Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block.   Posted by Retro DM.Group: 0
July Coates
 player, 59 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Sat 29 Jun 2019
at 23:56
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
July had tucked into a sandwich when Mr. Lunesby came striding into the home, and only just remembered her table manners as he was followed by a large, metallic dog. She covered her mouth with a hand, trying not to laugh as Garrett indulged his identical impulse to pet said canine. It was a mark of how eccentric the Lunesby home and family was that she wasn't even surprised that they now apparently had a cyborg dog.

"Aw, Pongo's cute," July said helpfully after finishing her sandwich.

Malun asked about their shared dream. July frowned as Jason asked his questions, uncomfortable with her own lack of answers. Almost as uncomfortable as the owl inspecting their new metallic friend made her feel. Hektor, Whitney had called him. It was a nice name. And the bird was, objectively, beautiful. Pristine.

Teeth on edge, she forced herself to look away. Focus, July.

"I had the same dream. I mean, if that's what it was," she looked between Whitney and the others, "I don't know. It just felt really, like, real."

She paused, wrinkling her face in mild annoyance. Really real. Wow. Articulate much? "Bah. I'm bad at words."
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
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Sun 30 Jun 2019
at 00:10
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Garret Blake
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Wed 3 Jul 2019
at 03:38
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
"...Hektor. Right."

The dream. Whitney bringing it up sent his thoughts back to the thing they were going to have to talk about, and that started his heart going, diverted only briefly by July's self-effacement, which was like a sudden and brief buzzing in his head.

"You're not bad at words, Jules," Garrett said over his shoulder at the tall girl. "This is just... not something words are particularly easy for. That's how it was for me too. Very... real."

A pause followed. They were coming on it now. The story he'd been dreading talking about since before he'd even dragged himself out of bed. Come on. He could do this. He'd done it twice already, to two of the most important people in his life. He knew how it was likely to be received, but confidence in it grew every time he said the words.

So Garrett stood, rising slowly from petting the metallic Pongo--that was his name now, that was just how it was--on his head, and turned, looking from face to face in the room.

"I dreamed of something else," he said. "And you all need to hear it."

He took another breath, and then he told them. The same things he'd told Jason and July... leaving out the description of the thing he'd seen in the still waters of the pond. But the rest, he didn't hold back. Swan. The clearing. The oath, recited word for word. His expression was stoic while he said it. Brown eyes flecked with gold watching them all.

And then, at the very end, he produced the feather from his pocket, holding it up for everyone to see in football and thrown-punch callused hands. The wide-receiver let go a tension-filled sigh, and said, simply:

"... and that's about it. So, whatever else is happening next... there's that."
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 43 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Sat 6 Jul 2019
at 19:18
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
July really needed to stop doubting herself and commit. It wasn't his place to say anything however, so Whitney kept his mouth shut.

Then Garret spoke.

"So you swore yourself to a completely unknown organization. To obey unknown morals and expectations." To kill in the name of good. He didn't say that last bit, but must have crossed even Garret's limited imagination.  Whitney knew enough of his own history to make unsavory connections to such an oath.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Whitney let out a noticeable sigh. Hektor turned his head all the way around back to Whitney, suddenly ignoring Pongo. Turning its body around without moving its head, it bird hopped toward Whitney and nuzzled it's head into his leg.

Bending down to pet his familiar, Whitney spoke, "I suppose Celestial at least sounds like a cosmic good. Maybe Hektor knows this Swan character. Birds of a feather."
Marcus Lunesby
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Sat 6 Jul 2019
at 20:01
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
While Marcus seemed pleased that the teenagers liked his invention, this was the first he was hearing of any dream, and it took him slightly off guard. He raised his eyebrows as he looked at each of them.

"A shared dream? That is an interesting development. I've not done very much research on the mystical nature of dreams, though I would imagine that many folks around the globe are starting to experience such phenomenon. From what we know, it certainly seems that some people are more attuned to the new mystical energies than others."

He turned specifically to Garret "And your additional... visit, shall we say. That is most peculiar. I'm afraid I don't know anything about this 'Celestial Order', but we can certainly look into it. We'll have to contact our more mystically inclined members."

He stroked his chin stubble, thinking to himself as he talked. "I suppose we should move to the lab. Ms. Calhoon is already there, and she has a favor to ask of you all."
Garret Blake
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Fri 12 Jul 2019
at 02:37
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
"Rather like we did here," Garrett said to Whitney. This time it wasn't a vicious jab, just a statement that he let sit pointedly in the empty air. A deep breath. He was still sorting all this, filing it away in his mind, deciding how he felt about it... no, that wasn't quite right. In his marrow, he knew that he hadn't done anything wrong. But everyone else? They didn't know that, and he couldn't expect them to.

So he'd just have to prove it.

He hoped everyone didn't see him gulping, or the way his hand shook for just a moment before he pulled it out of his jeans pocket.

To protect the helpless
 To shield the weak.


Garrett straightened his back and put the feather away. Let the air out of him along with as much of his fear as he could. Then he turned his dark eyes to Mr. Lunesby, and started walking. "Alright, let's get going."
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 52 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Fri 12 Jul 2019
at 16:41
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Malun wrinkled her nose. She didn't have much use for oaths or promises of obedience to a cause or even worse a singular entity, especially not those that may come with some manner of magical enforcement. Her fingers rapidly flew over her PortCon's keyboard, typing in a command to search whatever databases the AI had access to for references to a Celestial Order and what Oaths they may require of human servitors.

Garret was wrong, not that this surprised Malun overly much. The agreements they made to the society and the oaths he swore to a mystical being were very different. After all, the society was still a collection of humans, who were just as answerable to those they employed as the employed were to them. They could, at any point, discard that agreement if they learned the society was not what they believed. But who knew what penalties could come with disobeying a magical oath...or if he even could.

As she let the AI work, she nodded and got ready to follow her father out to the lab...but not before tapping her glasses slightly to activate the telepathic contact to Whitney and Whitney alone, ::I'm having my PortCon research a Celestial Order, this Swan and the text of his Oath as we speak. I'll let you know what I find. Avoid further headbutting for now until we are armed with more information.::
Jason Drake
 player, 47 posts
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 Working with my hands
Sun 14 Jul 2019
at 00:07
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Things seemed as tense as ever. Jason was starting to wonder if this group would work out the way he was hoping. Yeah, not all of the X-Men always got along, but they always came together in the end. Garret and Whitney, though? Way more petty than Wolverine and Cyclops. Jason touched the strange new symbol around his neck.

"And there's this, it mentions something or someone called Moradin. No idea how I got it, I didn't have an extra dream after the main dream. If you guys can look into that, too?"

He half shrugged, hoping, maybe assuming, that the White Tie Society would do their best to find out more. He knelt down to observe the mechanical dog, before nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, I suppose we should head on down."
Retro DM
 GM, 46 posts
Mon 15 Jul 2019
at 22:37
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Marcus nodded, and commanded his new robotic companion to follow him, as he lead the group back to the upstairs faux lab and down the now familiar secret tunnel to the real lab. He continued to talk as they walked.

"We'll certainly look into that as well, Jason. As you all are aware, we get many reports from our agents around the world regarding the new supernatural happenings. With any luck, cross referencing those reports with some key words will yeild results regarding the Celestial Order, or Moradin, or anything else you might come across. Elsewise, we can put the word out to our agents to find this information, but it may be slow to come. This is all very new still, and there is a lot to filter."

The old scientist couldn't help but sound tired in that final sentence. The buzz of activity in the last few days seems to be taking it's toll on him. As the group came through the main entry, they could see Ms Calhoon already there, typing away at one of the work consoles. She continued for a moment as the teens gathered, stopping when she seemed to be satisfied with whatever she was doing. She stood up and gave the group a soft smile, almost more of a smirk.

"Morning all. I'm going to cut to the chase here: by all reports thus far, we are the only location to have experienced this strange day and night 'rift' that you all went through. Given the uniqueness of that, I want to go there and try to get through it, to that night side you talked about. This is a recon mission, in and out as quickly as is practical."

She seemed quite confident for someone who certainly had no idea if she could even get to that other side. "So, are you in?"

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Garret Blake
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Mon 15 Jul 2019
at 23:59
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Go back. Go back to the rift and the risk and the darkness. Garrett's shoulders shifted as he breathed that out. The risk was obvious and immediate, and the fact that Ms Calhoon has that tinge of immediacy in her voice tells him the sort of thing that he's recognized from worried adults his whole life. At the very least since Dad vanished:

The adults didn't know what was wrong.

Garrett was reluctant before. Partially because of his own hangups and fears. Partially because everything about what happened had overwhelmed him to the point that his ability to act first was pretty much toileted but now a glimmer of purpose had eked its way into his existence, laid itself on his shoulders with a weight that he was learning to carry. Now through the unease of his friends  (and Whitney) as well as his own doubts.

But the adults didn't know what was wrong.

The tall boy's shoulders shifted and his arms were loose at his side. Someone had to do something. Stand up. Step up. Something. He was nodding as their teacher finished talking. If the rift was still open, that meant that those... things, whatever they were, were still there too. Maybe they could get across. Hurt people.

To shield the weak.
To ensure that Good will flourish.


"Okay," his voice echoed in the space, first to answer. "If that rift is still open, then the things on the other side might be able to get through. Hurt people." He swallowed. The tension in his jaw was obvious. The play of nerves obvious through the muscles of his neck and the fact that his right hand flexed without thought.

"Yeah. I'm in... we're going to need equipment, though. I assume you can provide us with enough to keep eachother and ourselves safe?"

A glance over his shoulder. Jason. Malun. Whitney. July. Yeah. No way in hell was he letting any of them walk out there in just street clothes, if it could be helped.

So long as my sword arm bears weight.
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 44 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Tue 16 Jul 2019
at 01:00
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Whitney instinctively recoiled from the sudden foreign edition of thoughts being transmitted to his head. As uneasy as he was about telepathy, he appreciated Malun's tact. The young man nodded his head toward her in affirmation. He would have to inquire about the PortCon later and how it accessed or received its information.

Mr. Drake also seemed in contact with foreign agents. It seemed only July hadn't gotten an extra friend or source. Maybe the music was in her all along. Whitney's passing smile at his own joke vanished as soon as they made their way toward the secret lab. A questionable lair of science and unknown interests.

Ms. Calhoon was out of the shadows today. Whitney looked around the room this time, looking for anything noteworthy. Cameras or perhaps their history teacher crouching in the shadows. He was beginning to get the idea he needed to check every corner while he was here.

Whitney nodded to himself as she made her request. Pragmatic risk, now that they apparently were stronger than the average bear, they were likely the safest a person could be while hopping into whatever mess existed in the night.

Whitney thought about simply walking away again, but it was possible it would be more dangerous to know nothing. Woolsworth agreed, which was why he was even here. His hand automatically went to his inner breast pocket where his butterfly knife was. The butler had slipped it into his jacket before they walked over. Hopefully those lessons would prove unnecessary.

"I won't require too much equipment. If you have a practical quiver for combat with appropriate arrows, I would appreciate borrowing those." Whitney looked down at Hektor, "I would also prefer some falconer equipment for my arm, something that can easily fit over my sleeve. Other than that, I am prepared to go right now."

Whitney had not brought his bow with him. And other than being the only adequately dressed person in the room, had no obvious protective armor.

"Please do not worry, any protective gear will only slow me down and I have other methods."

Perception to check the room. Whitney rolled 12 using 1d20+4.
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 53 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Tue 16 Jul 2019
at 15:55
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Malun adjusted her glasses as she watched Garret and Whitney speak, then offered a shrug of her own, "Now that I am properly equipped with methods for my own defense, I am less concerned about a return to the Giant Skeletal Snake Zone. Presuming the armored coat I requested is finished, of course."

A few quick commands typed into her PortCon and Malun had a document opened for the note-taking that would surely be required after passing through the rift.
Jason Drake
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 Welding, forging, wood
 Working with my hands
Fri 19 Jul 2019
at 20:09
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
While Ms Calhoon had always been a confident teacher in the classroom, it was another thing to hear her talking about going out on a recon mission into something resembling a different dimension. Jason was apprehensive about going back, given how little they knew about it, but they were really the only people around who would be able to deal with anything that might pop up on the other side. He cleared his throat, trying to choke down his nerves.

Im in, since theres no way Im letting you all go without me. I uh, might be able to do something about equipment? Let me show you.

The red haired boy set his bag down on the closest open table, opening it up and pulling out the makeshift armor he had fashioned for himself. It looked like a combination of go kart crash gear and some additional strap pads, with metal plating sewn into the surface for some added protection. While that was something he seemed to have made himself, the next item seemed to be crafted in some other manner. A round shield of wood and steel, like something out of a movie set. He picked that up to show the rest.

So I was making that armor for myself, since I figured wed run into dangerous stuff sooner or later, and I was hit with inspiration for this shield. After I gathered the material, something... something else happened. It was like I was outside my body for a while, watching myself do this ritual. The shield just manifested there, like the materials came together on their own. It was wild.

He looked at Garret So... maybe I can do that again, and make you a sword? I can only do it once a day, I think. That seems to be its limit.
July Coates
 player, 60 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Tue 23 Jul 2019
at 04:34
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
A mission. Back across that divide, to the unknown where they had faced Skethar. It felt like it had been months since that fight now, not mere days. The thought of going back to that strange place made her nauseous, but surely Ms. Calhoon wouldn't have asked this of them if it weren't important? Surely the possibility of another 'rift' presented a clear and present danger? July pushed through a spike of fear with a steadying breath. No one else seemed half as frightened as she felt. Pull it together.

"I'm in," she agreed, and at least her voice sounded relatively normal. July folded her arms beneath her chest as the others discussed necessary equipment. Whitney insisted he didn't need armor, and July shot him a reproachful look, thoroughly disliking the idea of her friend risking injury. Of course, Whitney was pragmatic to a fault--if he said he didn't need it, then he likely didn't. Still, she couldn't forget those long, terrible teeth. They had been so lucky before. Malun had an armored coat, apparently, and July supposed she should ask for something, but it felt too strange to manage.

Jason spoke up about equipment, his excitement cutting through the spiral of her nerves. Blue eyes pulled away from Whitney, to the large bag the redhead was unpacking. She drew closer, unable to deny her curiosity. He had fashioned together a makeshift set of armor, disparate parts somehow looking cohesive and polished. And then a shield, gleaming wood and metal, almost more art than weapon. The story of its making--or creation, perhaps--was incredible. July's expression shifted to one of confusion and wonder. Her left hand stretched out as if to touch the shield before she came to her senses and pulled back. Don't be nosy, she could almost hear her father's admonishment.

She redirected her hands to lean on the table, and looked over at Jason with a wide grin, enthusing, "That's beyond incredible. Like, holy shit dude."
Garret Blake
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Mon 29 Jul 2019
at 01:59
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
The appearance of Jason's work caused Garrett's eyebrows to raise, then his expression to shift into one of wonder. Slowly, he stepped towards the bag and his best friend, looking over the magnificent work of the shield. He'd always known Jason had an incredible artist's mind, had seen the potential of his work--even if he didn't always have the brain to wrap around the way he somehow made it fit together.

But this? This was next level. Whereas July held back from touching the shield, the tall boy reached out with a callused hand and brushed it over the wood and steel. Felt the artistry of it. Felt his friend's unique touch infused into the fiber of the tool. It was like... it was like the old wood-splitting axe his great uncle had inherited from his grandfather a long time ago: the touch of the artist was all over the art.

As July offered her praise, Garrett's expression was quieter, more contemplative. "Yeah," he finally said quietly. "Beyond incredible."

The offer was still in his head. It was weird to think that just like a week ago they'd been laughing and playing a Japanese dating sim and yelling at the computer for not giving Tetsu the proper ending that he deserved. That he'd earned, dammit. (They'd fix it. Somehow. There was a sequel and that damn stupid boy would get his good good ending). Now his friend was making amazing things. Beyond amazing. Callused fingertips withdrew slowly from the shield, and he nodded slowly before meeting his best friend's eyes.

"Given a choice, I wouldn't have anyone else do it."
Jason Drake
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Tue 30 Jul 2019
at 03:09
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
The praise was a lot to take in. Jason was used to a select group of people enjoying his artwork, and some of his more practical crafts, but this was different. He didn't make this, it made itself somehow, or the power made it, but it wasn't really his make... was it? It was hard to tell where that line was. He smiled kind of shyly.

"It's ahh, it's not that incredible. There is a hard limit to it, I know that for sure. I need materials, and an hour of time." He looked to Mr. Lunesby and Ms. Calhoon "Is there some scrap metal I can use for this? Any kind will do, as long as it's the right volume. Don't ask me how I know that because I really don't know how I know it."

He looked at the rest of his friends. "I can make some stuff for you guys too, but since it's once a day and we're sort of getting into the thick of things, I figured starting Garret off with a sword would be pertinent."
Retro DM
 GM, 47 posts
Tue 30 Jul 2019
at 23:39
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Ms Calhoon seemed pleased that everyone was on board, though slightly off-put by the very basic questions.

"We're not going to send anyone into a potentially dangerous place with no equipment, especially not you kids. I know our relationship has shifted, but I am still your teacher, and I care about your safety. Not to mention, we really only have you to rely on for anything requiring supernatural intervention. I've got your backs, you can count on it."

To Malun's question, Marcus shuffled to a closed armor case on a far table, opening it and producing Malun's modified lab coat. He smirked "Kevlar lining with plastic impact plates, lightweight while offering the most possible protection. Some of my better work when it comes to protective gear if I do say so myself." He handed the coat to his daughter, putting on a confident air, despite the danger she was about to go into.

Marcus also reopened the hidden wall armory that the teens had borrowed from before. "Anything you deem useful, please take, but keep in mind to travel light. I can gather some materials for your ritual, Jason, I'm most curious to see it take place."

While Marcus busied himself with that task, Ms Calhoon looked at each of the five kids contemplatively. She settled on Whitney. "What are your other methods of protection? I know you are agile from your sports performance, don't tell me your only relying on that?"

Scant moments later, Marcus came back with an amount of scrap metal that seemed sufficient for a sword-sized object.
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 54 posts
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 Don't touch my PortCon!
Wed 31 Jul 2019
at 15:22
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Malun put the armored coat on without fanfare, simply nodding to her father and his assurance of quality. Then she cocked her head to the side and watched Jason for a bit before speaking up, "it's likely best for me to build my own equipment, or have it made here in the lab, as your specialty seems to be more archaic style...good for fighting monsters I would imagine, but far too heavy for me."

Turning her head again, she looked at Whitney, "as Jason needs about an hour, I think we have time to test one of my other programs, if you and Hektor don't mind. It will involve me making telepathic contact with your new familiar, and I am aware of your desire to keep that use of my abilities to an absolute minimum."
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 45 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Mon 5 Aug 2019
at 18:30
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Whitney took a cursory glance around the room, noting the the obvious security cameras. He remembered that some museums used fake cameras, keeping the real ones hidden. He'd have to ask Woolsworth about it, the butler knew everything about security.

Mr. Drake pulled out what could optimistically be called armor. It seemed to him a hodgepodge of junk and for once in his life Whitney had much more faith in magic then he did in a tangible item. Then again, if was magically put together than perhaps the armor was more effective than it looked. Given a choice, Whitney would prefer his own talents.

The mad scientist then brought out the Kevlar lined lab coat. Finally some professional work on display for personal protection. Malun would at least be properly protected. Then their wildcard teacher turned her attention to him.

"Yes and no. Hektor isn't the only trick I can pull. However, this protection requires me to wear no armor otherwise it will hinder the, uh, spell in question." Whitney turned to Malun as she asked her question.

"Thank you for asking in advance, I appreciate your respect for my own boundaries. I will gladly help in any test you require. Hektor and I seem to share certain senses, so this should be an interesting experience." Things were moving fast around here, but Whitney couldn't help but feel eager to push his limits.
Jason Drake
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Tue 6 Aug 2019
at 03:16
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
With the scrap gathered up, Jason started what he remembered to be the ritual from before. The hour long process began with drawing symbols, five circles with an anvil in the center, and a flame upon the anvil. What these symbols meant, Jason couldn't say, but they were present the first time. These symbols connected like points on a star, and the scrap sat in the center. With the physical part complete, the red haired boy sat down in a meditative position. He closed his eyes, and breathed deeply.

The energy built slowly over the next hour, small points of light started to coalesce, and gather, slowly forming a large sort of disk of light that hummed softly under the scrap. As the ritual approached it's end, the scrap was enveloped by the light, it's shape changing completely. As the light faded, what remained in the circle was quite remarkable - a classically forged katana, complete with a black painted wooden scabbard, despite there having not been any wood in the base materials. Jason slowly opened his eyes, taking a louder breath, and smiling.

"It's done."

Jason uses his Channel Divinity to create a sword for Garret
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 55 posts
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 Don't touch my PortCon!
Tue 6 Aug 2019
at 17:42
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
While Jason was hard at work making a sword, Malun led Whitney(and anyone else interested) outside. Once there she opened a small compartment in her PortCon which...may have not been there before, and pulled out a small silver and dark grey disc, roughly the size of a half-dollar.

"This," she smiled somewhat triumphantly, "is the connector for the most complex program I have. Utilizing a Psycho-Aetheric Connection, the disc hacks into the visual capabilities of a living creature and feeds that data into my glasses, which in turn can feed that data into my PortCon which can project a holographic screen allowing the rest of you to see it as well."

Taking a moment to type some commands into her PortCon, Malun then holds the disc out to Whitney, "The disc should adhere to any kind of organic surface easily enough, just stick it wherever would be comfortable for Hektor and press the black button in the center. To remove, hold in the two smaller black buttons on the side, it will release the biomagnetic adhesive. Once it's on, I'll start the program and he can take a short test flight around the yard to demonstrate."

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Garret Blake
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Wed 14 Aug 2019
at 05:16
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
It was real. It was in front of him.

Despite knowing what was about to happen, despite years of yearning for purpose and feeling lost in his life, he still wasn't sure if he was ready for this (he wasn't). That blade was more than just something amazing his friend made. It was infused with purpose. And not just any purpose either--a terrible one (and an amazing one, if some part of him was honest, but that frightened him too).

This wasnt something to be done lightly. Even if hed asked his best friend to do it. Jason was the first one to see something in him other than what hed been up until that moment, which was mostly trouble. And now Jason was giving him the sword. Making him the sword. That was heavy. Far heavier than he'd expected when he asked it.

A gulp moved the already tense muscles of his throat as a callused hand with knuckle scars from landed punches and broken glass reached out and wrapped rough fingers around the sheath. Brown eyes flicked down. Looked at the thing. Then he breathed out, and lifted the killing tool. Acknowledged its weight. Eyes closed for a moment.

Heart. Body. Breath. Arm.

The others faces filled his mind. July. Jason. Malun. Whitney. His mother. Others.

The truth was, only Jason could've pulled him out of where he was, two years ago. So only Jason could have given this to him. Full circle.

Garrett took a breath. The muscles in his forearms tensed as his right fingers curled around the grip.

There was a ringing sound, and a small flash of light as he stepped back, drew the blade, and held it up before his face. The frosty edge glinted in the lab-lights like diamond against the gray steel.

"Thank you Jason," he said, meeting his friends eyes. "For everything."

And on some level, deep down, it felt like the darkness of the world grew just a little... brighter.
Retro DM
 GM, 48 posts
Sun 18 Aug 2019
at 01:35
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Given that Jason's ritual would take an hour, the two adults decided to split attentions. Marcus stayed to observe the ritual and record the energy fluxations it was bound to produce. He was quite the whole time, typing his notes as he watched everything take place.

---------

Outside, Ms Calhoon followed Malun and Whitney to observe this new 'program' as she called it. Telepathic communication was something that had amazing potential for their organization, and even for man kind, but it had to be understood first. It would also help her to know what these teenagers were capable of if shit hit the fan on their expedition. Listening to the explanation, she had to ask some questions.

"That's an impressive program, way beyond anything we've ever developed scientifically. Can you give me a more detailed explanation of it? A Psycho-Aetheric connection... well obviously I've never heard of that. The best bio tech in existence is, or was, a pacemaker."
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 46 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Mon 26 Aug 2019
at 00:03
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
Whitney could see the obvious advantages to a universal birds eye view that the whole team could access. His own connection of sight and sound was already advantageous and being able to extend that ability reliably would be an incredible boon. Or at least very interesting.

These things were all true. Intellectually he knew that this was good idea. This was something that would be used and should be used.

Sharing a psychic link like this seemed to cheapen the personal experience. Hektor was a being from another plane, and his connection to that seemed as much spiritual and scientific. Whitney knew this was a silly concern, but he couldn't shake the feeling of this action he was taking.

He took the offered disk and beckoned Hektor to bird hop over. The bird proffered it's left side, lifting their wing for ease of access. The white gold owl understood without speech what was needed.

"Thank you, Hektor." He attached the device as instructed. Not so much as a click, but the disk like object adhered as advertised. For his part, Hektor flapped a bit as if adjusting to a new sensation. With that, the barn owl took to the skies.

"I thought Aether connections were cords that computers used." Whitney let the question hang in the air.
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 56 posts
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 Don't touch my PortCon!
Mon 26 Aug 2019
at 15:39
Re: Chapter 2: New Kids On The Block
"That's ethernet cable. Psycho-Aetheric Connection is what I'm calling...whatever this does." Malun fiddled with her PortCon and then hovered her hand over a button, "Activating link in 3...2...1...go."

Then she pressed the button.

Immediately her vision switched to that of what Hektor was seeing. Fortunately Malun did not need to see her PortCon to hit the right keys, and immediately brought up her Holographic Projector as well, copying her sight to the projected screen. "Everything should be active. I can't see the screen so you'll have to tell me how well it's working. Also, I cannot quite see everything Hektor is seeing as his owl vision is far superior to what my human eyes are capable of perceiving, so the program compresses the data into human sight limitations for ease of viewing."