Outside

[happyturtle]

((Lex can teleport to wherever Turtle is, based on their psychic bond. I don't know how DC's teleport works.))

[Darkcomet]

((He's been... Upgrading. He doesn't know the exact coordinates, but he's mostly just utilizing his latest stuff-psionically controlled technology-to bypass the coordinate limitation. Basically, he's cheating.))

[happyturtle]

((Got a picture of the place from Turtle's mind maybe? Meh, good enough. Time to go home.))

Turtle picks up the unconscious Fan. "Can you take all of us?"

[Darkcomet]

((Pretty much, yeah.))

That, I can do.

He sets it to teleport all of them out, back to the GLoG rose garden. Needless to say, he doesn't know what's happening there at the moment.

Of course, you might want to cover him with something.

[Lex-Kat]

Lex huggles Turtle as they teleport back to GLoG. Are you alright, Mistress?

[Jjkaybomb]

(gah, knew I didnt edit fast enough. fred, this is acroverse, we gotta go to the forest. dammit slow post-eating forums!)

[Ashen Lilies]

Somewhere High.

Somewhere high, like a mountain or something, Kiara Rain, Uber-Assassin looks through a scope at the Taverna, her sights set on the head of a certain war criminal. She watches, waits, looking for the perfect moment. Then she fires.

[Ashen Lilies]

Kiara examines her handiwork, her red lips twitching into a ghost of a smile. Assassination was horrible, and her master unnecessarily harsh, but you couldn't help but feel some pride at a successful mission.
"I think I need a drink."

[Darkcomet]

One of Drelin's arms twitches, then grabs his rifle and fires it out the shattered window.

He's still dead, though.

DUN DUN DUN!

[Reinholdt]

The Mountains (yes they were there all the time!)

Reinholdt leads Rabbit to a semi-secret cave at the base of one of the mountains. Walking past the creepy eyed squirrel watching the entrance and into the drip-drip of darkness.

Inside Calublufiok awaits. It's a pretty sparse cave, and not very deep. Just secluded enough for a meeting.

Calublufiok looks at Rabbit. "Another success I see. Congratulations Half-one." It's hard to tell if he's just being snide or means it.

He glares at Reinholdt, before magically thrusting Rein up to his face. "As for you fool cat! You have a lot to answer for. When I get done with you you'll wish..." Calublufiok narrows his eyes. "Where is your lucky star?"

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit sighed, running a hand through her hair tips, brushing out knots that had formed.
"Careful. He's been dead for the past day or so. Shake him up too much, and...well, I'm not sure how much his body can take."
She ignored his congratulations, whether they were snide or not.

[Reinholdt]

Calublufiok takes note of Rabbit's warnings. But for the first time since he's gotten here, he seems to be... angry...

"It... it was destroyed."

Calublufiok stares at him wordlessly for several minutes. Reinholdt breaks during this time and tries to explain.

"I... I took it off in exchange... but they tricked me and... Why should I care! They showed me what it did! Oh... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.... Why should I have to deal with that! You... you jerk! .... I'm sorry! Please forgive me... I'll be good, I promise... I'll make it up... I'll..."

"SILENCE!!" Calublufiok sends the cat flying into the wall as strongly as he can before firing a rather painful looking jolt of electricity into him, maintaining it to the near breaking point before dropping it. Reinholdt's screams of agony drop off as his head lolls to one side, breathing heavily. Calublufiok approaches Reinholdt slowly. "Little kitty has made a VERY big mistake."

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit watched with terror-stricken eyes, her jaw dropping. This was far different from what had happened before. Small injuries were nothing to the cat, she knew, but this?
Shaking, trembling, she reached a hand out to Reinholdt, though she was much too far to take hold of him.
"D-don't...you'll kill him..." Her voice was a coarse whisper, though Calublufiok would be able to hear.
Whether or not he'll take note of it is another matter entirely.

[Reinholdt]

"I might just kill him. Bring him back as a mindless zombie drone. You'd like that wouldn't you kitty?" Calublufiok leans in close. All Reinholdt does is shudder in terror of the idea.

"No. You'll live. I'll make sure of that." Calublufiok casts a spell that'll heal Reinholdt up perfectly. Then start anew, applying acid here, cutting there, even opening him up while keeping him alive and painfully pulling and twisting and cutting insides. Healing more. Burning and shocking. And healing. And bludgeoning and bashing. And healing. Skinning and clipping and cutting. And healing. Keeping him alive just enough to go through each and every possible torture method Calublufiok can think of.

Which is probably far more than I can think of. Which is unfortunate because it means the list is even longer.

Lots and lots of screaming, each burst of healing giving him new strength to continue the yowls of pain.

Calublufiok finally stops, his frustation mostly vented. "Now, I shall repair the damage done." Calublufiok summons a blue star that looks almost the same as the last one, just slightly off-color. "It pales compared to the original but I copied it as best I can."

Reinholdt looks at it and where before he seemed horrified, now it seems that even his fur pales. "No... please... anything else... zombify me... just don't... not again... please..."

[RabbitHoleLost]

Horrified, Rabbit watched the entire exposition, her hazel eyes unable to move from Calublufiok's hands, the cat under his harsh administrations, the crying and the blood and the magic, curling in her minds eye, stashed away to play again some other day in the darkest of her nightmares.
Nononono stopitstopstopstop!
The necromancer wanted to say, wanted to part her lips and scream it at the lich. Her mouth was still, her legs locked...Rabbit wasn't even sure if her heart was still holding up its slowed pace.
She wasn't breathing, wasn't capable of moving herself, and that was possibly how she noted it; the feeling of movement on her face.
As if the curiosity finally freed her limbs, Rabbit lifted a gloved hand to her face and pulled it back, glancing down at the blood she had cried.
She was crying for the stupid beast?

[Reinholdt]

"Don't worry little kitty. At the end of this all, you'll be thanking me you worthless sack of guts." Calublufiok starts attuning the imitation star.

Since Calublufiok made sure attuning hurts a whole bunch, Reinholdt's response will be something like:

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Finishing up, Calublufiok will finally let him fall into unconsciousness, his glare of hatred of all things boring into the shell that is Reinholdt.

After a few seconds he'll turn to look at Rabbit, face having no longer twisted in anger, but in absolute glee.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit took a step back, words finally spilling from her mouth as though she had been forced to wait it out.
"You're awful, terrible. I don't know how a creature like you can exist; there simply cannot be something so abhorrent in all the worlds, in all the plains of existance. You didn't need to..it wasn't like it was his fault..."
Finally, Rabbit erupted into sobs, her body shaking, her face tinging with all the indignity breaking before such a creature called for.

[Reinholdt]

Calublufiok gives out a laugh. "Awful am I? Abhorrent? So what? I have power and I know how to use it. That's all that matters in the end."

He smiled and stepped closer, probably scaring Rabbit to no end, but doesn't go all the way up to her. "Again. I must congratulate you on a job well done." Calublufiok will give out a dark chortle before teleporting away, letting the hideous laughter echo throughout the cave in classic dramatic villain exit scenes.

Reinholdt lies in the cave corner unconscious.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit gasped for breath finally, backing up against the cool, hard walls of the cave.
Its isn't that bad, it isn't that bad... Over and over again, she repeated her mental mantra, to no effect. Still, she could not calm herself or her terror.
He was just a lich, just one of many she had seen before! Nearly all of them were heartless (literally) beasts, why should this single one terrify her so?
Sinking down, down, down to sit a few feet away from Reinholdt, Rabbit continued to gasp, her mind twisting and turning.

[Reinholdt]

Don't know how long Rabbit sticks around, but eventually Reinholdt will start to stir.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit's long since taken to staring at the floor of the cave, finding erratic patterns and designs in the dirt and rock. She had been waiting for Reinholdt, but, by that time, has lost herself in her thought.

[Raistlin1040]

In a different Outside:

Two figures stand in a graveyard, one clad in a black cloak, the other in white, with splashed red. They face each other. You've done very well for yourself Rayd. Don't dimish my accomplishments, Dead King, I have killed gods such as yourself before. Ah, but that's not why you're here. The black robed figure glows, a deathly wail piercing the relative quiet atmosphere, the black cloak being ripped to shreds from the sheer power of the sound. The red cloaked man falls to the ground, hands over his ears.

Where the black cloaked figure once stood now stands a monstrous undead. At least eight feet tall, the bones sharpened to become weapons, the skull warped back with horns, and glowing red in the eye-sockets, the skeleton looks demonic. Yes, I don't doubt that if you were given time to plan, and used your little slave to help, you'd be able to defeat me. But you don't want me dead, Rayd, that wouldn't be productive. You want a share in my power, and that's something I fully intend to give you. The wailing noise dies down, to give Faust the chance to answer. He pulls his hands away from his ears, and stands. Your offer is good, Reaper, and I will take it. But don't think I owe you loyalty. If you cease to be useful to me, I won't hesitate to leave your "service". I understand you well Rayd. And if you cease to be useful to ME, I won't hesitate to KILL you. The skeleton drops its jaw, a grinding noise blowing back the red figure's cloak. Underneath the cloak is a man in his late twenties with bloody red hair, the bangs burned black. One eye is entirely black, as if dead, while the other gleams an icy blue.

Give me the power, Lich God. I live to serve. The skull of the monster cracks, giving it a crooked smile, accompanied by a menacing laugh. Faust falls to his knees, the blood-stained cloak melting away, leaving the man nude. There is no flesh on his chest, and the skin around it is blackened. His heart and a lung are visible, both shriveled and dead. He falls to the ground, facedown, an invisible force drawing a tombstone on his back. Faust makes no pained sounds, refusing to allow the Master of Death the satisfaction of causing him pain. Finally, his back bleeding, Faust stands, facing the skeleton. He throws up a hand, and the ground around them shakes in tremors. The skeleton's cracked grin grows, bone splinters falling to the ground. They're coming. To me. To us.

A skeletal hand bursts through the ground in front of them, clawing at the ground. Finally, a full skeleton claws it's way out, broken chainmail hanging off it's corpse, with a cracked battleaxe in it's hand. Soon, more begin to rise. Zombies, ghouls, skeletons. But the greatest summon was a former vampire, the stake still impaled upon it's heart. The once-proud creature ***** his head, his jaw open, revealing his fangs. The cold, calculating nightmare, reduced to a mindless servant. Faust threw back his head, laughing. Not so fast Rayd. They are still mine. To show this, the Reaper raised a bony hand and pointed at Faust. The undead all looked towards the Half-Undead Necromancer. They begin to move towards him. Faust shows no fear, raising both hands, black energy flickering like lightning around his entire body.

As if caught between two opposing magnets, the undead cease movement. The Demon Skeleton seems rather suprised. Able to stand against the Master of all Death? I've underestimated you...Faust. It's a common mistake, Nerull. I can take away the power I just gave you, and then you won't be able to stand with me. You like to gamble. As do you. Faust's lips part into a humorless grin. Leave me with these powers then, and we'll see what happens. The skeleton summoned a new black robe for himself, and a scythe. Try not to get yourself killed by the people here, Faust. I'd hate to see you in my realm before your time. And like that, Nerull, the true Lich King, is gone.

Faust, standing naked in the graveyard, looks at his assembled minions. He raises his hand, a new robe, this one pure red, appearing over his nude form. He turns and walks away. Oh this will be so very fun indeed. A few dozen shovels appear, and the undead begin to dig in the graveyard, as Faust exits.

[Reinholdt]

The Cave

Reinholdt stands up slowly and takes a look around. Upon seeing Rabbit he'll walk over slowly. "Oh, hi Rabbit." Reinholdt's voice is... monotone. His gaze, blank.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit's eyes flash up, connecting on Reinholdt in a manner that explained she had almost completely forgotten he was there.
And then guilt flooded through every line of her face.
"...Hi, Reinholdt..."

[Reinholdt]

"You ok?" Monotone voice. Blank stare.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit shrugged, looking down to the dirt where she traced images idly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I-" Her attention snapped back up to the cat, her eyebrows furrowing together.
"Your voice..."

[Reinholdt]

"My voice?" He repeats her words back in his monotone voice. His empty stare giving away no hint of curiosity or mirth or sarcasm or wonder. It's hard to even tell that he asked a question.

[RabbitHoleLost]

"Yes, your voice!" Rage building, she bit it back. Later, later...
"You're...what's different this time?"

[Reinholdt]

"Different?" Monotone voice. Blank stare. "I don't understand Rabbit."

[RabbitHoleLost]

Rabbit gestured wildly with her hands in the air.
"What's different? Rein, you're not upset or angry or anything. Your voice holds no uniqueness. You might as well be nothing!"