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 The man looks up to Reverb "I know his eyes, they show on his men. All of them. But they are the same pair" <TreeDm>: "They would know. But they would take you. You are infected"
 <TreeDm>: "Then you'll be gone. Like the rest. Except me"
 <Reverb>: Except you?
 <TreeDm>: "I got out..."
 <Reverb>: How.
 <TreeDm>: "They cannot keep us all. I slipped through the cracks, the rest are gone"
 <TreeDm>: "But there is nothing for miles, I cannot run. They'll catch me out there. Its safer here. I can hide with the people"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet winces "And by gone ya mean..."
 <TreeDm>: "No longer an eyesore to him"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Thought as much." he says quietly.
 <Reverb>: Reverb looks blankly at the man. "No, how did you get out."
 <TreeDm>: "The sewers. There was a riot trying to get out through them. I ran the fastest"
 <TreeDm>: "The others are gone"
 <TreeDm>: the man says this with a continual maddened fear
 <Reverb>: ...show us.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet pats him on the shoulder "Uh, ya sure that's a good idea? He's already pretty shaken up..."
 <TreeDm>: "Why do you want to see? They would take us if we go there? Are you trying to take me back?! Oh god its another trap I shouldn't have talked to you" he panics a bit
 <Reverb>: I am this close to slapping you, idiot.
 <Reverb>: Show us, now.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Nonono!" Jet says, speaking up. He looks at Reverb "Hey hey, lemme try!" he says.
 <TreeDm>: the homeless man has lost the will to live and has accepted they are about to kill him, he is very fearful
 <Reverb>: ...fine
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He looks back at the man "It's like we said, we're looking for someone. At the least, we just need to know where that sewer is so that we can get in. You don't need to bring us there."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He gives Reverb a worried expression "That's all we need; where it is." he says.
 <TreeDm>: "In the river, the sewer drained into the river, by the bridge"
 <TreeDm>: "I had to swim out"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet nods, with a big smile, and gently pats him on the shoulder "There we go! That's all we needed, right?" he asks Reverb.
 <Reverb>: "Yeah, that'll do." she says. She takes one last look at the man, and says "If you're wrong, I /will/ find you."
 <TreeDm>: the man shivers
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet frowns at Reverb before looking back at the man "Alright then, we'll leave you to your buisness then!" he says with a smile "Thanks a bunch!" he adds with a nod of his head.
 <TreeDm>: "Please... just leave me be" he practically begs
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet gives a sad smile before starting to walk away "Alright Frankie, we should find that sewer fast."
 <Reverb>: Fast is more your deal. Remember where it was?
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Yeah, back at the bridge, in the water." he says.
 <TreeDm>: as the two walk away, they notice one of the officers from earlier on the roof above them. the officer doesn't notice them, then quickly hops across to the building the hobo was leaning against and jumps down onto the alleyway you were just in
 <TreeDm>: there is a crash, then silence
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet whips around to the crash to see the officer "...Shoot!" he hisses.
 <Reverb>: Flank him, quickly!
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet hesitates, but ultimately rushes forward at high speed, slamming into the officer with a full body tackle.
 <TreeDm>: by the time they make it back to the alley, the officer has already long gone and the homeless man is dead.
-<TreeDm>: On the homeless man's body is a paper slip, indecipherable runes along it.
+<TreeDm>: On the homeless man's body is a paper slip, indecipherable runes along it.
 
 Reverb kneels down beside the body, pressing her fingers against the man's neck
 <Reverb>: . . . not even a pulse. Whatever he did, it killed him quick.
 
 <TreeDm>: There is no blood on the corpse, and no signs of any beating or poison. Only thing missing is the man's vitals, and the slip.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet winces, turning away from the body "No way..." he mutters.
 <Reverb>: And clearly, /very/ efficiently. I almost envy that man's skill.
 <Reverb>: No beating, no lacerations, nothing. And yet, there he is, stone cold dead.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet doesn't say anything, leaning against the wall.
 
 Reverb stands silently for a while, then formed a shard of crystal in her hand. She cuts off a piece of material from her shirt, then covers the man's face with it.
 <Reverb>: Not much of a burial, but at the least he deserves this.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "...If we hadn't spent so much time with him, he might still be alive..." he mutters, sliding down the wall down into a seating position.
 <Reverb>: There's no point in regret, Jet.
 <Reverb>: We couldn't have known about this. But now we do.
 <Reverb>: And now, we'll do something about it.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Mmmm..." he doesn't say anything, still seated.
 
 Reverb notices the paper, snatching it out of the man's pocket.
 <TreeDm>: Along the paper are strange runes, they do not look similar to any text you can recognize
 <Reverb>: ...Yup, I can't make sense of this. Jet, any ideas?
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He briefly looks up at the note "... Nope..."
 
 <Reverb>: ...Fuck.
 <Reverb>: We're gonna need help... and of all people it has to be /him/.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Him? Him who?" Jet asks.
 <Reverb>: "Think, who on Earth could know about runes and magic and stuff like that?"
 
 <Sol>: youre friend gwyd who gave you an easy/covert way to see him if ever needed? Or tree]
 <TreeDm>: [its ketchup man isn't it]
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "...The tree?" he asks.
 <Sol>: its obviously zombie john wilkes booth]
 
 <Reverb>: Pfft, you kidding?
 <Reverb>: If I go with this to the tree, chances are he might make us stay because it's "too dangerous"
 
 <TreeDm>: [My money is on john wilkes booth]
 
 <Reverb>: I was hoping not to have to overuse this but... we're gonna need to make a detour.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Where to?" he asks.
 <Reverb>: Reverb fashions a mirror from crystal, setting it against the wall. She looks back at Jet, and says "The school."
 
 <Wrong_Way>: [dun dunnn]
 <TreeDm>: [and then we bring in the specialist of all things magic... boomer]
 <Wrong_Way>: [You know, runes are a lot like boomerangs...]
 <Sol>: huh...alina?]
 <Maw>: ["HEY FRANKIE DIDJA KNOW I'M A WIZARD NOW!?"]
 <TreeDm>: [alina never told shit about magics though, everybody thinks she's a mutie]
 <TreeDm>: [so it must be boomer]
 <Sol>: no dude, its drake]
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Waitwait, what do you mean, 'the school'?" he asks, getting up onto his feet.
 <Reverb>: "Yeah, the school." she looks at Jet as if he had grown a second head. "So, you coming or are ya gonna hang here like a schmuck?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He grins "How are we gunna get there?" he asks.
 
 <Maw>: >meanwhile, Donnie is wandering exactly into wherever you intend to teleport!]
 <Wrong_Way>: [maw, this is their rp gosh]
 <Wrong_Way>: [now if wrong way walks in... totally okay]
 <Maw>: [he must have been lost, since he was walking in the WRING_WAY]
 <Maw>: [....*wrong_way]
 <TreeDm>: [>wring]
 <TreeDm>: [shame]
 Maw self-terminates]
 
 <Reverb>: Frankie pulls a kunai from her back pocket, juggling it in her hand. "Gwyd gave me this as a gift. Lets me teleport using mirrors, or anything reflective." She cuts a rift in the mirror, "So, like I said, ya coming or not?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He nods "Sure! But I have one question..." he says, zipping over to her "What about the other two we came here with?" he asks.
 <Reverb>: "Well, that Creeper dude doesn't give two fucks about us, and swordy is busy with his own thing. Neither one'll know."
 
 <TreeDm>: ["Is that so?" Papa Wolf appears out of the paper the plot is written on]
 <Jet_Isaacs>: [dammit I was about to type that except Creeper.]
 <TreeDm>: [fastest hands in the west *bang* *bang*]
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet shrugs "If you say so." he says. He looks at the mirror "So, we gunna do this or what?"
 <Reverb>: "That's what I've been askin' you." Frankie says, rolling her eyes. She then grins, taking a step toward the rift. "I'll race ya."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Ha ha." he he laughs, jogging towards the rift.
 
 <Reverb>: Frankie follows Jet into the rift, quickly grabbing hold of him. "Nearly forgot, you gotta follow my lead. I'm the only way in and outta this dimension, after all."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Eh, fine I guess." he chuckles.
 
 <Reverb>: Frankie lead Jet through the strange parallel dimension, stopping in front of a mirror. "Right, this should be the one."
 <Reverb>: ...So, are you ready? Been a while since we've been back.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "As ready as I can be... This is just a visit after all." he says with a shrug.
 
 <Wrong_Way>: [everyone's celebrate let's clean the school's official mirror day]
 <Wrong_Way>: [sorry had a stroke typing that]
 
 <Reverb>: "Less than a visit. We're in and out, no questions asked, no detours, none of that. Just have to hope the timing is good..."
 <Reverb>: Frankie grabs Jet by his arm and drags him out of the mirror.
 
 <Wrong_Way>: [so who wants to ruin their quick visit?]
 <Maw>: [Donnie feels a an odd sensation rush over him, but brushes it off]
 <Gwyd>: treedm you got this?]
 <TreeDm>: [I assumed they were gonna tell me which room they are going in]
 
 <Reverb>: Frankie looks around the room, muttering to herself. "Crap, was this the right room?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet looks around "Well that's wonderful."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Did we end up in the wrong place?"
 <Reverb>: ...Gwyd, you there?
 
 <Gwyd>: which room you in guys?]
 <Reverb>: [Your one.]
 <Wrong_Way>: [hm, a guy with magic experience in the school]
 <Wrong_Way>: [they're definitely in my room looking for theo junior]
 <Gwyd>: I was sure of it, ww]
 
 Gwyd unlocks the door and walks into his room, flips a light switch and sees the two. A bit suprised look appears on his face "Huh.."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Hey, Gwyddo!" Jet says with a grin, waving at him.
 <Gwyd>: "Oh hey ...."
 <Gwyd>: "John?"
 
 <Gwyd>: they have never exchanged pleasentries]
 <Wrong_Way>: [it's okay jet, he didn't mean it]
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: His grin falters "I-It's Jet, but whatever!" he says quickly.
 <Gwyd>: "Oh sorry jet but um...why are you in my room? Are we being attacked?"
 
 <TreeDm>: ["yes" they shoot gwyd and the brotherhood invasion begins]
 <Wrong_Way>: [ahhaha]
 
 <Gwyd>: "Do I have to fight you now, only to learn it was threes company misunderstanding and then work together on a common foe? Can we skip that part?
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Nah, we're just here on buisness, per say!" he says with a small smile. Frankie?"
 
 (then something heppened then we're here (probebly gwyd retcon) )
 
 <TreeDm>: Reverb and Jet stand in the city, following gaining the information on the runes.
 <TreeDm>: They are still in the bad side of the town, the lowest class of citizens that make up most of the population there scurry by in the crowded streets with the strange scale growths while the tall policemen who wear the charms over their mouths watch like a hawk.
 <Reverb>: "Okay, what's the plan?" she asked Jet, hiding the note in her pocket.
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "I thought you had one?" he asks "You're the one who said to come here." he mumbles, cocking a brow.
 <Reverb>: "Don't get clever with me. We need to get into the enemy base, and the drainpipe is the only way in." she says. "Now, the question is, how do we get in?"
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Well, that one fella said that the pipe was near the city entrance, under the bridge..." he says, thinking back.
 <Reverb>: "Well then Speedy, let's get moving, shall we?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Yeah, sure." he says, holding his arms out "Hop on, I'll carry you."
 <Reverb>: "And they say chivalry is dead." she said sarcastically, before hopping into Jet's arms. "Alrighty, first-class ticket to the city entrance, and make it snappy."
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "That's what I do." he says with a shrug. He kicks off the ground, speeding off through alleyways and out of sight. It takes little time for him to make his way back to the bridge. He skids to a halt, sliding down the slope into the ditch under the bridge. He lifts a leg and shakes his foot "Great, that's gunna soak through my shoes..."
 <Reverb>: "Eh, you'll be fine, it's only shoes." she said. "Now, let's get moving."
 
 <TreeDm>: The drain is clear as day, although water goes up to half of it, there doesn't seem to be a dry way in.
 <TreeDm>: it has metal bars over it, and a few of the bars look as if they've been bent just barely enough for a person to get through
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He puts Reverb down on her feet, and starts wading through the water toward the pipe. He examines the bars "Looks like this is the pipe he came out through..." he says. He slowly but surely wedges himself through the bars.
 <Reverb>: She follows Jet into the pipe, having a slightly easier time squeezing through the bars.
 
 <TreeDm>: the pipe continues on for some time, just barely enough room for them to put their head out of the murky water to breathe
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Ugh..." Jet grumbles "There's barely any room to move..." he mutters.
 <Reverb>: "I've had worse." she mutters. She gives Jet a light shove, "Just keep moving, so we can get out of here."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "If I move any faster, I'd be splashing water and we'd be gulping down sewer water." he replies.
 
 <TreeDm>: Eventually they reach a open sewer area, them in a pool of water in the center and normal flooring above and to the side, a bridge crossing over the pool. Its dank and dark, smells of carrion. You can hear what sounds like clanging metal against the floors in a footstep pattern deeper into the complex.
 <Reverb>: "Okay, now what?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Shhhhh" he says, listening to the footsteps.
 
 <TreeDm>: The footsteps come from a hallway behind a door on one of the walls. It is going away from them, thankfully
 <Reverb>: She looks around from where she is standing, for a way to get out of the pool of water.
 <TreeDm>: the sewer area, despite its deathly smell, has little evidence of anything else.
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet looks around, and steps away from Reverb "...I think I can get us up to that bridge..." he mumbles, thinking to himself.
 <TreeDm>: there is railing along the sides of the floors to keep people from climbing in/out. doesn't look effective, though. the bridge itself has no railing in one part, looks as if a place to dump things
 <Reverb>: "Right, there's a part of the bridge with no railing, right there. I think we can get up through there."
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: [How high off the ground is the bridge?]
 <Jet_Isaacs>: [Or rather, how far away is it?]
 <TreeDm>: [its not that high up, you could probably lift the other onto it and have them pull you up.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: [Ah okay]
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet looks over at Reverb "Alright, I'll lift you up there." he says, kneeling down and bringing his hands together as a foothold.
 <Reverb>: She steps on Jet's hands, reaching up to grab the bridge.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet lifts her up to the ledge.
 
 <Reverb>: She grabs the ledge and pulls herself up. She rolls over onto her stomach and lowers her hands over the ledge to pull Jet up.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet holds his hands out, and hops up to grab her hands.
 <Reverb>: She grabs Jet's hands, and slowly pulls him up and over the ledge. "You know Jet, you should consider eating a little less heartily."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He huffs and kicks his feet, kicking up wind to help him upwards "Super Metabolism." he grunts, breaching the ledge and getting up onto his feet "It goes right through me."
 
 <TreeDm>: There's two doors, one leading to the hallway you became aware of earlier at one side of the bridge, and a door to a closet at the other side
 <Reverb>: "Whatever." she said, rolling her eyes. "Now, which way from here?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet sighs, rubbing his temples "Uh, let's see... We've got two doors..." he mumbles.
 
 <Reverb>: She fiddles around with her headphones, until she can hear the staff talking. She points at the door leading into the hallway. "Down there." she says.
 <Reverb>: Reverb walks over to the door, and checks if it will open.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet follows suit, keeping close by.
 
 <Greene>: The door is open.
 <Greene>: The hallway goes on for a while.
 
 <Reverb>: "Okay, we can't afford to check every floor. Moving straight to the top?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "That's usually where the head guys are..." he says with a shrug "How do you propose we get there?" he asks.
 <Reverb>: "Stairs. We move quick, we move quiet, and things should be fine."
 
 <Greene>: At the end of the hallway is a much larger room, it looks like a main area. There's two levels, stairs leading onto a level above it with railing on the sides. There's doors going out every which way and a staircase on the second level leading to a large door. There people you see are strange, as in they aren't people
 <Greene>: metallic constructs held together by some energy you assume is magic patrol between the doorways. they have runes and symbols all along their metal exteriors.
 <Greene>: on the bottom level, where you are entering, the doors lead to stairs going downward.
 
 
 <Reverb>: "...what on Earth is this place?" she asks quietly.
 
 <Greene>: on the bottom level, where you are entering, the doors lead to stairs going downward.
 <Greene>: the constructs do not take notice of you as of yet
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "No idea... But I'd assume those runes are the same as the others, letting the big guy see everything.
 <Reverb>: "Well then, quite clearly we're gonna have to avoid those."
 
 <Greene>: from the bottom downward stairs, you can hear a clamor of people from there. it sounds like working
 <Greene>: the constructs move about robotically, keeping a watchful eye around.
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Okay, uh... Map out a path for me. Maybe I can run past them faster than they'll spot me?" he asks.
 <Reverb>: "Okay, we'll do this step by step... On the count of three, run past the first one."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He nods, getting into a runner's stance.
 
 <Reverb>: Reverb slowly counts, "One... Two..." She grabs a hold of Jet, as she says "Three."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He speeds by the first one, finding the nearest hiding spot.
 
 <Greene>: The first one does not notice him, Jet can find a place by a set of stairs to the right. He has an open path to the next level, as well as a dicier path heading down the same level to the downward stairs
 
 <Reverb>: "So, going up?"
 <Greene>: there are two constructs standing by the top of the stairs, while three constructs patrol the ground level
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He nods, getting ready for the sprint to the next floor up.
 <Reverb>: "Okay, there's a blind spot when both are looking at the ground floor. When I give the signal, get moving."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He nods.
 <Reverb>: "Right..." she nods, waiting for the constructs to get in the position. Just before they do, she taps Jet's shoulder and says "Now."
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet springs into action, rushing around them and going to the next floor up and hiding.
 <Greene>: He does so. On the top floor there is 6 doors and the "main" staircase leading to a 7th larger door. There is a construct stationed at every other door, as well as two different looking ones at the sides of the main staircase
 <Reverb>: "Ugh, those two things are focused on the staircase. We're going to need a distraction of some sort."
 <Reverb>: "...I wonder if..."
 
 <Reverb>: She forms a small shard of crystal in her hand. She then tosses it into the far corner of the room.
 <Greene>: One of the constructs at the stairs quickly turn to the crystal as it hits the floor, out of its hand a concussive blast shoots out and shatters the crystal shard where it landed. It then returns to protocol.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet winces "Jesus."
 
 <Greene>: The other constructs been looking around, breaking formation as they fan out to find the source of said crystal. It would be wise not to stay in one spot.
 <Reverb>: She quickly forms several more shards. "Right, you run, I throw, we reach the stairs unharmed."
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He nods, getting ready to move.
 <Reverb>: Reverb grabbed onto Jet, as she tossed a shard high into the air, "Go go go."
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet makes a break for the stairs to the next floor up.
 <Greene>: the constructs draw their attention to the shard in the air, all of them firing off the booming concussion cannon at it. they are distracted in this instant
 <Greene>: they get to the top of the stairs, the door is locked though.
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "nononono...." he hisses quietly.
 <Reverb>: Reverb brings the shards together to form a blade, and rams it into the gap between the door and the frame. "Come on come on come on..."
 <Greene>: its a wooden door. adorned with intricate golden designs
 
 <Greene>: Reverb is able to break the door open.
 <Greene>: Inside is a long hallway leading down to yet another door. The hallway looks as if it came out of a victorian palace rather than some underground base.
 <Reverb>: "Quick, get in."
 
 <Reverb>: Reverb starts to walk down the hallway hurriedly.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet zips in after her and closes the door quietly.
 <Greene>: The door at the end of the hallway is similarly gaudy. There doesn't seem to be a lock on it.
 <Reverb>: "Well, if we're gonna make an intro, might as well do it in style, right?"
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "...You sure that's a good idea? We've been doing a good job going by unnoticed..."
 <Reverb>: "Hey, I'm joking. I don't do fancy entrances." she says.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: "Good thing. I really don't want to get noticed here." he shudders.
 
 <Reverb>: She slowly opens the gaudy door, staying on the opposite end to avoid being seen.
 <Greene>: She does so.
 <Greene>: Inside its almost pitch black. There is a faint glowing from the center of the room. Glowing runes along paper charms that stretch out all across the room, coiling around the floor. They all seem to center on a man sitting cross legged in the center. He is old, incredibly skinny, he is wearing nothing but some simple makeshift pants.
 <Jet_Isaacs>: Jet sorta peeks into room, being careful to not be seen.
 
 <Greene>: His eyes are closed. The charms seem to all have some attachment to him. You do notice he has stitches all along his upper body, evidence of earlier surgeries
 <Greene>: His body glows a pale bluish light, the same color that glows from the runes in the dark
 <Reverb>: Reverb gestured for Jet to stay quiet, as she gently opened the door a little wider,using a shard of crystal to prop it open.
 
 <Jet_Isaacs>: He nods, watching the man carefully.
 <Greene>: The man remains silent
 <Greene>: you can only barely hear his breathing in the darkness