Dave, dissatisfied at the fragility of his train of thought, tries once more to imagine the world he wants to put in place, only in three dimensions at first. It's a little easier to think of it all this time, and he manages to figure out a general picture of what he wants - a little underwhelming, one might think, if not for the fact that he's trying to figure out an entire planet. So right now he sticks to the basics, to make losing track a little more difficult.
* * * * *
Halesey does not miss a single beat despite his immobilization, immediately choosing to demonstrate his powers to this awful man who seems to insist on doing bad things to him for the sake of material wealth. Perhaps the majesty of the potato will move him when it has been rightly enchanted?
"Yea, for check out the power of the Potato God, Unbeliever! Submit!"[Halesey's affinity roll: 5+1]
The immovable potato nearest his nose suddenly becomes golden brown and smooth, and it also begins to emit a very sweet smell that make Halesey feel a bit hungry. Smells like caramel, he thinks.
"Oh god. Can't I just die now?" the mafioso wonders.
"Or at least exist elsewhere?"* * * * *
Eta, feeling the need to be helpful to others, especially when a leyline is involved, offers
John some help.
"I can make it bigger for you. Here, watch. It's not like this place can get worse than it already is," she says, extending her hand toward a point on the ground near the manhole.
"Oh, deary me, you're going to do something dangerous, aren't you? Awww, shit," John says, retreating from the soon-to-be disaster area and pulling Menkau and James with him.
"Hey, Menkau," he whispers to his otherworldly companion.
"Do you know these people? What are they even doing here?""Well, they were here to investigate rumors of Mr. and Mrs. Lee's deaths, but mainly to find the leyline, I think. Wizards, all of them. Most of a semi-kindly disposition, several with ulterior motives. Not trustworthy people, mostly, but they seem to be helping now, don't they?""I'm... not sure I like the way this is developing," James says.
"There's many of them already. Are more going to come?""If I had to guess, yes! Oh hey, look, she's letting loose a spell!"[Eta's affinity roll: 5+1]
Menkau points at Eta, who seems to have just conjured a pit on a particular spot. The entirely wrong spot, John notes, not where the tunnel is at all, but rather on the side of the street. Maybe she doesn't know any better, he thinks as he hears a set of burst water pipes begin to fill the newly created hole. He then looks over the other wizards. One woman dressed like a stereotypical art teacher seems to be eating a donut absently. That... wait a minute, there's the ginger guy. The custodian guy! That asshole! Hasn't recognized John yet, it seems. And there's Shauna and Raven, in slightly different clothes. As well as a crazy-looking dude examining the newly-created pit. And also a fat guy who's obviously up to no good. And finally, the really drunk girl.
"You missed the sewer, Eta! You missed the whole dang sewer!" she says, laughing to herself.
The fat guy,
THE DUNKER, seems about to do something extraordinary, as he immediately runs toward the open manhole, seemingly intent on jumping in.
[THE DUNKER's affinity roll: 1-->5+2]
And jump in he does, along with a slight curse as he seems to fumble some sort of spell, which is probably for the best, really, considering the expected utility of casting spells while falling down into a pit.
[THE DUNKER's body roll: 4-1]
And though John does not see it, the man lands in sewage rather roughly, a powerful splash of waste ruining his suit as he lands on his sizable rump, bruising his tailbone very painfully. He nearly gets stuck on the way down, to say nothing of the darkness, incredibly awful smell and really narrow tunnels down here. However, THE DUNKER immediately realizes that the man topside wasn't lying - he can definitely sense a leyline here. He has a direction down and everything.
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Larry is, as is typical, slightly disappointed with the terrible uselessness of dear old Sherry, but supposes that she's the only lead he's got, and opts to follow her.
"Alright, let's go then.""Hold on, need to get dressed," Sherry says, and walks off. It takes her about fifteen minutes, much to Larry's displeasure, but she eventually turns up, dressed entirely differently from yesterday, wearing a coat and a hat. And it is only then that they head out, walking right out of the W7000 and into the streets of the city.
"Okay... so, what's our first move? Local bars, I guess? I dunno. Maybe a club? Though those are probably closed. Huh. Maybe she's just out on the streets somewhere? Not a lot of people out at this hour," she says, walking purposefully down the street, Larry needing to quicken his pace to keep up.
"Maybe I need to- oh, wait! The green guy's with her, right? Tom?" she turns back toward Larry.
"Maybe I can call her, she picks up and I ask her to put that green dude on the line, and then you talk to him? Unless he's completely stoned as well. I dunno. Any ideas?"
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