(6:20:58 AM) Earthflame: Magic pulses through the space, making Ivory feel more lost than ever, drifting between shadows and physical spaces... The intensity is rising higher and higher, tangible tension in the air... Still, it's affecting the guards more badly than it's affecting her, many of them isolated and alone, already jumpy as they wander the strangely interconnected labyrinth within the base of the observatory.
(6:20:59 AM) Earthflame: Their tan fatigues aren't exactly uniform, some the same but others different, mismatched or patched, the mark of a mercenary rather than a soldier, although their guns are oddly standardised, odd, rugged looking mass based weapons. They also all seem to be equipped with subtle exoskeletons, light catching around their collars and at their wrists, a very slight whirr accompanying their movements
(6:20:59 AM) Earthflame: as servos assist them.
(6:21:08 AM) Earthflame: Still, for all their gear, they don't exactly seem the most disciplined...
(6:28:27 AM) Ivory: Ivory frowns...those mass-based weapons could do serious work and if she starts a brawl, thier lack of coordination will likely vanish. She needs to even the odds a little. Ivory takes a breath...quietly focusing, staying hidden as she draws on ambient magic...
(6:29:02 AM) Earthflame: There's a Lot to draw on... Far more than she'd have expected. This planet has some serious power hidden away within it.
(6:33:21 AM) ***Ivory focuses, starting a constant flow...shadows subtly deepening...and gaining slightly unnatural aspects around her, out of the corner of people's eyes...
(6:37:35 AM) Ivory: Illusions flowing about...hiding exits when not looked at...creating odd shapes, just where people can only barely sense them...
(6:39:42 AM) Earthflame: The wandering mercs not noticing... At first. Some start to get a bit more jumpy, glancing here or there as they go... As well as confused, as they can't seem to find the way out. Their comms are apparently bugging out (which might explain why Ivory can't contact the others), but many of them try to call for help, as the situation gets worse...
(6:48:34 AM) ***Ivory smiles...and moves to sneak up behind one of them and yank him back into the shadows...
(7:34:01 AM) Earthflame: She's rewarded by a satisfying yelp and a burst of gunfire ricocheting off into the darkness... Thankfully there's nobody close enough to risk being hurt, at least this time.
(7:38:23 AM) ***Ivory chuckles...and draws up illusion and phantom sounds. A loud scream and a sickening snap suddenly cutting it off, even as she quietly chokes the soldier out...
(7:40:51 AM) Earthflame: The gunfire draws the attention of those close enough... And they hear the false sounds of fatality. Some start firing blindly into the darkness, while others just start running...
(7:42:58 AM) ***Ivory laughs and steps out in front of a couple of isolated guards, grinning widely...and wiping red from her lips.
(7:47:17 AM) Earthflame: More bullets tearing through the darkness, backing away guns blazing as yells and echoes confuses the situation even further
(7:48:59 AM) ***Ivory rushing foward, tackling one of them to the ground...sharp teeth glinting in the dark as a throat runs red...even as the real Ivory yanks the victim backwards through her illusion, hand covering his mouth and nose...
(7:53:13 AM) Earthflame: The false sound and sight of gore, and the lack of impact of their bullets, sending another merc running screaming... Neatly directed by the shadows to ensure as many of his friends notice as possible~ The panic is spreading...
(7:55:23 AM) ***Ivory applies a bind to her new victim. Two down...quite a few more to go, but it's going to be easier with them not coordinated. The shadows about them shifting...glimpses of a girl in white, with long hair out of the corner of eyes...
(7:56:32 AM) Earthflame: Herding them like sheep, scurrying and screaming through the corridors, divided to be picked off one by one... Some of them not even really Needing it, finding themselves curled up without their weapon in some dark passageway where it might take them days to find their way out, quivering in terror...
(7:57:09 AM) Ivory: ...a blood curdling scream or snap of bone echoing through the area as she announces each 'victim'.
(8:05:24 AM) Earthflame: Panic and chaos and darkness spells the end for the poor grunts, left bound up in gibbering terror, some trapping themselves, barricading themselves inside rooms and curling up underneath a table to try and create some sense of safety... Some of them might need some pretty serious therapy, after this.