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Lulu had let the two chat back and forth a bit, in part because she felt both of them could benefit from more social interaction, but here she felt the need to step back into conversation as she took one of the offered cookies. "What ah think Aquaria might be referrin' to are maybe mystical aspects of the language? Because ah can tell you that magic is very real! There was that incident on campus last Halloween, plus all kinds of historical cases involvin' the Master Mage and whatnot. When you're dealin' with magic, words have real power, things like 'true names' and such." She took a big bite out of her cookie and shook her head. "And that, mah friends, is where ah draw the line; mah powers are weird enough without bringin' spells and s### into the mix!"
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Torque cocked her head to one side as she pondered the various issues being raised. "Perhaps it is best if we continue this conversation elsewhere, including discussions about a base of operations if we want it to be private. As to the choice of a 'friendly face' for our semi-informal alliance, we have a number of options, as several of us would be considered attractive by current standards. Public speaking ability and personal charisma are also important factors to consider, as well an individual's desire to maintain anonymous, as increased public exposure by its nature increases the chance of-" And here she smirked as realized the phrase she'd walked into. "Exposure." Then she turned to indicate the plant controller with a wave of her hand. "Persephone would be my first choice, as she is charming, attractive and has strong visual appeal, but I certainly understand if you are reluctant to jeopardize your private life."
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As Davyd described his childhood, it did indeed sound like he had the benefit of a loving family. It explained how he could walk in the world do full of trust. But there were other things she started to pick up on, things that he missed out on. Like siblings, or pretty much any other kids his age; he'd grown up surrounded by adults in a tight-knit immigrant family. No wonder he was so shy! "So, you didn't really grow up around a lot of girls, did ya? No sisters or cute cousins comin' over to visit on Thanksgivin' or Christmas?"
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Lulu had gone into full on freak out mode as Orange Squad was taken to the electroshock room; it took two strong men to haul the biting, kicking and cursing redhead and force her into the chair. She'd never felt more powerless or terrified in her life, and as the switch was pulled, Adam's name was on her lips. - - - - - - And then she woke up in a pair of blue denim overalls and pink baby Nikes, with her red hair pulled up into a simply adorable topknot on top of her head. Baby Lu Lu wobbled to her feet and looked around, her eyes full of wonder. "Whoa! Wha' happen?" Desiring to get a better lay of the land, she began to awkwardly levitate into the air, on her way to the highest shelf she could see. "Hey, this is fun! Wheee!"
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Lulu sat and digested Ashley's words for a while, as they'd raised even more questions, but she was quick to shut such thoughts down, as dwelling on them was totally missing the point. This was truth the older Smith was willing to offer (and Lulu knew it was true), and it needed to be respected. "Ah'm sorry you lost your daddy; ah'm sure he'd be proud as hell at how you watch out for Judy. Ah'm sure there's a lot of him in you, and that you honor him everyday." She sighed and looked down at her hands. "Mah daddy's a piece of s###, and the world would be better off without 'im; ah like to think every good thing ah do is givin' him the finger." Shifting gears, Lulu looked back up at Ashley. "So. What can ah do to help?"
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"Don't you f###in' patronize us," Lulu snarled at Harlan before turning to the others. "None of this real, y'all! It's gotta be a spell or somethin'! We're still in the goddamn haunted house! It must have been some kind of trap!" Noticing Davyd succumbing to the effects of whatever was affecting them, she grabbed him by the shoulders and gave him a good shake. "Don't fall for their bulls###, Davyd! You are a badass shapeshifter and you are better than this! Snap out of it, boy!" Searching his eyes for any recognition, she suddenly leaned in and kissed him smack on the lips!
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"Ah can't hear anythin'," Lulu said in a dull voice. "Ah can't hear the city's thoughts anymore, the constant background buzz." She looked from one of her fellow students to another in rapid succession, becoming increasingly alarmed. "Ah can't read anyone's thoughts!" Then she looked over to Leroy, then up into the sky, her eyes darting around as she became more panicked. "Hey, where'd the dragon go? Could he fly us out of here?" And then her eyes went wide when they fell upon the doctor. "You did this to us!" In a flash of uncharacteristic rage, the redhead grasped the man by his lapels. "What have you done to us?!"
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Diplomacy check: 1d20+15=16 Oof, lowest posdible roll. Edit: spending HP for reroll! 1d20+15=26
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'Rachel' paused for a second, then tossed her device away and sighed. "You're right; we need to stop this." She extended her hands out to her sides, and reverted back...to Lynn Epstein. She was wearing her most comfortable mom jeans, a light green sweater and a pair of Nikes, and she stuck her hands in her pockets as she shrugged. "I don't really feel like fighting anymore, either." She walked towards Rayburst, as relaxed and non-threatening as possible. "You're Louis, right? My name's Lynn. You look like your having a pretty rough day, am I right?"
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"Okay, so no offense, but ah know everythin' you do is to protect Judy; you never would have revealed your powers if she wasn't threatened." There was no judgement in the telepath's voice. "You took an oath, or actually a few oaths, ah think. Your story, both yours and Judy's, don't quite add up, but ah don't care. You'd protect her with your dyin' breath...and that ain't even all the oath, that's noble; that's love. Ah want to protect her, too, and whatever story you want me to tell, ah'll tell it, but we'll need to get Adam and Mia onboard, because they're the only other witnesses. Schools in on it, too, right? Nursing staff and Summers, at least, keeping your powers secret?" It was a bit incongruous, seeing Lulu in that ridiculous collar, but her expression was full of empathy, and a firm desire to help.
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Lulu was about to respond to Ashley when Adam poked his head up behind her, and the redheaded psionic had to suppress a chuckle. She then looked at Judy's overprotective sister and shrugged. "Ah mean, this just saves me the trouble of havin' to lie to you; you know ah would have told him anyway." She reached up and put a hand on her boyfriend's arm. "Give us a minute? Ah think this part has to be private." Once he was out of the room, she turned her full attention to Ashley. "So right off the bat, thank you. Seriously. But ah'm thinkin' we have more important things to discuss."
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Uh oh. Are we all dressed like Mia?
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Actually the duplicate Grim is outside, while the real Grim is inside! The dupe is expendible, and not super happy about it.
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It was nice to see Abby out and about; she rarely socialized with the rest of the squad. But the stairs suddenly turning into a ramp seriously freaked Lulu out; of course, this was Freedom, where you had to expect the unexpected, but thst degree of thoughtfulness seemed too good to true. Once inside, however, things seemed a bit more mundane; maybe they just opted to splurge on some high tech stairs? It would explain the cheapness of the rest of the decorations. "We have been warned," Lulu intoned mock-ominously. "Dare we venture forward?"
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Lulu was cutting and serving pie as the discussion started, and the ideological differences between Judy and Mia (Lawful vs Chaotic) quickly became clear. Maybe she could help find a middle path? "Maybe not a leader, but people assigned or choosin' specific tasks? Because sometimes you need accountability; some folks won't move their ass unless you switch it." She paused and cleared her throat. "Ah, uh...ah can go next, ah suppose. As some of you may know, ah grew up in a small town in Alabama; three churches, three fireworks stands. It was not a safe place to be out, or think differently at all, for that matter." She winced slightly. "Ah'm straight myself, and ah didn't have any queer friends or family." Then she stopped and raised a finger. "Nope, that ain't right; ah had two cousins, Maybelene and Joseph, but they weren't out to anyone. And that's the thing." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Ah been a telepath since ah was ten, and when your that small, you ain't...you ain't fully formed yet, morally, 'specially if you grow up in a den of thieves. The point is, ah knew everybody's secrets back in Columbia; who they was cheatin' on who, who was hittin' who. And ah knew who was gay...and who was sufferin'...and who was terrified to tell their daddy, 'cause their daddy would disown `em. " And now tears of shame rolled down her cheeks. "And ah never helped...ah was never an ally to any of them. Ah just watched them die inside, because ah was scared; scared to be seen with 'em, scared to help. And ah hate myself for it. But ah'm not scared anymore; ah want to help now, and for the rest of mah life. Ah want to be an ally"
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"Hey, this is good," nodded Lulu as she started up the SUV. "Kind of like a Ukrainian Shakira." She jacked up the music and rolled down the windows as they hit the road in earnest. The young Alabaman proved to be a surprisingly good driver; a little bit of a lead foot, but she always checked her mirrors and signaled properly. They took turns picking music to play through the stereo to keep things lively. Lulu favored the Southern rock of her ancestors (Lynryd Skynyrd, Marshall Tucker Band, the Allman Brothers, Mason Proffit), as well as classic country acts like Johnny Cash, Willi Nelson, Hank Williams and k.d. laing. But she also had a pop-y, eclectic side. selecting tracks by Kelly Clarkson, Prince and Beck. In general, if it was up tempo and guitar-driven, she was there for it. In terms of conversation, she apparently didn't want to talk about her own family very much, but was curious to hear all about Davyd's, especially anything related to food or family gatherings. The one thing she was very eager to talk about was Adam's Dungeons & Dragons campaign, and the adventures the Claremont party had been on to date. This led to some wonderful stories, occasionally accompanied by miniature versions of the battles being played out across the dashboard. "So by now, Leroy is down, again, because that boy don't know the meanin' of the word 'fear', and Judy is haulin' ass over to him to lay on hands. Now, ah can see the plant monster thing sneakin' up on Pan from mah position, but he's still deafened, which ah forgot, so he can't hear me shoutin' at him to watch out. So ah'm like 'f### it, Sacred Flame right in its ass', and it goes down, because it's vulnerable to fire! And ah was like, 'Take that, you sumbitch!' Lord, it was fun! Judy healed Leroy, and then we mopped up the rest of the swamp men pretty fast after that." She took a deep breath and sighed, her face flushed from the vicarious excitement. "You should totally play, Davyd; we could really use an arcane caster."
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"Oh, is that what ah think it is," asked Lulu with a mischevious glint in her eye, after she recognized the smell and facial expression. "Gimme some of that 'party punch'!" She took a decent-sized swig, then shivered and fanned herself as she laughed and handed it back to Mia. "Oh, that is vile, but bless your heart for brinigin' it, darlin'! Brrr!" She used her illusion powers to make her patchwork head spin a round a few times. Now fortified against the powers of darkness, Lulu pumped her fist into the October sky. "Who else we waitin' on? Ah am ready to take this mother on! Woo!"
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"You can call me Torque, for now, said the shapeshifter as she stepped inside. "And thank you for the invitation." When the subject of food was broached, she looked slightly uncomfortable. "I...regret that I must decline your offer of food. Despite my appearance, I am no longer human, and therefore cannot enjoy it. However, on the off-chance you have any scrap metal or even recycling on hand, I would happily partake." It seemed like Cheval and Persephone were getting on well. Good; they made a lovely couple. Torque took a seat by Niro, and gave him a polite nod and smile in greeting.
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Lulu shook her head and waved a dismissive hand. "Oh, Judy said 'yes' right away! She gobbles up that romantic nonsense! Then Ashley flipped out, and there you go!" The redheaded telepath paused as she grew more thoughtful. "But you have to figure, Judy doesn't know what the future holds. And she's an old-fashioned girl; she wants a family and house full of kids and dogs, with a big yard with a tire swing out back. And she's afraid she'll never get that. So ah sometimes think she's trying to cram all of that in now." She sighed, and felt a great deal of compassion for her friend.
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"We may have drugs," Casey called out aa lifted up the baggie. "Probably need to have a lab analyze it, though." The papers were interesting; had Mohinder been struggling with his homework before his mind was effected? She took out her phone and took pictures of the melted lock, and also gouged out a small sample with her fingernails, and put it into a small baggie from her belt, which along with the green substance went back into a belt pouch. Then the blonde heroine had a thought, and started to check the dates on the homework to see how they synced up with the timeline they knew so far.
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Lulu took a cookie with a smile and a sotto voce 'thank you', then took a bite of it as she pondered Aquaria's question. After a few moments chewing, she shrugged. "Mmm, I don't know; if the Good Lord comes back to this Earth, ah think a lot of the folks who claim they serve him will be quakin' in their boots. Ah think a lot of wickedness and hurt is done in His name, which is a shame, because the Bible is full of such beautiful things; it really is 'the Good Book' if you read it right. But ah think a lot of folk, at least where ah come from, use it to justify their own worst behaviour." Then she turned to Nick as she popped the rest of her cookie in her mouth. "What about you, Mister Nick? Any questions for our distinguished guest?"
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Lynn pursed her lips in thought. "The hero thing? Yeah, we can give it a try. We'd have to figure out what works for us; I don't really patrol anymore. We, uh...Gretch and I tended to rely on tips and research to find our cases, and focused primarily on the supernatural stuff, y'know? We found our niche." She was quiet for a little bit, perhaps lost in memories. "It'll be nice to handle things differently; love her to death, but Gretch sucked at undercover work. Anything dealing with people, basically..." And just like that, Lynn was snoring in a light doze; she was adorable in her sleep.
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"Nope!" She reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a set of keys, which she spun around her finger in sheer delight. "Ah have been given the keys to the Kingdom! C'mon, let's hit the road!" Lulu led Davyd outside to the student parking lot, and to a waiting blue BMW SUV that chirped and flashed it lights in greeting when she pressed the key. "Mah foster mom is amazin', and somehow trusts me enough to drive. Ah mean, it's a just a loaner, but still!" She stopped for a second and ran her hand along a fender. "Sometimes it's like mah old life is just a bad dream..." Rousing herself from her reverie, the telepath got behind the wheel, checked her mirrors, and pulled a pair of sunglasses out of the glove compartment before handing her phone over to Davyd. "Okay, you're our DJ; you are what you play." She'd opened her iTunes account, and her phone was synced to the stereo.
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Like many 'gingers', Lulu took a great deal of pride in her red hair; she'd vowed never to dye it, and she really enjoyed coming up with looks to enhance her natural vibrance. This extended to Halloween costumes as well; growing up, she'd adored Disney's Kim Possible, which was an easy and inexpensive favorite, and she'd gone as Ginny Weasely a few times, including last least. But this year, she wanted to try something different, and after a little Googling, she found a look she instantly fell in love with, and with a little help from her awesome foster mom, should be able to pull off. "Hey y'all," Lulu called out as she clacked towards the group in a pair of black party shoes; she was drssed as Sally fom The Nightmare Before Christmas, but how she might look at a Southern cotillion. The blue makeup had taken hours to put on, but the final effect was worth it! "So, we ready to have our spines tingled? Ooh, Mars bars!"
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There was a dull rumble as a sleek black sports car glided up the street. It looked to be of perhaps Italian design, though in fact it was the product of its creator's imagination. It finally pulled to a stop, the interior hidden behind smoked glass as the engine continued to throb. Suddenly, and in this crowd perhaps predictably, the shiny glass and steel began to collapse inward, as door panels folded like butterfly wings in reverse. Vibora's own 'Machine Maiden', as the newspapers called her, was tucking away her extra mass to resume her humanoid form. As she did so, it appeared Taye had also dressed a bit more thoughtfully, her casual coveralls replaced by a stylish black jumpsuit and low-heeled boots. A fine silver chain was coiled into her braids, and a pair of diamond earrings flashed just below her magnificent updo, all of which made her appear taller and more statuesqe. "Hello, she said with a simple wave of her hand as she joined the other two near the front entrance; her expression was mild yet friendly.
