he tried to find the words.? "She... collects things.? Images.? Like p-pictures 'n stuff."
He shivered when his lover took his hand and mimicked the attentions he'd given the elf's fingers.? His hands were very sensitive and the feel of Roue's warm lips on his knuckles made him want more of that kind of attention.? Especially when the elf's gaze was so firmly fixed on him.
"You shouldn' be, you know, jealous," Rabbit said softly, looking back into Roue's eyes with longing.? "It ain' the same.? I s-sometimes do, you know, s-stuff for people 'cause I gotta.? It ain' the same as when I'm with you.? When I'm with you, it's 'cause I w-wanna be with you." At the elf's other question, the little vampire shrugged.? "S-some vampires can do that.? Puttin' a kind of s-spell on people so that they cain' think of nothin' else.? But I ain' got that skill.? I _do_ know how to be, uhm, you know, s-sexy some."? He looked down in evident embarrassment, shrugging.? "I l-learned a lot of, uhm, t-tricks when I was livin' on the streets.? I got real good at the three P's. Includin' the one that means P-peddlin' my butt.? But that was just f-fakin' it.? M-most of the time, anyways."??
Scooting closer on the bed, Rabbit rested his head on Roue's chest and snuggled up alongside his lover's deliciously warm body.? "I ain' fakin' it with you, though," the little vampire said.? "I really like you.? And I really like d-doin' stuff with you." He hesitated, then whispered "Like n-now, if'n you f-feel like it."
[Roue]
The elf sighed, thinking about this Hirono person.? The name would've almost felt alien to him had he not been to Rune-Midgard's Amatsu, the town where a lot monks had trained beside the moated castle.? The way Rabbit described this mysterious woman felt a little off, like there was a piece of darkness involved there, the word liking leaning more towards an obsession.? Collecting things...pictures...perhaps even people?? He was curious but at the same time not quite sure he wanted to satisfy that itch.? This place was definitely full of perpexling, mystifying things...like Palyndra.? Interestingly enough, he wanted to see her again.? What was it about her that drew him to her?? Was it an elven affinity to magic, was it because she looked as if she was made of stars?? The wizard looked away, eyes glazed over till the little vampire's voice broke his spaciness.
"What's taking a photo?? I've never heard of that before," Roue asked, looking back at Rabbit, absentmindedly bringing the youth's hand back to his lips and kissing the top of his hand, then his wrist.? The elf still felt a bit out of it, whether it was the withdrawal of a euphoric high or something else, he didn't know.? The way the vampire laid beneath him, looking so innocent and vulnerable, awakened a different side of Roue, one that was more confident and definitely cockier, than the usual timid wizard who was always on the receiving end, never the giving.? Yet, there it was, just simmering under the surface and now it wanted to bubble out, frothing at the edges of his soul.
"Mmm, you are sexy, I'll give you that," he murmured, dipping his head to nuzzle Rabbit's neck, gently taking the skin between his teeth and nibbling on it.? His usual stammer, the way Roue's youthful companion was so meek and demure made him want to devour the boy, to completely and totally dominate him.? He pressed his hips into Rabbit's thigh, letting his lover feel the rising desire in his loins.? "Why don't you tell me what kind of stuff you want to do exactly?"
[tag Rabbit]
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Re: Raconteur City: The Summoning (Pyp, Kutsuki)
(Pyp)
"I'm not in your room,?Eraisama," Pyp said, his voice calm and casual and seeming to come from some point in the ceiling of Kutsuki's bedroom.? "You gave me explicit orders to _not_ enter your room until you called me to return.? I have obeyed your orders and am currently up on the roof of this abode, where I came and where I have remained since leaving your room."? There was no visual image to accompany the disembodied voice, but one could almost feel a smile in the air when it sweetly inquired "Does?Eraisama?wish me to return now?"
The demon chuckled silently at his summoner's distress.? His little experiment had been quite successful, managing to not only confirm his suspicion about his summoner's most deeply repressed desires but also provide some interesting insights into the nature of those desires.? The sense of violation the pale warlock was emanating was just icing on the cake.
"You sound upset,?Eraisama," the flower-boy demon observed, maintaining the same casually inquiring tone as before.? "Is anything wrong?"
[Kutsuki]
Kutsuki rubbed his forehead in frustration as he listened to the egotistical disembodied voice of the imp.? Running his hands through his hair, pointing at Pyp who he was 100% sure was watching him, then back down at the floor.
"I said come out, asshole.? Since you want me to be precise...? Get your demonic behind off my roof and come down to my room this instant," the white haired boy growled, heavily sighing.? He should've known better than this and yet he kept making the mistake over and over that the demon would be anything but loyal.? Of course he was going to catch him on every technically.? He was a fucking hellion.? This shit was built into whatever constituted as their blood, nay, the very fiber of their cursed being.
"Don't play coy with me, hellion.? You know exactly why I'm royally pissed right now," he snarled, gritting his teeth.? He was still sweaty from the dream, skin feeling like it was on pins and needles just thinking back to what he dream.? Kutsuki knew it was all Pyp.? Demon be damned if he was going to try and act all innocent.? That word wasn't even part of a demon's vocabulary.? "Explain why you felt the need to make me dream that bullshit.? You thought I was going to jack off at the sight of myself?"
[tag Pyp]
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Re: Blood Bonds: Getting to know Paris (Draven, Nicolete)
(Nicolete) As she walked with Draven, Nicolete noticed his stature. How he moved, talked, carried himself. She had heard much about him. He was after all a living legend. He was also quite handsome.
“That is a very lofty task, my lord. Lofty indeed. Unlike the states, where if you can get you President and Congress to agree, then you can make it so. I am sure you are aware that Europe is a hodgepodge of independent and sovereign nations. All with their own rules, regulations and cultures. To accomplish that kind of change will take changing hearts and minds. There are many here who feel like you have disrupted the natural order of life and do not wish to have your backwards thinking do the same here.”
Nicolete took the drink from the bartender and moaned softly at the taste of the drink. “Umm, very nice. what is this?”
(Draven) Draven gave Nicollete a smirk when she mentioned the President and Congress, "no, ma'am, the US government had nothing to do with it. Most of them do not even know we exist. It was myself with help from others of the kinds."
He was glad she liked the drink, "it contains a few different ingredients and of course the necessary one.? It doesn't have a name. Glad you like it."
Tag: Nicollete
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Re: Blood Feuds: Trying to Survive (Anais, Vincent)
(Anais) Anais was fully prepared for retaliation. After all she had just threw water on him. Disrespected him in front of his people. So she knew he would do something. She expected him to strike her again hard enough to knock her to the floor. But then maybe not because ?he seem to be very interested in her child.?
So when he came at her so fast, she knew then he was an ancient...and if not an ancient he had ancient in his bloodline. ?He pushed her into the chair behind her hard. And even before she could scream or fight, he had her tied.??She didn’t expect the needle...that shocked her. With a soft sigh, Anais passed into unconsciousness.?
She was surprised when she awoke this time to find that she lay in a cool bed. The sheer of the curtains gently swaying about the window, ?a cool breeze coming to wash over her body. This time she was dressed in a sleeping gown of white silk and lace that flowed across her naked body. Her arms were tied and so were her legs.?
She had to go to the bathroom. So she called, “I know someone is there. I know someone can hear me. I have to pee.”
(Random NPC) A young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes quietly came into the room. She didn't say anything as she walked into the bathroom and came back out with a bed pan.? She stepped up next to the bed and simply said, "lift," as she put the pan on the bed prepared to slip it underneath Anais if she cooperated.?
Tag: Anais
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
[Roue]
"So they are aware of this place now...then it's only a matter of time," Roue said, biting his lip as he looked at his lover.? "I wonder if my parents know one of them is after my life.? Do they even care? *sigh* The one that tried to kill me, he was the one whose knife had grazed me...? It must've been coated with poison.? Even now it makes me feel sick just thinking about it."? How little worth was he alive that one of his assailants chose to go after his own life?? Not something he wanted to go back to find out, so perhaps it would be best for him to just wait it out.? Plus, with the discovery of this place and the many world that it could take him to?? ? Worth exploring, even just a bit.
"So, tell me, Rabbit, what is this requester going to need of me?" Roue asked, flipping onto his side as he crawled Rabbit's head within the crook of his arm.? He was lazily running his hand through the little vampire's hair, brushing it back , getting all the hairs out of the way.? Staring into his eyes, studying all the little inflections in his perfect, pale skin, the curve of his neck as it joined his shoulders, how his Adam's apple moved when he spoke.? Rabbit being a vampire was fascinating to him, wondering how an undead being like him could exist.? There were no beings like that in his world, only abilities that allowed one to leech life but it didn't make anyone less alive.? "Is this the same person who likes to paint?? Is she going to want to do that with me also?"
He was about to lean down, wanting to kiss Rabbit but the youthful vampire grabbed his hand that was previously tangled in his hair, and started sucking on his fingers.? Nervous or not, it sent a pleasurable shiver through his body until Rabbit noticed that he was doing that and released his fingers.? The elf took his lover's hand into his own, pleating their fingers together as he brought it to his lips and gingerly kissed each knuckle, looking into the other's eyes, his gaze unwavering.??
"Is it wrong to admit that I feel jealous that others get to have you in that way?" he murmured, dragging Rabbit's cool hand against his cheek.? "We've only just met but for some reason I feel drawn to you.? Does a vampire always captivate his prey like that, or is it just me?"
(Rabbit)
The little vampire fidgeted awkwardly at Roue's question about what Dr. Hirono might want from him.? "I ain' sure," he said.? "'Cept that it w-won' involve money.? She's got plenty of that."? He leaned his head closer as the elf ran his fingers through his hair, visibly soaking up Roue's affection.? "She might wanna paint you.? Or take a photo.? She does that sometimes," Rabbit hesitated, then murmured "Or she m-might want a p-picture of you 'n me together.? You know.? P-posin' 'n stuff. She likes to do that sometimes.? She...." he chewed on his lip as he tried to find the words.? "She... collects things.? Images.? Like p-pictures 'n stuff."
He shivered when his lover took his hand and mimicked the attentions he'd given the elf's fingers.? His hands were very sensitive and the feel of Roue's warm lips on his knuckles made him want more of that kind of attention.? Especially when the elf's gaze was so firmly fixed on him.
"You shouldn' be, you know, jealous," Rabbit said softly, looking back into Roue's eyes with longing.? "It ain' the same.? I s-sometimes do, you know, s-stuff for people 'cause I gotta.? It ain' the same as when I'm with you.? When I'm with you, it's 'cause I w-wanna be with you." At the elf's other question, the little vampire shrugged.? "S-some vampires can do that.? Puttin' a kind of s-spell on people so that they cain' think of nothin' else.? But I ain' got that skill.? I _do_ know how to be, uhm, you know, s-sexy some."? He looked down in evident embarrassment, shrugging.? "I l-learned a lot of, uhm, t-tricks when I was livin' on the streets.? I got real good at the three P's. Includin' the one that means P-peddlin' my butt.? But that was just f-fakin' it.? M-most of the time, anyways."??
Scooting closer on the bed, Rabbit rested his head on Roue's chest and snuggled up alongside his lover's deliciously warm body.? "I ain' fakin' it with you, though," the little vampire said.? "I really like you.? And I really like d-doin' stuff with you." He hesitated, then whispered "Like n-now, if'n you f-feel like it."? ??
Tag - Roue
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
?Etienne -
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Etienne wasn’t really paying that much attention to Sicilien and his games right now. She wanted to live. And unfortunately despite what she could do there was nothing that she could no. So that meant she had to think.
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As she stood staring at the edge of the horizon she said. “Moving him won’t help us. By the strength of the stench, there are too many to fight. Moving him 200 yards won’t stop them from finding us. We need to leave the area...completely.” Turning to them she said.
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“And the fastest and best way to do that are the horse. The bubble he created for us is big enough for our horses. There are five of us and four house. We strapped him to the lead horse. And then we strap our horse together in a diamond. That will keep them close. Sicilien you take point Callie you take the rear and the Big guy and I will flank the sides. And we head southeast. “ she said pointing to a mountain range. “That can provide cover.”
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“It’s obvious that Something is trying to keep us from where we are trying to go. So we have to make it think it won. Once we are in the mountains we can get a decent nights sleep, something to eat and come up with a game plan. It’s either that or we split up because I’m not keen on dying for a bunch of strangers.”
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(Chase)
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?‘Smart and beautiful, it was clear to see why the Sicilian was smitten with her.? Not that he could blame him at all but that was beside the point.? “Then now that we have a plan we need to move.”? He listened to her she didn’t sound at all like the server from the town in which they had met which meant, that, that too was a role.? Seems they were all playing them, he was trying to pretend to be a simple bounty hunter, the couple was a pair of agents.? He wasn’t sure exactly what his new chat partner was or the woman that now spoke with a bit of determination, but none of them were simply by any means.
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? He was probably the strongest so moving their magus wouldn’t be too much of a problem for him.? Once he had moved him, he strapped him into the saddle next to his woman.? He moved with a bit of speed, not too much to have him fall loose too far in.? They did need to get someplace to regroup and recoup.
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Going straight head-on had not worked so they would have to try something else and this worked for him.? He was completely hammer and this required a bit more finesse.? Which he could harken to another's plan right now.?
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?“We ready?”? He said looking at the others as the scent of the dead was still getting stronger now to him at least.
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(Callie Carson)
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Callie astride her horse, with Flynn strapped in behind her, she circled around to the rear of the group. Once in position, she looked to the others and nodded, "Let's do this!"
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The smell of the dead was not overcoming and Callie found herself gagging from the stench. Then, she heard their moans and growls outside the bubble and she swallowed hard. This needed to work in a bad way...
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(Flynn)
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Flynn was helpless, really.? It was taking all of his glamour to maintain the bubble of illusion that was keeping them from being seen, if not by the approaching undead then at least by whatever enemy was commanding them.? He hoped that moving east - or southeast as it was now - would get them out of the undead horde's path in time, but he didn't want to put all of their hopes on it.? Not with the stakes being what they were.
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Within the dreaming world, he began to cast his gaze downward.? First to the ground, then willing it further, into the ground, into what lay beneath.? Normally he would use this trick to find water, or sometimes to find something that had been buried.? This time though he was having to look deeper, far below the surface, searching for layer of caprock. If he could find caprock, then there was a chance that somewhere below that he could find a cavern.? It was a longshot, he knew, even if he found one.? But it was the best option he could think of.? The only thing he could think of.? He continued his search as they moved, depending on Callie to keep him in the saddle.??
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[Sicilien]
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When Etienne took charge, Sicilien grinned, hearing that same fiery, headstrong attitude that she so oft displayed in front of him.? He abruptly stood up, turning around as he backed up, raising his arms in an "I give" gesture, palms out, though the toothy grin that graced his face was no less smaller.
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"Whoa, yes, ma'am!" he enthusiastically exclaimed, laying on the sugar so thick you'd get diabetes from it.? "Ya'll heard the lady.? Let's saddle up!"? He walked up to the horse that he's previously ridden, taking it by the reins as he brought it back to the group.? Irritating the shit out of Etienne aside, a determined, serious look did come upon him as he checked the beats over, tightening all the straps, buckling all of the bags.? He really didn't have much, and anything that he could not afford to lose would be on his person already.? His two revolvers, Amano and Yuki, and the sniper rifle slung across his back.
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"Alright, taking point," he announced as he maneuvered the horse to the front, turning it so that he could look upon the others, waiting for them to fall in line.? The stench indeed was becoming unbearable.? Though his nose was not quite as sensitive as his beastly friend, one didn't have to be animalistic to feel it start to overwhelm you.? He just hoped that once they headed towards the mountains, that there would a cave or some kind of an outcropping with a roof over their hands so that they can at least take shelter there.
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"Let's start of with a trot and increase the speed from there as needed.? Callie, I'll rely on you to tell me if we can go faster or if we need to slow down, since you're Flynn's pointwoman.? Okay?? Ready when you lot are."
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{Charity}
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When the first of the undead shambled into Millers Crossing Charity was perplexed. Not only were they undamaged by battle, meaning that they had not met the Five along the road, but they were not driving the party before them either. She smiled then.
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"Clever," she muttered, casting her senses across the landscape on the wings of bats and the paws of other nocturnal predators. "Where have you gone? Are we still shielding ourselves from sight? My bats do not use it, my coyotes and wolves use their noses better." She began dancing again, calling to her fauna minions.?
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The coyotes replied first, howling among themselves as they circled the area where the Five had last been discovered. The scents of the undead covered any faint trace of the party's leaving. Wolves circled further out, far from the road both to the north and south. The bats fluttered about, but the clouds of insects had been drawn to the recent buffet of undead flesh that was still passing along the road.
Finally a single mountain lion picked up the scent. Alone, at Charity's command, it followed the scent trail southeast into the mountains. "Follow and watch," Charity sang to it as she danced, "tell the ravens where they are come the dawn, and then rest."
A cruel smile waxed across the wendigo's face as she added, "I shall have a special task for you when once again night shall fall."
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Having set the scene Charity turned her attention to the arriving undead. It wouldn't do to have her new subjects messing up her nice little town, they needed new flesh on their bare bones. One by one she danced them into the kiva.
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Tag - Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in periodically), Chase
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Re: Raconteur City: Investigating Leads (Scarlett, open)
Luke Reardon Luke touched the camera that hung from his neck and grinned. “I’m as useless as a wet hen but I will do everything I can to back you up.? This old digital has infrared so at least I can see a little. If I hang back it would help more. I’m not exactly a ninja.”
Scarlett MacAleister
Scarlett smiled as they walked toward the back of the property, down from the field of weeds to the treeline. There they worked along the edge of a 10 foot tall fence untilthey came around to a position behind the estate. From there, in a wooded area several hundred yards from the road, in the trees and bushes, they arrived at a vantage point which gave them a descent view of the backside of the estate where Scarlett had tracked the cartel members earlier. The vampire swept the area with her vision, which covered infared and enhanced the dim moonlight. "There's guards up around the house. Maybe six outside, human." The redhead looked around some more and saw movement inside the house through the windows. She looked to Luke, "Can you see anything with your camera?"
(tag Luke, open)
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