[Day: Sunday, Oct. 14th. Time: 3:00 p.m.] [In accordance with A New Plan, to stop Darcy O'Riley's evil not-so-mastermind plot (which Togo or someone will be happy to reiterate with you, I'm sure), you're all aboard a ferry headed towards Ireland. Sucks to be Herman; he got sea sick and has spent the last fifteen minutes in the bathroom.] [But the rest of you are on the ferry! Also there are a few other passangers. And I mean a few; not many people are eager to go to Ireland these days. But the ones that are have happily brought their cars and/or horses on the ferry with them. It's one of those two-decker things, with the animals ant automobiles mostly on the lower deck.] [The sky's cloudy and drizzling, and the water's a bit bumpy, and it's windy, but otherwise everythin's fine.] [Session Start] * Ashley is on the deck near the railing, looking out over the water. Today, he's dressed in smart-looking mahogany blazer with cream-colored cravat and slacks, and his hair is tied back with a gemmed clip against the wind. * Alys has her hair up in the same style she kept trying to put in Xuan's hair when their bodies were switched and seems to enjoy leaning over the railing on the lower deck precariously and watching the ocean. It's a natural screensaver! * Togo is similarly looking out over the railing, dressed as he usually is in his dark copper-brown trenchcoat. "S'been a while since I've been on the water... forgot how odd rough seas look with these glasses." * Lukas is avoiding using his computer at the moment. Maybe he's just not keen on electrocution. He's holding Ten and sitting somewhere. * Ten is held by Lukas and todays outfit is very... green. Green silk underskirts, a heavy green felt dress with a celtic knot pattern etched into it, green hair, and four leaf clover styled wings. * Ashley leans against a pole and is quiet, for once. Ashley, I mentioned that the demon guarding the vault might be that wind chick you know, right? * Khalil walks out on the deck, his coat pulled tight around him with his hands in his pockets, all huddled up. It seems he doesn't care for the sea air much. He doesn't seem to be looking anywhere in particular as he strolls the deck. * Ashley blinks. "Which wind girl is this? Look, I've known a lot of women. You're really going to have to narrow it down." The one at Himmel's lab? That I took a shot at? I believe he means the only one we have actually met. * Khalil gives Togo a curt nod and turns to Ashley before shaking his head and shivering slightly. "I do not like the cold." * Ashley blinks again. "Lix? Jesus, Togo, you know how to pick 'em. Are you quite aware she's Beelzebub's daughter?" * Khalil turns towards Togo. "What is this vault for again?" ... yeah, that's probably a bad omen for our odds in a fight. *rubs neck* We better hope the guard is that other demon woman... Victoria Taltos, I think the name was. Research back home couldn't find anything on her. (ha ha ha ha can we just fight Satan himself plz) [A man makes his way up on deck. He has an Asian appearance, looking to be in his late thirties. He's got brown, somewhat unkempt hair and round-rimmed glasses, and is wearing a brown overcoat and brown slacks. He looks around a bit and does a double-take when his eyes fall on Lukas, then he starts making his way over.] * Togo turns to Khalil. "Vault has both the Rosetta stone and the Blood Orb. Orb is what makes Darcy or any other vampire that holds it pretty much invincible. Rosetta stone apparently figures in some sorta demonic 'block out the sun' plot. Needless to say, we want both." * Ashley yawns and turns back to the sea. "Bloody boring. You'd think someone would come up with something different one of these centuries." Not until someone actually succeeds. Blocking out the sun is a silly idea. We'd have no plants, and then we'd have no humans, and then the vampires would starve, right? I am certain if someone ever succeeded in one of these plots, they would find out how trully boring it is and walk away. [And the guy gets there. He leans next to Lukas. "I say..."] * Lukas glances to the man, coming out of a seeming reverie. "Yeah, you do." [He points to Ten. "Is that doll yours?"] The idea was that the demons backing Darcy are the real force behind the plan. Lord only knows why they want it... * Lukas pauses a second before saying, "Yes she is." ...because blocking out the sun would kill all the plants and then we'd have no humans? Because they're bloody contrary. They're bloody demons! James Bond had better villains! * Lukas smirks a little. "I'm not sure who else's she'd be." [He lifts his glasses slightly. "Marvelous work. Where did you get it?"] (James Bond also had better girls.) (Damn straight.) * Togo nods at Khalil and Ashley. "Both good points." * Ten is inanimate like yeah. It's not like being a demon endows one with a great imagination or much innate talent. * Lukas gestuers down at her. "Mainly a custom deal. Friends and such of the more discerning types handled the outer detail, and the clothes are just a little vice. You know." I could be an awesome demon. Are there book demons? What I really wanna know is where Asahara figures into all this... they've always been pretty territorial on the whole apocalypse thing. * Alys blinks. "Have I asked you that before? Well, I forgot the answer anyway." * Khalil just stares at Alys wordlessly. I don't know much about demons. They tend to not truck with us often. ["I see..." He straightens. "What friends are these? Could I contact them? I'm interested in having a similar doll."] (And Lukas meets a fetishist.) (Yep.) * Alys does not see Khalil staring, because she's too busy being mesmerized by the ocean. It's oceany. * Lukas chuckles a little and shakes his head. "I'm afraid she's a one-of-a-kind. If you'd like, I could make some inquiries...?" (WD? You are not going to make an icon of Ten with the text of "I am somebodies fetish." >_>) [He nods. "I'd like that very much indeed, Mr...?"] (Ooh! I'm not?) (So who gets to sing "My Heart Will Go On" for Alys?) (You arn't.) (Do I get to sleep with her if I do it?) ( Khalil Dion? ) (...no.) (I'll do it if there's tail involved.) ( Khalil's got a tail. He'll let you borrow it. ) (You're also not getting any of my tail, Ashley.) (Aww. Are you sure I don't get to sleep with anybody?) (Alys would not mind At All.) (Hooray! We can make this work.) (Except for the part where I never call.) (I didn't say anything about sleeping with her. Just said you're not getting any of my tail.) * Togo frowns. "... I don't suppose you know Lix in a way that might make her hesitant to slaughter you and your friends?" If he did, he would not be yelling at you about her connections. * Ashley shakes his head. "Much as a ride on that luscious train might be exciting, it's usually painful and potentially fatal. Like I said, not much truck with demons. I only know her because she's big muckamuck." (Oh. By the way, this marks the first occasion that Ashley wouldn't hit something. We need to celebrate with alcohol.) ...thank you, Ashley. You are colourful as always. (Someone or something?) (Yes.) * Togo nods. "So the fact that she's involved with this means that this whole thing has some pretty high-level backing down under." 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8) and gets a natural 8 for a result of 8. Not a bad guess. That or she's bored to tears - mortals basically corrupt themselves these days, you know? You are one to speak of corruption? ( /methinks Lukas died. ) Well, not having an immortal soul makes the whole issue academic. (...) (I missed it in the mass of OOC.) ( orz ) * Togo tilts his head. "No soul? Howzat work?" I suppose it does at that. Although moral issues seem more a personal affair. * Lukas replies, "Williams." ["Mr. Williams, hm?" he holds out his hand. "I'm Daisuke Sagara."] * Ashley rolls his eyes. "Fae coalesce around ideas and concepts. When we've aggregated enough stuff, we're 'born'." He makes finger quotes in the air. * Lukas holds out one hand as well, the other still holding Ten. "Mr. Sagara, then? A pure collector?" So what's your idea? [He nods, shaking. "Yes, that's right. Do you have a way for me to contact you, Mr. Williams?"] I'd love to say it was getting laid or gambling or hard drugs... but turns out to be Dreams. As mundane as that might sound. * Lukas smirks faintly. "Well, of course, but isn't it more important I contact you, being the go between?" Eh, s'not so bad. Comes with useful powers, at least. *pauses* That'd make you pretty old, right? ...I suppose that means most dreams are about *clears his throat* 'getting laid'? * Ashley grins. "Then and now, pretty much." Interesting. I believe there was a psychological school of thought based on that. [He nods. "Of course." He gives Lukas a phone number.] As for then... my first memory comes right after coalescing, in what was then the year 1463. But I was probably "alive" for a few hundred years before that, even. That's pretty... wow. ["Please, do call me as soon as you can about the matter. Tell your friends, money is no object."] You are really very old. Yet you're still pretty. Can you teach me how to do that? He could, but by the time you learned it, you would be dead. Well, first step is to become fae. There's precedent, you know. Thomas the Rhymer, for starters... * Lukas nods slightly. "'course. It may take a few days." [He nods. "I understand. Well, if you'll excuse me..." He nods politely and heads back below deck.] It can't take that long. There's got to be a guide for it somewhere. ( You cannot just become a fae. It must be... faeted. ) Old stories is the best I can give you. (Die) * Lukas watches him go, narrowing his eyes slightly at his back. Sure! Story me away. Are they interesting? What'd be your idea, Alys? Boring as sin, but it's mostly history to me. It's like reading that accursed Magna Carta and its pile of associated documents. * Lukas sighs and stands up, readjusting Ten and walking out to closer to the railing. And the others. ...Laughter, maybe? Or books. Are books an idea? Well, there's Knowledge, but you've already met old Dohrbran. ...Aliens. 2d8-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8-3) and gets a natural 13 for a result of 10. [Meanwhile, time passes, and since Dublin isn't that far away from England it actually doesn't take that long to get there. The ferry pulls into a dock, and people start disembarking, taking their vehicles and animals with them.] Good lord. I'm not sure what kind of fae that might spring up. Aliens aren't an idea. They're a thing. Like guns. I can't be the fae of Guns... can I? I'm not too sure how it works these days. Oh, look, we're disembarking. Guns exist. Most are not certain of Aliens' existance. * Ashley heads towards the gangplank. * Khalil starts to head with the crowd. * Alys starts walking off the ferry. Towards land, not the pretty shiny ocean. * Lukas heads to where you get your vehicles! VEHICLES ARE GOOD * Togo heads off. "Aliens could be a concept, I guess... why am I thinking about this?" [Not much of a crowd, actually. But yeah, you can get off. Woo.] [There's not even any wood at the dock you get off on. It's all concrete. The lot the ferry pulls up to is practically a parking lot.] ( Gimme a sight roll. ) * Ashley takes a deep breath. "Ah, Ireland. You can smell the beer already." 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ashley (2d8) and gets a natural 3 for a result of 3. (Boom) 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Alys (2d8) and gets a natural 11 for a result of 11. 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8) and gets a natural 14 for a result of 14. (Hah, nope.) (;_;) 2d8-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Lukas (2d8-2) and gets 14, a CRITICAL FAILURE!!! "I can recommend some good Dice Cleanser, if you like." (YAY. I SEE EVERYTHING.) (LUKAS SEES THE MAGNET) 2d8-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Khalil (2d8-2) and gets a natural 10 for a result of 8. 2d8-6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Togo (2d8-6) and gets a natural 14 for a result of 8. ( Missed by 1 ) (Success for me too.) * Ashley blinks, and peers. "Couldn't be. ...could it?" * Khalil blinks and turns towards the pier and points to something down there, addressing Ashley. "Is that for you?" * Ashley stares ahead. "... yes." What's going on now? * Togo looks around. "What are we looking at?" * Lukas blinks, staring at something completely different from everyone else's delusiions. * Ashley walks forward down the pier, not too quickly. He's quietly murmuring to himself. * Togo follows. "Someone take pity on the blind guy here?" Ashley, apparently, has a ride. * Khalil starts heading in that direction. (Where do our vehicles appear?) (Because, you know that's important.) (No matter what delusion of sight I'm having. ^_~) [Ashley walks towards a man with long blond hair who looks just like Jude Law (when he was younger and not dead of old age). He grins and waves when he sees Ashley.] * Ashley is ahead of the group a piece and doesn't answer. ( And do they combine to form Destructor? =P ) ( They get driven onto the pier. ) * Lukas sets Ten in her bikebox, kicks his bike up and rolls it along the pier in neutral towards... a crane catcher game. ( FORM BLAZING NAGINATA! ... okay, I'm impressed. ) ( XD! ) * Togo just follows, 'cause he's still not sure what specifically everyone is looking at. * Ashley doesn't wave back, but he stops in front of the guy. "Jandrich? Is ... it truly you?" [He nods, still grinning. "Ashley! It's great to see you. Really!"] [Meanwhile, Lukas approaches a crane catcher game. It has wonderful cute stuffed animals and Kirby plushies.] * Alys follows Ashley and just sort of smiles at the new guy. [He gives Ashley a hug! Awww.] * Lukas eyes down into the game thing. * Ashley freezes for a moment, then returns the hug. He says, guardedly, "I must confess it's a rather pleasant surprise. What brings you ... out here?" * Khalil watches the whole thing carefully. ( Anyone mind if I make the currency the same for all of Europe? ) (EUROS!) ( Yah ) ( Be my guest. Make it all lira. It costs 70,000 lira to play the game! ) ["Oh yes! I almost forgot. It's business." He assumes a suddenly more serious pose.] I thought I was out of the business. ["Well, you are. I'm not."] Fair enough. What do you need? * Ashley is looking exceedingly calm and poised, for the record. * Lukas frowns to himself and puts in a Lira, trying to grab a hippo. Apparently. ["It's a message, of course! I'm a messanger, you know. Delivering messages is what I do. What else would it be? You'd know that."] ( Lukas, gimme body - gaming ) 2d8-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Lukas (2d8-1) and gets a natural 10 for a result of 9. (Darn! Miss by 4.) * Ashley smiles. "Silly me. It's been a while, you know." [Lukas doesn't grab anything :(] ["Has it? Hmm, I guess it has, yes. I hadn't realized how much time passed."] Very easy to do, as I remember. You've been well, I hope? * Lukas puts in more money and... plays again? ["Oh, yes. Thank you for asking. I'm doing well. How about you? How've you been since?.... you know." ] 2d8-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8-4) and gets a natural 7 for a result of 3. * Ashley nearly blurts out, "Good! Good. I've been good. ... the message?" [Ten maneuvers the crane skillfully, lifting up the hippo. Beneath it is the cackling, warty face of a witch doll with bad teeth. But on the plus side, Ten wins a hippo.] ["Oh, right. The message. Um... do you want it in its original context, or a modernized version using today's dialect? I've been practicing, you know! Well, I guess you wouldn't. But I have!"] (Ten sees a stuffed box!) * Lukas stares at it for a second then puts his hand to his forehead and shakes his head. Well, I wouldn't want to deprive you of more practice. Let's have it in modern first. [Jandice claps his hands together and grins. "Fabulous! You won't regret it, I promise!" He straightens and clears his throat.] (Jandrich.) ( Er, right. ) (That was just a little close to "jaundice") ["From Lord Auberon to Ashley Norwich, passed on by Jandrich Longbottom, the message is as follows:"] ( o/~ I... am... your singing telegram... o/~ *BANG* ) * Ashley winces slightly. * Lukas picks up the hippo from the slot and puts it in his backpack. ["*Ahem*. Piss off yo, get your skinny whiteboy ass out of my buwesenass, beyoitch." He pronounces every word elequently, being sure to enunciate.] [He grins. "See? See? Wasn't that wonderful? Granted, I'm not perfect in the new tongue yet, but perhaps in a few decades..."] * Ashley stares. "That... that was excellent, Jandrich. Keep up the practice." ["Thank you!" He bows.] * Togo tilts his head. He is confuzzled. Just for clarity, how about again in the original tongue? ["Oh, very well." He clears his throat again.] ["Lord Auberon respectfully requests you cease interfering with the mortal group known as Covenant, with whom he has currently a mutual pact. Should you fail to adhere, you face," he makes quotation signs with his fingers, "'certain doom.'"] * Lukas looks around for the group, which hopefully he doesn't fail, and drives right over! (Or perhaps walks.) ... aw hell. [Jandrich nods at Togo. "Yes, a bit of a mouthful, isn't it? That's why I've been practicing the modern tongue, you see."] ["By the way, who are you?"] Right. Thanks for clearing that up then, Jandrich. You'd best be off now, right? Don't want to keep Auberon waiting - see you again in another two hundred odd years, okay? * Alys frowns and looks a bit worried. [He smiles at Ashley, seeming to forget all about Togo. "What are friends for? Say, Ashley..." He loses his smile. "What have you been doing? Lord Auberon is really angry with you, you know. I mean, he was mad before, but not like this. Not like THIS."] Truthfully? I don't know. ["Oh. Well, he won't be happy to hear THAT."] Don't bloody tell him that, you dolt. ["Then what shall I tell him? He's going to ask, you know, and I've got to tell him SOMEthing."] Tell him the offer's under consideration. If you don't mind. ["Oooh. Very well, but you know that Lord Auberon doesn't like to hear his offers are being considered. He'd be much happier with complete compliance."] * Ashley clenches his teeth for a _very_ brief moment. "I know what he likes. Just tell him." ["And I shall! I'm just warning you, he won't be happy."] I know. ["Well, as long as you do... Say, Ashley, you're not working for the other court now, are you? You know the one I mean."] What? Of all the daft, addle-headed... [Jandrich nodnods. "Yes, that's what we all thought, too. So, are you?"] * Ashley lapses into Gaelic for a bit and comes out the other side English again. "... and so there's no reason to be thinking that. (+") * Lukas gets to the group and sorta looks at the funny guy strangely for a moment. ["I see... Well, the reason Lord Auberon is so antsy now -- And I don't mean there's ants in his pants, or that he's turned into an ant, although that would be most entertaining -- the reason Lord Auberon is so antsy right now is because the other court may be -- just may be -- up to something."] ["And you know how milord gets when they start doing suspicious activities. Or at least, activities he isn't privvy to."] Right. [He nods. "Right!"] * Lukas glances to Ashley. "So, did I miss introductions, or is this a short private thing?" It will be over shortly. More's the pity. Take care, Jandrich. ["Of course, and you too, Ashley. Especially you, too. You certainly need to take more care than I do, if you know what I mean. You do know what I mean, right?"] * Ashley smiles. "Yes. I think I do. Except you ought to be taking care as well." ( This is beginning to sound like dialogue from HGTTG. =P ) (It's court dialogue from beings more concerned with cocaine than courtiers.) (Whaddya want for nothin'?) (I'd like a rubber biscut to go!) [His face flashes confusion for a moment, but is quickly covered by a smile. "Of course I will. You know me." He chuckles nervously and his eyes wander, settling on a clock. "Oh my! Look at the time. I'd best be getting back. There's too many you-know-whats with the pointy-you-know-whats that only come out you-know-when, and running into one would be simply dreadful." He shudders. "Dreadful," he repeats.] Believe me, I know. * Ashley waves. ["Lovely. Well, so long, ta-ta! Auf Wiederzhen! Hasta Laviesa! Sayonara!" He literraly skips off, heading down an alley between two buildings across the street.] * Khalil just keeps watching in amazement. "Interesting conversation. Tell me. Is there such a thing as uncertain doom anymore?" * Ashley whirls on the group, face in a snarl. "NO QUESTIONS. No answers. Not now, maybe not ever." He spins back around and pinches the bridge of his nose tightly. * Togo shrugs. "No need for... well, some need for questions, but I got the idea. Big boss fae wants us to butt out of Covenant stuff. We're not gonna, so that's another powerful being that's gonna be after us." One question? You're not gonna leave us, are you? * Ashley lets out a breath. "I don't ... know." Actually, I believe he specifically said he wants *him* to butt out of Covenant stuff. (butt out should be in quotes.) I have a headache the size of the Spruce Goose. Can we get moving already? * Lukas smirks faintly. "Moving I can get behind." Right. Plenty of things to worry about in the here'n now. Speaking of which... * Togo reaches into both sides of his trenchcoat, and pulls out a duffel bag overflowing with wooden crosses, stakes, and garlic. "Stock ip, folks." Wonderful. And smelly. Luckily, I am not allergic to this. I'll be waiting in the ... the whatever. * Ashley heads towards the van. * Alys pulls out a stake and gives Togo an odd look. "Can't I just use my chains? I'm not much with the stabbing." Chains are good to knock 'em around, but unless you can decapitate them with your chains, you'll need a stake to finish a vampire off. * Lukas walks over and grabs garlic, cross, and one stake, shoves everything in his bag, and mounts up. * Khalil takes out a cross and turns it over. "...It is interesting that the Christian symbol is traditionally the one with the power to sear." [Session End!]