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Idran1701 (3:19:06 PM): :D
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:19:19 PM): *What the motherfucking mcshithellgoddamn*
Idran1701 (3:19:38 PM):
SPIDER-MAN AND POWER PACK #4 (of 4)
Written by MARC SUMERAK
Pencils and Cover by GURIHIRU
It’s siblings vs. symbiotes as Spider-Man and Power Pack find themselves up against a new enemy they never expected — one of their own teammates! Has sweet little Katie Power finally gone to the dark side…and if so, will she ever want to come back?! Find out in the spine-tingling conclusion to this team-up tale!
32 PGS./All Ages …$2.99
Idran1701 (3:20:31 PM): I really want to read this series, just because of that cover. :D
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:20:42 PM): *What the serious.*
Idran1701 (3:21:10 PM): Oh, come on, tell me that isn't the most adorable Venom ever.
Idran1701 (4:29:05 PM): Oh, hey, almost forgot: If everyone turns out to be online tonight for EoC, you still want to go ahead with the Lil sidequest after it's done?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:31:40 PM): *Sure*
Idran1701 (4:31:57 PM): *nod* Kay.
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Idran1701 (11:03:00 PM): How's 3:30 your time for starting tonight?
TheWaiChibiAngel (11:04:05 PM): *Should be good.*
Idran1701 (12:27:32 AM): All right, then. I'm ready if you are. :O
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TheWaiChibiAngel (12:54:19 AM): *ready. Sorry, stepped out and it took longe than I thought.*
Idran1701 (12:54:25 AM): Nah, no problem.
Idran1701 (12:54:32 AM): You prefer IM or chat?
TheWaiChibiAngel (12:55:06 AM): *I find IM works better, so long as someone has dice. :O*
Idran1701 (12:55:20 AM): I do, so no problem there. :O
Idran1701 (12:55:49 AM): I'll just pick it up right where we left off on Saturday.
TheWaiChibiAngel (12:56:18 AM): *Kay!(
Idran1701 (12:56:20 AM): <RP start>
TheWaiChibiAngel (12:56:33 AM): <THIS IS LIL FOR THE MOMENT>
TheWaiChibiAngel signed on at 12:58:35 AM.
Idran1701 (12:58:48 AM): (Wow, sucky timing for me, that.)
Idran1701 (12:59:45 AM): Palot enters the Inn of the Consortium, followed soon after by Lil. Before heading up to the front desk, though, he pauses, turning back to Lil. 'Ey, you're all right, yeah? You were laid up f'r a while after Dis.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:00:03 AM): Huh? Oh, it was nothing.
Idran1701 (1:00:57 AM): ...*nod* Fair 'nough.
Idran1701 (1:01:24 AM): *gestures, and begins moving* It's righ' ove' here, th' desk.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:02:10 AM): *Ker-follow!* Just a little something weighing on me.
Idran1701 (1:03:27 AM): *nods* Well, th' city's a great place t' get y'r mind offa things.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:03:47 AM): *Smiles! Wow!* Thanks. Anything you'd recommend?
Idran1701 (1:05:57 AM): ...Hmm. Prolly wouldn't be worth it t' recommend 'n eatery, I take it? D'you still eat?
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:06:28 AM): I can.
Idran1701 (1:08:30 AM): Well, there's a place I stumbled on no' long ago, serves up dishes from Limbo. No' a big fan of most o' th' plane, from what I've heard; too random f'r my tastes. But I've got t' admit, th' food's pretty...interestin'.
Idran1701 (1:09:03 AM): There's this...I dunno, some sort o' fruit salad, I s'pose? Th' taste shifts dependin' on what y'r thinkin' 'bout.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:09:28 AM): Limbo?
Idran1701 (1:10:18 AM): Th' plane o' Chaos. Never been, m'self, bu' I've got th' chant from a few folks tha' have.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:10:32 AM): Like..If I was thinking of..Say, wombats?
Idran1701 (1:11:46 AM): *smirks* Tha's wha' I thought it'd be a' first, too, but i's no' a' simple a' that. Guess tha'd make too much sense f'r i'.
Idran1701 (1:13:19 AM): Nah, i's like...lemme try to remember one...tried thinkin' o' apples a' first, just t' try i' out, an' it started tastin' like...I dunno, some sort o' bub, bu' with more o' a creamy taste t' it.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:13:34 AM): Huh.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:13:44 AM): Seems..Fun.
Idran1701 (1:14:27 AM): ...Interestin' way o' thinkin' 'bout i', bu' yeah, i' kinda was.
Idran1701 (1:15:21 AM): ...Jus' don't order anythin' wit' "slaad" in th' name. They say they remove all th' eggs, bu' can't be too careful wit' that.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:16:21 AM): "Slaad"?
Idran1701 (1:17:56 AM): One o' th' native races there. Get one o' their eggs in y', an' i' starts t' grow.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:18:25 AM): ..I see.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:18:33 AM): Bugs?
Idran1701 (1:18:46 AM): Closer t' frogs.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:19:32 AM): ..Gross.
Idran1701 (1:23:01 AM): *chuckles* Wouldn't argue wit' y' on that.

Anyway, other than tha'...hmm. Well...don' tell Karinska, bu' there's a place here tha's go' a few...purloined sensory stones from th' Sensate's Hall over 'n Sigil. Deeper ones than they pu' ou' in th' public Sensorium. Think an ex-faction member snuck 'em out.
Idran1701 (1:23:08 AM): Ever used one?
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:24:17 AM): Huh?
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:24:28 AM): No.
Idran1701 (1:25:59 AM): I's how they pass around th' experiences they take in. A piece o' someone's memory, copied ou' o' one o' their minds, pu' into a magic stone f'r anyone t' feel.
Idran1701 (1:27:28 AM): The ones in th' public Sensorium, they don' go any further than some sights, some sounds, a feelin' or two. But these are more'n jus' seein' it or hearin' it. I's more like...well, like you are tha' person, relivin' a short part o' their life.
Idran1701 (1:28:43 AM): Almos' enough t' make me wanna join, if i' wasn' f'r th' whole...*smirks* well, th' obsession thing.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:29:18 AM): ...I see.
Idran1701 (1:30:22 AM): *shrugs* Anyway, I c'n show y' t' either o' those if y'r int'rested. If no', I plan t' just wander 'round th' city, see if anythin' catches m' eye.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:32:21 AM): I might go eat, then look into that.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:32:26 AM): Thanks for the help.
Idran1701 (1:33:30 AM): *smirks* Eh, no' a problem. One o' th' reasons I keep signin' on t' these.
Idran1701 (1:35:59 AM): Palot heads the rest of the way over to the counter, getting the clerk's attention. Eh! Palot Crimshaw an'...*turns* I know i's Lilium...
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:37:04 AM): Cilestro.
Idran1701 (1:39:39 AM): *the clerk is a bit startled when he notices Lil, but nods to the pair* ...Ah...yes, you're both listed. Here are your keys. Your room is upstairs, 2nd room on the left...miss. And sir, yours is 3rd on the right.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:40:29 AM): Thanks. *Yoink!*
Idran1701 (1:41:25 AM): *takes his as well, nodding back to the Clerk* Yeah, thanks.
Idran1701 (1:41:55 AM): *turns back to Lil* So, you wanna settle in firs', or wha'?
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:43:24 AM): Yeah, I think I will.
Idran1701 (1:43:53 AM): *nod* Righ'. Think I'll do th' same, then.
Idran1701 (1:44:11 AM): ...Oh...*ahem* ...Miss?
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:45:50 AM): *Turns* Hm?
Idran1701 (1:47:14 AM): *avoids making eye contact as best he can* There was a message left for you earlier. I believe the mephit said it was from a Nicolas in Sigil.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:48:58 AM): (She recall the name?)
Idran1701 (1:49:40 AM): (The Dustman that gave them the mission back when but only vaguely paid off with information, said he'd be keeping in contact with her if he found out anything further.)
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:51:34 AM): (Ah right.)
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:51:48 AM): *Tries to move herself into vision* Ah, yeah. Thanks.
Idran1701 (1:53:40 AM): *he frowns at the attempt as his eyes jump away from hers again, but he hands over a scroll; sealed with wax emblazoned with the symbol of the Dustmen*
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:54:54 AM): Something wrong?
Idran1701 (1:56:26 AM): ...*forces himself to return eye contact, but it's definitely discomforting to him* No, miss, nothing.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:58:11 AM): It's okay. You don't have to look.

You can just say so, you know.
TheWaiChibiAngel (1:58:13 AM): *Heads off*
Idran1701 (2:00:26 AM): *the clerk was definitely a bit embarassed by her response, but says nothing as she leaves - meanwhile, Palot stands by the stairs* ...So, you know wha' this i' 'bout, thi' message?
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:01:00 AM): Sorta.
Idran1701 (2:01:46 AM): Private matter?
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:02:37 AM): Sorta.
Idran1701 (2:03:14 AM): *nods, starting to head upstairs* Well, I'll leave y' to i', then.
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:04:47 AM): Thanks. *Heads up, herself!*
Idran1701 (2:05:24 AM): *upstairs, he adjourns to his room for now*
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:08:23 AM): *Does the same!*
Idran1701 (2:10:28 AM): *her room looks fairly nice; better than the Dragon's Vault by a fair measure - not all that decorated, though; not much more than an armoire, a bed, a rug, a lamp, and a small desk in the corner with a chair*
Idran1701 (2:10:46 AM): *the window has curtains, at least, but that's the limit of the wall decorations*
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:11:02 AM): *Has a seat at the desk, and begins reading!*
Idran1701 (2:11:23 AM): *she cracks the wax, and begins scanning down the lines*
Idran1701 (2:18:35 AM):
Lilium -

With luck you shall get this notice, though I never much trusted mephits to deliver these. However, many colleagues of mine have sworn by them, and I have little more reliable to deliver this across the planes. I have been continuing my research along the Dead Truce, though I keep running across odd dead ends in my searches. Missing tombs from the faction libraries are a constant hassle along my lines of inquest. I think I may be getting close, however; I have discovered a small reference to this matter dating back at least half a millenia that seems to have survived the passing of centuries. Merely a blip in the history of the Dustmen, but we have never been one for keeping records of the past. Strangely enough, though, it refers to it as a pact formed with Death itself - the meaning of this is yet unclear to me, though I suspect it refers instead to one of the many varied powers of that sphere. However, I will continue my investigation, and I suspect that by the time of your return to the Cage, I shall have something rather more useful for your perusal.

- Nicolas
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:19:47 AM): Death itself, huh.
Idran1701 (2:22:32 AM): *besides a slight bit of water-damage along the left edge of the paper, that seems to be all there is to it*
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:24:09 AM): Hmph.
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:24:12 AM): *Putsi t away*
Idran1701 (2:26:28 AM): (After this, what's Lil doing to pass the time here?)
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:26:44 AM): (Lay down for a short bit, then explore!)
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:27:08 AM): (Laying being more "Get off my feet and just not move for a minute.")
Idran1701 (2:27:39 AM): (*nod*)
Idran1701 (2:31:14 AM): Lil gets in a bit of rest, and afterwards heads out to peruse the streets of Tradegate, paved in closely-fitting tiles of purple and gold; something of an ostentatious indicator of the core of the city - trade. Both literally and figuratively, as the center of the city seems to be nothing more than one vast marketplace, larger than any she's seen before.
Idran1701 (2:31:43 AM): Stands carrying all sorts of items can be; it truly does seem to be somewhere where you could find anything for sale, if you looked long enough.
Idran1701 (2:32:46 AM): Outside this marketplace within the five arms of the city's star-shaped structure seem to be the more permanent structures, of which the Inn of the Consortium seems to straddle the border.
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:33:05 AM): Huh.
Idran1701 (2:34:22 AM): (d20! Assuming you've got one, at least. If not, I can roll for you.)
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:35:28 AM): (I do not.)
Idran1701 (2:37:11 AM): (Separate issue, but any kinds of things that might catch her eye, by the way? Or is she still happy from the last city?)
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:37:42 AM): (She'd keep a general eye open.)
Idran1701 (2:37:50 AM): (*nod*)
Idran1701 (2:40:40 AM): Exploring the streets of the marketplace, she notes a strange smell coming off from a less-trafficked direction. It smells something like the scent of rotting; likely explaining just why that direction is less-trafficked.
Idran1701 (2:42:01 AM): But there's something more than that to the scent; it's not just rotting meat she can sense, but she can't tell just what the other part is.
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:45:10 AM): *Heads down that way!*
Idran1701 (2:49:27 AM): Navigating the crowds soon becomes much easier, as even the number of stands in this section become sparse. A fellow in grey leather rushes past her into the thick as she continues on, and ahead, she soon finds the source of the odor.
Idran1701 (2:51:02 AM): The person ahead - hallowed eyes, dark skin, a staff engraved with black runes in one hand - has just finished a transaction from the look of the gold he's currently handling. And his stock seems...quite strange. A good dozen small...familiarly-shaped pine boxes can be seen stacked across the pavillion's small shelf. Miniature coffins, with one standing proped open, seemingly for display. A corpse lies within, humanoid, but no more than a foot tall.
TheWaiChibiAngel (2:52:34 AM): (Brb, gotta get Neb.)
Idran1701 (2:52:39 AM): (*nod* Sure.)
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Idran1701 (3:10:50 AM): (If I'm gone when you get back, just getting some food. :O)
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TheWaiChibiAngel (3:11:19 AM): (:O)
Idran1701 (3:18:32 AM): (Back. :O)
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:34:00 AM): (Sorry, zoned.)
Idran1701 (3:34:22 AM): (Understandable, it's fairly late. Or early. Whatever.)
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:34:28 AM): ...
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:34:35 AM): What...
Idran1701 (3:35:08 AM): ...Hmm? Oh...oh, now isn't this convienant?
Idran1701 (3:36:30 AM): Setting down the gold, he turns to Lil. And whose might you be?
Idran1701 (3:37:10 AM): *smirks, gesturing with the staff* Not that it really matters, of course. And I could always use more stock.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:37:23 AM): You're the shopkeeper; you should be introducing yourself first.
Idran1701 (3:37:28 AM): (Lil's not feeling anything from that, by the way.)
Idran1701 (3:38:47 AM): *the smirk falls flat as she speaks* ...Oh...hmm. You're...not someone's loose zombie, are you?
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:39:12 AM): I'm very much a freewilled one.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:39:23 AM): I'm also very prone to irritation and fits of violence. Who are you?
Idran1701 (3:41:55 AM): Glancing to the engraved staff, he holds it still against his side once more, looking increasingly nervous as she continues to speak. Er...I'm merely another shopkeep here amongst the masses...so to speak. Heh. Just...peddling my wares. And...er...perhaps you would be interested?
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:42:40 AM): Explain.
Idran1701 (3:44:20 AM): I sell...servants. Easily...Easily transported by those that...prefer the obeyance of the mindless undead, but cannot bring their own for...for whatever reason.
Idran1701 (3:44:44 AM): And when they...they arrive at their desired location, they need only...well...
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:46:05 AM): Were they alive?
Idran1701 (3:46:41 AM): ...Well...at...at some point, I'm sure they were, yes.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:46:57 AM): You don't know?
Idran1701 (3:47:37 AM): Well, it...it stands to reason. I mean, corpses...they don't just...just appear out of nowhere, heh.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:48:16 AM): Unless they're...What's the word?
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:48:28 AM): *Sighs* Whatever.

Did they agree to this?
Idran1701 (3:49:23 AM): Did they...you mean when they lived?
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:49:55 AM): Yes.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:50:05 AM): Did they know you were going to raise them and sell them as slaves.
Idran1701 (3:51:27 AM): Well, I...I can't imagine they would have...I mean...I never knew them in life.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:53:50 AM): Hmph...
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:53:56 AM): And you're alright with that?
Idran1701 (3:54:59 AM): ...Why...wouldn't I be? Where ever they are, they're...well, they're not using them anymore.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:55:25 AM): *Justs ighs, and begins off.*
Idran1701 (3:56:38 AM): *a barely-heard mutter as she leaves* ...What a strange vampire.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:56:47 AM): ..VampirE?
Idran1701 (3:56:58 AM): ...
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:57:02 AM): *Turns, honestly confused* Is that it?
Idran1701 (3:57:17 AM): ...What?
Idran1701 (3:57:33 AM): *looks confused himself*
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:57:39 AM): Did you just say 'vampire'?
Idran1701 (3:58:22 AM): *muttered* ...Right, the...the hearing.

Er...yes, I...I did.
TheWaiChibiAngel (3:58:53 AM): Is that what this is called?
Idran1701 (3:59:50 AM): *even more confused* ...Is that what...you...don't know what you are?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:02:11 AM): ...No?
Idran1701 (4:02:58 AM): ...Well, I...
Idran1701 (4:03:49 AM): *clearing his throat, he seems to straighten some, regaining some composure* I just assumed...you're a free-willed undead that's barely decomposed...that's usually vampiric, from what I've studied.
Idran1701 (4:04:08 AM): You were bitten, yes?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:04:44 AM): ..Not that i know of. Maybe.
Idran1701 (4:05:29 AM): Have you...yet thirsted for the taste of blood?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:06:46 AM): ...Not...really.
Idran1701 (4:07:04 AM): All right...definitely not a vampire, then.
Idran1701 (4:08:12 AM): And you're...obviously not a lich...

...er...you are corporeal? I mean, you don't look transparent...but I guess you could still be a ghost.
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:09:18 AM): ..Plenty.
Idran1701 (4:10:44 AM): ...Maybe...an entirely new type of undead, then!
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:11:22 AM): Hurrah. *Flatly!*
Idran1701 (4:12:44 AM): ...Yes, well...er...you're not going to kill me, then...right?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:13:20 AM): No, I'm not going to kill you.
Idran1701 (4:13:45 AM): All right, just...just wanted to make sure of that.
Idran1701 (4:14:37 AM): ...And I take it you're not interested in... *gestures to his stock*
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:14:55 AM): No.
Idran1701 (4:15:58 AM): Right. Didn't think so.
Idran1701 (4:16:48 AM): Well...er...you know, if you are an entirely new type of undead, I wouldn't mind...well...interviewing you, or...or something along those lines.
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:20:34 AM): ...Yeah..No.
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:20:36 AM): *Goes!*
Idran1701 (4:21:56 AM): *seems to be following!* ...Wait, I...it doesn't have to be here! Where ever you'd prefer...a restaurant, or...if you have a lair somewhere nearby, I'd be fine with that. Lairs aren't...they're not that bad...I don't think.
Idran1701 (4:23:00 AM): ...That is, I've never actually...been in one, exactly...but I'm sure they're fine.
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:23:13 AM): *Ker-IDEA*
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:23:24 AM): *Stop* If I am a new type of undead, and you get information on me...
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:23:26 AM): Hm..
Idran1701 (4:23:41 AM): *stops as well - at least his reflexes seem good*
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:23:53 AM): It would be valuable, huh?
Idran1701 (4:24:05 AM): Well...yes, I'd say so.
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:24:19 AM): The question is how much it's worth.
Idran1701 (4:25:31 AM): How much it's...worth?
Idran1701 (4:25:41 AM): If...if you mean my soul...well...er...
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:25:48 AM): ..No, I don't want your soul.
Idran1701 (4:26:22 AM): ...Oh.

Then what?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:28:57 AM): I could use a bit of cash for my travels.
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:29:03 AM): Or, you know, something else.
Idran1701 (4:29:32 AM): ...something else?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:29:56 AM): Something else that would help me.
Idran1701 (4:30:34 AM): Oh. Yes, well, I...I'd be travelling with you, yes?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:30:55 AM): ..N..No..
Idran1701 (4:32:30 AM): ...Well, how long will you be here, in Tradegate? I mean, I'd...I'd like to know if my payment would be worth it for the time I'd get.
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:32:49 AM): A couple days, I'd guess.
Idran1701 (4:33:52 AM): ...Would correspondence after your departure be allowed?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:38:44 AM): Yeah.
Idran1701 (4:39:14 AM): ...Well, I think we can come to an agreement, then, yes.
Idran1701 (4:39:54 AM): ...the undead really need money?
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:40:36 AM): For some things.
Idran1701 (4:41:03 AM): Hmm. I always just assumed you...well, you just took what you needed, one way or another.
Idran1701 (4:50:24 AM): (Starting to fade out?)
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:52:28 AM): (Seems so.)
Idran1701 (4:52:39 AM): (*nod* We can cut here, then, work out the details later. :O)
Idran1701 (4:53:41 AM): (Also, 100 XP for "beating" him, even if it wasn't in combat as I'd expected. :D)
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:54:10 AM): (:D)
Idran1701 (4:54:52 AM): (Glad he's sticking around, though; he's more fun a necromancer to play than I'd expected.)
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:55:42 AM): (He's a bit of a nerd and it's great :D)
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:55:57 AM): (Probably still lives in his liche's basement.)
Idran1701 (4:56:23 AM): (Hey, his lich is living with _him_.)
Idran1701 (4:56:43 AM): (In the lich's house.)
Idran1701 (4:57:20 AM): (Anyway, night! :D)
TheWaiChibiAngel (4:57:39 AM): (Night!

(Probably still gonna be on for awhile, just can't concentrate))
Idran1701 (4:58:18 AM): (*nod* Probably heading off to bed, myself, though.)