Polyphemus

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I just want to give more of the team a chance to investigate before I go down in thst basement.

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Max cringed instinctively as they looked into the house. He wasn't sure what he expected, exactly. A yeti to arrive and punch his head off his shoulders. A net to fall from the ceiling. A Claymore mine. A magical fireball. None of these things occurred, however.

Curiosity began to override his caution, though. Here was something new, a gap in his knowledge. Without waiting to hear Azai's plan, he poked his head inside the house, breath fogging in the air. The entire place was in disarray, furniture knocked aside. Maybe there had been some sort of fight here? It didn't seem impossible. Or maybe a Summoning had gone wrong. That seemed possible. Many amateur magicians had gotten excited, reached beyond their grasp, brought something they weren't prepared for into this world. Often they paid the price. Max knew for a fact that at least three or four of the disasters reported by the press each year were a result of irresponsible and short-sighted Summonings. A pesticide leak in Hyderabad, a gas explosion in Norway, a sinkhole in Buenos Aires- hell, a snowstorm in Maine.

He pulled out his Thermos, poured himself a little coffee in the cup on the lid. The hot beverage was greatly welcome- even the interior of this insulated house was freezing. "Anyone else?" he said, offering the Thermos to his companions. He leaned lightly on the stairs, but was taken aback by the loud creaking. "Looks like the tenant was worried about someone sneaking up on them," he remarked. "Nightingale floors, like in the old samurai castles in Kyoto. No one can walk through undetected."

Max noticed the bricked-up basement door and frowned. "Something is down there," he announced. The taste of copper was thick in the air. "We'll have to bust this down, with a sledgehammer or something. We'll have to be careful though. Very, very careful." Max leaned in closer, hoping to see if there was any runes or Wards or anything to accompany the heavy wall, anything that might indicate what was down there.

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Yah but like, Coal wants at least one friend who doesn't have the potential to back stab and kill him. Thinking about it, there is no one like that in R&W.

@Witch Cat

In spite of their disagreements, Max would happily have him over for dinner.

It's like some families- they might bicker and argue, but at the end of the day they have one another's backs.

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It makes it a lot more interesting than everyone being all chummy.

Pacific Rim spin off?

@Polyphemus
Giant alien species. They are similar to the Kaiju but is is a stronger more resilient species. If I get some more interest I can post a long winded description, but I was just rattling off some ideas at first.

@unfallenangel

Neat. I'm on board, got an idea for a mech run by the South African government.

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The combat team is tearing itself apart jesus. Atlas is continuing his mission to spite everyone, Baron is talking to Cas, and Jaklo and Drake are fighting over a warm spot. I hope to god this rp doesn't end on the first mission

@AdobeFlash

Meanwhile, on the investigation team, Max is wearing a silly hat and sharing coffee with everyone.

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AND THEN A SKELETON JUMPED OUT

Pacific Rim spin off?

I'm a little confused- are we fighting kaiju like in the source material or a more conventional alien invasion (like flying saucers and that kind of thing)?

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^ How everyone sees Coal right now

@Witch Cat

In all seriousness, I hope I haven't come across as picking on you personally- just a clash between our character's personalities.

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The cold air was saturated with magic- a sort of coppery scent. Too close to the taste and smell of blood for Max' liking. Still shivering but sweating from effort beneath his heavy clothes, he continued to shoulder through the drift, numbed fingers clutching the metal shaft of the shovel. That is, until Coal tore past him with one of the most brazen displays of magic he had ever seen. The taste of copper increased in his mouth as Max gaped.

Now, anyone in the neighboring houses who happened to glance out the window knew magic existed. And more to the point, they had lost the advantage of surprise. Any magician could sense this flaunting of power, if one was waiting inside they would have ample time to prepare and fortify themselves. "Drat," Max muttered, the strongest curse he felt able to muster through his annoyance. With nothing else to lose, he began singing a song that seemed appropriate as he shoveled through the last few feet to the front porch. The rhythm made the final push that much easier.

"With cat-like tread, upon our prey we steal
In silence dread, our cautious way we feel.
No sound at all! We never speak a word.
A fly's foot-fall would be distinctly heard."

Finally, ice crusting on the ears of the foxy hat, Max managed to climb onto the porch with the others, despite being the first to set out. He wondered after Glory, hoping she hadn't gotten separated and lost in the storm. The girl wasn't familiar with snow, but unfortunately they just didn't have time to look for her. Out of breath, panting, Max listened to the others. He nodded at Lenya's comment. Something awful had happened here. Something that didn't belong in this world had arrived. Max folded the shovel, slipped it into one of his oversized pockets, drew his shofar instead. The horn might be his best weapon if he was confronted by something otherworldly.

Azai said he had a plan. He seemed a little too sure of himself, but Max conceded that he himself didn't have any ideas. "I'm listening," he said. "Just keep in mind, anyone in there must know we're here by now." He tried not to make that remark accusatory, but he couldn't help looking at Coal as he said it.

He quickly looked away, reaching up to brush snow off the foxy hat. His ears weren't even cold. Dang, that was actually a pretty good hat.