[October 15, 2020. 8:30 pm. Maggie called a few hours ago, Kahlya texts back now.] [Start!] [Maggie heads over to the tire lot specified by Kahlya. Yuri shows up along the way thanks to powers, as Maggie probably expected, and gets a briefing on what's up.] [The tire lot is unlocked and rather dark. There's large piles of tires that happily are not on fire. Kahlya is not initially visible.] [Start] * Marguerite maneuvers through tires, hand on her shoulder holster. "Alright, we're here." * Yuri looks unpleased. "Good for here." (And you two give me awareness rolls, sense of choice) * Yuri is wearing a green shirt and black cords. She does seem to like casual. 2d8 * Kahlya 's voice calls out from the distance, behind a stack of tires. "You didn't come alone. That's a cheap shot, bringing the monk." As if it was my idea to be here. Not exactly our fuckin' choice, yeah. You know how their little walk work. (walks) * There's some movement and she stands up but is still mostly in the shadows. "I would accept the other monk. He knows a bit more of the situation. She has no reason to be here." She doesn't *sound* particularly angry, but bits of it sound as if she is. * Yuri puts a hand to her left temple. "That's okay. I talk to Saldin. He didn't meet death and just forget to mention it." * Yuri sounds plainly annoyed. Not the same, monk. Don't be trite. Oh, whatever. It's not like you're the only one on the other side of those damn tires. ... alright, so maybe that should have been expected. Fucking christ, can nothing be straight-fucking-forward anymore? * Kahlya whispers something downward next to her and then steps out a bit into the light, adjusting her hair. She still looks mostly like Kahlya, except...she grew up. She's about in her late 20s-early 30s and has her hair tied back in a ponytail, and she's taller and a bit more filled out. She's also wearing a hooded cloak along with the rest of her garment. As she sighs, she says, "Okay, let's get this over with." * Kahlya is still holding the tell-tale scythe, by the way. * Marguerite blinks. Her hand hasn't left the holster. Yes yes, I know. I was as shocked as you. So what do you want, Marguerite? Or should I call you Mad Dog? Whichever takes yer fancy. I only had one question before, but i think I can work up a few more now. * Yuri tilts her head. "Yeah, really. You did more than beat death. What happen, your deal fade away or something?" * Kahlya leans on her scythe. "I'd say "shoot" but I'm afraid you might take that literally. So instead I'll say "ask away." * Kahlya glances at Yuri but doesn't say anything. Her look does tell a lot though. (No it doesn't!) * Marguerite has quit IRC (Read error: Connection reset by peer ) * Marguerite has joined #sab2020 How long were you actually dead? (If it says something, you should actually tell me what it is. >_>) (It says "I'm not answering and I don't want you here' :P) (Sorry. ^_^;) (Ah. Well, that's okay. Yuri doesns't want to be here. She has a headache.) Good question. I don't rightly know. Time doesn't exactly have the same meaning when you wake up in someone else's body. * Kahlya 's tone still doesn't seem pleased with the whole situation. Though probably more the situation she's discussing now than the actual meeting. I may be off base here, not having died, but I think that's something I'd remember. * Marguerite shrugs. "Whatever." [There's a slight sound of giggling in response to Maggie's comment from behind the tires.] Glad the fuckin' peanut gallery's amused. * Kahlya rolls her eyes and turns around slightly, walking back. "Oh will you get over yourself? She's just a kid. Mandy? I think you can come out now." * Yuri puts a hand to the side of her head. "She's still around?" * Kahlya turns to look over her shoulder at Yuri. "Of course. She's my benefactor." * Mandy, a child who doesn't look all that much older then ten wanders out from behind the tires. She's got blue jeans and a black shirt. She looks like she got dressed up a bit for the occassion. "Hi." * Yuri glances to the girl. "Could you pick a more strangely loaded word to describe a kid?" * Mandy sniffs at that. "Like you're so old." * Kahlya sighs. "Alright, alright. She saved my soul when I didn't even know I had one. Better?" She puts her hands on Mandy's shoulders as she comes out. "Come now. I was your elder when we first met, and you know it." She knuckles the top of her head lightly and then looks back up, awaiting questions. * Marguerite rubs her head. "Jesus. Look, I just need to know if you were dead and Death was you back on the twelfth." * Yuri look to the girl. "It's easy to feel a lot older when you walk around the world naked all the time." She shakes her head sligihtlly. * Kahlya looks at Maggie. "Why?" Because I like my goddamn job. That doesn't explain a thing. But no, Death wasn't me. But it was very much like me. It's complicated. And frankly, it was disgusting. * Mandy grins. "Nice scythe though." * Marguerite shoots a glance to Yuri. * Yuri rubs her right temple. "Kahlya fought death as a mirror fight. Apparently she doesn't llke chess. That's supposedly how Death works." * Kahlya makes a face at Mandy. "Just because you stole it doesn't mean you should be happy with it." I'm no good at chess. I can never remember how the horsey pieces move. Something about getting screwed up due to multi-planar influences and having to win to not get a one way ticket to the afterlife. * Mandy glances up to Kahlya. "Like you aren't attached to yours." * Marguerite grimaces. "None of that helps me worth a damn." * Yuri rubs her temples some more. "Too bad. Theory's not what I spend my time on." * Marguerite looks back to Kahlya. "So why the makeover?" * Kahlya snorts and puts her hands on her hips. "*Mine* was a gift. It's the last thing I remember from--" She blinks up at Maggie. "Huh?" * Kahlya looks down at herself and snickers. "Looks good, doesn't it? I finally filled out. I never thought I'd see the day." No clue on the why? * Mandy mimics Kahlya's gesture. "Well I got it when I saved your life. It's like a gift." But--*She regains her composure and looks back at Maggie* That's what I'm trying to figure out. Apparently, this is how I'm supposed to look. Well, other than the pale skin and all. I don't even have fangs anymore. * Yuri shrugs slightly. "Guess that's what happens when you make deals." * Marguerite nods absentmindedly. * Kahlya glances at Yuri oddly. "I made no deals." Right. Fuck. * Yuri waves her hands in the air with a tone of sarcasm as she says, "Whatever you want to call them. Your powers weren't naturally planar, that's why you got caught between the planes when you died." Yes. Except I don't think I belong here. Do I? When I got here, I was confused as to why this place was familiar. Now it seems I have even more mysteries. Yet, I don't remember this place. * Yuri rubs her neck and looks back for something to sit on. "Depends what you mean by belong..." she trails off at Kahlya's expaination, then, "You probably started your life here." That's what they keep telling me. I don't recall it. I'm not sure I believe it. [There's a few small tire piles nearby. Reasonable for sitting.] * Mandy yawns. It's late for her. * Kahlya looks at Mandy a little. "Tired?" * Yuri hops on a pile of tires and sits, before shrugging. "Then Saldin and I need a recalibration. If you weren't from here, death wouldn't have been an issue." I'm alright. Woulda been claimed or something, poof. Look, I just found out a few days ago that death corporealized when it got annoyed, okay? That's not in the basic monk course. Corporealized? You think it's in mine? I'm amazed I'm alive. In a manner of speaking. * Yuri looks to the girl. "Stole it from Saldin. Solid-like." * Kahlya snickers. "He was really annoyed when he shattered." But...I guess all I'm looking for is peace. I don't know about these "deals" you are talking about, but then again, I'm not sure if I know much of anything anymore. * Mandy nods. "Ah, like this." She holds out a hands and a black scythe appears. She quickly stabalizes it with another hand. * Kahlya hisses at Mandy. "I STILL need to teach you how to use that! Don't keep flicking it out in public!" * Marguerite nods again. "Gre... goddamn it. Can we go before I have a fucking breakdown? * Mandy looks sheepish and the scythe vanishes. Sorry... * Yuri takes a deep breath. "Yeah, well..." she looks to Mandy and just goes, "... pretty much, sure." Then she closes her solid golden eyes. "Look, what the hell did you come here for, Mad Dog?" * Kahlya smiles at Maggie. "You were the one wanting to ask." I came here looking for a simple answer but they're apparently in goddamn short supply. Look, thanks Kahlya. But I gotta go make a call. Session Time: Wed Dec 07 00:00:00 2005 * Yuri waves half-heartedly. "Enjoy your phone." * Kahlya holds her hands (and incidently scythe) behind her back. "Sorry, I couldn't be of more help!" * Marguerite heads out. * Yuri is still sitting on the tires with her eyes closed. * Kahlya glances at Yuri for a moment. "You're staying?" * Yuri says, "Got a headache. Not like it's any worse trying to think it away here than there." * Yuri reopens her eyes and smiles faintly. "What, afraid I'm gonna overrule Saldin?" * Kahlya nods. "Then I'm leaving." She starts to walk towards the other end of the gate. "Come, Mandy." (Ha.) * Marguerite has quit IRC (Quit: ) * Mandy tags along. (Aww. No response?) * Kahlya stops and her tone instantly goes cold. "Look, monk. I'm grateful to your counterpart. He helped me get a second chance I desperately needed. That does *not* mean I am indebted to you." Indebted? I'm just sitting here. So do not test my patience. I am trying to hold it at bay, but there's a lot that I'm finding out that is not pleasant. I do not wish to take it out on you. * Kahlya keeps on walking now. * Yuri rubs her head, saying to herself, "Yeah, well, he said it wouldn't be easy..." * Kahlya ignores that part and leaves. * Mandy yawns again as they go. She comments in a voice that isn't quite as quiet as she intends to Kahyla "Does she really walk around naked a lot?" * Kahlya looks down at Mandy. "Yes. Actually she does. She doesn't like to talk about it, though." * Mandy nods. "I don't think I would either." (Any final comments from Yuri?) (Nope! Just sitting on the tires for a bit of a rest. A headache that can make her annoyed is the kind of thing that puts people in bed.) (Maggie is probably the same way. ..except not quite the same method.) (Ha ha.) [End!]