26th Crystal: [Action]

Jan 02, 2010 19:44

[Out in the yard behind community housing building 2, Golbez is in the middle of a project ( Read more... )

mirror mirror in the snow, wtf is this, who's the awesomest guy you know?

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eidolon_soul January 3 2010, 05:45:53 UTC
...Golbez?

[Rydia pauses nearby, watching him with a puzzled expression. Sure, she'll ask the obvious question.]

What are you doing?

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 05:58:20 UTC
[He's silent for a moment before turning his head to her. When he does, the colors and shapes on the mirrors fade and they go back to simply reflecting what's in front of them. That's a lot of Golbez reflections...]

I'm attempting to scry outside of the barrier. It occurred to me that just because we can't escape, doesn't necessarily mean we can't at least see what's out there. Unfortunately I am having trouble getting the spell to work right.

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eidolon_soul January 3 2010, 06:20:29 UTC
[She steps closer, intrigued--and very, very eager for distractions.]

I can't say I'm too surprised if they can block scrying, too, but it's worth the attempt.

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 06:26:34 UTC
The results I've achieved so far are disappointing, but somewhat enlightening. The barrier appears to have a magic effect that interferes with scrying much like a filter placed on a journal entry. That is what appears on the mirrors when I attempt my spell.

It's... incredibly intricate.

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lost_koneko January 3 2010, 06:19:17 UTC
[Ah, it's Grandpa Golbez! What is Grandpa doing? She goes look into one of the mirror and tries to touch the swirly colours and shapes inside them.]

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 06:24:11 UTC
[The mirror is oddly warm to the touch, considering the cold outside. As she touches it, a little tingle will run through her, like a mild static shock. Golbez twitches, but is not yet brought out of his trance.]

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lost_koneko January 3 2010, 12:01:54 UTC
[She lets out a little cry of shock and steps away from it]

Golbez-jii-chama?

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 19:00:26 UTC
[That breaks him out of it. He lowers his head to look at her, and the images on the mirrors fade away.]

Kirimi. Hello.

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miamijustice January 3 2010, 07:04:37 UTC
[You know who will bear witness to this? One H. Caine. Why? Well, because he lives in this building, and he is making his way somewhere. Plus this... kinda stands out]

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 07:37:46 UTC
[He doesn't seem to notice the cop, still staring into the... chaos swarming on the mirrors.]

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miamijustice January 3 2010, 15:16:18 UTC
[And that's... interesting. The mirror does not seem to be reflecting what was there. Well, let's get closer...]

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 19:05:05 UTC
[What the mirror is reflecting, though, is pretty hard to determine. It seems to be some kind of bizarre combination of a code and a TV channel which refuses to come in properly.

Once H gets close enough that his footsteps on the snow are clearly audible to Golbez, the man's concentration breaks, and he unfolds his arms and legs, moving from his floating position into a standing one. The images on the mirrors fade away as Golbez turns to Caine.]

Greetings.

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dragoon_pride January 3 2010, 07:39:30 UTC
[Here comes a dragoon who will take a defensive stance and watch with a wary expression.]

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 07:47:59 UTC
[They're mirrors, Kain. What the heck do you think they're going to do to you?

Not that Golbez even seems to notice him approaching.]

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dragoon_pride January 3 2010, 12:17:17 UTC
[Kain doesn't trust anything on principle. He approaches cautiously and then pauses, folding his arms and watching.]

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cladinthedark January 3 2010, 19:02:04 UTC
[After a few more moments of the images on the mirrors churning, Golbez breaks out of his trance with a grunt and unfolds his legs to lower them to the ground. He sees Kain immediately after.]

I'm surprised you'd come around here.

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