Oh, Such a shame he won't be concentrating resources into one relatively killable person. I'm so disappointed.
Rachel, worth noting that Raven's Plant shard is WAY too big for a necklace. She hasn't just been carrying it, as Dazz has written, she's been dragging it more often than not. It's forms the base of vase. ~v^
Alastor gives a quick laugh at Raven's quip. "Yeah, I'll give yer that one. But I'm countin' yer at eight from here on out." And countin' myself lucky. I got to remember to ask Urug how much blood I can lose.
"Maybe a necklace will be a bit big. Can't imagine it'd be too comfortable." Alastor thought for a sec. "... We could always put it in something soft and make it into a kinda... backpack. Fer a cat. A catpack, if ya will!" Alastor smiled, obviously pleased with his own joke. "Alternatively, I guess one o' us could hold it for yer. Wouldn't be too much trouble, I imagine." Alastor's usual wolfish grin made its return.
"Maybe a necklace will be a bit big. Can't imagine it'd be too comfortable." Alastor thought for a sec. "... We could always put it in something soft and make it into a kinda... backpack. Fer a cat. A catpack, if ya will!" Alastor smiled, obviously pleased with his own joke. "Alternatively, I guess one o' us could hold it for yer. Wouldn't be too much trouble, I imagine." Alastor's usual wolfish grin made its return.
I am way more proud about 'catpack' than I have any right to be 
Nah, you're good, it's amazing. X>
Alastor and Raven’s senses of humor are so similar it’s a little scary.
Well then, RIP me and/or my sanity, I guess.
VICTI! To the greenroom with ye- Raven, no. I see you there in the doorway. Greenroom. Back. Now.
"That is true... sorry I got carried away. But a catpack huh? I could make one of those." She smiles proudly. "I dont think I'd trust you with it Al... no offense just saying we are strangers to her. Besides, I have more pockets that are hidden. I could carry that no problem." She smirks as she crosses her arms which perk up her ladies.
Raven ponders the offer for the moment, then breaks in a wide grin. "Catpack? I love it!"
"Purr-lease," She hits Jules with a pair of comically pleading kitten eyes. "I've been carrying this stupid thing all day. I don't know how much longer I can go on!" For dramatic effect, she flops over on top of the demon's feet.
"Purr-lease," She hits Jules with a pair of comically pleading kitten eyes. "I've been carrying this stupid thing all day. I don't know how much longer I can go on!" For dramatic effect, she flops over on top of the demon's feet.
She squats down and gives her a little belly rub. "No problem! It should only take a little bit." She then takes the bag She had been carrying the whole time off her shoulders and digs through it. She finds some sturdy leather and tough string. She begins sowing it flawlessly. She got so entranced in doing it she began to hum a sweet and melodic melody.
Victi Aurora Silverfur wrote:
"One moment, please excuse the incoming high-speed self-guided vehicle. And no, once you see it you can't have it," Victi says, sending the bike a call signal, "In the meantime, while it tries to find me, magic."
She clears her throat, making a final checklist of her points in her head.
"There are a few ways I can demonstrate or describe my capabilities in terms of enchnating and magic use. The first would be simply having you strike me. My defenses will hold against the attack fine, though I admit that that one's a little simple. I could also have you try and damage the amulet around my neck, if you'd like. Gives you more things to try. Third, I could explain how I nullified your anti-magic cuffs, and prove the veracity of that claim by having my companion shapeshift and burst them. Fourth, I could simply craft an enchantment for you, and let you be the judge of that, which is even easier if you have magical sens-"
She's interrupted by a high-pitched whine and probably yelling as her hoverbike nyooms across the camp and up to the tent. It honks twice, and a message about an interfering barrier pops up on Victi's HUD, along with its dash-cam showing the tent's closed flap.
"Oh, before I just let it, do you mind if I have it come in here?" she asks, "It would probably make the showing the gold bit easier, and hopefully reduce the risks of it electrocuting your men or setting them on fire while it protects itself out there." Or strafing the hell out of them. she thinks to herself with a slight grimace. Maybe toggle the spitters off.... yeah, much safer. No need for suppression fire, even if it was currently modded non-lethal.
She clears her throat, making a final checklist of her points in her head.
"There are a few ways I can demonstrate or describe my capabilities in terms of enchnating and magic use. The first would be simply having you strike me. My defenses will hold against the attack fine, though I admit that that one's a little simple. I could also have you try and damage the amulet around my neck, if you'd like. Gives you more things to try. Third, I could explain how I nullified your anti-magic cuffs, and prove the veracity of that claim by having my companion shapeshift and burst them. Fourth, I could simply craft an enchantment for you, and let you be the judge of that, which is even easier if you have magical sens-"
She's interrupted by a high-pitched whine and probably yelling as her hoverbike nyooms across the camp and up to the tent. It honks twice, and a message about an interfering barrier pops up on Victi's HUD, along with its dash-cam showing the tent's closed flap.
"Oh, before I just let it, do you mind if I have it come in here?" she asks, "It would probably make the showing the gold bit easier, and hopefully reduce the risks of it electrocuting your men or setting them on fire while it protects itself out there." Or strafing the hell out of them. she thinks to herself with a slight grimace. Maybe toggle the spitters off.... yeah, much safer. No need for suppression fire, even if it was currently modded non-lethal.
Aurora flexes her claws with an eager smile. Of course, she'd like to hit Victi and see what happens.
As Victi off-handedly mentions she'd nullified the cuffs' effects, the dragon's face contorts into a caricature of shocked rage. She and Drake shout at the same time, "You did WHAT!?"
The chimera backs the hell up and out of the tent as the dragoness roars and swings her claws at the smug vixen's face, and he gets a glimpse of the absolute chaos ensues as her crew panics as the Shriker screams into camp. They attack with weapons ranging from rocks scooped up off the ground to bow-and-arrows to blasts of magic.
He figures he can watch this fiasco for a moment and wait for whatever's about to go down in the tent to run its course.
Victi raises her arms in front of her face, more on instinct than anything else, as the blow hits and she supresses the urge to dodge. She's knocked back into the wall of the tent, briefly wondering if "enclosed pavilion" might actually be the more correct way of describing it, before coming to a stop.
"Well, only on mine and only as a safety precaution in case you decided to get big with the killing, so at least I could defend myself," Victi clarifies as she skids, "I was gonna respect their intent as long as you respected us as clients. They're as much a symbol as an actual deterrent, right? right. The implication is that by me pointing out that particular loophole, you could.... you know, patch it. Especially since you'll notce that I took that hit just fine. I know my magic, both in theory and in practice. Heck, I could probably add a bunch of extra convolutions and anti-bypass patterns to let you know if someone else tries it!"
For Drake's part, what he sees is either horrifying or hilarious. The shriker has opened small ports in its side, spraying what looks like a dense mist of flaming oil in arcs like the wings of a demented mechanical phoenix, while arcs of electricity spark over its hull. It zips back and forth at the attacking bandits, ramming them and making them and their attacks bounce off of either its shield or hull, presumably dependent on the intensity of the impact.
"Well, only on mine and only as a safety precaution in case you decided to get big with the killing, so at least I could defend myself," Victi clarifies as she skids, "I was gonna respect their intent as long as you respected us as clients. They're as much a symbol as an actual deterrent, right? right. The implication is that by me pointing out that particular loophole, you could.... you know, patch it. Especially since you'll notce that I took that hit just fine. I know my magic, both in theory and in practice. Heck, I could probably add a bunch of extra convolutions and anti-bypass patterns to let you know if someone else tries it!"
For Drake's part, what he sees is either horrifying or hilarious. The shriker has opened small ports in its side, spraying what looks like a dense mist of flaming oil in arcs like the wings of a demented mechanical phoenix, while arcs of electricity spark over its hull. It zips back and forth at the attacking bandits, ramming them and making them and their attacks bounce off of either its shield or hull, presumably dependent on the intensity of the impact.
Alastor let out a quick gasp. "Jules! You wound me!" He let the statement hang for a moment before continuing. "Do you really think I wouldn't have more pockets inside my coat?" He let out a quick laugh before continuing.
"Glad we all like the catpack idea though. Oughta make life a lot easier, and by the sounds of that message we all got, we might need every advantage we can get."
"Glad we all like the catpack idea though. Oughta make life a lot easier, and by the sounds of that message we all got, we might need every advantage we can get."
She stops her humming. "Maybe I just wanted to be helpful too." She mumbles softly. "Besides it's not like you're gonna search me for all my pockets just to prove you have more." She chuckles sweetly as she finishes up the catpack.
Neo stirs, and slowly wakes up. He yawns, before looking at the draconic skeleton. He then sees Raven Jules, and Alastor talking about something, though it was blurred out. He then has a slight head, which causes him to grab his head.Still weak...Your power is developing, yet you don't choose to fully use it. But don't worry. With your family dead, and the portal to the Realm of Angels taking it's time to repair the damage you cause, nothing is going to get in our way now.Neo then question that.Until he realized that he messed up big time. Now every demon is going to come after him, to finish what they started."God, shits in my dinner once again"He said out loud.
Dante, please don't hijack the plot. Victi and her plan to use the shards is your current cataclysmic event, and she'll be back in action soon enough to keep things rolling..
Additionally, I've let some stuff slide so far, but please discuss planning group encounters and other things like that with Dazz or I beforehand. Thank you!
Putting this here as a general advisory for everyone else, too.
Additionally, I've let some stuff slide so far, but please discuss planning group encounters and other things like that with Dazz or I beforehand. Thank you!
Putting this here as a general advisory for everyone else, too.
Oh sorry.
If you'd like to keep managin random encounters for the group, that's great, just yeah, lemme know. ^v^ Just leave the major plot points up to us. ~v^
Raven watches excitedly as Jules stitches together a miniature backpack just for her. She looks away only once to cast Alastor a suspicious glance, then mirrors him by suggesting, "Why not put all the shards in my new pack instead?" She blinks innocently. She doesn't expect the guy to agree, but there's a point to be made in how suspect he sounds to her.
Granted, it might just be an inkling of paranoia. That comes with spending too much time with Lisa.
When Neo stirs, the first words to shoot from his mouth makes her gasp in mock shock. "Language!"
Granted, it might just be an inkling of paranoia. That comes with spending too much time with Lisa.
When Neo stirs, the first words to shoot from his mouth makes her gasp in mock shock. "Language!"
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