The Darkest Corners: A Modern Fantasy RP (Interest Thread - Closed)

[Floris2123]

Theon had been sleeping, he was laying quite comfortable with Seras. He ignored all the noise coming from around him and continued sleeping for as long as he could. Suddenly there was a loud explosion and he was launched against the roof. He landed in front of his own seat with a minor skull fracture. Theon was unconscious, Sandulf however wasn't and he managed to slip out of the now broken cage. 'Forgive me my love, I'm just about to do something, that may be seen as a bit stupid.' Seras voice echoed inside Theon's mind. Sandulf took over his body. He had no intention of keeping it however, he only wanted to heal it. "The things I do to stay alive." Sandulf growled within Theon's mind. He changed his body, turning it back to how it was just before the explosion. He went back into Theon's mind, free of his cage.

Theon woke up with a terrible headache, he also felt that he had shape shifted recently. He wondered what the hell was going on, as the plane was shaking heavily. He couldn't find Seras anywhere and got really worried. 'Forgive me my love, I'm just about to do something, that may be seen as a bit stupid.' Theon froze, it was Sandulf repeating the message back to him. Had it been Sandulf who had taken over? He shook his head, such things did not matter right now. He felt the plane still shaking, he looked at the window to see the platinum dragon trying to keep it in the air. His headache suddenly got a lot worse, he fell on the ground struggling to keep his conciseness. Sandulf was inside his mind, forcing another prison open. A much darker and stronger one. "You can't hide who you are forever Theon, it is time to let him out." Sadulf said, smiling. Theon was too weak to do anything besides trying to keep the cage closed and laying on the ground. The gravity change was not felt be Theon, and he was still stuck between the 2 chairs so he remained in the same place as before.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Lucia breathed a sigh of relief as land came into view, which was good she really wanted to take a nap now.

"DRAGON, GET IN THE PLANE, OR FLY TO LONDON! I'm TAKING HER IN!"
Lucia rolled her eyes, and genitally let go of the air craft, leaving the mage in sole control of the plane "My name is Lucia, not 'dragon'." she said, annoyed, after flying up beside the mage. one could easily attribute her irratation to having to carry the plane she was flying on part way to its destination "I'll fly the rest of the way, just in case there's an issue" she said after getting a good look at the stress the mage was under then got back above the plane.

 

[Kasten]

Richard gazed incredulously at the dragon "Sorry Lucia, but I've never met you before and it's rather important I address you right now. Meet you proper in London perhaps.

Richard's mixed English French Irish... thing started bleeding through.

 

[Terratina.]

Finally, there seemed to be a chance that this plane would actually get to London. Pegs raced to the window and mouthed a "Thank you" to Lucia, who was looking as annoying as Pegs felt about five minutes ago. Mages, liches, doppelgangers... What more was there? Even so, Pegs felt a mixture of adrenaline and relief, then made a mental note to make a formal complaint to the airline company. With luck, she would get a refund of some sort, which would make up for the bother today's events had caused. But heaven help her if she had ever had to share another moment with this rowdy bunch...

 

[Cybele]

Roland had been quietly sitting near a window and watching the battle between the liches. He felt relatively safe on the plane. It was big, made of metal, and moving. What was the worse that could happen?
Oh how wrong he was.
First a spell hit the plane and it lost power which caused it to start falling. Then the dragon had grabbed onto the plane, nearly crushing it, followed by a change in gravity itself.
Roland flew onto the back of a nearby seat and sat there, stiff as a board. Despite the plane being quite spacious, he still felt the panic and fear from earlier, when he was hiding in the compartment, slowly creeping back.

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

"I'll help you take down Arzhela - the other Lich - for three conditions. Firstly, you and your agency never attempt to find or oppose me. Secondly, I want full access to her base and archives. Your agency is welcome to it all once i've read it. Thirdly, I want to be able to meet Publius - he was a friend, almost 1500 years ago - just to talk. I assure you I will make no attempt to liberate him, Friend or not, he's still a rival."

"What kind of counter offer is this?" John thought, smirking.

"You still think you can bargain?" John said, "You really think we would we would give a Lich access to a thousand years of magical records, talk to a omnicidial maniac who is most likely raving lunatic after spending almost 80 years in total isolation, or a get out of jail free card?"

John started to laugh in the Lich's face, before pulling out another Iron nail and stuffing it into the Lich's neck. "As I said before, do NOT @#%^ WITH ME. There will be no negotiations, no bargaining, you do not pass go, you do not collect $200. Your either with us, or your at the bottom of a concrete pit."

John stepped away from the Lich, heading to the cockpit, not even waiting for the reply, till another bump and suddenly feeling heavy made him stubble down one of the ros of seats. John grasped his burnt arm in renewed pain after landing on it, pretty sure his wrist is broken.

"NOW WHAT?" John thought, feeling the gravitational manipulation spell, "If you want to make the plane fly, WHO IS MAKING IT HEAVIER?"

John crawled into the empty seat, deciding that standing would be suicidal, and climbed into the one empty seat in the row. As he tied to his seat belt around his lap, (even with a broken arm, John did not trust the cheap airline seat belts with his life) he noticed he was now sitting next to the Fairy.

"Hi," John said, "Enjoying your flight?"

 

[drmigit2]

"You really think we would we would give a Lich access to a thousand years of magical records, talk to a omnicidial maniac who is most likely raving lunatic after spending almost 80 years in total isolation, or a get out of jail free card?"

Zaheer had been focusing outside the plane for a while now, from closing the portals, which took some time and incantations, to rescuing Fromanzio, who was traveling between portals right now and would probably be back at his side in about five minutes. The explosion hardly phased Zaheer, who let John deal with everything else. He began thinking about the archives and what they would bring him. Unfortunately, the clanging of nails brought him right back to reality, his ally in chains from the mage who was now scrambling about the plane like a madman.

Zaheer got out of his seat for the first time since the fight started and tapped the mage on the shoulders. "He isn't the only one interested in the archives. We are both looking for them and if he tries to destroy the Earth or something horrible, he has me to contend with. I need his full cooperation and as his ally, I have it. At this moment you are just making things worse, we need to work together. I have power, you have resources and he has information. I think the others might be interested in helping as well."

Zaheer saw how badly John was hurt and began channeling a spell, his arms glowing a bright green. "Sit still, I can fix those wounds up."

 

[Terratina.]

"Hi," John said, "Enjoying your flight?"

Ugh. That 'FBI agent' was lumbering towards her, and was now sitting beside her. London could never be close enough. She felt rather awkward sitting next to a rather injured human, especially as she just sat through the whole thing. Pegs lent on the seat and looking at the burnt arm, wondering if she could do something about it, or whether even she should. Pegs just decided to ask first.

"Just wondering if I'll ever get to London alive." She started off, in a rather dull tone, "How are you holding up with that arm?"

Then she just facepalmed as the ascended mage started with a healing spell. What did the offer from her matter when there was already an Ascended on the job?

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Seras staggered a bit as she felt the plane getting heavier all of a sudden, almost falling over but managed to regain her balance at the last minute. This sudden moment combined with the sudden influx of power, had left her feeling drained. The physical changes began to fade, returning Seras to how she looked. It was then that the voice spoke to her again, sounding a little apologetic.

I am sorry Seras if you are feeling a little weak at the moment; its just with not using my powers for several centuries, you could say I am out of practice, and didn't know how much power it would take for the binding spell to work properly. Don't worry, shortly this feeling will pass, and over time you should be able to get use to it, meaning you will be stronger as a result. You should probably sit down now and rest, it has been a stressful day.

You can say that again. Actually, what do I call you? Miss...

Mileena, no need to add a "Miss" to it Seras.

Okay then Mileena, just who are you?

To put it simply, I am a rather old and powerful vampire. You and I Seras, in fact your whole family shares a special bond with me; which will be shown to you in time. For now, it would be best if you sat down.

Without questioning Mileena, mostly because it was the smart thing to do, Seras returned to her seat, and noticed Theon was stuck between the two chairs, which gave Seras a cause for concern.

"Are you okay Theon? Are you hurt in anyway? Is there anything I can do?"

 

[Floris2123]

Sandulf was unable to open the cage, he screamed in rage and stopped trying to pry it open. "I will open it someday Theon, even if you don't like it!" Sandulf then began walking around inside Theon's brain. Sandulf had given up for now, but the cage was damaged. It was only a matter of time before it opened, the last seal would be broken.

Theon slowly opened his eyes, he placed his hand on his head. "Are you okay Theon? Are you hurt in anyway? Is there anything I can do?" Theon looked up at the worried face of Seras, he shook his head as he stood up. "I just hit the roof after the explosion, nothing to worry about." He looked at Seras. "Seras were you injured during the explosion?" he was worried about her.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Theon shook his head at Seras as he stood up. "I just hit the roof after the explosion, nothing to worry about." He then looked at Seras more directly. "Seras were you injured during the explosion?" Theon asked in a worried tone, which was understandable given what had happened recently. Seras dusted herself down then responded.

"I was thrown about a bit by the explosion, collapsed onto the floor after it subsided. Can't feel any broken bones or any other injuries, all in all relatively unharmed." Seras said with a smile, hoping it would cheer Theon up and calm him down at the same time; she then sat back down in her seat again. She then decided to change the subject, thinking that it might take their mind off what was going on.

"Say Theon, when we touch down in London, and when arrive in the hotel; how about we just relax and not do much. With everything that has been going on, it is probably been enough for one day."

 

[Floris2123]

"I was thrown about a bit by the explosion, collapsed onto the floor after it subsided. Can't feel any broken bones or any other injuries, all in all relatively unharmed." Seras said with a smile, she then sat back down in her seat. Theon smiled "I am very happy and relieved to hear that you are unharmed." Theon sat down sighing relived. "Say Theon, when we touch down in London, and when arrive in the hotel; how about we just relax and not do much. With everything that has been going on, it is probably been enough for one day."

Theon nodded, he placed his arm around her "Just relaxing for the rest of the day sounds good. And I am sure that we deserve some rest, after what we have been through." Theon smiled, he then kissed Seras on her forehead. "So what do you want to do now? Try and get some more sleep?" Theon wasn't sure if he could fall asleep again.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Theon soon sat down as well and smiled at Seras, breathing with a sigh of relief. "I am very happy and relieved to hear that you are unharmed." After Seras's suggestion, Theon placed an arm around Seras. "Just relaxing for the rest of the day sounds good. And I am sure that we deserve some rest, after what we have been through." Theon then kissed Seras on the forehead, which made her blush again. "So what do you want to do now? Try and get some more sleep?"

"If I'm being honest with you my darling Theon, after all the stuff thats being going on; I don't think I can sleep any longer on this plane, it has been too hectic to say the least. We should probably just sit back, and hope we land safely; though, we can probably try and make it a bit more interesting." Seras remarked, kissing Theon on the cheek at the end.

 

[Floris2123]

Seras blushed a bit when he kissed her. "If I'm being honest with you my darling Theon, after all the stuff thats being going on; I don't think I can sleep any longer on this plane, it has been too hectic to say the least. We should probably just sit back, and hope we land safely; though, we can probably try and make it a bit more interesting." Seras remarked, kissing Theon on the cheek at the end. Theon turned a bit red too, he suddenly had an idea.

"You know we can just leave this plane, I could fly you to London." Theon seemed exited by the idea. "I mean I could change into a griffin or an big eagle or something like that. Wait no I have an even better idea. I change into my newest form, an iron dragon." Theon's face seemed to light up as he said that. "Well how about it Seras? want me to fly you to London?" Theon had a playful smile on his face.

 

[c_westerman13]

"You really think we would we would give a Lich access to a thousand years of magical records, talk to a omnicidial maniac who is most likely raving lunatic after spending almost 80 years in total isolation, or a get out of jail free card?"

Lucius sighed at the troublesome agent, though unhelpfully, he took that opportunity to drive another of those damn nails into Lucius's throat. Great, just what he needed - Still, he'd encountered cold iron before, it could be a lot worse. Lucius tried to move and pull the nail out, distracted by his ever-unhelpful captor. Perhaps it would be easier to simply destroy this body? No, he couldn't afford to give Arzhela 2 weeks to prepare, unless it couldn't be helped. Still, getting out of these chains would be a good start.

Lucius looked around to see where Zaheer was - an ally would be helpful. And... great. Zaheer was talking to the Frumentarius. Was he helping? Lucius decided to try his hand at escaping. Starting at his basic tactics, he muttered a series of incantations. "Loconovum", no, that hurt. "Basireditum", Fuck, that hurt more. So teleportation was out. "Raptus Aerugo", of course, the chains weren't iron based - at least that one didn't hurt, though. "Frengo Metallus", christ this wasn't so easy as he'd hoped! "Parvacorpus", AHA! Lucius suddenly became a lot smaller, a mere foot tall. That was more like it. At this point he realised that, helpfully, one of his prior spells had turned the nail through his neck into fine, red powder. Well that was a bonus.

The small Lucius walked well away from the chains, next to John, and quietly muttered "Permaneo Obstinatus. Basireditum", followed by "Inrita", ending the spell that had reduced him.

"Hello John. To quickly answer your question, yes, I can still bargain with you - that's how negotiating works"

Spoiler: Spells

Basireditum - Teleport to base. the only Teleport he has that can go beyond about 1km.
Raptus Aerugo - rapidly and completely rusts ferrous metals
Frengo Metallus - breaks metal
Parvacorpus - Makes him or a target small
Inrita - cancels a spell
Permaneo Obstinatus is last resort. If he's in immediate lethal danger, it activates

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"You know we can just leave this plane, I could fly you to London." Theon looked excited at the prospect, and began to tell more. "I mean I could change into a griffin or an big eagle or something like that. Wait no I have an even better idea. I change into my newest form, an iron dragon." His face immediately lit up at the mere thought of it. "Well how about it Seras? Want me to fly you to London?" Theon soon had a playful smile on his face.

Seras looked at it and smiled, she could see the joy that Theon was having from the idea, but she just knew that couldn't simply leave her family behind without knowing they were safe. She looked at him with a sad expression, already feeling a little guilty for saying it, but it was the right thing to do.

"I'm really sorry Theon, but I'm afraid that I will have to decline your generous offer. If it were any other occasion my love, I would simply jump at the chance to soar through the sky. But given our current situation, I'd want to see that my family got safely off the plane first. Perhaps we can do it another time maybe. I... hope you understand." Seras said, immediately hugging Theon.

 

[Floris2123]

Theon wondered how she would react, he saw her expression turn a bit sadder. "I'm really sorry Theon, but I'm afraid that I will have to decline your generous offer. If it were any other occasion my love, I would simply jump at the chance to soar through the sky. But given our current situation, I'd want to see that my family got safely off the plane first. Perhaps we can do it another time maybe. I... hope you understand." Seras said, immediately hugging him.

Theon smiled as he hugged her back. "Of course I understand my love. If I had family on the plane, then I would want to see them land safely too. And besides if we want to we can just do it later. I mean after this horrible trip with the plane, we can do whatever we want. And really as long as I am with you, I don't care in what form I am." Theon released his hug a bit and kissed her cheek, he was also smiling hoping to make it clear that Seras didn't have to feel guilty.

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

"Just wondering if I'll ever get to London alive. How are you holding up with that arm?"

John couldn't blame her, "Thinking the same. My arm hurts a lot, can you..."

"He isn't the only one interested in the archives. We are both looking for them and if he tries to destroy the Earth or something horrible, he has me to contend with. I need his full cooperation and as his ally, I have it. At this moment you are just making things worse, we need to work together. I have power, you have resources and he has information. I think the others might be interested in helping as well."

That made John start to think. She had been a thorn in the side of the PIA for as long as there been a PIA, was a minor player in the Great Unmasquing, and a lot of resource had been poured into stopping her or finding her phylactery. John would have to bend a little, BUT he would not give them everything you want.

"Sit still, I can fix those wounds up."

It was odd Zaheer was throwing away his one bargaining chip he had in this situation. "Maybe he wanted to put me in a better mood so I will bend more?" John thought as he watched the arm get healed.

""Hello John. To quickly answer your question, yes, I can still bargain with you - that's how negotiating works."[/b]

John looked that the Lich had already escaped. "Just better and better," John said.

"I will let you have supervised access to her records, just to make sure you don't burn it down or steal any important texts," John said looking at his now healed arm, "You will not, however, get passes to do what ever you wish, nor will we risk releasing Publius so you can have a chit cha-AAAAWWWWWW."

John screamed in pain as he flexed his arm. While Zaheer had cured all the wounds and removed all the plastic on top of the skin, other plastic under the skin had just been healed over, so any movement sliced apart John's arm from the inside.

John slowly turned Pegs, after the "calming charm" incident he did not trust the ascended to not cause more problems with his "healing."

"As I was saying, is there anything that you can do about my arm?" John said weakly as he slowly held out his twitching arm, doing everything he could to prevent himself from screaming.

 

[Lunar Templar]

With the situation calming down, such as it was Lucia started to just ache, her claws naturally, the plane was heavy after all, but pretty soon she started hurting in other places as well mostly enough other places she dropped down to the side of the plane, and once again flashed her vents to get the attention of some one who could teleport her inside, once she had some ones attention she simply flashed the message;

'I need back in.'

She needed to check her self out, and she wasn't going to do that while flying

 

[c_westerman13]

"...nor will we risk releasing Publius so you can have a chit cha-AAAAWWWWWW."

Wow. well, Lucius had expected rather more resistance to that, having slipped his bonds. He was most glad to not have to waste more energy on outsmarting this mortal. Good, now he could negotiate properly.

"Supervised access is perfectly fine by me, so long as i'm allowed to make some notes on things", Lucius started - he figured he'd never be allowed to see this other Lich, but it was worth pushing a little more, "and when I said about not hunting or opposing me, I did mean with relation to this particular incident. If I do anything significant enough to show up on your radar later in life, feel free to try and get me. With regards to Publius, I wasn't asking that you free him, I just want to talk. I may be able to get access to his archives as well - and I would share them with your agency quite happily."

Lucius' brain whirred away as he considered a couple of moves down the line in this conversation. He figured that this was quite likely to work out in his favour, given a couple of hundred years - a relatively inconsequential wait, really.