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Post by Circe on Aug 28, 2020 16:21:59 GMT -6
Zhen was about to make a comment on Brandon's proposal, but then suddenly reflected in the silvery pool like surface of the mirror, were the Jingling. They had been momentarily distracted by the ATV parked in one corner of the shed, but were soon eyeing the two, one of which still happened to have metal on their person. There wasn't much that Zhen could even do about it either. "Shit.. they're back." He mumbled looking around in vain for a larger piece of metal to possibly distract them with again. "I thought I had gotten rid of those suckers.." Zhen muttered his attention clearly divided between dealing with the threat that the Jingling posed and whatever it was that Brandon was babbling about.
It was no use, the chaos the Jingling brought while harmless, was nigh unstoppable. By the time Zhen could even come up with a plan, the Jingling had swarmed the necromancer and throughly devoured anything metal on his person. "...the ah... sprites are harmless.. just like metal it seems." He explained clearing his throat and averting his gaze. Xiaolian was going to owe him so much for dragging him out during this, and he had half a mind to demand that she help during the autumn festival week. That was just as busy as everything was now, if not more so.
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Post by demikara on Aug 28, 2020 16:34:45 GMT -6
"Woah!" Brandon grabbed the waistband of his pants before they fell down entirely and held them up rather sheepish. "Okay. They eat metal. Rahal owes me new pants." This was a bit much after all. The vampire sighed. "I think I'm going to go home and change. Rahal knows how to return the cooler." And he better return it. Enchanted coolers like that were expensive as hell. "Another time." He'd have to seek Zhen out somehow. Maybe his brother/cousin would be able to help.
He'd probably say no though.
Holding his pants up, Brandon stepped back through the mirror and headed for his car. This is what he got for doing favors for the other man. Weird things were bound to happen.
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Post by littlekreen on Aug 28, 2020 16:39:49 GMT -6
Their interest sated the hobbling returned to that purloined atv to burble about the wheels. As a ship afloat the wheels bouyed under the dervish underneath it to slowly crawl away.
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Post by Circe on Aug 28, 2020 17:09:39 GMT -6
Zhen was about to apologize, but was instead left standing with what looked like an enchanted Hello Kitty playmate cooler. "Strange man... I wonder how Xiao knows him." He muttered to himself. Adjusting a makeshift belt from a bungee found in the shed, he headed back out, but not before fixing the wards on Tyrus's mirror.
Reppearing moments later beside Xiaolian and Tyrus, he set the cooler down. "You owe me Jeijei..." Zhen commented grumpily as he surveyed the paralyzed mage. "So much.. explainations.. everything! This is not... this is not normal!" He continued to complain in rapid fire Ba-Shu directed at his sister more than anyone else. The vampire business was one thing, but being chased across several acers of forest and land by metal eating sprites, and being sent as her errand boy was another thing altogether. Had she exhausted so much of the good will of other's that they wouldn't help or was she afraid of them knowing something else?
"This is our duty dìdì... nothing more and nothing less. If we had allowed this to continue, there's no telling what sort of damage would have happened." Xiaolian snapped, clearly as frustrated as Zhen with the entire thing. In her opinion, Tyrus had been unprepared and done everything not to be. He was still full of excuses and useless crusades against one thing or another. He was far from being centered and able to control anything beyond small magic. Sighing she motioned for Zhen to open the cooler while she lessened Tyrus's restraints. "After I do this, go to the other grove. Leave a meal, release the paralytic and leave. The storm is nearly gone." She instructed her brother.
"Time to wake up mage, it's almost sundown and your meal's arrived." She said brusquely, but not before conjuring the same strange magic to aleeviate much of his paralysis.
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Post by demikara on Aug 28, 2020 17:50:14 GMT -6
Tyrus stirred and woke up, starving. He sat up and looked around, feeling like he was moving through some sort of heavy fluid. His eyes narrowed in on the blood pack and he was there as fast as he could be, under the circumstances, drinking heavily from first one pack, then the next. He subsided after the second one and sat back, forcing himself to relax. "Thank you." It had been a long day.
He was recovering now though, and he leaned back against the tree again, and observed the chaos of the glade his magic had made. "Less rubber ducks than I would have thought. My magic is changing." This was very natural. Which was, for his magic, unnatural. That wasn't good. "I think I need a sabbatical from everything to get this under control." His magic had never changed like this.
He hadn't taken the time off with his turning that he should have. Just enough time to get himself under control. Once his assistant director stepped up, he'd take the sabbatical and stay on it until he figured out how to get control over his magic again. The changing had more effect on his magic than he had expected. If anything he was more powerful now, which was concerning. He knew how much more powerful he was in comparison to the average magic user.
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Post by Circe on Aug 28, 2020 18:22:38 GMT -6
Xiaolian nodded, "I'll restore your connection and release the remainder of the paralytic once the sun as completely set." That way there would be limited magic for him to work with, and hopefully mitigate some of the potential for after shocks. After that he was on his own, as there was still much for her and Zhen to do in checking and restoring wards.
"But I will caution you that you need to be careful after this. The next few days you will likely require a bit more care and patience with yourself." She added. There was no way that was likely to happen, but it needed to be said regardless and absolve her of any responsibility she might have otherwise felt. The mage was a fool, and she could see why his sire had just allowed him to figure things out himself. He was stubborn, a decent enough quality if applied right, but he was also prideful.
"At sundown, you will be completely on your own. My brother and I will need to check the perimeter wards and other things."
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Post by demikara on Aug 28, 2020 18:35:22 GMT -6
"Thank you for all that you've done." He said and closed his eyes. "I'll get a better handle on it soon. I'll have to." He didn't have much choice on that at least. Perhaps a trial period for his assistant director, to recover from the solstice for him. "You have run of the ranch, of course." Not that he could stop her, given she was the one who put up the wards in the first place. It was a lot of trust to give to one person and he wasn't fully comfortable with it.
"I'll check on Catherine then. Hopefully she won't want to kill me for all this." It was his fault after all.
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Post by Circe on Aug 28, 2020 19:20:37 GMT -6
Xiaolian turned and said something to Zhen in the same strange language as earlier, and pointed in a direction completely different from the two groves. They would leave the cylinder to take care of last, if only because until they knew for certain, there was too much risk in removing it. "The jingling did a lot of damage Xiao... He's not going to be happy." Zhen remarked nodding towards the shed were the mirror was held. For this reason, most things that the guardians used were not made of metal, but instead of material like stone, wood, and glass. Some alloys were distasteful to the small fish like sprites, but the ones on this plane. They seemed to be almost like candy to the things for some reason, if only due to the fact that it was new and novel.
"It's our duty, Rahal. But, you're welcome." Xiaolian added with a slight bow.
As twilight approached and the sun began to set, the magic began to die down to more tolerable levels. While the twin groves were still seeped in magic, it seemed to be a more gentler, calm sort of thing. Golden motes drifted in the air, occasionally chased by a stray curious jingling. It led the ranch an over all magical and primordial appearance, fitting for the sheer amounts of magic that had been expelled over the course of the last 24 to 48 hours by the storm.
Xiaolian, good to her word, released her hold over Tyrus and restored his connection to the magic before leaving. "My brother and I will still be here, let us know if you encounter any further issues."
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Post by demikara on Aug 28, 2020 19:28:10 GMT -6
Tyrus stood up and looked around then hesitated a moment. "Lieutenant...are there supposed to be any aftereffects of the binding you did?" Everything was gray. There was still enough light out there should still be colors. He looked between her and her brother and his brow furrowed. "Everything is glowing odd colors, but other than that..." He hesitated a moment again before giving more detail. "You and your brother are glowing almost a chartreuse color. And the tree and the grass is...almost yellow-orange. But other than the glowing, past the edges of the glade, I don't...I don't actually see anything past the edge of the glade." That wasn't possible.
He was a vampire. He had a vampire's vision. He should be able to see just fine in the dark and it wasn't even full dark yet. His eyes were wide now, and the glowed almost an orange-red color rather than their usual brown shade.
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Post by Circe on Aug 28, 2020 19:41:37 GMT -6
Xiaolian and Zhen looked at one another for a moment before a flurry of words were exchanged between the two in low, heated tones. Zhen blamed her, and she blamed Zhen. Insults were thrown freely and it nearly came blows briefly. This was clearly a moment where the two siblings did not work well together or get along. "No. That is not a side effect of the binding." Xiaolian finally said shooting Zhen a dirty look. He had stooped to low blows and accusations of cowardice and incompetence. She had only gone as far as to call him a drunkard meanwhile.
"It sounds like to me is you somehow gave yourself an accidental case of mage sight." Xiaolian knew full well how to use it, she just preferred not to. Magic to her had a certain feeling depending on what it was, sight came later. It wasn't uncommon for a Guardian to be trained to rely on more than just one single sense.
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Post by demikara on Aug 28, 2020 19:47:28 GMT -6
Tyrus cast his mind over the day and frowned. "Then is must have happened at the peak, when I lost control. Hopefully it isn't permanent." He'd be functionally blind in low magic areas, if what he was seeing was the case. "I may have to rely on you to get back to my house." He was quiet as he said that. "Though I ask that we check on Catherine first."
If he looked closely, he could mostly make out the ATV. It had an odd yellow-green glow to it. He'd have to figure out what all the colors were. It would be faster to ask, but right now, he was a bit too ashamed to ask what was what. The yellow-green...the only magic on the ATV was protective magic to keep it from being damaged by any experiments when he had to drive out a bit to get to them. Well, that was one color matched up at least.
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Post by Circe on Aug 28, 2020 19:59:55 GMT -6
"Are you sure? We can go ahead and take you home if that's what you need." Zhen asked hesitatingly. He would really like to go home and deal with this whole mess later, in fact leaving it for his sister to deal with sounded even better. But he wouldn't stoop that low, tempting though it was.
"I'll take him Zhen, check the perimeter wards for cracks and then go home." Xiaolian instructed the other. She knew that the configuration would have held, but still it was better to be safe than sorry later. Especially given the amount of magic that had soaked the property so throughly.
Zhen nodded and disappeared in flash the same color that Tyrus had said had been emanting from them.
"Last I checked she was well out of it, but should be coming back around by now." Or rather she hoped, it was difficult to tell. But hopefully the ancor she had provided through the paralytic and other sigils had helped.
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Post by demikara on Aug 28, 2020 20:05:45 GMT -6
"I hope so. I want to at least check on her. I should be able to follow you on the ATV. I know the controls well enough to not need to see those at least." And once they got close enough, he had a feeling he'd be able to follow the beacon of the magic. His spot had been bright. Hers would be blindingly so. And then they'd head back to the house and he'd have to figure out how to see his way around the house itself. He was pretty sure he had the layout memorized at least, but he didn't exactly imbue his food with magic, so that was going to be interesting to figure out.
He probably would need to see a doctor over this. And contact his PA to assist him around the house for a few days. At least he had a PA. Carter and Cruor would no doubt be thrilled to actually get to come to his house.
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Post by Circe on Aug 28, 2020 20:22:48 GMT -6
"Absolutely not." Xiaolian said shaking her head. "You are not driving." She wasn't taking no for an answer either, and before Tyrus could say anything in protest they were standing at the edge of a very different grove of trees. "I'm beginning to agree with the Warden in wondering what goes through that thick skull of yours." She added clearly none the worse for wear after their brief little trip.
However, those unaccustomed to such methods of travel tended to suffer from potentially violent nausea and vertigo. That didn't make Xiaolian any more sympathetic to their plight though, as she had had to learn to deal with it herself at one time. An individual eventually got used to it, but it wasn't an easy thing.
The thick forest around them bore a striking semblance to a primordial boreal forest from an age long since past, and as the moon rose an individual sheltering beneath a massive oak could just be made out. If only from the long strands of stark white hair that fell down from their shoulders and lay in thick coiled lengths on the ground.
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Post by demikara on Aug 28, 2020 20:28:55 GMT -6
"What-" And they were somewhere else and his stomach was roiling. Right that was a bit much. "Right. That was faster anyway and probably significantly safer, under the circumstances." He'd have to figure something out. He was going to have to figure out a lot over the next few days, assuming this didn't somehow clear up.
It was bright here, yellow-orange, magenta, and a blue-red heavy in the area. He looked around curious, able to see only thanks to the sheer amount of magic that Catherine had put off. Hesitating, he walked closer to a white glow. "Catherine? Are you awake yet?" Was her hair longer now? He couldn't quite tell. There was magic there, but not magic like there was in much of her. That was Catherine though it seemed almost more like a star made flesh than a person. Right, so the brightness corresponded with the level of magic then. Good to know. He couldn't make out a single feature in her face which was not ideal, but at least he generally had an idea of where her face was, so he wouldn't make a complete fool of himself.
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