A sign directs her to the lab's, since there is someone around in the Hospital and Mia don't want him to interrupt this.
"Good. I'm ready. lay down and when you wake up you will have your eye back."
"Oh. Arright," says Cornelia, pursing her lips a little. She lies down, but doesn't accept any sedatives yet. "I was wondering, ma'am, if ye might be able to do somethin' 'bout my scars, too?"
Main Room - Meeting
"My kid's been keeping me busier than Watch, for the most part. Not a lot to do around here till now," says Adir, while they wait for the current meeting to continue. Then, out of the blue, KR orders the new recruits outside. "Ooo, I think you guys are in for it now."
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and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
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Well telling us that going is a stupid idea just makes me want to go even more.
"Sorry but the testing will start if I don't go."
Leaving with element they head to the Training Grounds. It can't be that bad?
Good luck, Wenomir tells KR with a wave as she leaves. He considers stepping outside himself to watch, but decides to stay and participate in the meeting. He can always ask her how it went later.
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Sakura looks at him curiously. "He hunts different kind of animals. I don't really know exactly. I'm not all that interested in it."
"I hunt animals too. Though of a different kind. Is there a place where I can rest here? I'm rather tired."
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Amelia finishes up her exercise routine and just lays down in the grass and soaking up the sun letting her aura of dimness fade till it is unnoticeable. She considers getting up and exploring the fortress but decides against it. She doesn't want to piss anyone off, and really is enjoying the sun.
Darcy will find Wenomir there, conveniently enough. Or another one of his plotclones, to be specific. What're you looking for, Darcy? He asks. He's not particularily literate himself, but he manages.
"The Angel of Cold and Perfection. One of our members radio'd in asking for information." Darcy says.
Infirmary
Darcy returns to visit the gnolls. "It wasn't just you. All of the gnolls back in the city have grown wings too."
"Oh. Arright," says Cornelia, pursing her lips a little. She lies down, but doesn't accept any sedatives yet. "I was wondering, ma'am, if ye might be able to do somethin' 'bout my scars, too?"
[Mia's Lab]
Mia prepares sedatives, she ignores Cornelia for that. Mia has to do something very painfull and she still don't want to cause pain if she can avoid it.
"I will have a look at it. I will have you asleep for a few hours. I hope this is enougth time to look after the scales as well."
If no other questions Mia will go on giving her the sedatives. If she avoids MDM will need to grab her.
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Well, Cornelia isn't exactly going to take the sedatives or be pierced with any needles until she's finished speaking. In any case, she has finished, and merely lies back so she might fall asleep.
She can be godmodded until she wakes up, of course. What does Mia do?
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
The last Cornelia hears is: "Please don't call me Ma'am. I'm not older than you." As said Mia is near 18 and her appearance more leaves the expression of being 16.
First Mia sends MDM away. she needs a Iron bar for the scars. MDM will return an hour later with it. (He had to go to DMC in Inside)
During that time Mia will start fixing the eye. She had prepared a vial of special nanobots Which she now drip into the broken eye. When the vial is empty she heads for her head holding both hands over her face. This is the critical phase. If something interrupts her now Cornelia may die.Or worst, assuming being unable to anything is worst than be dead. The Nanobots start to destroy the whole eye including all links to the brain. This process is much more painful than it sounds.After that They use the still working parts to form a new eye and links using some nanobots as a replacement. This needs more than 2 hours to get done. If her defense system tries to encounter the nanobots Mia will need more time.
The eye itself will be ready 2h30min after starting. Still it isn't fine. It is like a dioptre value of 10 or more, but still better than blind. It should need a whole day to justify it.
After that Mia is very exhaust, but there is still work to do. Mia sit's down concentrating on the metal in front of her. Suddenly MDM seems to shut down, the robot collapsing on place as Mia can't afford to spend her energy for him right now. Cornelia may wake up just in the moment Mia gave her something to drink. If you remember the thing Adir got she will get a similar version, just much weaker since her power is gone. It may make big scars appear much smaller, but don't removes them.
Mia will fall down on the floor being unconscious.
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"The Angel of Cold and Perfection. One of our members radio'd in asking for information." Darcy says.
Sounds familiar. Was it... a creepy faceless thing built of ice? Wenomir asks, rubbing his chin. If so, then it's a sort of demon from my homeworld. Curious.
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"I don't have a description, just the name." Darcy says.
Infirmary
"I... we don't know. We're going to investigate. We could also arrange to have a doctor remove the wings with surgery, if you want. But perhaps you want to wait until we've learned more." Darcy says to the gnolls.
KR stops in front of one of the sparring circles, gesturing Serph into it. "Swordplay and demon summoning, right? One man army?"
She walks over to the rack where several spindly looking training androids stand deactivated, and opens up the back to set up a program. Then she flicks the difficulty up to about the level where it would make even her break a sweat.
...
Then, with a shrug, flicks up the difficulty to about three times that. Might as well see what these things can do. She goes through the same routine with a second one too, just for the lulz. "Alright, let's see how you go against these things." She says to Serph, placing a timer on the ground and setting it for one minute. "Make preparations if you need to."
She turns to Element. "Shapeshifter? Go to the start of the obstacle course. I'll be over to set it up in a moment."
And finally, she looks at Hildur. "So what's your specialty, exactly?" She asks. I don't believe Hildur ever said.
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Serph and Element look at each other and curses silently. Element will most likely be able to handle an obstacle course but Serph was weakened in a previous encounter and couldn't do as much without Element boosting him.
Maybe I shouldn't have wrote swordplay, sure I know how to stick them with the pointy end but I just got this recently."If I am to do this without my partner please ready the infirmary as I will need to Overclock myself."
Serph stands a middle distance ready to summon the demons that weren't sealed away by the witch from the wish shop. Mentally he starts the process needed to Overclock.
Element, from inside his body, tosses an improved version of Zanken to Serph to use alongside his other sword Surtr. After that he heads over to the obstacle course that has not yet been set up. The witch took away my power to turn into any adult form be it man or beast. I hope the objects I can turn into will be enough. "I await the command to begin."
"I'm an Air Shaper," Hildur says. She indicates the glove on her hand that seems to be made of a soft golden metal. "I use this Gossamer focus to control the wind and air around me." That was a bit of a generalization, and she didn't know if she even needed the focus anymore, but it was accurate enough.
[Library]
"You need a description?" Darcy will hear through the communicator, assuming she took it with her. "Diamond-esque core, tentacles and bladed appendages. Looked to be made of ice, took a lot of bullets to kill."
Where Cornelia comes from, those in the medical profession are treated with a great deal of respect, no matter their age. In any case, Cornelia doesn't say any more about it, as she's swiftly fast asleep.
She has several things in her favor when Mia starts to work on the eye. The eye itself is cursed, mostly dead flesh as a result, so she hardly feels a thing when the nanobots start in. It's only the nerves behind her eye that give her any real trouble, and Cornelia moves violently in her sleep at the pain. MDM will likely have to hold her down until the nanobots finish their job.
As for her immune system, as I said, mostly dead tissue. There is minimal resistance from Cornelia's body. The gunsmith wakes up just in time to have a batch of nanobots poured down her throat. She sputters a little, sitting up straight, blinking wildly. It takes her a second to realize that, while blurry, her blind eye can see. It can see.
"Oh my gods, Mia...!" Cornelia says, looking around for her doctor. She hadn't gotten a chance to thank her before she'd just... dropped out of sight. Dropped. Wait.
Cornelia looks over the edge of the cot and her eyes widen. The gunsmith quickly slips off the bed, covered in sweat from that dreamless, painful sleep, and she attempts to shake Mia awake. "Are you alright? Ma'am?"
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In a dream I found a place
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and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
Wenomir nods. Not that Boris can see it.
That fits the bill. The thing was a demon of order from my homeworld. If you've destroyed it, it won't come back. More might or might not show up, but it's hard to predict.
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Where Cornelia comes from, those in the medical profession are treated with a great deal of respect, no matter their age. In any case, Cornelia doesn't say any more about it, as she's swiftly fast asleep.
She has several things in her favor when Mia starts to work on the eye. The eye itself is cursed, mostly dead flesh as a result, so she hardly feels a thing when the nanobots start in. It's only the nerves behind her eye that give her any real trouble, and Cornelia moves violently in her sleep at the pain. MDM will likely have to hold her down until the nanobots finish their job.
As for her immune system, as I said, mostly dead tissue. There is minimal resistance from Cornelia's body. The gunsmith wakes up just in time to have a batch of nanobots poured down her throat. She sputters a little, sitting up straight, blinking wildly. It takes her a second to realize that, while blurry, her blind eye can see. It can see.
"Oh my gods, Mia...!" Cornelia says, looking around for her doctor. She hadn't gotten a chance to thank her before she'd just... dropped out of sight. Dropped. Wait.
Cornelia looks over the edge of the cot and her eyes widen. The gunsmith quickly slips off the bed, covered in sweat from that dreamless, painful sleep, and she attempts to shake Mia awake. "Are you alright? Ma'am?"
Mia's lab
Mia doesn't seem to wake up. SShe is still alive, but she sweated more than Cornelia. The only noise coming is a slow...*boom*
Well ok the noise CAME from MDM who just felt backwards since his system is offline.
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Amelia wakes up and heads back out to the main courtyard where she quickly starts to run through her morning routine, which ranges from stretching, to tai chi, and even martial kata's.
After she finishes up with that she lays down in the sun thinking. She needed to get out of this place soon. She just needed to figure out what to do next. Her place was wrecked and to dangerous to go back to, she had no money or job to go back to. She had lived lightly for the past several years, so she carried all that was truely important with her. So really she wasn't held back by anything. But nothing to go forward to either.
And despite having spent most of her time here passed out she still feels like she has probably stayed here a bit too long already. And the place sort of creeps her out, she always is alone. She still hasn't seen another soul besides a few glimpses through cracked open doors or windows as she passed by. But despite always being alone she got a creepy feeling of being watched.
Well time to go and look for someone, maybe she could leave a message for Shawna with someone. She just needed to keep moving, in hopes of finding where she wants to go.
Hey look is that some people over by the training grounds. She heads that way.
"I'd like to say yes, but the rooms here are only for members. Sorry." Sakura says apologetically.
"Damnnation. How does one become a member? I'm rather impartial to sleeping on the stone floor.....or on grass."
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"I... we don't know. We're going to investigate. We could also arrange to have a doctor remove the wings with surgery, if you want. But perhaps you want to wait until we've learned more." Darcy says to the gnolls.
Infirmary
Both the gnolls look rather shocked at her suggestion. The sister shakes her head. "We wait, better to wait."
The brother nods in agreement. "Yes, we don't want that. No cutting." It says, seemingly rather nervous about it.
"Well, there's a form that needs filling out, and then someone needs to test you. I'm not really qualified to do it, though." Sakura explains. "Oh! I completely forgot. We do have some rooms for guests to stay in for a little while. I guess you could go to the Good League of Good if you want somewhere longer term to stay depending on what you do here. They have charity housing."
((Um... there actually are specifically made guest rooms, by the way. In the East Barracks building. Or the West one. Can't remember. Just not in the keep. Go look in the OP.))
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KR looks at Serph. "You don't have to beat them, just survive for a minute."
And given that the androids were facing Serph and KR was inputting data at their backs, he can't know what difficulty she was setting them to. And at any rate, from his point of view, they would be completely meaningless, arbitrary numbers.
Back to Hildur. "Hmm... how powerful is your ability, roughly? And how fine is your control?"
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And it's here that Irene floats with a pixie and a little girl that's left for companions. She wonders what happened to the onion.
"Could you knock for me?" Irene asks Jamie.
The thing about Irene is her startling resemblance to Ilpholin. Granted, she's all ghostly so you can't see the hair colour's wrong. And maybe it's just that all nymphs look that way.
Of course, she was also Calublufiok for a time, so that might be recognizable too.
But she's not here about any of that.
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"Right. Any mundane methods of easily killing them, if more show up? Or does someone else need to come to Mattock Hill as support?"
[Training Grounds]
"Well, I can break rock, and maybe metal, but I have't tried that," Hildur begins. "And I'm precise enough to fly without having to just go in one path or slowly." Which is actually pretty fine control.
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