The Zatesh Chronicles

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Ice Weasels to Hajime’s Pep Talk:

The Date to Beating Up Tracy:

Ley ODs, Hajime Parleys with a Dragon King:

The Date

Well, here’s the ‘Date’. The groups (Zatesh Squadron, Mrs Winters and the Captain, and Panther and the Mercenary meet up at a Coffee Shop near Mrs Winters embassy. They swear an Oath to:

Not to intiate any hostilites while you are here, and for three hours afterwards.
For you to do no harm to the opposing party should a third party disrupt the meeting.

Lula is not bound by this.

Group begins negotiations. Panther is rather dead set on burning Meruva to the ground, so Messiah and the Mercenary work out the Blood Debt issue. After some debate, The Merc agrees to three services, chosen by him, to be performed for Messiah. Then back to Panther, who drops this:


Panther makes an offer to join him. The group asks him to explain. Before he can respond, Tracy drives an armored truck through the window. And blows up the coffee shop.

20L/5 to everyone not in cover when the blast goes off, unblockable, undodgeable to those without perfects. Those that found cover take 10L/3.

Patrick Ducks Fate, and is unharmed.
Hajime: 1L
Ilalel: 1L
Slick: 0L
Messiah: 1L

XP at: 71

Scene 4
Everyone together!

So everyone’s together, and Patrick has something a culture shock. They get to the Lebanc Medical Center, and Piotr is obviously keeping secrets… and then the zombies arrive.

Important bit:
A sharp bang suddenly interupts the converstion. Theres a pause in the conversation for a second, followed by several muffled rapid barks. Those of you with military experience recognize it as gun fire. A second later a holographic dispay pops open, revealing a harried looking security guard. “Sir! We’re uder att-” He is cut as a loud crash shakes the building, cuasing the lights to flicker and hologram to scramble then dissapear. Piotr jumps to his feet. “Sgt. Buckly? BUCKLY!” He tap several more buttons, causing more holographic displays to appear. “Cirrus, what in Malfeas’s name did your men let loose-” “Not the time for that boss!” Cirrus’s picture appears on the screen, while a wavering line below indicates when he’s speaking. “Some nut bar drove a pair of tour buses through the gates, and the busses where full of gun weilding zombies. Then some fucker sarted throwing shipping containers filled with more zombies into the compound. And just to top it off, there’s fucking snipers in the area.” In the background, gunfire can be heard over the feed, echoing what could be heard in reality. “I’m heading down to help kill everything. Get down to the lower levels and makes sure nothing gets out. Cirrus out.” With that the feed cuts, leaving Piotr gaping like a gutted fish.

Group has split in three:
Lula, and Pat are in zombie fight.

Slick and Ley are offering computer and fire support for both teams.

Haj and Ila are with Piotr.

Session 4, Full log
Well this is quie- OH FUCK ZOMBIES

You are at the airport, on the tarmack before a small cargo plane. At the back a group of workers are finishing securing Ley’s car. A short, tennage looking young man stands by the plane, clearly waiting for the group.
[7:04:43 PM] Messiah: Messiah keeps an eye on them with the car!
[7:04:44 PM] Hajime: Hajime approaches the young man, frowning in… Tentative recognition? He seems to remember seeing him somewhere. Regardless, Thomas Linus (that is to say Hajime) approaches, a friendly if cocky smile on his lips. “Hi! You waitin’ for us?”
[7:04:58 PM] Patrick Alden: Yes.
[7:07:27 PM] Hajime: Hajime nods, and holds out his hand to shake. “Thomas Linus. You might know me under another name, but that will wait. I’m the appointed leader of this task force. I hear you’re s’pposed to join us?”
[7:07:55 PM] Patrick Alden: The young man takes the outstretched hand
[7:08:15 PM] Patrick Alden: “Yes. I was told that your group is somewhat lacking in spirit-hunters,
[7:08:36 PM] Patrick Alden: I am here to close that gap.”
[7:08:43 PM] Messiah: A delicate, long-furred blue-grey cat stalks up to the two, and starts winding around Linus’ legs.
[7:09:07 PM] Patrick Alden: “A cat?” Patrick frowns, confused
[7:09:23 PM] Patrick Alden: "I don’t think it’s supposed to be in the airport.
[7:09:25 PM] Patrick Alden: "
[7:09:52 PM] Messiah: “ExCUSE you?” The glares up at him.

“That’s Empress. She’s with us.”
[7:10:17 PM] Slick: “Careful what you have opinions on,” comes a gravely whisper from the shadows.
[7:10:18 PM | Edited 7:10:51 PM] Hajime: “…do not question the cat. Just nod and walk on by,” Haj whispers confidentially.
[7:10:51 PM] Patrick Alden: “Alright…” Patrick frowns.
[7:12:08 PM] Messiah: Messiah walks up and picks up the cat, smiling in a remarkably unpleasant way for such a pretty woman. She’s dark-skinned, with long red curly hair that covers half her face – what isn’t covered in hair is covered in scars.

“Don’t worry. She’s my co-pilot.”
[7:12:59 PM] Patrick Alden: “Oh. A familiar,” Patrick says in realization, “My apologies.I didn’t mean to cause offence.”
[7:13:24 PM] Messiah: “A what?” The cat bristles at him.
[7:13:48 PM] Messiah: “Don’t get her started, we don’t have time for this…” Messiah sighed.
[7:14:10 PM] Patrick Alden: ‘Familiar. A bonded, magical animal. Is that not what you are?" Patrick asks with a furrowed brow.
[7:14:42 PM] Patrick Alden: “Wait, get her started on what?” Patrick turns, bewildered.
[7:15:09 PM] Hajime: Hajime tries to interrupt the discussion that’s clearly getting in a dangerous direction: “Messiah here – I think she’s okay with calling her Ley – is our explosive specialist, and also has the oft-underrated but always important job of owning a friggin’ car. Slick” – he points at the vague direction of the local shadow – “is a sneaky bastard, and doesn’t often show his face.” “Lula-” he points to a strange, vaguley inhuman woman to his left “-is a beastman – beastwoman – beastperson? A squidgirl from the West.” We have a shapeshifter somewhere around here. I think that completes the presentations."
[7:15:22 PM] Slick: “Just don’t.” Where did that man in the grey trenchcoat and fedora come from, and how did he get barely an inch from Alden’s right shoulder?
[7:15:56 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrack jumps, and reaches for the silver baton at his side
[7:16:10 PM] Patrick Alden: "Don’t do that!
[7:16:12 PM] Patrick Alden: he snarls
[7:16:37 PM] Slick: Slick steps back. His hat is low enough that it is difficult to make out his face, but a smile is evident.
[7:17:02 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick notices his hand is still on his weapon, and lets go.
[7:17:36 PM] Patrick Alden: “I suppose you are Slick, then?” Patrick attempts to recover some semblance of dignity
[7:17:45 PM] Patrick Alden: He extends his hand
[7:17:51 PM] Messiah: Empress harrumphs and starts grooming herself, apparently satisfied with Slick scaring Alden.
[7:18:04 PM] Patrick Alden: “I’m Patrick Alden, Reckoner of the Althing.”
[7:18:11 PM] Slick: Slick shakes. “Indeed.”
[7:18:25 PM] Messiah: “As for that, Empress is my partner, and should be addressed as such.”
[7:18:54 PM] Patrick Alden: “Alright…” Patrick closes his eyes briefly
[7:19:03 PM] Patrick Alden: “How would you prefer me to address her?”
[7:19:20 PM] Patrick Alden: He asks, a hint of annoyance in his voice
[7:19:34 PM] Messiah: “I have a name, you know.” Empress harrumphs again.
[7:19:56 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick’s neck spins to the cat, and he blinks.
[7:20:17 PM] Patrick Alden: “Ah…” he begins, clearly confused and uncomfortable
[7:20:19 PM] Slick: “Call her Empress.”
[7:20:34 PM] Patrick Alden: “Ms. Empress, I’m…I apologize for my rudeness”
[7:20:50 PM] Patrick Alden: he says, "I am unaccustomed to cats being able to speak.
[7:21:06 PM] Hajime: “Won’t be the strangest thing you’ll see with us, believe me.”
[7:21:08 PM] Messiah: “Hmm.” The cat looks at him, then climbs onto Ley’s shoulder and peers at him. “Apology accepted.”
[7:21:50 PM] Patrick Alden: “Shall we start over?” the young man says, affecting an air of courtly manners as he extends his hand towards the cat
[7:22:26 PM] Patrick Alden: “I am Patrick Alden, Reckoner of the Althing. I am pleased to make your acquaintance”, he says, inclining his head
[7:22:37 PM] Patrick Alden: slightly
[7:22:44 PM] Messiah: “Very well.”

“I’d brace myself if I were you-”

The cat jumps towards his shoulder.
[7:22:59 PM] Hajime: “Ain’t he just the sweetest,” Haj says in a mocking but affectionate tone.
[7:23:30 PM] Patrick Alden: Partickjerks back, startled,
[7:23:58 PM] Patrick Alden: but is careful not to dislodge the cat
[7:24:02 PM] Hajime: “All right, if we’re done with the hugs, we have a plane to catch!”
[7:24:18 PM] Patrick Alden: “Ah, um, that sounds good,” he says, once more off guard
[7:24:19 PM] Seda Lula: “I hate cars. I hate cars. I hate cars. Cars are stupid. I don’t like them AT ALL” Complains the rat-faced young man in uniform. “Can I take this skin off now. I hate it”
[7:24:23 PM] Messiah: Empress digs her claws into his jacket and rubs her head against his. “I’m Empress.”
[7:25:08 PM] Patrick Alden: “Good to meet you, Empress,” Patrick says, tentatively reaching up to scratch her ears, before pausing, unsure of the etiquetee required
[7:25:51 PM] Messiah: She nuzzles against his hand with an enthusiastic purr!

Messiah snorts. “Lula, really, at least you were a cat. I could be much more uncomfortable.”
[7:26:07 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick stares towards Thomas, pleading silent for assistance as he scratches the now-purring cat’s head
[7:26:46 PM] Seda Lula: “I was a cat like you! And now I am a man and it is Itchy. He may have had diseases. I don’t like being a man can I be me again Haj… Tomas? Pleaaasseee”
[7:27:22 PM] Patrick Alden: “Wait, who was a cat?” Patrick says, confused.
[7:27:34 PM] Hajime: Hajime shrugs and shake his heads. “I’m not getting into feline business. Just be glad Lula-” he points to the man in uniform “-isn’t in the mood for hugs.”
[7:27:51 PM] Hajime: “Lula, you can be yourself when we’re all in the plane.”
[7:27:56 PM] Messiah: “Dinglebert here. Empress, come here and leave the poor man alone.”

Empress jumps back into Messiah’s arms with a reluctant grumble.
[7:28:10 PM] Hajime: Hajime waves the ever-useful ‘jazz hands,’ muttering simply: “Lunars.”
[7:28:33 PM] Slick: “Hmm. It might be okay for Lula to be a cat for this trip? Though only if she rides secured. I don’t know if regulations allow for familiars…no offense, Empress.”
[7:28:35 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick is clearly relieved, but stops short of sighing, fearful of causing further offence. The first impression was NOT off to a good start.
[7:28:54 PM] Seda Lula: A playful punch to dear Messiah’s shoulder. At least, the body langauge was playful. The actual punch is still slightly staggering “You are funny! What is Dinglebert. Is funny pet-name yes?”
[7:29:17 PM | Edited 7:29:28 PM] Messiah: Messiah lets out a noise that sounds remarkably like a verbalized keyboard smash, staggering over a step or so.
[7:30:09 PM] Seda Lula: The young rat-faced man does not seem to have the muscle mass needed to stagger Messiah in that way.
[7:30:14 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick watches in helpless bewilderment, having never seen such lack of discipline among a combat group, and completely unsure of how to react.
[7:31:05 PM] Messiah: “Lula I /break easily/.”
[7:31:26 PM] Seda Lula: “But you’re metal… metal is hard to break. I had to tear a lot of it so I should know!”
[7:31:27 PM] Slick: Slick tilts his head. “You ex-military, Patrick?”
[7:31:44 PM] Hajime: “Guys guys guys. I propose we get on this plane before we start killing each other. Cheerfully and accidentally sure, but killing nonetheless. Chop chop!”
[7:31:55 PM] Patrick Alden: “No,” Patrick shakes his head at Slick, “I work directly for my master.”
[7:32:16 PM] Messiah: “Only partly! The rest is flesh!” Messiah grumbles and heads towards the plane. “Slick, how about /you/ sit next to me?”
[7:32:22 PM] Patrick Alden: At Tomas’ words, Patrick turn, worried.
[7:32:27 PM] Patrick Alden: “Is that an actual risk?”
[7:32:29 PM] Slick: “Alright.”
[7:32:40 PM] Slick: “And yes, it is.”
[7:32:43 PM] Messiah: “Only if someone jostles me while I’m preparing an explosive.”
[7:33:11 PM] Seda Lula: “I’ve never been in a plane~!” The young man happily skips up the steps, a slit appearing in the back of his head that begins to leak a purplish light.
[7:33:24 PM] Patrick Alden: “So…” Patrick begins, looking alarmed, “who is in charge here?”
[7:33:28 PM | Edited 7:33:43 PM] Messiah: “/INSIDE/ THE PLANE FIRST, LULA.”
[7:33:51 PM] Seda Lula: “I am going inside the plane!”
[7:34:00 PM] Messiah: “He is. Supposedly.” She jerks her head at Linus.
[7:34:13 PM] Patrick Alden: “Why is that man glowing?” Patrick asks in sudden fear, talk of explosives having set his nerves on edge.
[7:34:29 PM] Hajime: “I am nominally in charge. We share duties and responsibilities according to personal skills. Lula is glowing because of her weird transformative powers.”
[7:34:54 PM] Patrick Alden: "Weird transformative powers. Not explosives?
[7:34:55 PM] Patrick Alden: "
[7:35:06 PM] Hajime: Hajime pats Patrick’s shoulder with a comforting (?) smile. “You don’t need to worry. We’re pretty informal on our off-time. But we get the job done.”
[7:35:09 PM] Messiah: Messiah grumbles and starts herding everyone onto the plane, preferably with someone in front of her so she doesn’t have to sit next to Lula.
[7:35:22 PM] Slick: Slick sits next to Messiah, as promised.
[7:35:36 PM] Slick: “Fortunately, we have a charter flight.”
[7:35:39 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick smiles weakly at Tomas as he follows onto the plane.
[7:35:42 PM] Slick: “We have this plane to ourselves.”
[7:35:49 PM | Edited 7:35:58 PM] Storyteller: The inside of the plane is nondescript, with several seats for the group. On one of the seats is a folder, containing various documentation for the trip, as well as notes on the Lebanc Medical center.
[7:36:11 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick finds the seat furthest from Empress, the talking cat
[7:36:31 PM | Edited 7:36:37 PM] Messiah: Empress promptly climbs onto Slick’s lap and curls up.
[7:36:31 PM] Slick: “Unfortunately, we have this plan to ourselves. But there is at least a good chance we will not be targeted by live munitions during this trip, from what I understand.”
[7:37:07 PM] Slick: Slick picks up the folder and scans through it. Messiah may be getting a live feed of the parsing.
[7:37:29 PM] Messiah: Messiah may be taking notes.
[7:38:01 PM | Edited 7:38:09 PM] Seda Lula: The young man’s skin promptly sloughs off into a puddle of odd purplish goo. Which turns into a fine cloud of purplish motes of light. Revealing beneath (And straining to stay in her now to-tight uniform) a statuesque woman. With teal skin, yellow eyes, and long tentacles instead of hair “Helloo~ I am Seda Lula~”
[7:38:15 PM] Slick: Slick may be making sarcastic commentary on the likely veracity of vaarious parts.
[7:38:38 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick jumps silently in his seat, startled.
[7:39:10 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel scurried into view if the others in the firm of a large rat sized centipede, before tensioning into the form of a women in a business suit. “I have fully explored the plane. There should be no dangers from within.”
[7:39:26 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula smartly salutes, a Navy saltue to be specific, and turns to Thomas “Where is my Skaia-skin? These clothes are to small….”
[7:39:32 PM] Patrick Alden: “Wait, was that a concern?” Patrick speaks up, frowning.
[7:40:14 PM] Messiah: Messiah is trying to keep a straight face and may be sending back silly reaction gifs.
[7:40:30 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel replies matter-of-fact-ly “Is it ever not a concern?”
[7:40:53 PM] Patrick Alden: “Then why did we wait until we were all in an enclosed space?!” Patrick demands angrily.
[7:41:04 PM] Hajime: Hajime sits down next to Patrick, his facade of confidence fading somewhat. He massages his temples – and even though it’s not a physical change, something about him is different. Like the fact that he is obviously a fifteen years old boy. “Lula, your clothes are packed above your head in one of the storing drawers above the seats. Ilalel, thank you. Patrick, no, not really, but it pays to be prudent.”
[7:41:16 PM] Messiah: Messiah may have just shut up, because she’s too busy staring at Lula.
[7:41:47 PM] Messiah: Messiah headtilts.
[7:41:53 PM] Patrick Alden: Ah…" Patrick says, closing his eyes, as though with a headache
[7:42:02 PM] Hajime: Hajime shakes off the last threads of his Resplendency for now. “Hi. You can call me Haj. Welcome to this merry band of maniacs.”
[7:42:17 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick blinks at the sudden change.
[7:42:27 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula begins digging about for her clothes, and holds up the sharskin clothes woven together with moonsilver “My Saika-Skins~ Are my Coral Crushers in there too?”
[7:42:54 PM] Slick: “Should be.”
[7:43:05 PM] Patrick Alden: “How old are you?” he asks, staring at the young man. Patrick was used to being the youngest looking member of a group, but Haj had him beat by quite a bit.
[7:43:23 PM] Slick: Slick is maintaining a VERY forcibly neutral voice right now.
[7:43:52 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula digs out the black jade guantlets, elegantly carved. And then she begins stripping. Seems she’s eager to get into her shark-skin clothes…
[7:44:07 PM] Patrick Alden: "Why is that women taking off her clothes?
[7:44:10 PM] Ilalel: “It’s not my fault you choose to enter the plane before I finished my inspection. It is a friendly plane so theoretically the threat is low. Spend a few months beneath the earth fighting things that shouldn’t be and you’ll begin to not trust anything.”
[7:44:14 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick asks, confused
[7:44:17 PM] Messiah: Messiah crosses one leg over the other and leans forward. “Ehehe.”
[7:44:37 PM] Slick: Slick leans to the side, petting Empress, just taking in the view.
[7:44:45 PM] Patrick Alden: And more than a little embarrassed, as he averts his gaze.
[7:44:47 PM] Hajime: Hajime tilts his head, and looks at Patrick with a weary, weary smile. “I turned sixteen last month. For my birthday, I had to put down a rampaging chimera that had devoured half the custommers of a small supermarket. I’m a Chosen of Secret and my job is to point these guys” he waves at the cabin “at evil and let it explode. Welcome to my world.”
[7:44:58 PM] Messiah: Empress flops over his legs and sighs. “What are you guys, twelve?”
[7:45:31 PM] Patrick Alden: Haj’s voice distracts Patrick from his embarrassed temptations
[7:45:36 PM] Slick: “Twelve is too young.”
[7:45:37 PM] Seda Lula: “Saika-skin~ Saika-skin~” So you can have tanlines with squid-skin. Good to know. She dresses quickly enough before getting her gauntlets on “Ready to SET SAIL~!”
[7:45:37 PM] Patrick Alden: “WHAT teen?”
[7:45:43 PM] Patrick Alden: he nearly shouts
[7:45:46 PM] Hajime: “What are you, three? I am sixteen. I’m allowed to be emo.”
[7:45:52 PM] Hajime: “For at least a couple weeks.”
[7:46:13 PM] Messiah: “Yeah. Try, I dunno, sixteen?”

“Uuuugh. Humans.”
[7:46:35 PM] Patrick Alden: “I’m…I’m sorry, but how can you possibly be in charge of a group this important?” Patrick asks, flatly.
[7:46:47 PM] Hajime: “Can a cat even grow up to sixteen? I though you died.”
[7:46:50 PM] Slick: “Because I passed it up, and he didn’t.”
[7:46:53 PM] Ilalel: “Does age have any meaning to the exalted?”
[7:47:20 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick continues staring at Haj, waiting for a response.
[7:47:27 PM] Messiah: “Because putting me in charge is a recipe for disaster and I’m not too proud to admit it.”
[7:47:42 PM] Ilalel: “I thought if a cat lived to too old an age they became a demon.”
[7:48:17 PM] Messiah: Empress snorts. “Not likely.”
[7:48:18 PM] Seda Lula: “Because Hajime is good at that sot of thing! And I am only good battles~!” She happily slams her gauntlet-covered fists together before sitting down near the two Sidereals. “Can we go now? Are planes like subs? Aaah are we gonna go underwater please please are we gonna go underwater?”
[7:48:19 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick is clearly growing annoyed with the background conversation, but refuses to give them the satisfaction of his getting upset.
[7:48:32 PM] Hajime: “…because out of all of us here, I’m the only one who’s not enjoying this. That’s how my mentor told me you recognize a leader, but I suspect she’s a filthy liar. I’m not the leader, anyway. Just the public face.”
[7:48:46 PM] Hajime: “I am the only one with a known public identity.”
[7:49:24 PM] Hajime: “So the answer to the question ‘how can you be in charge’ is… I’m not.” Hajime grins. “Chew on that for a bit.”
[7:49:25 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick waits, a skeptical look on his face as he listens.
[7:49:41 PM] Patrick Alden: "That…That is a terrible way to run a military unit.
[7:49:44 PM] Hajime: “Lula, planes fly. Like birds. No water. Sorry.”
[7:50:00 PM] Slick: “Good thing we’re paramilitary, then.”
[7:50:07 PM] Hajime: “And if you try to open a door while we’re above the sea to take a swim, we all die. So don’t. Please.”
[7:50:48 PM] Ilalel: “Sometimes in war you don’t have time got procedure and ceremony.”
[7:50:58 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick stares around, confused and more than a little concerned.
[7:51:06 PM] Slick: “Not all of us.” Slick’s face turns to face Messiah.
[7:51:19 PM] Ilalel: “I won’t die.”
[7:51:36 PM] Seda Lula: “Okay no swimming~ And we’re going to fly to a person… and then hurt them until they stop doing bad things, right?”
[7:51:37 PM] Messiah: Messiah tilts her head at Slick. “Not quite all of us, at least.”
[7:51:43 PM] Patrick Alden: “I was under the impression that this was an Althing-approved force?” he asks, frowning, “Surely you could have gotten an Infernal to help!”
[7:52:33 PM | Edited 7:53:21 PM] Ilalel: “We deal with things not worth putting a team of infernals on.”
[7:52:33 PM] Storyteller: Over the speakers the pilots voice crackles. “Hello, and welcome to Bicker Flight Airways. We will shortly be taking off, please ensure you are secure, and/or capable of survivng a plane crash. That will be all.” With that, the plane begins moving
[7:52:56 PM] Slick: Slick shoves the folder at Patrick. “Actually, an Infernal is ‘helping’. That is the problem.”
[7:52:59 PM] Slick: “Read up.”
[7:53:11 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick frowns at the envelope as he opens it.
[7:53:12 PM] Slick: “Seems this lab’s the private domain of one of them.”
[7:53:21 PM] Slick: “Direct confrontation by another Infernal?”
[7:53:29 PM] Slick: “Yeah, that’s your good reason why we’re going.”
[7:54:22 PM] Patrick Alden: “Wait, we’re attacking an Infernal?” Patrick is clearly alarmed, “That’s treason!”
[7:54:40 PM | Edited 7:55:00 PM] Ilalel: “That is part of it too. Direct conflict between infernals would leaf to the destruction of all civilization. We’re here to smooth that over.”
[7:55:08 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula reaches a smashfist covered hand towards the back of patrick’s chair “Treason is a stupid word. We are doing as we are ordered.”
[7:55:19 PM] Slick: “In theory it would be nice to avoid attacking the Infernal.”
[7:55:21 PM] Seda Lula: That poor chair got to feel her grip…
[7:55:33 PM] Slick: “In practice…what she said.”
[7:55:47 PM] Patrick Alden: “By who?” Patrick turns to stare at Lula, a hard glint in his eye.
[7:56:01 PM] Messiah: “Same boss as you, presumably.”
[7:56:15 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick turns to Messiah
[7:56:32 PM] Seda Lula: “By Mister Vidar!”
[7:56:46 PM] Seda Lula: She’s smiling. Her teeth aren’t human. They are a shark’s.
[7:56:56 PM] Patrick Alden: "My master only told me that I would be aiding a task force lacking is units skilled at killing spirits. He said nothing of an assault on an Infernal! Who is this Vidar?
[7:56:57 PM] Ilalel: “Other infernals. The majority desiring peace and the continuation of modern life.”
[7:57:13 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick turns to Iialel.
[7:57:21 PM] Patrick Alden: “That…makes more sense.”
[7:57:33 PM] Patrick Alden: He is clearly embarrassed for having not realized this previously.
[7:57:46 PM] Hajime: “We are getting away of ourselves, here. We’re not attacking an Infernal. We are investigating a direct attack against an Infernal, and we are going to interrogate another who might have useful information.”
[7:58:05 PM] Messiah: Messiah might have started blushing.
[7:58:20 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick nods at Haj.
[7:58:42 PM] Patrick Alden: “What kind of resistence can we expect?” he asks, clearly wanting to change the subject.
[7:58:44 PM] Ilalel: “Like I said. Imagine the result of open war between infernals. Or the infernals and these new infernal-like exalts.”
[7:59:27 PM] Seda Lula: “Messiah what’s wrong with you?” Lula has returned to her seat and is poking Messiah in the face with one of her hair-tentacles “Is it warm in here? Is there a way to make the magic cold air move?”
[7:59:28 PM] Slick: Slick shifts a bit – are those small breasts under her(?) trenchcoat? Slick’s eyes are still upon Messiah.
[8:00:01 PM] Patrick Alden: “Wait, Ilalel, are you referring to the Solars?” Patrick asks, “What do they have to do with this?”
[8:00:09 PM] Messiah: Messiah squeaks and laughs, running a finger down Lula’s tentacle. “I’m fine, I’m fine really.” Did her dress’s cut change? She wasn’t that busty before.
[8:01:06 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick notices the subtle shapeshifting, and makes a small choking sound.
[8:01:51 PM] Slick: Slick finally looks up. “Sorry. Was demonstrating for Messiah.”
[8:01:55 PM] Hajime: Hajime looks around him, puzzled at the commotion. “…what’s going on, again?”
[8:02:06 PM | Edited 8:02:36 PM] Ilalel: “Solar suppression it’s part of our job as well.”
[8:02:08 PM] Seda Lula: The skin is slick and soft, the tentacle coiling around the hand “Oh! Okay! You just smell a little different. But the magic cold air, is that a thing on planes?”
[8:02:24 PM] Slick: “It is. But it’s not magic.”
[8:02:27 PM] Patrick Alden: “I have no idea,” Patrick says, still confused and embaraessed.
[8:02:29 PM] Messiah: “As was I.” … Messiah ten minutes ago you were three cup sizes smaller. “And it is, yes.”
[8:02:51 PM] Patrick Alden: “Still, someone mentioned something about the Solars?” he asks pointedly.
[8:03:18 PM] Patrick Alden: “About suppressing them?” Patrick is clearly alarmed at the thought.
[8:03:18 PM] Storyteller: A slight change in balance indicates the plane has begun its take off.
[8:04:02 PM] Hajime: “When things go bad, when a Solar goes mad and starts screwing with Meruvia or the Allthing, it’s our job to take care of it.”
[8:04:08 PM] Hajime: “And Abyssals, potentially, too.”
[8:04:13 PM] Hajime: “Won’t that be a joyride.”
[8:04:26 PM] Patrick Alden: At the mention of the Abyssals, Patrick’s face twists into a rictus of hatred and disgust.
[8:04:54 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula suddenly tenses up, tentacle coiling painfully tight around Messiah’s arm, while the dear squidwoman’s own hands begin tearing off the tops of her armrests “WHATISHAPPENING
[8:04:55 PM] Patrick Alden: “Wretched corpse-spawned abominations!” he spits
[8:05:02 PM] Patrick Alden: .
[8:05:37 PM] Messiah: Messiah yelps and pulls Lula down, accidentally into her own lap. “We’re taking off, calm down damnit. Ow. That is my arm.”
[8:05:55 PM] Slick: “Brace and bear, warrior of the sea.”
[8:06:08 PM] Slick: “Do not fight this. But learn this sensation.”
[8:06:11 PM] Ilalel: “I never met any mercifully enough. I do not look forward to my first meeting.”
[8:06:32 PM | Edited 8:06:45 PM] Seda Lula: Lula’s head is dragged into Messiah’s lap, panicy tentacles latching onto whatever they can while her own hands brace on the seats “ISITSUPPOSEDTODOTHAT
[8:07:14 PM] Messiah: “Yes! Good grief woman take a deep breath you’re fine.” Messiah winces when her hair is apparently pulled away from her face.
[8:07:32 PM] Hajime: “Lula. It’s a plane. It’s flying. Like a bird. Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.”
[8:07:34 PM] Ilalel: “Excuse me, I do not want to be caught in her tentacles.” She shrinks down to bug size.
[8:08:08 PM] Slick: “You’re right, this is much faster than a bird.”
[8:08:09 PM] Messiah: “Lula. I need to breathe. I’ve got you.”
[8:08:16 PM] Slick: “Brace and bear.”
[8:08:26 PM] Slick: Slick faces Lula, looking her in the eyes.
[8:08:37 PM] Slick: Slick locks her with a steely, challenging gaze.
[8:08:55 PM] Messiah: Messiah tries to loosen one of the tentacles. Air. Air is a thing!
[8:09:07 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick absently touches the Starmetal bracer on his right arm, running his fingers lightly along the great pearl set into it.
[8:09:23 PM] Patrick Alden: It is clearly a stress-reaction.
[8:09:25 PM] Seda Lula: She breathes deeply, bracing with tentacles and hands. The chairs may be damaged slightly “I don’t like planes….” the tentacles unwrap and go back to their normal, pleseant and calm movement.
[8:10:12 PM] Messiah: Messiah sighs and slumps a little, head ending up against Lula’s shoulder. “It’s alright. You’re fine.”
[8:10:21 PM] Hajime: Hajime sighs, and simply relaxes in his seat, eyes closed. Is he… Is he going to sleep? With all this movement around him? Well damn. He already is asleep.
[8:11:15 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick glares at Hajime, clearly annoyed.
[8:11:20 PM] Seda Lula: “I wanna take a boat next time… I can sail us and it will be very nice.” Lula sits with a huff, head in Messiah’s lap, the rest of her in the aisle of the plane.
[8:11:43 PM] Slick: “A boat could not make this journey.”
[8:11:47 PM] Slick: “It is over land.”
[8:11:48 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel turns back to human. “You can get used to it. You’re a lunar. You can adapt to anything.”
[8:11:54 PM] Messiah: “Mmhmm.” Messiah pets her head and squirms around to get comfortable.
[8:12:33 PM] Ilalel: “If it gets too bad, just assume a form that lacks fear.”
[8:12:54 PM] Seda Lula: “I don’t like planes. I am going to lay right here until the plane stops being awful.”
[8:13:08 PM] Patrick Alden: “How many forms do you have?” Patrick blurts out unthinkingly.
[8:13:12 PM] Messiah: “That’s fine.” Messiah keeps petting.
[8:13:30 PM] Seda Lula: “As many as the heart’s bloods that have run between my fingers~”
[8:13:31 PM] Ilalel: “Perhaps some sort of insect form.”
[8:14:07 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick stares at Lula.
[8:14:25 PM] Messiah: “She’s fine how she is, Ilalel. I don’t mind.”
[8:14:27 PM] Patrick Alden: “So…then…the stories about the Lunars are true, then?” he asks, hesitantly.
[8:14:46 PM] Messiah: Empress, for the record, has curled up and gone to sleep.
[8:15:22 PM] Seda Lula: “When I kill something I can claim its skin as mine~ I would show you but I am very comfy and also I don’t think they would fit in the plane.” She smiles, her teeth are human again, and her tentacles are gently coiling and uncoiling themselves
[8:15:47 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick shudders, something about the Lunar’s smile disturbing him at a deep level.
[8:16:28 PM] Slick: Slick pets Messiah’s neck, checking her pulse.
[8:16:44 PM] Slick: “Just…don’t claim her skin right now, please.”
[8:16:47 PM | Edited 8:17:05 PM] Messiah: Messiah slumps over against hi with a snore.
[8:17:04 PM] Ilalel: “I can do that as well. For note.”
[8:17:16 PM] Patrick Alden: “Are they…” Patrick pauses, unsure how to phrase his question politely, “together?”
[8:17:26 PM] Patrick Alden: He is clearly concerned about the notion.
[8:17:26 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula looks up at slick with puppy dog eyes (Not literal ones yet) “I got scared I am sorry…”
[8:18:06 PM | Edited 8:18:38 PM] Ilalel: “…I am uncertain Lula possesses the capacity…”
[8:18:09 PM] Slick: “Not to worry.”
[8:18:14 PM] Hajime: Hajime ‘s eyes pop open suddenly. “Oh lords above and beyond, Venus preserve us from romantic relationships within this group, out of all.”
[8:18:25 PM] Slick: “And we just met recently. Still…”
[8:18:36 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick nods, clearly agreeing with Haj.
[8:18:43 PM] Messiah: Messiah lets out another snore.
[8:18:44 PM] Patrick Alden: "It does seem rather irresponsible.
[8:18:45 PM] Patrick Alden: "
[8:18:58 PM] Slick: Slick reclines his seat, careful not to disturb Messiah too much, and climbs back until the other Alchemical is cuddled between himself and Lula.
[8:19:47 PM] Seda Lula: "What is ’together’ meaning? It isn’t breeding season…. Wait what month is it?" Lula starts looking very focused, she’s even counting on her fingers.
[8:20:25 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick stares at Lula, clearly and completely lost for words
[8:20:44 PM] Ilalel: “…as stated… She lacks the capacity…”
[8:20:56 PM] Seda Lula: “No! Is Monsoon Season. Breeding is not until High Tide…” She sighs happily and cuddles into the pile, tentacles wrapping about Slick before she falls asleep herself, armed and armoured.
[8:21:07 PM] Slick: “We’ll tell you later. Just help me keep Messiah upright. You made her pass out.”
[8:21:17 PM] Slick: “Orrr go to sleep.”
[8:21:23 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick shudders, suddenly picturing ‘breeding’ and ‘tentacles’ in the same context.
[8:21:33 PM] Slick: Slick looks up, a bit helplessly. “I’ll, ah, try to keep them stable and quiet during the trip?”
[8:21:37 PM] Ilalel: “Lula. You are not permitted to breed with anyone without their consent.”
[8:21:53 PM] Seda Lula: She is already asleep, happily napping.
[8:22:08 PM] Patrick Alden: “Is…is that an actual concern?” Patrick asks, clearly horrified at the thought.
[8:22:10 PM] Messiah: It’s hard to tell if Messiah’s unconscious or asleep.
[8:22:26 PM] Hajime: “It’s hard to tell, with her.”
[8:22:29 PM] Ilalel: “Nevermind.”
[8:22:35 PM] Hajime: “I suggest you go to sleep like them all.”
[8:22:53 PM] Slick: “…”
[8:23:00 PM] Slick: Slick looks at the cuddle pile.
[8:23:07 PM] Slick: “…yes sir.” And lets herself relax into it.
[8:23:12 PM] Patrick Alden: “I have trouble sleeping in the presence of others.”
[8:23:34 PM] Patrick Alden: He diplomatically choses not to add ‘particularly others like these’
[8:24:48 PM | Edited 8:24:54 PM] Ilalel: “I will do another patrol of the plane.” She transforms back to centipede form and scurries off.
[8:24:57 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick turns to Haj.
[8:25:44 PM] Patrick Alden: “Um, Tho-Comman-Haj-Sir,” Patrick says, unsure how to address the younger Sidereal, “Was the Lunar breeding without consent a real concern?”
[8:28:32 PM | Edited 8:28:38 PM] Hajime: “Call me Haj. And, no. I. Don’t. Think so?” He scratches his temple. “She comes from a weird place, that’s why she’s odd. Grew up on an attol. A giant deathtrap where everything tries to eat everything else, but, eh, the beastmen are friendly enough.”
[8:28:42 PM] Hajime: “But she won’t hurt you.”
[8:28:53 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick nods, clearly relieved.
[8:29:12 PM] Patrick Alden: “That’s good to hear,” he says, smiling weakly.
[8:29:38 PM] Patrick Alden: “It’s proably really obvious, but this is my first time out on my own.”
[8:29:56 PM] Patrick Alden: “In a group, I mean,” he adds hurriedly
[8:30:30 PM] Patrick Alden: “I mostly do solo assignments for my master, and occasionally help out Dragon-Blooded killteams. I’m…not very…this is very strange to me.”
[8:32:46 PM] Hajime: “Yeah, I get you. I’ve been mostly on solo missions myself, before this.”
[8:33:09 PM] Hajime: “Don’t worry,” he smiles. “You’ll get used to it.”
[8:33:33 PM] Patrick Alden: “Thanks,” Patrick says, glad that there was at least one person on this mission he can relate to.
[8:33:42 PM] Messiah: Messiah SNORES. Loudly.

Empress glares and shifts over to lay on Messiah’s chest and quiet her down.
[8:33:54 PM] Storyteller: (Scene Break)
[8:34:25 PM] Storyteller: Several hours later, you are driving through a densly wooded area, with the road twisting and turning constantly. You are a few hours out from the nearest town, and the road is deserted. As you round a corner, you are greated by a high reinforced chainlink fence, topped with barbed wire and with eletrocution warnings evenly spaced along its length. Bisecting the road is a gate with a guardtower on the right hand side. Beyond the fence and gate are a collection of systematic white, steel and concrete buildings. Patroling the area are gaurds armed with assault rifles and heavy body armor.
[8:34:43 PM] Storyteller: As you pull up to the guardhouse, one of the guards, rifle slung, walks out and motions for you to stop. “Papers please.”
[8:35:33 PM] Messiah: Messiah rolls down the window and smiles charmingly at them. “One moment. Gentlemen, the nice guard outside would like our papers.” She raises an eyebrow at Haj.
[8:35:51 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick is sitting in the passengers seat, reluctant to be crushed up next to the Lunar.
[8:36:19 PM] Slick: Slick is sitting in the middle-back, carefully keeping Lula on the far side from where the guard was expected to be.
[8:36:28 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel is in centipede firm hiding under the seat.
[8:36:32 PM] Hajime: Hajime searches his seat and door, pulling out the various papers from the folders. “Shouldavthoughtabouthissooner,” mutters, gives the papers to Messiah.
[8:36:32 PM] Slick: ((This probably leaves Hajime right behind Messiah?))
[8:36:41 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula is humming a happy tune to herself, dressed in some large conspicious hoodie to hide her skin. She refused to turn back into a man or a cat.
[8:39:16 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel makes a point to crawl across Lula’s leg.
[8:39:58 PM] Seda Lula: Ilalel is grasped at by darting tentacles"
[8:39:58 PM] Messiah: Messiah hands the papers over with a smile.
[8:42:59 PM] Storyteller: Right, everything looks in order." With that the guard signals the gaurd house, and the gate slids open. “Here are your vistor badges, don’t know why they us gave six of them. Keep’em on you at all times. Proceed to the administration building, Cirrus will meet you there.”
[8:43:29 PM] Messiah: “Of course.” Messiah nods, passes the badges out, smiles, and procedes slowly.
[8:43:47 PM] Patrick Alden: “Who is Cirrus?” Patrick whispers as they drive off.
[8:43:56 PM] Messiah: “Haj?”
[8:44:28 PM] Hajime: “I think he is… In charge of the security? Possibly?”
[8:44:54 PM] Patrick Alden: “…It find it ominous that you are unsure…” Patrick says slowly.
[8:45:04 PM | Edited 8:45:12 PM] Storyteller: The road straight forwardly leads to a parking lot. Across form that is a building with a prominent “Administration” sign.
[8:45:18 PM] Messiah: “Meh. We’re here, everybody out please.”
[8:45:23 PM] Seda Lula: “Okay~!”
[8:45:23 PM | Edited 8:46:11 PM] Hajime: Hajime searches the folder. “Nope, nothing on him.”
[8:45:25 PM] Patrick Alden: "So, what are we doing when we get in there?
[8:45:51 PM] Hajime: Hajime puts away the folder and exits the car, adding to Patrick: “We’re havng an interview with Piotr Ivanov.”
[8:45:52 PM] Slick: “Don’t worry.” Slick nudges Lula out, then follows. “Random staff aren’t always knowable outside an organization.”
[8:45:54 PM] Messiah: "Stand around and look pretty while Haj talks.
[8:46:17 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick follows close to Haj, nodding as he exits the car.
[8:46:23 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula holds her smash-fist covered hands “Can I have one of those thingies, they sounded important”
[8:46:26 PM] Patrick Alden: “I can do that,” he says.
[8:46:40 PM] Patrick Alden: Affixing his ID badge to his chest.
[8:46:55 PM] Messiah: Messiah gets out, leaving the windows rolled down. “Guard the car, Empress.”

“I can eat their faces, right?”

“And their fingers.”
[8:47:10 PM] Slick: “You look pretty. Messiah and I will be standing there and doing stuff.” Slick gives his fellow Alchemical a glance.
[8:47:21 PM] Messiah: Messiah grins and affixes her badge.
[8:47:30 PM] Patrick Alden: “That cat is terrifying,” Patrick whispers to Hahime
[8:47:38 PM] Patrick Alden: Hajime
[8:48:20 PM] Hajime: “You don’t know the half of it,” Haj says smiling. He advances towards the Administration building, waving to others to follow us.
[8:48:29 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel clawls into Slick’s pocket, beleiving they are the least likely to freak out about it.
[8:48:33 PM] Messiah: Messiah gives Lula one of the badges.
[8:48:58 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula affixes the badge to her hoodie “These are pretty. Can we keep them?”
[8:49:04 PM] Storyteller: Inside the front doors of the building, a thin man with a stone tone of old stone waves the group down. as they approach, he holds his hand out in greeting. “Welcome to Lebanc. I’m Cirrus Shale, head of security here.”
[8:49:30 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick stands silently next to Haj, carefully keeping a lookout.
[8:50:17 PM] Slick: “For as long as we’re here, Lula. Maybe longer, dunno.”
[8:50:32 PM] Hajime: Hajime steps forward, having assumed his Resplendency. “Hello, Cirrus. I’m Thomas Linus, here on behalf of the Allthing. Pleased to meet you.”
[8:50:34 PM] Slick: Slick does indeed not react when Ilalel crawls up.
[8:51:05 PM] Messiah: Messiah clasps her arms behind her back casually.
[8:51:40 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula is happily standing with the two Alchemicals, trying her best not to pay attention and wait for whatever cue she needs to move in. In case of danger,of course.
[8:52:47 PM] Slick: Slick does, though, catch Ilalel before the Lunar can fall too far in.
[8:52:47 PM | Edited 8:52:54 PM] Storyteller: Cirrus firmly shakes Haji’s hand. “Pleasure is mine. This way please?”
[8:53:45 PM | Edited 8:53:51 PM] Storyteller: With that he begins leading them into the facility.
[8:53:51 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick casts his mind into the near future, search for threats
[8:54:16 PM] Messiah: Messiah follows, nudging Lula to get her moving too
[8:54:18 PM] Slick: Slick follows, looking around (and scanning for hackable targets).
[8:54:39 PM] Seda Lula: She follows
[8:54:42 PM | Edited 8:56:07 PM] Storyteller: “So you guys are here to see Piotr?”
[8:54:42 PM] Messiah: Messiah reaches out with her own mechanical senses as well.
[8:55:42 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel looks suprised, if a centipede can, which they can’t.
[8:55:51 PM] Hajime: “Yep. Formal visit, we think he can help us track down bad guys, you know the deal. As long as expenses for flight travel are paid, might as well go around asking question,” he chuckles.
[8:56:37 PM] Storyteller: “Yeah, I’ve done that gig. Mind talking about what your investigating?”
[8:56:54 PM] Seda Lula: “There was an on-fire guy.”
[8:57:17 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick unconsciously edges slightly away from Lula,
[8:58:10 PM | Edited 8:59:20 PM] Hajime: Hajime throws him a glance, trying not to show his caution. How much can they trust this random guy who works for the person they intend to interrogate? Not at all is how much. He smiles. “You might have heard about it. A maniac blew up a press conference. Turns out it was our press conference.”
[8:58:20 PM] Messiah: Messiah snorts.
[9:00:46 PM | Edited 9:00:53 PM] Storyteller: “Yeah, heard about that. Wonder where a last stage flamer got the drugs though. Must have been in that break out the idiots let happen a few week back.”
[9:01:52 PM] Hajime: Hajime tries not to let his sudden interest be too obvious. “Yeah, I heard something like that. What happened?”
[9:05:37 PM] Storyteller: Cirrus shrugs. “One of the materials on the min security got loose,killed a bunch of, people, ran away. That is literally all I kinow.” A note of anger enters his voice. “Piotr took all the tapes and refuses to say anything about it.”
[9:08:18 PM] Hajime: “Hm. Sounds like that doesn’t make you happy.” Hajime eyes Cirrus with interest. “That’s the kind of thing we need to ask him about; the stuff he doesn’t want to talk about. Would you know anything that could help?”
[9:12:52 PM] Storyteller: “Not much. Lots of my guys and Piotrs scientists” fingure quote puntuate the statment “got killed, blunt force tramua mainly, and a bunch of product and materials run off. Next thing I know that crazy bitch is up here, and she’s going to clean up whatever the fuck happened.” He shrugs. “Piotr is scared shitless, however much he tries to hide it though.”
[9:13:33 PM] Patrick Alden: Silently, Patrick notices that that fits his own MO very well.
[9:16:38 PM] Hajime: “…I see. That’s pretty bad. But if he’s scared, he’ll be sensible to our own investigation. We’re here to help, after all, ain’t we?”
[9:17:26 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick begins fiddling with his bracer.
[9:17:40 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula raises her hand like a child on a field-trip “We are very helpful~! And good at hurting people who need it! And the people who stole probably deserve a lot of hurting!”
[9:18:19 PM] Storyteller: CIrrus snorts “Don’t count on it. The man’s… well you’ll see.” He motions at the door they arrived at. “Well, here you are. I’ll be back when you need an out.”
[9:18:43 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick stares at Lula in disbelief. Had she been one of the Dragon-Blooded he was used to working with, she would have been dressed down by her CO, at the very least.
[9:19:13 PM] Hajime: Hajime nods, then knocks on the door.
[9:19:37 PM] Messiah: Messiah bumps lightly against Hajime and mutters under her breath. “How long can you stretch this out?”
[9:21:17 PM] Hajime: “Long enough,” he whispers back.
[9:21:26 PM] Storyteller: The door slides open. The office looks more like palace room, with thick luxuors carpets, several expensive paintings and sculptures lining the walls. Towards back of the room are multiple bookshelves with meticoulsly organized books and binders. In the center of the room is an imperous desk of melkior seven mahgony, with a rather unremarkable man sitting in a throne like chair behind it. “So you’re the ruffians that are inturpting my buisness. What do you mongrels want?”
[9:21:47 PM] Messiah: Messiah smiles sweetly and looks around.
[9:22:28 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula smiles and wriggle out of her coat “You should probably be more polite! We wanna help.” She’s obviously inhumanish now. Her ‘hair’ needed room to breathe
[9:23:09 PM] Slick: Slick nods toward thin air.
[9:23:20 PM] Hajime: Well, wow. Nice place. Hajime strides in confidently, looking around as if he were the kind of man who can truly appreciate this place. “Hello, Mr Ivanov. I’m Thomas Linus, head of Task Force Zatesh. We are here to ask a few questions. Nothing major, and no, this is not a sign that you are being accused of anything. We need your help.”
[9:23:23 PM] Messiah: Messiah smiles and nods towards the same area.
[9:23:50 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick suddenly tenses, and nudged Haj.
[9:23:54 PM] Slick: Slick moves, arm in arm with Messiah and Lula, toward one corner behind Hajime. Patrick can have the other.
[9:24:01 PM] Storyteller: Piotr recoils from Lula. “I don’t care. Just want you gone as soon as possible.”
[9:24:12 PM] Hajime: Hajime looks towards Patrick curiously.
[9:25:02 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick stares pointedly at the area behind the man’s chair, looks towards his own weapons, trying to convey ‘be ready to fight’
[9:25:35 PM] Hajime: Hajime shifts his stance slightly, focusing on the feeling of his bracers against his skin, ready to set them off. “I see. Well, if you’ve been keeping up with the news, you’ll know there was a press conference held two days ago that was unceremoniously blown up by a Genics junkie.”
[9:26:02 PM] Storyteller: Piotr glares at Patrick. “Don’t even think about it child. My Master will have your head if you start a fight.”
[9:26:08 PM] Hajime: “I’m not talking about a random thug jacked up with superstrength, I’m talking superpowers. The real deal.”
[9:26:33 PM] Seda Lula: “It was very very bad! We would like to make it not happen again~” Lula stretches her arms, her tentacles joining in the motions “So maybe you know stuff, right~?”
[9:26:42 PM] Messiah: Messiah looks rather unfocused.
[9:26:56 PM] Hajime: “So we were wondering who could have provided him with that, and we had a chat with Tracy Weissmann. We think you might be able to point us in the right direction.”
[9:26:58 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick glares back at Piotr.
[9:26:58 PM] Storyteller: “It wasn’t us. We lost our last Flamer batch in unfortunate accident .”
[9:27:35 PM] Storyteller: “And I very much doubt you mongrels talked with Tracy.”
[9:28:01 PM] Seda Lula: “We did!” Lula stomps her foot “She turned into a wind and laughed at us”
[9:28:10 PM] Storyteller: “Your still alive.”
[9:28:25 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick tenses, the itching feeling in his mind telling him to prepare for violence.
[9:28:25 PM] Storyteller: “That suggests otherwise.”
[9:28:28 PM] Hajime: Hajime smiles. “And that should tell you to take us seriously.”
[9:29:26 PM] Storyteller: Sweat rolls down Piotr’s forhead. “Take the words of liars seriously? What do you want, so I can be rid of you pests?”
[9:29:50 PM] Patrick Alden: At
[9:30:00 PM] Hajime: "We want to know how you lost your batch of “flamers.” Who could have had access to it. Everything."
[9:30:04 PM] Patrick Alden: ‘liars’, Patrick nearly snarls
[9:30:12 PM] Hajime: “What happened here, Piotr? What is it you don’t want to tell us?”
[9:30:39 PM] Hajime: Hajime leans in, trying his best at intimidation.
[9:30:59 PM | Edited 9:31:33 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula strides up to the desk, visibly angry, slamming jade-covered fists down “You are annoying me. We have spoken with Tracy and she is rude and you are rude and PLEASE just answer the questions.” her tentacles angrily thrash.
[9:31:34 PM | Edited 9:31:45 PM] Storyteller: “An unforunate lab accidant, nothing more. One of the materials blew up, and took the batch with it. Quite unfortunate, given how much Flamer is worth.”
[9:33:24 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick surreptitiously begins readying himself for combat, slowly moving his hand towards the silvery baton at his belt.
[9:33:45 PM] Patrick Alden: Seriously, he’s trying to be sneak
[9:33:47 PM] Patrick Alden: y
[9:34:10 PM] Storyteller: “Look there really is nothing more to it! I don’t-”
A sharp bang suddenly interupts the converstion. Theres a pause in the conversation for a second, followed by several muffled rapid barks. Those of you with military experience recognize it as gun fire. A second later a holographic dispay pops open, revealing a harried looking security guard. “Sir! We’re uder att-” He is cut as a loud crash shakes the building, cuasing the lights to flicker and hologram to scramble then dissapear. Piotr jumps to his feet. “Sgt. Buckly? BUCKLY!” He tap several more buttons, causing more holographic displays to appear. “Cirrus, what in Malfeas’s name did your men let loose-” “Not the time for that boss!” Cirrus’s picture appears on the screen, while a wavering line below indicates when he’s speaking. “Some nut bar drove a pair of tour buses through the gates, and the busses where full of gun weilding zombies. Then some fucker sarted throwing shipping containers filled with more zombies into the compound. And just to top it off, there’s fucking snipers in the area.” In the background, gunfire can be heard over the feed, echoing what could be heard in reality. “I’m heading down to help kill everything. Get down to the lower levels and makes sure nothing gets out. Cirrus out.” With that the feed cuts, leaving Piotr gaping like a gutted fish.
[9:35:02 PM] Hajime: “…zombies. What Ever the hell.”
[9:35:04 PM] Slick: “…we’ll wait.”
[9:35:09 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula starts sprinting. The ground shatters under her feet, the sheer force of her leap through the window breaking the ground beneath.
[9:35:12 PM] Seda Lula: And she’s gone
[9:35:14 PM] Slick: “You have mroe urgent-”
[9:35:26 PM] Hajime: “Lula no!”
[9:35:28 PM] Slick: “Well. Some of us will help.”
[9:35:29 PM] Patrick Alden: “For the love of-” Patrick snarls, staring after the missing Lunar
[9:35:30 PM] Hajime: “Oh god dammit.”
[9:35:49 PM] Patrick Alden: “Should we go after her?” he asks, drawing the baton and extending it
[9:35:49 PM] Messiah: “Zombies. Really.” Messiah’s voice sounds oddly hollow.
[9:35:53 PM] Slick: Slick sighs. “He said the magic k words: ‘kill everything’.”
[9:36:44 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel scurries out and transforms. “We need to get Piotr out of here.”
[9:36:54 PM] Hajime: “Zombies mean necromancers. Necromancer means, probably, Celestial Exalt. Possibly Abyssal. Especially if they wield freaking guns. This situation is unpredictable. Piotr, you’re coming with us.”
[9:37:26 PM | Edited 9:37:42 PM] Storyteller: Piotr recoverrs somewhat. “Yes! We need to get to the lower levels, lock it down!”
[9:38:07 PM] Patrick Alden: “Abyssal?!” Patrick snarles, and seems like he wants to charge after Lula.
[9:38:10 PM] Ilalel: “Should we divide out team then? Lula may be fine on her own but…”
[9:38:44 PM] Messiah: “Yes, that would be a good idea.”
[9:39:01 PM] Slick: “Patrick go with Lula.”
[9:39:02 PM] Storyteller: “No you should all stay with me! That freak will be fine on her own!”
[9:39:08 PM] Hajime: “We’re not leaving Lula alone, she’s uncontrolable and more vulnerable than she thinks. Who can go with her?”
[9:39:09 PM] Slick: “I’ll keep an eye on Messiah.”
[9:39:16 PM] Hajime: “Patrick, are you good with the undead?”
[9:39:22 PM] Patrick Alden: “Yes,”
[9:39:28 PM] Slick: “Hajime, Ilalel, that leaves you. Any preferences?”
[9:39:31 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick says, a grim smile on his face
[9:39:53 PM] Ilalel: “I’ll escort Piotr.”
[9:40:14 PM] Storyteller: “You aren’t seriously giving that freak priortory over me!”
[9:40:34 PM] Hajime: “I’m a fighter, but I’m no good when everyone is shooting at me from a hundred yards. Piotr, SHUT UP. I’m going with him.”
[9:41:07 PM] Patrick Alden: “I’m giving the undead HORDE priority over you,” Patrick snarls!
[9:41:22 PM] Slick: “Right. Go on.”
[9:41:40 PM] Slick: Slick guides Messiah to sit down in a corner, and sits next to her.
[9:41:44 PM] Storyteller: “Fine! See if I care if some behmoth gets loose and eats you!”
[9:42:01 PM] Ilalel: “Piotr. Lead us to where we need to go.”
[9:42:10 PM] Slick: “Piotr, Piotr.” Slick gestures at Ilalel and Hajime. “They’ve got you covered.”
[9:42:18 PM] Slick: “Some of us to one challenge, some to the other.”
[9:42:32 PM] Slick: “Now go, before the lower levels are breached!”
[9:42:43 PM] Storyteller: Piotr stomps off to the door.
[9:42:56 PM] Messiah: Messiah sits, leaning her head back.
[9:43:01 PM] Patrick Alden: Patrick runs out the exit that Lula made, leaping down towards the horde
[9:44:10 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel runs after him.
[9:47:51 PM] Ilalel: (( Him being Piotr ))
[10:00:48 PM] Storyteller: (Scene end)

Scene 3, full log
Meeting the Gang Queen

The docks are silent as the moon glares down accross the water.
((OOC: post as to how your arriving. Default is your a few wharehouses away from where your meeting Tracy Weissmann.)
[18/07/2013 6:41:34 PM] Slick: Slick drifts in, invisible on a seemingly-abandoned rowboat on well-mapped currents, on course to gently beach itself between piers.
[18/07/2013 6:43:05 PM] Hajime: Hajime approaches, full of the confidence of his assumed identity. For once his bracers are not concealed – he wears them visibly as a warning sign. A ways away from the rendezvous point, he stops, looking at his teammates.
[18/07/2013 6:43:12 PM] Hajime: “All right. Are we all ready for this?”
[18/07/2013 6:43:20 PM] Seda Lula: Something is in the sea. Something large. Something deadly. Something that sheds its skin with an unlight from beneath the waves, changing to a more comfortable shape that hauls itself from the sea. Nothing more than the smiling Lula, happy at last that she can swim for a time.
[18/07/2013 6:45:00 PM] Slick: Slick draws a “Y” in the dust where Hajime can see, but most onlookers can not.
[18/07/2013 6:45:28 PM] Hajime: “Seda,” Haj welcomes her with a nod. “Enjoyed your swim?”
[18/07/2013 6:46:02 PM] Messiah: Messiah pretty well just drives up because she doesn’t need to worry about parking spaces. What a jerk.
[18/07/2013 6:46:45 PM] Seda Lula: “Yessssss yessssssssssss~! Sooooo much~! Now we go to war soon, yes? Hopefully not too soon. I had to catch dinners. Would you like some? I found cod~!” She holds up a dead fish. Bitten, dead, fish.
[18/07/2013 6:47:25 PM] Ilalel: “So… I will be infiltrating with you posing as your scarf?”
[18/07/2013 6:47:48 PM] Hajime: “Remember, Lula. We only fight if she strikes first. Or, well, if I give the order. This could end without violence… Let’s hope.”
[18/07/2013 6:48:36 PM] Messiah: Messiah parks, gets out, and stares at part of her very fancy artifact car very hard for several moments, before it’s reduced to…

Just a freaking gem.
[18/07/2013 6:48:39 PM] Hajime: Hajime dreads the prospect of fighting the older Scourge, and does not relish the thought of violence. And yet… Getting the world rid of Tracy Weissmann wouldn’t really be something that would weigh on his conscience.
[18/07/2013 6:48:55 PM] Hajime: “Impressive car. Made it yourself?”
[18/07/2013 6:49:16 PM] Messiah: “Worked on it, but it’s just a touch outside my capabilities.”
[18/07/2013 6:49:28 PM] Slick: “Yes, and keep it down,” the nothingness whispers in Ilalel’s ear.
[18/07/2013 6:49:52 PM] Hajime: “As Slick’s scarf, actually. He should be around here somewhere.”
[18/07/2013 6:50:30 PM] Ilalel: “Yes, that was what I meant…”
[18/07/2013 6:50:46 PM] Seda Lula: “But I want to war! They are wicked, no? They are bad! They should be torn apart and left to turn like leather in sun and salt!” Lula looks extremely passionate about her style of war…
[18/07/2013 6:51:17 PM] Messiah: “Yes, and while I’d love to carpet bomb the entire area to cover it up, that looks horrible to the media.”
[18/07/2013 6:51:32 PM] Seda Lula: “What’s a media?”
[18/07/2013 6:51:37 PM] Slick: “There are ways stronger than war,” the thin air mutters just loud enough.
[18/07/2013 6:52:16 PM] Hajime: “Basically Lula, we need to make sure the stories people tell about us are heroic stories of people saving the world.”
[18/07/2013 6:52:34 PM | Edited 6:52:48 PM] Ilalel: “Lula, I have a question. How do you move a bolder too heavy for you to lift, and too strong for you to break?”
[18/07/2013 6:53:08 PM] Seda Lula: “Become stronger~! Throw it at my enemies!”
[18/07/2013 6:53:37 PM] Hajime: Hajime looks at Ilalel, intrigued by the question. “You find others to help you move it?”
[18/07/2013 6:54:07 PM] Seda Lula: She still smiles, looking at Hajime with a gaze that says “oh you silly” “But Hajime, that is heroic, isn’t it? Then they can see what happens to the bad and rejoice!”
[18/07/2013 6:54:22 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel pauses. “That is one possible solution.”
[18/07/2013 6:56:15 PM] Hajime: “It’s… Not the kind of heroism people like these days.”
[18/07/2013 6:56:30 PM] Hajime: “They prefer comfort and saviors and peace.”
[18/07/2013 6:57:40 PM] Seda Lula: “…. but peace is won through war. When you crush your foes so that they are no more. And then you tell the tale of your victory and their wickedness and all are happy and peace is that. Until the next war…” Poor girl, a bit confused by the whole idea it seems.
[18/07/2013 6:57:56 PM] Hajime: “…though my guess is that they wouldn’t mind if we murdered a terrorrist or known criminal with a lot of blood.”
[18/07/2013 6:59:19 PM] Hajime: “So point is; no one will mind if people find Weissmann dead tomorrow. I’m concerned about our own safety, that’s all. I don’t want anyone dying on my watch.”
[18/07/2013 7:01:11 PM] Hajime: “All right. We’re going in ready for a fight, but not looking for one. With two of us as invisible back-up, we’re safer than we appear.”
[18/07/2013 7:01:23 PM] Hajime: “Shall we go?”
[18/07/2013 7:04:25 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel shrinks down into a long fluffy thing.
[18/07/2013 7:06:18 PM] Slick: Slick snatches Ilalel up midair, and now there are indeed two invisible Exalts present. That the party knows of.
[18/07/2013 7:07:31 PM] Messiah: “Alright, let’s go.” Messiah nodded.
[18/07/2013 7:08:03 PM] Seda Lula: “So… no fighting… yet. Then fighting, probably. I will stand behind Hajime and… how say… um… Look Pretty! Yes.” A dramatic pose for a very simple task.
[18/07/2013 7:08:17 PM] Messiah: “That works.”
[18/07/2013 7:09:51 PM] Slick: Slick may or may not be posing in mockery. Ah, the joys of lack of consequences.
[18/07/2013 7:12:14 PM | Edited 7:12:23 PM] Storyteller: As you head into the wharehouse where the meeting is at, the area is utterly still. The doors to the wharehouse are open, reaveling the back of a women dressed in white leather. Without turning around, she asks, “So, you shitheads the ones Klaus said wanted to meet me?”
[18/07/2013 7:12:49 PM] Hajime: “…we are the Zatesh task force, yes,” Hajime answers in a whisper.
[18/07/2013 7:14:12 PM | Edited 7:14:19 PM] Storyteller: “I don’t fucking care.” She turns around. “What do you want? I’ve got shit to do.”
[18/07/2013 7:14:58 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula looks at her with a quiet and naive gaze. Though there is tension in her. Shoulder’s up, body far from relax, spoiling for the chance to do what she does best
[18/07/2013 7:15:28 PM] Messiah: Messiah watches Tracy carefully, eyes lidded.
[18/07/2013 7:16:05 PM] Hajime: “Simple. You watchin’ the news? Someone blew up our big public announcement. He was hooked on Genics. We want to find who supplied him. You can help us with that. I’m sure we can figure out a deal.”
[18/07/2013 7:18:29 PM] Storyteller: “The fuck would I watch the news for?” She growls, eyeing the two women nearby. Red light glints around her twitching hands for a second. “And my shits sell a lot of genics. Gonna need to be more specific, shitstain.”
[18/07/2013 7:19:59 PM] Hajime: Hajime doesn’t mind insults. Thomas Linus does. Eye twitches, hands tighten. “He was throwing fire, and had a burning aura, like a Dragon-Blood. Made him all fragile, too; I snapped him like a twig. That ring any bells to you?”
[18/07/2013 7:20:18 PM] Hajime: “Talked about purging the corruption, too, whatever that means.”
[18/07/2013 7:20:23 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula simply smiles nodding to back up Hajime, not trusting her own voice
[18/07/2013 7:21:04 PM] Messiah: Messiah continues watching through bored eyes.
[18/07/2013 7:23:03 PM | Edited 7:23:11 PM] Storyteller: “Fucked if know.” Tracy replies, clearly not caring. “But if it was fire, it wasn’t us. Fucking Piotr ran outta the shit months ago. Said he’d have it up and running agian soon though.”
[18/07/2013 7:23:37 PM] Hajime: “…any idea who sells fire Genics, then?”
[18/07/2013 7:24:22 PM] Hajime: This is going better than expected. In the sense that it is possible that this conversation ends without bloodshed. Haj would almost feel sorry for Lula.
[18/07/2013 7:25:03 PM] Storyteller: “Nobody fuck’n alive.”
[18/07/2013 7:25:44 PM] Storyteller: “Unless its the shitstains that escaped form Piotr’s labs.”
[18/07/2013 7:26:27 PM] Hajime: “What kinda shitstains? You got people stealing your merchandise?”
[18/07/2013 7:29:29 PM] Storyteller: “Nobody fucking stupid enough to try. Some of his experimental cunts got loose apparently. Probably where burner came from.” She shrugs. “Ask him about the fuckup. I’ve just got to clean his fucking mess up. Fucker.”
[18/07/2013 7:30:10 PM] Hajime: “Where can we find him? We’ll probably end up cleaning it for you, if it’s the people we’re looking for.”
[18/07/2013 7:30:20 PM] Hajime: (“him” being Piotr)
[18/07/2013 7:30:45 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula ‘s smile doesn’t stop. But its changed from sweet to more… a falsehood of sweet. Her body langauge continues to beg for the chance to break the dear Scourge’s legs. And arms. And then the fingers, perhaps.
[18/07/2013 7:31:25 PM] Storyteller: “Excuse me!? Are suggesting fighting my fucking fights for me!?” She’s gone whipcord tense, lips peeled back to bare teeth.
[18/07/2013 7:32:28 PM] Messiah: “Of course not.” Messiah has a rather silibant whisper.
[18/07/2013 7:32:40 PM] Messiah: “Merely suggesting we might be able to speed up the process.”
[18/07/2013 7:32:42 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula squares up. Raised fists. Ready pose. Come now. Shed blood.
[18/07/2013 7:33:07 PM] Hajime: “…no. That’s not what I meant.” Hajime doesn’t want to fight. Linus is an arrogant braggard. The persona and the person are in conflict. He tries to find a middle way.“Just we have interests in common. Looking for the same people.”
[18/07/2013 7:33:17 PM | Edited 7:33:22 PM] Storyteller: “Pity. I’d have to give you new fuckholes if you were.”
[18/07/2013 7:34:06 PM] Hajime: “So. Can you tell us where to find Piotr?”
[18/07/2013 7:34:14 PM] Messiah: “As interesting as that process might be, I’m afraid we’ll have to decline that service.”
[18/07/2013 7:37:08 PM | Edited 7:37:27 PM] Storyteller: She chuckles, heyena like. “It’s fun. I’ll be happy to demonstrate some time.” She leers at Lula. “Maybe on the sweet young thing that thinks shes fucking threatening?” She breaks out into a short, insane laugh. “You can find Piotr at the Leblanc Medical Research Center. But don’t get in my fucking way, or kill whats mine.”
[18/07/2013 7:38:41 PM] Hajime: Hajime breaths out slowly. It’s almost over. “Thanks. We’ll be on our way, then.” He looks warily at Lula, then at Ley, and, after a half-second of hesitation, turns his back to Tracy to exit the warehouse.
[18/07/2013 7:39:40 PM] Hajime: Hajime stops, suddenly, on his way to the door. Twitches. It’s a bad idea. He can’t help it. “…I’d like it better if you didn’t threaten my teammates, next time, Tracy.”
[18/07/2013 7:41:05 PM] Messiah: Messiah half turns towards him, though she doesn’t take her eyes off of Tracy.
[18/07/2013 7:41:48 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula , who had been following Hajime, promptly spins on her heels, gleeful look on her face. And but a few words of seatongue, whispered from many mouths. “Vou quebar voce~”
[18/07/2013 7:42:09 PM] Slick: Slick slowly lets his hand collapse into a cannon. Not with the intent of shooting, but keeping a close eye on Tracy and any of her flunkies he can see, looking for the slightest hint of reaction to betray that they can see him.
[18/07/2013 7:49:36 PM] Storyteller: She laughs. “Ah, poor widdle boy.” Her face hardens. “Grow the fuck up. I’m not stupid enough to fight you all with you ready and planned for it. Or did you think I didn’t hear you planning, our you invisble shitpiles over there?” She jerks her head at the invisble duo. “Next time I see you all, I’ll kill you.” An estatic grin slides across her face. “Try not to let me blow your loads out to fast. Later.”
And with that she dispears out the door, leaving after images and a shockwave in her wake.
(OOC: ([Dexterity or Stamina] + [Athletics or Resistance]) roll, please)
[18/07/2013 7:50:45 PM] Slick: (( 7d10: 1 4 3 8 6 7 9 (Successes: 3) ))
[18/07/2013 7:51:09 PM] Messiah: [ 3d10: 8 5 3 [1 success] ]
[18/07/2013 7:52:12 PM | Edited 7:52:43 PM] Hajime: ((9d10 → [5,3,4,9,10,4,6,1,9] = (51), +4 sux from Athletics Excellency, total 8 sux))
[18/07/2013 7:53:05 PM] Ilalel: (( how do you roll on skype? ))
[18/07/2013 7:53:13 PM] Messiah: [you use a roller online]
[18/07/2013 7:53:32 PM] Ilalel: (( Right! ))
[18/07/2013 7:53:55 PM] Ilalel: (( AmineNekuchan: 7d10: 10 5 8 7 9 5 2 (Successes: 5) ))
[18/07/2013 7:54:19 PM] Hajime: ((Lula spends 5m on StaEx, 11d10 → [7,4,4,10,3,4,3,3,9,5,9] = (61) = 5 sux))
[18/07/2013 7:55:23 PM | Edited 7:55:53 PM] Storyteller: Messiah is knocked down, and Slick stumbles from the blast. Everyone else is unaffected.
[18/07/2013 7:55:56 PM] Messiah: Messiah curses up a blue streak.
[18/07/2013 7:56:06 PM] Slick: Slick ripples into visibility.
[18/07/2013 7:56:32 PM] Messiah: Messiah wants you to do WHAT to her HUH?!
[18/07/2013 7:56:34 PM] Hajime: Hajime seems to stumble a bit, but find his balance and the shockwave simply ruffles his hair. “Well. Quite the encounter. At least we know where to look, now.”
[18/07/2013 7:57:02 PM] Messiah: … Messiah the Black Emperor doesn’t /have/ a mother to do that to-
[18/07/2013 7:58:24 PM] Slick: “So she can see through it. Should have known.”
[18/07/2013 7:58:51 PM] Hajime: "Don’t think it’s sight. Remember the whole “you have to whisper” thing? She has crazy hearing."
[18/07/2013 7:59:03 PM] Hajime: “I wouldn’t be surprised if she could hear you breathe and move.”
[18/07/2013 7:59:04 PM] Messiah: Messiah gets up and dusts herself off, still muttering curses. It’s probably unhealthy to do that to a sheep, and is certainly unhealthy to do to a chicken.
[18/07/2013 7:59:11 PM] Slick: “Possible. So. Leblanc now, or later?”
[18/07/2013 8:00:39 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel crawls off Slick and reforms. “Either way.”
[18/07/2013 8:00:48 PM] Hajime: “Anyone got a cellphone with a map application? i’d like to know how far it is.”
[18/07/2013 8:01:03 PM] Messiah: Messiah tilts her head. TO GOOGLE.
[18/07/2013 8:01:30 PM] Ilalel: “I suppose we should have know a Green Sun Price could see through such a ploy. She even knew there were two of us.” She pulls out her smartphone.
[18/07/2013 8:01:41 PM | Edited 8:01:56 PM] Slick: “No need for a cellphone.” Slick’s doing the same thing.
[18/07/2013 8:02:03 PM] Messiah: Messiah taps beside her bad eye. “We’ve got it up here.”
[18/07/2013 8:02:16 PM] Hajime: “She also knew she was outmatched. So that’s… Actually a frightening prospect. I’d expected her to be completely insane, but if she knows when to pick her fights…” Haj ponders these news.
[18/07/2013 8:02:42 PM | Edited 8:03:27 PM] Messiah: “Sounds like a roadtrip, so we’ll need to pack. Or flight, I suppose.”
[18/07/2013 8:02:48 PM] Ilalel: “Either that or we posed a social threat to her if she killed us.”
[18/07/2013 8:02:54 PM] Messiah: “And Lula will need a small form that can deal with land and fast speeds.”
[18/07/2013 8:03:10 PM] Slick: “She could guess she was outmatched.”
[18/07/2013 8:03:28 PM] Slick: “Anyway. It’s a trip.”
[18/07/2013 8:03:33 PM | Edited 8:03:45 PM] Slick: “Far side of Meruvia.”
[18/07/2013 8:03:49 PM] Slick: “We’ll need to book a flight.”
[18/07/2013 8:03:57 PM] Hajime: “No road trip. We’re taking a plane to the nearest city, then taking the car from there. I think the place is in the mountains?”
[18/07/2013 8:04:09 PM] Ilalel: “I can find a greyhound easily for her to assume the form of.”
[18/07/2013 8:04:23 PM] Messiah: “Lula’s still gonna need a small form. Lula if you eat Empress I will have your guts for garters.”
[18/07/2013 8:04:30 PM] Messiah: “no greyhounds.”
[18/07/2013 8:04:36 PM] Messiah: “The car fits three people.”
[18/07/2013 8:04:38 PM] Slick: “Let me log on to the administrative server and make arrangements.” Slick does so.
[18/07/2013 8:04:55 PM] Messiah: “Something small.”
[18/07/2013 8:05:19 PM] Ilalel: “Greyhounds are smallish… DO you mean more like a mouse or bug?”
[18/07/2013 8:05:31 PM] Messiah: “Cat.”
[18/07/2013 8:05:56 PM] Messiah: “Hence my comment about Empress.”
[18/07/2013 8:06:38 PM] Hajime: Hajime nods. “We’ll find you a cat. Shouldn’t take more than an hour. We meet at the airport in the morning?”
[18/07/2013 8:06:53 PM] Messiah: “Works for me.”
[18/07/2013 8:08:04 PM] Slick: “Private terminal.”
[18/07/2013 8:08:10 PM] Slick: “South end.”
[18/07/2013 8:08:30 PM] Slick: Slick smiles. “Private charters mean skipping the line.”
[18/07/2013 8:08:48 PM] Slick: “Any of us a pilot, or do I request one?”
[18/07/2013 8:08:59 PM] Hajime: “What Slick says. Let’s not split up until we’re away from this place, though. I don’t feel safe here. Ilalel, do you want to take Lula hunting?”
[18/07/2013 8:09:20 PM] Messiah: “You brilliant bastard. I can handle the car, but I haven’t tried for a pilot’s liscence.”
[18/07/2013 8:09:20 PM] Ilalel: “I can.”
[18/07/2013 8:09:47 PM | Edited 8:10:00 PM] Messiah: Sigh. “If anyone needs a ride home that’s fine, but after this trip I’mma eventually ask you guys for an hour of prayer each. Car’s a fussbudget.”
[18/07/2013 8:09:56 PM] Ilalel: “It would probably be easier because I can assume an animal form and lure out a stray wihtout Lula making a scene.”
[18/07/2013 8:13:06 PM] Hajime: “Good. You do that. Lula, you’re with Ilalel tonight. She’ll bring you to the airport first thing tomorrow morning.”
[18/07/2013 8:13:08 PM] Seda Lula: “…. I have a smallish form…” Her skin falls off. There’s quite a lot of muscle before new skin grows. Small apparently means some kind of tiger with almost hoof-like toes."
[18/07/2013 8:13:52 PM] Hajime: “…that won’t do.”
[18/07/2013 8:13:56 PM] Slick: “Alright, I’ll ask for a pilot.”
[18/07/2013 8:14:40 PM] Ilalel: “Around the size of my centipede form is what you need.”
[18/07/2013 8:14:43 PM] Messiah: “Lula.” Ley gets out the car. “Three people can fit in this. I’m bringing Empress and Ilalel can do something. I need you to fit on someone’s lap.”
[18/07/2013 8:15:23 PM] Seda Lula: There is a strange giggle-growl as she plods off towards the dock, huge smilodon fangs and webbed hooves lending a strange look all together. A fanged mouth opens on the tail “I hunt myself~ No worries~”
[18/07/2013 8:15:51 PM] Messiah: “Fish won’t work either.”
[18/07/2013 8:16:28 PM] Ilalel: “Would you please do me the honor of helping you pick an appropriate form?”
[18/07/2013 8:17:10 PM] Slick: Slick moves out of the warehouse, looking around but trying to keep it casual.
[18/07/2013 8:18:01 PM] Seda Lula: The mouth is gone, and the strange tiger beast is in the water, swimming away. And then beneath the waves.
[18/07/2013 8:19:40 PM] Ilalel: “Should I follow?”
[18/07/2013 8:20:00 PM] Slick: “Probably.”
[18/07/2013 8:20:03 PM] Hajime: Hajime sighs and shrugs. “…if you can catch up with her. I’m going home. To sleep.”
[18/07/2013 8:20:26 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel starts to transform into something vaguely fish-like and jumps into the water.
[18/07/2013 8:21:23 PM] Slick: “Meet you at the airport.” And Slick is gone – not invisible, just naturally fading into the shadows.
[18/07/2013 8:21:57 PM] Messiah: “Yeah, I’m getting out of here. You gonna be okay?”
[18/07/2013 8:22:11 PM] Ilalel: (( angler fish form! With some extra swim speed from her HBA and MOE ))
[18/07/2013 8:23:27 PM] Seda Lula: Taipre-Iauara, the Water-Tiger.
[18/07/2013 8:23:30 PM] Hajime: "Yeah. I’ll just never get used to dealing with people who have such an obvious “I am going to kill you” attitude. But i’ll deal."
[18/07/2013 8:24:54 PM | Edited 8:25:03 PM] Storyteller: The next morning:
[18/07/2013 8:26:16 PM | Edited 8:26:24 PM] Storyteller: In front of a pet store in Eagle’s Launch, several hours before the plane leaves.
[18/07/2013 8:26:17 PM | Removed 8:26:27 PM] Slick: This message has been removed.
[18/07/2013 8:26:59 PM] Messiah: Messiah has Empress draped over one shoulder. Naturally she has to keep an arm up or the kitty fusses at her.
[18/07/2013 8:27:51 PM] Hajime: Hajime is is same usual self, though more rested and confident now that he hasn’t had to watch over Lula for a night and it’s not night in a creepy warehouse anymore. Things are lookin’ good!
[18/07/2013 8:28:13 PM] Seda Lula: There is a handsome, if rough young man. Ratlike is perhaps the way to describe him. Ratlike and in full Zatesh uniform, looking akward in his own skin. How close he stays to the much younger man. “Hajime this is weird. I don’t have my hair.”
[18/07/2013 8:28:56 PM | Edited 8:29:03 PM] Hajime: “…and that is the weirdest thing to you right now. Really. Lula, did you eat someone?”
[18/07/2013 8:29:09 PM] Slick: A construction worker – or maybe a city surveyor? – in safety orange slowly moseys down the other side of the street. A car passes, blocking him from view, and he is gone again.
[18/07/2013 8:29:19 PM] Ilalel: “…Eating people is frowned upon, Lula…”
[18/07/2013 8:29:50 PM] Seda Lula: “He wanted to stab me. I responded in kind. And I only ate him when I was a saika to get rid of the body because Father Manta was very clear that just leaving a SINGLE corpses is bad”
[18/07/2013 8:30:01 PM] Messiah: “You should listen to them. Even if they tell me explosives aren’t the solution to everything.”
[18/07/2013 8:30:21 PM] Hajime: “Well, if he wanted to stab you, then that’s okay. I guess.”
[18/07/2013 8:30:42 PM] Ilalel: “Lula, because you are strong, that means you have a responcibility to treat those much weaker than yourself differently.”
[18/07/2013 8:31:01 PM] Hajime: Hajime does not think it’s really okay, but self-defense is legal.
[18/07/2013 8:31:35 PM | Edited 8:31:40 PM] Hajime: "And when she says differently, she does not mean “like toys.”"
[18/07/2013 8:32:52 PM] Seda Lula: “Hold your hand out Ilalel. I will show you the diffrence between what I do with a friend and what I do to a stabber.” She holds out her own hand. Despite the leanness of the body, muscles that could-not-be buldge
[18/07/2013 8:33:23 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel holds out her hand.
[18/07/2013 8:33:53 PM] Messiah: “Are we gonna get the cat or not? And could you at least not get a kitten?” Empress chirps quietly enough an onlooker would likely think Messiah is the one speaking.
[18/07/2013 8:34:34 PM] Seda Lula: “Friend. Regular people. No one that hurts” Soft and gentle, a regular handshake. “Enemy.” And then there is pain. Crushing strength. The sort of power that could easily break the bones if she went further.
[18/07/2013 8:35:30 PM] Hajime: Hajime tilts his head, intrigued. “You think it is better to kill an animal that is in the fullness of its potential and intelligence and emotional capabilities, than a newborn that barely even knows its alive?”
[18/07/2013 8:36:38 PM] Messiah: “Yeah otherwise I’ll spend the trip mothering her.” “Cats also eat their young so…”
[18/07/2013 8:37:09 PM] Hajime: “Ah. I see. Apologies for assuming.”
[18/07/2013 8:38:23 PM] Messiah: “I should get you fixed.” “Don’t you dare.”
[18/07/2013 8:38:24 PM] Ilalel: Ilalel does her best to not react that much. “Lula, have you ever played a game? I mean before you became a Lunar.”
[18/07/2013 8:39:04 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula releases her grip “I didn’t have time. I was being taught. I was a story-dancer.”
[18/07/2013 8:40:54 PM | Edited 8:40:56 PM] Hajime: “We should play, sometimes. Games. I think that could help you understand people better.”
[18/07/2013 8:41:38 PM | Edited 8:41:47 PM] Ilalel: “I see. Perhaps I should teach you of games sometime. Well, on our trip I know a few I could teach you… but I’m not sure if tic-tac-toe, Squares, or rock-paper-scissors would keep your interest though…”
[18/07/2013 8:42:34 PM] Seda Lula: “I can show you some story-dance!” She… no he, at the moment, jumps happily in place “Are we flying now or no? Yes? Yes no?”
[18/07/2013 8:43:25 PM] Ilalel: “That’s only fair. If desire you to learn of our culture, we should learn of yours as well.”
[18/07/2013 8:43:41 PM] Slick: “First, your cat.” …where did Slick come from? “But not here. In the alley.”
[18/07/2013 8:45:06 PM] Messiah: “Yes.”
[18/07/2013 8:45:25 PM] Slick: Slick leads the way.
[18/07/2013 8:45:43 PM] Seda Lula: “Cat? But I already got a small thing.”
[18/07/2013 8:46:07 PM] Slick: “Pet shop cats live a while. Shelters? Euthanize if no one adopts after a period of time. This one was to die today anyway.” Slick gestures down the alley.
[18/07/2013 8:46:23 PM] Slick: “At least I’ve given him a last meal.”
[18/07/2013 8:46:49 PM] Messiah: “Okay. I’d rather not watch, thank you.”

… Messiah you give no fucks about blowing people up-
[18/07/2013 8:47:04 PM] Seda Lula: “Oh… Oh this one needs a good death. I will give it.” He bows and strides down to the dark. “Poor thing… There will be a good death. No worries.”
[18/07/2013 8:47:21 PM] Slick: “Figured, Messiah. Keep a lookout outside the alley, please?”
[18/07/2013 8:47:47 PM] Messiah: “Can do.”

Empress rumbles and moves to actually sit on Messiah’s shoulder, rubbing against her head.
[18/07/2013 8:49:02 PM] Seda Lula: Into the alley. A small cooing sound. A sickening crack. A small flash of unlight. And a cat strolls out of the alley. No more no less.
[18/07/2013 8:49:30 PM] Ilalel: (( Oh god! the kitten killed Lula! ))
[18/07/2013 8:49:46 PM] Messiah: Leya crouches down and picks up the kitty! Two kitties. Kitty heaven. Yep.
[18/07/2013 8:52:05 PM] Seda Lula: “Meow~” The kitty goes a violent shade of teal, fur temporarily replaced with tendrils, eyes huge and yellow. And then its just a cat again. Black.
[18/07/2013 8:54:43 PM] Messiah: “…”
“Behave, kitten, she doesn’t carry just anyone you know.”
[18/07/2013 9:01:03 PM] Ilalel: * Centipede crawls up on top of Leya. (centipede face)
[18/07/2013 9:02:00 PM] Lohqua: “…” Leyah sighs. “Let me guess, I’m now your mighty steed.” Deadpan. Her shoulders are shaking with laughter though.

Scene 2, full log
The Job Stars with a Bang

You are in a small room to the back of large meeting room. Outside you can hear murmers and rustles as members of the media settle into place. around you , frantic rushing as the various members of SF0 make Last minute preperations for the confrence. Ley is nowhere to be seen.
[11/07/2013 6:51:23 PM] Slick: Slick is not looking for the even smaller closet, and the nook behind that closet, and so on to see how deep it goes, honest.
[11/07/2013 6:51:59 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula seems to have decided that flopping listlessly on the table and making whining noises is the best way to get what she wants. That is a beach trip to be exact.
[11/07/2013 6:53:04 PM] Slick: Slick is also not looking for a hair drier to prank Seda with, because he has at least a minimal survival instinct.
[11/07/2013 6:53:52 PM | Edited 6:54:58 PM] Hajime: Hajime is breathing in and out slowly as a relaxing exercise to get “into the role.” He is wearing much different clothing this time – colorful, fancy, with a martial arts belt at the waist, hair dyed blue and with make-up imitating subtle Water Aspect markings.
[11/07/2013 6:54:22 PM | Edited 6:54:51 PM] Hajime: “Lula, stop that,” he says curtly. “You’re not going to the beach today. Not after what you did to that dolphin last time.”
[11/07/2013 6:54:46 PM] Slick: “Is THAT what that was? I had a hard time identifying it.”
[11/07/2013 6:55:15 PM] Seda Lula: “The dolphin was asking for it.” she retorts simply. “It bit my tentacles. I bit it back. Alot. With many mouths.”
[11/07/2013 6:55:39 PM | Edited 6:56:24 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: * A relatively large centipede scurries under the door into the room, it moves a distance out into the room and seems to look around*
[11/07/2013 6:55:48 PM] Slick: “…has anyone told you, you can do a good imitation of a pirhanha swarm?”
[11/07/2013 6:55:59 PM | Removed 6:56:20 PM] Slick: This message has been removed.
[11/07/2013 6:56:08 PM] Slick: “…”
[11/07/2013 6:56:35 PM] Slick: “Were we expecting bugs?”
[11/07/2013 6:56:38 PM] Hajime: “Uh, centipede. Whatever.”
[11/07/2013 6:56:56 PM] Slick: “Lula.” Slick points at the newcomer. “Greet.”
[11/07/2013 6:57:25 PM] Slick: Slick mutters to Hajime, “If it survives, it belongs.”
[11/07/2013 6:57:36 PM] Hajime: “Oooh boy!” Haj laughs. “Giant centipede vs Toothed Squid, round one!”
[11/07/2013 6:58:01 PM] Hajime: Hajime has a rather… Different behavior from the original meeting between everyone. Comes with the Resplendency.
[11/07/2013 6:58:14 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula stands and stretches, then bends down to look at the centipede. “Hullo!” She smiles. Then her forehead is a light with wtich-fire and the burning pale circle of a Full-Moon’s caste mark. “Are you like I?”
[11/07/2013 6:58:45 PM] Seda Lula: Still smiling her smile widens to show a shark’s teeth “Or some pet lost its way~? Won’t be missed then~”
[11/07/2013 6:59:32 PM] Hajime: “Don’t eat bugs! It’s gross.”
[11/07/2013 6:59:50 PM | Edited 7:04:44 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: * The centipede looks up at Lula, and a much smaller Full Moon Caste-mark appears glowing on it, before it starts to ‘grow’ taking the shape of a women, with brunette hair wearing a blue business suit and slacks.
[11/07/2013 7:00:13 PM] Seda Lula: “OH BOY OH BOY~” And then there are hugs.
[11/07/2013 7:00:56 PM] Hajime: “Oh god we have two of them I am going to die” Haj winces as a Pattern Spider pinches his thread.
[11/07/2013 7:01:38 PM] Slick: Slick stays quiet for now, and at a small distance.
[11/07/2013 7:02:19 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel stands stands from the crawling position she was in and brushes herself off. “I am sorry I was unable to attend the previous meeting I was held…Gah!” and then she was hugged.
[11/07/2013 7:03:37 PM] Hajime: “Not much happened. Apart from us learning terrible world-threatening knowledge but pfew, we call that Tuesday.”
[11/07/2013 7:03:42 PM] Seda Lula: There is a suprising amount of pressure to a hug. At least from a woman who’s mostly squid. Really not suprising when you think about it that way. She has done horrible things to cars with those hands.
[11/07/2013 7:05:12 PM] Hajime: “So hello. I’m Thomas Linus. The squid-woman hugging you is Seda Lula of the Full Moon Caste. The silent gentleman is Slick. We’re pleased to meetcha.”
[11/07/2013 7:05:53 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel loosk a bit uncomfortable. “I would appreciate it if you might… release me…”
[11/07/2013 7:07:50 PM] Slick: “He’s not, but do play along with it, for all our sakes.”
[11/07/2013 7:08:02 PM] Seda Lula: “Oh… hrmm~!” A happy toss! Something akin to playful sparring. If only she did not casually break everything she touched, it wouldn’t have broken the table “Now its YOUR turn!”
[11/07/2013 7:08:53 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel does her best to catch herself. “I am Ilalel Pelarel… My turn…?”
[11/07/2013 7:09:41 PM] Storyteller: Several winces can be heard from the SF0 PR team. Fortunatly, they already have been giving Lula a wide berth.
[11/07/2013 7:10:01 PM] Hajime: “Yeah, calling me by my other name when I am wearing a Destiny hurts me, so please refrain. Someone can write it on a piece of paper or I’ll tell you later.”
[11/07/2013 7:10:26 PM] Hajime: “Lula! Put the other Lunar down. Not everyone is a wrestler.”
[11/07/2013 7:10:41 PM] Seda Lula: “Yes~! When warriors meet they have to spar and then they can be as family~!” Lula adopts a stance somewhere between a bouncing dance and ready for combat.
[11/07/2013 7:12:06 PM] Slick: Slick sighs. “Do I need to fetch the butter and lemon wedges?”
[11/07/2013 7:13:36 PM] Hajime: “Lula. Not every Lunar is a warrior, you know?”
[11/07/2013 7:13:48 PM] Hajime: “There are also… Spies? Scientists? Sorcerers?”
[11/07/2013 7:13:51 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel looks around a bit worried. “Well… they might get mad if we fight in here and trash the place…”
[11/07/2013 7:14:18 PM | Edited 7:14:21 PM] Storyteller: Frantic nodding from the PR team.
[11/07/2013 7:15:10 PM] Seda Lula: “She has the same mark! She met the Laughing Man to and we shouuuld~!”
[11/07/2013 7:16:43 PM] Hajime: Hajime massages his temples, dreading the incoming headache. “Think of the work people will have to do to repair the room if you break it. Think of how much worse it’ll be if you break her.
[11/07/2013 7:17:15 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “We’re also not supposed to let people know about us. If you really want I can probably find an appropriate place but I suspect my fighting style might leave you a bit disappointed…”
[11/07/2013 7:17:20 PM | Edited 7:17:28 PM] Hajime: Hajime adds frantic gestures to Ilalel to try and convince her to play along rather than saying she’s strong enough to handle it.
[11/07/2013 7:18:26 PM] Hajime: “Yes! Perfect. We’re scheduling this for like Thursday evening and I’ll find a location.”
[11/07/2013 7:18:34 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Oh, and, uh, I’m afraid you might break me, which would me very painful and not a lot of fun for me…”
[11/07/2013 7:18:37 PM] Hajime: “And in the meantime you leave her be. ’kay?”
[11/07/2013 7:19:23 PM] Seda Lula: Lula’s head cocks to the side, curious and not bouncing. “Aaaaw…. but… but they won’t let me do ANYTHING…” She bows to her fellow Full Moon “I’m sorry…” She then sits, dejected in the rubble of the table, idly passing shards to her hair so that it might snap them. Have to exercise the tentacles now and again, yes?
[11/07/2013 7:20:33 PM] Slick: “Think of this as a different sort of fight.”
[11/07/2013 7:20:45 PM] Slick: “One that you can not win with your muscles.”
[11/07/2013 7:20:47 PM] Hajime: “Maybe she will want to go to the beach with you?” Haj adds with a hopeful look.
[11/07/2013 7:21:10 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel looks a little confused. “Oh? The beach? I suppose I could…”
[11/07/2013 7:21:16 PM] Slick: “Indeed – those who use physical violence here lose. But that does not mean there is no violence.”
[11/07/2013 7:21:26 PM] Slick: “Nor arms and armor.”
[11/07/2013 7:22:51 PM] Seda Lula: “….Você parou de falar corretamente?”
[11/07/2013 7:23:27 PM] Seda Lula: Slick is speaking nonsense now, how strange… Lula instead returns to snapping wood shards in her hair
[11/07/2013 7:25:10 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Now that introductions are over. Can anyone catch me up on the current mission parameters?”
[11/07/2013 7:25:43 PM] Seda Lula: “There are 150 foes and we will put their heads on spikes~!”
[11/07/2013 7:28:17 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “I see, that sounds quite different than the initial summary I received. I assume this ritual execution is to be televised, hence the technical crews and PR team?”
[11/07/2013 7:28:32 PM] Hajime: “We are tasked with… Bringing in line… The Solars, Abyssals and potential rogue Infernals who present a danger to Meruvia. They are all Exalts of the utmost power level, and there are about gtwo hundreds of them, total.”
[11/07/2013 7:28:48 PM] Hajime: “Lula is, hm, projecting herself into the future.”
[11/07/2013 7:29:06 PM] Hajime: “Which is a fancy way of saying putting their heads on spikes is what she intends to do.”
[11/07/2013 7:29:14 PM] Hajime: “We do not actually have any captive Solar.”
[11/07/2013 7:29:25 PM] Slick: “The current mission is to brief the press. It is intended that they survive.”
[11/07/2013 7:31:46 PM] Seda Lula: “War glorious war~”
[11/07/2013 7:31:54 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Ah, I see. I must admit I’m not super familar with exactly what Solars and Abyssals are, though I think I heard Abyssals come from some sort of Underworld? I see, how much are we letting them know?”
[11/07/2013 7:32:42 PM] Slick: “…let us handle that if you are unfamiliar with the situation yourself.”
[11/07/2013 7:32:57 PM] Slick: “That said…” Slick looks to the PR crew. “Do we still have some time?”
[11/07/2013 7:34:14 PM] Storyteller: A random member of the SF0 PR team aproaches the team. “Your on in ten.”
[11/07/2013 7:35:12 PM] Seda Lula: Seda Lula curls in her nest of shattered wood, ignorant of the world outside her closed eyes. I mean, more than normally. She seems to think naps are a great idea.
[11/07/2013 7:35:19 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “I assume part of our mission is to ensure the press conference will go off without incident. To that end I will remain hidden and watchful for danger and allow you to handle the actual speaking.”
[11/07/2013 7:35:59 PM] Slick: Slick eyeflicks to Lula. “If you could keep an eye – and restraint – on her, that would help.”
[11/07/2013 7:38:15 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Keeping an eye on her is no problem… restraining her is a whole different story.”
[11/07/2013 7:38:36 PM] Tluthal: “Guh…”
[11/07/2013 7:38:43 PM] Hajime: “That is, believe it or not, my job.” Hajime looks so very much his fifteen years old at this moment.
[11/07/2013 7:38:45 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Athaleyah Dibare grumbles about that.
[11/07/2013 7:39:45 PM] Hajime: “I’m her minder.”
[11/07/2013 7:40:24 PM] Hajime: “I’ve sparred with her a couple times – believe me, we’ll be glad she’s there when someone starts punching us.”
[11/07/2013 7:42:46 PM] Storyteller: Tip toeing past the sleeping Lula, one of the PR members mutters quietly to the team “your on in three. Ready to go?”
[11/07/2013 7:43:02 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “No I’m more annoyed about being on stage.”
[11/07/2013 7:43:21 PM] Hajime: Hajime nods, closes his eyes. Get in character, get in character.
[11/07/2013 7:45:03 PM] Hajime: Hajime hops from his seat, breathes in slowly, then start doing katas in the middle of the room, in an open space. There is an ease in his movements, a watery fluidity; he looks the part of the Water Aspect martial artist, at least.
[11/07/2013 7:47:33 PM] Slick: Slick stays still for a moment, clothes flowing around him, until he looks the strong, silent second in command. He just needs to hide in plain sight, and speak up if the lead stumbles.
[11/07/2013 7:48:18 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel nods to Hajime. “If you have her handled, should I do as I suggested?”
[11/07/2013 7:49:08 PM] Hajime: “Please do. I am officially in charge of this team, at least in the public’s eye.”
[11/07/2013 7:49:21 PM] Hajime: “I will do the speaking, to a certain extent.”
[11/07/2013 7:51:23 PM] Storyteller: The PR memeber nods. Keeping his voice low, he says “Right. Head to the stage enterance, and PLEASE don’t wake Lula. She is not media ready yet.”
[11/07/2013 7:52:06 PM] Slick: Slick follows Hajime thataway.
[11/07/2013 7:52:40 PM] Hajime: Hajime nods, and makes an assertive motion to follow him to the rest of the group, before going to the entrance. If there is any stress or uncertainty in him, he does not show it; his smile his confident.
[11/07/2013 7:54:14 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Athaleyah Dibare sighs and heads out, hair carefully arranged.
[11/07/2013 7:54:45 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel nods and shrinks back down into a centipede and scurries out after them.
[11/07/2013 7:55:37 PM] Storyteller: As the members file on to the stage, a sea of flashes begin going off from the seated media. At the center of the sage, behind the podium set up there, is Klaus in full dress uniform.

“And if I may introduce the members of the Zatesh squadron? Minus a few members whos duties have kept them elsewhere. This is Slick, Ilalel, Athaleyah Dibare and Thomas Linus, the team leader. They will answering any questions you have shortly. Linus, if you would care to take the podium-”

Klaus is cut off as one of the reporters explodes into flame, screaming “Purge the corruption!!” Admidst the scream and sudden stench of burning flesh, a long stream of fire that blasts into Klaus, casuing him to… melt? Metal gleaming, the duplicate falls to the ground as the sprinklers belated spring to life, filling the room steam as the water vaporizes against the burning figure in middle of the room, surrounded by bubbling corpses. The rest of the reporters have scrambled away in fear and agony from the fire veined, nude figure screaming obsenties in the middle of the room.

((OOC: No need to roll a join battle here, just write how you guys attack and murderize him.))
[11/07/2013 7:57:55 PM] Slick: Slick fades – literally – as he checks around. His allies have this guy, but if this guy has backup, he won’t let them get the drop.
[11/07/2013 7:58:54 PM] Hajime: “Well, that was quick,” Thomas whispers as everything goes south. Then he lets martial arts training and his resplendency take over – he is in charge. He is a master. As the duplicate touches the ground, he flickers out of sight, blasts into light behind the burning figure, bracers whirling madly; his Essence-bolstered fists reach into the fire at a dozen strike a second, and then he’s gone again, blinding light hiding the scene from any reporter who would be so bold as to try and take pictures.
[11/07/2013 8:00:18 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel scurries from from the shadows and bites at the strange nude man, aiming for his ankle and hoping to have injected some of her poison into his system.
[11/07/2013 8:02:19 PM | Edited 8:02:47 PM] Storyteller: The nude man crumples into ashes under the hits: apperently whatever he had used to allow him to throw fire had left him rather fragile.
((OOCtake 2l fire damage from his aura))
[11/07/2013 8:03:47 PM] Hajime: “And THAT, ladies and gentlemen”, says Haj rather loudly as he steps on the last dying ashes of the assaillant, “should answer any question as to whether it was wise from your government to spend your money on a task force such as ours. Anything else?”
[11/07/2013 8:04:36 PM | Edited 8:04:44 PM] Storyteller: The hiss of the extiguingqishing fires can barely be heard over the agonized screams of the burned and the dull thud of boots approaching the room.
[11/07/2013 8:04:47 PM] Slick: Slick fades back into visibility and begins looking for those most injured, triaging their injuries as best he can.
[11/07/2013 8:05:09 PM] Hajime: Hajime throws to the ground his burning clothes, leaving more apparent the severe burns over his wrists and forearms, but he pays them no mind. It will heal.
[11/07/2013 8:05:35 PM] Slick: Slick almost dances through the burnt, slicing away still-alight flesh and spraying synthflesh or applying bandages as appropriate.
[11/07/2013 8:05:59 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Athaleyah Dibare swears and switches her clothes out in a flash of bright gold light.
[11/07/2013 8:06:01 PM] Hajime: Hajime simply helps carry the wounded outside, to find them medical attention.
[11/07/2013 8:08:03 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel scurries off to the back room turning back to human before running out to help the injured.
[11/07/2013 8:08:27 PM] Storyteller: Klaus bursts into the room, SF0 responce team at his back. Looking around, he mutters several colorful sounding Eastern curses, before directing the medics to aid with clean up. “Team, upstairs, 10 minutes. See you there.”
[11/07/2013 8:08:49 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Athaleyah Dibare nods.
[11/07/2013 8:09:36 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel nods.
[11/07/2013 8:10:48 PM] Slick: Slick backs off once the proper medics take over. He looks around, takes in a breath, then, “Reporters. Please keep in mind who was injured, and who fell, here. These are the kinds of enemies we’re facing. We would appreciate your cooperation.” And turns to leave.
[11/07/2013 8:11:08 PM] Storyteller: (Scene Break)
Upstairs, the team files into the room, waiting on Klaus.
[11/07/2013 8:12:25 PM] Hajime: “Well. That went pretty horrible pretty quickly. Everyone safe?”
[11/07/2013 8:13:26 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “This is one of many reasons I dislike public appearances.” Though, frankly, at least it was this and not OHGODPEOPLE this time.
[11/07/2013 8:14:19 PM | Edited 8:14:32 PM] Slick: “We’re fine. They,” Slick points to the pair who got close to the firey one, “will need an hour or two longer. Their bodies have to rest up between treatment bursts.”
[11/07/2013 8:15:09 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “I was slightly burned when I got close to him, but I’ll be fine.”
[11/07/2013 8:16:05 PM] Hajime: “Same here. We got out of this pretty well, considering the reporters. God, that’s going to be a nightmare. Combusting terrorists…”
[11/07/2013 8:16:30 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Ehn.” She shrugs.
[11/07/2013 8:16:32 PM] Slick: “Which is why I reminded them that it was reporters who got killed today.”
[11/07/2013 8:18:50 PM] Storyteller: “They still aren’t going to be happy when they come to.” Klaus says striding into the room, the door sealing behind him. “Fuck, I’m not happy that a Genics addict somehow made it into here.”
[11/07/2013 8:20:20 PM] Hajime: “Genics, uh?” Haj answers with surprise. “Makes his talk of purging the corruption pretty ironic in retrospect.”
[11/07/2013 8:21:18 PM] Hajime: “Do we have any idea if he was affiliated to an outside group or a lone shooter?”
[11/07/2013 8:21:56 PM] Storyteller: Klaus shrugs. “No clue. Guess what your first asignment is.”
[11/07/2013 8:22:40 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “… Note to self: Bring more fire ignited bombs.”
[11/07/2013 8:23:04 PM] Hajime: “Eh. Should have figured. I don’t think that’ll amount to anything, but let me check, just in case-” he says cryptically, then whispers a few inaudible word to the intangible spider on his shoulder, and lets her crawl back along his thread.
[11/07/2013 8:23:22 PM] Hajime: (Efficient Secretary Technique, looking for the identity of the terrorist)
[11/07/2013 8:23:38 PM] Slick: “Track down the local dealers and makers of Genics?”
[11/07/2013 8:24:54 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “We should do so discretely and follow them back to their sources. It’s unlikely some lowlife drug dealer is the mastermind behind this.”
[11/07/2013 8:25:15 PM] Storyteller: “That would be Piotr Ivanov and his distributer, Tracy Weissmann. They’re kinda members of the Althing.”
[11/07/2013 8:25:36 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Why am I not surprised.”
[11/07/2013 8:26:29 PM] Hajime: “Yeah, that’s… We don’t want to be dealing with these guys if we can avoid it. They have status, and Tracy is-” his mouth silently articulates the word ‘bat-shit’.
[11/07/2013 8:26:52 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Do either of them have reasons to sabatouge this press conference?”
[11/07/2013 8:26:52 PM] Storyteller: “Not a member of good standing with the althing.”
[11/07/2013 8:27:01 PM] Slick: “So. We have Althing lieutenants acting directly against Althing lieutenants?”
[11/07/2013 8:27:35 PM] Slick: “…not in good standing, eh?”
[11/07/2013 8:27:41 PM] Hajime: “Not necessarily. Genics are a drug; I could buy some within a few hours if I wanted it, and Tracy wouldn’t have anything to do with it. It’s available to people who want it.”
[11/07/2013 8:28:12 PM] Seda Lula: Lula, having apparently moved her nap to the corner, groggily wakes, eyes blear with sleep, stretching her arms and uncoiling her hair in the same motion “Bom dia, posso sentir o cheiro de comida?” She asks sleepily in Seatongue
[11/07/2013 8:28:35 PM] Hajime: “I have… One identity with ‘street cred’, but it’s probably not the best one for polite infiltration work.”
[11/07/2013 8:28:47 PM] Slick: “…huh. View it as a gun, then? No connection to whoever put this guy up to it?”
[11/07/2013 8:29:19 PM] Hajime: “No necessary connection. Could still be one. We’ll have to investigate.”
[11/07/2013 8:30:22 PM] Hajime: Hajime waves at Lula. “Hey, hi. Sorry, we didn’t wake you up, and… You kinda missed the fight. Guy burst into flame, killed people, we had to take him down.”
[11/07/2013 8:30:27 PM] Hajime: “Was quick, though.”
[11/07/2013 8:31:26 PM] Storyteller: “At the very least, Tracy probably knows who bought it.”
[11/07/2013 8:31:28 PM] Seda Lula: She blinks some more… then makes a slight sniffle “Eu perdi uma luta?” Then slight water-works begin…
[11/07/2013 8:32:16 PM | Edited 8:32:24 PM] Storyteller: “Getting that information out of her is liable to be… difficult however.”
[11/07/2013 8:32:50 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Is there enough trace evidence left within the perpitrator that we could analyze the drug and determine what batch it came from?”
[11/07/2013 8:33:04 PM] Seda Lula: “I wanna fiiight why didn’t anybody wake me up what happened?”
[11/07/2013 8:33:20 PM] Storyteller: “Maybe. Lab boys are working on it.”
[11/07/2013 8:33:30 PM] Hajime: “We didn’t have time; I told you, it was over in seconds.”
[11/07/2013 8:33:56 PM | Edited 8:34:13 PM] Storyteller: “Piotr would be of some help there, if you run the samples over to him.”
[11/07/2013 8:34:48 PM] Hajime: “Hm. If Piotr works with Tracy, he won’t return results that incriminates her. But if she isn’t involved… Yes. We should ask for his help. Maybe he can leverage her into helping us, too.”
[11/07/2013 8:35:34 PM] Hajime: Hajime shudders at the thought of dealing with two Infernals in the margin of the Allthing. He would have prefered… Spirit-blooded, that would have been good. Maybe a rogue Terrestrial? Simple stuff for a first assignement.
[11/07/2013 8:35:58 PM] Seda Lula: “I didn’t get to see what a camera was… or nuthin…” Small sobs are replaced with a pout. “And Mr. Klaus said if I went on the cameras I could go to the beach how am I gonna go now… Mr Klaaauss pleasse swimmin? I’ll tear out those two’s spines for you if I can please?”
[11/07/2013 8:36:38 PM | Edited 8:36:46 PM] Storyteller: “You know, I think Tracy is going to be on the docks in the next few days…”
[11/07/2013 8:37:17 PM] Slick: “Well. Up for a stealth swim?”
[11/07/2013 8:37:26 PM] Seda Lula: “Yes I can do that yes!”
[11/07/2013 8:37:30 PM] Slick: “Or is a swim that’s actually work not going to happen?”
[11/07/2013 8:38:34 PM] Hajime: “…hm… So. Should we favor the diplomatic approach, ask her stuff, or should we try the back entrance immediately? Or split into two groups, possibly.”
[11/07/2013 8:38:53 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Doing it as two groups may be more effective.”
[11/07/2013 8:39:48 PM] Hajime: “That’s my thinking. Lula, a swimming approach from the harbor suits you; Slick, you can turn invisible. Seems like a natural duo. Ilalel, I’m… Not sure what you can do?”
[11/07/2013 8:41:38 PM] Hajime: “Leyah, you feel up to go with me try diplomacy with a borderline Infernal drug-dealer?”
[11/07/2013 8:42:12 PM] Slick: “…yes. Ilalel, this would be a good time to introduce yourself.”
[11/07/2013 8:42:13 PM] Seda Lula: “SWIMMING~! KILLING~ WAR~”
[11/07/2013 8:42:52 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “As with most lunars I can take a variety of shapes.”
[11/07/2013 8:43:19 PM] Hajime: “Lula, it would be bad form to kill Tracy’s men if she’s not involved in the crime. Please refrain from murder until we know for sure she’s not innocent.” Well, for a given value of innocent.
[11/07/2013 8:43:42 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Yes, I can do that.” She smiles.
[11/07/2013 8:43:48 PM] Seda Lula: A confused look appears on her face “So… take slaves?”
[11/07/2013 8:44:19 PM] Storyteller: “Just to be clear, the Althing really only gives a fuck over who gets her phylactery if you kill her.”
[11/07/2013 8:44:36 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “I can produce weapons from my body. I can form shapes that are unlikely any living creature. I also have my signature centipede shape that is an especially effective stealthy killer.”
[11/07/2013 8:45:07 PM] Hajime: "Oh, is that a situation of “we want her dead but no one wants to be the one assigned to it so we keep pretending she’s one of us?” That seems to happen a lot to you guys."
[11/07/2013 8:45:27 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Lula, do you know how to move without being seen?”
[11/07/2013 8:45:37 PM | Edited 8:45:50 PM] Storyteller: “That being said, she is an experienced murder scourage. So she’s an iron clad pain in the ass to kill, yes.”
[11/07/2013 8:45:59 PM] Hajime: “All righ. Ilalel, I would be inclined to have you on discreet back-up with Leyah and me in case things get rough.”
[11/07/2013 8:46:05 PM] Hajime: “If that’s okay with you.”
[11/07/2013 8:46:14 PM] Slick: “What sort of…shapes?”
[11/07/2013 8:46:23 PM] Slick: “Are we talking, you can be a gun or something?”
[11/07/2013 8:46:53 PM] Seda Lula: “…. I can swim good. And make war~! Father Manta taught me well~! I am the Terror From the Depths and I am the Daughter of the Manta~! I am the Death-of-Many-Things and I will swallow the heart of our foes~”
[11/07/2013 8:46:54 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “…I can do that in a sense.”
[11/07/2013 8:47:40 PM] Slick: Slick headshakes. “Lula…can you spy? Can you scout? Can you do the things necessary to win a war OTHER than fighting?”
[11/07/2013 8:48:08 PM] Hajime: “Her favorite form is a giant kraken. Does that answer your question?”
[11/07/2013 8:48:15 PM] Slick: “Actually no.”
[11/07/2013 8:48:28 PM] Slick: “There can be, pardon the pun, hidden depths.”
[11/07/2013 8:48:36 PM] Hajime: Hajime glares.
[11/07/2013 8:48:47 PM] Slick: Slick cracks a grin. Briefly.
[11/07/2013 8:49:06 PM] Seda Lula: “I can be an ahool… I can be a taipre-iauara… I can be the kraken… I can be a storm mother?”
[11/07/2013 8:49:16 PM] Storyteller: “Oh, be careful here. You don’t want to wind up going to deep.”
[11/07/2013 8:49:21 PM] Slick: “But can you be a goldfish? Or a tuna?”
[11/07/2013 8:49:27 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Can you be a snake or a mouse or a bird?”
[11/07/2013 8:49:38 PM] Hajime: “Change of plan, guys. Ilela and Slick, you do the stealthy part. Lula, you come with us see the lady drug lord.”
[11/07/2013 8:49:42 PM] Slick: Slick nods to Klaus.
[11/07/2013 8:49:46 PM] Seda Lula: “I can be a dolphin! I can be siaka!”
[11/07/2013 8:50:05 PM] Slick: “…right.”
[11/07/2013 8:50:08 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Whale ship, if we’re going to do something fishy let’s not hold back bouys.” Leyah maintains a perfectly straight face, for about five seconds.
[11/07/2013 8:50:10 PM] Hajime: Hajime sloooowly facepalms.
[11/07/2013 8:50:27 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Dolphin is… close, I suppose…”
[11/07/2013 8:50:36 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Athaleyah Dibare drops her head into her arms and giggles.
[11/07/2013 8:50:44 PM] Seda Lula: “Its an asshole dolphin anyway and it deserved to die.”
[11/07/2013 8:50:46 PM] Slick: “Ilalel, I trout you’ll have much difficulty, but what’s your specialty?”
[11/07/2013 8:51:10 PM] Hajime: Hajime double facepalms.
[11/07/2013 8:51:21 PM | Edited 8:51:36 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Stealth, mostly. I have some other unique talents I don’t think will be useful here.”
[11/07/2013 8:51:48 PM] Slick: “…how well can you mimic equipment?”
[11/07/2013 8:51:55 PM | Edited 8:51:58 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Oh come on. Hee hee. Don’t sail yourself short.”
[11/07/2013 8:52:27 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “It ehehehe shrimply won’t do.”
[11/07/2013 8:52:44 PM] Hajime: “I swear to god, the next time someone puns, I will… I don’t know what, but I will do it.”
[11/07/2013 8:52:53 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “/Pun/t us?”
[11/07/2013 8:53:17 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “I can mimic the function or weapons I can consumed, but they will appear… they grow forth from my body and appear organic and touched by the moon.”
[11/07/2013 8:53:31 PM] Seda Lula: “I don’t understand why you’re so upset Hajime…”
[11/07/2013 8:53:43 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “/Pun/ish us? Make sure we eel the pain?”
[11/07/2013 8:53:50 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Leyah stop giggling it’s undignified.
[11/07/2013 8:53:55 PM] Hajime: Aaaargh.
[11/07/2013 8:54:01 PM] Hajime: Hajime is not happy.
[11/07/2013 8:54:12 PM] Slick: “Ah, I didn’t necessarily mean function. If you get the form down well enough, my shroud might be able to cover both of us. Seal us away from detection.”
[11/07/2013 8:54:12 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Empress is laughing even harder so it could be worse.
[11/07/2013 8:54:14 PM] Hajime: Hajime is making the serious face. And the Glare. Oh yes the Glare.
[11/07/2013 8:54:36 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Leyah hasn’t raised her head up yet, and is a shaking mass of giggling red curls to all appearances.
[11/07/2013 8:55:02 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Surely you wouldn’t be so /coral/se.”
[11/07/2013 8:55:23 PM] Storyteller: “Ok enough. We do need you all ship-shape for this.”
[11/07/2013 8:55:26 PM] Hajime: “You don’t know, do you.”
[11/07/2013 8:55:29 PM] Slick: “So while I sneak around, you could be ready to keelhaul any trouble we find.”
[11/07/2013 8:55:38 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Gimme a minute and I’ll be able to-ehehehehe!”
[11/07/2013 8:55:57 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “You’re going to keel me.”
[11/07/2013 8:56:02 PM] Hajime: “I killed a man.” He checks his watch. “Twenty minutes ago. I stepped on the burning corpses of a dozen people and put my hands into the fire so I could kill him before he killed anyone else.”
[11/07/2013 8:56:06 PM | Edited 8:56:20 PM] Hajime: “The skin hasn’t yet fully peeled off my burns.”
[11/07/2013 8:56:15 PM] Hajime: “I do not feel very pun-y right now.”
[11/07/2013 8:56:58 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “Yes and I was about ten minutes away from a panic attack. Reel with it.”
[11/07/2013 8:57:10 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “I will confess, I have never attempted to fully turn into a weapon, I am uncertain if I am able to…”
[11/07/2013 8:57:10 PM | Edited 8:57:21 PM] Slick: Slick looks to Messiah, pokerfacing. “Yeah, don’t give him an excuse to carp, okay?”
[11/07/2013 8:57:26 PM] Storyteller: “Ley. Slick. Enough.”
[11/07/2013 8:57:40 PM] Slick: Slick then looks back to Ilalel. “We should practice.”
[11/07/2013 8:58:29 PM] Seda Lula: “…. can I go swimming now?”
[11/07/2013 8:58:32 PM] Storyteller: “I’ll get the meeting set up, make sure the location is somewhere you guys can familize yourself with.”
[11/07/2013 8:58:33 PM] Hajime: “Ilalel and Slick. Stealth mission. Investigating Tracy’s business on the docks. Ley, Lula, you come with me talk to her. Diplomatic mission with the possibility that it might go wrong.”
[11/07/2013 8:58:48 PM] Hajime: Hajime nods a thanks to Klaus.
[11/07/2013 8:58:53 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: “… Krill. Okay I’m done.”
[11/07/2013 9:00:02 PM] Seda Lula: “Talking isn’t fun…”
[11/07/2013 9:00:53 PM] Hajime: “Well, you’re there in case we stop talking, if you catch my drift.”
[11/07/2013 9:01:08 PM] Seda Lula: “….what?”
[11/07/2013 9:01:18 PM] Hajime: “If it turns into a fight.”
[11/07/2013 9:01:33 PM] Slick: Slick resists the urge to call Hajime on saying “drift”.
[11/07/2013 9:02:17 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: “Instead of a weapon, what if I mimiced some piece of clothing like a scarf?”
[11/07/2013 9:02:24 PM | Edited 9:02:37 PM] Storyteller: “Distinct possiblity. She likes violence and death, and a group like your posses a chalenge to here she generally doesn’t face.”
[11/07/2013 9:03:04 PM] Hajime: “Oh ye gods and little fishes. Fighting a Scourge. I don’t think I’ve ever done that. Wasn’t looking forward to it.”
[11/07/2013 9:03:05 PM] Seda Lula: “Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay war~!”
[11/07/2013 9:03:25 PM] Hajime: “Klaus, should I scrap the splitting plan and just take everyone with me?”
[11/07/2013 9:04:16 PM | Edited 9:04:22 PM] Storyteller: “I think you’ll be ok. Just keep the others near you. Combat focuses are a pain to deal with.”
[11/07/2013 9:04:41 PM] Hajime: Hajime eyes Lula. “Tell me about it.”
[11/07/2013 9:05:17 PM] Slick: “Scarf would work.”
[11/07/2013 9:05:19 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Athaleyah Dibare snickers.
[11/07/2013 9:05:35 PM] Slick: “And…yeah, keep us informed of where…actually. Transponders?”
[11/07/2013 9:05:55 PM] Slick: “Would it be worthwhile for them to have transponders we can home in on, so we know where they are should things go south?”
[11/07/2013 9:06:16 PM] Seda Lula: An arm goes around Hajime’s shoulder, stretching like rubber into a distended limb that conviently ignores the table length between the owner of the arm and the Sidereal “Don’t worry little friend Hajime~! I am what Father Manta called ‘Deterrant’ and I am sure that is a good thing~!”
[11/07/2013 9:06:29 PM | Edited 9:07:22 PM] Storyteller: “Loaded into the SF0 issue cellphones you guys have.”
[11/07/2013 9:08:11 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel shrinks back down into centipede form, which then suddenly fluffs up with what looks to be some sort of animal hair … It’s more of a boa than scarf…
[11/07/2013 9:09:51 PM] Hajime: “Oh god Slick, you are going to look fabulous.
[11/07/2013 9:10:53 PM | Edited 9:11:21 PM] Storyteller: Klaus gets up. “I need to get back to damage control.” Tapping a button, he brings up a holographic display in the center of the room. “Here. Use this, you have access to our databases via it. Let me know your game plan, and I’ll set up the meeting. Try to avoid a fight if you can, but don’t worry if you can’t.”
[11/07/2013 9:11:15 PM] Hajime: “Will do, sir.”
[11/07/2013 9:11:19 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Empress creeps over toward Ilalel and bats at her.
[11/07/2013 9:12:12 PM] Storyteller: Klaus nods and exits the room, door sliding shut behind him.
[11/07/2013 9:13:11 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel scurries her fuzzy body away from the kitty. This likely just makes her even more enticing.
[11/07/2013 9:13:33 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Yep. Empress mews and creeps after her.
[11/07/2013 9:13:55 PM] Hajime: “And so… Our first mission. Planning. Stuff; Ladies and gentlemen… I think I’m going to catch a nap.”
[11/07/2013 9:14:49 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel attempts to crawl up Slick to escape the kitty.
[11/07/2013 9:14:54 PM] Seda Lula: “Are we playing shapeshifting because I didn’t know that was a game? Can I play?” Lula’s skin starts rippling and her smile is… disconcerting
[11/07/2013 9:15:30 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Empress mews and jumps up to Slick’s shoulder, wriggling her rump like a kitty on the hunt.

“I think I may join you for that nap.”
[11/07/2013 9:15:53 PM] Slick: Slick pets Empress. “Actually…a question for you, Seda.”
[11/07/2013 9:16:02 PM] Seda Lula: “Ahuh Mr. Slick?”
[11/07/2013 9:16:11 PM] Slick: “Do you understand why a goldfish would have been much stronger than a kraken at this mission?”
[11/07/2013 9:16:49 PM] Slick: Slick shifts the scritch into a cuddle! Scritches and rubs, but Empress isn’t pouncing on any Lunar just now.
[11/07/2013 9:18:02 PM] Seda Lula: “No… why? It seems stupid. I am a warrior and that’s what I have to do. Gold fish sound expensive and useless” Her skin is splitting still, but underneath is just glowing argent light
[11/07/2013 9:18:35 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Empress purrs and cuddles into Slick’s arms.
[11/07/2013 9:18:46 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel drapes herself over Slick’s sholders. Nothing to see here, just a fabulous scarf.
[11/07/2013 9:19:14 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: … Empress still bats at her.
[11/07/2013 9:19:29 PM] Athaleyah Dibare: Leyah has apparently leaned back in her chair and gone to sleep. Snore.
[11/07/2013 9:19:55 PM] Slick: Slick cuddle cuddle. “And that is where you are weak. Do you know of technique?”
[11/07/2013 9:20:15 PM] Ilalel Pelarel: Ilalel Pelarel takes ignores it like a pro-‘scarf’ imitator’.
[11/07/2013 9:21:49 PM] Seda Lula: “Don’t need to. My way is strong. I am bored. Bye bye~” She stands and opens one of the large windows, her teal skin falling away as a massive bat emerges from within and takes to the sky of Eagle’s Launch
[11/07/2013 9:22:47 PM] Slick: “…some day, maybe I can get through to her.” Cuddle cuddle.
[11/07/2013 9:23:30 PM] Slick: “By the way.”
[11/07/2013 9:23:51 PM] Slick: “How many ways can you think of to tickle Messiah from here?”
[11/07/2013 9:26:51 PM] Storyteller: (end of session 2)

Meet and Greet
Scene 1

[6:36:33 PM] Storyteller: “You are lead to a large meeting room in the Wavehold Center, SF0’s headquarters in Eagle’s Launch. One wall is a window that overlooks the Eagles Launch waterfront. In the distance you can see the island of Guin and the imperial supernatural prison upon it. Aside from that the room is plain, distinguished only by several ball like projectors mounted on the walls, and the large circular table with several chairs arrayed arround it. The room is currently empty.”
[Take it away folks, and remember to note your entering the room.]
[6:41:20 PM] Hajime: Hajime enters the room, looking around him – and sighing when he notices that he is the first in. He walks up to a table and leans on its back, eyes closed, trying to keep the stress down before the Big Meeting. Finally he sits down, puts a cardboard folder on the table, and starts sifting through various files, more to keep himself occupied than to any actual purpose.

Hajime is a short Coralese boy, with black hair and silken clothing – he’s tried his best to look formal and nice for the occasion, and his poker face is firmly on.
[6:43:21 PM | Edited 6:48:14 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI enters quietly, Empress curled up and apparently asleep in one arm. She glances around to gague where she should sit, nods to Hajime, and takes the most appropriate seeming seat, crossing her legs and putting the elegant gray cat on her lap. She starts to pet Empress while she waits for the others to arrive.

The Infuriating Messiah of Industry is a small, dark woman with bloody red curls piled atop her head. Half of her face is concealed by the spill of them, and what isn’t is covered in delicate but painful-looking scars – scars both natural and geometric. She wears a high-collared black dress that leaves her shoulders exposed but falls to her ankles, a tightly laced corset of irridescently-shimmering silk, and a hooded capelet that doesn’t quite reach to her elbows with a delicate lace edging and embroidered patterns stitched in gold. Looking closer at the dress reveals it to have even finer patterns stitched in the same gold.
[6:49:12 PM] Slick: Slick shimmers into visibility, a medium-tall man in a deliberately nondescript grey trenchcoat, fedora, slacks, and sneakers with his back leaning against the most structurally sound member of the walls. Currently he has black hair and brown eyes, but it takes some attention to notice such details. He tips his hat briefly in acknolwedgement to the new arrivals.
[6:55:42 PM] Seda Lula: A door is cracked off its hinges by a woman of amazonian build and generous curve. And teal skin. And tentacle hair. Dressed in a shark-sink set of clothes that do little to hide aforementioned curves. She idly looks at the door in her hand before leaning it up against the frame. Walking with a dancer’s grace and a naive smile, her eyes light up at the sight of the waterfront.
[6:56:31 PM] Ley / IMI: Empress opens an eye and hisses at the strange, loud woman. Ley sighs and scritches the cat under her chin.
[6:57:22 PM] Hajime: Hajime raises an eyebrow to the strange cohort. “Hello, everyone.” Hm. Maybe introductions are in order? He hesitates, thinking someone would start first, but finally resigns himself. “I’m, uh, I’m Hajime. Pleased to meet you.”
[6:58:35 PM] Slick: “Slick.”
[6:58:55 PM] Seda Lula: “Ah~! You’re just tiny~! I am Seda Lula~” The squidwoman attempts a curtsy, a bit hard given her primitive clothing. She still smiles and seems sickeningly entuhisatic to see everyone
[6:59:23 PM] Ley / IMI: “Athaleyah, and Empress. Say hello, Empress.”

The cat hisses again.
[7:00:04 PM] Slick: “Got a handle or a nickname?”
[7:00:24 PM] Seda Lula: “I don’t have a handle! I am not a pot Mister Slick.”
[7:00:40 PM] Slick: “I meant Athaleyah.”
[7:01:20 PM] Hajime: “That’s a rather… Nice cat.” White Lies: Story of A Sid’s Life. “And it doesn’t seem too difficult to remember Atalya. Athelaya. Ayathola. Hm.”
[7:01:24 PM] Hajime: Hajime blushes and shuts up.
[7:01:41 PM] Slick: “My point.”
[7:02:43 PM] Ley / IMI: “Ath-aley-ah.” She smiles. “And the title I’ve found myself with is ‘Infuriating Messiah of Industry’.”
[7:03:11 PM] Seda Lula: “Ataleyah~” Comes from Lula’s lips, mangled with a western accent of course, but almost right. “And Hajime is a good name and Slick is slightly strange and I don’t know why a cat is Empress. Father Manta said a girl name Charlotte was Empress..”
[7:03:20 PM] Hajime: “I am sorry. I’m still getting the hang of Meruvian. Two months ago I was still calling Klaus Kulalaus.” This is unlikely, as Hajime has not a hint of an accent.
[7:03:32 PM] Slick: “Messiah, then.”
[7:03:56 PM] Slick: “And with a title like that…”
[7:04:12 PM] Ley / IMI: “As for a handle, leoSeraphic.”
[7:04:29 PM] Slick: Slick concentrates for a moment. A many-faceted diamond appears on his forehead. “I guess you are like me?”
[7:05:09 PM] Hajime: "Don’t try to remember my name too hard. Due to the vagaries of my job, I will be called to take on fake identities from time to time, and calling me “Hajime” during those times can have rather… Painful results."
[7:05:12 PM] Ley / IMI: She smiles slightly at slick. “And her name is Empress because she has the grace and bearing of one.”

She tilted her head to the side, carefully, to reveal a similar jewel. “You are correct.”
[7:06:01 PM] Seda Lula: “Those are very pretty! Did they hurt to have put in? Are they a special fashion?”
[7:06:35 PM] Hajime: Hajime gauges Lula, not sure what to make of that situation. Two Exalts with forehead gems, and a..? Animal person did not necessarily meant Lunar, but still. “So are we all Chosen, then?”
[7:06:42 PM] Slick: “They are…a sort of fashion.” Another burst of concentration – is that a flicker of energy, playing across him? And it is gone again.
[7:06:57 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI grimmaces. “It hurt a great deal, yes. What it is for, you will sea later. And I believe your assumption is correct.”
[7:07:18 PM] Slick: “That would be my hunch. Fake identities…hmm.”
[7:07:32 PM] Ley / IMI: Empress, for her part, puts her paws on Ley’s upper chest and headbutts her until the alchemical is smiling again.
[7:08:00 PM] Slick: Slick looks at Hajime. “I’ve been briefed on the basic types. You’re the other type the public doesn’t know about, right?”
[7:08:18 PM] Seda Lula: “Chosen? Do you mean like with the Laughing Man? He was so very pretty… and shone like the moon on the mirror of the sea…” Lula looks out the window at the waterfront before mublin something in seatongue…
[7:08:40 PM] Slick: “…I have a hunch that wasn’t just like the moon, Seda.”
[7:08:41 PM] Hajime: Hajime shrugs. “I am a boy with no past, taught by a master who knows nothing, to work for an organization that does not exist. From what I am told, this is standard fare for the Sidereals.”
[7:09:00 PM] Slick: Slick nods. “That tracks with my briefing.”
[7:09:21 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI nods as well. “Quite.”
[7:10:24 PM] Slick: “Seda, since you’re the only one who isn’t briefed: your power, it seems, is aligned with the moon. Mine and Messiah’s are…aligned with technology, you could say. And Hajime’s is aligned with the planets and stars above.”
[7:10:39 PM] Seda Lula: “He laughed and laughed… and loved my dancing… and loved how I loved my home…” She isn’t paying attention, staring at the sea again.
[7:10:47 PM] Slick: “…right.”
[7:11:21 PM] Ley / IMI: “I don’t suppose you’d have a handle yourself, Slick?” An eyebrow is raised.
[7:12:20 PM] Hajime: Hajime points a thumb at Seda. “So she’s the one with emotional troubles fueling her deadly physical prowess. And you’re the confident one who knows stuff and can turn invisible. That meshes with my briefing. And you are..?” he asks Ley.
[7:12:35 PM] Slick: “Of course I do.”
[7:13:40 PM] Ley / IMI: “I make problems go away.” Ley grins widely. “Typically in some kind of fireball or from a distance, but also by properly equipping my fellows.”
[7:13:49 PM] Seda Lula: “I have no emotional troubles!” Lula stamps her foot, cracking the floor with spiderwebs of what must be very painful for the little gods of the tiles.
[7:14:23 PM] Hajime: Hajime winces. “…I meant no disrespect, Chosen of the Moon. Please mind the floor, if you do not mind.”
[7:14:46 PM] Slick: “…a smith, as they used to say? I wonder what kind of mission we will be on, that we’ll need someone of your talents.”
[7:15:01 PM] Ley / IMI: “I also tend to drive.” She shrugged slightly.
[7:15:35 PM] Hajime: “‘The man who knows how to craft the world is the man who knows how to craft the future future.’ Or something similar. I don’t recall the exact sentence…”
[7:16:43 PM] Ley / IMI: “Essentially correct. I study primarily under Doctor Igier, if that answers your question.”
[7:17:17 PM] Hajime: “The man who knows how to make his own tools is never found surprised by the incidents of life? Something like that.” Hajime is now pondering weird aphorisms rather than listening to the conversation.
[7:17:51 PM] Slick: “Indeed. It is a useful skill.”
[7:18:05 PM] Slick: “Appropriately employed against the most unpredictable of situations.”
[7:18:14 PM] Slick: “Makes me wonder how much danger we’re getting into.”
[7:18:40 PM] Ley / IMI: “And that is the question.” She nods. Empress curls back up into her nap.
[7:18:42 PM] Seda Lula: Lula is still staring at the waterfront… “Is anyone else not allowed outside?”
[7:19:07 PM] Slick: Slick raises an eyebrow. “You have a caretaker who sets such rules for you?”
[7:20:25 PM] Storyteller: “Considerable.” Comes a voice from the doorway. “But we don’t need a group like this for easy jobs, do we?”. Klaus Vidar strides into the room, dressed in a black military jumpsuit. He tap a button as he enters, causing a blast door to drop down, sealing the room off. “And Lula, youi can go outside when you stop wrecking the doors. And the floor. And the walls. And vehicles.”
[7:20:55 PM] Storyteller: “In fact, when you stop causing massive property damage.”
[7:20:56 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI sighs.
[7:21:02 PM] Hajime: Hajime represses a smile.
[7:21:32 PM] Slick: Slick stands up. “Sir.”
[7:21:52 PM] Hajime: “Hello, Mr Vidar. I was wondering when we’d see you.” There is a certain familiarity in Hajime’s words; the man is, in a way, his mentor – one of them, at least.
[7:22:09 PM] Hajime: Hajime salutes politely.
[7:22:30 PM] Ley / IMI: “Sir.” Ley salutes as well.

“Hello sir~!”

… Did the cat just talk.
[7:22:43 PM] Seda Lula: “Oh! You’re that um… Mr… Vidar? Father Manta told me you are goin to give me things to do! Can I do them? Pleaasse its boring and the water in the little lake makes my skin itch.”
[7:23:02 PM] Storyteller: “Thats a bay.”
[7:23:50 PM] Hajime: “Do not bathe in the bay. It’s probably poisonous.”
[7:24:11 PM] Storyteller: “But yeah, lets get this meeting going.” Settling into a seat, he continues, “Well, we have few more people, but they couldn’t make it today. So everyone, grab a chair and lets get started, shall we?”
[7:24:37 PM | Edited 7:26:22 PM] Ley / IMI: “Certainly.” She’s already sitting, with the apparently verbose cat sprawled in her lap.
[7:25:03 PM] Hajime: Hajime is already sat.
[7:25:09 PM] Slick: Slick finally sits down, next to the other Alchemical.
[7:25:32 PM] Seda Lula: Lula pulls out a chair and daintily sits, trying to show that she can NOT break things as well as she breaks things. This is an unfortunate falsehood. Her seat is near Hajime.
[7:27:08 PM] Hajime: Hajime tries not to wince visibly at the proximity of the… Can we call her a “barbarian?” Is this appropriate in this day and age. Whatever. He eyes the talking cat curiously, opens his mouth for a question, then remembers the meeting is starting. He promises himself to scratch him behind the ears later. Cats are nice.
[7:27:26 PM] Ley / IMI: Empress considers, before getting up and hopping to the table in front of Slick. “May I?” Her tail wraps daintily around her paws.
[7:27:50 PM] Slick: Slick tilts his head, eyeing the cat curiously. “Sure?”
[7:28:27 PM] Ley / IMI: The cat hops into his lap and curls up, then looks at Klaus attentively.
[7:29:05 PM] Slick: Slick scritches behind the ears.
[7:29:21 PM] Slick: Slick seems to be inspecting the cat attentively…
[7:29:52 PM] Ley / IMI: Empress purrs happily.

Other than being able to talk, she seems to be a fairly ordinary housecat, if a particularly rare breed.
[7:31:10 PM] Slick: Slick keeps at it. For now, only his ears and maybe his mouth are needed for the briefing.
[7:31:45 PM | Edited 7:31:55 PM] Storyteller: Klaus nods once. “Right then. Everyone, welcome to the official founding of the Zatesh squadron. We’ll have the big fancy cermonial dog and simanta show later this week, and two more members couldn’t make it today, but for all intents and purposes, the squad is active as of today.”
[7:32:22 PM] Storyteller: “You all know what you’re job is going to be?”
[7:32:51 PM] Slick: “Taking down supernatural bad guys.”
[7:32:53 PM] Slick: “In short.”
[7:33:00 PM] Seda Lula: “No… Father Manta said you would tell me?” She looks a bit confused with the whole thing. And why she isn’t allowed to swim.
[7:33:08 PM] Hajime: “Find powerful people who’ve gone crazy in the head. Keep them from blowing up the world.”
[7:33:27 PM | Edited 7:34:24 PM] Ley / IMI: “Find powerful people outside Meruvia and bring them into the fold. Blow up those who refuse to cooperate.”
[7:34:57 PM] Slick: “Outside and inside, surely?”
[7:34:59 PM] Storyteller: “Well, the world is a bit of a stretch. Thats actually really hard to do.” Klaus notes dryly. “But basically, yeah. Your job is to netralize high level threats to Meruvia in particular, and more generally, to humanity.”
[7:35:46 PM] Storyteller: “And yes, you will be operating outside of Meruvia at some point.”
[7:36:24 PM | Edited 7:38:07 PM] Ley / IMI: “Just covering the point you missed.” Ley nodded to Slick and Hajime.
[7:36:45 PM] Slick: Slick nods.
[7:38:15 PM | Edited 7:38:35 PM] Storyteller: “Basically, we use you guys when we need more power or more sublty than your average DB squad provides.” Klause continues. “We do not want a repeat of the last few domestic DB deployments.”
[7:38:43 PM] Seda Lula: “So… I’m going to be hurting bad people, right? And I can go swimming in the ocean instead of the tiny lake inside? Its a very poor lake. There are no fish and the water makes me itchy.”
[7:38:46 PM | Edited 7:39:23 PM] Hajime: “Yeah, those were a laugh riot.”
[7:39:08 PM] Hajime: Hajime notes to himself: try to keep the Lunar focused.
[7:39:09 PM] Slick: Slick smirks and nods.
[7:39:11 PM | Edited 7:39:26 PM] Ley / IMI: “Aww. Alright, I’ll be good.” Ley pouts even as she promises.

“… Fat chance of that.”
[7:39:13 PM] Storyteller: “Yes, and Yes Lula.”
[7:40:37 PM] Storyteller: “And Ley, even you would be hard pressed to match that faisco with the zombies in the mall.”
[7:40:53 PM] Storyteller: “Don’t try.”
[7:41:17 PM] Ley / IMI: “There wouldn’t’ve been traces to get leaked /out/ of the mall if I’d been on it.” The tiny alchemical harrumphed.
[7:41:41 PM] Hajime: “Because there wouldn’t have been a mall left..?” Haj risks.
[7:42:22 PM | Edited 7:42:29 PM] Storyteller: “That would have been better than a wave motion bolt blowing a hole in containment.”
[7:42:26 PM] Seda Lula: “What is a mall? Is it like a cave?”
[7:42:35 PM] Seda Lula: Lula looks concerned
[7:42:43 PM] Seda Lula: “It sounds like a cave. Dead things live in the dark”
[7:42:43 PM] Storyteller: “Think a bazzar, Lula.”
[7:42:50 PM | Edited 7:42:59 PM] Slick: Slick winces. “I thought the containment would hold the bolt! I’ve already apologized for that, sir.”
[7:42:51 PM] Hajime: “A mall is a place where you acquire food and necessary supplies.”
[7:43:05 PM] Ley / IMI: “Exactly. There wouldn’t’ve been anything but a smoking ruin that could be passed off as a tragic explosion.”
[7:43:12 PM | Edited 7:43:38 PM] Hajime: Hajime looks concerned. “Also, why didn’t she already receive a crash course in Meruvian culture?”
[7:43:36 PM] Storyteller: “We tried. She left the class room after about five minutes.”
[7:43:46 PM] Hajime: “…I see.” More mental notes.
[7:44:22 PM] Seda Lula: “It was boring. They were talking very strange. Lots of big words. I don’t like big meruvian words. Big Western words are better, but still not good. No one speaks proper seatongue…”
[7:45:08 PM] Storyteller: “And Slick, I’m not blaming you for that one. Why Deled through an anti battle-ship level beam was a good idea is beyond anyone.”
[7:45:13 PM] Hajime: “Har har curvy dog seasalt yar bring me some rum?” Hajime is so deadpan, it’s impossible to know if he’s talking a proper language.
[7:45:51 PM] Ley / IMI: Empress lifts her head and gives them a trilling little chirp.

“Yeah, yeah there’s food in the car Empress.”
[7:46:07 PM] Slick: “Yeah – too bad I couldn’t fit the booster for portable storage. I salvaged what I could, though.”
[7:46:27 PM | Edited 7:46:33 PM] Hajime: “I think we’re losing focus, here. Point of order: is there any more we should know about?”
[7:46:32 PM | Edited 7:47:16 PM] Seda Lula: “Que não é o idoma. Pare com isso”
[7:46:34 PM] Storyteller: Klaus reaches into his shadow and tosses cat treats to Emperess.
[7:46:52 PM] Slick: Slick points the cat at them and lets her go.
[7:46:55 PM] Ley / IMI: Empress hops onto the table to eat them daintily, purring happily.
[7:47:48 PM] Slick: “…actually. Messiah, afterward maybe you can help me with an upgrade? Sounds like ‘things that go boom’ is your specialty.”
[7:48:10 PM] Storyteller: “Right. You guys know roughly what your expected to be facing, beyond the normal spiritual insergents?”
[7:48:26 PM] Slick: “Hostile Exalts, sir?”
[7:48:27 PM] Hajime: “…seatongue ga wakarimasen. Sorry.”
[7:48:30 PM] Ley / IMI: “Certainly. And you’d be correct.” Ley smiles at Slick. “If I can blow it up or shoot it, shouldn’t matter too much.”
[7:49:29 PM] Hajime: “Rogue Infernals, I’d assume. Those Underworld people and their hordes of undead.”
[7:49:52 PM] Hajime: “Whatever the hell you people are.”
[7:50:17 PM] Slick: “Yeah, well.” He flicks his arm, letting his hand retrract…

That. That is a vehicular-grade cannon. In his arm.

One flick later, and it’s a normal arm again. “You’d know the tech better than I. I’d let you borrow it, but it kinda can’t come off now.”
[7:50:51 PM] Storyteller: “Sorta. The lost five phylactires are high on your list, but the Althing has been looking for those for a long time. Lets take this from the top. What do you know about the Solars?”
[7:51:02 PM] Ley / IMI: “Our sort exalting it the wild is such an astronomically low probability they’re still surprised I did it.” She counters with her own gun arm, though that would appear to be a machinegun rather than a cannon.
[7:51:18 PM] Seda Lula: Lula smiles sweetly, some strange purple sheen going over her skin “Mr. Viii I am going to find that which is bad and threatening and shatter the shell that surrounds it and feast on the viscera within and the other wicked things will tremble in terror for I am the Daughter of the Deep~”
[7:51:46 PM] Seda Lula: She still smiles. Just smiles. As if her words are the most natural conclusion of the mission as she understands it
[7:51:54 PM] Slick: Slick nods, then looks to Klaus. “They exist. They’re similar to Lunars, Sidereals, and Alchemicals. They’re themed with sun motifs, thus the name.”
[7:52:18 PM | Edited 7:52:26 PM] Ley / IMI: “Right. They’re the bright shinies that sort of look like what’d come out if you tried to make an orichalcum phylactary.”
[7:52:29 PM] Slick: “They’re usually heroic – for some definition of the word, which is not always aligned with ‘good’ as most people define it.”
[7:52:59 PM] Hajime: “I know Solars are walking nuclear bombs with essentially no infrastructure or idea how the world works. That makes them both extremely easy to manipulate, and devastatingly dangerous when they try acting without awareness of the order they’re disrupting.”
[7:53:31 PM] Slick: “They also acquire their power spontaneously, almost always – so far as we know – in stressful situations.”
[7:53:38 PM] Slick: “The typical result is predictable.”
[7:54:03 PM] Ley / IMI: “More, though localized, destruction that I can manage on a bad day.”
[7:54:40 PM] Storyteller: “Yeah, those are the one you hear about.”
[7:54:43 PM | Edited 7:54:53 PM] Slick: “Their Essence signature is also a very close match for the sun’s.”
[7:55:13 PM] Slick: “‘Solar-powered’ is not just a motif for them, though they don’t need direct sunlight.”
[7:55:41 PM | Edited 7:55:46 PM] Storyteller: “The ones you don’t are actually bigger problems.”
[7:55:55 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI has to cover her mouth to keep from snickering at Slick’s phrasing.
[7:55:59 PM] Seda Lula: Lula looks just… confused.. Lots of magical talk she doesn’t understand. It isn’t anything she really needs to think about, she starts standing up to go look at the waterfront again.
[7:57:47 PM] Storyteller: “But anyways, they have power on par with infernals, particularly in large scale manipulation. Which is a problem, as they’re appearing globally. And the spirits have already recruited several.”
[7:58:24 PM] Ley / IMI: “So, destroy their power bases and make sure they know who the best option really is.”
[7:58:59 PM] Hajime: “Welp. That sounds like an easy job.”
[7:59:37 PM | Edited 7:59:39 PM] Storyteller: “Not that simple. They can rebuild from scratch in months, particualarly towards the Edges where we tend not to have the force pojection to easily reach.”
[7:59:53 PM] Seda Lula: “I wanna go swiiimiiiiiiiiing…. And make siaka stew… am I allowed to make Siaka stew? There was a little paper thing that said there was a building full of fish and that they had siaka.” Lula is mostly ignoring the conversation. “And why not just have war? War is easy and fixes problems. Then we can enslave the losers!” Oh she is paying attention, slightly.
[7:59:56 PM] Hajime: “That means take them in, or take them out. Is that it?”
[8:00:03 PM] Storyteller: “Also, wide scale manipluation means gathering followers.”
[8:00:42 PM] Ley / IMI: “… Sounds like it. Either increase our power base or crush them so thoroughly their followers will be too terrified to pray for years.”
[8:01:29 PM] Slick: “…is capturing them an option?”
[8:01:41 PM] Ley / IMI: “That’s what the first option is, I believe.”
[8:01:43 PM] Storyteller: “Basically. Recruit if possible, leave alone if not hostile and likely to remain that way, and eliminate if they are going to become a recurring problem.”
[8:02:11 PM] Hajime: Hajime ponders a question as talks of power bases are brought up, then finally speaks up: “Does anyone here have a public identity? By which I mean a certain degree of fame.”
[8:02:20 PM] Slick: “No, no, I mean…find the thing that changed them from being just another person. Extract that. Store it. There can’t be all THAT many of them out there, can there?”
[8:02:54 PM] Storyteller: “One hundred and fifty, last count.”
[8:03:09 PM] Hajime: “Sounds oddly specific.”
[8:03:28 PM] Slick: “Sounds like an estimate.”
[8:03:32 PM | Edited 8:03:38 PM] Storyteller: “Yeah, we had them locked up until six months ago.”
[8:03:46 PM] Ley / IMI: “… I see.”
[8:03:55 PM] Hajime: “…well that’s certainly a… thing…”
[8:04:49 PM] Slick: “…what happened? And is a repeat possible?”
[8:04:55 PM] Seda Lula: “One hundred fifty foes~ One hundred fifty skulls~ Or scalps… Which is the proper trophy to take in Meruvia?”
[8:05:10 PM] Seda Lula: Lula starts to think, interested in the conversation again
[8:05:15 PM | Edited 8:05:21 PM] Storyteller: “Belive me, the Warden is furious. We have fucking clue who did it or why.” Kluas looks immensly frustrated.
[8:05:19 PM] Hajime: “A picture of you standing on an aircraft carrier, last time I checked.”
[8:05:39 PM] Seda Lula: “I should have paid attention, I bet they went over this in the primer thingy…”
[8:05:47 PM | Edited 8:06:50 PM] Storyteller: “Oh don’t give her ideas.”
[8:06:12 PM] Ley / IMI: “I don’t know about Meruvia, but I always found an eye to be a good one.”
[8:06:15 PM] Storyteller: “Manta showed me his ‘bonding times’ picture book.”
[8:06:29 PM] Hajime: “…do not want to know.”
[8:06:49 PM] Slick: “So it IS possible to extract and store them?”
[8:06:58 PM] Hajime: “I don’t take trophies. Any death is unfortunate.”
[8:06:58 PM | Edited 8:09:39 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI grins and lifts her hair just long enough to show she has a very obviously artifical eye set in the midst of circuitry, in the midst of terrible, knotted scars.
[8:07:01 PM] Slick: “How might this be accomplished? As a last resort, obviously.”
[8:07:19 PM] Seda Lula: “Father Manta let me wage wonderful war in his name~ Did you know plegidals can scream underwater?”
[8:07:52 PM] Hajime: “…I’m fairly sure that’s anatomically impossible.” Poker face. Poker face. Do not show your distress. Poker face.
[8:09:24 PM] Slick: “No, no, water carries sound.”
[8:09:30 PM | Edited 8:10:03 PM] Storyteller: [8:04 PM] Slick:

<<< “…what happened? And is a repeat possible?”“Someone got past the Warden’s forces and broke open the Jade Prison. Only one of them, so far as I know. Doesn’t mean much mind, as the Warden is pretty closed moutheds to what he’s actually the warden of.”
[8:11:44 PM] Storyteller: “Fuck, the only reason I know about Solars is a Defiler and a No Moon used them to make the Abbyssals for the Sijan War.”
[8:12:20 PM] Storyteller: “Don’t know how they got the permission for that.”
[8:12:31 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI shrugs. “Do you really /want/ to?”
[8:12:40 PM] Storyteller: “Yes.”
[8:13:26 PM] Slick: “…”
[8:13:29 PM] Slick: Slick frowns.
[8:13:40 PM] Slick: “Solars are an ingredient in Abyssals, sir?”
[8:14:34 PM | Edited 8:14:41 PM] Storyteller: “Right. Solar exaltations act like lunar ones: its a ‘shard’ that attaches when certain condtions are met.”
[8:16:03 PM] Ley / IMI: “They probably asked the right person very nicely.” Empress pipes up, then climbs into Hajime’s lap.
[8:16:18 PM] Storyteller: “Not sure what the hell the makers of the Abyssals did exactly, but they altered that shard with necromatic energies so they could fight the hecorshires of Sijan.”
[8:18:35 PM] Hajime: “Oh, great. So, Infernal-level sun-powered rogue Exalts, and Infernal-level death-powered Exalts who are rogue and are coming at us with the armies and infrastructure of the Below. Genius. I am not worried at all.”
[8:19:15 PM] Slick: “How might they be put back in this Jade Prison?”
[8:19:23 PM] Slick: “If that’s possible, sir.”
[8:20:03 PM] Hajime: “That’s really not our concern, now is it? We don’t have the experience of skills to do that, and it already failed, showing that it’s not really the ideal solution.”
[8:20:14 PM | Edited 8:20:26 PM] Storyteller: “The Jade Prison is gone. Vanished. We have no clue where it is.”
[8:20:39 PM] Ley / IMI: “… I see.”
[8:21:17 PM] Storyteller: “Yeah. Keep an ear out for it, but general conclusion is that we aren’t putting the genie back in the bottle.”
[8:21:18 PM] Seda Lula: “This is booooriiiing…. when can we make waaar… when can I go swiiiimmiiiiing” Lula dramatically flops back into her seat"
[8:22:15 PM] Hajime: “In time, wild one. In time. Now is briefing!”
[8:22:52 PM] Hajime: “Briefing is fuuun.” The voice is clearly forced.
[8:23:13 PM] Storyteller: “But yeah, you have rough handle on Solars. Abyssals?”
[8:24:02 PM] Ley / IMI: “Creepy fucks.”
[8:24:23 PM] Hajime: “They have zombies. I hate zombies.”
[8:26:44 PM] Slick: “Basically Solars, but death instead of sun.”
[8:26:48 PM] Storyteller: “Yeah, bit more naunce there than that. Short version: when we sealed the Underworld off 300 years ago, they did the other side. Now they’ve undone it, and we don’t know why.”
[8:27:04 PM | Edited 8:27:15 PM] Storyteller: “Oh, and they brought armies when they came back.”
[8:27:13 PM] Slick: “…and we still don’t know why?”
[8:27:29 PM] Slick: “Can’t we just, y’know, ask them?”
[8:28:03 PM] Hajime: Hajime muses, whispering.
“And the great kings of Wessex
Wearied and sank in gore,
And even their ghosts in that great stress
Grew greyer and greyer, less and less,
With the lords that died in Lyonesse
And the king that comes no more.”
[8:28:15 PM | Edited 8:28:26 PM] Storyteller: “We have. The friendly ones are as confused as we are, and the unfriendly ones are more interested in stabby murder time.”
[8:28:29 PM | Edited 8:28:34 PM] Hajime: “They got tired of fighting among the dead for scraps of a kingdom of dust, and now they want to claim the lands under the sun. Yadayada.”
[8:29:17 PM] Hajime: Hajime waxes poetic when he is speaking of things that stress or scare him. He hates the undead.
[8:29:29 PM | Edited 8:29:44 PM] Storyteller: “Basically, same job as the Solars, except Abyssals are meaner and have better organization.”
[8:30:00 PM] Storyteller: “Use extreme cation.”
[8:31:05 PM] Ley / IMI: “Noted.”
[8:31:12 PM] Hajime: “Noted.”
[8:33:36 PM] Seda Lula: “They are dead. So we kill them and mount them and rub salt into the wounds!”
[8:34:01 PM] Hajime: “Don’t they say something about ‘what is dead may never die?’”
[8:34:19 PM | Edited 8:34:36 PM] Storyteller: “Right. Well then-” A series of beeps cut through the room. Klaus scowls, and get up. “Hang on, got a call I need to take. Why don’t you guys go over what you do, then decide on a team leader? I need someone to point to at the press confrence when we announce this thing to the world. Oh, and decide on handler for Lula.” With that he gets up and strides out of the room, the blast door sealing behind him.
[8:34:49 PM] Hajime: Hajime frowns. Oh, gosh, team leader. Whatever the hell. This is gonna be fun.
[8:34:54 PM] Slick: “Not handler.”
[8:35:17 PM] Ley / IMI: “Not handler.”
[8:35:23 PM] Ley / IMI: “Meeeeeeer.”
[8:35:25 PM] Slick: Slick nods.
[8:35:31 PM] Hajime: “Not-” Hajime looks at Ley. Realizes that if he says “not handler” it’s up to Explosion Lady to take care of Wild Barbarian.
[8:35:34 PM] Hajime: “Right.”
[8:36:15 PM] Slick: “I can be the person they point at if you want, but I’m no great organizer.”
[8:36:18 PM] Hajime: “I also have a… Question. Information. Something of the kind. I believe it may be of interest to all of you.”
[8:36:18 PM] Ley / IMI: “I think we can safely say that Lula, no offense, shouldn’t be team leader. She still needs to learn proper procedures. Yes?”
[8:36:27 PM] Slick: “Yes.”
[8:36:28 PM] Ley / IMI: “Go ahead.”
[8:36:45 PM] Seda Lula: “Huh? Handler? What’s that? Why do I need one?”
[8:37:25 PM] Hajime: “My superiors would frown on me telling you this, but among other things I’m supposed to establish psych profiles for all of you. And then use these psych profiles to approximate your personalities to the closest equivalent in a series of archetypes based on constellations… Sidereal stuff. Anyway.”
[8:38:10 PM] Hajime: "The point is, I’m supposed to design “destinies” for you, which are specific narratives corresponding to your individual personalities and objectives and that would bend fate so that working towards some specific goals would be easier for you."
[8:38:18 PM] Hajime: “And I think your input in this would be useful.”
[8:38:52 PM] Hajime: “So if you don’t want me mucking about with your fate… Or if you have a specific kind of astrological shenanigans you would like to organize with me… I’m here. Your friendly astrologist.”
[8:39:37 PM] Hajime: “For reference, my sifu had me design a Fate that makes me appear much more talented and skilled, almost supernaturally so, to anyone who does not know my true name.”
[8:39:37 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI grins. “I think you can guess.”
[8:39:58 PM] Hajime: Hajime winces. “I do believe I can.”
[8:41:27 PM] Hajime: “So! Team leader. It would probably be better to wait for the other, but…Erf. I can offer Thomas Linus as a potential leader. He’s a young Dragon-Blooded martial artist of renown in Meruvia. Young, arrogant, skilled, popular. The kind of guy you place as the official head of that kind of task force.”
[8:41:30 PM] Hajime: “He’s also me.”
[8:41:44 PM] Slick: Slick nods.
[8:42:04 PM] Slick: “Possible. But…yeah, let’s wait on the others. Maybe one of them might even be a preferred handler.”
[8:42:08 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI shrugs. “I can’t say I’m the best to be pointed out, though organization-wise I may be.”
[8:42:37 PM] Seda Lula: “Hum? That sounds… complex… what’s a fate? Use… use smaller… smaller meruvian words…”
[8:42:43 PM] Slick: “Let’s let someone who doesn’t exist take the blame.”
[8:43:00 PM] Slick: “As for me…eh, you’re probably clear to know this anyway.”
[8:43:19 PM] Slick: “First thing you should know about me: I stole my exaltation, fair and square.”
[8:43:42 PM] Seda Lula: “Stealing is bad. Unless they are enemies. Then its okay~!” Big smiles all around!
[8:44:28 PM | Edited 8:44:43 PM] Hajime: Hajime tries to find the right words for Lula. "Fate is… Well. Think of a story, or a legend, or a tale. Like “the archer who would never miss as long as his heart remained faithful.” Or “the fisherman who could always feed his family as long as he paid respect to the gods.” You see the kind? I can create one of these tales, and place it on you, and then as long as you work within the tale, everything is easier."
[8:45:23 PM] Slick: “Yeah…I, ahem, USED TO BE a professional thief. Quite a good one, if I do say so myself. Had a rap sheet kilometers long, if you put ’em all together, and they never pinned a one on me.”
[8:46:09 PM] Slick: Slick taps his forehead. “Then I picked up what I thought was just a super-expensive synthetic jewel. Got a bit too cocky – I knew I’d have trouble finding a buyer for it.”
[8:46:29 PM] Slick: “Turns out, I didn’t need to worry about that.”
[8:47:50 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI considers. “I am, officially, a tailor, originally from An-Teng. I was once a member of the military there, when I lost my eye I moved to Meruvia, where I volunteered for an experiment that could restore my eye.” She shrugged. “It was a cover for an experiment in how how an exaltation of our kind progresses.”
[8:48:13 PM] Seda Lula: “That’s very magic… Hajime! And a Master theif and a tailor who explosions~” Lula rocks in her seat, waiting her turn to speak now. They made that clear to her enough in manners class. And also childhood. Elders are very fast with canes.
[8:48:46 PM | Edited 8:49:04 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI lightly traces some of the particularly deep-looking geometric scars. “Several months later, I found myself with strange cravings, and months after that, well.” She spread her hands, ‘here I am’.
[8:50:00 PM] Hajime: “I was born that way. Well, not that way, but I was always supposed to become a Sidereal. People fought over me, and that’s about as far as I’m willing to go for now. Anyway, I got trained by a special task force. I am learning martial arts. Stealth. Communication. Astrology. That kind of thing.”
[8:50:11 PM] Hajime: “I also happen to be an excellent diamonica player.”
[8:51:09 PM] Hajime: Hajime looks at Lula, curious.
[8:52:42 PM] Slick: “Oh really? I should take you up on that later.”
[8:52:52 PM] Slick: “But yes. Lula, what’s your story?”
[8:54:20 PM] Seda Lula: “I am Seda Lula. I was born in Kraken Atoll. It is West of here and is home to many things. Like tigers that swim and scaled beasts that breathe posion and eat elephants an bats who can scream and strike terror into men’s hearts.” She looks… wistful… nostalgic? “When I was young, I was trained to do story-dance and help tend to the Krakens who laid their eggs in the lagoon~ Then pirates came and there was a storm mother who laughed at us and said that these men with guns would give her prayers and we would be slaves and the Lintha would owe her. Everyone else was afraid. I got angry. And I slapped her. And a man of silver laughed for me and then… everything went kinda red…”
[8:57:06 PM] Hajime: Hajime grins. "You know, if this whole “save the world” business doesn’t pan out, we’d make a wicked band.
[8:57:24 PM] Ley / IMI: “That assumes an ability to make music.”
[8:57:30 PM] Slick: “Let the tailor do percussion.”
[8:57:51 PM] Hajime: “I do music! She does dance. You can do… Synchronized explosions? Fireworks! Obviously.”
[8:58:01 PM] Slick: “Percussion.”
[8:58:09 PM] Hajime: “That’ll do.”
[8:58:13 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI snorts.
[8:58:32 PM] Hajime: “Anyway. Slapping a storm mother is pretty badass. I’m impressed. Though… Not… surprised.”
[8:58:43 PM] Ley / IMI: “Indeed.”
[8:58:55 PM] Slick: “Quite.”
[8:59:35 PM] Seda Lula: “Oh~! And then when I woke up I was sitting in her ribcage and her heart was in my mouth~”
[9:00:10 PM] Hajime: “…perhaps leave that part out when you’re telling that story to reporters?”
[9:00:51 PM] Ley / IMI: Empress trilled softly, which makes Ley sigh quietly. “Fine, fine.”
[9:01:14 PM] Ley / IMI: “I need to feed this big baby before she claims I’m starving her.”
[9:02:49 PM | Edited 9:03:06 PM] Storyteller: The door slides open, and Klaus pokes is head in. “Ok guys, bad news. I need you to fill out some paperwork before the press confrence. If you’ll follow me… Oh before I forget, who’s Lula’s handler?”
[9:03:07 PM] Hajime: “…I am. By default.”
[9:03:13 PM] Storyteller: “Good man.”
[9:03:39 PM] Hajime: “Just keep in mind I’m younger than her when she inevitably snaps me in half and goes on a rampage.”
[9:03:40 PM] Ley / IMI: “I need to get Empress fed so she doesn’t turn my paperwork into confetti.”

Empress harrumphs.
[9:04:42 PM] Storyteller: “We can drop by the cafateria on the way out. This way…”
[9:04:48 PM] Ley / IMI: “Yessir~”
[9:04:49 PM] Slick: Slick tries invisibility. It doesn’t help.
[9:05:12 PM] Seda Lula: “Fooood~!”
[9:05:23 PM] Storyteller: “Slick, you know I can feel you watching me, right?”
[9:05:47 PM] Slick: “…” the invisible Alchemical emotes with gusto!
[9:06:02 PM] Ley / IMI: Ley / IMI scoops Empress up and is ready. Might ‘accidentally’ trip over Slick.
[9:06:18 PM] Storyteller: “And I can direct Lula to carry you?”
[9:06:53 PM] Seda Lula: “I can jump really good to! Can I go outside now? The ocean is RIGHT there and I HATE the little lake of itchy water with no fish.”
[9:07:04 PM] Slick: Slick fades back into visibility, trying not to seem panic-hurried about it.
[9:07:40 PM] Storyteller: “We’ll go to the clossus deployment bay after the paperwork Lula.”
[9:08:30 PM | Edited 9:08:40 PM] Storyteller: (Scene 1- Meet and Greet end)


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