My Christmas tree is up. It actually went up a few weeks ago. It's not a REAL Christmas tree. I mean, it's real ENOUGH. It's not IMAGINARY. If you threw it at someone, it'd hit them. But it's made from assorted plastics and stuff. Also it's black. It looks awesome, but lacks that Christmas tree smell. But I don't mind that. My folks have a real Christmas tree up, and that's where Christmas happens anyway, so who cares if my house doesn't smell of pine needles? Not me. Not really.
Not... really...
Anyway, yes, the tree. It's up. The presents are bought. They're not wrapped, but they're bought. Most of them. Okay, I haven't a clue what to get my dad, but he's a dad. He'll be happy with socks. Fathers are simple creatures.
So... tree up. Presents bought. These are things I set aside time to do, because I needed to set aside time. I've been so busy lately that if I hadn't set aside this time, I just wouldn't get around to it. There are loads of things I just didn't have time for, like sending out Christmas cards. I love sending out cards. I try to combine it with answering all the letters from readers, so when I send off a reply, they get a Christmas card too. How lovely! But not this year. Answering all those letters, sending all those cards, would take two days at a minimum, and they are two days I can't afford to take off writing.
The writing is going well, by the way. I've been focussing on short stories these last three weeks, building up quite a collection of new stuff. Each of these stories will be told in a different "voice" than the one you're used to. You'll see what I mean when you read them.
One thing that I haven't decided on yet are the Christmas Skype calls I was planning on making. Essentially, I was going to take an hour one day and just fit as many three-minute Skype calls into that hour as I could. It seemed like a lovely idea at the time, but I'm not so sure anymore. Not everyone who wanted a call would be available on that hour, and so I'd have to field quite a few complaints. Then there'd be the people who'd want a one-on-one chat, when I'd only be comfortable chatting if there were two or more people in the room with you. Basically, my idea would end up causing a whole lot of hassle that I could really do without, so I just don't know.
Okay then, enough jibber-jabber. I have work to do.
Be cool, my Minions.
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We're Starphire :3 Because it sounds so awesome!
(Starphire? Sure.
Mara and I made a blog dedicated to all the ships of blogland, even the stupid ones, even ones that aren't technically ships, for the craic.)
@Lantern: Your sister's awesome. I was going to say 'like you', but everyone is awesome in different ways, so I'll just say "you're awesome, Lantern. :)"
@Adra: *laughs* XD You have my permission.
@Wifey: And I love youuuu! :) *hugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
Starphire is a really beautiful ship name. :) :)
You know, if I were creating the ship name for Arthur and Merlin, I would call it "Arlin", because in my opinion, it's much better than "Merthur."
But oh well. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*Paul shrugs as he starts wrapping his hands in tape*
Paul: Just am.
*Lorcan lets out a breath*
Lorcan: Lexi, be honest. I'm dying aren't I?
(MERTHUR IS BEAUTIFUL)
*She walks up to him* Would it possibly be because you were left here?
Adra; I like that idea :3
Sir! *flyingtackleglomps*
Wifey; I love you toooooo XD
Alexis: no. Not even close, Lorcan.
Greetings, Ms. Hahn, Dark, Iota, Inkbright, Melody, and Kerias.
OH MY GOD
TRAR?
That is the most beautiful blogversary present you could possibly have given me :')
@Wifey: I love you sevennnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! :)
Hi Sir! :)
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(YEah Saph :P
omg
"Flyingtackleglomps"
that was so majestic.
Oh my gosh I hate studying so much I have to study this and study this and then this needs to be done by tomorrow and this needs to be done for next week and the summer tests are coming up in a few months and I need to know everything I did for the Christmas tests plus the new information plus CSPE because we didn't do that for our last exams and my Science teacher will murder me because I didn't fill in everything on the test because I was out sick the day everyone learnt it and that was the day before my Science exam so there was no way I could have learnt it and I keep getting 60, 70, 80% and it isn't good enough because I'm going to fail half my subjects if I don't get 90% in everything and my teachers already hate me and the tests are coming up so soon only May and I don't have enough time and OH GOD
*Paul stops for a second*
Paul: that's none of your business...
Lorcan: Then why do I feel like I'm dying. It's like my mind is just drowning and blacking out.
Adra; Thank you ;) I think flyingtackleglomps might become my new thing.
Wifey; I love you infinityyyyyy <3
Although I should mention that I am also married in real life.
Greetings, Ms. Charm. Remember, deep breaths.
(My opinion is the education system js based on tests, some kids are not good test takers and fail but know how to do things
(*Hugs Mara*
Mara, you can't freak out like this, okay? Listen- you can pass your classes. You're smart enough to, and I know that for a fact. Freaking out won't help you, and you'll only lose confidence that way, yeah?
Please, if you feel insecure, ask your teachers to help tutor you, or ask a friend, or even go somewhere if you need to? Yes, there is a lot of work to be done, but you can do it, I know!
*hugs* Hang in there, you'll be fine)
Shhh *hugs Mara* exams are scary, but it'll be okay. Just do the best you can. They can't ask for more than that.
No, it isn't Paul, but you're obviously very hurt by something. That's the best guess I have
Alexis: i dont know but you arent dying. I'm good with the mind believe me. When this is all over we'll be a proper couple, just hang onto that ok? We could be a family you and I. Whatever is going on we will help you every step of the way.
Paul: how do you know what I've been hurt by? How do you have any idea what's happened to me?
You don't. End of.
"Jane is a very good student, if she is pushed."
WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT WHAT AM I DOING WRONG OH MY GOD I'M PANICKING
[hugs Maralily]
*curls into a ball*
*hyperventilates*
But if I don't panic or freak out then I relax and procrastinate and then I definitely will fail my exams and ugh
*Lorcan takes her hand. She feels how light and weak his grip has become*
Lorcan: I'm so glad you've been here for me.
(Mara relax teachers say weird things! Hell my PE teacher says im 'an active participant' hell i do crap i do the easiest acfivity.
(Mara, you aren't doing anything wrong. The school system is built on a basis of fear, and scares the children by teaching them that they are numbers, and they need to reach numbers, and if you aren't a number, then you aren't worth anything.
You are a good, intelligent girl. I know you are. You are NOT stupid. And you CAN succeed. Perhaps it is just the methods that they're using. Fear. Negative reinforcement of bad grades..
I think you just need a new teaching style.
But really, Mara. You aren't doing anything wrong.)
(Getting anxiety won't help you, Mara. If you have tests coming up, don't try to cram all the information you have into your brain- you'll forget more than you remember. You have to study in increments, and use different techniques. Notecards are very good. Saying things out loud- drawing pictures, anything can help you. You aren't hopeless.)
@Saph: Well, I am married to you BETTER. *glares jealously*
@Mara: :/ *hugs* :)
It's okay. For one thing, employers don't often look at how well you did at school when employing you. For another thing, even at 60%, you're getting most of the test correct. :) For a third - it won't be that hard to remember it, I don't think, if you knew it already and you can just look back at your notes, so um, just focus on what lays ahead? For a third thing, I totally get what you mean about the relax and procrastination thing. *is rather a sufferer of that particular thingymajingy*
#ChaseForBooknine
*hugs Adra*
*hugs Sir*
*hugs Zaf*
*hugs Saph*
*hugs Fabibibibubbles*
I'm sorry I just I was always told to freak out about exams because if you don't you'll fail them I'm sorry I'll go now I'm being annoying I'm sorry
*hugs hugs hugs*
*also hugs Star*
(Who in their right minds would say that? Freaking out isn't good.
Mara-
try notecards.
There's also a website called Quizlet that can help you out a bit.
If you don't know what something is, look it up.
If you're missing notes, read in a book/ as a friend for them.
Get a tutor if you think you need it.
Do not, under ANY circumstances, be swallowed up by the anxiety, okay?
*hugs* You're amazing, Mara, and you can do this. You'll be fine, and grades are just stupid numbers.
(Mara flashcards help, my friend is rank 3 in my class and she uses flashcards and she studies in bits, like she'll do a half hour of Bio and take a break from Bio and look over History then go back to Bio so you can keep yourself from going insane, for Math she takes problems that were done for homework and writes the problem and solves it then checks her work to see how she did, if she didn'g do it right she studies the correct way and takes a different problem and solves it
(Right sorry there for a second, Em.)
No I don't Paul. You're absolutely right.
*Notices that he isn't listening to her and spins him around*
Paul, please, it isn't healthy to keep your hurt bottled up inside of you.
*that was two thirds, sorry.
WHY AM I A TOP SET MATHEMATICIAN.
And also - in our school, they barely move the top set of maths at all. We have people who are better at the subject and really try and really care in sets two and three, like my friend, whose mum has basically had her life planned out for her since she was born, and she has to do well at maths and science and become a doctor whether she likes it or not, but er . . . and then in the top set, we have people who recurringly don't get it and need to ask the teacher/the people around them every lesson, and that doesn't mean they aren't as good as us, it means they aren't as good at maths as us, and they would probably benefit from being in a lower set where things are explained to them at a better pace, but they just stay in the top set.
And it's stupid.
Um . . .
And anyway, that rant proved that teacher and the school system is stupid.
Following on from what Adra said . . . when people have to make me do things, when it's something I have to do, it becomes a thing I don't like. I am very good at forgetting things I don't like, like cliffhangers. I push them to the back of my mind and don't think about them. However, not thinking about a school subject means I don't work at it, and then I end up doing homework last-minute and then I get stressed about that and then more negativity and then more ignoring and . . . I think if I put more effort into changing my mindframe so I liked my subjects, I would do a lot better. XD
Also - my rockclimbing instructor tells us (and he's not the only one) that what you do in school has no real bearing on the rest of your life whatsoever. He says it was just something he had to do for ten years. *shrugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
You don't have to be sorry, Mara. It's natural to be worried. We're just telling you it's okay because while it is natural, it isn't really pleasant, and we do want to make you feel better.
...
I spent the night before the PSAT worrying and actually fell asleep for a moment during the second math section.
(I don't blame you, Fabi. Math's the devil's playground.)
Paul: Well I'm not gonna spill my guts to another stranger that thinks I need to talk.
*He growls before he punches the bag hard, causing it to tear down the side*
Damn!!!
*She blinks* I don't mean to me. A friend of yours, maybe?
Look, my point is is that you'll only feel worse if you keep it to yourself. All I'm asking is, for not only your benefit, but for the people around you, that you talk to someone about it.
Alexis: *kisses his cheek* Oh Lorcan...I will always be here
Listen to Adra. :)
@Lantern: *laughs* *hugs* You're awesome. :)
@Mara: If wetry to help you out, we'll get better at helping people out (gradually, you know), so we'll benefit, and also because we'll be able to help you out better you'll benefit. :)
And - if you fail, it is NOT the end of the world. For one thing, you can retake exams. For another thing, it doesn't matter in the overall scheme of things. For a third thing, like Adra says, it is just a number. You are a person, Mara. You're another number that isn't equal to anyone else, because you're utterly unique and special, and you have many positives.
My friend's music teacher's nephew just messed around in school and did really badly and failed most of his exams, but my friend's teacher and her sister always knew that if he ever went in for a job interview, he would get it, because he was so good with people. And he went in for his first job interview, and won a place out of millions of people.
This isn't me saying you need people skills. People skills are good, but so are other skills. Like, Sherlock has absolutely AWFUL people skills, and he's one of the most intelligent people in the whole world.
(And he doesn't exist, but let's ignore that.)
My point is . . . there are lots of different skill sets. The academic ones aren't the most important. :) :)
#ChaseForBooknine
And I should go to sleep soon.
*mutters in annoyance*
Stupid school.
Tomorrow I have RS, as well. Urgh.
And the day after I have IT and Games.
But the day after that, I don't have anything that stands out as being bad.
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! *dances*
*leaves to go and procrastinate going to sleep*
#ChaseForBookNine
*Paul clenches his jaw, prime to say something else but bites his tongue*
Paul: Just make sure Lorcan is okay.
*Lorcan tries to lift his arm to stroke her hair but he just can't. It falls back down. She can barely feel his thumb as it rubs the back of her hand*
Lorcan: I love you Lexi.
Good night, Ms. Inkbright. Sleep well.
(Night Star! See you in twenty minutes! *hugs*)
*Her face softens* Of course, Paul. Just... Look after yourself, alright?
[hugs Star]
Night!
Wbd, playing Wii.
The snake likes me! It lets me pick it up now! :D
Hello?
Greetings, Mr. Fletcher.
Hello Sir
(Hallo, Ed!)
Alexis: I love you too, Lorcan. *smiles just feeling his thumb barely*
Hello Adra
(Hey Ed)
*Elizabeth comes up to Adra*
Elizabeth: Adra, Lara is worried about Lorcan. She says that he is extremely weak and is constantly asking for water.
Have you given him water?
Hello Em
(Did you unlock his wolf or are you still in his head?)
Elizabeth: Yes he's gone through about 3 jugs since he woke up.
(2 hour delay!
*Frowns* The silver must be absorbing it... However, I don't know if it's good or bad.
*Glances back at Paul, then Elizabeth* I'll see him.
*Quickly leaves the room*
Hello Zaf
(Hello
*wanders the halls of Camp Wolf, considering Lorcan's predicament.
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Greetings Castalan
* *
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Greetings, Mr. Castalan.
Herrow all!
#ChaseForBook9
(Hey Trip!)
*Lorcan tries to sit up, but he just can't lift himself*
Lorcan: I need some more water babe...
Alexis: *gets the water and gives it to him* (brb dinner
*She runs in* Lorcan!
*Grabs the water from him*
Lorcan: Adra, what the hell?! I'm thirsty...
*Wanders round corridors looking for canteen*
I have a theory that the water only feeds the silver. You've had a lot already. We can't be certain.
(ALSO
YO
FRIENDS
I posted to my new Past to Present blog, which is basically going to be a huge collection of stories about Adra that I just made a new blog for because I exploit Nameless WAY too much.
So
I would really appreciate it if you could check it out!)
Lorcan: Bullshit Adra, give me the damn water.
Lorcan, you've had three gallons since you woke up. Normal body functions would have gotten to work by now. The water has to be going somewhere.
*Lorcan tries to sit up again but his arms just give out from under him*
*Sighs* I'm sorry. We'll have to hook you up to the IV. But you can't have the water. It's feeding into the silver.
*in Adra's mind* Is there any chance you've rebuilt the room you used to trap me months ago?
#ChaseForBook9
((It would appear I've forgotten to say hello. Hello, everyone. My apologies for entering so abruptly.))
#ChaseForBook9
Hello Niccolo
*Jumps* Ah Jesus, look whose here.
I haven't yet, but I assume you need it like, now? I have a temporary one that can hold for a few hours back at the lab. If you need it straightaway, that will be your best bet while I make a stronger one.
Greetings, Mr. Croatoan.
Fabi walks along the edge of what was a railroad track but is now completely overgrown. She comes to a bridge and climbs up, sitting on the edge. She throws a twig into the water and thinks.
(Hey Nic....did you...never mind you're with Adra....
(Yes. Hallo!
Is Trip still lingering?)
*The twig jumps out of the water and curls up in Fabi's hair*
I REALISED -
I CAN PREVENT THE SUICIDE.
If I bring new characters into play . . . they could shift many things and entirely change the outcome! *bounces*
Hunter's admitting that I'm actually quite intelligent. Very occasionally. Not often. XD
The addition of one person can change so much. :)
Damn, I should reference to this in the future. XD
*uses it to point out to Hunter and Ez how much one oerson can change things and HOW MHCH THEY COULD CHANGE BY STAYING ALIVE*
You must have all seen those books where there are two dimensions that are the same up until -
WAIT.
KOTW IS ONE OF THOSE BOOKS.
Anyway, in KOTW, the two dimensions are utterly different after a few hundred years. And why? Because of Skulduggery. ONE PERSON.
ONE PERSON CAUSED THAT DIFFERENCE.
ONE PERSON DID ALL THAT.
*cheerily floats off to find some more characters*
Hunter and Ez: *glaring at me in annoyance* *kind of impressed* *but still annoyed*
#ChaseForBookNine
((Actually, I'm not, I've only communicated with her mentally. You are most welcome to ask me whatever you like. My copy is merely attempting to gather as many resources in his advantage as he can.))
*in Adra's mind* I have no need of anything immediately, but thank you for your offer.
#ChaseForBook9
((Do you want me to move my characters out of your lab so they're not in the way?))
[Fabi blinks, then pulls out a mirror, trying to look at the thing in her hair]
((What?))
((Congratulations, Star. Aretha has occasionally altered her plots by the addition of new characters as well. The impact that one person can have on the world around them is quite remarkable.))
#ChaseForBook9
Also -
The Empress Lady Adrasdos Dark, Flower Princess said....
(Night Star! See you in twenty minutes!*hugs*)
---
*facepalm* *laughs* *hugs*
*leaves*
(Although, part of my doesn't want to stop the suicide. It was rather beautiful, in a way.
And that's partially what made it so sad.
(I wanted to talk/plan with you but I guess I should wait until after you finish with her. As...your copy lectured me last time i tried mentally
*Lorcan lies down and tries to sleep off his thirst. But as he's going to sleep, he subconsciously makes the same strangled sound as the corpse in his mind did*
((Congratulations, Star.))
(YAY STAR! I'm so pleased for you! *hugshugshugs*
No, that isn't needed, Fabi! The lab is a lot bigger than everyone seems to realize...)
*The branch smiles down at Fabi*
-
*Adra nods* Right then. Stay safe, will you?
@Niccolo: I KNOW.
THANK YOU.
I LOVE YOU.
I'M SO HAPPY.
*leaves*
*hopefully*
*probavly not*
Hunter and Ez: *look at each other and roll their eyes*
*Adra freezes, the sound sore to her ears* *Her heart turns cold, and she walks from the room, deep in thought*
(:P Star!!!)
Alexis: *gently shushes him*
((Alright.))
...
[Fabi looks confused and glances around, wondering if it's some sort of trap]
[Or a hallucination]
*There's a faint mewling from behind Fabi*
*A little kitten rolls down the hill, looking scruffed*
*The kitten stops rolling next to Fabi, helpless*
ALSO -
Simply by trying to help people out, you could alter their outcome. Save their life. You could be the new character.
And so maybe I don't want to live alone and be an outcast from society. Because that's entirely selfish and not helping anyone but me.
*nods*
#ChaseForBookNine
((I've already finished now. The copy did assume you would attempt to make contact with him again, and has planned accordingly. Of course, he did lecture you the last time you attempted to contact him mentally, and would likely do so again. So, to repeat Aretha, do whatever it is you would have done, had I told you nothing.
Sleep well, Star.))
#ChaseForBook9
[Fabi scoops up the kitten before it can fall into the water]
Where did you come from?
((There are many things you could do in isolation that would still positively impact the world.))
#ChaseForBook9
(*Huggles Star*)
*The kitten mewls again, and nuzzles Fabi's hand. It's foot is bleeding*
(Drat. I do believe Trip left... Grr.)
(Alright)
*braces self for a lecture* Nic? Uh could we talk? And yes I know, you'll tell me off for mentaly communicating.
*emerges, seemingly out of nowhere, close to Zafira* *growls* How many times do I need to tell you to shut up?! I've been following you. You could have just called. Out loud. Like a proper human being.
((Yes, it would appear that he has.))
#ChaseForBook9
Elizabeth: Adra are you okay? you look like you've seen a ghost.
[Fabi reaches in her wallet and pulls out a first aid kit]
[She dabs at some of the blood with a damp towel, and looks at the foot closer checking for a splinter or a thorn or something.]
((Msd for a bit))
(I am here.
Kinda.)
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((Hello, Trip.))
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Lovely. Can you give me a hint? And I am not the mind reader here. Look, brilliant idea! Why don't we make a temporary mental link? That way we can communicate if you aren't following me? I'm capable of handling it, if you are.
(*hugs* You aren't dead!
That's good? I hope you're alright?)
*Blinks* *Shakes her head, smiling* I'm grand, Madame. Grand.
-
*The kitten mewls more* *There is a small cut in it's foot*
Elizabeth: How is Lorcan doing? Lara is worried about his strength.
He's ahh... *waves her hand around, trying to find the word* He's... Just, don't give him water. Now, if you don't mind, I think I need to lie down- I'm not feeling too well again.
*laughs for a few seconds, cold and insincere* What, you poking around inside my head? Definitely not. But here's a question- you're a Grand Mage. What resources do you have at your disposal? Binding instruments, magical artifacts- anything that might be useful.
#ChaseForBook9
*pops up*
Like a gremlin?
#ChaseForBook9
It's gonna be okay, kitty. [Presses the towel against the cut gently]
[Doesn't know what else to do, because a band-aid would stick to the kitty's fur and probably hurt more than the cut]
Nic, for god's sake, Alexis made a link only allowing each other to hear specific thoughts. And they say you stole the names of genius Sensitives. Anyhow, I have a lot. I do have people who could lure a trap and create binding sigils in a specific area, to catch and trap War without killing and I have people willing to go after him and die trying. So, what do you believe is best?
Like a what?
-
*The kitty nips at Fabi hungrily*
Certainly, but how strong are their traps? Keep in mind he carries 48 knives at all times, many of which have been specifically enchanted to break binds.
#ChaseForBook9
A gremlin.
#ChaseForBook9
Strong enough to hold a person who knows their true name. Probably able to hold Alastair.
What.... what is it like?
*Shakes her head, confused*
Hey, I'm not food! [Laughs]
[Searches in wallet]
[Finds a turkey sandwich]
[Pulls out a bit of turkey and offers it to the kitten uncertainly]
*Lara goes into Lorcan's room. She smiles at Lexi as she gently wakes him up*
Lara: Come on Lorcan, I need to just do one last test and then you can sleep.
*Lorcan wakes up and tries to sit. Lara helps him to the edge of the bed. She then hands him a small red ball*
Lara: Just squeeze that as hard as you can for 10 seconds.
*Lorcan does the task. He doesn't do it as hard as expect, he barely squeezes the ball. Suddenly he makes that strange strangled noise again and throws up silver coloured vomit all over himself*
Don't give Lorcan water, don't give gremlins water...
I don't k ow, I was just trying to enter the conversation.
#ChaseFoeBook9
Alexis: oh my god....
*The kitten begins to lick the turkey, then nibble on it*
-
Uh... Right. I haven't really seen anything about a gremlin, so I don't exactly know what they are. *winces* sorry.
But, er... I shan't be staying long... I really need to go rest before my body forces me to, so... *nods to the two, moving back towards the rooms*
Well.
That was awkward.
And so is this.
#ChassForBook9
Sorry...
*Walks into the room, and stumbles, her stomach beginning to twist*
*Holds onto the wall, breathing heavily and slowly*
*Lara runs to get Elizabeth*
Lara: BETH!!!! It's Lorcan, something's wrong.
*They both enter as Lara places a bucket under him as he throws up more as Elizabeth rubs his back*
Lara: Here comes all that water back up eh Lorcan?
*He makes that strangled sound again, trying to talk*
*sighs, irritated* No, it's not- oh, never mind. How would such a trap be made? With symbols, or by some other method?
#ChaseForBook9
Alexis: Oh my god....*looks at the two women* Miss Elizabeth, with your permission, may I show you and Miss Lara something through my memories?
Elizabeth: Yes Alexis, of course you can.
*Shakes her head* Oh god... *Bursts from the room and to the restroom across the hall, and empties the contents of her stomach into the trashbin*
Symbols. And someone, not you, is going to have to be bait. Someone who War would want dead or to mess with. Someone powerful. That will probably end up dead. If we can lure him in and allow the sigils to activate the second he enters, it could work.
Alexis: *the image of the silver lake appears in the minds of Lara and Elizabeth, then the corpse coming out then into the water, the scene shifts to the treehouse, where the corpse makes the strangled cry again, and fur falls off Tate. Then it ends* That is what I saw.
It's far too early to consider the planning- although I'll tell you right now that if you want bait, you'll either need an entire army, an entire city, a truckload of small children, or either myself or Aretha. He wants her name and he wants me dead. Aside from that he wouldn't go for an individual. Too boring. In any case- where would the sigils be?
#ChaseForBook9
*Elizabeth stumbles back, panting hard*
Elizabeth: Oh my god... We need to find some of way of getting that silver out of him.
There's a room...in the lab I believe, that we used against Alastair. And...I know someone he would like name wise...probably you would too to be honest. His name is Jay, his magic is simply if he touches you he causes you extreme pain and he can redirect it to any part of his body too...but I'm going off topic, apologies. We could try a room like that, I'm sure through Alastair you remember it.
Alexis: I was thinking, its in his mind, is it a mental problem? I'm thinking we need to possibly try to drain that lake so to speak.
*She slides down the wall, her stomach still churning, her eyes teared*
*She lays down against the cool floor*
[Smiles at the kitty]
((Moss: [Postpones evil plans she had for Fabi because she doesn't want the kitty to get hurt] ))
((Also distant, watching the Celtic Woman DVD I got for Christmas))
*The kitty gently bites Fabi again, and wiggles until it is nestled under her hand*
[Gently scratches the kitty behind the ears and wonders if it belongs somewhere]
*The kitten begins to purr, then nuzzle Fabi lovingly*
*Stumbles to her feet, and hits a portal, stumbling through to her lab*
*Grabs a table to stop her stumble, her stomach turning over again and again as she moves for her medicine cabinet*
[Smiles]
Elizabeth: It's not just a mental problem sweetie, its mental and physical. His scars are silver as well from when he got shot and the silver has to take over the mind because his wolf resides in there.
*Then the kitten bites Fabi, sharply*
*It begins to wiggle around*
Alexis: oh....
[Moves the kitty off the bridge and away from the water and sets it down]
*The kitten hobbles around, then falls on it's side*
*Mewls*
*Finds a couple herbs and potions, quickly mixing them together, feeling quite nauseous*
*She looks pale*
*Trudges over to a room, pulling out a sigil pen and a few chalks, beginning to draw*
[Checks the kitty for injuries again]
[Looks around, wondering if its mother is nearby]
*The kitten gets up, and tries to walk, but it rounds up to be a wobble-ish move*
(Hmm they disappeared
Ole
Well, it is late over there, Zaf. They might've fallen asleep, you know.
I want to dedicate to Ez and Hunter, to Sherlock (Any adaptation of the character will do), and to eating.
*raises glass*
Ole
((Apologies for vanishing. I've returned now.))
#ChaseForBook9
[Frowns slightly, not sure whether she should try to help, or how]
((Lovely dedication.))
#ChaseForBook9
(Hey Nic I still here)
(Welcome back!)
*She tries to get as much done, struggling to keep herself on her feet as she covers the room with sigils and symbols, a large one in the center, and one on the ceiling*
*The cat goes back to Fabi, licks her foot, then tries to walk back for the woods, mewling*
(Thank)
*She huffs* No knives this time... *Wobbles around the room, and calls on the floor, curling up, and trying to think about anything but getting sick*
Of course I remember it. You- *sighs irritatedly again* You know, you really don't make any sense. Ever. Anyway, the room was in a library, and if you recall, it collapsed. I destroyed it. And if I made another room, War might be able to escape by destroying the sigils with knives. The ideal trap for someone like him would be one that redirects any magic he uses back towards him, like what happened in the room where you trapped me when the sigils malfunctioned. But in either case we would have to ensure that the sigils were protected, either by people or some sort of blockade.
#ChaseForBook9
Rook: Effie, I found her. [Carries an unconscious Liz back into the room]
Effie: What happened to her?
Rook: Near as I can tell, she's just asleep, but there's always a risk Faeris did something,
Effie: Yeah, why did you call her, anyway?
Rook: Because she could help. Also, she owed Charon a favor.
Effie: Huh. Well, if she did anything to my friend, I'll kill her,
Rook: I'll join you in that. [Sets Liz on an empty sofa] Could you do me a favor?
Effie: Depends.
Rook: [Takes that as a yes] If I collapse, make sure I don't hit my head. [Begins pouring energy into Liz]
((Hear hear!))
[Follows the kitty at a distance, not wanting to interfere too much, but wanting to make sure it gets home safely]
*The kitty gets back to a few other kittens, all nestled in a little hole with it's mother and father kitten*
*They cuddle together*
Alright. Then we need to figure out what would block War, I haven't any idea, and technically he is your name. And don't get annoyed with me, I was thinking and talk aloud sometimes. Look, it could be possible to just try to recreate that sort of room.
[Smiles and walks slowly away]
((MageBay. I remember that! XD))
*Adra carefully sips another potion, rolling onto her back, blinking lots of times*
*She gets up and bolts towards the nearest bin- which is a few doors down*
*The mother kitten meows after Fabi*
[Looks back]
((MageBay created such an interesting effect on that room. It was a pleasure to work with.))
#ChaseForBook9
(Omg...MageBay)
*The mother cat bows it's head, of a sort*
_
*When Adra's finished, she stumbles back to the room* *To herself* I honestly don't even know where that all comes from, I've barely eaten a thing...
*She falls on the floor, drawing more binding symbols*
If you try to tell me off every time I'm annoyed with you, we're never getting anywhere. As I said, we could use people, or potentially construct an inner wall within the sigil covered walls, however a second wall may interfere with the potency of the sigils.
#ChaseForBook9
*She begins to ponder*
A tarp? No, there might be a possibility of a hit.
Rock? No, not that either...
*Frowns*
No, we need something..
Speaking of MageBay- here's an idea. We could attempt to obtain a grenade that splatters paint onto anyone nearby, and binds their magic until all the paint has been removed. That, combined with whatever circle Adra trapped me in before, would likely do to hold him in place for quite some time.
#ChaseForBook9
So we use people. Would Cleavers work? I'm not sending people to die unless I have absolutly no choice. I hope you understand.
Olivia: *has been hiding behind a couch listening to the adults*
Or we could do that....brilliant idea, Nic.
((Would the symbols have to be carved, or could you paint them in something that wouldn't show, perhaps?))
[Smiles at the mother cat and disappears into the woods]
((Sounds awesome))
*Closes her eyes?
Water? *Shakes her head* No, too... Ah, obstructing.
Earth? No... Air? Rubbish.
*Thinks*
Fire might work... Fuel the energy of the sigils, so in the event that they are obstructed, we have an automatic reboot?
That could work.
But why not simply glass?
*Thinks, rubbing the sides of her head* Oh gods, I can't think now..
Double sided?
No
Better than glass. Mirror.
((The Grenaidbow? I had forgotten about this.))
*The cats mewl, and curl up*
_
*Grabs the pen and begins to etch the sigils into the walls, one hand on the wall to keep her balance*
☂IS MYCROFT GOING TO DIE☂
(Shhh! Spoilers! I'm watching the ep right now!)
I would not have suggested it otherwise.
((That would be rather brilliant if I had heard it, Moss. I hold that people ought to heed your advice far more often.))
#ChaseForBook9
☂Nononono you don't get it from the episode☂
☂Also HI ARI! I'M SO GLAD TO SEE YOU :D☂
We need to get it. And lure him.
Olivia: *speaks from behind Nic* Is War attracted to kids like me? Cause I could do t.
☂It's just that Tumblr's buzzing about it and I'm falling over myself trying to find out, because if he dies I WILL SMACK SOMEBODY☂
*She huffs, breathing out heavily*
No... Why take a reflecting mirror, when you can simply have a reflecting symbol?
*Frowns, thinking on it*
It might not work. If only a blindfold.
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