Session Start: Mon Feb 18 21:25:01 2008 Session Ident: #lunar-iog2 * Logging #lunar-iog2 to 'Current Logs\LunarIoG2\#Chapter 68.1~ Moom! Mikayla is touching me.log' ==LUDE BEGIN REALLY YEAH== * Mikayla , still dressed in a clinging purple evening gown, leans against Trune's tall frame as she steers him gently down the stairs into what appears to be the basement level. Still under the charm spell, Trune goes willingly, letting himself be led through several winding hallways and finally to a heavy, locked door. * Mikayla produces a key and unlocks the door, which swings open with a creak. She waves Trune inside with a sultry smile. He can see beyond a very strange room filled with a number of magical and willforce devices, as well as a desk and several chairs. Please, sit down...right over here. *Mikayla almost purrs as she guides Trune over to one of the chairs, a high-backed metal frame with padded cushions.* * Trune seems hesitant to leave Mikayla's side, but after a moment does so. He scans the room with rather unfocused eyes, "...This is...?" * Trune 's voice has a weird, detached quality to it as he speaks. * Mikayla gestures sweepingly. "Where all the magic happens...literally!" Her eyes sparkle with excitement, and she leans forward. "So, Trune...I need you to tell me all about these...Elementalors. It could be the last piece of the puzzle I need to complete my project. What are they, exactly? Where do they come from?" They're human weapons created long ago. They were modified because back then there weren't adepts quite like us. They were created by a government to stop Zophar ages ago. So they haven't been around forever? Fascinating! * Mikayla grabs a notebook and starts scribbling something. "This is the same Zophar you say you're fighting now?" * Trune nods, "Their power is massive. They're able to channel willforce in a way I've never seen before." Is it anything like what I showed you earlier - the control over elemental willforce I've been able to develop? Or is it even more powerful? ...even more powerful. They were created to be weapons. * Mikayla scribbles quickly, seeming very excited. And you use this power? How? * Trune pauses for a moment, his eye quirking slightly, but then he stops and he goes back to the same unfocused look, "I can hear them. Sometimes I hear their thoughts and feel what they're feeling, and sometimes I can speak back. They said it might be because of the ECC." The ECC? You mentioned that before. What is it? The Elementlor Control Chip...I don't know percisely how it works, but it summons an elemental projection of them right to me. They're far away now, but when I use it...it's like they're right there. I can control them with it. I don't think I could without it. Really? Could you show me? - Wait. *she pauses for a moment* Hmm, that might not be the best idea unless we are in a controlled location. Tell me, will the ECC work for anyone? I... * Trune pauses, a look of confusion crossing his face for a moment, "I...don't know." Do you have the ECC with you now? Yes. It's in my spear. May I see it? *She reaches for it eagerly* * Trune makes a smooth motion, reaching for his spear that was propped up on the side of the chair. He carefully hands it to her. * Mikayla accepts the spear and turns it over almost with reverence. This is...acceptable? Oh, yes...I can feel the elemental power in it already! I need to study this in more depth. Trune, I have to ask you one more favor. The ECC will help my research a great deal...but I also need to know about YOUR powers. Surely your use of the ECC has helped you to develop your elemental acuity even further... Could you demonstrate for me? You want me to summon them? I'd love for you to summon them, but I am concerned about the effect it might have on my instrumentation. But a demonstration of your own personal willforce...that should cause no harm. I would very much like to see how far you've come. Please Trune, for me? *She bats her eyes* I showed you MY new powers... *She then laughs in amusement at herself* * Trune stands, and leans in close to Mikayla, close enough so that she can feel the warmth of his skin, "...Anything for you." * Trune then takes a step backwards, tracing complex sigils of willforce energy into the open air. His body begins to pulse with the building power within the room, and it's almost rythmic, soothing. ==Lude Pause...till Wednesday!== Session Close: Mon Feb 18 22:15:43 2008 Session Start: Wed Feb 20 19:29:41 2008 Session Ident: #lunar-iog2 * Logging #lunar-iog2 to '\\Blueboy\f\MaxSync\mIRC\Current Logs\LunarIoG2\#Chapter 68.1~ Moom! Mikayla is touching me.log' Awesome! I can log stuff across the network ;) What was the last line in the log, though? now I can't open it ;) ? Well, I mean what was the last thing said? Mikayla asked Trune to demonstrate some of his new willforce capabilities. Last line: 06* Trune then takes a step backwards, tracing complex sigils of willforce energy into the open air. His body begins to pulse with the building power within the room, and it's almost rythmic, soothing. Okay. That's what I thought. I'm ready anytime! Okay! * Amy is now known as Mikayla «ooc: Shohuld I start? » << Sure >> * Trune closes his eyes, concentrating, and suddenly an inky jet of shadowy energy spirals around him, swirling up towards the ceiling, though it seems to not touch him at all. Then, an airy blast of wind energy spirals upwards along with the shadow energy, pulsing with power. * Mikayla scribbles something in her notebook, grinning. "Have you improved with other elements too?" * Trune doesn't open his eyes, still concentrating, but nods, "Watch." * Mikayla goes silent at his request and continues to watch, a small smile still on her face. 4>> The two seem to spiral upwards in perfect sync, and then suddenly a bright blast of fire energy spirals along with the other two elements. Over time, more sprials of energy begin to swirl and ebb around Trune. A jolt of thunder energy here, a pulse of light energy there, until all eight elementals spiral and dance around him, in perfect sync. * Mikayla 's smile grows. "Oh my. You truly do seem to have great control over the elements - it's as if they want to obey your overy command." * Trune opens his eyes, and the elemental swirls of energy dissapate, as if they were never there, "Thank you." Mmm. I think we could have some fun with this. By combining our powers... Combining...our powers? * Trune 's eye seems to quirk once again, but it stops after a time. The blank look returns. Oh, yes. The idea doesn't appeal to you? * ZackNap is now known as Zack * Trune shakes his head, "No...it does. It's just...how?" We've both improved significantly in our elemental control. But if we could somehow meld and intertwine those abilities...I control yours, you control mine...doesn't it sound intriguing? We could increase our power exponentially. * Trune smiles, wrapping his arms around Mikayla's shoulders and pulling her in close, "It...it would." * Mikayla quirks a smile and then kisses Trune again. After a moment she steps back, gently pushing him down into the chair. * Trune sits down without a lot of resistance, though for a moment, his bottom lip seems to twitch. I believe I have an idea how this can be accomplished. But to do it...hmm. You'll just have to sit back and relax for a moment, Trune. * Mikayla reaches over and flips a couple of restraints over the arms of the chair, snapping them into place over Trune's forearms. * Trune gives a blank, questioning stare at the restraints, but says nothing. His lip twitches just a little more. * Mikayla then attaches some restraints on Trune's legs. He is now securely bound to the chair. She touches one of the restraints and concentrates a moment. Trune again feels the sensation of willforce draining out of him - just a little. Mikayla removes her hand, nodding in satisfaction. "Good, it appears to be working." * Mikayla stands back, eyeing Trune appraisingly, with a slight frown on her face. * Trune stares an unfocused stare for several moments, but the twitching in his lip grows worse. Suddenly, he lets out a sharp gasp, and his head pitches forward. * Mikayla takes a step backward, nodding to herself. She doesn't say anything, but waits for Trune to speak. Uhh...oh my head... * Trune 's head slowly rises, and he stares at Mikayla with a truely disorented look, as if he was roused from a very deep sleep and cannot concentrate, "...'Mik?" * Mikayla nods. "Yes, Trune?" * Trune shakes his head, trying to clear it. As he shakes his head to one side, his eyes slowly are drawn to the restraints on his arm. He stares, uncomprehending for a moment, before panic slowly begins to seep into his face as he realizes just what it is. He attempts to jerk his arm free, but the restraints hold fast. What the...what the hell!? Relax, Trune! It's for your own safety. Wouldn't want you to get hurt during the trial run, would we? *she smiles sweetly* Trial run? What the hell is going on, Mikayla?! Don't you remember, sweetie? *She practically purrs at him* We agreed to test my theory on combining our elemental powers. Your theory? * Mikayla smiles slyly. * Trune 's face blanks for a moment, as memories slowly return. His look turns to one of horror, "...(w) Everything...I told you everything..." After this...no one will be able to stand against us. Not the rebels, not this supposed army that's marching for New Meribia, not those who laughed at us back at the Academy... * Trune shakes his head vehemently, "NO! You don't know what you're doing! You can't control this, Mik'. You heard the professors back at the academy; don't you know how difficult this is going to be? This is going to either kill me, you, or both of us!" * Mikayla shakes her head. "Oh, you underestimate me, my dear." She leans in a little closer. "I've grown so much more powerful - I've increased my control. Do you think I haven't tested this? I wouldn't subject you to something without assuring myself that it would work. You think I'd want to kill you?" * Trune snorts, trying to hold back a laugh, "That's pretty fucking questionable, Mik, considering you put a spell on me and strapped me to a CHAIR. All your prattle about missing me....it was just to sucker me in again, wasn't it?" I'm ambitious, Trune. I won't deny it. But I wouldn't purposefully hurt you, and I DID miss you. Oh, you probably think I'm lying. But...if you remember what just happened...surely you can't deny /everything/. * Mikayla raises an eyebrow, grinning suggestively as she reaches out and traces a finger down his face. * Trune jerks his head away, "I knew you had issues, Mikayla. I knew you were out for yourself...but you're sick. Really sick. You need help. This will kill you in the end. Bet on it." ...And touch me again and I swear I'll bite that finger off. Oh, dear. Well, I DO thank you for your concern, but it's totally unnecessary. *She straightens.* I have a great deal to do before we are ready to test this. In the meantime, I'm going to let you sit here and relax...and consider my plan. Consider my offer. If you work with me, Trune...you could stand beside me and help me rule over the Meribian League. I could be yours, Trune. Think about it. What was your words to me earlier? Oh yeah. I can do /better/. Oh really? Do tell. * Trune glares at her, his mouth set in a hard line of anger, "I could find someone who's not power hungry and straps people she supposedly cares about to chairs, for example." That'd be a start. * Trune then smiles, "Oh yeah! And I could definately find a girl who doesn't charm her boytoys for jollies. That'd be capital? Do you want me to go on? Oh come on Mik, say yes!" I want to go on about how pathetic you've become. I could write a novel. Want me to share? * Mikayla laughs. "Ah, Trune, in some ways you haven't changed...and in some ways you have. But I'm sure you'll come around. I'd hate for you not to...you're far too good a kisser." She winks at him. In the meantime...I have a good deal to do. You just relax! * Mikayla heads for the door. Yeah, maybe. I wouldn't if I were you, though. You don't know what you're getting into. Oh, I think I do. *She turns around and waves* Tata, sweetheart! * Mikayla then closes the door behind her, leaving Trune alone in the large room, lined with willforce devices. * Trune futlily pulls at the restraint one last time, shaking his head, "...Again. She suckered me again." If I get out of this...she won't get the better of me again. * Trune looks around the room one last time, his face falling slightly, ".../If/ I get out of this..." ==Lude End!== Also, she likely took the spear with her. Session Close: Wed Feb 20 20:58:26 2008