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 Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 10:06 pm
Jacob had got his initial direction when he had started running, but after he started, he kept his head down, which caused for a somewhat painful hit on the head from running into the Lamborghini. Obviously Keilven couldn't get over the taste in color.
"Keys!" Jacob yelled while trying to open the car doors to no avail.
"Agnese, do you have the keys?" He continued as the door suddenly popped open on him, knocking him backwards onto the ground.
Without thinking anything about it, Jacob jumped into the back seat, motioning to the others to hurry up.
((Venom, I don't think I mentioned it to you, but I plan on having Jacob and Keilven fight over possession of the body while Jacob is sane. In the incident where they switched just now was to have Jacob get introduced.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 10:17 pm
Paul answered, listened, then nodded to himself. "Yeah, sure, but... we'd need to either leave Sam in the car with Joe or take him with us or something. Obviously we can't go together alone or else something's gonna happen." The flicker passed by Paul; he wasn't paying enough attention. Someone else was, though.
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Several miles away, Fyrin went stiff. "S**t" he swore, slamming on the brakes of the car and jumping out as soon as it stopped. He wasn't running, though; he stood, turning slowly, as though looking for something. "I see... a shadow..." he murmured to himself. There were plenty of shadows to see, though.
((I presume that's what you mean?))
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 10:32 pm
((Evidently, Siber actually isn't capable of strikethroughs because of code problems. D: Ohnoez!
Kkid, that'll work just fine.
Actually, Paul... well, you'll see. That was one of the things.))
Renard glanced at Fyrin. "Do you have some sort of amazing enemy you have neglected to warn me of?"
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Another shadow flickered, this time on the right. No, the left. No, the right.
No, the... neither? Both? Siber realized where he'd felt this confusion at his own senses before - when he'd attempted to witness a three-dimensional visualization of Alan's four-dimensional construct. It passed by in a moment, but... wait. The shadows all around him seemed to ripple briefly. His eyes momentarily refused to focus on much of anything. When he regained management of his perceptions again, whatever had happened was gone.
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Joe's vision briefly flashed with a hideous, monstrous... something... for a moment. Before he could even be sure he had seen it, it was gone, the memory unformed as he grasped at the image.
((Yeah, appendix has full list of Council Members for your convenience as well as Siber's chakra writeup from way back. Any other information that anyone wants added, just ask in the thread or PM me and I'll get it in within a couple of days.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 10:43 pm
((Oh-noes, indeed! That's what I get for assuming and then not double-checking my posts... ninja EDITEDFTW ninja ))
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 12:12 am
"Ai con Dios!" Agnese yelled as she slid into her uncles car. "Buckle up kid, we need to make a pick up."
She didn't wait for him to do so after speaking, instead, stomping on the gas she whipped the car over to Takeshi, passenger side to his back. She lay on the car horn to hurry him up, even if it wasn't likely to help.
"You think we have enough time to make a pit stop?" Agnese asked the creepy warlock behind her. "I hate sparkles..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 5:33 am
Fyrin sighed. "It's Sabre. I wouldn't be worried at all... but at a time like this he could really slow us down. As much as the sage." This hadn't actually helped at all, and Fyrin paused, realizing this. "Okay, yes, I do have an opposition I neglected to mention. I thought I ditched him coming here, though; haven't actually seen him that close in months. Stayed outside of the county, following my tracks. Looks like he's closed in. Either he'll come in fast and hit or he'll wait 'till we forget about him.
"But that's not helpful again. He's a Necromantic Shadow. A soul who escaped me. And he's not happy. I can't tell, but there might have even been another. You'll want to watch yourself. If they think you're helping me in any way, shape, or form, they'll try to kill you too, and soul attacks are wickedly hard to block from those guys. You'll have to hit them before they can make contact with you or it's pretty much over. You can recognize them by a very, very high-pitched screaming, black forms rising from the ground with shiny eyes and big smiles, or chanting. Sabre likes to talk. A lot. Oh, and he might start leaving dead stuff at our doorstep if we stay here too long. He likes to do that too." Fyrin's head was still swiveling, looking left to right over the city. "Ah, I lost him... He's still somewhere. Keep your eyes open, everyone. Anything unnatural happens in the shadows, I want to know about it." Getting back into the car, he set off again. He didn't seem nervous; just a little worried.
((Paul is waiting on Siber to respond to his phone call.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 5:58 am
((Right, right, sorry; I delayed because there were some details you just recently disclosed, whose nature I knew not from whom to get.))
"Oh, good Lord," Siber moaned as the dimensional-slip nostalgia fluttered around him. "Paul, you're absolutely right, I completely forgot about our little pairing situation. Also, I don't really know what's going on with my sensory input right now, so I will t-t-y-l until I can figure it out." He hung up and started contacting dæmons, preparing to fight if necessary.
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 10:09 am
Paul raised an eyebrow. "What does that mean-" he started, but Siber hung up. "Gee. 'What's going on with my sensory input right now'. What a great question to hear." Subsequently, he braked; whatever was bothering Siber might be bothering Joe, and Paul did not want to tailgate someone who wasn't functioning correctly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 4:00 pm
Joe jerked the wheel when the image appeared in front of his eyes. "What the ********-" He hesitated, his brow furrowing. "What...hold on. Something just..." He shook his head, glancing surreptitiously to either side. "What's going on?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 4:04 pm
"Uhm, well let me ask Keilven..." Jacob said uncertainly.
>I would, if I could remember... Its been a while since I've used my powers, but I might be able to put a shadow around us...<
Jacob mentally replied.
"I might have something, let me see if I can get it figured out first though...give me a few minutes." Jacob said to Agnese.
((Would this work? I think I'm supposed to have someone "teach" me the magic stuff, but I'm not exactly clear on that point.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 4:38 pm
Paul rolled his eyes. Just as he had suspected; he braked a little more, then called Siber's phone again. "Hey Siber, could you make sure Joe focuses on driving?" he asked as soon as Siber picked up. "I'm getting... concerned," he finished, hanging back at least four carlengths. He was getting very suspicious of this affair and felt it necessary to give everyone involved pleeeenty of distance.
((Huh. Well, I dunno... what disciplines does Jacob/Keilvan have?
Ooh, and that made me think - Paul, being partially Shadow, might be able to do a Chameleonic. Has he learned enough for that?))
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 5:18 pm
Siber gripped the door handle, ready to throw himself out if need be.
"Christ, Joe! Do not make me put you on hold again; do you want me to drive? Yes, I imagine whatever you saw was disturbing, but their are more effective ways than death to put an end to delusions."
Fingering the paralyzing fluid he had made earlier, he picked up his phone. "Paul? I'll pass the message along; are you feeling any of this sort of... hallucinatory jazz? If I hang up suddenly, it's because it's happening again."
Turning to Joe, he said, "I want you to look at how far behind us Paul is and reconsider your evasion strategies based on his level of trust." With the streets already in the grips of psychologically disturbed drivers from the changeovers into Crossover, a Ghoster running around God-knew-where ((and knows, I guess)), and dæmons/crazies somewhere, Siber made sure the point was driven home that no more danger elements were to be added into the equation.
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 5:28 pm
Joe nodded, his jaw set, as he ran the back of his hand over his eyes. "Yeah. Yeah, OK. I got this." He was acting nervous and jumpy, completely out of character for him. He took a deep breath and nodded again.
"All right. Then let's get the ******** out of Dodge."
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 5:30 pm
Paul cast a wry glance about. "Nope. Nothing. Well, beyond the fact that most of my life is probably a hallucination, nothing. Nothing whatsoever." In seriousness, Paul was getting slightly worried. What exactly was this, and if it had affected Joe and Siber, could it (or would it) affect him?
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 5:42 pm
"What?!" Agnese yelled. "You are not casting anything on my uncles car! last time i tried...don't want to go there! Takeshi! get your a** in the car!"
She honked the horn a few times.
<(You know, making noise will just make us the target, and we're trying to get away from being targets!)>
(>Yes I know<)
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