Fallenreaper

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Lidda

Lidda noted the man seemed paranoid by her while he watched her carry out her task. However it could’ve been because of what she just did or her appearance, not that she could really tell. When the checkup ended the man said his good byes before he decided to leave, obviously uncomfortable about being contacted by a Golem. She could understand and was guilty of herself when she first arrived, namely because most people within Eania believed it was evil to jerk a soul and trap it within a state of unnaturalness made from any material. Though in time she had gain a different view with her talks with Uicle and came to respect the magic just as much as she did her own.

The thought of her own suddenly made the woman realize what time it was. The day was getting along and soon her classes needed to their teacher, the fact she was still here didn’t help. After the man left, she decided it was time for her to go too. Her head turned back to Aruna, her lips transformed into a smile. “Aruna, stay out of trouble and no more running into rakes!”

To Sam, she said her goodbyes before she headed out the door. Her body shifted to one just to keep from running head long in the newest arrival, a red haired student, who entered the medical wing. Lidda noticed she looked slightly dead on her feet, Sam’s concerned form approached her. Lidda managed to catch Sam’s last words to the new patient, just as she vanished down the hall and headed to her classes.

“What’s the matter and how can I help you, Ms…?”

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Working on a short post for Lidda and Sam for Mei. :p

Apocalyptica

Free Faller said
I always miss out on the fun stuff. You could have waited...

What fun is that?

The Library

Alphakoka said
Too bad I didn't change the skill so that the ghost would communicate....or curse...

Then Vignar likely won't last very long...she'd find a way to punch his lights out after the mission if you did.... :P

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Alphakoka said
Warrior Call's boost last for 3 turns after Vignar used it, excluding the post he used it in.Now, see as Vignar's attempt to dabble in Necromacy call upon Octal.

And watch Emily grow white as a sheet when he does...

Stargate - Alliances

Sep said
You'll get one.

You agreed way...way too easily.

Stargate - Alliances

Again, as in Tempest, we need also need a campfire moment with at least the ground crew. I can just see Kayle trying to get the others gather around and share Tau'ri stories as they all huddle close from the howls in the darkness. :p

Stargate - Alliances

Kayle Zaken and Cody Brown: Fallenreaper & Ciphra

Kayle smiled when the man touched the pad and switched the page to the next, her eyes broke contact with it. “Thank you and I’m sorry for interrupting you, I thought I would get a quick bite before I’m due at the gate.”

She shifted to the side seat, then proceeded to sit down while she moved the pad where it wouldn’t risk getting messy. The woman had began to unfold her napkin while her other hand grabbed a pita only to stop when her radio buzzed. She recognized the voice instantly as Sgt. Harriman, mentally realizing this meant she would have to put her meal on hold. Her hand placed down the fork then pressed the button to hear the voice come over her radio.

“Lieutenant Zaken, this is Sergeant Harriman. The Tok’ra and Jaffa envoys have just arrived through the gate and are now in the gateroom. General Landry requests that you come and escort them to their quarters until they are ready to be briefed.”

Kay sighed then replied. “Copy, I’ll be there shortly. Over and out.”

When the radio went silent, she then placed her spoon back to it’s original spot. Looks like eating was out of the question now, the woman thought bitterly and reached to shut off her datapad before she placed it into her belt. She picked up the tray to dispose of it on her way out.

“Sorry looks like I’m going to have to run, duty calls and maybe I’ll see you two on the ship.”

Then Kay left.

Cody looked upon the Zat weapon. The number of times he could’ve used one of these in North Korea...or a number of his missions. Why can’t they just semi disclose this stuff so at least the CIA can have some of the fun toys? The missions would become so effortless with some of the technology the Star Gate program has uncovered over the years, but what could he do about it? Besides...He wouldn’t have a job if that were the case.

He took the Zat and placed it into his other cargo pocket on his left leg, then looked up again towards Mr. Williams. “I’ll go find her immediately.” He turned and walked out the door. He was a pretty direct and to the point kind of guy when it came to his work, though his social life you might not be able to guess that all the time.

He used the elevator to get to the base quarters to try and find her, but then the alarm went off and it turned out to be the alien group set to arrive. So instead that is where he would head. Perhaps he would grab some Jello from the lunch room first though...Hm...Only if it was the blue Jello this time though, or perhaps the red. He was about to enter when he saw Kayle putting her tray up and he chuckled mentally to himself. This day just got easier and that was a nice change from the normal pace of his missions.As she left he walked up to her and just walked beside her. “So...Where you headed, misss…?” He was trying to get her name out of her, but of course he already knew it. Of course that was an advantage she did not possess over him, but it was but a small advantage for him.

“Second Lieutenant Zaken, and currently reporting to the Star Gate. Our guests have arrived and I’m heading there now. So if you will excuse me.” Kay said in a polite voice as she shifted to move past him, her mind more on her task at the moment. That’s when he moved again, once more blocked her way. It slightly irked her to have to deal with this now. Namely since he kept her from both task and filling her curiosity, a serious offense in Kay’s mind.

At the third time, her face turned into his and then spoke. “Unless you intend to stop me from following my orders, I advise you to let me through. What is it that you want so badly?”

Cody gave a delighted smile. “Well since you asked, some friendly conversation would be a nice start. Since you’re headed to the gate room how about we take a stroll together miss Zaken?” He made a 180 on the spot side stepped and waited to walk with her. He wanted to test her patience, and perhaps a little more if the opportunity presented itself. She was definitely an interesting individual, and then there was the fact that she was Israeli, and definitely had the accent to prove it. Oh that accent brought back some good memories. While he had a fake smile on his face for the lady he had a genuine one on the inside at the memories.

“Fine, if it will at least allow me to get to where I’m going.” She said trying to keep her tone under control. Her patience won’t have been worn so badly if something she enjoyed and the chance to see what she had been studying and understanding wasn’t just waiting at the Gate for her. She placed her hands behind her back in habit while she stepped forward and headed into the direction of the Star Gate. Her pace was fast set but steady, allowing the man to keep up easily unless he slacked. Then he would be left in her dust.

“Since you’re the one that approached me, start us off.” Her smile never reached her face, unlike within the cafeteria.

Cody walked beside her with ease and made a random noise while thinking for a moment. “So. Israeli accent, Jewish necklace. What part are you from though? It’s been a year and a half since I was in Israel last. Of course I had to leave only a few days after I got there...but the trip before that two years ago was a lot longer! I even got a nice tan while I was there, and a few scars, but overall it was nice.” He wondered a lot about her. He’d worked with a few Mossad operatives before, so was she like them? Of course that wouldn’t be a bad thing...especially if she was like the other girl he worked with, but who knew. Maybe she was one of those dull ones that lose their soul to the job. Only time would tell.

“Ba’ar Sheva, near the ruins was where I grew up. It’s been four years since I’ve been home and I hope, after I’ve done my duty onboard the Langford and seen most of the Gates reconnected, I can return home. Though I doubt that will satisfy my longing to learn about the many races which roam the several worlds out there.” Kay answered truthfully for she wasn’t completely sure herself. Her body shifted easily to avoid some of the personnel shifting to their stations, either to go about daily tasks or because of their new arrivals.

Her mind lingered on the fact he was now asking about her homeland, but that couldn’t have been a strong enough reason to stop her. Few people would’ve went through the hassle or point to continue blocking her, risking her retaliation, when they knew she had a task to attend to. “What is the real reason you kept blocking me, Mr…?”

Cody found it interesting that her interest seemed genuine. Someone in their line of work that could still have such interest in something else so...peaceful, without being completely paranoid about the situation. “Hm...Well technically I guess I’m back to being First Lieutenant Brown...Though last couple years it was just Cody.” He shrugged. “I suppose I have to get used to that again...But anyway I just thought I should make some friends you know?” This of course was only a partial truth.

Now Kay felt like a dog’s...or was it a mule’s ass, Kay found herself unable to remember the correct word as she didn’t often use that particular slang in normal cases. Either way she now had too late realized her mistake at speaking so casually at the man beside her and fact she could’ve been in deep trouble for sassing a superior officer. Inwardly she cursed in Arabic before she finally calmed herself down, at least enough to answer the man.

“My apologies Lieutenant Brown, I should’ve recognized you as my superior. It will not happen again.” Kay replied in earnestly as she continued steadily down the hallway, each step brought her closer to the Gate and likely to the end of this horrible moment. Cody as he called himself, seemed to treat the demotion, at least she assumed it was that, as something rather inconvenient for him. She found that odd and wondered if there was reason behind it but knew better then make her curiosity known.
“I find making friends helpful in most cases, though usually my nose is stick in my pad over data I’ve been reading several times over in the last few months.” She added.

Cody chuckled. “You have nothing to apologize for Lieutenant. I try and avoid the formalities as much as possible. Perhaps we could talk some more after we greet our guests?” He asked as they rounded the last corner and an airmen slid his card to open the door to the gate room for them. He liked this girl. Some what anyway. He definitely wouldn’t mind working with her, and would like to get to know her better. Maybe this voyage wouldn’t be so bad after all.

“Very well, Sir, but you know protocols are there for something other than looks.” Kay made her point while they arrived at their destination. Before they completely went through she then returned the kind gesture when he gave her his name. “Call me Kay, off duty is preferable.”

Finally they moved through the doorway just moments before their guests arrived.

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Alright, added the bit on Alpha and left how Quartz and Nathair's making their way through the crowd as a vague which should work. (Namely since I didn't clarify how Nathair was using Quartz to move people.)

Also, made Em post!!!!

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Free Billy

Nathair &Quartz

Nathair had managed to make their way through the crowd, quickly as he could. He was rather tensed and aggravated to have so many people pushed into him. Uncomfortable memories started to creep into his head but Quartz’s voice help shut them, namely before Nathair did something unnecessary. They were making lead way and almost half the way to Arlette, the Holder forced his way past the shifting sea of bodies. Quartz had only bitten one so far, a stubborn man who refused to moved and quickly learned otherwise. It was an experience which allowed Nathair to move slightly easier while others avoided the pair thankfully.

However before they met up with Arlette, Remia had already started to make her way to them as well. Quartz was instantly confused. His head turned to Nathair as if seeking an answer or determining that the boy and him were in sync with each other’s thoughts: That Mime didn’t deliver the message. They witnessed the Rook shifted easily towards their target, far faster then the pair had accomplished, while the crowds seemed unable to bother her. Nathair felt a slight pang of envied at the sight. He always admired the Rooks and even Bishops for their unique talents to use their Spirit’s stronger trait as if they were their own. Unlike him, an average man, they could easily be counted on when it came to stealth or their own strength which was a bitter reality for him. Quartz was his only defense and despite the serpent’s reassurances, Nathair had a hard time swallowing he was something other than a burden.

Immediately upon seeing Remia catch up to Arlette, Nathair and Quartz had ceased their push against the crowd. It was pointless because the Rook had the girl, now able to escort her and Mime back to the stage. Sadly, it seemed Mime didn’t want that. His mental voice leapt into Quartz’s mind with a very serious message which could cause trouble for the Rook, namely since Arlette would be completely oblivious to what the spirit intended to do.

~Oooh, we're famous, Mime chuckled to the mental link connecting the 4 spirits, unheard by their holders. But, we're probably the safest right now, sooo, I'd like to keep it that way. Get it? I'd fake knowing you if I have to~

“Mime, what good do you think will be completed over there? We do have a job and what do you think might happen to Arlette if it doesn’t get done?” Quartz might’ve sounded mean but in truth, it was mere reasoning on his part. What was the point to have Holders around if they didn’t complete their task after all? Finally he added on as an afterthought. “And I would appreciate it if you would just deliver my message then we can likely keep both Nathair and Arlette safe. Or at least have a greater chance to do that!”

Quartz then turned to Nathair to make a note for the future. “Remind me to get Telepathy so we never need to fall into this situation again, please?”

“Agreed. “ Nathair said as he felt himself shoved, the crowd started to close into his space again forcing him towards the back.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

Emily

Emily was surprised to see her arrow hasten so quickly from her bow as if it was spurred on by some unseen force. This couldn’t be her own strength, the woman knew her own limits since after the Mother of the Dunes mission, her eyes had caught Vignar wince then lips suddenly move. She couldn’t make out the words but Emily knew something was said before she let her arrow fly. During her attempt to notch another arrow, her feet planted, she shifted a brief glance at him with a questioning eyebrow to see if he was the one responsible for the boost. There wasn’t much time to receive an answer when sand scattered near her feet causing her to recoil back and cease her arrow’s forming.

Her bow forgotten, Emily stumbled and fell when a chain nearly wrapped about her ankle. Immediately her body scrambled back, the chain missing entangling her by seconds. Sand scratched and ripped at her flesh, making it sting slightly, while she rushed to get away from. Her head darted to Vignar, Fran, and then Diane to see if the others were having similar difficulty. Vignar’s and Fran’s situation seemed to just like herself but Diane’s was slightly different. Instead of chains, the sand seemed to soften at the woman’s feet! Emily’s first thoughts came to two options. It could’ve been a rouge sand drake or quicksand, neither one good for the Holder and both just as dangerous in their own right.

“Vignar, can you help out Diane?” Emily shouted to the man, a vain hope he would be able to get to Diane quicker than when herself. After all, picking oneself up wasn’t easy or quick.

When she finally got to her feet, Emily felt the surge of energy rush through her body just when Diane began singing. The chain swept at her legs and she jumped back, barely to manage to keep herself from falling down again. She readied another arrow then fired it. This time aimed a little higher towards the shoulder, still clear of the head. However after the arrow was unnotched, she failed to see the chain edged towards her unguarded shin.