AKA Nixer
The Abyss – With Amadea
It was with a rather unceremonious splatter that Lucy's globular form impacted with the demoness, but her words soon snapped the fatigued melanokinetic to attention. Now her ink had made contact, she could sense her surface thoughts – and her fury soon swelled up in reply to Amanda's predicament.
The splattered ink quickly congealed and tightly latched itself into position on the demoness, before sharply pulling upwards – aiming to carry her with it in order to viciously slam her against the floor. Hopefully desist her little technique as well. Although that was a bit of a hopeful thought.
Back in the gym, Lucy's eyes seemed to flare. Not that they were exactly visible under the clutter of makeshift sonar and radar equipment surrounding her, but the signal wasn't exactly for nothing nonetheless. The indignation on behalf of Amadea had caused her to tap into her willpower, and subsequently grant her a little more grip on the Abyss.
Though it had to be said she could practically feel her future migraine already. So much so that she doubted she'd be able to make it back to the others without clocking out. It was all she could do but try and break Amadea out of her trapped state; or at the very least weaken the unknown demoness for her. Give her a fighting chance.
Due to her lack of a fighting body in the Abyss though, she needed more mass. And while not nearly an Overload, the Livingston Willpower was giving her enough of a boost to allow her to peel away more pigmentation from the walls. Probably not enough for a sturdy clone, but better than a floating pea. She'd have to improvise something. But as for now, she kept this little development hidden from the demoness. Stick to her limited form, see what she could do for now. Who knows? She might surprise herself.
She always did wonder how many variations of ass-kicking there were to find. Perhaps she could collect them all.
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Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Amadea's Chamber -Shattered Bubble
"Oooh! So cool!" The daeva would not apologize for fangirling over what was (to a bore) a simple jumpkick... well, rapid fire jumpkick. It had pizazz.
Mahvash didn't see his reaction though. Her sclera had gone utterly black even while she invisibly covered her retinas the moment she noticed. She (redundantly but *not* pointlessly) covered her face with her hands and (same thing) slightly separated her fingers to (not) peek through.
"You'll have to allow me some fun, but I don't see a thing." She said to Remix, offering a hand. Meant little to a woman whose primary senses were tactile, but... "And take this." She handed off her jacket. "Bandana, face mask, or I can just cut holes however you want to cut it. At least until Hei Lin makes you a marvelous 'shadow' mask."
"Lucy's found something by now, or we..." The daeva just pulled back from saying or 'we'll take turns twisting her head off'. Old style and from people she never liked anyways. "we'll have to experiment." She said without missing a beat. "Splitting up and searching is right out. Li, if I recall has his 'shadowsight', and Sam through all that nihilism developed a cold radar. Our masked avenger kicked us out of an 'impenetrable bubble. You're an amazing bunch."
Mahvash lay her face on her folded hands, smiling far too widely at the class. "Oh, little Lucy Livingston," she singsonged through her link. "Where for art thou?"
Edited by CenturyEye on Sep 30th 2018 at 8:15:23 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
The Location Formerly Known as the Abyss Bubble
"Ha! Take that, bubble!" Remix happily exclaimed.With the bubble bursting, and accepting the offered hand to stand back up, things were looking good. The excitement was cut short very quickly as the DJ noticed something. Namely, the fact that the hero-in-training's voice wasn't being modulated and manipulated by helmet-mounted microphones and speakers anymore.
"Shit!" Remix cursed, hands snaking up and feeling out the location where a helmet should have been, but wasn't. Her hands shoved her long, blond hair back behind her shoulders to get it out of her eyes, and looked at Mahvash, quickly accepting the bandanna. Tying it behind her neck let it stay in position, but only really served to hide her mouth, nose, and chin.
"Well... it's a mask, but it isn't much for concealing, no?" She said to Mahvash, half-joking, half-sarcastic.
Edited by nman on Sep 29th 2018 at 10:33:51 AM
Abyss Not-Bubble
As the bubble finally burst, Caleb keeled over and let out a deep breath, then started coughing as he hadn't actually let in a deep breath. As he did so, a sound came out of his watch which sounded kind of like a video game death noise.
What was THAT?
I guess we... Harmonised?
...
...
Sure.
As he got back to his normal self, Caleb looked over and saw whatever was happening with Remix. He opened his mouth to speak but decided against it, deciding he didn't have anything productive to say and this probably wasn't the time for his cynical attempts at humour.
"Can we leave now?"
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Amadea's Chamber - Sans Bubble
"I thought it was a luchador thing," Mahvash put a hand over her heart, mouth open in mock insult, even while hauling 'her' up. No mistaking the sounds, but between the name and the helmet, she would follow Remix's lead on the pronoun thing a la Mikael.
"Sacred faces and masks and all that," She quickly ended that sentence before spiraling. "The mask thing is important to you. I improvised. Besides, to have our bit of fun resolved by a demonic tantrum." She shook her head, scoffing before folding her arms behind her back and leaning into Remix. "I really want to see what makes you take it off for me. And tease your body. Reflexes." She switched the last word quickly, but... it wasn't an accident.
"Right," Mahvash brought a fist down to her open palm in a mimic of moments from tv. "We can leave." She answered Harmony after letting the question hang. "Let us go find our little Inkwell!" The daeva pumped a fist into the air before pointing ahead and following Lucy's spirit trail. She had left herself all over, but there was a trail.
Edited by CenturyEye on Sep 30th 2018 at 10:02:27 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Abyss
"Already on it." Hei's eyes glowed as he began viewing through the shadows of the Abyss, trying to locate his girlfriend. "Never thought I'd say this, but there are too many shadows for my liking right now...it's going to take a while to narrow down the range."
Lucy, where are you?
Edited by svenorzokarkoff on Oct 1st 2018 at 8:16:24 AM
AKA Nixer
The Abyss
It was about this point that Matten would receive a rather hasty reply from across her link – shining Lucy's position like a beacon in the process.
I'm here. I've found Amadea, but she's being held captive by a demoness. I'm trying to deal with her now, but I don't think I can hold out for much longer. I could snap back home at any second – and I get the feeling I won't be waking up anytime soon when I do. I've really pushed myself too far this time...
There was a pause, before she continued in more of a subdued, accepting tone; T-Tell Hei I love him, okay Matten? Just in case I don't wake up. And that I'm sorry I haven't been able to show it as much as I'd liked. Maybe we'll finally get five minutes of peace after this is over...
The link cut, presumably so Lucy could concentrate better.
Edited by Enirboreh on Oct 1st 2018 at 4:53:03 PM
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Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Abyss
"Oh." Mahvash whistled. "Found her. She might 'snap back home at any second', and Lin you take the time to speak with her."
The daeva tilted her head towards a wall 35 degrees to her side. "And Mikael, your mother is there, captive still." She didn't miss a beat, even while the wall, some structures, and alot of air vanished between her and their destination. The shortest distance between two places was a straight line, at least in this shape of space. The negative pressure would hurry them toward the place too.
As soon as she began to clear a path, the daeva tore her skirt and ran down the brand new corridor. "Mikael and Ellie can engage the jailer. Lin you see to Lucy and nothing else. I will find the time to do something creative with you and a rolling pin if you charge into the melee. First priority is freeing Amadea." Then the ink-harpy duel and said caged demon herself came into view. "Let's go!"
Edited by CenturyEye on Oct 1st 2018 at 12:25:25 PM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Breath of the Sun
The Abyss
The bubble popped, and even as Matten was dissolving the walls Mikael was flying forward, ignoring the Remix face-reveal behind her.
Then her mother came into view, choking within her airless prison. Mikael snarled, forgoing her crossbows entirely and drawing her knife, lunging at the harpy across the room - and for a moment, there was a swirl of black, Mikael blinking in and out of existence several times as she moved, throwing all of her power against whatever was restraining her teleportation - crossing the distance in half a second to bring the glowing blade down on the jailor's neck.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Abyss
Hei didn't even take the time to reply to Mahvash, and warped to Lucy's location via shadow gate as soon as the Daeva found her.
"Lucy!" The shadow-user's voice was tinged with worry as he frantically looked around in search of her. Failing that, Hei tried calling her over their link. "Lucy??"
Edited by svenorzokarkoff on Oct 1st 2018 at 2:18:54 AM
AKA Nixer
The Abyss
Shortly after Hei's call across the link, a small globule of black liquid seemed to detach from the demoness and zip on over to him – hovering a short distance in front of him and elongating a wire-thin appendage out to tap at his shoulder.
“Hey, Hei. I'm here,” Lucy's voice rang out with a hint of humour – albeit sounding fatigued. “I'm okay, just... holding on. Remind me never to do this again,” she requested in a joking tone, one that soon dropped to that of severity as she telepathically spoke up once more.
“Truth is... I don't know what'll happen when I disconnect... my mind's not been in my body for about twenty minutes now, and...” she trailed off, her suppressed fright audible even as she tried to keep her voice level, “I... don't know if I'll wake up f-for a while... I'm s-sorry...”
There was a brief pause, before a slight pressure would be felt on Hei's lips – similar to that of the assault of psychic attack-kissing he had involuntarily been on the receiving end of earlier by her ink doll. However, this one seemed a little stronger and a little more solemn – as Lucy was genuinely unsure as to what might occur when she snapped back into her own body.
Perhaps she was simply overreacting. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as her instincts told her it was going to be. But she knew that consequences were inevitable, and there was no telling of their severity. It was best to preemptively prepare for the worst and save regrets later. At least this way she'd have apologised and said goodbye.
She tried not to think about the terrifying possibility that she wouldn't wake up.
“I love you.”
Edited by Enirboreh on Oct 1st 2018 at 10:36:49 AM
bork
Surrounded by weirdoes
Back in their world, Sam was trying to not to worry too much. The should have been back probably before he was even back, but something seemed off. And then was Lucy looking like the project of a mad science class (he hasn't checked if it was a dedicated class, but who knows?)
"Ok, why does Lucy look like a crazy invention?" He asked to anyone who might be listening "Man, what did I miss?" He wondered to himself, trying to be ready for anything that happens.
Wake me up at your own risk.
Deranged X-Mas Figure
The Abyss — Mikael's Got a Body Count
"Wha—?"
The winged demon turned around just in time to feel Mikael slash apart her throat. If she had been just the slightest fraction of a second quicker, perhaps things would have been different. Perhaps she could have conjured up another gust of wind. Possibly port away in time. But as is, Mikael was simply too fast. And so, with one deft motion, the demon quickly became just another body on the floor.
Mikael herself wasn't even sure how she got so close in such a short amount of time. As far as she could tell, her teleportation still wasn't working just yet. Not fully. Espically after that blast from the magic bomb gave her another anti-teleport whammy. And yet, she managed to use it just the slightest nonetheless. Perhaps seeing someone nearly kill her mother drew her into such a murderous rage that she was able to briefly access a fraction of her abilities with one sheer burst of emotion. Either way, she had added yet another to her body count. Not that she seemed to mind.
As soon as the deed was done, Amadea dropped to the floor, the whirlwind having ceased to be. She breathed heavily, gasping for air as she regained her bearings. "That was close." She noticed the winged demon on the ground. She gently kicked it, making sure she was dead. "Hm. I suppose she isn't getting up anytime soon." She turned to Mikael before hugging her and squeezing her tight. "Thank you, Mikael. If you hadn't been there, I'm not sure what I would've done." She let her go before taking a good look at her, almost sizing her up. "Though I must say, you seem a bit different than I saw you last." She held out Mikael's locket. "Anyway, I assume you still want this?"
Edited by kkhohoho on Oct 1st 2018 at 11:35:27 AM
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
The Abyss - Torture Chamber (Sort of. Were they just moving in?)
"Greetings by the way," Mahvash gave a shallow curtsy to the jailer, observing long enough to note that yep, blood was flowing freely from its throat and the demon wasn't up and about.
"Touching," the daeva gave them but a moment before appearing before them. "But you can do this on Earth. You forget being taken earlier? Besides, we haven't seen Samuel's state, and Lucy has little time to see Lin and only Lin. This can wait, until the other side."
Edited by CenturyEye on Oct 2nd 2018 at 8:59:03 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Breath of the Sun
The Abyss
"It was nothing, Mom." Mikael took her locket back and slipped it around her neck. Immediately her heartbeat slowed, the anger from before completely gone. She gave a sideways glance to the demoness she'd killed, but didn't let it rest on her mind.
"And... yeah, we should probably get going. I... think my teleporting is coming back, but I still can't seem to pull myself home. So if you could bring the rest of us back, preferably before something else comes to attack us, it would be appreciated. Sorry for not staying longer, Mom, but I think I've had enough of the Abyss for now."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Deranged X-Mas Figure
The Abyss
"If you insist. That said, this is going to take several trips. If everyone could get themselves together..."
Saint Academy — Training Room
Several trips later in quick sucession, everyone was back safe and sound. More or less. Reinbach was still going over the control panel, but Interceptor rushed up to them as soon as they got back. "Finally. Is everyone alright?" He briefly glanced at Mikael's knife still sploched with blood before noticing Lucy. Or what remained of her. "Dang it. I'll call Nurse Hello. Hopefully she can heal her up before she gets worse. Anyone else need to be patched up? "
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
AKA Nixer
SA – Training Room
Lucy might've been about to object to being transported, but by then it was too late. At least the backlash to her returning consciousness would be lessened due to the shorter distance.
Not that it helped her. Because as soon as the globule of ink manifested, Lucy's actual body (still in the mass of makeshift radar equipment) was assaulted by an ethereal white light – which seemed to flow right through the ink covering her form and presumably directly absorbing into her body.
There was a brief pause, before all of the ink under her control went limp and crashed to the floor – spilling out in a manner similar to when the Entity had retreated for the first time back in the cafeteria. Thankfully, though, this was on a much smaller scale.
Once this had occurred, Lucy seemed to sway – still dripping with ink – before unceremoniously collapsing face-first onto the ground, her eyes open yet glazed and lifeless. She was breathing, at the very least – but her deathly pale, emaciated form distinguished her state from a normal case of deep sleep.
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Surrounded by weirdoes
Sam sighed in relief as everyone got there. The hard part was done, at least.
But it was short-lived as Lucy started going out. Quickly blocking the ink with a wall, he managed to put his arm to catch her, even if he visibly winced.
"What is wrong with my arm?" He muttered, but he had bigger things to worry about.
"Lucy?" He said, before looking at the others. There wasn't much to say. She needed help, now.
Wake me up at your own risk.
Abyss -> Academy
Hei had shifted out of his shadow form when the arrived back at the Academy, and the anxious expression on his face was plain to see. His worry rapidly escalated once he saw Lucy's condition and ran to her side when she fell and was caught by Sam.
"T-thanks for catching her." He mumbled, torn between worrying about his girlfriend and Sam's condition. "I c-can carry her to the nurse if your arm's injured..." He added, conjuring a makeshift stretcher out of a mass of shadow, as well as a gate leading to the Infirmary.
While he was speaking, Hei busied himself by pulling out the medical supplies he had acquired from the other universe, in case they could be of some use to anyone: Anything to keep his mind from obsessing about the worst case scenario.
Surrounded by weirdoes
"I think the issue is with my head" Sam admitted, a bit confused before focusing "But she is the important one right now, so get moving, she is gonna need your company" Putting Lucy down and giving the stretcher a push with the ice hands, he signaled Lin to go with her.
Looking at his arm, he wondered what's going on. But then, his eyes changed, looking like he wasn't in the room anymore.
He found himself in the middle of a distant battlefield, as a snowstorm suddenly surrounded a group of nazi soldiers as the American soldiers fell on them
Sam gasped as he came back on the real world, staggering a bit.
Just what was wrong with him?
Better get my head checked out He thought.
Edited by Blueace on Oct 2nd 2018 at 8:54:36 AM
Wake me up at your own risk.
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Saint Academy — Training Room
Mahvash appeared in the training room a tad later than the others. She had to retrieve her wagon (and especially Alt-Rienbach's book) and put it away after all. Still, she came soon enough to see Lucy's strings cut and Sam's soft reset/thousand yard stare. Hm. And then there was Lin.
Not to say that the lad's muted distress did not excite her, but... well, just but. Heh. Maybe she put too much time and attention into that pair.
On the level, Class 1 had returned to Terra Firma on her watch. No one has descended, and that's the bare minimum. Lucy crippled herself, rather Mahvash had let her do it without asking the right questions about how little Lucy's projection worked. The issue with Sam was identical, if cosmetically different. And that was hardly as smooth as Rebecca's handling of the bit at the outdoor pool. Hm...
"Lin," she gave the lad a nod before his departure. "Don't forget to update us on her and you. And do tell her that everyone made it back, largely thanks to her work." She tilted her head, considering a moment before striding forward. "Well, all of you traveled the realms and rose from the Abyss. Don't overlook that... while you're gathering yourselves someplace else."
This was indeed normally the part where she'd head off to the training room, or in this case, just drive others off. One thing though. "Interceptor," she called the man. "Excellency, where is Saint?"
Edited by CenturyEye on Oct 3rd 2018 at 6:43:41 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Deranged X-Mas Figure
"Saint Academy — Training Room
"Out getting groceries," said Interceptor. "He'll be back in a bit." He looked at Lucy. "Dang. She doesn't look good. Better cover all our bases." He quickly turned to Ellie. "Ellie, get Nurse Hello and Doctor Bozo. If we're lucky we'll only need her, but if I'm right about this, we might need the Doctor."
"On it!" She gave Mikael a quick peck on the cheek before she took off. "See you soon!" And one flash of static later, she was off.
With everyone now waiting for the Nurse and Bozo, there was just enough time for Interceptor to turn his attention to Mikael. He glanced again at the knife before asking the obvious. "So. While we're waiting, anything I should know about?"
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
"Out getting groceries?" The daeva tilted her head. "That's your cover story is it?"
Noting his rush to put Mikael on the spot she scoffed dramatically. "Oh fine," she shrugged. "If our hero is unavailable and hurting, I'll just have to gather people to look for him. Tis an emergency, you know? And I think it best if we just shout through the halls and the air 'our Saint could be having a heart attack at any moment! Oh where is he? Or something like that."
If Interceptor gave up Saint, fine. Here, now, red girl had a moment more to compose herself before answering.
"Oh," she put a finger in the air as if just thinking of this. "Lin took Lucy to the nurse. Oh, but I suppose Ellie will find them both there." From about any POV, a waste of air, and from here, just a bit more time for Mikael to think.
Plus, there was the implication that her Class 1 needed prompting to tend to one of its own.
Breath of the Sun
Home Again, Home Again
Mikael stared at the training room with a dull gaze, suddenly tired. She watched the others scurry to get the nurse, but couldn't bring herself to be concerned. Lucy look exhausted, but she hadn't been physically injured - Mikael was confident she'd recover.
Even as her girlfriend left, Mikael mustered only a small smile and wave. Interceptor finally dislodged her from her reverie, making her realize she was still holding her bloodied knife.
She cleaned it with a flick of the wrist, the energy in the blade dissolving the demon blood into steam, and quickly sheathed it.
"We had to fight our way out of the Abyss. My father has many wives, and they're... competitive." Mikael shrugged. "Fortunately, none of us were seriously harmed. Well, physically, anyway."
She looked to where Lucy had been a minute ago. "But I am very tired. Do we have to give a report now, or can I go take a nap?"
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
The Abyss — Bubble
It was done. With one swift kick from Remix, the weak point in the barrier gave way and the whole thing quickly and suddenly burst. For the most part it was harmless. If anyone felt anything, it was like a wave of nausea passing through their systems. The exception was Remix. While the rest of the barrier was content to go harmlessly into the night, the part that Remix kicked had become volatile enough that it promptly exploded and sent them flying on their back. The blast also vaporized part of their costume. It wasn't anything too bad. They were still more or less decent if nothing else. But as Remix started to get up, they quickly noticed that something was missing.
Namely their helmet.
The Abyss— Amadea
As Lucy managed to squeeze through into the other room, she finally began to see what was going on. The room itself wasn't much to look at. It was largely bare and vacant, with only the occasional splattering of blood and broken chains to suggest it had any use. A torture chamber perhaps? But for now, Lucy had other matters to be concerned with. A winged demoness was floating in the center of the room.
Her expression was staid and her eyes were glowing bright green as a whirling vortex spun in midair near the ceiling. And Amadea was trapped within it. She was grasping at her throat, trying her best to breathe to no avail. As though all the air was being sucked right out of her.
The winged demon yawned as though they couldn't care less. "This is taking longer than I thought. For what it's worth, I don't have anything against you personally. In fact, I actually somewhat admire you. But orders are orders."
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around