[2018-10-28 20:29:25] <Odocoileus> Eliza is working in Stephens office on some paperwork. Her radio is attached to her hip since she is on call at the moment.
[2018-10-28 20:32:17] <Hankolijo> Without warning, the radio crackles to life for a solid five seconds before cutting to solid static - and it's rather loud, too.
[2018-10-28 20:33:13] <Odocoileus> She covers her ears for a moment before turning down her volume on her radio. "Fucking feed back.." she grumbles
[2018-10-28 20:34:10] <Hankolijo> The static stops - but it appears that the radio has… tuned into some civilian frequency? It seems to be the final lines of some jingle, ending in a choir singing out 'Good morning Alexandria!"
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[2018-10-28 20:36:11] <Odocoileus> She deadpans and hisses under her breath as she tries to go back to the secure frequency.
[2018-10-28 20:36:57] <Hankolijo> The damn thing seems to be stuck! You can't even seem to be able to turn it off. «…Gooood morning, myyyyy amicos! It's 8 AM on this wondrous Friday morning, and if the clouds outside have you down, don't worry because as always, here to cheer you up is Melko Rewitz!»
[2018-10-28 20:38:15] <Odocoileus> She tries to remove the battery. " I don't have time for this fucking fuck boy shit."
[2018-10-28 20:38:59] <Hankolijo> It's… still going? «I know many of you were quite worried about our lack of broadcasting for the past two weeks, but we here at Radio Alexandria can assure you that it was merely a technical issue, and nothing more! But now we're back on track, and we bring with you the usual news - that Alexandria is the best darn place you could ever hope to live in, and I'm willing to bet my an-»
[2018-10-28 20:39:11] <Hankolijo> Without warning and a good while after the batteries have been taken out, it stops.
[2018-10-28 20:40:43] <Odocoileus> She sighs in the silence and rubs her face. "thank God.."
[2018-10-28 20:41:41] <Hankolijo> There's a few blissful seconds of silence before a tingle runs up your arm, a gentle hum emanating from the device.
[2018-10-28 20:43:36] <Odocoileus> She raises an eyebrow and stares at the radio. "Uh.." she looks over the device and see if there is anything wrong with it
[2018-10-28 20:48:41] <Hankolijo> Perc. or Engi!
[2018-10-28 20:49:40] <Odocoileus> 4df+5 dat engineering
[2018-10-28 20:49:41] <Glacon> Odocoileus: dat engineering: 6 (4df+5=4-, 3+, 3+, 0)
[2018-10-28 20:50:54] <Hankolijo> The lack of batteries would imply there's another power source inside - it's still making sound, and appears to be even delivering a very light shock to your arm as you're holding it, after all.
[2018-10-28 20:52:10] <Odocoileus> She is v frustrated at this point and begins to take this fucker apart.
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[2018-10-28 21:02:55] <Hankolijo> As you snap the fucker open, well. It's almost like that tingle you felt was the shock stored inside the damn thing teasing you - a sharp pain courses through your muscles as it feels as though a bolt of lightning has struck you, though it passes all too quickly for your mind to as much as register the agony - and it's not as though any permanent scars remained on you, but… (Pause!)
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[2018-10-28 21:05:47] <Hankolijo> Everything has gone dark. Very dark. But it doesn't just feel like the lights had gone off or something - you realize you're sitting on a stone floor, likely in a cell of sorts, illuminated only by a small opening in a door on the other side of the room. What you can see is blurry and distorted, like looking through deep water constantly shifting around you. Somewhere outside of the cell you can hear voices, though you can not make out
[2018-10-28 21:05:47] <Hankolijo> words. You find it hard to move - you feel sick to your stomach, and to top it all off your arms and legs are chained up to the ground you're sitting on. You couldn't stand up even if you wanted to.
[2018-10-28 21:06:14] <Hankolijo> But if the change in surroundings wasn't jarring enough, the changer in your wardrobe just might be. Your combat boots aren't exactly combat boots anymore, not by definition: they have been replaced by pastel pink boots, the sides of which end in triangular points reaching all the way to your knees. Your jeans are now entirely black, and feel a bit tighter, though not enough to restrict movement. Rather than a belt, you appear to have
[2018-10-28 21:06:14] <Hankolijo> opted for a series of leather straps crossing over one another around your waist, many of which don't even touch the pants at all - oh, the hassle you must go through to put those on every day. Your shirt matches your shoes quite nicely as it's the same color - maybe a bit brighter - but what makes it quite more noticeable are the wolf head-shaped shoulderpads set on top of it. The golden fur on them seems a whole lot like an actual
[2018-10-28 21:06:14] <Hankolijo> wolf, too - and quite pleasant to the touch. If you're particularly observant, you might also note a slight weight in your hair - and the fact that there appears to be no hair in your face, as a single wolf-shaped hairclip holds it up for you. Finally, you hear something in the back of your mind. 'New Divide'. Almost seems like a name for something - something very familiar.
[2018-10-28 21:06:37] <Hankolijo> Unpause!
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[2018-10-28 21:10:18] <Odocoileus> "what shit fuckery is going on?" She tires to squirm and take in her surroundings. Can she use her hair pin to pick the lock on her chains?
[2018-10-28 21:13:49] <Hankolijo> She could try, though it wouldn't be all that comfortable - or simple. Her sight remains foggy and her head is spinning. Those words keep echoing in her head, too - 'New Divide, New Divide, New Divide'.
[2018-10-28 21:16:38] <Odocoileus> She struggles a bit and tries to focus. "What the fuck is the new divide?" She tries to shake off the spinning room.
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[2018-10-28 21:19:50] <Hankolijo> The effect persists, but you feel something - the moment you said the name out loud… It was as though something had clicked but not to its full extent. You feel like something would happen if you could just remember, if you could focus… The voices outside are close. You hear the sound of a key turning in a lock.
[2018-10-28 21:20:40] <Odocoileus> She shuts up and glares at the door hard.
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[2018-10-28 21:23:56] <Hankolijo> It opens, a person in a black uniform holding it for the person behind them. In steps a woman which might be accurately described as 'amazonian' in stature - her chestnut hair curls down past her bare shoulders and onto her shielded back. She appears to be clad in some sort of armor - classical greek or roman, maybe? Even if Eliza could tell, she couldn't make out its shapes clearly enough, but one might make a comment that her armor
[2018-10-28 21:23:56] <Hankolijo> doesn't seem to be covering nearly enough to be viable. She stops in the doorway, crossing her arms and looking at the chained woman. "Hmph."
[2018-10-28 21:25:52] <Odocoileus> "what do you want sugar tits? You gonna a keep me chained up for ever for some S&M bullshit?"
[2018-10-28 21:28:22] <Hankolijo> The woman snickers, turning her head towards the soldier. "You said she wasn't a wielder, right? It's a wonder she hasn't summoned it yet." "Well, empress, it's just that… Well, she's not a vampire. Is all I know." "…So, a wielder." She spits out and turns to Eliza again. "So, come on. Bring it out."
[2018-10-28 21:29:24] <Odocoileus> "I mean if you ask more politely I'd whip out my dick, but unfortunately I left that at home."
[2018-10-28 21:30:55] <Hankolijo> "Snarky. I like that in a prisoner," she commented. "But don't play dumb, it'll only make things harder. I'm talking about your anchor." With the mention of the word 'anchor', the voices come back in full strength. New Divide, New Divide, New Divide…
[2018-10-28 21:34:29] <Odocoileus> "my anchor?"
[2018-10-28 21:35:16] <Hankolijo> "Yes. Your anchor. Call it." The woman says, stepping closer - but still apparently keeping her distance. "I'd hate to kill you without giving you a chance to show your worth."
[2018-10-28 21:35:25] <Hankolijo> New Divide. New Divide. New Divide.
[2018-10-28 21:36:53] <Odocoileus> "shut up with these voices already they are more obnoxious than a stripper trying to convince herself that she is 'just putting myself through school~"' . She spits in the direction of the woman. "I don't know what the fuck you are talking about so you are shit out of luck."
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[2018-10-28 21:40:02] <Hankolijo> "Tsk. A pity." The woman says before placing one leg forward, her arms raised at her sides like a maniac about to cackle at her evil master plan. "End of an Empire!" she shouts, moments before a series of bronze spears appear to pierce through the ground and walls surrounding Eliza. They stop just before they would stab through her, however - if anything, the things keep her more stable than before.
[2018-10-28 21:40:11] <Hankolijo> "THIS is what an anchor is, child."
[2018-10-28 21:41:55] <Odocoileus> "yeeaaahh… I don't have pretty powers like that sugartits. But sounds like fun, evil empire and all."
[2018-10-28 21:46:02] <Hankolijo> "Is that so?" the woman asks, stepping closer now. She leans down so that her head is on level with Eliza's. "Hm. And you are certainly no vampire. Tell me, what town do you hail from, child?"
[2018-10-28 21:47:54] <Odocoileus> "I come from a small town in Italy." Her blank apathetic face just stares hard over this weird woman.
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[2018-10-28 21:50:54] <Hankolijo> "…That doesn't help, since we ARE in Italy, child." The woman sighs. "Though, I suppose that's the answer that makes the most sense." She says, then reaches out to cup the girl's chin. Resisting might prove difficult - those spears are still rather sharp. "You're quite the puzzle, you know."
[2018-10-28 21:52:42] <Odocoileus> She doesn't resist at all and just stares at her with bored look. "Well, yeah, aren't all women complicated as fuck?"
[2018-10-28 21:56:21] <Hankolijo> "Hah! I like you indee-" the woman blinks. "Oh? Is this it? I hope you don't think you could just trick me like that, considering how easily I could end your existence." She said, scowling at Eliza. Eliza might notice that her vision is getting slightly worse, though her nausea is leaving her - and if she were to look down she'd see her own features fading away.
[2018-10-28 21:58:35] <Odocoileus> She raises an eyebrow as squirms a little. "Trick you?" She snickers. "I have been brutally honest with you this entire time." She shrugs with a small smirk tugging on the corner of her lip
[2018-10-28 22:01:04] <Hankolijo> "Why, I find that hard to- GAAAAAH-" the woman is cut off by a scream as a powerful shock courses through both her body and Eliza's. The same shock Eliza felt from the radio. In a moment, everything turns to white as opposed to the darkness of the dimly lit cell…
[2018-10-28 22:03:21] <Hankolijo> And she's back in Stephen's office, laying on the floor… But she's not alone, as another figure is laying nearby. A tall, muscular man with curly, chestnut brown hair - nude as his nameday at that.
[2018-10-28 22:05:01] <Odocoileus> She rubs her face and groans as she gather herself. "They don't pay me enough for this job…" She then notices the man on the ground and raises an eyebrow. She casually throws a pen at him to see if he stirs
[2018-10-28 22:05:50] <Odocoileus> "hheeeyyy…are you dead?"
[2018-10-28 22:07:34] <Hankolijo> "[Who would dare… son of a whore…]" the man utters in ancient Macedonian before slowly raising up into a sitting position. He turns his head slowly towards the woman and briefly looks her up and down. "English… Very well." He then eyes /himself/ up and down. "While I do not take issue in showing my full features, I assume your culture is not quite as appreciative. Do you happen to have some armor, or a skirt, or… Any cloth?"
[2018-10-28 22:10:01] <Odocoileus> She rolls her eyes and tosses him Stephens red jacket. "Use this for now, but hey I'm not complaining." She hops on up and begins to dig through some cabinets. "Who are you?"
[2018-10-28 22:12:04] <Hankolijo> The man nonchalantly takes the jacket and proceeds to wrap it around his waist to cover his more delicate parts. "Alexander of Macedon. Though, I suppose you'd call me 'The Great'. I'm not a modest man - I shall allow that." He then looks around for a moment longer. "And… Where am I? Or maybe I should ask when?"
[2018-10-28 22:14:40] <Odocoileus> "that's classified for non personnel. Ah! Here they are." She tosses him a pair of sweatpants. "I'm Eliza Angelo btw the way." She scans him a few times, almost as if she is analyzing him.
[2018-10-28 22:17:41] <Hankolijo> "A pleasure to meet you, Eliza of Angelo," he says before looking at the pants judgingly. "How do you… Hrm. I think I'm fine as I am. If things are the same as I saw them before, I suppose I will be taken to containment, yes? And, say, is that Sturbanks girl still around? She was a riot!"
[2018-10-28 22:20:36] <Odocoileus> She facepalms and groans as she takes off her pants. "They are called pants you dolt. You take them off like so." And then she slips them back on showing him how to use them. "And sturbanks girl? Hell if I know I am still trying to wrap my head around what the fuck just happened."
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[2018-10-28 22:23:39] <Hankolijo> Alexander /carefully/ observes the pants demonstration. No, seriously, he needed the demonstration. "Right, right…" he puts them on and frowns. "They're rather.. constricting of… Bah. Nevermind. I assume that I have jumped ahead in time a bit, then. Well, no matter." still shirtless, the man moves towards the door. "Onwards we go, then!"
[2018-10-28 22:26:54] <Odocoileus> "if you do anything stupid while I escort you to containment, I will rip out your front teeth and replace them with your balls." She deadpans as she follows him.
[2018-10-28 22:28:44] <Hankolijo> "A most impressive feat. I would like to observe that sometime. /Observe/, mind you." he comments. It's not long before site security spot the shirtless beefcake and help escort him. Alexander cooperates, apparently just as clueless on how he got there as anyone else.
[2018-10-28 22:29:06] <Hankolijo> Eliza would be fine, but for some reason she couldn't so easily forget that name. New Divide.
[2018-10-28 22:31:21] <Odocoileus> She turns him over to ConSec and waves him off. "If you need anything just ask for Eliza or Stephen." She turns on her heel and walks off definitely over thinking everything, especially New Divide.
[2018-10-28 20:33:36] <Kaeru> Nova is topside, sitting casually with their rifle across a knee where they can raise it easily. They're atop a watchpoint, seeming, surprisingly, not too incredibly bored.
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[2018-10-28 20:35:45] <Hankolijo> Nova might hear a sound - one coming from somewhere damn close to the bottom of the watchpoint. It sounds like something between the sound of TV static and the sound of a running power transmitter.
[2018-10-28 20:39:41] <Kaeru> They flinch slightly at the sudden sound, quiet as it might be. Their eyes narrow a fraction and they try to discern what the sound might be before tapping in to signal they're momentarily off-post and heading over to slide down the ladder to investigate.
[2018-10-28 20:40:50] <Hankolijo> The sound gets louder the further down you go. It's damn loud when you're down all the way, actually - as if you had your ear right up next to a busted radio.
[2018-10-28 20:42:55] <Kaeru> They Don't Like That. They put a hand over an ear on instinct, the other still on their rifle as they survey for a possible source.
[2018-10-28 20:43:23] <Hankolijo> Perception!
[2018-10-28 20:44:07] <Kaeru> 4df+6 looky
[2018-10-28 20:44:08] <Glacon> Kaeru: looky: 5 (4df+6=4-, 4-, 3+, 0)
[2018-10-28 20:45:28] <Hankolijo> The sound is hard to place - it's close, but it almost seems to be coming from all around you. There are no exposed wires or electronics around, either - it just seems like it's originating from the air around you itself.
[2018-10-28 20:49:16] <Kaeru> They take a moment and a deep breath to steady themselves and tune out the grating sound. Then a tiny smirk tugs at the corner of their lips. "Y'know, 's rather rude t' jus' barge in uninvited," they say casually, flatly— perhaps in a tone calmer than they feel, though they're just about the dictionary definition of hard to read.
[2018-10-28 20:52:22] <Hankolijo> …Has the sound gotten closer, or does it just feel like it has? It almost feels like you're surrounded by it on all sides - like being trapped in a sphere of noise and… Something else. Perception one more time!
[2018-10-28 20:52:57] <Kaeru> 4df+6 high-strung nova
[2018-10-28 20:52:57] <Glacon> Kaeru: high-strung nova: 3 (4df+6=4-, 0, 4-, 4-)
[2018-10-28 20:53:02] <Kaeru> ruDe
[2018-10-28 20:54:18] <Hankolijo> No, all seems to be fine, still. Perhaps the noise is no more than something you're imagining? Maybe even a faulty electronic on you - or in you.
[2018-10-28 20:54:27] <Hankolijo> The sound persists, but you can't tell if it's moved at all.
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[2018-10-28 20:58:28] <Kaeru> Them? No, they doubt that. A hand pressed for a moment to their chest dismisses that possibility in their mind. No— something's off. They head towards the door outside to see if the sound really is originating just in that area. Under their breath, something along the lines of 'Atlas, that better not be you.'
[2018-10-28 21:01:28] <Hankolijo> As you move towards the door, you realize you're not moving anywhere at all. You take one step and fall, fall, fall - no resistance, nothing. Just falling. It lasts for no longer than a couple of seconds, but it might feel much longer than that… (Pause!)
[2018-10-28 21:04:29] <Hankolijo> You feel no crash, but somehow you find yourself in the dirt, and it is rather clear that you are no longer in Nevada. The first thing that might tip you off could be the lush greenery all around you - you appear to be in the middle of a decently sized forest, though if you listen closely you might be able to make out the sound of waves crashing against a rocky shore. After all, hearing might be the better option - your vision is
[2018-10-28 21:04:29] <Hankolijo> blurred and uneven, constantly interrupted by colored lines running through it and granting it a blue-green tint. The effect is rather nauseating, and you find it hard to move at all - though the effect doesn't leave you if you simply close your eyes.
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[2018-10-28 21:05:19] <Hankolijo> Even with your vision as messed up as it is, it doesn't take long to tell something ain't quite right in the clothes department. Your button-down shirt appears to have shrunk - while it fits over your shoulders comfortably enough, you doubt you'd be able to close it at the front anymore. Your undershirt, now bright yellow, on the other hand has actually grown - its sleeves have gotten more open as if to accomodate for something, and
[2018-10-28 21:05:19] <Hankolijo> the collar appears to have gotten more loose - you feel like you could hide your head in the shirt like a turle in its shell, if you wanted to. Your jeans haven't changed much, though you could spot yellow accents all over them - the belt around your waist is yellow, your shoes are yellow, and even your gloves are yellow. Yes, gloves - you might not have noticed at first, as they appear to be rather light for what they are on top of
[2018-10-28 21:05:19] <Hankolijo> being the fingerless kind. These clothes clearly aren't yours - yet they feel comfortable, like you've been wearing them your entire life. Beyond that, a thought echoes through your mind - 'Run'. A thought like that should be quite startling, but… It's not. It doesn't feel like a command, no - it feels like… a name?
[2018-10-28 21:06:40] <Hankolijo> Unpause!
[2018-10-28 21:09:32] <Kaeru> Whatever composure they'd had has faltered, shattered as pretense might— they've fallen before. They're noticeably jumpy, focusing in a determined, almost desperate sort of way to try to clear their vision, or at least discern their surroundings through the strangeness. They scramble to their feet and spin to survey.
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[2018-10-28 21:12:33] <Hankolijo> Oh, jeez, spinning like that did not help. You really do feel like you might be sick - but as you turn around, you spot a figure approaching from a path leading further into the woods. You can vaguely make them out with your sight as it is at this distance - they appear tall and rather fit, with what appears to be a long, white labcoat over their shoulders. If your eyes do not deceive you that much, they're blonde and wearing a pair of
[2018-10-28 21:12:33] <Hankolijo> spectacles. The approach you rather casually, hands in their pants' pockets - figures, as they aren't using their coat's sleeves.
[2018-10-28 21:16:19] <Kaeru> They've learned to deal with feelings like this— and though they flinch slightly and lock their jaw, they steady themselves and face the figure. They're wary, relatively calm but ready, knowing they're at a disadvantage and really not liking that very much.
[2018-10-28 21:18:08] <Hankolijo> "So, it appears that it worked. Do not be afraid, but we do not have much time - your presence here is not stable," the figure said. Their voice seems distant, somehow, but it sounds like a man - a young man, most likely. "Can you speak?"
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[2018-10-28 21:21:38] <Kaeru> Their expression is impressively neutral, eyes narrowed a fraction. They hiss a few short phrases in a combination of another few languages and— "Yes, I can speak. N' if we're short on time, buv, y'better start usin' what time y'got t' explain a thing or two."
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[2018-10-28 21:26:57] <Hankolijo> "Fair. For now I will say this - you're in another world. A world which could very well use your help. I brought you here for that very reason." The man explains, before pulling his hand out from his pocket and flicking something small towards Nova. A silver ring with a small red jewel set on top of it - despite Nova's lack of sight and balance, he would actually be able to catch it. It seems the man was confident in that fact, too.
[2018-10-28 21:29:40] <Kaeru> Their hand snaps up to catch it in the air— they don't seem surprised that they were able to do so, though. They don't take their eyes off of him, as impaired as their vision may be. "Keep talkin'," they say flatly.
[2018-10-28 21:32:38] <Hankolijo> "Have your people look into that thing when you get back - it'll help you get here. Report them what happened, and try to be as detailed as you can be. I'll try and help as much as I can from my side." With that, he raises one hand up to his face and appears to adjust his glasses. "Oh, and one more thing - you must be… hearing something, right?"
[2018-10-28 21:32:50] <Hankolijo> Yes, though it was subdued for a while, you can hear it - Run. Run. Run. Run.
[2018-10-28 21:36:00] <Kaeru> At the comment suggesting they'll return here, they narrow their eyes a fraction. "Don't count on it," they reply flatly. "Last new world I got tied t' left a bit of a bad taste." They don't deny hearing something, though.
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[2018-10-28 21:37:51] <Hankolijo> "No doubt. As far as world's go… Yours seems to be fine enough." His hands have returned to his pockets. "But I'll take it as a yes on hearing something. I'm not sure how stable this is going to be… But I want you to focus on that. Focus on it, and say its name. If anything, it might snap you back into your world."
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[2018-10-28 21:43:57] <Kaeru> They seem suspicious, but they know they're out of their element here, to say the least. So they take a breath (one that's far too shallow, as all of their breaths are, subtle enough to not register as movement of their shoulders) and calm themselves. They focus on the echo in their mind and murmur, quietly, a word. It's not 'run', though, exactly— it's 'nihel', the equivalent in the language they're more familiar and comfortable with, more used
[2018-10-28 21:43:57] <Kaeru> to.
[2018-10-28 21:44:53] <Hankolijo> Roll me any INT or EDU stat!
[2018-10-28 21:45:16] <Kaeru> 4df+6 owo
[2018-10-28 21:45:17] <Glacon> Kaeru: owo: 5 (4df+6=0, 4-, 0, 0)
[2018-10-28 21:48:24] → Elisabot joined (sessiK.toboR.dnA.ytuaeB.lacin|hceM#sessiK.toboR.dnA.ytuaeB.lacin|hceM)
[2018-10-28 21:48:36] <Hankolijo> Something happens. All of a sudden, those open sleeves of yours do not feel so empty - not empty at all, as out from them slide a pair of silver and gold revolvers, their cylinders spinning as they drop. No, not drop - they purposefully slide into your hands at that. They feel nigh weightless, like an extension of your own body. No, rather - they must be a part of your body.
[2018-10-28 21:52:33] <Kaeru> They raise their hands slightly to blink at the weapons, a smirk creeping into their expression. They give a small chuckle. "Suck it, Revenant," they say quietly, as though mostly to themselves— "Talk about a one-up." By then, their expression has become a wicked sort of grin. It's— mildly unsettling, perhaps.
[2018-10-28 21:54:44] <Hankolijo> The weapons are shimmering so brightly… No, wait, they're shimmering out of existence! Looking at it again… so are your hands, and the rest of you! "It appears your world is pulling you back. I will try to make your departure a little more pleasant than your arrival," the man says.
[2018-10-28 21:56:04] <Kaeru> Their gaze snaps up to look at him. They seem uncertain for a small moment before simply nodding.
[2018-10-28 21:58:57] <Hankolijo> "Good travels to you, Nova of Delta-4. And may you remember that no fate is truly sealed," the man utters before throwing his arms back. "Gate!" he shouts and a figure dressed in white appears behind him, a massive lock on its chest - the rest of its features too bright and too blurred for Nova to make out. The thing slams its hand into the ground between the two of them…
[2018-10-28 22:02:19] <Hankolijo> The static returns, though very brief - it seems to wrap itself around Nova's form as both the man and 'Gate' had slowed down - stopped moving entirely, even. Then, in a moments notice, it's over… And he's now standing back where he was before at the bottom of the watchpost.
[2018-10-28 22:04:20] <Kaeru> They'd half-raised their hands as if to counter an expected attack— tense, and they don't relax even as the world slows around them. And they flick their gaze quickly around the watchpost, wary.
[2018-10-28 22:04:58] <Hankolijo> The statics is gone. Everything seems to be normal… Save from the ring still in their hands. The thing feels… warm.
[2018-10-28 22:06:24] <Kaeru> They blink at it. Though, holding it in a hand that (as human as it may appear) lacks body heat to a significant degree, they aren't too put-off by it seeming warm. They do think it's a bit odd, though, but they're calm. Maybe too calm— but calm, nonetheless.
[2018-10-28 22:08:05] <Hankolijo> The gem seems to be glowing ever so slightly. It's no ordinary ring for sure.
[2018-10-28 22:13:26] <Kaeru> They know better than to just put it on. They, after a moment of consideration, reach behind them and pull the thin dull yellow ribbon holding their dreads messily up (though many had already fallen to frame their face). They use the ribbon to loop through the ring and tie it around their neck, placing it below their shirt. With a small grumble (they don't like having their hair down), they take a hairband from their pocket and use it to retie
[2018-10-28 22:13:26] <Kaeru> their hair. The tie is messy and doesn't hold as well as the ribbon, but at least it's something.
