Singha:
It's a beautiful night to be out of the
city, the woods freshly washed with rain from a passing thunderstorm makes the
trees glisten in the light of the swelling Galliard moon.
Angelia Caponelli : Ang looks around and
smiles a bit. These are the nights when it's good to be garou - rage rolling
around under her skin at a not quiet boil, beautiful wyld to behold.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
stands beside Angelia, the natural air putting a bit of a smile on her face.
City girl? Yeah, she really is. But it's good to get out and enjoy the wild
when you can.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Sometimes
it just seems more appropriate.. obsidian fur glistens as the light from the
moon plays across it.*
Angelia Caponelli : She
sets down her bag and gives a little streach. "Everyone able to hop over
to the other side from here?"
Singha:
A few fireflies wink in the gloom under the trees, playing their
little bits of illusion.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Yeah,
shouldn't be a problem." She looks around. "We ready?"
Eye-of-the-Storm: *A quiet
chuff, a flick of the tail.* ~ws~ easier away from City. I am not as adept
within Father Manhattan. I do not have his ways, yet. *pale eyes occasionally
sweep to the lights from the wildlife.. the Judge calm, Lupus form a regal
shadow of hard, distinguished lines.*
Angelia Caponelli : She
nods and digs out the mirror from her bag. "Inggy? Ready?"
Singha:
(obviously you can't use your totem bond to pull everyone across
together, each needs to roll individually)
Angelia Caponelli : (nods)
Angelia Caponelli : She
walks over to Ingvar and holds her mirror down near his eye level for him to
use it to cross over before she goes.
Singha:
(and is this in any specific place outside the city or did you guys
just randomlyl decide on some spot that looked good?)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Hey!
I thought that was an off-limits nickname." A little grin on the coyote
mask, and she cracks her knuckles, ready to step over.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Good
question. I was going with the flow.))
Angelia Caponelli : (forest
up state near Ang's cabin? That's a good 4, 5 hours out of the city.)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *For a
moment, Pale eyes linger in Angelia's. A warning look- but he leaves it for her
and stays on task, staring into the mirror.*
Singha:
(so in the North Country, not the Catskills?)
Angelia Caponelli : (roll
away)
Angelia Caponelli : (*nods*
yeah catskills is the Sept's turf)
Singha:
(No, Catskills is outside any Garou protectorate)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
1,4,5,1,9,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((*Thuds*))
Eye-of-the-Storm:
8,7,2,
Angelia Caponelli :
8,2,3,4,
Angelia Caponelli : (oi
please say you used a mirror)
Singha:
(in the interests of time, I'll allow Reyna to belatedly say she
spent WP. *G*)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
((Okay, thanks. *G* 'Cause Miss Overconfident Flaw, who's never
botched a Gnosis roll before, probably wouldn't have used a mirror.))
Singha:
Ingvar crosses over into the stark mountainous beauty surrounding
the cabin, every thing seeming sharper, more brilliant, more...everything.
Angelia Caponelli : Alright.
So on the other side Ang reaches over to scritch the back of Inggy's ear while
she gets her bearings. "Make yourselves comfy."
Angelia Caponelli : (there's
wolfies living up here too. Lots of 'em. I should note)
Singha:
Slowly, Ang joins him, and it takes Reyna a bit of effort, but
eventually, she joins them.
Singha:
The cabin disappears on this side, not being old enough or
important enough to make any real mark on the wildness of this place.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
makes it through...whoa, that was harder then usual. Too much city time, maybe.
A look around, and a smile.
Angelia Caponelli : "Reyna,
any last minute advice for dealing with Coyote?"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Be
ready for anything, and then some?" A little grin. "And more tricks
then even I can imagine."
Angelia Caponelli : She
smiles and nods, "Alright. Unpredictible. Well like I said. Make yourself
comfortable." She sits down on the umbral grass to start the summoning.
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((Holy
crap! sorry= my comp started to emit this incredible grinding noise.
sloooooooowed down. Its stopped now.))
Singha:
(sounds like your fan got either jammed or lost a bearing, or maybe
had something touching the blades. If your comp stops working or gets really
slow, it means it's overheating)
Angelia Caponelli : (weird)
(alright taking 2 hours to do it for a jaggling so that should be diff 3?)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
nods takes a seat, looking over to Ingvar with a grin.
Angelia Caponelli :
1,5,7,5,
Singha:
((find out what kind of processor you have and get a fan for it if
you find your fan has stopped, they're usually not too expensive)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((De
dice dey haff heyted peepals fer de las too deyz.))
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Ingvar
circles them a bit... body and instinct reacting to all that is here before the
mind can slow it all down. A moment and he settles beside them.. his hackles
are raised.. nose twitching in unconscious nervousness.. once he thought Reyna
nearly a demon from myth.. Coyote.. that takes ~more~ effort.*
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((Thanks.
Turned on ceiling fan- maybe it will help for now.))
Angelia Caponelli : And
sits cross legged and calm pretty much unmoving for 2 hours.
Singha:
After three hours...nothing happens.
Angelia Caponelli : She
frowns deeply and looks around, "Reyna, Coyote likes the forest and all
right?"
Singha:
(roll per+occ and per+alert)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
looks at Angelia, leaning on her elbows. "Well, not the natural environ,
but yeah, he likes it fine."
Angelia Caponelli :
9,5,9,4,5,
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Though
pure heathen in a way many never know, the symbols and ideaology of
Christianity finds some root in the traditions of his homeland. Around his
neck, an small carving on a thong, a wooden emblem meant to represent "Old
Scratch" in colorful gypsy rendering.*
Angelia Caponelli :
6,4,8,8,5,9,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Occ,
then Alert))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
1,9,6,3,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
10,9,4,2,8,
Eye-of-the-Storm:
3,2,6,5,
Eye-of-the-Storm:
8,1,3,8,1,4,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((Done in
order))
Angelia Caponelli : (me
too)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *He
shifts... only barely restraining the urge to dart looks at the slightest
noise..*
Singha:
Ang notices the fireflies seem to be flying in a specific pattern,
almost seeming to form a glyph. Ing and Reyna notice that there is a pattern,
but doen't recognize it. Ang and Reyna hear off in the distance, a long
howwwwlll, followed by barks and yips.
Singha -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
Reyna notes the howl is a coyote howl.
Singha -> Angelia Caponelli :
The howl is a bit fuzzy for Ang, but the
barks and yips are the noises of Garou hunting the wyrm.
Angelia Caponelli : She
studies the gyph for a long moment trying to identify it.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Too intent
on the pattern.. he misses everything else. Once he heard that Coyote comes to
steal the breath unless one can interpret his riddle.. he glances at Reyna..
hopefully.. they were lying about that as well. On the other hand, he could be
~looking~ at the riddle.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A
little, very honest and sincere grin at the howl. "Ho-ney, he's
hoooome..."
Singha -> Angelia Caponelli :
Ang is positive she's seen that glyph on
Malc's left arm, hidden in the spiral designs there.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *...he
wonders if he has time to interpret the pattern before Coyote arrives.. it
would not do to seem a dolt in the eyes of so cunning a spirit.. he focuses..*
Angelia Caponelli : She
holds up a hand for them to just wait a bit. "Careful. There's garou out
there hunting something big and bad." She studies the glyph a moment
longer, making sure to memorize it. "Malcolm ever explain his tattoos to
either of you?"
Singha -> Eye-of-the-Storm:
(roll Int+investigations)
Singha -> Angelia Caponelli :
(not tattoos, but in the scars that
decorate his left arm from the shoulder to the wrist)
Eye-of-the-Storm -> Singha:
2,9,7,3,4,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ~ws~ yes.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Don't
recall it happening, no."
Angelia Caponelli : "His
left arm's covered in scars. There's a spiral pattern and that is in the it
sort of hidden."
Singha ->
Eye-of-the-Storm: He recognizes
the glyph as something hidden in the spiral filligree designs of scars that go
from Malc's left shoulder to his left hand.
Singha:
The barks and yips become louder, and Ing, too recognizes the Garou
communications for hunting something wyrmy.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *his
broad head tilts toward Reyna* ~ws~ left shoulder to left paw... the glyph..
*he looks back at it.* this design is hidden in the scars Malcom bears.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *His
attention sweeps toward the sound, ears pricking.. he rises smoothly from his
haunches, listening to learn where they come from, where they go, etc.*
Angelia Caponelli : She
looks towards the sounds and drops down to hispo herself, getting ready. ~ws~
They're not hunting us are they?
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
nods a little. "Ahhh....okay."
Singha:
The barks and yips seem to be heading in their direction at a
rather wolfish rate of speed.
Singha:
(per+alert)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
8,1,2,5,4,
Angelia Caponelli :
8,6,1,4,4,5,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ~ws~ Us
or they flow over us.. *pale eyes flick to the other two.* I am stoutest.
Behind me.. he flows into Hispo himself, moving around the circle- not
aggressive, merely preparing to absorb the brunt of an attack.*
Eye-of-the-Storm:
10,1,5,6,8,1,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: As
the others go all Hispo-y, she decides to take her version, taking the form
that equates, which gives her the look and size of a red wolf. Pretty scrawny,
next to the big bad Hispos, to be sure. Heh, heh, heh.
Eye-of-the-Storm:
5,4,4,9,10,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((That
was wits+enigmas for it to occur to Ingvar that this may be a coyote trick))
Singha:
Ingvar sees the shape moving rapidly toward them through the gloom
of the trees. Ang sees it when it's only a bound or two away. Reyna doesn't see
it at all, too busy shifting and looking at the firefly "glyph"
Angelia Caponelli : Ang's
as delicate looking in this form as she is in her homid but the deception is
more evident in her fluid movments and deadly tooth and claw. She moves behind
Ingvar, ears twitching, listening.
Angelia Caponelli : Ang
crouches, ready, bracing but not aggressive.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: And
that's fine. She's not stressin' it, though she does get behind Ingvar as
requested. Best to play along.
Singha:
(roll init please)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *A sound
part distant- thunder rumble, part greeting whine rolls from his throat.. pale
eyes locked on the shape.*
Eye-of-the-Storm:
4,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((10))
Singha -> Eye-of-the-Storm:
(well, from the angry shadowlord like
grousing coming from the approaching Garou, they very well might have been
tricked. *G*)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
9,
Singha:
4,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((15))
Singha:
(12)
Angelia Caponelli :
3,
Angelia Caponelli :
(10)
Singha:
Well Reyna could have done something had she been aware this thing
was leaping at her, but...she's still looking at the glyph and admiring her
non-Garouiffic shape. So she gets slammed into and bowled over by the sleek reddish
wolf leaping for the glyph.
Singha -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
(And somehow, she know's its Father Coyote
because, well, his grin twinkles like a distant star and he cops a feel while
he's standing there over her flat on her non-Hispoic back)
Singha:
(Ang and Ing, state your actions)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "BWAAAH!"
It's remarkably human-sounding, as she gets knocked onto her side. ~CS~
"Sonuva..."
Angelia Caponelli : (is the
wolf staying on her or going to the glyph?)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *no time
to be Switzerland- he turns to the others, chuffing, brief barks.* He tricked
them- keep up with him! *to add exclamation, he starts off their run after the
reddish wolf... the one so like Reyna.*
Singha:
(At this point in time, it has simply landed on Reyna and appears
to be gathering itself to make a leap toward the glyph.)
Angelia Caponelli : She
chuffs and makes sure Reyna's alright before she starts after Ingvar and the
wolf then.
Singha:
7,
Singha:
(14) New round. State actions in following order: Ang, Ing,
Stranger, Garou, Reyna
Singha -> Singha:
6,3,8,5,8,
Singha -> Singha:
10,9,6,2,2,
Angelia Caponelli : She's
still following the reddish wolf (so leaping at the glyph I guess)
Singha:
(roll dex+ath if you're leaping at the glyph)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Perhaps
stoutest, but least spry of the group, Ingvar keeps a watch over one shoulder,
ushering the others through the glyph in case the hunting pack must be slowed
down. Can't outrun either female, so he guards the rear, following only after
both are through.*
Angelia Caponelli :
9,8,6,9,10,4,4,10,
Angelia Caponelli : (does
it... with style)
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((sorry-
holding action.))
Singha:
The Stranger leaps off of Reyna and toward the glyph.
Singha:
6,7,9,2,4,9,1,9,7,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
climbs up to her feet, grinning despite herself, and follows suit.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Whoops,
jumped the gun.))
Singha:
The pack of Shadowlords boil from the shadows in lupus, charging
toward the Stranger, doing their best to close the distance.
Singha:
8,7,1,8,1,3,8,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Yeah,
still jumping for the glyph))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
5,9,6,4,6,9,3,6,
Singha:
Reyna scrambles up to her feet after the STranger leaps off of her
and leaps after him. The pack of wolves charge out of the treeline, hell bent
on revenge, and growling to Ingvar to stop they Wyrm creature. Ingvar remains
in Hispo, holding his action to allow Ang a chance to leap as well.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *It
blinks, but swirls in front of the glyph anyway, trying only to knock aside the
Alpha before jumping through himself. A challenging bark- hopefully a suprise-
before ((splitting dice pool)) trying to knock aside the lead, and jump
through.*
Singha:
The green glyph of fireflies explodes when the Stranger hits it,
creating a wall of greenish looking balefire that roils out over Ang and Reyna
as they jump, and then over Ingvar and the wolves charging toward him.
Singha:
8,3,1,8,5,5,4,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((sorry,
so I have this straight. Stranger hit the glyph before Ingvar's action? If so
I'd imagine he's not on his feet to do what he'd intended to.))
Angelia Caponelli : Balefire?
She presses down against the ground, head down until it passes.
Singha:
(You guys cannot react to the fire until next action, this is
happening simultaenous with you launching yourself in the air or at the Alpha,
and I'm sorry but light simply moves faster than even shifters can. *G*)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Gotcha.
*S*))
Angelia Caponelli : (kk)
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((*G*
good point. first action a body check to knock the alpha aside, second to turn
and leap for the glyph.))
Eye-of-the-Storm:
6,9,7,3,4,1,
Eye-of-the-Storm:
1,3,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((ignomonious...
to say the least...*L*))
Singha:
Ingvar knocks the Alpha aside but gets
tangled up with him, while the other wolves yipe and launch themselves in any
direction possible to avoid the balefire.
Singha:
New round: Ang, Ingvar, Stranger, Wolves, Reyna
Angelia Caponelli : So this
turn Ang does her best to avoid the bale fire.
Singha:
(She's already surrounded by it, so how are you having her avoid
it?)
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((I'd
have to say the same here. This round extricating self from.... an Alpha. And
coming up with a halfway decent lie for later.))
Angelia Caponelli : (ahh I
was seeing a sort of wave, sorry getting late here :) it's not causing pain?)
Singha:
Imagine the glyph being at the center of an explosion and the
STranger hitting it making it explode. You are now engulfed in green flame, but
it doesn't appear to be causing pain. It also may be that it's happened so fast
you don't have ~time~ to feel the pain. Your call))
Angelia Caponelli : (is
holding to see what Red's doing then)
Singha:
And Ingvar you're trying to untangle youself from the Alpha and do
what?
Singha:
(not waiting for ingvar since he's having comp problmes) The
Stranger hits the ground, which seems to also explode, but this time
soundlessly with a rippling orange flame that spreads out along the ground.
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((Keep
everyone on task. If he can see neither of the two others are hurt, bark for them
to "get after him" and following up once they're off. Can figure him
for friend or foe after caught/shadowlords outrun.))
Singha:
The wolves fade beyond all of their vision as they see nothing but
the cloud of green. The Alpha does it's best to untangle form Ingvar and leap
for safety outside the ball of green flame
Singha:
9,2,8,10,6,3,7,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
follows through with her leap, landing on the ground next to the Stranger with
a big Sendeh grin.
Angelia Caponelli : (half
hour warning for me btw)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Claws
scrabble at the ground as the beast rights itself, spinning to continue
guarding the rear in the run- and looking quite the fool as its head swivels
from Reyna to Angelia... oh good.. maybe he was right the first time.*
Singha:
Reyna lands after the STranger in a deep field of blossoming
poppies, as does Ang. The sun blazes overhead. Impossibly blue sky over head.
The Alpha leaps clear of the ball of green and disappears, as the ground erupts
under Ingvar's feet with...poppies, the ball of green fire becoming merely the
brilliant green of their stems.
Eye-of-the-Storm:
2,4,9,2,6,5,
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Manages
to keep from hot- foot dancing when faced with the menacing poppies.*
Singha:
The stranger bounds on ahead through the field, tongue lolling, big
Coyote smile on his face.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
She grins down at the poppies, and up the the Stranger. ~CS~
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore..."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Oh,
we're still moving. Then she's haulin' ass after.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Unsettled,
but he manages to remain outwardly calm, continuing to chase after the Coyote
with the others.. though there is still another glance or two behind him.*
Angelia Caponelli : Eats
twitching she looks around the poppy clad field. ~ss~ Coyote? She rowls back at
Ingvar before starting to presue the coyote.
Singha:
Ingvar has lost all sight of any trees, clearing, night filled with
angry lupus Lords...any of that. He's a big black wolf in brilliantly sunny
meadow filled with poppies
Eye-of-the-Storm: *whuffs
back to Angelia that he's coming, as he wonders whether perhaps that was their
own riddle, or the pack simply... failed one, and they managed to witness it.*
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Feeling
a touch ridiculous amid such splendor, The Lord shifts back into Lupus, flowing
like swift ink across the field after the others.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
bounds along, eyes in a full-on laugh now, doing her best to keep up with El
Strangero.
Singha:
The Stranger seems to be running for the sheer joy of running,
tongue lolling, glancing over to grin at Reyna as she lopes along beside him.
Angelia Caponelli : Since
they're just running for fun it would seem. She makes to tackle Coyote. In a
playful way.
Angelia Caponelli :
2,5,7,8,3,10,
Singha:
4,5,7,8,7,6,9,5,4,
Singha:
He easily evades Ang slowing down just enough to try to trip her,
also giving Ingvar a chance to catch up.
Singha:
8,9,2,10,9,3,9,3,
Singha:
(you want to try an dodge?)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
returns the grin to the Stranger, and makes an odd, human-sounding laugh as
Angelia goes to tackle him and misses. She slows a bit herself, grinning at
Ingvar.
Angelia Caponelli : Stumbles
with a yelp and rolls back up to her feet easily. Shaking out her ash grey coat
before loping along. (naw I'm good)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Angelia's
idea is infectious.. after all, the other Lords were following as well..
perhaps one merely has to ~win~. oops- he means ~play~. He pours on the speed a
bit, seeking to swipe Coyote's hind legs out from under him.*
Eye-of-the-Storm:
9,1,8,3,10,2,2,
Singha:
2,4,5,9,8,2,7,7,5,
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((assuming
is a brawl roll, as opposed to athletics.))
Singha:
He also evades Ingvar's attempt, and moves to trip him up
Singha:
4,4,6,3,2,8,5,
Eye-of-the-Storm:
9,2,2,2,
Eye-of-the-Storm: *He
swirls to a rolling stop, end over end- and is on his feet once the world stops
spinning. shakes his head, sprinting to catch up.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Aww,
they're playing with Dad. How cute. She grins as she watches.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *the air
leaves his lungs in a grinding gush... that was... actually rather funny..*
Singha:
As Ingvar starts to laugh, he finds the landscape changing to a
loamy sort of marsh, very lush, filled with the songs of frogs, the music of
water moving through reeds.
Angelia Caponelli : She
nips at Ingvar's flank light to get him to get up and move with them. Chuffing
at him with amusement.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *The
pleasant mix of new smells draws his attention for a moment, chest expanding as
he tries to sample them all- catching up for a moment an afterthought- but he
does still try to.*
Singha:
As Ang stops to nip at Ing, she too finds
the landscape slowly morphing to an area she's familiar with.
Singha:
The Stranger pulls up and circles around to watch them from a high
rock, Reyna coming up beside him.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
smiles and takes a seat next to the Stranger, looking up with a grin to him.
~CS~ "Hey, Dad. S'up?"
Singha:
As Ingvar sniffs around, he finds the ground erupting under his
feet with pink tentacles, about six inches in diameter, and looking very much
like giant earthworms.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *For a
moment the place seems comfortable, familiar- rather than only type the glimpse
of a path that is more memory than fact- he scrambles over Angelia, oddly
squirrel-like, despite the distinguised figure the Lupus cuts- perhaps a touch
of Ingvar a long time ago as he both leaps to follow the path and calls
Angelia's attention to it with the odd scramble.. wait- no. Different place. He
slows to a trot as he approaches the rock... growing wary for a moment as he
considers the spirit through pale eyes.*
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((eh....
dlp*L*))
Singha:
~CS~ "How ya doing? Found some friends to prank, I see?"
Angelia Caponelli : She
rowls happily and abandons Ingvar to sniff around a hillside vineyard.
Singha:
(don't DLP just build on it. *g*)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *and
now... its rather time to freak out. sniff them, jump around like a wierdo, the
Judge for once unable to come to a ruling.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
~CS~ "Ohhhh, yeah. Whole bunch of 'em."
Singha:
~CS~ "They're so funny..."
Angelia Caponelli : Grumbles
and rowls to herself as she sniffs around, glancing after Ingvar now and then.
~ws~ Just like Father's yards...
Eye-of-the-Storm: *okay
that's just... no.. Ingvar zips like a shadow from one corner of the clearing
to the other, looking for an end to the bizarre mass of... yes. odd
counterpoint to the casually talking couple above.*
Singha:
There are eight...no ten tentacles erupting from the soil,
squirming around blindly, groping across the muddy soil, around Ing's feet.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Its
bitten off- snapped at the female as he zips past.* NO it is not- I have BEEN
to ITALY.
Singha:
Until of course, Ing runs away from them, which makes the
Stranger's eyes sparkle in amusement.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She
looks at Ingvar and Angelia. ~CS~ "They're in the moment, I think. Should
see 'em on the other side. Big black's EXTRA-fun ta mess with."
Singha:
(Ang...excuse me but...you're in a marsh. What vinyards?!)
Angelia Caponelli : (I
thoughy you said 'some location Ang's familiar with)
Eye-of-the-Storm:
*He stops- turns.. hunches down to backtrack... they're right
over there.. perhaps if he can sneak up, he can gather more infor-* YIP! *darts
back.*
Angelia Caponelli : (Is
minutes from bed sorry if I read it wrong)
Singha:
(yes...what marsh is she familiar with?)
Singha:
(That has giant earthworms?)
Angelia Caponelli : (Oh I
thought you meant just some place she's familier with... doh)
Angelia Caponelli : (Yes. I
recall now nix all that)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *a
circling method.. there must be sensory apparati.. NO TOUCHING*
Angelia Caponelli : She
looks over and around slowly, ~ws~ "NATE!?" She bounds over not away
from the wormies but towards them.
Singha:
As ingvar watches, the tentacle he's bit off retreats back into the
soil. The other nine continue to emerge, until Ing sees they're attached to two
giant hands of sorts.
Angelia Caponelli : ~ss~
"Great Blind Earth Mother?" She bads around where the earth is churning.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *looks
from Angelia to the worms- and darts to drip her- growling at them. Apparently
trying to save her from what may very well be no more than ick.*
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((drip=
trip))
Angelia Caponelli :
9,9,1,4,5,1,7,
Angelia Caponelli : (that's
my suckie dodge)
Singha:
And then the arms emerge, and then an entire giant, naked pink
human with skin that's moist and ringed like an earthworm's. He wears a
breechcloth with a floral design on it, quilled in porcupine.
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((Not
going to roll. If she tries to evade she likely will. He's too disturbed for
much.))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Her
head cocks the the side, watching the scene below with her own little sparkle
of amusement.
Angelia Caponelli : She
bounces around him on enroute and stops just shy of the creature to shift to
homid. "Nate!"
Singha:
He sticks the stump of the thumb that Ingvar bit off into his mouth
and sucks it, looking thorugh very human eyes toward Ang and Ingvar. The
STranger sits on the rock and watches, amused.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Looks
from the giant to Reyna, then to Coyote- Mephistopheles, whatever, then back.
No help there.. he focuses on the giant.. surely a trick.. something..*
Singha:
As he sucks a new thumb grows from the
stump of the old, and the stump that was bitten off burrows up under Ingvar's
paws again.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *He eyes
the giant, with the rather... unflattering name.*
Singha:
The giant's hand moves down to grab hold of Ang, scooping her up
and bring him to the strangely pulsating chest with that ringed skin.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Looks
down and backs up. hmm.. apparently it didn't get the idea- SNAP.*
Angelia Caponelli : She
gives a little suprised start but when he pulls her closer she hugs him
tightly, "Baby I've missed you so much."
Singha:
Ingvar cuts the tentacle in half. Nate keeps sucking his thumb. The
two halfs squirm around and Ing finds he now has two tentacles to dodge, not
one.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: If
she's remotely worried, she doesn't show it. Curiosity is more prevalent on her
face then anything else, looking to the Stranger, then back to the giant.
Eye-of-the-Storm: ~ws~ tell
giant to stop. *directed perhaps at Angelia.. trying to see if the thumb is
bitten off again.*
Eye-of-the-Storm: ~ws~ what
is it doing. *Backing, backing... thinking.. glaring..*
Singha:
~CS~ "So aside from amusing me, why did you have your friends
call me?"
Angelia Caponelli : "Stop
attacking them then. And this isn't a Giant. This is Nathaniel. Be nice. He's
my son."
Eye-of-the-Storm: *He
freezes. Staring at Angelia. It is time to sit down. So he does. Looking from
Angelia to the giant.* ~ws~ ...
Singha:
((LMAO that is such a classic line, Ang.)
Angelia Caponelli : (*g*
thought it would have a nice effect) She goes back to hugging Nate tightly.
Singha:
The stranger lays down on the ground and holds his belly, turning
into a Native American human and just laaaaugggghing.
Eye-of-the-Storm: *This is
better.. this he can deal with. Laughing or no. Yes, laugh. Simply do not be
slimy. Gradually hackles drift flat.*
Angelia Caponelli : She
grins over Nate's hand at Coyote. "You brought us here so we could give
Ingvar a heart attack didn't you?"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ~CS~
"Ah, shit, yeah." She looks to the Stranger. ~CS~ "So, we're
wonderin' if you would teach us a Gift. We need to go to Egypt, rescue one of
our sentaimates who's gotten kidnapped by a smuggling ring that goes after the
other guys's kinfolk...mostly the wolves's." She actually gets a little
somber, even being in His presence. ~CS~ "Gotta be able to speak the
language over there, you know? You're the master of blendin' in...think we
could convince ya to teach us?"
Singha:
THe tentacles continue to reach for Ingvar, wrapping around his
feet as he freezes and stares at Ang, moist, but not slimey. (Roll GN ingvar)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: When
the Stranger changes, she shrugs, and decides to follow suit. This way, at
least, they're all on the same page, linguistically. Which is, of course, what
their goal is.
Eye-of-the-Storm:
*He looks to Coyote as well, nodding respectfully before flowing
into homid. One hand slips the gypsy amulet from around his neck.*
Eye-of-the-Storm:
7,3,8,
Angelia Caponelli : (I
sadly HAVE to go to bed now)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *He
tries.... tries... not to think about the tentacles. discreetly seeking to step
out of them.*
Singha:
The giant earthwormy creature hugs Ang to his chest like a
treasured doll, rubbing his cheek against her.
Angelia Caponelli : (I will
be around on MSN till noon tomorrow and then I'm off line for a work function
and such till Friday day. Singha have a fantastic weekend if I don't see you
before you leave)
Eye-of-the-Storm: *Yes,
eyes firmly on the Stranger.*
Singha:
(You guys want to pause? I have to wrap in 15 anyway, but probably
won't be around tomorrow night until after class unless class is cancelled)
Angelia Caponelli : Ang's
very very very happy to just snuggle and talk quietly with Nate until learning
time if we do learn stuffs.
Eye-of-the-Storm: ((sure
thing. I need to go to bed myself. This has been quite a fun scene though-
thanks.*G*))
Angelia Caponelli : (we can
pause but like I said I won't be about tomorrow. If it can wait till you get
back that'd be uber cool cause Ang'd love to talk to Nate a bit)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((That's
cool, I can pause. :) ))
Angelia Caponelli : (nini
then!)
Singha -> Eye-of-the-Storm:
When the tentacles wrap around his feet,
Ingvar feels the sweeping sense of a rain washing through him, a mystical sense
of Gaia's love for THunder's gift of the rain, the sense of potential that
waits when those two touch one another.
Eye-of-the-Storm:
((I know we've paused, but let me post this so I remember to
expound once the log hits and we continue.)) *Ingvar's face slips from
carefully controlled to simple awe. Silent, focused inward, savoring something
that sweeps through him. Oddly, his face is a touch more appealing without all
the ice.*
Singha -> Eye-of-the-Storm:
He intuitively knows that the earthworm is
an expression of the purity of Thunder moving through the very soil of Gaia
herself. He also senses an intelligence behind the tentacles touching him, and
realizes that he is in contact with the giant creature holding Ang, speaking
with the human earthworm Iroquois...thingie. and now we pause. *G*
Singha:
*hits the official pause button*