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Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:43:25 PM)
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Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 8:43:54 PM)
*a look of fury crossed the pooka's face*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 8:44:00 PM)
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Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:44:11 PM)
Albel headed to the old pump station, walking up to the controls and playing with him from the way he remembered them the last times he was here, particularlly the time he paid attention to it.
Faith King (Jan 20, 2011 8:44:12 PM)
(is it okay if I just watch?)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:44:20 PM)
(That's fine.)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:46:37 PM)
*Albel opened the pump station trod with little effort. Tanks were flooded and excess water rerouted to splash the puddle portal onto the floor*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 8:46:39 PM)
*just followed stay close to whisky and melivn*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:47:02 PM)
And then he walked over to look at the puddle to make sure it was right before stepping in.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:47:44 PM)
*It reflected the underground river as it had before*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:47:53 PM)
In the cap went.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:48:42 PM)
*Albel sank through the puddle, down into the floor and beyond. It remained open for the others*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 8:49:04 PM)
*followed as well it was expected*
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 8:49:05 PM)
*He was staying close to Albel, keeping rather quiet the entire time*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:50:01 PM)
Albel brought up the lead, if there were no immediate threats to be seen in the caves he moved right for the staircase and up.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:52:00 PM)
*It was a rude ride for first timers. A nice bout of vertigo before hitting solid ground again. Down the rabbit hole was an underground cavern that housed a crystal clear river. The riverbank was dimly lit by luminescent gems in the floor and walls. It was a long walk to the roughly hewn staircase, and an uneventful one. At the top of the staircase was the padlocked steel door*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 8:52:20 PM)
Lior wasn't sure what she was doing, or what to expect around the next corner, but she follows along warily, unphased no matter how dark the tunnel was when she passed through the trod.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:52:26 PM)
Pad lock on our side?
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 8:52:55 PM)
*the fennec girl's ears swiveled and her wings flexed, ready in case there was danger*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:53:00 PM)
(No, but a portion of the chain is)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:54:09 PM)
Albel eyed the chain and sighed before biting through the chain then held the pieces that were left, trying to lower them to the floor without making too much of a ruckus.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 8:55:00 PM)
*He grinned some, though tried to keep quiet for now, scratching the back of his head some*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:55:19 PM)
*The sound of teeth on chain was not a pleasent one.....or a particularly quiet one. He chomped the chain down enough to open the door in a couple minutes*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 8:55:52 PM)
She loads a bolt while Albel chewed through the screeching metal.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:56:18 PM)
He spit the chain out with a disgusted look on his face. Starting to mutter to himself as he opened the door.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 8:58:28 PM)
*Beyond the door was the waterlogged corridor of a hospital. The mold and peeling paint ran from floor to ceiling, and bits of furniture wern strewn everywhere. To the left was a patient's room, missing almost the entire front wall. To the right and up ahead, more hallway*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 8:59:13 PM)
He rolled his shoulders and slipped inside and to the right immediately where it was hallway.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:01:45 PM)
She scans the area beyond the door as they stepped across the threshold, her crossbow pointed low, but ready to take aim the instant she thought she needed to.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:01:55 PM)
He was still muttering to himself lowly, red eyes glancing around as he moved forward.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:02:17 PM)
*They passed more patient quarters, a destroyed nurses station and security desk, and even more patient quarters. Eventually they stood before a set of warped old double doors. A faded sign on the wall read "Operation Theatre"*
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:03:23 PM)
*He'd just follow, looking arround, frowning a bit more, ever so often one could see him mouth the word fuck or something similiar*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:03:28 PM)
*she just looked very very nervous*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:03:41 PM)
As tempting as it was to kick them open he instead bent lower to the ground and nudged a single door open to look inside, his muttering still there.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:05:15 PM)
*The theatre was huge, with several rows of stadium seating and a large round stage. In the center of the circle was a stretcher, and the straps were fastened over a lump of something covered in a gray cloak*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:06:01 PM)
Tense as everything was, she was feeling particularly unsettled, more than she thought the situation warranted. She looks back the way they had come as Albel peered past the door, in case something thought to creep up on them.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:07:06 PM)
He eyed the rest of the room and after a moment slipped into the theater, heading along whichever side seemed to have less shit in the way but going along the outer edge toward the stage.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:07:13 PM)
*Lior could see everything in the hall clear as day.....nothing moved behind them*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:07:49 PM)
Of course, still muttering.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:08:49 PM)
*The theatre was clear, apart from the stretcher. No debris littered the floor, and the walls were free of mold. Clearly this place was seeing regular use*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:09:29 PM)
The left side then, he would circle all the way around looking up often and down the isles, glancing behind the stage as well. (Kenning on the lump?)
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:09:52 PM)
*He shrugged abit and then decided to keep following, mumbling something to himself*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:09:58 PM)
(Diff 6)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:10:22 PM)
(1 succ, rawr)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:10:36 PM)
*The seating was clear as well. Maybe they packed up and left after being scouted twice?*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:11:02 PM)
*rhys staied close to meliven since he made her feel safe*
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:11:52 PM)
I don't wanna quote Admiral Ackbar... but.. yeah... sure smells like that quote
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:11:57 PM)
She backs into the room after the group, turning around with a hand on the door handle to know if someone else was going to try and follow as she scans the theatre herself.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:11:59 PM)
*Said quietly*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:12:17 PM)
He'd stalk up the stage and after another glance around tug the cloak free of the stretcher, still muttering.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:13:54 PM)
"Admiral Ackbar?"
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:16:12 PM)
*The lump turned out to be the palest Sluagh in all the dreaming. Her knees were clutched to her chest, and she was shriveled up like a little alabaster raisin. Scores of wounds marred her flesh, but there was not a drop of blood to be found here. She looked like a deflated version of the bitch who tried to stab Albel*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:16:27 PM)
Was she said bitch?
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:17:14 PM)
*Your eyes said yes, but your tastebuds said no*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:17:59 PM)
He did not stab her, though his claws were clicking away, he was still muttering to himself. He glanced to the rest and pointed at her.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:19:05 PM)
She steps away from the door toward the lump of shriveled fae, furrowing her brows in concern. "Was ist das?"
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:19:05 PM)
*shrugged*" sure i knew her"
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:19:31 PM)
Hmm.. *He shrugged some* Bait?
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:19:50 PM)
Like I said.. a totally Ackbarian scenario
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:20:07 PM)
"Ich weiss nicht."
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:21:40 PM)
*If the Sluaghess was still alive, it wasn't for long. She had clearly held out for quite some time, but the struggle was ending*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:22:11 PM)
He rolls his eyes and headed slowly toward the back of the stage, he apparently didn't care about the sluaghess himself.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:23:14 PM)
He was keeping his eyes peeled for stairs mostly, something was down beneath them and he wanted to find it and possibly stab the crap out of it.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:25:00 PM)
*The far entrance to the theater was a wash/prep room for the surgeons. Judging by the tools that hung on the pegboards, they weren't performing live saving procedures....unless a lobotomy counts*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:25:02 PM)
"Anyone who can read the omens?" She asks helplessly, feeling overwhelmed.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:25:46 PM)
ANy of you knowing some shit about first aid.. help her *HE shrugged and then just followed Albel, mumbling smething to himself about wanting to put her out of her misery*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:26:26 PM)
He picked up some of the wicked looking tools that were sharp and backpacked them, folks kept asking for weapons after all. Then rolled his eyes at Melvin and sighed, his muttering continuing but with attitude as he went back over to see what he could do for the sluagh.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:28:21 PM)
She stood there dumbly, holding her loaded crossbow in both hands, scanning the theatre for signs of hidden passageways that could let someone in aside from the obvious entrances.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:28:25 PM)
*rhys would help the poor woman*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:28:27 PM)
Albel finally shrugged in a 'can't do anything' sort of way, then with his claws he cut the word 'stairs' in the stretchers mattress. Walking to find some.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:29:43 PM)
*She shriveled even further before their eyes. shrinking down to the size of a small child before the death rattle finally sounded*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:30:56 PM)
*rhys tried to comfort her*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:31:01 PM)
*as she die*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:31:26 PM)
*If it got through to her, Rhys would never know*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:33:14 PM)
*Another door led out of the prep room, and into another long hall. It was a straightaway, and up ahead a ways......well the floor simply ended. There was nothing but darkness beyond*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:33:58 PM)
*rhys quickly, cut some of the woman's hair, tucking it into her pocket and hurried after the others*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:34:04 PM)
He picked up a piece of something on the floor and tossed it into the darkness. (He doesn't have magic missle so he has to improvise.)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:34:25 PM)
[Pyretics! me wants]
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:34:46 PM)
*It sailed a while before falling into the black. Silence.....silence.....silence.....splash!*
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:35:42 PM)
*HE shrugged some more* Where are those motherfucks?
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:36:31 PM)
She follows the boys to the dark hall, peering into the darkness with eyes suited to the darkest tunnels.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:36:35 PM)
((i has pyretics))
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:37:40 PM)
*Lior saw another bit of ruined hallway far off in the dark, much too far to reach. Below her vision was marred by still and dark water*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:38:24 PM)
He was still muttering as he watched the darkness in irritation. (I kenning the dark water?)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:38:40 PM)
(Diff 6)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:38:59 PM)
(1 succ)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:39:35 PM)
*There was glamour there, but then this was the dreaming.....and glamour was in everything*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:39:56 PM)
She mutters curses to herself, scowling at the distant hall. "Need a boat or bridge."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:40:09 PM)
His muttering was starting to sound angry...he dug for his lighter to see if it would work.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:40:44 PM)
*Mundane items? Hey, where did those go?*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:41:03 PM)
His muttering certainly was angry...
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:42:03 PM)
He finally shrugged and motioned toward everyone then down at the dark water.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:42:51 PM)
*HE shrugged some* More water..
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:43:10 PM)
He rolled his eyes and made a diving motion, pointing at them and the water again.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:43:54 PM)
She points across the darkness. "There's more hall."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:44:24 PM)
He looks where Lior's pointing, can he see the hall?
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:44:34 PM)
" shouldn't we make a light?"
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:44:49 PM)
*she danced in place a bit*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:44:52 PM)
*Albel saw jack and shit out there*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:45:14 PM)
He eyed Lior skeptically then narrowed his eyes on Rhys, giving a slow nod.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:45:45 PM)
((ok making a light i'd use pryotics yes?))
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:46:06 PM)
(You need pyretics 2 for light)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:47:13 PM)
[Or Primal 2- fire! heh]
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:47:29 PM)
(or ledg 3.. with nature... 5.. :P )
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:47:35 PM)
((blah only have them at 1 each))
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Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:49:14 PM)
*shugs*" not today pottet"
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:50:02 PM)
Albel looked around the hall, gathering a small bit of cloth and a leg of some piece of furniture, digging back out the tools from his backpack and slamming them together to make a spark.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:50:24 PM)
She shakes her head and looks to Albel. "Are you reading in my head?"
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:51:38 PM)
He was still muttering, and grinned to Lior, the sparks helping him to make a torch...it was shoddy but he lifted it carefully to get a look around.
Cold Water (Jan 20, 2011 9:51:43 PM)
Then, rather without warning, each and everyone one of the fae had a change of perspective. They were on their backs in some of the patient chambers. They were floating, immersed in freezing water up to the edges of their faces. The lights were out, no one was present, all that could be heard was the beeping of the respirator machines and the air moving through the masks over their faces as they floated on their backs. Then a dim, pale light illuminated the forms of lanky, blank-faced doctors hidden behind reflective glasses and white surgical masks. Over the next time that felt like ages, the doctors leaned in and operated on them, removing every single organ from their bodies as they lay there, unable to do anything from the paralyzing effect of the water on them. Then the organs were replaced with expertly done sutures, showing no signs of the intrusions, and the doctors left as the clock struck 3 am. Then another night came, and it happened again, and again, and again, the 'patients' growing weaker with
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:51:43 PM)
*whiskey huffed*" i canna waste my breath, specially if there is going to be a fight"
Cold Water (Jan 20, 2011 9:51:58 PM)
each passing day, until the fae all 'woke' with a start, back where they were, only moments having passed.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:53:06 PM)
Albel jumped a bit, claws clacking without the same gentle sounds they usually held when he rubbed them together. Crimson eyes narrowed in irritation...then he realized it broke his muttering..."Mother FUCKER!"
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 9:53:06 PM)
*that made rhys move and cling to mel*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:54:36 PM)
*Albel got a quick glimpse of another ruined hallway, far off in the darkness before his torch blinked out*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 9:54:49 PM)
She was stunned, gasping and letting out a string of particularly unpleasant sounding curses when she came back to herself.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:55:30 PM)
"Stupid fuck sonsabitch pussy mother fuckers..." He muttered. (Stuff dry in the theater?)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 9:55:51 PM)
(Yes, the theatre was well maintained)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:56:31 PM)
He stalks back to the theater and starts busting up one of the chairs to use as a better light source. Mostly he seemd to be glad to be breaking something.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 9:56:58 PM)
*He just nodded to what delan said, adding a few more curses to the list, and just shook his head*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:59:42 PM)
Albel kicks and rips and claws, and chews a bit too, to make a bunch of torches, handing everyone a couple. "Here, stupid cunt bitch thinks they're gonna fuck with my head and I ain't gonna stick both my gauntlets in for the drinking...who the fuck has hopscotch?"
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 9:59:59 PM)
(wayfare 1)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:00:45 PM)
She looks over to Albel and nods slightly, looking perplexed.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:00:47 PM)
" i don't i don't"*riasing her hand*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:02:23 PM)
He nodded. "Good. We might need it to get over to the other hallway." He picked up his own torch and etched the image of a fire at it's tip with his claws. (bunk?)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:02:38 PM)
"Why doesn't the fox just fly?"
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:02:56 PM)
(1)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:03:00 PM)
(wanna pull to 2 succ if I get more...) He shrugged. "Fly then."
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:03:56 PM)
She gives Rhys a look. "Those aren't just for show, are they?"
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:04:08 PM)
" of course they are!
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:04:08 PM)
(2 succ)
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:04:38 PM)
(can i fly in the dreaming? i mean i bought them as useable wings..))
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:05:02 PM)
*Another fire sparked to life, illuminating the empty space once again*(Yes, the merit form of wings allows for flight in the dreaming)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:06:17 PM)
He used the first torch, to light one of Rhys' and nodded across the way. "Well, scout out for us, we don't know if thats anything more than the exit." He meanwhile was trying to see if there were any caves or paths below them in the darkness.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:06:47 PM)
*well she flapped her wings going up*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:07:34 PM)
* she looked around and then flew over the water, with whisky, her dragon at her side*
Cold Water (Jan 20, 2011 10:07:35 PM)
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Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:08:23 PM)
*It was a straight drop into the black waters, slick walls all the way down. Rhys got airborne, clearing the chasm with ease. The other bit of hall stretched on for a few hundred feet before she came to a second, even longer stretch of empty black space over water*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:08:57 PM)
(Nix the pet Rhys, it needs Traverse Dreaming to be here)
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:10:04 PM)
((oh? eeepp))
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:11:11 PM)
*well she would fly over the next bit, looking to see if there was anything around father in, also listening with her ears as she flew*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:11:40 PM)
*As she got partway across, the torch blinked out and she was all alone in the dark*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:12:43 PM)
"Well that can't be fucking good." He commented as the pooka's torch vanished.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:13:01 PM)
(Rhys, give me a dex/ath roll diff 8)
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 10:13:18 PM)
Hm.. nope not fucking at all
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:14:09 PM)
((botch>>)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:14:34 PM)
"Well, there's another way we didn't hit back at the beginning." He commented with a sigh.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:15:53 PM)
*She lost her bearings in the dark and took a random turn that just so happened to be into a stalagmite hanging down from the ceiling. It would seem the hall had given way to natural cavern again*(Soak 2 bashing)
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:16:30 PM)
((stam roll?))
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:16:33 PM)
"Russet!?" He called after the pooka.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:16:34 PM)
(Yep)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:16:45 PM)
"She flew into a rock."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:17:21 PM)
"She seem okay?"
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:17:42 PM)
((botch again))
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:18:32 PM)
*She hit with an audible thud that echoed back down the hall, and the impact caused her wings to seize up. Down she spiraled, down into the dark.....freezing.....water*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:18:45 PM)
"You aren't really asking, because being a dummkopf is not okay..."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:19:52 PM)
"I didn't mean in a mental way strings." He put his hands up to his mouth, calling after her. "Russet, get your ass back here."
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:20:18 PM)
*she would be coughing and would try to swim back to the others*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:20:35 PM)
"Maybe make a raft for the water?" She glances back toward the theatre.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:21:37 PM)
"Far as we know it doesn't actually go anywhere, I'd rather go back and check out the the path we didn't at the beginning before river rafting."
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:21:38 PM)
*The water was still, and easy to navigate. Luckily the others calling out was a good guide in the darkness. The water temperature however, it was leeching the warmth out of your blood*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:22:28 PM)
"Can you see her? Hopscotch her ass up here."
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:22:32 PM)
*she swim as fast as she could, coughing*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:23:35 PM)
*She was able to get back to the others, but there was still a fourty foot gap between the water and the hallway, and wings don't work well in water*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:24:05 PM)
She peers out into the darkness, but seeing as the pook wasn't drowning she leaves her to return on her own.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:24:20 PM)
"Well?"
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:24:44 PM)
*shivering she got out and quickly started to shake out her wings*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:25:07 PM)
The redcap obviously couldn't see that well
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:25:41 PM)
"She's shaking out, maybe she doesn't need help?"
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:25:57 PM)
*She could climb her way up the rocky crag enough to free her wings and launch back up*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:26:18 PM)
He sighed. "Damn no mundane shit...I could use a cigarette after this bullshit..."
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 10:26:51 PM)
Dude wait.. let me try something first.. before we give up *He laughed somewhat* Cause I am fucking awesome like that..
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:27:24 PM)
*she quickly flew over, shivering, and still very very wet*" lots and lots of nommies rocks to eat"
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:27:50 PM)
"In your head, maybe."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:27:59 PM)
"Well I still wanna go back and check out the other path so come on."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:28:27 PM)
"And we need to bring Strings into the motley, she's fucking hilarious."
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:28:28 PM)
(Rhys, stamina roll diff 6)
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:28:29 PM)
*the poor pooka looked lke a drowned rat*
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 10:29:04 PM)
I know.. well.. if we still need to come this way I might hav a solution... well yeah
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:29:09 PM)
((2 suxxes))
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:29:26 PM)
" motley?"
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:29:58 PM)
*Wet fur was no fun, but the Pooka was resilient*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:30:14 PM)
"either way, lets go back up to dryer ground for now. We can come back." He nodded back toward the theater and stomped that way grumpily. "You can pick up the cloak there Russet, might make you warmer."
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:31:05 PM)
*she picked up the cloak and followed listening still and grooming her fur*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:31:40 PM)
Albel got more quiet as they headed back to the starting point they hadn't entered yet, he was angry but still cautious. Taking the path they hadn't previously.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:32:48 PM)
She keeps along with the group, uncertain and confused, but keeping it to a minimal muttering under her breath.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:35:01 PM)
*The other hallway ended with another set of double doors. These took them outside....at least it had looked that way at first. A naturally lit courtyard was your first impression, but there was a ceiling here and it was somehow mimicing sunlight*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:35:49 PM)
He blinked some against the sunlight after coming from the dark below. "Well this isn't any closer to the source..." He waited for his eyes to adjust before looking for another door.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:37:34 PM)
*There may have once been another doorway here, but the vegitation had grown out of control, covering an entire wall in thick brambles. The rest of the courtyard was neatly trimmed, and a well sat off in the western corner*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:38:27 PM)
He eyed the branches in a way like he wanted to cut the hell out of them, but went to look at the well first instead.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:39:17 PM)
She squints as she steps out into the light, frowning as her eyes adjusted.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:39:30 PM)
"Where the fuck did they all go? They probably woke up the big bad, whatever the hell that was...and got ate by it...serves the fuckers right."
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:39:53 PM)
*Bone dry down there. The tunnel widened signifigantly about a third of the way down. Enough for them to drop down without getting stuck*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:40:42 PM)
"Okay...well...the well..." He frowned at how stupid that sounded. "Seems to be another path..." (Is there rope to climb with?)
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 10:40:53 PM)
Seriously.. Why wouldn't I be suprised if that kid back there had a Chestburster inside
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:41:09 PM)
(No, but there are hand/footholds in the stone)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:41:42 PM)
(works for me) Albel climbed in and started down, he was steadily looking more and more pissed the more they wandered.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:42:40 PM)
(dex/ath diff 6 for everyone to climb down safely)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:43:28 PM)
(2 succ)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:43:38 PM)
(can I 'scent' the sluagh I bit?)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:43:52 PM)
(She's down there somewhere, for damn sure)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:44:28 PM)
Albel looked around the tunnel curiously and got outta the way in case someone else fell.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:44:42 PM)
(92 suxxes))
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:44:43 PM)
[01/20/11 22:44:26 Lior Axel rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 6 to athletics: 6, 8, 4, 7, 10, 3 : 4 successes
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:44:53 PM)
(2 blah))
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 10:45:38 PM)
(1 sux)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:46:04 PM)
She had little trouble finding toe and finger holds, scrambling down the inside of the well like a demented little monkey.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:46:16 PM)
*They had no trouble getting to the bottom. The tunnel was natural and it headed off one way. For everyone except Lior, it was pitch black*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:46:42 PM)
"You need to invent a fuckin' flashlight Snowflake."
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:46:57 PM)
*The Nocker could see it take a right turn up a ways*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:47:24 PM)
*was still listening and cleaning her fur*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:47:30 PM)
"Do you trust me?" She reaches over to slip a hand in Albel's, her crossbow once more in her other hand.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:48:02 PM)
He froze some when Lior took his hand and frowned. "Not much damn choice, we don't wanna waste our other torches."
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:49:29 PM)
(Alright folks, from this point onward things are going to take a turn for the black dog. If anyone wishes to back out, now is the time)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:49:52 PM)
"We're fucked, either way." She mutters and looks to Mel. "Take a hand, and come. If something happens, I need you at my back."
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:49:54 PM)
((i'm fine ))
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:50:00 PM)
Muttering. "God damn sneaky fuck super senses sluagh, I need to buy me a fucking blowhorn to use whenever one walks around, blow up there fucking eardrums stupid cunt emo fuck wannabes..."
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 10:50:19 PM)
*she put her hands on mel's shoulders*
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 10:50:53 PM)
Flashbangs.. I tell you flashbangs.. *ANd he would not to Lior*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:52:13 PM)
"When we get some saltpeter." She mutters and starts to pull Albel along. "It goes right soon."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:52:59 PM)
He nodded, following after the nocker and thinking of various bunks for various arts as they walk.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:56:37 PM)
When they get to the turn, she halts the group, peering around the corner with her crossbow lifted toward whatever was down the way.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 10:56:41 PM)
*Lior took them down the tunnel and around the bend. It was another long straightaway, but still wide enough for them to move without much difficulty. Part of the way through it happened again, just as suddenly before. Time and space flickered out and they were strapped to hospital beds by bands that would not be moved, or even chewed through. There were others strapped down in this strange community ward, and they screamed in tones of bitter agony and unintelligable horror. The majority of them were being raped by the masked doctors. Tied down and spread with stirrups. Those fortuneate enough to be up next were left to watch the show.........and they were back in the dark*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 10:58:54 PM)
Long pause, he was gripping Lior's poor hand...then quietly. "Mother worthless piss fucks...I need to find and stab it until it ceases to move, then for a while after..." Yeah, the redcap was certainly unhappy.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 10:59:29 PM)
[So glad my hubby doesn't read my RP, he just got home and that would just confound his poor little brain.]
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:00:27 PM)
*rhys whimpered, the poor little innonce feenec fox girl, wrapping her wings arond herself and mel*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:01:40 PM)
She mutters something under her breath, though she seems to handle herself admirably for the horror of it. She gives Albel's hand a little squeeze, glancing to him with a nod before taking stock of their surroundings again.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:01:47 PM)
Make them eat their legs and shit before you beat them to death with their own arms?
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:02:27 PM)
"Rape em with my girls." His dark voice promised pain to whatever he pointed his fists at next, that was certain.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:04:45 PM)
*Once Lior had recovered enough to start guiding them again, it was easy going for another indeterminate stretch of time. As they went further, they could feel glamour flowing under their feet. It was a strong and steady current that was moving deeper into the tunnels. This glamour felt untamed and brimming with possibility, not at all a match for the horrid visions*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:06:02 PM)
The energy just had him more ready and willing to put various medical instruments or other pointy metal objects in his enemies eyes, claws tinking together as he followed the nockers guidance, starting to mutter to himself again.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:06:29 PM)
(Everyone give me a banality roll, diff 6)
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:07:02 PM)
(failed)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:07:03 PM)
[01/20/11 23:06:46 Lior Axel rolls 3 dice vs. diff of 6 to banality: 8, 3, 4 : 1 successes
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:07:04 PM)
(3 succ)
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:07:10 PM)
((what we roll?"))
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:07:12 PM)
(albel's a banal guy :( )
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:07:18 PM)
[Banality]
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:07:58 PM)
(Rhys is a wilder, so that's a pool of 3)
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:08:09 PM)
((2 suxxes))
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:10:09 PM)
*They could feel glamour surging all around them as they carried on, and the natural defense of the mortal shell reacted. For those whose banality held out, it was simply a heatwave that passed quickly. For Melvin, it was a twinge in the brain and the entire world was suddenly painted blue*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:11:23 PM)
Albel was perhaps already paranoid what with all the visions, but he even looked around after the heatwave passed...trying to see in the darkness, even if the attempts were in vein.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:12:17 PM)
*The tunnel veered left up ahead, and the glamour current in the floor followed suit*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:13:13 PM)
"Left." She mutters, wishing she had some means of reading the omens, or at least understanding what they were up against.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:13:24 PM)
Mmhh.. so much better than... coke *He grinned brightly and just looked arround curiously*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:13:58 PM)
He would have given Melvin a odd stare but that was earned by the general direction of his voice. Instead still following the nocker.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:14:42 PM)
*Another span of tunnel and....hey look, a familiar landmark. They were back at the river......just how long did this fucking thing run anyway?*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:15:47 PM)
"We've reached the Styx again."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:16:01 PM)
"Fuck...snowflake, what were you gonna do before?"
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:16:37 PM)
the 'do it now' part of the statement was implied.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:18:18 PM)
*The glamour current certainly made sense now. The river wound its way downward, further into the earth. The banks sloped sharply, and the fast moving water made them slick. It was waterslide, or rockslide to continue on*
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:19:55 PM)
Me do what..? *He giggled and rubbed his face* Oh yeah.. I wanted to make a boat..
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:20:29 PM)
"Snort the glamour cookies later...boat now."
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:21:42 PM)
*He nodded slightly* Do you have a sheet of paper?
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:21:56 PM)
"No."
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:22:08 PM)
Any of you?
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:23:22 PM)
*shakes her head*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:23:58 PM)
She digs through her pockets for her notebook where she kept ideas, but it was just a mundane thing so wasn't there.
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:24:27 PM)
"would cloth work? You could use the cloak." He suggested.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:29:07 PM)
*hands mel the cloak&
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:32:41 PM)
*This time it was purely an auditory hallucination. A chorus of voices chanting softly at first, but with rising pitch throughout* "Horrors rising from the deep, seeds they've sewn to finally reap. Into the depths you must creep, if you'd lull them back to sleep" *It repeated several more times before the voices simply no longer sounded*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:33:10 PM)
"Oh yeah, that's faith inspiring asshole." Muttered.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:34:11 PM)
*He nodded some* Any of you got some wood and a knife atleast?
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:34:20 PM)
((ok reminded me of fatal frame sleeping priestess song))
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:34:41 PM)
(Fatal Frame ftw)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:34:57 PM)
He digs out one of the surgical tools and smacks Melvin in the chest with it in the darkness. "You have wood."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:35:27 PM)
(I knew those sugical tools would be useful)
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:35:36 PM)
( I just had 4 words going through my head.. Ia Ia Cthulhoo Fhtagn!)
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:37:32 PM)
"Whatchamagootchit." She mutters.
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:38:47 PM)
Can you carve me a tiny boat out of some wood?
Faith King (Jan 20, 2011 11:39:35 PM)
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Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:39:40 PM)
"Do you really think I can fucking whittle...do I even seem like someone that does that shit?"
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:40:23 PM)
I don't mean you.. I mean Strings
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:40:36 PM)
"Good."
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:41:36 PM)
She shakes her head and takes a moment to carve out a boat.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:42:43 PM)
[01/20/11 23:41:58 Lior Axel rolls 7 dice vs. diff of 6 to crafting: 7, 3, 6, 7, 8, 1, 2 : 3 successes +3= 6, if anyone cares how awesome the little boat is]
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:42:56 PM)
(can't see it)
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:43:32 PM)
(That quality is worth a 4 point bunk)
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:44:02 PM)
(whee!)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:46:46 PM)
Albel went back to muttering to himself.
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:47:33 PM)
When she had done a fair job of it, she hands Mel the carving and tucks away her multi-tool.
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:47:41 PM)
*Melvin's glamour spun itself into a larger clone of the wooden boat. The details weren't a perfect match, but it could hold them*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:48:23 PM)
*It was just a matter of pushing it into the river and hopping on*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:48:51 PM)
(raft size, just enough to hold everyone if they pack on)
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:49:19 PM)
Albel will do as directed, what with the not seeing well sorta thing.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:49:26 PM)
((could make myself smaller))
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:49:34 PM)
Lior get in front.. all of you others.. uhm.. get something to paddle.. and well I shall be our most epic captain..
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:49:51 PM)
(You need to be alone to shapeshift)
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:50:00 PM)
"got a mast? i can try pushing.."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:50:30 PM)
Albel felt out, finding the boat and moving up to help with the front of it...bracing himself to push when folks were ready.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:50:34 PM)
((that's just a run back up the stairs..))
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:51:31 PM)
*The current was fast moving, and the way was nothing if not dangerous. It was easy enough to get the boat into the water and scramble on from where they were*
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:51:42 PM)
*grabbed something to paddle with if there was something, sittting in the back becuase of wings*
Adversarius (Jan 20, 2011 11:52:11 PM)
*There was nothing in the cavern to use*
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:52:11 PM)
Albel was back to muttering constantly, holding onto the boat in case they hit something he couldn't see.
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:53:23 PM)
" um"
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:53:41 PM)
Lior sat at the front of the raft and peers out into the darkness. "Foxy, you have a tail and wings? You can be the rudder."
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:54:00 PM)
WEll aint it perfect *He chuckled* Hm.. we got to get us moving somehow
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:54:44 PM)
"If there's a mast you can tie up the cloak and make a sail...then summon some wind with Eldrich Prime."
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:55:11 PM)
" or blow really hard"
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:55:31 PM)
"Make yourself useful and flap."
Delan ‘Albel’ Marshall (Jan 20, 2011 11:55:50 PM)
"We really gotta adopt Strings."
Melvin Thatcher (Jan 20, 2011 11:56:04 PM)
We do *He chuckled*
Lior Axel (Jan 20, 2011 11:56:22 PM)
[Why the hell is Phineas and Ferb on at midnight?]
Rhys (Jan 20, 2011 11:58:31 PM)
*streached out her poor wings*