Into the chaos (IC) Options

[Imladir]

Nyx shrugged "He said he was impressed by how I negotiated with Strawberry, and proposed to train me. She frowned "He didn't say in what, for what, or at what cost though. I don't plan on becoming anyone's whore though, so if that's the plan, I'll pass." She paused, then added "Of course, that's not exactly how Valentina turned out, is it?"

She thought about that for a second, then shrugged "Anyway, I didn't know much about Tony, except that he was some high-ranker there, and like you say, the one who dealt with cheaters, etc. So I figured I should ask." She shook her head "I'll have to talk to him directly to know more about what he offers and what he expects, but that's the kind of conversation where the more you know, the better you can deal with. But I suppose that's enough for now..."

[Gilga]

@Maxwell - when you come back a week later it is like a whole different world. Wasp spirits are all you see patrolling the astral and a group of them approaches you before you even reach that metaplane. They are not attacking, but they are not backing down and as time passes more spirits are flocking to their side. The message is pretty clear - stay out.

@Nyx Finestra frowned "Valentina, is careful and calculated, she is nothing like Minnie. The only similarity is that both have this natural gift for physical magic. " When you mention Tony again Finestra said "I guess you need to eventually choose your allegiances, but I am not sure if you can actually easily refuse this offer. Considering where you are hiding and who is currently protecting you."

She then grins and adds "... but we can continue this talk when you wake up next to me in the morning. We going dancing now." She stood up and extended her hand. The waitress was quick to identify your impending departure and rushed to get your coats.

[Imladir]

"Yeah, well… I'll see what he has to say about it and decide then." She shrugged "It's not like I really have to stay here after all, so…"

For a second or two, she looked at Finnestra's hand, the ghost of a smile on her lips "Well… You are pretty sure of yourself at least…" She took the offered hand "Dance it is then." Her coat on, she added "Do keep in mind though that I didn't have many occasions to practice… Well, except at Strawberry's anyway… I may be a bit… stiff…" After a second or two, she added "And depending on the type of dance you have in mind, I only know the woman's part…"

[Gilga]

@Nyx Finestra replied "Oh princess... let your wild side come to play for a while. This is not the kind of dancing where women and men are so different... you will see... Just allow yourself to enjoy for a night."

Finestra accompanied Nyx to her bike and rode off to the banshee. The place is packed, but there too you are treated as VIP's and do not have to wait in line. The bouncer, is an elderly orc named MXN just lets you in. Finestra wishes his family well as the two of you enter. The club, at stage performing, is a band called Ritalin which Finestra seem to love. They play an odd combination of pop and metal which is quite trendy in the musical scene. The atmosphere is filled with energy and Finestra leads the way to the front row, where what she described as 'dancing' boils down to jumping and occasionally singing alone or more like yelling. The songs are quite simple and catchy and the entire crowd seems to be chanting them as they jump along to the music.

[Imladir]

Nyx looked at the…dancing… crowd with some surprise "Well… I see what you mean…" It didn't take a genius - or even a particularly observant person - to notice that Nyx wasn't really comfortable there. This was clearly not the kind of place she would have gone to by herself, and it showed. She didn't refuse reject Finnestra's efforts, but it certainly took quite a bit of them before she finally let herself go with the flow. Mostly anyway.

[Gilga]

As the moment's progress Nyx finds herself enticed by the music, rhythm and energy at least to a degree. Finestra does what she can to make her feel comfortable and seem to immensely enjoy herself. The two women are jumping and hugging. Rita the lead singer on stage is a pale, very pale elf with heavy and strange makeup and impressive vocal abilities. She molds the crowd into higher and higher levels of excitement, after about an hour the band leaves and a DJ replaces them with a casual neo classical trans music.

Some people continue dancing but most are going back to their comlinkas or to buy something to drink or eat. As the crowd disburses, Finestra pulls Nyx close together and speak to her ear "Did you enjoy the show?" she asked.

[Mulcarn]

Maxwell squints at the bug-filled horizon. Cursing himself for letting too much time pass on by. "Hatespark, Svarog, Doom-bringer, all of you come to me!" Each one of them heard their hateful conjurer's rallying call and were roused from their resting state. To his side they joined him. One took the shape of a pillar of flame with a countless number of screaming faces shifting in and about the swirling mass. Another was a thing of pure fire, its body seemingly made of amorphous lava and its eyes two pinpricks of baleful light radiating from its core. The last looked like charred, winged skeleton exhaling a toxic miasma of black smoke. Individually they were a frightening sight. Manifestations of Maxwell's warped personality. Together, a nightmare made real. "We all go as one. I'm not going to let these vermin impede my craft. If they dare to strike then we'll smash them down!"

[Gilga]

@MaxwellThe flocking spirits are weaker than your own spirits but still, they eye you with malice in their eyes. you hear them whispering "Undo the puppeteer and the powerful puppets leave."

[Imladir]

Nyx didn't answer straight away. The fact that she was catching her breath certainly had something to do with it, but there was also something else. When she answered, she seemed surprised "I did yes. I... Well, I wasn't expecting to, but it was... I don't know... Liberating?"

[Gilga]

@Nyx Finestra did not verbally respond, but her face lit with happiness, she pulled Nyx closer and turned her head leaning for a kiss with the slightly taller elf.

[Imladir]

After a small hesitation, Nyx lowered her head a bit, brushing Finnestra's lips with her own, while her left hand when to rest on Finnestra's lower back.

[Gilga]

@Maxwell The spirits which are modest compared to your fire spirits are not affected by your words. Or the sight of the fire spirit - their combat tactic is also a very clear GTMF. "Free the slaves, kill the mage" their leader cries and the minor spirits dash you.

[ Spoiler ]

We'll do initiative the four of you against five F5 spirits.

@Nyx Finestra's hands hugged your shoulders and said "I enjoyed your company"
She then briefly kissed you again and added "a lot...". Her brown eyes were bright and she grinned and suggested "...let's get a room.". It was evident that Finestra was eager for more but there was no pressure in that suggestion.

[Imladir]

Nyx smiled a bit shyly, and nodded "Okay." She paused, then added "I'm pretty sure you know where to find one."

She frowned slightly, feeling...Weird? There was some... Well... It wasn't concern exactly but... She had little experience in things like that, and never with a woman, so she was feeling a bit...unsure. There was however something else, something she hadn't felt for a long time: anticipation.

[Gilga]

@Maxwell your spirits clearly outclass this bunch of riff raffs, their astral assault ends in nothing much but they were not very far as you have painful but harmless pounding. It takes a few seconds for the spirits to retreat into hiding and the way to that plane is open to you.

@Nyx Finestra indeed had some hotel room in mind, the new Hilton not very far from where you are. Holding her on the bike into the night sends all the right signals. Your lover is clearly into discreetness and you arrive straightly from the parking to the room. A luxurious one, with impressive city view and an in-house jakuzi and a sexy theme music, already playing. The temperature is also just right and a bottle of champagne is waiting for you by the jakuzi. Once the door closes she gently pushes you toward the door and kisses you passionately. One thing is certain, Finestra seemed to have gone to great lengths to make that night a memorable one.

[Mulcarn]

The wasps charged Maxwell after he had failed to bully them out of his way. They chattered and buzzed incessantly as they advanced. Maxwell extended a pointed index finger and blasted the biggest one with what should have been a non-lethal stunbolt. But instead an arcing beam of energizing decay shot out and struck the spirit face first. Melting and evaporating part of the wasp's head and face. It screeched in pain and retaliated by trying to impale the mage on it's stinger. Not wanting to get stung, Maxwell assumed a defensive stance and narrowly dodged the attack. The fire elementals all laughed amongst themselves and went about a divide and conquer strategy. Scaring the smaller wasp spirits into scurrying away. The two small ones that didn't flee both managed to get an attack in and grazed Maxwell with their mandibles. Again, one of the fire elementals laughed hideously as it played a cruel mind trick on the wasp leader. Maliciously distorting it's senses. The bugs surely must have felt that they were being sadistically toyed with and had no real chance at stopping the magician or his servants from progressing. They fled from the mage's sight and from the presence of his elemental's sick jokes.

[Gilga]

@Maxwell with the spirits scattering - your way to the desolate plane is clear. You can see that the ant spirits are building some constructs for the wasps and generally there are few idle spirits in this world, the ants are - busy as ants.

[Mulcarn]

The constant hubbub of the barren world reminded Maxwell of the miserable life that wageslaves enjoyed back home. Endlessly toiling away for their corporate overlords so that they might scratch out a meager living in some ramshackle hovel. He sent a telepathic message to his bound spirits. Telling them to be ready. "We're close. I feel the other end of my pact pulling me tight. Weighing me down. We'll set this pigsty alight if we must!" The elementals giggled to themselves and roiled with anticipation. Their purpose was to cause destruction and to sow as much chaos as possible. To fight. To terrorize. To destroy. Whenever and wherever. The gang searched throughout the village for the ant spirit that held the other end of Maxwell's contract. A fruitless effort that led him to simply ask a nearby bug. "Know where I can find our queen? She has to be here! Or somewhere nearby at least!"

[Gilga]

@Maxwell The queen is nowhere to be found - asking a nearby ant spirit yields an answer which seems obvious "The wasps have her... they keep her in their front hive. If you release her we drive them out of here but as long as they do, we have to do what they say."

[Mulcarn]

Maxwell nods and says. "Then to the front hive we go." And off they went. To stir up a literal wasps nest. The task ahead, and the bleak land that stretched out far, all of it filled him with a certain grim determination. So soon he'd remind these pests why he was called Sovereign.

[Gilga]

@Maxwell - the front hive is a large structure - a beautiful and fortified one made with many barriers and physical objects. It roughly resembles hive in shapes but the best description would be a ring. With the walls surrounding it and the gem-like stones that envelope the hive, it would look just like a diamond ring from a birds eye. It is clear that a frontal assault is no option there are numerous spirits patrolling and some of these are more forceful than your guardians.

[Mulcarn]

"Damnation!" Exclaimed Maxwell, his guts seething with nervous bile. The gem-like fortress, though a marvel to behold, dampened his hopes of reaching the ant queen. He felt lost. Defeated almost. Uncertain on what his next plan of action should be. The mage held his hands to his head and wracked his noggin for anything that could resemble an idea on how to proceed. He couldn't charge his way through, too many wasps. Big ones too. He couldn't ignore them and phase through the structure itself, it was too heavily warded. What option did that leave him? Maxwell turned his weary head toward the village he came from. A spark of creativity magicked into his mind as he watched the hustle and bustle from the distance. Giving him the outline of an ingenious scheme.

The mage bid his elementals to follow as he changed direction. They glided over dusty dunes and the carapace scraps of fallen bugs. Again, the gang arrived at the ant village. This time, with them dead center in the middle of the village. Maxwell cleared his throat and yelled out at the top of his lungs. "All of you, stop! Stop what you're doing! Cease and desist! Not a single one of you move a muscle or twitch an antenna! Or so help me the wasps will be the least of your concerns!"

[Gilga]

@Maxwell your erratic behavior has the ants confused several spirits are looking at you puzzled and then a bunch of wasps eye you with suspicion.

[Mulcarn]

Quick on his feet, Maxwell started to lay into the ants and wasps the way a braggart would. Whilst still shouting as loud as his voice could carry. For he wanted as many bugs to hear his insults as possible. "What good has ever come from a wasp I ask you? I'll tell you, nothing! They don't do anything productive! They're parasites! Humans hate them! They spray them with wasp killer and stomp on them when they're wriggling pathetically on the ground! Did you know that their brains are connected to their stingers? That's right! All they know how to do is be a useless pest! They buzz lamely and do nothing all day but bite and sting other better and useful insects and animals! Do you know why they are forcing you to build their nests for them? It's 'cause they're dumb and lazy! That's right, dumb and lazy! Even a stag beetle could outwit them! Hell, even flies are better than them! At least they help with decomposition! If you look up pointless in the dictionary they're ugly faces are right next to it! That reminds me! Have you ever bothered to stop and look at how ugly a wasp is? Well I have! I've seen dung rolled up into a ball that's better looking than a wasp's face!"

Out of breath from all that yelling. If such a thing were even possible in the astral. Maxwell sent another telepathic command to his spirits. "Try to goad and provoke the wasps into fighting. We need them to get angry and attack. We need the ants and wasps to have an all-out battle."

[Gilga]

@Maxwell your words create confusion in the ants - they are not excited by your speech but more likely calculating your words. In a deep and meaningful manner, and then Chaos breaks out with violent attacks on nearby wasps. You are their Messiah after all - that gives you a certain influence.

[Imladir]

Despite her first inhibitions, Nyx quickly focused on the moment, her pleasure and Finnestra's. While she didn't have much experience to unlearn, she had never considered doing "it" with another woman so she didn't know much about how to please another woman, which is why she mostly followed Finnestra's instructions, even if she took some initiatives here and there, and didn't hesitate to make known what she liked or not.