Evening, Boltember 2 Pyrday.
Pak yaaaawns.
The stalactite city trembles and shudders as it detaches from the ceiling. Magma is already beginning to flood the lower levels.
Fortunately, you are on the top floor. Unfortunately, the windows don't seem to be opening.
[OOC] WC GM: BGM: http:/‘`/www.wingedcat.org/rps/``uberdrive.mp3
Hector: "We’re up here, Trombe's down there, and I think we're trapped."
Hector: "I'm taking suggestions."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well..how fast can we slice through the cieling?"
Sakha tries to blast the windows open with some air magic
ORN: "Find This Unit an attainable section of solid wall or ceiling that can be reached. Failing that, Reach Trombe."
ORN heats his lance to a glow and smashes into the nearest window
The windows seem fortified. Almost as if they were expecting to take damage from the inside.
Sakha: "Damn Trio."
Cassandra_Lionheart flies up to the ceiling and begins slicing away
[OOC] ORN: any doors or weak points in ceiling or wall?
[OOC] WC GM: The window seemed like the obvious one, but it isn't giving - not quickly, anyway.
Pak: "Huh…"
The ceiling seems a bit thick as well, though Cassandra is making a bit of progress.
ORN will plant himself on the other wall and jump into it
Pak: "This is strange…"
Sakha blasts the windows again. //"Concentrate here, idiots!"
Felicia: "…Hm."
Pak tilts his head to the side…
Pak: "Oh, wait, I got it."
Pak IMs up some soft and starts trying to melt through the window.
ORN: "Freeze the area after Pak heats it up. we may have an easier time shattering it."
Cassandra_Lionheart bounds off the ceiling and kicks at the weakened window
The Soft in addition to ORN's jump does the trick - there is now a hole in the wall.
ORN checks outside
Outside, there is a long way down to the magma, though that distance is slowly getting less.
Pak: "Eeegh… this is really bad."
[OOC] ORN: anyplace to jump to?
Hector looks out the hole. "TROM-BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
[OOC] WC GM: None that you immediately see.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at the hole and blinks, then runs towards it
ORN is filling the hole, mostly. Prevents Cassandra from running out into freefall, anyway.
[OOC] ORN: we on a top floor? I'll try getting us to the rooftop itself, gain some time
The "roof" - such as it is - is not too far above. A simple climb, or an acrobatic flip, should get you there.
ORN will jump and flip
[OOC] ORN: acrobatics check?
[OOC] WC GM: That is, Climbing or Acrobatics check - or STR to pull someone else up after you've made it.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 6 for a total of 6
Cassandra_Lionheart looks up and tries to flip up there herself ((acrobatics check))
[OOC] Sakha: I cast float on everyone end of last session
[OOC] ORN: er, very pass on acrobatics
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: yes…you did.
ORN brings his lance down
Pak tries to clamber on up
[OOC] WC GM: Float requires ground to float off of. This is going up a sheer wall - slightly angled outwards, even.
ORN: "Grab on. This Unit will raise you"
Pak …
[OOC] Sakha: ah
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 32 for a total of 32
Pak just Escapes up onto the roof!
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: pass by 43
Hector grabs the lance. "Pull me up!"
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 73 ( Total: 73 ) **
[OOC] ORN: I'll gf that
Sakha grabs Hector - as the lance is held by him
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 73 ( Total: 73 )
[OOC] ORN: … ;;;;;
[OOC] WC GM: I don't see Acrobatics on Cassandra's sheet.
[OOC] Hector: dood wtf
[OOC] ORN: that's what you get for eating all that stuff!
[OOC] WC GM: Wait, NM, found it.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: Acrobatics: 75
[OOC] Felicia: lolwut
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: no problem
ORN is having trouble pulling Hector and Sakha both at once.
ORN: "One at a Time. This Unit is at a bad angle for lifting."
Cassandra_Lionheart goes next to ORN and help pull them up
Hector is not complaining that Sakha is holding onto him.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: STR check?
[OOC] WC GM: STR check
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 54 for a total of 54
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 65 ( Total: 65 )
[OOC] ORN: what the flying fuck?
Pak has weak girlboi arms and can't help.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: fail by 2
Pak thinks fast…
[OOC] ORN: by one
Pak IMs Gravity! Tries to make Hector lighter!
With ORN and Cassandra working together, they barely manage to pull Hector and Sakha up.
Felicia scratches her head, looking up out of the hole.
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Oh yeah."
Only Ahiru, Felicia, and Pyrtyr remain below.
Pak aims that Gravity at Felicia instead.
Cassandra_Lionheart lands and sighs "Wow."
Hector: "Alright, let's get the others."
Pak: "Ahiru, you just fly up!"
ORN brings lance back down for felicia/pyrtyr
Hector puts his hands on the lance and is ready to assist.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 87 for a total of 87
Pak: "Pyrtyr, do you know if you're still safe from the lava affecting you?"
[OOC] ORN: …….. this…. is not my day
Ahiru goes duck, quacks and flaps up to the roof.
[OOC] Pak: Come oooon
[OOC] Pak: GRAVITYYYY
[OOC] Pak: Make them lighteeeer
[OOC] WC GM: MAG check, Pak.
Pyrtyr: "Probably not. But I'm not leaving until I see to my people!"
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 91 for a total of 91
[OOC] Pak: GF THAT.
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 45 for a total of 45
[OOC] Pak: Much bettah. Pass.
ORN pulls his lance back up, leaps down, and grabs them. might as well jump
Cassandra_Lionheart lowers the Rhomphaia down "Prytyr! Crab hold!"
Pak inverts gravity briefly for Felicia - just long enough to arc her up over the rooftop.
ORN grabs pyrtyr and jumps up
Pyrtyr squirms away!
Pak whews!
Pyrtyr: "No! I must see to my people first!"
Pak: "I haven't used this much magic in a long time! x.x"
Felicia blinks and flails a little until she lands. She composes herself.
ORN: "… you will likely encounter difficulties in seeing your people if you allow yourself to be crushed by a collapsing building or drowned in magma, even if still immune."
ORN: "This Group will aid in finding them, but must aquire transport first to do so."
Pak mmphs…
From below you hear a CRASH.
Pak: "The Magma's still rising. Where do we go from here…?"
Pak: "Aaack~!"
Cassandra_Lionheart hears the sound and shudders
ORN: "You will not see much of your people if you choose to remain in this room"
Right around the middle of the stalactite - about where Mignon Lilas's shop was - the wall explodes out. A shape made out of…lavender metal?…begins to thrust its way out.
Hector: "We need Trombe, but he's not responding."
Cassandra Lionheart: "What the heck??"
Hector: "When we get out of this, I'm asking the Plainsburg moogles to make me a summon device for him."
[OOC] Sakha: Can I lore:magic check the metal?
Pak: "I thought he might be heat resistant, but in this condition…"
[OOC] ORN: machina lore?
Pak looks up at the roof, starting to panic.
[OOC] WC GM: It's non-magical. Lore: vehicles or machina might work, though.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 86 ( Total: 86 )
[OOC] ORN: BLOODY FUCKING HELL
Hector scratches the back of his head. "Well, at least we went shopping before this happened."
The roof is still not that far away. In fact, ORN might still be able to jump to it, if there was anything there of use.
ORN: "Unknown incoming unit. Wait here a moment"
ORN jumps
Pak: "If only we could…"
Pak: "Huh?"
Felicia: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "ORN. Be careful!"
[OOC] WC GM: Jumping to…?
[OOC] WC GM: Down or up?
[OOC] ORN: to the roof
[OOC] ORN: should be able to get a better look at the incoming unit too
Pak gyuu…
ORN makes it to the roof. Up here is a bunch of blasted rock, the remnants of the explosives, some climbing gear, a very faintly glowing track…
Pak: "…"
ORN grabs the climbing gear and checks the tracks
Pak: "Wait, what?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, we need not panic…"
ORN finds himself able to stand on the path. Gravity seems to be inverted in its immediate vicinity.
Hector looks down and shouts "Trombe! If you can hear me, either get your ass up here or get to safety if you don't find us!"
ORN jumps vertically and tosses the climbing gear to the rest of the group
The shape, meanwhile, emerges a bit further. At this point everyone recognizes a boat emerging.
[OOC] Hector: Metal Warriors?
[OOC] WC GM: Not a deliberate ref to them, no.
[OOC] Hector: 'cause you had those gravity-switch jumps.
Pak: "A… A boat?"
[OOC] Hector: That shit was AWEESOME.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Huh?" *looks for it*
[OOC] WC GM: A ref in general to the many games with such grav-switches.
[OOC] WC GM: Metal Warriors isn't the only one. ;)
[OOC] ORN: I think you're thinking metal storm
[OOC] Hector: Battle of Olympus! XD
[OOC] Pak: Uh…
[OOC] Hector: One of those damn games with robots.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: Mega Man 5
Pyrtyr: "…huh. Looks like they can tend to themselves."
Pyrtyr finally makes for the roof, flipping up.
WC GM rolled 1d100 and got 63 ( Total: 63 )
Or trying to. He misjudges the leap and slams himself into the lip.
Pak gyah.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pyrtyr!" *looks to see if he needs help*
ORN jumps back to try and catch him
He does, at least, manage to hang on instead of falling down or sailing away.
He indeed seems as if he could use assistance.
Pak: "Don't make me have to reverse Gravity again!"
ORN grabs and jumps up with him
[OOC] ORN: acrobatics?
[OOC] WC GM: Yes, since it's not a straight-up jump.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 3 ( Total: 3 )
Pyrtyr: "Thanks. I'm getting too old for this."
[OOC] ORN: well about time
ORN: "Leave leap of death to This Unit."
Hector wonders if Sakha is still holding onto him. He's been a bit too busy trying not to die.
ORN: "This Unit is quite experienced at ensuring the death part is dealt rather than suffered with such things."
ORN: "There is a path available on the rooftop."
Sakha of course is not still holding onto him and glares back at his looks suggesting such a thing.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Thanks ORN." *looks and breaths a sigh of relief*
Hector quirks an eyebrow up, wonder if she's psychic or something. She always seems to know what he's thinking.
Pak: "Yeah, what's this track, here…?"
Pak stares at the glowing.
ORN: "Path."
Felicia is still checking out the Lavaboat.
ORN leaps onto it
Pak: "Let me step on it first- HEY"
ORN: "Similar to your magic some moments ago it would seem. It would be advisable to cross before it dissipates"
ORN is now standing upside-down.
[OOC] ORN: no, no he's not. everyone else is >.> yeah. <.<>.>
The boat below continues to emerge. Quite a few Elvaan are aboard already.
Pak: "Um… well, alright."
Pak starts walking up the gravipath. "This way, everyone!"
Pak: "…Ah!"
Pak: "Is this Grav helping us? n.n"
Pak: "That'd be nice."
ORN: "… Doubtful"
Hector jumps, attempting to catch the inverted gravity.
Cassandra_Lionheart tries to get on the path to walk it
Everyone but ORN needs the climbing gear's assistance - specifically, the rope now dangling down - to reach the path, but with that it is not hard.
Pyrtyr simply climbs up.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: Great..no climbing here, what is it default?
[OOC] Felicia: STR.
[OOC] WC GM: No check needed.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: ok
[OOC] WC GM: In this case, at least.
Cassandra_Lionheart climbs up the rope.
Hector climbs up the rope, when all else fails. Stupid gravity.
Felicia attempts to climb the rope… and makes it, with some difficulty.
Pak climbs up roap.
Ahiru follows everyone
The party is now standing on the roof, the city "above" them still slowly collapsing.
ORN looks around for where the path leads to and for trombe
Cassandra Lionheart: "Those three have gone to far this time."
Pak tries yelling "TROMBE, COME!" in Mithran. As he is a Mithra-programmed robot.
Pak also. "Keep moving, everyone! This has to go someplace…!"
[OOC] WC GM: Awareness, all.
Cassandra_Lionheart begins to run along the path
[OOC] Hector: Trombe is Daitarn? o_O
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 64 for a total of 64
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 58 for a total of 58
Hector rolled 1d100 and got 48 ( Total: 48 )
[OOC] Hector: Pass by 42 with no penalty.
You see chocobo tracks in the path.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 15 ( Total: 15 )
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: pass by 18
[OOC] Pak: Pass by 36
Pak stares.
[OOC] ORN: pass by 75
Pak: "…Chocobo tracks?"
Pak: "…On a path made of GRAVITY?"
Felicia rolled 1d100 and got 11 ( Total: 11 )
Pak: "They really need to wash those birds of theirs."
Pak: "Ick."
Hector: "Let's follow 'em, anyway."
The boat below finally finishes emerging, just as the magma reaches it.
Through the hole behind it emerges Trombe, who runs up the side of the city and leaps up/down to you.
Hector: "No need, now that we've got a Chocobo of our own."
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 32 ( Total: 32 )
Hector: "Alright! Everyone, onto Trombe. We're escapin' this disaster area to a safer place!"
Cassandra_Lionheart jumps into Trombe and pats it its metal wing
Ahiru follows immediately.
ORN: "Trombe Unit shall require weapons. From this point on, This Group may need Trombe Unit to patrol and assault any clones found while This Group fights others."
[OOC] Hector: I typed safety/safer hybrid. D:
Pak: "It's too high up though…!"
Pak: "We still need to use this path. I don't think there's another way yet."
Trombe: "This unit was coopted for emergency manufacturing project."
Hector: "We'll have plenty of time to plan when we're out of the oven."
ORN: "Details?"
Hector climbs onto Trombe. "Orn, get the story while we're escaping, alright?"
Trombe projects a hologram. In it, you see Mignon Lilas hammering together a metal boat at a rapid pace, using Trombe to forge certain parts.
Pak tries to climb onto trombe… but… "I'm confused…"
ORN picks up Pak by the Collar and brings him on
Pak: "How can this pathway support Trombe? ACK"
ORN: "reversed gravity similar to your own magic is it not?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ah, the metal boat we just saw."
Hector: "I think someone kicked reason to the curb."
Felicia shrugs and climbs up onto the metal bird.
Once everyone is aboard, Trombe heads off along the path - which soon curves in mid-air.
Looks like it used to go along the city wall.
Trombe appears to be heading along the path for no regard of whether it will still work.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Reason was kicked to the curb a long time ago Hector."
ORN stares
ORN: "?"
Felicia: "…"
Pak: "Kicking reason to the curb was the best decision ever."
Pak sits.
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Also, I still don't understand how we're sitting on trombe and still sticking to his back.
Pak: "But I'm not gonna say any more."
Trombe continues on - and, sure enough, soon falls through the path.
ORN: "If gravity is reversed in the area, then as far as you may be concerned, that is down."
Moments later, he lands - gravity normal again - back on the roof of the sinking city. The roof where you just were is now way too far up for any up ORN to reach.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Right now…staying on Trombe is the safest bet."
Pak: "…"
Trombe: "Path unusable. Input destination."
Pak: "Wait, what just happened."
Felicia blinks.
Pak: "Where are we?!"
Pak: "AAaah!"
ORN: "… This Group will need to speak to Pyr. Location, Pyrtyr?"
Hector: "What the hell?"
Pak panics. "We're even LOWER now!!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Reason kicking us to the curb?"
Sakha sends a small blast of Icy air Pak's way to cool him down.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak…please. Calm down."
Hector: "Trombe, keep heading upwards, maybe we can catch up with the boat."
ORN: "Pak: Trombe Unit is currently capable of crossing magma. There is nothing to worry about from standing here for the moment."
Pak shiiiiver.
Pak hugs Sakha. "Aaaah…"
Pak: "But, but…"
Pak: "There doesn't seem to be a way out of the city."
Trombe: "Negative. Magma crossing capabilities tested functional."
With that, Trombe simply leaps onto the magma.
Cassandra Lionheart: //O.o //"Untested until now right?
Cassandra Lionheart: "*
ORN: "Trombe Unit has done this before on This Group's way here…"
Hector: "Did he just act independently?"
Trombe: "Negative. This unit following Hector's order to catch up with the boat."
Hector looks around for a hole leading upwards or something.
Hector: "Ah, I see."
ORN: "The Trombe Unit is not an inferior TechSchool design. Orders may be interpreted appropriately without specifics"
Trombe lands on the magma, then begins running across it, indeed headed for the boat.
Hector: "Even if we're headed in two different directions, at least Pyrtyr here needs to get back to his people."
The ceiling is vast and unbroken. There do not appear to be holes leading up.
ORN: "Ways out of the City will be found or made."
ORN nods at pak and slams his fists together, sparkling
Pak: "…Okay."
Pak: "Sigh… I wonder why they sprang a leak, though."
Pak: "…Oh, wait."
The city is, by now, almost completely submerged.
Pak: "Maybe we can get the elves' help?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah."
You see a few other floating bits, but none as large as the lavender boat Trombe approaches rapidly.
Mignon Lilas waves from the back of the boat.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Hi Mignon!"
Pak waves~
Pak: "…n.n; Anyway, we need to…"
MignonLilas: "HEEEY! You alright?"
Pak: "Punch a hole to the sky"
Pak: "Or…"
[OOC] Hector: Pierce the heavens. XD
Cassandra Lionheart: "We are. We just need to get out!"
Pak looks at Hector. "Something like that, right?"
Pak: "We're okay for now, but… n.n;"
Hector: "S'pose so. It'd be nice if we could get some drills on Trombe."
ORN: "Assimilating a wall section preferably close enough to the ceiling so as to attain the surface would work."
ORN: "Alternatively, This Group still requires a … "chat" with Pyr itself."
Pak: "Well, we could yell into the lava!"
Pyrtyr: "Why do you wish to go up? What lies above us?"
Hector: "Trombe, try not to dent the boat when you land on it, alright?"
Pak: "… Not being flooded by laba?"
Pak: "Er, Lava."
Felicia: "Is going down an option?"
Pak waves to Lilas~
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, if we go up, we won't be killed by the magma. And we can get you to where you need to go."
ORN: "… Magma is down."
ORN stares at Felicia
Trombe walks up to the boat and simply stands on the magma next to it.
ORN looks back at PyrTyr
ORN: "The surface, among other things."
Hector: "Trombe, get ON to the boat."
Cassandra Lionheart: "So, you need help Mignon?"
Now that you are close, you can see that the boat is crowded with Elvaan.
Trombe: "Doing so would require crushing boat's occupants, possibly fatally. Confirm?"
Hector: "Denied, denied!"
MignonLilas: "Sorry I had to borrow your friend for a bit."
Hector: "No, it's fine. I don't think Trombe minds…does he?"
[OOC] Saiai-neko: I dced ._.
Felicia rolls her eyes at ORN. "Obviously."
Trombe: "Negative."
Hector wonders if Trombe CAN mind.
[OOC] WC GM: BTW, Navigation roll if you want to find what's on the surface. You have a copy of the world map.
Hector: "Well, Pyrtyr, I believe you're reunited with your people."
Cassandra Lionheart: "We need to do something. Those morons are getting away."
Hector rolled 1d100 and got 79 ( Total: 79 )
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 78 ( Total: 78 )
[OOC] Hector: Fail by 9 with no bonus/penalty.
[OOC] ORN: up is that way. This Unit is good!
[OOC] WC GM: Anyone else?
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: I can't default it
[OOC] Pak: I could
Felicia rolled 1d100 and got 4 for a total of 4
[OOC] Pak: …nevermind.
[OOC] Felicia: Pass by 68, word
Felicia pulls out her map!
Felicia: "…"
Pak: "?
Ahiru rolled 1d100 and got 12 ( Total: 12 )
Pak: "Huh?"
Felicia: "We'll need to go farther before heading towards the surface."
Pak: "…"
[OOC] Ahiru: I pass
Pak: "Let me guess."
Pak: "Ocean?"
Felicia: "Verily!"
Pak: "…"
Felicia: "But we are on… the other side."
Pak: "Actually, that'd be kind of funny, huh?"
Felicia points to the northern hemisphere of the map.
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks and sighs
Pak: "Yeah! That'd show- huh"
Pak: "Wait, we're in the North Hemisphere?~!"
Pak: "…What's up there again?"
ORN: "… Ice"
Felicia: "We're northwest of a landmass though."
Pak: "Oh."
Pak: "Okay, let's drill our way that way!"
Felicia points to the island.
Pak: "The best way to do that would be…"
Pak: "Hmm."
Pak: "Could we launch ORN? >_>"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Pak, and giggles "What?"
ORN: "hm…"
Pak: "It'd be fun if we could dump the ocean on Pyr for being a jerk."
Pyrtyr: "You want to go…" He points up. "…through that?"
Pak: "Yeah."
Felicia: "…It's an ocean though."
ORN: "That could prove painful, though proper angling could, if Trombe Unit can jam This Unit into a crack or something"
Pak: "Right. We'll do that later."
ORN: "… Could be fun"
Pak: "…Well.."
Hector: "We need to make sure we emerge on solid landmass instead of inside the ocean."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks to Pyrtyr and blinks, hoping he doesn't hurt Pak for the quote
Pak: "Right."
Pak: "Well, it's not like we have a choice!"
Pyrtyr seems more confused than offended.
Pak: "Down is Lava. Lava burns."
Pak: "I guess we could try going sideways, but there might be more lava."
Hector: "We're just riding the currents of destiny or somethin', huh?"
Pak: "The real problem would be getting all those people out with us along with Trombe."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, destiny is getting us no where, Hector."
Pak: "How could we make a big enough hole…"
Hector: "Shut up, Cassie."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Got anymore bombs?"
Pak hmms…
Hector: "We'd need some big freakin' drills."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Hector and glares at him "Why don't you for once, and THINK!"
Pak: "I only have so much magic, so I don't think we can just Soft our way through."
ORN stares at Pak
Hector facepalms.
Felicia looks to see if the lava is still rising.
Pyrtyr slowly blinks.
ORN: "This Unit may need several days for larger holes…"
Pak: "Hm."
Pak: "…Wait…"
Hector checks the size of the boat and wonders how big a properly-proportioned drill on it would be.
MignonLilas: "Why don't you just go to the next city?"
Pak: "…Next City?"
Pak: "There's another one? >.>"
Cassandra_Lionheart mumbles "Why can't he just stop being a prick…"
MignonLilas: "Yeah." She points to the horizon. "It's open magma as far as anyone's gone."
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Oh."
Pak: "I thought we were enclosed on all sides!"
Pyrtyr: "Not quite. It becomes solid rock at the poles."
ORN: "… That could be handled more easily"
ORN: "… But with less launching"
Pak: "Okay!"
Pyrtyr: "And there are occasional columns of rock."
Pak: "Let's go! To the ocean of Magma!"
Pak points dramatically!+
MignonLilas: "But!" She points at the group.
Pak: "Huh?"
MignonLilas: "In exchange for that information, you have to tell me something!"
Sakha: "If we break through to the water, the magma would cool and we would be safe.
Pak: "Okay! What is it?"
ORN: "… hm?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "What?"
Mignon Lilas points at Cassandra and Pak. "The armor you two were wearing. Where did you get it? I MUST KNOW!"
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Refuge!"
Pak: "It's a city!~"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Mignon…what is her last name….Yeah."
Hector: "If the ocean filled the magma, wouldn't the water level decrease significantly?"
ORN: "Its at the surface"
Hector: "That'd mess up the planet pretty badly, I'd think."
Pak: "Mignon Rose!"
Hector: "I think, at this point, coming up through solid land is probably the best idea."
ORN: "The region would cool and crystalise also"
MignonLilas: "Mignon ROSE? There's someone else copying me?!?!?"
ORN: "It would certainly get Pyr's attention"
ORN shakes head at Lilas
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah, her. Well, she did it to us first."
Pak: "…Huh?"
ORN: "Negative… they would have had to have heard of you in order to copy. The surface and underground were seperated until recently for a long time, as you recall"
Pak: "Wait, didn't we have this conversation with you before?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "we did Pak. maybe she forgot while making these suits for us."
Mignon Lilas reels a bit. "Ack! You're right. In the excitement, I forgot."
Pak: "It's fine!"
Pak: "Just head towards the surface."
Pak: "Or just follow us, whatever."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah…Don't worry, i like the new suit.""
MignonLilas: "Are you headed for Mignon Rose's?"
ORN: "You may be able to ascertain who the 'original' is if you meet. It may simply be a matter of evil identical units. There may even be more. As to which is the 'evil' variant, this is unknown to This Unit."
Cassandra Lionheart: "We don't think so, Lilas."
MignonLilas: "Then! It is decided! I shall seek out this Mignon Rose, and we shall come to terms!"
MignonLilas: "Ooohohohohohohohhoho~!"
Pak: "…"
The other Elvaan on the boat cringe a bit.
Pak shivers. "Scary…"
Pak: "Anyway, you guys take care of yourself!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "…Right…" *looks to Pak* "But she does a good job. Your suit is cute also."
[OOC] Julian: Is she… Lamia, from Slayers?
Mignon Lilas points to the cringing Elvaan. "You! Paddle! We make for the surface!"
[OOC] Hector: Don't you mean Naga?
[OOC] WC GM: More like Amelia.
[OOC] Hector: Lamia is SRW. :P
ORN: "… yes. That's right. Paddle upwards."
[OOC] Julian: Mixed names, both are snakes with human torso, anyways =P
ORN just stares at Lilas
[OOC] Hector: Lamia is robotic like Trombe, but Lamia is also stupid sexy.
Pyrtyr: "They came from the Dwarven capitol. You can find your way up from there."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Pak's suit "At least you got room to grow into it."
MignonLilas: "Thanks, sensei!"
Pak: "n.n;"
Pak: "Anyway, so where's our destination?"
[OOC] ORN: more like a clone, considering she's like the other W-series…
Pak: "Out on the high lava seas?"
The boat begins to be rowed away.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah, Pyrtyr, sensei."
Pyrtyr nods, pointing northeast. "The next city lies thataway."
ORN nods
Trombe begins running along the magma in said direction.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pyrtyr, sensei. You never answered my question in the dojo sir?"
Pyrtyr: "Which question?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Is Pyr, your avatar? I don't mean to pry, but the way you were talking about seeing everybody, al most sounded final."
Pak: "…Other way around. He'd be Pyr's avatar."
Pyrtyr: "…"
Pak: "Pyr would be his… patron?"
Pak: "Or something."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh yeah…I'm sorry. Got it mixed up."
Pyrtyr looks out to the orange-red sea and sighs.
ORN: "It may be advisable to answer if this is the case…"
ORN glares
Cassandra_Lionheart walk to Pyrtyr and hugs
Pyrtyr: "If…I was…"
Pyrtyr: "…I'd have to be trying not to think about it…"
Ahiru looks at Pyrtyr.
Pyrtyr: "…so Pyr wouldn't obj-"
The magma rumbles around you.
ORN: "Then your ability to speak properly rather than attack This Group on sight ensures a diplomatic solution or your aid can be attained, as opposed to the… alternative."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks Pyrtyr in the eyes "Oh my…"
Pyrtyr: "CanwetalkaboutsomethingelseQUICKLY?"
Hector: "…crap."
Hector coughs.
Hector: "Alright, alright!"
Cassandra_Lionheart hugs Pyrtyr tightly now "Sorry."
Ahiru: "Feathers are soft."
Hector: "Let's discuss where we're going to surface."
Felicia stares.
Hector thinks.
Hector: "Well, yeah. Let's stay the course and head to the next city."
Pyrtyr concentrates. "Next…city…"
The rumbling subsides.
Hector: "Rest, resupply, and plan our next move."
Cassandra_Lionheart begins to cry as she lets go of the hug, and walks back to sit next to ORN.
ORN: "… . ."
Felicia: "…"
Hector sits. "What's on your mind, Felicia?"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN and sighs
Pak: "Eeek."
Pyrtyr: "The next city is one of our largest cities. Remember those rock pillars I told you about? This is one of the first our ancestors carved into."
Pak: "Oooh~"
ORN: "hm."
ORN: "There may be an easy way to the surface, then."
Felicia: "Nothing imparticular. Just wondering about what may be on the surface."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Maybe."
Pak: "Well, the island you saw was the northwest, right?"
Pak: "So which way is this pillar?"
Felicia: "…? According to the map, it's southeast. The island, that is."
Pak: "Oh."
Pyrtyr: "Felicia, was it? Let me see that map."
ORN: "The pillar may lead directly into it."
Pak: "I messed up. x.x"
Felicia smiles. "Just a little backwards, is all." She hands the map to Pyrtyr.
Pak mmph.
Pyrtyr slides a finger over it. "Mm-hmm. Interesting."
The older Elvaan taps a spot on the map. "Right there is where we're headed."
[OOC] WC GM: See http:/‘`/terra-chan.wikispaces.com/space/showimage/``ec_northern_hemisphere.png - the island in the lower left with pink lines headed left, right, and down from it. He tapped the dead center of the island.
[OOC] Hector: brb one sec, doodz!
Pak: "Kool!"
Pyrtyr’s finger slides over to the side, following the line to the left of the island. "Beneath this, there is an even larger city."
Pak: "Alright, good. Then we can head up from the city once we're done there."
Pak: "…Oh?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Good."
Pyrtyr's finger traces down to the lower-left corner. "I assume that's the Volcannon?"
[OOC] Hector: back
Pak: "Looks like it."
Pyrtyr: "But it cuts off at the equator…" He flips it over, revealing the southern hemisphere's map on the reverse. "Oh, I see…"
Pyrtyr's eyes grow wide.
Pyrtyr: "Whaaa…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "What is it sir?"
Pyrtyr: "Where…where is all the land?"
Pyrtyr: "In my youth I heard tales of the surface. Of the broad land where Humes might be found."
He gestures to the islands south of Refuge.
Pyrtyr: "This map…that blue is your sea, right?"
ORN nods
Pyrtyr: "What happened?"
Pak: "…Wait…"
Pak: "Is that true?"
ORN: "Mer likely went haywire also."
Pak: "Well…"
ORN: "Refuge stories did include massive waves and influx of water. Were not the mountains modified to hold this back on Refuge?"
Pak: "To be honest, I didn't know where the Humans lived."
Pak: "So…"
Pak: "I know the Mithran race lived on islands, and etc, etc, but…"
Hector scratches the back of his head. "World history's all fuzzy and inconsistent."
Pak: "So…"
Pak: "Maybe it IS a good idea to make a hole in the ocean."
Pyrtyr: "We'll be heading that way later anyway."
Cassandra Lionheart: "True. But for now, we need to get out of this."
Pak looks out over the red sea.
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Hey."
Pak: "Do fish live in the magma?"
Pak: "Like, lavafish?"
Felicia: "…"
Pyrtyr: "Some things do indeed live in the magma, by Pyr's grace."
Felicia: "Hrm."
Pyrtyr: "I am communing with Pyr to keep our encounters minimal."
Pak: "Are they fishlike? :3"
Pak: "I'm kinda hungry… <3"
Pak giggles.
Pak: "Maybe if I got some steel line and a Bomb Core I could catch something!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well…they would be well done now, Pak."
A serpent, with maw about half the size of Trombe, bursts from the magma to the party's right.
Pak: "…"
Hector: "You really need to stop making comments, because every time you DO, something happens!"
It arcs over the party, dripping hot redness - fortunately, Trombe manages to dodge.
Pak stares.
Pak: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak! Please…."
Pak: "A BIG ONE! >:3"
Pak stands!
Pyrtyr: "They surface to breathe, and to vent."
ORN: "… Their composition could prove interesting to absorb…"
Hector: "…wow."
Pak hmms…
Pak: "All I need is a heat-resistant fishing line."
Pyrtyr: "If you truly desire to catch one, such line is available at our destination."
ORN: "Fishing Line?"
ORN: "This Unit could attempt to impale one next time it leaps overhead"
Pyrtyr smiles. "You are not the first to fish. They were part of our diet, before we perfected the art of making food from magic."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ah. How is it?"
Pyrtyr: "Even now, some fish for them to suppliment our diets - but they are so big, they feed many at once."
Pyrtyr: "Hmm…tastes like chocobo."
Pak: "…Hehehe"
Pak: "Alright!"
ORN: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Mmmm…Maybe we can get some BBQ sauce up there."
ORN stares at trombe and wonders
[OOC] Hector: Sorry, I've got company over. Gonna be a bit sporadic.
[OOC] Hector: it was unexpected!
Felicia: "Always chocobo…"
Pyrtyr raises an eyebrow. "Barbeque is known in your lands?"
Cassandra_Lionheart nods "Great during the summer time."
Pak: "Mmm."
Pak: "I'm starviiing…!"
Pak !
Pak thinks.
Pak: "Hey, Pyrtyr!"
Pak: "Can you make sweet syrup out of plasma?"
Pak: "I got an idea!~"
Pak reaches over to Sakha suddenly, trying to get her attention.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Pak and giggles "Going to make the sause on your own?"
Pyrtyr: "That I can."
Sakha was dozing. "Hm?"
Pyrtyr gestures to the magma. A bit of it rises up between his hands, then glows brighter, slowly turning pink.
Pak: "Make some snow, please!"
Pak: "Or just an ice crystal would work."
ORN: "Crystal?"
Pak hehehe.
ORN breaks off tip of a finger, and hands it to Pak
Pak gets out-
Pak: "…No."
Pak: "Although, ORN!"
Pak: "Can you make me a bowl?"
Pak: "And some spoons?"
ORN: "… … … … …"
ORN: "This Unit could… Try… but regurgitation seems rather… … displeasing"
Sakha: "I'm not an ice machine!"
Hector: "Man, you really have a plan for this, huh?"
Ahiru: "I thought you were…"
Pak: "Come ooon~ Please~?"
Cassandra_Lionheart backs away from Sakha
ORN gives it a shot…
Pak presses the buzzer around her tail.
Sakha meeps, blushing and glares.
Cassandra_Lionheart pulls Pyrtyr with her "This is going to get ugly sir."
Pak: "I wanna make shaved ice. :3"
Pyrtyr looks on in mild amusement, and mutters, "So long as it takes my mind off…"
ORN tries forming a not too sharp bowl and spoons
Pak takes them and holds the bowl up.
Pak: "Please, sis~!"
Cassandra_Lionheart smiles at Pyrtyr "I'm sorry, sir."
Sakha growls and turns Pak into a Snow-Pak.
Pak ack
Pak is all cold. ;_;
Pak …
The snow starts melting quickly.
Pak does, however, have enough snow to start feeding people!
Pak gathers snow into the bowl and combines it with the syrup~
Pak: "Okay~!"
Pak: "Now, who wants to try it? How about Ahiru~?"
Pyrtyr sprinkles the syrup on the snow.
Ahiru chomps
ORN stares at the wierdness, really just wanting his mass back
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak, can I try?"
Pak chomps too! Offers it to everyone else.
Pak: "Sure!"
Cassandra_Lionheart tries it, and smiles "Mmmm, pretty good."
[OOC] WC GM: Cooking check, Pak.
[OOC] WC GM: With a bonus.
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 24 for a total of 24
[OOC] Pak: Considering I have cooking at 20~
[OOC] Pak: I believe that's a pass w/Bonus!
The combination is quite refreshing, in the oppressive heat.
Pyrtyr tastes it, and raises his eyebrows.
Pak: "Cold things can be tasty too~!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak, you have something here I believe."
Pak: "Now all we need to do is get to the north pole and sprinkle this syrup all over it, hehehe~"
Pyrtyr: "…Pak. Do me a favor. Instruct my people how to make this concoction!"
Pak: "It requires Ice Magic."
Pak: "But other than that~"
Hector eats his share.
Pak: "Ah, I do have something that could help them learn though."
Felicia samples the treat.
Pak holds up an antarctic wind.
Pak: "If they studied this, maybe they could learn."
ORN: "… . can this plasma draw heat from sources other than the user's magic or energy? Could be used to cool indirectly in such a sense?"
Pyrtyr: "Ah. Perhaps…perhaps after you are done here…Ice magic would be easier to study."
Pak: "We'll save the world, save the world with tasty treats and explosions~"
Pak sings a song~
Cassandra_Lionheart nods "They must know the delicous dish." *looks at Pak and giggles*
ORN: "… and the genocidal dissemination of extreme violence ^^."
Pyrtyr: "You mean draw off the heat from one area to concentrate it in another? Yes, that can be done - but it requires magic to do."
Hector scratches Pak behind his ears.
Hector: "That's cute, kid. Real cute."
Pak heheehe~
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN "I have to get you to calm down on the killing bit."
Pak: "With our~! Metal bird we'll beat you up and feed you snacks~"
ORN: "…"
ORN stares at cassie
Pak: "Then peace, peace will come your way as we save the day with destruuuuction~"
ORN: "But… That is how This Group has made thousands upon thousands of people joyous, safe and celebrating, until now"
Cassandra Lionheart: "What? ORN I am concerned about you. You are my brother after all."
Hector sits and enjoys the ride.
ORN: "Do you not care for the people of this world? This Unit was created to help. This has been proven time and time again as the most effective form of help available."
Pak: "Trombe ride~ Across the sea~ Across the land, through the sky~"
Cassandra Lionheart: "I do care, ORN. But sometimes, violence is not the answer. It should be the VERY LAST resort." *looks to Pyrtyr*
Pak: "We'll freeze you and smack you and cut you and whip you and jump you and hit you with diiiiiice~"
ORN: "When not required, not required. However, most things threatning this world and its inhabitants require questions and answers of violence."
Cassandra_Lionheart too at Pak, as it is not helping her position right now
ORN: "This Unit will stab for This Unit's friends, Impale for this world's inhabitants, pierce for this world itself, and crush, shatter, vaporise and annihilate all in its way until nothing but peace, joy and happiness are left. Starting with that moon over there!"
Pak: "We'll eat lava and crystals and wear cutesy armor and absorb your resident spiiiiriiiiiii~~t!"
Hector: "It's good you have conviction, Orn."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at the others and sighs "I'm just here so I don't have to see my mother. That is all I guess."
Hector yawns, wondering how long he's been awake.
Pak: "We killed Boooolt and also Milf and Gaia~"
ORN: "The Creators built This Series as helpers and weapons. This Unit will destroy until all have been helped as needed."
Pak: "And we're goonna beat you up as well~!"
Pak: "Electriiiic~ Chocobo is~"
ORN: "Then, perhaps other lands or worlds exist needing help."
Pak: "The path tooo~ Our futureeeee~"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak, please!!! I don't want to rile Pyr up."
ORN: "… and they are not dead, only sealed"
Hector: "Shut up, Cassie. The kid just wants to sing a song."
[OOC] Amatsu: That could totally be EC's theme song. >.>
[OOC] Pak: Totally~
[OOC] Hector: No, Trombe! is EC's theme song.
Pak: "Leeeet's fight the moooooooon~"
[OOC] ORN: gong, dude, gong.
[OOC] Hector: I don't like Gong.
[OOC] Hector: The first fifteen seconds HURT MY EARS. Skill is better.
Cassandra_Lionheart hears Hector and chucks him the bird "Fine, if Pyr tips us over, I will not be crying for you!"
Pak finishes the icey treat and tosses the bowls and spoons to ORN.
[OOC] Pak: Hm~
[OOC] WC GM: Speaking of - if I haven't mentioned it, http:/‘`/www.wingedcat.org/rps/electricchocobo.mid is the BGM when travelling on Trombe, such as now. //ORN reassimilates, a little disturbed at the whole thing// //Pak hopes that treat restored some HP/``MP :3
[OOC] WC GM: Trombe! is Trombe’s battle music.
Pak also, randomly makes a Sing check.
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 3 for a total of 3**
[OOC] Hector: Trombe! is the music whenever he's around because he OVERRIDES everything.
[OOC] WC GM: I believe that's critlearn for Pak?
[OOC] Pak: Yup!
[OOC] Pak: At default? Or at 20
[OOC] JayM: 20
[OOC] WC GM: Your SPR default *is* 20.
[OOC] Pak: …
[OOC] WC GM: At the moment.
[OOC] Pak: It is! n.n;
[OOC] Felicia: Teehee
[OOC] WC GM: But yeah. Critlearns are at 20 regardless.
Pak sings a lovely song!
Pak: "LalalalalalaaAAAAaaaalaa~~"
[OOC] Hector: gj
Cassandra_Lionheart sighs //"I don't want to fight Pyr…Why can't we try to talk it out for?"
Pyrtyr smiles contentedly at the song. It seems to have sufficiently distracted him.
Before long, another massive pillar rises up over the horizon. The lights and outcroppings on this stalactite can only mean it is another city.
Pak: "Yay~!"
Hector is sitting in the Trombe-cockpit, facing backwards, head down, arms crossed, relaxing.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh, here we go. City up ahead!"
The hour draws late, though. Even if you can not see the sky, you can feel your fatigue.
Pak: "…I'm tired…"
Pak yawwwns.
Pak: "Let's hit an inn."
Pyrtyr stifles a yawn. "I know a good place we can rest."
Cassandra Lionheart: "I guess…yeah. Good Pyrtyr."
Hector hopes it's nestled in a pair of knockers, but he's not going to hold his breath.
Pyrtyr: "I'll pay. It's the least I can do."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN and smiles "Oh, thank you sensei."
[OOC] ORN: you'll have to ask sakha pretty damn nicely if you want THAT
ORN nods
[OOC] WC GM: 7000 XP each
[OOC] Hector: That's a level.
[OOC] Sakha: what?
[OOC] Felicia: 29 GOOOO
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: levelup and new technique
[OOC] Pak: Yay~")
[OOC] Sakha: oh can I continue my pervert senses?
[OOC] WC GM: Yes.
[OOC] Hector: 199889 + 7000 = almost 207k, and the level-up was at 203k.
[OOC] Felicia: 206889
Sakha eyes Hector as he gets a silly grin on his face.
Hector furrows his brow. He doesn't even say anything, and this is the look he gets? Man, he gets no respect at all.
Pak: "…"
ORN: "… Perhaps their vehicles have portable weapons here…"
Pak decides getting Sakha drunk again sometime soon will be important, nodding to himself.
Pak: "Anyway!"
Pak: "Let's go, then~"
Cassandra_Lionheart nods and helps Prytyr down with her
[OOC] Sakha: Is Pak gonna play matchmaker to Hector and Sakha?
The inns are, unsurprisingly, near the docking port.
The innkeeper knows Pyrtyr, also unsurprisingly; it is not long before you have a suite to yourselves.
[OOC] Pak: More like just loosen Sakha up in general. >.>
Pak: "Wheee~"
Pak flops on the bed~
Cassandra Lionheart: "ORN, mind if I sleep on our lap again?"
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: your
ORN shrugs
ORN: "All women are welcome to such fine luxuries."
ORN sparkles
ORN nods at cassie
Cassandra_Lionheart blushes "Well, I was asking, becuase your all ways awake, and can wake me if you need something."
Hector nods. "This is nice, very nice."
[OOC] Pak: Wrapping up for today?
[OOC] WC GM: Yeah.
ORN: "No problems here."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay ORN."
Cassandra_Lionheart holds his arm
Pyrtyr taps Pak on the shoulder. "We're in luck. They say there'll be a fishing group in the morning."
Pak: "Huh?"
Pak: "OH!"
Pak jumps~ "Yay! I'm excited~ I wanna fiiiish~!"
Pyrtyr: "You're welcome to help out if you like."
ORN: "… Exactly what is involved in these?"
Pak: "BEATING FISH UP >:3"
Pak: "…"
ORN: "hm."
ORN lifts spear
Pak: "Also, I still need to learn how to gamble better."
Pak: "But we can deal with that tomorrow."
ORN: "But might they not attempt to escape underwater with one's lance…"
Pyrtyr nods. "The reason many are needed is because what comes up tends to be strong."
ORN: "How does one catch them?"
Pyrtyr: "Trust me. They'll take your help well before they ask how non-Elvaan came to be here."
Hector: "That's good to know."
Hector puts his hands in his pockets and leans against the wall. "Take five, guys. We gotta take every opportunity like this we're given."
Pyrtyr yawns. "I'd explain more, but I'm about to drop here. You'll see in the morning."
ORN: "Very well"
ORN nods at Hector and sinks a few milimeters into the ground where he's standing >.>
Cassandra_Lionheart rushes into the bathroom, and takes off her armor, and puts on the tattered White Mage dress, and comes back out, looking at ORN
ORN: "… what?"
Pak drags Sakha to bed and naps
Cassandra_Lionheart smiles and hops into ORN arms
ORN heads over to room then ^^;
Hector starts to head out back to his room. "I'll see you guys in the morning."
Felicia nods, heading off to bed.
Cassandra Lionheart: "I wish there was sometype of treatment site here. I need it after a month of this work."
Sakha being dozy anyway doesn't fight her brother, much.
Pyrtyr: "Is something wrong? There are medical facilities if you need - floors five and six."
ORN: "Treatment site?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh, I meant for like my hiar and such. It maybe come a hazard."
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: hair
Ahiru tugs Pyrtyr's sleeve.
Pyrtyr looks at Ahiru.
Ahiru: "Would it be okay to talk about why some people think Grav is bad, or not?"
Pak snuggle.
ORN: "Hm. … … This Unit never did see that dwarf again… Did your vehicle have any mounted weaponry, Pyr? This Unit seeks something… bigger, Further reaching… perhaps some kind of trombe-like catapult for lances… But that can wait till morning."
ORN: "Rest. It may be greatly needed."
Pyrtyr nods. "The people here worship Pyr. Grav is neutral."
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks at ORN
Ahiru: "But I wanna know why people think he's bad. Do you think he's bad?"
Pyrtyr: "It sounds like your friends know more about that than I. Certainly, most poeple do not have a bad opinion of Grav."
ORN: "… This Unit… does not trust Grav…"
Ahiru: "But the spirits seem to… I want to know why…"
Ahiru: "Even Fakir seems to…"
ORN: "What about you, Ahiru? why do you trust Grav?"
Hector takes his boots off and rubs his feet. "Gah, sitting inside a metal chocobo doesn't exactly soothe my walking feet. Cripes."
Ahiru: "Grav helped me do what I wanted to do. He's my friend, right?"
Hector yawns, lazily throws the covers over himself, and falls asleep.
[OOC] Hector: That's my cue to split, doods.
[OOC] Hector: RL's tugging me away from the computer.
[OOC] WC GM: NP. We're pretty much done for today.
[OOC] Hector: Later, guys.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: later
ORN: "This Unit trusted at first…"
ORN: "But Grav's influence seems to be at the very core of the problems this world faces."
Ahiru: "But I don't really like being a human much anymore… it was useful… words are fun… but… I'd be happy just as a duck."
ORN: "And sealing the spirits within an amulet which may be of Grav's own creation or ownership?"
ORN: "You could be with Fakir longer, and closer in some ways, as a human, however."
ORN: "Would not the ability to change as you wish be the best of both worlds?"
Ahiru cocks her head to the side. "I guess… but I like being a duck… but… if Grav is bad… I don't know if I'll still be able to do all that… and I miss being a duck all the time…"
ORN: "? Is your power not your own, as with magic?"
Ahiru: "I didn't have it until Grav helped me."
ORN: "Had you ever thought, or attempted to be human in the first place?"
Ahiru shakes her head.
ORN: "It may be wiser to experiment, before deciding to throw away something precious, whichever that may be"
Cassandra_Lionheart nods with ORN
Ahiru: "But… Grav GAVE me this body… He gave me King's body… and Fluffy's… and Gaia's…
ORN: "Did he? Or did Grav simply show you how? The other bodies may be from the amulet, and other spirits"
Pyrtyr seems to very pointedly excuse himself from the conversation, and heads off to bed.
ORN: "But what about that one?"
ORN nods at Pyr
ORN: "And what if there were another way to keep it, despite all things?"
ORN: "such as manipulating yourself with this plasma?"
ORN: "This Unit does not know about many things. This is why all things should and must be questioned until the answers are known. Otherwise important things could be omitted, forgotten or lost."
Ahiru: "…" she pauses thinking and then takes off the amulet and hands it to ORN. She changes into a duck when it's off and is holding it out with a wing.
Ahiru quacks.
ORN: "If Grav could do it, most likely so can others. If Grav controls the attraction between objects, then he is to blame for the impending cataclysm. If you wish for both bodies… Perhaps another method will be found"
ORN: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Maybe there is a way too copy the powers? So Ahiru can be a duck, but also access them?"
ORN: "… try transforming"
ORN: "… Or perhaps to simply steal or absorb them."
ORN makes a few arcs between his fingers
ORN: "It worked for this after all"
ORN nods and sparkles at the duck
Ahiru shrugs and without the amulet thinks about becoming Ahiru.
ORN picks up the duck and puts it on his head
ORN: "It will work in time. This Group will find a way."
Cassandra_Lionheart nods and yawns
ORN sparkles and kneels down for the night, duck and swordgirl atop himself
Sleep overtakes the party.
As her senses fade, Ahiru is uncertain if it is a dream or reality, but for a moment she feels human again without the amulet…//
EC Session 4.7