What has occurred so far:
Alastair has shifted himself and Adra back in time, to the moment where Niccolò stole Alastair's name. Alastair has killed Niccolò's family, and set the home ablaze. Upon seeing the house, Niccolò immediately pushes himself to be in control of his own body, panics, and begs Adra to help him save his family. After hesitation and consideration of potential consequences, Adra agrees under the condition that Niccolò bring his family back with him to the present.
Thus, both she and Niccolò salvage his family's bodies, as well as the original body of Alastair, and places them in a special pocket dimension that she has crafted from her alchemy, the door being one that can grow and shrink from the size of a cell phone to a normal size.
After saving the family, Niccolò embraces Adra and tells her that he will never forget her kindness. The pair catch their breaths, and Niccolò lets Alastair have control again. Adra gives him a stone that will feed him energy to help fuel his time travel, though Alastair decides to not use it yet. After a small conversation, Alastair and Adra decide that it would be best to spend the night in town, as Alastair recuperates.
Alastair has shifted himself and Adra back in time, to the moment where Niccolò stole Alastair's name. Alastair has killed Niccolò's family, and set the home ablaze. Upon seeing the house, Niccolò immediately pushes himself to be in control of his own body, panics, and begs Adra to help him save his family. After hesitation and consideration of potential consequences, Adra agrees under the condition that Niccolò bring his family back with him to the present.
Thus, both she and Niccolò salvage his family's bodies, as well as the original body of Alastair, and places them in a special pocket dimension that she has crafted from her alchemy, the door being one that can grow and shrink from the size of a cell phone to a normal size.
After saving the family, Niccolò embraces Adra and tells her that he will never forget her kindness. The pair catch their breaths, and Niccolò lets Alastair have control again. Adra gives him a stone that will feed him energy to help fuel his time travel, though Alastair decides to not use it yet. After a small conversation, Alastair and Adra decide that it would be best to spend the night in town, as Alastair recuperates.
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«Oldest ‹Older 601 – 800 of 1451 Newer› Newest»*Nods* You'll both need to rest before you do anything.. These names are the more powerful ones- it is likely hat they will try to kick up a fuss. *Hands them each a piece of a sandwich*
*they will both thank her, and begin to eat* *the older speaks up, then* I'm glad we will be getting rid of them soon... It's become rather painfully obvious I can't keep them back as well as I used to.
*Leans back against the tree, tucking her knees closer to her chest* I know- but we will fix it. Trust me.
*he slides closer to her* I do. And I've missed you. *kisses her head*
((I think I may need to drop out of the roleplay until I get back from Minneapolis. :-/ I'm consistently at least 5 comments behind. I'm not sure how I can make my character realistically leave though...))
((I'm sorry Fabi... :/ we can just assume that Fabi is there, just keeping up quietly)
*Lets him kiss her head* *She wants to hold his hand*
((I trust you both with my character, so it's fine with me if she stays in the plot. I just can't really write with her much because I'm busy doing family stuff. I also really need to sleep soon because I didn't get much sleep last night because one of the cats kept climbing on me and waking me up.))
((Whatever you'd prefer be done with her, we will respect. Sleep well.))
*he'll hold her hand, then, and kisses it once*
*the younger one slides a little closer, too*
((Okay Fabi- sleep well))
*Just leans back against the tree, and takes his hand in both of hers, holding it*
How are you feeling, my Adra?
*Will just hold his hand* I'm still tired, but I'll be able to move when you are. *She pales a little, then, and turns, spitting out almost a mouthful of blood onto the ground beside her* *Covers it up with some leaves, dabbing a handkerchief at her lips*
Is there anything I can do to help? I have another apple.
And, um, a shovel.
((I'm home for the day today, so I can write for now, and then you can assume whatever you need to about my character when I'm gone. Whatever works best for you/the plot.))
*Shakes her head gently* No, thanks. I'm afraid there isn't a cure for what I have.
((Ok Fabi))
*slides his free arm around his Adra, to hold her, and kisses her head* If you've found a way to save me from myself, the last thing I can do is save you from this. I'll find a way. And I'm sorry you have to live with it in the meantime...
*little Alastair is concerned* Are you alright?
*Smiles a tiny bit* Thank you, Alastair, but let's focus on our task, okay? It's been a while since this has happened... I just over exerted myself- I'm fine.
*To the younger* I am, yeah.
[Fabien nods--there's not a lot you can cure with an apple and a shovel, but she thought she'd offer anyway]
*To Fabien* Thank you, really. *Tries to push herself up a little, to stand- she needs to get to her dropped bag* *Her walk is a little heavy, but she will reach in, and take out a staff for her to walk with*
*her Alastair will help her up, and help her walk* *the younger will hand her bag to her- he wishes there were more he could offer her* My darling, please- let me lend you some energy. You'll need it, where we're going next.
*Shakes her head, and will make sure her ring is secure on her finger* Really, I'm fine. Besides, believe it or not, *Twosts the handle of the cane once, and pulls- revealing that the cane has a hidden sword inside* This is a helpful weapon. *Will take one of the energy stones, placing it in her pocket, where it blows* Is this Aretha's dimension?
*smiles faintly* *he is so proud of his wife* *but he nods* It isn't quite chronological order, but it might not be safe for me to bring you there if we wait much longer.
You should tell Fabien about her dimension, before we get there.
Right. Aretha's body is preserved in a dimension wherein dreams take place. While we're there, we'll be able to use our magic as we normally would, and we will also be able to conjure anything we imagine clearly. If I imagine a knife in enough detail, I may find it in my hand. This can be useful to us, but it also means that the guards of this body will have unlimited weapons to use against us, and may change the environment around us.
Adra and myself, in both forms, will be recognized immediately- but no one in that dimension will know you. We might be able to use that to our advantage if you pretend you're dreaming... *considers how they could use that* *Fabien wouldn't be allowed to just approach the body, even if she was dreaming, but she could get close*
*glows
*Adra will move closer, then, and pull Fabien closer as well, and she touches Alastair's shoulder* We will figure it out. Speaking of, would it not be worth simply trying to wish Aretha's body closer?
[Nods] Ok. How does one effectively pretend to be dreaming?
Usually I just close my eyes and walk around. But usually if you pretend that you can't see everything around you- like you're in a trance- that will fool them.
Oh, that's an excellent idea. I'll try to bring her body to us first. Then, if that fails, we'll try to formulate another plan. And in that event, if you're comfortable with it, we'll need you to get close for us, Fabien.
*Adra nods, and will pull a cardigan around herself*
Alright- we'll go now, if you're all ready.
*Nods* I am very ready to go
*he will shunt all of them over, then, and immediately tries to move the body- but stops* The ground is enchanted... I can get the body, but only if I bring a number of guards along as well.
*Pulls out her cane, and the sword* Alright... I can take them.
Do you want me to pretend to be clueless and asleep, or should I skip that and just fight?
*Pauses* This dimension has that collective conscience.. It's likely that if we fight, more will appear. *With much irk, she places her sword away* damn, I was wanting to help...
[Nods slightly]
[Stares blankly off into the distance]
*She will gently pull up a hoodie, changing into that, to help hide her face and hair*
*he nods, and looks to the younger one* They'll have guns from the 2000s. I can keep us from getting shot, but we'll likely have to disarm them.
*pauses* So we'll infiltrate the palace, then?
*She pauses- she knows that their abilities will be limited to their own, so they won't be able to manipulate shadows* I will follow whatever you two decide- you know best
*well, he can use any of his disciplines now- he just couldn't in that one instance because his consciousness was alone* *but he's thinking now- even if they infiltrate the palace, it'll come to a fight at some point* Perhaps... The two of us *he refers to the younger Alastair* Will create a distraction. We'll do our best to overrun the guards, so that you and Fabien might be able to sneak past unnoticed. Then once you have the body, I'll shunt us back.
*Nods, and places the door in her pocket* Alright, we can do that. I will secure the body once we get a hold of it.. *She takes Fabien's arm* We can do this.
*Reaches into her bag and pulls out a sword fr Fabien, as well as dual pistols*
[Nods] Ok. Let's do this.
[She takes the sword, and she's got the shovel-knife in her cloak for backup]
I hope you won't have to do any fighting, but be ready. Just go in once they're distracted, a little after us. *he will teleport them outside of a large, white and cotton candy blue palace, that almost resembles the Disney castle* *he will bring the younger Alastair with him, and they enter right through the front doors* *a few moments later, there will be a loud explosion, and the two guards outside will run inside*
*Nods* Follow me, Fabien. *She will run for the doors too, a sword in each hand, ready to slice anyone who comes towards her*
*Outside the walls, she stops, and will feel the ground beneath her feet* *A column of rock bursts from the ground and propels her and Fabien over the wall, respectively, where they will land just inside the parapet- it is a hard hit, but not hard enough to break any bones* *Rolls, and comes to one knee* I have a general idea of where she is from Alastair's memories of her. Just make sure to stay close, and quiet.
*Moves for a spiral staircase inside, and rushes up it towards the center of the castle- in the middle, deep within it is tactically the safest point for Aretha's chambers- and towards there she goes*
[follows, stay for close and quiet]
[keeps an eye out for anyone who might spot them]
*many of the guards are preoccupied, but a few will remain as she approaches the center* *one will jump out to block their path* Hey! Where are you going?
*She jumps, sliding closer, and moves fast- almost faster than most* *Spins around them, taking her sword and slicing through the guard's side* *Takes the hilt, and kits the back of his helmet* *Will keep going down a longer hallway, and towards a set of double doors- and she will go to try to open them*
[Stands with her back to Adra to cover her while she opens the doors]
[Holds her sword in her right hand, shovel-knife in her left]
*Adra pulls the door open, and leads Fabien in* *She sees the altar with Aretha's young body laying on it* This young woman is... Well, young- but she is very powerful. She is more like an evil Queen.
*Pulls out her doorway, and will enlarge it* If only we could simply roll the whole altar into the door...
[Tilts head]
Will something bad happen if we touch the body?
I don't think so.. *Approaches slowly* Um... Break the glass?
*a small group of guards will rush in, and they'll only take a few moments to start shootings*
*Adra gasps, and raises a wall of stone to stand between them and the Altar* *Turns, and thinks hard- and will smash the altar, grabbing he most quickly, and throwing it through the door* *Slams it shut again, and takes Fabien's arm, wishing for them to be far away*
*They will land in a jungle-type place*
Alastair, we have her.
We're coming. *the Alastairs will appear a few seconds later, and the older will shunt them back from where they came*
*Afra stumbles a little as they land, and kinda just plops down in the grass, woozy* *Tucks the door into her pocket* Ok... Wow. *Swallows* Are you two okay?
*the older nods, and reaches over to heal his other, who responds* We're fine. Are you alright?
I am, yes.. Do we want to take a pause before we go to... Who is next?
*pauses, thinking* Chronologically, it would be Silas.
I suppose whether we pause is up to you... I wouldn't mind either way.
Oh.. Okay... *She will shuffle over, and will kiss his cheek* Tell me how tired you are, first... I can handle Silas.
*Shuffles over to the younger one, and takes his hand in both of hers, and kisses it*
*the younger smiles, and will kiss her hand in return* Adra, will you tell me something about yourself? I haven't had many chances to speak to you, and if I'm going to forget all of this anyway... I'd like to know more about who you are.
*It makes her nervous, but she nods* Of course. I don't know if you'll like it, but I will answer.
*pauses* What do you suspect I won't like?
*Smiles gently* I haven't always been a good person. I've done some things- terrible things- before, and if you hear it, you'll likely be disillusioned
It won't change the fact that you have only ever been kind to me. And these terrible things... I might not think them so terrible. I am a sadist.
Be that as it may, you do have a sense of what is right and wrong, regardless of if you feel guilt over the wrong..
*She shrugs* What do you desire to know?
I know the difference between what society tells me is right and wrong, but I don't always agree.
Just... *he will kiss her hand once more* All I know about you is that we're married in the future, and you were kind to me as a child. I want to know about you.. What do you do in your life that makes you happy? How did we meet, and come to be married? What was your family like? I'm curious.
*Smiles, and will sit on a log with him*
I first met you three years ago, almost to the day. I was with friends, and you appeared. I had been injured from a previous adventure, resulting in a broken rib. You drove a rock into my broken ribs. It was very romantic.
I chased after you, though. We all did. Niccolò was our friend, and we wanted him back.
But it wasn't long after, that I realized that I wanted you back, too...
I wa speech closely engaged to another man, who has caused great harm to me and to you. I had a daughter with him, and she caused me to be... Unbalanced, and unhinged.
So I found you again, and together, we wreaked havoc. We then began to slowly fall in love...
We were married on Christmas Eve, a year and a half ago, and a few months later, I became pregnant with a son. He is such a beautiful baby boy, and we have named him Aleksander.
*Smiles a little* He came early into the world, and you were very dilligent in watching over him. He was so small...
That is quite the story... *and they have a child*
But how could I have hurt you like that, after everything you've done for me? I'm sure, if I recognized you, I wouldn't dream of harming you...
*the older glances down, feeling a pang of guilt*
*Gently takes the older Alastair's arm*
It's alright..
Soon after this, you... Force yourself to not care for me anymore. Which is partly my fault, and I'm sorry.. We also changed your memories so that I don't look quite like me. So you recognUe that I have the same name as the woman from your childhood, but you mark it as coincidence.
Oh... *that's difficult for him to swallow, but he supposes perhaps it has to happen* Tell me something else. What do you enjoy doing in your spare time?
*Smiles, and leans over, whispering Ito his ear what she usually does with her husband*
There is a war going on in our time, actually, so we haven't had a lot of time to have fun.. But I would like to be more active, do more sports. Rowing, perhaps.
Oh. I see...
*the older smiles* We could row sometime, if you like.
*Nods* I would like that. *Tilts her head towards the younger* *Reaches forward and gently places a memory into her head that she has of the two of them together- the memory of her first asking to visit the younger Alastair, and her subsequent visit* *How happy it was*
*smiles faintly* Thank you for coming.
*Nods* Of course.. *Kisses his cheek gently* Is there anything else you are curious about?
*pauses* Well, yes. But I could talk to you all day... So if you think it would be wiser to just get the next body, I won't ask anything else.
Oh.. *Smiles gently* How about this- every time we finish collecting a body, I will tell you a story. Does that work?
((Moss: [Lurks and ships Aladra]))
Fabien: [Is somewhere a bit out of the way, but not quite out of earshot--she was extremely curious at that age]
[She thinks about futures--her "home time" seems rather distant. She wonders how she'll adjust when she finally gets back, if that's ever a thing]
[She's pretty sure she's supposed to learn some sort of lesson first. Sigh. She supposes that asking these people to take her back would be cheating]
[There are plenty of not-so-nice things that could be applied to young Fabien(ne). She's rather self-centered, for one. However, if she's supposed to learn something before she can get back, she's gonna learn something, and she's gonna learn it better than that weird old lady back home expects her to]
*smiles in return* I would like that.
(Hi Fabi!)
*Adra is aware of Fabi's presence* Are you ok, Fabien? Have you tested enough?
*Smiles to the younger* Alright.. We can do that.
*To the older* Tell me about the circumstances surrounding Silas' death.
*rested
((Hello again, Moss.))
*sighs* Well, he should have received a regular burial. Most people in his time simply knew him as a doctor. But there was an odd... Cult, it seems, that knew he had magic. They took his body, and they kept it secured in a bound area until they were overrun several years later. The area is bound, and we'll have to somehow leave them a replacement body.
*Thinks* Dammit..
*Thinks harder* Idea. We make a plaster cast of his face, and put it on a body, and swap.
Would plaster decay at the same rate as regular skin?
*Thinks* I could make that happen, if I mixed the correct ingredients
((This is just a thing. It will probably not go places, but I wanted to get it out of my head, and also I wanted to practice French some more.))
[The blacksmith's place. Mr. Forgeron and his son Gabriel. Shortly after everyone disappeared from Fabien's house]
Gabriel: Père? Notre voisin étrange a reçu des visiteurs!
((Father? Our eccentric neighbor has guests!))
M. Forgeron: Et alors? Il est un jeune homme poli et honnête. C'est normal qu'il ait des amis.
((So? He's a polite and honest young man. Of course he has friends.))
Gabriel: Mais père... Je ne les connais pas!
((But father... I don't know them!))
M. Forgeron: Tu ne connais pas tout le monde. ... Tu parlais avec M. Forestier, n'est-ce pas?m
((You dont know everyone. ... You've been speaking to Mr. Forestier, haven't you?))
Gabriel: Il est très gentil et très intéressant!
((He's very nice and very interesting!))
M. Forgeron: Et il a des idées folles. Il vaut mieux que tu l'évites.
((And he has crazy ideas. It will be better if you avoid him.))
Fabien: [startles slightly--she was not expecting to be addressed] I'm fine, thanks. Sorry... Sorry I wasn't much help back there.
((I love the French, Fabi! It's wonderful! <3
Also, apparently Ian Somerhalder looks like Niccolò))
*Smiles* It's okay, Fabien. This next leg will be.. More difficult
*nods in agreement* We'll need to find whatever ingredients Adra needs, find a body without making a historical impact of about the same size and stature, then sneak in undetected, switch out the bodies, and then sneak back out.
*Nods* Alright.. Should we do so dressed as a cultist?
That would certainly help, yes. But we should try to be noticed as little as possible, even then. I don't know how big a group it is- we wouldn't want anyone to realize we aren't one of them.
Hm.. That seems fair.
*Pause* What if we created a distraction?
You could shift yourself into Silas' body, and pretend to be him.. Perhaps create havoc, or something. And the cultists will leave the area while we do the body swap. We can then have you disappear...
*pauses* We could try that. But I would have to be outside to disappear- the inside will be bound.
Right- that's what I mean. If you are outside, chopping down a tree, or whatever. Lure them out. We ten make the swap.
((Sorry I disappeared, I was writing an epic death scene for the Mafia game. Also there some pretty awesome + inspiring thunder and lightning except the cats are scared. :-( Also I might lose power, and I don't think Joan has the back up battery for her wifi like I do at home.))
What sort of ingredients do you need for the plaster?
((It's ok!
And don't worry, we will still be here!))
I have most of them in my bag, I think.. It creates almost like a second skin that can be placed above the first's. It is very, very thin, but thick enough to be unnoticeable as a second face
*kisses his Adra's hand* You're so inventive, my love. Let us know if there's anything you don't have, alright?
*Nods* Okay. I'll need you to shift to look like Silas, though, so I can make the cast itself.
*Takes a bowl out, and pours some herbs into it, and some gelatin, mixing them all together*
*Pours it into a pan, to let it thicken a bit*
*he nods, and shifts himself* *Silas is a thin man with curly hair, who somehow continuously appears disheveled and perhaps a bit anxious* *he will be still for Adra while she works*
She will make a few symbols into the ground that will speed up the process of the hardening* *Brings the pan closer to Alastair, then, and tilts his head back, before placing the thin layer over his skin, and holds it there for a moment* *The color and imprints of his face seem to seep into the cast, and rise to the surface* *Sprinkles a bit of powder over the gel, and it hardens immediately into a pliable mask* *She removes it* Alright, there we are... *Gently sets it on the pan on the ground*
*She doesn't like Silas*
*he doesn't like Silas either, and isn't especially comfortable in his form, but that's alright* So now we just need some appropriate clothing, and a body. *this voice is harsher, and lighter* *he hates it*
*It's alright* Um.. Is there anyone here who has died that won't be missed?
*She loves Alastair*
*the younger speaks up* We could search mass graves of plague victims for one that looks similar.
*he loves her, too*
*Nods* Okay, I can do that. *Pause* Or, you can, because I don't want to get sick.
*the younger one gets up quickly, pleased to be able to do something* We'll go. *older Alastair joins him, and then they will vanish*
Okay...
*Leans back gently, then will stand to stretch her legs a bit, feeling underground to see how close they are to the bound place* *If they're close enough, she will walk closer, to try to scope out the perimeter, and try to guess who may be hiding in there*
*it will be quite a few miles, but she can try if she likes*
*Okay* *She will go, then, to the place, and will take the mask with her* *Sets it carefully on a rock, and watches closely* *Is pretty close to the building*
*the area directly around the building is a clearing, so if she gets too close she would be easy to detect* *there are three guards stationed around the perimeter of the circularly shaped building, and five people inside* *the whole thing is no more than one story tall, but it extends underground*
*Squats a little, her fingers touching the ground* *If they look hard enough, she will be seen, but she is squatting* *Feels underground*
*there are many tunnels and caves underground, and about a dozen lifeless bodies are held there* *from close to where she stands inward, everything is bound*
*Gently let's her fingers dig into the ground, playing with the dirt* *There is something very, very, off about this whole situation* *She slowly stands, then, to try to find a harder patch of dirt or, better get, a stone to stand on*
*the Alastairs will return to where Fabien is, then, with a body* *the older speaks to Adra in her mind* We found one, love.
Okay *Picks up the mask and, will move back, snapping twigs as she goes*
*one of the guards hears, and will begin to approach her* Who's there?
*Freezes* *Runs*
*he definitely sees her, then, and runs after her* Halt!
*Giggles a little, and will keep going* *Who says "halt" anymore, anyway?* *Christ*
[Sees the Alastairs appear]
Welcome back.
(Hey Fabi!)
((Hello! I went to the Minneapolis Institute of Art and saw a very angry Beethoven head. Among other cool things.))
((Teehee. Awesome! Here, lemme email you!))
*her Alastair feels old now*
*It's ok* *Will keep running, unless she is either captured, or outruns the person*
I mean, people did it my time as well, but it is also 2016.
((Oh, I'm sorry- I didn't see the new comments.))
*the younger Alastair responds to her* Thank you. *sets the body on the ground*
*the guard runs after her for a while, but will then try to shoot her with a crossbow*
*Oh* *If he is a good shot, he may nick her arm, the force of which makes her stumble with an grunt* *Will reach back, trying to pull the arrowhead from her tricep*
I left the mask by the rock.. If they take me back, I might be able to preoccupy them.
(So my UW class is actually about environmental science, which is nice))
((Oh, that's lovely.))
But they've hurt you... *he doesn't like it, but he will defer to her judgement if she can assure him she'll be alright*
((Yey!!))
*Breathes out gently, and will yank it out with a small cry* I know, but you can heal me later. I'll be okay.
*She turns into her back, to feel the guard approach*
((YASSSS
:0
Ghost adventures))
((*hugs Noelle*))
Adra, are you sure?
*the guard will shoot her again, since she's stopped running*
((*Kisses Alastair*))
*Her response depends on where he shoots her- if it's in a limb, she will try to hold it then, grunting with the pain* *If it's near a vital organ, she will do her best to block it, but might not be good at that*
*Thinks* Yes. And please hurry.
*If her attacker tries to shoot again, she will have the earth raise up and protect her* *Only if he tries that again*
*he's aiming for vital areas* *and Alastair decides he won't let her stay there by herself* *teleoprts to her, and then will take her hand and try to teleport them back*
*Tries hard to make sure the guard recognizes that Alastair is still in Silas' body* *He would hit her in the chest, then* *Will let herself be teleported away*
*holds his wife carefully, and heals her where she's already removed the first arrow* I can take the pain from you, love.
*Nods barely, and tries to move her fingers to the new arrow buried deep in her flesh* *Shit*
[Isn't sure what's going on]
[Sees Alastair disappear and reappear with the wounded Adra]
[Her eyes go wide]
[If the arrow tips are metal, she can possibly help remove any trace of them and she will offer to try]
We appreciate the offer. *he will look to Adra for an answer, since she is the medical professional, and the arrow is in her* *but he will take her pain for her, so that when they remove it, he'll feel it instead*
*Breathes out a little* *It will hurt to talk* If there is a way for Fabienne to pull the arrow from me without ripping the hole more, that would be great.. I can feel that the tip has been embedded into one of my back ribs, so it's gone straight through me.
*he will repeat what Adra just said to Fabien, and then kiss Adra's hair* You'll be alright, love.
*Wants to nod* *Can't nod* I can't believe that fucker shot me..
*There is a lot of blood, and internal bleeding, and she begins to be lightheaded, and feels like there is cotton in her ears*
[She nods]
I should be able to do this.
[She puts one hand on the shaft of the arrow and concentrates]
[The metal tip grows narrower and longer in such a way that the arrow moves upward, exiting Adra's body as smoothly as Fabien can make it]
[Once the wood part of the arrow is out, the rest is a lot easier]
[The metal climbs up the shaft onto Fabien's finger, more and more quickly until the arrow is completely gone]
[Fabien opens her eyes and frowns at her new oddly-shaped jewelry in disgust]
[She walks a few steps away, and then lets the metal liquefy again and drip off her hand onto the ground, where it reverts info arrow head form]
[Fabien's brain is extremely tired now. Her body has energy--she could run a marathon if she could do it without having to pay attention to anything--but her mind feels as though she might fall asleep. She doesn't often do magic that requires this much care]
*Immediately, blood will pour from her body, very quickly* *Adra will pass out for a moment before she can thank Fabien*
*the moment the arrow is out, he will focus his energy on healing Adra, and helping her body produce more blood to make up Wjat she's lost* Thank you, Fabien.
*Ok- Adra likely won't wake up until the wound is sealed, and some of her blood is back*
*Kinda just lays there^
[She nods and stares into space a bit]
*he will hold her while she's unconscious, and stroke her hair* *he will keep an eye on Fabien, as well, to see if there's anything he can help her with*
*After about ten minutes, she will stir again* *Mumbles* Wipeout..
*kisses her forehead* What was that?
*Shakes her head* Nothing. *Pushes herself up a little, shakily*
*he will help her up if he can* Perhaps we should wait here for a while, so the two of you have some time to recover.
*Will just rest against him for a moment* Okay..
[stares into space]
[blinks]
[goes back to staring]
*strokes her hair again*
Can I help you with anything, Fabien?
*Closes her eyes for a moment, and curls into his body, in his coat a little bit*
[slight shoulder movement]
[blinks]
No...
[more staring into space]
Alright. *he'll just hold Adra, then, and wait until the ladies have recovered*
*She will move after about ten minutes, feeling better* *Will wait for Fabi, then* *But keeps herself curled up against her husband* Fabien, would you like to drink something?
[Deep breath]
I... I'm okay.
[She shakes her head, as if to get the dust out]
Some water would be nice I suppose.
[She stops staring into space and looks back at Adra, double-checking that she's ok]
*Adra moves a little, bringing a canteen of water closer* Thank you for helping me.. *Opens it and hands it to her*
[smiles slightly, glad she was able to do something useful this time]
You're welcome.
[Takes the canteen and takes a sip]
Thanks, I needed that.
*Nods gently, and will leave her with that, pulling out a piece of bread for them*
Thank you. That would've been much more difficult without you.
*Gives a piece to Fabien, and a piece to her husband, and will feed her husband slightly* *As a thanks*
*eats the bread, and smiles faintly* Thank you, my Adra.
*Smiles a little, wanting him to have his energy* What do we do now? Do you think the guard saw you as Silas?
*nods* I imagine he did. But he'll probably wonder why I saved you.
Hmm.. Could you use that to our advantage?
In what way would you propose we do that?
*Scratches her head* Be angry with the guards?
Be angry with them for hurting you, you mean? That could work, but I doubt any of them know Silas as a kind person. They'll be surprised that I care.
*Thinks* I know he doesn't see people as like... People.. But perhaps it is because you could just pretend like you, as Silas, wanted to use me for experiments and things... I dunno.
I suppose I could take that route- they would probably believe it.
*Thinks* Hmm...
Maybe
Like
...
I dunno. What would Silas ever be angry about?
I suppose if he wanted you for an experiment, it could make sense. I'm sure I can make it believable.
*Nods* Alright... *Pause* Do I need to do any acting?
[She eats her piece of bread and just listens]
((Wb))
((Thank you! I don't think I'll really be here until this evening though--we're going back to the art museum in a little bit because there's still a lot we haven't seen.))
((Okay!!))
((Also-- I'm not posting about my mini-game on the main blog just now for a couple of reasons, but if either of you would like to join, you are definitely welcome to. Leaving now, see you in a few hours.))
Well, I hope you won't have to. But if they do find you... Act as though you're afraid of Silas. *pauses* It might be difficult to sneak in undetected while carrying a body.
If there is a way that you can lead them all off into the woods, perhaps? To do a ritual or something
((Je suis revenue! I have come back!))
[Fabien is still listening to them plan]
((Um
Oui))
*he thinks about it for a while* I'm not sure. I don't know very much about this group... Really only the basics. I'm not sure what they might all be drawn out to do.
Hm... Perhaps you can pretend to be a ghost
*he nods* We can try that. But it is possible that some of them will remain inside, even then. So what would the backup plan be?
Could I not just kill them all?
*the older sighs* No. That could disrupt the time stream. We need to make as little impact as possible.
*She will think* Maybe... We can have an "explosion" go off?
Or the symbols- is there a way to break the bond on the building?
That might work more effectively... If we can figure out where they are exactly we may be able to disarm them.
*Nods* Can you maybe shirt into a flea, or something, and fly in?
Excellent idea. *he shifts himself into a little fly, and then flies away, to infiltrate the building*
*shift
*Giggles* *Infiltrate* *He is a tiny bug*
*he is* *he will spend some time flying all around the building, and then return, shifting back into Silas* The sigils are underground, around the perimeter, and there are additional ones surrounding each of the individual bodies. And it appears that all five of the inside people are watching Silas' body at the moment.
*Thinks* Would an earthquake break the symbols of the ground split?
Yes, I believe it would. Can you do that?
*Nods proudly* I can, my duck.
*smiles* *his wife is so impressive* I never knew that. Well, whenever you like, then.
*Nods, and will gently touch the ground, focusing to feel the site so far from them*
*She can feel the earth, and with a twist of her hand, a tremor builds, and she manipulates the underground fault lines and pockets to her advantage, triggering a small earthquake, its epicenter a mile beneath the house*
[These people are pretty hardcore]
[Though...she had kinda already gotten that impression]
[But still]
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