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Three Pillars: Second Chance

Session 22

The Flaming One

Sara: It is late. You have been preparing for your flight to the Vatican all day.

Matthew Hammer

*Yawn*

The Flaming One

You have exhasted your resources here in France. There are no more clues to the mentioned town or anything else you have found in the journal. You hope the Church records will be more forthcoming.

Matthew Hammer

At least a better chance there.

The Flaming One

George has regained some stability since the "accident." You have had him take over your friends duties of managing the day-to-day arrangements of your work so you can focus on the important things. The uniformity probably comforts him.

The Flaming One

Any last minute arrangements before retiring?

Matthew Hammer

Tickets, currency, visa, ?

The Flaming One

All arranged.

Matthew Hammer

Am I meeting anyone there?

The Flaming One

A contact the Order has arranged. A Domnican friar with some access to the records.

Matthew Hammer

Excellent. If George is all prepared, I think I'm ready to hit the hay.

The Flaming One

You sleep.

The Flaming One

You dreams are not refreshing. You recall the devestation of the fateful day at the dig. The spiritual storm all around. The madness and blood.

Matthew Hammer

Sara tosses and turns.

The Flaming One

Dina is there, dressed in funeral black. She is paler then you remember. There seem to be blotches under her skin that occasionally... move.

Matthew Hammer

What are they?

The Flaming One

Dream Dina: "I donnae what y'think y'll find. lass. The Twister comes already."

The Flaming One

You try to see what the marks are. Darks patches, the squirm if you try to examine them. They only seem to stay still when you do not look at them.

Matthew Hammer

"The Twister comes, but something might still be done."

The Flaming One

She looks down at her feet. "He thought so too, and it dinna help 'im."

Matthew Hammer

Sara follows her eyes downward.

The Flaming One

Szyminski is layed out before you, as if awaiting a funeral procession. In his hand is an old, worn text. You is similiar to the diary.

Matthew Hammer

Sara bends down an lays a hand on him.

The Flaming One

The body is cold to the touch. As you do so, its shudders a moment, and its left arm falls off at the shoulder.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

[private]I always walk in at the worst moment...

Matthew Hammer

Sara flinched back. Then reaches tentitively forward and grasps the text.

The Flaming One

[private to Justin Robinson-Prickett] :)

The Flaming One

The book burns your hand as your grasp it.

Matthew Hammer

Sara immediatly tosses it away and clenched her hands to herself.

The Flaming One

The book lands, fliiped open to a random page. As the book burst into flames, you can read three names: Mateusz, Krzysztof, and Mikoji. This is is nothing but ashes.

The Flaming One

(Ahem: *Then it* is nothing but ashes)

Matthew Hammer

Sara looks back to Szminski, and then up at Dina. (donna worry lad, I knew)

The Flaming One

Dina is not there. Instead, it is the woman in black hair you say before. She wears the same clothes Dina did. She looks at you, darkness in her eyes.

Matthew Hammer

Sara steps back, "Who are you?"

The Flaming One

The woman says nothing. Instead, she bends down to the corpse and starts... eating it.

Matthew Hammer

Sara brings her hand to her mouth, and backs furthur away.

The Flaming One

As you do so, you trip. You start to fall, backwards into darkness when.... you wake up to the sound of the alarm.

Matthew Hammer

She jolts upright, and her hand comes down on the alarm.

The Flaming One

I assume you continue with your plans as usual?

Matthew Hammer

She checks on George, and then yes.

The Flaming One

George seems fine. When you ask, he says he slept well.

Matthew Hammer

At least that's good. Sara heads off for a shower and whatever last minute packing is needed.

The Flaming One

The flight is uneventful, except for the slight turbulance flying over the Alps. You are soon safe on the ground in the Rome airport. Customs takes some time, and there are some annoying questions stemming from your French incarceration, but everything is soon settled and you are free in the city.

Matthew Hammer

Excellent. I would like to take a somewhat scenic route on our way to meet my contact.

The Flaming One

The ruins of Rome are a constant reminder of the vast passage of time. George seems to bit interested in them, the first he has seemed since that fateful day. His recovery is progressing.

The Flaming One

Your designated meeting place is in a villa outside of the Vatican itself. It is owned by the Domnicans and used as offices or some such.

Matthew Hammer

Eventually we'll cut our sightseeing short and make our way to the villa.

The Flaming One

It is an unassuming place and well maintained. Father Antonio is waiting for you when you arrive.

Matthew Hammer

Sara approches and smiles, 'Father Antonio, it is good to see you. I can't thank you enough for agreeing to help me."

The Flaming One

Antonio. "It is of no consequence. I am always glad to assist a friend and collegue." He leads you to a table in the shade of a grove of olive trees. He looks at you expectantly. "Now, what research has brought you here on this occasion?"

Matthew Hammer

"Actually it involves something that I found in Southern France. There was a Polish monk who was buried at an Abbey there. I'm trying to tracer him back to his origin Poland, and was hoping there might be records here that might give me a lead. Some of the records at the Abbey had been destroyed so they didn't lead me as far as I might have hoped."

The Flaming One

"Can you give me some dates that can narrow down the record search?"

Matthew Hammer

He seems to have arrived at the Abbey sometime in the fifteenth century, after his home village was destroyed in some unspecified disaster. I have the monk's name, Mateusz, as well as his travelling companion and village. I'm hoping that might be enough to get started."

The Flaming One

Antonio takes the information from you. "I can consult our records. However, they have not been converted to such new age tools are you are used to. You may have to wait for some time: a day, or two."

Matthew Hammer

"Of course. Is there anything I can do to help?"

The Flaming One

Antonio stands. "If we have any questions, we shall contact you Dr. Brin. No, enjoy your stay in the city. Please."

Matthew Hammer

Sara stands as well, "Well, thank you again."

The Flaming One

The friar leads you out.

The Flaming One

What do you plan to do w/ your time?

Matthew Hammer

I think it's time for George and I to go find our hotel. Then perhaps catch some local culture for the rest of the day. After that Sara is going to get antsy without doing some research herself, so she will try to find some archives that would be open to the public, and see what she can do.

The Flaming One

You manage to get a hotel in the business section. Noticing George's interest later, you pay for one of those walking tour things, though you are familiar w/ all the stops. When you return to your hotel later that night, there is no message waiting for you.

The Flaming One

By the morning, there is still no news. You decide to poke around and one of the collections at a University you know nearby. It has some Church records, perhaps they could be useful.

Matthew Hammer

Perfect.

The Flaming One

What are you looking for (so I can determine diff)?

Matthew Hammer

Actually I'm going to look after some names in association with the Polish church at arounf 1500, Krzysztof, and Mikoji. and of course Mateusz.

The Flaming One

Int+Research, diff 8. You can roll up to three times, but if you fail a roll, diff increases by one and if botch, no dice. Tell me how many successes.

Matthew Hammer

Acedemics good, seeing as research is no longer a skill?

The Flaming One

Ahah, you got me. Roll, baby.

Matthew Hammer

Would this fall under the purview of History?

The Flaming One

No, cause you are looking stuff up as apposed to understanding it.

Matthew Hammer

Cool.

1 10;

4 8's & a 9;

and 8,9,1

 

seven total?

The Flaming One

Thats enough...

The Flaming One

These records seem to be various logs of unresolved issues. A Vatican X-Files if you will. You find one note about a young priest names Nicholaus sent into the hinterland to a village called Netskovo on reports of the previous priest dying of the plauge. This priest never returned.

The Flaming One

What is interesting, is that this is about the time of the Twisted Monk's reports, and the Polish version of those names are Mikoji and Nitkowo respectively.

Matthew Hammer

Mikoji is whom now?

The Flaming One

Nicholaus (latin) is Mikoji (Polish)

Matthew Hammer

that's what I said. Mikowhy. Gotcha.

Matthew Hammer

Does it go into anything about the town?

The Flaming One

It only hints that is was north of Parga (Prauge) in the northern Carpatians, but not much more. The only unsual note was that they sent a mercanary guard that has been assigned to the church. Not to unusual, but this one has been part of various Inquisitions and supposed witch-huntings. An odd escort for a priest.

Matthew Hammer

Does it give the name of the old priest who died of the plauge? Does it give any names of the escort? I also have the name Lech floating about.

The Flaming One

The priest's name was not metioned; it was probably not given. The name Lech is associated with the claimant. The escort's name seems to have been lost to time.

The Flaming One

Matt?

Matthew Hammer

Well, I do at least have the date now. The town name and Lech together makes it seem likely. Interesting that they were actually here at the Vatican. And the fact that my dream seems to also be linked here is disturbing.

Matthew Hammer

<writing>

The Flaming One

What now, kemosabe?

Matthew Hammer

Just from a cursory search, do these files have anything else about that region that stands out?

Matthew Hammer

<was still writing>

Matthew Hammer

<done now for the moment>

The Flaming One

Nothing known about the region except that it was not too far north of Prague, so it was probably mountainous.

The Flaming One

(Anyone hearing random music coming out of there speakers besides me?)

Penny Gronbeck

(I'm getting random house sounds, from other people's houses.)

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Mexican music

The Flaming One

(You have a mic attached to your machine, Penny?)

Penny Gronbeck

(no.)

The Flaming One

(Well, it doesn't last long enough for me to id it. Its lousy reception, whatever it is). Back to Matt...

Matthew Hammer

I'm wondering if I could find some city chronicles of the time, or even the sort that powerful people would have done for their posterity. I'd like to see if I could find out anything that ties in to this mercenary, the claimant, or the priest. Might be able to find something that might indicate why the guard was sent so far away.

Matthew Hammer

<and I don't get any sound. I feel left out or something>

The Flaming One

YOu can look for that in the general archives.

The Flaming One

Int+Aca, diff 8 again, but only one roll this time, its getting late your time.

The Flaming One

(The music has a female singer.. Doesn't sound Mexican)

Penny Gronbeck

(I'm playing Lamb...)

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Boingo

The Flaming One

(Means nothing to me, Penny)

Penny Gronbeck

(well, it's a female singer, and she's not mexican....)

Matthew Hammer

10,10,10,9,9,8,2,1,1,1

Matthew Hammer

They were even separated in position on the table here..

The Flaming One

Sara: You look for records that may tie to the escort. You however do not find anything of use. THere are some metions of a person taht might fit the description, but they are always unnamed for some reason. Bizzare.

The Flaming One

Sara: It is getting late, however. You should probably return to your hotel.

Matthew Hammer

She does that.

The Flaming One

When you return, you find a stack of papers waiting. It is from Father Antionio.

Matthew Hammer

Magnificent.

Matthew Hammer

Sara starts looking at them immediately. What are they?

The Flaming One

When you go through them, you discover that they do not have any records matching exactly what you are looking for. But there is a mention of a Matthew (latinized version of the name Mateusz) and a Nitkowo, but a few centuries ealier. Antonio finds this guite strange, but forwarded it anyway. Apparantly, this Matthew was staying in the northern section of the Holy Roman Empire (parts of Germany) and was called away from there. Antonio points that there may be more information in records up there.

Matthew Hammer

Well, it's a lead. Does it say where in the Empire? A city or monastery?

The Flaming One

A monastery near what is now Frankfurt.

Matthew Hammer

Well, despite what I told Antonio that might be the right time period. And even if not, it might be a lead towards Nitkowo.

Was there anything else that he found in the archives.

The Flaming One

There are several other Matthews and Nicholaus' mentioned, but only that one seems to match. Apparently, he did not have access to or overlooked the lead you found today.

The Flaming One

(Now the music sounds a bit techno/industrial)

Penny Gronbeck

(it might be me. i dunno.)

Matthew Hammer

He also wasn't looking for all the same names.

Matthew Hammer

I take it that it is late by now?

The Flaming One

Yup.

The Flaming One

And, unless you have anything quick, I think I'll segue for now (no cliffhanger :)

Matthew Hammer

Well, Sara is going to retire for the night. Tomorrow she'll head back to Antonio.

Matthew Hammer

That's fine.

The Flaming One

Summer slowly rolls to a close in Portland. And with it, the immanent threat of the return to school.

Penny Gronbeck

nooooo!

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Curses.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Must master Mind.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

No school then.

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy is not thinking about school.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

[private]Oh, btw, Damon has purchased a scarecrow, complete with faux-pumpkin head.

The Flaming One

Ivy has spent her days ecclectically: TV, movies, and comic books in various successions. And dealing with this new addiction to cloves she is developing.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Barbaric focus...

Penny Gronbeck

at least her lungs heal fast....

Penny Gronbeck

shut up and talk to dead people, weirdo.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

blow me

Penny Gronbeck

ask nice.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

*blush*

The Flaming One

Damon has been persuing... different arts. He was begin to have a distant look at all times. The air is a bit cooler whenever his he is near.

The Flaming One

Sam... Sam has been Sam. He's been taking up cloves too, or has tried to anyway. Strange look on a bird. He got himself a small hat somewhere. Very rakish.

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy teases him about the hat.

The Flaming One

Sebastian... when Sebastian returned one day two weeks after the accident, he seemed less of himself. More withdrawn. More angry. He refuses to talk about his absence; it must have been harrowing.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon lets him be. He will accept an apology for attacking him, however.

The Flaming One

Damon's talks with the Strormcrow are always tests: mental mind games and word play. Damon is sure the bird never lets him win, that he earns it.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Of course. *Letting* Damon win is pointless. He will win regardless.

The Flaming One

Damon, with the assistance of Precario and Ivy, performs some research unto vodoo and such similar things that Ms. Routterage performed, attempting to duplicate what she attempted to perform on Ivy. The dark mark, ever present on her forehead, is a reminder of what he sets out to do.

The Flaming One

Finally, one day in late August, the boy thinks he is ready. The patterns are set. Today, he will finally finish what he has left unfinished.

The Flaming One

So, what are your plans on this big day, Mr. Man?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

When I will cleanse the shame of my only failure!

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon spends the day in preparation, gathering strength, focussing on the necessary patterns.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

[private]Idle curiosity... can Damon purchase a Totem?

The Flaming One

Ivy: That same day, you feel... strange. Off, almost. You have fits of aggression without and particular cause.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

PMS

The Flaming One

[private to Justin Robinson-Prickett] Probably not. Not yet anyway.

Penny Gronbeck

I go skating.

Penny Gronbeck

life mages don't get PMS.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

[private]Which fetishes are complete?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Verbena do.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

They wouldn't ignore feminity like that!

Penny Gronbeck

I bet they'd want to.

The Flaming One

As you skate, disturbing thoughts enter your head. Thoughts of aggression. And ... evil. You look at a bird, and you imagine biting its head off. You see a couple, and think of what their blood would look like. It is distracting.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Not with their respect for lunar cycles... barbarians...

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Oh dear. Here's the Bane.

The Flaming One

[private to Justin Robinson-Prickett] Air and water. Earth is almost done.

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy skates home.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

[private]Score! I spend a lot of time on them... getting them as right as I can.

Penny Gronbeck

if Sam is with her, she'll talk to him about it.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

What Time is it!?!

The Flaming One

As you do so, a bike cuts you off. There is a flash of red anger, and suddenly, the biker is on the ground, sprawled. You feel a growl coming on before you snap out of it. Sam, on your shoulder, is screaming "SNAP OUT OF IT! *SQUAK*?"

Penny Gronbeck

can I snap out of it?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Oh, man...

The Flaming One

Damon: Exactly? ;) 5:03pm.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

HAHAHAHAHA!!! He who controls Greenwich mean time controls the world!!!

The Flaming One

Ivy: YOu do snap out of it. The biker is pissed, but scared pissed, and quickly bikes away.

The Flaming One

Sam: "What the *squak* is wrong with you, short stuff?"

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy's eyes widen. She shivers.

Penny Gronbeck

She shakes her head. "I don't know.... "

The Flaming One

Sam eyes you a bit, before perching on your shoulder again.

The Flaming One

Damon: You feel that the Time for the ritual approaches. Ivy should be back soon. She better be.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

And I cannot yet see if she will be! Curses!

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon calmly waits.

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy starts back, trying not to look at people too closely.

The Flaming One

The skate back is uneventful, except for the occasionaly desire to set fire to everything in sight and then piss on the remains.

Penny Gronbeck

"Sam? I wanna burn stuff."

The Flaming One

Sam: "Its the cigs. Do it to me every time."

Penny Gronbeck

She lets him placate her and keeps skating.

The Flaming One

You get to the condo. As you ride the elevator, your agitation grows. When you open the door to the suite, your agitation is very strong. When you see Damon, it is there, burning in your skull. But with it, a corrupted lust. A lust for all the things you have not had, and the things you probably *should* not have. Its makes you shudder and sweat.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Ivy. Good. We should probably get started soon."

The Flaming One

Ivy, roll willpower.

Penny Gronbeck

7, 3, 3, 2, 2, 9, 9.

The Flaming One

BTW: Willpower if full and all non-permanent paradox has burned off by now.

The Flaming One

Ivy: Thank you. Continue.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

And Quintessence?

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy sits down deliberately and takes her skates off.

Penny Gronbeck

[private]was that so I wouldn't have to attack Damon?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon rises and walks to her. He rubs her shoulders. "Are you okay?"

The Flaming One

Normal Avatar levels (not Damon though, his spent from the last pinding)

The Flaming One

(binding--Damon is 2 down)

Justin Robinson-Prickett

k

The Flaming One

[private to Penny Gronbeck] :)

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy shakes her head. "I.... feel funny."

The Flaming One

[private to Penny Gronbeck] Attack him or jump on him?

Penny Gronbeck

[private]either.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"I'm not surprised. Let me look."

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Mind 1, Prime 1, Spirit 1

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy is not looking at him, and not touching him.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

2 successes

The Flaming One

Ivy's emotions are a jumble. You can tell she is sweating just by looking at her, very unusual. There is anger and hunger all mixed together. The dark spot in her head is flaring underneath your vision, in time to the dance of the emotions.

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy sits on her hands, so she'll have to make two motions to move.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"It's consuming you. Lay down."

The Flaming One

Ivy roll willpower

Penny Gronbeck

7, 5, 5, 4, 3, 7, 9.

The Flaming One

K

Penny Gronbeck

[private]what happens if I fail these?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon begins the exorcism with Entropy 1. Find the bastard's weak spot.

The Flaming One

[private to Penny Gronbeck] You want to make some statement to distract him: either piss him off or seduce him. (YOu just failed one)

Justin Robinson-Prickett

2 successes

Penny Gronbeck

"It's not, it's just the heat. Maybe I should have a shower."

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Shh. Trust me."

The Flaming One

Damon: You place your hands on the box, turning it slowly in your hands without manipulating it. Just looking at Ivy and the dark spot that coils about her soul. You are getting a feel for it.

The Flaming One

Damon: Make another Entropy roll.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

diff?

The Flaming One

4 (normal Entroy 1 roll)

Justin Robinson-Prickett

3 successes

The Flaming One

You think you have an understanding of its weakness.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"It's time. Sebastian?"

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Be ready. She may lash out."

The Flaming One

You feel his pressence beside you.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Now. Exorcism, as per the rote.

The Flaming One

Roll.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Contested Willpower rolls.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Who my bitch?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

diff 7?

The Flaming One

Sounds about right.

The Flaming One

Ivy, roll willpower for me again, please.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

4 successes

Penny Gronbeck

10, 7, 6, 6, 5, 7, 7.

The Flaming One

Ivy: You manage to contain the mixed feelings you have inside. You feel your insides boiling within you.

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy bites her lip.

The Flaming One

Damon: The mark beens to throb, casting a black shadow over the room. It is fighting you, but you feel it slowly loosing its grip. Roll again.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Get out, creature," Damon snarls.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

5 successes.

Penny Gronbeck

Justin's computer just crashed.

The Flaming One

Ivy: The pain is making your toes curl. You feel like clawing your eyes out. Roll Stamina, diff 7.

Penny Gronbeck

1 success.

The Flaming One

Well, Ivy was just beginining to claw her self bleeding.

Dina O'Shire

is it goth to be thin on tv with a shotgun at your ex's wedding?

The Flaming One

Ivy: Take two levels of bashing damage.

Penny Gronbeck

at the eyes, or just wherever?

The Flaming One

YOu didn't get your eyes (that would have been a worse roll).

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Oh good God.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Sam, talk to her. Calm her."

Penny Gronbeck

face, arms...?

The Flaming One

Ivy: Face. (You're beautiful face!)

The Flaming One

Sam tries to cluck comfort, the incoherent Ivy bats him away with a vengence.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Sebastian, hold her!"

The Flaming One

Roll Strength, Ivy. And willpower

Penny Gronbeck

I'd like to bite through my lip.

Penny Gronbeck

strength: 1, 5.

Penny Gronbeck

wp: 10, 8, 2, 5, 5, 3, 7.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Come on, you bastard. Cme out where I can see you."

The Flaming One

Ivy struggles against nothingness as something begins to pry her arms apart. SHe kicks and screams, spitting blood from her destroyed lower lip.

The Flaming One

Damon: Another willpower roll: You feel this struggle means it is weakening.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

6 successes

The Flaming One

Success! Ivy makes an unholy screem as a dark, bloody mist pours from her head and mouth, forming a vile cloud above her head. She collapses to the floor.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon pulses the Gauntlet, trying to imprison the cloud between this world and the next,

Penny Gronbeck

can I move?

The Flaming One

Ivy: Nope, your out like a light bulb.

Penny Gronbeck

k.

The Flaming One

Damon: You fight to contain this ... thing. Diff 8.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

3 successes.

The Flaming One

You feel a stiffening of space, and the cloud freezes in its place. It then begins to beat at the transparent walls of its jail. You can tell this thing is pissed.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Bad move, beast. You should not tamper with what is mine."

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Rip the spirit body. I'd like to make it extra painful.

The Flaming One

Roll. Diff 7.

The Flaming One

(All rolls before mods, of course)

Justin Robinson-Prickett

2 successes

The Flaming One

A part of the mist shreds. It howls a voiceless scream, but continues beating against the wall unabaited.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Again.

The Flaming One

Same roll.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Touch her, will you? She will be the last."

Justin Robinson-Prickett

3 successes

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"You will not harm her! You will suffer for your crime!"

The Flaming One

The mist disperses into vapor, then nothing, its howl echoing on its way to hell. Soon there is nothing but a feeling of dirt all over your skin. It is gone.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Die, you bastard," Damon whispers.

The Flaming One

Take a dot of Spirit Paradox for your combined efforts, my friend.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

He kneels next to Ivy and tries to pick her up.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

I like lemons.

The Flaming One

[private to Penny Gronbeck] Ivy: You will be at half physicals for the next two days.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Q: Where are Damon's enemies?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

A: Dead, dead, dead

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Q: Isn't that dangerous? The dead can harm the living!

Justin Robinson-Prickett

A: That is where they are most vulnerable.

Penny Gronbeck

[private]cool... remind me, if I forget... that's strength 1, dex 2 (great, she's going to run into things) stamina 1.5.

The Flaming One

Damon: Ivy feels very frail. You manage to lift her.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon wants to carry Ivy to the bed. He will spend willpower if he has to.

The Flaming One

[private to Penny Gronbeck] Round down: 1 2 1

Penny Gronbeck

let me know when I'm conscious.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

He lays her down and kisses her forehead.

The Flaming One

Where ar eyou taking her, Damon?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Oh, Ivy. Oh, God, Ivy..."

Justin Robinson-Prickett

The bedroom.

The Flaming One

As you lie her down, she begins to awaken.

Penny Gronbeck

[private]okay... ouch.

The Flaming One

Ivy: You, of course, feel like shit.

Penny Gronbeck

how much do I remember? does it hurt?

Justin Robinson-Prickett

When she begins to wake up, Damon hugs her roughly, trying not to cry.

The Flaming One

Not much. ANd a lot. You lips, your face especially. You remember what your felt, though.

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy starts crying.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Comforted that he can be the strong one, Damon strokes her hair.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"Shhh... it's okay. It's over now. It's gone."

Penny Gronbeck

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"You didn't do anything to be sorry about, Ivy. I'm sorry I couldn't help you before now."

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy holds onto him, sniffling.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

"You're probably tired. A new sensation, I know. Get some sleep, my love. You''ve earned it."

Penny Gronbeck

"Don't leave me alone."

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon smiles. "I couldn't leave you if I wanted to. I'll be right here all night."

Penny Gronbeck

Ivy nods, tears still leaking out.

Justin Robinson-Prickett

Damon kisses her gently.

The Flaming One

And segue........

The Flaming One

Teddy, you get the lo down from Matt?

Dina O'Shire

actually, tj- no... i was busy arguing the merits of 'gilmore girls' with marc...

The Flaming One

I see. A very important conversation, if I do say so myself. Nope, I lied.

Matthew Hammer

He got most of the lo down.

Matthew Hammer

And the rest was in the email you sent.

Dina O'Shire

yeah, but i haven't read it yet... ;)

Matthew Hammer

He's just stalling so he gets better treatment than he deserves.

Matthew Hammer

}:^)

Dina O'Shire

yeah... dina's fucked... damn me... ;)

The Flaming One

The main points: Dina in jail. Dina get extradited to London. Dina in max. security prision for long, long time. Cold, miserable, and she's fucked all right. In both meanings of the word (though she'd probably fight off the latter meaning)

Dina O'Shire

go ahead tj.. i submit myself to your... ummmm... mercy?

Penny Gronbeck

(mmmm, vagina dentata.....)

Dina O'Shire

is she able to read the newspaper in jail?

The Flaming One

Dina: You wake up with a headache. The familiar walls of the infirmary greet you as you awaken. They beat you again. Its almost becoming routine (you have three levels bashing damage)

The Flaming One

Dina: Are you kidding?

Dina O'Shire

<well, no... but... ummmmmmm... okay... why is she in the infirmary again?>

The Flaming One

What part of beating did you not understand? Officially, you had an "accident" on the stairs. Guards should be more careful.

Dina O'Shire

<guess that's what she gets for killing nearly a thousand innocent englishmen... dina takes it all like she deserves it... pitifully and with head bowed like one in purgatory>

The Flaming One

You sit up and notice a guard standing above you. He looks disgusted at having to talk to you. "Visitor." He adds "Irish bitch" under his breath.

Dina O'Shire

[private]on a side note, tj- everyone seems REALLY interested in how you're gonna fuck dina over... don't let us down... ;)

Dina O'Shire

<barely able to open her eyes, dina breathes:> yes... <sigh>

The Flaming One

He grabs you roughly by the wrist. "Come on, you pasty get."

Dina O'Shire

<dina wraps herself around him, as she's become accustomed to of late, and her eyes look through a million miles of tears towards the heavens she fears she'll never reach...>

The Flaming One

He needs to get a new 'puter.

Dina O'Shire

ahhhh... is justin gonna miss this? whasssup with that?

The Flaming One

He just not interested in your obvious pain and such.

Dina O'Shire

mmmmmmmmmm... pain... (oh wait- that's me, not dina... ;) )

The Flaming One

The guard shoves you roughly in front of him. You are lead to the visitors quaters.

Dina O'Shire

<ooc: g'night mat!!!>

Penny Gronbeck

Justin says he got booted from netmeeting

Dina O'Shire

<dina clings to him as many times before, but she is being led to somewhere she hasn't been yet and starts to move her mind and soul back towards her body...>

The Flaming One

Dina: You get to the visitors room. Its a cold, steril place, filled with muted green, green-yellows and green-browns.

The Flaming One

Dina: You are lead to a dirty and smuged plexiglass window. The chair is cold.

Dina O'Shire

<eyes rolling back, dina thinks of the forests she used to frolic in... long before this hell...>

The Flaming One

Across from you are two people you have never seen before.

The Flaming One

The first is a child, probably about 8. His hair is mussed, and he is dressed is clothes that obviously don't fit him. He looks a bit ill.

The Flaming One

The second is an older woman, probably 30 or 40. She is dressed as if this was her church best, but it is worn and old. Her teeth are croocked and she is missing a few. Her hair is a stringy, dirty brown

Dina O'Shire

<continues to stare off into space- at times smiling at ethereal dreams, at times cringing when those dreams become nightmares...>

The Flaming One

They both stare at you. There eyes are a washed out sort of blue.

Dina O'Shire

<eyes flashing brilliant green for but a moment, she levels her distant gaze at them...>

The Flaming One

The boys just gawks at you.

The Flaming One

The woman, in a hesitant voice. "O'Shire? Ms. Dina O'Shire?" YOu can barely hear her.

Dina O'Shire

<dina stares THRU him...>

Dina O'Shire

<at her, dina turns quickly... > >>>

Dina O'Shire

<abruptly, as if looking for a fight but unable to summon the will for it... > >>>

Dina O'Shire

<she stares, dejected at the older woman...>

The Flaming One

She looks at you questionly. "Ma'am, are you Dina O'Shire?"

Dina O'Shire

<quicker than any mortal could have thought, dina presses her hands against the plexiglass window, wrists bare... > DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE DAUGHTER OF MY MOTHER!!!???!!!

The Flaming One

The woman cringes. You feel the truncheon smack you on the shoulder, forcing you back to your chair.

Dina O'Shire

<another brilliant flash of green is in her eyes, before they are cast down and she rplies, as if in rote...> aye... i am called such...

The Flaming One

The woman is figiting with something in her hands. You cannot tell what it is. "Please, Ma'am. I've come all the way from North Windershire. It took us three days by bus and two to walk. James has caught the flu. I..uh... I just have a question for you, ma'am."

Dina O'Shire

<eyes distant as before...> aye... i did it... i did it all... do what ye will... tha' worm's food o' satan am i now...

The Flaming One

The woman swallows and looks down at the object in her hand. She lifts it shyly, and presses it against the plexiglass.

Dina O'Shire

<stares intently at it, silently glad for the distraction from her life>

The Flaming One

It is an old photograph, obviously aged. One of the corners is a bit curled. It is a photo of a man in a military uniform. The colors are faded, but you can see the man's strong brow and winning smile.

The Flaming One

Woman. "Have... have you seen him, Ms. O'Shire?"

Dina O'Shire

<ooc: sorry tj, gotta answer mother nature's call... brb...>

Penny Gronbeck

(I swear, he has the smallest bladder ever....)

The Flaming One

It sounds like a ripe mellon being crushed. That is the sound of Dina's head exploding.

The Flaming One

The red bits slowly fall, clinging to the plexiglass.

The Flaming One

The woman screams, a blood curdling scream. The boy stars, sickly facinated.

The Flaming One

The cropse twists, its hands grasping at its throat, at the head that is not there.

The Flaming One

There, that's taken care of.

Dina O'Shire

<ooc: i'm back... sorry...>

Penny Gronbeck

wow, thanks for the visual.

The Flaming One

I try to please.

The Flaming One

Now, where was I.

Dina O'Shire

<ooc: so dina's head didn't REALLY explode???>

The Flaming One

I only wish it were so.

Penny Gronbeck

oh, come on... it's not like she uses it....

The Flaming One

Anyway, you looking at the picture?

Dina O'Shire

<ooc- penny: HEY!!!!>

The Flaming One

(the truth hurts)

Penny Gronbeck

<correct me if I'm wrong....>

Dina O'Shire

<dina stares 'intently' at the picture>

The Flaming One

You bore the picture into your mind, trying to find the passages therein where the image might reside. As you do the woman prattles on, wringing her hands.

Dina O'Shire

<continues to force all her will on the picture... a happy escape from her current existence>

The Flaming One

"John. Johnathan. Johnny. That's what we called him. I met him just outside of the R.A.F. training, I did. He'd gotten a job with computers, he said. He'd make me a fine wife, he said."

The Flaming One

The brows are very close together. An odd feature.

Dina O'Shire

<ooc: the brows on the picture? dina is not able to focus on anything else...>

The Flaming One

"He always loved the water. Father took him fishing as a boy. Couldn't join the Navy though. He never said awhy."

The Flaming One

The hat is titled slightly to the side. Some hairs are misplaced underneath it.

Dina O'Shire

<continues to focus on the picture, almost looking through it... in time she mumbles:> percy? mr. shelley? aye? be that ye?

The Flaming One

"When the call came from the Company, he jumped at the chance. He could be near the water again."

The Flaming One

The boy traces the outline of the head from the other side of the photo with his little fingers. It appears he cut himself on the hand the other day; the infection looks ugly.

Dina O'Shire

i fear yer daughter's turn'd ta frankenstein... aye... an' yer 'opes be drown'd wit' 'im... <dina mumbles off, transfixed with the picture>

The Flaming One

The woman is absently picking lint off of the boy's clothes. "The rig was his life. The men loved him. The looked up to him. They did everything he said."

The Flaming One

She stays out into space for a moment, then turns back to you. "Ms. O'Shire? Did you remember John McAdams?"

Dina O'Shire

<her eyes turn piercing towards the old woman, flashing green, almost looking through her- into the past, but with the lids turnt fearful, afraid of what she might she...> >>>

The Flaming One

...

Dina O'Shire

<then she shrugs, and looks at the old woman with all the callousness (and ignorance) she has ever shown...> nay... i know 'im nay... >>>

Dina O'Shire

buh i bet me best shilling 'e drown'd in tha sea ye call 'tha company'...

Dina O'Shire

...

The Flaming One

She picks up the picture gingerly, the starts to pet the boy's head. She does it harder and harder again, until he squirms. All the while she speaks. "John McAdams. Senior manager for operations of the Isle of Man offshore Rig. Lead of a team of 250 men and womand. 38 years old. My *husband*. And they Never Found HIS BLEEDING BODY, YOU FUCKING CUNT!!!"

Dina O'Shire

<at this, dina almost *leaps* from her chair to claw through this old woman's eyes> >>>

Dina O'Shire

<this memory stirs a pain she had long since *thought* forgotten> >>>

Dina O'Shire

<she almost throws herself against the plexiglass in a futile attempt to destroy the boy... > >>>

Dina O'Shire

<... the progeny of all she had come to despise... > >>>

Dina O'Shire

<but then she stops, just short of hitting the invisible barrier... >>>

Dina O'Shire

<<that *thing* that separates her from the rest of humanity... > >>>

Dina O'Shire

<and she realises... painfully and regretfully... just what a tool she has become... > >>>

Dina O'Shire

<she slumps down into the the sterile chair and begins mumbling, again- almost in rote: > i'm sorry... i'm sorry... i'm bad... i'm bad...

The Flaming One

The woman, oblivious, continues her mad ranting. She starts clawing at the window and spitting on it. "The Company cannot even give us recompense because they have to wait until this fucking trail is over! They have to wait until your smoking, bloated corpse is thrown into the river where it belongs before they can give us a red cent to pay for our medical and food expenses. And why, because some fucking Irish WHORE decided she liked to play with their lives!!!!"

The Flaming One

The guards have to restrain her. They start taking her away, screaming and kicking.

Dina O'Shire

<if a guard even begins to touch dina... > >>>

Dina O'Shire

<she lashes at him with all her strength, eyes glowing more brightly green than ever before...>

The Flaming One

The boy is almost lost in the moment. He just continues to stare at you.

The Flaming One

Then, softly. "Why did you kill Papa?"

The Flaming One

"Was he bad?"

Dina O'Shire

<otherwise, dina continues to weep softly, looking past the ground at the hell she sees herself going to...>

The Flaming One

"Is it because I broke his glasses?"

Dina O'Shire

>>>

The Flaming One

"I didn't mean to."

The Flaming One

"Did God hate him?"

Dina O'Shire

<gathering strength she didn't even know she had, dina looks straight and seriously at the young lad:> >>>

Dina O'Shire

yer father lent 'is strength ta' an evil cause, lad... >>>

Dina O'Shire

aye, mayhap 'e didn't know it at tha time buh 'e did nonetheless... >>>

Dina O'Shire

we, all us chil'ren o' tha good lord above make mistakes... >>>

Dina O'Shire

buh good fer ye 'e 'ad tha strength an' will ta' lay wit' ye mum an' make ye... >>>

Dina O'Shire

yer tha 'un tha's ta make good all 'is mistakes... >>>

Dina O'Shire

nah an'na cause ye broke 'is glasses, luv... >>>

Dina O'Shire

'is glasses broke because 'e saw in ye wha' 'e could ne'er have tha strength ta' be... >>>

Dina O'Shire

<continues to stare at the child>

The Flaming One

The boy stares for a moment, then walks away. Before he is almost gone, he turns for a moment. "Was my sister Suzie working for the evil too?" Then he is gone.

The Flaming One

And CUT.

The Flaming One

:)

Dina O'Shire

damn suzie and all her kin!!!

Penny Gronbeck

wow, messed up.

Dina O'Shire

give me a sec to transcribe this, aye, tj?

The Flaming One

Aye, laddie.

The Flaming One

Messed up in

Even Death must die.

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