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"It's more like a barracks and meeting hall than a temple," Tiamat supplied as they made their way to their seats. It had taken her a while to adjust to the modern world when she'd first arrived, too - the awkward memories were fresh enough to move even her sense of helpfulness and sympathy. "With some weird additions - a library and...it's like a scrying pool. And some out of the way, quiet sparring rooms," she added, raising an eyebrow. "If you ever have time to spare." "Please try not to break them," Gaian Knight countered, grimacing as he took a chair near Fleur. "They're designed for superhuman combat and testing, but you aren't supposed to take that as a challenge." "I'm not sure you understand what 'testing' means." "Not what--okay." The hero gave up, pointedly ignoring his partner's canine-baring grin as he turned his focus back on the gods. "Please, take a seat. I'm sure everyone here is going to have questions, and the least we can all do is try our best to provide answers."
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"Don't screw it up," Mara cautioned. "Probably harder to get a third chance. And want you in my company. But if you screw the company over, I will end you." Mara's tone wasn't threatening or violent, but there was something about the way she'd said 'end you' that implied it wouldn't quite stop at getting fired. "Start...mmh. On the first? Used to do it earlier, but our 'hr department' is one person and she got mad. Paperwork. Am sure she'll give you plenty of things to sign on your first day. Until then...homework." She tapped her finger against her leg for a moment, turning her mind over to the thought that'd been growing for the last few minutes. "Will probably start you out working on improving our security. Had an...incident, a while ago. You have valuable experience. So while you wait to start, think of ways you'd break in, steal or destroy things. And then think of how you'd stop or prevent you."
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Gaian Knight ?do=embed' frameborder='0' data-embedContent> (4) (4) ?do=embed' frameborder='0' data-embedContent> (10) 4+4+10= 18 posts Dragonfly (4) (4) 4+4= 8 posts Wraith - 0 posts + 2 (NPC) = 2 posts NPC - Tiamat ?do=embed' frameborder='0' data-embedContent> (1) ?do=embed' frameborder='0' data-embedContent> (3) 1+3= 4/2 = 2 posts Tiamat's posts are applied to Wraith, blatantly just to get her at least 1pp this month. Ref point goes to GK.
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Gaian Knight's platform finally finished rearranging itself, arms of stone rising up from the edges, pulling Fleur's foliage along for the ride as they came together in a great protective dome. It was clearly designed more to keep things out than in - the space between the bars of the cage-like construct were far enough apart to let a grown man squeeze through, but it'd hopefully keep the seeking claws of oversized avians at bay. "Ladies and gentlemen, please keep arms and legs inside the protective barrier at all times," Gaian Knight advised, a piece of the platform detaching to lift him up through the top of his creation. "I think Fleur's right - we're going to want to bring the Simurgh down to ground level, and I don't think it's going to be very happy about that."
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Welp, all GK can really do is complete his full-round action from the previous round, completing his creation. With his remaining move action, he takes off into the air over the dome.
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"Not bad at all," Gaian Knight agreed, his little arsenal of stones standing down and returning, relaxed, to hover above and behind his shoulders. "No civilian danger, not much infrastructure damage. That's about as well as it could have possibly gone, really!" He set about repairing what little he could, immediately sighing as Tiamat swooped in to add a shallow gouge to the road as she landed. "Hahaha!" she rumbled, turning her head to grin toothily at the godlings. "I do like you, cat! You are small, but you have excellent style."
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"It's a design problem," Mara admitted, though her outward attention was precisely where her attention should have been, which came back to bite her when she nearly ran into a tree. "The suit interface, I mean. Good security, easy interface design, but making something usable by someone else would be difficult. Interesting, though." She smiled, though with great effort she kept her tone scientific. "Pants, no design problems. Ideal shape and cut. Cut is easier - shape is mysterious. Sometimes suspect there may be something supporting pants to provide the shape. Requires more research."
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Gaian Knight frowned as Tiamat left the man's side to relay their new information, letting his hovering monoliths settle down to rest again. "It probably goes without saying that we shouldn't be eating or drinking anything around here," he said, idly casting his senses down into the ground to take a look at the vast root network of the expansive plant carpet. "Anyone else a little curious about how this is playing out? The strength to repel an army, and some super-heroes under your thumb, and in twenty years this is as far as you're able to go? Seems like the traditional path would be to take over most of the world - or the continent, even - and then start seeding other worlds from a position of power. Unless the Mother's concerned more with growing than actually controlling...." He frowned again, turning his gaze back toward their unwilling informant. "How many people have already been sent out to seed other worlds?"
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"Lucky you even had an orbit," Dragonfly rather uncharitably pointed out, tilting her head to regard the ship. "Just as likely to have ended up entering atmosphere at near-c, or stuck in empty space. Or dragged into a sun." The armored heroine tapped a finger against her leg as she thought, grimacing at the idea of scrapping an engine capable of relativistic speeds. waste - had to be done? - unsure - context - priorities "Would be useful to know how they captured a Star Knight, how they got away. Method, I mean. Probably going to have to track them somehow. And get to them. Suppose we could try to get that ship working again...mmh. Sounds like it was a trap, though. Would need to check it very, very carefully for tracers, control overrides, surveillance equipment. Costs time."
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"I'd answer her, kid," Tiamat said, strolling over and throwing an arm around the doctor's stone-wrapped form, her voice nothing but friendly concern. "'cos oh, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. See, here's the thing: you kind of smacked the wrong beehive, Doc. Can I call you 'Doc'? Great. Here's a little perspective for you: I'm a dragon." The amazonian woman's voice was no longer friendly, and as she spoke she leaned her head in until she was nearly cheek-to-cheek with the man, one unnaturally red eye looking sidelong at his as. A little puff of fire accompanied the word 'dragon'. "I don't mean that figuratively. I am a centuries-old giant flying death lizard. I have terrorized villages and burnt castles down - and this is the important part, you need to understand this bit: I am not the scariest thing in this room. See the nice guy in the coat, for example?" Gaian Knight's instinct was to raise an eyebrow, but he'd been partnered up with Tiamat long enough to have learned to play along. With the cloth over his face obscuring most of his expression he looked impassive, neutral and unassuming...until his goggles lit up like they were hiding golden bulbs, great jagged stones pulling themselves up out of the ground. Tiles were shoved aside as solid pieces of earth twice the size of a man rose to hang nearly motionless around the hero, without him so much as moving a muscle. "Yeah. What's a plant without any dirt? See, your Mother's not here, Doc. And the sooner you give us information, the sooner we won't be here either."
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Welp, all the good Diplomacy is off frolicking with dryads, so time for another tack, maybe. Tiamat puts on her scary face. Intimidate Check: 25 GK aids! Aid Intimidate Check: 22 .... GK, did you just nat-20 being scary? YOU? Really?? So, that's 25 (Tiamat) + 3 (GK) = 28 or so.
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Tiamat's bellow sounded a bit like rumbling laughter as she wheeled toward the giant snake-woman, driving rather fearlessly at the creature's head. The dragon's cry ended on a sour note, though: while her talons found purchase they made an awful scraping noise as they failed to dig far into their enemy's surface, and nothing but some faint scratches were left behind as she passed. Gaian Knight had somewhat better luck: between Tiamat's attack, Fleur de Joie's disabling, and Nick's distraction the geokinetic hero had just enough time to line up enough of an attack that could hurt the thing. Under his direction a spinning cylinder of stones like a windless earthen cyclone bore into the creature's side - it wasn't enough, not against a being its size, but it was a start.
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I'll just roll Tiamat and GK's actions into a single IC post; easier that way. GK just blasts the thing: Ranged Attack Roll: 23 DC27 base, +1/2 autofire, up to DC32.
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Go for the eyes, Tiamat! Melee Attack Roll vs. Obsidian Butterfly (unarmed) (1d20 + 7=20) That might do? DC30 Tou.
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The field Dragonfly had made to help stabilize their journey flickered and died, space pulling back together into a more normal shape not so much because she was letting it and more because she just couldn't maintain it anymore. The heroine's suit appeared to be faring a bit better than Fenris', but she could still be barely heard muttering about what sounded like the results of a quick diagnostics check. "Right," she said, attention snapping back as Solar Sentinel addressed their new arrival. "Honor, not so much. Don't care if you're a Black Hole Baron - kind of want to know why a ship almost got dropped on the city at terminal velocity. Might still owe you a punching."
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Gaian Knight waited as long as he dared, holding up a cautioning hand as he felt Fleur de Joie and her escorts move away...and, just as vitally, felt the doctor's presence on the other side of their hiding spot. Each step and shift of weight was a vibration that the earth, even overgrown as it was by the unnatural plant life, was more than happy to provide him. When he could wait no longer he snapped his hand closed. Dirt and stone that should have been solid flowed upward like clay from between the broken tiles, encasing the doctor in a cocoon of solid rock that left him only enough of an opening to breathe...and nothing more. "....well! That was...interesting," he mused, walking around to frown at their new prisoner. "So: anybody know enough about this thing to break it without a giant explosion or holes in spacetime or something?"
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"Pretty sure you've paid your dues by now," Mara wryly agreed. "Damsel tax. Paid up for years - any more kidnapping and the universe owes you kittens and rainbows. Possibly rainbow kittens." She leaned up to give Ellie a quick kiss on the cheek, returning the hip bump as she settled back down and got a better hold of her collection of sticks. "Would offer you armor so you could punch Ellie-stealing idiots with science, but not really your style? Also, wouldn't be able to wear your pants anymore. And I would be sad."
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Tiamat bellowed a challenge, one monster rising up into the air to meet another. The 'rising up' part proved to be somewhat problematic, however: gaining height when reliant on muscle for flight was both more difficult and slower than gliding or diving, even on wings as mighty as a dragon's; the Simurgh's altitude advantage made it far too easy to dodge or counter an attack from below, and Tiamat's bellow ended on a sour note of frustration as she had to turn aside at the last moment, one grabbing limb barely missing the Simurgh's body and foiling her attempt to drag the creature closer to ground level.
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Monster fight! Tiamat flies in and grapples that sucker. Or, y'know, tries. Melee Attack Roll: 13 ....and fails! Welp. Not gonna bother surging or rerolling that sucker. Too few hero points to go around and all that.
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Gaian Knight's stream of earth froze in place like it had become embedded in something invisible, individual stones and shards rotating in mid-air to re-orient themselves on a new target. When they moved again it was like they'd been shot out of a cannon: a single, sudden rush of lithic projectiles that, as usual, found their target with very little in the way of fanfare or showing off. For that, he'd much rather be building something; this was a fight, and even if their opponents weren't quite alive the geokinetic would much rather simply have it over with. "The lady has a point, you know. Those of you who are left could stand down. We'd have to figure out what to do with you, but I can almost guarantee it's better than being turned to dust and sent back to wherever you came from."
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GK waits as long as he dares to give Fleur some distance, and then attempts to Snare the Doctor; he'll remain hidden, though, just in case! Mmmm, Tremmorsense and Indirect 2.... Ranged Attack Roll: 18 I'm...hoping the Doctor isn't much of a combatant; at the very least the Doctor should be flat-footed, I guess. If that hits, DC22 Reflex vs. a snare effect, coming straight up out of the ground. If the guy's bound, GK'll block all his senses.
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GK makes another straight-up autofire attack, on this one: 14 - Tzitzimitl x1 - Bruised x2, Pinned 22. DC27 Toughness base, +1 per 2 the attack exceeds its (pinned!) defense.
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Tiamat answered Set's question with a defiant roar, setting a blazing red eye on one of the few foes who were both airborne and still a possible threat. She didn't even slow down as she chased her fiery breath toward her prey - if anything, she sped up, surging forward with jaws open wide. Teeth like large daggers closed on the unfortunate tzitzimitl, and it fared no better than anyone foolish enough to venture into the mouth of a dragon: she shook it twice, like a dog with a large rat, before snapping her jaw closed. The broken form of the demon was expelled with a twist of the head, accompanied by a short burst of fire to clear anything distasteful that lingered. "Give up, worms!" she bellowed. "You began this fight outclassed, and it will only get worse for you!"
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"Help slow it down!" Dragonfly shouted back, already spinning her mind through the math and models and probabilities. At this speed, with this much mass, it was going to be hard to slow down enough to not cause a rather significant explosion when they hit the ground. But as long as they weren't exploding.... "stabilization will soak - but can only shunt up to - mass x acce- Slow it WAY down," she corrected, biting her lip as her suit spun up to speed, neon light running along the plates and seams of her suit. Space around the ship started to twitch a little, like an unstable, oversized force field was starting to form. "Slow as possible would be good. Can help stabilize a tunnel, but excess energy and momentum are going to have to go somewhere; need as little of them as possible when we hit ground!"
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Tiamat picks out a new target: 14 - Tzitzimitl x1 - Staggered Move Action: Fast Startle 26 Terrible! But at least her bonus is good. Standard Action: Charge! 21 Guess she didn't need that startle after all. Ah well! DC30 Toughness save. Tiamat's at -2 Defense until her next turn.
