The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Part of Cynthia really wanted to just use his urges to steal as much memory as possible but she wanted to build more trust with Magnus first and her memory amulet was still functioning so there was no risk...
~Not yet but if he tries something while I am trying to get this open, don't hold back.~ Cynthia said breaking her connection with Magnus removing the hand and looking at the prisoner. "Oh don't worry this should be no problem just wait and watch?" She said with a faked smile removing his hand from her shoulder.
Stepping close to the wall and pressing her hand against it and taking a deep breath she began to think to herself. Gather, Gather, Read and Flow. Flow, flow, flow... The destroy that which stands in my way... she took one more deep breath and vocally spoke the final mantra. "With the power built, release!" The whole time glimmers of magic building up around Cynthia, her hair wisping back and fourth like a breeze in the room and as she says the final bit a rune forming on the "door" as a huge burst of magical power strikes the weak spot.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
The weakpoint shattered, a clank could be heard as the door opend up just a tiny bit, now held inplace only by its sheer mass, as Magnus inspected it he noticed that the thing was nearly 1 meter thick, but now that they had something to build on the mob couldn't be held back anymore, they shoved both Cynthia and Magnus to the side, frantically trying to open up the door more, ever so slowly the door slid open, before it came to a sudden stop, it seemed that it still was held in place by something, there was a gap roughly the width of a human fist. Magnus came back to Cynthia "Seems we're nearly through."
edited 24th Jan '16 3:50:25 PM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
"Guess I'll give this a try," said Seth. He'd been quietly following along up to this point, waiting to see if he'd be needed. However, the extended inaction was starting to bore him, so he figured he'd make himself useful. He walked up next to the door, trying to make sure he was at an angle where what he was about to do would push the door open instead of closed.
"You might want to cover your ears." He chuckled, then cleared his throat, then breathed in deeply, held it in, and then let out an inarticulate "BLEGH!", sending a sonic scream at the back side of the door.
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The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Cynthia looked to Magnus with a smirk. "It seems so yes, I just hope this remains this peace..." she was saying as Seth walked up and screamed at the door.
A large crack as something important breaks under the pressure of the scream, many of the prisoners calling out in angered pain by such a scream. Yet the rest were able to make the door move up move, still not enough to get through but it was moving a bit more now.
The prisoner from before walks back over to the group. "Whats with this then m'love? You brought this screaming bitch with you? I get it, the Pet-Cock not enough for ya." He said clearly amused with himself approaching towards Cynthia and placing a arm around her shoulder. "Now perhaps we should go over there and have a little fun while they work, I want first tries before my boys get greedy." He said was clear intentions on what the 'fun' was as he points to a small alcove, most private on the side of the hall.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Magnus had to resist holding his ears as Seth screamed. He saw that asshole going on with Cynthia again, he again could only envy her for still looking as if she didn't wanted to end his life in a horrible and painful way. Secretly (or as secretly as you can be as a Centaur) he got to Cynthia.
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
"Sorry about that," said Seth to the room in general. "I didn't give you guys enough time to actually prepare. My bad." But beneath his calm demeanor, the gears in his mind were turning as he tried to figure out what to do about the rapey guy hitting on Cynthia. Ordinarily, Seth would say something to confuse the guy into leaving the girl alone, but involving girls he barely knew in the Tale of the Fifteen Spoons, even if the spoons ended up nowhere near said girls, wasn't something he felt comfortable doing. So instead, he decided to pull his two pistols out, just in case, but not use them on the creep just yet.
"Right then," he said, "everybody please back away from the door and cover your ears. I'm going to scream again in five...four...three...two...OOOOOONE!" This time, Seth went for a lower pitch, mainly because he wanted to intimidate the creeper.
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Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
This time Magnus was more or less prepared for the scream, still he felt the urge to hold his ears, though didn't succumb to it, he still had a rest of his Centaur pride (or pride in general) - unlike most of the prisoners. Seeing Seth drawing his pistols Magnus assumed that he also wanted to teach that scum a lesson, he walked over to him, bringing his head near Seth's so he could whisper in his ear "Please - don't do it - that scum is mine."
edited 26th Jan '16 5:45:28 AM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
As Seth called out the crowd parted, not wanting to be struck by another scream. A final crack was heard as the final mechanisms broke and the prisoners began to rush the door. Through effort raising the door up high enough for most to duck under while using makeshift weapons and scrap to jam the route to the eighteenth security ward open.
The prisoner near to Cynthia just smiles with a devilish grin and puts his hand on Cynthia's wrist. "Now m'love leave your screaming bitch and pet cock behind so we can entertain ourselves." He says with clear intent on entertainment turning and trying to pull Cynthia away around the corner. Cynthia seemingly smiling at him and walking as he turns to go. "Of course, anything you want." She says with a forced sound of affection while then giving a sharp jade green gaze at her companions, then to the man pulling her arm as he walked away from the group with her.
Cynthia on one hand could go ahead and drain this guy, on the other... She wasn't sure she wanted this guys memories in her head. Plus she felt her companions were just a little annoyed as she saw the guns already drawn.
edited 26th Jan '16 9:04:53 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Magnus grinned, that was what he had waited for, the rest of the prisoners were far away, running wherever they wanted to, he closed the distance to Cynthia with a few big steps, grabbing the man by the neck, lifting him up and banging his head on the wall.
"What the-?!" "You scum - SHUT UP!" Magnus didn't restrain himself anymore now, veins pulsing he banged him against the wall again "There are things I tolerate, then there are those who I must tolerate, you are far away from either. And even then, I'd normally let you be... but you're a special kind of scum... not only did you stain my honor with your words, but also the honor of my entire race! And if all that wasn't enough you even stained her honor as well, which again falls back to me." He pointed at Cynthia. His voice got lower now, probably making it even more intimidating "Now, you will listen!" "L-Look Horseboy, i-if you want your little fucktoy back then go ahead, she's all your's to enjoy." Magnus grinned looking mildly satisfied, promting the prisoner to try a grin himself after a few seconds, the moment he did Magnus slammed him against the wall with all his might, looking to Cynthia he growled "If you want his memories, go ahead suck them now! Take every single one of it - except the ones from the last half an hour or so, it would be honorless to strike at an enemy who can't even remember what he did wrong."
Without waiting for an answer he looked at the now positively terrified man "You know what I always funny?" He said with a growl "N-No?" "You humans... Plantigrades." he said, guessing that the man didn't know in the slightest what he was talking about "Now, I found Digitigrades always better... but alas, I can't deform your bones... but I can do this!" With that he kicked at the mans knees with all his power, he could hear sickly cracks as the bones in his knees were virtually obliterated by his hooves. The poor mans legs bend backward in a manner that no human leg ever should. The prisoner let out a scream of pure agony as Magnus slammed him down. "Oops, are your knees backwards now? Well your legs are ruined I'd say, but... just to be sure..." He stomped with his front hooves on the hip of the man, completly crushing his Pelvis. The screams had died down to incoherrent gurgles by that time. Looking at the man Magnus took Kyōfū from his back, without hesitation or ceremony he sliced off his right arm at the shoulder. "I'm no devil... I'll let you the other one... mostly" With that he crushed the mans left hand with a quick stomp. After that he switched to his rifle Todesschwinge, at first aiming at the head of the spazzing and gurgling body "Hm... I won't give you that..." He said, guessing the man didn't really have the capabilty to understand him anymore at that point "I don't know what you are fearing most... but what I do know is, that you will now have the... 'honor' of living through it." Without further words he aimed at his right kidney and shot. Looking at Cynthia with a smile more terrifying than any grimace could be, he said "He can live with one, he's all your's now. Go ahead, if you want memories, he's got them... I'm pretty sure he won't mind." Without uttering anything else Magnus turned away, walking to the door while figuring out how to get through it with his enourmous height as if nothing happend.
edited 26th Jan '16 3:16:47 PM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Cynthia pauses and blinked... Note to self, Magnus is far more scary than I initially realized. Certainly a more powerful companion than anticipated. Then she turned to look at the broken prisoner with a almost sad look as Magnus walked away. Taking a few graceful steps forward her eyes glistening with power. A low frown on her face as she kneels to the man. "You know I was going to end you quickly for even trying but it seems you pissed off the wrong person." She says almost sorrowfully giving a brief kiss to the man and copying his older memories; not enough for the man to lose them however. Cynthia had seen the man had already lost enough.
Pulling out and reopening her eyes, Cynthia simply stood, turned and walked away. Her graceful walk towards Magnus as she tried to fit under the door. "Lets move on shall we, it seems the other prisoners have already gone on far ahead." She said with no her usual cold emotionless expression but instead, a slightly sad one. She gestured back for Seth and the others (if they are still around)) to follow along.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Seeing Cynthia coming to the door Magnus turned to her, now mostly calm as before "I am deeply sorry that you had to watch this, but a Centaur's highest good is his honor, and by extension the honor of those around him, in this case yours... our culture does teach us to try to reason, but alas, if one insults us or those around us too often our instincts take control over us, doubly so if someone alleges indecent thought about us. And yes, you are correct, we should move." With that he tried to get under the door (which was nearly impossible considering: A he was much bigger than the normal human and B: he still was wearing his plate-mail, making movements like bending down quite difficult).
edited 28th Jan '16 2:09:41 AM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Cynthia sighed a little looking at Magnus. "It is okay, just a little unexpected though of course that is the law in this prison." She looked down the corridor and then to Magnus. "Are you going to need help getting through here?" She said with a amused look at the plated centaur.
Cynthia knew a easy way through just it was likely polite to ask before using too much magic on a very angry plated centaur, especially with what just happened. Cynthia giving a frowned look back for a moment.
edited 28th Jan '16 1:49:54 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
"I presume your solution would be to blast the door away? I would have no objections, though be careful, this thing is thick, we must be very near to the servant nexus."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
"Not quite the solution I have in mind." Cynthia gestures to the thick door above that has only been mildly blackened from her previous burst of power that shattered its barrier. "It would take too much power to just blast all of this away. Instead I was thinking of something a little bit more subtle." She says with a smirk turning towards Magnus, clearly amused by her idea.
"You see why blast a door to fit a centaur through when you can just make the centaur smaller?" Her amused look remains throughout her suggestion.
edited 28th Jan '16 2:18:20 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Upon hearing the suggestion Magnus face remained calm, before he let out what probably amounted to a chuckle "Now that's also an interesting idea, normally I'd say no, but I suppose if you wanted to do it to kill me or something, you could have done it before anyway, so I'll trust in you for that one, let me just put on this thing again, don't want my helmet to get bigger than me." With that he put his Schaller back on "Okay, I'm ready."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Cynthia smirked, considering the possibility of shrinking him smaller than his helmet but instead that she would hold back, though the idea of holding him in the palm of her hand was a amusing idea. Undoubtedly overkill as well, it was a amusing thought none the less. Taking a few steps back, her body sideways to Magnus with her arm outstretch and hand pointing in a pistol like manner at Magnus.
"Try to hold still, I don't actually use this kind of magic very much..." She said as a warning. Her long black hair beginning to flow and sway and her eyes glimmering their jade glow every slightly as she begins to hum and then recite a mantra.
"Fill; transmute with Mana. Fill; the bindings of nature. Fill; like a lion to a cat. With his mind and body willing let it take hold. Transmute!" Her every word shaking the air slightly with Mana as a magical circle forms bellow Magnus and he begins to shrink down to maybe a third of his size. Cynthia watching as the magic takes hold and he shrinks, then smirking holding back a small laugh as she looks down upon the centaur.
edited 28th Jan '16 5:25:46 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
Mangus looked down on him and then up to Cynthia seeing her face he let out a small sigh "Yes, you may laugh." Looking at the now much bigger world (well bigger for him at least) he looked at the opening, this time he fit through without many problems. "That indeed was a viable solution to the problem at hand."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 17th —> 18th Low Security Ward
Cynthia ducked and move through the gap, still smirking at Magnus. After his big show before him being this size was terrifyingly cute. Yet after passing through and running a hand through her long black hair to straighten it back out again after the magical winds moved it she looked down at Magnus at the corridor ahead.
"Glad it worked, so shall we keep moving?" She said calmly gesturing to the ransacked hallway ahead, completely disregarding his tiny stature in the hope he would just let it stay for a little bit.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 18th Low Security Ward
Magnus looked at Cynthia's smirk guessing no harm would be done he suddenly 'forgot' to ask her to grow him again, if the need would arise he probably would 'remember' it again or if they would find Mireille, whatever were to occur first. "Yes, moving indeed is a good idea for now, the faster we find the Servant Nexus the better."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 18th Low Security Ward
Cynthia gave a nod to Magnus as they kept wandering down the long hallways of the 18th low security ward. This wards halls were dark, and most of the power seemingly failed in this sector already. As a result the entire sector is very dark though it seems little is here currently, or at-least the group doesn't encounter very much. Oddly they haven't even seen a trace of the prisoner group that charged through despite the destruction that it should have caused. The only sounds that the group have heard are that of large fans in the distant unlit darkness.
Cynthia has been wandering gracefully along side the diminutive Magnus as they faced this darkness, smiling at his stature but then frowning at the darkness ahead. "Do you have some kind of light on you or do I need to conjure something?" Cynthia said looking ahead calmly but maybe a little frustrated.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 18th Low Security Ward
Magnus shortly stopped then shook his head "To my shame I have to say that my magical talents only lie in the summoning of Golems, and I don't have a light with me." He pointed at his back where only the bag with Golem-cores could be seen.
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 18th Low Security Ward
Cynthia sighed. "Well at least those Golems are strong, we still have a way to go." she states. Then from her left hand with just a slight magical wind moving her hair and without any words needed due to the simplicity of the spell. A small wisp of magical light, bright and white though with a mild cold blue tinge forms and floats up following above her right shoulder. Its light illuminating the very dark hallways ahead. The ground covered in debris, scuff marks and the strangest of them all what could only be described as claw marks.
Cynthia sighs more seeing this sight."Everyone mind your step, there is no telling what the other prisoners broke when they went through here..." As she begins to head forward, leading the way with her wispy mote of light.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, 18th Low Security Ward
As Magnus looked back he was relived to see that his Golems got through the door without needing to be shrinked, he was quite amused to see how much more menacing they looked from his point of view at the moment, he was used to have his head somewhere on the height of theirs. He saw the claw marks and unholstered Todesschwinge.
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, 18th Low Security Ward
Cynthia moved forward to the darkness, though slow enough to ensure everyone stayed in the light. Her normal graceful walk was non-existent, instead it was a cautious one trying to avoid the debris that coated the floor. The wisp of light flickering and revealing dried and wet blood alike in small patches on the walls, floor and even ceiling as they went. Not a single sound outside their own footsteps however.
Cynthia frowned as she looked back to the group, "I assume none of you happened to know what was stored in this wing?"
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward
~Worry not, if those filthy scumbags lay a hand on you they will soon find it missing from their body, I will see to that. Maybe you could talk them into it, it seems that you have those numb-brains good under control. Otherwise you could first try to only use a little force.~ As a last thought he added ~And I do worry, not only did he insult my honor, integrity and basically everything that my race sees as important, but also your honor... apart from some other points I refuse to speak out.~ As he said that said scumbag came back, again laying his hands around Cynthia "So m'love ya think we can get through this? And don't worry, I can be real soft if ya want." ~If you want him killed, think so.~
edited 24th Jan '16 8:49:18 AM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"