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Post by Badger on Aug 8, 2015 10:34:10 GMT -6
*Badger carefully wraps his pile of shards up in the Royal Garb before glancing up at Kenshin*
"Exit's that-way, Boss." *he says, absently jerking a thumb in the direction of the door. He then saunters over to Evette and smiles coyly*
"Hi, I'm Jackass... and you are...?"
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Post by brandnewkirk on Aug 8, 2015 15:51:15 GMT -6
Evette is still staring at the body uncomfortably, perhaps not used to the sight of dead bodies. She glances at Badger as he comes over, noting the lack of weapons. She nods briefly at him, still occasionally glancing uneasily at the body and answers.
"I'm...confused. Well, I mean, that's not my name, but..." a pause. "...seeing as I can't remember my name, I suppose it'll serve for now. So, I guess I'm Confused. Nice to meet you, Jackass." She smiles tersely.
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Post by Badger on Aug 8, 2015 19:43:19 GMT -6
"Con...fused"
*Badger rolls the 'name' around in his mouth.. He catches the tension in her smile... but chooses to ignore it*
Well met, Connie, The pleasure is, I assure you, All on m'self.
*He winks, bows with a flourish, and comes up smirking.*
Now.... Where are we?
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Post by aaronstarfire on Aug 9, 2015 15:28:10 GMT -6
Elyas lays there in stunned silence as the others around him stir and assess the surroundings. He tries to recall what may have lead him and the rest of the group to be here, but nothing. It's as if all of his memories had been erased. Listening to the rest of those around him is sounds as if everyone is in the same boat.
"This can't be good," he mutters slowly rising to his feet.
His head is throbbing and his muscles ache, but given the circumstances it's probably best that the situation be further explored. Looking around the room he sees the now undressed headless body and shard of crystal strewn about from what appears to have been some kind of explosion of energy. Given that no one seems to understand what is going on and that the best course of action seems to be finding some sort of weapon to defend against what may come. Searching the room Elyas looks to see if there is anything that can be used as a club. Maybe part of the plating or trim from the iron door blew off leaving behind a large enough piece to cause some damage to any would be attackers.
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Post by Mynti on Aug 9, 2015 15:59:17 GMT -6
*Damara quirks an eyebrow at Badger working his charisma on Evette, and decides to go investigate Elyas*
"Okay, I've decided my name is Abby, short for Absent Minded, as I have to be to have forgotten who I am... Either that or hungover, and Hungover doesn't sound like a good name for a woman such as myself. So, nice to meet you, whoever in the hell you are. What the hell are you searching for?"
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Post by Organ Miner on Aug 9, 2015 17:09:13 GMT -6
Elyas finds as he searches the room that there is nothing that can be used as an effective weapon. The closest thing would be a piece of stone from the destroyed structure in the middle of the room.
But, as he searches, and as the others converse among themselves, a noise begins to catch their attention. At first, it's almost imperceptible. But as the moments pass, it grows in volume and intensity, eventually becoming a deafening, earsplitting keening sound. It becomes so loud that everyone has to reflexively cover their ears or suffer some bleeding ears.
As this happens, the crystals scattered around the room begin to glow. As the sound becomes more intense, so does the glowing until it becomes bright enough to obscure everybody's vision, effectively leaving them deaf and blind for a few moments.
Eventually, the sound and the brightness begin to diminish. When the party finally reorients themselves, a cursory look around the room reveals that a new person seems to be in the room.
In the center of the room, floating a few inches above the rubble, is a translucent woman. Her body and clothing have all taken on a violet hue. The same hue as the crystal shards that everyone has been collecting. She is laying in the fetal position, her arms covering her head, so you cannot see her face. But you do notice that she seems to be wearing the same royal garb that the dead body was.
After a few moments, this new occupant shows no signs of moving. She just lays there, occasionally letting out the smallest of whimpering noises.
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Post by Swipper on Aug 9, 2015 20:08:59 GMT -6
*Kenshin slowly moves towards the woman, kneels down trying to be as least threatening as possible.*
"My Lady are you well? Fear not we mean you no harm. Can you tell us how you came to be here?"
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Post by Mynti on Aug 10, 2015 0:16:47 GMT -6
*Damara stands where she is, shocked, taking a good look at the Lady* " I TOLD Jack that taking her dress was gonna make her haunt us. This is his fault... Hey...she looks like the color of this!"
*Damara pulls out her shard* "Maybe these have something to do with her?"
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Post by Badger on Aug 10, 2015 9:55:40 GMT -6
*Badger shoots Damara a dirty look, then makes his way towards the center of the room... heedless of any threat the newcomer might pose.*
"..Excuse me, Miss... Ma'am... M'lady... I think you dropped this? ...and if so... do you want it back?"
*He cocks his head to the side as he holds up his makeshift bag of shards.*
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Post by Organ Miner on Aug 12, 2015 22:02:48 GMT -6
After Badger speaks, the newcomer stops whimpering. Slowly, she moves her arms from her head and reveals her face, though the first thing that the party notices is her hair. It does not seem to be hair at all, but fire. She looks up from her prone position and lets her eyes adjust for a few moments. When her vision finally seems to have cleared, her sight falls on the face of the person closest to her, Kenshin. Whether it's Kenshin himself, or just the shock of seeing a new face so soon after waking up is unclear, but seeing Kenshin makes her scream. She reflexively takes a backhanded swing at Kenshin's face. It connects hard with his jaw... or it would if this woman had a corporeal form. Instead, her hand moves harmlessly through Kenshin's head. She barely takes notice of this, however. As soon as she swings, she sits up and pushes herself across the floor on her rear. Or rather, she pushes herself across the air a couple inches above the floor. When she gets a safe distance away from the people in the room, she sits up on her knees and begins to look frantically around, gasping and sobbing. her eyes fall upon each party member in turn, on the ruined structure in the center of the room, on the headless body, and finally, on her own translucent, purple hands. She begins to hyperventilate for a few moments before finally breaking out into a wail of guttural and primal sorrow. She claws at her face and arms and chest, though her nails don't appear to do any damage to her skin. And finally, when she can scream no more, she buries her face in her knees, throws her hands over her head and neck, and begins to sob. The sobbing continues for awhile, but the woman does not seem quite so panicked anymore. Perhaps now she can be approached. Here is what she looks like:  |
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Post by Badger on Aug 12, 2015 22:27:19 GMT -6
*Badger creeps up to the newcomer, taking a glance at Kenshin and making and making sure that the her blows caused no harm".
Er.. Well met. I'm, well... they call me Jackass... I don't mean to intrude upon your case of melancholia, but I was wondering if you could help settle a debate between me and the mouthy lady over there
*Jerks a thumb in Damara's direction without turning to look at her*
That and maybe tell us what's going on... where we are... -who- we are... where your head is... That's been really bothering me for some reason...
*he glances over at the body*
..assuming that is you and not your solid-bodied, decapitated, mysteriously naked twin sister...
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Post by Swipper on Aug 13, 2015 7:20:01 GMT -6
*Kenshin stands touching the spot where her hand passed through. Taking a few steps back he speaks softly.*
"My apologies mi~lady, it was not my intent to frighten you."
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Post by Mynti on Aug 13, 2015 19:30:06 GMT -6
*Damara takes a good long look at the lady, taking note of all the markings on her body... She wonders if they were for some kind of ritual or something. She makes her way over to her and squats down. She offers her most comforting smile.* "You're alright. We're not going to hurt you..."
(Do we roll charisma or diplomacy to see if I can make her comfortable?)
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Post by brandnewkirk on Aug 13, 2015 19:31:12 GMT -6
Yvette watches this all with curiosity, peering over the shoulders of the other three at the translucent woman.
"...can we even be sure she understands any of us? She hasn't seemed to respond to anything so far. Anyone know any other languages?"
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Post by Organ Miner on Aug 15, 2015 11:41:35 GMT -6
(Mynti, there is no need to roll a check here, as she is composing herself on her own.)
The swing at Kenshin does not seem to have left no pain, discernible mark, or effects whatsoever. It was completely harmless.
At the sound of the friendly voices, the woman finally looks up. Though still breathing heavily, and still clearly anxious about the whole situation unfolding in the room, she seems to have composed herself enough to speak.
"My... my apologies," she says, as if getting used to speaking, "I seem to have lost my composure."
She stands herself up and wipes at her eyes as if to wipe tears away, though none seem to have fallen. She has clearly been trained and practiced in the art of social interaction, as, though she is definitely still frightened by what is happening, she stands up straight, and speaks with authority.
Seeming to ignore your questions, she brushes herself off and looks around the room again, looking again at all of the people in the room, this time without panic clouding her judgment. After a few moments, a look of unmistakable relief and even excitement comes over her. She seems to have realized something of great import.
When she has taken a good look at everyone, she finally begins to answer your questions.
"My name is Queen Cherimoya of Lionem Anfilte. And I will answer your questions as best I can."
"It's alright, sir. I was in no respectable state," she says. "I only hope that I caused you no harm."
"Those are some important questions, I know. And I am certain you wish to know the answers as soon as possible. But, I am still trying to understand what exactly is happening myself. But I must ask that we leave this place as soon as we can. We're in the lowest level of my castle, and we are unsafe."
"That," she says, pointing to the dead body, "is not the result of an accident. My country was invaded by a horde of barbarians, and they could be back at any moment. I can lead us to safety, and then I can explain everything to the best of my ability."
"But before anything, please, tell me your names."
When she says this, something clicks in your minds. Your names come back to you, and you very slowly begin to recall things from your past. Nothing significant as of yet, but it does feel like the floodgates of a dam have been opened ever so slightly, and your memories are slowly trickling from the opening.
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