Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Her
head shakes, and her forearms come up over her head...whether to protect it
frome something or block out sound, who knows?
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: But then when Kras seems to overpower Trevor, that hope turns
bitter, into that dark, ragefilled jeolousy, of Malcolm and Karlos and the Rose
they can hold, when Trevor's seems to always devolve back to thorns. Coupled with
despair and self-hatred, and the knowledge he deserves his fate, for the crimes
of his past.
Singha -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: It's relentless, and soon turns physical, as well as
emotional. Outside the house Reyna can hear her father banging on the door,
trying to get in.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno -> Singha: She tries to defend herself in a way that doesn't harm
her mother, all the while trying to figure out how to let her father in.
Singha -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna's mom gets more and more skeletal and demonic looking,
her taunts and abuse becomeing more and more sharp, as if she's trying to strip
any semblance of love from Reyna's memory of her.
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((Does Karlos attempt to act at all?))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((I wasn't aware that was an option))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The half-vocalized
pleadings take on a more desperate edge to them, and she shifts around a lot.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno -> Singha: She tries to fight it the same way she's trying to help
Fausto...with love. She lets the door alone, and stilld defends herself while
trying not to harm her mother, telling her she loves her, and she's sorry.
Singha -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Roll GN))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: He steps in, his own love burning fiercely, willing to face
Kras for Trevor.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 4,2,3,1,4,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno -> Singha: ((GAAH!!))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 6,2,7,
Singha: okay...so...here's
where things get weird. The house transforms around Karlos to Reyna's house,
tho all the bodies of Karlos' family remain on the floor--along with the body
of Reyna's murdered mother. Kras becomes Reyna's ghostly mother, tho has those
nice vampire fangs and the too long, spiny evilness that makes her a
frightening apparition. Trevor's got one of those spines through his shoulder,
which oozes a black yucky pus
Angelia: 2,10,5,6,
Singha: Trevor
is also currently being drained by that Vampiric Reyna's Mom.
Singha: Faris
stands there, the rose tattoos glowing brightly, forcing Reyna's mom to break
off her draining of Trevor, who slumps to his knees, still caught up in that
dreamy ecstasy of the Kiss.
Singha: ((Fuck
the power just went out, I just lost the whole frikken log up to this point))
Angelia: ICK!
Karlos Basoalto: ((Autosaves))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Aww, MAN!))
Singha: ((I
don't cut and paste until the scenes over since I don't want to slow things
down. I put the log together from the browser history once everything's over))
Karlos Basoalto: ((Ah.))
Singha: ((But
the last 48 hours have been a series of annoyances and disappointments so why
should today be any different? *sighs*))
Angelia: ((Hugs the Singha))
Karlos Basoalto: ((*huggles*))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((*Group hugzes*))
Angelia -> Singha: (so you have it too) Angelia -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno:
Rey can hear Ang's voice just at the back of her mind reminding her that this
is only a dream but it's an important dream and that there's something to be
learned here if she can pull herself together.
Singha: Reyna,
never having met Trevor, or probably seen a picture of him at this young age of
twenty or so, sees an astoundingly fit wheat blond young man with a military
cut, with hazel eyes and tanned skin, but nothing at all beside the height and
bulk to remind her of Fausto/Adam.
Karlos Basoalto: He steps toward Reyna's
Vampire Mom, arms outstretched, moving to embrace her.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She is stunned as all
this occurs, and then hears something. She shakes her head, as if trying to
clear it, and moves forward, trying to help Faris get her mother off of Trevor.
Singha: He's bare
aside from some swim trunks and a SEaL type blade in his hand that falls to the
floor when those fangs go into his neck. He's got some scars on his torso, some
claw marks a gunshot wound or two.
Singha: As Faris
steps toward Reyna's mom, she once again transforms into Kras, who stretches
one of those impossibly long fingers at Karlos and smiles that cruel smile that
means KArlos is ~so~ going to regret any of this.
Singha: (Roll
WP, both of you))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 2,2,8,1,8,
Karlos Basoalto: 4,4,7,3,4,7,2,10,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((*Kicks the die
roller* BEHAVE!))
Singha: Reyna
manages to shake off her dread and hurt, and moves toward Kras/Mom
Singha: Faris,
too feels the instinctual fear rise up in that Karlos part of her but is too
firmly channeling the Rose and Caradoc to be swayed from her course.
Karlos Basoalto: His arms slide around Kras,
leaning in to kiss him, drawing him in and blowing his love into him.
Singha: Faris
gets pierced by spines that erupt from Kras, pinning him there, forcing Faris
to continue on through the pain to be able to actually reach Kras for an
embrace.
Karlos Basoalto: He draws himself onto the
spines, tugging Kras into him.
Singha: As the
glowing roses contact the spines, however, the spines retract and Kras
dissolves into shadows with a shriek.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She moves up, placing
a supporting hand on Trevor, and decides to go with Karlos's plan, since that
was what she was doing before, anyway. She moves in to hug Krassy Mom, purshing
herself into the spines as well.
Karlos Basoalto: He turns, moving to Trevor,
crouching and offering him a hand.
Singha: Trevor's
head lolls back, and he closes his eyes, a look of shame coming over him at being
overpowered by Kras.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: As Kras vanishes, she
drops to her knees, next to Trevor, and holds him to her.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She kisses Trevor's
forehead, her embrace an attempt to comfort him, and looks over at Karlos.
Singha: As Reyna
holds Trevor he crumbles under her embrace, as if he was made of sand, or ash,
or brittle clay.
Karlos Basoalto: He doesn't offer comfort. Not
in the cuddling sense. What he offers is love. Pure, unfettered, powerful love.
A love that can defeat demons. A love that everyone deserves to touch. To hold.
To feel.
Singha: The
spine falls and clatters to the floor, mingling with the blood of the slain,
and the gold dust from Trevor's interior. ((roll per+alert))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 2,9,4,9,8,
Angelia: (me too?)
Karlos Basoalto: 9,4,9,3,8,8,
Singha: ((Sure))
Angelia: 2,8,8,4,4,4,
Singha: Karlos
and Reyna both see that the spine, the blood,and the gold dust all seem to make
the image of a an arrow pointing a compass direction. Ang sees the arrow but
isn't sure of it's meaning.
Karlos Basoalto: He glances to Reyna and rises,
looking that way.
Singha: And then you both wake up.
Karlos Basoalto: He chuffs, springing to his
feet.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Invariably, her eyes
are drawn in the direction the arrow goes, as she tries to get a bearing on
whic direction (i.e. North, South, East, or West) it is.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She gasps as she
wakes up, starting into a mostly sitting position.
Singha: ((it
points Northwest. So back in the directionthey came from but to the west))
Singha: ((Ang
Roll WP to stay connected once they wake up.))
Karlos Basoalto: He turns, blinking, then draws
breath. Then he roars. And roars. And roars like he owns the place.
Singha: Malcolm
is a bit surprised at them suddenly jolting away and at Karlos' roaring. He
leaps to his feet, then groans as the blisters complain.
Angelia: 10,9,6,2,3,
Singha: ((awake,
not away. doh))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The roar puts her
further on edge, as she scrambles to her feet, looking northwest.
Karlos Basoalto: His mane bristles. He's not
spending days walking around this place. Not now. He roars like he's trying to
wake the dead. Or the living.
Karlos Basoalto: He roars like he's commanding
the whole realm to awaken. And he is.
Karlos Basoalto: 6,9,9,
Singha: Malc
gets a bit nervous when Karlos puts on such a show of dominance. And of course,
aroused.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She cringes again at
the roar, ingoring the palace now. Every part of her wants to go where she's
looking, which is somewhat back where they came.
Singha: 2,2,6,3,7,
Singha: 2,3,7,
Singha: ((roll
another per+alert everybody))
Karlos Basoalto: 4,8,3,3,9,1,
Angelia: 7,10,8,9,8,7,
Angelia: (Wow.... that's more like it)
Karlos Basoalto: ((Go, ghostly not-here Ang!
*Cheers... vaguely*))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 6,1,5,8,6,
Singha: Karlos
with his kitty ears being more sensitive, hears the same thing Reyna does: A
faint, reedy cry out from the northwest, rolling across the vast silver plain.
Karlos Basoalto: He roars in response,
acknowledgement.
Singha -> Angelia: Ang hears a little girl's voice shouting out "Over here!
Over here, Malcolm!"
Singha: 4,9,2,
Singha: 10,8,4,3,
Angelia -> Singha: Is it familier? And can she push through to touch them
now while they're still awake?
Karlos Basoalto: He slowly shifts up, holding a
hand out to Reyna. "Sword," he says quietly.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: That's all she needs.
She takes enough time to wipe her face once, clearing tears from her eyes, and
melts back into her red wolf-form. ~Coyote~ "Let's go find us a lion
cub."
Singha: Malc too
hears the faint cry, and follows their looks toward the northwest.
"There's something out there. I've been...smelling it for a while now.
And...hearing things. But I wasn't sure from which direction."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: And then she blinks,
and shifts back up. She takes the sword and presents it to him.
Karlos Basoalto: 3,5,9,4,9,7,5,3,
Singha -> Angelia: ((No, ANg's still trappd by the bracers so while she can
retain the link via LWS she can't physically be there.))
Karlos Basoalto: He takes hold of it and raises
it skywards, calling out "Beryl! Wake and come to me!"
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((spending wp))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 9,7,3,
Angelia -> Singha: Naw I meant talk though it. I'll roll gnosis again then
Angelia: 3,6,5,2,
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: She feels the sword blaze with her love and t he love of Rose
and Caradoc, and can feel Beryl's attention turning onto her, as the Dragon
animates.
Angelia -> Singha: enough?
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: He reaches out to her, warming, welcoming, loving. Greeting
her as she wakes. Thanking her for doing so.
Singha -> Karlos
Basoalto: Beryl seems happy but confused. "You
are a man, my Queen?" There's the sound of wind through leaves as Beryl
launches herself into the air.
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: "I am many things, Beryl," he chuckles gently.
"A man, a woman, a lion, a dream."
Singha: ((Reyna
roll per+alert again))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 3,3,10,2,6,
Angelia -> Singha: (again, for your log) Angelia -> Karlos Basoalto:
Ang's voice brushes against the back of his mind. ~It's a little girl. Marie.
She's calling Malcolm.~
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: That seems to be a good answer, and satisfies Beryl, who
wings her way to them (she'll arrive in about 15 minutes unless Karlos tries to
use the sword to draw her there?))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((Marie could be in trouble. He'll try.))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 1,10,1,3,2,5,8,8,
Singha: Reyna
again hears that reedy thin voice calling, but can't make out the words.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: If she can hear it,
they can't be that far. She looks at Karlos. "I'm headin' out to it. Maybe
it's trapped, and can't get to us."
Singha: Karlos
lowers the sword and puts it against the ground, causing the silver to ripple
like water. And then, suddenly, a thirty foot tall dragon made of topiariy,
with various brightly colored fruits steps through the silvery water.
Singha: She's
not a scary dragon, but more of a potbellied, friendly dragon. ((Like Pete's
Dragon, if you've ever seen that flick)) Beryl is no longer made of metal, but
now is real leaves again, with all the various gems in her scales now being
different kinds of fruit.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ooooor maybe
not..." She takes a step back. "Jesus H. Christ in a Gucci
handbag."
Singha: Malc
seems relieved to see Beryl's not silver any more. He grins at her and waves,
while she bows to them both. "Your majesties."
Karlos Basoalto: He opens his eyes, smiling
warmly to Beryl. "Angelia wishes me to convey her love to you."
Singha: She
grins, and raises from her reverance, flapping her wings excitedly. "Send
her my regards, my Queen."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks Baryl over,
getting a touch of her grin back. She runs a hand through her hair, a tangled
mess from all that tossing and turning.
Karlos Basoalto: He nods. "Of
course." He smiles fondly at the dragon. "This is Reyna. Beryl, I
believe there is a young girl here who needs our help. Could you carry us,
please?"
Singha: "It
has been quite some time since I've seen you, my Queen. And you, Prince
Regent." She nods to Malcolm. "You're both looking well."
Singha: "Oh,
certainly. It's a pleasure to meet you, Reyna. Give my regards to your
Father." She settles down and puts an arm out for them to climb aboard.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods with a
smile. "I will, thanks. Good to meet you too, Beryl."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She follows Malcolm
and Karlos onto the big guy.
Karlos Basoalto: He gently
climbs aboard, one hand slipping into her to grasp a branch, the other holding
the sword.
Singha: Once
they're all aboard, Beryl launches herself into the sky and pumps her entirely
too small wings. It sounds like wind through the trees as she moves, rather
rapidly along, heading off in the direction Karlos indicates.
Singha: Sitting
atop her backbone is quite similar to sitting on a tree trunk with handing
branches fore and aft to hold onto.
Karlos Basoalto: He points with the sword in
the direction the cry came from, murmuring over his shoulder to Malcolm
"It could be Marie." His voice is soft.
Singha: ((handy))
Singha: "Marie?"
Malc asks, surprised. "How did she get here?"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She just holds on,
watching the scenary pass by them with a bit of a smile on her face.
Singha: ((roll
per+alert guys))
Singha: 8,8,5,3,
Karlos Basoalto: "I don't know," he
murmurs. "Angelia's been granted sight by Mera. She says it's Marie."
Karlos Basoalto: 5,6,2,6,1,6,
Singha: The
plain is so vast and featureless that it's quite difficult to judge distances.
Angelia: 8,6,6,1,10,7,
Singha: Or even
to judge the altitude their at. The silver surface below mirrors Beryl back to
them
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 9,6,9,3,1,
Singha: once
again, Reyna, Malc, and Karlos all see a little speck in the distance, and hear
the reedy shouts of the little girl, but can't make out the words.
Karlos Basoalto: He falls silent, knowing Beryl
will fly the fastest she can.
Singha -> Angelia: Angelia sees a little girl standing on a dark circle of
something in the sea of silver, with a lighter colored something also on the
circle.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks up at them.
"So who's Marie?"
Singha: Beryl
seems to see the speck too, and increases her speed toward it. Soon those in
the air can make out a little girl standing on a dark circle of something in
the sea of silver, with a lighter colored something also on the circle.
Singha: "She's
the little girl who...helped me realize my purpose. She's the...hope...I
painted into each of the window panels. Among the nightmares."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ahh." She
falls silent at that, and watches the little girl as they approach.
Karlos Basoalto: "Be careful," he
murmurs to Beryl.
Singha: As they
approach even closer, they see that the dark disk is what looks like a raft
of...butterflies. Marie stands aboard it, beside the body of a lion cub, who's
maybe a year old, his fur looking like real, honest to god gold. His mane,
which is just a few adolescent tufts around his chin, is silver.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Looks like
we've found our cub." She looks at the two of them.
Karlos Basoalto: He guides Beryl downward,
regarding the girl and the adolescent lion, unsure whether or not he's dead.
Singha: Marie
looks to be a little six year old girl with brownish hair and grey eyes.
Singha: "Hello Malcolm!" Marie waves. "Karlos! Hi! Can
you help my friend?"
Karlos Basoalto: As soon as he can, he hops
from Beryl's back, landing in a crouch then rising to his feet. He approaches
Marie, offering his hand to her. "Marie... What's wrong with him?"
Singha: ((Karlos
land on the butterflies or on the silver?))
Karlos Basoalto: ((Butterflies))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She waits for Beryl
to land, smiling up at him. "Thanks for the ride, Beryl."
Singha: "Hi
Marie." Malcolm beams as he sees the little girl. "I have a daughter
now, named Chalina."
Singha: Beryl
lands on the silver, somewhate disturbed by the sight of the butterflies.
((Karlos, roll GN))
Karlos Basoalto: 8,2,2,
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((Karlos feels a strange rush of emotions as he lands on the
raft of butterflies, and realizes these is where those the K-R feeds on go
after they're digested. They've formed a dais of some kind))
Karlos Basoalto: He stands there a moment, hand
offered to Marie, his eyes going distant.
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((He knows there should be a throne here, but there's not.
Only the lion cub that looks pretty starved and injured, his paws all blistered
like Malc's))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Once he's landed, she
slides off, looking in the raft's direction and starting to approach.
Singha: Marie
moves over and hugs Karlos. MAlcolm remains on Beryl unless instructed to join
Karlos on the dais. Seems he doesn't want to touch the silver at all if he can
avoid it.
Karlos Basoalto: He drives the sword into the
butterfly corpses.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She stops as Karlos
stabs the butterflies, and waits to see what will happen.
Singha: Marie
seems surprised at the stabbing.
Karlos Basoalto: 3,7,7,6,2,6,2,6,
Singha: 1,5,4,8,8,4,4,
Karlos Basoalto: 9,6,7,
Singha: 6,9,4,
Singha: ((Everybody
roll GN))
Singha: 2,2,7,8,3,9,
Karlos Basoalto: 9,9,6,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 2,4,2,9,9,
Singha: ((but
Karlos who's already rolled it))
Karlos Basoalto: ((Too slow *lol*))
Angelia: 3,2,2,8,
Angelia: (Sorry I'm slow I'm cooking)
Singha: Ok,lots
of things happen all at once right now so don't post until I say it's over.
Singha: Karlos
stabs the butterfly corpses, piercing through to the silvered land beneath. A
four foot crack in the earth opens up, and Reyna needs to either leap from the
plain to the dais of dead butterflies or leap back toward Beryl to avoid
sliding into the crack..
Angelia: (kks)
Singha: At the
same time, Karlos finds himself on the patio of the K-R, having impaled AdaMas
through the heart as he sits in front of the fountain. Marie screams. And
everybody who has either LWS or Rose feels the most agonizing, most intense
emotional anguish they've ever felt coursing through the link.
Singha: ((roll
WP to stay in the link))
Singha: ((all
except AdaMas and Karlos who are in it whether they want to be or not))
Singha: 2,4,8,6,7,9,
Angelia: 2,5,3,4,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 5,6,2,8,6,
Singha: Everybody
in the link feels that massive sense of surprise and betrayal in AdaMas as he
sees Karlos with the sword, and feels the pain in his chest from the blow.
Angelia: (oops that was gnosis)
Angelia: 7,8,8,3,8,
Angelia: (there)
Singha: Malc,
Reyna, and Ang all manage to remain in the link, despite the overwhelming
amount of grief, loss, guilt, despair, etc. moving through them.
Karlos Basoalto: ((Not vanished, just gone
invis to stop all the plonkers IMing me))
Singha: Those
looking at the Dais see that area sort of meld with the roof of the penthouse
where AdaMas was meditating, so see Karlos with the sword through AdaMas'
chest. ((now Reyna can roll dex+ath to leap to whichever
Singha: (to
whichever, the dais or Beryl. Doh))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: As horrified as she
is, she finds herself leaping toward the dais, instinctually.
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((Does Karlos pull back on the sword? Leave it there? What?))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 10,1,4,7,4,
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((Can I roll int+enig here? I'm in two minds. Karlos
believes something has been taken from Adam to make the sword, and he needs it
back. So he'd be wanting to leave it there. On the other hand, sword through
heart not good, so he'd be wanting to pull it out.))
Singha: Reyna
barely makes it but after a bit of teetering, actually manages to stay on the
dais. Which is a good thing because below in that abyss there arises all sorts
of anguished screams and moans, obviously the sounds of many many people being
tortured.
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((Sure))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 4,5,4,8,9,
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: (Pulling back will probably cause the throne to appear, i.e.,
the resistance Karlos is feeling is both the emotinal resistance Adam has to
opening up to love and some physical resistance to the sword itself. And
whatever Adam lost can't be restored unless the gorget is working too, since
both of those were what was taken from Adam))
Karlos Basoalto: He draws the sword back, out
of AdaMas, as gently as he can.
Singha: Everybody
in the link feels...well...as if their hearts have been ripped open. And
somebody's tearing it out of their body. ((Roll WP again, except for Karlos and
AdaMas))
Angelia: Some where back in the buddist
temple Ang screams in her sleep.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: 6,10,7,5,2,
Angelia: 2,5,6,6,7,
Singha: And Ang
wakes up.
Singha: 8,4,5,7,9,10,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She falls forward
onto her hands and knees on the dias, looking up at Karlos and AdaMas, a
complete lack of comprehension on her face. This...isn't real. He didn't just
do that.
Singha: Malc,
however, coward that he is, actually manages not to flee this.
Singha: 5,4,6,9,6,8,2,
Karlos Basoalto: 5,3,7,8,6,2,3,7,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The feeling of heart
ripping and tearing makes her lose any strength in her limbs, and she falls
onto her side, gasping and yet unable to breath. Staring up at the two blankly.
Singha: Karlos
feels AdaMas struggling mightily against this, his panic, his fear, his angry
refusal not to submit fueling that resistance. But he's just too tired to fight
any longer, and after a fierce fight where it seemed that Karlos may lose botht
he sword and Adam, suddenly it breaks loose and slides out easily, blood
gushing with it.
Singha: ((Everybody
still in the link feels that))
Angelia: The poor asian's get to hear all
sorts of tortured, heart rending screaming from Ang's cell.
Karlos Basoalto: ((Sheesh, what's the problem
Ang? I kill him, like, every other week! *g*))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: There's the
breathing, and it comes out in an agonized, heart-rending scream.
Angelia: (:p)
Singha: As soon
as the sword is free, AdaMas and t he rooftop fades and attached to the tip of
the sword is a throne of solid silver, that rises up as Karlos pulls it with
the sword. The dead butterflies of the dais solidify and turn into a glowing
sapphire color.
Singha: Marie
screams and cries, rushing to Reyna and hugging her, since she's the closest
person not with a sword doing scary bad things that hurt.
Karlos Basoalto: ((Are we good to start posting
again?))
Singha: ((Yes))
Karlos Basoalto: He lowers the sword, taking a
step back from the throne, gazing sorrowfully at Marie, heartbroken at having
hurt her.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She doesn't register
Marie's presence...she's too shocked too. Too hurt. She's barely even congizent
of the fact that she's conscious.
Karlos Basoalto: "Marie," he murmurs.
"It's pretend. He isn't harmed." He moves slowly toward the lion.
Singha: Malc
watches all this, blinking, clinging to the back of Beryl
Singha: the cub
remains still. it's hard to see if it's breathing.
Karlos Basoalto: He crouches, gently feeling
the animal's flank, fingers slipping beneath his foreleg and into his armpit,
seeking heat.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She lies there,
gasping for breath, letting the world come back to her. Attempting to gain
coherence, and comprehend what's just happened. She finally registers Marie's
presence, and unconsciously slips an arm around her.
Singha: Karlos
feels the creature's ribs, which are noticeable, his real gold fur in very poor
condition, sparse mangy. His lips and nose dry from lack of water. But there's
a bit of heat there, and a heartbeat. a little rise and fall of the chest.
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: He's going to attempt to shunt everyone back to the KR.
Malc, Reyna, Marie, the cub, and himself.
Karlos Basoalto: He nods to Beryl. "I will
return," he promises her.
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 6,3,9,5,1,4,6,2,
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((Then he'd better tell malc to join them on the dais. *G*))
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((Oh ok))
Singha: She nods
and flaps her wings. "Are we to have a new king this year?"
Karlos Basoalto: He rests his hand on the cub's
head and looks to Malc. "Malcolm, come down here..." He nods to the
sapphire ground.
Singha -> Karlos
Basoalto: ~Butterflies!~ Soul whispers seeming
quite excited about everything.
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: He pleads with Caradoc to help the trapped Marie, even
though she is likely a resonant representation of Malcolm's hope, then begs
Rose to take from him to help the cub.
Singha: Malc
moves over to check the cub out medically, and gives it a few licks.
Karlos Basoalto: "Reyna," he
whispers. "Find Adam. Fast."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She lies on the
pillows, looking over at Karlos. "W..." She stops, and shakes her
head. "What the f...what happened..."
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: Caradoc tells Karlos that Marie isn't trapped, she's just
unable to manifest here, and can only watch through the windows.
Singha: 8,4,5,6,9,6,
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: But is she okay, or does she need some lovin'?
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Karlos's words are
all she needs. She looks up, at the door, and suddenly scrambles off the
pillows, in a dead run for the elevator.
Karlos Basoalto: "He needs love, Reyna,"
he calls. "No fear, no recriminations, no pain. Just love."
Singha: The
cub's strength improves dramatically, and Malc rushes over to the bar, pouring
some water in a pan for the cub and calling down to have some food sent up.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She hits the
elevator, registering Karlos's words but not responding, and slams the button
for the penthouse. She leans against the elevator wall, trying to focus, to put
her facade up.
Karlos Basoalto: He strokes the cub's head
softly, then rises to his feet, walking toward Marie, resting his hands on her
pane of glass. "Thank you," he murmurs, gazing at her.
Singha: The
elevator opens for Reyna and sweeps her up to the Penthouse, where the security
types are scrambling around and the Penthouse doors are open.
Karlos Basoalto: He smiles at Beryl. "I
hope so."
Singha: Malc
nods and slips down off Beryl, leaping for the dais.
Singha: 4,8,9,6,3,7,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She shakes her head,
trying to get the cobwebs out, but it seems they're determined to stay there.
She looks at Marie, looking at her in confusion, and then looks over at Karlos.
She opens her mouth, but can't seem to get the words out.
Singha: and
makes it easily. He looks very dazed and non-plussed. Still in shock from what
just happened. He moves over to huddle next to Reyna and hug Mari from the
other side. "I'm sorry," he tells her. "I didn't know."
Singha: "Good
luck, Majesties." Beryl nods to Karlos and starts flying up.
Karlos Basoalto: "Thank you." He
nods, smiling gratefully to Beryl.
Karlos Basoalto: He stabs the ground once more,
focussing on drawing them all through.
Karlos Basoalto: 2,7,7,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: After a long, long
moment of her moving her mouth in a way not unlike a fish, the words come
out...or rather, a word. It's faint, small, and hoarse, but it is a word.
"Adam?"
Singha: The dais
dissolves around them and they find themselves in a dungeoun, of all things,
the throne turning into a torture chair. They have a brief image of someone in
a cell nearby and then they're 'thrown' to the Rave room.
Singha: And land
in the nice comfy suede pillows of the crash pad.
Karlos Basoalto: He releases the sword,
pressing his hand against the ground. "I did not attack," he states
firmly, as if talking to the carpet.
Singha: The cub
is with them, but marie seems trapped in the window they used to travel to the
realm and simply watches them from there.
Karlos Basoalto: Then he closes his eyes.
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ~Butterflies!~ Soul whispers seeming quite excited about
everything.
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: He pleads with Caradoc to help the trapped Marie, even
though she is likely a resonant representation of Malcolm's hope, then begs
Rose to take from him to help the cub.
Singha: Malc
moves over to check the cub out medically, and gives it a few licks.
Karlos Basoalto: "Reyna," he
whispers. "Find Adam. Fast."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She lies on the
pillows, looking over at Karlos. "W..." She stops, and shakes her
head. "What the f...what happened..."
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: Caradoc tells Karlos that Marie isn't trapped, she's just
unable to manifest here, and can only watch through the windows.
Singha: 8,4,5,6,9,6,
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: But is she okay, or does she need some lovin'?
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Karlos's words are
all she needs. She looks up, at the door, and suddenly scrambles off the
pillows, in a dead run for the elevator.
Karlos Basoalto: "He needs love,
Reyna," he calls. "No fear, no recriminations, no pain. Just
love."
Singha: The
cub's strength improves dramatically, and Malc rushes over to the bar, pouring
some water in a pan for the cub and calling down to have some food sent up.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She hits the
elevator, registering Karlos's words but not responding, and slams the button
for the penthouse. She leans against the elevator wall, trying to focus, to put
her facade up.
Karlos Basoalto: He strokes the cub's head
softly, then rises to his feet, walking toward Marie, resting his hands on her
pane of glass. "Thank you," he murmurs, gazing at her.
Singha: The
elevator opens for Reyna and sweeps her up to the Penthouse, where the security
types are scrambling around and the Penthouse doors are open.
Singha: She smiles at him, tho her eyes are sad "I'm glad he's
alright." It's not clear whether she means the cub or Adam
Karlos Basoalto: He nods softly. "I'm
sorry I startled you."
Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((And sorry missed that question of yours, hunny came home
and distracted me. Caradoc says Marie is frightened of what's happened but
trusts Malcolm and if MAlcolm's okay with it she is.))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She puts on not a
smile, but at least not a panic, and wipes her face, walking out of the
elevator and into the room, heading to the patio.
Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((That's okay, it happens))
Singha: As Reyna
moves into the penthouse she sees on the patio several security types around
the figure of AdaMas wearing latex gloves and doing what looks like medic type
stuff.
Karlos Basoalto: He lifts his hand, resting his
fingertips lightly against Marie's forehead. "Brave heart, Marie." He
smiles gently to her. "Brave heart." Then he pulls away, moving over
to the cub.
Singha: And the
elevator opens to the Rave room and Jan comes out with a cadre of security
types, guns drawn.
Singha -> Singha:
2,7,7,8,3,3,8,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She rushes up to
AdaMas, kneeling as close as the paramedics will let her be. She tries to reach
out for his hand, to take it in hers.
Karlos Basoalto: He spreads his hands slowly,
watching Jan.
Singha: AdaMas'
eyes are open. He stares sightlessly at the sky while the secuirty medics try
to figure out how he could have lost so much blood and not be wounded.
Singha: "Karlos,"
Jan asks. "What the hell is going on?"
Karlos Basoalto: "It's a long story."
He glances around the security guards, then to Jan once more. "Can I put
my hands down?"
Singha: "Did
you attack him?"
Karlos Basoalto: "In a way. But he'll make
a full recovery," he murmurs softly.
Singha: as Reyna takes his hand, AdaMas's eyes slowly move over
toward her. They fix on her face.
Singha: "The
whole building shook," Jan says accusingly. Like he knows Karlos isn't
being forthcoming.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "It's
Reyna" She speaks softly, reaching forward to touch his forehead.
"Stay with me, hon."
Karlos Basoalto: "She's happy," he
states gently.
Singha: He
continues to stare at Reyna, then starts into some convulsions. The medic types
seem to panic for a few moments, before they realize he's laughing. Or crying.
Something like that.
Singha: Jan
sighs and rubs his forehead, motioning for Karlos to put his hands down. Malc
asks "Can I give this to the cub?" and lifts the water. It's then
that Jan and the others notice the inert form laying on the cushions off to the
sid.e
Karlos Basoalto: He moves to shield the cub as
best as he can from any gunfire. "Jan, please. Take me to a cell and
debrief me if you have to, but don't harm them."
Singha: AdaMas
gives some orders in Afrikaans and the medics help him up, carrying him toward
the inside. one of them radios down to Jan who motions the rest of his people
to stand down.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She smiles a little
bit. "Listen to me, hon." Her hand squeezes his. "I love you.
You can get through this. Just stay with me."
Karlos Basoalto: He exhales slowly as the guns
get put away.
Singha: AdaMas
squeezes Reyna's hand back and asks her "Where is the sword?"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She walks alongside
him, not letting go of his hand unless she has to.
Singha: They get
him inside to the guest bathroom and leave him there with Reyna. He immediately
strips off his bloody clothing
Karlos Basoalto: He glances to Malcolm and
gives him the nod to give the water to the cub.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Downstairs.
Karlos has it."
Singha: Malc
breathes easier and brings the water over to the cub and dribbles a bit into
the cub's mouth. it licks it weakly. "Jan can we get some food up here?
Kitten food, if you have it. Baby formula?"
Singha: "Fucker,"
AdaMas grouses, but there's no acrimony to it.
Singha: Jan
stares at them both. And it's clear that Malcolm in his boxers with a chain
mail choker on, and Karlos fully dressed with a sword is an image he doesn't
particularly want to dwell on, and so he turns and heads into the elevator with
his team, saying "I'll send someone up with it"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She takes a sitting
position against the wall, knees bent, elbows resting on the knees, and looks
up at him. "What was that, hon?" Her eyes are questioning, curious.
Keeping the pain from minutes ago hidden deep inside.
Karlos Basoalto: He nods to Jan. "Thank
you," he murmurs.
Singha: "Let
Angelia know I'm alright, please?"
Singha: as soon
as he's stripped off, Adam gets in the shower and washes the blood off himself.
There is no evidenc eof any wound. Anywhere.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods. "Of
course."
Karlos Basoalto: He fetches Malc's clothes from
the bar, taking over care of the cub so Malc can get dressed, then letting Malc
look after him once more.
Singha: ((And I
need to head out for dinner, hunny's not feeling well. Jan sends food and
formula up to the starved cub with the healed up paws and Adam showers quickly
and then goes downstairs to Ang's apartment and falls into her bed (with Reyna,
if she likes) and then just simply loses it emotionally))
Karlos Basoalto: ((*Hugs* Gotta go! Night all
:) ))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Reyna will
definitely join him.))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Night, Troo! Thanks
for the scene, everyone! *Hugzes all around*))
Singha: ((*hugs*
thanks for playing))