Chapter 24: Pity the Flu

[Dinari Dollar]

Just as Calithin says this, a fan coughs on Calithin. Dinari just laughs a little, then pushes through the crowd so that they can make their way to Dinari's residence. Had Dinari been thinking, he would have teleported closer to his home, but, at least it is only several blocks to walk. Dinari doesn't mind, since he likes to see people and it boosts his ego to have people mob him.

He does however wish that Peter or another staff person was there to dispel the crowd.

"Do you want to go to my place or right to the factory that's been having problems?" Dinari asks.

[Tahlia Malkes]

Tahlia laughs nervously.

"I live in the apartments that armin lives in. We are what you might call friends. Sometimes though he is utterly exhausting to be around. Some people can't take that I am a big star on tv and all. He can be jealous at times. He doesnt appreciate me at all"

She smiles sweetly and moves away.

[Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer]

"Oh, you are on television?" Bonifaz asks curiously. He figures that it could be useful to the anarchists or even the nihilists to have access to the media. He folds his arms behind his back and leans back on his heels a little as he considers the possibilities.

"He's a small person...who doesn't appreciate much...I imagine. His world is small, his mind is small...his world view is very limiting." Bonifaz says of sleeping Armin.

[haakon]

((Wow, where did this spike of activity come from?))

The ice elemental continued to lay waste to it's surroundings, freezing entire groups of people and even the fronts of surrounding buildings as manalist soldiers fought back, not really causing much damage to the nearly completely ice based creature. Suddenly, it looks up at the sound of flapping wings to see a dragon flying toward it. It lets out a shrill and defiant howl in response, releasing a breath of below sub-zero temperature at the dragon...

Haakon however used the chaos this caused and hooked his arm around The Speaker's neck, his sword's blade at her throat as he whispered in her ear, "If you value your life then do not resist me..." he whispered as he guided her away from the resulting chaos. Finding a nice place, Haakon then muttered something under his breath and teleported them out of Rome entirely.

((If there is a problem, feel free to PM me and I'll change it))

[Akira 69]

Jul 11, 2009 23:15:02 GMT -5 Amelia 20 said:

Amelia was examining the artistic qualities of the teleportation booth she was standing nearby when approached by Akira. She quickly turned around and "felt" relieved when it was Akira and not Chaos. She recognized Akira as a fellow Creditor, but not one that she had ever met. For a moment, she thought he might be still working for Global Bank, but, he appeared to not be functioning quite right. He also seemed to be an older model. In fact, she had never seen a Creditor like him before.

"Aren't you supposed to be out of commission?" She asks the fellow machine, perhaps a little rudely, but, it is the first question that comes to mind when seeing him.

She eyes him cautiously, since she is uncertain if she should regard him as a friend or foe.

Akira jolted slightly, his eyes flickering on and off for a moment before he promptly replied, "No, I am a vastly superior model and it is ILLOGICAL to dispose of m-m-m-m-m-m-m-me!" Akira replied, his voice reaching a high pitch once. He had not forgotten the ice elemental that was rampaging nearby, completely focused on Amelia right now. "You... Am-am-Amelia?" Akira inquired with a stutter. Global Bank did have records of all active Creditors... or atleast last he knew.

[Archer Aylmer]

I listen to the conversation between Bonifaz and the girl. I have decided that I will never fall asleep with other people in the room, since they just say bad things about you while you rest... Apparently.

"Hmm..."

I go over to where Armin is and take a pen out of my pocket, then proceed to draw on him. I try to not press down too hard with the pen, so as to not wake him up, but even if he did wake up... I don't really care. What's he going to do? So I continue to silently go about the business of doodling deranged little cartoonish monsters on his arms and face in black ink.

[Calithin Crest]

I knew I should have integrated a pocket square into my outfit today! Then I would have had something to wipe myself off with after that cough... Ugh. Oh well. I'll just eat some oranges later. We are in Florida and oranges ward off illness, I'm pretty sure.

"I think we should go to the factory... What are we going to find out at your house? That you have bad decorative taste? I already know that."

I laugh to myself and, since I really have no idea where to go, let Dinari lead the way. This is his territory after all.

[The Red Jester]

"Okay..." Jester reply before he, Pine Eyes, and Lucio went on the float.

As soon as the parade began, Jester look at his puppet. Pine Eyes simply nod before jumping on Lucio. He then pushes Lucio on the chair.

"Even though you won the fight, we should entertain the people....they don't see our torture often...." Pine Eyes says to him.

[Freak Boy]

(Hey, I missed a lot while my second job was busy devouring my soul... but I told them where to stick it and suddenly found myself with some free time again! So I return to the story, and my character [much like myself] has no idea what just happened or where he is in the storyline!)

Freak Boy sat up in bed with a groan. He didn't remember where he was, or what he did last, but the pounding headache and cold-sweat brought two things to mind: winning some kind of shotglass game last night, and then snorting cocaine off some woman's stomach last night. He looked to his side and noticed a sleeping naked woman with long frazzled red hair. She was a skinny anglo who looked like she did her fair share of narcotics, in particular red leaf. Other than that, nothing stood out about her much.
He got to his feet and looked around. The blinds were drawn closed, which given the pounding headache he felt was probably a good thing, but via what light did manage to seep into the room he gathered it was a cheap roadside motel or inn of some kind.
He dressed himself, gathered his things, then made his way out and onto the streets before last night's adventure could wake up.

[Dinari Dollar]

(I am going to try to pick up where things left off, but sort of wing some details..)
Dinari and Calithin head to the factory in Allwhere Florida that had been having some problems earlier this week. When Dinari arrives, he finds that over half of the workers are ill. Many of them have not been showing up to work, despite the threat of being fired. He has a short meeting with the managers, some of which are also ill. He wonders what sort of bug could be impacting everyone, but since the managers are also sick...he doesn't know what to do. It dashes any thought that they would be faking, since he trusts the managers over the workers.

He turns to Calithin, wondering if the situation is more serious than he had thought. He scratches his head and looks again at the pale, emaciated managers.

"I think there's something really wrong here. Allmart has a pharmaceutical department. Maybe I should call in someone from there....they might be able to help the situation. For now, I don't want ....this sickness to spread into Allwhere. There's a lot of old people there. It's a great place to retire. Maybe I should quarantine this factory." Dinari suggests to Calithin, who is smarter and more reasonable about these things.

[Li Violette]

I am teleported by this unkown elf out of Rome, which is rather curious. I don't think he knows who he is dealing with or how powerful I am. But, I play along with this, doing as he orders and not squirming, since the blade is against my neck after all. I am unsure of where he teleports me to. It is some place unfamiliar to me.

"So, you have a hostage now. And what do you intend to do with me?" I ask the elf calmly, in a low voice. I am not afraid. There have been far worse situations in my life and I find this all a little amusing, and even exciting.

Whoever he is, he's certainly bold. I wonder what group he is affiliated with. And an elf. Most of them are extinct or working for the Manalists. How unusual.

[Amelia 20]

"I don't know who I am. I don't know what I am." Amelia replies to the other Creditor with a shrug. Her brain has been scrambled by years of service as a Creditor and her recent encounter with Chaos. Everything that once directed her is lost. She is functioning on some auto pilot that she doesn't even understand. But, it is better than the direct control of Chaos...or, maybe it is his control.

"I have a mission." She says to Akira vaguely. She watches the Ice Elemental continue its rampage as she punches in the coordinates for Allwhere. She will rejoin the nihilists.

She steps into the booth and teleports away from Akira and in a flash finds herself in Allwhere.

[Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer]

"Thats a good drawing. Maybe you could sell art to earn some extra money." Bonifaz suggests. Making money is a challenge, unless, a person has connections to a company or simply goes along with the system and gets a job. But, usually the people that Bonifaz socializes with are adverse to wage labor.

He considers sleeping Armin and the flu that they have unleashed. He wonders if the anarchists will manage to organize anything or if this is a waste of time. Everything is a waste of time, he supposes.

At least he and the other nihilists took the vaccine for the Cat Flu and should be protected from Armin, who foolishly doesn't even know what is wrong with him. Bonifaz also thinks of the androids and the trouble they caused back at his place in Germany. It excites him, but, also worries him since it is something out of his control.

"I'm uneasy about the androids." He remarks.

[Master Scrag]

The Master orders some of the High Priests, numerous soldiers, and several other operatives to deal with the rampaging Ice Elemental. Since collectively, that is quite a few highly trained users of Manala energy, after several minutes of fighting, the situation becomes more under control. The Master is pleased with the efficiency in dealing with the creature, but displeased that the chaotic situation occurred in the first place and that Holy Week ended with such calamity. People will pay for this...unpleasant situation.

Scrag waits for more information about the fight, but as he waits, a High Priestess reports back that The Speaker has gone missing.

"Maybe she had something to do with this." The Master mutters. He stares out the window for a long while, but the view is obscured by the red stained glass of a red leaf. He can barely make out the shape of buildings and the form of the ice elemental. He pauses for a long while.

"The Speaker is not my concern. Relay the message to The Moderator."

[Attis Svoboda]

Attis arrives at Horacio's house and marches right in, as though he was invited and belongs there. He takes a seat next to Archer and puts his feet up on the coffee table. His boots are muddy and he smells like he hasn't showered in over a week. It has actually been longer than that, but he doesn't care. There are twigs and leaves tangled into his brown curly hair.

"This is the meeting for anarchists?" Attis asks absent mindedly. "I suppose it would be. Well, I'm here from the Enlightened Brotherhood..."