"I think at this point removing them is like taking the eggs out of a fully baked cake based on our conversation at medieval times. ". she suggested looking over at the boss and back to the big guy. Will a neutral expression. She preferred to avoid an brain hurting lesson in the physics of Alien worlds.

Bloodrager's head shook 'no' as Heart of Heart answered Kevin. "Too much harming. I wanted return home, but not at price others ceasing more."

She turned to Blood quirking an eyebrow. "Are you saying if you went home they would die? Because death is necessary for life. Immortality is not a blessing  death is release. " she asked confused herself now.

In reply to Taskmistress (msg # 72):

"Not knowing. Humans too much alien. But known that I cannot undone changes will made to they, nor can claiming new units. Without units, I ceasing too."

"It sounds like we've got a bunch of questions with current answers of "We don't know,"" Kevin noted.

"This is where I point out that the best move would be to consult with Dr. Strange and get, y'know, a second opinion," Kevin stated.  "If there's nothing to be done, there's nothing to be done.  But what I'm getting right now is that you'd prefer to go back to your home, you just don't want to kill yourself or anyone else in the process of doing that."

"What about the other minds inside you?  The, uh, Americans?" Kevin asked him.  "I've heard from you and I've heard from, Myk, myrk, screw it, Sword of Cup, but I don't remember hearing from anybody else.  What happened to them?"
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"American units? Are units. Heart of Sword, codename The Cataphract. Way of Sword, codename Worldscar. Sword of Sword, codename Blackblood. Ring of Sword and Mask of Sword not having codenames current."


OOC: I didn't come up with code names for Ring and Mask, leaving them up to the GM's creativity.

"Okay, but you and, uh, Sword of Cup are capable of holding conversations, interacting to some degree with the world," Kevin pointed out.  "Is something wrong with the others that they can't or won't do that?"

"Other units were not in castle," was the quick, simple response.

"So lets see if I can understand. this body is the stage adapting to the play of whichever actor is on stage. your mind is the theater. and wherever the others are lets call it dimension z is the apartment complex that the other actors live in. meaning if you needed to communicate with them youd either have to send someone out of the theater to the apartment. or bring them into the theater I'd go with the castle analogy but my head hurts " she admitted looking at the big guy.

"Much confusion," the big, red man answered after some delay. "Why you thinking entire adventuring party is one unit, Taskmistress? Each human own unit character. Americans still own units in, within me. Is much troubled by other selves in units; that never is back home."

"If you had more, um, material or whatever from your own dimension, could you make more bodies for the other units?" Kevin asked the entity.  "So that way it wouldn't be so crowded in there."

That actually got a confused look on Bloodrager's face. "What meaning, 'crowded?'"

Alison was fully gobsmacked by all of this.    Whatever she could have guessed at, insofar as Bloodrager's origins were concerned, this was way beyond anything she might have imagined.

It did cast him -- them --  in a better light, at least.   It was, apparently, the matter of a really crappy accident, or an assault, and then coping as best as possible.

It would be nice if what Kevin asked was possible.   However -

"You said you didn't know that humans were 'single-unit life,' while you...rebuilt them.  And you erased most of what was 'inside.'   Even if you built new bodies for them...could they ever be as they were before?"   

From what she'd heard, she feared Taskmistress was likely right, in her analogy about extracting eggs from a completed cake.

"No, Alison. Too much selves gone. Maybe Sorcerer Supreme having healing spells can minds fix, but will be beyond my ability repair."

Bits of sadness, of regret, got through the emotionlessness that Heart of Heart normally had.

The sadness and regret wasn't lost on her.    And she took them as positive signs, concerning the nature of these extra-dimensional...refugees?   Yes, refugees, that's what they were.     She nodded.

"I understand.  It sounds like you did the best you could, in a very bad situation.  And, Earth can be a toxic place.  Even for we natives.   We'll help you, if we can, but...I think it would be best if you had someone more qualified."  She looked to Kevin.

"Sorcerer Supreme, huh?  You can hit him up on facebook?"

Spider-Man stood with his arms crossed, just listening before saying, I'd like to say I'm learning so I can give what I think, but I just have far more questions about the guy, I wish I could suggest something though."

"So, where are the other, uh, Blood Red Swordspeople?" Kevin asked.  "Even as weird as New York can be, five guys running around busting open boxes looking for treasure should be, y'know, a little noticeable."
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"Where? Sword of Sword asleep in bed. Way of Sword at school. Heart of Sword adventures in sewers, hunting wild ice cream. Ring of Sword questing in garment district dungeon, seeking 'The Yarnum Mysterium Guide to Knitting.' Mask of Sword on bus, do practiced fillpocketing skills bus riders on."

"Ohhhhh well that clears everything up." She said without a hint of sarcasm hopping onto a couch. "It got a bit confusing for a bit there. But now it all makes sense. So boss any plans for the group before the next big adventure?" she asked nonchalantly.

'The Yarnum Mysterium Guide to Knitting.'...

She frowned reflectively, pulled her phone from her pocket, googled.    Arched a brow as she clicked and read.

"So, the one reference I can find to the 'Yarnum Mysterium' is on a page about TV tropes. From a show called 'Dave the Barbarian.'   I think you may want to direct Ring to the cartoon district," she offered with a smile.

"As far as we're concerned, figure William will clue us in later," Kevin replied to Taskmistress, then turned to Bloodrager.

"Do you think you could get those guys to come here at a certain time?" he asked the entity.  "Figure if we bring in Dr. Strange we're gonna want everybody together at the same time."

To Alison, the red man replied, "Will being source. Ring of Sword had episode in her matrix."

And to Kevin... he looked puzzled momentarily. "Can request, but I not liked force Blood Red Swordsmen obeying. Have causation too much harm they already, preference trying permitted they more freedom decide selves lives." A pregnant pause, then he added, "Cannot allowing Sword of Sword freedom though. He being too dangerous, needs kept asleep most of the time. I will suspected that Heart of Sword, Ring of Sword, and Way of Sword do honor request and coming. Mask of Sword maybe honor; thief unit enjoyed do 'rebellious teenager.'"

"Asleep somewhere secure, I hope.  If you don't mind my asking, is the 'Swords' theme something that had meaning back where you came from?   Or, was it adopted only after you came here?"   

"All is here, Alison. I been using only native human imagination rebuild units."

"Well, bringing them all together some place doesn't have to happen immediately," Kevin told him.  "Doctor Strange is the Sorcerer Supreme.  Figure he's gonna be too busy to just get over here instantly.  Still, when he does get time, I'd like to be able to get everyone in one place together."

"Okay, moving on to the mission today, we did well.  Everybody lived.  We got a lot of info and money.  So, success all around," Kevin told them.

"As we go forward, I want us to work more on teamwork, covering each others' problem areas.  Stuff like that," Kevin continued.

"Aurora, you've got an ability kind of like mine with the Darkness.  If you use your Flash, you can blind the opposition - and your allies.  Maybe work on trying to create a more focused beam or controlling how big the flash gets," Kevin suggested.

"Bloodrager, I liked what I heard about the magic you used.  I get that your basic function is "Cleric," but sometimes the best way to keep your allies healthy is to bash the hell out of the people trying to hurt them before they get hurt.  So, I'd like you to start carrying some kind of weapon that you can use to injure opponent.  Even in those RPG games with Clerics, they could still carry maces to smack the shit out of the party's enemies," Kevin told him.

"And Taskmistress... you've probably already learned it now, but, and this goes for everybody, don't judge by appearances alone," Kevin her and the rest.  "This is a whole new thing for most of you.  The guy who looks like a standard mook might not be one.  He might be able to teleport, shoot fire out of his ass or turn into a tidal wave and drown you.  Superpowers and training are great, but your biggest weapon in these fights is gonna be the three pounds of meat in your skulls."

"But even with that, you all did well, be proud of yourselves and be aware that I'm proud of you," Kevin concluded.  "I just want to make sure we're readier the next time the shit-hammer falls.  'Cause you know it's coming."

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