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This again?
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 9:58 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Fianna Kinfolk | Troll
[hr]
Aubrey did not intend to be a woman in public today.
There’s no going back now, though. She doesn’t have any men’s
clothing to wear. The idea that she could Metamorph her clothes
doesn’t really occur to her, in part because she’s so distracted
with desperation about her other current problem, and partially
because it felt so…
…normal.
So until further notice, Aubrey was a she. Not a sidhe. She
would unpack the complicated questions this brought up later.
For now, she had orders to follow:
NineTails said to get help. So that’s what she was going to do.
She cleared her throat, took a moment to smooth out her armor--
wait what?
The dress… is now armor?
Oh. Her fae mien was prominent, wherever she was. Must be some
kind of Dreaming realm.
So along lumbers the troll, gargantuan greatsword hovering just
above her back as if she was in some kind of grand reality MMO.
Scanning the room, looking… intently. Looking for someone who
looked helpful.
Whatever that meant.
“Hmmm…”
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Re: This again?
By: falconianp Date: December 3, 2024, 10:42 pm
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[center]Every exit is an entry somewhere else.[/center]
[sub]Fae Blood 3 || Changeling's Eyes, Spiritually
Noticeable[/sub]
[hr]
Every cafe has that door. You know the one, in the back, off to
the side. Not the employee one, not the bathroom, there always
seems to be an extra one that you never seem to see anyone in.
Probably a maintenance closet or where they keep the cleaning
supplies or just some extra equipment, but it's never open.
Well, it opens. Out of it, a glowing orb of some sort slips out,
pulsing with colorful light in a calming, hypnotic sort of
pattern, and it zooms ahead, starting to circle the room. The
door's starting to drift close, providing anyone with the desire
to look a glance through to what seems like someone took the
blend tool to a picture of the Savannah and a picture of a
jungle and then jacked the saturation up to an immense degree;
nothing should be that colorful. Things are moving, too, but
they look largely like further streaks of color and don't seem
to notice the door itself.
Another beat, and as the door's caught again, Garret steps
through himself, hand over his eyes as if there was any chance
in hell that this place was brighter than the place he came
from. "Hey I told you not to leave the door open! Especially not
doors that didn't exist beforehand!" he calls over to the
spirit, before stepping through. The door finally closes, and
then vanishes, because that door truly had never been there
before, let alone open.
He looks a bit of a mess. Something one might call a fae mien if
they had never seen a Sidhe or a Troll, largely flared out hair
with a red shimmer to it and deep violet eyes that shine through
even mundanely. More obvious, though, are the armor he's wearing
and the sword on his back; the former is forged of shimmering
scales and the latter of ivory that's brighter than bone ever
should be.
"Now where did you bring me to this time, then?" he asks, but he
seems to largely be talking to himself because the spirit
certainly isn't answering. But he also doesn't seem worried,
like being spat out in random places is a Tuesday for him.
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Re: This again?
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 10:53 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Fianna Kinfolk | Troll
[hr]
Nothing escapes the keen eyes of the troll. Nothing except… most
things.
But little shiny balls of light? Hard to miss. Her eyes dance
between it, and… well, it. It’s kind of the most visually
grabbing thing in the room. She doesn’t quite register that
there’s a person talking to it until it’s way too late, and
probably awkward, to address the person in question.
Which, naturally, is exactly what Aubrey does.
“Excuse me!” she says. “You… can go places, yes?”
Stands to reason. He did just come out of a magical door. She
thinks. Wasn’t really paying attention to the details.
“If you can, do you want to go places? I need some help.”
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Re: This again?
By: falconianp Date: December 3, 2024, 11:01 pm
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[center]Every exit is an entry somewhere else.[/center]
[sub]Fae Blood 3 || Changeling's Eyes, Spiritually
Noticeable[/sub]
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"I have to say, a cafe isn't really the-" Garret starts to say
as he looks around, only for his thought-line to be interrupted
by, well, a troll. Stands to reason.
Turning to better face her, he offers a bit of a smile. "I can
indeed go places!" he says proudly, like it was some major
praise. "And I do like doing that. Going places," he says,
tapping his finger to his chin for a moment as he looks back to
Will'o'wisp and then back to Aubrey.
"I feel like that's the sort of offer you're supposed to avoid,
but I also feel like that's a bit too coincidental an offer to
be turning down, given the timing," he says with a bit of a
chuckle. "So sure, let's go places. Any particular ones? Related
to the help you need?" he asks.
Another look to the spirit, which has finally stopped and is
hovering overhead in a way that makes the mage look like he must
have a quest to give. Perhaps some irony there.
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Re: This again?
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 11:09 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Fianna Kinfolk | Troll
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“Yes.”
The troll falls silent for a moment, and then realizes that
further explanation might be warranted. As if ‘yes’
was the only thing she had planned on saying.
“I am looking for help to defeat some kind of…
shadow… thing. My totem is in trouble.” She
scratches her head, and nods as if in confirmation to herself.
“They’re in Hoogport.”
Yes. That was the relevant information. Shadows. Totem.
Hoogport. As if everyone should know where Hoogport is. After
all, it was right through that teleportation booth, right?
"How are you with your weapon?" She asks, inspecting Garret.
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Re: This again?
By: falconianp Date: December 3, 2024, 11:23 pm
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[center]Every exit is an entry somewhere else.[/center]
[sub]Fae Blood 3 || Changeling's Eyes, Spiritually
Noticeable[/sub]
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[quote]Perception 3 + Awareness 4 + Totem 3:
Your rolls are 4 6 7 3 10 5 10 9 6 8
You had 7 successes[/quote]
Shadow... thing. For some reason that makes a brief chill run
down his back, and he's not sure why. Worst form of deja vu? Why
is it always a shadow thing?
"I haven't heard of Hoogport. That some town? Do you have
anything from there? Or..." the mage takes a brief look around,
something in the back of his head tingling as he looks to the
portal booth.
"Are we allowed to use that? I still don't actually know where
we are now." There are probably rules posted somewhere, right?
This isn't like more esoteric realms, he imagines there must be.
Distracted from that by the mention of his weapon, though, he
reaches back and pulls it out of its sheath with a motion that's
both practiced and yet makes him look like he's surprised to
have a weapon in his hand simultaneously.
"Oh, you know, I can put the pointy end where it needs to go,"
he says, clearing his throat, "Usually." He's quick to put it
back for now; you're not supposed to wave those around in cafes
either, he assumes.
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Re: This again?
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 11:32 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Fianna Kinfolk | Troll
[hr]
“I am from hoogport,” Aubrey says. “That work? It’s in Ireland.”
Why Garret would need such a thing doesn’t even cross Aubrey’s
mind. She just assumes there’s some magical oogly-woogly reason
for it, which is fine by her. Usually NineTails handles the
wooglies. Sorcery wasn’t beyond the troll, but it certainly
wasn’t her strongest suit.
“That?” She turns at that question. “I assume we are allowed to
use it. That’s where I came in. I don’t actually know where I am
either, which is why it was important that you be able to go
places.”
She nods approvingly, watching how Garett holds the blade with
interest.
“It’ll do.”
Mine’s bigger. She doesn’t say it, but she thinks it really
loudly.
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Re: This again?
By: falconianp Date: December 3, 2024, 11:41 pm
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[center]Every exit is an entry somewhere else.[/center]
[sub]Fae Blood 3 || Changeling's Eyes, Spiritually
Noticeable[/sub]
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[quote]Arete 5 (Correspondence/Prime scan)
Your rolls are 6 4 6 10 6
You had 5 successes[/quote]
"You're from Hoogport," he says it in a confident tone as if
that really was all he needed to know. "Stay still for a moment.
Or at least mostly still," he then requests, before moving to
get behind Aubrey and look between his fingers and then through
Aubrey's horns in a mirrored gesture and to the booth itself.
"Focus..." he murmurs to himself, eyes squinting as the little
pseudo-bunk resonates briefly with the Dreaming. A moment later
and he sees the magical aura of the booth that much more clearly
(it wouldn't change anything for anyone else, past a ping of
Kenning).
A self-satisfied nod and then he starts to head over that way,
"You can move now," he quickly mentions; for whatever reason he
feels like it's best to be clear with her.
"You go first, it should bring you back home, if I'm right, and
I read that correctly. I'll be right behind you," he tells her,
sounding confident in it now.
The spirit apparently is too, because it's right behind them.
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Re: This again?
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 4, 2024, 12:01 am
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Fianna Kinfolk | Troll
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Aubrey nods, trusting this implicitly and totally. She simply
accepts it at face value, for what it is. There’s no hesitation,
no questioning anything. He says it will be that way, so Aubrey
believes it will be.
Poor soul. Such easy prey.
She moves through the booth, opening the door and walking back
to Hoogsport. After all, she’d found help. She didn’t really
believe she needed help, but whether or not she thought she
needed it was irrelevant. A direct order from NineTails was a
direct order from Nine Tails.
If and when Garret follows the Troll through the booth, they
enter a veritable ghost town. There’s a small rickety church
building, identified as such by it’s steeple and the stained
glass windows, in the center of the square, and little buildings
scattered around several tens of feet away.
Notably, Hoogsport isn’t a port at all. It’s nestled into the
rolling hills of the idyllic Irish countryside.
That’s at most an afterthought, if a thought at all, however:
Two far more pressing things take priority.
One, the church is… bleeding. Oil drips like blood from a wound
under the ridges of the siding.
Two, a GIANT BATTLE RHINO-DINO-THING IS APPROACHING.
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Re: This again?
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 4, 2024, 12:02 am
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Rhox
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This ain’t no place for no better man[/center]
Chimera | Big
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The [s]kodo from World of Warcraft[/s] strange creature rushes
the group, but skids to a stop as it approaches.
“Aubrey? What… are you a girl?”
“Not now,” Aubrey replies. She motions to Garett, and then to
the church, and draws the comically large greatsword from her
back.
“Who’s this?” the kodo asks.
“Dunno,” Aubrey replies.
“...Okay. So. I’m Rhox. This is Aubrey. You got a name, my
dude?” The chimera asks, somewhat annoyed that he has to do this
introductions thing for Aubrey again.
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