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@kieran-heslege
...
Who am I?
Lady Vespera are you my mother...?
~ @kieran-heslege
. . . In some ways, I could be. Yes. Not by blood, however.
...oh. Uh...okay.
...May I...call you that...?
so I mean, jokes aside. You’re a creep and a freak. But I mean, why are you a terrorist?
Ruy stares a tad blankly, then smiles a grin that’s more like baring his teeth.
*talking to camera*
It's times like this where one must take stock of their life and realize, "hm maybe I am gay."
*waking up with my ears still ringing - I can't hear anything, my head hurts, and I'm-*
*-bound. By some chains of some sort. The cell has no light, no visible entrance or way of communication other than a window, which is black. I don't like it in here.* *I struggle against the chains, trying to bend the metal telekinetically, but I find that I'm...unable. For now. Somehow - my focus is too frayed by the lack of hearing, and everything keeps tilting to the side if I stare too intensely. Damn it. UGH-*
Father? Where are you?
*I keep calling, though I can't hear my own voice. I don't like it in here. I really don't like it in here.*
Rylan md stands outside the gates for a while before going in. He’s been staring at the rocks in the dirt. He’s been rubbing his face. He’s been rubbing his nose that he broke and healed crooked tussling with his brother. He’s been thinking about things that his brother has done. He’s been missing him. He’s been thinking about things that they’ve broken.
Maybe half an hour later , he stands in front of the window, looking quietly through. Kieran. Or from his .. well what he was informed of, maybe not. He was never too close to the kid, though Ryland could never tell you why. By all means he should’ve been.
The doctor sighs, pulling his hands behind his head and gently gathering his hair with one arm since the other is holding his bag. Some of his hair falls against the side of his face, and so he gently pushes it back behind his ear. After another quiet second, he turns the little dial by the window and untints the visor.
*I'd about given up on screaming at this point, given I don't know how much time has passed (but my voice has gone raw). Now, I'm lying on the floor and staring at the ceiling, not even attempting to take the chains off - no use wasting my energy right now.* *But that changes the moment the window un-tints and I see him.*
Father?
*Immediately I'm on my feet, straining towards the window - I don't even feel the metal biting into my wrists, because I've got a much more important objective right now. That's him. That's Father, he's...he's here. He came for me. I have to get to him. If it weren't for these stupid chains-* I knew you'd come for me.
*waking up with my ears still ringing - I can't hear anything, my head hurts, and I'm-*
*-bound. By some chains of some sort. The cell has no light, no visible entrance or way of communication other than a window, which is black. I don't like it in here.* *I struggle against the chains, trying to bend the metal telekinetically, but I find that I'm...unable. For now. Somehow - my focus is too frayed by the lack of hearing, and everything keeps tilting to the side if I stare too intensely. Damn it. UGH-*
Father? Where are you?
*I keep calling, though I can't hear my own voice. I don't like it in here. I really don't like it in here.*
Hello. :)
*looking suspiciously smiley and emotive*
~ @kieran-heslege
Hello, Renn. What seems to be the issue?
I'm...not sure. I had a really good workout session with @ruylaficelle , and I dunno, I guess I'm just riding the high of it after? Ruy's been a good training buddy so far, even if he's a little odd. I think I'm having a better time with my routines when I have someone there to do it with me.
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
Potentially. I don't believe Ezelli Kress is busy at the moment.
@ezelli-kress Are you currently available? We need you in Mysterium. Now.
I apologize for my delay, Councillor- Oh!
Oh dear...
What do you need me to do? I could try enclosing him in a force field?
That would be ideal, yes.
Alright, I can do that.
*I take a deep breath. I focus as hard as I can to shape the force fields into a sort of ball to enclose the flying elf. He's high up so this is going to require some more concentration. I know he's paused momentarily, but I need to work as fast as I can.*
*What the-*
*I've already shaken off the (weak) telekinetic bind that someone (I assume the brightly colored elves below me) had placed, but now...*
*Oh. I recognize this. Ruy can do this. ...Okay. I know how to break out of this.*
*I grimace and start slamming against the wall, testing how firm it is - weaker bubbles like these can break on impact, but some are stronger. My shoulders start to sting from coming into contact with the energy, but I don't mind.*
*oh, that looks painful*
Listen, we don't want to hurt you! We just want to talk, but we can't do that if you're all the way up there, and zipping around constantly! Please come down!
*Ow- that's loud.*
*...So they speak. Hm. "Don't want to hurt me"? They want to talk...? To me?*
*With a little more effort, I manage to rip free of the bubble with a small shockwave, rolling my shoulders and brushing off. I can see them recoil down there - that's not something they've seen before. I'm not something they've seen before. I speak quietly into my earpiece.*
Father, what should I do here?
*I hear Renn's voice quietly speak back to me through the earpiece. - This isn't a mission in which he would require speech, unless he's been spotted. Interesting...*
What do you see, my son?
I see...13 elves, in...very colorful clothing. One of them is a Psionpath, and I think the man next to him is a Vociferator. ...I can't tell for the others.
@anrai-of-house-killian
*...Ah. So he's encountered the Councillors - and...hm. I don't know who the Psionpath is, but if I were Emery...Kress. Ugh, I'm about sick of that damned elf. Ah well - maybe Renn can shut that man up for good.*
Okay, Renn. You need to listen to me carefully. Those elves below you think you to be gullible - weak, and easy to manipulate. They'll say things to you, call you names. This is all false, and you must ignore it, no matter how upsetting it is. And...I want you to kill them all - show them how powerful you are. And don't hold back, not for anything.
*As I'm listening, I feel a sort of calmness fall over me - it's always comforting to hear Father speak, and I'm long used to carrying out tasks for him - glad to, even.*
*I tense up in anticipation, flinching slightly as it quiets in my ears. Ignore them and kill. Do not stop.*
*Okay, Father.*
*With that, I ball up my fists and divebomb towards the group - I doubt any of them have quick enough reaction time to throw up a shield, assuming they even think to do so.*
NO-
*I yelp and throw my hands up, beginning to create a small shield to protect myself. I know I wasn't fast enough, but I have to try something.*
*With the speed this elf is going at, there's no way I can make one big enough for all the councillors around me. There's no guarantee either that the shield I make will even cover me up completely.*
*In no time, I - well, my fist - collides with the shield that the psionpath threw up, and the force of that plus my momentum shatters it. Any excess energy is discharged in a shockwave that blows the rest of the elves back, and creates a small crater where the psionpath was pushed slightly into the ground.*
@missringletsandrosycheeks @councillor-darek @councillor-bronte-of-the-cities @the-real-councillor-emery @councillor-velia-guster @councillor-liora-official @councillor-zarina-official @councillor-clarette-official @councillor-noland @councillor-ramira @councillor-terik @ezelli-kress
*The force of the impact hits me instantly as I'm thrown into the ground. My head hits the floor hard, causing everything to go dark.*
*I can barely breathe. I feel like every bone of my body is broken. I'm knocked out after only a few seconds as the arms that were forming the shield now fall limply to my sides.*
*I hit the ground with a crunch. Something's broken, it's hard to tell what while everything's ringing with pain from the impact. I prop myself up on one arm to assess the damage done. None of the other councillors look dead. That's a relief. A short lived one, cut short by noticing the psionipath limp on the ground, and–*
Kieran?
*It's not a shock, only a loss of the naive hope that this was, somehow, something else.*
*Kieran.*
*That name...that voice-*
*Static welled up in my head, pressing against my eyes like it wanted to escape out my forehead. Stars, it was so loud...I...I know it, somehow. Something...I try to wrack my brain, but I keep getting pushed back by more piercing waves of white noise - kept away, more like.*
*The inner conflict rendered me vaguely unaware of my surroundings, partially blinded by the flashes of pain.*
*After a moment of hesitation, and a quick look around to realize that nobody else seems to be moving to do anything, I decide I should act. There's only one thing I can do now, really, and it presents the unfortunate possibility of knocking not just Kieran, but the councillors near me unconscious. It's not unlikely that it would cause permanent hearing damage to those too close by. Still, that's better than being dead.*
STOP
*!!!!!-*
*The sound is so blaring and sudden that that, combined with the turmoil already in my head, startles me enough that I faint from severe emotional shock and pain and drop out of the sky.*
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
Potentially. I don't believe Ezelli Kress is busy at the moment.
@ezelli-kress Are you currently available? We need you in Mysterium. Now.
I apologize for my delay, Councillor- Oh!
Oh dear...
What do you need me to do? I could try enclosing him in a force field?
That would be ideal, yes.
Alright, I can do that.
*I take a deep breath. I focus as hard as I can to shape the force fields into a sort of ball to enclose the flying elf. He's high up so this is going to require some more concentration. I know he's paused momentarily, but I need to work as fast as I can.*
*What the-*
*I've already shaken off the (weak) telekinetic bind that someone (I assume the brightly colored elves below me) had placed, but now...*
*Oh. I recognize this. Ruy can do this. ...Okay. I know how to break out of this.*
*I grimace and start slamming against the wall, testing how firm it is - weaker bubbles like these can break on impact, but some are stronger. My shoulders start to sting from coming into contact with the energy, but I don't mind.*
*oh, that looks painful*
Listen, we don't want to hurt you! We just want to talk, but we can't do that if you're all the way up there, and zipping around constantly! Please come down!
*Ow- that's loud.*
*...So they speak. Hm. "Don't want to hurt me"? They want to talk...? To me?*
*With a little more effort, I manage to rip free of the bubble with a small shockwave, rolling my shoulders and brushing off. I can see them recoil down there - that's not something they've seen before. I'm not something they've seen before. I speak quietly into my earpiece.*
Father, what should I do here?
*I hear Renn's voice quietly speak back to me through the earpiece. - This isn't a mission in which he would require speech, unless he's been spotted. Interesting...*
What do you see, my son?
I see...13 elves, in...very colorful clothing. One of them is a Psionpath, and I think the man next to him is a Vociferator. ...I can't tell for the others.
@anrai-of-house-killian
*...Ah. So he's encountered the Councillors - and...hm. I don't know who the Psionpath is, but if I were Emery...Kress. Ugh, I'm about sick of that damned elf. Ah well - maybe Renn can shut that man up for good.*
Okay, Renn. You need to listen to me carefully. Those elves below you think you to be gullible - weak, and easy to manipulate. They'll say things to you, call you names. This is all false, and you must ignore it, no matter how upsetting it is. And...I want you to kill them all - show them how powerful you are. And don't hold back, not for anything.
*As I'm listening, I feel a sort of calmness fall over me - it's always comforting to hear Father speak, and I'm long used to carrying out tasks for him - glad to, even.*
*I tense up in anticipation, flinching slightly as it quiets in my ears. Ignore them and kill. Do not stop.*
*Okay, Father.*
*With that, I ball up my fists and divebomb towards the group - I doubt any of them have quick enough reaction time to throw up a shield, assuming they even think to do so.*
NO-
*I yelp and throw my hands up, beginning to create a small shield to protect myself. I know I wasn't fast enough, but I have to try something.*
*With the speed this elf is going at, there's no way I can make one big enough for all the councillors around me. There's no guarantee either that the shield I make will even cover me up completely.*
*In no time, I - well, my fist - collides with the shield that the psionpath threw up, and the force of that plus my momentum shatters it. Any excess energy is discharged in a shockwave that blows the rest of the elves back, and creates a small crater where the psionpath was pushed slightly into the ground.*
@missringletsandrosycheeks @councillor-darek @councillor-bronte-of-the-cities @the-real-councillor-emery @councillor-velia-guster @councillor-liora-official @councillor-zarina-official @councillor-clarette-official @councillor-noland @councillor-ramira @councillor-terik @ezelli-kress
*The force of the impact hits me instantly as I'm thrown into the ground. My head hits the floor hard, causing everything to go dark.*
*I can barely breathe. I feel like every bone of my body is broken. I'm knocked out after only a few seconds as the arms that were forming the shield now fall limply to my sides.*
*I hit the ground with a crunch. Something's broken, it's hard to tell what while everything's ringing with pain from the impact. I prop myself up on one arm to assess the damage done. None of the other councillors look dead. That's a relief. A short lived one, cut short by noticing the psionipath limp on the ground, and–*
Kieran?
*It's not a shock, only a loss of the naive hope that this was, somehow, something else.*
*Kieran.*
*That name...that voice-*
*Static welled up in my head, pressing against my eyes like it wanted to escape out my forehead. Stars, it was so loud...I...I know it, somehow. Something...I try to wrack my brain, but I keep getting pushed back by more piercing waves of white noise - kept away, more like.*
*The inner conflict rendered me vaguely unaware of my surroundings, partially blinded by the flashes of pain.*
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
Potentially. I don't believe Ezelli Kress is busy at the moment.
@ezelli-kress Are you currently available? We need you in Mysterium. Now.
I apologize for my delay, Councillor- Oh!
Oh dear...
What do you need me to do? I could try enclosing him in a force field?
That would be ideal, yes.
Alright, I can do that.
*I take a deep breath. I focus as hard as I can to shape the force fields into a sort of ball to enclose the flying elf. He's high up so this is going to require some more concentration. I know he's paused momentarily, but I need to work as fast as I can.*
*What the-*
*I've already shaken off the (weak) telekinetic bind that someone (I assume the brightly colored elves below me) had placed, but now...*
*Oh. I recognize this. Ruy can do this. ...Okay. I know how to break out of this.*
*I grimace and start slamming against the wall, testing how firm it is - weaker bubbles like these can break on impact, but some are stronger. My shoulders start to sting from coming into contact with the energy, but I don't mind.*
*oh, that looks painful*
Listen, we don't want to hurt you! We just want to talk, but we can't do that if you're all the way up there, and zipping around constantly! Please come down!
*Ow- that's loud.*
*...So they speak. Hm. "Don't want to hurt me"? They want to talk...? To me?*
*With a little more effort, I manage to rip free of the bubble with a small shockwave, rolling my shoulders and brushing off. I can see them recoil down there - that's not something they've seen before. I'm not something they've seen before. I speak quietly into my earpiece.*
Father, what should I do here?
*I hear Renn's voice quietly speak back to me through the earpiece. - This isn't a mission in which he would require speech, unless he's been spotted. Interesting...*
What do you see, my son?
I see...13 elves, in...very colorful clothing. One of them is a Psionpath, and I think the man next to him is a Vociferator. ...I can't tell for the others.
@anrai-of-house-killian
*...Ah. So he's encountered the Councillors - and...hm. I don't know who the Psionpath is, but if I were Emery...Kress. Ugh, I'm about sick of that damned elf. Ah well - maybe Renn can shut that man up for good.*
Okay, Renn. You need to listen to me carefully. Those elves below you think you to be gullible - weak, and easy to manipulate. They'll say things to you, call you names. This is all false, and you must ignore it, no matter how upsetting it is. And...I want you to kill them all - show them how powerful you are. And don't hold back, not for anything.
*As I'm listening, I feel a sort of calmness fall over me - it's always comforting to hear Father speak, and I'm long used to carrying out tasks for him - glad to, even.*
*I tense up in anticipation, flinching slightly as it quiets in my ears. Ignore them and kill. Do not stop.*
*Okay, Father.*
*With that, I ball up my fists and divebomb towards the group - I doubt any of them have quick enough reaction time to throw up a shield, assuming they even think to do so.*
NO-
*I yelp and throw my hands up, beginning to create a small shield to protect myself. I know I wasn't fast enough, but I have to try something.*
*With the speed this elf is going at, there's no way I can make one big enough for all the councillors around me. There's no guarantee either that the shield I make will even cover me up completely.*
*In no time, I - well, my fist - collides with the shield that the psionpath threw up, and the force of that plus my momentum shatters it. Any excess energy is discharged in a shockwave that blows the rest of the elves back, and creates a small crater where the psionpath was pushed slightly into the ground.*
@missringletsandrosycheeks @councillor-darek @councillor-bronte-of-the-cities @the-real-councillor-emery @councillor-velia-guster @councillor-liora-official @councillor-zarina-official @councillor-clarette-official @councillor-noland @councillor-ramira @councillor-terik @ezelli-kress
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
Potentially. I don't believe Ezelli Kress is busy at the moment.
@ezelli-kress Are you currently available? We need you in Mysterium. Now.
I apologize for my delay, Councillor- Oh!
Oh dear...
What do you need me to do? I could try enclosing him in a force field?
That would be ideal, yes.
Alright, I can do that.
*I take a deep breath. I focus as hard as I can to shape the force fields into a sort of ball to enclose the flying elf. He's high up so this is going to require some more concentration. I know he's paused momentarily, but I need to work as fast as I can.*
*What the-*
*I've already shaken off the (weak) telekinetic bind that someone (I assume the brightly colored elves below me) had placed, but now...*
*Oh. I recognize this. Ruy can do this. ...Okay. I know how to break out of this.*
*I grimace and start slamming against the wall, testing how firm it is - weaker bubbles like these can break on impact, but some are stronger. My shoulders start to sting from coming into contact with the energy, but I don't mind.*
*oh, that looks painful*
Listen, we don't want to hurt you! We just want to talk, but we can't do that if you're all the way up there, and zipping around constantly! Please come down!
*Ow- that's loud.*
*...So they speak. Hm. "Don't want to hurt me"? They want to talk...? To me?*
*With a little more effort, I manage to rip free of the bubble with a small shockwave, rolling my shoulders and brushing off. I can see them recoil down there - that's not something they've seen before. I'm not something they've seen before. I speak quietly into my earpiece.*
Father, what should I do here?
*I hear Renn's voice quietly speak back to me through the earpiece. - This isn't a mission in which he would require speech, unless he's been spotted. Interesting...*
What do you see, my son?
I see...13 elves, in...very colorful clothing. One of them is a Psionpath, and I think the man next to him is a Vociferator. ...I can't tell for the others.
@anrai-of-house-killian
*...Ah. So he's encountered the Councillors - and...hm. I don't know who the Psionpath is, but if I were Emery...Kress. Ugh, I'm about sick of that damned elf. Ah well - maybe Renn can shut that man up for good.*
Okay, Renn. You need to listen to me carefully. Those elves below you think you to be gullible - weak, and easy to manipulate. They'll say things to you, call you names. This is all false, and you must ignore it, no matter how upsetting it is. And...I want you to kill them all - show them how powerful you are. And don't hold back, not for anything.
*As I'm listening, I feel a sort of calmness fall over me - it's always comforting to hear Father speak, and I'm long used to carrying out tasks for him - glad to, even.*
*I tense up in anticipation, flinching slightly as it quiets in my ears. Ignore them and kill. Do not stop.*
*Okay, Father.*
*With that, I ball up my fists and divebomb towards the group - I doubt any of them have quick enough reaction time to throw up a shield, assuming they even think to do so.*
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
Potentially. I don't believe Ezelli Kress is busy at the moment.
@ezelli-kress Are you currently available? We need you in Mysterium. Now.
I apologize for my delay, Councillor- Oh!
Oh dear...
What do you need me to do? I could try enclosing him in a force field?
That would be ideal, yes.
Alright, I can do that.
*I take a deep breath. I focus as hard as I can to shape the force fields into a sort of ball to enclose the flying elf. He's high up so this is going to require some more concentration. I know he's paused momentarily, but I need to work as fast as I can.*
*What the-*
*I've already shaken off the (weak) telekinetic bind that someone (I assume the brightly colored elves below me) had placed, but now...*
*Oh. I recognize this. Ruy can do this. ...Okay. I know how to break out of this.*
*I grimace and start slamming against the wall, testing how firm it is - weaker bubbles like these can break on impact, but some are stronger. My shoulders start to sting from coming into contact with the energy, but I don't mind.*
*oh, that looks painful*
Listen, we don't want to hurt you! We just want to talk, but we can't do that if you're all the way up there, and zipping around constantly! Please come down!
*Ow- that's loud.*
*...So they speak. Hm. "Don't want to hurt me"? They want to talk...? To me?*
*With a little more effort, I manage to rip free of the bubble with a small shockwave, rolling my shoulders and brushing off. I can see them recoil down there - that's not something they've seen before. I'm not something they've seen before. I speak quietly into my earpiece.*
Father, what should I do here?
*I hear Renn's voice quietly speak back to me through the earpiece. - This isn't a mission in which he would require speech, unless he's been spotted. Interesting...*
What do you see, my son?
I see...13 elves, in...very colorful clothing. One of them is a Psionpath, and I think the man next to him is a Vociferator. ...I can't tell for the others.
@anrai-of-house-killian
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
Potentially. I don't believe Ezelli Kress is busy at the moment.
@ezelli-kress Are you currently available? We need you in Mysterium. Now.
I apologize for my delay, Councillor- Oh!
Oh dear...
What do you need me to do? I could try enclosing him in a force field?
That would be ideal, yes.
Alright, I can do that.
*I take a deep breath. I focus as hard as I can to shape the force fields into a sort of ball to enclose the flying elf. He's high up so this is going to require some more concentration. I know he's paused momentarily, but I need to work as fast as I can.*
*What the-*
*I've already shaken off the (weak) telekinetic bind that someone (I assume the brightly colored elves below me) had placed, but now...*
*Oh. I recognize this. Ruy can do this. ...Okay. I know how to break out of this.*
*I grimace and start slamming against the wall, testing how firm it is - weaker bubbles like these can break on impact, but some are stronger. My shoulders start to sting from coming into contact with the energy, but I don't mind.*
*oh, that looks painful*
Listen, we don't want to hurt you! We just want to talk, but we can't do that if you're all the way up there, and zipping around constantly! Please come down!
*Ow- that's loud.*
*...So they speak. Hm. "Don't want to hurt me"? They want to talk...? To me?*
*With a little more effort, I manage to rip free of the bubble with a small shockwave, rolling my shoulders and brushing off. I can see them recoil down there - that's not something they've seen before. I'm not something they've seen before. I speak quietly into my earpiece.*
Father, what should I do here?
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
Potentially. I don't believe Ezelli Kress is busy at the moment.
@ezelli-kress Are you currently available? We need you in Mysterium. Now.
I apologize for my delay, Councillor- Oh!
Oh dear...
What do you need me to do? I could try enclosing him in a force field?
That would be ideal, yes.
Alright, I can do that.
*I take a deep breath. I focus as hard as I can to shape the force fields into a sort of ball to enclose the flying elf. He's high up so this is going to require some more concentration. I know he's paused momentarily, but I need to work as fast as I can.*
*What the-*
*I've already shaken off the (weak) telekinetic bind that someone (I assume the brightly colored elves below me) had placed, but now...*
*Oh. I recognize this. Ruy can do this. ...Okay. I know how to break out of this.*
*I grimace and start slamming against the wall, testing how firm it is - weaker bubbles like these can break on impact, but some are stronger. My shoulders start to sting from coming into contact with the energy, but I don't mind.*
hi.
-Renn (@kieran-heslege)
...um...hello- wait a damn minute- Kieran? Is that you?
*flinching slightly - static starts getting loud in my head*
Who? That's...not my name.
...I just wanted to ask you something.
*ankward silent as I look at you as if I were analyzing you and then I speak*
...go on, ask your question.
...Do you think you could get me some plants? We don't have any here in the bases and...Lu was telling me about a few of them, and I'd like to take care of one in my free time. I know you go into the Lost Cities a lot. ...Can you get me a few?
*fidgeting with my tunic a little - I'm not usually this anxious, but I don't like asking people for things*
*I look surprised*...um ok. Stay here I will be back in 3 minutes with plants.
*3 minutes later I arrive with 3 pots of plants*
Here, is that good for you?
*lighting up a little bit and going to take them from you*
Yes. Did you get things to care for them? What varieties are these?
*take out tools to care for them and hand it to you*
UMM...I kind of...took these flowers randomly so I don't really know their variety but I know that the biggest of the plants is a carnivorous plant.
Carnivorous, huh...
*flinching*
...It's...cute. I like this one.
Why did you flinched..? You good? *the plant ate a fly who was passing by I pet the plant like an animal*
Fine. *petting the plant as well*
What's it...like? Out there? Where did you get them anyway?
Stole them from Darek's garden, he gardens when he's stressed, which means every day.
...and what do you mean by out there...?
Darek? Who...?
...and I mean, uhm. Like...outside? In...wherever is outside the bases. I don't really...go out...at all, so I don't know much.
Darek is a councillor, you know the one with who you did a telekinesis match- *think:shit maybe he doesn't remember this*
Oh...um...I don't really go outside but...outside, it's overwhelming luckily there are quiet places where nobody goes and with what I did...I'm not sure people outside will accept me.
Would you like...to know, um...sneak out of one of the bases to hang out with me? I promise I'm very discreet and I'll do everything to make sure no one notices anything.
Yes. And you can tell me things about outside. Where should I meet you?
...I don't know, where do you think the base is? I could hide and wait for you in case something happens to you.
...I don't...know.
...You should just come and grab me tonight. After my evening training session, I'll be by the column with the chipped paint.
*flying around Mysterium - I was told to do some laps and climbs around the buildings (to test my agility/power output) by Lady Vespera. A city like this makes it easier to remain low profile, apparently.*
*As I dart through the streets, I can feel excitement rise in my chest - This is the best part of my week. Flying is not an ability elves have; normally, it's trained telekinetically, but very few have strong enough cores to sustain themselves in the air, let alone move around. But I'm special. This is as natural to me as is breathing.*
*People are looking. I can feel their eyes burning into my skin, but that fire makes me want to go faster. I like the attention a little bit. I like the rush of adrenaline from drops and quick barrel rolls. I like feeling this power, this gift flowing through me, like I'm-*
*...Focus, Renn.*
Stars, that's-... not possible. Certainly a flying elf, but- it could be- hm.
Darek, could you stop them, or slow them, with telekinesis. Are they moving too fast for that?
Or- Emery, do we have a psionipath available at the moment?
...I'm not sure I can do anything without hurting me or myself but I will try.
*uses my telekinesis at full strong force*
*feeling a sudden yank back - What?*
*I turn around, looking for the source of the halt, managing to shake out of it fairly easily. After looking around for a moment, my eyes lay on a group of...12 or so elves, in color-coded attire. Hm. I tilt my head to try and get a better look at them - I'm still very high up.*
hi.
-Renn (@kieran-heslege)
...um...hello- wait a damn minute- Kieran? Is that you?
*flinching slightly - static starts getting loud in my head*
Who? That's...not my name.
...I just wanted to ask you something.
*ankward silent as I look at you as if I were analyzing you and then I speak*
...go on, ask your question.
...Do you think you could get me some plants? We don't have any here in the bases and...Lu was telling me about a few of them, and I'd like to take care of one in my free time. I know you go into the Lost Cities a lot. ...Can you get me a few?
*fidgeting with my tunic a little - I'm not usually this anxious, but I don't like asking people for things*
*I look surprised*...um ok. Stay here I will be back in 3 minutes with plants.
*3 minutes later I arrive with 3 pots of plants*
Here, is that good for you?
*lighting up a little bit and going to take them from you*
Yes. Did you get things to care for them? What varieties are these?
*take out tools to care for them and hand it to you*
UMM...I kind of...took these flowers randomly so I don't really know their variety but I know that the biggest of the plants is a carnivorous plant.
Carnivorous, huh...
*flinching*
...It's...cute. I like this one.
Why did you flinched..? You good? *the plant ate a fly who was passing by I pet the plant like an animal*
Fine. *petting the plant as well*
What's it...like? Out there? Where did you get them anyway?
Stole them from Darek's garden, he gardens when he's stressed, which means every day.
...and what do you mean by out there...?
Darek? Who...?
...and I mean, uhm. Like...outside? In...wherever is outside the bases. I don't really...go out...at all, so I don't know much.
Darek is a councillor, you know the one with who you did a telekinesis match- *think:shit maybe he doesn't remember this*
Oh...um...I don't really go outside but...outside, it's overwhelming luckily there are quiet places where nobody goes and with what I did...I'm not sure people outside will accept me.
Would you like...to know, um...sneak out of one of the bases to hang out with me? I promise I'm very discreet and I'll do everything to make sure no one notices anything.
Yes. And you can tell me things about outside. Where should I meet you?