Ghent who had been minding his, his, and her own business, begins screaming, Thursday morning, such that he, he, and she passes out, nearly overwhelmed by an electromagnetic fusion based power amplification linked to a neuronic magic.
Victor, perceiving the screaming as of course only he would, does the only logical thing in his opinion: Contacts a battalion of guards and informs them of a "mass murder."
Fenton, one of the more apt to respond guards quickly takes sector seven's battalion of guards to investigate the "crime scene" in case the murderer should still be about, and be the kind that needs more than mere detectives to defeat.
Naknuk, Lia, and Victor all perceive a drastic high wind sweeping through the city to the Southeast.
Naknuk attempts a bit of divination in his own right, first to find out whether a wall of gum could stave off the wind, and secondly after that attempt failed, whether it would be of more prudence to follow the wind, or find its source.
Mercutio is busy in his lab as the wind strikes up, and suddenly the compound he's attempting to create becomes unstable far greater than his calculations would have allowed for, and his experiment blows up, in his face, near literally, stunning him and dropping him to the floor, in a bloody lab-coated heap, smearing his windows with a blue crystalline sap that is slowly hardening.
Ghent is slowly drawing his, his, and herself back together, waking up one dispersed entity at a time. The guards at the scene, find this mildly disturbing, and are unable to make much sense of the screaming, though they trust Victor's judgement, and are legally obliged to perform customary rudimentary investigation to ascertain that there is no threat to the populace about, they are relatively unprepared and underpaid for dealing with Ghent Ghent and Ghent. Also, their stammering mentioning a Victor Stonewell(?) as the cause for the investigation of the screaming perplexes Ghent to a great degree, what does a music teacher know of mass murder screamings or multiple homicides?
Naknuk finds himself nearly unable to proceed towards his intended destination, his own willpower failing him, barely makes it to Mercutio's place and witnessed the dark blue sap and scratches in the windows, as well as the blood visible from outside, after ringing the clockwork doorbell(or whatever it was) Mercutio takes a while, but answers eventually, clad with extra towel-age about his head and face. This leads to the exchange:
(Mercutio and Naknuk could fill you in, as this omnipresent observer was... not present for the exchange.)
Shortly afterwards, a musical air overcomes the city, and everyone begins dancing slightly, it's a rather perfect rhythm something along the lines of... "pissing the day away... pissing the day away..." without the lyrics, so really, just some spoons tapping giving everyone the need to dance.
Lia takes absolute offense to being made to add a little wiggle to her steps, and takes out after the source of the disturbance, as does the rest of the cast, but hers is the more mentionable desire to hunt, as it involved some bloodcurdling hatred.
As the group finally wends its way together, and is able to confront the spoony bard, and the accompanying aphroditic... uh, priest. We find ourselves about here in the time stream... a threat reduced Elan the Spoony Bard's songplay to nothing for the nonce, and a brief interlude with Naknuk and the aphroditic priest allowed the party some knowledge of a great event to the Northwest...
Monday, May 5, 2008
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