GLoG XLVI: With a Maraschino Cherry On Top.

[Reinholdt]

Thank you. Wenomir continues eating in silence and when he's finished, he goes to Tobias' room and knocks.

Butler cleans up after Wenomir, returns to the infirmary and deadtimes.

[Je dit Viola]

Okay...
For now, Helen's waking up and going out of her room...to downstairs, I suppose?

[Morty]

Wenomir, who's waiting for Tobias to undeadtime, smells Helen. Like he suspected, she's here.

[Je dit Viola]

Okay. Since Wenomir is here, she doesn't go downstairs. Instead, she happens to go in the direction that he is.

...She's in her human form.

[Morty]

Good day. Ms. Helykaan, was it? He says politely when she sees her.

[Je dit Viola]

I actually like Helen better. she says.

And...what's your name, again?

[Morty]

Wenomir Rawicz. Former Head Warden of this place. He gestures around.

[Je dit Viola]

Oh, wow. Nice to meet you, Wenomir. Helen says.

[Morty]

Nice to meet you, too. I see not much has changed since I left here.

[Je dit Viola]

Oh, you used to be here? she asks.

Then she notices what time it is, and I have to deadtime, so she says Oh...it was nice talking to you! Bye!

And she runs off somewhere with deadtime oozes.

[Morty]

And conveniently so, as Wenomir deadtimes too.

[happyturtle]

[The Labs]

Acacia creeps out of her deadtime and attempts to sneak up on Darkcomet and spy on his work.

[Lord Magtok]

"Well, in a nutshell," the Telepath/Paladin/Champion of Neirian explains, "the Good League of Good is all about redemption. We're here to help people who have gone astray back into the light."

Infirmary

Magtok snickers once out of deadtime, his mind focusing on this particularly ironic bit of dialogue from the security records. He has proof of how forgotten and outdated that silly mission statement has become, evidence to show that icky blemish upon GLoG's claims of altruism and dignity, stuff he'll be sure to exploit just as soon as this Calublufiok business is put to rest.

[Darkcomet]

[Labs]

DC seems to have finished whatever it was he was doing, standing up and turning to spot Acacia. He's carrying his ion cannon, which seems to be... glowing a yellow-orange color instead of the usual red. I wonder what else glows that color (something very dangerous, in fact).

That weapon is now pointed at Acacia. "Explain yourself. Now." He's bluffing, of course. He wouldn't fire that inside...

[happyturtle]

[The Labs]

Acacia being (a) unfamiliar with high tech weaponry and (b) rather too impressed with her own abilities does not react like any sensible person does.

She's incredibly fast as she leaps over DC's head, somersaulting in the air, and swinging her glaive from above to try and knock the weird looking glowey club out of DC's hands. She'll then land lightly in a crouch on the far side of him, facing away from him, but spinning quickly, with the glaive parallel to the ground and spinning with her. Both glaive attacks are meant to hit with the staff end rather than the bladed end.

Or rather, that's how she envisions this manoeuvre going. Somehow I suspect it will get interrupted somewhere along the way.

[Darkcomet]

[Labs]

Likely to be interrupted indeed. As Acacia goes over DC's head, she may find herself being telekinetically frozen in the air.

Whee. Psychics.

[happyturtle]

[Labs]

Acacia is frozen, and rather shocked to be so. To the point where she's completely speechless.

[Darkcomet]

[Labs]

"Now..." Says DC, lowering the cannon. "Are you going to explain yourself or do I have to make you?"

Those last two words might seem like they're echoing in Acacia's mind.

[happyturtle]

"I was... just looking around..." Acacia says. She is not happy about having a voice in her mind, no indeed, so she tries to push it out. Just straight up willpower, with no natural psychic abilities, but it's strong willpower..

[Neon Knight]

Misaki and the Typewriter Monkey both undeadtime if someone needs some interaction and doesn't mind it coming from a simian who needs to type out dialogue or a little catgirl.

[Darkcomet]

[Labs]

It seems rather easy to push out. Possibly because it was leaving already and only there to emphasize in the first place.

"Then why the sneaking around? This isn't exactly somewhere you'd need to do that just to get a look around the place. Hell, I'm sure you could get a tour if you wanted. That tells me you either don't know what this place is, or you're someone we don't want to have around. I'm hoping it's the first."

[happyturtle]

"Does the tour come with extra threats? More guards with glowing clubs and fancy magic?" she asks defiantly. She's fighting the telekinesis now, and fighting it hard. Again, just willpower.

[Darkcomet]

"The tour doesn't. This is just what happens when you sneak around like that. Now answer the question." DC's growing annoyance comes with the telekinetic grip becoming stronger as the psychic evidently notices Acacia trying to break it.

[happyturtle]

[The Lab]

"I have no idea what you do here, Wizard. That's what I was trying to find out," Acacia says.

[UncleWolf]

Misaki and the Typewriter Monkey both undeadtime if someone needs some interaction and doesn't mind it coming from a simian who needs to type out dialogue or a little catgirl.

[Infirmary]

Wolfbane makes a mental note to leave this place alone until needed and turns to Misaki. "Would you mind showing me around the rest of the place?"

[Neon Knight]

[Infirmary]

Misaki smiles up at him. "Not at all!" She tries to take him by the hand and lead him around again.

[Darkcomet]

[Lab]

"Then try looking into things first before you go sneaking around like that. What this place is supposed to be meant for should be common knowledge." DC moves out of the way and lets Acacia down. Rather quickly. It would be more accurate to say he dropped her.

[UncleWolf]

[Infirmary]

He takes her hand and follows, keeping eye on his surroundings.

[Neon Knight]

[Infirmary ---> Labs]

Misaki will show him every area she can; the pool, the training rooms, the member's quarters, and finally the labs last. Something bad happened to her in the labs once, and she doesn't like to go there, but she bravely swallows this so she can show him them.

[happyturtle]

[Labs]

Acacia recovers quickly enough to roll with her landing and come up unharmed in a combat crouch, weapon at the ready. She doesn't attack again, but to Wolfbane, who probably catches sight of her, it might well look as if she's about to.