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[AzyWng]

Lyra

Lyra looked at the device, thinking. "I think we should destroy it. Whatever it was, if they were adding it in stealth, I don't think it's doing anything good."

[StormLord]

Mayor's Office

"You ask an awful lot of questions.  Are you some kind of journalist kid?  Look I don't know what you're talking about, and if I did I wouldn't tell you the business of a regular county citizen anyway.  I'm not about to scuff up my reputation 'cause someone wore something funny looking."


Main Street

"If you know how to do it here."
Fred hands over the device with little hesitation.

[Chevaleresse]

Martyr

Her eyes narrowed. He was awfully defensive, even including the bit where they were rummaging through his stuff. "I don't know what's going on either, that's why I'm asking you, Mayor. Is there a reason you're so concerned about 'scuffing up your reputation?' I'd think you'd want to help get to the bottom of this as soon as possible."

[Unlurking Sentinel]

Cicivexa

Overhearing the conversation, ideas had begun to spin in Cicivexa's head, and now seemed like the best opportunity he'd get.

"Indeed. I would understand a leader seeking simplicity in the eyes of his citizens, even in times of calamity, but... He raised his walking stick towards the mayor. You hardly have a city left to lead. The majority of your people have either abandoned you, have been stolen away... or are potentially lay dead, as far as you or I know. Who here remains that you must keep up appearances for?"

[AzyWng]

Lyra

Lyra moved a good distance away from Fred and the Mystery Machine before she placed the device on the ground. If this thing was dangerous... well, at least Fred was less likely to get hurt.

Then she pulled out her wrench and crushed it with a series of strikes, making sure to break everything.

She couldn't afford to take chances. Not like this.

[StormLord]

Mayor's Office

The Mayor shifts in his seat, turning his whole body to face Cicivexa as he stares out one wide eye to take a long blank look at him, then blinks and snaps back to look at Arturia.
"You kids probably aren't from around here, I assure you it's just a simple tornado.  Folks'll be back around in no time at all."
He pushes himself back up from his chair, squints again and looks around before starting to move towards the door again.
"Now if you'll excuse me I've got a phone call to make.  Damn Firemartial is late again."


Main Street

Lyra finds the casing on the device to be hard, harder than most steel she's found since leaving her own world and closer to the sort of hardened alloys she's used to.  Never the less a few good strikes crack the case open and reveal glowing circuitry, another few smacks beyond that leaves the whole thing in shattered pieces.

[Unlurking Sentinel]

Cicivexa was not amused. He pressed his cane into the Mayor's chest. "Then I find myself visiting a peculiar land. Are these tornadoes known to rouse vast hosts of vilekin to crawl into the dust stirred, ilms deep, where they are then burned to death?"

[StormLord]

Mayor's Office

Cicivexa's prod causes the Mayor's face to go flush with anger, blood pressure spiking as a vein become visible on the side of his forehead.  He jerks the cane to the side and hands up one hand, prepared for a full finger-waggling onslaught.
"How DARE you?!  I'll shove this thing so far u-uh...-uh"
His last word is strangled to a halt and his face starts turning shades of red and blue before he gasps and drops to the floor.

Velma pulls back and holds a book in front of herself.
"Jinkies!  What happened?!"

Cicivexa can see faint signs of movement right at the opening of the Mayor's ear.

[Unlurking Sentinel]

He didn't expect to find what they were looking for so... effortlessly. But here it was. There was work to be done.

"Velma! Get back! We may have a threat! Alexandria, examine him!"

Cicivexa touched his "glasses", paying attention to whatever was in the ear; he wasn't bothered by seeing a person's internals. All the while, he didn't budge from his spot, betraying none of his fear. The grip on his cane remained firm, and he chanted under his breath as aether surrounded and drew to the head of his "cane" (he was already prepared to do so, originally as a show of intimidation, but that clearly wasn't necessary).

[Chevaleresse]

Arturia took a few startled steps back. "What the fuck?" She was far from prepared for the man to just keel over like that. "Is he okay?" Suspicious though he was, he hadn't actually been proven guilty of anything but being an asshole yet. It was almost enough to make her forget her irritation at being called a kid. Even if it were still technically true, I've seen some shit. I wouldn't kill him over that, though. . .

[AzyWng]

Lyra

Lyra looked back over at Fred. "So... we can't even leave the Mystery Machine alone without someone trying to tamper with it. That's... not good. If you like, I could try to guard it as you folk try to meet up with the others at City Hall..."

[StormLord]

Main Street

At this point Shaggy, Scooby, and Daphne have caught up with Lyra and Fred.

"Well I can't ask you to do that.  Shaggy, can you and Scoob watch the van?  Come running and screaming if anyone tries to mess with it."

"Like man that's what I'm best at.  Come on Scooby."

Shaggy and Scooby head to the back of the van and pull open the door so they can sit at the bumper.

"Come on, let's catch up with the others."


Mayor's Office

Cicivexa's scan immediately reveals the thing in the Mayor's ear, even as it crawls its way out.  A worm.  Identical to the ones found in the dust outside, but alive and well.  It plops out of his ear onto the ground with a mucus-y wet trail followed by blood dribbling out and running down his head.  The Mayor seems to be alive for now, though the extent of the damage and wounds isn't easily discerned though the x-ray lens.

[Chevaleresse]

"Nayru's frigid tits what the FUCK is that!?" The fifteen year old had produced a gun from somewhere and was aiming it at the disgusting little parasite, looking a touch green (but with surprisingly good trigger discipline.)

[Unlurking Sentinel]

If anything, the seeming lack of an immediate threat made Cicivexa even more tense. Just what are these worms...?

"Silence. Betray not your fear." The curt whisper was pointed at Martyr.

He then shook his head, signalling to Alexandria once again to investigate before something else unexpected occurred.

[AzyWng]

Lyra

"I... all right. I'm with you." With that, Lyra followed Daphne and Fred over to where the others are. Hopefully there wouldn't be any more tampering of vehicles, not with Scooby and Shaggy there, at least.