[Nexus] Serious Plots 3 - Too srs for my shirt

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"The cake? No, I recall helping buying that for the wedding. Unless someone mixed something into it later I doubt it was that. I'd like to find out though, perhaps to use it later." She giggles a bit, not really clear if she's serious or not. But suddenly the 'bed' underneath them reforms into a very large comfortable armchair. they both can sit next to each other in.

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

Harnel will gladly sit next to Cessie. He was happy laying next to her too, but is comfortably either way, "Yeah, it'd be nice to have a bit extra on hand." Harnel giggles. Giggles! "Is there any food you don't remember buying?"

[Morty]

[Wedding Area]

"I don't mind." Says KR. It's not like this wedding would have been redeemable, even with Wenomir around. I think Sunny's is the only one that these two have had fun at.
"Have you had any of the apple pie?"

Well, Cessie and Harnel's wedding was pretty fun apart from Sakura and Adir's sheneniagans. And Ilpholin and Katherine's run-in with the bratty princess.
I have, a little bit. Wenomir glances at the tables. Hopefully not enough to make me... you know. Gods know how fey magic would affect someone who's already had demon blood injected into him.

[Ashen Lilies]

[Wedding]

"Yes, it is an odd effect, isn't it?" KR observes.
"I wonder if it can be reproduced, or modified..."
No! Bad KR! Bad KR! No science during a wedding!

[Morty]

[Wedding]

Wenomir shakes his head. I really don't think this is a good idea, KR. Does Nexus need more rampant debauchery?

[Ashen Lilies]

[Wedding]

Wenomir shakes his head. I really don't think this is a good idea, KR. Does Nexus need more rampant debauchery?

[Wedding]

"Point, though I was considering modifying it for use in other applications." Of course, the rampant debauchery could make for a great distraction (and source of lulz) if it was fed to, say, AMEN in a time of great need!
"Of course, testing would be an issue..."
*thwaps KR over the head*
I said stop!

[Morty]

[Wedding]

Wenomir sighs and tries to take KR's hand in his and squeeze. Maybe it'll help him get his message across. Maybe you shouldn't look for the scientific applications of this particular thing. Fey and science don't mix well.

[Lord Magtok]

Condemned Office Building

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[Condemned Office Building]

Yes! No more running, Thomas! No more hope! Face your dark reality! Here you will peri-

The burning beam of supernatural light slams through the "zombie's" skull, no doubt leaving a clean, empty tunnel from the "zombie's" retina out the back of it's ungroomed head. The shot was timed perfectly. The "zombie's" weapon was raised to its peak and seconds away from striking. It falls from the "zombie's" hand and smacks the floor with a dull thud. Link would be proud.

"Urk!"

The "zombie" shrieks as it takes one weak step forward. Shortly after, it topples to the ground stiffly, like a tree as it is felled.

The lights of the room mysteriously flick on without explanation. Oddly enough, the light is not spawned by your everyday compact fluorescent bulbs. The light is a form of black light. The room, as it is basked in this new, less than stunning radiance, reveals a chilling secret.

The walls are covered in writing. The scribbles of a madman, no less. It outlines Percilia's daily routine, from when she wakes up to her evening stroll to when she climbs into bed. Someone has been stalking her, or so it would seem.

The passages even comment on CURATOR and its founding.

The man responsible for this conducted all of his research thoroughly. Incredibly thoroughly. Signs do indicate that this suspect is far too meticulous to hire lackeys as inept as Lennie and George were. Perhaps a pact or truce can be negotiated with this killer.

Wishful thinking does serve a purpose. It bolsters hope and faith.

Hope and faith will play a major role in what is to come.

Thomas stares down at the corpse for a minute or so, trying to wrap his head around what just happened. He quickly decides it's something he'll have to more carefully examine later, though. There's apparently a creepy stalker with waaaaaay too much free time on their hands. He's not about to discount Magtok as a potential suspect, not yet, but this doesn't quite fit the cyborg's MO.

Whoever it is, though, they're completely out of their mind. Thomas takes that crowbar right back out again, and makes a mental note to not put it down even for a moment. He'd have to try to reason with this person, whoever they are, but he's not discounting the idea that the only response he'll get will be composed solely of ritualistic babble and Lovecraftian gibberish, either.

"Better keeping moving, though."

Thomas peers once more at the writing, hoping to find some clue as to the killer's whereabouts. His player tries to figure out if there's still a door that needs to be investigated, but can't quite remember.

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"There were some homemade goods I recall, that apple pie for example. It was made by Terrie... that is her name right?" She smiles, looking at Harnel a bit oddly, she had no idea he could giggle.

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"There were some homemade goods I recall, that apple pie for example. It was made by Terrie... that is her name right?" She smiles, looking at Harnel a bit oddly, she had no idea he could giggle.

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"I think so," Harnel says, "She's been running around watch for a little while now," All entirely offscreen, of course >.>

"She's bound to the apple tree, right? wouldn't that means she grows her own apples?" Harnel thinks about that for a second, "I... suppose that might be the reason."

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"Strange but it means she can make more right?" Cessie asks with a smile as she bends over to kiss Harnel once again. "But is there anything else we should do while the effect persists?"

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

Harnel scratches his chin for a moment, thinking. "Are you able to use aether magic like this?"

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"I think I could, why dear? Do you like to go someplace else?" Cessie asks, looking at him with unbound curiosity.

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"Not as such, no. I'm just wondering what sorts of things you can do with it. After all, We have all this power available, right? Why not use it?" Harnel grins. He has ideas!

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"Well... aether is about manipulating already existing terrestrial materiel or energy by controlling the kami. Usually it's limited to the praxis of the spirit, which in this case would be a nymph." She smiles faintly. "If I remember correctly, their praxis are water, plants, and corpsus, as in bodily energy. I think I can expand my praxis slightly however, like when I controlled the weather."

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

Harnel thinks about this for a moment, "So, you have control over plants and our bodies?" he grins, "You could do whatever you wanted with us! Anything! Or to anybody!" yup, the fey magic is definitely like being drunk.

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"Technically yes." Cessie replies with a smile her now more suppressed side telling her not to get any ideas, they might see her naked after all, it was against their deal!
"What? You getting ideas?" She then asks suggestively. Of course, ideas from Harnel were something completely different...

[Morty]

[Between the Plains and a Forest]

Wenomir arrives in the area where Harnel, Sakura and Sarget met the gnolls, which led to the half-dragon and the treant being corrupted. Presumably, Mia and Darcy are with him.

[Ashen Lilies]

[Wedding]

Wenomir sighs and tries to take KR's hand in his and squeeze. Maybe it'll help him get his message across. Maybe you shouldn't look for the scientific applications of this particular thing. Fey and science don't mix well.

[Wedding]

It would, if KR knew what his message was.
"Everything mixes well with science." Says KR. EVERYTHING.
"But... perhaps now isn't the best time for thinking about it. It is a wedding after all." >.>

[Morty]

[Wedding]

The message was "let it drop".
Yeah... probably not. With a smile, Wenomir leans down and tries to kiss KR on the cheek. Maybe the fey-cake is affecting him more than he thought. Or maybe he's just feeling festive.

[Ashen Lilies]

[Wedding]

Festive feeling is good feeling. =D
As are kisses. Well, to most people anyway. KR has a different opinion, as usual.
"You're sweet, but your aim's horrendous."
She attempts to show him how it's properly done.

[Morty]

[Wedding]

Wenomir certainly doesn't mind being shown that.
Is it? Well, maybe so. The only answer to that is practice, he says, once they both come up for air.

[Reinholdt]

[Wedding]

Jealous eyes of envy narrow at watching KR and Wenomir kiss from this perfectly situated foilage over there.

It doesn't spy for long before being dragged back to fey curtains though. Just brief enough interlude to eye narrow.

[Zefir]

[Wedding, but somewhere in the forest for now]

Zefir is still walking around and he got lost in the forest. Seems like he isn't that good in wayfinding especially in a forest. Sad thing he isn't allowed to blew something up would make a good sign for him.


[Between the Plains and a Forest]

Mia is right behind him. And MDM isn't there. She knew that in such fights he is useless so she changed him. Mia currently is wearing pants and a shirt, which will give her more mobility then the robe and on her back and around the torso is a metal exoskelet, just like another shirt. This gves her a small armore and since it is MDM it also allowes her to cast her divine spells.

As a weapon she carrys her staff with the three cogs on top.

"Do you got any informations?" she ask silent if needed since her player didn't follow the whole story.

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"Technically yes." Cessie replies with a smile her now more suppressed side telling her not to get any ideas, they might see her naked after all, it was against their deal!
"What? You getting ideas?" She then asks suggestively. Of course, ideas from Harnel were something completely different...

[Forest Near Watchtower]

You know, it's a good thing the fey stuff is making them not altogether there in the heads. Harnel would never suggest something like this when entirely 'Sober'

"Booooooooobs," he says, grinning like an idiot, "And I want bigger horns," He nods sagely, as if he believes that having these two things would solve so many problems in the world

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

The mage actually blushes a bit when she hears his idea, "You actually want larger...?" She doesn't finishes her sentence, instead looking down at her frame and then up to his horns, not really sure what to do.

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

Harnel of course, in his fey-drunk state, is completely oblivious to the fact that something's wrong.

"Sure," Without even a trace of irony.

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

Oh dear... "Why do you like bigger horns? I though they didn't meant anything to you?" She ask while slowly moving her hands over to stroke them.

[Halae]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

"They're..." Harnel looks for the right words to say, "... I have ugly horns." He looks sheepish upon saying this, like he's letting out an embarrassing secret. He's aware Cessie probably doesn't even know about horns being a thing among dragons, and hasn't really told her that having ridges and pitted horns like his is like someone having buck teeth in terms of appearance.

Cessie may remember during their honeymoon, when both she and Harnel had transformed into dragons, Harnel had commented on how Cessie's horn pattern looked nice.

[Shadowcaller]

[Forest Near Watchtower]

She looks suprised at Harnel, never realizing that his horns had given him any trouble. She had never seen many other half-dragons of course, but she had never seen any issue with his horns, especially not when he didn't feel anything from them.

Now she gently touches them, realizing she easily could change them. "So how do you like them?"