Time passed, and Aislin's many visitors disappeared. First Nicholas, as he wasn't amused by the porn. Then the twins. Gabe still looked pissed, leveling a death stare at her before her brother ushered the two of them out. Sylvia stuck around a little longer, but she seemed eager to enjoy her findings alone.
As door clicked shut, the smile on Ailsin's face deflated. She stared out the rain-soaked window, the gray weather outside reflecting her own cold feelings. Snippets of the conversation before flew through her mind, pegging her with guilt. Why did I immediately blame Adam? He's just a teacher... Ailsin groaned, squeezing her hospital sheets with white knuckles.
Ailsin should have considered there'd be more than one blue-skinned meta, especially in a school like this. But the enigma, it burned at her with ferocity. I need to know who's down there. She thought. If not for her, then for Jaska. He was the one who got all defensive in the first place, maybe there really was a problem the school wasn't aware of. Aislin couldn't begin to guess who the blue lady was, but she pondered the question nonetheless.
God, I can't take this. I'll drive myself insane at this rate. Aislin frustratedly pushed the red button again. When the nurse walked in she put on her best 'I'm healthy' face. "Excuse me, ma'am, I'm rested and feeling great. When can I go?"
She'd say whatever she had to if it meant she could leave. But the nurse was pretty chill, helping her out of the IV. They threw Aislin's clothes in the wash, cleaning the salt out. She buried her face in her shirt, breathing in warm cotton and detergent. It was shredded to shit, but still wearable one last time. The nurse showed her to a change room, and Ailsin slipped back into her loose graphic tee and skirt.
"Thank you, ma'am. Could you point me in the direction of the hospital's gift shop?" Aislin asked before she left.
It didn't take long before the young lady found her way to Jaska's room, a small bouquet of flowers in hand. She knocked before entering, but found the room empty besides the whirr of machines and a slumbering Jaska. He looked sick, frail. The machines seemed like they could eat him up as he almost disappeared amongst the cords and tubes.
"Oh... My God. Jaska..." Aislin's voice choked, and she hovered near the far wall. Her heart thumped in her ears; being here scared the living shit out of her. When she looked at him, her mind continued flashing horrific images of the Beast, closing in for the kill. The end of her life, only inches away from being swiped out of existence with a razor claw.
She shuddered, feeling incredibly weak. But, gritting her teeth, she tiptoed to the edge of his bed. Slowly, carefully. Not to disturb the sleeping monster child, Aislin quietly placed her gift of flowers in an empty vase beside his bed, a card reading 'From the Pretty Lady' hidden among the petals. The moment her hand let go of the stems, she took quick steps back, keeping her eyes on Jaska the entire time. Jaska's door closed with a quiet click as she bolted into the hallway. She didn't stop until the hospital was far behind.
The dripping rain soaked her clothes after minutes of being outside. Undeterred and only a little cold, Aislin pushed her wet hair off her face as she slipped past the school's gates. Traveling on a bubble of earth for speed, Aislin tried retracing her steps to the caves. It took some time, but the cliff came into view once more, dark holes dotting its side.
Golden orbs flashed in the darkness, just as they did before. Aislin's fear spiked so great that she lost control of her power, tumbling headfirst into the mud. She roared in disgust, spitting grit from her mouth. Cursing her vivid imagination, she shakily rose to her feet. Mud caked half of her body, getting all in her hair. Feeling even shittier than before, Aislin wiped off as much as she could before she willed herself to wander back into the caves.
Going to the same place they saw the blue lady together, Aislin could still pick out dried blood on the ground. The broken stalagmite sat guilty at its center, and with a furious kick Aislin sent the stone sailing into the opposite wall. It didn't make her feel any better...
"Hellooo!" She yelled in vain, not believing for a moment the blue enigma would just appear from a greeting. With an exasperated sigh, Aislin scratched at the mud drying on her arm as she followed the tunnels deeper in, following the sounds of rushing water. If anything, maybe she'd find an underground spring to wash off in.
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
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"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
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I like a mystery. Hehe. >w>
And to verify, Sylvia and the twins ditched Aislin along with Nick?
And to verify, Sylvia and the twins ditched Aislin along with Nick?
Hehe, do eet.
@Allen: If Aislin wandered back into the caves for some reason, would she be able to find the blue lady?
@Allen: If Aislin wandered back into the caves for some reason, would she be able to find the blue lady?
Obsidian was a shining leader in technology and biochemical engineering. It was they who made massive developments in the international community, bringing ground-breaking technology to the world. They had strong ties with the American defense forces, outfitting the military with top-grade core manufacturing and weaponry. Obsidian was met with astounding success for years, but behind their big logos and sleek headquarters lay a sinister secret. Eventually it was their ultimate undoing.
You see, beneath their headquarters was a massive underground facility that never existed on any of the floor plans. It was here they housed their most advanced weaponry -- their top secret, most classified information. If you knew even a sliver of what happened underground, Obsidian had agents authorized to kill you. They called them Operatives, and their creation was mostly a curse. Humans erased from all legal records were screened, rigorously trained and pushed to the limits, then given the Quartz serum. After that, the subjects that survived were no longer considered human. Obsidian did with their Operatives as they sought fit, reveling in their ultimate weapons.
That didn't last long. Before Obsidian knew it, the Operatives rebelled and blew up HQ. The outside world saw this as a threat, however, and the Operatives' name was tarnished before they even had a say to defend themselves. The government ordered a manhunt of all bio-chemically enhanced super beings, labeling them as 'super terrorists' and 'a threat to humanity'.
So they went into hiding for a long time. Until, that is, someone threatened them just as Obsidian did. After only two short years, the Operatives were pulled into another conflict with no easy way out.
Operatives were once human, but using an injection called Quartz they have become something much more advanced. Quartz, developed by scientists working for Obsidian, not only enhances a person's speed, reflexes, stamina and mental capacity, but allows the subject to harness unique powers that humans have only dreamt of. The subjects are similar to the Superheroes portrayed in popular culture. However, they are far from heroes. The subjects, called Operatives, are essentially hired guns of extremely high caliber.
Now, now. I can't tell you that yet. When I can tell you is this individual has been salvaging the remains of Obsidian's HQ, enough so that he managed to reconstruct the kill switch remote Obsidian previously used to control the Operatives. (Each injection of Quartz had a microchip kill switch that could stop an Operative's heart at the push of a button.) This new threat plans to make it very known to the Operatives in hiding that he is their worst nightmare. Unless, of course, they cooperate.
Credit to Dmytra's original
Heh, so what do you think? If there's enough interest I'll place the OOC link below in a couple days. :)
Obsidian: Wyverns OOC
You see, beneath their headquarters was a massive underground facility that never existed on any of the floor plans. It was here they housed their most advanced weaponry -- their top secret, most classified information. If you knew even a sliver of what happened underground, Obsidian had agents authorized to kill you. They called them Operatives, and their creation was mostly a curse. Humans erased from all legal records were screened, rigorously trained and pushed to the limits, then given the Quartz serum. After that, the subjects that survived were no longer considered human. Obsidian did with their Operatives as they sought fit, reveling in their ultimate weapons.
That didn't last long. Before Obsidian knew it, the Operatives rebelled and blew up HQ. The outside world saw this as a threat, however, and the Operatives' name was tarnished before they even had a say to defend themselves. The government ordered a manhunt of all bio-chemically enhanced super beings, labeling them as 'super terrorists' and 'a threat to humanity'.
So they went into hiding for a long time. Until, that is, someone threatened them just as Obsidian did. After only two short years, the Operatives were pulled into another conflict with no easy way out.
Who Are Operatives?
Operatives were once human, but using an injection called Quartz they have become something much more advanced. Quartz, developed by scientists working for Obsidian, not only enhances a person's speed, reflexes, stamina and mental capacity, but allows the subject to harness unique powers that humans have only dreamt of. The subjects are similar to the Superheroes portrayed in popular culture. However, they are far from heroes. The subjects, called Operatives, are essentially hired guns of extremely high caliber.
What or Who is This New Threat?
Now, now. I can't tell you that yet. When I can tell you is this individual has been salvaging the remains of Obsidian's HQ, enough so that he managed to reconstruct the kill switch remote Obsidian previously used to control the Operatives. (Each injection of Quartz had a microchip kill switch that could stop an Operative's heart at the push of a button.) This new threat plans to make it very known to the Operatives in hiding that he is their worst nightmare. Unless, of course, they cooperate.
Credit to Dmytra's original
Heh, so what do you think? If there's enough interest I'll place the OOC link below in a couple days. :)
Obsidian: Wyverns OOC
Hehe, funny. XD
Waiting on Sync~!
Waiting on Sync~!
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I updated mine too~! :3
Awesome, now Xayler has the choice to divulge Sig's alternative motives or not, hehe. :3
Eh, it wasn't really a fight. You didn't miss anything. But I believe Thema is in need of some manly comforting. ;)
I think I fried my brain with all that collaborating, hahah. xD
It was such fun though.~
It was such fun though.~
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