[b][i]GM Post, Part Two[/i][/b]

Ascot watched with a fascinated look as Serenity remodeled her machine to accomodate four people in just less than an hour. Mechanics and Physics had never been his strongest suit, despite being, well, highly intelligent. Art, however, was another matter, and if times weren't so tense, he would have drawn a picture of Serenity's machine. Either way, it was time to mount the machine, and scout the place for any marauders.

The boy was going to use his mundane senses, for now; overuse of one's magical sight, even for Sages, had deleterious effects upon the psyche, and he needed to be in good fighting order. As for Serenity, she would find herself sitting besides Leslie, while Hibiscus would be beside Ascot. Ibrahim, meanwhile, would be down on the ground, watching out for anyhing that can happen.

The total number of MPC members on the site was ten, excluding Myriad, Nao, and Alexandria. It seemed that no one else was missing; that the enemy hadn't come back as of yet. Which caused Ascot to try and speculate: What did they want? Why were they targeting the Magical Peace Corps, or, judging from the Pistoleer's words, [i]him[/i]? They needed a Sage for something, that was sure...

The boy looked at Hibiscus' expression, having noticed her attempts to appear relaxed. Was it because of the kidnapings? Did they unsettle her far more than it looked? Or was it because of Serenity's magitech, which was powerful, unexpectedly powerful, and versatile. Of course one would feel unsettled by that. Either way, the vessel would begin circling the camp, seeking out anything out of the ordinary.

They would find none, so it was time for personal interaction and development.