IC: Reclaiming the Void Options

[Buddha72]

Leo watches in horror as the events unfold and sees the malignant traces of the other seeker - these people were just toys in a sadistic game for her. Moving quickly he turns towards the fire spirit and gathers the mana from himself - small bits of wind gather and coalesce before lashing out at the physical shell of the elemental in the house while yelling over the roar of the flames.

"Someone help them!"

[BishopMcQ]

All

The sudden rush of cold creates a cloud of steam in the super-heated air. As the lance strikes into the creature, there is a scream from three voices--the spirit, Rene and Etain. Ice forms across the ecoshaman's massive chest, but the small dryad's breasts are slashed and blood seeps through her shirt.

The spirit makes a flickering motion as if to dismiss the small pixie formed spirit. Burn marks spread across the floor as the column of fire courses through the kitchen into Uetz. Arms of fire and ash reach out to engulf the small Aztlaner.

[JxJxA]

What is going ON??? Uetz thinks to himself as Rene's shamanic mask waxes into existence. He looks over at Leo when he shouts out his warning, and then follows the trail of the ice spell as it streaks towards the fire spirit. However, he is both perplexed and horrified when he hears his friends scream out in pain.

"NO!" he shouts, and then tries to run to Etain's side before the pillar of fire streaks down towards him. He freezes up as the shock of the entire disaster sinks in and glues him to the ground.

Muevete! screams Quauhtli, jolting her twin into action.

[Redjack]

Still holding the faucet in one hand, Papa kicks the fire spirit, having been told in the past that sometimes a focused mind can over come summoned creatures. Hopefully this skin change is also protects me from fire.

[BishopMcQ]

FWOOSH

The massive column of flames bulges out as it pulls Uetz within it. Over head, the ceiling is blackening and beginning to glow with an inner heat. Within a few minutes, the house may catch on fire. You are certain that nothing can survive that time within the flames though.

As Papa kicks the inferno, he feels something solid inside but his foot continues straight through. On the floor, Etain's lower jaw juts two inches to the left with a sickening crack. Blood drips from her mouth as she collapses sideways on the floor. The blood from her chest and mouth begin to run together into a puddle.

Seeing his friend crumple, Rene lets out a feral scream.

Papa

The dry wind blows through your mind, and a violet hue overlays your vision, drawing spectrums of light you have never seen before into view. Jagged lines of power are linking the lockets together.

If I may suggest, destroying the spirit will likely destroy those bound to it.

[Redjack]

Papa lets out a yelp as the wave of heat washes over his boot and then most of his body as his attack passes through the flames. Spinning back to face the malevolent spirit he sees the effects and quickly deduces the spiritual connection between the two.

[BishopMcQ]

All

Within the flames, Uetz screams out in pain. Blisters begin to form along his skin from the burns. As the flames burn the Aztlaner, the spirit seems to grow larger--filling the kitchen with fire.

[Fenris]

Cursing, Argent recoiled from the wash of flame as Uetz is engulfed. Dammit, this bitch is really ruining my day. After watching the troll plunge his foot through the creature and receive a severe burn for his trouble, it seems obvious that is not the way. His gaze flashes over the two figures, Etain unconscious on the ground, Rene about to go all berserker, and spots the lockets.

What the hell? Can't be worse then sticking my fist in a fire.

Two quick steps and he slides across the kitchen tile on his knees for the last few feet, one hand already back and driving forward like Blackclaw had taught him, all his attention focused in the astral where the locket was clawing it's way under the girls skin.

[BishopMcQ]

Argent

There is a blinding pain behind your eyes as mana lashes out. You feel the locket solid in your hand and the tendrils draw out of Etain's limp form. You can feel the malevolance of the creation throbbing in your hand. The tendrils lash out at you, trying to burrow under the fur and flesh of your joint psyche--driving a wedge into the space between fax and man. Your will and focus locks down around you, keeping it out for now.

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You see Argent slide to a stop just past Etain. His hand is clutched tight as if he is holding something, and the muscles in his arm twitch as if small electric wires were touching him.

The vines around Rene suddenly become solid and lash out at everything in the kitchen. Several of them grab loose items on the counters and begin squeezing. Plastic cups are crushed instantly and there is the sound of breaking glass somewhere amidst the tangle.

[JxJxA]

With his arm covering his eyes from the suffocating heat of the fire spirit, Uetz can only hear the combat unfold. At some points he hears what he thinks to be his own voice, but he cannot be sure. Strange, I never expected to die in battle...I suppose it is poetically fitting that I go to the afterlife of my namesake. Tlalocan is usually a place for warriors, but I suppose even they need a healer now and then....

Etain's shrieks of pain pull him out of his stoic---and possibly premature---acceptance of his fate.

She needs you, Brother, urges Quauhtli, Please do not let my weakness create your death.

I will try to survive, Sister. I may have a trick or two left, but first...

"Try banishing the spirit, if you can!" he yells to his friends.

[BishopMcQ]

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The tangles of barbed vines lash out but through adrenaline fueled reflexes and the protective instincts of Leo and D'zan, each of you manage to stay unentangled. Listening to the sounds of creaking wood and groaning metal, the kitchen appliances and furniture may not have been as dextrous. The vines are thick enough to block parts of your vision except for quick glances as they thrash wildly.

Astrally

Thick, sickly smoke surrounds the vines. A quivering sense drives deep into Argent and Leo, there is a primal hunger in the magic like an ageless slumbering being shuddering in a fitful nightmare before awakening.

[Buddha72]

D'zan twists and turns in the air avoiding the grasping vines. His face is mask of concern and irritation as he hovers in sight of the towering column of flames.

"That's enough out of you."

He reaches out with his hand and his will - gathering the mana from himself and the spirit itself into his hands. The air grows colder and the chill seems to compress the spirit in on its self.

[BishopMcQ]

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A sudden in rush of cold air blows in from the living room and the outside as the column of fire shrinks out of view. A sultry voice whispers just before the spirit is completely gone. "Very well done, feyling. The Smoking Mirror is not done with this one, but crippling him was worth the gain."

[JxJxA]

Uetz feels the stifling pressure of the flames evaporate, opening his eyes just in time to hear the voice. He looks around, seeing for the first time the resulting mayhem of the battle: the bloodied Etain, the ruined kitchen, his own burned flesh, and the ensorcelled Rene. His eyes narrow as a cacophony of fear, rage, and survival instinct kick in.

His pupils narrow to vicious slits, scale-like patterns flicker over his skin, and the Nahualli's form begins to fluctuate fluidly. His body begins to sway back and forth, growing longer and narrower until his likeness is replaced with a very big, very burned---and very angry---boa constrictor.

[Buddha72]

D'zan watches with glee as the spirit is forced from this existence and returned to its metaplane. His eyes widen at the woman's voice and he looks around slowly to see if the others hear her speaking.

"Fire that was here is gone - my will banished her pawn."

He reaches for the reservoir within to push away the backlash such magic entails and his eyes widen even further as he feels the massive surge ground back through his body. His flight becomes erratic as he gracelessly lands on the floor looking pale and shaky.

"I am beginning to like her........"

[BishopMcQ]

Uetz

Shifting form, you land with a minor thud as the weight of the snake tears through several of the vines. A few of the lower thorny vines wrap around the long form of the snake, but not enough to completely immobilize you. You feel them constricting tightly, preparing to try and crush you the way you crush others.

Argent

The small voice in the back of your mind screams in terror as a giant snake materializes where your companion stood seconds before. It is large enough to swallow you and your litter mates whole without a second thought, and its muscles strong enough to shatter every bone in your body, liquefying your organs. Run, before it catches you. Run, to get it away from the den. As the voice fades, back to conscious thought a small shiver ripples down your spine.

[Buddha72]

Leo pauses only a brief moment to make sure his companion is alright - feeling the flow of their thoughts for any unknown problem before diving and twisting through the air. As he moves quickly and gracefully around the vines and small fires set by the spirit he begins to sing in a fluid tonal language - Sperethiel. He calls for the dawn and the new day to be with him, to bring the promise of renewed life to those here and to ease their suffering. He becomes brighter as the magic answers his song and he slides past Uetz tapping him once as he glides by transferring all of the radiance to his body as it washes across his new shape and gathers in the burns and wounds he has sustained. A few more feet of whirls and loops lands him on Etain's prone body. He looks to Argent - a slight look of strain on his features.

"You need to knock him out - something is poisoning him but it will be a bit before I can release the enchantment on Uetz and I need to make sure she is not allowed to slip from this world to the next."

[Redjack]

Papa side steps the vines shooting though the room, unfazed, at least for the moment, by the rapidly changing battlefield... errr.. Kitchen. After his failure in deciding how to deal with the fire spirit, he yells towards the team, "How do I kill it?"

[BishopMcQ]

Papa

As your thoughts lean towards the other consciousness in your mind, it's vision overwhelms your senses. The purple lines of energy ripple across the kitchen. You see the locket wrapped around Argent's arm and choking Rene in a pale lavender. The vines ripple a deep violet, extending from the troll's waist and shoulders.

It bears no special protections. The weapon of your choice will suffice You feel the dry wind rippling through your mind, as if flipping the pages of a book. This.

You suddenly flash back to a memory of standing on a firing range, your SMG shaking in your hands from each short burst sent down the line.

[Redjack]

The words barely out of his mouth as the thoughts begin flood into his brain. Electrons whirling at his command, cross hairs appear in his peripheral vision before the weapon is even in his hand. The movement of his arm, and by extension the weapon, are a blur to the naked eye. The "pft-pft-pft" of three rounds being coughed from the silenced machine-gun barely register over the background noise.

The troll then holds a split-second, pausing for his brain to ascertain the state of the locket and potential effects on the bearer. He is concerned that the locket may be in some way spirit bound as the fire spirit was.

[BishopMcQ]

Papa

Mortals are such. The locket is unbound without the lynch pin.

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The staccato of bullets impact Rene square in the chest. There is a shimmer through the air as the vines evaporate. He looks at Papa Smurf with a sense of shock.

The troll turns to Uetz, "I knew they would break you from us." He collapses to the floor, arterial blood seeping to the ground around him.

[Redjack]

Papa kneels by Rene, applying pressure to the wound. He looks back to the crew, his words a directive rather than a query. "Medkit!"

[Buddha72]

Leo looks over at Rene's limp body - the color drains from his face. "We don't have one; Does anyone have one? Quickly! If not let D'zan attempt to heal his wounds with a spell."

[JxJxA]

Uetz releases the spell, his face a mix of horror and rage at seeing both Etain and Rene bleeding out his kitchen floor. He clutches his arm around a particularly burned side.

"I have a medkit on top of my desk in my room. Can someone bring it here and clear a space on the table, otherwise both Leo and I have to go and I think it best that both of us stay here to heal the wounded in case their conditions deteriorate. I would prefer to take the lead in healing them, but I guess I just have to assist unless someone can get the pinche pollutants out of the air so I can think straight." He spits out the last idea, as his migraine continues to get worse.

[Redjack]

Papa grimaces at the words looking to Uetz to Rene then back to Uetz. Gently guiding Uetz' handto Rene he says, "Hold pressure here." before running to the mage's room and retrieving the medkit. Once back he pops it open, he opens a window and starts to work on Rene.