April 8, 2019 at 8:12 am #17455
The spirits hungry, and terrified of being discovered when they are so close to their goal dashes the astral mage in an attempt to quickly dispose of the world of the intruder. “Don’t let return to his body!” one said to another.April 8, 2019 at 1:06 pm #17468
They were already chasing him? Excellent.
Jawsey reversed his path and dove through the building he’d been hiding in, then straight out the other side, and then made a few zigs and zags on the way to Bellevue, trying to give the impression that he was attempting to lose them, not lure them.
Wait ‘they?’ The other spirit was also a shedim, and the two were working together? Even getting out of the foul astral space over the barrens wasn’t going to make this easy. Jawsey briefly debated trying to lure them somewhere that would trigger astral defenses, but a) they might realize the trap, and run away, and b) the astral defenses might go after him just as much as the Shedim. He told himself: this is what I do, clear out bad spirits. These are especially horrific, but that just means I have to be especially excellent.
The Shedim were smart enough to flank his route rather than try to follow his every maneuver. Which worked out perfectly to bring them to close range somewhere near the shores of Lake Washington. With that Jawsey turned and struck at the spirit that was slightly in the lead … only to find himself charging through empty astral space. The spirit must have read his intent, and had stopped and pulled back before Jawsey could strike.
Operating on instinct, Jawsey plummeted toward the ground then looped under the branches of a tree alongside the 7th tee. The Shedims’ attacks were cautious, possibly more worried about being tricked into letting Jawsey get away than in finishing him just yet, and he was easily enough able to use the tree to avoid their efforts.
Suddenly looping tightly, Jawsey closes in on the first shedim from above, leaving it with the tree to its back. Its instinctive retreat brought it to a halt against the upper branches of the tree, and Jawsey drove his sword-cane through it’s foul essence. The jellyfish like spirit disintegrated, and Jawsey fancied that the tree branches were swatting away the last vestiges of the foul being.April 8, 2019 at 9:53 pm #17508
Before he could move his focus to it, the second shedim was on Jawsey. The elf carried on his momentum and managed to swing around a tree branch and avoid whipping tentacle that came his way. Then Jawsey shot back up and impaled the shedim, but apparently not quite mortally.
Exactly where does one hit an ectoplasmic jellyfish in order to get a mortal blow?
After his succesful attack Jawsey continued to shoot upward, but then suddenly reversed direction, trying to catch this shedim against the tree like he’d done with the first one. But to Jawsey’s surprise it was pressing the attack, and the elf barely had time to alter direction at all, and felt his very spirit get disrupted by the burning tentacles of the shedim — but at the same time he struck a clean blow that caused the monster to entirely lose cohesion.
Jawsey took a moment to make sure that there were not any more of the monsters showing up, and that nobody else was tailing him astrally, then he carefully made his way back to his body, wanting to report on the happenings before returning to scout.
Once in his body he sat up, and croaked from a suddenly dry throat “Shedim ….” then was wracked with a painful cough that splattered blood on his sheets.April 9, 2019 at 1:20 am #17510
Mato is picking his teeth with a throwing knife when Jawsey sits up in bed, croaks ”Shedim…” then spits up blood. Mato carefully contemplates the situation and, in the end, decides that while coughing up blood seems like a shedim thing to do, it also seems highly unlikely that the shedim would announce its presence so openly and dramatically. Mato could stab Jawsey just to be on the safe side, but eventually elects against it.
”You don’t say,” Mato deadpans, running his tongue across his teeth, looking for stray noodles that might have been caught between his molars and bicuspids.
”Well did you get eyes on Junior, or did you just run into shedim along the way? Do we need to go flush Junior down the drain for the greater good, or is this just an unlucky encounter, the ‘Barrens being the Barrens’?
“Here, let me get you some water,” he adds as an afterthought, bringing back a bottle since what comes out of the tap looks like it’s heavily fortified with iron and minerals.April 9, 2019 at 3:00 am #17514
Amy Maka looks surprised ”Shedim… I am no expert, but I do not know a tradition that can summon them. They are likely free spirits.” She sighs “Let me fix you up” and then places her hand on Jawsei ”Oh great Iktomi, spirit of change and cunning heal this tribesman for he fights evil spirits, enemies of this world” As she speaks, a spiderweb of mana gradually envelopes Jawsei and strengthens him somehow, taking the pain and damage away. The medic kit supplies are expensive, but luckily Jawsei was within AM’s power to channel Iktomi.
”Next time you go out on your own without a method of calling for help, let me grant you some of Iktomi’s blessings. I can augment your ability to dodge blows, your speed, and your ability to sneak, augment the power of your strikes. I’d hate to just have you not showing back here, and being left wondering what we can do. At least let me help reduce the risk.”April 9, 2019 at 9:05 am #17530
Jawsey nodded thanks for the water, and was more effusive after the healing “Thank you both! There was two of them, I got a clean kill on the first one, but I got too aggressive on the second and it tagged me while I was finishing it off. They were wanting to find my body” He shudders at the thought. “They were outside the building I was going to look at. I thought they were guards, but they could have been stalking someone inside, maybe?”
To AM’s offer of boosting spells he mutters thanks, and “I thought it was just an easy scouting mission …”
After which he perks up, and says “I guess I should head back out on the scouting thing now.“April 9, 2019 at 12:56 pm #17536
With a few ancestral blessing AM dispatches Jawsey with augmented intuition.
Jawsey finds the house easy enough, with the two Shedim gone there is nobody alive at the house except a single aura which Jawsey may identify as Chau junior. (3 hits on assensing). He seems in pretty bad shape.April 9, 2019 at 2:00 pm #17539
Jawsey returns to his body more quickly this time, and starts spitting out instructions rather than blood “AM, get the car pulled out, now! Mato, Bobby, grab your crap–medkit included for whoever has one– and let’s get to the car, I’ll explain on the way.” He’s standing up as he speaks, and reaching for his armor jacket. He makes sure that he has his gun and his sword-cane, and gets moving to the door.
Once they are underway he explains “‘Chau is in rough shape, everyone else in the building is dead. Explains why the shedim were there maybe? We need to get there before someone else does, or before Chau gets himself out of there. And we need to decide what we are going to do about him if we do get there and catch him on his own. Get information is a given, but after do we help him out of there? Off him? Take him to Daddy?“April 9, 2019 at 3:08 pm #17547
“On it.” Bobby replied, grabbing the bag with his armor and all the other useful tidbits.
“Wait, if we go there and he has called in reinforcements it will look like we were the attackers. That could be really bad for our health. But since his dad runs a successful nightclub and you never can have enough friends, I’d say we patch him up, put the fear of dog into him and hand him over to his old man, asking for the favor not to bother our client anymore.”April 9, 2019 at 5:22 pm #17550
Mato, having neglected to change while watching over Jawsey’s inert form, is still wearing his suit. He might change now, but Jawsey tone’s is urgent. Time to roll off into the Barrens dressed like Gary Cline.
”Everyone is dead?” Mato asks as AM navigates Redmond’s potholes. ”Do we know who ‘everyone’ is? Or was. Goons? Ghouls? Grandma and grandpa?
“Were the shedim after Junior, or was Junior after the shedim? Are we sure he’s not some sort of master, summoning the others? I’m not an expert in how this all works.”
Having heard ‘shedim’ and knowing where they’re going, Mato is loaded for war. He has his AK-97, several grenades, and throwing knives aplenty. His black matte ballistic mask sort of works with his light grey Executive Suite suit, but for the most part he looks incongruous. He’s resolved himself to an expensive cleaning bill, although he hopes to avoid needing repairs at the tailor.April 9, 2019 at 5:56 pm #17552
AM gets in the car and waits until everyone is ready. She drives very fast, inspired by Jawsei’s sense of urgency. ”Let’s see if he is even alive when we get there, or if he is there. ”
The way to the building is uneventful, it is a two-story warehouse, the place is unnaturally quiet – when you try to speak you understand why. There is sound, but it is considerably less then you’d expect. The awakened members of the team can feel slight background count, (BGC of 1) – but it increases as you approach the building.
(BGC of 3 in the building).April 9, 2019 at 7:02 pm #17554
Mato pops out of the car and looks over the two-story warehouse.
”AM, you want to guard the car? Let’s secure our lines of retreat.” His voice comes out as muted and he wonders if his dampers are acting up. He does a quick diagnostic; they seem to be working fine.
”Jawsey, tell us where to go.” Mato races up to the door then turns around and finds that Jawsey is nowhere near him. Granted, Mato is faster than a cheetah and Jawsey uses a cane, but there’s something else at play. The finger wigglers seem to be moving slower than usual. A byproduct of shanking the shedim? Or something else.
Mato might feel creeped out by the environment but his prefrontal cortex and amygdala are less-than-intact. He doesn’t know if that’s the necessary byproduct of the work that’s been done to his brain or if one of his street docs might have been a little tipsy during surgery, sending the scalpel a bit to the left when it should have turned to the right. In any event, Mato appears to be the only one who isn’t swimming through a river of drek right now.
”You said everyone is dead, right? Does that include the undead? Ha ha.
“Should I just go in and bring him Junior back out? You all look like you’re about to barf.”
While waiting for a response, Mato spends a few moments cycling through his sensor suite. He looks, listens, sniffs, then activates his radar sensors to get a sense of what’s on the other side of the warehouse walls. Once that’s done, he tests to see if there is an unlocked door that would make an easy entry point.April 10, 2019 at 2:09 am #17564
It took Bobby a moment to tune out the drek BGC while Mato was eager to run ahead.
“Wait a second. I have to get on my game face. Help me with the armor, thanks.”
This was it, go big and go home again…
His form shimmered and turned into a troll sized brown bear…Spoiler:April 10, 2019 at 11:20 am #17576
Jawsey helped Bobby on with his armor, checked that he had his weapons, then followed the others in. He wasn’t going to be slinging much magic in here, but he could at least watch their backs.April 10, 2019 at 1:47 pm #17589
Bobby felt the absolute power of this form. No wonder people in pre-gunpowder societies feared the beasts like mad. And now he was an amored bear, a true Panserbjorn. With a casual push, he opened the door, not noticing if it had been open or locked. He didn’t look into the astral – yet. There was no reason to open himself up to attacking spirits right now.
<<That’s more like it. Jawsey, where did you see him when you looked inside here. I can smell the spilled blood but not much else.>>April 10, 2019 at 1:50 pm #17590
Mato does a double-take at Bobby’s appearance. He had expected a large dog or, failing that, a huge cat. (His name was “MadCat”, wasn’t it?) Instead there’s a bear the size of a troll… decked out in body armor. Mato tries to wonder who looks stranger: Bobby the Bear with his goggles, or Mato in his suit and ballistic mask. A strange pair, perhaps even by the Sixth World’s standards for strange.
”Ready? Let’s hit it.”April 10, 2019 at 2:16 pm #17595
Jawsey sends an ARO of where he’d asensed the younger Chau, as best as he can figure it after translating from the astral experience to the much more limited and frustrating meat world.April 10, 2019 at 4:10 pm #17604
AM looks around and says ”Alright, but hurry up. It is a creepy place, and my talent is weakened here.” You approach silently to the warehouse and discover a lot of junk, and neglect – the place was not in commercial use for a long time, and instead seems more like a public latrine, garbage heap, homeless shelter. The foul smell of the place torments you as you progress.
Nobody there and that unnatural silence makes it creepy. Everything there is dead, two street cats, several rats, bugs. You cautiously make your way toward Chau junior and then you see three motionless haloweeners. They do not breath – but there is no obvious cause of death, no bullet wounds or any form of physical damage.Spoiler:
April 10, 2019 at 4:25 pm #17606Spoiler:
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Bobby looked around curiously, trying to guess what killed those people.April 10, 2019 at 4:47 pm #17608
Jawsey trailed a bit behind the others — to watch their rear, and possibly to also avoid being in the front line should something pop up. But the farther into the warehouse they went, and the creepier the feel of the place got, the closer to the others he went. Standing alone in here did not appeal.
But he did keep some professional focus. He’d had at least some training as a private detective, and he scanned the warehouse, alternating physical and astral scans, trying to pick out details that would help make sense of the scene.Spoiler:
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