[Nexus] Inside 31

[happyturtle]

Hartwater Inn

Crissy manages to snap out of her shock, and hurries over to Aleida.
"Hey, hey. You're OK! You, um, like totally zoned out there that's why he was checking on you that's all! You're hurt!"

Hartwater Inn

Milos reaches out to try and catch the girl's shoulder. "We're just trying to help you! Please, stop."

"Thou must not touch me! It is not seemly!" she says again, but this time the words come out in a defeated whimper, and she holds still, her eyes lowered. Crissy will see that she's cut her hand and it's bleeding pretty heavily.

[UncleWolf]

Hartwater Inn

"Please, tell us what's wrong." Milos asks, worried about the girl.

[The Bushranger]

HI

"I need cloth," Crissy says sharply, looking up at Milo. "Part of your shirt, or something," she says, even as she gently tries to take the girl's hand and apply pressure to the wound to try and stop the bleeding.

[happyturtle]

Hartwater Inn

"I fell and thou touched me." she says. She raises her uninjured hand to her head. "Someone is calling. Cannot thou hear it?"

Crissy, who is touching Aleida's hand, may hear distantly the sound of a fist pounding on wood, and a commanding voice demanding to be let out. Milos, who is only touching Aleida's shoulder through fabric, does not.

[The Bushranger]

Hartwater Inn

Crissy gasps quietly as she hears the drums! pounding and voice.

"Just stay calm, alright? I hear it," she whispers.

[Zefir]

[Scrapyard]

Harnel facepalms. Was Iggy going to be like this every time they saw something made of metal? He'll go over and try to take Iggy away, back to what they were working on

[Scrapyard]

"Is this yours?"

He points at Iggy with an anoyed expression.

[Halae]

Scrapyard

"Yes," Harnel says simply

[Zefir]

Scrapyard

"Could you please take care of him? I don't want my friends to get hurt."

Around her are the robots only they are 8 feet high expect one who is still on her side.

[Halae]

Scrapyard

"They're eight times his size. I don't think he can do much."

[Zefir]

Scrapyard

"If we go with this theorie Giants should rule the world, right?"

She smiles and turns her head to the side.

[Halae]

Scrapyard

Harnel rolls his eyes, "That's not what I meant. look at him! he's whaling on it with a weapon as large as he is and he's not even leaving a dent in the damned armor."

[TechnoScrabble]

Red Zone-Overgrown Street

This street has gotten the worst of the purple webbing. It covers the streets, the walls, the rooftops, a vast variety of bizarre plants sprouting from the nasty substance. Here and there, deeper within the foul smelling, fog filled jungle, cocoons are stuck to the wall, some of them writhing and emitting muffled moans.

A dictionary thick, frisbee shaped and sized, dark blue-grey hovering robot with a single off-center dull silver stripe and one black camera lensed eye with a red wire leading up to a constantly twitching and swiveling high powered antennae the length, shape, and thickness of a human forearm hovers about, taking audio, video, and pictures of the area. Soon, a second one joins it, missing an antennae but armed with a small laser, and cuts a swathe through a thicket of vines and creepers.

SKLORT! CRUNCH! Bwee bwee bweeee... THUDCRASH!

A shining black and golden-green bipedal scarab beetle the size of a fat halfling fires its bio-rifle (one of many varieties) at the antennae armed drone, the large, saliva coated spike impaling the drone and causing it to crash to the cracked asphalt of ground beneath. Soon, other beetles are hopping about, firing at the other drone as it flees, clicking and beeping in fear!

FuwooooOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM! Splurrrtch!

Rho flies in and lands on one of the beetles, Phil atop it swinging a strange looking polearm that trails roiling, color shifting flames and cutting down two of the bugs mid-leap and cackling madly. Three short, wide gun barrels slide out of a plate on Rho's upper left chest and start firing rapidly, their laser guided rail-rocket propelled ammunition making a unique roar as it blasts through the remaining beetles.

"Well," Phil coughs once the smoke clears, "That was fun!"

[Zefir]

Scrapyard

Harnel rolls his eyes, "That's not what I meant. look at him! he's whaling on it with a weapon as large as he is and he's not even leaving a dent in the damned armor."

Scrapyard

"But he hurts them and I don't want them to get hurt."

Now she has that near cry face looking at Harnel. As a strange fact she didn't get annoyed by the fact he is a half-dragon.

[Halae]

Scrapyard

Harnel sighs and reaches down to pick Iggy up

((We should probably wait for Bill to post at this point))

[Zefir]

Scrapyard

((Yeah ok))

[billtodamax]

The Golems will stil drag him away or catch his arms to refuse any other work on them.

"Stop that."

[Scrapyard]

"Is this yours?"

He points at Iggy with an anoyed expression.

Scrapyard

"Yes," Harnel says simply

Scrapyard

"Could you please take care of him? I don't want my friends to get hurt."

Around her are the robots only they are 8 feet high expect one who is still on her side.

Scrapyard

"They're eight times his size. I don't think he can do much."

Scrapyard

"If we go with this theorie Giants should rule the world, right?"

She smiles and turns her head to the side.

Scrapyard

Harnel rolls his eyes, "That's not what I meant. look at him! he's whaling on it with a weapon as large as he is and he's not even leaving a dent in the damned armor."

Scrapyard

"But he hurts them and I don't want them to get hurt."

Now she has that near cry face looking at Harnel. As a strange fact she didn't get annoyed by the fact he is a half-dragon.

Scrapyard

Harnel sighs and reaches down to pick Iggy up

((We should probably wait for Bill to post at this point))

I just wanted to look inside one! He says, hanging limply in Harnel's arms. This is a great way to travel!

I would have been careful, but they kept trying to stop me. He complains, swinging his wrench around happily. Have you found a welder yet? Or anything that can produce a continuous flame?

[Halae]

Scrapyard

Harnel puts Iggy up on his right shoulder, "I haven't found a welder yet. Got any ideas on where we might locate one?"

[billtodamax]

Some of these cars will still have petrol in them. If you can grab an engine out of one of them I can use the fuel intake and a nozzle I found to rig up something. We could ask anyone in that building if they have one. You can't summon fire can you? He asks on the off chance. He seems quite happy on Harnel's shoulder, although Harnel might feel his feet's claws occasionally grabbing his clothes to keep himself steady.

[Zefir]

Scrapyard

He looks at Iggy. (does he have a char discription?)

"You want to look inside of them? They live like you and me. And as far as I know you won't like it to have your skin cut of so someone can look inside of you, expect the fact you aren't in an OP."

She listens to them and then heads to Harnel.

"A welder? What do you need that for?"

[Halae]

Scrapyard

Actually, I'd assumed Iggy was going to grab hold of one of Harnel's horns to steady himself, though he won't mind the foot claws either, since they probably can't get through his scales.

"We're building stuff. Needed a whole bunch of tools - We just came here for whatever we could find. One of those things we hoped to find was a welder."

Then he talks to Iggy, "The most I can do is puff smoke. C'mon, let's go see who's home," and he begins walking in the direction of the building.

[Zefir]

Scrapyard

"Well then good luck."

She continues to create the robots.

At the same time the flying once came back. It seems like Mia talked to them a bit and then sends out near all of the new created golems. They take several things from the scrapyard. A trained eye may notice that they take Items needed for a fordge.

[billtodamax]

Scrapyard

He looks at Iggy. (does he have a char discription?)

"You want to look inside of them? They live like you and me. And as far as I know you won't like it to have your skin cut of so someone can look inside of you, expect the fact you aren't in an OP."

She listens to them and then heads to Harnel.

"A welder? What do you need that for?"

Scrapyard

Actually, I'd assumed Iggy was going to grab hold of one of Harnel's horns to steady himself, though he won't mind the foot claws either, since they probably can't get through his scales.

"We're building stuff. Needed a whole bunch of tools - We just came here for whatever we could find. One of those things we hoped to find was a welder."

Then he talks to Iggy, "The most I can do is puff smoke. C'mon, let's go see who's home," and he begins walking in the direction of the building.

((Possibly somewhere, although I can never remember where I put them.))

If they live then they're just boring golems and who needs them. Iggy announces, happily sitting on Harnel's shoulder as he walks towards the building. Don't touch my pile of things! He shouts back to Mia.

They presumably get to the small, red-brick building in the middle of the junk-yard. It looks like it's big enough for maybe one or two rooms in it.

[Halae]

Scrapyard Brickhouse

Harnel knocks on the door, "Anybody home?"

[billtodamax]

Noone's home! I mean... crud. The uh... the only person that's home is a tape recording! And not a person! Comes the very realistic sounding voice from inside the house.

Hey! Open up! Iggy shouts at the door, irritated.

[Halae]

"You're a bad liar!" Harnel yells

[billtodamax]

No I'm not, I'm... uh... dammit. The door opens a crack and a very old, exceedingly grumpy man peers out.

Probably. Afterall, you can only really see a thin strip of his face.

Eh? Whaddya want? He asks, eye narrowed in suspicion.

Let us in! Iggy yells.

[UncleWolf]

Hartwater Inn

Milos gives a worried look at his cousin and reaches up to the table to grab the unused cloth napkins to use as a bandage. "Hear what? You had said something about your daughter when you collapsed."

[happyturtle]

Hartwater Inn

Hartwater Inn

Crissy gasps quietly as she hears the drums! pounding and voice.

"Just stay calm, alright? I hear it," she whispers.

Hartwater Inn

Milos gives a worried look at his cousin and reaches up to the table to grab the unused cloth napkins to use as a bandage. "Hear what? You had said something about your daughter when you collapsed."

She shakes her head. "Nay, I have no child. Tis the caller speaking of his daughter that thou heard, I dare say." says Aleida, who totally didn't get a name retcon overnight, nope not at all. >.>

[The Bushranger]

Hartwater Inn

"Who is the caller? Do you know?" Crissy asks quietly, her eyes wide and worried as she carefully wraps Ms. A.'s injury with the cloth.

[Mina Kobold]

Reinholdt frowns, trying his best to remember what spell that could be. He spent a fair deal of time with Calublufiok, but even the cat is not aware of the full extent of Cal's magical capabilities and range of choices. So he's not surprised if doesn't know.

He tries to sneak up to the door and open it just a tiny bit to peer inside. Stealth is his only option when dealing with the lich.

The spell is hard to recognise, it's chants unfamiliar to Reinholdt's ears, but there is an eerie air of imminent doom and mockery of hope in it's sound. Although Reinholdt may not pay it much attention as his eyes adjust to the candle-lighted insides of the room.

Through the opening unfolds a macabre scenery, hospital beds soaked in blood are pushed up to the walls to leave space for a massive pentagram in the middle of which Calublufiok stands over a little body, surrounded by lifeless entities from seemingly both Reinholdt's own past, Tabitha and Vygor among them, and the Hospital's former crew of doctors and nurses in perverted caricatures of their former lives. All are chanting along to Calublufiok's spell as he raises a hand holding a twisted metal object as if to strike at the body at his feet.