Darcy went back to her tribe for the solstice holidays. She'll be back. /tired player
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Darcy went back to her tribe for the solstice holidays. She'll be back. /tired player
[Room Z]
Then Zanny told Nancy that Darcy wasn't here for the holidays.
Once the song is over, Zanny shrugs.
"Well, I can do all manner of illusions imaginable. I can trick all five regular senses, and muddle thinking. The... difference is probably the illusions I use to augment my appearance. My usual enchantments were dispelled at the citadel, so I didn't look as "pretty", as some might say."
[Room Z]
"Ah... do you think you could learn me the same type of enchantments?" Nancy says innocently. "I mean, eventually if nothing else." She smiles again.
((deadtime))
An onion rolls into the campsite. It looks to be rolling very fast, for an onion.
It rolls into the middle of the campground, shifting as it nears the center. Butler!! a beautiful black haired woman calls out.
Butler comes running out!
"Yes ma'am?!" :smalleek:
People don't usually call for him like this.
[Room Z]
"What, to make yourself more attractive?"
Zanny chuckles.
"Yes, we will get to that. It's not too hard to learn because it deceits mostly sight, though illusions of smell and touch can be added to create complex enchantments. Controlling light is the key to deceiving the sight of others, though, so practice that tune."
Claire gives an odd look to the onion.
((OOC: Claire must have missed the edit where the onion shifted to a girl. :smallconfused: Sorry.))
But Claire now sees the former onion, now woman, look at Butler with shock. Tears roll down the onion-girl's face and she runs toward him. Butler!! she goes to wrap him in the tightest hug possible, with lots and lots of kisses.Didshehurtyou? Areyoualright? Whatkindofhorribletorturousthingsdidshedotoyou? I'llkillher!!
[Outside]
Butler is tightly hugged and kissed. It's a wonder the guy can breathe. :smalleek:
Butler hugs Vidalia back.
"It's alright Vidalia ma'am. Slow down ma'am. I'm fine ma'am. No one's hurt me ma'am." :smallfrown:
Vidalia doesn't stop the hugging part. Where have you been then? My sister told me she had you hidden away.
She didn't give me much time, but I came here in search of you, and you were not here. Then I looked at PACK, where I last saw you. I didn't have time to go to WATCHTOWER on the first day, but when I did, you wasn't there either.
She glares at Claire over Butler's shoulder. And who's that woman staring at us?
"Well I probably was at Trog's running my tour guide business ma'am. I thought I told you about it last time you were here ma'am. I'm sorry for worrying you ma'am." Hug hug hug.
Butler glances back at Claire. "I think that's one of Jamie's friends ma'am."
Vidalia literally smacks her forehead. The tour guide business. How'd I forget that? She places her arms lazily over Butler's shoulders, letting him hold her up. And how is the business? she asks, smiling.
"Well it's alright ma'am. I've shown a lot of neat people around ma'am." Hasn't made a single penny. Gets 0 tips. ZERO.
But that's ok.
Butler smiles at her.
"So how's that onion thing you're working on coming ma'am?" The revolution.
Vidalia tilts her head to one side. Onion thing? Oh, the revolution!
She straightens again. It's going great. My army of onions is growing daily. Well, except for the last few days while I was working for a vile shadow-loving *****!!
Butler smiles. "That's great ma'am!" :smallsmile:
"But... who are you talking about ma'am? You mentioned your sister ma'am?" :smallconfused:
"Holding me what ma'am? Lots of people hold me ma'am. Maybe she did too ma'am?" :smallconfused:
"But you shouldn't risk your life like that ma'am. Your life is very important to me ma'am." :smallfrown:
Vidalia's eye twitches at the thought of Bianca hugging Butler. *Twitch twitch*
Oh Butler, it wasn't that bad. I just had to infiltrate AMEN, not a big deal. I'm a member. Or, at least I was at one time, when I was spying on Darkcomet.
She decides not to mention sneaking through Inside. Not that Butler would know how dangerous that could be for her.
That can be dangerous for her? :smallconfused:
"Oh I see ma'am. Still, I'm sorry that happened ma'am. Is there anything I can do for you ma'am? Maybe find some way for you to contact me when you need to ma'am?" Like a cell phone! It's all the rage these days to become modernized and have them. Despite ACRO using to never have hardly any phones at all.
((*breaks out the scorecard*))
[Timeline A]
Jamie grins, and giggles, nodding enthuiastically. "Yeah, I guess I am! Or at least I am as Mikani, like this, I'm Jamie. Jamie Misaki Catherine Druid."
And she curtseys, exaggeratedly for the little girl's entertainment. :smalltongue:
"I didn't scare you, did I?"
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[Timeline B]
"Really? You can? That's awesome!" Mikani beams. "I'd really appreciate that, Auntie Bri."
Brianna chuckles. "Just warning ye, my abilities in those areas are from a different source than yours. I might be able to teach ye to use them effectively, though.
And what's Dire Kuzudu?"
Well, whaddaya know, Chezzy's back. Currently he's leaning against an aluminum pole and yelling at.. Wait, there's two of them? Oh, I see, they celebrate Festivus, and are currently in the middle of the Airing of Grievances.
[Outside (Timeline B)]
"Well, yeah, but every little bit helps! And dire kudzu is like kudzu. It's, um, a vine that grows really, really fast."
The real kudzu you can actually watch growing sometimes.
Jamie's grows even faster.
"And Dire Kudzu has really big thorns, the better for restraining bad guys."
And Cusinart-ing them.
"Ah, I get it. Your main combat weapon?"
[OTB]
Mikani nods. "Yeah. I can do other stuff too of course but that's what I use most often."
"Me, I mostly use fire abilities. I have some abilities intended for battle, and then there's the riastrad... but mostly fire at the moment."
"Fire is what I'm the worst at," Mikani admits. "Riastrad? Whats that?"
[Timeline A]
"No! Not at all, uh, Jamie." Sarah says, still wearing that wide, innocent smile. "You said you were Chosen? Is everyone here like that?"
[Timeline A, Lakeshore]
Jamie sits on a convienent rock, and pats it next to her for Sarah to sit.
"Not everyone is. The Good League of Good is where we help people do good, and we all do that in our own ways! But only a few people have powers like mine and are Chosen in the way I am."
"...the riastrad is a battle rage specific to the gods of the Tuatha de Dannan and their children. It's a divine berserk fury, the specifics of which are different to each user of it. I am not going to demonstrate it, because for one, it's bloody horrific, and for another, it's... difficult... to tell friend from foe in it."
[Timeline B, Outside]
"Oh."
Mikani nods in complete understanding of that.
"That's cool. I mean it's OK. But it's also cool. I guess?"
She looks a little taken aback, though.
"What's the matter?"
[Timeline A, Lakeshore]
"Oh? You must be magic too then." Jamie smiles reassuringly. "And I think you can stay here, sure! You'd have to talk to my mom to be sure 'cause she's in charge but I don't see why not. We could be sisters even maybe! If you'd like that."
---
[Timeline B, Outside]
"Well, it's just, I didn't make you have any bad memories or anything did I?" Mikani asks, looking at Brianna worriedly.
Brianna shakes her head. "Nope. It's just that I'm fully aware of what I can do, and the effects my abilities can have."
[TBO]
"Oh. Well, I guess that's a good thing then, right?" Mikani asks. "I just hope I don't ever hurt anybody while I'm learning..."
"You'll just have to be careful about it. All right?"
[TB, O]
"Alright. C'mon, let's go in, I bet mom has that food ready." And Mikani grins.
Brianna smiles, and will follow Jamie! :smalltongue:
[> Infirmary]
And to the Infirmary they go!
Mikani grinning as the scent of roast beef sandwiches and au jus comes wafting out as they enter, with Quinn finshing fixing up two sandwiches for each of them.
Brianna sniffs. "Smells pretty good. I do have to ask, any dog or swan? Not likely, I know, but needs asking."
[Lakeshore]
Jamie smiles, almost beams, in fact, and tries to give Sarah a tight, but careful, hug.
"Me too. Welcome to the family, little sis."
D'awwwww.
[Infirmary]
"Oh, I just remembered something, I'll be back, OK?" Quinn nods, and Mikani grabs her sandwiches and runs out!
And back into continuity. :smalltongue:
Quinn, meanwhile, shakes her head at Brianna and chuckles. "Never any dog here. And swan, well, they're too much of a pain to pluck compared to goose. So it's just plain old roast beast."
"Good! Means I don't have to worry about what I eat. Thank you, Quinn."
Brianna tucks in with gusto! :smalltongue:
[Infirmary]
And Quinn, chuckling, digs in as well.
Shes not a bad cook at all!
((And last post here. G'nite, y'all!))
Lakeshore
Sarah is startled, but still clearly delighted, by the whole thing. She returns the hug about as tight as a little girl can. Rather than that odd child's sophistication, she sounds a bit more naturally like a child of four or five right now. "Thank you, Jamie." A pause, then she adds, "Sis. You're really nice."
Sure. Do you know how many people in Inside would literally kill to have an Onion these days? :smallbiggrin:
I could leave one of my onions with you at all times. A small onion suddenly pops up behind Vidalia. You can contact me through her, and vice-versa
Who needs cell phones? Vidalia has onions. :smalltongue:
[Lakeshore]
Mathias is wandering around the lake shore, taking in the natural beauty. He might see people there.
[Lakeshore]
Anchor is there, skipping rocks across the lake. They are as ghostly as she is, usually, and leave no ripple in the water as they bounce.
[Lakeshore]
Mathias looks over at Anchor. He'd heard of the ghosts in this place, but hadn't seen one yet. He walks over and says "Hello."
[Lakeshore]
Anchor drops her current rock and turns towards him. "Hello. What brings you to this fine lake?"
[Lakeshore]
"Well, I'm new here, and I was looking around the grounds," Mathias responds. He pauses a second. "My name's Mathias."
[Lakeshore]
It seems that whatever arguement Chezchire was having with himself, it's over now, as Chezzy is dragging the aluminum pole, now covered in skull sized dents, towards the lake. What may be slightly more worrying is the mirror image of himself tied to it by a string of Xmas lights.
[Lakeshore]
"I'm Anchor. I hope you do some good here in GLoG."
[Infirmary]
Alone but for the IV drip, Ory wakes up grogily. He views his surroundings with confusion before reaching up and frantically touching his scalp. He is relieved when his hand contacts the cybernetic goggles that were attached to his skull. His voice is raw and rough as he speaks out load. "Del, what's going on? where am I?"
The droid intelligence known as Delta-7 took a few seconds to respond, before pumping words directly into his head. "We are in a strange sort of hospital/safehouse run by a group called the 'Good League of Good'. You were in a coma brought about by a combination of drunkeness and stupidity. Though I doubt you remember the events involved."
"Last I remember Ana was topless making out with a firey chick in a hot tub, and I went to go get a drink."
"Humph! More like a case."
"Well if you're through pretending to be my mother, could we maybe work on getting out of here!"
"Well since to any ordinary person's viewpoint you are sitting in a hospital bed shouting to yourself, perhaps you should press that call button on the left side of the bed."
Ory mentally growled at the AI and stabbed his finger repeatedly on the button. Then sat back and waited for a response, a dark expression spread across his face.
[Lakeside]
"Nice to meet you." Mathias extends a hand, but then pulls it back when he realizes that he would just pass through her hand.
[Lakeside]
Anchor laughs. "Pleased to meet you too! You catch on quickly. Good. What is it you do here, Mathias?"
Lakeshore
Jamie smiles even more, and blushes a bit. "Well, I try my best. And I'll keep trying too," she promises, pulling back from the hug after a minute. "So. Are you hungry or anything? I love to cook. What about you? Is there anything you like doing?"
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[Infirmary]
Call button? Well, we'll say there is one, since Quinn is prone to getting distracted. :smalltongue:
And after a minute or three she hurries in from the kitchenette area, and, spotting Ory, smiles. "Oh, my goodness, you're awake. That's great. Welcome to the Good League of Good, I'm Quinn - Quinn Druid. What is your name, and what do you remember about before you were brought here?"