Singha (Jan. 26): ((Howdy all. Sorry for being a few minutes late))

Singha (Jan. 26): ((had to go to the petstore and get handfeeding formula for the babies))

Angelia Caponelli : (it's all good. I have 6 hours exactly though hun)

Carla: ((Same here, pretty much. I might be able to go a bit longer, due to nap, but I can't guarantee it. I've been pretty poorly this weekend. So, here goes *G*))

Harvey Forrester: ((due to creative scheduling I have...11, 12 hours, maybe *G*))

Singha (Jan. 26): ((I am going to start today with a caveat: I apologize in advance if this scene is in any way lame or anticlimactic. I couldn't get to sleep last night, and so have had only 4 hours of sleep. So if i suck today... *shrugs* At least you can know I'm doing my best. *G*))

Stonewall: (Hello, so what now?)

Angelia Caponelli : (*hugs Singha*)

 

Singha (Jan. 26): ((The next half hour or so will be taken up with me filling peeps in and resolving what's gone on from Jan 23 through the 26th. So if Stoney and Harvey have anything they want to do or want to specificy how they prepare for this, now would be the time)

: OOC: Hiya,people.

Silkie: ((*fades in and gives Sleepless a hug*))

Singha (Jan. 26): ((I am also going to post here and paste to the forums my Singha Streamlined Combat rules. I ask that you review them and operate by them when/if we do enter combat))

Angelia Caponelli : (gotcha)

Harvey Forrester: ((oooh...streamlined))

Singha (Jan. 26): SINGHA'S STREAMLINED COMBAT RULES: 1. Once I ask for init, you will roll init and whatever init you get, that's your init for the rest of the scene. This init will be modded by injury and also may be improved by expenditure of Rage.

Singha (Jan. 26): ((Ack, not the rest of the scene but the rest of that combat situation))

: (Umm...What has happened to the forums?)

Carla: ((If you go to http://www.wodnyc.net you'll see announcements telling you what happened to the forums))

: OOC: Ah, thank you.

Singha (Jan. 26): 2. Once I have told you what order you are going in, then you will post what your PC does. Do not wait for me to ask you. Do NOT roll to shift unless I specifically request it. It is assumed in a combat situation your Shifter is hyped enough to be able to access his/her Rage enough to shift forms.

Stonewall: (What does Stoney find when he get to the Island? Does he need to do the Rite of the Opened Sky to Cleanse the island and the People? Or is worse then that and he need to Summon a Chinoock, An Artic Wind Spirit, to add power to the Rite of the Open Sky? Is he going to need to do the Rite of Bane Binding?)

Singha: 3. Once you have posted what your PC does, then you may roll for that action. Do NOT wait for me to tell you to roll. If you are doing any standard physical actions like attacking, your diff is 6. Called shots are diff 8. You may add all sux above the first one to your damage pool. If you succeed, you may roll damage without me asking you to do so.

Singha: ((I'll answer your question momentarily, Stoney, I'm finishing with the rules here.))

Nabiki: ((will be arriving with Stony and Harv))

Singha: 4. As the turn unfolds I will post what occurs and at the end of the turn I will post a summary. Rage actions will then be played out. After all Rage actions are done, then I will state that a new turn is occuring. You may then post your new actions for that scene. If you change your action in mid turn, you will go after the next slowest person in the init rank.

Stonewall: (okey, dokey.)

Singha: 5. If you are using Gifts or other special abilities, please make sure you know what the roll for those are before you decide to use them. I can not stop in mid combat to look things up for you.

Singha: 6. Please do not ICQ me during combat unless absolutely necessary. I have my hands full with PM's and other things and I may not even see the ICQ flash. Any Questions?

Angelia Caponelli : (nope)

Carla: ((Still costs a WP to change your action mid-turn, and even then only to a defensive action, yeah?))

Silkie: (aye aye captain, no questions)

Harvey Forrester: ((I'm good.))

Rauko: mhe?

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: Works for me.

Carla: ((I'm logging the scene, but be aware I won't be able to log any PM's that aren't to me *G*. So if you send / recieve PM's that you want to keep hold of, better log yourself too))

Rauko: ((*rices hand* where are the kids?))

Singha: Those with faulty memories may go here http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=Forums&file=viewtopic&p=7&sid=7bd7b88bdf15003e2fac1efeeb5fbb01#7 to review these rules.

Silkie: ((shakes head, hears brain rattling, copies link))

 

Singha: Rauko, and anyone else who hasn't, please read the following: http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=Forums&file=viewtopic&t=3&sid=6bc5ffd22b0d1c37851d8f33560f9267

Stonewall: (Just my previous ones.)

Carla: ((Colour change))

Rauko: (8*blush* reading))

Rauko: ((Troo changed the room... ow... messy *g*))

Rauko: ((ok no more questions =) ))

Carla: ((I don't change rooms, I just bugger around with the rest of the site *G*))

Silkie: ((bugger *giggle*))

Rauko: ((*lol* is still messy I keep trying to find buttons in the wrong place =P))

Carla: ((Is everyone caught up yet?))

Singha: Okay. So there are 3 days between the time Stoney receives the call and the time that Sam and John (and possibly Silkie, if she desires to help out this way) meet Stoney/Harvey/Nabiki/Rauko etc. at the meeting spot which is a dock in Hamiltol Beach, Queens nearby where Mas used to keep his houseboat.

Carla: ((Switching to a Singha-friendly colour so he doesn't ignore me *G*))

Silkie: *Oh yes, she's hangin' with the fish.*

Nabiki: (spray-paints Troo)

Singha: (Hamilton Beach) You who are meeting Sam, etc. please summarize what you'd be doing in that time period. Carla, I know what you're doing. Ang I am trying to resolve right now.

Rauko: ((uh... silent with strangers now hiding behin dStoeny and Harvey *nodnod*))

Carla: ((Cheers, Nabnabs *G*))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Sam and John have agreed to help ferry people over, and show up as planned*

Singha: And yes, Troo, it still costs a WP to change action to defensive action

Nabiki: *Watchful, letting the canines take the lead.*

Singha: Stoney, you don't know how bad things are until you actually get to the island so that part will be RP'd out.

Angelia Caponelli : 4,8,4,4,5,

Nabiki: 1,1,8,3,9,2,

Nabiki: ((Okay, she could be more watchful. *L*)) *A little distracted by all the distasteful water.*

Angelia Caponelli : 4,1,4,5,

Stonewall: *Stoney would go to the Sept Elders and inform them. And asks if there are any volunteers who would be willing to help in the Binding Rite. He make it very clear it is a deadly Rite. He also contacts the Uktena at Finger Lake.*

Singha: ((and since Troo's changed the forums, the forum link below only goes to the old forums. To reach the new forums, go to the rules link below and then click on forums)

Silkie: *more used to boats now, she bounces on the bow, demanding more speed* Faster!

Rauko: ((*blinlbin* SEE, messy!))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: Silkie: It won't necessarily be a boat...I don't think boats can get there safely.

 

Singha: What does Stoney contact Uktena about?

Silkie: ((oops.))

Singha: ((Yeah, Silkie, no more boats, due to the Asian's prowling around in their speedboats. *G*))

Nabiki: ((Ugh. They want the cat to swim!? Deadly rights are one thing, but getting wet is something entirely different.))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: Silkie, you'll soon hear how the aptly named "Swim-by-Shark" express functions.

Rauko: ((wait.... we are swimming to shore?!))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: Nabiki: Well, would the cat prefer trusting the Rokea to bind her essence into a seashell and carry that across? *eg* Quite similar to buying the cat in the bag...

Silkie: *hooking a ride on Watches dorsal fin, since they're faster than her*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: All in all, we might wait with the transport bit until Stonewall and the others have their prior business sorted out and everything is ready.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: (OOC: BRB)

Nabiki: *will swim, but not without grumbling and annoyed looks at those responsible (Stoney)*

Singha: Alright, since nobody else posted what they are doing meantime, then I shall explain what Stoney and his crew find once they arrive at the dock:

Silkie: *sabotages speedboats while we wait*

Rauko: ((don't a clue whay be doing, but staying away from stragners, and ceeping things in closed bag so girlie things and incense don't bet soak))

Singha: Meanwhile, in the cabin, Carla finds that Angelia is staying away from Trevor for the latter half of the 25th and on the morning of the 26th, she goes outside the cabin and doesn't return for hours.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: Jerry will just have been keeping watch over sleepers in the cabin, dealt with any injuries, and meditated, trying to get a spiritual feel for the place, in the days going by. And made food for those that are hungry, as well as attending to the pregnant Carla as much as possible.

Silkie: *Yes, a bored Silkie is a terrible thing. She's taken to the water, playing with sharks, and winding tough vines around boat propellers so she can watch the naughty spawn swarm around trying to figure out what's happened.*

Carla: She asks Jerry if he can find Angelia once she's gone for more than an hour, staying behind to care for Trevor.

Singha: At the dock, Stoney and the others find several african american types in a panel van full of underwater gear: wetsuits of all sizes, fins, breathing equipment, etc. A South African of Chinese extraction is on hand to explain the basics to those who don't know how to use any of the stuff.

Silkie: *Apparently there was a limit to how long she could sit still and just touch Jerry. Meditation is SO dull.*

Nabiki: *Has a look of disbelief on her face. This is a joke, right? They're not REALLY swimming to the island.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Jerry tries to locate Angelia as efficiently as he can now that the brambles does pass for him*

Rauko: *Stares at swits, looks to HArvey, then at swits, has the feeling they are all ging to drawn ((that is the wor,d right?))*

Silkie: ((drown))

Singha: Those learning about the use of underwater gear for the first time must have an Int of 2 or better to comprehend the instructions and retain them.

Rauko: ((Ergs.. drown and suits)) *BLUSH *))((and thanks))

Stonewall: What is going on?

Rauko: ((has int of 2 *beams*)) *staring wide eyes at isntructor, about to panic*

Singha: They are also given a special kind of grease that helps to protect their bodies from the extremely cold water, and allowed to strip off and change in the van.

 

Nabiki: *Is smart enough, she just can't believe they're really supposed to get in the.. *ew* ..water.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: (OOC: This is before Watches and Feeds show up, I take it?)

Rauko: *more wide eyes stare at instructor*

Nabiki: *Grease! Oh, this is getting worse and worse.*

Singha: ((Where do you look first, Jer? Tell me where you look and I'll tell you if you find her. *G*))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: (Awright. *s* Jer first heads from the cabin to the grave site)

Singha -> Carla: ((How does Carla try and help Trev?))

Silkie: *eats a crab* crunch*crunch*crunch*

Rauko: ((she just ate Mr scufels cousin!!!!))

Singha: Jer doesn't find Ang at the grave site. There are three paths, the one straight ahead goes to the docks. One goes off to the left, and another goes off to the right.

Singha -> Stonewall: ((and you never answered what Stoney summons Uktena for?))

Silkie: *fortunately Mr. Scuttles has many cousins* *CRUNCH*

Singha: ((Yes, this is an hour or two before Sam and the others are due to show up))

Rauko: ((*points* murderer! *giggles*)) *continues to panickly follow instructions, ending up grabbing onto cousin for once*

Carla -> Singha: ((She'll talk to him, sit with him, reassure him, give him WP if he needs it, even just discuss Elvis if it helps)).

 

Nabiki: *Greasing and grumbling as she suits up, getting her clothes sealed in plastic.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *He heads for the docks, carefully, looking for her*

Stonewall -> Singha: (Stoney did not summon Uktena. He called the Uktena at Finger Lake to them he might be doing a deadly rite. Hoping they know what he means.)

Harvey Forrester: *he'll calmly follow the instructions, he's bright enough to get it, and it appears as though they're going to have to swim to the island*

Silkie: *Maybe she'll bring Jan and Jerry some crabs later. Let them taste something really good, instead of all that stove stuff. Although she really did like the chowder.*

Singha -> Stonewall: ((Ohhhhh! Gotcha. Okies. *G*))

Silkie: *Thinks Carla might like crabs too. She looks like the sort who would enjoy crunching shells in her teeth.*

Stonewall: *Greases up and suits up. Sealing everything in plastic.*

Singha: Jerry doesn't find Ang at the docks.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Hmmm. Tricky. He heads back to the graves, then takes the right-hand path*

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: Oh, has any of that thorn damage healed in the last few days or is she still down 2 pts?

Rauko: *sesl, in plastic as ses do Stone and HArvey, still thinking this is a BAD idea, they are going to freeze, they are going to drown, she is and even more UTTER silence*

Singha: Once Stoney's crew is suited up, and their belongings sealed in water tight bags, Sam, John, and Silkie swim up to the docks, which are in a run down part of Hamilton Beach and fairly isolated.

Singha -> Carla: ((He does need more WP. If he does talk, it's to berate Carla and Malc and Ang unmercifully, so it's probably best not to talk to him. *G*))

Silkie: *Angelia is probably more of a cowrie eater though. picks up a shell and peers inside to see if it's occupied. Plucking a spine off a sea urchin she digs the cowrie out of its shell and gobbles it up.*

 

Carla -> Singha: ((He can have another 2 then))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Two fins breaking the surface. One belonging to a powerful, sleek Bull Shark about ten feet or so long, the other larger, the unmistakeable horror-movie image of the Great White, and a big one, too, of about 20 feet*

Carla: 3,4,7,10,3,5,4,

Silkie: *Looks up and waves to the sharks, kicking off the bottom.*

Rauko: ((We are seeing that?!)) *os, defintively hides behind HArvey and Stoney*

Singha -> Angelia Caponelli : ((I think it takes 3 days to heal from hurt and 1 day from bruised so no she's not healed up yet tho she is recovering))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: The two fins are by Hamilton Beach, yes.

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: Good, thanks

Stonewall: *Takes Michelle's hand pats it reassuringly.*

Silkie: *Trying to catch the sharks, grabbing for a tail.* Where ya going?

Rauko: *so makes a tiny sound and signales mostronsities to True Borns*

Carla: She gets back to meditating, needing to replenish herself.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *To Silkie* ~Picking up dirtwalkers~

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Meanwhile, the intrepid adventurer Jerry in his torn wetsuit is searching for Angelia along the right-hand path*

Singha -> Carla: ((Carla feels the scabbard filter the WP she transfers over, but can also feel a little bleed through of Trev's state of mind, which is dangerously close to breaking.))

Nabiki: *Looks from Michelle to the water, and really hopes that's someone she knows.*

Carla -> Singha: ((In that case, he can have another 3, making her donation 5 in total))

Rauko: *still just looks at Stoeny with eyes quite openened*

Singha: Jerry finds Ang, unconscious and deathly pale by the water's edge at the end of the trail.

Silkie: "I want to come." *Trying to clamber up on top of the shark and ride on him.*

Harvey Forrester: *catches that Stonewall isn't worries, so assumes this is fine. he's quiet, and waits for some indication of what to do*

Silkie: *Good thing she's all slimy, sharks are kind of scratchy.*

Singha -> Carla: ((He is also in quite bad shape physically, being dehydrated and not having eaten much over the past week or two.))

Nabiki: *watching calmly*

Carla -> Singha: ((If he accepts the WP and picks up a little, she will get him some water and food, but she'll be lethargic and really needing to get back and meditate))

Carla: She scrawls a note for Jerry, tears it out of her notebook, and stabs it to the table with the K-Bar. Then meditates.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Jerry curses, and checks Angelia quickly for injuries*

Singha: Ang's sports bra and some of her now long hair has been singed. Two large puncture wounds, the size of something like a railroad spike, enter her chest on either side of her breastbone. Where the bra has been singed away, over the reverse Spiral burn scar, is a new burn mark in the shape of a striking cobra, as if she's been branded there.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *The Bull Shark circles a bit* ~Silkie, hitch a ride with Feeds instead. We have many to bring, and Feeds is longer~

Stonewall: *Waits for the indication to join the sharks. You never advance on a sharks territory without being invited.*

Singha -> Silkie: 7,3,4,8,9,3,6,6,2,4,

Singha -> Silkie: ((oops, sorry, mispost. *G*))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Jerry's eyes widen. He quickly starts to hum, touching beside one of the wounds*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Trying to diagnose her injuries and see if she has internal injuries, poisoning or anything else*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: Two rolls for Life 1.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: 2,9,7,

Rauko: *Seeing Stoney and Harveys looks, jus tinwerdaly yelling, ow no.. don't be what I am thinking it is*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: 10,4,9,

Silkie: *Shark hopping, she finds Feeds larger size makes him a much more convenient mount, as she pops out of the water in front of the dorsal fin, for a quick peek at the shore. Something dark and mottled, hardly distinguishable from the dark water.*

Singha -> Carla: ((he's only able to accept the 2, unfortunately. The scabbard can't allow any longer contact than that. And he's unable to turn is focus away to eat or drink, he's sort of locked in combat with this thing, which makes him go from the apex of pleasure down to the most agonizing pain))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry -> Singha: OOC: Diagnosing with 2 succs for duration out the scene and 3 for effect.

Carla -> Singha: ((Then she's pretty stuffed, and needs Jerry to come back. So she'll go with the meditating))

Silkie: "Dirt-dwellers ahead," she warns the sharks.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *The two sharks come very close to the docks, and the smaller fin disappears under the water*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *A man comes climbing up on the docks*

Stonewall: *Nods.* Hello.

Rauko -> Singha: ((mhep, just quik notice is sunday I don't control lunch time with parents, round.. four central, think that is three hours I am going to be dragged out to have souper, then I can come back, but gonna take a bit as is sunday and socialising with family time))

Silkie: *Slides off Feeds, not wanting to be spotted by the dirt-dwellers. She swims to the dock and climbs a piling, a slick black and gray head, hairless, with a pair of dish-sized amethyst eyes peeks above the decking.*

Singha -> Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: Jerry finds that Angelia has 2 HL damage, one is from a deep puncture through the web of her hand, and the other level is from these fresh puncture wounds in her chest. She also has toxins moving through her blood, but it's not a venom that Jer can ID and while it seems as if it should kill her, it doesn't seem to be doing any damage that he can tell.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *The man that comes walking towards you looks like he could be a heavyweight boxer. Standing about 5'8'' tall, with a muscular body, he seems taller until he comes near . On top of a thick neck is a head that isn’t remarkably handsome. Short, red hair covers his head, over a broad forehead. His eyes are deeply set and a pale grey in colour, hooded under a strong brow. The nose is broad and short. His mouth is wide, and the casual observer would quickly note that his teeth seem disturbingly sharp, almost pointed, making his smile seem like a very threatening affair. He seems to be ready to fly off in a fit of fury at any time, compact muscles almost straining to walk normally rather than running, or hitting something. His voice has a hint of a harsh growl. When close or indoors, there seems to be a faint hint of fishlike smell near him*

Rauko: *blinks, and swiftly just moves somewhat behind Sotne and Harvey*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *The bruiser looks at Stonewall* Greetings, Stonewall child of Granite. Are you and the others you have brought ready to travel?

Nabiki: *Ah, it's Watches. Why is she not surprised? Nods to the rokea.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *On the island, Jerry curses softly in amazement, and lifts Angelia carefully, carrying her towards the cabin. He doesn't dare mess with this before he knows more*

Singha: The peeps in the van pack up and get ready to leave, remaining in the warmth of van itself until Stoney signals them to leave.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Wearing black and gray winter clothes suitable for the weather, the man that came up from the sea counts those present in wetsuits*

Angelia Caponelli : Is cold and limp in Jerry's arms, and very much unconscious.

Stonewall: Yes, we are. *Wave to the van.*

Singha: Ang is cold as Death in Jerry's arms, and her breathing is so slow, it appears that she could in fact be dead, if he didn't know better.

 

Silkie: *Ah, four more dirt-dwellers in seal skins. Yes, Silkie can count to four!*

Singha: The van drives off, and will go wait at the next meeting site for Jeremy and his group.

Rauko: *blinks and now gives Stoney at more kind of shokced look*

Singha -> Carla: ((roll for Carla's meditation))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *He nods at Nabiki, then looks at Stonewall* We will swim. Two of you for each shark. Get hold of a fin. Keep a strong grip, but be careful. The wetsuits have gloves, but shark skin can tear fabrics. It is a long swim, but you have enough air. Do not panic. Decide who goes with which shark before you dive into Sea. *Turns and walks towards the edge of the dock*

Carla: 9,5,3,6,10,

Stonewall: *Pats Michelle on the shoulder. You be ok.*

Singha -> Angelia Caponelli : ((Do you have the Hengeyokai book? If so, you can look at that, cause while unconscious Ang would get a crash course on the Asian Litany and the way time is viewed by the Hengs.))

Nabiki: *She REALLY doesn't want to get wet. If this weren't so important...*

Rauko: *and gives an even more shokced, look at WAtches hearing him, just kinda peering at Stonewall when pats, did he jsut heard that?!*

Silkie: *Kersplash* *Drops back into the water.*

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: I'm looking at it right now. :)

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Hurrying towards the cabin with Angelia*

Singha -> Carla: ((She gets 2 WP back while she's meditating...and it seems to her the island itself is what is giving her that resolve))

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Hearing no questions or objections, the bruiser walks off the dock, and disappears with a splash*

 

Stonewall: Michelle and I'll be on the Great White. Nabiki and Forrester the Bull Shark. Keep ahold and a watch on the other with you.

Nabiki: "Perhops the lighter two of us, should take the smaller shark." *gesturing to herself and Michelle*

Carla -> Singha: ((She thanks it deeply))

Nabiki: (dlp)

Rauko: *No complain jsut a paniced look at Watches, which then she gives Stonewall, just merely nodding*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Soon, there are two fins circling again*

Stonewall: Nabiki, you and Harvey need to make sure the other makes it. You two have much work to do later together.

Harvey Forrester: *he nods, and then glances to Nabiki before leaping off the dock and reaches for the Bull Shark's fin*

Stonewall: *Climbs into the water.* Come Michelle.

Nabiki: *Moves to the edge of the pier to cast a baleful look at the water as she sits down to pull on her fins.*

Nabiki: *Resignedly, she pulls down her mask, holding it in place as she drops into the water.*

Rauko: *Glances at Harvey once, before following Stonewall, don't sharks eat people.. and well yeat... garou too?.. don't they... ow... tense way into the water, at least she isn't feeling danger... well the tingle in her stomach, but the other kind*

Silkie: *Swims around under the sharks watching the dirt-dwellers come to Sea.*

Singha: After Stoney and the others determine who goes on what shark, they jump in the water and find it's incredibly cold. Luckily their prep people have taken the precaution of tying their waterproof bags to their belts and so all they really need to worry about is keeping hold of their guides and not panicking.

Carla: When Jerry returns to the cabin he finds Carla is meditating and there is a note pinned to the table that says in somewhat shaky handwriting "Jerry, please tend to Trevor, he requires medical attention. F."

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *The Bull Shark lets them take hold easily. The Great White as well. When all have taken hold, the two strong sharks start swimming deeper, and out into the bay*

Stonewall: *Helps Michelle over the Great White Shark and grabs a fin. Make sure Michelle does the same then keep an eye on her.*

Nabiki: *Makes her way to the bull shark, catching its fin as it passes, with Harvey already attached like some great parasite. She holds her other hand out to take Harvey's free hand.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Jerry gently places Angelia on the couch, reads the note, curses, and looks from the door to Trev's room to Ang and back. Kneels beside Angelia, placing a hand on her forehead and one on the puncture wound, and starts to sing softly*

Rauko: *easy, don't panic, don't panic, don't what?! holding for dear life, just trying not to think on shark terror stories*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry -> Singha: OOC: Jerry tries to heal Angelia of the wounds, hoping she'll wake up in the process, but doesn't dare mess with the toxin yet*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: 7,6,2,

Silkie: *Swims under them, since they're going slower, not ready to get that close to the seal-people yet.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: 2,6,8,

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry -> Singha: OOC: 4 succs should deal with the wounds.

Singha: After Silkie's thoughtful sabotage on the way out, they have no trouble with anyone intercepting them on the way in, and soon reach whatever part of the Island Sam chooses to make landfall.

Silkie: ((Hee, hee, hee. Chaos factor at work.))

Rauko: *and trying to do as told, and keep eye on SToney too*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Watches and Feeds direct people to the side path ending that is closer to the cabin than the docks*

Singha: Angelia's wounds heal, but she remains unconscious.

 

Nabiki: *Ug, out of the water but still ~greasy~*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Cursing softly, Jerry looks at Carla. Expecting that she wouldn't go off in a trance with Trev sick if it wasn't important, he leaves Ang a while to go check on Trevor*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *When all swimmers are on land, the bruiser walks onto shore, in slightly different clothes than before...With him is also a much taller, even more powerfully built man who is completely naked, except for a sort of belt of fish bones around his hips*

Stonewall: (So where on the island are they?)

Silkie: *Climbs out of the water naked. Brrr.* (1wp to take "silkie" form)

Singha: Stoney, Harvey, Nabiki, and Rauko find themselves climbing ashore in a small clearing of trees, the approach to which is surrounded by submerged trees that would be sure to catch the bottoms of most boats and tear their hulls out. The clearing itself is covered by rosebrambles that are about a half meter high, dense and far too green for this time of winter. The brambles part for everyone except Rauko.

Silkie: *Staying close to the rokea until she's sure the dirt-dwellers are safe. She left her clothes in the cabin.*

Rauko: *breathing glad they are on land, and still when the two men .... naked man and dressed man comes out, again easily slinks behind cousin and Stoney*

Stonewall: *On shore he looks around for Carla or Jan to be waiting for them.* (Activates Sense Wyrm and Sense Magic.)

Singha: Jerry finds Trev lying on the bed in one of the new bedrooms, both hands clutching tightly to a scabbard made of the finest, most luminescent rosewood, and encrusted with various gems and semi-precious stones.

Stonewall: 5,7,2,7,2,5,1,7,6,

Rauko: ((*snifles*)) *blinking, and trying to pass trough brambles then*

Stonewall: 3,9,3,6,4,4,9,7,3,

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Sam looks at Stonewall and Nabiki* We will take you to the cabin. Please don't linger. Silkie and John want their clothes.

Nabiki: *Pulling of her mask and fins, and looking around.*

Singha: ((All non aquatic types who were in the water, roll STA please))

Harvey Forrester: 9,2,3,5,

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Looking at the scabbard only for a moment, his attention turns to Trevor's state*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry -> Singha: OOC: Jerry still got the Diagnosis effect going for the Scene?

Rauko: 4,2,

Rauko: ((mhep))

Harvey Forrester: *removes whatever would impede his movement on land...fins and mask are about it, I'd presume*

Silkie: *Now that she has a closer look, she realizes she's seen these people before.* Harvey! Rauko! Hey, how's Mr. Scuttles? Don't worry Rauko. Watches can carry you.

Singha -> Stonewall: ((SToney doesn't sense any wyrm in the immediate area. The entire island radiates strong magic, so much so that it's hard to distinguish specific things from the 'background noise' of all the magic here.))

Rauko: *takes thingies of too, body numbled*

Stonewall: 8,4,6,7,

Harvey Forrester: "Hello Silkie."

Nabiki: 2,2,8,5,

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *As the brambles don't pass for Rauko, as it does pass for him, Watches grunts* Be careful. They hurt. I can carry you.

Rauko: *half blank look at Silkie though gives her a tiny smile*

 

Singha -> Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: ((Yes. Trevor is extremely dehydrated, thoroughly sleep depped, and has eaten maybe one comeplete meal in the past 14 days))

Stonewall: *Keeps the gifts active as he follows his guides.*

Singha: Stoney doesn't really feel the cold much. Harve and Nabiki are shivering, and have tinglies in their hands. Rauko is extremely chilled, shivering and chattering her teeth, her lips and fingernail beds blue.

Silkie: *Runs up ahead of them, because she's freezing, racing to the cabin for her clothes, challenging the brambles to part fast enough for her, but not running through them if they're slow.*

Rauko: *and as Watches speaks, gues he is the one Silkie spoke of, just.. ergs... looks back at Silkie, insitntivkly nervious about those she doens't know, teeth clattering, doubting she can speak, kind of .... blanky nods*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *In the cabin, Jerry curses loudly. Drawing a deep breath, he puts one hand on his stomach and one on his chest, and starts singing softly*

Singha: The brambles move away from the running Silkie as if they are waves receding from a shoreline. They remain parted for the rest of the group, until the last shifter has passed.

 

Nabiki: *Looking curiously at the graves.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry -> Singha: OOC: Trying to do it with three rolls. Your call if this is Life 2 or 3, I'm unsure.

Silkie: *Grabs a blanket and uses it for a towel, blinking at the statue-still Carla.*

Rauko: *hugging herslef, wlaking trying to curl in self, cold, freezing cold*

Singha: Stoney would recognize this clearing as the one where Mas was raised. A little farther through the woods and down a short trail is a large stone cliff, partially obscured by a curtain of brambles. The stone has a window in it, and Stoney would recognize this as the cabine from before, only it's bigger and takes up a bit more of the clearing where it sits.

Silkie: *Hops in a circle around Carla, on one foot, then the other, pulling on her clothes, which are really Mas' clothes and far too big for her.*

Stonewall: *Walks to the cabin and enters.* Watches> Thank you for the ride and the guild to here. Is there someplace to change?

Singha -> Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: ((3))

Carla: She's in her throne, uh, chair, eyes closed, deep in some kind of trance.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *The stocky man looks at Stonewall* The cabin has room.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: 9,5,4,

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: 5,2,3,

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: 7,8,9,

Silkie: *After a little dance around Carla she calls out, "Jan? Jerry? Angelia?"

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry -> Singha: OOC: Should be 7 successes...Taking it quicly to allow others into action.

 

Rauko: *utter silent but fo clathering of teeth, just looking, begging silently for warm place and warm cloths*

Angelia Caponelli : Ang is still laying where Jerry left her, her tangled hair singed, her top burned away, her torso braned with the old reverse spiral and (I presume) the new serpant (unless that healed too).

Nabiki: *Also quiet, but observant. Looking forward to getting out the wet suit and de-greased.*

Singha: The cabin is warm, heated by a woodstove in the main entry room, which is rather large and rectangular, with a table, chairs, etc. near the small kitchen area, and a couch and piles of blankets and various cabinets and cupboards and such on the other end of the room. In the kitchen area is the woodstove, and on the left of the stove are 3 doors. On the right is one door, that's boarded up with treebranches hastily hammered across the entrance.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: For clarification: Jerry didn't try to heal away the serpent brand.

Carla: Her hair is cut raggedly halfway down her back, her clothes are tattered, torn, and reek of dried blood (but being all black not much can really be seen). Her posture is regal, her face calm.

Rauko: *ok so, breaths once inside and tryes to remember how it feels to be warm, rubbing arms, and looking for where she could change, still sielnt, though gets to wishper to Watches* thank you

Silkie: *Nearly tripping over Angelia. What's she doing on the floor?* "Angelia? Wake up. We have company." *Giving her a little shake, then touching her burns.*

Singha: ((Jan is no longer on the island, having left to get Stoney and is now off setting decoys for the Asians so as to keep the path that the Garou are taking to the island clear. Watches and John need to head back out and to bring Jeremy and the other Garou he's getting for the rite))

Stonewall: Thank you. *And goes to a spare room to change and clean off the grease. He put on some ceremonial clothes and rearrange stuff in his satchel to get to the ritual items quickly.*

Nabiki: *Takes a long look at the two unconscious women.*

Harvey Forrester: *sees Angelia* "What happened?" *a sense of urgency in his voice, and concern*

Rauko: ((we see the others?))

Angelia Caponelli : She just lays there, unconscious, limp and pale.

 

Rauko: *and stares a bit blank, and shokced at the women in the mess*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: For information, Angelia is on the couch.

Silkie: "I don't know. She was just here."

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Watches and John tell people to stay there and talk to those who are present, then they rush off to get Jeremy and the others*

Singha -> Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: Jerry restores the fluid levels in Trev and repairs the sleep dep and lack of food imbalances (but he's not putthing weight on the guy, is he?). But Trev has not moved from his position on the bed, and continues to grip the scabbard tightly.

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *Soft singing can be heard from one of the rooms*

Rauko: *will see them leave and then look to STone and harvey, and then at AGn adn Carla, staying just plain near the wall, still shivering*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry -> Singha: *Not putting weight on him unless it's clear that he will not be able to function without it*

Singha: (And Jeremy's not due for 2 more hours so you can drop Watches part of your nick))

Silkie: *Scowls as her fish leave. She could have stayed in the water if she knew there were more of them.*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: *The song ends*

Stonewall: Exit the room. Michelle,change your clothes and warm up. Nabiki and Harvey do the same. They have been there a while so you can tend to your necessities first.

Singha -> Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: ((the guy is alot thinner than he should be but not in immediate danger of dying from it.))

Harvey Forrester: *if/when a spare room is available, he'll first make sure Michelle goes in to change into something warm, and when she comes out, he'll go and change into his normal clothing, cleaning off the grease*

Watches-the-Wound/Da Jerry: OOC: Watches and Feeds will be GONE for a good while.

 

Nabiki: *Walks over to look down at Angelia.* Harvey> "You know her?"

Harvey Forrester: "Yes...she's Shadowcaster."

Jerry B. Toroscello -> Singha: OOC: He doesn't want to fiddle with him more than necessary now. He'll try to get him awake, then make sure he eats and maybe help him gain more nourishment than he otherwise would from what he eats.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Hearing voices in the main room, he blinks, then opens the door*

Nabiki: *Will let Michelle go ahead of her, but pre-empts Harvey for the room.*

Singha: "I will not submit," Trev growls with renewed strength as Jer finishes singing.

Singha: ((Trev has been awake all this time, just locked in mental combat with something))

Silkie: *Pets Angelia's burnt hair.* Jerry! We have company.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *DLP*

Rauko: *blinks, lookign to both cousing and Stone and nods, clathering going to change*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Soothing voice to Trevor* No, you will not submit...You are stronger than that. I'll try to help you as best as I can. You hang on in there...But you need food.

Rauko: ((getting rid of greese too))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *THEN goes to open the door*

Silkie: *Slinks over to peek in at Trevor.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Wearing the partly shredded remains of a wetsuit rolled down to his midriff, his skin is deeply tanned, like he's spent a lifetime on the beach, and the wrinkles around his eyes and the streaks of grey in his thick, dark hair at the temples testify that he's not the youngest of the crowd. His dark brown eyes seem to be very alive, warm and fascinating, but they seem to convey a deep sadness. He seems like a guy who can smile with the best of them, but it’s rarely seen now. A handsome man, even if he’s growing old... A couple of rings are on his fingers, but none of them seem to be a wedding band. Those who know him, and recognise him, would notice how he’s a lot less joyous and content than usual*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Silkie and the others there, blinking* Silkie, what's going on?

Stonewall: *Looks at Jerry.* Greetings.

Singha: Angelia looks deathly still, and her skin has an odd pallor to it. If you don't look closely to see her breathing, you'd think she's dead.

Silkie: "We brought company."

Singha: Trevor lies on one of the new beds in one of the new bedrooms Carla created. He's gripping tightly to a rosewood scabbard that's encrusted with jewels.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He nods* I see that. Trevor is in there, he is struggling with something. I've made him stable. Angelia has been poisoned, but the poison doesn't seem to hurt her. It's...inactive, but active. Hell, I don't know.

Silkie: *Glances back at the couch.* "Is Angelia dead now? She won't wake up."

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Stonewall, Harvey, Rauko and Nabiki. Smiles sadly* Hello. I'm Jerry. Sorry for not having coffee ready for you. Things are a bit crazy here.

Singha: The sword that Carla has had in the past in sheathed in the scabbard.

Rauko: *changed, she finally goes out, finally warm, stoppin by the entrace as sees yet another extranger this one awake*

Rauko: *she is a smallish teenager, near her sixteen. Dirty blond, curly hair falls to her shoulders, generally loose, green eyes peer unsurely towards the world, seeming kin, but not secure. Her frame is slender, almost small. Her hands are dedicated, of large fingers, and oddly long fingernails, even though they seem to be kept short they have a longness to them. Though what most call the attention are her eyes, they look almost yellowish, like those of a wolf, with a slight red circle around the yellow, before the white of the eyes. Her teeth do to seem slightly large, specially the canines. Despite this she still seems to draw the attention of the eye, with her delicacy, and her instinctive shyness, that seems to give her a exotic kind of prettiness.* ((physical stats, her height is around 4'11", and her weigh a bit more than 70 pounds)) http://www.geocities.com/furygodess/Rauko.html

Singha: ((is sheathed))

Stonewall: (Sense Wyrm and Sense Magic are still running.)

 

Silkie: *Aaaa the sword.*

Rauko: *and puruse her lips tight as listens JErry, then peers a moment at Stoney

Jerry B. Toroscello -> Singha: OOC: Don't know if Stoney's Sense Magic would pick up anything on Jerry. Sense Wyrm probably won't, unless there's something I've missed. *s*

Singha -> Stonewall: ((Stoney can sense Wyrm through the boarded up door. As I said before, the magic on the island is so strong, he can't tell what individually is magical. There is too much background noise, so to speak))

Nabiki: *A nod to Jerry, followed by, "Excuse me." She goes to use the room before Harvey beats her to it.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He blinks at the sight of Rauko's eyes. But he's not as surprised by the motley crew as he would have been. Walks towards Angelia on the couch*

Harvey Forrester: *well, as soon as he sees Nabiki moving to the room, he yields it to her*

Rauko: ((yay! finally someone reads the DD *giggles*))

Singha -> Stonewall: ((If Stoney looks into Trev's room, he will sense wyrm in Trev's direction but it will be hard to pinpoint whether it's Trev who's wyrmy or the sword.))

Silkie: *Slips into the room for a better look at Trevor and the sword.*

Rauko: *if so at JErry's look slinking more back, and ending sliding behind Stoney*

Jerry B. Toroscello: (OOC: I've read it before, but Jerry hasn't really met her. *s*)

Nabiki: *Takes a little longer than the others, likely being more meticulous about being grease-free.*

Singha: ((Guys, there are two doors that are not the door to the room and are not the boarded up door. One room is a bathroom the other a bedroom, so Stoney and Harve use the bathroom and Nabiki and Rauko use the bedroom and now everybody is dreseed and dry and warm.))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks towards the door* Silkie, don't touch the scabbard or the sword. Trevor is working very hard in there.

 

Rauko: ((*giggles-* yea but ya the first in reacting to it ))*and the slide to Stoney, touching him very faintly*

Silkie: *Jerks her hand back.* "I wasn't gonna!"

Rauko: ((nhe, even still behind him dha!))

Carla: She takes a deep breath, eyes opening slowly, a look of relief on her face.

Nabiki: *Walking out of the bedroom.* Trevor is here?

Singha: ((*hits pause* I need now to be clear on who is where.))

Rauko: *great, and now the other is awake to, stays half behind Stoney, not beeing HArvey becasue he was somewhat afar*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He looks at Carla, seems a bit distraught* Carla, I didn't want to disturb you. Angelia has been poisoned, somehow.

Rauko: ((rices hand right behind Stoeny *nodnod*))

Jerry B. Toroscello: OOC: *Pauses* Is by Angelia, who is laying on the couch.

Rauko: ((as in.. keeping him between her and extrangers))

Harvey Forrester: ((he's in the main room, now having changed and removed the grease))

Singha: ((Carla, Jerry, Rauko, Ang and Harve are in the main room, correct? Silkie is in Trev's bedroom. Nabiki is just exiting the middle bedroom. Where is Stoney?))

Silkie: *In the bedroom, standing at the head of the bed beside Trevor.*

Nabiki: ((Yep))

 

Angelia Caponelli : (I'm on the couch :)

Stonewall: *Kneels next to Ang. body to examine her.*

Rauko -> Singha: reminds you danger sense, just in case

Rauko: *so SToney goint nearer the strangers and the growly woman, take it is out of it.. but... slincks back to the wall*

Singha: ((okies. *unpauses*))

Singha -> Rauko: ((Roll for her dangersense))

Singha: ((And Rauko does know Carla and Ang, so the only stranger here is Jerry?))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He looks at Stonewall a bit sceptically, since he doesn't know any of these people. Well, there's something familiar about Harvey, but he can't quite place him*

Rauko: 7,4,2,7,9,

Carla: Her dark eyes swiftly take in the sudden new arrivals, and she rises to her feet, murmuring "I do apologise. Welcome, everyone."

Nabiki: *Looks to Jerry.* "Pardon for not giving my name. I was most uncomfortable. I am Nabiki Tala'mau."

Rauko: ((yup, though she never spoke to Carla, she just saw her with Ang, and she still things Ang is all growly and angerly near her *nodnod*))

Harvey Forrester: "And I am Harvey Forrester."

Singha: Stoney finds Ang as previously described: Unconsious, pale as death, breathing slowly, with a fresh brand of a striking cobra between her breasts and a singed off sports bra, the longer ends of her hair also singed.

Nabiki: *Including Carla in the introduction, as the woman comes to life.*

Stonewall: (Do I need to post Stoney's description?)

Singha -> Rauko: ((Rauko senses there is a creeping danger behind the boarded up door))

Rauko: *Just eyeing CArla, kind of nods but is complete silence, to many people in the same cabin*

Stonewall: *Looks at her hands for her Rose tattoo.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He nods at all* Carla's in charge here, as you probably know. She'll call the shots. I'll just try to keep people alive. *Looks at Angelia* Which I'm not quite sure how to do right now. I've healed her injuries, there were two huge puncture wounds over her breastbone and one through her hand. But there is a toxin in here that I don't quite know what to do with.

Carla: She bows a little to Nabiki. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Nabiki. I am Faris Chiaroscuro."

Silkie: *Slinks out of Trevor's room before temptation can nab her.*

Singha: Ang's Rose brand is gone, as is the wound through it.

Rauko: *blinks now, staring at the boarded-up door* Harvey

Harvey Forrester: *glances to Michelle* "Yes?"

Carla: She looks to Jerry. "Thank you for your hard work, Jerry. Perhaps you could rest for a while and take care of yourself now?" She smiles gently, then looks to the others. "Please, make yourselves comfortable and excuse me while I see how Trevor is?" She ducks her head then heads into Trevor's room.

Nabiki: *Bows to Carla.* "A pleasure to make your acquaintance." *Seems she's heard the name before and bears its owner some respect.*

Rauko: *signales the door, with that looks she was having in the cabins right after everyone found out what she could do*

Stonewall: Great, just great. So Carla, what did you mess up this time?

Singha: Trev is just as intent as he has been in the past, still locked in mental and spiritual combat, hands gripping the scabbard tightly.

 

Silkie: *Darts past Carla, and attaches herself to Jerry's hand.*

Harvey Forrester: *looks to the boarded up door, and tenses*

Rauko: *has heard the name, but not linked to anything, so just glance at each talking and back to stare at the door like if it were a cobra ready to strike*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He follows Carla to the door* I'm all right. Trevor needs sleep and food, but I doubt he will give it priority. I have removed the most pressing health hazards to him so far, but it's a temporary measure.

Singha: ((LOL @ how Stoney immediately blames Carla for it))

Nabiki: *Eyes drifting to Stonewall.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Finding Silkie near him again, he smiles sadly* Hello, there.

Carla: She nods at Jerry's words, pausing by Trevor to gaze down at him.

Silkie: *Looks up at Jerry.* "I can help."

Stonewall: (She is in charge.)

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Stonewall, a bit sceptical since he still doesn't know who he is*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Silkie* That's good. You mean with Trevor or with Angelia?

Singha: (I know, it's just funny since I know how it all came about. *G*))

Harvey Forrester: *walks over to the boarded up door, and puts his ear up to it, attempting to hear if there's anything on the other side*

Rauko: *and frowns, still looking back at Harvey, then at SToney and staring at the door again, like if she would think it is going to eat them all* sh.. sh. shouldn't.. we... go out.. of here? *said low, jsut daring say that*

Silkie: "Which ever one you want. I have a magick tongue." *Sticks it out for him to see.* "Thee?"

Carla: She looks to Jerry. "Go through the medical things Angelia brought. See if you can arrange a drip for fluid and get him at least rehydrated."

Singha: ((Roll WP, Harvey))

Rauko: *tensing as her cousing aproaches the evil door*

Nabiki: *Eyes following Harvey.*

Rauko: ((damm it))

Rauko: *muttering shaprly and paninkgly* Harvey!

Harvey Forrester: 8,8,2,4,9,

Stonewall: *looks at Harvey.* Forrester, be careful there is strong evil on the other side of that door.

Nabiki: *surprisingly bold for Michelle*

Rauko: *and then looks wide eyes at Stoney*

Harvey Forrester: ((good job warning me in advance! *rolls eyes* *G*))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He looks at Silkie* Uhmmm...I don't know if that would help. *Looks at Rauko* Go out?

Silkie: *A little crest-fallen, she releases his hand.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks sharply towards the branched off door* Please leave that door alone for now. It will take more to deal with that problem.

 

Singha -> Harvey Forrester: He feels something whispering to his most selfish, evil, lustful, perverse impulses, hammering on the horrible secret of his past...did he commit murder during his first change? He manages to pull away from the door before it sucks him under.

Rauko: *supriced they would keep something evilly just behind a blocked door, and just looks at Jerry, purxsuing her lips close tight, Stoeny knows what he is doing*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He blinks, and looks at Silkie* I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that you can't help. Just that I don't know if you can. What Trevor needs, is rest and food. He's not injured, and I have gotten him rehydrated as well as dealt with the sleep deprivation. Angelia has poison in her body that isn't hurting her for some reason.

Carla: She rests a hand on her belly for a moment, then returns to the main room, smiling genuinely warmly at Stonewall. "Thank you for coming, Stonewall."

Silkie: "Maybe it's not really poison. Or maybe she's holding it off with magick. Want me to take it?"

Rauko: ((they should have told us *g* ))

Carla: Beyond her tattered clothing, the skin of her chest has many bright colours on it, glimpses of golden yellow, scarlet red, snowy white, and a vibrant green.

Harvey Forrester: *pulls back sharply* "What...what is that?"

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He furrows his brow* She might be holding it off...It's probably best to remove it. It's the whole serpent brand thing that worries me.

Rauko: *her eyes staying then on her cousin, dead worried and still looking at the door like if could move and eat him*

Carla: She glances toward Harvey as he speaks, then her eyes widen ever so slightly. "Please, I must ask you all to stay away from that room for the moment."

Nabiki: *Eyes flicker to the door and back to Harvey.*

Harvey Forrester: *oh he's stepping away from the door!*

Rauko: *eyeing momentarily Carla, to surpriced and then back at evil door and cousin-

Stonewall: I did not agree to help yet Carla. I am just here to see what you all meesed up. And if I do help it will not because I think you should be helped. *There is absolutely no warmth in his eyes or voice.* You and Angelia have made your beds. So tell me what happened.

 

Nabiki: *Moves towards Angelia to have a look at her brand.*

Rauko: *looking a moment ot Stoney and back to Harv, staying close to the wall far away of the door, and listening, though leeps vigilant of what she feels there*

Singha -> Nabiki: Nabiki sees the brand is the same symbol as the one on the pendant Nabiki was given by Trev.

Carla: "The Black Rose has grown. It was feeding off Trevor's fears and dreams, then it started feeding off Angelia when Trevor gained the scabbard. Angelia's Rose became corrupted, and Trevor opened himself up to draw her corruption into himself to save her. Now he is battling it, and both require cleansing urgently."

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He looks at Carla, blinking. Not getting all of that* Is the toxin in her something that will go away with that, do you think?

Nabiki -> Singha: (Is it a mark of service to her totem?)

Nabiki -> Singha: ((thanks, is slow *L*))

Carla: She looks to Jerry, then down at Angelia. She regards the brands on her stomach, the singeing. "No. The venom within her is something only she can defeat."

Stonewall: And the grave site?

Nabiki: *Blinks at the brand.*

Carla: "Mas and Billy."

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Furrows his brow* You don't think me removing the toxin will do any good? That it's something more spiritual than physical?

Stonewall: And how died they die?

Silkie -> Singha: *Crowds Nabiki as she pulls the blanket down and looks for a good spot to lick Angelia.*

Carla: "If you remove the toxin, she will not face a part of herself that she must face if she is to continue."

Singha -> Stonewall: ((Ang has no taint what so ever, tho she does have some wyrm to her.))

Silkie: *Crowds Nabiki as she pulls the blanket down and looks for a good spot to lick Angelia.*

Singha -> Silkie: ((Any spot is fine))

Carla: She looks to Stonewall. "By the Sword. They now are one, balanced, and sit on the Iron Throne."

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He looks at Silkie* You heard that, Silkie? Better leave the poison for now. Her wounds are taken care of.

Silkie: *Nope, nope, the toxin's got to go. That's her job afterall. Licks the burned spot.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Then looks at Carla again, furrowed brow* I really hope you're sure about this. I wouldn't want to see her die of something that I could have helped with.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Takes Silkie's shoulder* No. It's not a normal toxin. It might hurt you instead of not hurting her.

Singha -> Silkie: ((roll))

Rauko: *so stays in place in silence*

Carla: "She requires Cleansing, as does Trevor, if we are all to survive this."

Stonewall: Great Carla, you put a mad man on the throne. So how is this to raise Malcolm?

Silkie: 2,2,6,7,7,8,

Carla: "He is not mad. He is quite stable. Are you here to help?"

Stonewall: Carla, she is not tainted. It is part of her essence.

 

Silkie: *It's too late, she already licked her.* ((banish sickness))

Carla: "Then Trevor succeeded in removing all of her Taint, in which case it is merely him who requires Cleansing. But since it makes no difference between Cleansing one and Cleansing many, I see no reason for you to not do all of us if you will Cleanse Trevor."

Silkie: *But it was just one little lick, right? No harm in that.*

Singha: Silkie feels a burning sensation on her tongue as she licks Ang, the taste quite stimulating, in a strange, firey kind of way. Ang feels the coldness in her limbs fall away, and awakens.

Rauko: *silently watching, listening and keeping an on evil door, can't help it*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Not sure of all this mumbo-jumbo anyway, he grunts, and lets go of Silkie's shoulder*

Stonewall: I am here to determine what can be done, what needs to be done and then discuss proper payment. That is what I told Gma and that is what she was to explain to Jan.

Carla: "Jan has not returned."

Singha: Those looking as Silkie see a breif, flaming nimbus around her tongue for a few moments after she licks Ang, and then it dissipates.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Hearing Stonewall, he looks at him with surprise, then frowns. Walks over to the kitchen-esque side* Coffee or anything else warm, anyone?

Silkie: *Rolls her tongue around in her mouth. She rather liked that. She leans down to do it again.*

Angelia Caponelli : She groans softly, her fingers and toes twitching a little as warmth and sensation trickle back into them. She inhales deeply, filling her lungs fully for the first time in many hours and her pale eyes crack opened as she exhales. "Thank you." She says horsely though it's hard to tell where it's directed.

Rauko: *eye wides watching , listneing*

Nabiki: *watching the girl with unbridled curiosity as her tongue ..flares?*

Carla: "I would appreciate a coffee, thank you Jerry." She retakes her seat in the rocking chair, sitting very regally for a pregnant woman in torn clothing.

 

Silkie: *Hesitates.* "Hey she's awake!" Jerry> "Can I have some cocoa?"

Rauko: *not asnwering offer to hot drink, is... crowded, is scared of the door and is.. well. . out of place*

Stonewall: *Stands and goes in to check on Trevor.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He looks at Angelia, nods at Silkie* Good. Yes, I'll see what I can cook up.

Singha -> Silkie: Once the flame dissipates, Silke tastes the aftertaste of chulorviah, as if the flames were destroying the culoriviah in Ang.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Putting on a kettle to boil up water*

Angelia Caponelli : She reaches her hand up and touches Silkie's hair lightly as she focus' on the strange, licking woman and then around the room slowly.

Stonewall: *Is it the same sword Malcolm dropped?*

Carla: She smiles warmly to Michelle and murmurs gently "It's all right. I don't think I caught your name last time we met?"

Silkie: Beams at Jerry's praise. "Toldja I could help." Grins at Angelia's pet.

Harvey Forrester: *is quiet in a corner, sort of keeping an eye on things...especially the door, that no one explained to him*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Scratching his cheek as he stokes up the stove. Seems a bit dissatisfied with something*

Silkie: *Oh, oh, she knows that taste! Looks intently at Angelia.* Where'd you get it?

Rauko: *blinking as Carlas talks her way, even peers about to see if there is someone else, beofre loking back, presing her lips tight before wishpering* Rauko *kist out of instict, to used to the nickname*

Singha: Trevor is lying in the bed, eyes open, hands griping the scabbard tightly. The sword is sheathed in the scabbard. Trevor's face looks pained but determined. He has lost quite a bit of weight, and his hair and eyebrows have been dyed to look salt and pepper grey, but about a quarter inch of his hair has grown in his natural wheat blonde, as has the stubble on his chin.

Nabiki: *Also quiet, and observational, an occassional glance towards Michelle to make sure the girl is alright.*

Stonewall: *From Trevors Room.* Hey, Forrester.

Harvey Forrester: *heads over at Stonewall's call* "Yes?"

Carla: "Rauko." She nods softly. "Please, do not be afraid. The only danger here is behind that door, and I have no intention of letting it out."

Angelia Caponelli : She nudges Silkie off her if the woman's still hovering and sits up, streaching out slowly, and yawning, looking for all the world to be untroubled by her time in coma. She looks over Silkie and offers a little smile before reaching towards her chest, "Fire Snake." She tells her.

Singha -> Stonewall: ((Stoney senses it to be the same sword, but it doesn't look anything like that, now. The hilt and pomel are made of red white and green gold in the shapes of vines intertwined and the pommel is encrusted with gems of vearious hues.))

Nabiki: *Trails after Harvey, wanting to have a look at Trevor.*

Nabiki: *Also quiet, and observational, an occassional glance towards Michelle to make sure the girl is alright.*

Stonewall: *From Trevors Room.* Hey, Forrester.

Harvey Forrester: *heads over at Stonewall's call* "Yes?"

Carla: "Rauko." She nods softly. "Please, do not be afraid. The only danger here is behind that door, and I have no intention of letting it out."

Angelia Caponelli : She nudges Silkie off her if the woman's still hovering and sits up, streaching out slowly, and yawning, looking for all the world to be untroubled by her time in coma. She looks over Silkie and offers a little smile before reaching towards her chest, "Fire Snake." She tells her.

Singha -> Stonewall: ((Stoney senses it to be the same sword, but it doesn't look anything like that, now. The hilt and pomel are made of red white and green gold in the shapes of vines intertwined and the pommel is encrusted with gems of vearious hues.))

Nabiki: *Trails after Harvey, wanting to have a look at Trevor.*

Stonewall: I know you have a question now? So shoot?

Rauko: *her eyes move to the door, not looking like she dind't knew, and faintly back, just nodding a little bit*

Harvey Forrester: "What is behind that door?"

Carla: She flashes a warm smile at Angelia. "Glad you're back with us."

Silkie: "Where is it?" *getting nudged back, but still intent on Angelia*

Rauko: *her eyes though then immidiatly going to Harvey leaving the room, with Stonewall too out of THIS room, and frankly stares their way*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Angelia while picking up coffee and cocoa powder* You had puncture wounds in your chest and on your hand.

Carla: 2,3,4,6,9,

Singha: "Roosthorn," Trev says, his voice in a growl, quite hoarse from screaming for days on end.

Carla: ((oops, wrong number))

Carla: 9,8,2,3,4,3,6,

Angelia Caponelli : She touches her chest lightly, "Here." She tells Silkie before turning a soft smile on Carla and rising up to her feet. She looks over Jerry and then down at her hand, turning it over, staring at her naked palm for a moment.

Rauko: *perking at the growl, still staring teh way HArv and Stone are cause that is the way it came out from*

Silkie: *Does her impatience dance.* No, no ,no! The one that gave you that!

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He shrugs* It's gone now. I healed it. Angelia, do you know why you were injured and unconscious down by the shore?

Angelia Caponelli : She turns her head to regard Carla for a moment, her warm smile lingering.

Nabiki: *Walks over to the bed and looks down at Trev.* "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Carla: 5,7,3,10,1,5,9,

Stonewall: *Looks at Harvey.* There's your answer. So Trevor, how far from the door can you go?

Carla: She looks at Angelia and murmurs "Trevor is in a stable condition. He and Stonewall are through in Trevor's room, along with Harvey and a lady named Nabiki."

Angelia Caponelli : She sniffs the air and looks down towards the bed room furtherst from the blocked door before turning her attention a little distractedly to Jerry, "Yes. It was Fire Snake's gift."

Harvey Forrester: *he lets out a low growl, and nods, returning to where he was, watching*

Carla: She rises to her feet, expecting Angelia to go to Trevor, and following her if she does. If she doesn't she goes there on her own.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Angelia, soft voice* Hell of a gift. It seems like Trevor hasn't eaten hardly a bit for a couple of weeks, and not slept much, either. He was falling apart. I've patched it up for now, but he needs a change of pace as soon as possible.

Silkie: *Is SO going to have Fire Snake for dinner.* Angelia> "Well?"

Rauko: *just merely watching and listening again, silent*

Angelia Caponelli : "Thank you Jerry," she says politely before inclining her head respectfully to Carla and padding down to the room Trevor and the others are in.

Silkie: *Now glued to Angelia, going after her.* "You HAVE to tell me!"

Carla: She remains just inside the room's door, regarding the tableau before stating clearly, calmly "So, Stonewall, do you require any further information before you can make your decision?"

Singha: Trev doesn't answer Stoney, continuing to battle whatever he's dealing with.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Gathering cups for coffee and cocoa*

Angelia Caponelli : She looks to Silkie and explains patiently, "Fire Snake is a spirit Silkie."

Rauko: *slightly relieves at be left alone in the main room, though then starts staring at the door*

Nabiki: *Looks from Trev to Stonewall.*

Stonewall: Hmph. (Uses Hidden Depth)

Stonewall: 6,3,8,9,8,8,1,3,7,

Nabiki: ((poor Rauko))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Rauko* You sure you don't want some cocoa or coffee?

Singha: ((roll, Stoney))

Stonewall: Yes, Carla. And as usual it is like pulling teeth with you. So either go sit down and shut up or tell me everything starting with the Murder of Mas.

Angelia Caponelli : She looks over the others in the room rather calmly herself. She moves around the others and to the side of Trevor's bed, studying him for some time. "I called him Silkie."

Rauko: ((jeje... *snugz Nabiki*)) *perking at Jerry's, looking his way a long moment, before she wishpers* I'm.. fine.. thankyou

Angelia Caponelli : "Stonewall-rhya, I beg you. Please. Watch your tone. There is enough negitive energy here," She says gently, reaching over to brush Trevor's sweat dampened hair from his forhead.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He smiles sadly, warm deep voice* Good. *Taking the kettle off the stove*

Silkie: "Well call it again."

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Hearing bits and pieces of what is said in the other room, he grunts*

Stonewall: Angelia, I am tired of coddling people that used up the chances. So Carla which is it?

Rauko: *she just kinda nods at JErry and looks bit down, ending sitting there in the floor, back to the wall, out of the way*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Grunts, unhappily. Filling up a couple of cups, one with coffee and one with cocoa*

 

Singha -> Stonewall: ((SToney can tell that Trev would dearly love to succumb to whatever taint is trying to take him over, but that some internal pride and fortitude is not allowing him to submit. Trev has been tortured non stop for 3 days, battling this thing, and Carla has granted Trev some of her WP to keep him from succumbing, passing it through the Scabbard, which is from the Summer Country))

Angelia Caponelli: She glances up, "Forgive me Silkie. I cannot do it again." Her gaze shifts to Stonewall and she inclines her head slightly, "If you must be harsh elder, would it be too much trouble to take your conversation to one of the other rooms than, I would ask you not to make Trevor's struggles any more diffecult than they already are."

Carla: "You have not asked any further questions," she replies calmly. "Billy advised me to kill Mas, then himself, which I did. I then reigned in the energy that poured into the sword and stabilised it, however I found myself unable to release the sword once it was done, and became quite intoxicated with the power. I tormented Trevor for a while, which is how Roosthorn began to grow. Trevor had also been shot by the Dragons, and despite Angelia and Silkie healing the wound, the bullet was still inside him and some fungal infection was spreading through him like wildfire. Or like brambles," she adds pointedly. "We buried Mas and Billy, and Trevor put the sword in the stone, but his infection grew worse, so I sent for Jerry and did my best to keep him alive until Jerry arrived. During that time Trevor was in a delerium, talking of ants on a body and other such things. When Jerry arrived and healed him, he was still having bad dreams."

Stonewall: So who went to Summer Country?

Singha -> Singha: 9,6,6,10,7,4,9,2,

Silkie: *Blinks* Why not?

Singha -> Singha: 7,2,9,8,9,2,5,

Carla: "Angelia. In her search for the scabbard."

Rauko: *Just half glacning at Jarry, watching him do, harlf hearing wath is talked, ends up draggin her legs to her chest, settling in place, in utter silence*

Silkie: *Looks from Carla to Trevor when she says he's 'infected'.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Comes into the room with two steaming cups, holding one out to Carla* Coffee, ma'am.

Carla: She smiles gratefully to Jerry and takes the cup. "Thank you, Jerry."

Silkie: *Maybe if she licks him too, Firesnake will get angry and come.*

Stonewall: And you stab Mas here.*Indicates where the wound on Nate's shoulder was.*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Holds out the other to Silkie* Cocoa, Silkie. It's hot.

Carla: "I stabbed both Mas and Billy through the heart."

Silkie: *Chocolate! Jerry is nice to touch and he has chocolate.... which he shares. She takes the hot mug and smiles at him.* I love you.

Stonewall: Silkie, please do not lick Trevor.

Rauko: ((warns .. parents just went out for food and I am going to get dragged to have souper with them... I wilL be back, but it'll take a bit... and still paretns have got to arrive, but I think is fair to warn with time))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He blinks, but smiles softly* Thank you, Silkie. *Looks around* Anyone else want coffee, chocolate, tea, hot water?

Carla: "The shoulder, though, is where Trevor was shot."

Angelia Caponelli : She says nothing when her request goes unheeded and reaches over, touching the backs of Trevor's hands lightly.

Singha: ((Thanks for the warning Rauko))

Silkie: *Narrows her eyes at Stonewall, then sips the cocoa. She'll lick whomever she pleases. Hmmmph.*

Rauko: ((np =)))

Rauko: *again just peers at Jerry, silently*

Silkie: Jerry> You're welcome. *sip..ahhhh..chocolate..mmmm. She seems to experience a brief moment of ecstasy.*

Stonewall: *Leaves the room and returns to the main room.* Can Trevor be moved outside?

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Seeing no response, he heads back to the stove, filling himself a cup and pouring in cocoa*

Nabiki: *Also eases out of the crowded room, and moves to stand near Michelle.*

 

Rauko: *Blinks as they start going out again, just still quiet, perking a bit and peering up to Nabiki, though more used to the woman now*

Jeremy Thomas: ((*Wavers to all*))

Nabiki: *Gives Michelle a small smile that says her presence is acknowledged.*

Carla: She drifts after Stonewall, sipping her coffee. "I do not know." She settles into her chair again. "The black rose began to grow from a branch that Trevor had impaled Malcolm's body through the heart with. Because Roosthorn is a vampire, it kept him inert initially, but then while I was investigating the black Rose's umbral side and Trevor was sleeping, it seduced Angelia and stabbed her own red Rose with it's own thorn, turning it grey."

Singha: Once everyone's out of the room but Ang and/or Carla, Trev will groan, no longer hiding the immense pain he is in.

Rauko: ((hi!))

Silkie: *Watches the others file out.*

Angelia Caponelli : She glances over at Carla with a touch of a frown before turning her attention back down onto Trevor. Her hand rests lightly over one of his and she leans down to kiss his forehead lightly, whispering against his skin. "I'm here love. Be stronge."

Carla: "Trevor called on his Rose to draw the corruption from her, and has been fighting it ever since."

Angelia Caponelli : (hey Jer!)

Silkie: *doesn't leave the room yet*

Rauko: ((mMalcim is Roosthorn???)) *and perking catching now all the conversation as they go out, her eyes jsut going faintly wide, listening*

Rauko: *smiles little back to Nabiki, growing nervious*

Nabiki: "Mr. Stonewall, please keep in mind that Nate is tied to his father's fate."

Stonewall: So Carla, can you give me one reason your life should not be part of the price?

Carla: She gazes at Nabiki, then frowns slightly. "And how have Nate's dreams been? Is he still having his nightmares too?"

Singha: Jeremy and the other Garou he's recruited for the ritual meet at an abandoned air base on the border between Queens and Brooklyn. They are met by a van of african american rapper types and a South African of Chinese descent who provide wetsuits and underwater scuba gear for them all, along with a grease that reduces the effects of the freezign water on them.

Rauko: *and looking back to Nabiki, would to ask who Nate's dad is, but doenst*

Carla: She gazes at Stonewall. "I would give my life gladly in service of my Kingdom. But I will not sacrifice the life of my child, and I would consider you a greater evil than any I have known if you would ask it of me as payment."

Silkie: *To lick, or not to lick. Stonewall says no. Instincts say yes. What does Sea want? She sets the mug of cocoa down and looks at Angelia, voice a whisper.* "I think I should lick him."

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Nabiki* Who's Nate. *Then blinks, looks at Stonewall with a highly agitated expression*

Nabiki: Nods to Carla. "Yes, he has nightmares and fever."

Stonewall: Yes, Nabiki that is one of the main reasons I have not them all devour themselves.

Carla: She nods sadly to Nabiki.

Nabiki: Jerry> "Trevor's son."

Rauko: ((wasn't he alright by now?)) *looks at Carla as he speaks of Nate, then at Stonewall and back, just in silence*

Jeremy Thomas: *Looks at the wetsuits, and the grease* Great. Swimming. Absolutely BEAU-tiful.

Angelia Caponelli : She looks to Silkie and as she lifts her head and takes a seat on the edge of the bed, "I don't know that that would help Silkie. I supose you could try it though."

Rauko: *And peering up to Nabiki, then at the room the man Trevor is at*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He furrows his brow, nods at Nabiki* Thank you. I see. *Then glances at Stonewall, sipping from the cocoa cup as he replaces the kettle on the stove*

 

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: (sensing wyrm)

Angelia Caponelli : 9,8,2,10,9,

Carla: "There is one other thing. The black rose is putting the Kingdom to sleep. Draining the sword of its power. That's why the sword is sheathed right now, to prevent it getting worse."

Silkie: *Nods and when Angelia moves aside, she leans over and licks Trevor on the cheek.*

Stonewall -> Singha: (Would Unravel tell him if the Rite of Bane Binding is need and would work? Would it also tell him how to cleanse Trevor?)

Silkie: 6,3,10,9,5,4,

Silkie -> Singha: (banish sickness)

Singha: The Chinese dude gives everone instructions on how to use the gear, and everybody seems to understand it, tho all are a bit apprehensive about entering the Bay, having heard stories about man (and garou) eating sharks. Once Jeremy and the others are suited up and at the waterline of an abandoned dock, they see two sharkfins cutting through the water toward them.

Nabiki: *slight nod to Jerry, the equivalent of you're welcome*

Singha -> Silkie: ((She spends 3 GN and is able to expel the taint from him, which is similar to chulorviah, but perhaps a land based strain.))

Singha -> Angelia Caponelli : Trev is wyrmy, until Silkie licks him, and then he's not. *G*

Jeremy Thomas: *Sighs and changes into the scuba clothes...then sees the shark fins* (Quietly, to self) Ummm...yeah, okay. S'all good...I can deal with this. They're just big fish, right? Big angry, man-eating fish... *Shrugs* But still fish.

Silkie: *It's a long slow lick leaving a wet streak on his cheek, and she looks a little drained afterwards. Maybe even a little apprehensive. Now might not be the best time for Firesnake. She might need to recover from that.*

Singha -> Silkie: ((The firey sensation is not accompanying this, but she does get the chulorviah taste. *G*))

Angelia Caponelli : She smiles a little and exerts a little pressure on the back of Trevor's hand as she watches to see what effects Silkie's licking will have on him.

Silkie: *She stands there a moment, looking a little dazed, then turns to retrieve her cocoa.*

Singha: "Ah!" Trev gasps, finally releasing the scabbard and rolling away, moving stiffly after all the days of lying in the same position.

Carla: She sips her coffee.

Silkie: *Works her tongue and jaw like she's tasting something in her mouth and swallows.*

Carla: ((Spit, Silkie, spit, or it'll give you stomachache for hours *G*))

Rauko: *`perkign again at Trevor's room, still utterly quiet*

Silkie: ((oops. *L*))

Singha: As the water gets shallower, the sharks transform into two men, one dressed (see the DD posted by Jerry Toroscello) and one huge, naked, brutish caucasian with a belt of fishbones around his waist.

Harvey Forrester: *stays where he's been watching the door to the outside, and the evil roosthorn door, ready to react if anything changes* ((yeah, like he could be effective...))

Angelia Caponelli : She does not touch the scabbard though she does reach for Trevor immediately.

Nabiki: ((That's the spirit Harvey, its your willingness to die in vain that counts. *c*))

Singha: Trev groans loudly, stretching his clothes cracking with the dried sweat of 72 hours, still caked with salt from the dive underwater to avoid the Griffin.

Carla: ((*Declares Harvey the latest member of the Feeble But Willing To Die In Vain Club*))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *The man that comes walking towards you looks like he could be a heavyweight boxer. Standing about 5'8'' tall, with a muscular body, he seems taller until he comes near . On top of a thick neck is a head that isn’t remarkably handsome. Short, red hair covers his head, over a broad forehead. His eyes are deeply set and a pale grey in colour, hooded under a strong brow. The nose is broad and short. His mouth is wide, and the casual observer would quickly note that his teeth seem disturbingly sharp, almost pointed, making his smile seem like a very threatening affair. He seems to be ready to fly off in a fit of fury at any time, compact muscles almost straining to walk normally rather than running, or hitting something. His voice has a hint of a harsh growl. When close or indoors, there seems to be a faint hint of fishlike smell near him. Today he is wearing a short black jacket over a dark gray sweater and dark brown trousers. Dark brown leather shoes on his feet, a gray scarf around his neck. Black knitted gloves are on his hands*

Singha: As much as Trev dearly wants to curse Ang out and berate her, he merely curls an arm around her and hugs her for a moment, then rises and grabs the scabbard, striding out into the main room. He is rail thin for a man of his usual bulk.

 

Harvey Forrester: ((gee, thanks for using the word "late" in there *G*))

Jerry B. Toroscello: OOC: That last was the man meeting Jeremy and the guys.

Carla: She sips at her coffee, waiting for any further questions or for Stonewall to state if he will help and what his price may be.

Silkie: *Steps back and takes another sip of cocoa before looking around again. Half expecting Firesnake to materialize any minute.*

Rauko: ((parents arrived, so from this moment on I can be called at any time))

Stonewall: (Waits for Singha's answer.)

Jeremy Thomas: *Blinks...weresharks. How come no one ever told him there were weresharks?*

Rauko: *sill in absolute silence watching and listening*

Carla: Her eyes move to Trevor, and she looks him over appraisingly.

Silkie: *Trails after Trev (and Angelia if she follows him).*

Singha: The Chinese man hands Jerry two lines, with hand holds for the various peeps accompanying him, and hands one line to each of the sharkmen. The redheaded one asks "Everyone Ready?" and as soon as they get an affirmative, they dive into the water and puth the ropes in their jaws after they transform back into sharks

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks up at Trevor as he comes in, looking worried*

Jeremy Thomas: *Nonetheless, he steps forward to meet the two men, nodding in greeting*

Nabiki: *Arches a brow as Trevor walks out of the room.*

Rauko: *though looks up to Trevor a long moment, then off*

Angelia Caponelli : (Yeah Harvey!) She returns the hug tightely before letting Trevor go and sitting back on the bed, taking a moment to thank Fire Snake and Lady White Snake and the Emerald Mother herself.

Silkie: *Shoots an annoyed look at Angelia.* "Sea. Thank Sea."

Singha: Stoney will note that Trevor no longer has any taint on him. Stoney has not seen the Black Rose, and so can't use any of his gifts on it in order to determine what needs to be done, as it is behind the boarded up door.

Angelia Caponelli : She looks towards Silkie with an apologetic smile and adds many thanks to Sea to her prayers.

Silkie: *Dons her innocent face as she steps out of the room behind Trevor. She didn't do it.*

Singha: Trev glances around at all the people, wrinkling his nose up momentarily before glancing at Carla, giving her a nod of appreciation. Hearing Silkie, he turns and says "Thank you, Sea."

Rauko: ((ow.... if only ehtye SAID what is going on....)) *sielntly there*

Silkie: *Smiles at Trev. He's not so bad.*

Stonewall: So Carla, ready to open the door. I need to check out the Black Rose before I can tell you anything about binding it.

Carla: She hides her small, gentle smile with another sip at her coffee.

Jeremy Thomas: *Takes a hold of the line, directing the others to do the same. He motions for his recruits to start walking into the water, ready to do*

Carla: She nods to Stonewall, then looks around the room. "Everyone outside who doesn't need to see the rose, please. I want no unnecessary risks."

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He sips the cocoa. Arching an eyebrow*

Silkie: Stonewall> "Did you bring butterflies?"

Rauko: *and her eyes snap, staring at Stonewall as he mentions opening the door, standing again*

Angelia Caponelli : She rises after she's through and reaches up, smoothing her tangled, singed hair as best she can and straightening her burnt, bloody clothes. That done she trails out after Trevor and looks around the room.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Looks at Carla* You mean out of the cabin entirely?

Singha: "Stonewall." Trev inclines his head. "The others, I don't know." he nods to them. "Thank you for coming here." There's a element of sarcasm in his voice, which is hoarse and broken.

Rauko: *well she seems to be gluing herself to the wall, staring at the door, is not going to move from there*

Carla: She nods to Jerry. "Yes. There are plenty of blankets for those who will find it too cold outside, but please, those who can shift to keep themselves warm do so to leave the blankets for those of us who can't."

Nabiki: *Heads outside, curious but sensible. She has no need to expose herself to such evil.*

Rauko: *her eyes just glancing at Trevor*

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He nods* I'll help myself to a blanket, then. Don't think I want to risk trying to grow fur right now.

Rauko: ((mhep *tug on Singha* first warning, means I got like five minutes left ... how I fade so I don't be on the SL track))

Stonewall: Trevor, stow the lies.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Goes to pick up one. The top half of his wetsuit is not that much more than shreds hanging from his waist*

Singha: "Those of weak will, best keep your distance." He motions to the door to outside with the scabbard. "Those who can do battle, and are here for that purpose, go to the clearing with the graves, and make your stand there."

Silkie: *Slinks up to Stonewall, to peek around him. She wants to see it.*

Carla: ((Go outside like Carla told ye? *G*))

Angelia Caponelli : She looks to the door with a bit of a frown. "Becareful," she says quietly, moving around Trevor and towards the door, snagging a blanket en route.

Rauko: ((great and I am going to miss the BIG part =( *sighs* my fate))

Carla: She rises from her chair and moves to the sink, placing her empty cup in it. Then she moves and stands regally by Trevor's side, drawing from his presence as much as her own donates to his.

Rauko: ((*lol*)) *prods Harvey-p)) *points* he'll make her go out, she is glued to wall =P but she'll go out once someone jsut tells her clearly step out! ((don't start cargnage without me? *puppy eyes*))

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Heads towards the door, he looks at Carla* Battle or not. If someone needs me, call for me. No matter what. *Walks outside, blanket wrapped around him and a cup of cocoa in his hand*

Carla: ((Rauko, some of us only have 90 minutes left. I don't think it's fair to ask us to wait for you to come back. Just eat faster *G*))

Singha: Jeremy and his crew are transported under the water of the bay for about a half hour before arriving on the shore of a small island shrouded in fog and covered with Rose brambles that are all far too green for this time of winter.

Harvey Forrester: *makes sure Michelle is outside...he'll be outside, but just by the door, he'll continue to keep watch of the outside, and he'll listen for any indication that they need help inside*

Silkie: *Looks excited, but still holding onto her mug of cocoa.* Stonewall> You have the butterflies ready?

Carla: She nods to Jerry, a look of deep gratitude in her gaze.

Rauko: ((can't... is sudnay, parents spect a quality time talking after table *cries* will try to hurry up *sighs*))

Angelia Caponelli : She looks back over her shoulder, "Silkie... I'll need your aide." She calls, glancing back over the others briefly. She looks over Trevor for a long moment before ducking outside, and heading to the clearing.

Nabiki: *Heads down the path towards the graves.*

Stonewall: Michelle, go outside and be with Jerry.

Rauko: ((ok, outside, staying safe *pouts* be back))

 

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Winks at Carla, more cheerful than he feels* We'll get you all through this. *Then exits*

Singha: Trev regards Stonewall again, frowning at him.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Walks with Agnelia*

Carla: She grins softly at Jerry's wink, lifting her head a faint notch higher than it already is.

Rauko: ((*g* dones't know JErry, so just be around him, now I am gone! *waves* hope she can catch some of this))

Silkie: *Looks from the door to Angelia..door..Angelia..grrr.. trots after Angelia.*

Stonewall: Silkie, outside. I need to look and then close the door.

Angelia Caponelli : She smiles to Jerry, though it's cooler then her recent smiles have been as she begins preparing herself mentally for battle.

Silkie: *Catches up and slides her hand into Jerry's, giving him a school-girl crush sort of look.*

Singha: "Carla," Trev says slowly. "Draw the sword. But if it grows dimmer, sheathe it immediately."

Carla: She takes Trevor's hand, steeling herself in preparation for Stonewall un-barring the door.

Jerry B. Toroscello: *Wanders towards the graves, making sure the girls stay close. He's got a strangely soothing, trust-inspiring presence. Like the uncle who shows up and fixes things when they're messed up*

Jeremy Thomas: *Pulls himself to his feet and pulls the head piece back, then goes to check and make sure everyone else is fine. Once done, he looks to the sharks* Where to now?

Carla: "I may need your help," she murmurs softly, gazing into Trevor's eyes. "If I have trouble..." She smiles slightly "Just shout at me like last time."

 

Jerry B. Toroscello: *He smiles at Silkie, then looks at Angelia* Angelia. This angry, spiteful man in there. Who is that?

Stonewall: Trevor, I would rather you out of here. I don't need to deal with you and Carla.

Carla: "I need Trevor here, Stonewall. We're a package, I'm afraid."

Silkie: *Sips cocoa, the mug still in her other hand.*

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The red-haired bruiser steps out of the water, wearing slightly different clothes than before, and looks at Jeremy and the others* Come. *Starts to stride through the brambles, which part for him*

Singha: The sharkmen stride up the narrow path through the dense woods, the bramble choked path parting for them, the brambles remaining parted as Jeremy and the others follow. They head up a short path to a sizable clearing with two freshly mounded piles of earth that are obviously graves and bramble encrusted stone between them.

Carla: She drops her gaze to the sword, then feels within herself to ensure her Rose is still awake.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The tall, naked man with the fish bone belt rises onto land as well*

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Sorry Singha, thought I'd save you the effort on that.

Singha: In the clearing Jeremy runs into the others who have left the cabin and headed that way.

Jeremy Thomas: *Follows behind the weresharks, alert for any sign of...well, anything.*

Silkie: *Skip..hop..sip.*

Nabiki: Hello Jeremy. *nods to the sharks*

Silkie: Are we going to fight something?

Singha: ((np 'sall good.)) Trevor looks to Stonewall and says, very matter of factly "I know you don't care for me. I don't care for you. But I knew tha bastard Jan would run to you, and you are here, so we shall work together. Inside that room, covered in thorns, is Malcolm's body. If you wish Malcolm to be reborn, then we must expunge Roosthorn from him. And trap him somewhere he cannot escape."

Jeremy Thomas: *See the group, and smiles a little, nodding to them* Hey, people. *Gestures to his companions behind him* Need a hand? *Grins*

Carla: Then she grasps the hilt of the sword and half-draws it from the scabbard, eyes moving instantly to what blade is revealed.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Jerry smiles sadly at Silkie* I hope not. But if need be...

Stonewall: *Looks at Carla and Trevor with a level of despise they have never seen before.* Can you sing?

Angelia Caponelli : "We might... Jerry. I will have to ask you something..."

Silkie: Maybe we need a fin. *G*

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He looks at Angelia, who still hasn't answered his question* What?

Singha: The sword is much dimmer than it's formerly radiant, flickering self, but it doesn't appear to be getting any dimmer

Angelia Caponelli : She turns her head, looking over Jeremy and the others, offering a controlled smile, "Hello... I will need you all to remain here in the clearing if you please."

Carla: She rests it there a few moments, watching it carefully to be utterly certain, before drawing it completely free.

Silkie: *Squeezes Jerry's hand.* We have to protect the fish. Do you have a gun?

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He blinks at Silkie* Fish? No, I don't use guns. But I'll prepare myself.

Jeremy Thomas: *Nods to Angelia, his expression turning serious* Understood.

Angelia Caponelli : She looks back to Jerry then. "I will need you to swear now on all you hold dear and holy that you will not speak of what you see here on this island to anyone who is not here."

Singha: Trev shakes his head at Stoney. "The time for singing is long past."

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Looks at Angelia, waiting*

Stonewall: *He starts singing louding. 'The Impossible Dream' is half through before opening the door. Using the song to focus on his WarmLight, Jo.*

Silkie: *Shoots a meaningful look at the two Rokea.*

Carla: 5,8,3,6,8,6,10,

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He furrows his brow. Pausing a bit. Then speaks, grave voice* You might not know how much you are asking. But I am here to help, to heal, because I must. If that is what you demand of me to allow my presence, I will swear.

Nabiki: *Looks from Silkie to the Rokea, and chortles.*

Angelia Caponelli : She nods once to Jerry, "It is what I demand and once you have sworn it I will answer your questions."

Silkie: *Tugs Jerry down to whisper in his ear.*

Singha: Stoney sees a bedroom with a bed that's been torn up by a frenzied shifter. On the far side of the room is a mound of rose brambles, about half of which have turned black with long four inch spikes. A single black rosebud grows from the branch in the center of the mound.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The brutish, pointy-teeth, red-haired man looks at his tall, naked companion, then grunts, looking at those present* Are you alright, Silkie? Is this the place where dirtwalkers want to fight?

Stonewall: (Activates HiddenDepth and then Unravel)

Carla: She presses her lips together firmly as she holds the massive sword easily in one hand.

Singha: Harvey hears talking through the woods from the direction of the clearing, and Stoney's singing inside the cabin.

Stonewall: 1,6,5,5,2,3,2,8,3,

Silkie: Watches> "I'm good. Yes, I think so."

Singha -> Stonewall: ((He gets nothing on the hidden depth, tho it's pretty clear from the mound of stuff that Malc's body's under there))

Harvey Forrester: *he'll check out the talking, but he won't go far enough that he can't see the cabin through the brambles, or whatnot*

Stonewall: (Spends a Willpower with the Unravel.)

Stonewall: 2,9,7,2,10,2,5,8,4,2,

Singha -> ;Carla: Carla senses something approaching the island, swimming quickly through the water across the 'bawn'

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He looks at Silkie, squeezing her hand. Smiling warmly* Thank you. But it'll be alright. *Then looks at Angelia* I swear on Sh'Zar's vision and the freedom of tomorrow that I will tell no one of what I have seen on this island.

Stonewall: (4 successes rolled and 1 from Willpower.)

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Urgh. The last blue was from JERRY.

Nabiki: *Slow blink at Jerry. Sh'zar?*

Carla: She looks swiftly to Trevor. "Something is coming."

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The redhead brute looks at the freezing giant beside him, and grunts* If this is where the fight is coming, we better get ready. If this goes to hell, you get Silkie out in one piece.

Angelia Caponelli : She nods once, satisfied, "Thank you Jerry. That man back there is Stonewall, he is a mystic. I warn you, should it come to a fight you are about to see many things which would generally be considered to be horrific. Perpare yourself."

Silkie: *Finishes her cocoa and releases Jerry's hand long enough to tuck her mug down in the brambles.*

Carla: She calls on the island, urging it to help, pushing the brambles outward to build up a solid wall around the perimiter of the island.

 

Singha -> Stonewall: The island corresponds to Albion's palace, and the sword is what allows the two to co-locate. When the sword is drawn, it is possible to cross over into Albion's realm by stepping past the gauntlet. Whatever's causeing these thorns has a counterpart in Albion's realm and must be removed or trapped there. It can be bane bound to a spot here in this realm as well, but must be pulled all the way through.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Then, he starts changing. The big naked guy as well. They both grow tremendously, bones shifting, skin growing coarse, hard, denticled. Clothes fading away, backs curving, eyes moving apart. Big, toothy jaws opening, claws and fins bursting forth. Soon, two huge monstrosities are in their place, one bigger than the other. Shark-jawed, powerful, lethal*

Carla: 8,8,3,6,3,5,5,

Nabiki: *Rests her eyes on Jerry.* "What are you?"

Singha: Those standing in the clearing note a sudden growing of the brambles as they whip up out of the earth, bristling with green thorns.

Angelia Caponelli : She turns then to Jeremy and those who have come to preform the ritual, "Be ready, the door to Darkness is opened and we have no idea what will come out of it next. This is where we will make our stand should it come to that."

Silkie: *Uh oh... they're doing it. Closes her eyes.*

Carla: "Hold on," she whispers to her Land. "Winter is here, but Spring will arrive."

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *As Angelia mentions it, the aging man spots the two shark-monsters, and lets loose and involuntary shout* Great Pan's horns!

Silkie: 2,4,8,

Carla: She feels for the clearing, drawing her attention to Angelia's familiar presence.

Carla: 8,1,6,4,4,10,3,

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Going pale, eyes wide...Goodness gracious, he wouldn't be getting a heart attack, would he?*

Silkie: *Clings to Jerry's hand with both of hers. She's not gonna panic, they're not ~really~ demons. Sharks just do this sort of thing sometimes.*

Singha: ((okies, we are about to enter combat so those of you who have not read the quick and dirty combat rules, please do so.))

Stonewall: *Closes and bars the door.* Keep the Sword drawn until I retrun. *Steps past the Gauntlet.*

Silkie: *Looks up at Jerry, then covers his eyes.* Don't look!

Jeremy Thomas: Don't worry, Angelia. We're good to go. *His expression indicates that either yes, they are indeed good to go, or they will die trying to be so*

Carla: "Good luck, Stonewall."

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Staring wide-eyed at the sharkmen, his teeth chatter*

Angelia Caponelli : "It's coming." She warns those gathered around. "A dragon possibly." And with that Angelia breaks out into her smokey grey crinos form which while not tall is very solid and on her dark fur the white reverse spiral and serpant stand out very clearly.

Singha: (( http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=Forums&file=viewtopic&t=4&sid=d00e2cd08ebe02ec204eedc3af022e39 )) I will add one more...when I say we're going cinematic, you will roll for your attack. For each 1 you take an agg HL, for each sux, you have killed an opponent

Stonewall: 7,4,9,2,5,6,6,5,5,

Carla: She clasps Trevor's hand, then releases it.

Nabiki: *Blinks at the sharks. Impressive. She too shifts up, but not into a fish, rather taking on the look of a big cat with long black claws round little ears and a mean set of teeth. Orange fur sprouts on her body as she bulks up and takes on a cheetah's spotted pattern.*

Angelia Caponelli : (So just roll to hit then don't worry about damage?)

Singha: The entire island shudders as something very large slams into it.

Stonewall: (Gauntlet one less because of Natural Channel.)

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He clamps his eyes shut, and starts to sing*

Carla: She crouches swiftly, instinctively, to retain her balance, lowering her centre of gravity.

Singha: ((Yes, but that's only for when I say we are going cinematic. If your target is something large, for each sux at diff 6 you have caused 1 HL damage or stripped 1 Power point from the opponent))

Harvey Forrester: ((gah! what happened? I was called away for a moment by people!))

Silkie: *staggers a little*

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The shark-men crouch into a broad, alert combat stance, claws and huge jaws ready. The huge, Great White one growls* Dragon die.

Singha: Stoney finds he barely squeaks past the gauntlet here, which has itself seemed to grow black thorns.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Singing the Spartan song, in Greek*

Angelia Caponelli : The sturdy crinos form rocks on it's feet. She crouches down, one massive paw bracing her heavy body.

Silkie: *Looks scared. She stares at her fingers, which grow sharp little claws.* (1wp)

Harvey Forrester: *shifts to Crinos, a dark grey, rather tall, but in a combat ready crouch, upon hearing that there's something bad coming*

Jeremy Thomas: 6,5,4,7,2,

 

Nabiki: *sharpens her claws on a stone until they glisten like diamonds* (diamond claws)

Stonewall: *Shakes his head and looks around whispers to himself.* For Jo and the Little Ones.

Angelia Caponelli : She growls, her hackles raising along her broad shoulders and neck. Her head tilts upwards, searching the sky.

Singha: Stoney finds himself in a completely pitch black area that smells to his discriminating palate somewhat like a subrealm of the Abyss. The fact that he cannot use Gnosis here confirms that guess.

Carla: Perhaps a little strangely, she starts singing softly, a little tunelessly, under her breath. Maybe that isn't so strange, but it seems to be Elvis' Always On My Mind. The words pass her lips and she reaches out to the Land, sharing herself with it, focussing all her attention on what is occurring within her Kingdom.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound -> Singha: OOC: Same song as the other day, to boost his stats, Better Body. Will roll three times (three rounds) unless I'm told I don't have time.

Harvey Forrester: *sharpens his claws* ((spending rage to activate Razor Claws))

Jeremy Thomas: *Shifts up as well, growing from his usual 5'11", 140 lbs. to about six and a half feet, almost 300 pounds, claws and fangs and ready to rock. Still looks mostly human, though*

Stonewall: *Reaches into his satchel and pulls out a candles and lights it to see.*

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The two shark-monsters step a bit apart from each other, the biggest sniffing the air, the slightly shorter one looking around*

Singha: The island shudders again, as a large, serpentlike something slides up onto the shore, snapping trees off at the base. It's iridescent as oil on water, with a sludgy dark center and an outer brounish grey flesh full of small whippy tentacles. The stench as some of the broken trees rip into it is horrible.

Silkie: *peeks between her fingers, yep, they're all monsters, except Jerry, which makes her love him more*

Silkie: *Rubs her nose.* Ew.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 8,4,3,

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 7,10,9,

Carla: She continues to sing. Badly, but quietly enough not to be a torment to Trevor's poor ears.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Jerry's warm, deep voice resounding with the very old tune about Spartans marching to war, about the three hundred sent to halt the Persians*

Singha: In the dim light stoney finds himself in a cavern, with the walls lined with veins of gold.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 3,10,3,

Nabiki: *Turns towards the awful stench, backing away from the other some, so she has room to maneuver.*

Angelia Caponelli : She straightens, her ears straightening, her claws raking against empty air. She has no warrior's gifts but she gets ready to fight as one any way, "Is here." She grunts in beastial barely english.

Jeremy Thomas: ((DLP, I didn't know Sta+PU not requried for shifting)) *Shifts up as well, growing from his usual 5'11", 140 lbs to about nine feet and almost 450 lbs. His fur is a light brown, almost reddish. he preps himself for whatever's coming*

Carla: She clears brambles from the clearing as much as she can, to give those there room to move.

Rauko: ((back, how where and when?))

Stonewall: *Heads deeper into the cave.*

Singha: Harvey, who was last seen standing by the door to the cabin, no longer hears Stoney's voice. He does hear the massive "SLAM" of the serpent thing hitting the island, and the snaps of the trees breaking.

Carla: ((I'll fill rauko in. keep going))

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The song seems to strengthen him, growing less pale, more determined, standing more proudly. As he opens his eyes, he seems prepared for everything...Even the big bloody heap of MONSTERS all around him*

Harvey Forrester: *runs towards it, ready for battle. that sort of sound is never good*

 

Singha: Those in the clearing see the brambles move away from them, in a circle, pulling back to the woods to intertwine beneath the trees there and provide more support for them.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The shark-men snap their jaws at the air, snarling at the horrid smell of the thing crawling out of Sea*

Singha: ((Harvey are you running toward the impact, or toward the clearing where Trev told everybody to make their stand?))

Harvey Forrester: ((the clearing))

Silkie: *Maybe she'll just... hide behind Jerry for now...*

Carla: She clears a path for Harvey to the clearing, then closes it again after him.

Singha: Stoney proceeds deeper into the cave, his sense of dread and trepidation and hopelessness increasing.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *As he finishes the song, he states loudly in a warm, deep, booming voice* If you can, bring the wounded to me, and I will do all I can to keep them alive!

Nabiki: *Yowls a challenge to the monster!*

: *utterly confused, utterly scared and just wide eyes watching and trying to think how to help*

Rauko: ((That was me))

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: (OOC: Logically, that was Jerry, as the sharks can't speak that much at all now, and mostly tend to eat wounded people anyway)

Singha: The Sea monster pulls back, and swims out around the island again, leaving a stinking trail of polluted and toxic water in it's wake.

Angelia Caponelli : She turns towards the approaching sound and tosses her head back to howl a vicious battle cry.

Silkie: "Claws, claws, grow claws," she encourages Jerry.

 

Carla: ((*lol* I see it now. "If you can, bring the wounded to me! I fancy snacks!"))

Stonewall: *Sighes and move forward.*

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound -> Singha: OOC: BTW, as Troo can witness, Jerry now has Dexterity and Stamina 5 out the scene, but didn't achieve enough to boost his Strength.

Singha: Stoney finds himself with each step growing into Yellow Shrew.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Carla: "If you can, bring the wounded to me! I don't want to go around looking for food if I don't have to!"

Carla: She groans at the sludge slithering through her waters, trying to get the waves to nudge the shit out away from the island.

Nabiki: ((*L* Just to keep their strength up.))

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He looks at Silkie with a strangely dignified, solemn expression* No. I am not here to harm, but to heal.

Angelia Caponelli : (LOL Carla I was thinking that)

Singha: Trev grits his teeth, closing his eyes and drawing in a deep breath. When he opens them, he looks to Carla. "Go to the clearing. Rally them to battle. I have to go after Stonewall."

Silkie: "So am I, but claws are still good... just in case."

Carla: She nods to Trevor, pretty much thinking along the same lines. "Come back to us alive, Trevor," she commands gently. Then she is gone, appearing in the centre of the clearing.

Rauko: *watching, watching* ((Feeleng uselss once more among the furry balls and the big mages *g*))

Jeremy Thomas: *Looks around at his companions, on edge (as most Crinos tend to be when about to do battle with big nasties), silently promising to keep them alive as long as possible*

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He smiles warmly at Silkie, squeezing her shoulder* Thank you. But no, I will have no need of claws.

 

Stonewall: *Whisper to himself.* You know this is the path to Jo.

Silkie: *Yes, she could give a monster a mean scratch, if it wasn't too heavily armored, and had rather thin skin.*

Singha: The waves do what they can, but it's not easy. The Serpent then builds up speed and slams into the island again, this time liquefying into a thick, slimy goo that coats the trees and brambles in it's way, melting them as if with acid.

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Rauko: Jerry's not big. He just feels that way, somehow. *s*

Rauko: ((has an idea!!!)) *and then frowns, sighing and taking a deep breath, moving near JErry, concentrates staring at the way the rukus is coming from* ((if she can't battle, maybe see what is coming and tell the ones who can fight were from))

Silkie: *Gives Jerry an uncertain smile.*

Rauko: ((still he can do biggie magik! /g/))

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The shark-monsters growl, spreading clawed hands and grinding their teeth, waiting for the affront to Sea to come to it's doom*

Singha: "Tell her I love her," Trev says sadly, and it's clear in his voice he doesn't think he's coming back.

Angelia Caponelli : She stands a little away from the other garou, her blue eyes levelling on Carla when she appears amid them. Her whiskers and ears twitch but she doesn't ask, not that she has a language Carla can understand at the moment any how.

Stonewall: *Stoney moves forward picking up pace.*

Silkie: "I hope that's not Firesnake."

Rauko -> Singha: ((hum. trying to see where the enemy will come from with clayrovance?... I got a go?))

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Seeing Carla show up, Jerry smiles quietly, nodding. Staying beside Silkie*

Singha: And then Trev grabs his shotgun, and his satchel of ammo and survival gear, and steps into the bedroom, then over into the other world.

Nabiki: *Going to battle with fish and wolves. This might be hard to live down if her people get wind of it.*

Singha -> Rauko: (((ALLLLL OOVVEERR!))

Stonewall: *Shrew moves forward because duty demaands it.*

Carla: "I am Faris Chiaroscuro!" She raises her voice to the heavens, looking at all gathered around her. "Queen of the Kingdom of Albion. Horseman of Rajah and Calash. Caretaker and Servant of the Rose, whom some may know as Lady White Snake. Servant of Caradoc, known by many other names, of Selene, of Albion, of Gaia." She raises her sword, that fucking huge bastard sword, lightly in her right hand above her head. "We may die here. Some of you may not even know why. But know that we fight for everything we stand for, here, today, this very moment to come! This is our last stand against the evil so many of us have faced most of our lives, and WE WILL MAKE IT A GOOD ONE!"

Rauko -> Singha: ((great...=( ))but what is ? ? *puppy eyes*)

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The smaller sharkman looks at the other, silent impulses of electricity coursing between them as they prepare. Scouting out as well the escape routes. Their mission being to endure, not to die, after all*

Silkie: "Die? Did she say die?"

Rauko: ((envouraging))

Singha: The oozy goo melts the trees as far in as it can in one slam, then oozes back and reforms and it goes out and does it again, circling the island for speed, and sliding up the corridor through the branbles and trees to chew it's way through the woods toward the clearing.

Rauko: ((Encouraging even))

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Watching the heavily pregnant Carla and the sword, the tanned, aging man says nothing. A few tears trickling down his cheeks*

Rauko: ((I want my mom =( ))*her eyes widen, making a sound in her troath, ok, she is DEAD scared now*

Nabiki: *Baring her fangs at Carla's words, and snarling.*

Carla: 2,5,2,5,4,

Angelia Caponelli : (LOLS and hugs Silkie) She stomps her feet on the ground, drumming, clawed paws flexing.

 

Singha: Shrew hears footsteps behind him. The shadows thrown off by the candle are spooky and scary.

Angelia Caponelli : (ughs I got a half hour, 45 min tops)

Stonewall: *Moves forward.*

Harvey Forrester: *to anyone who can discern the appearance of a crino-garou's face, he has a look of determination, this is what he is meant to do. He will fight with every ounce of life he has to bring this monster down*

Carla: 9,7,5,3,7,2,7,

Silkie: *Does the 'I'm scared and gonna run' dance.* "It's coming!"

Stonewall: *Turns in a defensive stand. Will shift instantly if it comes to it.*

Rauko: *frowning, keeping her lips shot tight, just aware for IF she can help, doubting it*

Silkie: *Okay, wait, wait, she can do something to help. Right....think, think... umm...*

Singha: Everyone hearing Carla's impassioned speech gets a +1 to your pools.

Stonewall: (What does Shrew see run in his direction?)

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: ALL pools?

Singha: ((And you have 1 extra temp WP))

Angelia Caponelli : (Yeah Carla)

Rauko: ((neat!... I still don't know what to do *cries*))

 

Harvey Forrester: ((woo!!))

Singha: Shrew can't see much beyond the light of his candle, other than the flickering glint of gold and gems in the walls...and maybe the occasional skull or skeleton along the path. When he stops and turns, he see a faint glint heading toward him.

Silkie: ((Rauko> Silkie will protect you! *L*))

Angelia Caponelli : Crouches, braces and gets ready to jump the foul thing as soon as it appears.

Rauko: ((*lol* and who will protect Silkie?! *g*))

Silkie: ((Unless of course you don't run very fast, in which case, she'll get away while the monster eats you. *nod*nod*G*))

Stonewall: *Continues to wait in a defensive stance.*

Carla: "Away from the centre!" She points in the direction the acid is coming from.

Rauko: *okok, takes a deep breath and hum.... search for knife anything, and uh... well.... tries to help with what she can*

Angelia Caponelli : She backs up to the further side of the clearing.

Carla: "But NOBODY leave this clearing, or all is lost!"

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The sharkmen move to the side, making sure to keep an eye out for where Silkie is*

Singha: The Serpent rears again, this last assault sure to chew through to the clearing. And it does, indeed splash oozy stinking muck around them, tho, miraculously, the circle has some kind of barrier against this assault, and the ooze splashes off as if the clearing is covered by a giant fishbowl

Carla: She looks to Angelia.

Carla: 3,9,4,4,8,10,2,

Rauko: ((great *g*))

Jerry Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Jerry making sure to stay on the same side as Carla, feeling responsible for the unborn*

Silkie: *Runs a few steps, realizes thats the direction TOWARDS the monster, and stops.*

Harvey Forrester: *gets out of the way, but stays in the clearing...watching for an opportunity to charge*

: *moves of to when ever HArvy is at that yell, still plain aware*

Singha: The Glint grows stronger in Shrew's candle light, and he sees the dark, looming shape of a man.

Rauko: ((the site hates me))

Nabiki: *Flexes her claws and dropping to a crouch as she pads forward.*

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: She tries activating White Lady Snake like she would Rose normally (rolling gnosis)

Harvey Forrester: *catches Nabiki's movement, and begins forward, to do battle with the enemy*

Carla: She draws herself upright, murmuring "Zi Teng, your anger, your cunning, your swordsmanship. Everything you can offer, I need to use now."

Carla: 3,3,1,6,7,1,10,

Singha: Just then a hand falls on Shrew's shoulder, and he smells something anciently familar...the boozy breath of his father.

 

Angelia Caponelli : 7,8,3,3,

Stonewall: ~In Cherokee~ Halt and identify yourself.

Jeremy Thomas: *Takes a few steps to the side, around the acid and toward the Serpent, never (of course) leaving the clearing*

Angelia Caponelli : She looks to Carla and nods once, gravely before focusing her attention on the coming beast.

Silkie: *Blinks at Jerry following Carla, who has a big sword, which means she's going into the frey. Runs for Michelle!*

Singha: The ooze drips around the clearing, eating away at the beautiful trees and brambles, polluting the very land itself, completely surrounding the shifters there.

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *The shortest shark-man crouches even more, leaning forward, gathering up his resolve to call the spirits to make him a Shagreen Shield*

Rauko -> Singha: ((for in an emergency how much does Calra weights or Silkie or JErry, who are the ones who ain'g ging furry and deadly))

Carla: She closes her eyes for a moment, saying more loudly "Zi Teng, I need you. Everything you can offer. Your strength, your skill, your speed..." ((Spending a WP))

Stonewall: *Instantly shifts to Crinos and spins and throws the individual grabbing his shoulder.*

Singha -> Carla: ((She's on her own with that roll. *G*))

Nabiki: *Lips curled back, teeth bared.*

Carla: 7,3,7,3,10,2,9,

Rauko: *her eyes go a moment for Silkie, still dead scared, just determinced to try to help*

Singha: Well, if he wasn't Yellow Shrew, before his change, he'd be able to fight that bastard, but as it is, he's simply battering the man with his small little boy arms.

Silkie: *Grabs Michelle and swings behind her.*

Silkie: *Nope, nope, she's not scared of the monster that's melting everything... just cautious. She's protecting Rauko. Yeah!*

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He reaches out, and in a clear voice, speaks* Carla, recieve from me the gift of time.

Singha -> Carla: ((rage 7, GN 6, WP 7, all combat polls 7, per_alert is 9))

Rauko: *Startled visible by Silkie* ((who was going to protect how again?))

Jeremy Thomas: *Growls at the ooze surrounding them, hands clenched into tight claw-attack form*

Carla: "Mas," she grates quietly. "Your heart, your magic, your cleverness, your intuition... Anything you can offer, I need it now."

Stonewall: (The boy is naturally a Crinos with that stregnth and the claws and teeth to go with being born a Metis.)

Singha: The ooze reforms and draws back, hissing. The serpent's jaw unhinges, and it regurgitates an army of BSD's, a good forty of them screaming toward the group in the clearing, screaming like insane banshees.

Carla: 2,7,10,9,2,10,6,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *He starts to sing a Thai song of the passage of time*

Nabiki: 3,7,3,10,2,7,2,10,6,2,5,

Nabiki: (rolling init)

Angelia Caponelli : She doesn't hesitate one moment, there's the spirals, and Ang launches herself at them with a howl, claws a ripping and tearing.

Rauko: ((MHE!!!!!))) *eyes go WIDE and she looks about for a place not to be on the way of theway of True brons batling*

 

Singha: ((Oh, yah. Doh. Sorry, brain fart, stoney.)) Shrew shifts and goes crazy clawing, but his father simply shifts up and bats him into the cavern wall with his much bigger Crinos paw.

Harvey Forrester: *CHARGE! Harvey runs at the BSDs, intending to rip into them thoroughly*

Singha: Rauko can always hunker down behind that big stone in the denter of the clearing

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 4,8,6,

Silkie: *Peers over Rauko's shoulder, also wide-eyed.*

Singha: ((Init is one die, add wits+dex))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 8,7,3,

Harvey Forrester: 4,

Angelia Caponelli : 9,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 10,3,2,

Harvey Forrester: ((Init is 10))

Angelia Caponelli : (init: 15)

Rauko: *so grabs Silkie and drags her there, still paying atnetion, though.. agaist Spirals what can she do!??!!!!*

Singha: ((Stoney roll for frenzy)

Nabiki: 6,

 

Angelia Caponelli : (Whimpers, 20 min)

Nabiki: (17, duh.)

Jeremy Thomas: 3,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 5,

Jeremy Thomas: ((Init 10))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: (Init 12)

Rauko: 6,

Silkie: *Doesn't need dragging, seeing a big rock to hide behind.*

Rauko: ((11 for when IF ever))

Stonewall: *Looks up at the larger Crinos. Ready to dodge.* ~In Garou~ So Demon Run is you fally?

Silkie: 8,

Stonewall: 8,3,7,

Silkie: (15)

Rauko: ((recuest of the ST a gun with silver bullets *pupy eyes**g*))

 

Silkie: ((*L*))

Carla: 4,

Nabiki: *Will leap upon the first BSD that gets in her reach.*

Carla: ((9))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Rauko: Would make you one if I had Matter. *s*

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *As the song ends, the aging man becomes almost indistinct, as he starts moving immensely much faster than everything around him*

Harvey Forrester: ((poor people, the one time Charles could be useful...*G*))

Singha: ((FOLLOWING INIt: Carla has First Slash. Nabiki, Ang, SIlkie, Jerry, Rauko, Harvey & Jer, then extra actions for Carla and Jer))

Rauko: ((owww *cries and sniffles at JErry not having Matter*))

Singha: 5,

Carla: "Watch out for each other!" She yells, sounding a lot faster than she did when she arrived, her voice squeaking almost. And she zips forward, diving for a BSD. ((First Strike))

Carla: ((Slash, not strike. I was trying not to sound like I was having a piss *G*))

Angelia Caponelli : Angelia like wise is just diving at the nearest BSD's she can get her claws into.

Rauko: ((me goes after JErr... thinks on something to do.. hmmm.. i want phyretics see SG told you it was a good idea your fault =P))((and with this stips the ooc distracting))

Singha: The baddies who don't have the evil BSD equifalent of Spirit of Frey go after everyone but Jer & Harve

Angelia Caponelli : 6,9,8,9,3,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Charles, get your ass here, your fellow Councillor commands you...Wait. Damn. We haven't been elected yet. ARGH! The paradox of time...

Rauko: *keeps eye on no shifting persons, so she cold try help*

Angelia Caponelli : 6,9,8,9,3,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Charles, get your ass here, your fellow Councillor commands you...Wait. Damn. We haven't been elected yet. ARGH! The paradox of time...

Rauko: *keeps eye on no shifting persons, so she cold try help*

Nabiki: *Fast little kitty, she'll leap on the first thing that gets in her reach, raking with her hind claws and biting for the throat.*

Carla: ((I think we shall have to, for the duration of the scene, stop using the diminutive "Jer", since we have two Jer's in the scene))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 9,

Silkie: ((Sends Charles an engraved invitation to the battle.))

Singha: ((Okies, since time is of the essence, lets go with cinematic rules. Roll your attack pools and for every 1 you get, that's a 1 HL wound (after soak) every 6 you get, you've done some damage to your opponent. more than 3 sux per attack you've killed an opponent. Keep track of your kills and wounds, please))

Nabiki: 3,1,2,4,3,1,5,3,9,7,9,9,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: (OOC: Urgh, sorry. 15 Init for Watches...But he is activating a Gift. Feeds is simply going ravage-o-rama)

Jeremy Thomas: ((Thank you, Carla. *G*)) *Jeremy goes for a running rake into the nearest Dancer, snarling as he does*

Rauko: ((who and who?)) *ok, if any BSD comes their way she'll grab Silkie and telepro away of them. if none comes she'll keep eyes on no shifting persons to try help if the wrost comes*

Jeremy Thomas: 7,2,2,6,6,

Singha: I'm going to ICQ with SToney since it'll be easier for me, so please hit the change button Stoney

Harvey Forrester: *attacks!*

Harvey Forrester: 7,2,7,7,3,1,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Watches spends the 1 temp WP on his roll to activate Shagreen Shield.

: Done.

Nabiki: 6,8,7,1,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 5,1,7,8,6,7,8,5,6,1,8,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 2,

Harvey Forrester: *attacks!*

Harvey Forrester: 7,2,7,7,3,1,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Watches spends the 1 temp WP on his roll to activate Shagreen Shield.

: Done.

Nabiki: 6,8,7,1,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 5,1,7,8,6,7,8,5,6,1,8,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 2,

Carla: 3,6,1,4,3,2,7,

Carla: ((Great start there, Carla))

Silkie: *Will be very impressed, if startled by her first teleportation trip.*

Harvey Forrester: ((oops forgot 3 dice, roll 'em))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Which will last for 4 rounds, making him much harder to damage.

Harvey Forrester: 9,1,2,

Rauko: ((wait till some badies come our way....*and ehrslef waits to see if she HAS to roll ))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *In between his primary activity until he can help someone injured, which is dodging attacks on him, Jerry tries to wallop an enemy preferably also engaged with someone else, hard and insanely fast*

Singha: ((Do not bother with damage, or soak, your attack rolls are all that you need))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 3,4,2,2,2,3,7,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 9,6,6,9,5,7,2,

Singha: ((okies for the sheild, for ever 2 1's he rolls in a turn, he takes a wound))

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: I got 8 min. I have Troo Ang's relivant stats so she can keep kicking ass for me.

Jeremy Thomas: (Killed 1 this round, took no damage)

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: (Those were Jerry's attacks, he's got one action to Dodge)

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Singha: *Shark-thumb up* Got it.

Angelia Caponelli : (Killed one this round too and took no damage)

Nabiki: (1 down, 2 damage)

Harvey Forrester: (one killed, one wounded...two damage *winces*)

Carla: 8,3,9,2,7,4,2,

Silkie: (0 down, 0 damage *G*)

Carla: 8,5,6,6,7,2,8,

 

Carla: 8,5,6,6,7,2,8,

Carla: ((Can I kill two with that roll? *lol*))

Rauko: ((mages ruel =P *hides from garou*))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Jerry dishes out 6 successes this round, but since he is using fists and feet against Garou, it's probably less deadly, even if he's SUPER-fast. He took no damage, though.

Carla: ((2 killed, 1HL taken))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 9,9,9,3,9,8,6,

Harvey Forrester: ((The dice are with you Jer/Watches-P!))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: The last was Feeds-in-Anger, who in mondo-death-mode racks up 6 brutal tooth-and-claw successes and takes no damage.

Angelia Caponelli : (Wows!)

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Harvey: Don't say that! They'll go fickle!

Singha: The defenders carve into the first wave of attackers, littering the ooze around their pristine circle with BSD blood. Some are bleeding a bit from the clash, and even Carla has a slash, but she's cut down attackers left and right with the sword and manages to raise it up to meet the next wave. Rauko and Silkie are still save, as the defenders hold their ground.

Jeremy Thomas: ((DAMN.))

Rauko: ((feels bad fro not fighing =( ))*still keeping eye, trying to think a way to actualy help out without getting in the way*

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: This round, Watches-the Wound is spending 2 Rage on extra MAYHEM! Feeds-in-Anger spend 3, because Brightwaters do that kind of thing.

Silkie: *Peeks around the side of the stone.* Rauko> "We're winning."

 

Rauko: *Peers at her, nods* seems.... *presing her lips tight close*

Harvey Forrester: ((burning two rage as well on extra actions. All three are attacks))

Angelia Caponelli : (And nod I have to go, i'll be back in about 2 hours, this should be done by then I guess. Carla's got my stats, some one fill me in when I get back!)

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Whereas Jerry keeps man-handling BSD-s locked in combat with others like some freak out of time and space*

Carla: ((np))

Nabiki: 3,5,3,5,9,8,8,7,4,5,7,8,8,

Angelia Caponelli : (good luck!)

Carla: 7,7,3,2,2,

Carla: 5,5,7,1,9,8,1,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Hoping everyone remembers that extra die from Carla.

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: First, Feeds-in-Anger's four attacks.

Carla: 4,6,4,9,9,6,3,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 3,6,9,6,7,2,6,2,

Carla: 9,8,6,5,1,5,7,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 7,7,6,6,4,4,10,8,

 

Nabiki: *Conserving her rage for now, she finishes the wounded bsd, and spin slashes another's throat open, moving into the rhythm of battle, her natural grace making it something of a ballet. A duck and a leap, and she takes down yet another.*

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 5,2,2,5,8,5,2,6,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 5,7,10,7,9,9,5,5,

Carla: ((Ang: 0 kills, 0 HL's. Carla is now on -4 HL's, and has a total of 5 kills))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Then Watches-the-Wound biting and tearing for 3 attacks.

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 8,7,5,5,6,2,3,

Harvey Forrester: 3,5,1,3,3,7,5,8,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 10,7,8,9,7,8,2,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 2,3,9,9,6,1,6,

Harvey Forrester: 8,9,8,7,5,7,3,7,

Harvey Forrester: 7,3,10,6,9,4,2,9,

Harvey Forrester: ((1 more damage, and finished his last enemy, and killed 3 more, wounding another))

Silkie: Rauko> "I think our side is doing well."

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: (OOC: Jerry is manhandling once, but making his way towards Carla in his psycho-quick way to try to heal her. Last of the rolls will be the Arete, after spending one action to get close enough to her)

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 4,3,1,9,6,8,6,

 

Jeremy Thomas: ((Spending 1 Rage this round))

Rauko: *Nods, still lookign at Silkie* do you have any weapon? *said low, nerviously*

Jeremy Thomas: 2,4,2,4,8,

Jeremy Thomas: 3,7,2,7,8,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: One WP on healing.

Jeremy Thomas: ((Another one killed, 1 wounded, no damage))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 3,4,9,

Silkie: *Holds up her clawed hands and wriggles her fingers. That was the best she could come up with.* "We could throw rocks... hey, rocks.... yeah."

Carla -> Singha: ((Armour of Kings?))

Nabiki: (3down,2wounds total)

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Sum total: Watches: 4 killed, 1 wounded, no HL's taken. Feeds: 6 killed. No HL's taken. Psychoshark. Jerry: 1 killed or injured greviously, Carla healed with 3 succs, can heal Agg as lethal.

Carla: 7,3,3,2,2,

Rauko: *Blinks at her, wondeing why the hell she is there instead of fighting, then nods, looking around...*wait, we could hit ours

Carla: ((Again, 0 kills and 0HL's for Angelia))

 

Rauko: ok... trow at them at those that are not as close as ours, ok ? *and looks around for heavy though thowable rocks*

Singha: Jerry finds that tho he may knock the snot out of some of these wolfies, they don't stay down long and notes the wounds on Carla as she continues to hack and slash. Nabiki does her thing, as so the sharkies. Harvey finds the true meaning of ahroun and slams and slashes his way through more of them, while Jereny does good by Philos.

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: And of course, Jerry took 1 HL dmg.

Silkie: *They aren't very big claws. Not like the crinos have.* *Rolls her eyes.* "Don't aim for our guys."

Rauko: *looks at her, alo, they are too close to each other, still goes fishing stones to throw*

Carla: She remains in place, sword up to defend herself, but her concentration draws inward, calling on borrowed magics.

Carla: 5,10,5,5,7,4,2,

Silkie: *While Rauko collects rocks, she calls to the spirit of granite, basalt, and stone. Asking aid of the elements.*

Carla: ((Armor of Kings))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Remaining near Carla, Jerry launches attacks on those that attack her that might not keep them down for long, but might help her*

Singha: As Rauko looks for stones she doesn't really find any, tho she does notice that the gooey ooze beyond the circle has started to form lots of stringy, globby masses with tentacles.

Carla: ((So no HL's this turn, no kills either, and completely healed by Jerry))

Nabiki: 5,2,9,7,4,4,7,5,1,6,5,9,5,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: *Feeds murders his way through the hordes of BS-Dom, this time with "only" tree attacks. Watches is also more moderate, biting and slaying for two attacks*

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Rolling for Feeds.

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 2,5,3,2,8,8,5,5,

Jeremy Thomas: 9,10,9,8,3,

Jeremy Thomas: 9,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 4,2,5,6,8,5,3,1,

Rauko: *blinks, staring and goes back to Silkie* by any chanse know how to make fire? or have a lighter? *signalis the tentacled ooze, and herself going to see if in girlie stuff she's got hair spray*

Jeremy Thomas: ((I love this die roller))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 9,4,8,5,1,9,4,7,

 

Carla: ((Ang bags her a kill at last, but takes a HL for it))

Jeremy Thomas: ((5 succ + 1 previous = 2 two more dead, total of 4 dead, no injuries WHOOOO!!!))

Harvey Forrester: ((burns another Rage, two attacks))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: And for Jerry dishing out some Italian-American street justice on BSD's attacking Carla.

Harvey Forrester: 6,8,1,6,7,9,8,10,

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 10,6,7,5,4,5,2,

Harvey Forrester: 5,6,4,5,5,1,9,

Silkie: *No rocks?! Gah! Quartz element, hello sand!* Looks over where Rauko points. Uh oh. Hope they can't burrow.* Fire? No, I can't make fire!

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 4,5,10,7,4,3,1,

Carla: 5,8,4,7,7,3,7,

Carla: 4,5,4,3,6,2,3,

Harvey Forrester: ((gah! totals-7 and 2/3 kills, 5 damage *winces*))

Carla: 10,8,6,9,2,10,7,

Nabiki: ((go Jeremy!))

Carla: ((Carla goes into another blurry death tornado, killing another 2))

 

Rauko: *Frowns and searches* ((uh, she generally brings incense... that means matches too, right? *looks to ST*))

Nabiki: ((Ouch Harvey))

Singha: ((Nods, yes it does, RAuko))

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: 8,7,4,9,4,4,9,

Rauko: ((YAY!!)) *prays the ooze is not going to jump at her for this, so looks to Silkie* get ready to run *lights a match, and sprays to thingies with hair spray and match in front, being carefull of own fingers*

Jerry B. Toroscello/Watches-the-Wound: OOC: Not so brutal this round. Feeds: Kills 2 and mangles a third, but takes 2 HL. Watches finishes the one that lived last round and downs 2 more, sum 3, taking 0 HL. Jerry looses 9 succs of brawling on enemies, and takes 1 more HL.

Silkie: "Sand, sand? SAND!" *Trying to get the ground to wake up and listen to her, dancing around nervously.*

Singha: Combined with the kills of the Garou Jeremy brought with him, The army of BSD's has withered down to a meager handful, which are hanging back, somewhat perplexed by the powerful resistance raised here, since their intelligence led them to believe tehre were only a handful of kinfolk and maybe one or two shifters.

: ((uhg.. have no idea what to roll))

Rauko: ((grumble))

Carla: 2,2,2,5,3,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Drenched in blood and entrails, the two shark-monsters are busy ripping Qyrl-wolf-midgets into tiny pieces*

Carla: She borrows again, extending her left hand, calling forth claws of fire.

Carla: 6,4,2,6,7,7,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *But they remain within the circle*

Singha: On the good guy side, nobody's gone down, tho Harvey looks a bit teetery.

Carla: Digging her claws into a Spiral and hurling it out of the circle, into the sludge beyond.

Carla: ((Ang, 0 kills 0 HL's again, Carla Blazing Talons and 0 HL's))

Nabiki: 3,5,1,6,8,4,8,3,4,7,4,7,

Harvey Forrester: ((they backed off? That implies a break in the combat? If that's the case, spending a WP to activate Resist Pain))

Singha: On the bad guy side, a thick darkness is forming, billowing out from one of the BSDs and the globby tentacled things begin moving into the darkness.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Zipping back and forth in his insane pace, Jerry is on the lookout for injured people* (OOC: Does he notice Harvey's injuries?)

Rauko: ((rices hand, what should I roll to try roast ooze?))

Nabiki: *Chasing down any that remain in the circle.*

Jeremy Thomas: *Letting the combat monsters clear out the remaining Spirals, he starts looking for injured to heal*

Silkie: *Hey, the tentacles are leaving! Attributes it to Rauko's little torch and gives her a slap on the back.* Good job!

Rauko: *winces, perking, not thinking that was her job* uh....

Carla: "Regroup!" She yells. "Anyone who can, look into the Umbra, but DO NOT STEP ACROSS!"

Nabiki: (6 kills, 4 wounds total)

Singha: Rauko has just set fire to one of the ooze covered BSD bodies nearby, which WHOOMPFS up in flames like a dried out xmas tree. Ditto for the one Carla set ablaze, and she tosses it outside the clearing. Any one ever set a match to a jet fuel spill? Yeah, it's like that.

 

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *He furrows his brow, trying to peer through the wall between Here and Not Here*

Carla: ((0 wounds total, 8 kills total. Ang has 1 wound total, 1 kill total))

Nabiki: *takes a look across* (rolling gnosis)

Nabiki: 9,4,9,9,5,10,3,10,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Two rolls on Spirit 1.

Rauko: ((wow)) *perking and just still keeping ready to fuel more she sees, but getting backwars as they fade in darkness* (any visible?))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 2,3,10,

Singha: It would probably be a good idea for those who are Crinos to start throwing bodies out of the circle, since those fuckers are all coated with this ooze.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 3,8,8,

Jeremy Thomas: *Howls for the recruits he brought with him to regroup near his location in the center of the ex-clearing*

Silkie: Huh? *Tries to peer through the gauntlet.*

Rauko: *peers at them, and then at the darknes, breaths in concentrating, trying to see beyond at the enemy, to know where it is*

Silkie: 4,3,6,

Harvey Forrester: *he goes to chuck the corpses away, as many as he can as fast as he can*

Carla: "Once you've looked, come tell me what you see. Everyone else, get this shit out of our circle and tend to the wounded!" She helps with throwing bodies out into the fire.

 

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (Kill totals for combat: Feeds: 8 1/2 killed, 2 HL taken. Watches: 7 killed, 0 HL. Jerry: 4 beaten soundly, 2 HL taken)

Nabiki: *Heaves corpses.*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Jerry now has Spirit Sight up*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Looking for injured people to help*

Carla: Once others are heaving corpses too she strides to the center of the clearing, looking around, counting heads, searching for fatalities on their side, assessing their strength.

Nabiki: *Took some wounds, but seems to be ignoring them as she heaves corpses, snarling with each one she tosses out.*

Singha: Dex+ath for those throwing, for each sux you throw one. Each 1, you slip and lose a turn doing it

Harvey Forrester: 9,3,9,5,8,9,

Silkie: *Sneaks out of hiding to kick a corpse.*

Rauko -> Singha: can see anything with cliarvoyance?

Carla: 6,6,3,7,2,7,2,

Carla: 7,7,7,8,7,4,10,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *He approaches the one bleeding the most, which right now seems to be...the Harvey-monster*

Carla: ...Although in silly-speed she seems to have chucked quite a few...

Nabiki: 2,3,2,4,10,2,5,6,8,

 

Carla: 2,2,3,10,8,3,9,2,2,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Feeds throws out bodies*

Carla: ((last was per+alertness to check her own troops))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 2,4,8,9,7,4,3,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Watches throws bodies*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 7,3,7,2,4,10,1,9,

Nabiki: (tosses 3!)

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (Feeds tosses 3 bodies. Watches tosses 4, but loses 1 turn)

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Jerry sings softly, trying to heal Harvey, keeping up with him with his insane speed*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 5,3,6,

Carla: ((Threw 10))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (OOC: That should be 4 HL's healed on Harvey when Jerry touches him and infuses him with life)

Harvey Forrester: ((Chucks 10))

Singha: The forest surrounding the clearing goes up in flames, tho the blackness continues. Umbrally, Nabiki sees that they are in the midst of a large plain of rose brambles, with a massive oily swath through them.

Harvey Forrester: ((err, 4...was reading Carla's post and typed the wrong thing *G*))

 

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Jerry watches the umbral landscape incredulously*

Nabiki: 8,4,3,7,6,4,8,8,8,9,10,5,

Nabiki: ((wow! Tosses 8 more! *L* Nabiki is buff!)) Moves towards Carla to tell her what the umbral side of things looks like.

Carla: "Jerry!" She points with her sword to the wounded Nabiki, then returns to throwing corpses out into the fire.

Carla: 5,8,5,2,5,5,1,

Singha: In the center of the clearing, where the stone is in the realm, stands a single exquisite red Rose. On the edges of the clearing, standing guard in protection, are 13 white roses.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Spotting Nabiki, he zips towards her*

Carla: ...evidently so distracted with waving the big pretty pointy thing around that hefting bodies is all too confusing.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Touching Nabiki, he softly sings*

Rauko: ((sighs))*so guess tries to alight things* ((prods Singha, I Dind't see a thing?))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 5,7,10,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Healing 6 HL's on Nabiki!

Harvey Forrester: *continues the tossing*

Carla: ((Drops this turn's other actions, I guess *G*))

Harvey Forrester: 7,9,3,8,8,1,3,

Harvey Forrester: ((tosses 4, then falls on his ass))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Feeds tossing bodies*

Singha: The fire outside is raging like hell itself, consuming the globby things as they move toward the darkness. The BSD's step into the darkness, as well, and reappear in the Umbra. Those who are surrounded by the fire, are now feeling the heat, and are also finding that they are having trouble breathing.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 5,10,6,2,2,3,9,

Nabiki: *Looks at Jerry. Would say thank you, but her vocal cords don't lend themselves well to language in this form.*

Carla: This particular BSD is one slippery dude, and she dicks around trying to heave him out of the circle without crossing it herself.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (Feeds chucks 3 bodies, Watches lost 1 turn last roll)

Silkie: *coughs and moves away from the edge* "It's hot."

Carla: Eventually she backs away from the wall of fire, back to the stone.

Jeremy Thomas: 2,5,3,

Nabiki: *Gives Jer a disconcertingly toothy smile instead.*

Jeremy Thomas: *Can't quite seem to toss any himself*

Rauko: *or tries hel geting read of bodies*

Rauko: 4,9,

Carla: "Somebody tell me what's the other side of the Curtain, please." She says please, but it's clearly an order.

 

Singha: Hmm....out of the frying pan...into the fire...appropo in this case, since tho the fire doesn't cross the edge of the circle, it does superheat the air and consume all the oxygen.

Nabiki: *In a growly-yowly hard to understand at all voice, she tries to say, Maybe we should cross over. But it sounds more like "Rowwwee grrd rrsss vrr." Casting a concerned eye on Silkie and Michelle.

Rauko: ((*pouts*)) *starts coughing, and back back to the stone in the center*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Jerry shouts in a strangely quick, almost squeeky voice for him* Thirteen white roses are standing around the clearing, a big red one in the middle. The monsters are showing up on the spirit side.

Carla: She shakes her head in frustration. Holding her breath rather than breathe in the heat and burn her lungs, she scoops up EVERYONE and pushes them through the Gauntlet.

Nabiki: ((Posted Nabiki told her earlier. If she could understand it. She'll try spirit speech if Carla doesn't.))

Carla: 8,8,8,2,9,9,10,

Jeremy Thomas: *Is pushed*

Silkie: *and out of the fire...yay!*

Rauko: ((nah! what?! ))

Harvey Forrester: *Is pushed Umbral*

Rauko: *startled, startled, startled*

Carla: ((Sadly it's hard enough to understand growling when you're going the SAME speed as the growler *G*))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Imagine someone growling VEEEEEEEERY slowly. *s* Chewbacca in slow motion...

Nabiki: ((Nice rollin')) *Finds herself unexpectedly in the umbra.*

 

Carla: "Stay within the circle!" she repeats, launching herself at any BSD stepping beyond a white rose.

Nabiki: ((*LOL*))

Singha: Poof! They're all in the center of the circle on a vast plain covered in brambles, with a stinky, oily, evil swathe heading toward the circle from the angry, icy, volcano spewing mountains. Outside the circle are Five BSD's and 14 globby things, all of which are trampling the brambles and globbifying them as they dance around in some evil ritual circle.

Rauko: *ok. THIS is new, is staring around, though the sight of the BSD is enough to keep her in her senses, back faintly, again trying to look for anything to help the others with*

Jeremy Thomas: *Looks around, sees the Spirals, and snarls more then a bit*

Silkie: "This doesn't look good." Getting as close to the center of the circle as she can.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *He lets loose an involuntary shout of surprise as he ENTERS the spirit world without preparation*

Harvey Forrester: *growls rather loudly seeing these spirals in some sort of ritual*

Singha: 8,3,8,1,7,7,4,8,

Carla: She stops short of the edge of the circle, then backs toward the red rose again. "Ok. Who has a spare miracle laying around?"

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *He looks around for anyone in need of help, and, seeing the globby things, he grunts, wishing he had a good, old-fashioned Hermetic around, for once*

Nabiki: *Turning slowly to take in the scape.*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Watches growls and stares around. Feeds looks dumb-struck, having never been in Unsea's Soul before*

Rauko: *Looks to Carla, swallos and then ask very low* the rose needs to be at some place specifically? *asuming that is what they are protecting*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Zipping towards her, Jerry speaks in the same speed Carla does* What kind of miracle do you want?

 

Carla: She purses her lips, then stalks toward the edge of the circle once more, focussing all her attention on one of the BSD's participating in the ritual and calling to him commandingly "Kneel before the Queen!"

Carla: 8,4,5,4,9,3,6,

Singha: 3,4,10,3,7,

Jeremy Thomas: *Shifts down to Glabro form,. now "only" 6 and a half feet, 300 pounds, and hairy human with fangs and claws, so he can better communicate* Okay...what do we do now, people?

Carla: 2,6,3,2,6,4,9,

Carla: She doesn't answer anyone, all her will drawn to this one BSD, exerting herself, trying to push him to his knees.

Nabiki -> Singha: *Calls to her Jamak.*

Rauko: *just thinking on burning the oozes, but that proved to be a bad idea.... ask the other side of the world/

Carla: 2,8,2,3,9,2,5,

Silkie: *When it's clear the monsters can't reach them, she moves to the edge of the circle to taunt the bsd's.* "Your mother was a Gaian! Fish food! Here bait, bait, bait!"

Singha: 6,4,2,5,5,

Rauko: ((she is nuts! *g*))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The sharkmen pace, looking for any opportunity to mangle something inside the circle. The impossibly hard, shelly, shagreen covering having faded away from Watches-the-Wound now*

Singha: The BSD falls to his knees and bows to Carla. His fellows snarl and slaughter him for that. Just then, beautiful man steps out of the air, dressed in ceremonial Mayan clothing and wearing a necklace that looks like feathers made of turquiose.

Silkie: "You couldn't find your ass with both hands and help, much less your enemy!" *dances around and moons the BSD's*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Watches looks at Silkie, growls* Not food. Poison.

Rauko: *stares at man*

Harvey Forrester: *he turns to one of the BSDs, extends a hand, and moves his four non-thumb fingers in the taunting 'come here' gesture*

Carla: She curses softly as her troops gawp mindlessly instead of finding ways to disrupt the ritual, and she files that away as a learning experience.

Silkie: "I could eat 'em." *nods*

Carla: "STOP!" She shouts back at them. "THIS IS NOT A GAME!"

Jeremy Thomas: *Curls a lip disdainfully at the Spirals slaughtering their own...then locks his gaze on the guy in the Central American Ren-Faire garb*

Nabiki -> Singha: (anything from her Jamak?)

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Jerry curses, and focusing his attention on one of the BSD's most heavily engrossed in the ritual*

Rauko: ((how far away is the feathered man)) *trying to find something to throw at oozes that does not trampos them in fire again*

Carla: Backing away from the edge. "Concentrate on defending your comrades."

Silkie: *Pouts as she trails to silence after Carla yells at them/her.*

Singha -> Nabiki: ((THat guy ~is~ her jamak. ))

Jeremy Thomas: *Turns and looks at Carla* Then, as I said, what is the plan? *His voice is carefully calm, betraying no negative emotions he may be feeling at the present time*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds -> Singha: *He is trying to use Mind 2 to give the ritualizing BSD a sudden, violent impression of distaste for what he is doing*

Singha: The BSD's continue with their ritual, the globby guys trying to corrupt the white roses, so that they can gain entrance to the circle.

Harvey Forrester: *takes the order, backs up a bit, and readies himself to kill anything that tries to cross into the circle*

Carla: "Disrupt that ritual. Any way you can without crossing the circle!"

Nabiki: ((*L* Just making sure. Thought for a second it might be but then I wasn't sure.))

Rauko: *Ok, starts throwing the things she's got in ther bag, ((unfortunately just girlie things)) at the oozes, see if she can at least harmd those, knwong a Dancer it would do tickles*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *He is looking straight at one of the BSD, singing a spiteful little mocking song*

Nabiki: *Steps towards the guy in feathers, but doesn't cross the circle.*

Carla: She reaches for a BSD slap bang in the thick of things and drags him into the circle, if she can.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds -> Singha: OOC: Going for three rolls on Mind 2.

Harvey Forrester: *he's ready to fight...but without crossing the circle, he can't do anything.*

Jeremy Thomas: *Nods* Got it. What about anything ELSE crossing the circle besides us? Is that bad, or is it okay?

Rauko -> Singha: ((where is beatiful man, and he is obviosuly on the Dancer's side, right?))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Spending 1 WP.

Carla: "Anything comes in, kill it. None of us must leave!"

Nabiki: ((Hey, is the Mayan inside or outside of the circle?))

 

Singha: The beautifal Mayan watches the ritual curiously, then looks to Nabiki, his expression saying "Well, what do you want me to do about this?"

Rauko: ((gha!))

Singha: ((The Mayan is inside, sorry that wasn't clear, He's floating about your heads.))

Carla: ((*peeks up his robes* *heehee*))

Rauko: ((ah. ok))

Carla: 7,3,10,1,7,8,4,

Nabiki: SS "A little help would be nice. Maybe a suggestion?"

Rauko: ((*lol* at Troo, * naughty! ))

Silkie: ((*L* @ Carla))

Rauko: ((do I even h it thingies?!)) *trowning thigns at oozes*

Rauko: 8,3,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Singha, scratch all that. Told Troo another plan, will tell you outcome.

Rauko: ((I hit one!?))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 5,4,8,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 7,8,9,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 5,4,4,

Carla: ((Yay! Rauko hits a BSD with some lipstick! Woo!))

Carla: ((Ouch! Jerry! You bastard!!))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *With a spiteful, murderous song of rage hailing for the Bacchante themselves, he points at one of the dancing BSD's*

Rauko: ((*lol* was an ooze =P *blush* and thei intention is to distract them from ritual,rright?!))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: What?

Jeremy Thomas: That's not what I meant... *Shrugs* Fuck it. No time. *Spits in the face of the closest Spiral and sneers at it* Why bother? That Irish jig shit you're doing isn't going to cut it anyway. ((Activating Persuasion, and trying to piss the Spiral off enough to distract it, make it screw up. Anything I can roll on that? Manip+Empathy, maybe, to hit a nerve?))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Right, Singha. One of the BSD's can soak a 10 AGG attack.

Silkie: *Hey, she got yelled at for trying to piss 'em off, but it's okay for Jeremy?!*

Rauko: ((Ergs... big furries?... why don't you act garou and stare down the Dancers... risky, yes.. but... you could made them Frenzy....))

Carla: ((Does she succeed on popping a BSD into the circle?))

Singha: One of the BSD pauses, and the others immediately tries to beat it. The Mayan considers it all, and then says to Nabiki in English. "Well, about now is when I'd call in the troops." He glances to Carla. "But this throwing and taunting is more entertaining, I suppose."

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Rauko: Problem is that the BSD's probably don't pay attention to their staredowns unless they manage to snare that attention.

Singha: ((oops DLP, one of the BSD's drops dead when Jer points it, the rest of the post stands.))

 

 

[possible missed posts]

 

Nabiki: *Looks at Carla.* "Troops? We have troops? Maybe you could call them?"

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Ouch. He didn't soak that to well, then.

Rauko: ((hum..... bugger it))

Carla: She blinks at Nabiki, then grins, almost kicking herself in the process. Standing by the red Rose she hauls herself upright and roars.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *At that moment, the normally so gentle aging man seems like a harbinger of vengeance and primal anger, singing an ancient tune of mayhem, as the BSD is literally torn apart from inside. Only those close enough to see would notice the tears running down the tanned man's face*

Silkie: *Covers her ears.*

Jeremy Thomas: (('Cause Jeremy will lose, Rauko. Believe me, he will))

Nabiki: ~ss~ My thanks, Jamak.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Letting that cruel, hateful song die down, he zips towards Carla and the Rose*

Rauko: ((damm you furries with your great rage *giggles*)) *frowns,t hinking*

Carla: "WAKE! WAKE AND COME TO BATTLE!"

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Only now beginning to notice the nasty gash along his side, he touches it, softly humming to himself*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Trying to heal his wounds*

Jeremy Thomas: *Troops? Jeremy shakes his head a little...next time, we learn ALL the facts before going in...just half a fact isn't cutting it anymore*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 3,5,4,

Carla: She reaches for her people, for any who are mobile, and draws them here, remembering how long it took Beryl to fly this distance and not wishing to wait that long.

Carla: 8,2,8,8,6,1,4,

Singha: RAuko has thrown most of her handbag contents at the oozes, but they have just dissolved everything she threw at them.

Jeremy Thomas: *Seeing Jerry tend to his wound, he reaches out and places his hand on it* ((Mother's Touch))

Rauko: ((Steals Harvey's idea as he cna't do it)) *takes the heavier thin in purse, which might be a powder, or the paintin case, and aims fro a DAncer groing*((and will spend a will to it))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The wound partially closing, but it still aches, and he stumbles a bit on his way*

Rauko: ((damm it))

Rauko: 7,4,

Jeremy Thomas: 9,3,2,8,

Rauko: ((*peers at ST*))

Silkie: *Blinks at Jerry after the angry song, then his hand go to a gash in his side. She sidles over to him.*

Rauko: ((wonders who is Carla calling for))

Harvey Forrester: *has been told not to leave the circle...he doesn't. He doesn't seem to know what to do though, with that restriction. he clearly wants to go fight the BSDs*

Jeremy Thomas: ((Take back 2, Jerry))

Nabiki: *Prowls the perimeter of the circle like a cat in a cage.*

 

Jeremy Thomas: *Looks around* Everyone who needs a'healin', we better get it done now. *Looks at Carla* I don't think we're gonna have long to wait now.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *At Jeremy's touch, his wound heals completely, and Jerry smiles at him through the tears, his "thank you" so quick that it's hard to distinguish the syllables*

Rauko: (groinw was crotch just mispelled in the other used word))

Silkie: *Glances at Jeremy, then looks at the wound to see if he got it all.*

Silkie: *Smiles and gives Jeremy a pat.*

Singha: A tinkling sound rolls across the flat plains, and on the horizon, flashes of light can be seen. The BSD's who are left determinedly complete their ritual, the thrown object of Rauko's seeming cause pain that only adds to their fervor.

Singha: 1,3,4,1,5,6,7,

Rauko: ((*cries*)) *frowning, and backing back to the rest when she is out of trowning objects*

Jeremy Thomas: ((Guys, I gotta jet for at least a few. If anyone wants to run Jeremy (combat & Mother's Touchin', mainly) till I return, I'll send 'em my Character Sheet in a charactugre file))

Nabiki: *Head and ears come up to focus on the new sound.*

Jeremy Thomas: *Smiles and nods to Silkie*

Harvey Forrester: *They're completing the ritual. That's bad. Harvey goes to the edge, and risks reaching across to grab one of the BSDs, and attempts to pull it into the circle and to the ground*

Carla: Her face becomes grim, and she turns to survey those inside the circle. "This is it." Her voice is loud enough to be heard, but carries a sombre gentleness as she looks each and every one in the eye. "Look out for each other. Fight for those you love. And if we never see each other again in this life, I am deeply honoured to have fought by your sides."

Carla: 5,9,2,1,6,6,9,2,6,

Rauko: *she is alwasy so encouraging...., breaths in, staring at the Dancers*

 

Silkie: *Why? Why does she always talk like they're all gonna die?*

Jeremy Thomas: *Nods to Carla* Same back.

Carla: Catching sight of Harvey, she ZOOMS over to him ((Spending Rage too if possible)) to yank him back.

Rauko: ((gah !! I am dumbI forgot the extra dice all over *snickers*))

Rauko: ((Harvye is not stepping out the cirlc,e he is trying to drag on Dancer in if I understood right))

Singha: ((we'll be done in 15 I gotta go))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The shark-men growl, looking at each other. This is not their place to die. This is not their realm. But they will see it through. Spreading their jaws and claws, they look at the enemy with passionless, cold eyes*

Carla: ((Yes, I'm still not letting his arm leave the circle!))

Rauko: ((*lol* okok))

Carla: 2,6,8,8,4,6,1,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Jerry looks at Carla through the tears, gritting his teeth* I've told you before, no dying on my watch, damn you.

Singha: As posted before the only thing close enough to grab into the circle are the oozes which will cause 3 HL non soakable agg for each turn they are touched.

Harvey Forrester: *ok, he gets pulled back*((...thought I saw Carla's arm leave the circle...))

Silkie: *Glances over at her big fish.* "We're not gonna die."

Jeremy Thomas: ((I can't wait 15. Sending my sheet to Harvey to roll for me...sorry, guys. I've already waited 30 min past when I promised I'd go do this.))

 

Harvey Forrester: ((oh, ok...DLP then, no BSDs in arm's reach, not even gonna try))

Carla: ((No. By "reaching" I mean with her l33t m4g1c4l p0w4z!!! *G*))

Rauko: ((wait.. thre is only three dances left, right?))

Singha: 5,4,2,3,5,9,4,10,5,

Carla: ((Well if Harvey ain't being a foo', she ain't havin' to stop him *G*. Stays put))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The big sharkmen look at Silkie, giving her the cold, deadly grins of Kun's Spawn*

Rauko: *looks to Carla, and to her cousing, then at the Dancers, frowning*

Singha: Faintly, the tinkling becomes a song, which Ang recognizes and starts to sing, aslo. To the sharks and Silkie, itsounds like Sea.

Silkie: *Shivers. They're really scary like that.*

Carla: She hefts her sword and sets her jaw, turning to face whatever may come. "Patience," she says calmly. "We must not leave the circle."

Singha: To the Garou, it sounds like Gaia.

Silkie: *Turns suddenly towards the sound, stepping close to the edge of the circle.* "It's Sea," she breathes.

Rauko -> Singha: ((for me??))

Silkie: *How did Sea get way out here?*

Carla: "Step back from the edge, Silkie. Be patient."

 

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The sharkmen look up, spreading their clawed hands, their muscular arms, gaping jaws*

Singha: 2,6,3,3,4,7,4,2,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The tanned man with the tear-stained face looks up, listening to the song*

Silkie: *Scurries back a few steps.*

Carla: She squints at the horizon, watching for whatever may be coming.

Rauko: *glancing the song direction*

Carla: 8,2,9,6,10,4,1,5,8,

Harvey Forrester: *looks towards the source of the song*

Singha: The silvery stuff on the horizon grows, a cloud of shimmering things, and the BSD's finish their rite by Killing themselves.

Singha: "Interesting," the Mayan remarks, still floating there, and watching it all quite curiously.

Singha: 9,8,7,2,4,3,8,2,6,

Silkie: "Hey, they're killing themselves. That's good. Right?"

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *He flinches at the sight of the BSD's killing themselves. The killing getting too much...*

Nabiki: ~SS~ Happy to entertain.

Carla: She hears Silkie and draws her attention away from the horizon, shaking her head softly. "No."

 

Rauko: *and her eyes going back at the Dancers, shivering, and still moving some more backwards*

Singha: The song becomes a roar, the silvery things look like a Tsunami of little silver fishes.

Singha: 5,1,8,7,5,9,9,6,

Carla: "Jerry," she snaps suddenly. "Stop one from dying. Any one. Quick!"

Silkie: *Jumping up and down in her excitement, as Sea draws near. A little dance of welcome to her friend.*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *He tries to reach out for one of the dying Dancers, pouring his will into making it LIVE*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Healing at distance, spending 1 WP.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 4,8,2,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 2,8,7,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 2,6,2,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds -> Singha: (5 succs minus 1 for distance, 8 HL healed on 1 BSD)

Singha: The evil oozes mixes with the blood of the dead, and seems to wrench the circle up from the soil, encasing it in a globe of darkness.

Silkie: *Go Jerry! Maybe she'll just... *reaches out to take his hand, giving him a gnosis booster*

Singha: Those inside can feel the effects of the rite pressing in on them, and can feel the oddest sensation of their souls being stripped from their bodies with boney skeletal fingers, and then suddenly life surges back into the last dying BSD and the power backfires, spilling out to encapsulate the BSD instead.

Nabiki: *Ears going back, snarling as the darkness rises.*

 

Carla: "You can do it," she whispers softly. "We can all do it." In her thoughts she's addressing the fishies, although once the darkness enshrouds them it becomes less apparent.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Almost screaming more than singing, the voice of Life itself as the Lakashim rolls in waves from him to the monster*

Carla: She groans, dropping to her knees, grunting as her idea seems to fail. Then she gasps with a soul-deep relief as Jerry pulls it off.

Singha: And then there's a massive shriek echoing from the ground undneath their feet.

Silkie: *Will give him all the gnosis he seems able to take.* (up to 3 pts.)

Rauko: (got booted))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Sweat and tears flowing from his face as he throws his head back and sings so loud that his lungs must be straining*

Rauko: *Jsut VERy tense, watching the goings*

Nabiki: *Tensing, ready for anything.*

Carla: Hauls herself to her feet again.

Silkie -> Singha: ((Talk about a quint feed. *G* Should give Jerry a rush.))

Rauko: *and can't help it, shivering*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *His voice, like the rest of him, going at an insane pace, the throbbing tune of life pulsing, beating...Veins standing out all over his body as it flows out of him*

Carla: She looks down.

Singha: The tsunami of silver continues, and it sweeps across the plain, roaring with the force of the song Ang is singing. The sword resonates with it, and the ground under the circle shudders and shakes.

Harvey Forrester: *looks at the ground, attempting to be sure of his footing, as things shake*

Nabiki: YEOWLS!

Rauko: *well frnakly braces, not srue what to spect*

Carla: "The fish are ours," she calls out, yelling above the song of the fishes, Angelia's voice, Jerry's frenzied scream of a song. "Do not harm them."

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Slowly, his voice seems to change in quality, still the intensity, but it picks up the flavour of Angelia's song, and it becomes harder and harder to hear the difference, his deep, primal voice slowly falling into harmony with the roar*

Rauko: *like she can do anything, still braces*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The sharkmen are staring at the immense silver fish swarm, seeing in it a likeness of Kun herself. Gazing awestruck*

Silkie: ((Needs to know how much gnosis she can stuff into Jerry, if any.))

Carla: ((However much you want to *G*))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: I don't know if Jerry can actually recieve Gnosis in any way, even if I seem to recall something about it.

Carla: ((It's 2 GN to 1 Quint))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: *Snaps* That's it.

Singha: And suddenly circle itself turns into a dais and the silver crashes around it, sweeping away the dead bodies....and the live BSD, and breaking up the oozes in a roaring, tinkling rush of tiny silver fishes that meld into a lake of silver around the dais. On the dais, sitting where the rose was, on a throne made of diamonds, is Stonewall. Trev's body lies on the ground nearby, a wound in his chest. An all black Crinos werewolf with blood on his claws snarls and surges at the throne.

Silkie: ((There you go, Jerry. *G* Silkie's like a live wire and you've got a hot quint feed.))

Carla: ((Or is that blood points... I think it might be blood points, actually. 1:1 ratio on the GN))

 

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (OOC: Whoooo! How much Gnosis, Silkie my doll?)

Silkie: ((Well, one quint anyway. *L*))

Singha: In Stoney's hand is the scabbard.

Silkie: ((She's got 3 left.))

Rauko: ((Trevor is dead?!))*amazed, looking at the fish doing, then yelling and jumping backarwas when thet hings appears*

Stonewall -> Singha: Does Stoney Start the Rite of Bane Binding?

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (OOC: Happily notes down the first Quint he has ever gotten from an outside source)

Nabiki: *LEAPS for the crinos.*

Silkie: ((Heh, becomes his familiar. *L*))

Rauko: ((*=( and lo I ahve been a great spectator of the furries battle *g*))

Carla: She raises her sword, but pauses, alarm bells going off in her mind somewhere.

Silkie: ((Hey, you started one hell of a fire. *G*))

Harvey Forrester: *looks about to leap for the wolf himself, but glances to Carla*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The sharkmen growl when they see the fallen Trevor*

Carla: "Don't touch him!"

 

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The singing Jerry seems to throb with energy, motion, but he waits for Carla*

Carla: She points the sword instead at Trevor. "Someone check him out."

Stonewall: *Has the Shadow Lord Crinos lungs at Stoney he instantly Shifts to Crinos and using his stregnth and the other momentum he throw the other Crinos into the Silver Lake.*

Silkie: *Winds up in the water. Whooosh!*

Harvey Forrester: *well that decides it, he's crouched and at the ready, but he waits*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Zipping forward, he checks Trevor's wound*

Nabiki: ((Nothing like being too fast to stop. *L*))

Rauko: ((or not))

Singha: Trev has only recently died from bloodloss and massive trauma to the heart. He is revivable throuh magic means

Rauko: *((lol , ok I settle dfire and I almsot got us chocked))

Silkie: ((Unless the dias is big enough for all of us? Is it the size the circle was?))

Rauko: ((What lake?))

Singha: Stoney winds up pushing both Nabiki and Roosthorn into the silver lake. Which Nabiki finds to her chagrin is molten silver.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Still singing, he places his hands on Trevor's chest, not even asking Carla, letting the Lakashim roll from him into the man*

 

Rauko: ((gah!!))*so, instead, she moves to where the silver is, she is at lest not alergic and treis to reach for NAbiki*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds -> Singha: OOC: Spending 1 WP on getting life back into the man, pouring from himself.

Singha: ((The dais is big enough for all of you, the circle expanded when the throne appeared.))

Nabiki: *Much, MUCH chagrin as she tries desperately to claw her way back up onto the dias.*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds -> Singha: OOC: on the ROLL to do it, doh.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Three rolls.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 2,5,6,

Carla: She rushes to the edge, searching for any sign of Nabiki.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Singing the life back into his heart*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 4,8,2,

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *His hands almost glowing with friction as he pushes pulse into Trevor's chest*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: 3,6,2,

Carla: ((*pets Jerry* You can stay!!! *G*))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds -> Singha: (Should be 6 successes, for 12 HL healed)

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Carla: Good thing you didn't put him on the "Swim-by-Shark" expressway home, eh? *s*

Nabiki: *Burning all her rage to get up the speed to get out.* (has 6 rage)

Carla: ((Hell yeah!))

Rauko: *breaths, and tries to see trough the silver to Nabiki, staring fixdedly at it*

Singha: The silver liquid recedes into the plain, washing away everything but Nabiki, who has the strangest glimpse during her struggle of the black Crinos being cut into thousands of pieces by tiny skelatel silver fish.

Nabiki: *Won't try to grab Michelle, because she's in crinos, but won't try to avoid being grabbed.*

Singha: Rauko manages to catch hold of Nabiki and helps her to shore.

Nabiki: ((Conscious? Injured? Dead?))

Singha: there seems to be some kind of swirling drain here in this plain...probably that crevasse that Mald dropped the sword down, or something.

Rauko: *sop grabs and pulls out, kneeling to check her over*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The sharkmen stare at the silver lake as it recedes, grinning coldly at all the little silver fish they recognize*

Nabiki -> Singha: ((Do bastet loose all their gnosis in silver the way garou do?))

Carla: She helps Rauko drag Nabiki back onto the dais.

Singha: The immense pain of being submerged in the silver has driven Nabiki unconscious. Trev starts breathing again. Ang continues singing, watching Jerry heal him.

Silkie: *Goes to help Rauko.*

 

Singha -> Nabiki: ((yes, but this is a special case))

Carla: She looks to Silkie. "Lick her, please." Then she looks around once more to see who is still with them, taking stock of the troops yet again.

Rauko: *statrs biting her lips and looks up, then at Nabiki, then at Silking, not daring so much look to CArla, though muttering to her* thanks...*and then to Silkie* you can heal?

Nabiki: *Is not going to view Stonewall very kindly when she comes around.*

Singha: And then, there's only the plain, the dais, the brambles, and the throne, which has blood dripped on it in the form of a rose.

Stonewall: *Sighes and tries to do a head counts to see how everyone faired.*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *The crying, singing man seems to be sending his own life into Trevor, sweat pouring like rainfall*

Silkie: Rauko> "Sometimes." *Kneels down to give Nabiki a lick, burning her last bit of gnosis.*

Silkie: 9,5,4,9,6,3,

Rauko: *is unharmed, just dead scared and feeling bad for not helping more*

Carla: 3,5,2,7,4,6,5,

Rauko: *nodding bit to Silkie and moving backwards again*

Singha: ((And I really gotta go, promised the hunny a movie tonight. When Carla sheathes the sword, this magical land disappears and everyone finds themselves in the clearing, which is covered by ash. It's the following morning, and all the woods have burned, as have the brambles.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (OOC: Later, Singha. Thanks!)

Nabiki: *Ah, healed just enough to come around and feel the pain. Lucky Nabiki.*

 

Carla: She stops beside Rauko and rests a hand gently on her shoulder, murmuring "You are the bravest of us all. You come here willing to fight, knowing the enemy is vastly more powerful than yourself." She pats the girl's shoulder and smiles enigmatically. "You will be a great woman." Then she turns to walk among the others, looking for wounded.

Harvey Forrester: ((Bye Singha, great scene!))

Rauko: THANKS for the rpg!!!))

Nabiki: ((See ya))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *As the other land fades away, the man trembles, falls quiet, and almost seems to shrivel away*

Silkie: ((And thanks for the game!))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Collapsing in a pile of exhausted flesh*

Rauko: *And if so, starteld at the touch and more starteld at Carla's word, looks at the woman when she is there right near her and then as she starts moving*

Stonewall: *Sighes and looks around.*

Rauko: *ANd then she looks around, looking for her cousing and jsut plain rushing to hug to him*

Stonewall: *Goes and checks on Malcolm.*

Nabiki: *The great, big silver-plated crinos twitches.*

Angelia Caponelli : (back!)

Carla: Once she is satisfied they have suffered no more losses, she moves toward Stonewall and holds a hand out toward him. "The scabbard, please."

Angelia Caponelli : (ugh. Trevor died???!)

 

Rauko: ((Malcom is there?!))

Carla: ((He got better! *G*))

Silkie: "Jerry!" Dashes over to check him.

Singha: ((The vegetation has all burned off the island along with the docks. The cabin, which is stone, is unburned as is everything insdie. The pile of brambles is still around the body, as are the black thorns but Stoney can get rid of the black thorns with only a minor cleansing rite. The body appears freshly killed, the branch in the chest is gone, as is the budding black rose.

Angelia Caponelli : (good!)

Harvey Forrester: *back in the normal world...no BSDs, no wyrm creatures...he shifts down to Homid. A bruised Homid, but in one piece.*

Stonewall: No. I'll return it to Trev when he is up to carrying it.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *With a jarring halt, Time returns to normal for Carla and Jerry. The Spartan also obviously has drifted out of Jerry, who seems completely worn out*

Carla: ((Well, back in the normal world assuming Stoney gives Carla the scabbard.))

Silkie: *Licks Jerry's face, but she's all used up. She can't heal any more. Lick, lick, lick.*

Carla: ((Then since Trev's just gotten himself 12 out of a potential 6 HL's, she'll sheathe the sword once Trevor has the scabbard))

Angelia Caponelli : (So um I assume Ang is where ever her battered Trevor is?)

Singha: ((Then TRev wakes up enough to tell Stoney to give Carla the scabbard and passes out again.))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Even his sweat and tears seem to taste of Wyld, of Life, of Brahma's Breath*

Rauko: (lol))

Stonewall: *He does the Cleansing Rite.*

Stonewall: (Mundane success ok?)

Carla: ((*rotfl*))

Rauko: ((angleia and Trevor,.. havent the garou in this city heard the garou do not mate garou important bit of Litany?))

Singha: Once the sword is sheathed, the Umbra doesn't look any different than one would expect for a typical wilderness island.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: I hope the 12 HL's are enough. If he needs more, he can ask someone else. *s*

Nabiki: *Just lies there, half dead.*

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Rauko: What makes you think Trevor is Garou?

Stonewall: *Hands Carla the Scabbard.*

Angelia Caponelli : (Trevor's not a garou... If he is I think there's a problem)

Carla: 4,7,8,8,5,9,2,

Rauko: ((uh... ergs... just... seemed logic... as per.. how things where going... uh.. he isn't?))

Silkie: *Lick, lick, lick.* "Wake-up, Jerry."

Carla: ((*Cheers* Actually manages to sheathe it for once!))

Harvey Forrester: ((logic? How dare you apply logic to an RPG!))

 

Singha: ((And with that, I need to head out, will give out renown to those who claim it, and will post XP in forums by Wed probably))

Angelia Caponelli : (Well she can think he's garou that's a valid ic perspective. Night Singha!)

Singha: ((to claim renown, you must post it in the Shifter Forum))

Rauko: ((hum.. ok.. ))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: You bloody guess that the Rokea Boyz are going to ask for Renown. *s* Will do so by Forums.

((Mr. MIA himself....Kev)): OOC:just a quick post to point out that I am, once again, not quit dead...yeah and to say hello too

Carla: ((I'd claim renown if I knew I had any and I knew it could be done *G*))

Singha: ((night all. Thanks for playing))

Rauko: ((Ergs... mi left side is crasy Harvey`p?))

Harvey Forrester: ((g'night Singha))

Angelia Caponelli : (Tackles Kev!)

Singha: ((*waves to Kev* heya. *and then poofs*))

Angelia Caponelli : (Ang would ask for Renown but she's not really sure um... who she would ask for that any more. Ughs.)

Rauko: ((night Singah!!)) *and as said, rushes to Cousing and hugs to him*

((Mr. MIA himself....Kev)): ((*and is so tackled*))

 

Nabiki: *Shifts down slowly into sokto, a sort of half woman, half cat form.*

Carla: She encourages people to rest, ensuring everyone who needs it most gets a comfortable spot. But she reserves her rocking chair for herself and dozes off in it.

Harvey Forrester: ((g'night Troo...or good morning...wahtever *G*))

Carla: ((Y'all can keep going, but I gotta sleep and my log endeth here :) ))

Angelia Caponelli : Ang's all curled up with Trevor and not leaving his side till he wakes up. (night Troo!)

Rauko: ((gota get going too... to much time online today...)) *Rauko will glue to Harvey, just not being with him to mabye be with Stonewall, more at use with him, and will fall asleep where eitehr of them settles to rest, as soon as she sits or lays down*

Nabiki: ((Good night Troodles))

Nabiki: (troodle-loo)

Silkie: *Silkie will stick with Jerry, and make sure he's alright.*

Harvey Forrester: *turns to Nabiki* "So now what can we do about those rogues of yours?"

Stonewall: *Goes changes and then sits down returning to his carving.*

Rauko: ((=( *prods the Harvey-p*))*and as Harvey ignores her hug, she goes to glue to Stonewall* ((=P)) ((and I Really gotta get going))

Nabiki: *Hisses at Harvey. In case he hasn't noticed, she just took a bath in molten silver.*

Harvey Forrester: *he'll hug Michelle back* ((sorry, missed the post...and I don't read my ICQ messages half the time before I respond))

Rauko: ((you suck =P and I posted that two times!!!! *g*))*still as Harvs talks to Nabiki she goes by stonewall second one there she trustes most, and falls asleep...* ((night fols, was a great rpg day!))

 

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: *Jerry seems completely comatose* (OOC: So far, assume he's unconscious. I'm crossing my fingers that he's not, in fact, dead. *s* But I won't know before Tuesday)

Nabiki: *Slowly starts licking herself.* (that just sounds... wrong *L*)

Angelia Caponelli : (Hugs Jerry.)

Rauko: ((*blesses JErry before leaving for goodl uck*))

Stonewall: *Lets Michelle sleep near him and pats her shoulder.* Good job.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: (OOC: Thanks, people. *s*)

Harvey Forrester: ((don't die jerry, think of how much of the mage game would get screwed up!))

Rauko: *she doens't really think she did a great work, but to tired, she is gone into dream land* ((bye!!!! *puffs*((

Silkie: ((Silkie will stick by him. She's going to be upset if he dies. As soon as her gnosis begins to return, she'll start licking him.))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Wait until Tuesday, Silkie. *s* He might not be injured at all...Or he might be turned inside-out.

Nabiki: *Nabiki still has tons of gnosis, and as soon as she's up, which she is shortly, she looks to Jerry.*

((Mr. MIA himself....Kev)): ((*waves goodbye and vanishes*))

Harvey Forrester: ((does she have Gnosis? *points to aforementioned silver bath*))

Nabiki: *She'll try lick wounds on him too, since she doesn't know a thing about paradox.*

Nabiki: ((Yep. *G*))

Angelia Caponelli : (Okay I'm going ot bamf again for a bit -- and Ang can heal a bit)

Stonewall: (Is everyone leaving?)

Harvey Forrester: ((If anyone else still wants to RP, I can stay))

Nabiki: ((Yep. Been playing all day. Need to eat and do some workd.))

Angelia Caponelli : (I need to get the kiddo to bed)

Harvey Forrester: ((Nope, no actual life here *G*))

Silkie: ((Throws kisses. Good night all. *kaPoof*))

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: Must just ask you guys to wait, since until I know the outcome of the Paradox, he might be dead (or might have disappeared into another Realm, or become a lawn ornament, or slipped into the year 1135 or whatever).

Stonewall: (Same here. I am suppose to clean the appartment.)

Stonewall: (Good Night.)

Harvey Forrester: (alrighty, no one else around? I'm gone then too)

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: The sharks are here, though.

Jerry/Watches/Feeds: OOC: No, better call it quits. It's late.