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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 11:44 am

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Regular-sized goggles, the type Nai was dealing with before at the CAZ, were too small for her to bother with. To fit everything she wanted into them, she would need to handle parts far too delicate for her to care enough about, particularly when another, just as good option was available. What she currently worked on building the frame of now was still goggles, but they were very large, almost enough to be considered half masks. All they were lacking to be considered such was a portion to cover the nose. The design was simple and streamlined, the monitor spanned across the eyes and far enough to the sides that, with the curve calculated, it didn't do a thing to block the wearer's peripheral vision. The same could be said of the top and bottom of the monitor. There wasn't much of a frame either, and the color was the ever-useful black. Of course, at this very beginning process, the final shape of the goggles had yet to pop out. It was very much still in pieces, Nai having only inserted a computerized version of the Zoom Scope. She planned to first insert all the little widgets before finishing up the goggles. No reason to take it apart and put it back together repeatedly.

It was as she picked up the components of the Night Vision scanner that Qaar began talking. As he rambled away, Nai fiddled with the small components to get a feel of how they would go together in her new HUD display. She briefly tested the parts to make sure they all fit then carefully inserted them into their proper place in the goggles one by one. As Qaar finished, Nai was putting the finishing touches to the Night Vision scanner. She wasn't, admittedly, too sure one what everything did, but she understood enough that one of those things changed the wave frequency received by the goggles, the other carried power to the device, and etc. Whatever, it didn't matter to her as long as it worked. Still without responding to the Feral, the girl finished the newest addition and set to testing it out immediately. The dim light in the crypts was enough for her to check that everything was working fine. Loosely holding the HUD up to eye level, Nai flicked on the Night Vision and setting and watched the wall in front of her turn brighter. Good enough for her. [1/1]

Satisfied with the night vision on her HUD, Nai quietly fingered a few other pieces, musing quietly to herself if adding a Projector to the HUD was really worth the effort. She still was quite sure when she set down the parts for the Projector and picked up the parts for two ammunition holds. This, she definitely knew she wanted to use.

The first step for Nai's take on the ammunition hold add-on was to strip the reloading mechanism for her tonfa guns off her torso and set them in front of her. This was where she determined she'd need an ammunition hold the most. However, attaching a separate hold to each reloading mechanism was a bit overkill. Instead, Nai split the contents of one ammution hold between the two. It resulted in two half-size holds that counted as one. That left Nai with just enough room on her body for one more ammunition hold. However, she opted against the idea after seeing how much space the reloading mechanism of the tonfa guns now took after the up-grade. She didn't want anymore to slow her down. Maybe after getting rid of her rifle or shotgun she'd reconsider. [1/1]

By this point, it should have been obvious that Nai had no desire to unnecessarily answer Qaar's questions. Just as she had no reason to know his name, he had no reason to know hers. Especially since he was giving nothing in exchange. Plus, just what would he do with the knowledge of why she gave him the books? The answer to a question like that required too much though to shorten into its shortest form to be worth answering.

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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 6:22 am

xxxxQaar D. Ackerman
xxxFeral • Biochemist • Nocturne
xxxxxTrainee • 6 Strength • 5 Speed
xxxxxxx525 Energy Pool

xxx"Please, call me Qaardiack!"

"I'll take your silence meaning that you couldn't care less if we knew each others name. I guess that's fine. I'm going to leave now and I do hope that we don't have to fun into each other much anymore." Qaar stood up and gathered all of the materials that the young female had given him. He made his way up the long staircase and out of the crypts. He would take these materials to a place where he would better be able to train. An open area would probably be better for him than inside those crypts.

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Nai stood still for a few more minutes after Qaar left, going quietly through some decisions. In the end, she decided to silently pack up and leave herself.

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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 12:52 pm

xxxxxxx everybody bends to fill a need .

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Walking from one street to the next, the rain came straight down as the heavens turned darker than wet slate. The Gods roared, thundering in rage or rapture, whatever the case, Dani was soaked to the bone. "Sure Alistair, let me get right on that. Five corpses, just like that! Ha! Frakkin' pompous," she grumbled. Water pooled in each footprint, the mud growing thick enough to come up to her ankles and clung frustratingly.

It took some time but she finally came apon the cemetery, down below lay the crypt. Far off she noticed a dull orange haze from a lantern, most likely the gravedigger but in this weather? Well, who was she to judge?

The opening gaped, shrouded in complete darkness, waiting to engulf her wholly. Dani descended the steps with feral grace, minus the sloshing of mud and water in her wake. Each inch deeper smelled wonderful, chemicals and stale, brittle death. Standing under great pillars of the archway, stillness wrapped its arms around her. A rosy cheek pressed against the cold stonework, cooling the feverish flesh. Echoes in empty rooms. Decaying. Tendrils traced the intricate designs of coffins, some exquisitely crafted, and others were mundane pine boxes. This task was not going to be easy in any form. Men, usually a handful carry these coffins and she was expected to do it on her own. "He is such a jackass."

The first was furthest from the door, it was a cherry-stained box with standard nails sealing it. She gripped the bottom and gradually eased it to the floor. Four solitary straps protruded from the sides. No chain or rope in sight, the only thing she could think to use was her belt and hopefully it would hold. So she made each loop and buckled it, turning it ever so slightly to maneuver her body inside of the binding. Arms were bent and locked in, fists clenching worked leather as the straps on the coffin tighten and pulled as the coffin hoisted onto her back.

Now came the challenge of stairs.

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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 12:34 am

xxxxxxx everybody bends to fill a need .

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everybody's born with their own curse

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx AND x I'M x NOTxALONE x

At the top, the coffin sat horizontal with the ground. She had already disconnected her belt from it. Dani raised her arms high above the crown of scarlet locks, stretching out tense muscles and groaning. One down and four left.

Back down into the darkness, pending deliverance into the great crypt again. Only the sound of a growling stomach kept her company, she at least needed to get them all to the crypt's aperture before finding food to replenish some strength. Sooner rather than later.

The next one she looked at was just a skeleton wrapped in fine gauze, dust and other debris had settled finely on the top layer. That would one be suitable for last. She continued walking around the great chamber, tracking dirt everywhere. Finally she chose a painted coffin, it was a royal navy blue with golden filigree swirling and intertwined over the top. Beautiful. Her tendrils brushing away cobwebs to take the craftsmanship in. This is the one, second that is. She mimicked herself from the first, swinging just one end down and looping the belt through the straps so she could climb the goddamn stairs. All of it was exactly the same, the only difference was her slowing down and the water drops mixed with sweat.

Once reaching air, she eased the box down on top of the other, catching a corner of the plain pine and scratching her leg. There would most likely be a red line there later, if not already. Luckily the leather was there or else it could have produced blood, or worse, infection. [2/5]

Back down the rabbit hole, the agendum always the same. Descent, selection, procuring, ascent, and then the final stage of drop off. This happened two more times before she needed a break. If she didn't take one, exhaustion would settle in. [3/5, 4/5]

Sitting on the perfectly smooth flooring, she pressed her back against the makeshift plateau that held up a preserved casket. It likely paid homage to a great being, well respect and highly praised by the towns people. It remained untainted by age, but clearly was old.. Most of the dead in here were. Her feet pushed forward, leg crossing leg as she relaxed. It had been hours now, her hunger grew intense. Nothing here would be a solution to that problem, unless she wanted to eat some death moths and sitting spiders. She was too tired to move. Her head titled back, and eye shut. When the Sandman came, for he did come, it was swift..her body willing to glide among the dunes of sleep.

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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 1:28 am

xxxxxxx everybody bends to fill a need .

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everybody's born with their own curse

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx AND x I'M x NOTxALONE x

┌ Great fields of golden shoots wavered in the wind as Dani laid in their comfort, the sun's warm rays gracing her face with fall heat. Her vermilion tresses arranged around her head, flowers laced in and out of it. A dancing monarch butterfly ebb and flowed directly to her bare knee. Its wings opened and closed, repeating before it flew off again.

[her mother screams, blood wrenching and frightful]

The ten years old sprung to her feet, searching for the sign of trouble. Nothing. She didn't know to run in or away from here. "Mommy?" Nothing. Any symphony of critters ceased, the air full of fear and silence. Her heart pounded in her throat and ears, "Mommy?!" Again, nothing. "MOMMY!" The woman was all she had and ever knew of. Everywhere they went, they were cast out. Most likely left to rot because the people hated them, feared, pitied, they were possessed by demons even. Dani had no idea what they thought, she could only understand that no one ever played with her. All her friends were bugs, animals, some of which she made into unique beings. Forming the dead together to make something completely new! It was fun and they always remained with her. Now though, she ran. Her little feet thudding against soft soil, her hands dividing the grain. "Mommy! I'm coming!"

In she ran, they had made a tiny hut for the two of them. It was quaint, at least they had a roof over their heads and food in their bellies. Dani froze in the door way, her mother lay on the floor that was covered in strange symbols. Suddenly her mother sat up, it was eerie, her spine arching back before snapping forward and her curly mess of auburn hair covered her soft features. "...Mom-..." Her mother moved, first her hand twitched then the whole arm launched her forward, falling over to the ground, face first. The little girl said nothing, only stared in both awe and horror.

"D-d-dan-ielleeee~" Her name came from her mother but it was not her voice. Something much darker and deeper in tone. "Co-Comuum hue-here. C-Co-ome too-o Mom-mommy, dear-issss-sst." Long nails clawed at the packed dirt, one even broke off at the source and tar oozed from its place. "Mommy? What is wrong?" Her eye growing watery, and bottom lip trembled. She wanted to turn and run away, far from here but she couldn't. Instead, Dani quietly grabbed up a poker, her mother had procured it for their nightly fires. "I'm scared-"
"Nu-oohh, dooo-ew not beee-eee. Co-come her-eearrr cha-cha-ild!"

"No!" She chirped when the corpse of her mother launched from the ground, heading directly towards her. Dani had no time to think, she remained in place, poker pointed at her only loved one. "NO!" The being landed directly on top of her as she landed on her back, her only defense protruding from her mothers chest. Rich ink soaked her yellow dress, spewing and puddling forth. Whatever was possessing her mother opened her mouth, stretching it until the jaw cracked, continually enlarging it until it was a gaping, empty abyss. Dani screamed in terror, her blind eye opening wide as the scarred flesh burned as if acid was splashed upon it. "MOMMY-" Bubbles of ectoplasm rushed from the dying husk and went in through Dani's tear duct in her impaired eye. The pain, she couldn't take it- ┘

She gasped and clutched the right side of her face. Tears streamed down both cheeks as she shook. Tiredness ached in muscles and bones alike, she was still damp and cold, but at last, the young woman rose. Dry your eyes. Dirty hands wiped away any falling liquid, replacing them with messy smears. It was time to finish her task and go back to that goddamn p***k. She wanted to stick his head in a bucket and kick it down the road. Deep down; however, the necromancer knew he was pushing her and for a good reason if she wished to further herself. This was just sucky though.

Carefully her hands slithered under the corpse, its skin had turned to leather over the brittle bones, almost mummified. It smelled like an old book, stale and almost moldy. All of her movements were painstakingly slowed, gradually making her way over to and up the tunnel to the outside.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 4:36 am

xxxxxxx You, you are my faithful enemy .

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And I, I am the misery you crave

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx YOU x KNOW x HOWx THIS x WILLxEND x

All of the coffins and corpse were above ground now, she stood staring out at the downpour. A scowl on the pale face, everything was hazy and dark except for a lantern far off. It had not moved since she first came. Dani looked down at her collection before deciding to head out in the rain, making her way over to the orange glow.

It was a fresh burial, the dirt mound still raised. The gravedigger was no where in sight, probably headed inside and out of this friggin' storm. She couldn't say she blamed him. Turning the knob to the right, the light was snuffed out. That was when she noticed the cart that the lantern sat on. Its handle was buried in mud and the weight of wood pushed the two wheels down. It could work, though, she would look rather suspicious traveling with a cart of coffins. Still, it was better than taking them one by one to the training center. She'd bring it back of course.

Everything is easier said than done. Pulling the cart over to the crypt's opening made her even dirtier, her legs and boots slick with sludge and mud. She felt disgusting but natural at the same time. One at a time she eased into the pull-push wagon, there was just enough room for the coffins to go in side by side and then one on top of the other. She saved the corpse for last, placing it on top and then her leather jacket on top it. Dani didn't want the storm to ruin it anymore than was necessary. This left the wind and cold to pounded against her flesh, a white tank had been a poor choice but nothing she could do about that now. Her hands lifted up the carts brace, it connected to two pieces of wood and those were nailed to the sides. There was room for her to move but it was heavy, boots sunk in the mud, sliding back as she ushered it forward. When it finally budged, she had recited several swear words in multiple languages. The necromancer made it out of the cemetery and traveled back to Alistair. She'd come back though, not only to give back what she borrowed but to also check out the crypt more.

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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 12:24 pm

xxxxxxx You, you are my faithful enemy .

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And I, I am the misery you crave

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Bumps and pot holes caused the cart to jolt in her hands, rubbing at the already raw and bloody flesh. She had made a promise to return it and so she did. The bumbling undead leisurely strolled, stopping at the opening to the crypt while she returned the gravedigger's funeral wagon to its previous location. Any remaining sweat from training was washed away, it was still pouring and it was her mission to clean the crypt. That wasn't hard at all but she wouldn't be able to it right now. Energy was needed, something she had only a little of.

Her boots squished and squeaked as the young woman descended the stairs, five minions in her wake. All of her body ached, battered and bruised, each movement sent painful pangs through out her form.

Dani eased the husks down, giving them a rest for now. She then removed the leather jacket, laying it on the burial stone in the center of the crypt. Her Doc Martens were also removed, no need to track more muck in to clean up even more. Bare feet silently moved, she was looking over the place and most of it was coffins and stone except for a door. Her ear pressed to it, not a single sound. Probably a private room, who knew? It was locked though. She was alone, it appeared so anyway.

The fitted pants were tossed on top of her jacket, she needed to dry off and this was as best as she could do. She hoisted herself up into an empty slot, the cool stone was nice against each purple patch of skin, relaxing even.

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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 12:56 pm

xxxxxxx You, you are my faithful enemy .

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And I, I am the misery you crave

)

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx YOU x KNOW x HOWx THIS x WILLxEND x

Ambiance sounds of rain fall and muffled thunder filtered to the fair being. It tempted her with sleep but her mind was still reeling. Synapses fired, memories played back to crystal twin moons and her skin flushed feverishly. Goosebumps prickled her milky complication along each arm and down her back. Groaning, she rolled over, her back to the crypt and forced this inner turmoil to a simmer. It was enough for her to close her eye, to concentrate on nothing but the black void of her mind. Sleep. Sleeeeeeepppp. SLEEP DAMN IT! A green ocular shot open, Dani looked back to the empty room...It is nothing. SLEEP! Again she settled herself, content in the fetal position as the red locks spilled out against dark stonework.

Eons passed but the sands of sleep weighed heavy on her eyelid, forcing her into a much needed slumber.

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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 2:02 am

xxxxxxx You, you are my faithful enemy .

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And I, I am the misery you crave

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx YOU x KNOW x HOWx THIS x WILLxEND x

Time was an odd thing to comprehend in the always dark nation, hours could slip like sand through the hourglass. Days bled into nights and nights devoured days, it was a vicious cycle. While she was born in Nocturne, she has lived much of her life wandering. There was no such thing as home, it was a foreign concept. You learn to eat what you can, take what you must, and live by the land. When Dani awoke from her dreamless sleep, she rolled over, peering at the dim room. Nothing had changed.

The fair maiden rose, bones cracked and muscle ached, her body bound in pain. Silent footfalls crossed the room, each one of her garments sheathing the gnarly purple bruises. The completion of garb was the black boots, tightened and laced just right. She wound the loose waves into a lumpy bun on top of her head, spiky ends peeking out randomly, it was better than the crazed bedhead-look anyway. Before she would start her 'mission', if that was what you could call it- perhaps, task was a better fit. Before starting her task, she causally examined the locked door, looking it over some type of hidden lever or missing puzzle piece. Nothing of those sorts were found, it seemed only a skeleton key would work. The necromancer bent down, trying to peer into the tiny hole to no avail. She rose, inspecting it still before deciding to knock. Someone could be inside and did not want others to intrude. Not that she would expect a sudden rise in newcomers to gravitate to the crypts.

"Hallo?"

White knuckles rapped against the door, two repetitions, but there was no answer. A frown formed, there had to be some way to see inside. Use your element. The door frame was stone, finely chiseled rock, and that granted a solution. Dani pressed a sore palm to the masonry, it groaned and shifted, gradually sliding back towards her in a neat little rectangular box. Excitement and nervousness sped up her heart, she again leaned down, taking a peek into the room. Nothing! It was pitch black. She growled and shoved the block back into place, swearing as she moved back to the minions. [Rock Shield]

"Augmentum!"

Like puppets whose strings were pulled taunt, they popped up like spring daises.

Now, the issue at hand was to find a broom, maybe a couple if possible. The undead stood, awaiting her return as she hunted the large vault for a closet or cabinet that housed equipment like torches, fluid, and a broom.

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1 - Two brooms are found in nestled in a gap between two columns; however, no dust pan.

2 - Bad Luck. Nothing is found.

3 - One old broom is found, its handle is broken.

4 - Bad Luck. Nothing is found.

5 - Bad Luck. Nothing is found.

6 - To your amazement, a small handheld Shop-Vac is found. It is clearly battery powered and fully charged at that. This is the motherload of cleaning equipment, you lucky a**, you.

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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 2:48 am

xxxxxxx You, you are my faithful enemy .

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And I, I am the misery you crave

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"Well I'll be damned." Sure enough, two brooms were found. Their heads made of rough, long bristles. She could make do.

Dani traded their swords for the long handles, positioning their arms at just the right angle for a good, clean sweep. Standing back some, she ushered the other three behind of her, giving the two sweepers plenty of room. She needed to concentrate on their movements, the long flick of wrists to push the dirt off. Dani hopped up onto the center memorial, crossing her legs under one another and letting herself relax. Both of the husks mechanically maneuvered their arms, a start-stop hesitation as she channeled both of them at once. Gradually their movements smoothed some, arms jutting back and forth, moving the fine piles of debris toward the tunnel of stairs.

Over and over again, the meticulous clamor of swoosh-swoosh filled the room. Dust finely settled on cobwebs, she would be sure to get those to.

It became easy, almost effortless with each stroke.

[Skeletons in Your Closet: Cleaning the Crypts 1/5]

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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 7:05 am

xxxxxxx You, you are my faithful enemy .

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And I, I am the misery you crave

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She hopped down, being painfully reminded of her wounds, she stumbled but caught herself on a pillar. Once she was steady again, Dani moved to the pile of dirt at the stairs. It was a decent size but there would be plenty more to add. One of the undead ceased its mindless sweeping, turning and walking over to her, then right up the stairs with her in pursuit. As they reached the top, it began to chuck the bits of muck down the steps, descending only once one was completely free of any rubble. She was sure of this because each of them, she inspected herself. It made progress slow but she was meticulous.

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Until finally they both reached the bottom, and the pile was higher. Dani then commanded them to swirl the brooms in the air, first their arc was way too wide but it converged into a central circle. One-by-one, the webs were knocked away, entangled on the bristles. The spiders scurried off in other directions, and out of sight.

[Skeletons in Your Closet: Cleaning the Crypts 2/5]

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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 2:22 am

xxxxxxx You, you are my faithful enemy .

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And I, I am the misery you crave

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Any left over debris from the cleaning was gathered, she stood by the growing mound of dirt. It looked pretty good down there, as well as a crypt could look. Dani halted the workers, and her focused turned to the smut at her feet. Hands hovered over the peak, pulling it upward. It swirled like the cluster of cosmos they were in. At the center was a fist sized clod of dirt, each cycle of rotation caused it to gather more mass. Its spin growing faster until just a thin belt lethargically spun about its surface. Dani walked it up the tunnel, and flung it a distance away from the entry. She then ventured back down into the cool depths, tucking away her minions before someone noticed their stirring. Again she checked about the place, seeing that it was completely finished, which it was. A smile grew up the corners of her mouth, connecting cheeks.

Now her only matter at hand was the outer entry....

[Skeletons in Your Closet: Cleaning the Crypts 3/5]

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