Morsequest 2

Back at one of the pub's rooms...

Morse was resting her forehead against the wall, quietly crying under her breath, as transformed boy's hand reached out her shoulder... but moments before her actually touched, her head would've jerked, turning around as her clothed body tried to recoil away from Trion.... revealing the girl's face. Pitch black pupil-less eyes stared back at him with tears running down both of her bruised cheeks, some traces of dried blood still coating stray locks and skin... The unusual looking girl looked terrified, to say the least, trying to pitifully shield her features with a palm... or perhaps shield herself from him?

Trion winces a bit from the creepy black eyes, egh, he'd have to get used to looking at that - if it was natural - but it was close to special effects make-up.. and he knew how to do that pretty well - so - this girl was acting rather like the ones he'd rescued. Slowly he was coming round to the idea that she really was a victim, though Belinda's story had more or less convinced him the other day.

"Miss~," he continues in a very soft, mild voice. "I'm not here to hurt you. It's alright, promise." To pacify her, he takes a step back, both arms retreating with palms facing her in a gesture of surrender. "You're in a safe place."

Belinda finds her way back into the Wand&Circlet once more. Unlike her previous entrance, the door doesn't creak terribly loudly. Must be because of the repairs from last time's incident. Belinda looks to be doing a fair bit better today, if still not exactly well-rested. Unlike last time, she's already wearing her outfit, the red, jewelry-adorned ballgown bearing smudges of soot and a few small rips at the edges. She takes a look around, checking for familiar faces.

Morse continued to stare at one spot without giving away a blink though the moment Trion began to move she'd switch her attention at him, leaning closer against the wall as if she was trying to push herself through it... without much of an effect except for looking like a cornered animal... "... n---", she uttered, but the tears and gasping through them overtook her once more, her stretched out palm clasping the air in front of her, before bringing the fingers back to close her eyes, "--- n-not s-- s-see---... c-can't--- *sniff*", her voice sounded broken and worn down as if she lost her voice, "--- c--*can't*--- s-see... p-p-pl... p-please w-where..."

In the bottom floor of the pub, the bartender, waitresses etc are all doing their thing while Sam and Ed have a conversation, and Kaji and her fleshy-chair companion snack; upstairs and out of sight Nessie and the angelic twins are probably doing lewd things and Trion+Morse are conversing in the room Belinda helped carry her to.

Trion tilts his head, giving a hand a small wave through the air to see if she could track it - oh shit, but that was probably insensitive. He'd do it anyway. "Hey, shh, miss, I'll try to pull a Doc for ya if there's something wrong? You can't see anything, that's it?" He fans his fingers on the waving hand and clenches it to a fist. "... We're in The Wand and Circlet. Haven for magical girls. You got attacked by some tentac~led thing the other day, and you ended up here..." He explains, voice crackling into somewhat of a falsetto as he adapts to speaking to her more like a child or scared pet.

"---w-wh----ere i-is... Wand... Doc... d-doc... tent....", the girl's voice looped with a whimper as she continued sobbing... but through her sobs a scowl began to encroach on the blood coated face through tears, the rubbing fingers jamming themselves harder and harder into her eyelids, "--- w-wh----ere i-is...... wher-- IS. 4IT!!?!", the small girl's voice bursted into a shout, her fist clenching and hitting the wall behind her to the point of bruising her knuckles, the aura of uneasiness thickening around the odd girl, dark eyes staring in the boy's direction

Belinda takes note of Sam talking with someone she vaguely recognizes from... somewhere? They seem to be in the middle of what's probably a serious conversation, so she decides against interrupting. As for the girl on the... what is that? Well, one thing it definitely isn't is natural! How is it even alive? Belinda doesn't see Trion or Kyrie, but she at least knows her way to the room the unconscious girl was left in. With an awkward nod to Sam and an even more awkward effort at giving a wide berth to the flesh-thing, she makes her way toward the stairs.

Trion would have reached out to grasp her wrists at the sign she was injuring herself, but the spike of loudness and the slap against the wall gave him pause. Okay, okay, he needed to - think this out. Usually they weren't so resistant to being rescued once they were told they were safe, in the few rescue missions he'd done, but maybe this was just. New. Yeah.... "Miss~ please calm
02[12:16:18:35] * Trion down~," as his voice went back to its normal tones, no point in sugarcoating things now. "What are you talking about - where's what? I'm here to help you," he feels like he's repeating himself at this point, but he maybe remembered that that could be helpful sometimes.

Ed doesn't react on new girls arrival, rather he would finish what he wants to say to Sam "I was never wrong until that day....but..." He shows Sam a badge on his coat an Iron wolf(Mirras Wolfie) can be seen on it "...We are mercenaries, we tend to end in such ways...Still, I can't forget and I can't leave..." He finally removes his glasses, Sam can see Ed's blood-red eyes, they don't focus on anything "...I still see them, even if they don't want me to"
02[12:16:18:42] * Morse tracked the boy with her wide, unblinking eyes, recoiling the bleeding fist back to her chest, hiding it under the other palm, "4I...4I-I need to go. N-Now.", the stingy voice cracked again as she tried to push herself off the bed, "Maybe t-there are... o-others... w.... w-why.... why 4c-can't I-I--", the moment she tried to stand up, her form would slide forth, one
02[12:16:18:42] * Morse foot tripping against the other one as she lost her sense of balance, probably bonking froth against the boy, "--- n-nnghaah!"
04[12:16:18:43] * Morse 's shouty outbursts might have caught Belinda's attention
02[12:16:18:46] * Trion blinks a bit surprised, so she could see although those eyes still looked off - and grunts a bit from the weight of the other girl, stepping forward to catch her as 2 Nion forms from the clothy transformation, putting a hand 'round her waist to further steady her. "Hey, he~ey, it's alright, you're okay. Just sit for a moment and let's talk, alright Miss?~ I'm not going to
02[12:16:18:46] * Trion stop you from going - but I think you need help after the last couple of days. 'Kay?"
02[12:16:18:47] * Belinda cocks her head a bit. That didn't sound good. She hurries to the room and, despite part of her wanting to burst in to make sure nothing unpleasant was happening, knocks twice on the door.
04[12:16:18:49] <11Trion> 13 The door is unlocked as currently Trion was inside; 2 Nion leaves Morse in his original's grasp to go to the door, expecting to be telling the staff that yes yes he'd be down to pay the tab in just a few, not a good time, kthxbai and a wink - and meets with Belinda's face, blinking and ushering her inside with a jerk of his head at the two figures behind him. "She's awake now."
[12:16:18:49] <11Trion> 2He half-whispers.
[12:16:18:49] <05MorgRora> [have any loud noises happened?]
[12:16:18:50] <Morse> [There were some, aye... Morg and Rora might have heard them too]
[12:16:18:52] <03SolidBrewer> (What about we down here?)
[12:16:18:52] <03SolidBrewer> (about us*)
02[12:16:18:52] * Morse 's shape stiffened at Nion's grasp, the girl trying to shove the clone away-- ahh, but the guy--- the scared girl looked back just as Nion left, not being sure where the guy appeared, her efforts to move away from any grasping turning into somewhat of a firm clench into Trion as the black-eyed girl stared into space, "... w-where... it's.... how much t-time have passed?...
02[12:16:18:52] * Morse it's... s-som... s-some of them might still b-be a-at the outpost..."
[12:16:18:53] <11Trion> (If you want to hear a shout/sounds of a scuffle then sure, but if not then no. !sound proof rooms! or smt)
[12:16:18:54] <05DrEvilKitteh> (Brew, I'll get to my post in a minute. Need to take care of the fight in Chronicle first.)
[12:16:18:55] <Morse> "A-Are... is it here? It's dar--", she slowly turned her head back, "--it's very... EEEEK!", to face Trion, but her eyes widened at him, goose bumps going over girl's skin as she tried to recoil back on the bed, "BRIGHT!"
02[12:16:18:55] * Belinda follows Trion in, briefly doing a double take at the sight of the second Trion. Err, wait, he did this last time, so it probably isn't a hallucination. It doesn't matter, as the girl awake and what's more, she's quite understandably freaked out.
04[12:16:18:57] * Trion eases up on his grip now that the girl had got her balanced, his head turning back to stare at Nion and - oh Belinda, awesome - and back, going limp and trying to seem as completely non-threatening as possible. At this point, he was deeming her less of a threat by the second. "You've been out, eh, two days? Give or take?... You were hurt pretty badly," he adds while making eyes
02[12:16:18:57] * Trion at the other two to back him up on this here. "What's uh - -- " He stares at her eyes, moving away towards the wall so that she could have some space of her own. Seemed like the right thing to do.
04[12:16:18:58] <11Trion> 2 "...Yeah," he whispers to Belinda. "We don't know what's going on."
[12:16:18:59] <05DrEvilKitteh> Sam stared at Ed for a while. Finally, wordlessly, he reached a hand into his coat and the Carnivale hammerspace bag there to pull out a bottle of...something. The language it was written in looked weird, old, kinda like a mix between runes and hieroglyphs. He uncorked it and held it out to Ed, the almost honey-gold liquid inside merrily sloshing around a bit. "Drink? It's a hell of
[12:16:18:59] <05DrEvilKitteh> a thing, and...sometimes helps. Non-habit forming too, or so Constance says, so it won't affect you if you're still not drinking."
01[12:16:18:59] <09Belinda> "That's... not good.  We need to calm her down somehow," she whispers back.
[12:16:19:00] <11Trion> 2 He shrugs and gestures as if inviting her to try.
[12:16:19:03] <03SolidBrewer> Ed puts sunglasses back on his eyes, takes offered bottle "It just might..."  and sips from it (What does it do?)
02[12:16:19:04] * Morse so far held her bruised hand in the other palm, but at this would cover her eyes with a wince, rubbing them profusely, "A-Ack, w-ho... w-who t-t.... t-turned on the l-igh---", she tentatively opened them up, looking into space where Trion was, then switching her attention to the recoiling boy, "--- ah... t--.. the... t-there you ar--", the alien eyed girl blinked a couple of
02[12:16:19:04] * Morse times, her dumbfounded attentoin shifting towards whispers, "...?" and then back to Trion, "-- you've.... you've said Wand and Circlet?... t-the 'pub'... I... you... y-you look odd for a p-pub...", her eyes quizzingly went over his body, "... e-everything's so dark... t-the Overcity is---", she cluelessly looked around the room, "... t-the thing's not here, right? T-The dark smoke?"
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[12:16:19:06] <05DrEvilKitteh> (It has a hell of a kick, but it's absolutely delicious. It won't take much to get Ed hammered.)
02[12:16:19:06] * Morse shifted on her spot a bit, trying to move back... only to clumsily trip once again with an 'oof', falling back on the bed and managing to hit her back against the wall, "O-Ow..."
02[12:16:19:07] * Belinda tries to think of what to say to the strange girl. She needed to be patient and reassuring, to make sure the girl would feel safe. "It's going to be fine. You're safe. That thing isn't going to come back here."
04[12:16:19:11] * Trion quickly steps back in - grabbing a cushion from the seat he had occupied earlier and trying to strategically offer it to her without actually touching her in case she mistook the act for aggression -"Uh, lights are off, Miss... I'm Trion, this is Belinda - we've rescued you from whatever was chasing you. You were hurt pretty bad so you might not rem~ember us," he offers by way
04[12:16:19:11] * Trion of exposition. 2 Nion gives an approving nod to Belinda and - while the thought is still fresh in his mind - steps out to go pay off the staff. Wouldn't want this turning into more of a traumatizing experience.
03[12:16:19:13] * Frederica is now known as Fredo
[12:16:19:13] <03SolidBrewer> As Ed tastes that liquid he suddenly shakes, he moves the crutch back to not to fall, the bottle drops from his hand as he touches his forehead, something cicked in. Ed closes his eyes and looks at Sam as he removes glasses, starting to rapidly blink, before focusing his sight on the boy standing right next to him
04[12:16:19:16] * Morse 's eyes widened up a bit, looking in Belinda's direction... and Trion, switching her gaze between two, though most of her attention would stay on the boy, giving him a strange look as he approached her, "T-They are... uh... u-uh, h-hi Trion... Bel--", she glanced in Belinda's direction with an unsure expression, rubbing her hand, tensing up when the boy brought the pillow,
02[12:16:19:16] * Morse closer, "--o-okay... I--... I guess t-there was a party or something, w-with that outfit?", she uttred with a tensed up voice, "N-Nice... g-glow sticks... but, I-I kinda am-- how long h-have I been, err, out?"
[12:16:19:18] <05DrEvilKitteh> Sam caught the bottle with gravity just before it hit the floor, then floated it back up to his hand. "...Too much...?"
02[12:16:19:20] * Belinda gives a confused glance to Trion, not entirely sure what the girl was seeing. She was hesitant to make a claim as to how much time had passed, as that hadn't worked out well last time.
[12:16:19:22] <03SolidBrewer> "No, just powerful kick...Just what I needed, thanks" (I'm tempted to come up to Morse and use extra dose of cold reason and efficiency)
02[12:16:19:23] * Trion shares the look and shrugs his shoulders back, not really knowing either. The girl seemed to be seeing things... if not okay, then well enough to see him moving. "Er, no party, Miss. I've been watching you while you've rested, it's been around two days," he repeats, in a slower but louder tone, something solid for her to hear when she clearly seemed overwhelmed or on one hell
02[12:16:19:23] * Trion of a bad trip. "Are you still hurt? Do you need us to get help?"
[12:16:19:24] <05DrEvilKitteh> Sam gave a small grin at that. "Sure thing." He held the bottle out a bit for Ed to take it again, unless he wanted to get a tumbler or something for it.
[12:16:19:27] <03SolidBrewer> Ed waves his hand in refusal "Oh, no. I don't think I need more. Also have you heard that noises from the second floor?"
[12:16:19:29] <05DrEvilKitteh> Sam nodded and recorked the bottle again. "I assume you want to go up and make sure everything's alright, maybe intrude a bit?"
02[12:16:19:30] * Morse shivers as she clenched the fist closer to her chest, rubbing her spare palm into it, tears beginning to trickle down her cheeks once again at the boy's words... with her outfit thoroughly torn to shreds at some points, originally white - now dirty and covered in blood -- the girl looked pitiful at best, "-- two.... I-I... I see... u-uhm--*sniff*...", her body slouched down a
02[12:16:19:30] * Morse bit, unblinking eyes staring down her legs, "-- f-fist hurts... y-yeah... eyes too. Um... m-mister T... h-have I dropped a f-folder or anything behind? A purse...? Or... a-any frien.... n-n-nhhh--", she shivered, "-- a-anyone else? T-There might be someone w-who could've stayed b.... t-they w-wanted t... t-to bring y-ou people i-in for help, u-uh-- *sniff-"
[12:16:19:31] <11Trion> 2 Nion would be descending down from the second story at this point, giving a wave to the patrons and walking over to pay off the small tab that had accumulated over the last few days to the waitstaff.
[12:16:19:33] <03SolidBrewer> "Well, to make sure everything is alright. I don't have my intrusion horn with me" (that one he blown in to wake up Sam last time)
02[12:16:19:34] * Morse sobbed out a bit, but immediately clenched her teeth, "E-Er... I-I mean, w... w-we'll be grateful if... a-anyone one k-knows how to o-open portals out here? Or... o-or travel fast? N... uh, I haven't e-even mentioned m-my name...", the little girl sniffed, covering her face with palms
[12:16:19:34] <05DrEvilKitteh> "...Right." Sam blinked. "That thing." He looked over at Nion, then back to Ed. He jerked his head at the duplicate. "Ask him first, maybe?"
03[12:16:19:36] * Fredo is now known as Fredward
[12:16:19:36] <03SolidBrewer> "Right"Ed nodded and turned to the Nion that passed by "What the hell happend up there?"
[12:16:19:37] <05DrEvilKitteh> "Could've been put better, but...straight to the point has its merits, too..." Sam muttered under his breath as he stood up and looked at Nion as well.
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02[12:16:19:38] * Belinda goes over to the girl, needing to do something to ease her pain. "It's okay. It's okay. You've been through a lot, but we're here to help."
04[12:16:19:38] * Trion looks at Belinda again, hmm, and brings a card out into his palm. wishing retroactively he cleaned her up, but at the time he'd been uncertain. Not an issue with shame. "Hey, it'ss alright now, that thing following ya hasn't even came back... Bu~ut I didn't see anything like that, sorry." He shakes his head, not really understanding their relevance. Probably personal items?
04[12:16:19:38] * Trion "Portals..." he shivers a bit, recalling the episode with Lily. "Sorry, no. There might be someone who can help with travelling... and hey, it's alll~right, we just want to make sure you're oka~y." He definitely gives Belinda an approving look as she steps in.
04[12:16:19:40] <11Trion> 2 Nion was finishing up his brief conversation, wincing with a smile as some of his money transferred hands - and turns around as he realized he was being addressed. "Oh? Hel~lo to you to, stranger~," as he'd never met Ed before - only Sam, who he instead looks to as he continues speaking. "The girl from before is waking up. Belinda and my self are taking care of it."
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[12:16:19:42] <05DrEvilKitteh> "She seem alright?" Sam asked. He was curious to see more about her, but at the same time didn't want to make the girl feel like she was being crowded.
[12:16:19:44] <11Trion> 2 "In a word~ No. But Doc did a good job patching her up, she seems to be in shock or something rather than anything... phy~sical."
[12:16:19:45] <Tian> "S--- Sher... S-Sheryl M... M-Morse.", the girl whimpered out, though her palms went away for a moment as she fearfully stared at the approaching girl... or staring into space, "--- t-... t-thanks, B-... B-Bel, it's... i-it's, u-uh-", the girl gulped a bit, her gaze wandering between Trion and the girl, "I-... t-thank you f-for watching after... y... you're his f-familiar? I... I can't
[12:16:19:45] <Tian> really see you--"
[12:16:19:45] <Tian> [welp, wrong tab :P]
[12:16:19:45] <03SolidBrewer> "Eh, so clone you are. We might help with that, with rather blunt methods....That work" Ed said, he might be interested in this situation
[12:16:19:45] <Morse> "S--- Sher... S-Sheryl M... M-Morse.", the girl whimpered out, though her palms went away for a moment as she fearfully stared at the approaching girl... or staring into space, "--- t-... t-thanks, B-... B-Bel, it's... i-it's, u-uh-", the girl gulped a bit, her gaze wandering between Trion and the girl, "I-... t-thank you f-for watching after... y... you're his f-familiar? I... I can't
[12:16:19:45] <Morse> really see you--"
[12:16:19:47] <05DrEvilKitteh> "I'm not sure that would be the right tact here, Ed," Sam said. "Blunt methods would probably just alienate her even more."
[12:16:19:48] <Morse> "I'll... i-if-*sniff*-- it's possible to ar... arrange a r-route to... t-to one of the Fellowship's outposts, I... w-we'd be grateful... though... i-if nobody can o-open tears, w... with the a-accident, I-I'm not sure if t-the base will a... answer... I'm from a nearby o-outposts-- was..."
[12:16:19:48] <11Trion> 2 He gives Ed a look, somewhat surprised but concealing it with a neutral expression. "Sor~ry Drac, but I don't really know you? At any rate, she seems to have calmed down judging by the lack of moans, screams, etc. So. That's a good sign~"
03[12:16:19:48] * Ava-ri is now known as Avari
02[12:16:19:48] * Morse corrected herself as she sniffled, hiding her nose between two palms.
03[12:16:19:49] * Avari is now known as Guest63873
03[12:16:19:50] * Guest63873 is now known as Ava-ri
04[12:16:19:53] * Trion coughs a bit, familiar, what? Was she implying Belinda was his escort? Eh. Maybe it was some magical terminology he didn't learn or something."No, Sheryl. Are your eyes still hurting? Your head..? Fellowship?" That was pretty close to the notes he had been taking when Belinda had been talking, hmm. But the rest of this was odd to say the least. "I don't know who or what.. or
02[12:16:19:53] * Trion where you're talking about. But I can still try to help you. Was the thing after you attack~ing your home, or... some~thing?"
01[12:16:19:54] <09Belinda> Familiar?  What?  No, it doesn't matter.  That's not important right now.  Just help her.  "It's nice to meet you, Sheryl Morse.  Don't worry, we'll find a way to get you back home."
[12:16:19:54] <03SolidBrewer> "Always worked, I never liked sugar coating"Ed replied back to Sam and turned to the clone " It's not like YOU need to know me, but anyway, sounds like you have it under your control"
02[12:16:20:01] * Nidhogg kicked the pub door open, running in and then shutting it behind her. A second later the pub, and indeed the street it was situated on, was shaken by a powerful blast! Nidhogg smiled as she watched a flaming Crawler Turret and other wreckage go bouncing down the street. She dusted her hands off as she walked over to the table and sat down.
[12:16:20:03] <11Trion> 2 Nion duckfaces at Ed, in a good mood that he wasn't summoned to his own death for once and eh - fuck it - let his real self deal with that shit for now. He orders a drink from the bartender with the extra change had had jangling around. "Ye~ep, or getting that way anyway. Glad she finally woke up."
02[12:16:20:04] * Morse shifted closer to the wall against the cushion, hugging her own chest with arms as she stared on her lap, "..." tiny trickles still leaving trails over her cheeks, ". . . i-it's... n-not ho-- home... but... I-I knew them... e-er... s... s-suppose you haven't h-heard- *sniff*--", she shifts again and lifts her eyes slightly up, revealing them from underneath hanging messy locks
02[12:16:20:04] * Morse o' black hair "-- w-we've been... studying, t-them... the t-tears? M... many things, b-but tears, p-portals... torn s-spaces as of r-recent months... sec--securing places t-that lie, u-uh... 'deeper' in t... t-the Overcity... t... t-too far away to travel b-by foot.", the girl brought her bruised fingers to the cheek, trying to rub the wetness away, "-- l-last months w-were bad,
02[12:16:20:04] * Morse though... n... n-not that it was always g-good o-on the 'farther' e-ends... but... t... t-things s-started to collapse..."
[12:16:20:04] <05DrEvilKitteh> "Know if she's said anything that might clue you in to where she's from, or what exactly happened to her, yet?" Sam asked of Nion.
[12:16:20:04] <Morse> "O... o-on the periphery... s-safer parts..."
[12:16:20:06] <Morse> "W... t... t-they call them 'spacial collapses'... o-of sorts, r-realms just... b-blinking out..."
[12:16:20:10] <11Trion> 2 He sways slightly while getting a cocktail, leaning over the bar and propping his head on one hand to look at Sam. "Eh, I'd guess that's what 'I' am doing right now. She seemed more ready to talk when I came down."
[12:16:20:10] <03SolidBrewer> Ed picked his phone from inside coat, checked notes and froze for a second "Shit...I need to hurry, I have an appointment I should rather not get late on"
[12:16:20:11] <05DrEvilKitteh> "Good luck then, mate." Sam nodded to Ed and approached Nion. "Her eyes still all...black and stuff?"
03[12:16:20:12] * Kajiya is now known as Ceilia
[12:16:20:13] <13Nidhogg> "Is there a problem with black eyes?" Nidhogg asked.
02[12:16:20:14] * Trion has a sinking feeling in his fuccboi-esque chest as he listens to her talk, was this related to the disaster at Tietengruft? With that lingerie slut and the other pink one?... Ugh.... He still wasn't too certain about all this truly magical realm shit, but it seemed like a close enough fit. But... Probably telling the girl this would send her into another fit. It would have to
04[12:16:20:14] * Trion wait until she'd calmed somewhat. "I see... and you're separated from your, group now? The Fellow~ship, was it?... Maybe you know about a, er," he looks at Belinda for help on the words, "... anyway. I don't know what happened, but you'll be okay now."
[12:16:20:14] <05DrEvilKitteh> "Depends," Sam replied in a blase manner. He'd...gotten kind of used to Nidhogg's antics by now. "It's usually not very normal, so there's cause for concern when they do appear."
[12:16:20:15] <11Trion> 2 He sniffs as the drink arrives, downing a good third of it in one chugging sip and regarding Sam again. "Yep. She said she was blind, but she seems to be seeing things fine now. Too bad Doc's not here to look at her again."
[12:16:20:15] <03SolidBrewer> Ed quickly hid his phone and limped toward the exist as fast as crutch let him, not even spotting Nidhogg that arrived or saying goodbye to Sam or clone, gusts of wind opened doors for him and he left the pub
[12:16:20:16] <13Nidhogg> "Well mine weren't black originally. But I don't feel any different."
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[12:16:20:17] <13Nidhogg> "Anyway, whose the new girl?" Nidhogg asked as she pointed in Morse's direction.
[12:16:20:17] <05DrEvilKitteh> (Morse is upstairs)
04[12:16:20:18] <05DrEvilKitteh> (As are Trion and Belinda.)
[12:16:20:18] <05DrEvilKitteh> (Just Sam and Nion down here now that Ed's gone.)
[12:16:20:18] <05DrEvilKitteh> "...Weird." He looked over at the stairs leading to the second floor, then back at Nion. "It'd be nice to get some answers from her, seeing as how I was almost violated by a shady tentacle monster."
02[12:16:20:19] * Belinda lets Morse have some space so she doesn't feel trapped, but stays close all the same. More world ending talk, huh? It wasn't what she wanted to hear, but at this rate, it was getting to be a fact of life. "That's horrible. But what was that thing chasing you?"
[12:16:20:21] <11Trion> 2 Nion gives a salut of his drink to Niddhogg, hm, could it be he was mistaken for a girl~? Heh, that's been a while. Enough to make him almost smile, but Sam's topic sobered him up. "You can call me Trion, if you need to. And she actually was violated by it, Sam, was it? I'm not sure she'd be u~p for an interrogation."
[12:16:20:21] <13Nidhogg> "I hardly call a tentacle monster an issue. In fact I'd pay to have one right now." Nidhogg responded, her eyes lighting up as she imagined how much easier piloting her Crawler or Tripod would be with one.
[12:16:20:23] <05DrEvilKitteh> He nodded, confirming his name. "Never said anything about interrogation," Sam muttered disdainfully as he sat back down at the bar. "And...please don't, Nid. I've...had enough of those for a while."
04[12:16:20:25] <11Trion> 2 "Just say~ing," Nion says with a wink, considering the guy had all but abandoned Kyrie and Belinda (and hisself) the other night. He gives Nidhogg a look, unsure if she was serious -- and siiiiips down dat drink, faster. N o p e.
[12:16:20:26] <13Nidhogg> "Suit yourself. But I know what I'm looking for later." Nidhogg was already making plans in her head for the event.
02[12:16:20:26] * Morse silently stared in one spot, "... it... we don't 'know'... a-and O-Others don't tell much... it's, like... i-it starts w-with things cracking up a-and then pourin... pouring in... a-and then everything c-collapses into darkness... nothingness? I-I don't know... t-the Overseers m-might--", she rubbed her cheek "--ike... aa 'i-ideal' or s... something...", she breathed in with
02[12:16:20:26] * Morse a shudder and exhales "... a-after the realm b-blinks out, we, d-dispatch a group... were d-dispatching groups... T-The protocol i-is to p-pierce the Overcity's v-veil a-and create a p-pocket dimension cl.... close enough t-to the last e-existing point... to study... but... b-but things weren't going well... Like w-with that thing?"
[12:16:20:30] <13Nidhogg> "Anyway what's been going on around here? And what's this about interrogations and what not? I know a person or two that can pry information out of anyone. But I warn you her price is steep."
04[12:16:20:30] * Trion uhhs and blanks out mentally most of that explanation... Science wasn't really his thing, and actual magic less so. Maybe Belinda knew, but judging by how the girl had broken down to him, that seemed less likely? "I don't really understand, Sheryl, sweets. The thing came through because a portal was opened?"
01[12:16:20:35] <09Belinda> "Collapses into darkness..." That sounded like what happened in the end with the glass world. "I think I get what you mean with that part, at least."
[12:16:20:42] <13Nidhogg> "And who the hell are you?" Nidhogg looked in puzzlement in Nion's direction. "Don't recall ever seeing you around these parts before."
02[12:16:20:42] * Morse rubs her forehead with a sigh, squinting her eyes at the palm, "I was by my notes, okay? I don't... know... how - where... bu... but our artificially made outpost got cracked through... m-maybe we've dispatched too close to the collapsed space...", her eyes narrowed, "I f-fucking torn Vigil's th4roat out f- We're not supposed to go 'too' close. It's... i-it's a bad omen,
02[12:16:20:42] * Morse u-uh... a-anyway...", the girl shuddered somewhat at her own tone, closing and rubbing her eyes, "T-... t-two days is a... longer time... though... I can try getting in... getting others in!? Maybe...", she rambled a bit, lifting her eyes up to look at Trion, "Mister... m-maybe others are still in there? Or... Others came to pick them up? C... m-maybe we s-should check... up... h-heh?"
02[12:16:20:42] * Morse the small girl's voice went from sad to hopeful, the corner of her lips twitching up twice into a half-smile
[12:16:20:52] <11Trion> 2 He stares at the girl - but gives a second thought to flicking her one of his calling cards. He didn't want his name getting mixed up with what sounded like genuine evil slash chaos. Taking the last dregs of alcohol he pushes the now-empty glass on the counter and swivels off his stool. "Any~way... We'll be upstairs," and departs in the indicated direction.
02[12:16:20:55] * Belinda looks a bit uncomfortable at the girl's momentary outburst. Morse might be small, hurt, and afraid, but she was still a Magical Girl. It would be wise to keep that in mind. "Yes, we should. I'll help you find them, Sheryl." She gives Morse a reassuring smile, not that the girl can probably see it.
02[12:16:20:55] * Trion swallows a sigh, feeling those tuggings to help her although this kind of shit sounded definitely out of his league. "That's... You made it out safe though, Sheryl," and he pats a not-so singed clad body part gently. "I'd be happy to offer you my ser~vice in trying to rescue the others. But you'll have to give me a bit to contact some allies, okay? Shouldn't take long."
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02[12:16:21:08] * Morse maintained her twitchy smile at the reassuring words, dark eyes widening up a bit--- "AH!!!! B-BRI----!!!", the girl shouted out, recoiling away from Trion and hit touch. Sheryl rolls away on the bed, trying to face the two away as she clenched her face, shrinking in her form, "--- d.... d--o-oowow... y... w-why are t... w-who t-turned them on again!?"
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[12:16:21:14] <11Trion> 2 Nion rounds up towards the room entering and closing the door, and with a glance at his clone - 2 he poofs away with a flood of memories slamming back to Trion himself, slightly fuzzed and ringed with not-quite-intoxication. He brushes his thin blonde hair back and swallows, edging off the bed to stand. "Turned - ugh - wha~t on? Is it your eyes...?"
01[12:16:21:16] <09Belinda> "Um, this might sound weird to ask, but... what color are your eyes normally?"
04[12:16:21:19] <Morse> "Y-.... y-yeah! Uh... I... I t-think...", the girl mumbled out from her little corner, rubbing her eyes, profusely, "T-... t-this place is has odd... odd lighting... w-why do you have p-photocameras around this p-p...", the girl's voice subsided into silence at Belinda's question... giving it a little pause as she turned her head back just slightly enough, her disheaveled, blood coated
[12:16:21:19] <Morse> hair moving away to reveal one of the black eyes staring at the girl, "... u-uh... b-blue?"
[12:16:21:24] <Morse> "W... w-why-d'cha as... asking?" with another corner of a smile trying to pull itself up on her barely visible features at this angle, but managing only to come out as several half-smiling twitches
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01[12:16:21:25] <09Belinda> Okay, not a good sign.  What to say to her... "You're, um, s-something's affecting your sight."
01[12:16:21:27] <09Belinda> "...and either your pupils are impossibly huge now or... something... turned your eyes solid black."
04[12:16:21:29] * Trion flips the card he'd drawn earlier, debating whether to use it or not - but Doc had done her work, and seemingly this didn't seem to be an injury - so he slides it back into the space of his cuffs, pulling instead a small compact mirror and sliding it over to.. Belinda. "We healed you up, but maybe we can try getting some more magic~al help?.."
02[12:16:21:32] * Morse 's already messed up apperance wasn't too savoury on looks... the solid black eyes and a twitchy smile weren't helping either, though... hearing what the girl have said, Morse' expression dropped down like a mask... as if the girl went into a terrified stupor, just staring into space.
02[12:16:21:36] * Belinda takes the mirror and offers it to the girl, alarmed at her response. "Hey, please don't shut down on us. Please... We'll find a way to fix this somehow. We will."
01[12:16:21:37] <09Belinda> "We have a mirror here if you want to see for yourself, but... you don't have to if you don't want to."
04[12:16:21:39] * Trion looks at Belinda, and to Morse, trying to draw a line of connection of what was triggering her vision. If he had studied physics, or known magic, he probably could have came up with an explanation, but for now - no idea. "Riight. I know a few people to ask... to take a look at you. I know it must be a shock, but you're alive, okay? We can work with what we've got to help you."
[12:16:21:44] <Morse> Sheryl's mouth slowly opened wider and wider as she stared into space for seconds... both present onlookers might have noticed a whitening face of terror on the battered girl's face... ". . . H-... He--...", her lips twitched as she was trying to utter words, Trion probably noticing that it was actually hard to say if the black eyes were moving or not... though the girl's nose seemed
04[12:16:21:44] <Morse> to point right in Belinda's direction, "He-- H-Heee~", the girl's lips twitched into a crooked, unsettled smile, followed by a little chuckle...
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[12:16:21:47] <Morse> ... her eyes continued to stare into space through the chuckle... finishing on another "... hee~... t... I... th... i-if you two c-can help... y-yeah... I... uh...", she brought the torn sleeve to her lips for a rub, "... w-will appreciate it..."
04[12:16:21:51] * Trion is unsettled somewhat by the laugh... but... eh... he really couldn't begrudge the girl further, even if this whole siutation was strange. He pulls a hankie out from beneath his lapels, matching the one he'd earlier given Belinda," and lays it in the girl's lap. "... He~ey, Sheryl, it'll be alright. Swear on it~..." But though his voice lilts a bit, he doesn't seem very optimistic
04[12:16:21:51] * Trion or cheerful. "I'm going to be go taking those calls, Belinda," and in a smaller voice, he leans to whisper to the shell of her ear, "Watch over her, okay? I'll be back."
02[12:16:21:52] * Belinda looks disturbed by the girl's reaction. Should she have really said anything? Was this response her fault or was it that Sheryl was seeing something she couldn't handle?
01[12:16:21:53] <09Belinda> "I... I will."
02[12:16:21:54] * Trion nods and, taking the key from his pocket and putting it on the nightstand in clear view, exits the room... Time to call in some old friend/s.
[12:16:21:57] <Morse> "... hel- -lo'va fucked... thing-- right there...", the girl reacted to the given mirror with a delay, looking mostly at Trion, before down at the object, her hand pressing against the fabric, giving it a good feel-over-pat, "... m... this is, heh... a lot... I feel dizzy..."
02[12:16:21:58] * Morse brought the other hand to rub her eyes, slowly leaning back against the wall and the pillow

Belinda tries to figure out what to say, what to do, anything. Right now, that looked to be 'catch Sheryl if she passes out'. "If you need more rest... or anything else, I'll be right here for you."

"... so you're not a spirit... k...", Morse mumbled out, leaning further to the side, letting her torso slide down on the bed against the wall while her legs and bottom were still seated as they were, one hand brushing the fabric over the mirror - the other one brushing own eyes, "M... maybe.... I don't feel too good... I... don't know how I'll walk... back..."

"You're going to be alright.  I'll make sure you get there, okay?" Belinda does her best to keep her voice steady and soothing.

Morse's chest fluttered as she gently tried to pull herself on the bed, "... I... just... I want to go h-home... W... I don'r feel so good... Where it all happened...", the girl's hand picked the mirror up, settling it by her side as she rested down, her body burying into the torn robe like a blanket, "... maybe I shouldn't have struggled..."

Belinda can't just sit idly by anymore. Not for this. She moves closer to the girl, gently stroking her hair. "Please, d-don't... don't think like that! You did... you did what you could, what you thought was best. You went to get help."

 Trion glances at the girl emerging from the room (as he too was on the second floor), but says nothing as his voice drops to whispers on his call with a cell, certain that for something of this magnitude he didn't want to make Belinda's mistake.. or repeat what had happened with Napoj. "-- incident -- yeah, with the Portals --- --- fucking shit ---"