GLoG XXXIV: It gets worse!

[Darkcomet]

Alright. Both of you, into beds! Now!
Quinn is using her Paladin-Nurse Command Voice on DC and Butler.

I don't think that would help much, myself...

He's probably right.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn Dimension Doors into Irene's room and knocks her over the head with a Hammerspace Hammer!

Quinn hurries over to start checking over Butler. I don't care. You're staying in bed until myself or Doctor Marcos is sure you're fine, and that's that!

[Reinholdt]

"Isn't Comet fine, ma'am?"

Quinn probably starts getting charged with essence. Check Butler's updated character sheet for stuff about that.

*****

No!
It's like casting identify to ascertain key command words and stuff, only much more powerful. Just to learn the basics. She won't have time to learn all of it right now. Especially the more intricate capabilities. Just the crash course.

[Lex-Kat]

*Sigh* Yes Marley, I'm still here. How'd you find me?

[Ashen Lilies]

It's... complicated. Playing it produces random effects, and you need to... direct those effects by playing certain tunes and melodies. Sort of like Bardic Music, but taken to a god-like extreme. Quite literally, in fact.

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Khiansa returns to the Great Room. Looking slightly POed. Slightly.
"Runner?"

[Reinholdt]

Hmm... useful. But needs time to be able to properly direct. She won't be able to use this for a while.
She turns and does the same thing to the dice.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner looks at Khiansa. Yes? Is everything ok?

[Darkcomet]

Quinn Dimension Doors into Irene's room and knocks her over the head with a Hammerspace Hammer!

Quinn hurries over to start checking over Butler. I don't care. You're staying in bed until myself or Doctor Marcos is sure you're fine, and that's that!

DC sighs. Fine.

He heads over to one of the beds and... Sits.

[ThePhantom]

"You slipped up when you were pretending to be Butler. Then of course, you showed yourself to me and Butler. And finally, I just guessed that you would still be here when I came back. So, any chance things are going to calm down with you and Tia?"

Marley wheels himself to a spot at can't be seen from an entrance to the garden.

[Ashen Lilies]

The dice are simpler to use. By throwing them with intent, you can warp probability and make it your bitch. Within certain rules, of course, but goddesses care not for rules, and clever thinking can render those rules non-existent.

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"Can you check the security feed for the residential block corridor? I wish to know who entered my room. It would be much appreciated."

[The Bushranger]

Quinn quickly yanks her hands back from Butler.
Ye gawds...what happened to you, Butler?
It doesn't do anything to her. Being a 30th level psion and all.
And no, he's not fine...

Glaaaaaaaaaare!

Something really bad happened to you last night, and something weird was going on with Irene, too. I can't help but wonder what's going on.

[Darkcomet]

Irene? I haven't spoken with her at all lately. I doubt it's related.

It most certainly is not!

[Reinholdt]

*thinks*
Nope. Not related at all. This time. Fortunately.


"What's wrong with Comet ma'am? Is he going to be ok ma'am?" He's less worried about what happened to him than he is Comet, understandably.

*****

"Meh. Alright I suppose." Irene straps the artifacts to herself, adding them to the knife and necklace she has hidden on her.

"Things are falling into place nicely." Irene dashes out of her room and heads to Crimson's, hoping she's there. Knocking.

"Scarlet? We need to get going Scarlet."

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner nods and does so. As long as Irene wasn't invisible when she went in, Runner should see her on the tapes. If that is true, then he will tell Khiansa.

[Ashen Lilies]

There are a bunch of rules for the dice, but rule number one is that probability can only be changed within existing conditions. You can't make it snow in the amazon rainforest, because it's too warm but you can make an experience warrior fumble a basic move or trip over a rock, because hey, it had to happen sometime. And you don't actually have to toss the dice. Just move them in your hand or shake them or something.

[Reinholdt]

Not invisible. Whee.

Irene nods at the dice. Somewhat useful. Though she imagines her own power to be greater. Still... couldn't hurt to have.

She hopes Crimson answers her door soon.

[Lex-Kat]

I don't know. Likely. I was just upset, and then... I felt I needed to leave. So I did.

But the only place I could think to go wouldn't let me stay there, so I came back and decided to hide hear.

Don't tell anyone. Okay.

[Ashen Lilies]

"I see."

Khiansa orders a patrolling Sec-I to come over, and gives it orders to arrest Irene, with a few more Sec-Is and a Sec-II for backup. Such orders do not take affect until Vael undeadtimes, to allow Irene the chance for a dramatic getaway.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn doesn't know that.

He'll be fine, and so will you, Quinn says reassuringly to Butler, as meddrones move in to check him over and she goes to check on Mr. I Can Keel You With My Mind.

[Reinholdt]

"Oh good ma'am."
Makes sense since Comet said he was fine.

*****

Oh. Well I doubt that'll be anytime tonight then. La de daaa...

[ThePhantom]

"Alright, Vidalia. I won't tell anyone that you are here.
However, you do know this doesn't solve the problems, both Tia and Corentin are still worried about you."

[Darkcomet]

Quinn doesn't know that.

He'll be fine, and so will you, Quinn says reassuringly to Butler, as meddrones move in to check him over and she goes to check on Mr. I Can Keel You With My Mind.

DC is still seemingly fine.

Physically, that is.

Okay... What happened while I was out? Did you find out what that was, or even get any idea of what it was?

[Lex-Kat]

Huh? Why? Corentin should hate me after reading my note. And so should Tia. I was mean to her, threatened her and Marcos.

[The Bushranger]

I have no idea at all. I wasn't going to go picking around inside your brain while you were unconsious. I'm a telepath, not a brain surgeon.

Snarky Quinn is Snarky.

The meddrones keep scanning Butler.

Quinn grabs a handy dandy little doohickey and waves it over DC's head. It noms checks his brainwaves!

[Darkcomet]

I have no idea at all. I wasn't going to go picking around inside your brain while you were unconsious. I'm a telepath, not a brain surgeon.

Snarky Quinn is Snarky.

The meddrones keep scanning Butler.

Quinn grabs a handy dandy little doohickey and waves it over DC's head. It noms checks his brainwaves!

Brainwaves are relatively normal at this point. Relatively.

There is a very slight disturbance there, though.

Well, something is in there, I know that much...

[Reinholdt]

The meddrones learn everything mentioned on the character sheet. He's undead now. And is basically an essence battery/conducter.
His lovers are probably going to love that.
Or not. *shrugs*
But he seems fine. For now.
Until he gets overcharged anyways.

"Something's wrong with your brain sir? Do you need surgery too sir?"

[ThePhantom]

"Corentin still cares for you. He called you his beloved on the notice that he was leaving GLoG to be with you.
As for Tia, while I'm not so sure about, I'm pretty sure that she misses you. After all, reading people is one of the things that I'm good at."

[The Bushranger]

You mean besides the usual gray fluff?
Quinn scowls at the machine.
Well, that's what it's telling me - that there's something off, a little. Only way to tell more would be to go in...

[Darkcomet]

DC sighs. No surgery, Butler. Anyway, whatever's necessary. I'd really rather know what's sharing my brain-space.

[Reinholdt]

"Oh... umm... alright sir. Can I go now ma'am? I still need to talk to Decker and Vidalia ma'am."