Pride
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Post by Pride on Dec 14, 2019 22:04:47 GMT -8
Pride closed his eyes and took a deep breath again. Letting his feelings stretch outward, following the gibbering advice of the chaos within his soul to try and trace the mental patch to where the place of fear and darkness was. If he could give directions, he would.
QI use 8/24
Force Sensitivity (UN-EVOLVED MUTATION): Your character is now sensitive to the flow of energy that makes up the universe. It can act as a danger sense, empathy check, or a guiding hand. The character must focus on the energy flow to gain any effects and the ability uses and gains UP normally.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Dec 14, 2019 22:09:55 GMT -8
Silver would enter the room with a heavy sigh. There was something off.
"Look, you can stop looking. I will answer your questions, boy."
The return of the voice form their minds, the mummy began to shake and hide once more. Midnight stared at Silver. Pride would find he could not track the location to the dry place right now.
Zola gripped Celia's arm, a little too tight as she shakily stepped between Celia and Silver. Visible fear on a Royal Guard.
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Pride
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Post by Pride on Dec 14, 2019 22:13:05 GMT -8
Pride would straighten, putting himself between Midnight, the Mummy and Silver. He glanced at Celia and Zola.
"Get behind me, I'll protect everyone if it comes to it."
His attention shifted back to Silver.
"Pride. Not Boy."
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Dec 14, 2019 22:16:10 GMT -8
Celia had been waiting patiently, surprised and on edge as the mummy hid, but Pride spoke to it as gently as one might a frightened child. She frowned slightly, looking to the dark-haired man but knowing not to interrupt now unless she wanted to break the reassurance that was forming.
She jumped as Zola reached out to touch her, turning to the man who spoke only to find her guard standing between them, visibly shaking and afraid. It left a cold knot in her stomach that sank like a rock and chilled her enough to shiver.
"You know your orders," she murmured to her guard. "Work with him if it is best." Meaning they knew the rules Zukunft played by, but this man who inspired such fear felt like a whole new level of danger. And as much as they had their pride, she'd prefer neither of the died for it.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Dec 14, 2019 22:31:19 GMT -8
Zola would move Celia to behind Pride, and she herself would stand a little off to the side of him and behind. Only slightly.
"Fine, Pride. You can call me Mister E."
He would run his hand through his hair. His eyes would drift to Midnight.
"Is the problem the unfinished experiment over there? Why are you bothering me? I'm retired."
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Pride
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Post by Pride on Dec 14, 2019 22:37:22 GMT -8
Pride's eyes narrowed at Mister E.
"You're stealing that man's body. Free him."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Dec 14, 2019 22:44:41 GMT -8
"No. I need him to communicate with you. This is what you get, take it or leave it."
Mister E would say.
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Dec 14, 2019 22:44:48 GMT -8
Celia was more than content to have an additional guard, looking between the three of them as Pride and Mister E spoke. She made note of the voice and name, planning to look into it later if needed.
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Pride
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Post by Pride on Dec 14, 2019 22:52:39 GMT -8
"Why is their connection strained like that? Why is he afraid? And why is he like me? That's what I want to know."
Pride took a step toward Silver, his voice rising. He was angry, he was confused, and THE NUMBERED LANDS WERE SO DAMN STUPID AND WEIRD!
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Post by Zack Asiv on Dec 14, 2019 23:04:42 GMT -8
"He was the last experiment I worked on before the final battle of the war. I had been removing an interesting power from a new source I had never thought of before and was binding it to him using my own abilities. However my facility came under attack in the middle of it and it ended up only partially bound. I forced it to exist, I am the first thing it consciously knew, my power made it exist and it could destroy it just as easily... Maybe it knows that and that is why it's afraid. I have no interest in it anymore."
Mister E would then look at Pride.
"Like you? What are you then? I'm not exactly in the know when it comes to multiple generations of these experiments."
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Post by Pride on Dec 14, 2019 23:08:32 GMT -8
"Not an experiment. I was chosen. But fine, you have no interest in them, but I do. Help me help them. The war is over and they have no life of their own. I want them to be whole. And unable to be taken like... this."
He motioned to Silver.
"Help me help them, and no one will have reason to bother you again."
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Dec 14, 2019 23:19:37 GMT -8
Celia tried to process what was happening. Someone was using the man's body? It made them dangerous, like the stories said. She shuddered at the thought, feeling Pride's frustration and passion with every question while the person known as Mr. E spoke with factual statements, as if what was happening was nothing and Pride was only interesting as a a fussy child was when trying to get attention. The way he spoke of removing power from an unexpected source. She glanced at the frightened mummy, feeling the cold wash over her again at the lack of interest. Partially bound and left that way. It was cruel.
"If there is a way to help them, please tell us," she agreed, recalling the words Project Judgement threw like weapons in the Gala. "Leaving them like this is cruel. If you have no interest in them anymore, at least give them that."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Dec 15, 2019 9:04:27 GMT -8
Mister E would look at Celia through Silvers eyes a small smirk crossing his face.
"Coming from the Riddel family that wounds me deeply. Well, we have an issue it seems. I have no interest in finishing that job, nor do I have permission to... What to do."
He would tap Silvers chin with a finger as he waited.
"Ah, I'll give the knowledge of the exact location of the facility to Project Cleaver here, and you can infiltrate the lab to finish the job yourselves. I'm sure the equipment should be functional enough to at least do that."
Mister E offered a solution he found amicable to both parties.
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Post by Pride on Dec 15, 2019 9:28:07 GMT -8
"Project Cleaver?"
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Dec 15, 2019 10:29:01 GMT -8
"What exactly do the Riddels have to do with it?" Celia's voice half an octave with the question, displeased with that more than the fact that whatever Project was unfinished had the horrific code name of Cleaver.
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