[Acro] GLoG XLV: The winds of change be darned!

[Je dit Viola]

Main Place

Well, purple's not that bad of a color, so I don't know what you're complaining about. says Helen.

[Reinholdt]

The Elsewhere

Neither. There's just a small tunnel under the rock outcropping, just about half again as wide as the drone's size. Certainly not big enough for a regular sized Magtok.

[Lord Magtok]

GLoG's Great Room

Magtok shakes his head

I was trying to make a point about being an evil villain with all of that. I'm only in the League right now and not being forcibly escorted out by a squad of guard drones because of a deal I made with a member to undermine a big evil demon guy, and because I like the cake around here. Once the demon's out of the picture, I'll probably do another act of good, find an excuse to turn on everyone here, and then go back to leading armies of Magbots and evil humpback whales into innocent cities and stuff.

Small Tunnel

Not one to be deterred by something as inconvenient small spaces, Magtok tucks away his umbrella, his legs, outer plating, arms, and anything else he can do without, and sets about creeping after the drone like some freaky little MagWorm, probably ruining those nice fresh robes in the process.

[Je dit Viola]

[Greatly Room]

Oh, that makes sense, in a twisted way...

Why does everyone hate demons? she says to herself under her breath, not really expecting an answer.

[Reinholdt]

Small Tunnel

Magworm makes his way down the tunnel. Up ahead he can hear voices. One of them definitely is the Mean Drone 12 that's talking. The others are not voices that Magtok recognizes.

If Magtok listens closely, he can tell that the Drone is relaying the recent events of GLoG to the other voices, including Magtok's behavior.

[Lord Magtok]

Great Room

Well there's one particular example who's currently trying to destroy the multiverse. And another who viciously shoved my mind from its comfy "Mildly deranged" condition all the way down to "Traumatized psycho babbling nonsense" through means I really don't like to talk about, and eventually recovered from. For everyone else though, it's usually just the stereotype coloring their impressions.

Small Tunnel

He'll continue on just a bit more, improving his hearing and switching through his eye settings to try to find one that'll show the other figures.

[Je dit Viola]

[The Building]

Oh, okay. I've always wondered why everyone wanted to kill me when they finally found out I was trying to kill them. she says. Actually...that was pretty weird logic that she just had.

[Lord Magtok]

[The Building]

Magtok blinks.

Wait, what?! That's just self-defense, and...wait, I thought I was the only person on that side of the alignment chart here.

[Reinholdt]

Small Tunnel

The other figures appear to be small humanoids with pointy ears. And green. No not goblins. Smaller than them.

Magtok may recognize gremlins.

"So we need to build yet another then."
"Must we oh Great-And-Glorious-Leader-Who-Art-Most-Green? How much longer must we..."
"Silence! We'll make as many as I say and continue our surveillance!"

One walks off and the others mumble to themselves about how strangely Great-And-Glorious-Leader-Who-Art-Most-Green has been acting lately.

[Je dit Viola]

[Great Hall]

What? Really? Self-defence? She makes a confused face...That's so weird.

But don't worry, that was more than 300 years ago. I haven't killed anyone in that long. So I'm not that bad.

[Lex-Kat]

(Mindscape)

Quinn doesn't have anything to say to that directly...seeing as it actually isn't real.
I'm real, you are real, and our powers are real, she says quietly, after getting over the groovy mind-trip. You're a very special young lady, and you have the potential to do great things. I was sent by my Goddess to make sure you become all that you can be.

But why me? Nobody cares about me except my father.

{Great Hall}

Bianca sees Helen and approaches her. So how's your leg?

[Lord Magtok]

Great Hall

Oh. Okay, then...

Magtok stops tinkering with the drone and looks warily at the succubus now. Sure, she might be injured, but Mag's absolutely awful in any sort of combat situation, and while he has plenty of back-up clones, being killed by a demonic being still fudgin' hurts.

Three hundred years ago? So I take it you were around for the Great Disco War of '76? That was a fun conflict. A shame everyone's been inoculated against Saturday Night Fever, though.

Small Tunnel

Gremlins! Why'd it hafta be gremlins?!

...Actually, gremlins are one of the few vermin races Magtok doesn't give a darn either way about. In fact, he doesn't recall meeting even one of their kind in his entire existence, with a minor exception being made for that time he'd been trapped in that movie and had to fight his way out with little more than a hairdryer and a pocket full of gumballs.

He'll head back out now. There's little else he can do in his current state about the things.

[Reinholdt]

Small Tunnel

Just in time too, cause Mean Drone 12 is flying back out and to GLoG again.

[Je dit Viola]

[Great Hall]

Actually, I was unable to attend that. But I heard it was fun. she says to Magtok. War? Party? She gets the two mixed up sometimes.

Then, to Biana, Helen replies Oh, it's doing well. Although, I met a demon hunter today. He was pretty nice. And... she points at the eyepatch over her eye, although that's not related to the demon hunter. this happened. And I got hole in my other wing.

[The Bushranger]

(Mindscape)

Quinn shakes her head. That's not true. There are quite a few people who care about you. Including one in your own head, Quinn adds to herself. But as for why you, it's because you have the potental to do great good in the world. Neirian saw you and sent me to help you do that.

[Darkcomet]

[Great Room]

Altara undeadtimes by the fire. Huh.

[Lex-Kat]

{Great Room}

Who did this to you? Bianca looks closer at the wing, then the eyepatch and reaches to lift it up.

{Shania's Mind}

Liar. I'm constantly teased at school, even though I'm a cheerleader. My mom's too busy to pay any attention to me, much less daddy.

And what's this goddess of yours the goddess of, hmmm?

[Je dit Viola]

[Great Big Room]
One of the droids. But, no worries. Magtok helped me a bit afterwards. She shrugs. He also explained what 'self defence' was.

Under the eyepatch, her eye is covered in blood, the skin around it looks burned, but the eye itself is good enough.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok raises an eyebrow at Helen, decides she's too much of a potentially troublesome demon thingy, and decides not to correct her about the eye.

Well, today's been fun and all, but I've got to go now. S'been nice meeting you, succubus, and thanks for giving me the drone to study. With luck, the hostile drones will be a thing of the past in a week or so.

And with that said, he'll stand up, dragging the robot in one hand, and head off towards the rooms.

[Je dit Viola]

Goodbye, she says, waving to Magtok.

She needs to stop getting hurt.

[Lex-Kat]

{Great Room}

Let's get that taken care of. An eyepatch just won't do. Bianaca leads Helen back to the infirmary.

You really need to stop getting hurt so much. You'll never make a good assassin, if you get hurt first.

[Je dit Viola]

Back in the infirmary...

Ooh, assassin? Yes, that does sound fun. Maybe I should try it. she says. And, yes, I'd be a very good assassin, because I won.

[The Bushranger]

(Mindscape)

I'm sorry to hear that. And Shania will likely be able to tell Quinn really means that. Neirian is a goddess of pixies and butterflies. And before you say anything, yes, pixies exist, and I recently helped save one, which is how I attained my position as Her champion. She folds her hands behind her back. Wouldn't you like to be able to go somewhere where people won't tease you? Where they'll respect you for who and what you are?

[Lex-Kat]

{Shania's Mind}

Can daddy come? He needs to get away from mom.

{Infirmary}

Bianca frowns. It matters not who won. The point is to be a master of killing, not bar-room brawling.

After the drone fixes your eye and patches your other wing, meet me down in the training room. Bianca walks out.

{Rose Garden}

Vidalia wakes up and tries to slip out of Butler's embrace without waking him.

[The Bushranger]

(Mindscape)

Quinn quickly tries to figure out how to deal with this, figuring saying "no" isn't the best of ideas for getting Shania to go along with things.
I'm afraid I didn't make the best of impressions on your daddy... Why do you say he needs to get away from your mom?

[Reinholdt]

{Rose Garden}

Vidalia gets away. Butler is sleeping very soundly and quite cute and curled up.

[Je dit Viola]

[infirmary]

Okay, Helen says.

After getting patched up...she walks down to the [training room] with a cast, a bloody face, and two injured wings. She takes her two swords, and her dagger's not to be seen again.

[Lex-Kat]

{Shania's Mind}

I told you. She doesn't give him the attention a man needs and deserves. She is trying to make him feel less than what he is. I hate her.

{Training Room}

When Helen enters, there is a practice dummy standing in the middle of the room.

Also, there are small hoops situated in the air all around.

{Rose Garden}

Vidalia, still nekkid, just sits on the ground and watches Butler sleep.

One of her onions watch for anyone getting too close.

[Je dit Viola]

[training Room]

Huh. I didn't know it could be set up like that. Helen flexes her wings, unsure if flying could tear her wings again.

[Reinholdt]

{Rose Garden}

Nekkid Butler slowly stirs, waking unusually slow at the lack of Vidalia warmth, mumbling something that sounds like ma'am.