--- Session 37: Secrets --- Session Start: Sun Jun 10 15:51:40 2001 --SESSION START-- «ooc: Grue, I'm gonna let you do the intro pose. » <> «ooc: Dining hall. » <> « Dining hall place :) » «ooc: Eating. » * Shane flings open the door with little grace, looking quite excited and like he just ran quite a distance in a very short time. Weh... ha... >> Rayle turns his head rapidly in the direction of the sound. "Aw, man, wot now?" * Allen stirs some sugar into his tea, "Ah, there you are, Shane." * Shane 's chest is heaving, and he bends over, hands on his thighs catching his breath. * Ellena blinks and almost drops her fork at Shane's abrupt entrance! O_o «ooc: Oh bjork, bjork, bjork. » * Shane looks up, and counts everyone. «ooc: LOL. ^^ » * Jeff turns and looks at Shane curiously, not saying anything Neydisa... Okay? « heh ^^ » «ooc: Shane: Hm....human guinea pig one...redshirt...check! » <> Samantha: She retired to her room...I don't blame her... * Shane nods. Good... We'll need her... Samantha: Dr. Arturis, what's going on? hrmm... «ooc: *evilcackle* » We've... we've got to leave as soon as possible. Why? And we have to be back by noon... What? >> Samantha gives Allen a look. Rayle: Noon tomorrow, I 'ope. I'll.... I'll tell you all in a bit. I need to get the princess and Mister Kestrel before I say anything... Guys... could you go to where Neydisa is sleeping, and secure the room. Make sure there's no bugs. Like last time? * Shane arches an eyebrow to Jeff. Samantha: Sir Kestrel...he was here not long ago...I'll fetch him if I can. *** Allen (zathras@dial-35-024.easystreet.com) Quit (Ping timeout) Please do, Samantha. * Ellena frowns a bit and picks at her food. :/ I'll... go request the Princess' presence. . o O ( Again with not telling us anything... ) This is very time-sensitive. >> Samantha smiles at Allen and pats his hand, then stands. She looks about briefly, then departs, saying no more about Shane's sudden entrance. «ooc: We're talking baby soft senstive » Rayle: An' wot'd "this" be? I don't know... Just meet me in Neydisa's room in twenty minutes... All will be explained. <> * Jeff nods. "Sure, Shane.." ... «ooc: Gerard Depardu? » «ooc: http://rpgcafe.net/WARPG/files/super_spy_shane.mid » * Shane smiles at everyone very quickly, and heads out, towards the throne room. «ooc: heh. «ooc: I love this midi during sessions. » Shane, just keep that wo...damn him -_-; What, pray tell is going on NOW? -_-; >> Rayle sighs. * Ellena actually sounds sorta miffed. Rayle: I fink 'e jus' likes bein' all dramatic. «ooc: jeez, an explaination in 20 minutes isn't good enough? :o <> «ooc: Not any more, Shaney! ^_^ » * Jeff stands up. "It seems urgent.." *** Allen (zathras@dial-206-102-3-97.easystreet.com) has joined #warpg «ooc: grr. » « wb All :) » «ooc: you guys are harsh ;) * Ellena stands up as well, "At least we'll know soon enough...Hopefully..." «ooc: You do this all the time, Shane! What the hell! » «ooc: fill me in? » «ooc: last I saw was * Ellena blinks and almost drops her fork at Shane's abrupt entrance! O_o » «ooc: Because it's *bad* to say things like I say in public! » And any unsecured room is public in Shane's mind. « meeting in my room in twenty minutes, Allen.. he's getting princess and kestrel.. also the fact we have till noon tomorrow for something that Shane will explain. :P » «ooc: ^^; » «ooc: Can someone repose for Allen? Ah. That works. » He wouldn't be getting everyone together to not tell us anything, Ellena.. come on guys, let's go find Neydisa. I hate to wake her up so soon, but.. «ooc: Samantha is leaving to get Kestrel, Allen. » «ooc: Gayo, NPC me for a bit. -_- » . o O ( But he never tells me anything, personally... -_-; ) «ooc: How logn a bit? » « Jeff worries about me. ^_^ » «ooc: Until I get this fucking thing working » «ooc: Ellena seems to forget that she was the first to heafr about Kema. :P » «ooc: I mean lately. » «ooc: That was like last week! » <> «ooc: No it wasn't O_o » «ooc: Oh well. ^^; » «ooc: Well, maybe 2 weeks. » * Jeff glances around the table, then starts toward the door. «ooc: 2 weeks is too long. I am a picky fuck! » * Allen finally finishes chewing his food. * Ellena goes off to get ready for the meeting ^^; «ooc: First, and only one in detail. » Well, that was rather... brief. * Hikaru lemmings. >> Rayle hops off the tabletop and floats along behind Hikaru. «ooc: And she forgets that she knows more aboutShane than any other ;_; » Hikaru: As usual. « btw Allen Sam lets to get princess :) » <> « er left » «ooc: And that in fact, she knows pretty much more about some things from shane than anyone in the world. » * Allen gathers up his thinks, takes one more pull at his tea and starts toward the door. «ooc: I told her everything I know about Kema :P » «ooc: She knows about Shane personally, but as far as what's currently going on as a group, she's the last to know » «ooc: Kema is the exception ^^ » «ooc: THINGS. » «ooc: She still has no reason to complain. ^^ » «ooc: She's jsut whiny. » «ooc: Yep. » «ooc: There's a *reason* shane is quiet about the goals. » >> The group wearily tromps out of the dining hall, bones still aching from the morning's battle, towards the boarding area. «ooc: we've become very high-profile. » >> After a short walk, they arrive at Neydisa's room. «ooc: that's baaaad. With a capital sheep. » «ooc: Hehehe. » « Hehe.. sheepie. :) » Rayle: So...we stand back'n let Jeff work 'is mojo? * Allen holds a finger to his lips and gestures to the sleeping shaman. Rayle: (q) Don't we need ter wake 'er up if we're gonna be fillin' 'er in? I'd rather not wake her up.. :/ * Allen shrugs. «ooc: I wasn't intending to wake Ney up. » * Jeff keeps his voice low. "We can let her sleep, but I can't guarantee the summoning wouldn't wake her anyway." «ooc: Just watch over her. » «ooc: But... do as you will. » «ooc: mmmmmmmmm m mmm mmmm VRC6 » « was afk sec sorry :) » * Jeff reaches into his belongings, closes his eyes, and tries to summon Stare Roe as quietly as possible. Rayle: Well, whatever. * Hikaru taps one foot irritably, glancing around the room./ * Neydisa is sleeping peacefully under the covers, on hand clutching them close to her... she's barely moved an inch from where she was a few hours before when Jeff set her down. * Jeff murmurs quietly to himself under his breath, slowly building up enough will to summon. * Ellena waits quietly. * Allen finds a chair in the corner and sits, waiting for Sam and Kestrel to arrive. *** Hikaru (someone@lsanca1-ar7-216-103.lsanca1.dsl.gtei.net) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) *** Ellena (dinner@pool0343.cvx20-bradley.dialup.earthlink.net) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) «ooc: That never bodes well. » « eek... » «ooc: Waiting for Ell. » <> *** Hikaru (someone@lsanca1-ar7-216-039.lsanca1.dsl.gtei.net) has joined #warpg «ooc: ...screw it. I'll do it later -_- » <> *** Ellena (dinner@pool0986.cvx20-bradley.dialup.earthlink.net) has joined #warpg « wb ^^ » * Jeff opens his eyes and looks around a little, then begins the summon itself, voice still quiet. "Stare Roe.. please shine your light here so we can see this place truly.." >> Wisps of light whisk silently through the dark corners of the room...illumination is brought to all things as the light of truth shines. * Allen guards his eyes for a moment. /o I always have to stop and think if there are any illusions I'm forgetting when someone casts this. *** DNW (dnwwheeler@pool0193.cvx20-bradley.dialup.earthlink.net) Quit (Quit: ) >> Nothing appears to be hidden here. «ooc: Just Allen's "xBig_D" enchantment. » <> «ooc: ... » <> <> «ooc: ...huh? » * Neydisa shifts a bit as the summon occurs, sleeping much lighter than before. ^^ «ooc: O_o mutant...dick...ergh » <<'Dick' makes no sense. LOTS of people are dicks. Shane, for example. Damn keyboard.>> <> « Eh-heh. ^^; » «ooc: Snicker ^^ » >> Elsewhere... «ooc: gah. » «ooc: *pretty teleporting image! » «ooc: Nobody loves me ;_; » <> «ooc: I was about to ask a question. Oh well, I'll do it later. » «ooc: Sorry. ^^ » «ooc: zokay. » >> Shane steps into the throne room, his footsteps echoing across the vast room. A number of hard-nosed guards stand vigil at the various entrances and exits. * Shane eyes the guards calmly, and continues forward. >> The throne room is relatively empty save for the constant military presence...clearly the princess and her entourage are elsewhere. A few men of various rank stand in one corner, speaking while a scribe records their comments. *** Allen is now known as AlAway «ooc: brb » Hrmm... «ooc: Military Guys; I took Propetca! I caught a fish! *The scribes ooh and copy this down dilligently* » «ooc: Note: That'll only make sense if you saw the commercial :p » * Shane walks towards the Men of High Stature Good day, sirs. <> «ooc: Yay. Windy has » <> Man of High Stature: *looks up* Ah, good day. Could you inform me as to the current location of the Princess? I have most urgent news for her ears only. I am Professor Shane Arturis. She should permit me to visit upon hearing that I have information for her. One of the Men of High Stature looks at the other. "Chancellor...?" >> The other man nods, stepping away from the group to speak with Shane. "Good afternoon, Professor Arturis...I had heard of your arrival, but had not yet met you myself. I am Chancellor Melbrick. I fear the princess is taking no visitors for any reason, currently. She was quite explicit." * Shane extends his hand to the chancellor. A pleasure to meet you sir. May I ask the conditions of her withdrawal? >> They shake, and the Chancellor shakes his head. "She does not see fit to confide overmuch in me, but I believe she has some manner of important meetings occurring." *** Ellena (dinner@pool0986.cvx20-bradley.dialup.earthlink.net) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) *** Ellena (dinner@pool0381.cvx21-bradley.dialup.earthlink.net) has joined #warpg « ;_; » Chancellor: Very classified, as such things are. The Prime Minister is simillarly indisposed. * Shane frowns. «ooc: Sigh. ^^ » <> « Okay Jeff :) » This matter is as urgent as any other. It involves the incident this morning at the docks, and the Assassin known as Death whom I've been under Royal order to pursue. Chancellor: I am quite sorry, but I cannot make an exception. Could I have a note brought to her? This is really quite urgent. Chancellor: Yes, I believe that could be arranged. I cannot guarantee an expedient reply, however. Hrmm... Good day, Chancellor. I may be back with such a note within the hour. * Shane bows and leaves calmly, swearing softly under his breath after leaving the chamber. * Shane heads back to the personal roms, looking for everyone, hoping Kestrel is there. >> Samantha and Kestrel have arrived at the quarters, and are engaged in quiet conversation with the others around Neydisa's sleeping form. * Shane opens the door quietly. « so popular I am ;) » «ooc: if Allen's AFK too long we may have to pause. » Kestrel? A word? * Shane holds the door open for him. Kestrel: *nods, briefly addressing the assembled group* I shall be only a moment. >> He steps out with Shane. Kestrel, what's going on? I'm told the princess is indisposed. Are there more urgent matters of state presently than the ordeal we're involved in? Kestrel: *nods* I do not know of everything that happens in these castle walls, but I believe something of import may be occurring. * Shane frowns. *** AlAway is now known as Allen «ooc: Gayo, you better be damn happy you need me -_- » I thought you were high-up on the chain of national command. Do you know what's happening and cannot tell me, or are you in the dark as well? « Ash... :/ » «ooc: Samatter, Ash? » «ooc: Any number of things. To sum it up into three statements, I'm tired, I'm OOC, and I'm worried sick about Heather yet again. -_- » «ooc: Sorry. I did ask if you needed out of this session. » «ooc: Actually, I'll NPC you. No sweat. » «ooc: I DIDN'T then. -_- » «ooc: I can deal. » «ooc: Oi...thanks, Gayo. I appreciate the thought. Sorry to do this to you again » « as always I can provide any logs you'd need, Ash » «ooc: S'OK. » *** Hikaru (someone@lsanca1-ar7-216-039.lsanca1.dsl.gtei.net) Quit (Quit: ...Gah. It's a shame I have to have a goddamn heart... -_- Someone just rip it out of me right now.) «ooc: what's wrong with heather? » «ooc: No idea. » « No clue... but I do know what's up with ASh :/ » Kestrel: It is something of a misnomer to refer to a chain of command. Rather, there are many smaller chains, all leading to the monarchy. Because I am high on one does not make me high on the others, and, since all sensitive information is dispensed on a need-to-know basis, there are many things I don't know. «ooc: Focus is on Shane and Kestrel, yes? Others not in scene just yet? » «ooc: Not right now. » «ooc: okay, thanks. » Hrmm.. * Shane nods to the door, and reopens it. After you, Kestrel. >> Kestrel steps inside obligingly. Rayle: Wot was 'at all about? * Shane follows, shuts the door slowly and firmly, and turns around. <> * Allen mutters something. We have ...(looks at the wall clock) about twenty-three hours to be back in adlehyde. Rayle: Well then, we're ahead o' schedule. At noon tomorrow, we need to be at the Infirmary. Why? What's going on, Shane? Can you tell us? Hikaru: *folds his arms* Just what's this about? <> Upon there, Death will meet up with us. * Shane pauses. Boomerang...? He agreed to see you? O_o Kestrel: ...I see. He is planning on attacking the Master. Kestrel: Does he know where to find him? * Shane nods. Then we have to go with him.. I figure that we can have no better escort than one whom knows where our enemy is, hates our enemy, has been saved by us twice, and is extremly powerful. Kestrel: Indeed. However, we have to leave Adlehyde shortly. * Allen grimaces. I've... learned something that we need to investigate before going, or it could lead to fatal consequences. What's so important that we can risk missing this opportunity? «ooc: http://www.gaming-intelligence.com/dc/psov2/psov2media14.html » Kestrel: ...is that so? The good doctor Charity examined the Bio-mechanical device that I disabled upon the encounter at the beach where Ellena and I irst beat sense back into the possessed demon. She said she had seen similar ...creations... before. Kestrel: *blinks* Charity...? * Shane nods. «ooc: OOOOOOOH! » «ooc: ? » I happen to trust Charity's opinion, but the location was a bit of a shock. Before I reveal this, I need you all to know a few things. * Ellena listens quietly «ooc: your link. » «ooc: Ah. » There are three different possibilities... * Allen has conflict in his eyes, but he holds his comments. The first is parallel research, which would be coincidental, but I don't believe could be the case... ...Barring that, Either part of Adlehyde is secretly working against itself, meaning high treason upon part of the government upon another... or some rouge scientists are working for the Master. Charity saw the machines in Ygdrasiil. * Shane grimaces. Samantha: ...*lowers her eyes* Mmh. * Allen raises an eyebrow and looks to Sam for a moment. Kestrel: ...hrm. I refuse to believe that a ranking official would conspire to commit such an act. If the Facility is the source of this, it must be working independently. Ygdrasill...? Sam: (q) Sorry, it's nothing. Rayle: Dirty great lab, Ell. ..Labs...:/ Okay, Rayle... * Shane nods. But... Jessamyn... * Shane frowns again. Will this be the second tmie in as many weeks that a famed colleague turns rouge? * Shane shakes his head over the Remmington revelation. In any case, I was hoping to alert the princess, and then go in with her blessing... Kestrel: It's unnecessary to make assumptions so early in advance. You think that Miss Jessamyn...is...? I don't think she is, personally. But... This does cast suspicion. * Neydisa stirs a bit, mumbling to herself about being cold... she tugs at the blanket tighter. *** Allen (zathras@dial-206-102-3-97.easystreet.com) Quit (Ping timeout) We must flyto the labs and investigate, and return before noon. * Ellena overhears Neydisa and grabs another blanket at the foot of her bed, and drapes it gently on top of her. :) Kestrel: *sighs, thinking* I wish Charity could come on this trip...I suspect she is obligated to treat the wounded, however. * Jeff glances at Neydisa, then back to Shane. "Can we be sure.. totally sure.. that we'll be back by then?" * Shane looks worriedly at neydisa. * Shane looks back up, at Jeff. We can't afford to miss this. I don't know. But in my mind, if we can gain information about the Master's powers... well... to go in blind might as well be suicide. *** Allen (zathras@dial-206-102-3-37.easystreet.com) has joined #warpg « wb Allen ^^ » «ooc: Allen: I covered up your girl ;) » «ooc: What'd you miss, zath?> » I do not intend to miss the appointment with Death. «ooc: grr. Fill me in again? Last I saw was: Kestrel: ...hrm. I refuse to believe that a ranking official would conspire to commit such an act. If the Facility is the source of this, it must be working independently. » « I'll get ya in msg allen :) » «ooc: then I said 3 things. Did you see those? » « no :/ » «ooc: grr. » Kestrel: Some of us should remain to meet the demon, I suppose. Kestrel: Just in case. * Jeff nods Hikaru: ...Ellena can stay behind... * Shane nods. It would be wise to leave some behind, just to be safe. Me...? But...But...I'm not sure Boomerang really knows me... I'll stay. Ellena or I should be one of the two to stay, really... ... Rayle: Would yer rather go ter th'lab, Ell? I have some things to do in Adlehyde... Because we were the ones who freed him, Ellena. Shane, you'd probably know taht lab place better than I. You should go... «ooc: and Agh, can we pause for 3 minutes? ;_; » * Ellena nods. He does know your face, I warant. * Shane nods. «ooc: Can we, guys? » Thank you. «ooc: I'm really sorry... :( » «ooc: course :) » * Allen blinks. "Shane, I have an idea... How long is the trip to the Facility going to take?" About half an hour, once Neydisa is awake. If my sister will help me, we can act in our official capacity and attract attention away from you and the others... Much longer by boat. * Shane arches his left eyebrow. How so? We'd go to the facility and request a tour. Throw our weight around a bit... Samantha: ...I suppose I could...since the last one was...cut short. * Allen nods. And while they are busy taking care of us, you could investigate. Kestrel: I'm unsure how you mean "investigate", Allen. * Shane smiles, Hrmm... Well, Shane wants to know what they are up to. We attact attention away from him, he pokes around a bit. «ooc: Er, wait, he wouldn't call him Allen. » «ooc: Well, I'll catch it in the logs. » * Ellena looks to both Allen and Shane, wondering what Allen is up to. The staff of the facility are quite numerous. I doubt two nobles would distract all of the guards... >> Kestrel frowns. "I won't be party to anything unless it is on the level. Any searching done should be done legally." ...I'm afraid that I'm going to have to go into the labs a bit bluntly. There's little chance of being sly about it. * Allen frowns. Hikaru: So if there is a traitor, he has ample time to run and hide. Great. I will probably approach the good doctor, and ask her if she has any relics matching the description. If she witholds, or worse, attacks... well, we'll go from there. * Shane turns to Hikaru. Kestrel: ...perhaps...hrm. It...*thinks* I'm afraid there's little other choice. Rayle: 'E's got a point, 'ik. We have the power of the House of Adlehyde behind our actions. Perhaps that will be enough... I hope for your sake it is, Shane... * Neydisa is still remarkably out of it, considering the debate going on not more than a few feet away from her. * Allen nods again. "Yes, I'm sure that will be enough." As I said before, I don't believe Jessamyn to be a traitor. I will only ask her. However, it is within the realm of possibility that that assumption is false. Kestrel: I am going to depart briefly. I shall return before long. * Shane nods. >> Kestrel opens the door and steps out of the room. >> Then he closes the door. Just meet back here by four. >> Then the castle explodes! «ooc: JUST KIDDING! » We should let Neydisa have at least that much rest. * Jeff nods slowly « GAYO :o » Did we decide who's staying behind? If anyone? * Shane sighs, and takes a seat, rubbing his temples. Ellena must stay. Would you stay as well, Jeff? Actually... Hrmm... ...Shane, what exactly do they do at this lab? * Shane rubs his chin. They... kill puppies! «ooc: ooc ;D » «ooc: WHAT! » «ooc: Hehe. » « LOL » <> «ooc: Is that OOC or not? :O » Various research. I was under temporary employ to figure out what some ancient elw artifacts did a few months back... * Ellena nods a little. Machines... ...Mainly recovery of ancient tech and applied restructuring of new tech off of the principles they discover. >> Samantha answers Ellena's question. "It's a place where we do government-funded biological experimentation...they hope to create better crops and revitalize areas of the world that have been harmed...they also deal with many of the technological devices found in the kingdom." It's a very presitigious lab. «ooc: It's... THE BIOSYSTEMS LAB. » * Shane nods at Samantha's explaination. « yep. ^^ » «ooc: I'm almost at the biosystems lab in PS2. » «ooc: Fucking place. » «ooc: Oh no... Hope there isn't a EllenaFirst there. » <> The large arboriums they have in the lab foster a healthy environment for Elw technologies. The constant ebb and flow of lifeforce around... «ooc: Not for the machines. Machines can go fuck themsleves » « Ney-First ^_^ » «ooc: LOL » «ooc: Wouldn't that be fun to watch! FUCKING MACHINES » ...I see. «ooc: what time is it? » << "And this is DildoBot v. 1.3" >> If you do need someone as far as understanding this...flow. I'm always here. ^^; You can ask me once you come back. «ooc: 1:20 PM » « probably about 1... yeah ^^ » * Shane nods. «ooc: Audrey bangs on the door. "Dammit, Lynna, you've been in there for an hour!" » You said we should be back by four? * Allen stands. « :o » «ooc: LOL! » Samantha: Do you have plans, Allen? Hrmm... Jeff, I may need your assistance again at the labs. I know you don't want to miss the window to the Master, but I hope to be back in tmie myself. And your... trick... is useful. * Shane nods to Allen. « Now you ahve me thinking of Lynna taking the shape of sex toys.. AAAGHHH >_< » I still think going to the facility in our official capacity might be useful, Sam. Actually... ...it may act as insurance against any possible hostility. But.. I don't look like a noble. * Gestures to his long bedraggled hair and general messy appearence. So.. we should act the part. But announcing that you're going may also alert any agents there. * Jeff nods. "All right.. as long as we're back, it's fine.. we just need to make sure we are, that's all." Samantha: You can get cleaned up a bit, Allen. There are plenty of clothes at the manor. Hrmm... Samantha: Some are bound to fit you. «ooc: Is Ellena the only one staying behind? ^6; » * Allen nods. We can leave an official notice to be opened later. As long as someone we trust knows... Charity, perhaps. «ooc: We don't seem to have decided yet. » * Shane looks at Hikaru. «ooc: Ellena would go but Shane seems pretty into having her stay here. So. Moo » Hikaru: *returns the look* What about me? I was hoping to have you along, since you did save the day this morning... but... * Shane looks towards Ellena, a bit remorsefully. * Allen looks to Shane for a second. Hikaru: No problem. Would you mind staying behind? .oO( I thought I saved the day. Oh well. ) * Ellena blinks at Shane's look. ^^; >> Hikaru answers the question before it's asked, nodding. * Shane nods, closing his eyes. There's another thing you should all know... ...It looks like, for better or worse, we might eliminate the master tomorrow, drawing this whole odd affair to a close... ...but... There's something odd going on right now in Adlehyde... Samantha: ...odd? ...Oh no... ...The princess is unreachable, and in closed meeting. Something that not even this news could interrupt. Samantha: Does Sir Kestrel know anything? This makes me a little wary... for if there are affairs of state more pressing than the pending destruction of the world... ..What could it be? I have no idea... Only a few events come to mind that could bring such a secret council... But.. * Shane frowns. Samantha: Father will be returning to the city shortly...perhaps he can shed some light on the situation. He is not a member of the inner circle, but is well informed in matters of the court. I'm sure it's nothing that will occur immediatly. Our task at hand is more pressing. * Ellena frowns a bit more, "It's too bad Neydisa isn't awake...She would want to know about this..." ...Troop movements are slow, after all... She'll know in due time. Like I said... this has the earmarks of a storm-coming, not a storm here. I just thought everyone should know. Rayle: 'Ey, 'Ik... * Shane frowns. ...Don't get overcofident Shane... Hikaru: Yeah, Rayle? * Allen nods. We'll tell her when she wakes.. we all need to be careful, I guess. As always. The enemy can still strike fast...especially since we have no idea what the problem may be. * Shane pulls an alarm out of his pack, and sets it for four. Rayle: If yer don't mind, I fink I'll be taggin' 'long wif these blokes a bit. Gots some stuff ta see, and I ought ter be in th'bird in case, y'know? * Shane sighs, sets the clock on the table next to him, and leans back in the plush palace chair, and closes his eyes. * Hikaru looks quizically at Rayle. "Okay, Ray'." Your company, little spirit... is welcome. * Ellena mentally sighs as Shane doesn't hear her. Rayle: Yeah, I'm right pop'lar. . o O ( I hope you're right about this, Shane. I don't know if I can handle this on my own if something goes wrong. ) Ellena, I don't think... * Shane sighs. Hmm? We're doing all we can. I know. Unless... unless there's anything else, I'm going to try and rest... No...no...go ahead. If you need me... feel free to wake me. Samantha: You should sleep. * Ellena quietly steps out of the room. * Shane smiles slightly, eyes still closed. * Hikaru pushes himself away from the wall, leaving in silence. * Allen walks over to Sam and takes her hand. "Let's get back to the manor. We have much to accomplish in very little time..." >> Samantha nods demurely and follows Allen out of the room. «ooc: Jeff staying or going? » * Jeff sits down as well in a chair on the other side of the room, quietly keeping an eye on the sleeping two. >> Samantha shuts the door behind her, and it closes with a soft click. Rayle paces on a cushion and lies down, gradually drifting off. Jeff is left alone with his thoughts. * Neydisa continues to slumber, oblivious to the earth-shaking occurances around her at least for a short time... «ooc: Jeff: . o O (Does this shirt make my ass look big?) » >> A short time later, across town, Samantha and Allen arrive at the Johansen manor house. Samantha: ...how are you feeling...?" I'm not really sure, Sam. This morning.. I might have saved everyone. Samantha: ... And now all this is going on. I think I can't just leave them to fight it alone. But I can't leave here either. I'm stuck at a crossroads. But! We will deal with one thing at a time. * Allen smiles. Samantha: ...I suppose that's the only way to do it. * Allen stops in front of the large manor doors and turns to her, taking her hands. "And how about you, Sam?" Samantha: ...me? Yeah. What do you think about all this? Samantha: it's....confusing. * Allen nods, "Indeed." He grins. Samantha: It seems like there's never a quiet moment. So much has happened just today. I think.. if we are surefooted, if we know what we are doing, when this is all over, we'll have all the quiet moments we could ask for. It's just now that we have to worry. >> She leans against the wall, staring up at the cloudy noontime sky. "I didn't think any of this would ever happen a year ago. Everything in my life just suddenly fell apart." >> She looks down. "But I guess I'm being selfish..." Selfish? No.. You have many things to keep in mind now, and you've been doing a great job. A lesser person in your place wouldn't be here today. Samantha: ...heh. I suppose. *inhale, exhale* Anyway. * Allen gives her a hug, not really caring who might see. >> She smiles. "Thanks, Allen. I know that when all this is over, you'll come back." Let's just do what we can. That's all that's needed. Doing the best you can is good enough. * Allen turns and knocks on the door, adopting a more formal look. «ooc: Samantha: And I know with your power, Allen, we CAN defeat Garland! » «ooc: Yay! » « lol.. ^^ » «ooc: But we must first get Rat tail! » «ooc: agh, I'm bleeding. » «ooc: ;_; » «ooc: You too? » «ooc: It's a bleedy sort of day. » «ooc: I get tissue, brb » «ooc: (wonders if she should put on a pad or...nevermind » « *carefully opens his sodacan, fearful he shall bleed as well :o » «ooc: back. Not THAT kind of bleedy. » < >> <> «ooc: Poor PMS man » «ooc: Grue was bleedy too. The under-the-desk monster bit him. » Yeah! «ooc: ... » Let's just do what we can. That's all that's needed. Doing the best you can is good enough.] Yeah! * Shane jumps out of the bushes. « lol ^^ » Um...well...carry on. «ooc: Uh, anyway. » «ooc: lol » «ooc: falls over » «ooc: Shane, always has to stick his nose in everything ;) » «ooc: Hmm. I think I'll fade out on this scene, anyhow... » «ooc: uh, but I need to do one more thing. » «ooc: OK. » >> Thpe butler opens the door. «ooc: once we get inside :) » Samantha: Thank you...*steps inside* Ah, Jeeves! Okay. Here is what we need. * Allen starts making a list on his fingers to the butler. «ooc: okay, now we can fade out, if you like. » «ooc: OK. » We need to find me some official looking clothes, we need to contact the royal barber, I need to... * Allen banters on. «ooc: sorry, heh :) » >> Time passes,. >> Shane's alarm goes off with a violently loud ringing, jolting him and Neydisa out of sound sleep. «ooc: Right now only Jeff and Rayle are in the room./ » Wha... huh... wha!?! Rayle: Gweh...henh? Ow. * Shane 's eyes fly open and his hand goes to his gun, but he calms down before removing it. * Jeff looks sharply at the alarm as it rings. Heh... hmm... * Shane stops the alarm. * Neydisa tosses once, then hits the headboard of the bed, blinking. "Agh.. wha.. what...?" Neydisa... Are you alright? * Neydisa swallow once, her throat a bit dry, she slowly sits up. "I'm... wait... this is the castle?" * Shane nods, sleepily. I'm terribly sorry that what I asked you to do overexerted you.... * Jeff folds his hands under his cloak, relaxing. I... well... no, it's not completely your fault... >> Rayle lowers his head back onto the cushion. * Neydisa tries to focus her eyes a little, rubbing them. "...why did you set the alarm? Is.. something going on?" «ooc: Now he has to explain it all over. :D » « lol. ^^;; » * Shane nods. ...We have to fly to Ygdrasiil with the utmost haste, Neydisa... We're in a race against time. Tomorrow at Noon, we attack the Master. The Demon, Death, is coming with us. * Neydisa pushes some of her blue hair out of her eyes, and sits on the edge of the bed, looking fairly drained still. "Death is... and the lab? I did miss something, didn't I..." But... we've also found out that the odd living machines that our enemy has been using have been researched at Ygdrasiil. So... we really must go there beforhand, to learn what we can of our enemy before meeting them head on. That's a good idea... but, I hope I'm well enough to concentrate right now.. I'm still a bit foggy... Do you need more rest? * Shane frowns... * Neydisa shakes her head, trying to clear it. "I'll be alright for now, but I can't keep going like this Shane... when this is over..." I should've given you two more hours :( «ooc: ignore the smiley » When this is over, we both will sleep for a week. I think everyone will. «ooc: LOL ROTFL :D » Rayle: Damn right. * Neydisa mumbles something you can't make out, and gets to her feet. «ooc: brb » Again, I'm really sorry if.. if I let you down this morning... Oh, ashes, no! You did more than you needed, Neydisa. I thank you for being so devoted. Rayle: I fink ever'one did pretty well under th'circumstances. * Jeff nods, talking quietly. "As long as we do our best, what more can anyone ask of us?" ROLF: There's a knock on the door! * Neydisa smiles faintly. "I'm.. I'm just doing what I can with what I have... you don't have to thank me." « LOL » « real knock? ^^ » Heh. I suppose I don't *have* to. But... I thank you. Truly. «ooc: Yes » * Shane gets up, and opens the door. «ooc: Gasp » >> It's Kestrel. Charity stands behind him. "Hello." * Neydisa looks in a mirror as the knock is heard, getting slightly self conscious. "...Guardians, I'm a mess..." ^^; * Shane bows shallowly. Kestrel, Charity. Kestrel: I thought Charity should be involved in this. *nods* I trust we are not late? «ooc: Ellena and Allen can come back as they choose. » «ooc: Wait a sec though, anyhow. » No, no... «ooc: Looks weird if everyone arrives at exactly the same time, after all. » Not late. You're the first to come back. Please, come in. >> The two enter. * Jeff nods to them, but still hasn't bothered to stand Kestrel: I believe I can arrange for Charity to come with you. It is not absolutely necessary, but might help smooth over any difficulties, as she has been there more times than the rest of us, and is friends with Ms.Drake. Charity: *nods* It's sad to think that they might have more troubles at the facility after all that's happened recently... * Neydisa tilts her head to the pair, straightening her blouse & pants out a bit from sleeping in them. "Charity... is coming with us?" * Shane nods. Do you think you'll be able to get us the place you talked about earlier shown, Charity? Charity: ...well...I can. I feel a little bad with all the people hurt, but Lennus says that it's only for one day... * Shane nods. we'll hopefully be back within the day. Charity: Hmm. I think Jessamyn would probably allow you to see it...I'm not sure how many she'd want to allow in, but if there's any risk of strange happenings... * Shane nods. Hrmm... «ooc: Allen, Ellena, now's good. » I wonder. * Ellena suddenly peeks into the room, "...Neydisa. :) you're awake." «ooc: STALKER » «ooc: WHOO » «ooc: Huh? » * Neydisa looks to Ellena, still trying to take everything in. "Ah.. yes, Shane's alram made sure of that..." «ooc: Nothing. Tired » «ooc: No sleep? » * Shane smiles politly. «ooc: Not enough, no. Woke up with the pillow mooshing my eye and it hurt » « ;_; » Rayle: 'Ey, Ell. Hello, Rayle. :) * Hikaru follows along shortly behind Ellena. "So...how's it going?" «ooc: is now okay time to return? » We're waiting for Allen and his sister, I believe... And for Neydisa to be ready to leave. * Shane smooths some wrinkles out of his shirt, and pulls back his hair. «ooc: Hmm. Did Allen vanish? » «ooc: No, I'm here » «ooc: is now okay? » «ooc: Oh. You were away on ICQ. » «ooc: Syre. » «ooc: cool » /me steps into the room, as if on cue. Instead of his customary vest and travelworn slacks, he wears a dark blue formal jacket with the stylized Johansen "double rose" etched in gold on the left breast over a ruffled shirt and cravat. He wears navy-colored breeches and tight black shoes that are polished so finely they would reflect a laserbeam. «ooc: EVIL! » * Neydisa quietly tries to make herself presentable and ready, focusing on thing at a time. ^^ * Allen steps into the room, as if on cue. Instead of his customary vest and travelworn slacks, he wears a dark blue formal jacket with the stylized Johansen "double rose" etched in gold on the left breast over a ruffled shirt and cravat. He wears navy-colored breeches and tight black shoes that are polished so finely they would reflect a laserbeam. * Allen 's crests, which are usually arranged on his belt, are not apparent to the eye, though they might be hidden in the pockets of his royal blue cloak that furls around him. His staff is missing, his glasses gone, but the most striking change is his new haircut. Instead of growing to his shoulders, it's cut close to the scalp, unceremoniously short. * Allen 's lack of shrouding hair emphasizes his beak of a nose and high cheekbones, and his darker clothes contrast with his pale skin, making him look a great deal more like a noble than before. He steps in and bows, slightly. "I hope we are not late." * Neydisa catches a glance of Allen, and promtply wonders if she's dreaming... Wow...Allen...you look quite...Formal. ^^; >> Samantha follows behind Allen, herself dressed regally, but less differently from usual. * Jeff blinks. "Allen? Quite the change..." Allen.. is that... is that you? * Allen runs a hand through his newly trimmed hair. I hardly believe it myself, but yes. It's me. :) * Shane blinks impressedly at Allen. Rayle: 'Ey, Allen! Snazzy whistle. You're quite the statesman, Allen... * Neydisa stares a bit. "You look like you could be the prince of Adlehyde himself..." You remind me of... heh... * Shane trails off, in thought. >> Charity smiles. "You look very dapper. I'm impressed. You two are quite the pair." * Allen locks arms with Sam, "I think the Yggdrasil facility will receive well the noble visit." «ooc: Omnious sexual forboding here » * Jeff stands up, smiling. "I would, if I were them." * Neydisa rubs her hands over her face a few times. "...yes, I really did miss something, alright..." >> Samantha grins. "So...Dr.Arturis...are we ready to depart?" «ooc: tappity tappity? » «ooc: oops. » «ooc: was talking to Hypno ^^; » * Shane nods. If you're waiting for me, we should go as soon as possible... We should go if Neydisa is ready. Are you sure? ...Good luck, everyone. Come back safe... * Neydisa looks blankly around for her travelpack. "if I stay here, I'll only want to sleep more.." Kestrel: Charity will be coming with us...perhaps she can give you something for the trip, Neydisa. Charity: Coffee's the best thing, really. They have pretty good stuff at the Facility. «ooc: Or a chocolate enema. ^^ » «ooc: O_o » «ooc: What! » «ooc: ... » * Neydisa smiles faintly again. "I'd.. I'd appreciate it, yes... we'll do that..." <> * Neydisa finally finds it, set to elave. "Ellena, you weren't coming with everyone?" « er leave » No...Shane asked for 'Karu and I to stay behind. Hikaru: Ellena and I are staying behind. Hikaru: ...what she said. «ooc: YES. THAT'S RIGHT. BLAME SHANE MWAHAHAHAHAHAH. ...Ooh. MD is kicking in » «ooc: Hmm. It's getting a little late. I probably won't be able to do all of the island trip. » «ooc: It's up to you. :) » Alright... you take care of yourselves... and give Amelia my regards, alright? if I see her, I will. :) Hrmm... Kestrel: Indeed. * Neydisa slings it. "I have something I need to ask her when this is all over, now that I think about it. But it's not important right now... not when the Master's still out there." * Shane nods. >> Rayle floats lazily into the air, moving to rest on Jeff's shoulder. «ooc: Eee, it's like Dr. Who! ^_^ The Master is behind the evil plot. » «ooc: We could use a TARDIS, couldn't we? » * Neydisa treks to the door, albiet with effort. * Jeff glances at Rayle, smiling faintly. « lol, yeah! ;) » Are we ready to be going, then? We need to get this done and be back.. «ooc: I've been thinking that ever since[ we got to calling him that. » Ellena, Hikaru.. we'll see you soon. «ooc: Well, him or her. Or it. Or them! :D » * Allen accompanies his sister out the door, careful not to step on his cloak. * Shane nods. « I bet Shane could build a Tardis.. » Of course. We'll take care of things here.. «ooc: I... doubt it ^_^ » Take care. We'll be back. Remember, though... The Infirmary at noon, if we don't make it. « brb a second. :) » I know. Hikaru: ...got it. well... we should go. Samantha: Yep... «ooc: are we in the room or at the bird right now? » «ooc: Room. » * Shane opens the door. Ladies and Gentlemen? * Allen looks to Shane, expectantly. After you, Sir! * Shane smiles. <> * Allen nods and steps forward. >> The various people slowly file out after Allen, until finally only Ellena and Hikaru are left alone in the room. * Neydisa smiles at Allen, realzing the new look is actually dashingly romantic in a fashion, and follows him out, waving one final time to the pair. «ooc: Am I allowed to talk, or is that it for moi? :) » «ooc: You can saty something if you want. » ...I hope Shane is right about all of this...I hope... «ooc: Ellena: ... I hope they're gone for a good long time! C'mon, Hikaru! *Karu and Ellena get down and boogie for a quickie now that they're finally alone! :D* » Hikaru: ...no kidding. * Hikaru sighs. * Ellena looks down at her feet and says nothing. «ooc: You can cut if you wish. Unless the castle blows up or flies away » --PAUSE!-- Session Close: Sun Jun 10 21:15:18 2001 Session Start: Sun Jun 17 15:12:08 2001 *** Now talking in #Warpg *** Topic is 'Interlude Something: Stuff happens | Adlehyde Castle ' --SESSION START-- >> The Metal Bird is no longer anything but a speck in the daytime sky now...Hikaru and Ellena stand close on the launch runway as launch hands bustle about, preparing things for the plane's inevitable return. A cool breeze whips through the castle's surroundings. «ooc: >> Then all of the sudden...the castle explodes! Okay, I go now. » «ooc: It's not funny unless Gayo does it :o » «ooc: Its also funny if you say it like Gayo to mock him. ;) » * Ellena looks up at the speck in hte daytime sky, wringing her hands a bit. * Hikaru looks up as well. "Sorry I voted that you stay behind, El... it's just...well, I know you'll be a hell of a lot safer here..." ...I had to stay behind to wait for Boomerang... I suppose I am the only one really besides Shane that can do that...but I still worry... ..Yeah, I know... * Ellena looks back down at the ground, "So what should we do until then?" * Hikaru lowers his head, looking at Ellena. "...You know, I don't have the damnedest idea. I don't know much of what there IS for us to do..." ...We could always rest ^^...Or... >> The technicians are mostly done now, and the area is now quiet save for the spinning of turbines. We could investigate what this whole buisness is in Adlehyde...something about it makes me uneasy...although if Shane couldn't find anything out...I doubt we could. Yeah, I know... * Hikaru frowns a tad. "I wonder what they're hiding with the princess..." I don't know... :/ I could always sense the underlying emotions here...You know, spiritually...but I don't know if it would tell me much. The looks on the people's faces tell me enough. So tense... :/ * Hikaru says nothing, looking somewhat concerned about several things.. ...'Karu? Hm? Nothing...you just look concerned... Hm...yeah, I guess so...sorry, 'Lena...I just have a lot of things on my mind.. * Ellena frowns briefly and concentrates. ...Odd... ...Odd? What is? There is a...sense of unfulfilment....a void of some sort...I feel it here... ... * Hikaru looks increasingly worried. "That's not just odd...that's downright unsettling." A void, hm? What type...? Like a void that needs ot be filled. Something is missing here... Missing...? * Hikaru raises an eyebrow, tensing a bit. "You think it could be..." ...No, it couldn't...How could it be? ...I don't know, but I've got a bit of a hunch that it might just be... How would we find something like that out without getting into trouble? ...We don't, I don't think. If we're right...In time they'll probably come clean with it... But by the time they DO, it'll be far too late for the information to do us any good... ...I guess we should head back inside... * Hikaru nods. "Yeah..." * Hikaru starts back into the castle.. >> Inside, the castle is rather more active, as it always seems to be. A few of the guards on duty bear minor wounds, presumably from the events of the morning. So what do you want to do, 'Karu? Rest? I don't know. Now I'm more curious than ever... * Hikaru starts walking towards the conference room without much fanfare * Ellena shakes her head and follows 'Karu. >> Hikaru passes the royal minstrels, who play a rousing fanfare. «ooc: Ignore that. :P » Just be careful...we have Adlehyde's trust...I'd hate to lose it... * Hikaru mumbles. "Yeah, but at the same time..." >> The conference room is empty...clearly there is nothing occurring there today. A lone guard stands at the door, looking bored. It's empty... * Hikaru looks at the guard briefly. "Slow day...?" Guard: Since this morning, sir, thankfully. «ooc: http://cgi.ebay.com/aw-cgi/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=1603284693 » * Hikaru hrms. "You wouldn't know where these discussions that the princess is in would be, would you?" «ooc: *Snicker* » «ooc: The HELLS is that? » «ooc: It's a mouth simulator, naturally. » Guard: No, sir. * Hikaru nods. "Thank you anyways." * Ellena nods as well. ^^ * Ellena concentrates for a brief moment * Hikaru raises an eyebrow and watches Ellena. (w)...This feeling is coming from the Royal Chambers, 'Karu... « Amelia.. :( » * Hikaru nods. * Hikaru slowly walks off, looking at Ellena. "You don't have to follow me if you don't want, 'Lena... you don't need to get in trouble if my curiosity gets out of hand..." ...I'm with you, 'Karu...I'm curious too...If it is true, I need to pay my respects... :/ Poor Amelia... * Hikaru nods. "Yeah..." I hope we're wrong... So do I...if we're right, who's going to lead Adlehyde...? That's probably why they're keeping this quiet... If the Master caught wind of it... * Ellena shakes her head. «ooc: Getting a bit ahead of yourselves. ^^ » «ooc: Well, we're angsty! WE ASSUME THE WORST » «ooc: They're probably just lamenting a bad dye job or something » * Hikaru shakes his head, trying to not jump to conclusions for once, as he walks towards the royal chambers «ooc: Hikaru ALWAYS gets ahead of himself, Gayo. Dunno El's excuse. ;) » « heh :) » >> After some legwork, the pair arrive at the entrance to the royal chambers...the guards here are fresh and alert, clearly not intending to allow passage beyond the threshold. «ooc: .oO(Sword sword sword sword swordity sword sword swordity swordity sword swordity sword) » ...I don't really think I can get in here even if I wanted to...I don't know Amelia very well... :/ * Hikaru walks up to the guards, mumbling something incoherent to Ellena as he appraises them. * Ellena blinks a bit. ^^; >> The guards stand rigidly, obviously not about to speak unless spoken to. * Hikaru moves on past, surprisingly...not through the door, but down a side hallway. * Hikaru signals for Ellena to follow him. * Ellena does so... >> The guards just stand there. Not very conversational, these ones. mutters to Ellena in a tone that he hopes the guards can't hear from here. "You able to lie detect or anything like that? «ooc: er. » * Hikaru mutters to Ellena in a tone that he hopes the guards can't hear from here. "You able to lie detect or anything like that? ...Maybe... I haven't really tried that before... You think you COULD...? ...I probably couldn't unless the lie was very strong or old... But it's worth a try, I suppose... Old...lies...? Lies that have been around for a long, long time. * Hikaru shakes his head. "If they're trying to hide something, I doubt it will be a 'weak' lie. Not in this case..." Like I said...worth a try, right? :) * Ellena smiles a bit. * Hikaru nods. "If you detect anything, let me know, okay? But -silently-. I don't want them to know that we're trying to get into their heads, as it were..." Right... «ooc: Heh, this would be so much easier if you had Rayle. » «ooc: Yeah, it would. ^^ » «ooc: Yeah, Rayle had to go with the OTHERS. ;) » * Hikaru starts back towards the guards. * Ellena keeps some distance between 'Karu and herself, but head back that way as well. Guards: ... * Hikaru looks at what would be the, erh, lead guard. "...What's going on in there, if I could ask?" * Ellena concentrates quietly in the back « I wonder if Hik & Ellena know about the note..? ^^ » *** Disconnected «ooc: Aren't those the royal chambers though? » * Hikaru nods. "Thank you." * Hikaru quietly walks towards the throne room, mumbling something about hoping this isn't a wild goose chase... «ooc: No, the throne room is just a place where meetings and ceremonies are held. the royal family is seldom actually there. » * Ellena follows. *** Disconnected * Hikaru fidgets a bit. "Uhm, yes. We were told to come to you to make an...uhm, appointment to see the princess." No insult intended to any citizen of Adlehyde, but I'm greatly worried about her safety. Chancellor: Ah, yes. I'm afraid Her Highness isn't seeing anyone currently...can I put you in for the day after tomorrow? >> he nods in empathy. "Yes, we all are..." «ooc: Ooh, archived HJH is up. » ...I'm afraid the day after tomorrow won't cut it. My biggest concern will be not much more than a moot point by then... Chancellor: Oh? Do tell. I'm merely greatly worried. Your guards act like the castle has some sort of large secret they're trying to hide. I worry that the princess is not in the state of health that they claim her to be in. However, it's highly possible I could die tomorrow for reasons I can't disclose, so... >> The chancellor looks slightly irked. "The guards have many secrets to hide, but allow me to assure you that Her Highness is as well as can be expected under the circumstances." * Hikaru frowns a tad and looks back at Ellena briefly. "...The circumstances aren't anything resembling friendly. Unfortunately, sir, that does little to nothing to ease my worry." «ooc: Wow. Grue's online O_o » «ooc: But zath is gone. ^^ » *** z[ps] is now known as zathras « ooc: nuh uh. » Chancellor: Well, I'm afraid I can't help you then. You must but your faith in the wheels of government, young man. «ooc: Oh, OK. Well, we might do the lab when this is done, then. » * Hikaru nods. "My faith is in that, sir." «ooc: Coolies :) » « yay! o_o » *** GrueZzz (s@dsl-dyn-20.iexposure.net) has joined #warpg *** GrueZzz is now known as Shane «ooc: heya! » * Hikaru shakes his head and walks back to Ellena slowly, mumbling. "But that doesn't mean my faith is in the government keeping my friend safe..." « Grue ^_^ » «ooc: Grue :D » «ooc: Hours of tech support, baby! » «ooc: ^_^ You are a true hero! » *** Storen is now known as Neydisa «ooc: Hi, doing Hik/Ell lude, but I'll swap to the lab thing when done. This shouldn't take too much longer. » ...I'm sorry, 'Karu...I felt nothing more. Perhaps it's something else... «ooc: cool. Shane's hopes fall even more because of the lude? ;D » Or maybe I'm just not strong enough... * Ellena looks down. Chancellor: Of course not. The royal guard keeps Her Highness safe. «ooc: Actually no ^^ » «ooc: That's what I like to hear! Keep'm on the brink of indecisive hope to drive him mad batty and into drinking! ;D » «ooc: LOL » « Oy :) » «ooc: I wonder if Shane's a mean drunk ;) » * Hikaru twitches at the Chancellor hearing him, and looks to Ellena. "Don't say that. You're stronger than any of the rest of us. Hell, you put up with my griping on top of your own problems and still manage to come out halfway sane." C'mon...maybe we do just need some rest... « ooc: what about Rasis? » «ooc: Can't make it. » « ooc: oh, okay. » * Ellena nods, "I hope the others are okay..." >> The chancellor smiles at the two of them as they depart. They're fine. Shane might be slightly looney, but he's perfectly capable of keeping the group safe... « ooc: Hey, ICQ me when you wanna change over to the other group. This computer is changing hands for a bit. » *** zathras is now known as z[ICQme] Hopefully they'll find something we can't... ...If not, De..er, Boomerang has to have the answers.. -_- Right...of course... Things are coming to a resolution here...all we have to do is make sure it doesn't kill us... * Ellena doesn't sound that sure. I'll stick by you, 'Karu. No matter what happens. :) * Hikaru sighs and puts his arm over Ellena's shoulders. "Same here, 'Lena..." * Ellena smiles a bit and leans into 'Karu a bit, against better judgement, and walks on ^^; «ooc: Can I end, or do you want to bond? » «ooc: Either works for me. » « *chuckles* » «ooc: El? » «ooc: You can end, if you wish :) » «ooc: Grue worked hard to get here :) » «ooc: Do you need us anymore, though? » «ooc: K. » --SESSION END-- Session Close: Sun Jun 17 18:43:20 2001 Session Start: Sun Jun 17 18:54:33 2001 *** Now talking in #Warpg *** Gayo changes topic to 'Interlude Something Else: Pieces, Scattered | Adlehyde Overworld' --SESSION START-- >> The dense clouds overlooking the sea are split as though with a knife as the Metal Bird streaks through the air. Inside, oblivious to the incredible speed, an air of tension reigns. * Neydisa keeps a firm grip upon the controls in the cockpit, displaying a very unusual intensity... partly due to the fact all her mental facilities are focused on keeping the Bird steady and level towards Yggdrasil. >> Rayle is seated on Neydisa's shoulder, peering down over her forehead to make sure she properly operates the controls. * Shane snores lightly in the seat next to neydisa, confident in her ability to fly, but at hand if needed for instrumentation readings. «ooc: Jesus! Why can't Lisa have a consistant mood!? » >> In the back of the expansive cockpit, Kestrel and Charity sit facing each other, speaking quietly with their heads lowered, as though in prayer. * Allen is in conference with Sam, learning the finer points of noble ettiquette. «ooc: She's like me. :D » «ooc: I swear, my life'd be so much easier if I was gay! » «ooc: Not if you loved me. :D » « ooc: ^_^ » « eep ^^ » «ooc: Too bad she's not on ICQ. I could msg her "Grue says to pick a mood and stick with it!" » «ooc: Gayo, you're a little bitch anyways. If I were gay I'd love a big butch man. » «ooc: Tatsumi? » « ooc: :o » «ooc: Yeah! » «ooc: err... » Samantha: Now...we probably won't be eating there, but I should tell you, because it's really complicated...you need to be more careful what utensil you use for what... * Neydisa squints once outside, shaking her head lightly, though not enough to disturb Rayle much. >> Ocean is all around...occasionally a small bit of land whisks by beneath, but the island is not yet in view... «ooc: Wow, I have 4 NPCs, plus Jeff. » «ooc: eep. reboot. » What was it, start from the outside and work your way in with each subsequent course? Or.. wait, was it in to out? And where does the napkin go? *** Shane (s@dsl-dyn-20.iexposure.net) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) * Neydisa mumbels to herself. "...I sure hope that coffee there is as good as Charity said..." Samantha: it depends who you're eating with... * Jeff taps his foot quietly, immersed in his thoughts. .oO(Is starboard left or right? Damn.) «ooc: Uh, ignore. » «ooc: I'm being stupid. badf me. » « lol » .o( Come on, pull it together... I can't crack up now of all times when we're so close... ) >> Time passes slowly despite the speed of the trip...eventually, the island comes in sight. From a distance, one can scarcely tell it's inhabited. And.. when I am served water I am to drip.. uh.. 3 drops on the floor? Where did that custom come from? I thought the point of a meal was to eat! * Allen shakes his head. « lol.. ^^ » * Allen runs his hands through his violently short hair for the 37th time. * Neydisa rivets her eyes on the island, and half jokingly utters. "Everyone... prepare for a landing that might be a little Marlene-styled just in-case..." Rayle: Nah, yer doin' good, Ney. *** McGrue (s@dsl-dyn-20.iexposure.net) has joined #warpg *** McGrue is now known as Shane «ooc: ... » * Neydisa looks aside to the windrat. "Well, I hope it's good enough..." * Neydisa begins the landing procedures, dropping altitude carefully, etc... «ooc: ...WHY MUST SHE BE SO INTOLERANT OF THE MERE PRESENCE OF OTHERS?!!? » «ooc: SHE'S PISSED BECAUSE TARKUSS IS HERE >:F » «ooc: SHE SAID IT WAS OKAY FOR HIM TO COME!!! » « Is she? » «ooc: >:F >:F >:F » « ack :/ » «ooc: Do you need some away time? » «ooc: Yes. She said so :P » «ooc: No. Coddling her is doing no good. There will be no peace with her until he leaves, so might as well let her feel downtrodden and shat upon when it's all in her head and all her fault. <:p » * Allen chuckles. "Is there a court procedure for getting off a flying machine, Sam?" He gives her hand a little squeeze.] «ooc: You could break up. » «ooc: Not to be cruel or anything, but she's really inventing all of her grief right now. There's no good reason. » «ooc: Gayo, she's just being silly right now. I doubt that'd happen. » Samantha: *grins* Actually...well, not at such. *** Lucca sets mode: +o Shane >> The Bird lands smoothly...Neydisa seems to be getting the hang of it. >> Kestrel stands, followed shortly after by Charity. "Well then...let's arrange this." * Neydisa lets out a very audible sigh of relief as the machine touches down. * Shane wakes up as the engines start to whine lower and lower. Mmmph? * Shane rubs his eyes. * Neydisa manages a tired smile at Shane. "We've arrived, Shane.. you should get ready to meet the officials." * Shane sighs and nods. He's not looking forward to the possibilities here. >> Kestrel and Samantha move to flank Shane as Neydisa lowers the main door. * Allen takes up position behind the others. Rayle: Well....let's 'ope this works out, eh? * Neydisa remains up front and powers down the engines, finally preparing to depart herself and joining everyone. I pray it does Rayle... I really do... >> The building, familiar to Allen and Shane, is new to Neydisa...white and boxy, featureless. A few guards and scientists exit through the main doors, approaching to a respectable distance and then waiting for tghe group to bridge the rest of the gap. * Neydisa looks at the place. "So this is where the other group went to get those ARMs... Shane, could you lead the way?" Kestrel: Yes, they know you better than I. *** Allen (zathras@dial-206-102-3-55.easystreet.com) Quit (Ping timeout) « eep :( » *** Allen (zathras@dial-206-102-3-63.easystreet.com) has joined #warpg *** Neydisa sets mode: +o Allen * Allen tries his best to adopt the role of VIP, taking in the sights with a detatched look. >> Samantha, Allen, Kestrel and Shane form a phalanx of dignitaries and approach the people from the facility. « hmm.. » «ooc: *wonders if Grue got pulled away by the vagaries of love* » « Most likely.. ^^ » «ooc: You bet :P » «ooc: Sorry, where were we? » «ooc: You're marching up to the facility dudes to say hi and explain why you dropped in. » * Shane smiles at the conglomeration of guards and scientitsts. * Neydisa keeps her position behind them, not exactly of noble status, and still getting her bearings at that. * Shane looks at Allen and Samantha, and then to the guards. Scientist: Good afternoon, gentlemen...what brings you here? Hello. I am professor Arturis, and we're here for a review of the facilities by the esteemed Harpur family? * Allen manages a short bow. * Shane bows towards the Harpurs. « ooc: Harper. » « er Harper.. yeah. :) » Scientist: ...ah! I had best get Doctor Drake to speak with you. She deals in diplomatic affairs.] Scientist: Follow me, please. >> The collection of guards and officials turn and head back through the large metal doors. « ooc: Drake = Jessamyn? » Charity: (q) ...heh. They look a bit nervous having Lady Harper here...I suspect they're worried they'll lose her again. Samantha: ...*small smile* * Allen raises an eyebrow at that. * Shane steps aside of the group and walks to the nearest free guard. Pardon me, sir... but may I be taken to Doctor Jessamyn? I am in employ of the Laboratory, and must report her my findings. I have been... waylaid for quite some time. >> Shane stays behind briefly to speak to a guard as the group is led into the foyer, a somewhat sterile but comfortable-looking place with plants here and there to add colour. «ooc: Dr. Drake. ^^ » * Neydisa looks to Allen, quietly whispering. "I remember you being very distraught over it when we met at the Temple... at least she's safe now." «ooc: It's not like Dr.Laura. » « ooc: ew, Dr. Laura.. ew ew ew. » Security Guard: I believe she will be by shortly. You can arrange to speak with her personally. * Allen nods to Neydisa, keeping his mouth shut for the time being. Scientist: I should fetch Doctor Drake, as I'm really not qualified to deal in these matters. *small bow* Please wait here. >> Rayle lowers himself slowly onto one of the many chairs laid out for guests. "Ooh, cushy." She'll... be by here? « ooc: Anyway, it's not Harper, it's Johansen. » * Lucca is gone (%Sims! :)(%log(none))%) (pec) «ooc: Doh. » «ooc: ...doh. Shane confused me! » «ooc: Shane'd've said it right. Grue's a moron. » « ooc: that's okay, I forgot too. » ooc LOL Security Guard: I believe Dr.Lungrist is fetching her. Please wait. « eek » * Neydisa has a seat near Rayle, welcoming the chance to rest a moment. >> The others sit also. Samantha smoothes out her dress, looking to and fro casually. * Allen continues to stand, appearing somewhat bored with all of this. Of course, that's just a mask. * Shane nods and waits Charity: (q) I wonder how things are going here since all the trouble... Kestrel: (q) We'll soon find out. * Allen unconsciously taps his pocket, then realizes what he's doing and abruptly folds his arms. >> After a short wait, Jessamyn arrives, decked out for lab work. Her hair is rather bedraggled, and has been pulled into a messy ponytail. She smiles briefly at Charity, then steps up to Samantha, becoming serious. "Lady Johansen...it's good to have you back. I'm greatly relieved that you were recovered unharmed." .o( I wonder what happened back here then... ) * Shane walks towards the main group again, seeing Jessamyn there. >> Samantha stands, nodding politely. "You are quite welcome. I assure you that my father is still interested in the facility." * Neydisa looks up from her seat, nodding a bit to Jessamyn in greeting, not wanting to disturb the important conversation. Jessamyn: That's good. I'm sorry the events of the previous visit had to happen. Indeed, Ms. Drake. We apologize for giving you such short notice. Samantha: Think nothing of it. *displays Allen with one hand* This is my brother, Allen Johansen. He will be accompanying me on the tour. « ooc: er.. belay that comment, then ;) » >> Jessamyn smiles and nods. "Not at all...everything happens on short notice here." * Allen nods. * Shane smiles quietly from the back. * Shane tries to make eye contact with Jessamyn. « ooc: Shane waves his arms and jumps up and down. » « funny picture. :) » « ooc: indeed! » «ooc: *Shane whips it out and starts a Sausage Dance!@ » >> Jessamyn returns Shane's look. "Excuse me a moment, won't you..." Samantha nods, and the doctor steps aside to speak with Shane. "Good afternoon, Doctor Arturis...I've heard tales of your exploits. It's good to see that you're in good health." «ooc: For a sec I thought that was Dekar, Grue. » « ooc: do'eth! » « hehe » As it is you, Doctor. If we can find some time during this visit, I have my findings to report. « ooc: ick, brb. Carry on, I'll just be 2 minutes. » Charity: I'd like to speak with you as well, if I may... « ooc: back. » « fast 2 minutes :) » Jessamyn: Ah, certainly. *she turns back to Allen and Samantha* I hope you'll forgive me, but I have other things to attend to...I will assign someone else the task of showing you around. That is quite all right, Dr. Drake. We understand that you are busily attending to many important works for the future of our country... Jessamyn: Thank you. Dr.Tannenbaum...could you show Lord and Lady Johansen around? >> A moustachioed man in a white coat nods. "I shall indeed! Come this way, sirs and madams..." « ooc: Dr. Christmas Tree? » >> Dr.Tannenbaum leaves through the same door Jessamyn came through. «ooc: Festive. » >> Kestrel follows. * Neydisa rises from her chair, and looks over to Shane and his group. "Shane, do you need me to come with you?" * Allen links arms with Sam and follows as well. * Jeff comes along with Allen, looking curiously at his surroundings. * Shane looks at Neydisa. Jessamyn, would you mind if my esteemed associate accompanied us? There's nothing to fear, I believe she's well in favor of the prinvcesses ear herself. «ooc: Too bad the princess is DEAD AHAHAH...er wait » Jessamyn: *relaxes a little, now that Samantha and Allen are gone* Of course. >> Charity slips away from Kestrel to join Shane. Kestrel nods, then follows belatedly after Allen's party. * Shane raises an eyebrow towarsd Charity. And... (smiles) I believe you already know Doctor Charity? Jessamyn: Yes...hi, Charity...I'm sorry if I'm not the best host right now...haven't been sleeping too well, you know. Charity: *clucks her tongue* You need to do something about that. But anyhow...we're here on business... Jessamyn: Of course. Come to my office. * Neydisa looks a bit surprised a moment, but nods slowly, walking to her comrades. "I can wholly sympathisze..." Heh... Indeed. « gah.. bad typo » I don't think I've had a full four hours of sleep in... at least two months. >> Jessamyn leads the group through a different door, into what appears to be a more administrative sector of the facility. Shane recognizes it as the general area in which Thrise's body was found. Jessamyn: Isn't it always the way? but we're making good progress. Indeed? I've also been advancing in my personal studies. Jessamyn: I'm surprised you've had time...from what I've heard, you've become a bit of an important person. >> She stops at a door, much like any other, with her name on a plate. Opening it, she steps into a spartan office. * Neydisa smiles sheepishly. "It seems we all have gotten a lot of attention since that day..." Important? * Shane chuckles. I somehow doubt that... I'm the same person I've always been. I just've been caught up in some risky venture recently. Jessamyn: I suppose we're all just victims of circumstances in a way. *sits* Now then...naturally, given the events surrounding the gate at Saint Centour, I understand your inability to complete the work completely. Indeed. * Neydisa adopts a little more serious a face as the mention of the Gate comes up, finding a seat once more. >> Charity seems content to let Shane speak for now. Although... I did accrue some data. I may be of more help if I knew in which vein the facility wished to advance it's knowledge base in reference to the gate. Interpolation, and all. «ooc: 'Fraid I'm gonna have to end soon for SoM. We can finish up the lab next sess and integrate it into the stuff that comes after. » « ooc: k » « how much longer would it be actually? » «ooc: A while. » Jessamyn: Our primary interest lies in the ability to contain or keep out monsters. Monsters first came from this facility, and it's only right that we use it to stop them. «ooc: durnit :( » « end when you deem it appropriate then.. you can go a bit late if you wish... nothing super important tonight. » Ahh. I can see the interest there... « I also understand Heather could be late a tiny bit too ^^ » «ooc: where is the little mousey mouse, btw? » «ooc: He stayed behind. ^^ » « ooc: in the guest room? heh, figures ^_^ » «ooc: With? » « sleeping on the comfy chair. ;) » «ooc: No one. » «ooc: err... didn't he come with us? » «ooc: No! AHAHAHA » «ooc: Er, wait., » «ooc: He's with you. » «ooc: He stayed behind in the lobby. :P » «ooc: ah./ » Hrmm... « needed me to fetch him? ^^ » «ooc: How much can I help her in that dept, gayo? » «ooc: Well, you junderstand the mechanism of the device betyter than Thrise did now. » «ooc: Great. Someone wants to kill anyone with that knowledge -_- » «ooc: Tell everyone you know! Safety in numbers! :D » Jessamyn: So...you feel you can help us with the gate technology? Indeed, I may be of assistance. I'm afraid we cannot stay long. We're due back in adlehyde proper by morning. Jessamyn: ...really? Shame...I can't convince you to impart some of your newly-gained knowledge? We are quite able to supply board. * Neydisa nods from behind Shane. I was wondering if we could look around while I'm debriefed. There's much here I find fascinating... and every little bit helps in the field that you've heard of my exploits. Perhaps after our appointment I will be able to return. It may lead to more obligations, though. Jessamyn: There are naturally parts of the facility I can't show visitors, but most of it is open. * Shane nods. Please, then: After you, and... I'll start deposing! * Shane smiles. I've found that the fundamentatal blocks of the construction of a dimensional blah blah balh is a blahblah blah! «ooc: etc » * Neydisa leans back a moment, the idleness reminding her of the fact she's still quite tired. .o( I wonder how Shane does it... ) >> Jessamyn stands and leaves the office, heading back to the lobby and through another long hallway leading into an area marked with blue signs. "Now...was there anything in particular you wanted to see?" Charity: Actually, I think... Jessamyn: Hmm? Charity: Do you recall the biotech device you showed me once? The decomposer? Jessamyn: Oh, the eater. I'm afraid it's not much farther than it was when you first saw it. I can show you though, if you'd like./ * Shane 's eyebrow arches in intrest. "Eater"? *** Allen is now known as z[afk] Jessamyn: It's in brown. I'll show you. « ooc: * cues up goth3f.xm » >> Another series of rapid, snaking turns later, the signs on the wall turn brown. Here, unlike most parts of the building, there are windows, but the windows are on the ceiling, not the walls - wide skylights stretching all through the halls, and, presumably, across the adjoining rooms. * Neydisa follows the bunch to the area, looking at all the windows. "Is this... a greenhouse?" Charity: This is always my favourite part of the facility. I don't understand how you can live without natural light so often. Jessamyn: After a while, you get used to anything...*looks back over her shoulder* Not precisely, though it does get quite hot. The hydroponics bay is elsewhere...this is our centre of organic studies. «ooc: cute zath ;D » This is where we tested the Generator? «ooc: scratch that » >> She opens a door onto a wide expanse of tables, devices and busy-looking people doing incomprehensible things...it looks less like a lab than a greenhouse, despite Jessamyn's explanation. Long, lush planters divide rows of tables and shelves. Hrmm... Intresting. * Shane lifts up a limp flora specimen, examining it. Not exactly my field... but intresting nonetheless. Jessamyn: Now...the eater is in the sleeping section, over here.... Charity: *looks around* Not many people. Jessamyn: We're having little luck with it. Things in the sleeping section are on hold. *** z[afk] is now known as Allen Sleeping... plants? >> She walks over to a glass case filled with strange things which do, indeed, bear a resemblance to the material of Starling's false arm and Boomerang's heart. Opening the glass doors, she pulls out a Small, vaguely bowl-shaped clump of vines, placing it on the table. * Shane 's eyes widen. What... is this? * Neydisa runs her eyes across the room, having a similar reaction to Shane. * Shane doesn't need to feign interest here. * Shane 's mind drifts to the book and the bomb on his back, a twinge of fear running through his mind. Those look a bit like... Jessamyn: This is the latest model...the one I showed you died rather quickly. THey all do, actually. That's the problem. *sigh* Oh! *she brightens slightly* This is what we call an "eater". It's an artificial lifeform...a biological tool. «ooc: Crud, it's late. >_< » « Mana is down people actually » You've created life? «ooc: I may have to end without an ending and just pick up from there. » «ooc: Sokay, Gayo. » « I'll tell you when you must. ^^ » «ooc: fine by me if neccesary » «ooc: Go on until SoM sees a few more players. Nygs or Heather at least. » Jessamyn: Ha ha...don't give us too much credit...creating life is what this building was designed to do. We're just slowly figuring out how to use it. * Neydisa stares at the vines uneasily. You're... using the beast-creation devices? * Shane looks intrested, yet leery at the same time. There's... much potential there... of many kinds, I'm afraid. Jessamyn: Not precisely. You see...history tells us thatthis facility was originally designed by the Elw, but the demons took it over and used it to make monsters. We are simply returning it to the use for which it was intended. Really? * Shane looks impressed. Charity: This is a decomposer, designed to break down wastes with special enzymes and excrete a useable product...*looks at Jessamyn* I got it right, yes? I was not aware that this... Hrmm.. * Shane looks around with a critical eye. Jessamyn: Essentially. *she nods to Shane* The facility's history is little understood...it was only rediscovered in the past century... That's odd... I suppose the Demons did some redecorating. But now that you mention it, there do seem to be some basic elw archeological features to the underlying structure of the facility. I never looked for it before, though... * Neydisa mouths that word decompose, and then takes a couple steps away from the sample. .o( It engulfed Starling back there... ) «ooc: It isn't the same as the arm thing. » « I know but it's disturbing at least :) » «ooc: It just looks similar. In the same way you and a frog are both made of meat. :P » Hrmm... « I thought it was a bit closer. ^^ » So, Professor... this facility created this... thing? «ooc: Well, they're both viney. » * Shane removes his glasses and chews on an earpiece. .oO{ This could be a relief... and an entirly new concern... } Jessamyn: Yes. That's basically the eater for you...*pats it* It has no problem with normal organic matter, but we were really hoping to use it to process poisonous wastes, and currently such activities kill it. A noble goal. Ecologically friendly 'antibodys' for Filgaia, eh? * Shane hrmms again. This concept leads me to some intresting ideas, but... hrmm... Doctor... Are there records in any of the Ygdrasiil's archives of more facilities of this type? Jessamyn: No, none. If only there were we could make much more progress, but I'm afraid all efforts to find other such places have proven futile. It would appear the ancient people did not care about the tehcnology enough to make two facilities, only one. *** AshAway is now known as Ashton Hrmm... are you absolutly sure of this fact? * Shane taps his teeth again with the magical glasses. * Neydisa looks around. .o( Is tampering with life for progress right? ...I wonder what Odoryuk might think... ) Jessamyn: One can't be absolutely sure of anything. The world is full of uncertainties. But...if there is another facility, we have yet to find it. «ooc: Hmm. Can I end here? ^^ It won't be a proper end...since this was ashort sess we can just concatenate it onto thbe next... » «ooc: There really won't be a good endspot for ages. » « I figured.. we can stop :) » «ooc: Must...kill...Wart... ;_; » I have reason to believe, Professor... ...That there may be another facility like this one. ... * Shane wrinkles his brow, and waits for the 'session end' sign. «ooc: LOL » «ooc: You suck, Shane! ;) » « lol ^^ » ... « is that a 4th wall? :P » * Shane checks his watch and taps a foot. --SESSION END-- Session Close: Sun Jun 17 20:52:06 2001 Session Start: Sun Jul 08 14:19:46 2001 *** Now talking in #Warpg *** Gayo changes topic to 'Session 37: Secrets | Yggdrasil Facility' Jessamyn: ...hmmm. *frowns* Why is that? * Shane looks at Neydisa, and grimaces. We've encountered biological technology such as this recently. * Neydisa turns to Shane, nodding slowly. "GaiaCo..." * Shane raises an eyebrow. GaiaCo? >> Jessamyn appears not to pick up Neydisa's trailing statement. "There are a few devices made under the same principles in Adlehyde Castle...are those the ones you mean?" I saw it attached to Death... and then to Starling... What devices in Adlehyde? * Shane looks to the doctor pensivly. >> The doctor looks slightly surprised, but only for a moment, as her characteristically bland expression returns. "Certainly nothing I would associate with Death. They have a lamp that produces and uses uses methane, and a prototype security device that currently doesn't work very well." Odd... were they created here? Jessamyn: *nods* Like I said...if there's anywhere else capable of creating these things, I'd like to know. * Neydisa pauses a moment, trying to recollect her thoughts. "Shane.. the lab.. when we chased Death there. Do you remember?" In... Seim? >> Charity lingers behind the speakers, distractedly examining the Eater. «ooc: The Eater >:D » «ooc: Must finish SotS ;_; » «ooc: Yes! » Yes. Dr Remington... the whole Ellena ordeal... and deeper in we even found tubes, with people trapped in them.. for some kind fo experiment. The monsters freed and runnign around they were studying almost killed Allen and Hikaru... «ooc: How quiet is Ney being here? » « audible enough. but she's still tired. ^^ » Jessamyn: ...what in the world are you talking about? I... don't recall this sort of technology in he Seim lab... I was chasing Death with Ellena when you all stayed... * Shane grimaces. Jessamyn: I've never heard of such a terrible thing...this was something Doctor Remington was involved in? *** zathras (zathras@dial-206-103-58-046.easystreet.com) has joined #warpg «ooc: Zath :D » Professor, Doctor Remmington... has betrayed human rights. « ooc: * grumble, gripe. » « ooc: and hello :) » The capital has already been informed, as has the government of Seim. I'm afraid one of our heroes has left. * Neydisa ndos slowly. "We rescued the captives luckily... but what I saw..." Jessamyn: ...is this something that recently happened? We get news somewhat late out here on the island, but I hadn't heard anything about it when I was last in...hm. He was experimenting on humans...to what end, I wonder. * Shane looks a bit saddened. * Neydisa looks down, closing her eyes. Jessamyn: ...I'm sure he felt he was doing the right thing. * Shane nods. But this, I think, is not concerning him... What I saw in his labs was nothing so... intricate. * Shane squints at the biotech. How sensitive is this technology, doctor? Is it uniformially reactive caustically to anything? Heat? Cold? Electricity? * Neydisa mumbles half to herself. "I know mister Shamesworth. He would do anything for his vision of the world... I'm glad I'm no longer part of that vision." *** zathras (zathras@dial-206-103-58-046.easystreet.com) Quit (Ping timeout) >> Jessamyn stares up at the clouds drifting past the skylights, mumbling quietly to herself. Shane's question brings her back to attention. "It consists of specially engineered cells...they can be destroyed in all the usual fashions, but we've been able to create versions capable of replicating themselves very rapidly." hrmm... Is there any sort of failsafe to disable? Jessamyn: *shakes her head* Not as such. We carefully control any experiments with them, as rapidly replicating cells could conceivably overrun the lab wing otherwise. I'm afraid that whomever has this other hypothetical facility has not been so careful... We have observed this... attached to a man... and then grow exponentially when damaged. Jessamyn: Hmm. I'm still skeptical. *she tilts her head curiously* "Attached" to a man? How so? It seemed to be... grafted into his arm. >> Charity lowers her head, folding her arms. Charity: ... I'd almost say it had eaten it's way on and bonded celluarly at the point of contact. * Shane looks over to Charity. * Neydisa nods in rather grim acknowledgement. "It was a part of Starling's hand somehow.... when he died it seemed to completely devour him." Charity: ...er...yes. Jessamyn: ...hm. It's possible. We've done nothing with human contact, but there's nothing preventing such a device from being made. ...I'm sorry..."Starling"? A mercenary. He is now quite dead. Jessamyn: How peculiar...*frowns* What happened to the body? We've seen other evidence of either human bonding, or full biological creation, perhaps even sentience... He once worked for us in tracking down Death, but it seems his employer changed somewhere along the way. I hope he rests in peace. The body was destroyed. I was forced to vaporize it personally. It was rampaging in the capital. As I've stated, we've had to skirmish with this sort of tech before... whenever disabled, they boil away quickly... It was so much like the bug I found in my things... Jessamyn: If you'll forgive my callousness, that sounds much more advanced than anything we've been able to create thus far. Only the demons and the ancients were able to create intelligent life with this facility. * Neydisa sighs once. * Shane nods. And so, I fear that there is at least one more facility like this. Charity: *looks up*...Jessamyn...if someone is making these things...you've studied them much more than us...what is the best way to destroy them? There are no old records speaking of such? Myths perhaps? Jessamyn: Myths are not my forte. I can give you a bit of advice if you encounted a hostile biological construct of this sort, though... Is there a way to capture them, in part if not whole? I'd like to bring back samples to you, if possible. Science must be aided, at all costs. It's a shame that seemingly our numbers are being chased down so callously by the less enlightened of late... * Shane frowns. Jessamyn: The bodies have little cohesion. They seem to collapse and disperse quickly when the creature dies. Jessamyn: ...yes...well...that's the way it is, I suppose. People fear the unknown. * Shane nods. Oh... and the biological constructs kept whispering a word... "Re...un..ion"? «ooc: OOC! » «ooc: ;D » «ooc: EVIL! ^^;;; » Jessamyn: At any rate...as I said, the versions we have developed are susceptible to the standard weaknesses of living beings - fire destroys the cells, and electricity tends to cause harm to the muscles of those that had them. In addition, for whatever reason they die quickly on our lower floors. We think perhaps it's a reaction to being so deep below, but...*shrug* « lol » Really? * Shane looks intrigued. Could you bring us to these lower floors? Perhaps with a test sample? * Neydisa listens, yet remains silent. Jessamyn: It's an ongoing mystery. You're welcome to look, though I doubt it will be of any use to you. It never hurts to check. «ooc: where'd Z go? » «ooc: Pinged ^^; » >> Gently replacing the Eater in its glass case, Doctor Drake steps around the group to lead them out of the alien greenhouse and into the halls. A few quick turns later, they arrive at one of the loud electric lifts that the party rode earlier. Jessamyn... if it's alright to ask.. do you know if I could pick up something on the way? I'm really in need of a good cup of coffee... Jessamyn: Hmm...actually, Charity, would you mind bringing Neydisa to the kitchens while Dr.Arturis and I plumb the depths? It's really best to have as few people as possible in the area. >> Charity looks questioningly at Neydisa. * Shane looks at Neydisa. * Shane says nothing. You're probably right... I hate to impose like this, I've just been through a very rough few hours. Jessamyn: Not at all. We've all had hard times. If you finish before we come back, please find your way to Mister Claren, ney... * Shane grimaces. * Shane looks at Neydisa. This shouldn't take too long at all, wouldn't you agree, Doctor? *** Hikaru is now known as Hikaway Jessamyn: There isn't much to look at down there./ >> Charity smiles softly and leads Neydisa farther down the hall, back in the direction of the lobby. I am a little concerned how their tour is going... I'll check up on them for you, Shane. You just be careful.. You... too... «ooc: Away again - ICQ message if you needs me, I'll hear :) » * Neydisa looks back once, and manages a tired smile, then heads off with Charity. «ooc: * Allen stands in front of the entrance. "Show me this again!" » * Shane breathes an audible sigh of relief. «ooc: Tannenbaum: That's a light switch. » «ooc: Allen: Show it AGAIN! » « LOL » «ooc: Actually, light switches are kind of new, but.. » «ooc: Vec's looking at me oddly because of how I'm laughing ;) » >> She manipulates the lift controls, and the pair begins to descend with a clatter and a jerk. * Shane assumes a more familiar air, now that company is gone. Doctor, I must say... these last few weeks have been hectic for me. Jessamyn: I know how you feel. Sometimes I feel like my entire life is an endless stream of troubles, but lately it's been especially so. * Shane nods. Everything's so vauge. I'm being issued ambiguous imperitives without much explaination... it's something I'm not very comfortble with... * Shane grimaces. Jessamyn: I remember what that was like when I was new at this. Somehow I thought that when I got to a position of power, work would suddenly become easy, but it didn't really work out that way. Who's your boss lately? >> She folds her arms across her lab coat, watching walls of steel scroll by. The lift is full of the scent of metal. The Princess, directly. Issuing orders via one of her lackeys, I gather. I'm the lead technologist in this venture, it seems... but the details are never in full for me. * Shane sighs again. I feel like I'm being decieved. Especially when I was forced to report about the good doctor Remmington... Jessamyn: Classified, eh? Hmm. It seems... I didn't see any of this 'human' experimentation that my associate claims. I was chasing the Assassin. Jessamyn: We've got a lot of classified stuff here, of course - where you're going is a low-level secure area, in fact. But we...oh? Chasing Death? That's ambitious. I heard you thwarted him, but it seems suicidal to chase him. Although... what I did see in Remmington's work... He was definitly onto something. He'd somehow procured authentic Elw tissue samples! Jessamyn: ...what? Indeed. >> She looks genuinely surprised. Jessamyn: I hadn't heard about that. *frown* Amazing. Were you a contemporary of the doctor? I'd only known him through his papers... « heh.. glad Shane didn't say whose tissues those were. ^^ » *** zathras (zathras@dial-206-103-58-091.easystreet.com) has joined #warpg * Shane shakes his head and sighs. Jessamyn: We've met twice, and exchanged a few letters. However, we work for separate and equally classified groups, so we can't...couldn't, rather...ever speak too much of work until we'd already published papers. «ooc: Do you think me or Him daft? ;) I'm trying to make sure that if she is enemy, she'll not want to kill me ;) » I understand. >> The lift screeches to a rough stop. Jessamyn: Oof. Well, bottom floor, here we are. Thank you, doctor. Is it anywhere on the floor, or just here? «ooc: brb » * Shane flips up his lenses and looks around tenuously, never letting jess out of his sight, though. Jessamyn: There's an area where things seem to work normally. We keep a few basic test samples there. Follow me. >> She sets off down the hall, quickly turning several crossroads, all opening into identical halls with only numeric codes here and there to indicate location. *** zathras (zathras@dial-206-103-58-091.easystreet.com) Quit (Ping timeout) «ooc: Darn. No zath. » «ooc: Ah well. » * Shane takes mental note of the numbers he passes and their order. >> Jessamyn stops at an electronically-operated metal door, identical to all the others they have passed, and presses a code on the adjacent panel. The doors slide open, scraping slightly. The room revealed is lit more brightly than the rest of the floor, and has a number of pieces of laboratory equipment, as well as several unidentifiable liquids in bottles, but no one else is working there. >> The doors start to close automatically, but scrape on the door and stick. Jessamyn shakes her head. "They do that...most of the doors here were taken from other places." «ooc: scrape on the FLOOR » «ooc: I assume he follows? » «ooc: yes. » Hrmm... Is there more electronics behind these panels here than in other parts of the lab? Or perhaps an element of the superstructure that's different? Jessamyn: This area is better fortified and has poorer air circulation and no natural light. However, attempts to replicate those conditions above have no unusual effect. There are no more electronics than above, save for the doors. >> She walks to a large white safe embedded into the wall, spinning out a combination on the lock and opening the door. Inside is what looks oddly like a jar of olives - a few dozen small greenish-yellow spherical objects, floating in clear liquid. Where are the doors from, exactly? Jessamyn: Various ruins. They were apparently commonly used at one point. We've built a few from scrap, but aren't able to do very well making one without some artifacts. Get me that flask of amber liquid and two beakers, please? *points to one of the several strange liquids* * Shane does as told. Artifacts? *** zathras (zathras@dial-206-103-58-091.easystreet.com) has joined #warpg « wb zath :) » Jessamyn removes the jar from the safe and places it beside the objects Shane has assembled. She carefully uncorks the flash and pours a small amount of the liquid into the first beaker. "Yes, simple electrical and mechanical systems we have yet to be able to fully replicate." «ooc: Storenb, what's pentagulia on now? » «ooc: zath hasn't tried that one yet, i don't think. » If I may ask... which ruins are they from? « it's a server in virginia... ^^ » « IP only atm.. » «ooc: ...I know. » « 207.107.3.94 if you would like to try it. » Jessamyn: Quite a few. As I said, these sorts of doors were a common design element in many areas. However, there aren't a lot of technological ruins about. Jessamyn: So we've scavenged them from most of the areas we have authority over, and purchased a few more. And they're only down here? *** zathras (zathras@dial-206-103-58-091.easystreet.com) Quit (Ping timeout) Jessamyn: And a few other important areas above. Mainly in places requiring tight security. We're hoping to be able to make more and outfit the entire areas with them now that we've rediscovered the art of the electromagnetic motor... electromagnetics, eh? How long have you had working models? Jessamyn: About five years...it took us a while to make the device small enough to still have the power. That's still our main problem. * Shane nods. Shall we? Jessamyn: Now, if I can divert the conversation a moment...watch this. * Shane nods. >> She picks up a pair of forceps from a tray of tools and carefully removes one of the strange yellow-greenish globules. Upon closer inspeaction, it looks like a lump of slick flesh. She quickly lowers it into the amber liquid. *** Hikaway is now known as Hikaru *** Hikaru is now known as Ashton * Shane watches intently. Jessamyn: This...*touching the large jar* ...is a preservative. It's capable of maintaining these spheres - essentially very crude biotech constructs - in a state of near-stasis for over a month. In air, they die quickly. This... *moving the hand to indicate the beaker* ...is a nutrient cocktail that the organisms absorb and feed on. In air they will die quickly, but in the cocktail they are capable of growth. *** Lucca (dinner@ACA99D0D.ipt.aol.com) Quit (Quit: BRB) *** Lucca (dinner@ACA99D0D.ipt.aol.com) has joined #warpg * Shane nods again. >> The little ball slowly starts to bulge and distend, as though being pushed from the inside out. It expands thus, gradually increasing in size until it resembles a mass of fleshy nodules. Intriguing. This is completly artificial? Jessamyn: This lifeform serves no purpose except to eat and grow, and can only survive indefinitely in this mixture. We manufactured it specifically to test growth. * Shane nods. «ooc: Jessmyn's worse than evil... she's boring! :D » «ooc: of course she is. She's Mild-Manner Librarian Woman. » « ^^; » «ooc: By day! » >> As the lumpy ball grows, the liquid in the jar gradually begins to turn clear and release an unusual smell. When it becomes almost completely clear, the ball shrivels, collapsing on itself. For a moment the liquid mixes with silvery remains, and then they evaporate and it is clear again. >> Jessamyn takes the beaker across the room and places it on an empty shelf behind glass, then walks back. Jessamyn: And that is the way it's supposed to work. It's designed to evaporate? Jessamyn: All the articial organisms we create do that. It's not so much an element of design as an inevitability of life. It takes in food, uses it to grow, and excretes a liquid it cannot reprocess. When it has used up all the food provided for it, it starves quickly. Intriguing. So they constantly need replenishing? >> She pours a small amount of the amber liquid into the second, clean beaker, and restops the flask, putting it away. Picking up both the jar and the just-filled beaker, she makes her way back to the hall. "As do we." Of course... The rate of consumption can be more... normalized, then? Fatty stores, and what not? * Shane follows her. Jessamyn: Yes. As I said, these are simplistic designs. However, an extreme rate of growth always requires a large quantity of food before long. >> She boots the door with her heel, and it jerks shut behind them. * Shane chuckles at her method of closing. Jessamyn: Now...we'll just go a little ways. Almost any part of this floor will do. * Shane nods. >> Indeed, after a little walking, she enters another room, this one empty except for a table and a couple filing cabinets, and sets up shop. Jessamyn: Now...watch. Same procedure. >> As before, she plucks a sphere from its fellows, dropping it into the beaker. >> The sphere sits on the beaker's bottom like the lump that it is...it doesn't grow at all. After a few moments of dull silence, it shrivels and dies in the same fashion as the other, leaving the liquid unconsumed. Intriguing. Jessamyn: Odd, eh? We haven't looked into it too much yet, though. * Shane scans this area with the glasses. «ooc: No zath. Meh. » * Shane taps the walls. Jessamyn: The walls are metal and concrete. Hrmm... Is this the bottomost floor? Jessamyn: Yep. That's why we use it for this. Hrmm... What lies underneath the lab? Jessamyn: *shrug* Rock, I suppose. We never checked. Remember, we didn't really build this place, we just did a few touch-ups. >> She gathers her things and heads out. * Shane nods. Perhaps it may be wise to investigate that when you can. Not that I'm telling you how to run your own facility... it just seems he only possibility left. I thank you for the demonstration. *** Lucca (dinner@ACA99D0D.ipt.aol.com) Quit (Write Error: Connection reset by peer) *** Cody (dinner@AC80AB7F.ipt.aol.com) has joined #warpg Jessamyn: Of course. Don't be too free with what you've seen, though...as I said, this is somewhat classified. * Shane nods. *** Cody is now known as Lucca I won't be. I am quite the container of said information currently. >> Elsewhere... >> The cafeteria of the Yggdrasil Facility betrays its presence in a scientific laborotory, built from simplistic metal furniture and walled on all sides with white. Above, a few skylights provide natural lighting, a luxury for the people who spend much of their day on the lower levels. Charity and Neydisa sit across from each other, each with a steaming mug of coffee in her hands. «ooc: Coffeeee » «ooc: Hmm. I was gonna use zath soon. Grek. Wonder...eh, i guess I can NPC him...if I need to. » «ooc: Nothing big. » « erm? I see. :) » Charity: How much sleep have you had, anyhow? * Neydisa takes the mug thankfully, sampling the coffee. While not the best in consistantly, it certainly is strong. Only about 4 hours... this morning, and nothing before that... Charity: And you were in a battle? That's terrible... * Neydisa sighs once. I'm not exactly the picture of health when this whole trouble started... yet i keep pushing msyelf so hard for Shane's sake. Charity: *shakes her head* Don't do it for Shane's sake. * Neydisa looks down into the mug. "...well, it's a little more than just that." Charity: I imagine so. You don't have to tell me about it, though...it's more than I understand already. Charity: All I know about what's going on is that people are being hurt by it... >> Charity leans back, lifting her mug for a sip. "I wonder if Shane or Kestrel have found anything out." «ooc: *throws things at Storen* » If there's something to find, I'm sure they will. I just wish I could help a little more in this case... « sorry I'm very distracetd by guests.. ^^ » «ooc: Kick them out! » Charity: Oh, don't say that. You're much more useful than I'm being. Well, you're a doctor.. you're more a professional at saving people. But here I am, running around Filgaia trying to do just that... I don't even know what I'm trying to save people from. Charity: It's good that you do, still, though. I mean, someone has to, right? >> Kestrel steps into the cafeteria, casting a glance around before settling on the pair. "Ah, ladies. We've returned from our excursion. Is Dr.Arturis not about?" * Neydisa plays with the mug, about to speak, but stops short as kestrel appears. "Mister Kestrel.. Shane's down inspecting the bottom floors with Jessamyn still, I think." «ooc: Shane should've made a move on Jessamyn... » « hehe.. ^^ » «ooc: Hot Librarian sex0r. » Kestrel: Oh. Er, well, at any rate, I'll ask if anyone else would like to join you then, as it appears we may be early. «ooc: I thought that said Libertarian. » «ooc: Vecna/zeromus slash » «ooc: vecna may be convincing me of the Libertarian way ;) » * Neydisa smiles, taking another sip. "I'd appreciate it..." «ooc: ^^ Looks cute » «ooc: Just so long as he doesn't convince you of the Big Dork way. Hrm, I can't find the Hik/Ellena lude log. Drat. » «ooc: Gayo: I prolly have it. Do you need it? » «ooc: vec's a big dork? » «ooc: As in this second? » «ooc: I'm gonna look a bit longer. » >> He approaches for a moment. "(q) First...did you find anything?" *** zathras (zathras@dial-206-103-58-091.easystreet.com) has joined #warpg *** zathras is now known as Allen «ooc: wb! » « ooc: It.. works now. That's very strange. » « that to me or Charity, or both? ^^ » « zath ^^ » « ooc: How much do you wanna bet that when I actually enter the storyline, it'll bug out again? » « ooc: if it hasn't already. » «ooc: Both. » «ooc: Stoooooren. Kill your guests! » «ooc: I have to end in an hour and 20 minutes. :P » «ooc: Am I coming back? » * Neydisa maintains her quiet tone. "I'm not sure what Shane's looking at now, but they have some kind of things here that were created... and they are a lot like what we saw with Starling." «ooc: Yes. » Kestrel: (q) ...but nothing conclusive? I'm not exactly sure, at this point... you should speak with Shane about the specifics. The whole concept is still bothering me... -_- Kestrel: (q) ..I see. >> Kestrel departs in a swirl. Charity: ...bothering you? * Neydisa looks up to the doctor. "Life's a sacred thing... I don't know if tampering with it for progress is right." Charity: Well, I don't know anything about what's sacred...but the Elw had a hand in building this place, right? And you could say that all modern medicine and curative magics are really just the result of tampering with life... «ooc: Oh yeah, that's right. Blame hte Elws. It's ALWAYS the Elws...!...Bitch » «ooc: gheh » «ooc: ;D » It's not that... it's more on a spiritual level Charity: ...if you say so. *sets down her mug* Shall we join the others? * Neydisa sighs into the mug. "People trying to bring life into the world and change it... if we keep in that direction, it seems as if the Guardians would be forgotten..." >> Just then, the rest of the group enters the room, rendering her suggestion unnecessary., * Neydisa keeps the rest of her thoughts to herself, as everyone arrives. * Allen strides into the room aside Samantha. "...but what about- oh, there you are." * Allen looks for a seat. «ooc: plenty of chairs ^_^ » >> Samantha smiles and waves. "I could use a snack." * Allen sits down and rubs his feet. "Oh, these shoes..." Charity: You have to order at the counter. *points* Samantha: I'll get your stuff, too, Allen. What do you want? I would imagine they don't have anything too fancy. * Allen realizes what he's doing and stops abruptly. * Neydisa looks to Allen, becoming a little less drawn and serious. "Having trouble filling the shoes of a noble?" Um.. tea? >> Samantha looks a bit more relaxed to be out of the somewhat more formal atmosphere of the tour. Samantha: Just tea? OK. * Allen turns to Neydisa, "Nono, these shoes are far too tight." Anyway, The tour was interesting, I guess. * Allen leans back and runs a hand through his hair again. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.. well, except for the general strangeness of this whole place. >> Sam walks up to the counter, with Kestrel a short way behind. Jeff puils up a seat, characteristically quiet. Yes... I wish I could be more comfortable here, but... But I'm just not used to all these ancient oddities. Hmm? Is something wrong, Ney? * Allen loosens his cravat a notch. « ooc: don't tell me I've pinged out. ;_; » Not really... I suppose it's just the environment, like you said. «ooc: No, Storen's just super slow. » « ooc: oh. Sorry. * hides. » « well I've got two guests I randomly have come in to visit me, and then I've got Rad's pics flying at me.. and Sotek chewing my ear off to come to #mystisles ^^ » >> Samantha comes back with two cups of tea and a biscuit on a plate. She sits down and rubs her eyes. "Mm. Tiring day." I agree completely... at least the coffee's good. I think i can fly us home in one piece. * Allen reaches for a cup. "It does seem, however, that everyone here is genuinely determined to better the world with this technology." Samantha looks around. "I wonder where that wind rat went to." * Allen takes a long draw of his tea and sighs. "Mmm. Adlehydian tea cannot be beat." * Neydisa makes a soft sound at Alen's comment, taking another drink and not saying anything. * Allen glances around. "Rayle? He's probably poking his nose into something or another." I hope he finds out more than I could. >> Kestrel returns, but doesn't take a seat. "I hope he doesn't cause any difficulties." Last I saw him, he was curled up in the foyer. ...in here you sai... oh. * Shane walks in and smiles. * Allen finishes his tea and stands. Ah, Shane. M'lord. * Shane bows. * Neydisa looks up, regarding him. "There you are Shane." * Allen frowns for a moment. Kestrel: Dr.Arturis. I hope your efforts have been fruitful? * Shane looks up. Perhaps. We should leave for the castle as soon as possible. We'll need rest for tomorrow. Kestrel: I suppose we should...though we are still waiting on our furred companion. * Shane arches an eyebrow. Oh... the spirit. >> Rayle climbs up on Kestrel's head. I believe he's found us. * Allen sets down his cup. * Shane starts slouching a little. Then let us be off, I suppose. * Shane nods. I've already thanked Jessamyn for her hospitality... * Neydisa finishes her coffee, bringing it back to the kitchen for the staff to handle. ^^ Kestrel: What? Er...yes. I see. Rayle: 'Owdy do. >> Kestrel coughs and makes for the door. >> Time passes... «ooc: >> Back at the castle... » «ooc: Hikaru: Got any eights? » «ooc: Ellena: Go fish. » «ooc: >> Suddenly, the castle explodes! » «ooc: Heh. I can use Hik and Ell now, BTW. » *** Ashton is now known as Hikaru «ooc: As you wish, m'lady. » --pause for description-- «ooc: Damn that exploding castle! » «ooc: Er, one thing...did anyone want to do stuff in Adlehyde before the next day's "road trip"? Because otherwise I'm ffing. » « ooc: ffing? » «ooc: fast forward » «ooc: Backbackback Sorry Mommy ^^ » « erm.. not sure there is much to do. Ney is going sleepies asap, to be decent for the morrow ^^ » No. Shane wanted to actually sleep as much as he could force himself to. « ooc: ok. don't think so, unless Lord Johansen appears. » «ooc: ... » *** Lucca is now known as Ellena «ooc: Dammit. » «ooc: Forget to do something? » «ooc: Me? ^^ Nah. My mommy came up and we hugged and cuddled and stuff. Cuz she's my mommy ^^ » «ooc: No, Grue. » «ooc: no, let something slip outside of ooc :) » «ooc: I'm groovy. » >> The Metal Bird returns to a low sun in Adlehyde, and the day quickly gives way to night, a fitful night full pf anxiety and the promise of danger. >> Morning comes and goes...as the sun slowly rises once again, the group prepares for the fateful meeting. «ooc: Pose at will. You're all doing whatever you want to spend the morning doing. » «ooc: But it's almost time to stop and assemble. » * Hikaru stands on one of the parapets of the castle, watching the sun rise, not getting much sleep the night before despite his attempts. * Allen stands at the door to his chamber at Chateau Johansen, clad in a sheet. "You mean to say my clothes were burned? Whatever for? What? Infestation? ...but I have to travel in a few minutes!" * Ellena 's voice is suddenly heard behind Hikaru. Apparently she followed him, "'Karu? What are you doing up here...?" « ooc: eep, I'll wait until this scene done. ^_^ » * Shane turns in sleep, in the chair he fell into 7 hours earlier, next to the bed Ney fell into. His arms death-gripped around the book even now. He's muttering quietly. «ooc: LOL Allen ^^; THat was very cute. Fight the Master in teddy bear sheets! » «ooc: dammit. I should look up more often. » « ooc: heck no. :o » «ooc: But it's orgininal! :D » * Hikaru jumps and flails his arms as he tries to regain his balance. He fails quite well, falling back into Ellena's arms. "Um, hi." * Neydisa awakens with the sun, refreshed and quick to busy herself with the mundane morning tasks of getting prepared. By the time Shane awakes, she's departed her room for the Castle's inner chambers, remembering a resolution she had made... Gah--! O_o « which was to try to see the princess ^^ » * Ellena tries to keep him steady, and finally just sorta topples over, whatever potenial romantic mood or angst session lost in a moment of klutziness ^^; <> >> neydisa is met with the same resistance as Shane...apparently the Princess is still very busy. « ooc: bye windy. » *** Windstar (mikemccart@cs2734-20.austin.rr.com) Quit (Quit: ) «ooc: I'm TELLING you. She's so dead or ran away ^^ » * Hikaru hits the ground, kind of mumbling or something. "Sorry about that, Ell." «ooc: Amelia is the Master. » It's...all right. «ooc: Or that too ^^ » * Neydisa leans against a hallway near the throne room door, looking quite defeated. "What could be so important?" «ooc: She's the master, AND she's dead, AND she ran away. » «ooc: Or she could just be very busy ^^ » How long have you been up here, 'Karu? * Hikaru stands up, offering Ellena a hand up. "A few hours...I've had some stuff on my mind, as usual." «ooc: The master is the mobile zombie princess?! » «ooc: She's Princess-Princess! » «ooc: NOOOOO » «ooc: Sluggy ref BADUH :O » * Ellena takes the hand, hauling herself up, "I...I see. :/ I just hope we all make it through in one piece..." «ooc: Honestly? I haven't even read sluggy in days. This story arc is sorta lame :p » .o( I don't trust this at all... Amelia... now more than ever you shouldn't walk your path alone. ) * Hikaru nods, tugging Ellena close and wrapping his arm around her waist. "I do too, El. There's still a lot I have to do...I've gotta help you get your life back together, I've gotta carry on Master Thompson's art..." «ooc: I just caught up a month of sluggy today. It's unbelievably lame. » My...get my life back together...? Is it really that bad? ^^; «ooc: it's been unbelievably lame for a long-ass time now, but that's a topic for another day. » * Shane mutters some more about 'gates' *** Scott (bmscott@PPPa78-ResaleMemphis2-1R7052.dialinx.net) has joined #WARPG «ooc: DAMN BILL! » «ooc: Actually, yeah, I agree. It was a lot better before Kizke came around ^^; » * Hikaru shakes his head. "You tell me, Ellena..." «ooc: Kizke's story was actually good. It's been lame since then » « ooc: can we have an ooc channel? » «ooc: Sorry. » I think it's much better than it was...I mean...before...I was...in that horrible place...and now I'm with friends. It's better to go into danger with friends than be alone... « ooc: no, it's okay. I just don't want to get confuzzled. I'll just pay closer attention. :) » * Hikaru nods. "'Lena...Can I ask you something?" * Neydisa walks off down the hallway towards the castle chapel. Of course... * Allen finds the regal-looking clothing he had worn the previous day neatly folded on a shelf, along with a few other varieties on the theme. He picks out what appears to be the most travelworthy and walks behind the obligatory folding screen. >> Neydisa bumps into Jeff leaving on her way into the chapel. Jeff: ...hey, Ney. * Hikaru smiles lightly. "After all this is over, do you need a place to stay? I always have room in my little shack..." * Neydisa gets startled. "Oh, Jeff! I'm so sorry.." You probably know where I was going, bumping into me like this... Jeff: *shakes his head* Nope...but...I'll see you in the infirmary. ...Well...honestly...I guess I do. Never really thought about the fact I'm sort of homeless...with Benton being gone... * Neydisa looks a bit confused, but nods. "Al..alright. I'll be there. I just need to do something first." * Hikaru sighs, hugging Ellena. "I have...it's one of the things I had on my mind... and besides, who says Benton's really gone...?" ...I don't know if he survived...If he did...wouldn't he have found me by now? * Jeff smiles softly. "Good luck." Maybe he hasn't been able to... ...I don't know...Do you think...when this is all over...That offer you made....about heading back to his place...does that still stand? * Neydisa smiles back. "You too." * Jeff clasps his hands, lowers his head, and continues down the hall and into the darkness of the distance. >> Meanwhile, Allen gets dressed! * Hikaru chuckles lightly. "Definitely. I'd love to take you to check if he's still there." «ooc: Sorry if that was a full scene change ^^; » * Allen emerges from the screen of censorship dressed and looks for his belongings, which he finds strewn out over a table in an orderly disarray. He finds a travel bag hanging from a peg on the wall next to the table, and gathers all of his belongings into it. "I wonder who found it necessary to go through my things?" «ooc: I assume we're shush now. Is fine! I want to see naked Allen! » «ooc: No. » «ooc: You can all do stuff at the same time. ^^ » It was probably Sam. It tears my heart out leaving her again... * Allen stops mumbling to himself. « oh :) » «ooc: I never know, with Meanwhiles. ;) » * Ellena hugs 'Karu happily, smiling, "Thank you so much!" * Shane tosses and shouts, falling out of the chair. His eyes dart quickly around, and seeing the risen sun, quickly realises that he needs to get going. * Allen finishes packing and grabs his newly claimed cloak hanging on another peg. He also finds some shoes next to the door. * Allen sighs. "She thinks of everything..." * Hikaru returns the hug, chuckling happily and patting Ellena on the back. "It's not a problem... it's the least I can do, really. You've given me a reason to keep going when I don't want to." * Shane looks at the bed devoid of Neydisa, and the lack of Jeff in his chair, and grimaces, pulling his packon after replacing the book, and heads out to the dining hall, smoothing his hair back and rebinding the long part in the back. * Neydisa hurries off, arriving in a very small shrine near the rear of the castle, to which she kneels before a small statue of the manticore Zeldukes. * Ellena blushes a bit, "Well...I...Thank you, 'Karu. You have too. :)" * Allen puts these on, finding them much much more comfy. He dashes out the door and strides down the main hall, making his way back to the castle. All of you have... * Shane looks around the cafeteria hastily, picking up some coffee and a bagel on the way. He asks some guards for the locations of his compatriots. * Hikaru kisses Ellena on the cheek lightly before letting her go and starting down. "Thanks. C'mon, we need to meet up with Shane, don't we?" * Allen mumbles to himself again, "I'm surprised no one was around to see me go. Perhaps they were given the day off so I wouldn't be noticed. Oh, Sam..." makes his way for the castle infirmary, hoping he's not too late. * Neydisa puts her hands together and prays softly. .o( Guardian of the Castle and the City of Light, please watch over us today... and guide the Lonely Walker on the path to wisdom and safety. ) * Ellena blushes at the kiss a bit, but nods, "Yes...we shouldn't keep him waiting long. We may miss out chance..." * Shane wanders near the throne room, but guards turn him away as usual. >> As the clock gradually ticks away the minutes remaining until the group meets its dark guide, each member assembles in the crowded infirmary. .oO{ Where in Roughknight's name are they? } * Shane heasd to the infirmary as the Demon requested, hoping they have the sense to be there... >> Charity looks nervous as the hour approaches, but takes the time to greet each entering person in turn. Ah, Charity... are they... ah, yes. Good... * Hikaru heads to the infirmary with Ellena in tow, nodding in greeting to everyone else. Good morning everyone... * Allen stands in a corner, sketching out a few practice graphs on a slip of paper. * Shane looks rested in his weary way. He also looks lost in thought, now sitting in a chair. * Neydisa arrives a bit late to the meeting, apologizing. You notice she has an odd peaceful look on her face though, and thankfully her dark circles are not as pronounced. Charity: ...good luck with this... * Hikaru looks at Shane oddly. "Hey! You sure you're ready for this, Shaney?" * Shane snaps out of it. ...Shaney? ...Shaney? ^^; >> Kestrel enters, clothed in armor less ceremonial and more practical than his usual fair. * Shane raises an eyebrow. * Ellena gives 'Karu a weird look. ^^ * Hikaru chuckles. "Sure." Rayle: Shaney. Works fer me. Shaney... did I mis something again? (m) Wonderful... Hmm. ^^; I think I'll just call him Shane. If he doesn't mind. :) You seem to be in a better mood... * Allen writes "Shaney" on the paper. Why, thank you, Ellena. In some ways. In others, I'm a little worse. Particularly concerning those damn guards. Hicky can call me what he will, though. * Ellena blinks at Shane, and erupts into a peal of laughter! ^^; * Hikaru raises an eyebrow, shaking his head and hehing. * Allen writes "Hicky" on the paper. S-Sorry. ^^; We must be nervous...cracking jokes like this. * Shane smiles at her laughter, but looks down. «ooc: * Allen puts all kinds of happy hearts around the names. » * Allen stuffs the paper in a pocket and snickers to himself. «ooc: Lets call Allen Ally-oop. Just to piss him off! :D » Kestrel: Indeed. Charity...be careful as well. It's impossible to say if anyone will try to attack the castle with its guard weakened. I have not been able to contact the Prime Minister about adding more security, so you should expect the worst. Charity: ...I never expect the worst...you know that. But...I'll be careful. Kestrel, have you heard from the princess overnight? «ooc: Ally McJohansen ;) » * Hikaru raises an eyebrow. "You HONESTLY expect him to have, Shane?" Princess Amelia...I'm worried about her... :/ It lies within the realm of possibility. Kestrel: *shakes his head* (q) Both she and the Prime Minister are currently in meetings. * Shane looks sad, for some reason. ...So also lies the possibility of her absence. So am I... but I have faith the Guardians will protect her. .oO{ He's acting self-confident. She's acting warm to him... } .oO{ ...this is not the time to think of this. } There could -be- no meetings. She could possibly not be here. The guards might be trying to cover it up... * Shane rubs his eyes, and tackles more coffee. «ooc: They had nookie without me... ;_; Ah well, I will marry the coffee instead! *glomp* » Kestrel: ...this discussion is fruitless. Jeff: Right now I'm justg concerned about what comes next. ...I agree, Kestrel, but I can't think of anything more constructive to talk about until we meet with our friend. * Allen gets another scrap of paper and starts to doodle a sketch of each person in the room. Shane, under a cloud; Hikaru, yelling about something; Jeff, in an open grave... «ooc: LOL! Allen, why are you so damned cute! ;_; » >> The chapel bell rings through the city...one loud knell, then two, three...up to twelve. The room falls silent. «ooc: Why am I yelling? O_o » «ooc: BECAUSE YOU SQUEEZED THE FUCKING CHARMIN! » « ooc: LOL! » * Shane 's eyes swivel towarsd the door. * Allen quietly puts away his sketches and waits. * Ellena holds her breath... * Hikaru crosses his arms and waits. >> ... * Ellena breathes -just- a little. Passing out is no good. :/ * Shane stands up, walking towards the door. (slowly) «ooc: >> Oh, what the hell. The castle explodes again. » * Neydisa looks up at the ringing bell, each knell running straight through her. >> Shane goes to the door. * Allen stifles a yawn. *** Scott (bmscott@PPPa78-ResaleMemphis2-1R7052.dialinx.net) Quit (Quit: "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, there came a time of revolution...when rebels united to challenge a tyrannical empire." -from "Star Wars" the Radio Drama.) * Shane looks around, pensivly. * Hikaru starts to tap his foot nervously. >> The door slams open with a thunderous bang, and Boomerang steps in, clad head-to-toe in black metal like a dark angel. * Ellena bites her lip... * Shane steps back. «ooc: >> Shane gets smashed into a pancake. » We are ready. * Hikaru raises an eyebrow and stops tapping his foot, staring at the rather large demon. Boomerang: Then follow. .o( Lucadia deliver me from my doubts... ) * Shane nods. * Neydisa nods once, then stands. >> He turns without a word and stomps away, his footsteps resounding like thunder. Rayle: ...well. This oughtta be fun. * Hikaru follows after. ...He's not very social, is he? ^^: * Shane follows a few yards behind. * Ellena gulps again, and follows. «ooc: *turns on his German techno/rap* » * Allen brings up the rear, quietly closing he door behind him. >> The room remains quiet for a few minutes longer, until gradually, people begin speaking again. Charity looks worriedly at the shut door as though she could still see the group, then, after a moment's further lingering, returns to work. --SESSION END-- Session Close: Sun Jul 08 20:31:33 2001