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[~Neri]

((Afternoonish next day? Thanks.))

"...nnn...no!...Let gooo... NOOO!"
Amadou manages to get free from the monkeys that kept holding him by startling awake. Sweating and panting, the light pounds the back of his eyes, but the hangover is infinitely better than the monkeys.
Squinting and shading his eyes, he tries to figure out where he is, and why his body hurts in so many places.
"Where am I?"

Judging by the sterile white ceiling and the noises of what sounds like medical machinery. You're in the medical building.

As for why you hurt everywhere. You're Pretty sure drunk!you thought it was a good idea to take an unarmored, low quality trike out for a ride. You can't remember much after that. It probably didn't end well.

[somemildmanneredidiot]

"Some old magic asshole isn't gonna do shit against a gauss." Danh says.

"Unless it can ignore physical things. Like a spirit. Which we're pretty sure the vamp is eating. Somehow."

Ignoring Khaiden's comment he turns back to Ratodx
"So bozz, wot prep do we been needin'? I can set us up wiv sum blessin's but the git'z that wan' it will needa agree to act on behalf of da spirits."

"Hmmm. While useful, we can't operate with any restrictions or needing to prioritize targets because of a spirit telling us to. You should prepare the rituals for yourself in any case as you're likely already operating as the spirits would want you too. Remember to use the VTOL to power it."

[Bill Chompski]

Danh scoffs. "Spirits? Alright, I can accept magic as being a thing, but spirits? Yeah, I don't think so. Besides, if this thing was a ghost, then why the hell would it need blood, huh?"

[Kavrick]

Regon looks back at ratodx confused.
"uh, bozz, i was just koinda meanin' dat dey shuld respect da spirits and 'dere wishes, im not askin' fa any git to becum a conduit of da spirits like me, just dun do anythin' dat'd hurt da spirits."

[somemildmanneredidiot]

Regon looks back at ratodx confused.
"uh, bozz, i was just koinda meanin' dat dey shuld respect da spirits and 'dere wishes, im not askin' fa any git to becum a conduit of da spirits like me, just dun do anythin' dat'd hurt da spirits."

"Ah, my mistake. Then a ritual for increased awareness and strength would be useful. How long can you makea ritual last, assuminh we're using the VTOL to power it?"

Danh scoffs. "Spirits? Alright, I can accept magic as being a thing, but spirits? Yeah, I don't think so. Besides, if this thing was a ghost, then why the hell would it need blood, huh?"

"No saying it's not a vamp. What I am saying is that we should be prepared in case it eats the Gauss somehow. Magic and all that."

[Bill Chompski]

Danh stays silent, mentally cursing magic.
Fucking magic.
Wishes he could punch magic.
Grumble grumble

[Insanegame27]

Reserti walks over to the man and rests a hand on his shoulder, "Hey there," he says gently


((wait - why would it be late afternoon? even I can't sleep that long. We went from early afternoon to 2300, then from 0000 to after 1500? I cant see that happening.))

[vkiNm]

The man does not reply or do anything to show that he noticed Reserti's presence at all.

[~Neri]

((It be afternoon.))

[Insanegame27]

"The punishment of children for the actions of others is unjustifiable. She had done no wrong, even if you had. What was her name?"


((I saw your post earlier saying that, but why/how would it be afternoon? Even sleep-deprived me cant sleep for 12 hours straight after having an hours rest from 6-8 hours sleep))

[S34N1C]

Ratodx gets a special look in his eyes. "That- that has use. I've got a few ideas for things we can do, but first I'm going to want to have Melnakos set up some proper warding to help prevent things from going wrong."

Can do, I'll wait for the wards to be set up, then demonstrate. Is there anything nearby that could be an adequate sacrifice? I've only ever used my own blood (similar to the way Regon cuts his palms), and that doesn't provide that much power.

[vkiNm]

The man continues to not reply for a while longer. Until, with a hoarse, broken voice, he whispered. "Anna.."

[somemildmanneredidiot]

Ratodx gets a special look in his eyes. "That- that has use. I've got a few ideas for things we can do, but first I'm going to want to have Melnakos set up some proper warding to help prevent things from going wrong."

Can do, I'll wait for the wards to be set up, then demonstrate. Is there anything nearby that could be an adequate sacrifice? I've only ever used my own blood (similar to the way Regon cuts his palms), and that doesn't provide that much power.

Ratodx points at the VTOL. He will keep pointing at it until Dexter understands.

[Bill Chompski]

Pulling out his PDA, Danh begins to write up what should be done with him, should he be injured, maimed, or killed.

1. Don't use magic on me. In any way shape or form. This includes magic by-products, and things that have magic in them, or had parts or a part in them made from or with magic in any way.
2. Don't let any magis or ex-magis do anything to my corpse remotely magical.
3. Cloning and prosthetics are fine, so long as neither has any magic in them directly, or by proxy, like rule 1.

That should be good. He'll add more to it later if he needs to.

[S34N1C]

Ratodx points at the VTOL. He will keep pointing at it until Dexter understands.

((Dexter does not understand.))