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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 9[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////[/color]// (98/100)
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b] Seiran Underground
[color=Aquamarine]Warp Charges:[/color] 3 (-1)
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Virgin Victory teleport room
Top of the Split mountain
Outside the Convent of Our Lady of the Charred Visage
Tostarena Town
S.O.U. Building
Seiran Clinic
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(co-staring [@TruthHurts22]'s Raz)
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As the truck rumbled away the two stowaways strained to listen in to the conversation going on between the people who had stolen away the transformed Princess Peach, a task made slightly hard by the rumbling of the machine itself. Midna certainly had a better time of it, able to stow away inside the truck in its occupant’s shadows (although she had to spend the entire journey biting her own hand to avoid offering comment on the things being said), while unbeknownst to her (and vice versa) Raz clung to the underside of the vehicle, concrete wheezing by mere inches below.

Still, be they in or under, both spies got some very, very juicy details from the free flowing talk between what turned out to be some kind of revolutionary group seeking to cut out the rot infesting Suoh, which Midna would have found heartening, had she not found out about them right when they had just felt the boot of the system crush down on them, hard. 

Though Midna had an easy time eavesdropping, it was unsurprisingly much harder to pick up quiet conversation inside of an armored truck when you’re clinging to its underside. Luckily, Raz was able to reach out with his [i]~psychic senses~[/i] to remotely pick up what was being said. [color=FF8c00]”Metamorphose? Extermination..?”[/color] A bad feeling crept into Raz’s stomach, not helped by the precarious spot he chose to hide. It was a testament of his will that he didn’t puke right over the road. This was definitely juicy intel, though what it exactly meant, and if he could entirely trust Crenshaw and the others, he wasn’t too confident.

Midna, too, wasn’t so sure if she could really trust these people. After the ‘resistance’ of al-mamon turned out to be a front for some nefarious mind control plot, she was not going to jump into this organization's arms without more info, even if she managed to remain hopeful that said info would turn out possitive. The flow of that came to an end, however, as they approached some kind of rally point for the group. 

The vehicle finally stopped, and the passengers started to move out. Minda, naturally, went to follow via slipping into one of their shadows. When she did, however, her low to the ground position, or rather functionality in it, let her see what the people she was tailing could not. Namely that she was not the only one who had stowed away.

She immediately switched priorities, and shadows, to link up with Raz. She had names of people in the organization. She had the name of what was probably their base, and most likely where Peach had been sent. It was enough. Making sure the boy did not get caught was more important.

Raz didn’t share that priority, of course. He thought he was undertaking a solo stealth operation to suss out a possible coup or alternate sect of rebellion within the Psych-OSF. In other words, the exact thing he spent most of his life dreaming of. He was a little held up from continuing from not having thought ahead, though. [color=FF8c00]”Okaaaay, now how do I get out of here? Do I go invisible again and jump into some kind of storage crate? Do they have any around here? It’s hard to see…”[/color]

[color=Aquamarine]”I wouldn’t recommend it, who knows where you’d end up delivered too”[/color] a voice coming from the ground interjected into his mutterings to himself

[color=FF8c00]”I guess so, but it’s better than staying- huh?!”[/color] Raz, in surprise, slipped off the various car bits he was clinging to, falling a good three inches onto the hard concrete. [color=FF8c00]”Who’s there?”[/color] he snapped, trying his best to whisper.

[color=Aquamarine]”A whoops. Sorry about that scare. Its Midna”[/color] the princess of twilight clarified from the dark, only to curse wordlessly at the sound of footsteps approaching. One of the psychics seemed to overhear the thump of him impacting the ground, though their pace seemed to indicate curiosity rather than urgent concern.

Flipping around onto his stomach, Raz peered out around them at the approaching footsteps. [color=FF8c00]”You came too? Whaddya think, should we take these guys on? Get them to hand Peach back over to us?”[/color]

[color=Aquamarine]”They might be able to help so let’s not-”[/color] Midna started, before pivoting the conversation to dealing with the current problem instead of arguing strategy [color=Aquamarine]”-let’s not stick around here to get found out. Can you invisible yourself and get to that tunnel to the right? I’ll meet you there and we can plan”[/color]

[color=FF8c00]”What? But we’re [i]right[/i] here, we can’t just leave!”[/color] Raz tried to convince Midna, though really he was starting to get cold feet himself. Wouldn’t be a very good stealth operation if he got caught on step one, after all. [color=FF8c00]”Fine, yes, I’ll meet you there,”[/color] he muttered, a little peeved at his moment of coolness needing to cut short. A quick pop out of the visible spectrum later, Raz rolled out from under the truck, jumping back onto his feet to make a break for the tunnel. He had to be quick since his un-amplified Invisibility wouldn’t last long.

Midna, after taking a moment to be impressed by the invisibility trick, and make sure that the psychic coming to investigate did not think anything was suspicious (they did not) simply hopped through a few shadows, and into the tunnel. Her eyes, adapted to the dark, had spied a runed van up [url=https://i.imgur.com/FSpMUaz.png]the tunnel[/url] and popped out behind it to wait for Raz to show.

Soon enough the goggle-headed kid came up around the van, nearly jumping out of his boots in surprise. [color=FF8c00]”Gyah! Jeez, you’re really good at sneaking up on people…”[/color]

Minda could not help but have a short impish giggle at his expense now that they were somewhat clear, before taking it as a compliment [color=Aquamarine]”Why thank you. It’s not that impressive though, I hardly even have to try”[/color] and being smug about it for good measure.

[color=Aquamarine]”Now get behind here, before someone spots you”[/color] she told him after, patting a spot so he could sit next to her with their backs to the van (and the outpost) behind them.

[color=FF8c00]”Shouldn’t we get back to the others? They might be wondering where we went. Plus, we gotta tell them what we know as soon as possible, in case something happens.”[/color]

[color=Aquamarine]”Sounds like a good plan to me”[/color] Midna agreed, glad that the mad dash had apparently put the other one, namely to fight all of the people in the base, into the grave where it belonged. 

[color=Aquamarine]”I can make these gates, which we can use to travel right back to the hideout, so we won’t have to walk either”[/color] she added, before pointing a little ways up the tunnel to where a light was glowing, and a the wall seemed to curve in a bit, and suggested [color=Aquamarine]”and I think there might be a side path up there? I would rather not put the gateway in sight of the base, so how about we check that out?”[/color]

Raz nodded, working his shoulders to ease the post-riding-under-a-car cramps. [color=FF8c00]”Hey, you’re the expert on interspatial transport portals. I never got to that course yet.”[/color]

Nodded in response, and then slipped into the shadows again, appearing over at the inlet. Within, like she had hopped, was a door, one that, with a bit of magical trickery and brute force, she got open, revealing a dusty unused maintenance room. 

She declared it [color=Aquamarine]”Perfect”[/color] and immediately set up the portal, a crack in space forming just below the ceiling, before it opened wide, perfectly black squares unfolding across surface of the stone, and then a lattice of teal lines of power forming on those, twisting in on themselves till they had formed a tunnel into the space between the light world, and the twilight realm. Far away in Seiran, the portal she had set up there opened in the same way, both heralding and awaiting their arrival.

[color=Aquamarine]”There we go, ready to go”[/color] she declared, before holding out a crooked arm and telling to [color=Aquamarine]”Hold on to me while we go, unless you want to find out what kind of animal my home will turn you into I’m sure”[/color] 

Raz looked into the portal, then up at Midna’s hand. For a brief moment, he just thought. [color=FF8c00]”...maybe another time,”[/color] Raz finally said in full seriousness, taking the imp’s hand, ready to traverse the twilight.

The princes quirked a smile, assuming it was still actually a joke, before, without ceremony, they both were sucked up into the portal. They skimmed through the dark, getting glimpses of an endless eternally sunset (or was it sunrise?) lit void filled with floating islands and cities of gray stone and glowing lines of magic, so close, yet so far away, and then they arrived at their destination.

Upon said arrival, the princess gave an uncharacteristically wistful sigh and a [color=Aquamarine]”someday”[/color] before she released his hand and loudly informed him, and everyone in the building: [color=Aquamarine]”and we’re back”[/color] 

[color=FF8c00]”Miss us?”[/color] Raz added, very quietly following it with, [color=FF8c00]”I always wanted to say that,”[/color] under his breath.