The Power To Make A Difference (Attn. Aria, ST)

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Jakondite
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The Power To Make A Difference (Attn. Aria, ST)

Post by Jakondite » Sun Feb 11, 2018 4:20 am

Sylvester
Arete 3 | Avatar 3 | Pure Breed 3 (Get of Fenris) | Appearance 4 | Spirit Sight | Gift of Tongues | Active Magic
He wasn't there.

Imagine, for a moment, that you had power. The power to bend the laws of physics like a straw, to warp reality - to see all possible futures and pasts with a whim. The power to change the course of history. The power to rip apart semi trucks with your bare hands, to transform into any being you wanted. The power to recover life damaging wounds - to speak to someone across the world with but a thought. Imagine, for a moment, that you were a god.

It feels nice, doesn't it?

Now imagine that you have that power, but it doesn't matter, because all that power means nothing if you aren't there to use it.

It's a strange, irrational powerlessness that Sylvester found himself feeling, as he made his way to what appeared to be the reckage of the Chantry. What had happened here? The place was absolutely destroyed, and folks were calling it a fire but then... Sylvester knew better. Sylvester heard the echoes - the stories of the history that had happened in this place before.

The spirits told him in their screams, their wails, their suffering. They reinacted scenarios of bloodshed, of wreckage, of bullets and blades and machine-god-men and spiders-who-wore-faces. Of bombs and elite moving in single file, one by one - robotic beings who were not robots, and robots who were more human than man. He'd just left one battlefield, and found the ruins of an entirely new one - one where he hadn't been there to fight and defend those who were being attacked.

Would his addition have mattered? Did it matter on either side? While he was out riding centipedes, the people here were busy fighting their lives in their own way. Had Dragana survived? Had Rachael, or Micah and Channa? The spirits seemed unsure on all accounts in this regard, having not measured the space away from here or simply seeing too many bodies to reliably point out the specifics of one individual.

As he stepped towards the reckage, looking over it, his eyes gazed quietly across the shadow, across the gauntlet and through to a would that was tethered to this location. The seals that let people in and out, broken apart and shattered trapping them inside, on the other side. The weave of patterns and resonance and the spirits of hunger, fear, and worry wandering the borders.

The spirits might not have many more answers here - but he could do what he could for the people still there. He made a phone call to Aria, and simply said, "Change of plans, I need you over here with me. This is the address, get here as soon as possible."

Once he'd done that, he'd find a safe, unmonitored location to cross over and collect information.

He wasn't there. But he was here now.

Elsa
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Re: The Power To Make A Difference (Attn. Aria, ST)

Post by Elsa » Sun Feb 11, 2018 4:32 am



*she'll hear the tone in her brother's voice, even if he dind't mean to, she knew him, he was her other half after all, she dind't dely either, she just say* on it *hung and moved, weaving through to get there as fast as she could, and not knowing the place really, she would hail a cab once she made it out of the Caern and close enough to the city, and ask to be taken close, then make it on foot, as per not to drag that much attention to it.

Moving on, as her eyes settled on.... it, she stopped, and then just looked for her brother! damn... as she did wince, hearing the Spirits' wail of dispair* Sy?!

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Re: The Power To Make A Difference (Attn. Aria, ST)

Post by fairfolk » Tue Feb 20, 2018 9:49 am

As he looked over the ruins he saw that there where wards, now, that had been placed to prevent entrance, or at the very least make someone have to work at it to get past.

Seeing inside was made even harder by the rather large plant life that the Verbena named Persephone had constructed to seal the entrance. That thing looked like a menace! It had thorns the size of iron nails, and parts seemed to be little more then venus fly traps with velasaraptor sized teeth and was definitely big enough to eat a man. Or woman.

A spirit that looked like a vine lion, like maybe it had been part of the plant that was guarding the house now...(it wasnt it was a separate being) padded up towards Slyvester and folded its leaf ears back. It spoke in a small almost child voice "Found you! Need help!" she looked over her shoulder and back at him, flower eyes blinked as it said "Some wounded bad, almost faded. Big machines eat them"

Well Audrey had been sent to find him and give him that message. Looks like she managed it.

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Re: The Power To Make A Difference (Attn. Aria, ST)

Post by Jakondite » Thu Feb 22, 2018 12:07 am

Sylvester looked over to the creature, and then nodded, "I see." He is very quiet as he looks at the area, and then says to the creature, "I'm waiting for someone. When they get here, I can help them."

And wait he did. When Aria came he smiled to her, and said, "We seem to have work to do, dearest. Come on, we're going to see about getting through this tangled mess and see if we can't salvage the damage here."

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Re: The Power To Make A Difference (Attn. Aria, ST)

Post by Elsa » Thu Feb 22, 2018 12:44 am

*She did hurried once she spotted Sylvester, slooowering a tad watching the spirit he was talking to, her head tilting, THAT was some rather neat Spirit. And she kept looking intentily around* what happened here? *moving to his side, then up, she nodded, aaaaand pointed to the... vine?* through there? *nodding a greeting to teh spirit with her brother, before moving slowly to get a look at the tangle*

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Re: The Power To Make A Difference (Attn. Aria, ST)

Post by fairfolk » Thu Feb 22, 2018 4:16 am

The plant lion paced, its leaves flicking like a cats would and waited. When the girl came it eyed her with floral eyes and then sat in front of the gate way like a guardian.

It huffed "ask her" and looked to another direction then blinked "I go get?" She stood "come. She gaurd door...ask she let gaurd down"

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