Session Start: Sun Feb 10 22:12:27 2008
Session Ident: #lunar-iog2
* Logging #lunar-iog2 to 'Current Logs\LunarIoG2\#Chapter 67.2~ Trune x Ryllan.log'
<Trune> ===Lude Start!===
<Trune> 4>> The afternoon has begun to wane and the predetermined hour with the group's meeting with Mikayla is drawing fast. In a tiny side room in the resistance's base, Trune attempts to get ready. He tries to figure out something out with his hair. First he tries it slicked back, then parted to the side, and then finally thows down the comb in annoyance.
* Trune sighs and rubs a finger between his eyes, muttering something about rethinking this.
<Ryllan> >> There's a gentle knock on the door.
<Trune> Eh? Come in.
* Ryllan steps in, and closes the door immediately behind him.
* Trune looks a little surprised to see Ryllan -- it's not often he comes to visit, "Something wrong?"
<Ryllan> That's a good question.  Why don't you tell me the answer?
* Trune looks geniunely confused now, "The answer? Look, if it's about earlier I'm really sorry. I got pissed off and mouthed off at the wrong time. I was a twit. I apologize."
* Ryllan steps over to the corner of the room and sits on a crate, "Not that."
* Ryllan sighs, "Something's been going on with you at least since Leah died.  I have a pretty good theory, based on what I've seen.  But I'd rather hear it from you."
* Trune flinches, and actually begins to look...scared, "I've...just been overdoing it. I got real pissed off during that whole thing and dealt with willforce I wasn't ready for."
<Ryllan> I doubt you'd be this petrified.  You've done that before - at least half of us have.
<Trune> Well...it's just...She was most likely the 9th one, you know? It...I'm not sure what that means, so I'm a little spooked.
* Ryllan shakes his head, "That would have you frightened of Webbly, maybe. Or the other elementalors."
* Ryllan stands to his full height and stares at Trune, "Tell me, why are you afraid of /me/?"
* Trune tries to put on a brave face, standing up as well, "I'm not! What makes you think I am!?"
<Ryllan> >> There is a soft rasp of metal on leather, and Ryllan's knife is suddenly in his hand.
* Ryllan watches Trune's face carefully for his reaction.
* Trune looks down at the knife, and while he manages to keep his expression, his eyes begin to show both anger and fear.
* Ryllan twirls the knife back against his wrist and then into it's sheath expertly, "You see?"
<Trune> Yeah, you just flashed a KNIFE at me.
* Ryllan 's voice suddenly becomes soft, almost apologetic, "What if I were to tell you that Niri told me everything?"
* Trune 's bravado melts away quickly, and he looks away, "...(w) Niri...you didn't..."
<Ryllan> That's right.  She didn't.
<Ryllan> But if there was anyone you would have confided in.
<Ryllan> ...
<Ryllan> Now spill.
* Trune looks towards Ryllan in pure anger for a brief instant, then slumps down against the chair. No use getting out of it now, "...I wasn't lying when I said I wasn't scared of you. I'm scared of me. Of what's happening to me. Of what I could do."
<Ryllan> And so you hid it from everyone who it could be putting in danger?
<Trune> I just found out about it! I...I thought maybe I could stop it! But Webbly...the elementlors, they didn't tell me anything! 
<Trune> I didn't /want/ to hide it, but I honestly didn't know what to do!
* Ryllan speaks softly now, "Perhaps you should tell me what happened when y- when Leah died."
<Trune> ...I felt some sort of weird shock from the ECC. I didn't really think anything of it because there were other issues at hand, but then I felt dizzy...really dizzy. Unlike anything I felt before.
<Trune> I woke up with a headache. So far, still didn't really think anything of it because I honestly did think I overdid it.
<Trune> But...I had a weird dream right after. I...goddess, I can't keep straight on who I told or not. How much have I told you about the Thought Virus?
<Ryllan> Nothing, yet.
* Trune sighs, rubbing at his temples, "Okay, short version. Dr. Webbly and Dr. Albien thought of implating some sort of code into the elementlors heads to make them more...human I guess. Less brainwashed. Then they got killed. Then some people wanted to use that knowledge and continue their work. I guess they mucked that up too. I don't know how but the people who made the elementlors to begin with use this thought virus to make the 9th elementlor.
<Trune> «ooc: used, even »
<Trune> And judging by the notes I saw in my dream, they weren't pacafists. 
* Ryllan blinks, suspicion dawning, "This virus... killed people and mad ethem into the 9th elementalor?"
<Trune> No. This virus was implanted into someone...I suspect Ghaleon, and made him into the 9th.
<Trune> It altered his thoughts into what purpose they wanted...goddess knows what that is but I have a hunch, and made it so he was like... a super adept or something. I don't know. It's still kinda muddled.
<Ryllan> Go on.
<Trune> From what I saw in the notes too...the virus itself seems to be an entity. Sentient. Guess where I'm gonna go with this.
<Ryllan> It survived Leah.  And moved into you.
* Trune swallows, and nods, "...Guess this is fitting punishment, huh?"
<Ryllan> That's enough of that!  You don't deserve any punishment in Leah's death.  No one does save Zophar.
<Trune> I...I could have stopped it! I suspected...goddess, I heard her, but I couldn't stop it in time! If I just acted on my goddamned suspicions, this might not be happening! Leah might be alive!
<Ryllan> I heard it too.
<Ryllan> And you know why anything says something like that?
<Ryllan> To trick you.
<Ryllan> For fuck's sake, Trune.  Vytor swings at it and it tells us that that'll do the thing we've wanted all along?
<Ryllan> It was a desperate, dirty, trick.
* Trune shakes his head, "I guess...but..."
<Trune> You know. So...what now?
* Ryllan folds his arms and leans back against the wall, "How far along in its' infection is the virus?"
<Trune> I honestly don't know. I've had a splitting headache that's so bad at times I want to hit a wall just to feel pain somewhere else, and I can't sleep. Not without some sort of intervention. I'm cold all the goddamned time and sometimes there's parts of my body that go numb.
<Trune> And...apparently, according to Niri, I really hate Zophar a whole lot all of a sudden. 
<Ryllan> Mm.
<Ryllan> So there's already some mental effects.
<Trune> I guess...I suppose the whole notion that it gives me a lot of pleasure right now to imagine Zophar getting stabbed in the face isn't a huge surprise. Beyond that...I don't know.
<Ryllan> ...Okay.
* Ryllan rubs at his eyes, "First thing, I want you to talk to Saki."
* Trune looks confused, "Saki? Why?"
<Ryllan> If there's anyone who'll be able to teach you the difference between an alien set of thoughts and your own, it's her.
<Ryllan> << teach you to recognize, rather >>
* Trune slowly begins to nod in understanding. It's obvious he didn't consider this, "She's kind of ticked at me right now though. With good reason."
<Ryllan> She'll deal with it.  As she said herself, we're to busy to worry about being pissed off at people.  It applies to her too.
<Trune> Okay. I'll talk with her.
<Ryllan> We also do need to tell everyone else.
<Ryllan> Not now, while we're dealing with a crisis, but very soon.
* Trune can't help but flinch. He knew that was coming, "...Fine."
<Ryllan> Would you rather get someone killed because they didn't know?
* Trune shakes his head, "No, I don't. But I can't help it. I'm really scared right now."
<Ryllan> I know.  But you need to focus past that.  Take every step as it comes.  We all knew this was going to be dangerous when we signed up.   This is just another goddamn monster.
<Ryllan> <<Goddessdamn? Whatever.>>
<Trune> I just hope the others see it that way. They might not.
<Ryllan> Trust in your friends, Trune.
<Trune> I know. I have to. It may come to that.
<Ryllan> Mm.  Is it Tanan you're worried about?
<Trune> Heh, yes. Very much so.
* Trune sighs and runs a hand through his hair, "I'm getting the feeling he'd eleminate the threat now, ask questions later, if at all."
<Ryllan> Don't be.
<Ryllan> Firstly, Niri can keep him in check.  Trust in her.
<Ryllan> Secondly, you think he doesn't know?
<Trune> He...hasn't hinted at it. Niri hasn't mentioned anything. You think he knows?
<Ryllan> I think at the very least he suspects.
<Ryllan> Niri and Tanan don't need to talk to communicate - and it's not always voluntary.
<Ryllan> Even if she works at hiding it from him, I can't imagine him not picking up that /something/'s going on.
<Trune> Yeah...he's smart like that.
* Trune sighs, "I guess that's one less worry for me."
Session Time: Mon Feb 11 00:00:00 2008
* Ryllan nods.
<Ryllan> I don't have any answers Trune.  But I'm going to get some.  Now finish getting ready for dinner so we can save this city.
* Trune nods, "Yeah...don't worry, I'm with you on protecting Meribia. Bet on that. Also...thanks."
<Ryllan> ...No problem.
* Ryllan is out the door as quickly as he came.
* Trune watches Ryllan go, flopping on the chair for a moment, a hand on his head. He then lets out a long sigh, and goes back to fixing his mop of hair. Future demons can wait until later.
<Trune> ==Lude End==
Session Close: Mon Feb 11 00:12:37 2008