Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:04:15 PM)
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Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:04:20 PM)
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Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:04:26 PM)
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Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:04:49 PM)
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Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:05:48 PM)
*Saffron drove out from the city with her special passenger, her car as warded as she could make it for the trip. She already had studied road maps, "street-views" and other directions to find the exact location described by Craig.*
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:05:48 PM)
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Tohunga (Mar 9, 2011 11:06:41 PM)
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Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:06:43 PM)
*Cypress and Magnolia trees lined black, brackish water. fifty years ago this was denser, but the years of wear on the intercoastal waterway had worn at the bayous, so they were able to see the occasional star or cloud through the canopy overhead as the pontoon boat slid silently through the water. Ahead of them lights illuminated the thickets and boles of trees as Crig guided the boat towards a GPS coordinate - a "camp" - not much more than an old cabin on a dry spot of land out there, no power but a generator to be had - and quite off the beaten path. A good place to work magick....*
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:08:32 PM)
Pa's cataracted eyes watch the way they drive, over the last few days he has been altogether quiet, as though a heavy burden rests upon him. Part of him understands that this must be done yet he seems to dread it, knowing that whatever they dig up has likely been buried for a very good reason. "I do hope you and your friends will cope with what is about to hit them, this may be a night you too may wish to forget."
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:08:54 PM)
She came out to meet the rest, looking around, dressed down from usual in just jeans and a t-shirt but still with the blue hair of course.
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:09:12 PM)
(oh, I have not mentioned it but elements of this scene could become very black dog, if this is at all an issue with you, then I would suggest not joining in. Some of what is to be uncovered is not very pleasant)
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:09:27 PM)
*looked to Pa* Do we have a choice. If we do, I do not see the better option.
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:09:42 PM)
if the assembled wilworkers aren't up to the task, then... there is little hope for the future. I don't think it's that we want to pa... it's that... we all know what we *must* do... at least, I believe this to be true.
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:09:43 PM)
*Iz is plunked down on a stool, methodically polishing her gun with a blitz cloth as she waits*
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:10:07 PM)
" mi'll be fine pa..."*she had her googles over her eyes*
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:10:47 PM)
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Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:10:50 PM)
I don't think Pa is the enemy here.
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:11:03 PM)
*Saffron started by taking out her monocle and tape measure, her mohgany wand, using all three in tandem to weave a banning ward on the cabin, specifically (and she knew this was a longshot to actually work, but she'd try it)... to add a ban on Primium in the ward.*
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:11:11 PM)
Nor do I.
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:11:33 PM)
((did I misread? Pa is in w/Saffron in car, we're waiting for him to arrive?))
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:11:50 PM)
(Saffron probably drove Pa to the boat. Pa was staying with SAff)
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:11:59 PM)
((ok))
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:12:09 PM)
Eve waits, watching others at work curiously.
Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:12:30 PM)
*She glances to those there, her duffel bag at her feet, she took the katana out to check it over carefully*
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:12:33 PM)
"Perhaps ..." Pa takes in a deep breath, the man who appears to be well past his nineties has a touch of determination to him as he makes his way slowly through the camp towards the building, he will graciously accept the help of the others - but theres a glint of resignation that tonight truths will be revealed - one way or another.
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:12:38 PM)
*Once they were in the cabin of course, Craig went about nosing about. This place was basically an open frame and rafters covered with plywood and paneling and corrugated tin. The windows were just mesh. It was little more than a roof and mosquito netting, but then, it's a bayou camp... not a resort...*
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:13:48 PM)
*pandora was dressed warmly and for the weather, sweatshist, blue jeans. she carried frist aid things along with her mage tools*
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:14:20 PM)
If no one else was helping Eve would help Pa walk, giving a arm or shoulder as needed.
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:14:53 PM)
*She tucks the revovler back in its holster, but doesn't snap the strap back into place over it*
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:16:05 PM)
::Marcus would look with distate at the surroundings and hoping he doesnt get mud or anything else buried in the circuit boards of his devices. Pulling out Tasha has starts to activate an app that will show modify her blue tooth settings to read ambient magic in the area::
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:17:07 PM)
*craig finally turned around* Chandi, do you wish to lead the ritual in this case?
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:17:22 PM)
" ritual?"
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:17:24 PM)
"Somewhere to sit if you would be a dear? It is good to see you again Isabel, I trust you are feeling well." Smiling to her as though she might be his own grandchild before that look is drawn back to the task at hand and several might see fear flicker across his features, his jaw trembling before he catches himself and works to calm his mind again.
Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:18:00 PM)
* she hands him her seat, and moves to a corner and looks around the area*
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:18:10 PM)
*pan seeing pa upset, walked over and gave him a gentle hug*
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:18:25 PM)
Feeling well enough, Pa. Here to keep an eye on things - you know I don't like seeing anyone get hurt.
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:18:29 PM)
(1x on the ward) *Saffron finally seemed satsified and returend to the center near Craig and Marcus, looking to join the ritual but knowing she wasn't going to spearhead it.*
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:18:39 PM)
Eve pats the mans hand. "Any songs that help calm you down Pa?" Speaking softly.
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:18:47 PM)
" what ritual is happening?"
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:19:47 PM)
Well, Pandora... Pa is suspicious, as are myself and Saffron and chandi among others, that part of his past has been... forcibly suppressed...
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:19:55 PM)
(2 sux to watch the weaving)
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:19:58 PM)
So we're trying to find out what it is he's been kept from remembering.
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:20:09 PM)
"Songs ... child, I think you will see that some times are just not appropriate for song. I wish I was wrong but I have a terrible feeling about all of this..." Joints growning and clicking as he lowers himself into the seat.
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:20:56 PM)
" oh yes right... sorry got 20 differnt things on my mind..."
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:21:05 PM)
Those who cannot aid in the ritual are asked to watch the area, and watch over us. Let us know if we must stop due to external dangers. It is possible this effort will set off Entropic alarms. This may not be entirely safe.
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:21:29 PM)
"I think sir, she was hoping to help you relax slightly. As the task ahead of us will be difficult to begin with. By calming one level of your mind or your thoughts that would effectively remove one barrior."
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:21:37 PM)
" well how are we going about this?"
Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:22:11 PM)
*quietly* I will stand guard
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:22:45 PM)
Okay. Chandi, I would have you stand guard but use mind magick to keep myself and pa warded... in case there's some mental alarm that goes off?
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:22:49 PM)
"I can only determine that you have minds I cant enter them so I will also be watcing with Craig."
Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:23:09 PM)
* She nods to craig*
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:23:29 PM)
*He nodded to Marcus* Markus, if you and Eve would keep an eye out around us on the surrounding swamps? in case someone tries to... get in here or comes screaming down our backs?
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:23:30 PM)
She smiled and patted his hands, sitting nearby and considering. Singing lowly not wanting to interrupt others but attempting to calm Pa down a bit.
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:23:34 PM)
((this mind magic alone? or we need life too?))
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:24:07 PM)
" well i'll at the very least keep an eye on life signs...."
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:24:09 PM)
(this is all about digging at memories, so its mind)
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:24:31 PM)
Craig> I can aid by helping parse traps alarms and verify your path as you go, if you would like? Essentially, to follow and verify behind your lead?
Janelle Timberland (Mar 9, 2011 11:24:48 PM)
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Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:24:58 PM)
I'm watching. *She stands, and lights a cigarette before casting a wary eye out over the brackish water*
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:24:59 PM)
"That would require me to break Saffrons ward."
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:25:31 PM)
"But I do have eough maps of the area that I can watch outside."
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:25:55 PM)
You may do so, if it aids in your task.
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:26:44 PM)
*pandora pulled out her temoniter.*" i can also keep an eye on the spirit world.."
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:26:52 PM)
She sang the song beautifully, but to no real mystical effect beyond that of her own lovely voice.
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:27:10 PM)
*began fixing her hair back into a bun to keep it out of her way, off her mind. To focus. She pulled out a brass rod with a small hook on one end, held it left handed and looked to Craig, ready.*
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:27:16 PM)
::Moves to find a post he can lean against for support and sits on the floor propping up his lap top and pulling up maps of the area both from Google and from what he had from walking in::
Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:28:19 PM)
*she wraps her prayer beads around one hand, her braid down her back, and a look that says playtime is over its time to get to work*
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:28:26 PM)
*Craig went about preparing, sweeping the floor boards, and slowly marking out a circle with Chinese Hanji, a drawn out process that took him several minutes before he asked Pa to sit in the center where a chair was placed.... then Craig began to reallly write his calligraphy, this was some deep, complex ritual mysticism, as Craig slowly and elaborately drew out spiraling rows of characters, allllll marks of the past and hidden truths....*
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:29:17 PM)
::while the maps are loading he connects his Glasses to his laptop as well and does a few schematic changes on it to act as a filter from what he will percieve on his computer.::
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:29:23 PM)
Pa looks between all the magi present. "Whatever happens today, whatever we find, whatever secrets are brought out, remember that this is only a memory. No matter how powerful or terrible it may be. We will come out the other side of this. Be strong." His jaw trembles again but he nods to Eve, despite his words, perhaps her song giving him the ability to help them, to give them his words.
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:29:28 PM)
*sat cross legged facing Pa, opposite Craig. She placed all her tools in the folds of her skirt, basined over her bent knees. Saffron followed Craig's lead for ritual mannerisms.*
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:30:26 PM)
*pandora pulled out some medical supplies, to help her keep track of life signs and other things in case thigs went bad*
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:30:39 PM)
She smiled lightly and continued to hum a light tune, glancing at other peoples preperations as she kept a quiet melody.
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:30:53 PM)
*hearing Pa's remarks* I will also make an effort to keep memories from backflooding us, becoming our reality, that we do not lose ourselves in the memoryscape.
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:31:57 PM)
*She paces the room, letting the mages work and keeping her sense on edge*
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:34:11 PM)
(okay. This is ritual, so rolling arete at dif 6 modified for the stregths of the wards I'm attempting to work against, anyone helping is rolling with me, yes?)
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:35:56 PM)
::Tasha keeps a low running commentary on the levels of magics in the area keeping a running list of icons on her screen as if this was a WOW game and tracking all the buffs::
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:36:03 PM)
(indeed, roll away and start to combine successes for me. Some rp posts for your ic work to go with the dice :) )
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:36:45 PM)
(fail, (no both) 1 sux, 2 sux, that's the first 3 hours worth of roll.s)
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:37:23 PM)
::Pulls out a can of nos::
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Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:37:56 PM)
(going on the 3 rolls in 3 hours: 1 succ, 2 succ, 1 succ)
Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:38:58 PM)
*Seeing the guarding was seen to she kneeled, chanting softly in hindu, willing her self to aid to effort* ( failed. 3suxx and 2 suxx )
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:39:18 PM)
*Saffron's lobotomy hook danced in her fingers as if she were sorting layers and rows of thread, pulling things aside, sorting and grouping. It rode up and down before her as she inspected things for tampering, specifically for deceptions and dangers hiding in the weave but also staying out of Craig's way. As she saw groups of memory threads exceeding safer levels for interaction, she tried to split them up and keep it all from overwhelming them.*
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:39:34 PM)
Eve kept on with steady music of varied styles, used to singing for long periods of time, always lighter, calmer things, some related to memory to keep with theme.
Keith Conway (Mar 9, 2011 11:40:40 PM)
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Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:41:19 PM)
*In his mind's Eye craig was slowly, gently pushing through the hazy layers of Pa's mind, the brush flowing... every now and then it was stop, a rather hesitant moment as something felt... wrong... and waver before a new character took form, some little hurdle overcome, some forgotten fact unburried as he looked for the underlying truths...*
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:41:33 PM)
Time seems to drag out as the mages work on Pa's mind, whatever is within has been blocked with more than simply time. Its like theres a "no way" road sign blocking a specific part of him, its deep, old and very calcified. For the others who watch, the beads of sweat which drip off Pa's skin show just how much its effecting him. Saffron herself is finding herself struggling to keep both effects up - to protect them from what will come. It is going to take only pure focus to get through this. Gazing around at them with his cataracted eyes, he lets out a breath. His hands shaking as he holds them upon his knees, struggling with himself and that he's letting the magi of the city do such to him. But those that look closely see his jaw tighten with a show of inner strength and determination that might make any who notice it mildly impressed by his demeanor, like a grandpa many might have lost by now and yet far more than that.
Chandi Gilroy (Mar 9, 2011 11:43:51 PM)
*she felt the will that was craigs magic,she added her own to it, building on what he had started, helping him push past what blocks they could pass, her chanting never stoping*
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Ravnos OOC (Mar 9, 2011 11:44:33 PM)
marcus is ghosting
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:44:36 PM)
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Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:44:56 PM)
*Craig worked deep into the night, not stopping. The floor had taken on a sheen as calligraphy swoll, his focus razor sharp and unwavering. he worked for a looong time - it was enough writing to make a damn book... (2 sux, 3 sux, 3 sux, that takes us to at least midnight and beyond I think.)
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Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:45:07 PM)
(ty)
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:45:53 PM)
*Saffrons hand was working more quickly and she seemed burdened by her effort. No sooner pulling one thing aside, going back over in front of herself after another. Then occasionally having to go side to side, dividing building realities of the innermost memory, trying to keep them from filling her own mind, and Craig's, with their own stuff.*
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:47:04 PM)
::as they work Marcus pauses and pulls out another device a smal dig camera and tripod and sets it up as well to record the physical and anything that might be said and missed::
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:47:45 PM)
As the ritual draws closer to fruitition those not actively involved but there for protection are struck by items starting to move of their own mind, any small piece of decoration is starting to move about as if possessed, were it not for the ritual going on, such might've been called poltergeist activity. The temperature of the room starts to cool noticably and breaths exiting peoples mouths starts to waft. Creepy sensations of being watched compound with starting to appreciate what someone walking across your own grave truly feels like. Shadows flicker and move but yet people can never quite settle upon them. Pa's form starting to shudder and twist a little as though his mind, his very body is fighting with what is happening.
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:49:00 PM)
*She tugs on her jacket, and idly pushes down a few stray pieces of bric-a-brac*
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:49:27 PM)
::Shivers:: "If anyone has spirit please make sure we havent angered any?"
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:50:02 PM)
" no spirits are around"
Pandora Smith (Mar 9, 2011 11:50:19 PM)
" i have myspirit sight up"
Evelyn ‘Eve’ Spare (Mar 9, 2011 11:50:46 PM)
She stayed close to the older man to catch him if he moved, still singing lowly though glancing around with a frown.
Marcus Anderson (Mar 9, 2011 11:51:46 PM)
::nods:: "This is starting to feel like a nightflyers scene."
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:52:29 PM)
*Craig had worked his way around the circle no less than 13 times when he came back around and stopped, directly in front of Pa... and froze....* .... Qi .... it is done.... *he dropped the brush and made one huge mark, several strokes in front of pa, much larger than any other - it was a mark that meant Qi, literally Chinese for power....*
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:53:13 PM)
*already pale, Saffron's skin lost more color in the cold air, even a bit of mist from her breath for a moment as she shuddered for the temperature drop. Her hand was moving more quickly, her other hand was now involved in the effort. Whatever she was seeing in her analysis of Pa's mind it was wearing on her. Her expression had gotten distracted and faught with effort, but she was hanging in, not stopping nor complaining.*
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:53:36 PM)
Pa's eyes suddenly open wide. Staring right ahead as a look of horror falls over his face - like hes seeing something so horrendous that it has permanently scarred his mind. People might feel pity and sympathy for the old man were it not for what happens next. Those about the old mage are all effected, those involved directly with the mind ritual more so than those not. Some have their hands and arms pulled out by invisiable chains, all though have their bodies start to become mutilated and twisted as if by pure madness. Bones on some individuals break and are slowly reshaped into different forms, crab women, four legged others. Others with stomaches ripped open and intestines wrapped around their own torso, others mouths void of tongues and their lips sown crudely together. If thats not bad enough, amidst their midst appear figures who are far far worse, one african man drapes from chains, a hole from his head where grey matter occasionally drips, a stick protrudes from the hole as though someone has
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:53:55 PM)
been recently stirring - this would perhaps almost be a merciful death from the misery in the room except that the man somehow is still moaning. Trapped in an illusion like animals and victims amidst chains, they have found the memories that Pa had hidden away, perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to dig through the old mans marbles.
Pa and scene (Mar 9, 2011 11:54:28 PM)
(you are personally able to decide how you are each effected.)
Isabel Ross (Mar 9, 2011 11:56:09 PM)
*Isabel starts to cry out, but her scream is muffled as her mouth is sewn shut and her body twists and contorts beyond any control of her own*
Craig Killian (Mar 9, 2011 11:57:45 PM)
*Craig's eyes opened and his face went stony, a mask, he watched.... something horrible had happened, this man had faced down terrible things, and then he fell, his own feet seemingly severed and he unable to stand on bloody stump. He watched on his knees, vaguely away that he was crying in agony, but unable to look away. This was quiet. This was madness.... and he was too damn close to Pa's mind, he would have to revisit this later. "so this is what it feels like to lose your mind..." He thought briefly, then threw up right on the glyph he had just etched, blood and bile and vomit running down his shirt...*
Saffron Dorsey (Mar 9, 2011 11:58:22 PM)
*working frantically, her teeth gritted she finally broke. Covering her eyes with her left arm, the hook stopped moving. Her right hand moved out to grab Pa's hand nearest her. Whether her solace was for him for herself was not evident. This was so intense she didn't even know how to react to it. She just wanted it to stop. The hook in her fingers twitched as she tried in vain to severe what was flowing into her mind.*