(3:09:28 PM) You have just entered room "planewalkers."
(3:09:33 PM) besyanteo has entered the room.
(3:11:17 PM) ChristianCord has entered the room.
ChristianCord (3:11:25 PM): (ullo)
besyanteo (3:12:18 PM): (Hiya!)
Idran1701 (3:12:53 PM): (Shall we begin? :O)
besyanteo (3:13:11 PM): (Sure.)
ChristianCord (3:13:12 PM): (Ready when you are)
ChristianCord (3:13:22 PM): (oh snap, hold on, I'll get another color)
besyanteo (3:13:23 PM): (*fix*)
ChristianCord (3:13:29 PM): (:O )
Idran1701 (3:15:11 PM): *Leaving the restaurant, Magpie heads back towards the town center, Lorraine keeping at its side*
besyanteo (3:15:34 PM): *she's smiling a little, her mind off of the job finally.* So.
Idran1701 (3:15:40 PM): *Aaron clings to Lorraine's shoulder, attention taken by his various surroundings*
besyanteo (3:15:57 PM): What kind of garment are you thinking about making?
ChristianCord (3:16:02 PM): *Magpie, of course, isn't smiling much, still looking as horrified as ever, which can at times be disturbing. You get used to it, of course*
ChristianCord (3:16:54 PM): *The construct looks at Lorraine and speaks slowly* I was... considering my options. It is my belief that a cloak would be a simple and safe choice. I do not experience cold like you, so it would be mostly esthetic.
besyanteo (3:17:11 PM): That seems sensible.
besyanteo (3:17:34 PM): Have you given any thought to trim?
ChristianCord (3:17:49 PM): ...trim?
ChristianCord (3:17:59 PM): *The questionmark is hard to distinguish, but it's there.*
besyanteo (3:18:10 PM): *pulls her own brand new cloak closer, and shows off it's white hem along the bottom by way of example*
besyanteo (3:18:33 PM): Sometimes a cloak will have details or a different kind of fabric along it's edges. It's not necesary, though.
ChristianCord (3:19:37 PM): *Magpie examines it and gives a slight nod* It was not something I had considered. I have not made clothing before, only weapons, and repairs to furniture.
besyanteo (3:20:48 PM): For a beginner it might be easier to keep it plain for now, and go back later when you can get someone to help you out.
besyanteo (3:21:02 PM): I'm not really a seamstress myself, unfortunately.
ChristianCord (3:22:50 PM): *Magpie nods again and seems to give a little shrug. Its shoulders rise only, barely an inch, and do it so fastly you have to watch it to notice... copied behaviour, perhaps?* I will try. My hands are large, but I have some times done detail work and I believe I will manage somewhat... have you made a cloak before, Lorraine?
ChristianCord (3:23:02 PM): ...Or any other clothes?
besyanteo (3:24:13 PM): No; The most I've done is mend a holes in my pants and shirts when I needed to.
besyanteo (3:24:22 PM): (brb)
ChristianCord (3:25:20 PM): *The construct considers her words for a while but doesn't say anything, instead glancing down at the small slip it was carrying*
besyanteo (3:26:11 PM): (back)
ChristianCord (3:26:35 PM): (welcome back :-D)
Idran1701 (3:26:40 PM): (Indeed!)
besyanteo (3:28:14 PM): (thanks!)
besyanteo (3:29:42 PM): So... I'm pretty surprised. I thought for sure we were going to have to fight Oringr.
besyanteo (3:29:59 PM): Or that other mercenary group.
ChristianCord (3:30:51 PM): *Magpie's eyes flicker for a while before it speaks* ...Indeed. I may have appeared somwhat... eager, to pursuit such a course, for which I apologize.
ChristianCord (3:31:27 PM): It is not easy for me to conceive of solutions outside of the threat of force... I am not.... good... at speaking to people.
besyanteo (3:32:26 PM): Eh. There's a palce for that, too.
besyanteo (3:32:47 PM): I'd just like to avoid it while we're in one of the most uptight places in all the Planes.
ChristianCord (3:33:32 PM): I understand. It would be bad to disrupt the order of Mechanicus?
ChristianCord (3:33:37 PM): Like... your friend...
besyanteo (3:34:43 PM): Only in the sense that I don't enjoy jail time.
ChristianCord (3:35:17 PM): I see.
ChristianCord (3:35:35 PM): I have not been in jail, so I could not imagine what it would be like. I apologize.
besyanteo (3:35:59 PM): Neither have I, honestly. It's a conceptual worry, really.
besyanteo (3:36:09 PM): (bler)
ChristianCord (3:36:40 PM): I see...
besyanteo (3:37:13 PM): (... I just realized that Lorraine's new friend was at that table earlier. Or I think he was.)
Idran1701 (3:37:32 PM): (Nah, it was just the party.)
ChristianCord (3:37:47 PM): I believe I can understand that. But it is not something I can relate to very well...
besyanteo (3:38:20 PM): *she nods* Don't worry about it too much. For now, we're in the clear.
besyanteo (3:38:41 PM): (Also also, we heard word about the priestess being captured or something, right?)
Idran1701 (3:39:05 PM): (Zant got a message about something and ran off, but you don't know the details.)
ChristianCord (3:39:53 PM): That is a relief. I did not know you were interested in the rules and laws of this place, however, Lorraine. If you had told me before, I would have gladly informed you of what occurred as I retrieved our passes.
besyanteo (3:40:25 PM): (He did tell them before.)
besyanteo (3:40:50 PM): (He was asked and stuff
besyanteo (3:40:51 PM): )*
besyanteo (3:40:55 PM): (Right IDran?)
Idran1701 (3:41:02 PM): (Yep)
besyanteo (3:42:35 PM): (Does MAgpie remember doing that?)
ChristianCord (3:43:08 PM): (Quite possibly, but Zant went alone and did not require assistance)
besyanteo (3:44:45 PM): I think that you did tell me about that, actually, and the others too. I got all freaked out, thinking that the city officials were goin to object to our reason for being here.
besyanteo (3:45:29 PM): Which has been unfounded, so far
ChristianCord (3:46:12 PM): You were frightened? *the construct seems rather surprised at this* Ah yes, I seem to remember that... *the lights in it's eyes flicker for a moment in silence* It had not occurred to me to keep our objective unkown to the people of this city.
Idran1701 (3:47:22 PM): *And speaking of city officials, the two reach the entrance to the town center. There's the sound of a fairly large crowd within, people heading in and out from the building at a fairly reasonable rate.*
besyanteo (3:48:34 PM): Well, no one told you to keep it a secret. Anyway, is this it?
ChristianCord (3:48:51 PM): It would seem the amount of people applying today are even larger than when I was here the last time. *it nods slowly* Yes, this is the place I was shown before.
ChristianCord (3:49:10 PM): (Whether or not there're more people, Magpie is trying to make a joke :-D)
besyanteo (3:51:30 PM): *She doesn't pick up on it at all* Alright then. In we go!
besyanteo (3:51:38 PM): *she heads on over*
ChristianCord (3:52:10 PM): Very well. *Magpie follows after*
ChristianCord (3:52:22 PM): (*is not at all surprised* :-D)
Idran1701 (3:53:14 PM): *Inside, the main room almost seems too large for the building outside. Dozens of people mill about in various levels of irritation. Near the entrance, a small box holds a number of square slips of parchment.*
ChristianCord (3:54:22 PM): We shall grab one of these small slips of paper, as it represents our position in the queue *Magpie needlessly tells Lorraine*. Then we shall calmly wait for our turn, and proceed to the clerk who calls out the number printed on our slip. Then we dispose of the slip as we adress the clerk with our issues.
ChristianCord (3:54:41 PM): Most likely, we will be sent to another section of the building, where we may or may not receive another slip of paper and wait for our turn.
ChristianCord (3:55:25 PM): Did you understand all that Lorraine?
besyanteo (3:56:00 PM): >.>
besyanteo (3:56:21 PM): ... That sounds incredibly boring. But yes.
ChristianCord (3:56:38 PM): Boring?
besyanteo (3:57:28 PM): Well, yes, but don't worry about it. Boring isn't something new to me.
besyanteo (3:57:37 PM): IM: *memories of studying cantrips.*
Idran1701 (3:57:45 PM): (Haha. :D)
ChristianCord (3:58:16 PM): *Magpie, having spent a couple of hundred years guarding a camp area of a hundred square feet, has no idea what Boring means :-D)
ChristianCord (3:58:27 PM): **
Idran1701 (3:58:45 PM): ("And this is how you make someone slightly tired. Now remember, you will _never_ use this.")
ChristianCord (4:01:03 PM): I understand
Idran1701 (4:01:22 PM): *one of them grabs the first parchment: "374"*
Idran1701 (4:01:50 PM): *and the clerk at the front speaks up:* 335?
besyanteo (4:02:00 PM): ... *glances at their number*
ChristianCord (4:02:09 PM): We are about 40 numbers away, so there is no need to feel rushed.
besyanteo (4:02:15 PM): Well, that doesn't seem too bad.
ChristianCord (4:02:21 PM): It can take a few hours, I believe.
ChristianCord (4:02:24 PM): *flicker*
besyanteo (4:02:38 PM): ... Is something wrong?
besyanteo (4:02:42 PM): Your eyes.... did something.
ChristianCord (4:03:03 PM): *looks at Lorraine* ...No. There is nothing wrong, that I can sense. What were they doing?
besyanteo (4:03:29 PM): They went dark for just a moment, and then became bright again
ChristianCord (4:04:05 PM): I was not aware that that occurred. I was merely contemplating the prospect of telling you in slight exaggeration of the time remaining until our number would be called out.
besyanteo (4:05:25 PM): ... Were you? *she smirks*
ChristianCord (4:05:49 PM): Yes... is something amusing?
besyanteo (4:09:02 PM): A bit, yes.
besyanteo (4:09:18 PM): *she looks around. Are there places to sit?*
Idran1701 (4:09:24 PM): *there are!*
Idran1701 (4:09:38 PM): *Mostly filled, but there's a free one not too far as someone heads up to the desk.*
ChristianCord (4:10:29 PM): *Magpie nods to itself a little* That is good, I was worried you would not appreciate my attempt at humour.
besyanteo (4:11:38 PM): *she takes a seat!*
Idran1701 (4:12:03 PM): *Aaron ruffles his wings, discomforted some by the crowd, but keeping quiet for Lorraine's sake*
ChristianCord (4:12:37 PM): *the construct walks after a bit, but stands a few feet away, obviously not discomforted by the crowded room*
besyanteo (4:13:02 PM): IM: You could always stand on MAgpie. He's well taller than anyone here, so that's something at least.
besyanteo (4:13:20 PM): IM: That and it would make me giggle.
Idran1701 (4:13:50 PM): ...*Aaron stares at Magpie!*
ChristianCord (4:14:07 PM): *Magpie is minding its own business!*
ChristianCord (4:14:25 PM): *looking as content as a warforged can. Which is to say, not very much*
Idran1701 (4:14:47 PM): ...*he flaps up over to Magpie's shoulder, and looks back to Lorraine*
ChristianCord (4:16:05 PM): *Magpie turns it head slightly and glances up at Aaron* ...hello, Aaron. (I'm pretty sure the name's popped up one time or another)
besyanteo (4:16:21 PM): (Almost definitely)
Idran1701 (4:16:26 PM): *he stares back at Magpie, cocking his head*
besyanteo (4:16:29 PM): *she giggles a little.*
ChristianCord (4:17:35 PM): *Magpie's eyes flicker slightly and it raises a hand a little higher up* Perhaps it is more comfortable for you to sit on one of my fingers?
Idran1701 (4:17:57 PM): *he seems happy to have amused Lorraine!*
Idran1701 (4:18:10 PM): *and he stares at Magpie's fingers curiously*
ChristianCord (4:19:13 PM): *Magpie turns slightly to Lorraine* Does he understand if I speak to him?
besyanteo (4:20:46 PM): He does, through me, and I can answer for him, but he's only been with me for a few years... we can't explain some of the more complex concepts to each other yet.
besyanteo (4:21:05 PM): (Or, I think he has like int 8-9 at the moment~)
Idran1701 (4:21:13 PM): (6, actually :O)
besyanteo (4:21:17 PM): (ha)
Idran1701 (4:21:43 PM): *he prods at Magpie's finger a little with his beak, testing it, before climbing over*
ChristianCord (4:22:10 PM): I see. Could you tell him that I believe it is better for his claws...* Magpie pauses as Aaron climbs over, the light in its eyes growing almost white before fading once more to green*
besyanteo (4:22:51 PM): *watching*
ChristianCord (4:22:53 PM): It would seem that is unnecessary... *slowly, very slowly, the construct raises its other hand and strokes the bird over its back*
Idran1701 (4:23:31 PM): *he clucks a little, closing his eyes; Lorraine can tell he's enjoying this*
besyanteo (4:23:56 PM): *she smiles*
ChristianCord (4:26:14 PM): He is very friendly, Lorraine, as seem most animals I have recently met. It is a new, interesting experience. *the construct continues to pet the little bird, keeping completely despite having a full-grown raptor sitting on its extended index-finger*
besyanteo (4:27:02 PM): We've seen how gentle you are with them. *she just watches the pair of them for now*
Idran1701 (4:28:41 PM): (And timeskip?)
ChristianCord (4:28:43 PM): I enjoy the presence of life. Animals are simple, easy to understand and appreciate attention. But just being here, amongst so many others, is a very pleasant experience for me.
ChristianCord (4:28:48 PM): (sure)
Idran1701 (4:29:05 PM): (Ah, just thought CI was done. But if you're still good for it, then sure.)
ChristianCord (4:29:27 PM): (Depends on whether Lorraine wants to hear more or not :-D)
besyanteo (4:29:29 PM): (I'm good for a timeskip)
ChristianCord (4:29:40 PM): (Then timeskip =) )
Idran1701 (4:30:14 PM): (Lorraine's bored with Magpie, got it. :P)
Idran1701 (4:30:56 PM): *An hour or two pass by, as their number grows ever closer. Aaron falls asleep before long, tucking his head into his wing as he clings to Magpie's finger.*
Idran1701 (4:31:17 PM): *and finally:* 374?
ChristianCord (4:32:02 PM): *Magpie seems to actually stir itself, and turns to Lorraine* That is our number.
besyanteo (4:32:19 PM): *she perks up, half starting. Which conveniently ought to wake Aaron* Yup.
Idran1701 (4:32:40 PM): *It does! He is vaguely irritated; that was a good sleep :(*
besyanteo (4:33:41 PM): *she stands and heads for the counter*
ChristianCord (4:33:46 PM): I shall watch Aaron for you, if you wish Lorraine. *does so*
besyanteo (4:34:15 PM): Oh, sure if you like. Not coming with me?
besyanteo (4:34:49 PM): IM: Sorry, you can go back to napping if you'd like.
ChristianCord (4:35:32 PM): I have already gone through the procedures, so I would not wish to rob you of the experience. If you want to, I can come with you.
Idran1701 (4:36:01 PM): *It doesn't seem like it'll be hard, he still feels a bit sleepy. He's drooping off again already, in fact.*
besyanteo (4:36:33 PM): No, that's fine I suppose.
besyanteo (4:36:42 PM): (Now I need to remember why we came here)
ChristianCord (4:37:15 PM): (We are getting very thick manuals filled with laws, rules and regulations! :-D)
Idran1701 (4:37:15 PM): (Picking up the law books)
Idran1701 (4:37:46 PM): (They each got tickets for which books can be exchanged :O)
ChristianCord (4:38:40 PM): (Does Magpie need to hand it in, or can Lorraine take both?)
Idran1701 (4:39:04 PM): (The latter should be fine.)
besyanteo (4:39:27 PM): *has the tickets!*
besyanteo (4:39:43 PM): *OVer at the counter* Hi, I'm here to pick up some law books?
Idran1701 (4:40:03 PM): *glances up* Name?
besyanteo (4:40:53 PM): (Hm. Was her last name DiHammermoore in this setting?)
Idran1701 (4:40:57 PM): (Yep)
besyanteo (4:41:30 PM): Lorraine DiHammermoore. I also have tickets with me to pick up books for several others in my group.
Idran1701 (4:41:59 PM): *she nods, writing down Lorraine's name and reason for visit on a scroll of such*
Idran1701 (4:42:23 PM): Downstairs through the right door one level. Third hallway on your left, fifth office on your right.
ChristianCord (4:44:28 PM): *Magpie watches from where its standing, petting Aaron again*
besyanteo (4:44:33 PM): *she nods* Thank you. IM: I bet Asp would be lost here instantly.
besyanteo (4:44:53 PM): **downstairs! Through the right door!*
Idran1701 (4:44:55 PM): *Aaron is growing sleepier; Asp is a silly person*
besyanteo (4:46:34 PM): *Third hallwya on the left!*
besyanteo (4:46:46 PM): *Fifth office on the right!*
besyanteo (4:46:54 PM): *Do the hokey pokey and wait no.*
besyanteo (4:47:05 PM): *She'll go right on in*
Idran1701 (4:47:07 PM): (Sorry too late that's now canon)
besyanteo (4:47:15 PM): ( :O )
ChristianCord (4:47:21 PM): *is pretty certainly obstructing some very important person's way, but the construct seems oblivious*
ChristianCord (4:47:32 PM): (Yes! If you don't do the hokey pokey, you can't unlock the portal!)
Idran1701 (4:47:43 PM): *Inside! There's...a very big machine that seems to be pouring heat. Impressively, not a single drop of heat can be felt outside the doorway.*
besyanteo (4:48:22 PM): (Heat is not a liquid)
Idran1701 (4:48:24 PM): *It's a huge mass of metal that shoots out steam from small valves, with pieces of parchment visible whirring about within its mechanism.*
besyanteo (4:48:26 PM): (now*)
Idran1701 (4:48:34 PM): (It can be modelled as one!)
besyanteo (4:48:51 PM): ...
besyanteo (4:48:56 PM): *Is there an operator?*
Idran1701 (4:49:05 PM): (Also *gives Lorraine one bottle of cask-aged heat from 1976*)
besyanteo (4:49:51 PM): (Lorraine: Oooooh, vintage.)
Idran1701 (4:50:51 PM): (Sorry, one sec.)
ChristianCord (4:50:52 PM): (:-( )
Idran1701 (4:52:10 PM): (Sorry about that.)
Idran1701 (4:52:20 PM): (Also why is Christian frownieing :( )
Idran1701 (4:52:49 PM): *There are two! A gnome and a...well, it's a thing.*
Idran1701 (4:53:01 PM): *A big...metal...sphere thing with ten tentacles spaced around it, standing on a pair of stumpy legs.*
ChristianCord (4:53:08 PM): (Magpie wants some bottled heat too)
Idran1701 (4:53:18 PM): (*gives it some*)
ChristianCord (4:53:26 PM): (Hooray, you made it happy)
besyanteo (4:54:02 PM): Er. Pardon me. Do either of you work here?
Idran1701 (4:55:47 PM): *They both whirl, staring at her. The Gnome wears a leather apron, a pair of darkened goggles, and heavy ear coverings, while the...sphere thing watches her with an array of eyes spaced about its massive mouth.*
Idran1701 (4:55:51 PM): (Sphere thing! http://www.rilmani.org/w/ima ges/f/f8/Decaton.jpg )
Idran1701 (4:56:33 PM): *the gnome's the first to speak* Aye, that we do, miss! And what are you here for?
besyanteo (4:56:42 PM): IM: Aitrus that thing is ugly
ChristianCord (4:56:58 PM): (Holy hell...)
besyanteo (4:57:02 PM): *she proffers the tickets* Books.
besyanteo (4:57:26 PM): (Also, I like to think that low level Shada would have screamed and ran)
Idran1701 (4:57:32 PM): *the thing plucks them from her hands with a tin-plated pseudopod, and holds them up to one of its eyes*
Idran1701 (4:57:37 PM): (:D)
besyanteo (4:57:51 PM): IM: Nnng-!
Idran1701 (4:58:08 PM): *It...nods? She thinks?*
besyanteo (4:58:11 PM): IM: Is... is that it's chin?
Idran1701 (4:58:32 PM): *it speaks in a halting monotone, watching Lorraine intently*
ChristianCord (4:58:38 PM): (This is what it does next: http://www.encyclopedia dramatica.com/Image:O mnomnom.gif)
Idran1701 (4:59:01 PM): THE-PARCHMENT-APPE ARS-VALID-AND-LEGA LLY-ISSUED
besyanteo (4:59:07 PM): (Lorraine: JESUS! *STAB*)
besyanteo (4:59:48 PM): IM: I may be ill.
ChristianCord (5:00:20 PM): *is Aaron reacting to all this?
ChristianCord (5:00:22 PM): *
Idran1701 (5:01:02 PM): *Aaron seems to have woken up again, yes. Is Lorraine all right? She's sick?*
besyanteo (5:01:37 PM): IM: I am looking at something ugly. And disturbing. But I should be ok.
Idran1701 (5:01:45 PM): *the thing turns back around, but two eyes whirl on their posts, keeping their gaze focused on Lorraine.*
besyanteo (5:01:46 PM): IM: So long as I don't eat for a while.
Idran1701 (5:01:51 PM): *Staring right into her eyes even*
besyanteo (5:01:56 PM): IM: hurk.
ChristianCord (5:02:18 PM): *Magpie watches the bird curiously*
Idran1701 (5:02:40 PM): *the gnome hopes up onto a small platform, working a number of valves, switches, and whatnot under the thing's supervision*
Idran1701 (5:03:03 PM): *the level of heat shoots up suddenly, and a loud clanging picks up, like Lorraine was standing only twenty feet from a church bell*
besyanteo (5:03:41 PM): *she covers her ears*
Idran1701 (5:04:17 PM): *the workings speed up immensely, and she can see massive panels flipping up and down within the workings, banging up and down wildly*
ChristianCord (5:04:44 PM): *speaking to the bird while doing nothing in particular* I wonder if Lorraine is meeting someone like that elf-woman. I am certain she is finding the whole experience rather relaxing.
besyanteo (5:04:50 PM): (I should be less tempted to put her hand in there.)
Idran1701 (5:05:14 PM): *the gnome shouts something back to her, but Lorraine can't even hear a word of it*
besyanteo (5:05:46 PM): ("MY ASSOCIATE IS TASTY! ESECIALLY THE EYES! YOU MUST EAT HIM! EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT!)
Idran1701 (5:05:58 PM): (Hey you read my notes)
besyanteo (5:06:30 PM): ( I am psychic!)
besyanteo (5:06:47 PM): (Psychic like the badger. I read your notes with my mind. And burrowing.)
ChristianCord (5:06:50 PM): (No, Bes, you are a psycho. Don't worry, I used to get that wrong as well ^^)
Idran1701 (5:06:57 PM): *he turns his head and shouts again, still to no avail*
besyanteo (5:07:07 PM): *She approaches*
besyanteo (5:07:09 PM): WHAT?
Idran1701 (5:07:35 PM): *frowning, he nods, and looks to the thing*
Idran1701 (5:08:07 PM): *and a voice blares into her mind* THE-PROCESS-WILL-B E-COMPLETE-IN-79-S ECONDS
Idran1701 (5:08:28 PM): *back upstairs, Aaron's eyes go wide as he looks around in utter panic*
besyanteo (5:08:51 PM): IM: AUGH
ChristianCord (5:09:35 PM): *Magpie tries to calm him down, eyes flashing bright-green* Is something wrong, Aaron?
Idran1701 (5:09:42 PM): (...Hahahahahahaha ha. So this might be evidence that that "the LHC will never work because it causes a disaster in the future otherwise" theory might actually be true.)
Idran1701 (5:09:47 PM): (Apparently it just had another accident.)
Idran1701 (5:09:57 PM): (When a bird dropped a piece of bread into the outdoor machinery.)
ChristianCord (5:10:30 PM): (Haha, what?)
besyanteo (5:10:56 PM): (Wow)
Idran1701 (5:11:00 PM): ( http://io9.com/539 8043/bird+related- accident-suggests- the-large-hadron-c ollider-really-is- doomed )
Idran1701 (5:11:53 PM): *Aaron seems more confused than worried*
ChristianCord (5:12:18 PM): (I think it's Mother Nature saying 'stop trying to destroy the universe, humans')
ChristianCord (5:12:54 PM): *Magpie strokes the bird carefully down its back and considers for a moment to try to find Lorraine... but it has no idea where she went, so it decides just to wait around)
Idran1701 (5:13:00 PM): (The theory they're talking about is the LHC will cause a large disaster, and thus it can't start now due to weird time effects.)
besyanteo (5:13:35 PM): (Then, suddenly, black holes! Hundreds of them!)
besyanteo (5:13:40 PM): (Anime Girl: So cool!)
Idran1701 (5:13:46 PM): (And we are only saved by the bird army!)
Idran1701 (5:14:30 PM): *So what does Lorraine do in response?*
besyanteo (5:14:42 PM): *Wait for her books, so she can take them and FLEE*
Idran1701 (5:15:12 PM): *about a minute later, things quiet down again*
Idran1701 (5:15:35 PM): *the thing pulls two bound books from somewhere inside the machinery, holding them out to Lorraine in its tentacles*
besyanteo (5:15:45 PM): ... *she takes them gingerly*
Idran1701 (5:15:57 PM): (*Lorraine becomes red-haired!*)
besyanteo (5:16:03 PM): D-... do I owe you anything for these?
ChristianCord (5:16:06 PM): (hoshit)
besyanteo (5:16:15 PM): (Lorraine evolves into! GENERIC IRISH LASS!)
besyanteo (5:16:29 PM): (GIL: ... Hm. Well. That's new. o_o)
Idran1701 (5:16:30 PM): (Get equipped with: ultra-freckles!)
ChristianCord (5:17:01 PM): (:< Magpie wants freckles and red hair)
Idran1701 (5:17:10 PM): (*gives them to it in a bag*)
ChristianCord (5:17:31 PM): ( o o Thank you)
Idran1701 (5:18:05 PM): *turns and shakes his head* Nope. Free of charge!
Idran1701 (5:18:10 PM): Our gift to guests.
besyanteo (5:18:27 PM): (In the unlikely event that Lorraine needs a reincarnation spell, becomes human and female again, she will totally be irish)
Idran1701 (5:18:34 PM): (Haha.)
besyanteo (5:18:47 PM): Oh. Ok. .... Thanks. Bye.
besyanteo (5:18:49 PM): *leaves*
besyanteo (5:19:08 PM): o_o IM: ... I want to go lie down now.
Idran1701 (5:19:28 PM): *Lorraine heads back upstairs!*
ChristianCord (5:20:11 PM): *looks up and walks over to her, handing over Aaron gingerly* Welcome back. Lorraine. Did everything go well?
Idran1701 (5:20:36 PM): (*Aaron becomes red-haired!*)
Idran1701 (5:20:48 PM): (*Unfortunately that is a weird look for a bird*)
besyanteo (5:20:59 PM): (Aaron: *now a red wolf. That talks* Wat.)
besyanteo (5:21:11 PM): ...
besyanteo (5:21:23 PM): Uhm.
besyanteo (5:21:24 PM): ...
besyanteo (5:21:27 PM): Let's just get back.
ChristianCord (5:21:59 PM): *Magpie nods and follows* ...did something happen?
besyanteo (5:22:36 PM): ... I saw something weird. That talked to me. And talked to my mind.
besyanteo (5:22:40 PM): It was offputting.
besyanteo (5:22:51 PM): (Also, I need to get some work done)
Idran1701 (5:23:51 PM): (*nod* I think we can leave off here. :O)
ChristianCord (5:24:04 PM): ...I see. Well, that is unfortunate, I was hoping you would find the experience enjoyable.
ChristianCord (5:24:07 PM): (Fine with me :-D)
Idran1701 (5:24:22 PM): (I'm surprised everyone was so disturbed, though. I thought Modrons were awesome. :D)
besyanteo (5:25:05 PM): (It's eyes on a sphere with a huge mouth and something that could be either a chin, an anus or something else enturely right below that mouth. On creepy little legs.)
Idran1701 (5:25:10 PM): (:D)
besyanteo (5:25:21 PM): (Creepy little elephant legs, it looks like)
Idran1701 (5:25:23 PM): (I'm pretty sure (hoping) it's a chin.)
besyanteo (5:25:53 PM): (Anyway, while it's not terrible?)
ChristianCord (5:25:55 PM): (Oh, well, I've seen modron cubes, and globes, and what have you. But that modron was creepy)
Idran1701 (5:26:09 PM): (It's the lips that are the best part.)
besyanteo (5:26:10 PM): (It's not standing right in front of me, channeling the uncanny valley into my brain)
besyanteo (5:26:14 PM): (In a hot, noisy room)
ChristianCord (5:26:33 PM): (Yeah, the lips are pretty disturbing, no matter what modron it is)
Idran1701 (5:26:43 PM): (The apparently four-foot-tall lips.)
ChristianCord (5:26:54 PM): (...:-()
besyanteo (5:27:02 PM): (anyway, back later)
Idran1701 (5:27:10 PM): (I'm probably going to grab some sleep myself.)
Idran1701 (5:27:19 PM): (Feel free to post whenever now. :O)
Idran1701 (5:27:33 PM): (And if neither of you minds, I'll put up this log for the other players.)
ChristianCord (5:27:49 PM): (Haha, I don't mind. :-D)
ChristianCord (5:28:10 PM): (I'll be going back to Dragon Age, might make a post later tonight)
Idran1701 (5:28:23 PM): (*nod* Have fun!)
(5:29:43 PM) besyanteo has left the room.
ChristianCord (5:29:51 PM): (Will do, thanks for thanks for the session :-) )
(5:30:01 PM) ChristianCord has left the room.