Ilpholin takes several minutes reviewing the form. By and large to get past the near illegibility problem.
"So you've stolen buildings before?"
[Main Room]
Ilpholin returns from her trip to Riverside. Took longer than she thought, but no big deal. Still, now she needs to come up with the proper group for breaking into a vampire's flying castle and robbing them of prisoners and valuables.
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[Main Room]
Oh hey, look there.
It's Megan.
Maybe she wants to break into a vampire's flying castle?
At the very least she could help by providing equipment
Megan is not at the top of Ilpholin's list for people she'd choose to do this job. She has many useful talents, but Ilpholin doesn't think putting her in the line of fire makes the best use of her capabilities.
"Hello Megan."
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Main Room
Megan's ears flick in the direction of Ilpholin and Megan looks over!
"Oh. Hey Ilpholin! What's up? Looks like you've got something on your mind."
Megan has, interestingly enough, traded in her usual jeans for a skirt that hugs her legs instead. You know, the kind that usual go with a business suit for woman.
...
It looks quite nice.
The Hatter affirms, his right leg bouncing up and down as he is entirely unable to sit still like a good little madman.
"'Twas the library situated across the street from Trog's. They had a neat little setup in there. Gordon wanted it, so we conspired to take it, naturally, and we did. Airlifted it out of there in the middle of the night."
"It was good fun!"
The Hatter puts forth, eyes not so limpid as they were previously. He needs to slap another Coffee Patch on real soon or risk collapsing as soon as he gets back to the lab.
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Clarissa pensively taps her finger against the side of her lip. Hmm... Chaos wants a body. A human body to call his own and inhabit in exchange for Zefir. That's...acceptable. Heck, Chaos might become an ally in due time if he acts as the harbinger of chaos and badgers the good guys. Don't want him backing out of the verbal contract either. Better give him a killer body.
"Alright. I have rendered judgement upon your offer. It is...acceptable to me. If you'll accompany me to my chambers, we can commandeer and customize a body for your use. Tell you what, I'll even throw in the poor, poor soul that once owned the body for you to dispose of as you please for no extra charge. You'll want clothes too, I think, so I can lend you a stack of cash for that."
Clarissa takes five steps in the direction of her room before laughing at her own oversight and snapping her fingers and summoning one of her many generic victims to her. This one is from her recent fight against cultists that didn't like her in Inside. The one where Dave stormed off because Clarissa hurt his feelings. Their bodies should already hold great potential all on their lonesome, even though Clarissa sealed away the knowledge of the first owner.
"Forgot that I could do that for a moment there. Now let's talk features. Do you want to be male or female? Or can you take care of all of this yourself?"
"Oh? Where is this library now?" It'd be nice knowing where Gordon's assets have been placed. If nothing else she could always burn it down. Or keep it. Or just keep an eye on it. Something like that.
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Megan turned and stretched.
"M'kay then. I'll go clear a space for you then. If you want you can move your ferret stuff into there now, or you can just come once you're done. Whichever you prefer."
"As for me, I'll just be there working."
And then she walks back to the BioLab! And does indeed clear a proper area for Isabelle to do her stuff in!
And so, some time after this has occurred...
Isabelle, back in her usual outfit, complete with odd patterns of bright colours, makes her way to Megan's lab to have a look.
By which I mean she remembers Megan mentioning the things in place to deal with any foolish thieves, stops at the door, and knocks.
...
And Cedric shrieks of course.
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Clarissa pensively taps her finger against the side of her lip. Hmm... Chaos wants a body. A human body to call his own and inhabit in exchange for Zefir. That's...acceptable. Heck, Chaos might become an ally in due time if he acts as the harbinger of chaos and badgers the good guys. Don't want him backing out of the verbal contract either. Better give him a killer body.
"Alright. I have rendered judgement upon your offer. It is...acceptable to me. If you'll accompany me to my chambers, we can commandeer and customize a body for your use. Tell you what, I'll even throw in the poor, poor soul that once owned the body for you to dispose of as you please for no extra charge. You'll want clothes too, I think, so I can lend you a stack of cash for that."
Clarissa takes five steps in the direction of her room before laughing at her own oversight and snapping her fingers and summoning one of her many generic victims to her. This one is from her recent fight against cultists that didn't like her in Inside. The one where Dave stormed off because Clarissa hurt his feelings. Their bodies should already hold great potential all on their lonesome, even though Clarissa sealed away the knowledge of the first owner.
"Forgot that I could do that for a moment there. Now let's talk features. Do you want to be male or female? Or can you take care of all of this yourself?"
Main Room
Well Chaos isn't very far away he stands in one of the entraces. Illophen may notice them after all since this is happening after the thing in the Room. She may wonder how he managed to ecape the prison.
"Your right off when you see your chance, right? Well we still need to do one thing. We need to get to the right place to finish this trade. Oh and don't worry. I'm able to remove all spells you cast on him and I'm able to change his appereance. Depending on my mood."
Chaos claps in his hands and the door he just stand changes into a portal to another plane. A wired looking plane as far as you can see. Looking very chaotic from afar.
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Ilpholin's not there. Since by my understanding that scene's been going on for far longer then the situation in which she sealed the room.
Regardless of whether it happened before or after, her player really doesn't want to get stuck in a scene that's liable to take months when Ilpholin's supposed to be getting a robbery group together.
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"Oh I always have something on my mind, but it's a bit too x-rated."
Ilpholin says.
"Also I'm trying to figure out if the Cat Burgler would be any actual good in a heist. Probably should go talk to him."
Main Room
"Well...I'd say skillwise he'd be a great choice, but if he tries to go on the offensive I don't think he'll do too well..."
"But asking him might be a good idea, yes."
"Also...when are we going to have that coffee? You're always so busy, I swear I'd have to clone you just for it to happen."
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BioLab - Another Time
Megan opens the door.
"Hm..? Oh! Hey! You're just in time to see the fruitation of my latest experiment!"
Ilpholin raises an eyebrow. "What're you, my skills adviser now?"
"Well if you want to get coffee patches, we could go get them now from the Hatter." They, uh, are kinda creepy really.
"Though I suppose I could squeeze in some time now too." Breakfast won't kill anyone time wise.
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[BioLab - Another twist in the mess that is Continuity]
"Oh really? That sounds nice, doesn't it Cedric?" Isabelle looks at her little pet, who responds with the usual shriek. "Oh no Cedric, I don't think it matters if we understand what she's doing. It'll be fun to watch, and a nice way to take a little break from our own work." She nods with a smile, "We'd be delighted to watch. Please, lead on."
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BioLab
Megan leads them in happily!
"I'm about to succeed in making..."
She waves towards a large tube with a sexy cat-boy inside who's also naked.
"A male version of myself! It took a long time of shifting through DNA...but I did it!"
"Pretty attractive too, if I do say so myself."
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Main Room
"Nah, just a really bored cat-girl scientist. And while we're eating I can talk to you about the upgrades I want to implement on the Mechano-Panthers!"
"So...where shall we eat then?"
Main Room -> Kitchen
"Kitchen it is!"
She walks happily to the kitchen, the upgrades already on her mind. She couldn't wait to talk to Ilpholin about them!
BioLab
Megan leads them in happily!
"I'm about to succeed in making..."
She waves towards a large tube with a sexy cat-boy inside who's also naked.
"A male version of myself! It took a long time of shifting through DNA...but I did it!"
"Pretty attractive too, if I do say so myself."
Well, that's not what Isabelle was expecting.
She peers at the tube for a moment, apparently rather unconcerned by the cat-boy's nudity. Cedric doesn't seem particularly impressed, giving a rather bored hiss. "Any particular reason why you decided to make him?" she asks.
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"You misunderstand." Ilpholin says. "I'm not asking for an army. I'm asking for a show of loyalty. A willingness to get dirty. If you want to make an army for that purpose, that's fine. But what you do and how you do it is up to you."
[Ilpholin's Office - Karyana]
"If you don't care what I make for this test of loyalty, then I suppose I can set to work now," the blood mage replies, shrugging. "Is there anywhere here capable of accommodating several hundred people, and a fair amount of vehicles?"
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She peers at the tube for a moment, apparently rather unconcerned by the cat-boy's nudity. Cedric doesn't seem particularly impressed, giving a rather bored hiss. "Any particular reason why you decided to make him?" she asks.
BioLab
"Well...chromosomes are a bit hard for me to mess with, so I was seeing if I could do it. And...I wanted someone I could trust completely to pilot my old partner and I's old project..."
She pointed at the gigantic monster that was sleeping and covered in tubes in the back, its grey skin covered in metal plates to cover its vital areas, a large Gatling gun that was permanently grafted onto its wrist instead of a hand, and its wings were folded up behind it.
"Plus I figured the population of Moffs would like it."
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Kitchen
Megan puts the filter and then the grounds into the coffee machine and begins making a pot.
She then waits, as she doesn't know which one of them would be making the food.
"...population of Moffs? Is that what all those identical-looking men are called?" Isabelle has yet to see much of the Moffs.
Which is probably a good thing.
"Well, I suppose there is no one you can trust more than yourself. But that...project...looks like some sort of creature. Why would it need a pilot?"
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"Because, I've made it so that you can control it. It was mostly my old partner's idea..."
She admired the cat-boy in the tube.
"It hasn't seen much use since she left, but with this genderbent version of myself...it will see use again."
Plus since it's a genderbent version of herself, if it ever becomes evil then they can tell him and Megan apart easily.
Probably a good idea to have someone controlling that monster rather than relying on it being capable of carrying out orders on its own. "Well, more tools for AMEN to use is never a bad thing, is it?" If it were a bad thing, then Isabelle shouldn't be making those super-ferrets!
"So does your science-y stuff mean he'll come out already knowing everything?"
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BioLab
"Yes, he'll have all my memories and knowledge, with the exception of a few things. I've made sure he doesn't have any memories about my fiancé."
She begins pressing buttons, causing the tube to begin draining!
"I can see why you wouldn't want him to have that." Isabelle watches as the tube starts to drain, a few thoughts popping up in her mind with regards to potential pitfalls that could result from creating a clone of yourself.
She doesn't mention them though. She doesn't really care. That, and she figures Megan has probably already accounted for them.
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"I never once said I didn't care what you make." Ilpholin, in fact, cares highly. She's hoping for effort from this, not necessarily just the first and biggest thing that comes to mind. "I generally ask for common sense and initiative. And an attempt to not have us suddenly be targets for blowing up." At least, not until the defenses against bombing runs are thoroughly in place.
Kitchen
Ilpholin's already grabbed her food!
In particular, while Megan's back was turned, she pulled an apple out of her clothes. I'm not sure how she got it in that skintight thing without anyone being able to tell. Probably best not to know.
Either way, she has her food. Since, she doesn't eat or drink anything that other people offer. Indeed, she hasn't eaten at all in quite a while really.
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BioLab
The tube drains completely and the genderbent clone opened his eyes and covered his...er...areas.
"For the love of gosh, tell me you have something I can wear."
Megan hands Greg jeans, a t-shirt, and a lab coat, which he promptly puts on.
"So Greg, you know who I am and why you were made, but you don't know her. This is Isabelle. Isabelle, this is Greg."
Greg extends a hand for handshaking purposes!
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Kitchen
Megan makes one of the fish fillets that she keeps in the freezer then.
And then coffee is done! She pours herself a cup and begins drinking it. She only likes it black.
Cause she's weird like that.
Isabelle shakes Greg's hand, Cedric gives his customary greeting shriek. "Well, this seems to have turned out well. Well done. I should probably get back to my work soon, I did only stop by to say hello and have a look around. I'll be moving my work over here once I'm done with the ferrets."
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BioLab
"Alright, I'll see you then I guess."
She has her hand full with Greg right now...
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Kitchen
Megan sits down with her fish fillet in sandwich form.
"So um, the upgrades I want to give to all the panthers is flamethrower, electrocution, and acid spitting capabilities. Not to mention an upgrade to their system so they have faster reflexes..."
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