SirAlexTheFirst: "And then you'll bring them back here for our questioning, I hope?"

coughingpuppy: "Before we decide on anything, I think you should release the man in your custody to Bandon."

Sarcazmo47: He blinks. "Probably. They've surrendered to me, so I need to get put them under Luthienite custody as soon as possible. We'll be happy to discuss transfer and rehabilitation as soon as that's done."

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab glances at Aurelia. "Sorry, what was that, sweetie?"

coughingpuppy: "Hunter Sopko. He went into the room with you in it, and I would assume you still have him." She ignores the possibility of being brought back to the labs for now; she can talk to the Luthienites about that later.

Sarcazmo47: Bandon shakes his head. "I have no authority to requisition prisoners in this situation, Missus Liadon."

Sarcazmo47: "Please just be quiet and follow me."

SirAlexTheFirst: "I know the man you speak of. He's surrendered to me. Brother Bandon is correct." Mab's smile is obviously forced at this point.

coughingpuppy: "And what did you do with him?"

SirAlexTheFirst: She blatantly ignores Aurelia, asking Bandon "What time frame are we looking at for the return of these intruders? It's certainly important that we find out why they were breaking into my labs."

coughingpuppy: "I can tell you that right now."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon blinks. "I don't think the questioning will take too long. I'll probably be doing it myself. You can be confident you'll get a full report from the Church once we're through."

SirAlexTheFirst: "And the legal issues?"

Sarcazmo47: He bows his head. "That's something you'll have to bring up with the Head Priestess, Miss Mab. You can be confident I'll be working closely with this case to make things easier for everyone."

coughingpuppy: Aurelia, irritated at being ignored, watches the two of them and waits.

SirAlexTheFirst: "I'll be sure and speak with her, then." She turns to Aurelia. "You were saying something?"

Sarcazmo47: "My responsabilties right now are very clear, but I'll do whatever I can to assuage any concerns the labs might have."

Dark Japheth: Zao is quiet as he watches.

coughingpuppy: "I was asking what you did with Sopko. I'm not going anywhere until everyone in my group is accounted for."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon coughs.

Sarcazmo47: "Actually, you're my prisoner and you'll go where I tell you at moment, Missus Liadon."

coughingpuppy: Aurelia ignores him and looks expectantly at Mab.

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab gives Aurelia a predatory grin. "Mister Sopko is not available for release at this time. What were you saying about why you came here?"

coughingpuppy: "I think Brother Bandon has just said that the questioning will be done by the church."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon nods at that.

SirAlexTheFirst: "No explanation? All right. Take them away, Brother. I'd like to meet with you regarding this later this evening. I shall expect you back at work by then, I trust?"

Sarcazmo47: "I expect so, yes."

SirAlexTheFirst: Lea steps up. "Hey. Where's Hunter?"

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab looks at Lea like she's an idiot.

Sarcazmo47: So does Bandon.

coughingpuppy: So does Aurelia, for that matter.

Dark Japheth: Zao doesn't!

coughingpuppy: Being as she has just been inquiring about it.

Dark Japheth: Zao is too busy thinking of excuses.

SirAlexTheFirst: So do most of the soldiers.

SirAlexTheFirst: So does the cyberninja, for that matter.

Sarcazmo47: Are there any remains to speak of of Aria?

Sarcazmo47: Like, a bloody arm or something?

Sarcazmo47: Some intestines or viscera?

Dark Japheth: There is a scorch mark, which Zao has a handful of.

AndrewRogue: (I think Zao get some of the scorch <.<)

coughingpuppy: ((I think a very crushed Zao picked up the very small amount of dust.))

SirAlexTheFirst: Not like that stops her. Lea continues, "Either give Hunter back, or take me to where he is, right now."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon blinks at that.

Sarcazmo47: And walks up to her.

Sarcazmo47: And casts Bestow Curse.

Sarcazmo47: Bestowing the Curse of.....not being able to talk.

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 13

Sarcazmo47: Will save!

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

Dark Japheth: (Thats like a blessing on US)

SirAlexTheFirst: DC?

Sarcazmo47: 24.

SirAlexTheFirst: Lea grabs her throat and coughs.

Sarcazmo47: "All of you come with me now, please."

Dark Japheth: SPellcraft.

*OnlineHost*: Dark Japheth rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

SirAlexTheFirst: Miss Mab glares at Bandon, but then advances on Lea.

Sarcazmo47: Bandon interposes himself.

Sarcazmo47: "Miss Mab, this woman is my prisoner."

Sarcazmo47: "I have to take her to the church."

SirAlexTheFirst: "Has she surrendered to you?"

Sarcazmo47: "They all have."

Sarcazmo47: (Kirk fights to keep the nifty NPC!)

SirAlexTheFirst: Lea shakes her head furiously, jumping up and down and gesturing wildly. She kicks Bandon in the shins for good measure.

AndrewRogue: (Good man.)

Sarcazmo47: Hah!

Sarcazmo47: Bandon..

Sarcazmo47: Bandon...

Sarcazmo47: Bandon knocks the bitch out.

Sarcazmo47: With kung fu.

SirAlexTheFirst: Oh, really?

Sarcazmo47: Do you need me to roll it, or can we assume he is successful?

Sarcazmo47: Yes, really.

Sarcazmo47: Subdual and all that.

SirAlexTheFirst: Don't you have a vow of peace?

Sarcazmo47: Yep.

Sarcazmo47: Hence knocking her out.

coughingpuppy: ((Vow of Peace allows subdual damage.))

Dark Japheth: <I... I can weaken her, if you would like.>

Sarcazmo47: Subdual damage!

Sarcazmo47: Bandon ignores Zao completely.

SirAlexTheFirst: Inits.

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 6

Sarcazmo47: 12!

SirAlexTheFirst: Lea has 17

Sarcazmo47: Great!

Sarcazmo47: So she hops around some more.

Sarcazmo47: And kicks Bandon in the shins.

Sarcazmo47: Or tries to.

Sarcazmo47: And Bandon sighs, and breaks out the kung fu.

SirAlexTheFirst: She suddenly stops and reaches into her jacket, drawing a slender wand and tapping herself with it. This provokes an AoO.

Sarcazmo47: Can I...uh....attempt to disarm?

AndrewRogue: (Yep.)

Sarcazmo47: Rock!

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 17

Sarcazmo47: Opposed attack rolls, I've got...

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

Sarcazmo47: 31.

Sarcazmo47: Her wand is now my wand.

SirAlexTheFirst: Right.

Sarcazmo47: It might be a weapon.

SirAlexTheFirst: Miss Mab observes these procedings with interest. "Brother Bandon, it looks like this dearie is trying to tell us something, don't you think?"

Sarcazmo47: He keeps holding it and gives her a rapid double-jab to throat with hand, between his thumb and forefinger.

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 2 20-sided dice: 2 19

Sarcazmo47: AC?

SirAlexTheFirst: 20

Sarcazmo47: One hit.

Sarcazmo47: Is Mab going to intervene before Bandon can knock Lea out?

Sarcazmo47: Cause that's what he's gonna do.

Sarcazmo47: Lea really can't stop him at this point.

Sarcazmo47: And by intervene I mean physically intervene.

SirAlexTheFirst: No, no she's not.

Sarcazmo47: Bandon has an intense look on his face and is obviously focusing on punching.

Sarcazmo47: So, he knocks Lea out.

Sarcazmo47: And hefts her over his shoulder.

SirAlexTheFirst: The line of soldiers look rather disturbed at this.

AndrewRogue: (Shroyuken!)

coughingpuppy: Aurelia does not, and is happy that he got her to shut up before she could make things any worse.

Sarcazmo47: I honestly don't see the difference between capturing them with Command and capturing them with subdual damage.

Sarcazmo47: Then he looks at Mab again, now slightly flushed.

Sarcazmo47: "I'll call you from the Church as soon as they're processed, Miss Mab."

SirAlexTheFirst: She smirks. "I'll see you tonight, Brother. The teleporter will deliver y'all to the church."

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab walks forward, through the lines of people, and past out into the rows of cylinders.

Sarcazmo47: And Bandon ushers them all through the teleporter, having at least temporarily preserved the nifty NPC.

SirAlexTheFirst: What about Verity?

Dark Japheth: Zao flinches before he goes in, but he does so with only that .5 second hesitation.

Sarcazmo47: Ah.

Sarcazmo47: Aurelia has Verity, no?

coughingpuppy: Yes, she's carrying him.

Sarcazmo47: Yep.

Sarcazmo47: So, to the church!

SirAlexTheFirst: Not quite.

Sarcazmo47: Not to the church!

SirAlexTheFirst: When is Aurelia taking Verity through the teleporter?

Dark Japheth: That was too easy. Yep.

Sarcazmo47: Whenever she goes through, I assume....

SirAlexTheFirst: Yes, but when is that in the line of people going through

Sarcazmo47: Uh....first?

Sarcazmo47: Fifth?

Sarcazmo47: I dunno.

Sarcazmo47: Up to her.

Dark Japheth: I say she should roll 1d14.

AndrewRogue: (In front of Bandon obviously)

Sarcazmo47: Yes, Bandon is last.

Dark Japheth: *shrugs not caring*

coughingpuppy: Aurelia waits until the others get through, and then will follow with Verity.

SirAlexTheFirst: So she's last before Bandon?

Sarcazmo47: So it would seem

SirAlexTheFirst: That's just peachy. When Aurelia goes through, Verity does not, and falls to the floor in the teleporter.

Sarcazmo47: Rockin!

SirAlexTheFirst: Unstasised.

Sarcazmo47: WHOA

Sarcazmo47: OMFG

Sarcazmo47: RP with self?

AndrewRogue: (HOLY ****)

Sarcazmo47: No!

Sarcazmo47: Verity will still be out of breath from running away from the Exosuits all those sessions ago!

SirAlexTheFirst: Yeah probably.

coughingpuppy: Aurelia looks around in alarm when she's teleported without him.

Sarcazmo47: So Bandon will drag him out of the teleporter, stand him up, and shove him through again!

coughingpuppy: ((What the hell just happened?))

SirAlexTheFirst: Verity thuds into the back wall of the teleporter, not disappearing.

AndrewRogue: (*dies laughing*)

SirAlexTheFirst: (Kirk's shoving himself into walls.)

Sarcazmo47: Verity....

Sarcazmo47: Good!

Sarcazmo47: Verity takes an asessment of his surroundings!

Sarcazmo47: There's a kid pushing him around.

Sarcazmo47: In an unknown environment.

Sarcazmo47: Last thing he knew, he was being chased through wilderness.

SirAlexTheFirst: A huge dark room filled with crazy glass and mechanical stuff, and a large charred and cut open lizard corpse.

Sarcazmo47: And then there was a flash of light.

SirAlexTheFirst: Yep

Sarcazmo47: Right!

Sarcazmo47: And now some kid is shoving him around!

Sarcazmo47: He points his sword at Bandon and says, gruffly, "What the fuck is going on? Where are we?"

Sarcazmo47: And the long awaited day of Bandon/Verity dialogue finally comes.

AndrewRogue: (Kirk makes up for months of lost RP! *gets popcorn*)

Sarcazmo47: Bandon: "You're in Whittyre. I think the Labs captured you. You were in stasis, and now I'm taking you prisoner along with your wife. You should go through the teleporter now."

Sarcazmo47: Verity absorbs all this for a moment.

SirAlexTheFirst: (Oh, this can't be good.)

Sarcazmo47: Verity: "...where are those.....things. Golems."

Sarcazmo47: "They were huge."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon: "....the Exosuits? They're probably outside waiting for you to try to escape."

Sarcazmo47: Verity: "Now I'm radioactive!"

Sarcazmo47: Strike that.

AndrewRogue: (Kirk, you need to quit making me laugh so hard right now.)

SirAlexTheFirst: (That means the Exosuits have huge guts.)

Sarcazmo47: Verity: "....great. Where is this.....teleporter?"

Sarcazmo47: Bandon scratches his head a bit. "It's...uh....you're standing in it. Try walking out of it and walking back in."

Sarcazmo47: Verity LOOMS AT HIM

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 3

Sarcazmo47: Massive intimidate despite crap roll!

Sarcazmo47: Bandon recoils a bit, being 19 and Verity being more hardcore than he can handle.

Sarcazmo47: Verity slowly steps out of the...pod, then backs into it again, glaring at Bandon the whole time.

SirAlexTheFirst: Nothing happens.

Sarcazmo47: Presumeably, nothing happens.

Sarcazmo47: Yep.

Sarcazmo47: Verity will question the OTHER character currently in the room.

Sarcazmo47: Namely....EXCALIBUR!

Sarcazmo47: <How long have I been...imprisoned?>

SirAlexTheFirst: There ain't no answer a-comin, because Verity suddenly realizes, Excal isn't here!

AndrewRogue: (What is with these people and stealing our cool stuff?)

Sarcazmo47: It isn't?

Sarcazmo47: Well!

Dark Japheth: (kleptomaniacs)

Sarcazmo47: THAT'S GOOD TO KNOW

Sarcazmo47: THANKS ALEXC

Sarcazmo47: Bandon looks perplexed.

SirAlexTheFirst: YOUR WELCOME KIRKC

Sarcazmo47: I like it when I have this information beforehand.

Sarcazmo47: "Where's my sword?"

Sarcazmo47: Bandon: "I...have no idea."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon: "Um........hmm. Surrender to me."

Sarcazmo47: Verity: "............WHAT?"

Sarcazmo47: Bandon: "The teleporter might not be working because you're not my prisoner. If you surrender to me..." he is struck with insight! "It might take you to your wife!"

Sarcazmo47: Verity SM's!

Sarcazmo47: Bandon bluffs

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 2 20-sided dice: 17 16

Sarcazmo47: Verity realizes that Bandon is making this up completely!

Sarcazmo47: But hey, it might work!

Sarcazmo47: And he can always beat the shit out of him later!

Sarcazmo47: Verity: "........fine. I surrender myself to your custody."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon looks at the teleporter hopefully!

SirAlexTheFirst: Miss Mab wanders back over to Bandon, from somewhere else in the room.

Sarcazmo47: Nothing happens.

SirAlexTheFirst: "Still here, Brother?"

Sarcazmo47: "There seems to be a bit of trouble with the teleporter. Maybe is stopped functioning?"

Sarcazmo47: *it

SirAlexTheFirst: "It was set to transport yourself and your prisoners. Is it not working?"

Sarcazmo47: "It appears not to be."

Sarcazmo47: Verity tries the teleporter one more time.

Sarcazmo47: Step forward, step back.

SirAlexTheFirst: "Oh, I see. Mr. Liadon, would you kindly remove yourself from the teleporter so that Brother Bandon may pass?"

Sarcazmo47: Verity looks at her.

Sarcazmo47: His hand clenches, and wishes there was a sword in it.

Sarcazmo47: "....I believe I am the cleric's prisoner, woman."

Sarcazmo47: Bandon nods.

SirAlexTheFirst: "That's nice, dearie. Step aside and let him pass. I need to talk with you."

Sarcazmo47: Verity glares at her. "Send me where my wife is. And give me my sword back."

Sarcazmo47: "I have nothing to say to someone that attacks my home."

Sarcazmo47: Is everyone familiar with Verity's description?

Sarcazmo47: For the sake of asking.

AndrewRogue: (I kinda forgot. Badass incarnate? Kinda pale?)

SirAlexTheFirst: (Not sure if Gorth is.)

Dark Japheth: (As far as I know)

Sarcazmo47: I don't know what posessions he does or does not have, so we'll stick to what I know.

Dark Japheth: (he's everything badass knights dream about being.)

coughingpuppy: ((I think he gave just about everything to Aurelia in the bag of holding.))

Sarcazmo47: He's not overly tall, but not really short enough to be called short.

SirAlexTheFirst: Everything except Excalibur.

Sarcazmo47: He's....not bulky, but VERY muscular.

Sarcazmo47: Ripped like Jesus.

Sarcazmo47: Wiry x5.

SirAlexTheFirst: haHA!

Dark Japheth: (Stupid larpers.)

Dark Japheth: (I want precocious!)

Sarcazmo47: Anyway.

Sarcazmo47: He's kinda pale.

Sarcazmo47: Slightly sunburnt, actually.

Sarcazmo47: SCARS are the order of the day for his face.

Sarcazmo47: Both deep, combat-inflicted lacerations, and lighter, more artistic ones that are obviously self-inflicted.

Dark Japheth: Why am I reminded of someone

Sarcazmo47: There's also a small tattoo of a set of blue scales (For great justice, of course) on one cheek.

Sarcazmo47: Eyes are red in black.

Sarcazmo47: And he gives his best I AM ALL THAT IS MAN glare to Miss Mab.

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

Sarcazmo47: He fails his man check.

Sarcazmo47: Depressingly.

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 4

Sarcazmo47: 25.

Dark Japheth: You cannot chug the syrup.

Dark Japheth: You are beaten by a rookie.

Sarcazmo47: It makes Kirk cry inside.

AndrewRogue: (Verity needs to get back into practice)

Sarcazmo47: The surroundings and the fact that he has no weapons are probably what do it.

SirAlexTheFirst: Miss Mab seems dutifully impressed. She just nods though. "Mister Liadon, Brother Bandon needs to attend to his prisoners."

Sarcazmo47: You can't look that intimidating when you're backed up against a wall.

Sarcazmo47: Verity is not happy with this arrangement.

Sarcazmo47: But you know....

Sarcazmo47: There's not a whole lot he can do about it.

Sarcazmo47: And he has no weapons, which is a problem.

Sarcazmo47: A small one.

Sarcazmo47: Actually, looking around the room, does he see anything that could be used as a weapon?

Sarcazmo47: NO!

Sarcazmo47: Because Bandon has them all!

SirAlexTheFirst: Well....

SirAlexTheFirst: There are shards of glass, or something like glass, from the cylinder that the lizard broke out of.

SirAlexTheFirst: And lizard bones.

Sarcazmo47: Right!

Sarcazmo47: HAHAHA!

Sarcazmo47: If Verity had spells, the bones would do.

Sarcazmo47: Actually...

Sarcazmo47: Would Nellix have given him nonevil spells from his old spell lists?

SirAlexTheFirst: No.

Sarcazmo47: Damn.

SirAlexTheFirst: You're thinking of Aurelia.

Sarcazmo47: I don't suppose any of those lizard bones are shattered and pointy?

SirAlexTheFirst: A couple of them.

Sarcazmo47: Verity will walk step out of the portal, head over, and grab one that looks like it could work.

Sarcazmo47: Does he think it'll help? No.

Sarcazmo47: But it makes him feel a little more in control.

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab watches him, looking slightly amused.

Sarcazmo47: Bandon, for his part, sighs, shakes his head, and goes into the teleporter.

SirAlexTheFirst: Scene selection - Luthien's Happy House or Dino Bones vs Cyborgs?

AndrewRogue: (B)

SirAlexTheFirst: Oh, and what happened to the cyberninja?

Sarcazmo47: Cyberninja went with Bandon.

Sarcazmo47: For medical help.

Sarcazmo47: Bandon will want a scene with him, at least a short one, probably.

coughingpuppy: I wanna know what happens to Verity.

Dark Japheth: DINO BONES

Sarcazmo47: ...

Sarcazmo47: Dino Bones it is, I suppose.

Sarcazmo47: I can't deny that I would like to find out what happens to Verity as well.

SirAlexTheFirst: Okay.

Sarcazmo47: Verity...

Sarcazmo47: Doesn't even really brandish the dino bone in a threatening manner.

Sarcazmo47: He just kind of grips it.

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab smiles brightly at Verity once Bandon is gone. "Now, for a proper introduction, Mr. Liadon. You may call me Miss Mab. Welcome to the Whittyre National Laboratories."

Sarcazmo47: And marches over to this creepy woman in a white jumpsuit.

SirAlexTheFirst: She holds out her hand.

Sarcazmo47: He sneers at her. "Mab. You attacked my house, my family, and me. Why shouldn't I kill you, again?"

Sarcazmo47: The fact that he's NOT suggests he himself can think of a reason or two.

Sarcazmo47: But he still says it.

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab keeps her hand extended for a minute, then drops it. "Well, dearie. You did come in raving about Asmodeus and world domination, and slaughtered a fair number of people.

SirAlexTheFirst: It's a miracle that you and your family have survived all that's happened intact."

SirAlexTheFirst: She smiles.

Sarcazmo47: He snorts. "Raving I don't do - it's best done by professional and madmen. I had a job and I did it. And keep your miracles."

Sarcazmo47: *professionals

Sarcazmo47: "And I am not your dearie. My name is Verity Liadon. Use it."

Sarcazmo47: His attitude is Hostile! She should use Diplomacy to improve it!

Dark Japheth: INDEED.

SirAlexTheFirst: "Well, then, Verity Liadon. I shall cut to the brass tacks, and deliver to you my offer. How would you like to become a leader of men?"

Sarcazmo47: "Been there. Done that. Got the scars."

Sarcazmo47: "You have a better offer than a fiend?"

Sarcazmo47: "Or wait, maybe even better than a deity?"

Sarcazmo47: </Marcus>

SirAlexTheFirst: "Actually, I believe I do. The deities may prove me wrong, of course, but I doubt the fiends will. I offer you power, with no strings attached."

Sarcazmo47: He snorts. "I've been there and done that, too. How about we start with you offering me my sword back? That's an offer I'll take you up on."

Dark Japheth: (XD)

SirAlexTheFirst: "Why do you want the sword in particular?"

Sarcazmo47: "Because it's mine. And the last time I took a sword offered as a gift, it called itself Arryx and nearly destroyed me, so I'll thank you not to question me and to give me my bloody weapon back."

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab's face again contorts into that gesture that can only be classified as a smirk.

AndrewRogue: (He's gone and that still shows up somehow...)

Sarcazmo47: Verity is almost compelled to try to insert the T-Rex phemur into her face just for that.

Sarcazmo47: But he controls himself.

SirAlexTheFirst: "Dearie, I'm afraid it's all or nothing in this case. Your sword has been modified a bit, you see, and I'm afraid you are no longer... compatible with it, unless we also provide you yourself with enhancements."

Sarcazmo47: He blinks.

Sarcazmo47: ACTUALLY

Sarcazmo47: He cuts her off at the word dearie.

Dark Japheth: (they gave it the Upath and Solari crystals)

Sarcazmo47: "Verity. Say it with me now. VERITY."

SirAlexTheFirst: "Verity darling, I'm afraid it's all or nothing in this case. Your sword has been modified a bit, you see, and I'm afraid you are no longer... compatible with it, unless we also provide you yourself with enhancements."

Sarcazmo47: "What do you want from me? Did you take me from my house to tempt me with promises of delicious candy or what?"

coughingpuppy: ((*cracks up*))

coughingpuppy: ((Of course, that is only really funny if you've read the SA article...))

SirAlexTheFirst: "In a figurative sense, yes!" Mab rewards you with a sparkling grin. "Delicious, delicious candy, which is not poisoned and will make you very energetic indeed."

Sarcazmo47: "Why?"

Sarcazmo47: "The Gods wanted me to be empowered for Justice. The fiends wanted me empowered for Dominion. What virtue is it you espouse?"

SirAlexTheFirst: "Entertainment, de- Verity. Free will. I like seeing mere mortals having power and being able to challenge the gods, the fiends, everything else that tries to manipulate them."

Sarcazmo47: He LAUGHS.

AndrewRogue: (IRONY)

Dark Japheth: (I love her.)

Sarcazmo47: "And what are YOU? A God, a Fiend, or someone with overdeveloped arrogance?"

SirAlexTheFirst: "Oh, clearly I am a goddess! Witness my majesty!" Mab jumps and twirls around in theatrical exuberance, then shakes her head. "I'm Miss Mab, the director of the Whittyre National Laboratories."

Sarcazmo47: "Tyr played the part of a beggar, so stop the condesention."

Sarcazmo47: "You want something from me. Apparently, you wish to empower me. Tell me why. Tell me who you are and what you want."

Sarcazmo47: "Asmodeus was scum, and his goals loathsome. But he had one thing that Tyr did not - he never lied to me. And so he had my service until I could serve him no longer."

Sarcazmo47: "If you want something from me, honesty is the place for you to start."

SirAlexTheFirst: She quiets down and her smile fades a bit. "I am Miss Mab."

Sarcazmo47: "And what agenda do you pursue, Miss Mab? Whose is it?"

Sarcazmo47: "Are you an agent or a power? And if you're an agent, why am I not talking to the power?"

SirAlexTheFirst: "Human, just like you. There are a few more directors, but the real power lies in my hands."

Sarcazmo47: Are there more answers forthcoming, or is she done for now?

SirAlexTheFirst: She awaits your response.

Sarcazmo47: "Director of the Labs. And that's it. A power of your very own."

Sarcazmo47: Sense Motive'd!

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 8

Sarcazmo47: 22.

SirAlexTheFirst: in this case. Your sword has been modified a bit, you see, and I'm afraid you are no longer... compatible with it, unless we also provide you yourself with enhancements."

SirAlexTheFirst: Rawr

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 3

Sarcazmo47: Bad copy and pasting Alex@

SirAlexTheFirst: She seems a little bit evasive, but confidant in what she's saying.

Sarcazmo47: "You're hiding something."

SirAlexTheFirst: "I am the Director of the Labs. The Labs will do as I ask them to do. The consequences with the other directors are for me to worry about, not you."

Sarcazmo47: Verity knows just a bit about manipulating the truth.

Sarcazmo47: He also knows a little bit about covering up when people start to doubt you.

Sarcazmo47: He also knows a little bit about using people.

Sarcazmo47: He also knows he currently has....a broken bone.

Sarcazmo47: As the sum total of his resources.

Sarcazmo47: "And what is it you want from me? To run about and bend men to my will and shout my defiance in the face of the gods?"

Sarcazmo47: "To scramble like an ant for your viewing pleasure?"

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab moves on quickly. "I can give you back both your weapon and a variety of useful enhancements - the culmination of the work of the Labs to date, the pinnacle of human achievement. In return, I ask nothing."

Sarcazmo47: "Stop."

Sarcazmo47: He shakes his head.

Sarcazmo47: "You will answer me or this conversation will not progress."

Sarcazmo47: Diplomacy/Intimidate!

SirAlexTheFirst: She nods. "I ask of you nothing but to accept them. You'll then be free to return to your family, or to do whatever you wish. Ignore them and go cultivate a garden, if that suits your taste."

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

*OnlineHost*: SirAlexTheFirst rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

Sarcazmo47: Aww.

Sarcazmo47: She probably wins.

Sarcazmo47: Being the archvillain and all.

coughingpuppy: ((He needs Aurelia with him.))

Sarcazmo47: 41, for the record.

Dark Japheth: (Or the ability to detect thoughts! >.>)

coughingpuppy: ((Which Aurelia also has.))

Dark Japheth: (Yes, he needs Aurelia.)

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab shifts, a bit uneasily. It's awfully dark in here, and you're seeming very unfriendly.

Sarcazmo47: "To what end, Mab of the Whittyre Labs? To what point and purpose? Do not take me for a fool or a brat. You have your reasons, and you will tell me what they are. And you will do so now."

Sarcazmo47: "Amusment is a reason fit only for Gods and the dead."

Sarcazmo47: "Don't lie to me, I haven't the patience for it."

SirAlexTheFirst: "My reason for this is that it is clear that you will not be able to go back to your house and do nothing. Even if we had not come for you, someone else would have. Once you are released back into the world,

SirAlexTheFirst: no matter how well you try to hide, you will be found, because a great many people want to find you, and they have power and resources whereas you have none.

SirAlexTheFirst: It irks me to see such a man as yourself be turned into a pawn, or killed by the people who get to him first. This is why *I* got to you first."

Sarcazmo47: "And you'd much rather I be your pawn."

Sarcazmo47: He holds up a hand. "Don't bother denying it."

Sarcazmo47: "You were not moved by the goodness of your heart to help a man you didn't know."

Sarcazmo47: "You want me to do something. Fine. What?"

SirAlexTheFirst: "Fight back. Make your own choices. Don't just stand around and get tossed by everyone who wants to use you. I know you want to do this anyways. You're doing it to me, here, sweetie. But you don't have the power to resist.

Sarcazmo47: He interrupts her again when she says "sweetie"

Sarcazmo47: I presume she corrects herself.

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab raises her voice and keeps talking over you, now quite serious. "You're sitting here holding a bone. You can make noise, maybe try to hit me with it. Maybe you can even kill me, but I do kind of doubt that."

Sarcazmo47: He pointedly looks down at the bone, then back at her.

SirAlexTheFirst: "I'm making a point, dearie. You can't stop me from calling you dearie, and you couldn't stop me from taking you and doing whatever I wanted with you. I could just incapacitate you and... install the enhancements myself.

Sarcazmo47: He is silent for a moment.

SirAlexTheFirst: Instead, I'm offering you a choice."

Sarcazmo47: When he speaks again, his voice is quieter, but no less forceful.

Sarcazmo47: "You're very confident, Miss Mab."

Sarcazmo47: "Not afraid of death. Maybe not even afraid of me."

Sarcazmo47: His eyes glitter.

Sarcazmo47: "You should be."

Sarcazmo47: He tosses the bone aside.

Sarcazmo47: "Very well. Add your...enhancements. This conversation is not over."

SirAlexTheFirst: "I plucked you out of your home and made you beg for mercy even when you had your sword. At the present time, you are... not very fear inspiring."

Sarcazmo47: He just grins at her.

Sarcazmo47: With marginally pointy teeth.

Sarcazmo47: Creepily.

Sarcazmo47: VERY creepily.

Sarcazmo47: DISTURBINGLY CREEPILY

SirAlexTheFirst: "Right this way." She walks into the teleporter and vanishes.

Sarcazmo47: He follows.

Sarcazmo47: Unfortunately, she called his bluff.

Sarcazmo47: *is sad*

SirAlexTheFirst: Bamf. You reappear in a huge, brightly square room of polished metal. Mab stands in front of you.

Sarcazmo47: Is there a surgical table?

SirAlexTheFirst: No.

SirAlexTheFirst: Just Mab and you. She speaks once more.

SirAlexTheFirst: "Now, I do feel bound to warn you, the process you may soon undergo is not turned around very easily. Like I said, I'm offering you a choice."

Sarcazmo47: He starts laughing.

Sarcazmo47: He gestures with to the tattoos of Justice.

Sarcazmo47: Then to the scars.

SirAlexTheFirst: "Accept the enhancements, go back into stasis to await further developments, or die quickly and painlessly." She delivers this line deadpan, then starts laughing herself.

Sarcazmo47: "I already carry burdens, Mab."

Sarcazmo47: "Go ahead. "Enhance" me."

SirAlexTheFirst: "Very well, then. There are a few more choices for you to make in the process."

Sarcazmo47: ((Like whether I want Power Reciculator or Synthetic Heart?))

SirAlexTheFirst: "We have several different, ah, packages available. What areas would you like to see improvement in?"

Sarcazmo47: ((Give him a menu. Do it.))

Sarcazmo47: "What did you do to my sword?"

AndrewRogue: (In his package of course.)

AndrewRogue: (*shows life and flees*)

coughingpuppy: ((Mrrrr...I want to stay up and watch, but I need to sleep a little bit...how much longer will this go for, Alex?))

SirAlexTheFirst: (A couple of minutes. The RP is basically done, Verity just needs to pick his stuff.)

coughingpuppy: ((Okay.))

SirAlexTheFirst: (You can go to sleep now and you won't miss anything.)

coughingpuppy: ((If it's just a couple of minutes I might as well stay up.))

Sarcazmo47: Would this be easier to do OOC, Alex?

SirAlexTheFirst: "We have been examining your weapon. It is really quite a remarkable piece of work. In fact, it almost seems... alive." She sounds a bit befuddled by this. "Anyways, it has absorbed our examination equipment

Sarcazmo47: He just smiles slightly at that.

SirAlexTheFirst: and some of the other things we pushed at it, and remade itself in interesting ways. I think it will adapt itself to whatever is necessary."

Sarcazmo47: "How vague."

SirAlexTheFirst: (This would be slightly easier OOC but slightly funner IC.)

Dark Japheth: (Yay funny!)

SirAlexTheFirst: "Honestly, we can't understand it at all, but it's not the weapon that it was when we started examining it."

Sarcazmo47: "What precisely are you proposing to do to me? Enchantments?"

SirAlexTheFirst: "Something like that, but the core of them is nonmagical."

Sarcazmo47: "Very well."

SirAlexTheFirst: Any more questions?

Sarcazmo47: "Not a one."

SirAlexTheFirst: "Now, then. The main package will be based primarily upon your strength, your intelligence, or your magical abilities. Which of these would you prefer?"

SirAlexTheFirst: (Marines, Navy or OSA?)

Sarcazmo47: ...

SirAlexTheFirst: (Hehehehe.)

Sarcazmo47: Can you give me the OOC version as well?

SirAlexTheFirst: (OOC version: The main package determines the other choices you get, and will give you +2 BAB, +2 Int, or a spell progression and level 0 arcane spells at will.)

Sarcazmo47: (I am going to have to say that Verity is a Marine.)

Dark Japheth: (Why is navy intelligence?)

Dark Japheth: (That saddens me.)

Sarcazmo47: "I have no interest in petty magiks. My wife does them better."

Sarcazmo47: "And my mind is my own."

SirAlexTheFirst: "Very well. The next choice is how to enhance your body - your muscular capacity, your reflexes, or your ability to withstand... mishaps."

SirAlexTheFirst: (OOC version: +2 to Strength, Dex, or Con.)

Sarcazmo47: HAHAHA

Sarcazmo47: Mmm.

SirAlexTheFirst: (What's so funny?)

Sarcazmo47: "My muscular capacity..." he snorts. "Do it."

SirAlexTheFirst: "Next, the software. We can grant you an increase in your ability with one weapon, or with anything you care to use as a weapon - like bones - or the technical... enhancements...

Sarcazmo47: (Weapon focus, total exotic weapon proficiency, or.....?)

SirAlexTheFirst: needed to interface with and use some of the most interesting and powerful weaponry we've developed here. Of course, I'll throw several of those in on the side." She smiles.

coughingpuppy: ((Mrrrr...this is taking longer than I thought it would. Sleep for me.))

SirAlexTheFirst: (Good night)

coughingpuppy: (('Night, guys.

coughingpuppy has left the room.

SirAlexTheFirst: (Lots of Weapon Focus and Specialization, proficiency with almost anything, or proficiency in all Whittyrian weapons and a cache of them.)

Sarcazmo47: Uh.

Sarcazmo47: Hmm.

Sarcazmo47: Wow, that's actually a difficult choice.

Sarcazmo47: I don't suppose Weapon Focus (excalibur) would be doable?)

SirAlexTheFirst: That's not included in any of them, no.

Sarcazmo47: That makes me sad.

Sarcazmo47: He ponders this for a moment.

Sarcazmo47: "Bring me my sword."

Sarcazmo47: "Let me see what changes you've inflicted on it."

SirAlexTheFirst: She nods, and a section of the wall slides out.

Sarcazmo47: ((If it's the Dragon's Tooth, I am all over the specialization.))

SirAlexTheFirst: A small golden crest sits within a compartment in the metal.

SirAlexTheFirst: It is in the shape of an eagle, with its wings spread straight and its head facing out such that it also resembles a cross. In its chest lies a small red gem.

SirAlexTheFirst: The whole thing is only about 4 inches in diameter, and 2 inches thick.

SirAlexTheFirst: "There it is."

Sarcazmo47: So it's now.....an ornament?

Sarcazmo47: Or does it more look like a stylized hilt without a blade?

SirAlexTheFirst: More like an ornament.

Sarcazmo47: Awsome!

Sarcazmo47: He reaches out to pick it up!

Sarcazmo47: Does she stop him?

SirAlexTheFirst: It could be a hilt, if the head got chopped off, I guess.

SirAlexTheFirst: And no, she does not.

Sarcazmo47: Then he does so!

Sarcazmo47: And holds it!

Sarcazmo47: And starts thinking at it!

SirAlexTheFirst: You immediately feel the familiar warmth in your mind. <Verity. We are here.>

Sarcazmo47: <I'm sorry you've been subjected to such abuse. Are you injured or damaged?>

SirAlexTheFirst: <We grow. Mab is with us. Do not be decieved.>

Sarcazmo47: ((So if we equate Excalibur to the Soul Cube, would Whittyrian proficiencies include the Pistol, the Shotgun, the Machine Gun, the Chaingun, Hand Grenades, the Plasma Rifle, and the BFG?>

Sarcazmo47: *))

Sarcazmo47: ((Still short a chainsaw.))

Sarcazmo47: <I will try. Growth is about to be forced on me. I will try to endure it unchanged in my core.>

Sarcazmo47: <Will you be able to emulate these....Lab weapons?>

SirAlexTheFirst: (Whittyrian proficiencies include everything made in Whittyre or with Whittyrian technology. Pretty much anything you wouldn't be able to find in a normal quasi-medieval setting.)

Sarcazmo47: ((I was making an overly involved joke.))

Sarcazmo47: ((Don't worry about it.))

SirAlexTheFirst: <We're everything.>

Sarcazmo47: Verity nods.

Sarcazmo47: "Very well. I'm sample your products."

Sarcazmo47: *I'll

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab raises an eyebrow. "Such faith. You won't be disappointed. And the last choice..."

SirAlexTheFirst: "The secondary software can improve your understanding in three areas of your choice. You can be fairly vague with these, we'll make something to fit."

Sarcazmo47: Skill Focus x 3?

SirAlexTheFirst: (+4 to three skills of your choice, but not to exceed the level caps.)

Sarcazmo47: Ah.

Sarcazmo47: So, loremaster stuff!

Sarcazmo47: Rockin!

SirAlexTheFirst: (Or, three lore levels.)

SirAlexTheFirst: (Or mix and match, whatever(

Sarcazmo47: Ah.

Sarcazmo47: Then I'll take three tech lore.

SirAlexTheFirst: Aight.

Sarcazmo47: "Educate me. On these glorious Labs of yours, and what they do."

SirAlexTheFirst: Mab's positivly beaming by now. "Certainly. Now, there is only one thing left for you to do."

Sarcazmo47: ((Excalibur, become a plasma sword!))

Sarcazmo47: ((Then a BFG!))

SirAlexTheFirst: Many small sounds begin to come from the walls and floor, as nearly every one of the metal panels slides open and extrudes a mind-boggling array of metal things and strange apparatus.

SirAlexTheFirst: "Close your eyes."

Sarcazmo47: "Is there a reason not to go into this with my eyes open?"

SirAlexTheFirst: She laughs. "As you wish, then."

Sarcazmo47: He does wish.

Sarcazmo47: He will watch as they freaking eviscerate him, if that's what they do.

SirAlexTheFirst: A couple of seconds later, you feel a small prick on your leg, and then the metal arms all rush towards you and carry you into a large glass tank behind you.

Sarcazmo47: Yaaaaaay!

SirAlexTheFirst: Your consciousness fades out as the tank begins to fill with green liquid, much like the ones in that room you were in before...

SirAlexTheFirst: ~~~~~~~~END~~~~~~~