2008-02-16

<Ann_Gora>  Ready, steady, go! RPG AWN!!
* _Matt_ is now known as Technician
* LadyStormcrow is now known as StormcrowSelkirk
<Ann_Gora> ::out with Jase having dinner at Vincenzo’s Ristorante and Bistro?::
<Jason_Korat> ::yes, m’love!::
<Ann_Gora> <Josie>::gone down to investigate the wing where things were wrecked and stolen::
<Ann_Gora> <pixies>::have been missing for a couple weeks now, supposedly left messages they’d gone off galavanting somewheres::
<Gracie> ::is… somewhere doing something.. Probably exploding fruit::
<Ann_Gora> ::hoorayee!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is due to switch back to her usual shift, so comes in to work at the more usual time::
<Ann_Gora> <front desk>::vacant. Hertz off duty ‘n Tansy not about::
<Jason_Korat> You look gorgeous tonight.
<Technician> :: meets Josie when she arrives :: <Security Wing> :: is a large warehouse that looks like a warzone took place there, debris and other items scattered about as workers are cleaning up ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::notes that as she goes to drop her things in her locker::
<Gracie> ::was in the basement, now heading up to the desk room. Poor bored Gracie XD::
* @Technician Quit (Ping timeout)
<Ann_Gora> ::issa wearing this! –> http://www.vintagetrends.com/images/lot/513/513-0026.jpg with matching teal green heels:: Thank you.  I got this in Chinatown a couple months ago, but haven’t had the opportunity to wear it yet.
<Jason_Korat> ((oooo… pretty green!))
<Ann_Gora> ((Gracie ‘n Stormcrow still roomies?))
<Jason_Korat> ::smiles:: how come?
* McGrath has joined
* ChanServ sets mode: +o McGrath
<Ann_Gora> ((wb!))
<McGrath> ((ty))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((wb!))
<Gracie> ((yes, still roomies :3 ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::we is!::
<Ann_Gora> <Josie> ::annoyed look as she meets the tech:: Well?  Know what was stolen yet?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::hasn’t been there much, though – been out with her family::
* McGrath is now known as Technician
<Ann_Gora> Been so busy covering the news surrounding Mr. Rex among other things.
<Jason_Korat> Then I need to take you out more often. ::holds her hand::
<Ann_Gora> ::gives his hand a squeeze and smiles:: You’ve been busy too.  Hopefully things have calmed down for a little while.
<Gracie> ::now in the break room, pouring herself some juice::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::goes to the breakroom to get a soda herself::
<Technician>  We have, actually :: leads her down to a section that had a large security door in place, which has since been exploded open :: Our last remaining large scale anti-enchantiton disruption bomb.
<Gracie> ::looks up when she sees movement:: Hey you :3 I haven’t seen you in awhile.
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckles:: I know. I think we all have.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::smiles:: Hey. Yeah, I’ve been over with my mom and Bexa a lot. Things are kind of hectic.
<Gracie> How’s the planning going?
<StormcrowSelkirk> Pretty well. ::small frown:: Have you seen the pixies lately? Mom said they were going to help her with the flowers.
<Ann_Gora> <Josie> Oh wonderful.  ::mrrrs as she looks inside:: Explain exactly what this would do to kats both normal and of magic?
<Gracie> Tansy and Assana? I… honestly can’t remember where they went off to. One week they were here then another… poof. I think to go and… decorate?
<Ann_Gora> I’m glad your job is safe that’s for sure. ::leggos his hand and takes a sip of her drink::
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckles:; For the most part. ::winks::
<StormcrowSelkirk> I guess we’ll have to. It’s just that Mom was really hoping for those flowers. ::shrugs::
<Ann_Gora> At least where City Hall is concerned.
<Technician> Well, under optimal conditions, the bomb was designed to eradicate all uh… “magical” entities, to lose a less formal term, within range of detonation, which is equivalent to a large-scale nuclear device. It’s designed to be harmless to everything else. But I wouldn’t worry about it too much.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::opens her soda:: How have things been going with you?
<Ann_Gora> <Josie>  And why shouldn’t I worry?
<Gracie> Nothing horribly eventful, depending on your point of view. Rex tried to kill me in a bust, Took a vacation in the Katskill Mountains. That’s pretty much it.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small noise through her teeth:: Story of our lives.
<Jason_Korat> Alright, we’ll go with that.
<Technician> Well, the bomb didn’t have a warhead. Each warhead needs an equivalent source of enchantitons to create anti-enchantitons. The process is rather… expensive. So they’re only made to order, and there hasn’t been an order for almost a year now.
<Gracie> It’s a regular soap opera somedays. I’m waiting for the news I have a microchip in my head that’s linked to a bomb.
<Ann_Gora> So you going to use the quiet time to play your music?
<Jason_Korat> Yeah… wrote a couple for the new album, but nothing too fancy just yet.
<Technician> ((<Dark Figures Behind Computer Screens> :: listening in on the conversation :: She knows! Quickly, we must accelerate our plans! ))
<Ann_Gora> <Josie> Most magical items have been drained and donated to the museum.  A few ended up missing from there along the way, but no matter as they are drained. <That sword must have magic properties then…>
<Ann_Gora> ((LOL!!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> Shh, don’t jinx yourself.
<Ann_Gora> Fancy is for operettas. ::grins::
<Technician> So, nothing to worry about I suppose, as it’s useless otherwise.
<Ann_Gora> <Josie> There’s plenty to worry about.  Anything else missing or is that all?
<Jason_Korat> ::laughs:; What, don’t want to hear me play opera?
<Gracie> I’ve taken up surfing more. It’s  a rather fun past time. ::small smile:: Though we should try to do more stuff together, I rather enjoy the baking.
<Ann_Gora> They don’t have electric guitars in opera.
<Technician> Everything else is accounted for :: something crashing off a forklift in the background, winces :: Broken, or otherwise.
<StormcrowSelkirk> Yeah. It’s nice to know I can set things on fire *without* my powers. ::chuckles, is kidding. Not that bad of a cook::
<Gracie> I rather liked how the last bunt cake I attempted to make just exploded when we took it out. <.< Maybe I’m just pre disposed to make things go explody.
<Technician> ((<StormcrowSelkirk> :: recently discovered the existence of matches and lighters ::))
<Ann_Gora> <Josie> ::mrr:: Fine.  I want this back up and BETTER security.  Honestly, we’re the Negakat Security Agency and we keep getting broken into! ::turns and heads back down hall to elevators::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small laugh::
<Ann_Gora> ((and with^))
<Gracie> but at least the goop in the pan was tasty.
<Technician> :: goes to see about that ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> True, true.
<Jason_Korat> That’s not true. There’s always rock opera. Ever heard Trans-Siberian Orchestra?
<Ann_Gora> <Josie> <Why would Globulous want to be rid of magic users…?  Not that I’d mind getting rid of most of them… just not natural much less safe to have suck kats with powers around but still…>
<Ann_Gora> Can’t say that I have.
<Jason_Korat> ((And, Strong Bad’s SBEmail rockopera? XD))
<Ann_Gora> ((::snorks!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<Jason_Korat> We played with them for Live 10 one time during the Christmas season. I’ll have to bring some over.
<Gracie> (( My room is ROASTING ))
<Ann_Gora> ((<Gracie> See, even my mun is about to go explody.))
<Jason_Korat> ((Make s’mores! ))
<Ann_Gora> ::laughs:: That I gotta hear.
<StormcrowSelkirk> So, I’ve been kind of out of the loop. Anything happen around here I should know about?
<Ann_Gora> <Josie> ::returns to her office to ponder this over.  wonders what other known magic artifacts are about that Globulous could get his slimy paws on::
<Gracie> Josie tried to go science geek on one of the vampires in our night crew.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::grimace:: She would. Is the vampire okay?
<Ann_Gora> ((<LS> We have vampires in our night crew?  Wait we have a night crew?  Wait Josie’s into science? <Gracie> … ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Jason_Korat> M’sure you’ll like it. ::grinning::
<Ann_Gora> ::finished up her meal ‘n all and the rest of her drink:: Wanna go to your place now and listen to them?
<Jason_Korat> Night’s still young. :;smiles, asks for the bill::
* Technician is now known as McGrath
<Ann_Gora> <waiter>::brings said bill huzzah! tip me too, sukka!::
<Jason_Korat> ::I tip you 30% Cuz’ I’m generous! Arr!:: Ready?
<Gracie> From what I saw I think so. You hadn’t met them yet?
<Ann_Gora> ::gets up:: Ready. ::smiles, goes and takes Jase’s arm::
<McGrath> :: at the NSA building, using his clearance to access one of the artifact lockers and retrieve a small item ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> No, I’ve met them, though only briefly. Which one did she go after?
<Gracie> The little one. Uh… Christian, I believe.
<Ann_Gora> ((<McGrath> They won’t miss the Magic Donut of Sir Dunkin.))
<Jason_Korat> ::leads her on outside, taking her to the park across the street::
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> Ah. ::nods:: I’ve met him.
<McGrath> :: if uninhibited, pockets it and makes his way out of the building, heading for the MBI ::
<Ann_Gora> ::walky walky!:: Warmer weather… could be thunderstorms this weekend.
<Ann_Gora> <Josie>::you be!::
<McGrath> :: once at the bureau, goes to the breakroom ::
<Gracie> yeah, Christian, she’s interesting. Have one of theri boot legs.
<Jason_Korat> Well, we’re in need of rain. ::holds her hand, then leads her to a horse and carriage. XD::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::raises an eyebrow at the bootleg mention, then both eyebrows as she sees McGrath enter::
<Ann_Gora> We’re almost always in need of rain.  ::then laughs a bit and squeezes his hand when she sees their new ride:: Jase, you didn’t need to go all out.
<McGrath> You haven’t seen either of the Burmilla sisters, have you?
<Gracie> ::looks at McGrath::
<StormcrowSelkirk> I’m afraid not. I was looking for them too.
<Ann_Gora> ((<Storm> ::wonders if the vampires are running a bootleg operation on the side and pirating music too::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<Gracie> (( ::dies:: XD))
<Jason_Korat> Well, I did. ::grinning, helps her in::
<McGrath> :: normally would be indifferent, but the circumstances are suspicious :: I think something is happening. But I can’t prove it, yet. :: holds up an ancient looking amulet ::
<Ann_Gora> You’re so corny sometimes. ::chuckles as she’s helped in:: But I don’t mind.
<Gracie> ::eyebrow raised:: I’m afraid that amulet will clash with their eyes.
<Jason_Korat> ::laughs, sits beside her, giving her a bouquet of her favorite flowers. Mun hasn’t a clue what they are, Annmun. XD::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::also looks at the amulet:: What’s that for? ::a bit suspicious, has had bad experiences involving McGrath and amulets::
<Ann_Gora> ((<Gracie> Wow, didn’t think you were one for shopping at Hot Topic, McGrath.  <McGrath> … I’m not.  <Gracie> They got a whole crateful of those in the other day. ::holds out hers:: Got one for Storm here too. <Storm>::holds up hers:: <McGrath> Boy the NSA really has gotten incompetent since Lyons was made Director but eesh.))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<Gracie> (( ::dies:: ))
<McGrath> It’s a locator stone. :: sets it on the table :: But it’s been deactivated. :: looks to LS :: Only certain types of individuals can activate it.
<Jason_Korat> ((::DIES!!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::doesn’t like the way he’s looking at her:: Could you tell me a bit more about how it works?
<Jason_Korat> ((<MCGrath> Dare I ask what else is next? Nose rings? ::dryly:: <Gracie> Got those last week. <McGrath> What about… <Gracie> My skull and crossbones tattoo was done the week before. Those NSA guys are posers. <McGrath> ::palmface::
<Jason_Korat> ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Gracie> (( ::Dying!:: ))
<McGrath> Knights used these in their quests to find treasure. They’re often tied to other magic-based entities. You can set it to find Tansy and Assana.
<StormcrowSelkirk> How? Does it come with instructions?
<Ann_Gora> ::lol this mun not sure either… perhaps honeysuckle, but doubt floral places have those. white or yellow roses could be next in line::
<Ann_Gora> ((::dies!::))
<Jason_Korat> ::meh, we’ll say it’s honeysuckle. MKC is as weird as it is. XD::
<McGrath> You touch it and think about what you want to find.
<Ann_Gora> ::lol! true. inhales the sweet scent:: Oh Jase… how’d you get these this time of year? ::smiles and hugs him::
<StormcrowSelkirk> And only kats with magic can do that?
<Ann_Gora> ((<Storm> ::thinks:: <amulet>::zips and smacks against the fridge:: <Storm> ::grins and gets up:: <Gracie> … what did you think of? <Storm>::opens fridge, pulls out cream soda and holds it up happily:: <McGrath> ::sighs::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<McGrath> Only kats with magic can turn it on and set it to find what it’s set to find.
<Jason_Korat> ::smiles, hugs her back:: A lot of searching. <Carriage kat> ::takes ‘em for a rrrrrrride::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::looks over the amulet, starts to reach for it, hesitates:: This one’s not going to disappear into my body, is it?
<Ann_Gora> ::wheee! leans against him some as they go:: Thank you, they’re wonderful, as are you. ::dawwww don’t gag too much muns::
<McGrath> Only if you eat it.
<Ann_Gora> ((LOL!! Poor Stormcrow.  <Storm> I’m SO not wanting to go inside a demon ever again much less turn into a giant Godzilla sized kat to fight and stomp through the city.
<Ann_Gora> ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> Remind me not to do that, then. ::takes the amulet if allowed::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<McGrath> <Amulet> :: is taken. As soon as she grabs it, starts to glow ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small gasp, looks at it closer::
<McGrath> <Amulet> :: a semi-transparent image appears above it, whatever object/individual she’s thinking is displaying XD ::
* Ann_Gora has joined
<McGrath> ((wb))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::at the moment, was thinking about her mother in the back of her mind, so image would show Dana. Tries to focus her thoughts to the pixies instead::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((Wb!))
<Ann_Gora> ((X_x ‘dupid IRC))
<Jason_Korat> ((WB!))
<Ann_Gora> ((ty))
<Gracie> ::watching this, So curious :3::
* StormcrowSelkirk sets mode: +o Ann_Gora
<Jason_Korat> I didn’t do anything special.
<Jason_Korat> ::holding her close::
<Ann_Gora> Well you’ve paid me more attention than any other tom I’ve gone steady with.
<Ann_Gora> Lasted longer too.
<McGrath> <Amulet> :: switches to them, and dings once she thinks hard enough ::
<Jason_Korat> :::chuckles:: You’ve done so much, Annie. You deserve it all.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::ears flick at the ding::
<Gracie> (( <Ann> The last guy left after he found me practicing my intros in the mirror. ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Ann_Gora> ((LOL!))
<Ann_Gora> ((::dies:: <Storm> Either my Easy Bake Oven has finished my leetle cuppin’ cake, or this thing is ready to track pixies.))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<Ann_Gora> I have huh?
<Jason_Korat> ((<Storm> SWEET CUPPIN’ CAKES ARE DONE! ::zooms:: ‘EY STEVE!))
<Jason_Korat> You have. ::grinning::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<Ann_Gora> ((::dead!::))
<McGrath> It’s ready <Amulet> :: imagery goes away ::
<Ann_Gora> All I do is report what’s going on in Megakat.
<StormcrowSelkirk> Um, okay . . . ::sees the image go away:: What do we do now?
<Jason_Korat> While you risk your neck out there.
<McGrath> See where it leads. The light will be steady and brilliant once the destination is reached. <Amulet> :: blinking ::
<Ann_Gora> ((<McGrath>::gives her pair of ruby slippers:: Just clack your heels together three times and say “There’s no place like Opry Land”. <Storm> … <McGrath> What?  You all complain I have no sense of humor.))
<StormcrowSelkirk> Okay then . . . ::holds the amulet in both hands, gets up from her seat:: So it’s sort of like “Hot and Cold”?
<Ann_Gora> Others would say I deserve many a bad thing for being such a snoop.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<McGrath> ((<McGrath> :: rolls his eyes, sighing :: Yes, if that helps you understand ))
<Jason_Korat> they don’t know what they’re talking about. :kisses her gently on the head::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::hey, I didn’t choose to be magic. It was thrust upon me.::
<Ann_Gora> Hmm if I ever had to expose you for something, I hope you’d keep that in mind.
<Ann_Gora> ((<Gracie> Just like I didn’t choose to be a giant among she-kats.  <McGrath> Or I as a… well y’know I would probably still choose to be as I am, mun or not.  <Storm> You would.))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<McGrath> Something like that :: will toss control of the amulet to Felmun XD ::
<Gracie> (( <Gracie> If you were any way else, McGrath I would probably freak out. <McGrath> that’s comforting. <Storm> <.< specially if he sang show tunes… ))
<Ann_Gora> <amulet> ::blinking that fades in and out becomes slightly brighter when she aims it towards the north::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<Ann_Gora> ((::busts up::))
<Jason_Korat> Hrm… I’d have to clear my schedule. How does the second Tuesday of next November sound? ::kidding::
<StormcrowSelkirk> This looks promising. ::heads north, whichever way through the Bureau that is::
<Ann_Gora> ::laughs:: I’ll pencil you in.
<McGrath> :: follows along ::
<Ann_Gora> <amulet>::fading in and out doesn’t seem to change any, but north remains the brightest::
<Gracie> ((Hey kids, this kitty needs to hit the sack. my brain has left the building. ;__; ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::presumably finds herself led outside the building:: Hm . . .
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((Nights!))
<Jason_Korat> ((maw. Nights, Graciemun!))
<Ann_Gora> ((lol maw, night night then Graciemun!))
<Gracie> ((night night <3 <3 ))
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckles, picks a honey suckle and tucks is behind her ear::
<Ann_Gora> <amulet> ::this may be a long walk…::
<Gracie> ((night nighty again XD))
* @Gracie Quit (Quit: I’m thirsty for your love, dancing underneath the skies of Lust.)
<McGrath> ((<LS> I knew I should’ve worn shoes today… ))
<Ann_Gora> ::smiles at him and leans in for a KISSY KISSY POO POO moment XD::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::notes that, looks to McGrath:: Should we get a car, or walk it, do you think?
<Jason_Korat> ((::DIES!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<Jason_Korat> ::maw, returns the KISSY WISSY MUA MUA MUA MUA MUA!::
<McGrath> You can probably move faster without me. :: turns to head back into the bureau :: Consider it a special assignment.
<Ann_Gora> ::mun dead lol:: So… what are those couple of songs about you’ve gotten so far without the fancy lyrics?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::doesn’t like the sound of that – special assignments from McG are rarely fun.:: <Please let them just be out for a walk . . .> ::heads off, following the amulet. Avoids teleporting with it.::
<Jason_Korat> Can’t tell you yet, but I’ll show you soon. I promise.
<Ann_Gora> ((<Storm>::decides to teleport part by part going north to make it go faster.:: <Josie> ::with short buzzed white hair ready with NSA team armed with kungfu whip sticks!:: You’re an abomination.  Only God should have this power.  <Storm> … then why’d He let me have it then? <Josie> … Just shut up and take this beatdown.))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<Ann_Gora> <amulet>::seems to be leading her north of Megakat City, towards the wooded mountain region::
<Jason_Korat> ((DEAD!!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::goes thataway! Cheats a bit and tries teleporting with the amulet, hoping that won’t mess up its calibrations::
<Ann_Gora> Ah, the secrets of the rock star.
<Jason_Korat> Well, how about I keep another promise? ::reaches into his pocket::
<Ann_Gora> <amulet>::shouldn’t. fading fades less the further in the woods she goes::
<Ann_Gora> And what other promise might that be? ((<Jase> ::breaks out and sings Paula Abdul’s “Promise of a New Day”::))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::knows the pixies like nature, so hopes this means they’ve gone camping or something::
* McGrath is now known as Globulous
<Jason_Korat> ::opens up a little box, shows her a ring with her birthstone on it:: My promise that I’ll always be here for you? ::nopes, not an engagement ring, but a promise ring. Granted, mun hasn’t a clue if they’re the same or not, so… yeah::
<Ann_Gora> <amulet> ::after more walking, leads Storm out to a flattened rubble area… a large mass of an area that’s somewhat charred.  Used to be a mountain there until Greenbox ordered Zed to destroy it a few years back::
<Globulous> :: abruptly drops down from above before Ann can reply, getting in between the two. Appearing in his defualt, dark silhouette form :: How touching.
<Jason_Korat> ::stares:: What th’…?!
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::eyes widen a bit at the size of the rubbled area:: <Why would they be here?> ::checks the amulet::
<Globulous> :: extends both arms forward and has them jut out to shove Korat away ::
<Ann_Gora> ::lol mun thinks a promise ring is different.  Jase be goin’ old skool XD smiles at that and eeek! gasps:: What in the?!
<Ann_Gora> <amulet> ::glow fades in and out ever so slowly, bright when she points it out towards the center of the mass::
<Jason_Korat> ::is shoved outta the carriage, lands with an oof!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::walks where the amulet indicates:: Tansy? Assana? Are you guys there?
<Ann_Gora> Jason! ::standing now::
<Jason_Korat> <Horse> :;becomes erratic, starts kicking:: <Carriage kat> What is all this?!
<Ann_Gora> <mass of land> ::all is quiet. some shrubbery and grass has begun to grow, but is mostly rock.::
<StormcrowSelkirk> Assana? Tansy? ::moves the amulet around a bit, trying to get a reading. Doesn’t like this::
<Globulous> :: grabs up the driver and tosses him aside, taking the reigns :: The sword Korat, or she dies! :: whips the horses so they take off ::
<Ann_Gora> <amulet>::leading her to the center of the area which is a few miles off::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::takes a breath, teleports much of the distance in short hops::
<Ann_Gora> ::erk! at the rearing horse, falls back into the carriage seat. mrrrs at this … thing that’s taken over:: I don’t think so! ::goes, preparing herself as she’s about to jump out!::
<Ann_Gora> <Amulet>::steady glow now:: <ground> ::a few rocks have been stacked up, making a sort of well, only larger::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::notes this, cautiously peers into the well:: Assana? Tansy?
<Jason_Korat> Get back here! ::running after!::
<Ann_Gora> <well> ::when peered down, looks like a spiral staircase leading deep into the ground is there:: <amulet>::glows brighter at the well’s walls::
<Ann_Gora> ::huffs:: <Here goes…> ::once at an open space in the park, leaps offa the carriage!:: Oof! ::lands, rolling a bit on the ground. on her stomach, watches the carriage::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::gulps:: This is not good . . . ::wonders if she should call for backup, then shakes her head. Checks to make sure her radio’s working, then starts to head down the stair::
<Globulous> :: small laugh as she jumps :: You’re not going anywhere :: leaps off the carriage, letting it careen off somewheres. Lands near Ann ::
<Ann_Gora> <stairs> ::go down about three stories worth. soft glow can be seen at their bottom coming from a wooden door::
<Jason_Korat> Get away from her! ::pulls out his gun and fires::
<Ann_Gora> ::gnr slowly getting up. owowow thinks she may’ve broken her wrist as she starts to push herself up. sees him coming and gets to standing position, about to turn and run for it!::
<Globulous> :: is shot several times and remains unharmed. Extends an arm to grab the fleeing Ann by the waist and bring her back to hold her in front of him, using her as a shield ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> <This is not smart . . .> ::thinks to herself as she reaches to open the door::
<Ann_Gora> ::yelps as she’s grabbied and pulled towards Globulous!::
<Jason_Korat> Let her go! ::gun aimed::
<Ann_Gora> <inside> ::appears to be a large underground room.  nice sized cauldren with some strange purple liquid bubbling in it over a fire sits in the center.  some books, herbs, and other misc. magic potion type stuff resides on shelves in there.  couple of tables and the like, one of which sits Madkat’s Box and two bottles, corked, each containing a sleeping pixie in it::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::gulps, carefully approaches the corked bottles. Gently taps one with her finger::
<Ann_Gora> <inside>::torches are lit about the room coming out of stone sculped gargoylesque heads from their open mouths.::
<Globulous> :: once he’s holding Ann in front of himself, smiles :: No, Korat, not this time. :: pulls her in close and rapidly starts to absorb her ::
<Ann_Gora> <door>::slams shut:: <Swytch> ::grinning:: To think you’d make it so easy, little witchling. ::cackles:: <Pastmaster> ::beside Swytch, sneering, raises up his watch::
<Ann_Gora> ::lets out a shout as this begins to happen:: No, no!  Stop it! ::trying to keep free using good hand and feet to push::
<Jason_Korat> NO! ::throws his gun and runs, charging. Dives to try and tackle Annie out::
<Globulous> :: if he manages to get all of her inside himself, will spin around to knock Korat to the side ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::freezes in surprise, raises hands a bit, ready to defend herself::
<Ann_Gora> ::tackled out some of the way, claws at the ground lol making it diffucult for Globby but ultimately can be absorbed::
<Jason_Korat> ANNIE!
<Jason_Korat> ::tries to grab her arm at the last minute::
<Ann_Gora> <Pastmaster>::sends a blast of magic energy from his watch towards Storm!::
<Ann_Gora> Jason! ::mrnfrrrf! hand missed! there is SO not room for Jello!::
<Globulous> :: then absords her in rather dramatic fashion XD With that done, turns to Korat :: Now, as I was saying, bring me the sword, or your precious reporter friend dies. :: expands upwards, jetting vertically into the trees of the park to disappear from sight ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::tries to dodge out of the way, grapples for her radio::
<StormcrowSelkirk> What do you want from me?!
<Ann_Gora> <beam>::misses:: <Pastmaster>::continues to fire blasts towards her:: You can’t escape! ::moving from the door towards Storm:: <Swytch>::stays at the door::
<Jason_Korat> NO! ANNIE! ::running after him, then stops as he disappears::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::does her best to dodge, probably getting singed and glanced as she does. Notes Swytch at the door. Tries to ‘port past her to the other side::
<Ann_Gora> <door>::sorry! magically protected this door is. XD teleportation no worky!:: <Swytch>::tries to whack Stormcrow with a blunt object.  No. not her head. XD a Louisville Slugger!  Hey the metal ones make nice clubs. XD::
<Ann_Gora> ::does it stink in here inside the Lous of Globu? XD::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::startled and panicked by her teleportation not working, makes an easy target. Is clubbed::
<Jason_Korat> ::snarls: I DON’T HAVE THAT SWORD, YOU IDIOT! ::shouting this out::
<Ann_Gora> ((<Globulous> ::is really Buu in disguise! turns pink and lands on Jase!:: I’m gonna eat you uuuup, I’m gonna eat you uuuuup!  Hmmm… what better to make MBI agent than a… DONUT! HEHEHEHE!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*diead*))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<Globulous> :: she’s probably been rendered unconscious, so no smell, but her hair has likely be ruined XD ::
<Ann_Gora> <Swytch>::nyehehehe, hopefully knocks Stormcrow out. regardless:: Now, douse her with water! particularly her hands! <Pastmaster> ::uses his watch to magically have a large bucket of water prepared fling and splash Stormcrow::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is out of it, is doused::
<Jason_Korat> ((And, I hate to leave it here, but I need bed))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((Nights, Sage!))
<Ann_Gora> <Pastmaster> And you said she’d be more of a challenge to gain.  <Swytch>::drags Storm across the floor:: I didn’t imagine she’d have come to us, and alone none the less. ::chains Storm up to a wall::
<Ann_Gora> ((night Sagey!))
<Jason_Korat> ((G’nights!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is chained thus::
* @Jason_Korat Quit (Quit: I got a postcard from my brain today. It said it’s having a wonderful time.)
<Globulous> ((<Swytch> did you really need to do that “magically” ? I mean, you coulda just picked up the bucket. <Pastmaster> I like the dramatic effects! ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::I blame you for this, McGrath!::
<Ann_Gora> <Swytch> ::chains her by her neck with a collar, then puts Storm’s hands down into another bucket of water. this bucket however has been fashioned so that it covers Stormcrow’s hands and keeps them locked inna bucket if that makes sense.  bucket ‘lid’ has two holes on the top::
<Ann_Gora> ((::busts up!::))
* Ann_Gora is now known as Pastmaster
<Globulous> ((<LS> With my last breath I curse Zoidberg! ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is locked up::
<Pastmaster> Go see if she indeed IS alone.  <Swytch> ::mrrs:: Y’know, I’m REALLY getting annoyed with you bossing me around.  Why don’t you go check? ::stands, dusting hands off:: <Pastmaster> Because, I’M the one with magic. ::threateningly holds watch up towards her::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Fine fine… thanks to me you are… ::grumbles and goes outside up the stairs to see if anyone followed LS:: <Pasty> ::goes over to LS to examine her, judging her magic strength::
<Pastmaster> ((::dead!::))
<Globulous> ((<Swytch> What’s the scouter say about her power level? <Pastmaster> :: takes it off, crushing it in his hands :: IT’S OVER NINE THOUSAND! <Swytch> What? NINE THOUSAND? ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::eyes flicker, small groan of pain as she starts to wake up::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<Pastmaster> ((::DIES!::))
<Pastmaster> ::notes Storm waking up and smirks:: My my… you have great power for one so young…
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small fearful gasp as she wakes up and realizes her situation::
<Pastmaster> Do not worry.  You won’t be harmed.  I’m only interested in your magic.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is not reassured by that:: Why would you need my magic? Your powers are stronger than mine.
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> ::returns:: All’s clear.  No one has come with her.  ::eyes her and notes the radio. goes over to remove it:: <Pastmaster> ::turns from her and goes over to a shelf:: My powers come mostly from my Time Watch.  It seems it was drained by meddling mortals and needs to be replenished. <Swytch> ::while she’s at it, disarms Storm of any weapons or objects she might have::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::not being able to stop her, is disarmed. Doesn’t have much in the way of objects besides her radio, and the amulet.::
* Globulous is now known as McGrath
<McGrath> <electronic Bug> :: can also probably be found by Swytch after taking LS’ items, attached to the amulet ::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> ::holds up the amulet and grins:: Someone teaching you, witchling? <Pasty>::thumbing through a book. no not the Tome. hasn’t been able to aquire that yet::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::scared:: No, I was using that to try to find my friends. ::glances toward the bottled pixies::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> ::frowns as she notes an electronic bug on the otherside of the amulet. unsure of what it is however. holds it out towards her:: What is this attached to this rune amulet?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::blinks:: I . . . I don’t know.
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> ::drops it and steps on it to destroy it:: Liar!  Who taught you this kind of magic?  Who gave you this amulet with that object?
<Pastmaster> ::while Swytch deals with LS, he walks over calmly and takes hold of some of LS’s hair. pulls out a few strands roughly then goes to the caldron and drops the hair in it::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::flinches:: I swear, I don’t know! McGrath gave me the amulet, and said to find the pix-Ow! ::as her hair’s pulled out:: What was that for?
<McGrath> <Door> :: can be heard being knocked on from the other side ::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> ::scowls now:: <Jason…> ::turns towards the door:: <Pastmaster> ::mrrrs:: I thought you said she was not followed, Swytch.  <Swytch> ::glares at him. grabs up a dagger, standing next to Storm:: Who is there?!
<StormcrowSelkirk> I told you, *I don’t know*! I just came here looking for the pixies.
<McGrath> <Voice> Forest Service.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::er, cut her last line::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::mun is falling out of it::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Be SILENT. ::hisses at her, then to the door:: Begone from here!
<Pastmaster> ::quickly bottles some of the contents of the caldron now after the liquid turns a golden yellow::
<McGrath> <Voice> You’re on public land and you don’t have a permit.
<Pastmaster> Permit…? <Swytch>::shrugs:: The paperwork must be lost in the mail, now BEGONE!
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::decides to take a chance, breathes in, then screams:: Call the MBI!!!
<Pastmaster> <Swytch>::rar, backhands Storm inna face for that little outburst lol:: <Pastmaster>::do I have to do everything around here?  goes to the door, raising watch up preparing a blast as he opens it::
<McGrath> :: as the door opens, can be seen swinging down from the doorjam top and into the room, feet-first into the face of whoever opened the door ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is backhanded and hisses, but screams again:: Get out of here!! RUN!!!
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::her line before McGrath’s::
<Pastmaster> Gah!! ::booted to the face! flung backwards into the room:: <Swytch>::raises dagger, threatening to stabby Storm inna heart!:: Halt! Or the witchling dies, Jason…
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::eyes wide in fear as the dagger is aimed::
<Pastmaster> ((<McGrath>::sails over the short Pastmaster and lands in the cauldron::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<McGrath> :: lands on his feet, pausing upon seeing that :: You’re ruining it, you know.
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> No, you are the one ruining things for me! <Pastmaster>::gets up and growls, fires a blast from his watch towards McGrath::
<McGrath> :: is hit with the blast and sent across the room ::
<Pastmaster> Annoying pest!  Even weakened I still have more than enough to finish you for your interruption!
<StormcrowSelkirk> McGrath! ::grits her teeth, starts trying to conjure fire in spite of her hands being trapped in the water. If nothing else, hopes she might be able to weaken the bucket somehow if the water gets hot enough::
<Pastmaster> <bucket water>::boils inside lol steam seeping through the cracks::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::sees that, and concentrates harder, trying to make the water keep boiling away to steam. Hands are mostly shielded from the heat due to being the source of it, but fur on them is being broiled::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Stop that! ::grabs Storm by her shirt collar and shakes her:: <Pastmaster>::standing over McGrath, readies another larger blast::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is shaken, but does not stop. Tries to swing the bucket and bash Swytch!::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Oof! ::whacked and falls over:: <Pastmaster>::if not stopped, will send a magic blast at McGrath while he’s down, huzzah!::
<McGrath> :: from on the ground, kicks up at the watch hand so the blast goes into the ceiling ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::now tries to whack the bucket against the wall, hoping to break it to get the water out faster. Painful on the wrists, this is::
<Pastmaster> Gah! My watch!  <ceiling> ::hole blasted straight up through it lol but doesn’t cause a cave in or anything.:: <Pasty> ::rushes past McGrath to try and get his watch:: <Swytch> ::getting up, growls:: <bucket>::crack a few pieces smash offa it, the hot water splashes against the wall and on the floor:: <Swytch>::gets the bottle containing Tansy. begins chanting a spell::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch>::draining magic from the lil’ pixie to power it::
<StormcrowSelkirk> Let go of her! ::tries to fire fire at Swytch through the broken bucket, probably doesn’t work well::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch>::finishes her spell at the same moment, pointing a finger towards Stormcrow:: <spell> ::meant to flatten Storm against the wall:: <Swytch> ::ack! leaps aside to avoid that awkward fireblast::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::what is bucket made of?::
<Pastmaster> <bucket>::wood XD::
<Pastmaster> <wood>::which is now moist::
<Pastmaster> ::if manages, gets the watch and opens up a portal::
<McGrath> :: still recovering, but gets up as the portal is opening ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::swings her arms to the side as she’s slammed against the wall, trying to whack the further-damaged bucket against the wall again::
<Pastmaster> I’ve had enough of this foolishness!  ::goes through said portal:: <Swytch> ::grins at Storm then notes Pasty and gasps:: Hey wait!! We can defeat them! <portal>::closes:: <Swytch> ::grrowls, gritting teeth, clenching fists, breaking the top of Tansy’s bottle, which sends the pixie and bottom part to the floor:: You coward…
<Pastmaster> <bucket> ::breaks enough to free one of Storm’s hands from it, half of it still on her other hand attached to the ‘lid’ lock::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::wrists really hurt now, but raises her free hand and fires at Swytch again::
<McGrath> :: as the Pastmaster leaves :: Your backup’s gone. Time to call it quits.
<Pastmaster> ::hurk moves back to avoid that blast, hisses at McGrath:: I refuse!! I refuse to die again!!
<Pastmaster> <SWYTCH>^
* Pastmaster is now known as Swytch
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::wants very much to fetch Tansy, but is still chained by her neck to the wall::
<McGrath> You don’t have to worry about that for a long time :: takes out pistol and aims it at her :: Unless you really want to worry about it now.
<Swytch> ::tears welling up, angry expression on her face. rar throws the jagged piece from the top of the bottle at McGrath lol more of a fit of anger than knowing it’ll actually hit or harm him::
<Swytch> <LS’s chaincollar>::has about two feet of leeway, though not enough to get to where Tansy lies::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::not a whole lot she can do on that length, and metal conducts heat too well for her to try to melt the chain::
<McGrath> :: is hit by the glass to no apparent effect :: There’s the door :: gesturing to the exit :: We’ll talk about this later.
<Swytch> ::backing up towards the door, surprised but not passing up this chance.  exits quickly and hurries up the stairs to escape::
<McGrath> :: puts the pistol back in his shoulder-holster, and turns to LS :: You okay?
<StormcrowSelkirk> I’ve been better. ::moves her wrists gingerly, winces:: You?
<McGrath> :: takes out crowbar and breaks whatever’s keeping her attached to the wall ::
<Swytch> <chain>::was on a simple ring onna metal plate to the wall. broken and drops, hanging from her neck lol as it doesn’t quite reach the floor since she’s taller than two feet::
<StormcrowSelkirk> Thanks. ::rubs her collared neck as best she can with her hurting wrist, hurries over to Tansy::
<McGrath> I’ll see about getting this area set up as a crime scene. :: looks over towards them :: They all right?
<Swytch> <Tansy>::still asleep on the floor. is her small 9″ size. looks pale… or well as much as a white furred pixiekat can. blue streaks in her hair and tailtip nearly as white as her fur. her sister presumably in the same shape in her corked bottle still on the table::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::doesn’t have a pocket big enough, so looks for something to carry her in. And still has most of the bucket on her other hand::
<StormcrowSelkirk> I don’t know. Tansy’s alive, but she doesn’t look good.
<Swytch> <empty sacks> :;can be found on a shelf::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::takes one of those, folds it over the crook of her arm like a cradle, and lays Tansy in there. Goes to check on Assana::
<Swytch> <Tansy>::is put there, staying asleep:: <Assana>::in the corked bottle asleep as well and just as paled as her sister::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::uncorks the bottle and tries to “pour” Assana to join her sister::
<Swytch> <Assana> ::lol slides on out, feet first and lands on her sister, rolled over on her side next to her now in Storm’s arm::
<Swytch> ((<Storm>::shakes bottle, then pounds on the bottom of it like ketchup:: C’mon outta there…))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::put them in the crook of the arm that has the bucket attached, so has one hand free::
<Swytch> <pixies>::can be taken to the MBI if that’s where Stormcrow wishes to take ‘em::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::does indeed! Also wants to call the locksmith and the doctor, but first the pixies must be seen to::
<Swytch>  RPG PAUSE!