Nutshell II(#1666RFJ)
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Mellor
It's small, it's blobby, it has tentacles. It might be dripping, just a bit.
Sabriel
Daimon
Elysia
A sparkling ring of fire.
Tarot
Tall, thin, windburned skin, dark red hair pinned up in a knot, yellow eyes. Long gloved hands, a dark suit, and a habit of striding.
<<<Scene Start>>
<<OOC>> Mellor is a drip.
<<OOC>> arcangel clears her throat, getting into the mood.
<<OOC>> Jude looks at Mellor and takes some notes in his notebook.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mellor has just recently fledged (drip drip drip), and has returned to Hell for assignment. Its former master is stalking off to find some new demonling to kick around, after telling Mellor to go to the Hall of Loyalty, room 25b."
<<OOC>> arcangel assumes Mellor goes off like a good little Sheddie? Or does Mellor want to terrorize the gremlings it used to have to associate with?
Mellor wants to find some gremlins and set them to doing really pointless admin jobs! It takes its revenge very pettily.
Gremlins run errands around the Hall of Loyalty, little collars around their necks showing who they belong to. Many are findable, and Mellor can send them off to tell random people random things.
Mellor chews the end of one tentacle excitedly and trips up one of the gremlins with another tentacle. "where are you going?" It asks ominously.
The gremlin gibbers quietly. "To give a message to Alucian, sir!"
Mellor says "No. You're going to find a pair of eyebrow tweezers and move the ash-pit on the roof of the North tower back precisely 5 millimeters, one grain at a time. Any questions?"
The gremlin gapes. "Er. Um. No, sir. No questions."
Mellor spreads itself wide and thin, in full Shedite display. It makes it's tentacles look a bit fatter, just to hammer the point home.
Mellor hopes that message wasn't important. But that's someone else's problem.
Demiurge pages: Gloves to hide the tattoos on the hands, of course. They might give some people... the wrong impression.
The gremlin hunkers down and tries to scuttle away from the icky Shedite.
Long distance to Demiurge: arcangel grins and nods!
Mellor says "Go on then. And yo'll get extra marks for artistry."
From afar, Sabriel thinks someone should tell scary stories about Meziel (an NPC on my webpage) and his sword to new-fledged Shedites...
The gremlin scuttles off as fast as possible.
Mellor drips proudly and watches the gremlin go. 'Some day, this will all be mine.'
Long distance to Sabriel: arcangel chuckles.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Meanwhile, there's an appointment to go to..."
Demons and damned come and go from the spotless Hall of Loyalty. Damned souls scrub frantically at the white marble front, while demons stand by with whips. Ah, home.
Mellor drifts towards the Hall of Loyalty, room 25b. It curls up tighter if it passes more powerful demons, but is secretly plotting more Bad Things to do to gremlins.
A few Balseraphs shove past, twitching their wings aside lest they be slimed. Little imps and gremlins cower at Mellor's majesty. Human souls duck their heads and scurry past.
<<OOC>> Sabriel plays the video clip of Ghostbusters were Vinkman gets slimed.
25b is a small, unobtrusive door in a small, unobtrusive hallway. There is no nameplate on it.
Mellor leaves a dripping trail on the spotless floor and pauses at the door. It manifests an eye on a stem and looks for a keyhole to peer through?
25b has a keyhole. There is the corner of a desk visible, and dark emerald wallpaper. The carpeting is black. There is an uncomfortable-looking plastic moulded chair in front of the desk, its tackiness out of place in what little Mellor can see.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Can see of the room. Yeesh."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Anyone behind the desk?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Can't see that far."
Mellor chews on a tentacle, thinking. Then it knocks.
<<OOC>> arcangel . o O (What Game Servitor is going to be visible from the keyhole? You think they don't check these things? O:> )
A female voice, sultry as anything from Shal-Mari, purrs, "Enter."
Mellor slimes the door handle, turning it, and gives the door a nudge. It prepares to look helpful and obedient and not appear as if it were planning gremlin torture. It manifests extra eyes, so as not to miss anything.
Mellor coughs, "If it please you, Lady. I was directed to report here."
The room is dark, with that emerald wallpaper. The floor looks to be plush black carpeting. The desk is impressive. Behind the desk, there is a Lilim, wearing sunglasses and a very tidy business suit. From the brightness of her celestial form, she's pretty big. And Mellor, being a good little Gamester, can place her as someone Distincted.
Demiurge pages: Staciel? :)
Long distance to Demiurge: arcangel whistles innocently.
The Lilim nods. "That's right. You were told to come here. Now, the Game is fair. You get to choose if you wish to continue to serve in the great Game. You have five seconds."
Mellor blurts, "Yes," inside 30ms.
The Lilim smiles, turning her face into a vision of loveliness. She takes out a folder and flips through it. "Very good. Now, I see from your records that you used to have an animal vessel. You have not learned much of humans or possessing them, I imagine?"
Mellor manifests more eyes, fascinated.
The folder has papers written in Hellglyphs in it. Mellor can make out its name fairly easily.
Mellor says, "No, Lady." Then adds, "But they are quite similar to animals?"
Mellor . o O (one head, two eyes, two ears...)
The Lilim says, "Some might call them animals, actually. They're a bit more complex, mentally. I hear your Band enjoys talking to them. By the way, if you must drip, do it over the chair." She points at the plastic chair.
Mellor peers down guiltily at the damp patch on the floor and drifts towards the chair.
The Lilim says, "Very good. Now, what do you know of the Strafford County Community College in New England?"
You paged Mellor with 'Not much, but Mellor can fib if it wants.'.
Mellor tries to spell out its name in drips on the chairseat whilst it is thinking. "Well, m'Lady, " it begins. "It's.. a college. And.. it's in New England..."
Mellor says "It's a very important college?"
The Lilim smiles. "It is very important in the great game, little one, yes. But the humans don't know this."
Mellor says "Of course not!"
Mellor tries to act as if it had known this all along.,
The Lilim says, "Now, the information we have indicates that it is run by one of the Host -- possibly one of Novalis' lot, as she enforces a truce inside its walls. Demons don't attack angels, and angels don't attack demons. Or at least nobody gets caught at it. It's relatively safe, for acquiring corporeal experience, and you will be our spy within its walls, reporting what you discover about the celestials there." She leans forward. "There are Renegades there, enjoying its sanctuary. You will find out how to lure them outside the walls, for collection."
<<OOC>> Tarot grins.
<<OOC>> Jude says "Yay! I'm home."
<<OOC>> Jude says "Eeek! Tarot!"
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Heh."
<<OOC>> Jude writes up the presence of an Amberite and reports this to Dominic immediately!
<<OOC>> arcangel asks how Jude knows she's an Amberite.
<<OOC>> Daria grins at Jude.
<<OOC>> Jude erm.... guessed? She smells like one?
<<OOC>> arcangel pets Jo's modem to make sure it keeps working.
<<OOC>> Jude says "Because her last known bad act was to steal Ygg!"
<<OOC>> arcangel eyes Jude. Going around sniffing people to see if they smell like Amber. Sheesh.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Actually, Tarot is a Shadow. But this place is fun. (Tarot went looking for an interesting university using Broken Pattern. Ended up here. hee.)"
<<OOC>> Jude says "Blame Brand."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "He was my teacher!"
<<OOC>> Daria covers her ears with her hands so she doesn't have to listen to AmberSpeak!
<<OOC>> arcangel pats Daria on the shoulder.
Mellor maneuvers all its tentacles to point in teh same direction and pulls itself up straight. "Renegades?" It remembers that it is a Demon, of a Long and Important Line of Demons in service to Lucifer Himself, and should talk with many Capital Letters. "Verily, T'will be mine most closekly held privilege to bring such . .ahh... blackguards to .. ahh.. meet with Their Just Desserts!"
The Lilim pauses, then pulls down her sunglasses to eye Mellor. "Ah. Right. Anyway, I presume that you have no objections to this assignment?"
Mellor says "If Such Thoughts lay within mine.. err.. Ichor, then Let them Perish as abruptly as All Enemies of the Game!"
Mellor pretends to be its secret special role model demon.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Which is??"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Someone who talks like that, but more impresively?"
The Lilim smiles again, looking utterly lovely. "Very good." She presses something on her side of the desk, and a door opens up in the wall behind her. There is a rather familiar form standing there, dark and straight and (to any demon with sense) utterly terrifying.
Mellor manifests extra mouths, with which to smile enthusiastically. "Might I ask. What's a .. college?"
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Glug."
Mellor thinks better of that question and demanifests all extremities apart from an eye. It trembles.
Mellor's Prince steps forward as Mellor speaks. (Ah, the timing!) "It is a place where humans go to learn," the dry voice whispers. "And a place where you shall learn." Asmodeus extends a hand, touching Mellor above the eye, and of a sudden there is a Heart in the Prince's other hand.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Bing, Mellor gets Shedite of the Game and all the Rites and responsibilities thereof."
Mellor *tremble* and warps itself into a small and very subservient blob.
The Prince murmurs, "Are you ready to do your job, Mellor?"
Mellor also manifests another eye to peer at the heart. Pretty thing.
Mellor says "Yes, My Lord."
Mellor says "Master."
The Heart flickers and pulses, oozing without moving, very comforting.
Asmodeus says. "Good."
And the world changes...
Mellor is in a parking lot in the corporeal, with the Symphony ringing from its sudden arrival. There are many cars in the lot, and a great many humans of all ages and shapes moving around, going from cars towards the gates in a wall, opposite the street.
Mellor assesses the people. Those being the pinking moving things. It's first host. Obviously, it must try to find a comfortable one. This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. It looks for a nice warm host for those codl nights. Something hairy, because that was always a good sign in animal vessels that they could survive the winter. Something that other humans will find trustworthy...
There is something plump and with much facial growth making its way slowly out of a small car.
Mellor hides behind a car and lets eyestalks poke out from either side, in order to study possibilities.
Mellor stalks the plump and furry mortal happily, oozing round the side fo the car towards it.
<<GAME>> Arcangel rolls the d666 and gets 6 2 CHECK: 2.
The plump, furry mortal is oblivious to Mellor's presence.
Mellor tries to *pounce*
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Roll 'em!"
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 1 3 CHECK: 3.
<<GAME>> Arcangel rolls the d666 and gets 2 2 CHECK: 2.
It is warm and comfortable inside the mortal, who pauses a moment, mentally poking at the nice slick Shedite, then shrugs and continues with the routine of locking up the car and heading for the gate.
<<OOC>> Jude says "God, Jo, you're in a gamer!"
<<OOC>> Jude says "Run!"
<<OOC>> arcangel giggles with malice.
<<OOC>> Jude says "He'll make you play Magic!"
<<OOC>> Daria says ""Ew."
<<OOC>> Jude says "No, wait... other way around..."
Mellor hesitates, confused by the new sensations. Politely, it whispers to it's new home, "Nice weather, isn't it?"
Daria has reconnected.
The mortal looks up at the sky, which is blue with puffy white clouds, mutters, "I guess it's a nice day, yeah." Mellor and mortal proceed through the gate.
The beginning of a wonderful partnership.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Okay, who wants to be next?"
<<OOC>> arcangel thinks. "Let me do Jude, if Jude is celestial, and then all the angels can be together. Jude, are you corporeal or in the Tribunal?"
<<OOC>> Jude is celestial and in the Tribunal. "I've never been to Earth before, but I hear it's neat!"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Okay. Jude is in the Tribunal, studying some law books. There is a soft rustle behind him..."
Jude looks up from his law books, to see who is behind him.
Instantly recognizable is the Cloak of Judgment, containing the Archangel of Judgment. (Fancy that.) Softly, Dominic murmurs, "Judriel. I have a duty for you."
Jude thinks, "WOW!"
Jude stands up and says, "Yes my Lord?"
Dominic says, "You may or may not have heard of Strafford County Community College in New England. I believe there are some rumors about it."
You paged Jude with 'Int roll to remember any rumors.'.
<<GAME>> Jude rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 5.
<<OOC>> Elysia says "Those wacky Seraphim."
<<OOC>> Daria sniffles. Nuthin wrong with Seraphim...
Jude says "No, sir. I've never heard of the rumors. But I'd be happy to collect them from our archives! I bet our Seraphim have picked up all sorts of spiffy information.""
Dominic says, "It is run by... one with connections to Destiny, but also Flowers. She has decreed that it be a... sanctuary. There are demons and angels there, both, forbidden to harm each other. Outcasts and Renegades are likewise protected. However, you will also be protected by the unnatural truce. You are to go there and report back what you find of heresy." The Archangel pauses. "And you will be developing a Symphonic Role of your own at the same time."
<<OOC>> Daria says ""Uh oh. There's the H word. We're all doomed."
<<OOC>> Dominic writes up Daria for mocking the H word.
<<OOC>> Elysia tells on Dominic to her boss!
Jude gets big eyes. "Wow....." Then he says, "Thank you, my Lord! I'll be sure to report all signs of heresy immediately. We don't want anyone straying from the truth, especially not in the presence of icky demons."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "We're not icky! We're just... differently moist."
<<OOC>> Tarot laughs out loud.
<<OOC>> Jude says "Icky!"
The hood of the cloak dips as Dominic nods, eyes glimmering from within its shadow. "When you are ready, journey to the Library of Destiny. There is a small group of other angels who are also preparing to descend from there. I will find you in one week, that you may make your report then."
Jude says "Yes, sir! I will give you a full report, sir!"
The Archangel nods, and moves off, cloak rustling softly.
Jude just beams from ear to ear.
Jude runs to get his notebook and pen, and then runs over to the Library of Destiny. He's going to Earth! Oh boy oh boy oh boy! Humans! Heretics! Demons! Justice will be done!
<<OOC>> arcangel grins and sceneshifts.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Daria is in the treetops, sporting with the other Windys in the everpresent breezes and winds above the Groves. The air above the Seraph swirls suddenly, and Daria finds itself in the middle of the rings of a Very Big Ofanite. One that Daria might recognize, in fact..."
Daria smiles broadly, enjoying the sensation of the wind blowing her wing feathers. "Hi!"
Janus grins. (How does a wheel of fire grin? Well, you just _know_.) "Hi, there! Guess what? You're going to go to Earth! I've got this great little Role set up for you at the Illuminati University place."
Winds gently toss Daria back and forth within her Archangel's rings.
Daria wraps herself around one of the rings in an excited embrace. "Really? You're not just kidding me, right? For real? Oh wow! How cool! What do I get to do?"
Janus hugs back with another ring. "For real and true! Cross my heart, kid! You get to hang out at this great University place and bring change to people's lives! You're a good kid, you'll figure out the best ways in no time!"
Daria bounces around happily among Janus's rings. "I'll get to change stuff? And hang out with people? How awesome! You're the best! When do I get to go? Very soon, I hope!!"
Janus says, "You get to go *today*, kid! Head on over to the Library, there's a few others gonna be heading down, I hear. Don't let'em slow you down or nail your feathers to the floor!"
Daria says "I'd never let them do that! Ow, that would hurt! They wouldn't do that, would they?"
Janus pauses for a brief moment. "Haven't got a clue! But don't let 'em do it." Some winds poof Daria out of her Archangel's rings. "Go get 'em, kid!"
<<OOC>> Jude hugglecuddles Janus. :)
<<OOC>> Jude says "Even though he's a heretic and stuff."
Daria smiles happily at her Archangel, and gives him a kiss. "Okay, I will!"
<<OOC>> Janus cuddles Jude and ruffles his hair all over the place.
Janus hugs Daira back. "And have fun!" Then he's gone, like the wind...
<<OOC>> Mellor plots to nail daria's feathers to the floor.
<<OOC>> arcangel grabs.... Elysia!
<<OOC>> Daria says ""You are icky!"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "(No, I'm tacky :) )"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Then you're going to tack Daria's feathers to the floor?"
Daria zips off, kisses goodbye to all her Windy friends, and makes her way to the Library.
<<OOC>> Daria says "Leave my feathers alone!"
<<OOC>> Elysia wakes up :)
<<OOC>> arcangel grabs Elysia.
<<OOC>> Mellor gets its host to start collecting feathers instead of CCGs?
<<OOC>> arcangel grins at Mellor.
<<OOC>> Daria steals Mellor's hosts favorite dice and replaces them with dice of different unmatched colors.
Elysia follows a dust trail through the library. Where there is a trail, there is a dusty reliever somewhere at the end!
<<OOC>> Jude says "ACK! Such horrors! Luckily, it is a Wise and Just Punishment for such a cruel being."
Spirling around a corner, Elysia very nearly runs into this older fellow. Familiar chap, just a moment, get the name anyday now....
You paged Elysia with 'Da Boss Archangel Yves!'.
Elysia whirls back. "Oh, pardon!" She thinks. "Tip of my ring."
Elysia says "Oh! Yves!"
Elysia flips end over end while dipping slightly. "Bright Lord."
The older guy turns to Elysia, smiling like a favorite grandfather. "Elysia. Are you doing well today?"
Elysia says, "Couldn't be better. I'm thinking that this dust probably comes from the Liber Aris, which I have not been able to find for ..." She thinks. "Some interval of time."
Elysia says "It fell on him. Or her. When she pulled it out. Or maybe just opened."
Elysia says "Anyway!"
Yves chuckles. "Someone else can find that one, my dear. I have a job for you."
Elysia straightens into a square and looks formally attentive. "Sir!"
Yves says, "You, in the company of some others, should go to the Strafford County Community College in New England. I believe you can find the Tether terminus for their library. You'll have to escort the other angels, of course."
Elysia says, "Yes, sir! ... if they should get distracted by the wonders of the library and stay ...?"
Elysia says "Er, want to stay?"
Yves chuckles. "I do not think they will. But if they do, then that is their choice." He pauses, and takes three little spheres out of his pockets. They look like snow-globes, and have little brass plates with names on them. He hands them to Elysia. "These are for you and the others."
Elysia balances each of them on a little ring.
Elysia squints at them through a lens-ring.
One of them bears Elysia's name. Inside, dimly through the glittering 'snow' is a cute female vessel, some clothes, and a bicycle.
Elysia says, with a young angel's sincerity, "You have my eternal gratitude, sir!"
Yves smiles and reaches out to pat Elysia's rings. "You'll know what to do when you get there. I'm sure I'll be proud of you." He makes a gentle shooing gesture. "Now, you need to find the other two before they get lost."
Elysia looks at the names on the other globes. Naturally, that will be where Yves has filed them.
Elysia scoots as she reads.
One globe reads Daria, the other reads Judriel. The 'snow' in both of those is too thick for Elysia to tell what's inside. (Though all three feel like 'relic' to Elysia.) There might be a couple of humanoid forms.
Elysia zips off to the "Angels -- D" section.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Daria, you are inside the Library of Destiny, rather, well.... lost..."
Daria gets distracted by all the neat books.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Elysia, there appears to be a Seraph wandering around in the 'D' section."
Elysia attempts to count the Seraph's scales. They say you can judge their age that way.
Elysia doesn't want to know what they say about Ofanim.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "It is a very young one, from scale-counting..."
Daria puts a book back on the shelf, and picks up another one, and admires it for 30 seconds, and puts it back.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Her scales are bright and wind-polished, her feathers strong and slightly ruffled."
Elysia bobs to herself, and then whirls up near the Seraph. "Daria?"
Daria turns to the Ofanite. "Wow, this stuff is so neat! Hi! Howcome you know my name? That's pretty cool."
Elysia points at the label high up on the stacks. "D."
Elysia holds out Daria's globe.
Daria looks up at the label. "Whoa. Wow." She takes the globe, looks at it, and shakes it to try to make the little pieces of snow swirl around faster.
Elysia says "We should get to J quickly, though, because that's a particularly interesting section and I don't want Judriel to get mesmerized."
Daria can see, inside the globe, a motorcycle, an attractive human female, some clothes, and a rucksack.
Elysia says "Kipling's "Jungle Book" is there, and, you know, it always weirds angels out. Well, not *always*."
Daria peers at the globe. "Woooooow. This is SO cool. Okay, where do we go next?"
Elysia whirls out, then back, then out, then back, like a dog leading someone somewhere. "This way!"
<<OOC>> arcangel grabs Judriel. "You are in the Library. It's rather more confusing than you'd have thought, from your experience with the Celestial Tribunal."
Daria absently follows the Ofanite, still trying to make the snow swirl around faster.
Jude stands in the J section, his mouth hanging open, mesmerized.
The snow swirls in a hurricane vortex.
Elysia says, "Technically speaking, Angels -- J is also WWW 32.A.6, and 65 Be, and --" She gives off a click representing something to do with atomic decay. "But you should always use the reference system that fits your needs best."
Elysia zips up to Jude. "Judriel?"
Daria happily watches the swirling snow. "Reference system?"
Jude looks at the two angels. "Yep. That's me! You must be the people I was sent to meet." He whips out his notebook and his pen. "I need your names and Archangels, please. And any heresy you have committed in the last few days."
<<OOC>> arcangel falls over laughing.
<<OOC>> Tarot cracks up.
<<OOC>> Mellor grins
<<OOC>> Daria rolls her eyes. "Just you wait, Dominican..."
<<OOC>> arcangel can't wait for Mellor to meet Jude.
Elysia says "Um, Elysia, but Yves isn't on me."
Elysia says "He's back that way, I think, if you really want him."
Jude makes a note. Elysia. Yves.
Daria looks over at Jude. "Hi! Daria, and Janus, though I think he's kinda busy doing something else right now. He usually just zips."
Elysia says "No specific heresies. I could look under Elysia -- H, if you wanted, though."
Jude writes down Daria and Janus, and then peeeeeeers at the Seraph.
Jude says "I don't need your Archangels, I just need who you work for. So when I report, it will be complete."
Elysia surveys Jude.
Elysia says "But I *do* work for my Archangel."
Daria looks back at the Mercurian. "What's a heresy?"
Jude resonates, Dominican-wise, on Daria. I bet that she's committed heresies!
<<GAME>> Jude rolls the d666 and gets 5 5 CHECK: 6.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Woo."
<<OOC>> Jude says "Or, maybe not. :0"
<<OOC>> Daria tthppbts!
Jude sniffs, and snaps his notebook closed.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Use Mercurian intuition!"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Jude is out of commission. Drat those Windys! Maybe she did it deliberately!"
<<OOC>> Daria is totally innocent!
<<OOC>> arcangel says "See? That's what did it. No heresies."
Elysia presents Jude with his globe.
Elysia says "You shake it."
Elysia says "Well, you can, anyway."
Jude tucks his notebook away, and takes the globe. He peers at it. "Oooooooh neato."
Jude shakes it. Shake shake shake.
Daria forgets about heresies for a moment and shakes her snow globe some more. "Look at how it all swirls around so fast..."
Jude can see, in the little snowglobe with 'Judriel' on the stand, a human body, a stack of thick books, a small computer, and a bicycle, as well as a suitcase and briefcase.
Elysia straightens into a square again. "Now, if you will both follow me ..."
Jude follows, giving a Look to the Seraph. He just knows she's been naughty. All Windies have been, after all.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "He is Santa."
Daria zips her attention to Elysia and follows. She smiles at the Mercurian. "What's your name?"
Elysia attempts to cut through the secret doors (It's a Library. There must be secret doors) and over stacks to get to the Tether terminus quickly.
<<GAME>> Elysia rolls the d666 and gets 3 2 CHECK: 1.
The trip through the Library is speedy, with Elysia leading the way, and secret doors are found. The Library seems helpful and cheery.
Jude says "I'm Judriel."
Soon enough, Elysia is at the S-Tethers section, where a panda-Cherub sits patiently, reading a book on bonsai.
Elysia adds, "Elysia. Elysia Fielding."
Daria says "Hi Judriel. You seem nice. Who do you work for?"
Jude suddenly breaks into a huge beaming grin. "I work for Judgment. Isn't that the coolest? We get to root out evil."
Elysia zips up to the panda. "Pardon me, sir, but could you please direct us to the Strafford County Community College in New England Tether?"
Daria blinks all six Seraph eyes. "Wow. Judgement. For real? I've never meet a Dominican before! Neat!"
Jude nods. "It's totally cool. We uphold God's Law and dig out heresy and be mean and hard and cop-like and _stuff_."
Jude is neither mean nor hard nor particularly cop-like.
The panda Cherub looks up. "Illuminati University, eh? Right that way, can't miss it. Just touch the book on the stand, and will yourself down." She gestures down the aisle of shelves, to where a book can be seen, open on one of the shelves.
Elysia says, "The measure of an officer of teh law is not their disposition but their honor."
Elysia says "Not to impugn your honor, just your means of self-measurement!"
Elysia says "Thanks!"
Elysia zips towards the book.
Jude follows. Plod plod.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "The others notice Elysia zipping for the book..."
Daria giggles, and continues following Elysia. "Is that how cops are?"
Jude says "It is. I'm trying to emulate my elders."
The book is open on the shelf, and there is a nice page of text about it -- boring things like statistics, accreditation, etc. -- and a full-color page showing a building with a brick clock tower coming up from it. The building and tower seem slightly different styles of archetecture.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "It's a Trump! :)"
Elysia skims all the text quickly.
Elysia might need to know its accreditation someday!
The text is all fairly standard college brochure data.
Elysia says "You touch it and will yourself down."
With her Ofanite Choir Attunement, Elysia schlucks up knowledge like a sponge.
Daria touches the book. "Like this?"
Elysia then zips slightly aside to allow the others to descend first.
<<OOC>> Elysia says "The key is to make sure to descend all the way to the Earth, because stopping when you're still in midair is tricky."
Jude descends. Wee!
Elysia looks around and then follows.
One after the other, every angel descends to Earth.
And the world changes....
<<OOC>> arcangel grabs Tarot now, she thinks.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Hee."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "What time of day?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "About noon."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Tarot, you are in your tiny little office, working on course schedules. Start of semester and all that. Campus mailthing comes by and drops off the mail. There is a large, thick, envelope."
<<OOC>> Elysia says "High noon. Tarot and the other gunperson face off. Then suddenly ... three people in the middle."
<<OOC>> Elysia says "Or not."
<<OOC>> Tarot laughs.
Tarot finishes the current schedule, sets it neatly to one side with the ruler on top of it, and checks the envelope for sender, purpose, and potential mailbombs.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "The envelope is addressed to Tarot, and her office address. There is no sender, but the handwriting is familiar. Tarot's boss."
You paged Tarot with 'ArchDean.'.
Tarot pages: Yup. :)
Tarot relaxes a shade, and picks up a surprisingly well-honed paperknife, slitting the envelope and sliding out the contents neatly.
There are six Student Packets within, each bearing a different name, required classes, and Dorm assignments. There is also a letter.
Tarot sets the packets aside for the moment, and opens the letter.
<<OOC>> Tarot counts angels. Counts demons. Compares to Student Packets. Oh dear. :)
<<OOC>> Elysia says "It is the letter 'B'."
The letter is addressed to Tarot, of course, in that same familiar handwriting. It reads, "Tarot, here's the otherworldly lot. Well, some of them -- one's a Fleshless of the Game. It may body-hop, but try to keep an eye on it. I've got one of my Security also looking out for it. Give them the usual briefing about the Rules, make sure they get through Admissions, get them to their dorm, etc. You don't have to eat anything at the cafeteria, but show them where it is. You know the drill.
---[something utterly illegible as a signature], ArchDean.
P.S. They're all in your Earth 101 class. Make sure the Shedite understands that *it* has to attend that class, regardless of host."
Tarot reads it, checks it against the light for secret messages, then nods slightly and puts it down.
Tarot checks the Student Packets.
There is only the University watermark -- an IOU, stylized together, with a pyramid inside, and a dot in the middle of the pyramid.
The packets...
There is one for: Elysia Fielding, Jude Wallace, Daria Augustus, Randy Erikson, Mellor, and Aimee deSota.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Are these packets for the students, or packets of information for me about the students?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Both."
Tarot inspects the packets for information about Choir or Band, Archangel or Prince, and any other little choice tidbits.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Each has a little summary sheet for Tarot, and is a sheaf of Student Handbooks, etc., for the students."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "We were talking *fat* envelope there..."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Right."
Mellor is Shedite of the Game. Randy is listed as 'human host, interested in engineering and archetecture.' The rest have the Choirs, as appropriate. Aimee deSota is listed as 'Wishes to be unlisted.'
<<OOC>> Elysia does not list Aimee's wishes.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "What would Tarot understand by "human host"?"
You paged Tarot with 'This is sometimes a code for 'Renegade or Outcast.''.
You paged Tarot with 'The 'wishes to be unlisted,' that is, for Renegades/Outcasts.'.
Tarot pages: Right.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Being ridden by a Shedite or Kyriotate."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Urgh. Engineering."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "(We can change that! :) )"
<<OOC>> Daria says "Change! Yeah! Change is good!"
<<OOC>> Jude just giggles.
<<OOC>> Elysia | "Wouldn't you rather take Law?"
<<OOC>> Jude says "Yeah! Law is fun!"
Tarot nods again. She drops the packets into the envelope again, puts that into a shoulder-bag, adds 6 schedules of her Earth 101 class, and checks she is carrying the usual set of IOU Life Necessities.
Tarot then locks her office door and heads for the Library Reading Room.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Tarot has all her equipment, yes."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Tarot was given an 'arrival time' which is in about 15 minutes, at the Library Reading Room."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Meanwhile..."
The Symphony rings around three angels as they materilize in a small room with many comfortable chairs, some coffee tables, and walls covered in bookshelves. Full bookshelves.
Elysia rings. Who'd a thunk?
Elysia decides that if she's inside, she probably has no need to cover multiple miles. Accordingly, she slips into her new Vessel.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Meanwhile, for Mellor..."
As Mellor and host move through the gates and wander about, looking for Admissions, one of the uniformed humans (with a little badge saying 'Campus Securty') comes up behind him/them and taps him/them on the shoulder. "Excuse me, this way please."
In the Reading Room, Elysia slips into her vessel. Her suitcase and backpack materialze next to her.
Mellor extends a little thought tentacle into its host's response system and turns, eyeing the man with the same smug expression it used so successfully on the gremlin back home.
With Mellor, the Campus Security human does not seem fazed. "You're expected in the Library's Reading Room. Please follow me."
Jude materializes. Oh, hey, cool! This is what it feels like to be human! But, um, where are his wings? He wanders in a small circle trying to look at his back.
Elysia's bike?
Elysia hefts her suitcase and backpack thoughtfully. Gravity. Yes, this would seem to be Earth.
Daria zips through some of the bookshelves while in celestial form, and then materializes in her brand new vessel. "Ew. It's so much harder to move around like this."
You paged Mellor with 'You can let the host cope, or take over.'.
Elysia stretches her arms out straight to the sides, accidentally bumping the briefcase into the bookshelf. "Seems fairly straightforward."
In the Reading Room, Jude has a suitcase, briefcase, and portable computer. The suitcase is heavy, full of books. Daria has her vessel, with its equipment. Both Daria's motorcycle and Elysia's bike are not in evidence, though.
Mellor holds the man's eye for a moment, thinking 'Reading Room... perhaps a good place to find records..' -- then the host is allowed a little more slack, and he smiles and shoulders his bag. "Sure thing. Which way is that?"
Elysia sets down her stuff, takes down two books at random, and flips one open with each hand.
Jude starts looking through his stuff. Stuff! He digs out a notebook and a pen. Ah, blessed notebook. Oh, happy friend pen!
Daria sits on the floor and digs through her bag, looking to see what is inside. "Wow! Presents!"
The Campus Security human indicates towards one of the large buildings. "I'll escort you."
Daria has clothes, a set of lockpicks, the keys to a motorcycle, a backpack (empty), school supplies, a dirty magazine, some silk panties, and a bible.
Jude takes some notes about his original sensations of being on Earth, for his report.
Elysia flutters her hand up and down, an attempt to change the page which mysteriously does not work as well when using Corporeal agility.
Mellor settles back and lets its host follow along like a plump, furry two-legged rabbit. He keeps an eye on the security man though -- after all, back home, an escort is usually a sign that you are a prisoner.
Elysia seems to have Tolkein's _The Hobbit_ and something by Kafka.
Daria examines all of her things, and puts them back in the bag. Then she sits on the floor and holds the bag in her arms, cuddling it. "The best presents EVER! I love my boss sooooo much."
Mellor prompts the question, "Do you escort everyone? That's a most personal service..."
The Campus Security escort says, "Not everyone. Just some folks, like you." He leads Mellor (and host) into the large building, up a great many stairs (and the host has a mild surprise that he isn't tired, climbing all of them!), and then to a door.
The Campus Security man knocks on the door.
Inside the Reading Room, there is a knock on the door.
Mellor decides that being a bit higher off the floor than the last time on earth is probably a good thing. Stairs. Hmm.
Daria looks up to see where that noise came from.
Jude goes and opens the door. "Hi!"
Daria can see a square bit of wood with a shiny sphere attached to it. Door.
Jude hopes it's a human.
Daria says "Oh yeah. Doors. We don't have many of those."
There are two people outside the door. One is in a uniform, with a badge reading 'Campus Security.' The other is toting a backpack, and is rotund and has a lot of facial hair.
Mellor whispers to his host, back into grand-demon mode "Thou couldst tell him to kick it down... "
The host blinks, then starts to open his mouth. The door opens. There is a young man on the other side.
Mellor retreats to an observational cranny behin the host's eyes and leaves its control-tentacles as thin wispy things. The host wipes a hand reflexively on his trousers and thrusts it in Jude's direction woodenly.
Mellor pages: Do I know his name, or do I just sit back and let him deal with that? (Never had any Shedim before...)
<<OOC>> Mellor just can't bring herself to type, "Hi, I'm Randy."
You paged Mellor with 'You don't know his name, but the host will generally provide this information.'.
The host says, "Hello. Randy Erikson. Are you a student advisor or something?"
<<OOC>> Elysia returns.
There is also a history book on the shelves, and a law book, and a book on musical notation, and about fifty different bibles.
Elysia decides, sadly, that she needs to read one book at a time, so she puts "Axolotl: an investigation of Net Etiquette among amphibians" back.
From behind Mellor and the Campus Security person, comes a librarian-looking woman, who is leading a thin, dark-eyed, waif-like, young woman.
The librarian says, "And here's the rest of the group, Ms. deSota."
Ms. deSota nods, shoulders her backpack, and eyes the others.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Jude is in the doorway. Randy has introduced himself, asked if Jude is a student advisor, and offered to shake hands."
Jude is young, in his early 20's, with light brown hair and green eyes. He's wearing jeans, a buttondown shirt, and a tie. He looks like someone you could take home to mom.
Elysia, as many people are converging, turns around, puts her hands behind her back, attempting to form a square and failing. "Can I help anyone?" she asks, this being a library.
Jude takes his hand, shakes it, and resonates, Mercurian style.
<<GAME>> Jude rolls the d666 and gets 1 2 CHECK: 4.
Mellor . o O (I could take him home to dad...)
Jude says "Hi, I'm Jude."
Mellor lets Randy handle this, exerting its own stunning Savoir Faire if he seems to be getting it wrong. After all, it needs to be able to study these creatures from close-up.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Randy thinks that he's uncertain about his status to everyone here, except the Campus Security person, who outranks him. The Campus Security person does out-rank him, and is somewhat dubious about Randy. Randy is usually called Randy, but his grandmother calls him Randall Junior. He comes from Worchester, Mass. He's a lapsed Catholic, technically, with generic American as his culture. He likes building mechanical equipment and drawing buildings. He collects Playboy collectable cards. He is close to his father, but the rest of his family won't get phone calls while he's at college. He admires his father."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "We also have Mellor, formerly known as Mel the rabbit, who is naturally superior to everyone here and reports back to his Prince."
<<OOC>> arcangel fears Mercurians with high CDs.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I didn;t know they _had_ PLayboy collectible cards... I'm going to get corrupted by my host!"
<<OOC>> arcangel checks for Judgment attunement...
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Randy's most deviant behavior was lying about his age by one year to buy a bottle of whisky, and he did that about three hours ago."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "He's a clean boy, Mellor, have fun."
Jude says "Hi Randy! Welcome to our little party."
The extremely attractive young woman, who up until now has been sitting on the floor cuddling her bag, stands up and zips over to the door, where all the action is.
Daria says "Hi Randy! I'm Daria!"
You paged Mellor with 'Mellor can sense the host responding physically! Heartrate, breathing, etc. That is one babe!'.
Randy puts on a brave face and nods to Jude. "Thanks. Can I..." He tails off when confronted by an actual cute female In The Flesh and takes a half step back.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Hee, a Timid Shedite."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "What _would_ Asmodeus say."
Jude says "You can come on in and join us. We'd love to hear about your drawings."
Elysia taps her heel slightly as she waits to see if anyone needs help, but then concludes that no one does. So she meanders over to the clot. "There's more room inside the room than in the doorframe," she notes.
Daria blinks her deep emerald eyes at Randy, and smiles a demure smile.
Mellor is jolted from its niche by the host's reaction. What's this. It prods him a bit. "Pull yourself together. She's just a female." (and possibly a renegade)
You paged Mellor with 'And this one is cute, too!'.
Jude tries to get everyone to come in and be friends.
Randy attempts to draw himself up, smiling uncertainly at the females. He seems inclined to go into the room with them.
<<OOC>> Mellor needs the equivalent of whips and spurs to keep these mortal dudes in order.
Jude says "Come on in, sit down, make yourself all comfy, and tell us all about the neat stuff you work on. We'll all find it really neat."
<<OOC>> Sabriel is now Zath, the Campus Security guy.
The Campus Security fellow follows Randy in, and Ms. deSota follows him.
Mellor pushes Randy hard to walk into the room with at least some semblence of authority. But it's hard work. Very very...
<<OOC>> Jude says "Jude discovers humans!"
Jude resonates on Ms. deSota.
<<GAME>> Jude rolls the d666 and gets 6 2 CHECK: 5.
Daria grins at Randy, her tight jeans and buttoned shirt hugging her hourglass figure in just the right way... She goes inside the room too.
<<OOC>> Daria is just making the most of her charisma, don't mind her. :^)
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Okay, Ms. deSota..."
Mellor mentally sighs as Randy starts to say something, and then stops and stares at Daria, then blushes. "Come on. Act normal, damnit."
Elysia skips back a few steps into the room, and then realizes . o O ( My assignment! )
Elysia picks a random non-angel and looks for that person's Destiny.
<<OOC>> Jude says "Damn those Mercurians."
Randy finally mumbles something to Daria which might be his name and walks into the library. The shedite is quite curious to hear about the drawings also.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Ms. deSota, the waiflike young woman, thinks that she's hunted, but vaguely trusts the security guy. The Campus Security person is mildly protective of the girl. Most people call the girl Aimee, her geographic origin is Austin, Texas, her major items of interest are fencing, karate and shooting things with guns. She has no major relationships, and thinks that's good."
<<OOC>> arcangel adds, "And Aimee's worst thing was to walk away from her... father? Disappointed him. Is disowned. She did it about a year ago."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Now, for Destiny, that costs 1 Essence and... Which one, Elysia? Security guard or Aimee?"
Jude smiles a big, comforting warm smile at Aimee.
<<OOC>> Jude says "If she trusts me, she'll confess all here heresies."
Aimee twitches a smile back, warily.
Jude says to her, "Hi!"
Jude - fratboy.
<<OOC>> Elysia says "Aimee, I think. The Security Guard has a uniform, so he's probably already reached his."
You paged Zath with 'You were in that inbetween state, when you got a varient Celestial Tongues from your boss, the ArchDean. She told you there was a demon coming through the gate, and could you please escort him to the Reading Room (the library Tether locus).'.
Daria picks her bag up off the floor, and slings it over one shoulder. She waves to Aimee. "Hello!"
Aimee smiles at Daria and takes a chair. Her back is to the wall.
<<OOC>> arcangel works on Destiny.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Aimee's greatest Destiny is to become Word-bound. Her fate is to become selfish, contempteous of humans and willing to hurt them, and to Fall."
Elysia blinks, and shakes her head once to clear it. Whoa. Extra angels.
Jude says "So, how are we?"
There is a knock on the door.
Aimee mumbles something that could be, 'js fine.'
Jude just grins and looks happy. Humans. Angels. Possible evil and heresy to be rooted out and exposed!
Jude bounces himself over to the door and opens it.
There is a tall, thin woman standing outside in a black suit with a shoulder-bag, dark red hair pinned up in a knot, eyes yellowish. She wears thin dark gloves.
Tarot says "Good afternoon. I believe that I am assigned to your group."
Elysia concludes -- Aimee is *undercover*.
Randy sits heavily and rummages in his bag for a book. He straightens and attempts a more nerveless smile.
Jude says "Woah."
Jude blinks up at the tall thin woman.
Daria sits down in the chair where Jude had been sitting.
Elysia straightens again. "Hi! Welcome to the library. Can I help you?"
Jude says "Hi."
Jude takes a note. This woman is very, um, tall.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "She isn't that tall. Five foot ten, perhaps. But thin."
Mellor watches the other people whilst they are distracted. he doesn't know what he is looking for, of course, but it seems to be what other people do.
Jude finds some place to sit down. Plop.
Tarot says "I am called Tarot di Ordo. You may address me as Tarot or as Miss di Ordo, whichever you find most convenient."
Tarot says "Might I have your names, please."
Elysia says, "Elysia Fielding, sir!"
Jude says "Jude Wallace, Miss di Ordo."
Elysia adds, mysteriously, "On assignment."
Daria smiles and says "Hi, I'm Daria."
Mellor concentrates and works out how to form a mind-tentacle so that it has a spurred edge to press into the host harder. It uses it now, to get him to do the name-thang again and murmurs, "You did this so well last time."
Aimee says, "Aimee deSota."
Randy says abruptly, "Randy Erikson. PLeased to meet you."
From afar, Zath returns.
Tarot nods, and reaches into her shoulder-bag, fetching out the envelope. She offers packets to Elysia, Jude, and Daria, and (by process of elimination) to Aimee.
Tarot says, towards Randy, "A good day to you, sir. Would the name of Mellor be familiar to you?"
Aimee takes her packet.
Jude woahs, and cools. Instructions and forms to fill out. How neat!
Daria looks, wide-eyed, at the envelope. She's gotten so much neat stuff today!
Elysia takes her packet. Weighs it. Gravitational constant still about the same.
The Campus Security person nods to Tarot with that, "I know you know" gesture.
Randy says slowly, "No.." then changes his mind and just nods.
Mellor carries on a brief mental dialogue which I won't bore you with.
Elysia attempts to cut the time it will take to look through the stuff in the packet.
<<GAME>> Elysia rolls the d666 and gets 3 3 CHECK: 6.
Tarot returns the nod to the Campus Security man, and offers Mellor's packet to Randy as well as Randy's.
Mellor looks at Randy's packey first, because he is nosey.
Tarot says, to Mellor, "You are signed up for my classes, sir. I will expect to see you there, in whatever shape you may be. Am I understood?"
Aimee pokes through her packet and frowns. "Ms. diOrdo, what is 'Orientation 101, and why is it a required class?"
Elysia blinks.
Randy says, "Miss di Ordo? I don't quite...?"
Daria opens up her packet, and marvels at all the neat paper thingies inside.
Jude pokes his nose through the packet. Forms. Forms are so cool.
Everyone looking at their packet (except Randy's) will discover they are signed up for Orientation 101, with Ms. di Ordo teaching.
Tarot says, to Aimee, "New students find the University somewhat confusing at first, as there are a number of local campus rules. The course is felt to be helpful to you."
It is a 4 credit-hours class. There is also a workshop, for another credit hour.
Aimee nods and settles back in her chair. "Okay."
<<OOC>> Zath says "Poor Randy is going to be rather confused. I expect he won't be the first. :)"
Tarot says "Permit me to make one of the campus rules entirely clear to all of you, please."
Mellor lets his host eye his own packet gloomily. He is now sure that he has been set up.
Elysia says, politely, "I shall be honored, sir, although I naturally feel myself somewhat well-oriented as is."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "There are other forms -- student handbook, the course schedule for the semester, and a form for the classes one wants. Also admissions data."
Daria starts to say something about a piece of paper in the packet, but then quiets and waits for Tarot to speak.
Jude looks up. Wow, first forms, now rules. Life is good.
Tarot says "This campus is in a state of truce. This is the Archdean's personal fiat. Whatever personal or political grudges one may have are *not* to be addressed here."
Mellor considers whether Tarot would be a more suitable host.
Elysia flips through the handbook, reading only the words that are actually important.
Long distance to Tarot: arcangel thinks Tarot may have a Force-catcher on her, or something else to prevent her from being possessed. Hm.
Tarot pages: Perhaps just for the first day of new classes, to stop any _new_ Shedim or Kyrio trying it. They know better after the first day.
Long distance to Tarot: arcangel nods. Consider that you have a Force catcher on you, then. A big one. Probably in a pocket.
Jude starts looking through the handbook and memorizing every rule.
Daria imagines what Tarot would look like with paisley hair.
Jude tries to make sure all the rules are Just and Fair.
Mellor lest his host flick through the rulebook and tries to figure ways to get around any of the rules that seem as though they might be restrictive at all.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "The rules seem mostly Just and Fair, though some are a bit strange, and a few appear to be penalizing everyone for the actions of the heretical, such as the campus 3am-4am curfew."
Elysia can use that time to study.
Daria listens for the important rules, and hopes that most of these "rules" are really more like "guidelines" or "suggestions."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Other rules, Mellor, appear to restrict what people can do to each other. Most unnatural."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Obviously they don't apply to me."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Obviously."
Jude nods. Rules are just and fair. He says as much. "These rules are just and fair and will be followed by everyone in this room."
<<OOC>> arcangel asks if Daria wants to resonante Jude's statement...
<<OOC>> Daria would!
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Roll, then!"
<<GAME>> Daria rolls the d666 and gets 5 3 CHECK: 6.
<<OOC>> Daria happydances!
<<OOC>> Tarot sees that everyone has listened carefully to what Tarot said, and paid attention. Not. ;)
<<OOC>> arcangel says "While Jude believes the rules are just and fair, and hopes very strongly that everyone will follow them, the Symphony tells you that it is so unlikely as to be false barring miracles."
Daria pokes Jude. "That's just your OPINION!"
Mellor gloomily makes a mental note that Jude seems an unlikely candidate for renegadehood. Insanity, perhaps.
Long distance to Tarot: arcangel chuckles and pats Tarot. "You've probably done this before with a celestial or two. You'll just have to grab them by the ears and explain it in short syllabled words."
Elysia says, "Excepting cases where a human life is at stake, or something more important."
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel cracks up.
Jude says "No way. It's the Truth. And if you don't follow the rules, I'll report you."
Jude waggles a finger at Daria.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Jude believes it's the Truth (he's wrong), and he would report her if he found out."
Daria says "Don't you tell me what the Truth is and what it isn't! I know!""
Elysia straightens and slouches just enough to justify straightening again, repeatedly.
Jude says "You are just a goof. I know your kind. Always making trouble. I better write this up now. 'Planning on breaking the rules of the establishment while on assignment....' There."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Jude believes Daria is a goof."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "It is opinion. The Symphony holds no Truth for it."
Aimee curls up with her papers, trying to act like she's ignoring everyone else but sneaking little peeks at them.
Daria says "You don't even know the difference between Truth and your opinion, and you call ME a goof?"
Randy admires daria while his demonic half is thinking.
Elysia claps her hands loudly. "People, please. This is a library."
Jude says "I do! Because you're a Windy and I know all about Windies. I heard about it from the Elohim. I know what kind of trouble you cause."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "He thinks he knows her kind, but doesn't know them personally."
Jude says "I'm keeping my eye on you."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Figure of speech -- he will tend to watch her, not literally put an eyeball on her."
Daria says "I'm keeping my eye on you too. Don't lie in front of me."
Mellor (!) 'Elohim???'
Jude says "I'm not lyin'. See? I'm already having to write you up."
Jude says "And STUFF."
Tarot says "*Excuse* me."
Tarot says "Ladies. Gentlemen."
<<OOC>> Zath says "Other things."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "That's me!"
Daria says "You lied, though! I'm not planning on breaking the...""
Daria quiets down, and pouts about it.
Jude looks all embarrassed, and then kicks Daria to get her to be quiet.
Tarot says "As Elysia has said, this is a library."
Tarot says "This is also a university."
You paged Mellor with 'Just for grins, make a Perception -4 roll. Heh heh heh.'.
Elysia nods vigorously.
Mellor pages: My perception only is 4..
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 2 4 CHECK: 4.
<<OOC>> arcangel notes Mellor didn't get a good enough roll. Pity.
Tarot says "I will be expecting a reasonable standard of human behaviour."
Daria blinks. Human behaviour? What's that?
Randy asks, "As opposed to?"
Tarot says "As opposed to inhuman discourtesy and public nuisance, sir."
Jude makes a point of writing everyone in the room down. They could, at any time, be a publis nuisance. ESPECIALLY Daria.
Mellor digs its spurred little mind tentacles back into Randy, preventing him from apologising in the way he normally would. That's wimpy!
Tarot slips the envelope back into her shoulder-bag. "I need to take you to Admissions, where you will be given yet more forms to fill in. I will then show you the dormitories where you will be residing, and the Cafeteria, where it is possible to obtain food."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "But unlikely."
Jude thinks, yay, forms!
Daria thinks, yay, a new room!
Tarot says, looking at nobody in particular, "I should note that those Shedim on campus are forbidden to corrupt their hosts, as that is a hostile act. The Archdean feels strongly upon the subject."
Mellor begins to wonder who denounced it to its prince behind its back. (Doomed...)
Daria wrinkles her nose and looks at Jude. She whispers "Shedim?"
Elysia blinks. "There are Shedim on campus, sir?"
Tarot says "Yes. But they are forbidden to corrupt their hosts, as I have said."
Aimee makes a quietly disgusted face and scans the others in the room with deep wariness.
Jude leans over to Daria and says, "Yucky."
Daria nods at Jude. "That's the Truth."
Tarot says "For those of you with motorcycles or the like, they will be in the student parking lot, or chained up on the bicycle rack in front of your dormitory, Monty Hall."
Randy looks blank. And the demon didn't have to do anything. It seems to come naturally to him.
Zath stays a silent presence in the background.
<<OOC>> Daria says "God. Monty Hall."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Could be Torquemada dorm."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Or de Sade."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Torquemada sounds good!"
<<OOC>> Daria just hopes we don't have to wear goofy costumes all the time. :^)
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Nah, you'll just be on the 15th floor or so."
<<OOC>> Jude says "Oh, come on, Windy. You'd love goofy costumes."
Elysia looks puzzled for a moment, and then beams.
Elysia says "Which means that many fewer people get corrupted by a constant Shedite presence on Earth at any given time!"
Elysia says "Brilliant, sir."
Tarot says "It is the Archdean you should thank, lady, not I."
Tarot holds the door open. "We had better be getting down to Admissions. Have you all your belongings?"
Aimee starts gathering her stuff together, sorting out her Admissions papers.
Elysia says, "Noted, sir."
Jude gathers all his stuff like a good little Judgmenter.
Elysia hefts her bag and briefcase.
Daria puts her bag over her shoulder, and bounces on the balls of her feet.
Aimee stands, and heads out the door briskly.
Tarot glances at the amount of Jude's stuff. "Do you require assistance?"
Randy stands and gathers up his bag. He glances at the others, looking for signs that they might want to engage in conversation.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Jude can probably manage if he walks relatively slowly..."
Mellor sulks at the back of Randy's head. Its cover is well and truly blown. It may never have a chance to torment a gremlin again!
Elysia . o O ( /brief-case/ [picture] n. for carrying files or papers or books. Hm. Perhaps my assignment is in there. Although I have a pretty good idea already. )
Jude erms.... "I can carry it. I'm beefy."
<<OOC>> arcangel tells Daria that he's fibbing outragously.
Jude is not, in fact, beefy.
Elysia puts her backpack on, this being more efficient.
Daria says "Beefy?"
Tarot says "Hm."
Elysia says "Hush, Jude, don't be so hard on yourself."
Tarot turns, therefore, and leads the way down the stairs towards the Hell that is called Admissions.
Jude says "All strong and stuff. My Archangel made me so I could protect humans from demonic injustice."
<<OOC>> arcangel . o O (That means Shedim? O;> )
Jude drags his stuff along. Huff huff heave huff huff pant.
Daria says "Oh, you mean beefy in sort of a mental way, right? I get it."
Elysia zips after Tarot.
Jude says "Well, uh, yeah that too."
Daria bounces along beside Jude, and after Tarot.
Jude says "But you never know when I gotta protect someone right there on the steps of City Hall. I can give 'em the old one-two."
Mellor decides against conversation. he'll be the strong silent watchful type of Game agent, that he has seen in the movies.
Zath trails along, making sure nobody gets left behind nor takes a wrong turn.
Daria says "Does counting at people help promote justice?"
Daria grins at Jude.
Elysia says, "It teaches them how to see the world in terms of the cardinal enumerative qualities of its components."
Jude says "Sometimes!"
Daria says "Neat. You're too slow, though. Let me carry one of your bags so you are less slow."
Elysia politely says nothing.
<<OOC>> Daria is totally innocent!
Admissions is in the main building. It is a short walk through the Library (assuming Tarot takes the lifts) to the main building. The clock-faces are, as usual, showing times that are off by about 10 minutes.
Mellor approves of setting all the clocks deliberately wrong. It's a psychological tactic.
Tarot does take the lifts, indeed, assuming that they aren't testing the new rocket-assisted accelerators today.
The main building is full of people milling about going from one office to another, carrying various bits of paper. Tarot can guide her little group to the Special Needs office with only minor jostling...
From afar, Zath grins. Now -that- would set off Zath's resonance.,
Long distance to Zath: arcangel nods!
Daria approves of the clocks being set wrong, because if they're behind, then you have to go even faster to be on time, and if they're ahead, then you have extra time to run around and stuff.
Elysia doesn't care about clocks. She always gets there on time.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Do we see many 'ordinary' mortals around?"
You paged Zath with 'A perception roll to tell if someone's possessed, is it? If so, you might want to make it here.'.
Tarot keeps an eye on Aimee, reins in Daria and Elysia, and corrals Jude and Mellor towards the "Special Needs" office.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "The place seems filled with mortals. Everyone looks relatively ordinary. Even these people. Except for the babes, Daria and Elysia."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "They look babely."
From afar, Zath either knows or has already guessed that Randy has a Shedim habitating inside, based on the conversation, I think. Still roll?
Jude worries about the clocks being set wrong, wondering if it is a psychological tactics.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Aimee looks like a Person In Black."
Jude gets corralled.
<<OOC>> Mellor is tempted to jumop hosts, just to see if they really can tell. BUt will be good just now.
You paged Zath with 'To be sure, if you want. Whichever.'.
From afar, Zath er, what's the command to roll, I've forgotten.
Daria shakes her long black hair, and feels the little bits of wind blowing through the strands.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Remember, Mellor, if you jump hosts, you have to either ooze, or go celestial..."
You paged Zath with 'roll d666'.
<<GAME>> Zath rolls the d666 and gets 3 1 CHECK: 1.
Randy stomps gamely into the special needs rooms with the others, pondering with the segment of his mind which is still his own about all this strangeness. Are all engineers apart from him this strange?
<<OOC>> arcangel can leave everyone at Admissions, actually, if that suits.
Admissions has some desks, pencils, pens, and a helpful person behind the desk who looks rather... well... beefy. Male.
<<Scene Stop>>