Turn Six
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Diplomacy and Dance in the midst of distruction
If he is my wielder, then track the target.
If not, then check where my wielder is, and wait for their response. If wielder agrees with the doctor or has no opinion, then track the target, but if wielder seems to disapprove, then ignore the doctor and focus on my wielder.
If no wielder detected, then... I guess I'll just look at the pen for now, see if the man lets me go, but tug at the restraints. I don't like them, and want to find a way out of them. Maybe if I switch forms and then switch back? Or if that doesn't work I could just cut them off by manifesting my blade directly under them I suppose.
((adding this special case because Lenglon suspects it might be the case despite her character having no reason to suspect it.))
If wielder is detected, but is strangely far away and unable to be interacted with, then idly track the potential target object while re-running self diagnostics. If the strange result is verified as accurate, then proceed as though no wielder is detected at all for the time being.
This guy isn't your wielder, so you crane your neck around. there, just out of your previous line of sight, is the officer who controls your gem thingy. He nods silently at you, and you turn back and follow the Doctor's instructions. After this and a few more tests, The Doctor releases you from the table. You stand, and are dizzy momentarily, needing to steady yourself on the table.
Your wielder takes you along several halls, up lots of stairs, and outside into the bright heat above. You are on a plateau surrounded on three sides by a curved canyon, and on all four sides by a tall wall that sets just over the horizon.
"Within those walls, wherever you go you will be linked to my command, or to the command of any other officer you see. This is Omega Base. Our home. There's more to it than you see here - you'll know that you are within the boundaries. The only place you can get to that isn't Omega is the city beyond those walls. You are forbidden to go there without an escort carrying your control module. There are other locations within Omega that you are forbidden to go without explicit permission, such as other Omegas' rooms, weapon storage, and any other location that is generally off limits to regular Omegas.
I have some work to do - we are in a state of emergency at the moment. You are free to roam and explore Omega Base as you see fit, until I send for you again. If you see any beings that are not Omega personnel or escorted by an Omega person, detain them at once and send word to headquarters.
All set?"What am I supposed to do? Try and stretch forward to grab at the food. If that fails, is there anything I can grab with my mouth to knock it closer? Maybe I can move my wings a bit to get the extra few inches.
You stretch your neck as far as you can, but the food is out of reach. Looking about, you don't find anything nearby to use to draw the food to you, so you attempt to flap your wings a bit: (6) Your mind is flooded with sensations as you edge forward to the food - the sound of your wings straining in the air fills your ears as your neural net feeds you information and transmits your mental commands down your spine. (1) A small, localized storm erupts from your wings, lightning dancing around the room and sending the gnome scurrying. A sudden gust of wind pushes the food bag out of reach into a corner, and you are drenched in a sudden downpour. You let out a little meep of frustration, eying the now distant food bag mournfully.
"Ow.."
Heal my eardrums
Heal them? with what?
Sit and rest on the ground to recover from the disorientation. Punch away any appendages that attack me.
(6) You start to sit, and the fleshhorror assists your downward motion by yanking your leg out from under you. You land with a bang- not that you can hear that - destroying what was left of the building on the right side of the entrance to the alleyway. (5) you clumsily swat away a couple appendages as they attempt to wrap around you. the mass of the creature starts to swell ominously, mere yards away from you, though the mass seems to be moving away down the alley. so, maybe that's a good thing?
Land near the mass of flesh.
"If any of you omegas can still hear, please stop this fighting! There is no need for death here!"
Eliza carefully moves closer to the uncontrolled fleshwarper.
"Omega! Can you hear me? Are you able to speak? Trust me, I am here to help, to help, chirp. I only want to make you feel good, deliver you from danger, chirp."
Charm spell.
(5) You begin your chirpping. A long, skinny, multi-elbowed arm snaps around, engulfing you in a cage of bony fingers, pinning your wings surprisingly gently to your sides. Yo are pulled up near a giant eyeball. a mouth opens in the sclera and screams at you:
"LIES! YOU LIE. KEEP LYING TO ME!"Have some totaly well earned sleep
((Also this was not quite what I expected, silver lining, the sonic stuff shouldn't have quite so strong an effect.))
sure. You just lay there and ache. Maybe you'll pick the shards out of your colon later.
Continue dancing
"Just because there's no music doesn't mean we can't boogie woogie!" (4) you gyrate, hop, beat your chest, and in general make a scene. Let's see if the fleshthing even notices: (1) nope. You dance alone, ignored in the rubble.
Chaotic and disorganized huh? Excellent, let's use that. Keep shutting down overflows while also brining order to the chaos when possible. Let's turn this rampaging chaotic magic into peaceful, orderly magic.
(5) Something else seems ot be focusing the creature's magic a bit as well, so you seize the opportunity and begin tugging, pushing, twisting, and dampening whereever you can. Yo umeet little resistance, but it's still quite a task. In particular though, you patch a big 'leak' in magical energies, which seems to help give the overall magical flow a better shape to it. You begin to sense a coordination in the mind behind the magic.
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