Psychic Focal (Character event)

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Tson
She smiles sheepishly..
"Can't be that important then."

Tson

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The man blows his nose again, staring at the fire, he swats something that was trying to bite him and tuts. Jem pokes at the fire with a stick.
"So who are our otherworldly visitors then Mr Heinrich? I've never seen such queer folk, are they made of metal?"

Fort_Master_Gustav Drakador_Chaos
They both hear a short, and unpleasant sound, then there is the feeling that the world has just been screwed up like a ball of paper and tossed away, and the shadows dissapear, the surface of the bell seems to lose it's sheen, and becomes mere bronze again, and the ringing stops. The Gargoyle pads into the room and emits a growl like that of a dog, staring at The Ambassador intently.

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Tson
The Ambassador reachs for the bell, and almost touches it, however, he zaps the bell with the tiniest ammount of psychic energy, trying to see if the reverberation of the bell increases.

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Tson (@Drakador_Chaos )
The Ambassador looks at Nurian, saying:

"I... think I broke it? Either that or it wasn't the bell to begin with."

He then looks at the gargoyle and sees that it's expressing a feeling of hatred, he kneels down like a slav usually does, looking at the gargoyle.

"So what do you wanna say? I think you'd have a better insight than we do."

He reaches out to the gargoyle, not physically, but psychically, like one can communicate over distances with psychics, he tried to communicate with the gargoyle to sense what it was trying to tell him, probably a message of anger, but one that may be valuable nonetheless.

Drakador_Chaos

Tson (Fort_Master_Gustav )
Nurian looks at the bell, then the Ambassador, then the Gargoyle...
"Curious, the environment of this world does not seem to react well to your psychic powers. It might be advisable to use them less excessive."
...he looked back at the bell for a few moments before averting his gaze...
"Well, if someone brings those iron rods any time soon, we could use what we just saw though."
He turned his head towards the Gargoyle and frowned...
"Sit?"

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Tson
Heinrich shakes his head to halfway awaken and leans forward..
"Hard to describe,I met them once or twice before. They're machines with human souls inside from what I know."

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Fort_Master_Gustav Drakador_Chaos
The Ambassador can sense... nothing. There are no mental or psionic emissions of any kind emanating from the Gargoyle, and it feels psychically cold, rather granite like... When Nurian commands it to "Sit" however, there is a spike of psionic power for a second that gives the Ambassador a searing feeling at his temples, then the Gargoyle sits back on it's haunches, it's head twisting to look at Nurian. Then they hear the voice of one of the workers from outside.
"I'sn got the rods here gents, I'sn thought yae'd ask fer thay, otherwise I wauldna kep' quiet."

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"Goodness me."
He stares through the trees at where the DC Androids are gathered.
"I tell you, it seems that every day now I see something more odd than the last."

LeftHandofGod

Drakador_Chaos
Velkas comes running up to Nurian and doubles over, panting. "Gostck. Supply issues. Mer. Need to- need to go and investigate."

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"This world attracts odd things..."
He leans back again, looking at the sky..

Fort_Master_Gustav

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"An interesting little construct, aren't you?"

The Ambassador stands back up, and look at Nurian as he does whatever he is going to with the iron rods.

Drakador_Chaos

Tson (Fort_Master_Gustav )
Nurian goes outside and carried the rods in, placing them in one of the corners of the tower, he closed the door and stretched his fingers...
"Well, I suppose I shall get to work then, please stand back."
He stretched out his hand towards the iron rods and they began floating around the bell, after a few moments they started bending and eventually, carefully wrapped around the bell...
In the meanwhile he points his other hand at the ground, walking around the bell while small clouds of dust erupted from the ground where he pointed, he seemed to pulverize the rock which the bell was caught in via high frequency directed vibrations, while again watching out not to damage the bell...

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The Mer, children? Seem to like their new clothes, and also appear much more comfortable after they have solidified, they follow the Androids out of the room cautiously, sniffing at the air outside.
Adam leads them to the coach, and helps Capella to attach it, and soon the passengers are instructed to return to the coach so that they may continue, the Official stares coldly at the Androids, and almost as coldly at the Mer-people. Jem and Adam ensure that the passangers are secure, while Lady Deâth walks over to Rhick.
"Will you be coming with us? Adam said that he will be pleased to allow you passage."

Fort_Master_Gustav Drakador_Chaos
This seems to be working, however the edge of the bell where it was fused to the ground appears deformed, almost sharp, then the two start to hear the ringing again, it is much more hicg pitched this time, and surface of the bell appears to dim...

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((Terribly sorry for not replying - you know why.))

Antares thinks for a moment.
"Like in robes... Arcturus?"
"I mean, I'm no fashion design company owner - I'm an engineering genius. But I do believe the Liquidators have a database available..."
"Communication through the Rift is disallowed on this endeavor. For the first time since... a millenium in this dimension, the Collective are scared of whatever is here."
"Well... We should not leave them like this. I'll figure something... Here, hold still..."

Arcturus - having finished the second turret by now - begins to print some sort of article of clothing, it feels really gooey at first, but then solidifies into some sort of fabric that seems like it would not get ruined easily by water. The robes are pastel white and have magenta lining - the color scheme akin to the Androids themselves.

Once Arcturus finishes with one, he does the same with the other.

Rhick stood straight for a moment as something occured to him. "We still have a compatriot to rescue. If we want to follow along with our new friends, we will have to go at present. Capella, bring the wheel to the broken cart and apply repairs. Arcturus... ensure the base is secure, then at your leisure, follow my signal."

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Tson (Fort_Master_Gustav )
"Hm...", was the only thing Nurian exclaimed as he saw the state and the reaction of the bell, he frowned...
as the bell itself was already freed he did a few odd looking gestures with his now free hand, a few moments later the dust rose and began to encompass the bell, in an attempt to muffle the sound, then Nurian started an attempt to rise the bell up into the air via the incomprehensible powers of the suit and a magnetic torrent that it was generating to lift the bell with the help of the iron rods that were wrapped around it...

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Rhick nods, then steps aside to introduce himself and Capella to the passengers.
"I am Rhick Antares, this is Antony Capella. Duro Arcturus does not wish to come as he is afraid his large stature will cause a panic within the populous, but if he is needed in an emergency, I have ways of contacting him..."

He turns around, at Duro, who is awkwardly hiding behind a set of trees, his head peering out ever so slightly - a somewhat scared posture.

At this, Rhick does something a robot usually doesn't do: He laughs. Actually laughs. Heartily, even, taking a break between guffaws to intake sharply - simulating a deep breath. "Duro, just... hahaha... just stop being silly! You have an outpost and two age-defying creatures to take care of!"

Duro... slowly... embarrasingly... retreats.

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Heinrich and Lagertha get up on the cart, Lag watches over the bodies while Heinrich gets up on the front...

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Jem ushers the two Androids into the back, then mounts the driver's bench again, and the coach begins to rumble off once more toward Zagt...

Drakador_Chaos Fort_Master_Gustav
The ringing gets louder, and there is an inconsistency to the pitch now, one could almost mistake it for pained wailing... The bell suddenly slams against the floor again, clanging, after only rising mere millimeters, and Nurian can see that the polarity of the iron rods has changed so that the magnetic flow forced the bell down again...

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Drakador_Chaos
The Ambassador is still there, watching. It seems that he won't step in unless something goes wrong.

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Tson Fort_Master_Gustav
Nurian looked at the bell, obviously displeased...
"Well, I suppose the Bell will stay on the ground for now. We should probably ask the Mayor who made it and possibly how and when."
He paused for a few moments...
"I suppose in some regard my question has already been answered, you have likely used your psychic powers on teh individual known as 'Nathaniel' which triggered his transformation by whatever inhabits this planet. Should you have any questions, you may ask them now 'Ambassador', as our ways may part again soon, unless you have other plans."
He lifted an eyebrow and waited...

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Tson
Heinrich leans back and gets out a bit of chewing tabak..
Lagertha meanwhile tkaes out some of her equipment (the non suspicious stuff like ropes and food) and checks its condition.

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After about another hour of traveling the coach rumbles up the steep path to the Zagt Plateau, and the lights of Zagt can be seen through the driving rain in the distance, Heinrich thinks he sees winged things in the sky above for a second... but realises they must have been illusions.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
"Well Nurian, I've already asked that to the Mayor, can't you recall?"

The Ambassador ponders for some moments, before answering:

"Now Nathanial... hmmmmm... He wasn't hard to overload, his mind went mad with the least of my efforts. But I took a calculated risk, I tried to bring him back, after all, killing him for no reason would be cruel and non-sensical. But something barred me from entry. You see, someone or something took advantage of his weakened mind, and in the few minutes that it was open, they entered it and corrupted it, there was nothing that I could do after that, but it gives us a valuable insight. There it is, the answers you sought for, now honour the deal. What have you found so far?"