[ We find Our Mutie Freaks in the medbay on basement level two! The walls here are steel, which probably means lunatics can't go popping out of them. ] [ Sam and Max have been put on the beds, but something odd has happened - Samantha's wound has apparently been healing itself during the journey here. ] ( But do they hit the road? ) [ Miya is out looking for the others. Oh, and there's a lunatic out there hunting the lot of you in the mansion. ] [ There, I think that covers everything. Session Start! ] You don't call, Daegal. You do something else. Like... like... send Miya their way. Eh, like she's gone off doin'. ( For those of you with Extra Attacks, note that we're now doing this thing where your second attack comes at a later time than your first. So you effectively have multiple turns. ) Yeah, I know. Just don't like sendin' people out alone. Even Miya. s'the way people get their dumb asses killed in horror movies. She'll be fine. She's a fast little kid. Eh, people in horror movies aren't ninja. * Harry says, as nobody seems to be getting it, "No, OUTSIDE. To the others. Far away. Instead of using the phone." * Claire sighs. Then she stares at the door, a thoughtful expression on her face. "This isn't the movies." * Harry glances over at the healedish Sam. "After this collection, anyway, I guess." * Miya appears, flickering white filling the room. Her hand's holding Sally's. "Um, found her!" Kickass. Eh, nice. Great! * Sally blinks, clearing her eyes. "Um, hi. What's going on? I got back, the place was a mess, and Miya grabs me an brings me here." Big guy with stupid sideburns is wandering around, slicing us up. *points to Max* * Sally squints in the light, fishing out her sunglasses and putting them on. ...oh. My. ...why are we letting him do that? * Miya smiles nervously. "They can explain." She lets go and disappears again. >_> And where's Miya runnin' off to by herself? We're NOT letting him do that. She's checkin' up on everyone else. And Miya's scouting, trying to find the rest of us before that guy gives us all a bad case of DEAD. ...then maybe someone should go draw his attention away from her. We're not lettin' him... but he's damn good. Sneaky as all hell. [ Max is in pretty bad shape, but the machines are starting to look after him. Seems they're currently engaged in figuring out what the hell he is and theorizing as to how best to treat him. Highly advanced machines, these are. ] A distraction...? Hmmm... But we need more of a plan than that. [ Sam, on the other hand, has recovered. There's scar tissue running the rim of her wound, but otherwise she looks fine. ] Any idea why he's doing this? I don't like people attacking my friends. Not a goddamn clue. * Claire cups her chin. "We need a trap." Some guy that's really damn fast. Eh, what've ya got in mind. Maybe I can figure out how ta work it. * Harry takes a some deep breaths, then looks up at Sally. "It's the whole X-Men thing, people." * Miya flickers back. This time, she's kneeling and her hands are bloody... probably because of the gashes torn into Jai, who's now lying (and dirtying up) the floor. She takes a moment, then slips her hands under the much bigger kid and picks him up, walking heavily over to one of the beds. "Can someone hook him up?" * Eric walks over and starts to operate the machines to hook'em up. * Claire shudders. "Uh... Okay." She goes to help. * Claire then lets Eric do it. He's better at it. Good Lord... how are we going to take this guy? * Sally turns her sunglasses on Harry. "Oh? Think he's one of the adult's playmates? He should know better than to play with us kids, then. Hey, Miya, you need helps scouting?" (help, not helps) * Miya sets Jai down and looks over to Sally, blank eyes wide. No- um, no. You don't want to come with me. * Miya flickers away again. We don't have to take him at all. Actually, I do, or I--blast it, I wish she wouldn't do that. *winces at the flash* ... easiest plan is just to go out in force, find someplace wide open where he can't ambush us, wait, and if he comes, beat the hell outta him. * Sam scrunches her eyes, and then opens them and sits up, looking around. ... And starts scratching the places where she got slashed up, "Gah..." Or hole up here, like Claire said. That works too. Easiest plan is to have Miya teleport us out of here, and contact the X-men. If we can get him outside, he'll at least not be able to ambush you guys. * Harry sighs and shakes his head, since nobody seems to care, and decides to pay attention to the newly awakened Sam. I don't like the idea of letting him have the run of the Mansion. * Alex blinks. "Sam? You're awake already?" ... What's going on? Eh, apparently, she heals fast. Big guy. Big sideburns. Big claws. Big attitude. There's a big guy with claws tearing up all the students. He's coming out of the walls! ...what!? * Harry looks at Sam carefully. Not outta the walls. Through the ductwork. And the walls. It's crazy. Through the floorboards. He's sneaky, not a ghost. ... What? Wait, why am I in... the infirmary? You got all cut up, Sam. Ya got yer ass kicked while you were sleepin'. Oh. ...Definitely need to put a stop to this. 'Swhat I get for bein' out when things happen, I suppose. *grumble* * Harry opens his mouth, but gets cut off by Alex and Eric. * Eric grins at Sally. "Not yer fault." * Sally starts pacing back and forth, twitching in a most feline fashion. (I forget. We have power down here, right?) I don't feel bad. ... Except I itch like heck. >< * Sam scratches alot~! * Harry just shakes his head, and says, "You must have a healing thing too." You heal almost as fast as I do, Sam. Good power t'have. Eh... Seems everyone's got it. 'cept me. :P Darn it, this room's claustrophobic. And too bright. I'm going to go out there. Can we think of a place to lure him, either to let you get out, or to trap him? And me. Hmm... * Harry rolls his eyes. We can lock him in the Danger Room. ... we ain't goin' out there unless everyone wants to go out there. Eric, you can fiddle with the lock, right? What, Harry? You said you want to contact the adults; we can't do that from down here. * Sally , for the record, seems more annoyed than frightened. Because we either gotta all go together, or all stay. Strength in numbers. Eh... Which lock? I'm not a talent at pickin' locks, if that's what yer askin'. I can re-work the wiring though, or somethin'. I didn't even know I had it. * Miya fills the room with light. "Too bright" this, Sally. This time, she's seated and has someone half in her arms. By the red hair, it's probably Alex D. By the red everything else, he probably got his stomach gashed. * Alex winces. Over here, Miya. * Sally winces again. It is, indeed, too bright. "Gah!" * Alex preps another bed for Alex. * Harry snorts, and says, "I wasn't even annoyed at you, so give it a rest." * Sam covers her eyes at the bright light. * Eric walks over to another one of the beds and starts telling the machine what to do. * Miya gasps. She's soaking wet. "Okay." She bites her lip for a moment, then picks up the second Alex and walks him over to the bed, setting him down. Are you okay, Miya? The lock on the Danger Room, Eric. * Daegal winces as yet another wounded student is brought it... "Danger room's no good. He can turn it on, occupy us with the program while he sneaks up on us." How bright and how angry is this guy? Think he could be tricked into chasing someone? No, we turn it on, keep him occupied. Wear him out. * Sally looks at Daegal. "That's why only I go in there. We trap him in a program, and I get the hell out." * Harry mutters under his breath, "Nobody listens to me anyway." Then looks over at Sam. "You're not hungry or anything? Just itching?" Ideally, we won't even be in the room. * Eric thinks. ... no. He slices you up, then he walks outta there. * Miya takes a few breaths, then she looks at Alex. "I- I'm okay. Just... a lot of blood." She wipes her hand against her shirt, which is plenty bloody at this point, though none of it's her own. He had to hit me first, Daegal. He will. Um, Jack's okay. He's hiding in the lake. He's good. Really, really good. ...Miya, you're worn out. Give it a rest. *turns to Daegal* Then I'll just have to be better. Or at least scareder. Who else is left out there? What- um, what are you talking about, Sally? * Alex grabs a towel and tosses it to Miya. "Clean up, at least. Is this everybody?" * Claire rubs her head. "Well, then I guess we'll stay in here and hope he doesn't figure out a way to get in the room." * Miya snatches the towel out of the air and starts wiping herself off. (Wow, Sally is tense tonight. @_@ Sorry for her being so abrassive, everyone.) Anyone not here raise their hands. ^_^ And hope the X-men are back before we run out of food. * Sally [grins] and raises her hand. * Daegal smacks Eric upside the head. Gently. (That is evereyone here, I believe, yes.) Do we even know where the X-Men are? On a mission. ... Yes, I'm pretty hungry. * Alex laughs. I could, um... raid the kitchen? We can't let him have free reign of the Mansion. If we're all down here, and he's upstairs, he could be taking any number of things the Prof. doesn't want taken. * Eric is hit. "Hey, kitchen! I'm up for that." Eh, anyways, I figure we can get into wherever we need in the mansion. The DR itself don't got a lock, though. (afk) He ain't here to steal the vases. He's here to kill us. Or maim us. Either or. But we can trap him, can't we? * Harry chuckles, and pats Sam on the shoulder. "Well, I hope it's not too bad, because it might be a while." Either that or get Daegal an' some other super-strong person to hold the doors shut. That works as well. I can assist with my telekinesis. 'cept we ain't gonna trick this guy... (back) Don't think so, at least. ... This isn't going to be fun, then. He doesn't know our powers, Daegal. That's an advantage. I... I don't know if he needs to. * Daegal rubs his neck. "Still think best plan is to head outside, somewhere open. Just wait there for him. He can't sneak up on us out in the open. If he doesn't come, great. If he does, we're ready, and we all dogpile on him. Wait, hold the doors shut... Heh, I could do that... He won't scare, which would be my favored option, but we can always spring something new on him. Not all of us are invincible, Daegal. If we get him to the Danger Room, we can let that take him out for us. Set it to the higest level...even the X-Men have trouble with that, don't they? * Miya chews on her lip and watches all of this. If you need doors to be shut tiiiight, I could use my stuff to get it stay shut. * Claire nods to Sally. Eh, I could also disable the safties. But... That just gets ugly. No. With safeties on, he might get out. Eric's right; they have to go. * Daegal turns to Claire. "Could. But if he knows enough about the mansion to hit both the generator AND the backups... do you think he's just gonna blunder into the Danger Room?" No, damn it. We're not trying to kill people! I...suspect...I'm the best dodger down here. With the possible exception of Miya. I'll be bait. * Miya speaks up after Alex. More quietly, but still firm. "No killing." * Eric shakes his head. "No way in hell am I doin' that, though. As much as I'd love to kick his ass, I'm not about to do that. Espically because it's possible for someone *else* to get stuck in there too." No, he won't "blunder in". We have to trick him into it. He can't be omniscient. He could be listenin' right now. (For some reason, I doubt Sally's a better dodger than I am. ^^;) (Me too.) ( No kidding. ) (Heh.) I... uh... I can do it, too. (I'm the best blunderer! ) Miya, can you get Eric and Daegal to the control room? I can find my own way out of here, and start hunting the hunter. * Miya looks at Sally like she's crazy. You'll get killed. * Harry finally speaks up, in a harsh and angry voice, "Why are you all so obsessed with the danger room?" * Claire glances at Harry. "What's your plan? ... that's the dumbest fucking plan I've ever heard. I dunno. There's ways out of it. I'm with Harry, here. * Harry rolls his eyes. "Think real hard, here. Who ran from our last encounter? Him or us?" * Sally grins. Rather normal-sized, but with mischief. "Got a better one, Daegal? Or, yeah, Harry, what do you suggest?" * Miya nods at Harry. "He ran." * Daegal points to Harry, and listens. * Sally [grins] maliciously, listening. * Harry nods back. "YES. That's because we can overpower him in a group. And he knows it." Even better. ... It explains the ambush he pulled on us. Well, that's obvious. Yeah. Together, we're strong. * Harry looks over at Sam and nods. "Yes, and if it's so obvious, then why are you wasting so much effort on the danger room?" ... that's what I've been saying. * Daegal puts an arm around Harry's shoulders. "Smart man!" Alright, then. Let's get to hunting, kids! So, which one of you is going to knock him out? ... yeah. That's a great idea. Wander through the dark corridors looking for him. Sounds good to me, but I can see where the rest of you might object. Why not just paint a giant "AMBUSH ME" sign on our backs? Why don't we set up our OWN ambush using our powers? * Eric makes sure the machines are set up one more time. "Eh, the sickbay 'bots are doin' their thing. And who says they're dark, I could light'em up no prob." And not the Danger Room. * Claire sighs. She takes a seat and holds her head up in her hand. "Well, if nothing else you people have dispelled my fears." Where do you suggest, Sam? * Harry looks up at Daegal with a frown, and then sighs again. Oh for the love of god, Claire. He coulda said that to anyone. Get over yourself. Said...what? * Miya walks over to Claire and just gives her a little hug. "He said he's gonna get her." * Daegal blinks at Harry. "What? I'm sayin' you're right on target. s'a compliment." Oh. Ha! More the fool he. Some place where we can entangle him in our powers. Which sounds like a hallway to me. In fact, I could probably help with that myself... Mmm... still don't like a hallway. Too many doors, floors, walls he could pop outta. The roof? * Sally sits curled up in a chair, listening to the plans. Now you're talkin'. 'least outside, in the open... roof works. There are trees and stuff outside, but the roof's bare. Even outside, there's trees'n'stuff. (... Is the roof FLAT?) Wait, what kind of powers does he have? * Eric nods in agreement with Alex. (Yes.) Sorry, Eric. I'm not used to dealing with death threats. I'm not trained and ready for attacks like you seem to be. And I can't blow people to smithereens by pointing at them. ( It sure is. ) He's big, he's fast, he's got sharp fingers. ( It's also wet, tho. ) (Like I care. ^^) * Claire eyes Harry. "Evidently, I'm not any good at tactics, either." (Whoopdido.) * Miya sits next to Claire. None of us are exactly Shwartzkopf here. * Harry looks over at Claire and snaps. "You're certainly no good at listening to other people." Except for Claire. She's REALLY good at Desert Storm. * Sally smiles at Claire. "Don't fret, dear. We're not saying you're wrong. It's scary. Just have to learn not to show your fear. If they threaten you, you shrug it off. And take them out when their back is turned." Like you would know, Harry. Standing there, scoffing at the people who are TRYING to think of a way to stop this psychopath and save lives! I'm scoffing because everyone wants to ditch our wounded and split up, again, leaving him free to finish the job! Eh, that should be our biggest concern. * Alex slips his headphones down over his head. No... no way into here 'cept that door. Time is on OUR side, unless he's got... like... a bomb, or sommething! No, you're scoffing because you think you've got it all worked out. And Eric can weld it shut. * Miya finally speaks up: "Does anyone have a way to *find* him?" * Sally deflates a bit. "Darn, it, you're right, we can't abandon the wounded. Someone needs to stay here with 'em." Yeah. Me. I don't. But like I said... if you wanna stay... if ANYONE wantsta stay, let's stay. That's the beauty, Miya. Set it up right, and he finds *us*-- *looks at Claire* oh? * Eric glances at Miya. "Eh, I could find'em easy. Explosive sounds attract lotsa attention." ~_^ Hey, we got any radios around here? The kind you put in your ear and talk to everyone else with? [ None are in evidence in the room. ] I'll make some next time I get some time, but nothin' right now. I don't see any... [ Possibly because this is a med bay, and not an equipment locker. ^^ ] Where -do- the X-Men keep their toys, anyway? If we are gonna play with one of their friends, we should probably have the same tools. Good point. Eh, Miya, you know where they keep'em? We could do a gear raid. I'll go with her. That way, if he ambushes us, she can just bail. I can do the same. * Miya blinks at Sally. "Um, you can?" * Sally fades out, fading in as a cat about two meters away, then fading out and in again as herself across the room. "I can." ... I think he can take a cat. * Harry looks around, still looking annoyed. Not the point, Daegal dear. I can't cover nearly as much ground as Miya, but I can get some. Which is better than most of us. No offense. Not... as good, I guess, and... um, I have to teleport everything back. Anyway. Yes, but two sets of hands gathering things is better than one. * Miya bites her lip. She looks at everyone else. And, I might be able to sense him coming. Maybe. * Sally winks. "I'm observant." Oh. * Claire shakes her head. "Not a good plan. No offense, but if he gets the drop on you, you might not have time to teleport." It sounds better than anything else we got. Or Miya might have time, but no time to get to Sally. Actually... I could help Miya with that, maybe? That's the point, Daegal dear. She needn't "get to me". I can get out myself. * Miya blinks at Alex. * Eric smirks. "What're you thinkin' of?" Why do even need communication gear? We walk to the roof or outside, wait for him. We're all there. The best laid plans go to hell when they meet the enemy. We might get separated despite our best efforts. Why don't you ask Harry? I'm sure he has an ingenious plan already thought up. No need to be snippy, honey. I... if it works the right way, like it did last time, I mean, I could go so fast that even if Miya can't teleport, I can grab her and get away? We're all stressed, here. *does not sound stressed in the slightest* (Dude, we're in a crazy situation of death. Of course you'll be snippy. ;P) (I know. Sally's just being Sally. :P) No offense Alex, but 'if' is a four letter word in these kinda situations. ( We're all insane here. I'm insane, you're insane... ) * Harry 's eyes snap to Claire, from looking around the room. He still looks like he's simmering at angry. ... Harry... ... okay. Does anyone have a problem with either roof or outside? * Alex shakes his head. Ah, I'm fine with the roof. * Miya shakes her head. Either works for me. * Harry glances over at Sam, but doesn't seem any less angry. He does manage to keep his mouth shut, though. Roofit. Eh, we've got enough people who can fly or catch to grab anyone who falls off. And the lack of cover is good. Anyone have a preference between roof and outside? I like outside, in the front yard, but I ain't the boss. I could make it so everyone could fly. Except I'm not going. Going to guard our wounded? Excellent. Someone has to. I perfer the roof if only for lack of cover. Probably less things to trip over as well. Very much so. I'm just glad I don't have to. Go outside. Don't take the roof. If you do, he's liable to come from underneath it. Or throw someone off. It's dark enough outside that I'll be in my element. If we want to make it brighter, I would prefer to be the one inside, leading him out. * Miya looks down, picking at her nails. Do we know if he can't do the same with the ground? * Eric just watches them bicker now. No. But it's still safer. s'possible. But we know he can do it with the roo- what she said. Fine. Like I said. If more people want the roof, we do roof. Just don't think it's the best place. ... Ground sounds better then. The front courtyard should be good enough. I abstain, as I don't care. So it sounds like the ground wins. Okay... anyone stayin' with Claire? Not me. Sorry, Claire, but I want to see who this creep is. Miya. Um. Me. * Miya blinks as Claire says that at the same time, then she nods. If something goes wrong, she'll need to be here to teleport the others out. Good plan. She can pop people out if he comes down here. And -I- won't have to watch her lightshow. *winks, smiling* * Miya just looks down again. * Daegal tilts his head at Miya, then shrugs, walks over, and ruffles her hair. "Stay safe then, kiddo." *looks over at Claire* "You two, Frenchy." * Miya bats Daegal's hand away, then looks up at him and nods. * Claire smiles at Daegal. "And you show him what a dirty commie bastard is made of." I could put up some of my goop on the door to at least slow him down a bit if he decided to go in through it? ... Or not, I don't know." Eh, somethin' tells me that won't be terribly effective. Thinking of it, probably not. * Sally taps her foot, impatiently. Eric, can you weld the door shut? Eh, I can do better than that. * Harry looks between Claire and Miya for a few seconds, before saying a bit tersely, "You said you can tell where he is, right? Claire?" Just... Yer gonna need some way to get air down here. ( I did? @_@ ) (It can be taken that way.) (Yes, you did.) (You did, in fact.) [ There is ventilation in the roof. But the ducts seem small. ] * Daegal points. "There's air. Just no way for him to get in. 'cept the door." * Eric hits his head. "Duh." He goes over to the door and cracks his knuckles, beginning to fabricate titanium alloys and sealing the door shut with them. (... We're still inside.) Uh, Eric? Maybe you all should go out first, and you can do this from the other side? Miya can teleport us out. It's stronger to weld the door on both sides. And, I don't want to be on the *other* side of the door while welding this thing shut. Fair enough. * Claire shakes her head at Harry. I think I'll wait outside. Be right on the other side, kids. *fades out* * Harry frowns slightly, then says, "Then why are you, one of the most powerful damn people here, not going?" Because someone has to stay here to protect the others and, quite frankly, I don't think changing your sex is going to be able to stop him. That's what Miya is here for, Claire. Protecting the others by getting them away. Um. I can only teleport one person at a time. She.... right. Not to mention, if he's quick he can catch her unprepared. If I'm here, he'll have to deal with two of us, at least. ... Then you better watch yourselves. * Eric finishes. "Door's done. Ready ta go." Okay... when Eric's done welding in here, teleport me out first, Miya. Worst case scenerio, I can hold him off while you get the others. * Miya jumps to her feet and walks over to Daegal. She puts a hand on his arm and they vanish in white. * Eric gives a thumbs up. "Eh, nothin' short of a particle beam or nuke's gettin' through this thing." * Miya lets him off on the other side of the door, vanishes again into the room, and waves for Eric to come over. * Daegal is outside! He falls into a fighting stance, scanning up, down, left, right, and everywhere in between. * Alex looks calmly through the ring of casettes he keeps in his pocket now, waiting for things to finish up here. * Sally , in the hall with Daegal, waves and [grins], casually pacing the width of the corridor. "He's not here. You can relax." * Eric walks over to get teleported. * Harry 's skin ripples slightly, then he says, finally. "I could take your place in here. You'd be worth more outside." * Miya teleports him to the other side! Just because he ain't here don't mean he ain't here. * Miya goes back. OMG. She proceeds to teleport the Alex who's looking through casettes. Bwaha. * Eric appears and grins. "Let's get rollin'." Gah! Warn me before you do that! * Sally winces at Miya's 'porting, but keeps [grinning]. "Nowhere to hide here, dear." * Sam waits to get teleported! Me, next? * Miya giggles a little. She goes back to the others and takes Sam's hand. "Okay." Vanish! Walls. Ceiling. Hell, for all we know, he's got some crazy 'hide in shadows' power. Like theives in D&D. No shadows. Unfortunately. * Miya drops Sam off and ports back into the room. Now there's Harry and Claire, and they're arguing. Stay away from anything weaker than metal. (Or something.) Um, which one? ( ...did Daegal just make a DnD joke? ) Shall we be off, then? *fades out, and the Cheshire Cat appears about ten feet farther down the hall* ( Yup! He served as protector of the D&D, Magic, chess, and anime clubs at his school! ) Eh, like I said. I can keep him from getting in, Harry. I can make a telekinetic wall in front of the door. Can you? You don't have to worry, I'll protect Max for you. * Harry walks over to Claire, and says, flatly, "No. I can just be big and bulky and buy time the good old fashioned way." * Harry then looks at her carefully, and starts to change shape. "But if you won't give him a Claire to want to kill..." his voice starts to shift into an eerie copy of Claire's, as does his body. "I will." And get yourself killed. * Harry shrugs, as Claire. Complete with clothes. There are little ripplings still, as different parts adapt more. "All I'd need to do is buy time, right? Seems like it'd work to me. You're a waste in here." * Claire stares at Harry. That is eerie. "... Wow... My hair looks that good? I had no... I mean, fine, if you think that's a good idea." * Miya covers her mouth. Little giggle. Just a little. * Harry says with a faint amused twist, "Your hair looks fine, for someone under a death threat." Let me ask you this: Can you react quickly in that big bulky form of yours? * Clairry shrugs slightly. "Sorta. Quick enough. How long would it take Miya to teleport all these people?" She can teleport one at a time, and unless you can move as fast as he can, it'll take at least a few seconds. * Clairry shakes his head. "He won't be able to kill me in a few seconds. She'll have her time." Assuming he goes for you first, and assuming you don't mind getting your throat slashed? * Clairry looks at her hand idly. "Wouldn't be the first time, and it's hard not to go for the person who jumps on you first. Look, you have to admit you'd be better in the real fight. So just go already." * Claire stands up. "It's your funeral." Nobody's going to die either way. And perhaps mine, too. * Miya actually looks a little angry at that. "Nobody. Okay?" * Clairry shifts away from Claire-form, into something more like the demon-ish- form. S/he growls, "Right. Nobody." I sure hope so. * Miya holds her hand out to Claire. * Claire takes it. * Miya vanishes with Claire! * Harry rumbles, "Good luck," but it's a second too late! * Miya reappears, photo-eye in effect! * Miya goes over to the towel, picks it up, and starts rubbing at the blood on her shirt. * Harry rumbles, "He shouldn't come after... do you know where you'll go if he shows up?" * Miya blinks at Harry. "Yeah." She looks to the door, then goes back to scrubbing. * Harry nods slowly, then walks over to near the door. "That's never really going to come out, Miya." * Miya shrugs. * Harry rubs his forehead and rumbles, "Slashing. He can slash things. Can you think of an animal that doesn't get hurt much by slashing?" * Miya blinks. "Uhm." ( Elephant! XD ) Something with a shell? ( Metal slime! ) (Water Elemental!) ( Sea sponge! ) ( ... Colossus?) ( Some guy with a big stick? ) (Someone wearing an armored greatcoat! DR 5/bludgeoning!) (Stone Golem!) (Skeletons!) ( Someone call? ... ) * Harry rumble-laughs. "I don't think a shell will be enough. I'll be as tough as I can figure, but..." he starts to shift, slowly, into something that looks more like a giant armadillo. * Miya blinks. "Wow." When Harry finishes, she walks over and knocks on the plates. * Harry 's voice is high pitched and weird now. When Miya knocks, he wobbles. "... I need better legs." Are you still fast? Um, yeah. * Harry looks over at Miya. "Well, I don't usually do this, you know. Giant animals are hard." * Miya nods. (Stegasaursuses are resistant to slashing?) (Geodudes are!) (Bah, he is a total shapeshifter. Maybe he could turn into a stone golem or something. :P) * Harry 's lower body begins to shift, slowly again. With actual legs, and something that looks more like scales than plates on them. (You can't... really change into things you don't understand. ^_^;) * Miya tilts her head at that. (Yeah, but you did catch the basketball in a 'bucket'. You might be able to make metal plating for yourself.) * Harry tenses his legs slightly, and turs to Miya. His face looks sorta lizard- like, under the 'hood' of armored plating. "Ssss... better." (Oooh, LIZARDMAN!) * Miya looks up at Harry. She steps away. "Um... try moving." * Harry takes a step. And doesn't fall over. He does look goofy, though. "Does thissss... work?" * Miya walks over. "Dodge." She throws a light punch towards Harry. (... Thanks for using up my luck, Miya!) (You're welcome!) * Harry side-steps the punch. It looks odd, but it's fast enough. * Miya nods. "Okay. Can you run?" * Harry ... frowns? "Ssss... Miya, why would I need to run?" * Miya sighs. "Because if I get everyone out, then what?" We teleport away, and he goes hunting for us and the hurt people again? * Harry smiles. "Ssss... then I wouldn't need to be a giant armadillo-snake." ... more of a armadillo-gila, really... sss... * Miya nods. She edges over and says, more quietly, "If he comes, after I get everyone out, um... we need to lead him to the others." Then we can win. * Harry nods a little. "Yessss." His armor plates shift a little, and begin to cover more parts of his body. "Ssss.... hopefully they are fighting as we sssspeak." He frowns. "At leasssst Claire is out there." * Miya nods slowly. She looks at the door. [ Yes, the door is still there. ] (*gasp!*) (Good! I keep looking at it. :P) (It attacks you!) (Damn!) (I ATTACK THE DARKNESS!) (You are eaten by a Grue.) * Harry makes a soft hissing noise as he stands there. ( The caterpillar breathes a cone of fire at you. You all die. ) (Mwehehehe.) (Half-dragon caterpillar.) (Caterkiller. XD) * Miya lets out a little sigh and sits on the edge of Delia's bed. * Harry looks back at Miya and says, "Sss... anything wrong I'm not already aware of?" ( "Global warming ;_; ) Um, I don't think so. * Miya idly drums her fingers on a knee. * Harry nods. "Ssss. You're the one that said nobody would die." He 'chuckles' oddly. I just- yeah, I know, but... um... * Miya shakes her head. "Never mind." * Harry chuckles. "Never mind? There's not exactly much else to talk about." Well, um... I guess fighting's one of two things I'm good at. And... I feel... kinda wrong, sending people who don't know how to defend themselves instead of, um... me. But I can help more here. * Harry nods, and says with an amused twist of the face. "Ssss... if I didn't think it were the right idea, I would have tried to ssssend you with Claire." * Miya looks up and snaps, "But it doesn't matter if you think it's the right idea!" And then her eyes widen and she covers her mouth. * Harry stares at her without blinking, then looks at the door. "No, ssss... it really doesn't." * Miya just drops her hand and looks down again. * Harry says, slowly, "Ssss... Miya...." What? ( I AM YOUR FATHER! ) (You've got weasles on your face.) * Harry says, without looking at her, "It'ssss so weird to hear you sssay that, when I didn't even think of it." He pauses for a second, then adds, "About sssending people who haven't fought." * Miya nods and says, distantly, "Yeah." I mean, I- they... aren't really... Maybe their powers will help them a lot, but, um. He has powers, too. And- at the same time, it's even worse if they don't go. * Miya fidgets. "I know Daegal and Claire and Eric can fight. I dunno about the others." Sssam will hold her own. Sssshe is tough. The snotty Alex... I don't know. Yeah. And Sally... I dunno. And it's like it doesn't *matter* if someone's tough. He tears through ceilings and walls. He knew I was teleporting. He knew where I was gonna end up, and he threw me. Perfectly. Ssss... that is impressssive. Yeah. Ssss... I do not hear him... sss... perhaps you can check to ssseee if they're fighting? I- don't think that's a good idea. What if he shows up? He can be quiet. * Harry nods slowly. "Perhapsss..." * Miya goes back to fidgeting. ( Sssssstill, can you check on Sssssssam? Ssssssshe is... precioussssssssss to me... ) (( *beats you upside the head, Daegal* ) (Ha ha ha ha ha ha.) ( x_x ) ( She is your Preccccioussssss?) * Harry stands there in the mostly silence. * Harry says, after a bit, "Sss... how long does it take you to check?" Maybe... a few seconds? * Harry says simply. "Then you sssshould go check. If he is fighting, then we're wassssting our time." * Miya chews her lip, then she slides off the bed. "You're right. If they're fighting, I'll come back to get you, okay?" * Harry nods. "Ssss... I won't let them get hurt." He smiles a snakey smile at her."Promisssse." * Miya smiles a little. "I know." She practically becomes light, vanishing with it. * Harry watches the door and listens in the ssssilence. * Miya flashes back! She's wet. Wait, that's nothing new. He's out there! There's a cloud and- and Daegal's glowing! * Harry starts to lose the armor form, looking more like the demon, and the hissing turning to a rumbling. "Ssss.... right... we don't need to be here anymore, then." * Miya nods. She holds her hand out to Harry. * Harry holds out his now very large and rough hand. * Miya takes it - her own hand pale and unbelievably tiny in it - and they teleport to the scene of the cri- fight!