World War Burst S3 Part Tub

Jun 26 18:47:17 *	Oxford has changed the topic to: Curfew starts at SUNSET, and will be STRICTLY ENFORCED - Courtesy of the Provost-Deputies Office
Jun 26 19:02:12 <Oxford>	The sun is the color of melted butter, pooling golden in the reflections of the windows along the shadowed street. The sky above is pure blue behind a few wisps of cloud, despite the gathering dusk. On the stone street, Cille stands with a brown duffle at her feet, looking across at the doorway into the cellar tavern.
Jun 26 19:04:20 <Oxford>	The man who dropped her off provided scant information: only that she was to be assigned to this location, and that everything else was classified.
Jun 26 19:06:38 <Henriette>	The door suddenly flings open as a distraught woman storms out of the tavern. "Je ne vais pas vivre comme ca!" she shouts as she stalks down to the end of the alley, completely ignoring the girl. "
Jun 26 19:06:38 <Henriette>	Quand je dors dans un lit propre, je serai satisfait!"
Jun 26 19:07:17 <Cille_Lund>	All the classified information made it sound more...romantic, anyway, so scant or not, she moves on as she was, thinking little about...little. So, all the better! She wasn't told to wait outside, so it's alright to go inside, and that's exactly what she does. Grasp the future! Whatever that i--oh.
Jun 26 19:08:21 <Cille_Lund>	"...Huh. What was her deal..." ...NO STOPPING. Still grasping the future, but it's more to close the door behind her on the way in this time.
Jun 26 19:11:24 <Lily_Blevins>	Cille is nearly bowled over by a black-haired girl with a uniform, who barely stops right in front of Cille.  "UmohhiwhoareyouareyousupposedtobeherewhichwaydidHenrigo?"
Jun 26 19:13:48 *	Rosalyne_Holst is trying to tidy up the place they are supposed to be staying at. It looks like everything but the bar itself has been abandoned for years. She cleans the floor with the wet mop and loks at the new girl that nearly got run over by Lily, "Who are you?"
Jun 26 19:15:34 <Cille_Lund>	...Is this why they didn't explain anything? Is this the weirdo confinement chamber? ...Was that a breakout? No, no, stop that, imagination. Get it together. "She went that way," she points the way Henriette rushed off, "and my name is Cille Lund. I was told to come here to serve our country, but little else."
Jun 26 19:15:53 <Oxford>	The door at the bottom of the stairs leads into a cool, dark room with stone floors and wooden fixtures around the walls. A few electric lamps light Rosalyne's work, the wet stone glistening like a subterranean lair.
Jun 26 19:16:10 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily is looking newgirl up and down with her brown eyes.  "Cool help me out!" She grabs Cille's hand and starts going in the indicated direction, after Henriette!
Jun 26 19:16:47 *	Cille_Lund accepts that she signed up for this, as she's led around by Lily!
Jun 26 19:17:33 <Naida>	Naida polishes a few grimy glasses from behind the bar counter before growing quite bored and following them out the door.
Jun 26 19:17:50 <Henriette>	Outside, the same buxom brunette stands against the wall, grumping about with incomprehensible Gaulian. She looks a little dirty, though probably far better groomed than any of the other girls.
Jun 26 19:19:26 <Lily_Blevins>	"Henriiiiiiiii what's wrooooooong!?  Cille is worried about you and she just got here see?"  She points at Cille's face.
Jun 26 19:21:04 *	Rosalyne_Holst is atually sort of sweaty from helping Naida clean the place. And looks on as Naida leaves, leaving her alone in the hal-clean cellar. "Skrue dette." Before following behind everyone to see what all the fuss is about.
Jun 26 19:21:52 <Cille_Lund>	...Worried...yes, worried. Worried is a word she could use, yes. Her expression is worried, yes, and perhaps about her, but the reasonings are different than what's being implied, here. "...Y-yes, very worried."
Jun 26 19:22:01 <Henriette>	There's a surprised look on Henriette's face at the arrival of the new girl. "Lily, ma cherie, surely you understand that we cannot continue living in this... this... cachot until we have acquired the proper ammenities? And now we have recieved yet another recrue and we have no warm, clean abode with which to welcome her!"
Jun 26 19:23:02 <Lily_Blevins>	Blink.  "I wasn't cold in there!"
Jun 26 19:23:04 <Naida>	"Ooooooooh, she's prissy! Well that explains that, she knows we've got a pretty decent commodity here to trade for reasonably decent bedding and other unnecessary things, right? Oh she can hear me and probably understand me, so I could have just asked her directly."
Jun 26 19:23:18 <Henriette>	"''"
Jun 26 19:25:12 <Henriette>	"'Prissy'? Vous pouvez vivre comme la peste, mais je ne vais pas me soumettre a une telle vie," she rambles out irritably. "We will collect a washtub one way or another."
Jun 26 19:25:54 <Rosalyne_Holst>	"We have a bar and we can sell stuff from there and make the money we were supposed to be given." Rosalyne says flatly, "Just give it time.  "
Jun 26 19:25:59 <Naida>	"Oh, we're stealing one then? Alright, let's find one."
Jun 26 19:26:21 <Rosalyne_Holst>	"Or we could go look for one in a junkyard."
Jun 26 19:26:34 <Naida>	"Nono, it would be full of dirt, much too gross for our princess!"
Jun 26 19:26:45 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily's eyes glaze over for a moment as the torrent of Gaulian rains out, then the washtub is mentioned.  "Actually, I found a pond in the nearby fores it has perfectly clear water and no leeches or anything!"
Jun 26 19:26:56 <Henriette>	"Mais non! Etes-vous une sorte de gamin des rues? Ou est votre honte?" More rambling Gaulian.
Jun 26 19:27:16 <Lily_Blevins>	"Henri.  Albaean."
Jun 26 19:28:13 <Lily_Blevins>	She still hasn't let go of Cille's hand.
Jun 26 19:28:44 <Henriette>	Shaking her head, she repeats, "I will not live like some swine rolling around in their own filth, and I will not be the dishonorable type to steal. I have a short bit of Albaean currency. I will do this much, at least."
Jun 26 19:29:26 <Cille_Lund>	How to serve your country: steal a washtub. ...And then clean it? ...No, no, it's 'take a bath'. "...What I signed up for...has very little to do with this, right?"
Jun 26 19:29:50 <Lily_Blevins>	"We could ask to requisition one from the locals.  If they can spare one!"
Jun 26 19:30:27 <Naida>	Naida elbows Cille in the ribs playfully. "Nah, you get a weird costume and then you run a tavern, that's what the secret duty is."
Jun 26 19:31:28 <Rosalyne_Holst>	"You'll get used to these crazy Albeans, maybe, I sure haven't." She puts her hand on Cille's shoulder.
Jun 26 19:33:05 <Henriette>	Don't forget fighting planes, too. "Oh, je suis desole. I suppose Lily and I are the most senior members of our flight. We are currently representing the continental... outreach branch of the Albaean war effort. Our duty is to defend the area from enemies!" Though honestly, she has no idea when enemies are supposed to come or who to fight or who to even report to. These are problems that
Jun 26 19:33:05 <Henriette>	need solving sometime. Also, baths.
Jun 26 19:33:27 <Henriette>	The speech, however, sounds pretty prepared. She stares off into space as if reading from some imagined piece of paper.
Jun 26 19:33:48 <Lily_Blevins>	"Yep!  Any planes or tanks or soldiers that come in, we blow them up!"
Jun 26 19:33:57 <Naida>	"...shouldn't there be some sort of training then?"
Jun 26 19:34:30 <Lily_Blevins>	"Pendants don't need a lot of training!  Magic is intuitive!"
Jun 26 19:35:13 <Henriette>	I mean, you kind of learn as you go. "Peut-etre... oui, a little training might not hurt, mais we shall make our home livable in the meantime. I will do it on my own if I must!"
Jun 26 19:35:22 <Naida>	"And military strategy and the like is also intuitive? And the war will end next week? And our beer provides eternal youth?"
Jun 26 19:35:45 <Cille_Lund>	...someone here sounds sane! At last! "I dunno, it might take me longer to get used to it than you." And...oh my, she's one of the seniors? ...And this Lily is another? Oh god--wait, flight? ...flying plane--magic? Mate, what. "OK, you lost me when you said magic."
Jun 26 19:36:26 <Oxford>	At the opposite corner from the tavern, a man in blue coveralls sets the wrought iron lamppost alight, a flickering yellow flame that does little to ward off the gathering shadows. Night will fall soon, and with it curfew, and the chances of finding a washtub will drop dramatically.
Jun 26 19:37:03 <Cille_Lund>	...That would explain why they refused to say anything. ...But at the same time, it's pretty outlandish!
Jun 26 19:37:07 <Lily_Blevins>	"We're here to defend, not to go out and attack and do strategy-y things and oh my that's right Cille doesn't know to the base!"  Still holding Cille's hand, she takes a step towards the tavern and sees the man lighting the light.  "Oh.  Washtub.  We gotta' do it now."
Jun 26 19:38:14 <Henriette>	In an effort to appear the most skilled at magic, Henriette looks to the lamppost and placing a hand at her pendant, she tries to warp the light emanating from the lamp into a spotlight effect, streaming down specifically on the girls.
Jun 26 19:39:02 <Cille_Lund>	...This is either really happening or the most elaborate ruse she has ever bore witness to.
Jun 26 19:39:10 <Rosalyne_Holst>	"It's crazy but it's true, I didn't believe either but the first time you use a pendant it's something completely out of this world."  She keeps the details of her costume a secret, it's too embarrasing.
Jun 26 19:43:12 <Henriette>	The lamplight suddenly ceases to shine on areas around anywhere except directly on the girls. It's slightly brighter since the light is being reflected off of invisible mirrors, but the spotlight moves with Henriette's hand. "See? The innate abilities! You can as well!"
Jun 26 19:43:57 <Lily_Blevins>	"Anyway washtub before sundown?"
Jun 26 19:44:02 <Cille_Lund>	"...This is happening. I don't have one of these pendant things, but...we're in a hurry, right?"
Jun 26 19:44:15 <Henriette>	"Oh! Yes!"
Jun 26 19:48:21 *	Rosalyne_Holst sucks at finding stuff.
Jun 26 19:49:56 <Oxford>	Naida can clearly recall seeing a junkyard (or perhaps just a very messy lawn) on the way into Glasholme, towards the north end. And unless her memory is deceiving her, there was a rusty old washtub propped at the top of a pile of tires.
Jun 26 19:52:35 <Oxford>	Of course, that's on the other end of town. With the sun dropping fast on the horizon, the danger of being caught out after curfew is very real.
Jun 26 19:52:43 <Naida>	"Oh, come to think of it, there was an errant tub I saw on my way in...didn't seem to be claimed or anything...so presumably isn't theft...but probably technically is...but it WOULD let you bathe..."
Jun 26 19:55:51 <Rosalyne_Holst>	"I think I could get there in time with my power bt no way in hell I would be able to lift it by myself."
Jun 26 19:56:22 <Naida>	"It's like none of you ever snuck out late at night or something..."
Jun 26 19:56:45 <Lily_Blevins>	"Oh, I have!  I do it all the time!"
Jun 26 19:58:15 <Lily_Blevins>	"Where is it how far away how can we reach it huh huh?"
Jun 26 19:59:11 <Naida>	"It's uh...you just uh...northern...ah hell, just follow me." Naida slinks off in the direction of the fabled tub, immediately looking for alleys and backroads to get there.
Jun 26 19:59:13 *	Rosalyne_Holst shrugs, "Used to do it all the time, I guess I could give it a shot. Lead the way then."
Jun 26 19:59:41 <Henriette>	The last time Henriette snuck out after curfew, it was for a booty call. He wasn't there, and she got caught. She's bad at that. "We... should be careful."
Jun 26 20:00:11 <Cille_Lund>	Being the one with no MAGICAL POWER, she imagines that washtub delivery is a bit...much to do when you're trying to be sneaky? But they're the ones with this magic thing, so she doesn't comment.
Jun 26 20:02:30 <Oxford>	Down at the far end of the street, Naida sees the sweep of an electric torch wash across the intersection. Moments later, the darkened form of a provost-deputy crosses the street.
Jun 26 20:02:44 <Henriette>	"Perhaps we can train our newest recruits and show our newest arrival... errr... what is the phrase? The cables?" Henriette rubs her left shoulder nervously. "Perhaps we can be secretive with a little magic, mais be careful that it doesn't- W-wait!"
Jun 26 20:05:32 *	Henriette trips on her skirts.
Jun 26 20:08:23 *	Rosalyne_Holst barely manages to sneak past the guard but winces as Henriette trips behind her. She kept to the shadows and she couldnt really help the big breasted girl without giving herself away.
Jun 26 20:08:40 <Oxford>	Hearing her squeek of dismay, the shadowy figure turns to look. The white light of his torch sweeps the street, which is suddenly empty aside from a busty Gaulian girl laying flat on her face in the middle of the street. From the shadows of doorways and stoops, the other girls huddle, their breath catching in their throats.
Jun 26 20:08:54 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily ALSO trips, but around a corner, JUST out of sight
Jun 26 20:09:31 <Oxford>	"Hullo there! What's this then?" he calls out.
Jun 26 20:09:46 <Cille_Lund>	We knew ye well, Henriette.
Jun 26 20:10:28 <Henriette>	Ideas... ideas... Play dead! She lays there face down, butt in the air as if she simply passed out concussed in the street.
Jun 26 20:12:12 *	Rosalyne_Holst focuses her power to make a gust of wind around the corner to knock down the guard. Just a single burst of high speed wind.
Jun 26 20:12:45 <Henriette>	Inb4 Marilyn Monroe moment. Whoever that is.
Jun 26 20:14:42 <Oxford>	The blast of wind is brisk and sudden, and the deputy lifts his opposite arm to shield his face, but the one holding the flashlight stays fixed on Henriette.
Jun 26 20:15:31 *	Rosalyne_Holst snaps her fingers, damn not strong enough.
Jun 26 20:15:37 *	Henriette keeps pretending to be passed out. No sudden movements.
Jun 26 20:16:12 <Oxford>	He approaches slowly, brow wrinkled with concern. "Ma'am? Can I help you?"
Jun 26 20:18:14 <Cille_Lund>	Breaking curfew in the name of a bathtub in the name of their country. And trying to escape the deputy with a potent, mysterious power in order to avoid getting caught. ...Did...she get the address wrong? She makes a note to doublecheck when no longer breaking curfew.
Jun 26 20:18:46 <Naida>	Watching the illogical windstream with interest, Naida thinks back to the weird ass light show floor-rump girl was making earlier. She focuses intently on the flashlight, attempting to will for the light to go out! And to her delight, the battery seems to die.
Jun 26 20:19:32 *	Henriette groans, sitting on her knees in a lady-like fashion. "Oh, quand est-ce la nuit? Monsieur, vous etes un agent de la loi?" She makes every attempt to use her Gaulian mannerisms to appear as some lost foreigner. "Peut-etre vous pourriez m'aider."
Jun 26 20:23:38 <Oxford>	The deputy frowns as the torch flickers and dies. He raps the end a few times against his hip, but gives up and holsters it in his belt. "Um? Do you speak Cimbrian? Parlez-vous Cimbres?"
Jun 26 20:25:55 <Henriette>	"Cimbres? Meget lidt," she answers haltingly. That might be the only phrase she knows. "Je suis perdu, monsieur. Pouvez-vous m'aider?"
Jun 26 20:27:53 *	Rosalyne_Holst sighs and tries to knock back the guard again, this won't get anywhere.
Jun 26 20:29:05 <Oxford>	"Oui, bien sur," he replies, in halting but clear Gaulian. "Ou devez-vous aller?"
Jun 26 20:29:15 <Naida>	Dumbasses! Naida cuts her losses and just moves ahead in pursuit of the coveted porcelain, leaving the rest behind.
Jun 26 20:30:01 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily sees that things are UNDER CONTROL and grabs Rosy and Cille to go after Naida!
Jun 26 20:30:49 <Oxford>	In a small country like Cimbria, foreign languages are a fairly normal part of the education. The deputy frowns as he wonders what a Gaulian is doing here, but as she is clearly school-aged and harmless...
Jun 26 20:31:59 <Cille_Lund>	Cille never did wench her hand free, but figures that at this point it literally does not matter what happens. She follows them!
Jun 26 20:32:25 <Henriette>	"Je n'etais pas d'acheter une baignoire pour un ami, mais je... je ne me souviens pas ce qui s'est passe ensuite," she says. "Et maintenant il est tar, et ils me crier dessus et... et..." She begins to cry. Loudly.
Jun 26 20:33:01 *	Rosalyne_Holst gets dragged by Lily and her wind is knocked off target, "H-Hey wait." She whispers as she is inexorably dragged somewhere else.
Jun 26 20:33:28 <Oxford>	Past the narrow corridors of the town center, the lamps become less regularly spaced, and the darkness between them darker. Naida and her trail of followers make it the rest of the way to the junkyard without any other close calls, until she can see the dull gleam of the washtub in the light of the junkyard's window.
Jun 26 20:36:53 <Lily_Blevins>	"Found!  Let's all grab it and carry it all together so it doesn't make noise!"
Jun 26 20:37:22 <Oxford>	"C'est tout droit, tout droit," the deputy says, putting one hand on Henri's upper arm and helping her to her feet. "Rentrons à la maison, oui?"
Jun 26 20:37:30 <Naida>	Naeda quickly grabs Lily by the collar, puts a finger to her lips, and nods her head towards the VERY CLEARLY ILLUMINATED window.
Jun 26 20:38:00 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily shuts up and puts a finger to her lips back.  She's got it.
Jun 26 20:38:01 *	Rosalyne_Holst looks at Lily, then at Naida, thn at the tub. "You know, I don't think we're strong enough to carry it between the four of us. It looks really heavy."
Jun 26 20:39:13 <Henriette>	"Non! Je dois retourner a la baignoire ou... ou... qui sait ce qu'ils vont faire!" She gets to her feet, but she pulls away from him, looking down the street for a shop. "Tu ne veux pas m'accompanger?"
Jun 26 20:42:20 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily completely ignores Rosy and heads (cautiously) for the bathtub, making a motion for everyone to follow.
Jun 26 20:43:16 <Oxford>	"Non, non," he replies, shaking his head as though not quite following. "Nous avons besoin de vous rentrer à la maison." He takes he arm again, more firmly this time. "Venez avec moi."
Jun 26 20:44:00 <Cille_Lund>	Cille follows! Gotta be quiet. ...And figure out how to sneak around a bathtub that they might not even be able to lift, much less fit through a door. Quietly.
Jun 26 20:44:34 *	Rosalyne_Holst sighs and climbs the tires all lthe way to the bathtub. She stares at the rusty parts and, "Yeah, how are we going to do this then? No way we can lift it."
Jun 26 20:47:08 <Henriette>	"Oui... monsieur..." she responds, defeated. With a moment to actually think, though, Henriette pretends to play with her pendant idly, and she attempts to use the force her magic to warp the street ahead of them. She's trying to lead them around in circles as she attempts to feign ignorance about where they are going. She attempts to get them even more lost with her power.
Jun 26 20:47:33 <Oxford>	Thanks to the stack of tires, Lily can approach right up to the tub itself while remaining in the shadows, but the tub itself is brightly illuminated on the opposite side. It is about a metre in diameter, and made of corrugated steel.
Jun 26 20:49:46 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily looks over the tub to see if anyone is watching, then if no one is, she GOES DRYAD (all sparkly and all and this is Cille's first time seeing it) and then picks up the tub over her head and starts booking it.  "Naida, lead the way!"
Jun 26 20:50:11 <Cille_Lund>	"I was wondering, myself. Was hoping you all had a plan, since you can apparently do things I can't even begin to understand at the moment."
Jun 26 20:50:50 <Cille_Lund>	LIKE THAT. "...Case in point."
Jun 26 20:51:42 <Naida>	...Naeda glares at Lily and just...really doesn't care anymore...she really wants to just be back in the tavern...
Jun 26 20:52:13 <Oxford>	The provost-deputy leads Henriette ahead confidently, not noticing the way the streets warp and twist around them. "Est-ce quelque chose?"
Jun 26 20:53:37 *	Rosalyne_Holst shrugs and turns her back on Lily and follows Naida before she does whatever the hell she did.
Jun 26 21:00:52 <Oxford>	"The hell" is an accurate descriptor for what she just did. With a sucking noise like water filling a submerged barrel, Naida disappears instantly, leaving behind a perfectly black silhouette in the space she occupied. All around them, the shadows turn to impenetrable darkness, swallowing whole streets and buildings.
Jun 26 21:02:26 <Henriette>	"Chose?" Henriette responds, feeling... something tugging on the edge of her attention. It's a strange, familiar feeling of magic use. "Je ne reconnais rien de tout cela."
Jun 26 21:02:43 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily blinks.  "Uh."
Jun 26 21:02:57 <Lily_Blevins>	"What did she even do."
Jun 26 21:03:17 <Cille_Lund>	OK, DOUBT GOES OUT OF THE WINDOW. This is definitely happening. "UM." UM. UMMMMMMM.
Jun 26 21:03:33 <Oxford>	The lights at the tops of the lampposts shrink to tiny glowing dots. The stars above are put out entirely. Henriette and the deputy are plunged into complete blackness - she cannot even see her hand in front of her face.
Jun 26 21:03:39 *	Cille_Lund pinches herself a few times. This is happening? THIS IS HAPPENING.
Jun 26 21:05:28 *	Henriette grips the guard's arm tightly, pretending to be scared, and still crying. "Qu'est-ce qui se passe? Ou les lumieres s'eteignent?"
Jun 26 21:07:11 *	Rosalyne_Holst looks at everything getting darker and darker and grabs Cille by the shoulders with a deathgrip.
Jun 26 21:09:04 *	Henriette spontaneously begins to glow brightly, wings and halo appearing together in a flash. It's minorly penetrating the darkness. Also, she's blonde too. It's as if she partly transformed reflexively, but not all the way. She's still burying her face in the guard's sleeve.
Jun 26 21:10:10 <Cille_Lund>	Cille watches the dark take over and OH GOD. She clings to Rosalyne for dear mercy. Mercy, world, what more do you want! Must she suffer before her time?!
Jun 26 21:11:55 *	Rosalyne_Holst breaks into a cold sweat as she realizes that everything just went dark, no stars, weak lights. She can barely see Cille and not much else. She feels her legs shake and she falls down onto the tires, dragging Cille with her.
Jun 26 21:12:27 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily sees Rosalyne and Cille clinging to each other for dear mercy and stares for just a moment.  JUst a moment.  Then she tosses the tub down with a THUD.  "In the tub.  Now."
Jun 26 21:13:34 <Oxford>	Naida blinks, and the entire universe turns off. Not a single speck of light is visible, and the clammy air around her is still and clingy. If not for the feeling of a cold stone floor under her feet, she would have no proof of any existence outside herself.
Jun 26 21:13:43 *	Rosalyne_Holst is to scared to act. What in the world is going on. "Everything is...gone."
Jun 26 21:14:42 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily takes careful steps towards the two newbies, trying not to walk into them, arms put out, and eventually walks to them by touch.  "Both of you get up you're going in the tub and I'm flying us home."
Jun 26 21:16:25 <Naida>	Oh god what did I do, did I pull an Icarus, am I dead, was I ever alive, why in all hells did I think this was a good idea, is this Hell, I'm just going to curl up and cry and cry until I die. And Naida does so.
Jun 26 21:17:55 <Cille_Lund>	Cille is crying into Rosalyne. It's happening. She attempts to move in the direction of the tub with Rosalyne in tow (it's not like being able to see where she's going in the first place, it should be fine?) since it was mentioned as a hiding place, crying into her all the while. It wasn't enough that she deserved to die, SHE HAD TO BE EATEN BY THE DARKNESS ITSELF.
Jun 26 21:17:56 <Oxford>	The guard instinctively puts a protective arm around Henriette, covering her with his body. Only after a moment or two does he notice the change she has undergone.
Jun 26 21:19:37 <Cille_Lund>	Maybe next the bathtub will grow teeth and eat her? AT LEAST THIS WILL BE THE END OF IT.
Jun 26 21:19:45 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily gently guides the two girls into the tub, concentrating on THE SUN, through THE MOON,a nd after the two are in the tub safely, she DOES HER DAMNEDEST to BE THE ONE TO FILL THE TOWN WITH LIIIIIIIIGHT!
Jun 26 21:23:11 <Oxford>	Focusing her will, she calls out to the light of the moon. Through the pitch black, a silver glow emerges in the sky, growing in strength until the moonlight covers the rooftops in soft white, pushing back the unnatural darkness.
Jun 26 21:24:36 <Cille_Lund>	Cille HUDDLES in that rusty bathtub with Rosalyn. She probably couldn't tell that there was any light at all through her head being down and the tears. Her crying continues unabated.
Jun 26 21:25:01 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily picks up the tub with the girls in it, and starts flying, low below the rooftops so as not to be seen, but having silvery rooftops is more than good enough to be able to tell where all the buildings are.  She's heading straight for the pub.
Jun 26 21:28:05 *	Rosalyne_Holst 's eyes widen as she sees the moonlight reflecting everywhere. She stops shaking and relaxes a as she holds the new girl in her arms. Though she fears for the time where the moon will stop lighting the town.
Jun 26 21:30:54 <Oxford>	After a short flight, Lily reaches the cellar door. Easing it open, she find Naida curled up in the middle of the tavern's floor, sobbing softly in the darkened room.
Jun 26 21:31:49 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily sets down the tub next to Naida (careful not to squish or hurt anyone) and then kneels down.  "You all right Naida?  Magic is freaky isn't it be more careful next time!"
Jun 26 21:34:38 <Lily_Blevins>	She pats the sobbing girl on the shoulder reassuringly.
Jun 26 21:35:12 *	Cille_Lund DOESN'T STOP. Double or nothing. Y'all managed to freak her out big time.
Jun 26 21:36:30 <Oxford>	As the light returns, the night watchman blinks and rises slowly, eyes locked on Henriette's glowing form. "Hvad...hvad sker der her?"
Jun 26 21:36:37 <Naida>	"That was...that was...what the FUCK was that?!" She pulls her hands from her eyes and looks at Lily in fear, although...there's something calming about Lily's form...invigorating. Of course, the small amount of magic nomming is probably like a mosquito biting a cow. That jumped over the moon. Where was I going with this?
Jun 26 21:37:01 <Lily_Blevins>	"You overdid whatever you did!"
Jun 26 21:38:06 <Lily_Blevins>	"Get up and help me get Cille and Rosy out of their crying!"  She gives Naida a hand
Jun 26 21:39:00 *	Rosalyne_Holst glares at Naida and says "Aldrig skide gøre det igen." And goes back to being a scared mess inside the tub with Cille.
Jun 26 21:39:12 <Naida>	"That was...all...me?...that's...AMAZING!" She grabs Cille and Rosy in a tight embrace. "GUYS WE'RE GODS, DID YOU KNOW THAT WE'RE GODS?! BECAUSE WE'RE TOTALLY GODS!"
Jun 26 21:39:28 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily detransforms.
Jun 26 21:39:31 *	Henriette stares up innocently into the watchman's eyes, her face puffy and red from crying. "Kan du... err... holde en..." she starts in mushy Cimbrian. She fumbles on the last word, though. "Secret?" is the word that finally comes to her. It's not Cimbrian, but it'll have to do.
Jun 26 21:39:50 <Lily_Blevins>	Then she goes to the door and checks if Henriette is back yet.
Jun 26 21:40:35 *	Cille_Lund cries louder. THAT WAS THE PERSON THAT LET OUT THE DARKNESS AND NOW THEY'RE CLAIMING TO BE A GOD.
Jun 26 21:41:19 <Cille_Lund>	She's witnessing the end times and she was brought directly to her in this world of darkness aaaaaaaaaaa.
Jun 26 21:42:20 <Lily_Blevins>	...She WOULD look for Henriette, but right now Cille is bawling her eyes out so she turns around and reaches in the tub and fumbles a bit in the dark trying to grab her.  "Get a hold of yourself!"
Jun 26 21:42:55 <Naida>	"...well if that doesn't work..." Naida disappears behind the counter to fill up frothy mugs for Cille and Rosalyne and returns. Beer solves all worries. "Drink." Which is also the Danish for saying it.
Jun 26 21:43:50 <Oxford>	He looks back at Henriette, frowning. In Albaean, he replies: "I think we'd better get you home, Miss."
Jun 26 21:47:06 <Henriette>	"Oui, monsieur..." she says dejectedly. Tears return to her eyes as she leads him the proper way back. "Je vous ai menti. Je suis desole, officier..."
Jun 26 21:47:18 *	Rosalyne_Holst takes a one of the mugs and gulps it down as fast as she can, she doesn't even care if she doesn't like the taste.
Jun 26 21:48:09 <Cille_Lund>	AND NOW SHE'S--ok she isn't being shaken this could be worse. She's still clinging to Rosalyne for deal life, and still crying, but...less! ...Enough for a spare hand. Whatever this liquid is, it's worth drinking. Drown her sorrows in something. MAYBE IT'S POISONOUS AND SHE CAN PASS OUT FOREVER.
Jun 26 21:48:44 <Lily_Blevins>	...it's working!  "Naida, get more, I'll go find Henriette!"  Up to the door!
Jun 26 21:50:48 <Oxford>	Lily emerges into the street just as Henriette and the deputy are arriving. The man's brow furrows upon seeing yet another school-aged girl.
Jun 26 21:51:36 <Lily_Blevins>	"Oh good you're back I was worried thank you sir!"
Jun 26 21:52:12 <Henriette>	While not exactly "school-aged" anymore, Henriette's wings and halo are in full view, and she's casting a rather bright glow independent of the surrounding lighting. "Je suis... une poor soldier..."
Jun 26 21:52:27 <Naida>	Naida hops over the counter to get more, taking a swig herself to calm her nerves...wait...which tap did she...was that the sludge brew...that must have been the sludge brew...gross. Don't feed them that. She returns with another round for the crybabies, I mean really, scared of the dark...
Jun 26 21:52:46 *	Henriette looks up at the guard. "Do not... tell anyone? Si vous plait?"
Jun 26 21:52:58 <Naida>	She stops dead in her tracks, unsure of whether she needs to cheese it or not, because this guy is probably the fuzz.
Jun 26 21:53:56 <Naida>	RECANT THAT, Naida is simply pausing because she hears voices from outside.
Jun 26 21:55:28 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily briefly screws her mind for an out and then.  "Good sir!  Thank you for finding Henriette in the middle of that gas leak, you should go inside it's pretty dangerous to be out too long you might be already seeing things!"
Jun 26 21:55:48 <Oxford>	"I'm not sure that's possible, ma'am," the deputy says, his voice serious. "Who are you girls, and what are you doing here?"
Jun 26 21:58:23 <Cille_Lund>	SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW. Bawlin, still attached to Rosalyne, and still grabbing any drinks made apparent to her to DRINK IT ALL AND HOPEFULLY WASTE AWAY.
Jun 26 21:58:26 <Lily_Blevins>	Her eyes narrow a little.  "Albaean military, top secret, not a word of this out, best forgetting what you saw.  Apologies for everything, though, we'll try to avoid strangeness in the future.  Just some...novice mistakes."
Jun 26 21:59:37 <Henriette>	With one quite, probably mostly involuntary movement, Henriette reaches up and kisses the guard softly. "Ma cherie, I meant to spare you from it. We are protecting the city," she says quietly.
Jun 26 22:02:36 <Naida>	Naida just hands both beers to Cille, she seems like she needs it most.
Jun 26 22:03:12 <Oxford>	His lips are rough, and the stubble on his upper prickles against own. The deputy doesn't return the kiss, but raises an eyebrow and looks down at her, and then past her toward the other girls.
Jun 26 22:03:59 *	Rosalyne_Holst looks at Cille enviously, she could use another drink. SHe turns to Naida. "Don't you have anything stronger back there?"
Jun 26 22:04:07 *	Cille_Lund takes the moment to drink BOTH DRINKS. Still bawling, but slightly quieter.
Jun 26 22:05:04 <Lily_Blevins>	Lily is grimacing so hard.  Kissing is hot and all, but shouldn't it be a last resort?
Jun 26 22:05:43 <Oxford>	He swallows slowly. "Very well. I am Deputy Adalvulf Algernon. If you have any other trouble, don't hesitate to ask. I'll be checking up on you from time to time."
Jun 26 22:06:04 <Naida>	She blows Rosa off and approaches the door...oh god why does her stomach hurt, did the shadowghosts imp- nope, that's vomit. That's gross beer vomit coming out.
Jun 26 22:06:05 <Lily_Blevins>	She salutes.  "Yessir!"
Jun 26 22:09:38 <Lily_Blevins>	"Lieutenant Lily Blevins, I'll be sure to be around if you have any questions!"
Jun 26 22:11:06 <Henriette>	"Lieutenant Henriette LeClair. I am sorry for your evening..." Henriette walks dejectedly past Lily to find a quiet, private place in the tavern to sleep things off.
Jun 26 22:11:16 <Oxford>	Adalvulf returns the salute, uncertainly. He edges away from the pooling vomit and back out into the night.
Jun 26 22:16:41 <Oxford>	The cellar door swings closed, catching slightly on the doorjam before latching shut. The girls go about recovering from the night's misadventure and preparing for bed. Through all the commotion, the rusty steel tub sits unused in the corner, a project for another day.
Jun 26 22:20:34 <Oxford>	The next morning, the paper runs a story about the unusually dense cloudcover the night before. A few of the more nocturnal residents swear they saw something more, something unnatural, about the darkness, but only the lone night watchman is aware of just how unnatural is was. And he isn't saying anything, for now.
Jun 26 22:20:47 <Oxford>	/session