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~Chrono Asylum: Devil's Plague

He has to be. A.M.R.O is the last place to be complacent.

~Chrono Asylum: Devil's Plague

Olivia

Olivia never liked the Fish Tanks. They were small and cramped and gave her a feeling a claustrophobia. Not to mention the fact that she had to give up control to someone else. Needless to say, she fought tooth and nail when they tried to get her to go into the tank. But they managed it, and here she was, waking up in a small pod with a respirator keeping her away from drowning. Oooh, she was going to put whoever it was that injected her with one of those fast acting sedatives into one of these tanks if she ever found them. She snorted as much as she could in the tank, maybe she already had. She had definitely heard a satisfying crunch before they had to cheat to get her in.

The fact that she was thinking these thoughts alerted her to the fact that the tanks were about to be emptied. Sure enough, the machine was humming as the water sluiced out of it. The flash of anger as she woke up was good to clear out her mind from the natural sedation of the pod, but it wasn't fast enough. As the liquid drained from the tank, Olivia raised her hands out of the water and used the moisture from the water to write a sigil on the glass. Once she activated it, the familiar, electrifying feeling of pain washed over her while the tank continued to empty. As the last vestiges of whatever that green fluid was drained away, the pain stopped, and Olivia's mind buzzed with clarity. Now, it was her that was in control.

At least, that was until the door hissed open and she stumbled out of the pod, falling to her hands and knees.

Lawrence

Well that was a disaster Lawrence frowned as consciousness returned to him. The Fish Tank he floated in thrummed with vibration as it emptied. Retrieving this asset had proved far more difficult than it had originally seemed. Not to mention their last minute battle with Ouroboros. But when was that? After they arrived back on Innocence, they were put into the Fish Tanks immediately. Time was never easy to gauge after waking up, but he had a way. It wasn't completely accurate, but it gave him a general time frame.

Lawrence curled his hands into fists. Nothing felt any different, so it must not have been that- no wait! There! There was a weakness in his grip. It wasn't pronounced, so three, maybe four weeks in the tank. While electostimulation helped in preventing major muscle atrophy, there was still always some atrophy from the lack of movement. Oh well, it couldn't be helped. As the door opened, Lawrence braced himself and walked out of the tank. Looking around the room, Lawrence noticed that all of the Asylums that were at Ouroboros were just leaving their tanks as well.

A month in the tank. Lawrence frowned as he grabbed the clothes laid out for him and Olivia, and handed Olivia's set to her. He was sure that he hadn't been that injured when he returned, so why was he and all the other Asylums being released at the same time? He retrieved his Rubik's cube and worked on the puzzle. Lawrence never trusted A.M.R.O.. Why would anyone put trust in an organization that created weapons like Asylums?

"A minute hasn't even passed and already you're fiddling with those stupid things." Olivia approached Lawrence with a frown.

Lawrence smiled, his hands still moving over the cube. "I'm trying to figure something out, like why everybody in our group was in the tanks for at least a month."

"A month?" Olivia set her jaw, her eyes flashed fiercely. She crossed her arms and glared at the machines as if she wanted to set the things on fire with just her glare.

"A month, Lawrence replied. "And it looks like we've got one of the two walking disasters coming our way," he added as he nodded towards Rena as she made her way towards the gathered Asylums.

"Mmhm." Olivia continued to stare a the Fish Tank. Lawrence shrugged. It seemed like both of them had something to think about. He approached the gathered Asylums, still solving, shuffling and resolving the cube in his hands.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leith Calder

"I think you'd have to be crazy to not be excited," Leith answered E'nasha's question with a smile. "Or a resident, I guess," he added thoughtfully. It felt strange to be going to Shimmerstone. Even though the college and all their inhabitants were welcome at the capitol city, they still had students that either had a taboo Blood, or was a vampire, or... Leith glanced at his hand, tainted demonically. Hopefully they didn't run into anyone that held the values of Eania as close to their hearts as some people he had the pleasure of meeting.

He shook his head of dark thoughts and made sure his had was covered by his cloak, now sporting another patch. Satisfied, he turned to Ssarak's question. "I don't know, really. Maybe we could see what they have for entertainment here, or find some food." He glanced at Helena, the corner of his mouth tugged into a smile. "Play some games." He decided to learn how to fight better than he could about three months back and sought out Althalus. Turns out the man had been training some of the other fellow students, and now he had a test in mind for their time in Shimmerstone, and it's turned into something of a game. One that he intended to win.

Leith glanced over at Henri. The man had the unfortunate luck to be seated next to Lyn, Althalus and Alaira, and because he was an unknown, that immediately made them protective of the hybrid, and while not necessarily hostile towards Henri, definitely quite heated towards him. Leith chuckled to himself before turning to E'nasha. with a smile. "So where's your shadow?"

~Chrono Asylum: Devil's Plague

Information Gathering/Interrogation should be on there, I think.

~Chrono Asylum: Devil's Plague

Workin on it

Torn Across the Rift

W00T

Torn Across the Rift

I'm still around

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Darius Jura

"And if she were to fall unconscious again, who would carry her? The elf?" Darius spoke up from behind the guards. He had heard the call for help while he was patrolling the college grounds after he had figured out what his axe could do and had changed into his guardsman armor, and watched as the two guardsmen ran from their posts to help Aramir and the newcomer. He had approached them silently using his magic to silence his footfalls in the snow. "Why did the elf have to call out for help if you two were supposed to be watching the gates, hmmm?" He glared between the two guards for a moment before jerking his thumb towards the gates.

"Get back to your posts, and this time pay attention." While he wasn't as high of a rank as he was back in Yarosmere, Darius had been able to climb a up a few since he had started out as a guard, and it always felt nice to give out orders.

Darius stared at the newcomer with his hand resting lightly on his new axe as he determined whether or not she was a threat. She had taken a swipe at Aramir, but that had been after falling unconscious. Dangerous or not, the woman had passed out near college grounds and therefore needed to go the the infirmary. He would have to keep an eye on her. He glanced at Aramir before he turning back at the other woman. He nodded his head towards the college. "Come, you need to go to the infirmary." He said curtly to the woman.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leith Calder

Leith flinched when he was poked with a flower. His head jerked to the side as he searched, wide eyed, for whoever had done that. He didn't have to look that long as the person who had poked him was standing beside him. It was Lucilia. Leith chuckled at his reaction and pulled himself to his feet. He must have been sitting longer than he had thought. Oh well, it allowed him to give Lucilia the letter and the report.

His face fell for a second as Lucilia asked what was wrong, but he changed it to a small smile. "Oh, it's nothing really," He waved his hand dismissively. "Just de-stressing from the mission. Oh! It was a success, I think we made a good impression with Lord Carmine. He gave us a journal with information on the other Barons of Djarkel." Leith handed both the book and the letter to Lucilia.

"Baron Praxis received his gift and gave us this letter to return to you. There was an attempt made to steal the box that we stopped, but one of the people that were hired to do it burst into flames due to a rune. It burned down the warehouse we faced them in." Leith finished and handed the report to Lucilia.

"There are more details in the report, but that is the gist of it."

Leith looked back at spot on the floor where he had been sitting and sighed. "I wasn't expecting a fight for my life during a diplomacy mission, and I guess it kinda weighed on me." He looked back at Lucilia as he told her his half-truth. He smiled widely as a thought occurred to him.

"Tyrael approached us to tell us that you were busy. He was covered in these flowers that just wouldn't stop growing. You didn't have anything to do with that, did you? I won't tell. I promise" Leith smiled conspiratorially and crossed his heart with his right hand. He frowned for a second as he realized which hand he had used, but he was quick to return to smiling.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leith Calder

Leith smiled as Lyn turned scarlet due to his teasing. Success! Henri joined in on the teasing, with a bit of flirting, which made Leith chuckle. He was pretty sure that Lyn hadn't been flirted with much. There may have been some attempts made by some of the delivery people, but Althalus had always been quick to dissuade them. More than once, Leith had seen some of the workers in a hurry to finish their job with a haunted look on their faces after said attempts. It would definitely be amusing to see how Althalus react to Henri. Especially since it seemed that Lyn had become taken with him.

He did catch Henri's look of surprise at Lyn's reveal of her age, but he was quick conceal his surprise and look. He smiled at Lyn's comment.

"And how could I ever forget that, hmmm? A Naga-human child is kinda hard to forget. Not to mention that I put a lot of thought into that gift I gave you when you were this high." Leith held his hand out to his hip to indicate Lyn's height at the time.

At the arrival of Tyrael, Leith had to stifle a laugh. The Demonmancer was covered in some sort of flowers that gave off a powerful aroma. Luckily, the flowers smelled strong enough to hid the giggles under the guise of covering his nose. He listened to the instructions from the teacher and nodded. He turned to Ssarak.

"It seems that you'll get to be near that fire sooner than we thought. I can go drop off the report and the letter and you can all go relax." He smiled at Ssarak. "And maybe be able to spend time as the happy couple that people have been talking about"

With that said, Leith gathered what was needed, and made his way towards the college entrance. Waving to the group as he left. He walked the corridors for a few minutes until he was halfway to Lucilia's office before leaning against the wall and sliding down until he was sitting.

For only so long could he keep up the smiles. The mission had partially been a disaster. They ended up burning down a warehouse, he had used too much magic and had blood sickness. He couldn't follow Ssarak's order and keep Lyn safe. So much went wrong and he felt that he was at fault for a lot of it. So for a few minutes, Leith sat against the wall and let the cold of the stone seep into him.