[Darkness] [Adara Mires]
She freezes wen she sees the eyes. A cold sweat runs odwn her spine. Ok..this might be the place or she’s trying to convince herself too much that she knows what’s she’s doing. Either way, it bears investigation. And she feels liek she’s being watched, again. She definatly didn’t like the feeling.
It was day, there were people around so sneaking around was a bad idea. And she was alone, facing an unknown enemy. Goping right away was plain dumb. She bits her lower lip, watching hte basement window. What if time was running out?
Simon once warned her about jumping blindly into situations. This feltl ike one of those moments. She’s supposed to hook up with Rory later. Having a Fostern Ahroun watching her back sounded like a much better idea. She stays near the house until night fall. Until it’s time to seek out Rory. Then they can come back here.
Once it’s time,she finds herself inside the Church, looking for her lover.
[Darkness] It was daytime, and there were people – tours of the house, workers, so on and so forth. She was alone, and being watched. She takes the moment, and then decides that she’ll find Rory first.
Good plan.
When the time comes, she finds Rory buried elbow deep in the wires and whatnots of an old furnace, trying to figure out if it works. There’s a smudge of grease on the side of her nose, her chin, and smeared across her shirt and jeans…
but she smiles delightedly when she sees Adara – even if she ducks her head to hide it behind her curls….
[Adara Mires] She smiles back at Rory and moves to sit beside her “Hey hun. how are you doing?” She then grins and lean in to whisper softly ” Oh I love when you’re all dirty like that…makes me..tingly” She chuckles and winks at the Fianna.
” I need your help. You know the nightmare I had last night? And when a zoned out at breakfast? Well..something happened. I thought it was just a dream and that it was hard to shake it but I think it’s something more. It started when I was having a perfectly intense erotic dream about someone” She says looking directly into her eyes ” But things changed. I saw pale skin and dark eyes. I thought it was a dream about some fears I had about losing said person, which could have been. But in the restaurant, I saw everyone with pale skin and dark eyes. They spoke to me and I found a haunted museum that could be the place they told me about. I saw one of those faces in the basement window. I might be hallucinating but just in case, I want to check and didn’t want to go alone. I thought you’d be the best to watch my back, or ass…or both”
She grins slightly
[Darkness] The whisper makes her blush brighter, and she nudges Adara with her shoulder, before reaching for a rag and starting to clean off her hands. Her fingers look decidedly fragile looking, nails barely there and brittle, though Adara has seen their strength, felt them…
She then listens, and tips her head slightly, the blush heightening and spreading as she mentions an erotic dream, though it fades away as she listens to the rest.
She wants her to watch her back. ass. both. Rory nods, and reaches for her tool box to put everything away, and stand. “Ok.”
[Adara Mires] She gets up as well “Thanks, you’re the best. I’ll leave a note for Roman and Kora so they know where we are in case something goes really bad. I’ll text some of my friends to let them know too. If something can take both of us down then it’s something that needs to be dealt with.”
She wasn’t sure that something taking her down would be fearsome but something taking down the Ahroun fostern was definitely dangerous. She takes her phone out, sending texts to Gretel, Kristen, Marni, Mila, to let them know where she’s headed and if they receive no words in a few hours then assume the worst.
She write the same thing on a piece of paper for Roman and Kora
[Darkness] She nods, slightly. If she thinks it’s that bad, then there’s no way in hell Rory will let her go in alone. she scoots her tool box off to the side, and makes her way to her room to grab her boots and to change into her dedicated clothing – looks just like everything else, tattered and well worn t-shirt and jeans, boots scuffed comfortable. She has a light jacket too – but it’s to hot for it to be needed.
She does nothing else to prepare herself – she has no talens, she has only what she fights with every day; herself, her gifts, her mind. Most of the time it is enough. Hopefully that luck continues.
She returns to Adara’s side with a little grin, and tucks her hands into the pockets of her jeans, and nods for her to lead the way. “ready?”
[Adara Mires] She smiles. ” Yes I am. And to be honest, I have no idea what we’ll face. Might be a false alarm. But better be safe than sorry no?” She shrugs slightly, walking out with Rory “I hope I’m not hallucinating. It wouldn’t look good right?” She grins slightly, looking at Rory
” Will you still like me if I’m going crazy?” She asks in a playful tone, though she hopes she was still sane.
She leads Rory to the Glessner House. Darkness was coming and it was a much better time to sneak, scout and if needed enter illegally the place. “I saw the face in this window. I’m going closer to have a better look, then i think we should sidestep and enter from the Umbra once we have snooped from there a little. I prefer to take it slow and check things as much as possible then rush into a situation that might not be what it looks like”
Simon, for all his yapping, taught her that.
[Darkness] Rory would probably scoff at Simon teaching anyone anything, but that may be because she tends to tune him out completely after the first hundred words or so – and since he tosses that many out to just say hello… well. She rarely listens to the sept’s Wyrmfoe at all. She listens more to Lukas – and that’s not saying much at all, considering she holds no hope whatsoever in the Adren either. It isn’t that she hates them, it’s more that she does not trust them, and so she simply refuses to think about them at all. They may as well not exist when they are not in front of her.
Adara, however, exists. And exists beautifully. She grins that little shy grin, and nods – curls bouncing. “I’ll always yike lou.” Simple truth, there.
She quiets as they near the house, and nods that she udnerstnads the plan, her green eyes searching the walls, the windows, looking for whatever Adara saw, and following her lead. Slow sounds good, since they are not even sure its something real they are following. Hallucinations or reality, though, Rory is ready… and she follows Adara toward the window…
For all her bright curls, her pale skin, Rory is a sneaky beast, and moves near silently as they near the window… only her light touch on Adara’s back lets her know she’s there, watching, waiting…
[Adara Mires] She had chuckled when Rory said she’d always like her but she also smiled brightly. Simple answers like that made her one happy Garou. She reached to caress Rory’s cheek tenderly and replied ” Good, because I feel the same toward you”
And now she’s close to the window. She tries her best to be sneaky. She wasn’t that bad but she wasn’t the best, not yet. Carter promised her to teach her some sneaky moves and she knew that he would deliver. He helped her with guns after all. She enhance her senses again, to hear, see, smell better as she peeks in the window, wondering if she’ll see a face, bracing herself to see one…and not die from a heart attack if she does.
[Adara Mires] (percep+ alert)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 (Failure at target 6)
[Darkness] She looks into the window – and sees nothing out of the ordinary. Storage, it seems, as there are boxes in there, and random pieces of furniture. There’s not even the feeling of being watched anymore. There’s just a room in a very old house.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Rory watches Adara’s back, letting her search, and keeps an eye out for anyone watching them.
[Adara Mires] She frowns. Was she too late? Did she guess wrong? Was she just going crazy? All could be true, none might be. She hates the feeling of uncertainty. She looks at Rory ” I see no one. And I used to feel like I was being watched here but now…nothing. I’m going in through the umbra, will you follow me?”
She looks around for people and cameras. If she sees nothing out of the ordinary, she focus and using the window’s reflective surface, she slips through the gauntlet and into the umbra.
[Adara Mires] (same)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 3, 7, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Darkness] Adara slides across the gauntlet – easier than she thought it might be, perhaps – and it hits her immediately – the sensation of pressure at the small of her back, eyes watching, pale faces in the corners of the room beyond the walls that are solid here, though darker… dark dark eyes watching her every move…
a few seconds after Adara arrives – Rory does, behind her, and makes a noise – soft and in the bakc of her throat that suggests she sees what Adara does…
[Adara Mires] She blinks at the many eyes, wondering who those faces belonged to. She hears Rory arriving and her lovers reaction gives her some reassurances. She wasn’t alone in seeing the eyes. That was a relief. She takes in the layout of the ” real” world and the landscape of the umbra, alert, in case something else was around.
Her attention turns back to the faces if nothing catch her attention “Don’t be afraid” She says very softly ” You asked me to help you, save you and I’m here.” It was time to see if the faces where the bait either for another creature of for themselves..maybe they wanted to lure her here.
She reaches back and touched Rory’s hand, giving it a light squeeze as she focus on her surroundings, heightened senses on alert.
[Darkness] The eyes are unblinking, they’re unmoving, but there’s the definite sense that they are watching, and that they are… not afraid. Curious, maybe, as they watch, but they are not afraid – at least not afraid of Adara, of Rory.
There’s a ripple of something as she speaks, as she says they come to save them, and a rustle until one face comes forward, slowly, taking center stage. The others murmur worriedly, and huddle, but soon from the darkness comes what appears to be a child, maybe 10 at the oldest, fragile and frail looking..
And speaking in greek, still, and very very quiet.
(though the player is too lazy to translate this time)
[G]Shhh. He’ll hear. You come to help? I told you should would come.
The last to those behind her. Proud, perhaps, that the words spoken were true.
[Adara Mires] She takes a few cautious steps toward the child, speaking to her in Greek very quietly “Yes, I’ve come. Who are you all? And who’s..He?” She hopes that she might get some information from the child. It would make things easier. So she has a better idea of what they’re facing
” How long have you been here?” She was worried for the child, her enhanced eyes trying to look better at them, see if they were human, untainted..if the pale skin was from lack of sun…or maybe they were something else entirely.
[Darkness] Rory doesn’t understand the words, but she watches the intent, and watches Adara, ready to jump in if needed.
The child looks back toward the others, and takes a step forward again. There doesn’t seem to be anything really of or wrong about them, though they’re eyes are so dark, their skin so very pale, but also undeniably human – if only the shimmering spiritual reflections of such…
Something like one would imagine a ghost to look like, especially as the leader seems to float more than walk toward Adara.
“We are many, we are fewer than before.
Time has no meaning once through the door…”
It’s a singsong chant, murmured by them all as if answering the questions, before the little leader waves them off, as if nothing were said at all.
“He keeps us – but we are fading.”
[Adara Mires] She bite her lower lip. This wasn’t the easier of decision to make. They look like the lost spirits of children..echoes maybe of what they were before they died. Or they could be something else entirely. And who or what was he? Why was he keeping them there.
She looks at Rory ” She says they are fewer of them than before, that he keeps them here but they’re fading. Also once we go through the door, time will have no meaning..so..maybe we should try and open the door in the human world, then sidestep if needed.”
She looks at the child once more ” Why does he keep you here?”
[Darkness] she asks why, and there is a ripple of unease as the children – if they are what they seem to be – huddle closer together, a shiver going through them all. The leader, she swallows, hard, and takes another step forward.
“He is dark, dark as sin.
Fists strike, stain the skin.
He’s hungry, all the time.
One by one, we walk the line.”
Its a singsong whisper, her body rocking, though moments after she finishes, she whips her head around, and whispers heatedly to the others… “hide… HIDE!”
She never looks back from some spot in the distance, even as she starts to cry “I’m sorry so sorry so sorry so I WONT SAY ANY MORE!”
….Rory swallows, hard, and touches adara’s shoulder, lightly… There’s a rustle as the other children fade backwards, disappearing into the darkest corners…
[Adara Mires] She nods at the words and when the girl fades away, she whispers a soft thank you. She turns to Rory ” She said the man is dark and his first touch stain the skin. He’s hungry.” She looks in the direction where the kids have disappeared.
” All right, let’s step out of the umbra and go through the door. See what we can find there and then come back here if there’s nothing to see. Hopefully we can save the kids, or at least kill the thing before it harms others”
She doesn’t say they must save them, must often means rushing and doing something stupid. The main objective was to destroy the threat. She hates thinking that way but that’s how a warrior should think. She was a tough girl, maybe tougher than some give her credit. Rory’ s and her life where more important in the eyes of the Nation…but it didn’t mean she won’t sacrifice herself for those kids.
It just meant she will have to do everything smart…so she can survive and save them.
She steps back into the human world and moves to the door, listening intently if there are noises, then carefully opening it.
[Darkness] The other children disappear, leaving the leader standing alone, crying, flickering as she fades – only she fades where she stands… her eyes dark, luminous somehow with some inner shine, moist and filled with tears… and just before she fades…
A scream. Adara remembers that scream, the one that chased her through her nightmares, a scream born of pain and agony, of fear and desperation… leaving only the lingering sense of unease and a plea for help… not for her, anymore, but for the others…
their numbers are dwindling…
—-
Back to the ‘real’ world they go, Rory following Adara’s lead, since this is her discovery, her investigation. Rory is the muscle – whih most would laugh at, seeing her in her monkey skin, but its true none the less. So she follows, and watches adara’s back.
The door nearest them on their return seems to be normal, though it sticks a bit as Adara tries to open it – only to find it locked. It is after hours, after all.
[Adara Mires] She hadn’t expected all doors to be locked, even after hours. She swore in Greek. She could break it down but it was easier change room through the umbra…will there be a reflective surface there? No time to waste
” It’s locked. We’ll go back in the Umbra and go in the other room. If we can’t find a reflective surface, we’ll take this door down. I hope we can avoid destroying things so no questions will raised”
She shakes her head,annoyed at herself and then sidestep again, going to the other room and popping in it if there was nothing in the umbra. Hopefully she can do so and not break down the door.
[Darkness] And to the umbra again. Rory doesn’t question. She simply follows.
—
They find they’re way to the other room, on the Umbral side. It seems ordinary enough, and once they go through to realmside, the only thing they startle by their little appearance is a cat – who hisses, and then goes about doing whatever it was that it was doing. Rory smiles – she likes cats. She was an AlleyCat after all…
There is no need to destroy things, now that they are inside the museum. The room here is nothing out of the ordinary. the boxes they saw before through the window, and to the left a door – straight ahead, stairs that lead to the main floor. The feeling of being watched is back, though more cautious than before.
[Adara Mires] She frowns. She needs to find those kids and they definitely should have counterparts in the real world. All senses on high alert, she listens for noises that could direct her in the right direction..or the smell of humans, or decay…anything that would help her.
If there’s nothing, she cautiously make her way up the stairs, being particularly weary of alarm systems.. infra reds, motion detectors, cameras…A closed museum surely had a few of those. She wasn’t a thief by trade. Sarita would be better suited for this for the Ragabash elder hasn’t been seen in a long time.
She’ll have to do with her own skills and knowledge..and Rory who probably could disable alarms. If she can thinker music boxes and generators, maybe she can instinctively take apart an alarm system.
” Be careful about motion sensors, cameras and other types of alarms. And if you hear anything that helps us find the kids, tell me..I’m starting to worry here”
[Darkness] She’s right to worry.
The scream still reverberates in her memory, and once they start up the stairs, there’s a sudden shift in temperature… it gets colder. Step by step, it gets colder – a minute shift, but noticeable by the time they reach the next floor. There’s a series of displays here, in three wide open rooms, and a hall way that goes deeper into the house…
And there, at the end of the hallway, a glimpse of a pale, tear-streaked face, before it disappears to the left so quickly she may have been yanked away….
[Adara Mires] She frowns as the temperature drops. It didn’t worry her too much. She had trekked in Arctic like weather in jeans and tank top once for an hour before she was ordered to shift to cancel the effects of the cold.
” Follow me” She whispers to Rory and looking around for any electronic devices, she make her way quickly toward the end of the hallway, slowing down a few feet before the corner and then pressed her body against the wall to peek over the corner. In case of some kind of ambush.
She concentrate on her breathing, keeping it calm. No need to panic, or get too excited yet. The rush, the adrenaline and the fight will come soon enough..at least she thinks so.
[Darkness] Rory nods, keeping close, but giving her plenty of room to move if needed.
They sneak to the corner, and Adara concentrates on keeping calm as she looks around the corner. It seems like they’ve bypassed what security there was, or it’s primarily around the windows, and the door, leaving the inside now that they are in, clear.
around the corner is a large room, storage it seems, filled with… clocks. All sorts of clocks. On the wall, against the wall, on shelves, of all types.. ticktickticktickticktickticking… all showing different times…
[time has no meaning, once through the door]
Against the far wall, a fireplace, and by it against the wall, a Grandfather Clock begins to strike the hour…. bong…..bong….bong…
[Adara Mires] She tilts her head. Different point of views, different realities it seem. Spirits never talked clearly. Kristen taught her that much. She was in the right place but where were the children? She sniffs the air, listens carefully. She starts to look around, watching the clocks, the grandfather clock…maybe there was a secret passage, like Bruce Wayne’s clock…yes she has seen the Batman movies.
Her heart is beating louder in her chest with each passing moments. Time, even if it had no meaning in this room, was still precious. The more she wasted it, more chances the kids would be hurt. If there’s nothing to be found, then maybe a peek through the umbra would help see if there was something on the other side…
[Adara Mires] (perception+ alertness)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 6, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Darkness] ticktockticktockticktock
[helpushelpushelpus]
Adara looks around, watching the clock, seeming to hear them beg for their help – the scent is one of cold, of ice, and the sound seems a soft chant… the godfather clock [bong…bong…] chimes the hour, and in the glass, she can see the childs face again…
[Adara Mires] She opens the clock to check if there was a way in it. If not she pushes it to the side, maybe there was something behind it. If she finds nothing she asks Rory “Is there some mechanism that shouldn’t be on this clock? If there’s nothing off about it, we need to sidestep again”
She hated to hop in and out, she felt like it was abusing that privilege. But there was nothing she could do about it. Kids needed to save.
[Darkness] Adara opens the clock, and pokes around inside, tapping and feeling and trying to find anything that might be different, might be a passageway, might be something. When she asks for rory’s help, she tips her head, slightly, and moves from her position watching adara’s back as she took lead, to examining the innards of the clock. She even opens the face, and pokes around inside it with nimble fingers, before she looks over her shoulder at Adara and grins…
She reaches behind her and grabs Adara’s hand, unsure what might happen, and she pushes a button that should not be there.
The clock spins – the floor under it – and the wall revolves, dumping them into a secret room. It’s dark, though – way to dark to see at first. And its most CERTAINLY colder than before… cold, and almost.. clinical feeling…
[Adara Mires] She squeezes Rory’s hand gently when the Ahroun finds the secret passage. “You’re the best” She says with a nod, until the floor disappears and they found themselves in a secret room. She looks around, wolf sight needing less light than human’s, coupling it with her animal sense of smell and hearing, hoping to see if there was a way out, or someone around.
They were on the right path, the question was…would they be in time? She wet her lips and move slowly in the room, making sure Rory was there and nearby.
[Darkness] She blushes, pleased, even as she tries to see around her. She wishes she had a lighter, or had thought to bring a flashlight. She doesn’t – she just keeps her hand on Adara, lightly, so that she keeps track of where she is…
Adara’s senses are good – better than most, and she inhales the scent of cold, medicinal scents, as if they are in a hospital of some sort… soon, their eyes adjust to the darkness, and they can make out vague shapes that may be beds, in a row, down both sides of the room… and they are not empty…
A light might be helpful… hm?
[Adara Mires] She turns to Rory whispering “We need to find some light. I think the children are in the beds, I’ll check those” She gives her lover a quick kiss on the cheek and then moves closer to the beds, trying to smell and see if those are the kids she has seem. If so, she whisper softly to each she passes, in english, that they will be safe. They probably spoke greek only in spirit, not in real life.
While she moves, she listens for the presence of He/Him…it more likely. The one keeping those kids here will have a lot to answer for..and it’ll be her pleasure to give him what he deserve. Thinking about it, some light would be good, but no lights will keep the kids from seeing her into her war form. Much better for them not to witness that.
[Darkness] She checks the beds, once by one, and finds little bodies, connected by tubes and wires to the wall, with little chests that rise and fall, evenly… though they do not wake when she whispers, they do not move… they are cold and still – too still.
Rory moves along the other side, and checks finds the same thing, listening, watching, face drawn into a frown…
..there is a door at the far end of the fall, and as they near it, there’s a frantic ghostly whisper… “he’s coming! hidehidehidehide!”
[Adara Mires] She doesn’t dare to unplug the bodies yet, not without checking them thoroughly. It was more than likely sucking their life away, or at least paralysing them but without knowing for sure, unplugging them could kill them.
She hears the whisper ” He’s coming” She whispers back to her friend. She shifts into hispo form now that she knows the children probably won’t see her, with their eyes closed. Add the darkness to that and maybe, she’ll be able to surprise the man/thing and one good hit can be all she needs.
She quickly make her way to the door so she can pounce and attack swiftly, her mind made up. No good person keeps a secret hospital under a museum after all.
[Darkness] She doesn’t dare unplug the bodies – and shifts to hispo, and a beat later, Rory does the same, taking up a position to the other side of the door, waiting… Adara’s mind is made up…
The door opens – and light spills into the room as a small figure opens the door, and slips through. A boy – no older than 15, a clipboard in his hand….
[Adara Mires] She was ready to pounce when the door opens but the sight of the boy stops her for an instant. Dammit…what he the one or just an accomplice or unwilling servant? She smells him, trying to stay as much as possible in the shadows.
If the smell is normal..human, then a back hand swipe with controlled strength should be enough to knock him out. If he smells of the Wyrm, then biting his head off should do the trick. If he was not the target, she couldn’t risk him to see her or Rory in their hispo form, or raise the alarm
Sorry kid, she says mentally if he proves to be just a boy.
[Darkness] There is no scent of the wyrm on him – he smells alive, human, of dirt and sweat under his layers of clothing. He shuts the door behind him, peeking down the hallway outside first, and then reaches to turn on the light….
[Adara Mires] She moves swiftly and grabs the boy’s hand to stop him from doing so, her other hand on his mouth. If she manage to so and if the darkness is thick enough then she shifts back to talk to him.
If there’s a doubt that he might see her form..then she has no choices..no witnesses..and fist will connect with face..while she winces.
[Darkness] His eyes haven’t adjusted from the switch to light and dark – so she has enough time to shift. Rory remains in her hispo skin, out of sight… just in case…
[Adara Mires] She hold him tightly. She was as strong as a fit man after all. ” Ssssh” She whispers to him “I won’t hurt you if you’re not the one hurting them. Do you understand me?” She asks gently yet firmly. If he wasn’t involved willingly, she didn’t want to scare him. If he was, she wanted him to know he was in trouble.
She turns to Rory if the boy doesn’t become a creature “Change back and find something to tie and gag him please”
She looks back at the boy ” Two questions, nod or shake your head. Are you the one hurting them?” She let him answer ” Is there someone else in another room?” Again she let him answer while waiting for Rory, using the hand she was grabbing to turn on the lights so Rory could find something more easily.
[Darkness] Rory does as she’s asked, taking on her Monkey skin and searching to find something to tie him with, coming up with some zip ties in a drawer and some bandages – she moves quickly to Adara’s side.
—
Is he the one hurting them? The boy shakes his head, no.
Is there someone else in another room? He hesitates, and then nods, once.
And trembles – and, much to his shame, his bladder cuts loose on him, and a warm puddle forms at their feet…
[Adara Mires] She smells the young boy messing himself and she offers him a soft smile “Relax, I told you I won’t hurt you if you’re not hurting them and telling me the truth. I’m going to tie you up because I need to make sure you’ll stay out of the way.”
With Rory’s helps, she tie him up tightly but not roughly “I’ll come back to free you and all of them. I’ll need your help with that, will you help me?” She asks, letting him answer with a nod or shake of the head.
A nod gets him a very soft kiss on the cheek “Thank you…as for what just happened, you were tied for a lnog time and mixed with cold floor…could’ve happen to anyone. A brave boy like you wouldn’t have been afraid right?” She smiles gently, helping him down to sit on the floor and then tie him to a bed.
A shake of the head doesn’t get him anything, except being tied a little more tightly to the bed.
[Darkness] His eyes are wide – and vivid, vivid blue – but he nods… and trembles as he’s tied up, nicely, and hears her version of the story. A big tear rolls down his face, and he huddles in against the bed as much as he can…
Rory looks at him, then the beds, then the door, and then touch Adara’s back, lightly. She’s ready for whatever she wants to do next….
—
Outisde the door is a hallway, with another room at the far end. It gets colder the deeper they go… until it aches in their bones, and they can see their breath. the door is partially open… light flickering from inside…
[Adara Mires] She walks down the hallway, happy that the boy didn’t need to be harmed or kill..for now. Unless he slips from his bindings and do something stupid. If he was still human, she doubts that he will. No humans could stand kids on beds like that.
She make her way as sneakily as possibly to the door and tries to peer through the crack, to get a sense of what they might be facing, taking a deep breath, smelling the persons scent if possible. Tainted? Crazy? Innocent? At least the scent should pinpoint exactly one of the three, letting her decide which of the other it is otherwise.
[Darkness] She inhales – and gets a variety of scents. Medicinal ones, cold, and… crazy, with a side order of wyrm twisting about underneath. As for what she can see – simply the back of a very large chair, with wires and vials connected to it, tubing going from the wall up around the chair to whatever is sitting in it…
the rattle of breath, and then an eery voice… “Come in, child… its ruuuuude to lurk in doooorways….”
[Adara Mires] She looks to see if the tubes were going from the wall and in the general direction of the children. If so, she look at Rory and lean to whisper in her ear ” Go back, unplug the kids. They are probably keeping him alive”
If not then she assumes Rory will follow her when she steps in the room, looking around to see if there were other people, weapons..anything strange before speaking ” But I like to be rude. I also like ripping people using children apart. Guess I’ll be having a good night tonight”
She braces herself, shifting to hispo again, ready to attack whoever was on the chair, emitting the wyrm tainted smell.
[Darkness] The wires go to the wall, and by their position, it seems that yes – to the kids. Rory takes one look, reaches and squeezes Adara’s hand, and then turns to race back to the room and the kids.
She likes to be rude, and the thing in the chair chuckles. “Oh child, aren’t you brave.” There are no weapons to be seen, but the chair begins to spin, so that whatever is inside can face Adara in the eerie light of the room. It’s neither male or female, or perhas it is both – flesh swollen and grotesque, a gelationous blob of epic proportions, with tubes and wires everywhere… dark eyes – so very dark – set in a pale, pale face, distorted by many chins and too much flesh.
They are intelligent eyes though, flashing with thought and sentience, with determination and fire…
“Aren’t you a brave wee thing..”
Tenticles unroll from where feet should be, and start to lash out for Adara…
[And… init me, bb!]
[Adara Mires] (init + 6)
[Darkness] [+5]
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 4
[Adara Mires]
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Darkness] 1a: tentacle strike!
1b: same!
[Adara Mires] (1A bite
!B bite
!R bite)
[Adara Mires] (first bite…6 dex + 3 brawl – 2 for split)
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 7, 8, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Adara Mires] (damage)
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 2, 3, 5, 6, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 7 at target 6)
[Darkness] Soak! 5 +3 (kids, progressively goes down as Rory unhooks)
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 5, 6, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Adara Mires] (biting again)
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 4, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 5) [WP]
[Adara Mires] (damage)
Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 6, 8, 9, 9 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Darkness] [Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 2, 4, 5, 7, 10 (Failure at target 6)
[Darkness] [Dam = 5 is: so Tentacle 1 strike]
Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 5, 7, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Darkness] [Damage: 4+2]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 3, 3, 6, 6, 6, 7 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Adara Mires] (soaking)
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 4, 6, 6, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Darkness] Tentacle b!
Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 1, 4, 5 (Botch x 1 at target 6)
[Darkness] ….damage on self… cuz that tentacle is apparently retarded. *L*
Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 1, 2, 8, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Darkness] and soak
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 4, 4, 5, 8, 8 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Adara Mires] (rage biting)
Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 9, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 5)
[Adara Mires] (damage)
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 4, 5, 5, 5, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Darkness] Soak!
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 3, 6, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Darkness] Rory – races and unhooks the kids as fast as she can, ripping cording from the wall. Meanwhile, Adara does massive damage herself with wicked hispo teeth – no one should hurt a child, let alone use them like this… thing was… and she shows it she means business, hurting it, badly… while the beast does not manage to do more than ruffle her fur…
[same inits –
same declare – 1a tentacle strike, 1b, the same!]
[Adara Mires] (same declare as well)
[Adara Mires] (biting)
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 7, 7 (Success x 4 at target 5)
[Adara Mires] (damage)
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Darkness] ouch, you! Soak: 5+2
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 3, 4, 4, 7, 7, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Darkness] x.x
[Adara Mires] She was swift, she was angry and it seem she was justified for everything fell into place. With a mighty snap pf her jaw, she took the thing’s head off almost cleanly. She spits on the floor, knowing she probably will need to be cleansed soon, but it was worth it. Someone will have to come and dispose of the body. She calls Dr Slaughter, telling her that if she and either Izzy, or Derek can come up with a plausible explanation, there was a wyrm creature dead and kids to be taken to the closest hospital.
If she can’t, then she’ll have to find another way. Even if some kin were in the legal system, breaking in a cosed museum and explaining the lab might be hard for them. She walks back to the room with beds and move to the young boy if he was still tied up.
She untie him gently, stroking his cheek once ” Sorry about all this, but you’re safe now. It’s dead. It can’t hurt you any more nor make you do things you don’t want to”
She didn’t know if hte kind had some influence still on him, he’ll have to be watched for a while.
[Darkness] When Adara gets to the other room, she finds Rory, sitting in the middle of the floor, looking at all the beds in something akin to shock. Her face is wet with tears, because as she unhooked the children in the beds – 12 in all – they died. One by one they died. The connection to the host lost, the symbiotic relationship severed, and the bodies failed almost immediately.
The little boy, who had cared for them as bed he can, is inconsolable in the corner, crying out that he tried, he TRIED to make it better… he TRIED…
And there, by the door they entered into, Adara can see them, can hear them – the spirits of each of the children, their eyes no longer so dark, more alive than they were before… and the little leader stepping forward with a soft smile as ghostly fingers touch the boy’s face tenderly… She looks up at Adara, and speaks softly across the void. “Thank you. We can go home now.”
And then, she leans forward and whispers in the boy’s ear, softly, tenderly, and inhales… he slumps forward… alive and breathing, but unconscious. She turns to Adara again. “I have taken these memories from him, so that he can grow without knowing this pain. You’ll see that he gets to a good home?”
And on the affirmative, she nods again, kisses the boys forehead, and then turns to lead the rest of the children home… each disappearing one by one by one.
Free.
[Adara Mires] She watches Rory and the boy…and the little dead children. There is an expression of deep pain and anguish on her face. She wanted to cry but she wasn’t like that. She had cried twice since she was 13. Upon the realization that her mother had turned crazy because of her and a few months ago when the umbral mechanical creature hit her with a mental blasts, giving her nightmares and sapping all her will. It didn’t mean that she couldn’t feel pain, which she did right now, acutely.
She watches the young leader thanking her and she whispers back “You’re welcome. I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you all” And she meant it. Maybe she’ll have nightmares for a few days about all of this. She nods when the girl asks for a good home for the boy “I’ll make sure he does. He’ll be safe, cared for and loved”
Because if he cared for the kids, he deserved to be taken care of properly. It wasn’t his fault.
She waves them goodbye and moved to Rory ” I guess I’ll have Simon come here and take care of everything.” Her voice was soft, weak from the pain of seeing so many dead children. ” I have to find him a new home” She says of the boy, caressing his hair. Then she looks at Rory and hugs her tightly, careful of the boy ” There was nothing we could’ve done for them tonight more than we did”
Then she looked into her eyes “I want you beside me tonight…I don’t think either of us feel like being alone”
[Darkness] She nods, slightly, that Simon can take care of everything, get it covered up, since they have done the hard part. That or she can call Roman, or Kora… either way, it will be taken care of, and the veil protected.
She blinks, as she is hugged, and nods again, reaching to touch the boy’s shoulder, before she offers Adara a sad little smile. “Ok.”
They will be together tonight, to hopefully banish the nightmares in the comfort of each other’s arms.
[Darkness] [aaaaand fade. ]