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So he really hadn't listened. She hid her sigh behind her usual polite face. So full of himself and his captain's title that was worth nothing in this city. A little disappointing, he had left a rather good first impression, competent and courageous, to see that he obviously wasn't paying real attention to anybody else, that he didn't deem it neccessary to listen when he himself had requested a run down of events - it wasn't entirely surprising, mostly disappointing. She considered that thought for another moment and then decided she should give him the right of doubt. A lot had been going on. Maybe he really hadn't heard.

Taking another sip of her wine she considered to leave, let this newcomer be swallowed and eaten by the city, just as it bit down on countless others just like him every day but then she discarded the thought. It was of no use either. She didn't doubt her ability to face down the man by herself, but it never hurt to have someone around as a backup. And if that person ended up to be a Skybreaker, well that only reduced the amount of time she needed to spend to keep him alive.

Resting her eyes on Gethen she greeted him with a friendly and polite nod. "My name is Althea Tenira." she introduced herself, but didn't extend her had towards him. The table with its several glasses made that close to impossible. "Any help is appreciated." she added to make him feel a little more welcome. Small talk was none of her strengths, she prefered to listen, to collect information and form her opinion based on that. But still, there was a difference between long small talk and a friendly greeting.

"The short version is, that the Dusbringer helped a prisoner escape, who was being transported in the van. Eiran and I noticed the van and went there to investigate. We arrived in time to prevent him from killing all present guards, Aln and some others took care of the injured ones while I followed the Dustbringer. First through the streets, later into the building."

Lifting her glass of wine to her lips again, she covered a pause while considering her next words. "I have two ideas how to find him. Both aren't entirely foolproof, but at least they are hints."

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If we all want to rp them searching for Tyrian/ a next confrontation I suggest we should create a planning pm to discuss ooc what we each have in mind. No need to plan details (at least I don't need that), but we should ensure that we're all roughly going in the same direction, so that they meet again.

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I am kind of new to this, @Sorana. Is there anything I need to do to join the pm?

 

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Someone needs to make it first. I think it’s a good idea.

 

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On 25/06/2020 at 1:27 PM, Sorana said:

They were smaller than the man, with some luck they could vanish in the crowd without him being able to follow them. "Let's hide, go to a different place?"

Reval nodded, his heart racing and his mind fully transfixed on the situation. Stupid, he’d been stupid. Taunted someone he could see was dangerous, who he knew was mentally unstable, let his anger hold of him and had crossed the line. And now, he knew he was too far away to attempt any sort of offensive. The cultist specialised in those guns of his, and charging forward would be a death sentence.

Without looking behind he darted to the side, pulling Vivi behind him before a gunshot sent his ears ringing and they were immersed in the crowd. If the man wanted to fire at them, he’d need to risk hitting someone in the crowd, which... didn’t seem uncharacteristic of him, Reval decided.

How typical, starting something and then backing away. You think that’s how a warrior fights?

He turned to Vivi and hoped he hadn’t yanked her too hard. “Stay low, and stay in the crowd,” he instructed, then hesitated for a moment, biting his lip in frustration.

“And... burn copper, okay?” He hated asking the question, but if the man could track them, they’d need to stay hidden. Taking deep breaths, Reval took the moment of time to let his heart still. Problem: Chased away by enemy. Solution for next time: pre-emptively strike before they do.

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Max settled in a stool, listening to the others while he waited for his food. He thought about saying something, but they all were discussing strategy and filling in newcomers, and so he remained silent. If anything got too heated he’d try to solve the situation, but for the most part he was content to let Althea handle it, even if that Captain was a little annoying.

The Captain. Max smiled when the discussion shifted to see if the Dustbringer needed help, instead of killing him outright. Max hadn’t seen the man with his own eyes, but he had Rioted him, and that had worked well enough. Maybe the man was unstable. The unstable were more susceptible to his zinc.

See if the Dustbringer needs help. Like we did with Solace, ages ago.

He smiled at the memory, and nodded. A good plan, indeed.

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1 hour ago, I think I am here. said:

“And... burn copper, okay?” He hated asking the question, but if the man could track them, they’d need to stay hidden. Taking deep breaths, Reval took the moment of time to let his heart still. Problem: Chased away by enemy. Solution for next time: pre-emptively strike before they do.

"Will do." she quickly agreed cheerfully, hiding the fact that she had been burning her copper ever since the conflict started. Better to let him think, it had been his idea. She grinned at him and pointed at a wide Alleyway leading away from the place with the bonfire. It was full of stalls on both sides, vendors crying out for people to buy their wares. The street itself was full of people, heading towards the bonfire or looking at the items lying out for presentation. She could see jewellery, pictures, cheaper tourist souvenir stuff for those that only came to the city during these days.

"What about that one?" she asked and gently pulled at his hand. "It lookes crowded enough that we can hide." Her fingers tightened around his when she tried to be brave and hide her fear, behind a strong mask. Unlike Reval she wasn't really good at all of this, hated challenges and their like. She prefered everyone to be happy. The man was scary. Something touched her leg and she stared down, saw her flashlight on the ground. Bending down she picked it up, stuffed it back into her backpack and froze. It was half empty, its contents scattered all over the place behind them. She had forgotten to close it again after retrieving the vial.

Tears rose to her eyes when she looked up at her brother with wide eyes, hands clutching the backpack. "I lost her." she whispered and whirled around, tried to see the stones between the feet of the people. It was crowded, and she couldn't see anything, far too many people blocking her line of sight, stopping her from taking a closer look at the ground. "She's gone. And now she's alone and scared and maybe the evil man finds her, and hurts her. What if someone steps on her, or if a dogs decides she's a toy?"

Desperation colored her voice as she looked up at her brother, eyes shining with tears. "I lost Rainbowglow."

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The Brigade was almost done with the fire, and Brin watched as they put out the last few flames. The Watch had set up camp, milling about and interviewing bystanders, business as usual.

Brin noticed a path in the wreckage. He downed the rest of his Horneater lager and the drink Gethen got him. He stood up wordlessly, and beckoned his companions to follow.

There was a guard standing by the tape by the scene of the crime.

"Sir, you'll have to stop," the police officer said. 

In response, Brin pulled down the lapel of his shirt, showing the Skybreaker tattoo on his breast. The cop nodded and let Brin inside the tape. 

Brin made his way to the building, and saw a path through the rubble and ash- one that led to a sewer grate. Brin smirked to himself.

"Well, lookie here," He said. "Mates, I found something!"

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4 hours ago, BringerOfLight said:

 

"Well, lookie here," He said. "Mates, I found something!"

Gethen carefully stepped though the ash and rubble to where Brin had stopped. He tried to wipe the ash of of his suit, but only succeeded in getting it all over his hands. Looking at the sewer grate Brin had found, he noticed scorched footprints leading into it. The grate looked as though it had been forcefully ripped off, and the footprints continued inside.

"Shall we go in?" Gethen asked

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Just now, Kings_way said:

Gethen carefully stepped though the ash and rubble to where Brin had stopped. He tried to wipe the ash of of his suit, but only succeeded in getting it all over his hands. Looking at the sewer grate Brin had found, he noticed scorched footprints leading into it. The grate looked as though it had been forcefully ripped off, and the footprints continued inside.

"Shall we go in?" Gethen asked

"Shall we go in?" asked Gethen.

Brin laughed, and jumped down, inhaling some stormlight to brace his fall.

"Interesting..." he said to himself. 

He spotted cracks along the sewer wall. "That way." Brin's old Skybreaker training was kicking in almost too easily.

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5 hours ago, BringerOfLight said:

The Brigade was almost done with the fire, and Brin watched as they put out the last few flames. The Watch had set up camp, milling about and interviewing bystanders, business as usual.

Brin noticed a path in the wreckage. He downed the rest of his Horneater lager and the drink Gethen got him. He stood up wordlessly, and beckoned his companions to follow.

There was a guard standing by the tape by the scene of the crime.

"Sir, you'll have to stop," the police officer said. 

In response, Brin pulled down the lapel of his shirt, showing the Skybreaker tattoo on his breast. The cop nodded and let Brin inside the tape. 

Brin made his way to the building, and saw a path through the rubble and ash- one that led to a sewer grate. Brin smirked to himself.

"Well, lookie here," He said. "Mates, I found something!"

@Sorana

@Kings_way

@kenod

@I think I am here.

Mari followed him, simply ignoring the guard as he tried to stop her, stepping up to the edge of the hole. "Guess we know how he got away," she remarked. She wondered what the best option now was for her. On one hand, her superiors probably wouldn't want her to draw attention to herself by helping chase down a criminal. On the other hand, she didn't particularly care about them, and she wasn't interested in letting someone willing to burn down houses with people inside of them just get away.

Of course, it would involve jumping into a underground tunnel, which wasn't the best place for her powers. She sighed. "Oh, I hate tunnels," she said to nobody in particular before lightening herself and jumping down, restoring to normal weight just before hitting the ground, the sudden increase in weight slowing her fall down even further, and she softly landed at the bottom of the tunnel, waiting for anyone else to follow her.

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2 hours ago, kenod said:

She sighed. "Oh, I hate tunnels," she said to nobody in particular before lightening herself and jumping down, restoring to normal weight just before hitting the ground, the sudden increase in weight slowing her fall down even further, and she softly landed at the bottom of the tunnel, waiting for anyone else to follow her.

Gethen watched Brin and Mari jump down into the tunnel. He tapped his chromium mind and stepped into the hole, trusting his stored luck to help him not get hurt too badly. He hit the ground and fell over, landing in something slimy and wet. Standing up, he brushed himself off. This suit is going to be ruined. He stopped tapping his metalmind, and started filling it instead.

4 hours ago, BringerOfLight said:

He spotted cracks along the sewer wall. "That way." Brin's old Skybreaker training was kicking in almost too easily.

Brin had started down the tunnel, so Gethen followed. He reached into the pocket of his suit and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe off some of the slime. It promptly fell into another puddle of unidentified liquid. Gethen decided not to pick it up.

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On 7/3/2020 at 7:06 PM, Ashbringer said:

So, e.

Tyrian e. Silas’s e, e, e. Shadows e. And e.

“Perhaps e. Perhaps e. Defeat e.”

Tyrian e. He e. Abrasion, e... 

Tyrian e.

“And e?”

 

Silas laughed, a clear and melodious tone. 

"You think that it'd be that easy? That you could just swing a sickle at me and it would all be over?"

Silas now said this from a different location, a few feet in the air above Tyrian, a solid shell of darkened Amberite coating his body and a giant hammer in his hands, swinging down towards Tyrian.

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22 hours ago, Sorana said:

Desperation colored her voice as she looked up at her brother, eyes shining with tears. "I lost Rainbowglow."

Rainbowgow. Reval stood on his toes and looked back the way they’d came, but the tops of random people’s heads didn’t help him much and he was left with another choice. The swarm of passing people seemed oppressive now, an obstacle, pushing Reval back and forth, instead of a refuge. He crossed his arms and prepared to tell his sister that there was no use, that this wasn’t as simple as looking around the house, that this was a crowded street and there was a mad gunman hunting them. Maybe he’d even buy another stuffed animal that looked the same and hope Vivi wouldn’t notice.

But when he looked down to tell her, he saw her tears, the way she clutched her little backpack, the way looked to him, her big brother, to do something, as if he could magically conjure the stuffed animal out of thin air. But he had to do something.

Kneeling down, he made sure to look closely at Vivi’s backpack to make sure she’d closed it properly this time. He stared up at her, at the tears in her eyes, and he sighed, rolling up his sleeves.

“Don’t forget to zip it again,” he said quietly, and tried to soften his expression.

“Go to the street you pointed at. Tell someone about the cultist. Some lawman. Not Mom or Dad. I’ll meet you by that jewellery shop, if you get lost just head there.”

Then he tried to smile, as if that simple action would wipe away his worries, his doubts and his overwhelming fear at meeting the cultist. But he had to keep it in, he knew that. Had to hold it together. Had to know what he was doing, if not for his own sake, then Vivi’s. And if he encountered that cultist again, that shark in this sea of people, then... then he’d think of something when it happened. He stood up, and took out his painrial, the gemstone glowing vibrantly.

Then, he pushed his way through the crowd the way they’d came. Towards the cultist. Towards Rainbowglow.

@Nohadon

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The group began to set off, and Max’s food - a sloppily made wrap - arrived just as he began to leave. He paid and thanked the server, even though he knew the wrap would probably contain some inedible Horneater ‘delicacies’. He followed the group to the scene of destruction, but before he jumped down that dark, dark pit, he looked back at Althea. The image of the Dustbringer remained fresh in his head.

If he needs help, then we’ll give it to him, he said, then raised a finger.

But this isn’t an Epic. Some people are just evil, Thea. And if that’s the case with this Dustbringer friend of ours...

Max shrugged.

I won’t have you - or anyone, for that matter - risk themselves on a lost cause.

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1 hour ago, I think I am here. said:

“Go to the street you pointed at. Tell someone about the cultist. Some lawman. Not Mom or Dad. I’ll meet you by that jewellery shop, if you get lost just head there.”

Vivi stared when he turned, walked back to where they had come from. To help her. To find Rainbowglow. Undecidedly she bit on her lip for a moment, then rushed to the next woman she saw. "There's an evil cultist back there and he's trying to kill my brother!" she rushed the words, saw how the woman noticed her tears beneath her mask. "Please, call a lawman or someone like that?" she added and without waiting for another reply or answering to any of the questions called after her, she rushed off, ran after Reval.

She heard the woman bubble more questions, continue after her and she waved, pointed in the direction Reval had gone. "Tall, weird cloths, speaks of a goddess." she shouted to her and then slipped in between the people around her. It was easy enough to follow Reval's back, she knew where he was going and the crowd shifted a little from his passing through.

He had asked her for help, had asked her to cover him with his copper. She couldn't leave him alone. Not because of a stupid mistake of hers, not because-

Pausing she saw something glittering on the ground and knelt down, picked her rapier up, realizing only now that she hadn't seen it in her backpack when Reval zipped it shut. She would help. She had to. So that at least one time he looked at her and saw someelse but the useless little sister loosing her toys.

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Althea followed Max down into the hole, glad that the other three were already there. The Skybreaker had taken point and she was content to let him, although slightly worried by the fact that he'd never taken the time to answer, that he ignored half of the things she said. It meant, that she couldn't fully count on him, not if his goal and hers didn't align, not if he was looking for something else, if he blindly rushed forward, into a fight, without considering any other options.

Around her, the tunnel was ragged and she could easily discern the part she had created from the one the Dustbringer had shaped with his powers. Nobody else noticed, or adressed it and she was glad. Far too easy to come to the conclusion that someone had helped him escape - which she kind of had. He would have gotten away anyway, but - she could have stopped him, she knew that. Extend that aluminum a little higher, box him, trap him. As easy as that. She was good at catching people without killing them immediatly.

Down into the sewers they went and she looked around, tried to discover a few landmarks that showed her the part where she had been earlier. Hurrying forward to catch up with the Skybreaker she reached out for his arm, to slow him down.

"I know you are eager to follow him, catch him-" she started, her voice low, intense. "But there are gangs living here and they will attack the moment we attrack their attention. We should slow down a little, proceed more carefully. The Dustbringer and the escaped one had enough time to set up a trap and none of us would want to rush blindly into that."

Max words reached her while she was talking and she finished her words first, didn't look his way to cover up on the fact that they were communicating at all. I know. she agreed although it hurt to do so. I just want to avoid killing him when there can be another way. Try to find a solution that works for everybody, that maybe helps him to change his life or to remove whatever it is that turned him into the person he is. None of us knows him, knows anything about him. The only thing I do know, is that he's mentally unstable. So maybe we can help.

She made a pause, considered his words again. But yes, we can't risk anybody else. I can protect you all, should Brin go on like that, rush forward without looking around, without making sure the environment is safe. I can get everybody else out should it come to the worst. But I think that can be avoided with a little more caution.

Her eyes moved over the ground in front of them and she narrowed them when the trail stopped only a few steps ahead. "Actually I think we might have reached our destination." She didn't walk over, instead took some time to look at the walls and the stinking liquid mass next to them, moving slowly through the sewer. Why was it, that they so often ended up here. In the middle of a still used sewer. Well, if they ended up blowing this part as well, they might not have sewers for a long time in general, loosing a larger piece every now and then.

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6 hours ago, Sorana said:

Her eyes moved over the ground in front of them and she narrowed them when the trail stopped only a few steps ahead. "Actually I think we might have reached our destination."

Gethen looked at where the trail stopped ahead. Burning tin, he could see that the tunnel continued for a bit before branching off. "All I see is more sewers. Are you seeing something else?" 

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"The tracks disappeared here," Mari noted to Gethen. "Which means something must have happened here." She started looking around as well, decided to look at the ceiling if there was a manhole or something. "I hope it means he got out," she muttered. "Gangs aren't the only things in these tunnels." She remembered some of the reports she had read a while ago, about an expedition to catch some of the monsters that were supposed to dwell here, for research. As far as they managed to figure out from the remains and some recorded footage they had found them alright, and the release of the information on what happened afterwards caused a surprising lack of volunteers for a follow-up expedition.

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"Hmn…" Brin looked around the area that they paused.

His eye caught something lying in a puddle of a sewer sludge. Something gray, and covered in slime. He picked it up.

"Now, what's this?" It felt cold, and papery. The image of the Dustbringer's koloss-gray skin flashed in Brin's mind.

He was holding skin. He cursed loudly and dropped the piece. "What in Damnation!?"

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Gethen stooped over and picked up the piece of skin Brin had dropped. It was more leathery than Gethen had thought. "This isn't human skin." He said. Burning tin, he could see that it was not the skin of a koloss blooded. "Someone was either leading our dustbringer or following him."

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18 hours ago, bees? said:

Silas laughed, a clear and melodious tone. 

"You think that it'd be that easy? That you could just swing a sickle at me and it would all be over?"

Silas now said this from a different location, a few feet in the air above Tyrian, a solid shell of darkened Amberite coating his body and a giant hammer in his hands, swinging down towards Tyrian.

Apparently not.

The man could fly now. And evidently make a giant hammer from nothing. What couldn't this man do? 

Tyrian knew this wasn't going well. But although Cinder kept nudging him, tugging on the bond... he just couldn't make himself give up.

Tyrian! Listen to me. Take the blow. Do it!

Cinder's voice resounded in his mind as he watched the hammer fall. Why would that help? The force of the blow would...

Wait...

Tyrian turned off his seemingly-useless Division and fueled his Abrasion. He leaned back.

And took the blow square in the chest.

Some of the impact would slide right off. Some shattered half the bones in his body, which the storm within set to fixing. But perhaps the rest would do something to those shadows...

Tyrian toppled over, Stormlight gone. Well, mostly gone.

It was now or never.

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"Interesting." Althea mused and took a look at what they had found as well. "I've never seen something like that before." she nodded in appreciation at Gethen's conclusion. Not human skin, another person.

"So they were working together." she mused loudly to give the others a chance to participate on her thoughts. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a small device and scanned the piece of skin they had found, sending it to the lab. Maybe they could deduce some information from that. Stepping a little to a side, she opened a map and looked at the symbols on it, then requested a runner. Couldn't help to be prepared should they run into another fight.

Storing it again, she found Mari looking at the ceiling searching for a manhole or something. Stepping closer Althea followed her gaze and then pointed upward. "There. You're right." It was barely visible, only a thin line set into the different stones. Focussing her attention on the wall below stepped closed moved her finger along the burn marks there. "They left, can you see the way the burn marks changed their shape and form? As if he stayed in one point for a while, before moving on."

Feeling partially relieved that they would leave the sewers soon she considered to soulcast a ladder and then decided against it. Maybe one of the others had a good, and easier way to leave the sewers. Better to preserve what stormlight she had left. If the two of them were waiting above she would most likely need whatever she had left.

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"Alright, that's good," Mari said, relieved to finally leave this place. "Now, do we have any way to actually get out through it?" She figured she could probably just jump up and phase through, but that was kind of a last resort option, both because her superiors would get mad at her for revealing that as well as the fact that she had no clue what was above it, and she didn't fancy materializing straight into a car or a person.

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1 minute ago, kenod said:

"Alright, that's good," Mari said, relieved to finally leave this place. "Now, do we have any way to actually get out through it?"

"Maybe."Gethen said, pulling out a pistol. He tapped his chromium for a lucky shot, aimed at the ceiling, and fired.

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As soon as Mari saw him pull the gun she jumped away, storing nearly all of her weight, the jump leaving her roughly 10 meters away when Gethen fired, her ears ringing from the sound of the shot as it echoed through the sewers. She really hoped that had actually worked, though she couldn't see how a gun that weak could dislodge a large metal disk, because if it didn't work she'd punch him for the utter stupidity of firing a weapon at something that could cause it to ricochet while inside of an underground tunnel, both deafening everyone as well as risking hitting someone by accident. Rust, even if it did work he would need a proper scolding for pulling a stunt like that without even warning people!

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As they trekked through the damp underground of AlleyCity’s sewers, Max stayed near the back of the group, keeping an eye on the way they’d come. A group was useless if no one was watching the back, keeping an eye out for an ambush and making sure no enemy could sneak up behind them. But as they delved deeper and deeper within the complex underground framework, and people started uncovering things, clues, the possibility seemed far-fetched.

They hadn’t stayed, hadn’t planned an ambush. The Dustbringer had a friend, and they’d escaped together.

“Why did he have a friend just hanging around?” He thought aloud. “Already here, in the sewers, waiting for our Dustbringer and helping him escape? Was it planned? Did the Dustbringer have some sort of SOS signal?” Both possibilities betrayed an intelligence Max wasn’t sure he’d seen in the raging Koloss-blooded. But appearances were deceiving.

The grey, leathery skin was an oddity. Fake skin for some robot? Some Epic with a weird ability?

A gunshot rang, sudden and sharp, and Max had to blink a couple times before it left. He was used to gunfire, but the echo in this tunnel hadn’t helped the situation. He looked up at where people were gesturing.

“With Sethramir, I might be able to shoot a strong plume of wind directly up. That should dislodge it,” he said, summoning the silvery sword in his hand.

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"I don't think so." Althea shook her head. "Maybe the prisoner saw where he was going and went there to meet him, help him get away?" she suggested. If Tyrian had send a signal, it had been way earlier, probably as soon as he realized he was facing several opponents instead of only her. So he had no chance to convey his plan to use the basement to escape. The moment Max had started to riot him - he wouldn't have thought about sending a signal just like herself he had cared about nothing but getting away.

A shadow crossed over her face and she jumped in surprise when suddenly a gunshot rang out, leaving her ears hurt slightly. Despite that - she was grateful for it, glad that it had jostled her out of her dark thoughts, driven them away quickly. Glancing upward she looked at the metal disk again, wondered what good a single bullet might do. Surprise made her study it for a while longer. Fascinating. "Try it." she told Max. "Can you see the dent over there? I think that could have been a lock of some sorts."

Stepping back in case someone was waiting above or preparing to drop down on them the moment they opened the exit she readied herself, mentally touched the walls and the air around them. She found it easier to souldcast things if they already knew her, if she established contact upfront. It shortened the time she needed to discuss with them, to bribe them into doing what she wanted them to do.

Brashen sat down on her shoulder, and watched what was about to happen. He was curious, but the fact that he was relaxed, relaxed her as well. It hinted at either a very good ambush, or no threat nearby. And while she wasn't entirely sure what she prefered it was nice to know that nothing obvious was going to happen. Keeping her attention on their surroundings she shifted her weight to her left leg and waited. Max was here, weapon in his hand. They had a Skybreaker, a very keen eyed shot with a gun and Mari. From the way she walked, moved with confidence, how quickly she had reacted to Gethen pulling the gun - whatever her skills were she definitely wasn't to be underestimated. If someone was waiting for them - they were in for quite a fight.

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I hope the lock part was alright? If you do something like that, you can always decide for yourself what's going to happen (success failure and the like), so I'm perfectly fine to edit if you had something else in mind. Just felt as if it should help us, so I came up with that.

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As soon as the gunshot rang out, Brin instinctively sucked in Stormlight. The ringing went away quickly, with nothing more than a wince from Brin.

"Gethen, mate, why in Damnation would you do that!? If the Dustbringer is anywhere near here, Almighty, mate! We're stormed!"

Brin's annoyance at Gethen almost outweighed his annoyance that Althea had noticed things he hadn't. She and Max seemed to be conspiring near the back of the group, and Mari had jumped an inhuman length away at the sound of the gunshot.

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