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 Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 7:37 pm
Myles groans and tries to sit up. The superficial wounds have sealed, but the bruises remain. "Such ruthlessness, Daniel? I'm sure the doctor and I would be happy to assist in cleaning up the hold at a simple request, no need to threaten us with expulsion. The pirates must have done something rash in there to get you in such a state, it seems they did a number on me."
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 11:39 pm
Daniel raises an eyebrow at this, he had suspected this might be the case. "actually Myles, i was not speaking of the Doctor, and pirates did not do anything in the hanger, most of your injuries came from nysth."
Daniel tilted his had to one side, "don't you remember anything that happened? you played with most of the machinery in the ship and built some monstrosity in the hold from the junk. well not you per say, but your other half, Ms Bruno caused this mess"
Myles didn't seem to be all that damaged from his forced kiss with the wall. perhaps Silvia's revenge would be sufficient punishment for his bezerker gunner. he would have to get the clanks to work on the hold now, as it seemed that while Bruno and million shared one body, they had very different personalities and traits. it seemed Myles didn't even know he had a split personalty.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:37 am
Abigail crossed her arms, placing her chin in a palm, and listened to the conversation.
"Mr. Million, perhaps you could enlighten us. What exactly is the last thing you recall prior to... waking up?"
The situation by no means made sense to her, how two different people could occupy a single body and have no bond or relation to the other. However, it was hardly something she'd never heard of before. In her studies she'd come across Two-Spirit, the Hijira, and other examples of intersex but nothing that had been so clean cut as this. While male and female were present in those cases, sexual dimorphism was never so... well... different. There had been reports of a man who had explored multiple personality disorder and supposedly had succeeded in splitting the dark and light of humanity. These were of course rumors as none had been able to find the good doctor's notes to either confirm or deny the story and whispers of a monstrous deviant followed closely behind the case. But even that made Abigail wonder how on earth a woman was hiding in Myles's body. Or could it be vice versa?
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 9:54 am
Myles' face falls a bit. "The last thing I remember clearly was defending myself from pirates and getting knocked out. Then I recall dreaming nightmare images of destroying a pirate, crawling through crowded spaces, and attacking you, Daniel. But now what you say gives me no more doubt. My exposure to the Jekyll serum must have indeed affected me."
He lies back down and closes his eyes. "You see, I did have an ulterior motive for seeking out the Anachronism. There was... a friend of my family. I always knew him as an uncle. He was obsessed with the Jekyll incident in London. You may have heard of it. An upstanding physician and his criminal benefactor were revealed to be one and the same. In particular he focused on one single aspect of the reports. That this despicable creature, one Hyde by name, actually seemed to be physically younger than Jekyll, led him to believe it might have exploitable applications, should it be refined. Jekyll's undoing was that his original formula included a sample of a mineral that by chance was tainted, and he could not procure again. The unknown impurity was what made his elixir effective. My "uncle" had sought out shipping records from the time and managed to find a sample of the tainted mineral. He isolated the unknown ingredient, but without Jekyll's notes it was useless. But he told me of a bookshop on the Anachronism where the journal might have ended up. I found it, did a little experimenting, and later was accidentally exposed to to the refined compound and my own custom fuel additive at the same time. That must have created this Ms. Sylvian Bruno."
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 4:21 pm
"So you've been introduced then?" Abigail raised a brow. "Off seeking an antidote now? It seems your friend is very adamant about keeping around and would justifiably be pissed were such the case."
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 4:47 pm
"Introduced? No, all I know about the woman is what Daniel had told me. And I doubt I could formulate an antidote. From what little I can remember, she's got to be a true genius. I would not doubt that she's already refined the formula far beyond my capabilities."
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 9:42 am
"Indeed, I have only encountered one spark before, and Sylvian was just as crazy. i dont think She would allow you to get a hold of an antidote if you could make one, she seems to be able to take over almost at will."
"rest up Myles, if there is anything you need, the both of you, i will be happy glad to help. Now i need to get things set up with the station master so we can get underway to cog island."
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Daniel heads back up to deck, things were proceeding nicely. the clanks had most of the damage cleaned up. He noticed people were standing around the docks, watching the Khaos. Daniel extended the gangplank and heads through the crowd to the station master to inform him that they were taking passengers.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 9:53 pm
Needless to say, he had to admit the make shift wood board with a quick attachment of a flight motor with propeller and a large parachute got him pretty far away form the black market slave ship he was on. Though he wished that the damn motor DIDN'T give out a good couple hundred feet in the air and now rapidly descending at breakneck speeds. His poor dog whimpering as he claws up his chest in panic from being tuck tightly in his jacket. Everything was looking bleak for them, all because of the stupid Map that was tattooed all over his body and the damn orb that is suppose to read it, and the fact that he knew the legendary airship mechanics of the St. Eligius Church, it made the situation for him even worse. But even worse was that the ground was rapidly approaching until he saw something that damn near made him get on his knees and pray to the heavens above for he saw a large island airship about 40 feet from his lower left if he could angle his makeshift ship just right, he could land on the docks with little damage as possible.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 8:46 am
Abigail shifted a bit and glanced at Myles. He didn't seem to have many of Ms Bruno's wounds which was good but the knock to the head was still a worry.
"Mr. Million, how do you feel? Your counterpart suffered a rather nasty blow to the head earlier and if you feel dizzy or anything of the sort, I'd like to get a real doctor here to check on it." She recalled Ms. Bruno's starch opposition to leaving the ship to see guild medics but it wouldn't be hard to get a doctor to come to them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 11:46 am
He was ecstatic that everything so far was going to plan, he was half way there and if every went perfectly, he would be able to land on the Dock with little harm to him self and others. But alas, Lady Luck was always a cruel mistress to him and sent a gust of wing that sent him off course by a few ten feet. That critical ten feet was hurling him strait towards an airship engine.
oh shi-
CRASH-!
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 3:07 pm
"Well, the bruises ache as expected, but I don't feel dizzy. Just exhausted. It seems like the transformation is a bit strenuous."
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 3:25 pm
He luck, even as horrible it is, manged to keep him from the engine, but clipped his parachute, sending him flying strait into the dock hard, making his body hurl across the surface of the dock like a human skipping stone. When he finally stopped, facing up towards the sky on his back and did the self body check up. first he wiggled his big toe on both feet, then all of his toes and went from there.
"Jesus...."
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 6:21 pm
"I can only imagine. If you want to lay down here by all means, feel free to take over one of the beds. Then again I'm sure relaxing in your own quarters would be more favorable. Whichever you like." Abigail glanced around the mess of a room and groaned inwardly.
The place was still in utter chaos and every visit seemed to make matters worse. Lazy as it sounded, she was really hoping that some of the clanks were sane enough to come clean. On her own she doubted she'd be able to get it all up and running again in one day.
"Mr. Million, would it trouble you terribly if once you were settled I went to see the captain? I don't want to leave until I know you're resting comfortably."
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:02 pm
He unzips his jacket and looks to make sure his pet is okay, grimacing at the amount blood from the scratches on his chest. He sighs with relief that his dog was alright and the important artifact that attached to his collar was still there as he tries to sit up.
"oww....." he flinches a little bit, shakily standing up. "Wow, boy you look like you could use a bath." he glances at him self, sighing again. "I guess i could use one too while I'm at it." He stumbles along the dock, tripping over a loose board and falls, knocking him self out in front of the airship Khaos.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:07 pm
"I haven't actually selected quarters. I wasn't intending to, but my counterpart may decide to. At any rate, I'm comfortable enough here."
He gets up and moves carefully to a cot. "I'll be fine here, don't worry about me."
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