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I think now that we are getting into our first action sequence we should establish more concrete-ly some things.
Such as the limits of the magic Pria knows, how physically tough she would be and also how fast/easily she could work the ship(s).
I don't want to power-play or Deus Ex Machina a way out of this for free. If I know what cards are in the deck then I can play :D
Obviously she isn't terribly strong. About average there, but perhaps she's pretty nimble? Her smaller size and speed would give some small advantage in a scrap. I also stated she had some experience in a fight but nothing major, just squabbles and whatnot. Enough to not clam up every-time lol
As for magic I stated it's reflection based, and that she derives power from a goddess. So perhaps she can pray for a protective barrier? It would take verbally asking for it, as well as the time to finish the prayer. Then her pocket mirror can be powered magically to reflect blows? So if someone punches at her and holds the mirror up, they would hurt their fist with an equal reaction. With laser shots and stuff I think it's fair she can reflect those as well, granted that she can pour enough magic into the mirror. Also I had the idea of her "holding" the reflection of some-things to use later. Like if someone stabs at her and she manages to block it with the mirror, then she can hold the mirror to someone later and let a stab of equal size and force out later?
If any of that is too much or you have different ideas feel free to say so please :)
Such as the limits of the magic Pria knows, how physically tough she would be and also how fast/easily she could work the ship(s).
I don't want to power-play or Deus Ex Machina a way out of this for free. If I know what cards are in the deck then I can play :D
Obviously she isn't terribly strong. About average there, but perhaps she's pretty nimble? Her smaller size and speed would give some small advantage in a scrap. I also stated she had some experience in a fight but nothing major, just squabbles and whatnot. Enough to not clam up every-time lol
As for magic I stated it's reflection based, and that she derives power from a goddess. So perhaps she can pray for a protective barrier? It would take verbally asking for it, as well as the time to finish the prayer. Then her pocket mirror can be powered magically to reflect blows? So if someone punches at her and holds the mirror up, they would hurt their fist with an equal reaction. With laser shots and stuff I think it's fair she can reflect those as well, granted that she can pour enough magic into the mirror. Also I had the idea of her "holding" the reflection of some-things to use later. Like if someone stabs at her and she manages to block it with the mirror, then she can hold the mirror to someone later and let a stab of equal size and force out later?
If any of that is too much or you have different ideas feel free to say so please :)
Hell. Fucking hell.
Shit hell and fucking hell.
This was bad.
Pria threw a slurry of curses around in her head, not finding an immediate solution like she wanted. She had no time to think, which was her least favorite amount of time, when it came to thinking.
She'd have to take off the auto-pilot. She should be able to do that, considering she spent the day figuring out how the ship worked. But it would take time, and again, she didn't have any. Her only weapons were her staff, and her magic. Neither of which she could use to destroy a ship, let alone two. Also the idea of killing anyone sent chills down her spine. Seeing as the signal wouldn't go through, they wouldn't even get help until they got out of here. Which meant they either had to do as told, or die.
She exchanged a nervous look back to Hensen. Wondering if he had anything up his sleeve. Judging by the terrified way he looked and Pria felt, their chances weren't good.
But should she try? She like she should. Attempt to save the ship and make a daring escape. That's what she wanted to do, wasn't it? Help people? How could she if she couldn't help her first real client? Let alone herself. She looked to the man on the screen, trying to think of some way to maybe at least buy some time.
"Alright."
She said dryly. Attempting to regain some composure.
"You can board."
She didn't say anything else. If anything was going to get done, they needed movement. Better at least seem defenseless.
Shit hell and fucking hell.
This was bad.
Pria threw a slurry of curses around in her head, not finding an immediate solution like she wanted. She had no time to think, which was her least favorite amount of time, when it came to thinking.
She'd have to take off the auto-pilot. She should be able to do that, considering she spent the day figuring out how the ship worked. But it would take time, and again, she didn't have any. Her only weapons were her staff, and her magic. Neither of which she could use to destroy a ship, let alone two. Also the idea of killing anyone sent chills down her spine. Seeing as the signal wouldn't go through, they wouldn't even get help until they got out of here. Which meant they either had to do as told, or die.
She exchanged a nervous look back to Hensen. Wondering if he had anything up his sleeve. Judging by the terrified way he looked and Pria felt, their chances weren't good.
But should she try? She like she should. Attempt to save the ship and make a daring escape. That's what she wanted to do, wasn't it? Help people? How could she if she couldn't help her first real client? Let alone herself. She looked to the man on the screen, trying to think of some way to maybe at least buy some time.
"Alright."
She said dryly. Attempting to regain some composure.
"You can board."
She didn't say anything else. If anything was going to get done, they needed movement. Better at least seem defenseless.
Pria looked at Hensen nervously. Obviously neither of them exactly planned for this situation. The idea of preparing a distress signal seemed like a good one, just in case. She configured the settings as fast as she could, and looked to Hensen once it was set up.
"Okay. So now it's just a button press away. If, knock on wood, they aren't asking for directions, one of us just slams that button key and we sound out the distress signal."
She took a deep breath and pulled her mirror out, as well as he collapsible staff. She wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but preparing for the worst was never a bad option. With one more look of reassurance to Hensen she answered the other ship. It's not like she had any other option.
"Okay. So now it's just a button press away. If, knock on wood, they aren't asking for directions, one of us just slams that button key and we sound out the distress signal."
She took a deep breath and pulled her mirror out, as well as he collapsible staff. She wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but preparing for the worst was never a bad option. With one more look of reassurance to Hensen she answered the other ship. It's not like she had any other option.
Chicken tenders.
Pria's brows furrowed as the ship came close by. And remained that way as it kept getting closer and closer. The thing could obviously pass them, and there was no reason for it to fly so close regardless. It clearly wanted something.
The fear was marked true when it began trying to make contact. The nervousness building in Pria started to bubble in her stomach. "Uh, Hensen. They want something from us...I don't think we could outrun them either. We're stuck with them if they want us to be."
She wouldn't answer them until she had his input. This was his ship, and he was the client here, if anything it should be his say. But Pria's hands gripped the control's tightly. Nothing about this was good.
The fear was marked true when it began trying to make contact. The nervousness building in Pria started to bubble in her stomach. "Uh, Hensen. They want something from us...I don't think we could outrun them either. We're stuck with them if they want us to be."
She wouldn't answer them until she had his input. This was his ship, and he was the client here, if anything it should be his say. But Pria's hands gripped the control's tightly. Nothing about this was good.
Candy Leitvol
As Candy made her way towards a general seating area, lyre under arm; she was stopped by a rancorous series of thudding noises behind her. Turning quite quickly around out of reflex, she watched in partial horror and delight as the tall, solid, dangerous wooden shelves toppled into each-other, and fell victim to gravity. Part of her loved the comical nature of it all, part of her was deeply concerned someone just died in front of her. That was the part that threw her things onto the nearest table before sprinting over to find anyone caught in the debris. Luckily she was in a room full of (arguably) competent clairvoyant, and with a flick of the wrist the north winds bent to raise the shelves once more. Candy did a quick look around as she made her way over to see the lovely caster. She wasn't even sure the ice queen was aware of her existence but the moment she thought their eyes met she gave a wink and a two finger salute. Completely ignoring the earthy man arriving.
She ducked in and out of aisles, heavily relieved to find no-one pinned under the heavy weight of knowledge. As she sighed from relief, and the impromptu sprint she just broke into, the aforementioned walking forest was making a scene. He threaded around the library, making quite a show of himself. Candy was divided again, wanting him with one heart to respect whatever sanctity was left in a silent library, and with another heart wanting to one-up him. Nonetheless she did her best to ignore him (which wasn't very easy mind you) as she set to picking up books. An attendant and some other students were at this point trying to set things straight as well, and she decide they'd know better on how to sort these things. She moved pile after pile to the desk, wincing when she turned around to see the green man now atop one of the shelves, daring to knock it over again with his invisible duel.
With an unseen riposte he was downed though, and luckily his heavy foothold didn't come down with him. She wandered over to get her things before walking towards the one who blew the shelves back into place. "Do you uh, know him?" She asked with a smile and arched brows. Pointing with a thumb over her back to the man atop the shelf. She didn't exactly seem the type.
Allie sat perched, crouched down with her knees close to her face overlooking the hole in the ceiling, to where the meeting took place. Her hearing wasn't exceptional, so she had to rely of sight in case anything went wrong. The idea of an illusion blocking her perception tugged at the back of her mind, but she more then trusted John to find a way around that should the need arise. So she just sat, eyes unblinking at the container. The faintest ghost of a song humming next to inaudibly in her throat. She rocked backwards and forwards, like a broken metronome. The movements were too faint to really notice, and too faint to knock her off balance. Her weapon was clutched in both hands, working as a tripod to keep her up. The curved blade resting some distance behind her neck.
Though rarely, she would move her eyes off of the meeting area to look at her partner, and around the rooftop expanse. It was a large building, and her pair was in the open. If someone wanted to they could make it quite difficult up here for them. But Aaloka didn't feel like it. She didn't sense something watching her, or any battery acid in her gut. Just the usual trepidation that came with being cautious.
In time though the meeting came to pass, and nothing of alarm appeared while the two spoke. As John began to leave, Aaloka stood up, and backed away a step from the overlook. "Good to go?" she asked quietly to Siara. Her expression didn't change, as it hardly did, but she was anxious to leave. Finding out as soon as possible what their next move was, and getting out of the open like this sounded fantastic right now.
Though rarely, she would move her eyes off of the meeting area to look at her partner, and around the rooftop expanse. It was a large building, and her pair was in the open. If someone wanted to they could make it quite difficult up here for them. But Aaloka didn't feel like it. She didn't sense something watching her, or any battery acid in her gut. Just the usual trepidation that came with being cautious.
In time though the meeting came to pass, and nothing of alarm appeared while the two spoke. As John began to leave, Aaloka stood up, and backed away a step from the overlook. "Good to go?" she asked quietly to Siara. Her expression didn't change, as it hardly did, but she was anxious to leave. Finding out as soon as possible what their next move was, and getting out of the open like this sounded fantastic right now.
Okay, I moved them back into space and alluded to some vague danger, ball's in your court :p
The two continued talking, Pria only half payed attention to the controls the whole way. She hadn't even looked ahead of her for a solid 15 minutes when the beep went off, telling her it was her turn to fly. She took over happily, the flight had seemed a lot shorter then it really was, which made everything nicer. She pulled into the correct line and after tearing through some red tape, they were parked in the reserve spot. She and Hensen said some goodbyes, and off he went to his convention. She decided it would be smartest to stay with the ship, should anything happen. She took the chance to get fully acquainted with the small interior, as well as some of the inner workings. She only dug as deep as she thought was safe, removing panels that were made to be easily accessible without tools. She made crude drawings in her notepad and took notes, until that grew boring.
She spent the time doing little things, having access to the internet helped. And after what felt like a small eternity, Hensen came back. He seemed excited about the whole thing, but was pretty obviously bummed out about not being able to stay longer.
The two took off again, and after not long the auto-pilot took over again, leaving Pria to listen to the sights Hensen got to see inside. Again the two chatted, until something stopped them. In the middle of nowhere space, Pria's earlier feelings of things going less then perfect came to fruition.
She spent the time doing little things, having access to the internet helped. And after what felt like a small eternity, Hensen came back. He seemed excited about the whole thing, but was pretty obviously bummed out about not being able to stay longer.
The two took off again, and after not long the auto-pilot took over again, leaving Pria to listen to the sights Hensen got to see inside. Again the two chatted, until something stopped them. In the middle of nowhere space, Pria's earlier feelings of things going less then perfect came to fruition.
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