Session Start: Mon Aug 11 22:41:15 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20030811.log'
*** Hikaryuu has joined #taw
<Ire> Session 91: The Gospel
<Ire> Time Chart: September 30th, 2222
<Ire> Location: Altros, Somewhere in the African Zone
* Ire stands on the bridge of the Altros, looking out at the endless grasslands, going as far as the eye can see. Animals graze below, looking as real as anything else. But, Ire knows better. They are in a simulator...a very good simulator.
* Ire turns away from the viewport of the grasslands. After coming to the Grasslands, the last week has been quiet. However, he has yet to make his move to see the Leader of this zone. It's as if he's waiting - for something.
* Junior climbs down the ladder from the viewing deck, pulling on his jacket after situating himself.
*** Hikaryuu is now known as Silouette
* Ire glances behind him in the hallway where Junior has come down.
<Ire> Junior.
* Ayn sprawls in a chair on the bridge, looking at the simulation with distain. She looks up to Ire, and pulls a clove to her lips. She lights it, and looks at the smoke for a moment. "You're waiting."
* Dahok sits in a chair staring out at the African Landscape
<Junior> Any more of this cruising around and I'll need a vacation from my vacation.
<Ire> We needed time. *he stats flatly*
<Ire> (states)
* Ayn nods slowly, and takes a puff of the clove. She frowns, "....I can't believe he likes this things...." With a shrug, she takes another hit.
* Ire paces to the front of the bridge, so he's in everyone's view. He looks at them.
* Ayn looks up to Ire.
<Ire> I think we all needed some cool down time after everything that's happened. A lot of us have been through some rough spots...and it's been brought to my attention that they should be addressed. We're a group now, I suppose ... there's nothing exactly keeping us together but the desire to walk down the same path.
* Silouette looks over from the station she was relaxing in
* Junior takes his opprotunity to take a seat at a random chair in the control deck.
<Ire> Everyone who stands here has a worth. A purpose. We're all equals in this. No one person is better than the next. If we're going to be a group, it's time we acted like it.
<Ayn> And how do you propose that when we have there be traitors amungst us?
* Dahok reachs down and pets Lupis's head as he watches out the viewport
<Ire> I'm wiping the slate clean with all my previous impressions of everyone. From this moment on, we're all just a group. There is no traitors. There is no enemies among us. As long as we have a similiar object, then we're together.
<Ire> My goal is to find out about Slasher. Those who share this goal are with me, no matter the past.
* Stark stands in the doorway "Ayn, no one denies their previous decisions, but you have to take a note that even though they may not have been forthcoming before, they're still here even after the truth is revealed. That should stand as a statment in itself."
<Ayn> Easier said. *she says softly, more to herself*
* Silouette doesn't comment.
* Ire walks over to his chair and sits down. He thumbs the controls, moving the Altros forward slowly.
<Ire> Any time you feel you have a different goal to pursue, I will not stop you from going. This is not a police unit anymore.
* Junior glances around to each person in the room.
* Ayn takes a hit of the clove, and then snuffs it out on her palm. She glances from left to right as if looking for a place to go.... and then nods slowly to Ire, "I don't give a fuck about Slasher, but I made a promise to you I'm going to keep." She snorts, "You've got me for a bit longer."
* Ire glances at Ayn. It's hard to tell what he's thinking as all he gives is a simple nod. He turns back to the viewport.
<Silouette> ...well, I have to admit I'm curious about Slasher, my previous employer is probally... unhappy with me now. Even if I didn't want to stick with you, I don't have many other choices at the moment.
<Dahok> Lupis: *pants with joy as her head's ear's scratched*
<Silouette> *pauses* ...and... I have other reasons to stay as well.
<Stark> I am here for the same reason I've said before, to make sure everything is done properly.
* Ire nods to Silouette, a bit deeper this time. He looks to Stark, tilting his head, then looks back to the viewport.
* Ire detects a strange metallic object outside the simulator. Curious, he changes Altros' course slightly.
<Ire> I'm going to investigate this real quick. It's just outside the simulator.
* Ayn smiles at the thoughts of returning to the wastelands.
* Silouette nods.
* Ire doesn't glance towards Dahok, who has said nothing about why he is sticking on.
<Ire> GM: *the Altros emerges from the grasslands and immediately they are over the wasteland, the endless sand stretching forward on and on.
<Dahok> NRP: I didn't think I was even on the same deck as everyone else.
<Ire> NRP: Sure are!
<Junior> The Altros detected a random piece of metal?
<Ire> Basically.
<Dahok> Lupis: *wimpers and suddenly fades away*
* Ayn stands, and makes her way closer to the viewscreen, as if held by a trance, "....it's so pretty...."
* Dahok hand falls to the side of his chair
* Junior looks at Ayn.
<Junior> Ayn, you're weird.
* Ayn smiles to Jr, "Thanks."
<Ire> GM: *down below, a sparkle of something catching the sun, glints from below. Ire thumbs the switch, bringing Altros to a hovering stop over the area. He curiously leans forward, then hits the scanners again.
<Ire> I would have to say...it's a weapon of some sort.
* Junior squints, looking at the glint.
<Ayn> ...weapon? *leans over to glance at the scanner*
<Junior> Huh, well whatever it is, it must be new out here, nothing stays clean and shiny in the wastelands.
<Silouette> ...that's... different.
* Dahok push's himself out of the chair and stands up
<Ire> Well, lets take a look ourselves. *he stands up, walking over to the ladder that leads to the top deck*
* Ayn nods, her lips pursed, as she follows Ire
* Silouette gets up, almost lazily, and follows after Ire and Ayn
* Junior follows behind Ayn.
* Stark eyes them leaving.
* Ire hits the hatch button and emerges up on the top deck, where the hot sun bares down on him. He blinks, looking up, then moves over as he walks along the deck. A cool breeze is blowing.
* Dahok walks over to the ladder and bvegins climing up it
* Ire steps up to the side, where a slide has been made by the genius Jake and Jerry. He sits down and slides off the side of Altros, dropping down to the sand.
* Ire stands up. IF he enjoyed it, he hides it well. He begins to knock sand off of the clothes he borrowed from Junior.
* Silouette looks questioningly at the slide, then shrugs indifferently, and uses it to get down. Atleast it's efficient.
* Ayn leaps off the Altross, and lands in the sand. She wiggles her toes in the sand, and cups the sand in her hand, and places it in her pocket.
<Ire> GM: *up ahead, the shiny object is seen. It looks like it's half-buried in the sand, but in perfect shape.*
* Stark jumps onto the slide and makes no attempt at hiding that he enjoys the ride down.
<Stark> NRP: Junior!
* Dahok steps onto the slide and begins sliding down it
<Ire> Be on guard. Who knows if this isn't some type of trap.
* Ayn nods, and takes a few cautious steps towards the metal gleam.
* Ire begins to approach the spot of the shiny object. As they get closer, they notice it's actually a sword, half buried in the sand, straight up.
<Silouette> ....when you said a weapon, I didn't think that you ment...
<Junior> I don't think it's a trap, but... it's more than likely something out of the ordinary. *walks over next to Ire and looks at the sword*
<Ayn> ...a sword....
<Dahok> How the hell did a sword make it's way here?
* Ire crosses his arms, looking at the blade.
<Ire> That's a good question.
* Junior eyes it, crouching.
<Dahok> Look at how there's not a sign of corrosion on it at all.
<Dahok> It mst not be made out of any ferrous metal.
* Ire looks around.
<Ire> It seems odd it would just be left here.
* Ayn slides up next to Ire, "....That must mean someone is close by.... or that the metal of the sword must be resiliant."
<Ire> Agreed.
<Junior> Yeah, but who'd make a sword out of a metal like that?
<Silouette> ...someone who thought a sword was important?
* Junior quirks his brow, eyeing the sword.
<Dahok> If it's resistant to corrosion that it'll make it stronger in the end.
* Ayn nods in agreement with Sil, "Someone who treasures a sword....or treasures a sword yet has no skill in caring fora blade."
<Silouette> *pauses a moment* .....are we all just going to stand around here, debating the sword?
<Ire> ...
* Ire looks at the others.
* Stark stands behind Silouette, "What do you propose then? It's rather odd to see a sword standing perpendicular to the ground in the middle of nowhere. It's not ours."
<Ayn> ....do we have a portable scanner?
<Ire> Swords are not my forte. I have no reason to take it.
<Silouette> ...it's... a sword.
<Stark> And if it's a grave site? Do you want the owner's soul to seek vengeance for disturbing his resting site?
* Ayn kneels down, and looks at the sword closely, her hand trailing along the sand near it, feeling for... anything odd.
* Dahok yawns
<Dahok> Brahnk'
<Dahok> Brahnk's <pmls dpm
<Ire> GM: *the sword definitely has a powerful vibe to it, almost ... holy*
<Dahok> NRP: Doh!
* Ire stares at Dahok.
* Dahok stands there with his mouth open
* Junior shakes his head after thinking a moment "Nah."
<Dahok> Uhh....Brain fart.
<Ire> ...
* Ayn turns her head and looks to Dahok.
<Stark> Query. Silouette, go stand next to the sword.
* Silouette shrugs, and walks over next to the sword.
<Ire> 6* The sword tilts away from Sil.
<Dahok> Why don't you stand next to the sword ya wuss.
<Ayn> ...this better not be like the bloody Sword in the stone bullshite Pope made me read.
<Ire> Sword in the stone?
<Stark> Because I'm alive, Dahok.
<Silouette> ...happy now?
* Stark nods, thinking...
<Junior> Can't be. *stands and turns his back to the sword*
<Ayn> This once and future king of England pulls this bloody stone from a stone, and becomes the King of the Britians. Avalon, King.... Arthur?
<Stark> Excalibur?
* Ire shakes head slightly, looking at the sword.
<Stark> It's possible, but that would be impossible. We're in Africa.
<Ayn> yeah, that thing.
* Stark looks at Ayn.
* Dahok yawns
* Ire seems to be growing bored.
<Junior> Well, there's no sense in sitting here looking at it.
<Dahok> Friggin eh you wuss's. *walks over to the sword and reach's for the sword*
* Ayn shrugs, "I don't know. I'm talking out of my ass. Why don't Dahok here try to touch it?"
<Ire> GM: *the sword doesn't move in any manner. If Dahok wants to grab it, it's his*
* Dahok grabs the sword and tries to pull it out of teh sand
<Ire> GM: *the sword is easily yanked from the sand. It's blade is a beauty, shining with a holy type power. It looks to be fairly old, yet there's nothing but shine*
* Junior watches Dahok, looking around. The wind messes up his hair slightly.
* Ayn stands, and looks to the sword, "A beautiful sword."
<Stark> Interesting.
<Ire> GM: *there is something written in latin on the blade*
* Dahok holds the blade infront of him and looks up and down the blade.
* Ire glances at the blade's inscription.
<Ire> Now that's an old Earth language.
<Ire> Deus....
<Ire> Dominum
* Silouette glances at it, and shrugs.
<Stark> 'God of the Lord', roughly. It's latin.
<Ire> An odd thing to write on a sword.
* Junior loks over his shoulder at the blade, narrowing his eyes.
<Junior> I've heard that inscription before.
* Ayn looks at the sand deep in thought, "....why would Latin be here?"
* Ire glances at Junior.
<Junior> Latin's an earthen language, Ayn.
<Dahok> Huh, well since no one else wants it, it's mine now.
<Ire> Then it's settled.
<Ire> Lets go.
<Ayn> I know... I just thought that maybe since Latin was a Roman thing, and we're not in Italy....
<Junior> The owner of a sword like that, there's only one place I've heard that before.
<Ire> Where is that, Junior?
<Junior> ... My father.
<Ire> ...Your father?
<Junior> ... Yeah.
<Ire> So that blade belongs to your father? *he jerks his thumb at it*
* Dahok swings the sword around
<Ayn> Wait... it belongs to another Cheire?
<Junior> I'm more wondering what it's doing out here...
<Ayn> Me too...
* Junior looks at the sword, looking at the sword with near hatred.
<Junior> Leave it where it is, Dahok.
<Dahok> No, it's mine now!
<Ire> I see no reason to waste it, Junior. If you don't want it, then Dahok can have it.
* Dahok swings at teh air again
* Ayn sighs softly, "Jr, is your father still alive?"
<Dahok> Oooh this'll make a great paper cutter.
* Silouette takes a stepback
<Junior> ...
<Junior> No, he's not.
<Silouette> ....careful where you're swinging that thing. You might put someone's eye out.
<Ire> <Voice> That sword is no MERE paper cutter.
<Silouette> NRP: <Voice> It's the most expensive paper cutter known to man!
* Ayn sighs softly, ".....thought so....."
* Junior turns to teh voice.
* Ire spins.
<Silouette> ......
<Dahok> If not that then it could make a great paper-weight! *doesn't recognize the new boice*
<Dahok> NRP: Voice
<Ire> GM: *perched on a hill of sand is a white man with short red hair, curly and tangled in every which way. He wears a long brown coat and blue jeans, caked in dust for ages. A white shirt, under the jacket, is stained with sweat and sand. His large boots look worn with tear. He pushes up a pair of reading glasses.
* Ayn slowly turns around to face the source of the voice.
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<Ire> McCormick!~
<Junior> McCormick? As in...?
<Snipe> It's been a long while, son of Garland Hianule.
* Ayn looks to Jr with a jaw drop expression....
* Junior scowls.
* Ire frowns deeply, his hands balling into fists.
* Silouette is indifferent.
<Snipe> I find it no mere fate that you have found the Gospel Sword.
<Ire> What are you doing here, McCormick?!
<Junior> What makes you say that, John McCormick?
* Snipe leaps off the hill, landing in a crouched position a few feet away.
<Ayn> The more important question is.... how did you find us?
<Snipe> I didn't find you. You found me.
* Snipe straightens up, grinning.
<Dahok> Yeah..this thing might even work for a ladder.
<Snipe> Drop the sword, kid. Before I drop you. *looks at Dahok*
<Ayn> You've been watching the sword.
* Ire immediately goes for his handgun, but doesn't pull it out.
* Junior eyes Snipe.
<Dahok> What are you talking about?! THIS IS MY INDUSTRIAL SIZED PAPER-WEIGHT!
<Ayn> Dahok, you're not the once and future king. Junior is.
* Snipe reaches behind where a sheath is.
<Snipe> Drooooop it.
* Junior glances at Ayn.
*** Alicia is now known as Katherine
* Snipe pauses at Ayn's words.
<Snipe> ...once...and future...king?
* Ire halts, looking confused.
<Junior> I'm wondering what she's talking about, too..
<Dahok> Ayn you need to stop licking toads.
<Ayn> It was a joke, a reference. You people have no sense of humour. The sword is Jr's.
* Snipe turns to focus on Dahok.
<Snipe> It is not for you.
<Dahok> No...it's my sword now.
* Dahok holds it up
* Snipe suddenly appears behind Dahok, an exact duplicate sword drawn, pointed at his back.
<Snipe> Oh?
* Dahok then licks it
* Ire spins, trying to track Snipe's movements.
<Dahok> You can't have it, I licked it.
<Snipe> Carmichael, call of your boy.
<Silouette> ......
<Ire> ....Fyro, I think you need to drop that blade.
<Ayn> ....I'm gonna sho - *watches Snipe's appear behind Dahok* Christ on a fucking cross!
<Silouette> .....you DO realize how pathetic this is, right?
<Junior> John McCormic, what's going on?
<Snipe> I'll explain in a moment, Junior.
<Dahok> But I...I...
* Snipe pokes Dahok with his Gospel Sword.
<Ayn> Drop the bloody sword.
<Snipe> Drop the Gospel.
<Dahok> Ouch! *turns around and pokes Snipe back with his Gospel sword*
<Snipe> Ouch!
* Snipe suddenly grabs Dahok and holds him upside down.
<Silouette> ....idiot children...
<Dahok> HOLY SHIT!! *hands there*
* Snipe shakes him rapidly
<Snipe> Drop drop drop drop dorp.
<Dahok> AH AH AH!!! *smash's Snipe's foot with the flat side of the blade*
* Ire stares in awe.
* Snipe side steps and slams Dahok face first into the sand, burying him.
* Junior places his hand to his face in annoyance.
* Ayn crosses her arms, and watches with amusement.
* Dahok waves his hadns around frantically the sword still in his hand, his head buried under the ground
* Silouette sighs breathlessly
* Snipe snatches the sword and walks away, not bothering to remove Dahok.
* Snipe sheathes his own Gospel and holds the other.
<Snipe> Finally.
* Dahok places his hands against teh sand and push's himself out of the sandand falls onto his back
<Junior> Collecting them, I see.
<Ire> Why are you here with his father's swords?
<Snipe> Not exactly.
<Dahok> POOO! *shakes his head, sending sand all over the place*
* Dahok smacks the side of his head, knocking sand out of his other ear
* Snipe twists and throws the second Gospel into the sand right before Junior. It sticks there.
<Snipe> I've been waiting for you to show up again.
<Junior> I haven't been hiding.
<Snipe> No. But I haven't seen you since the war.
* Dahok push's himself up
* Junior looks at the sword. "None of you really cared when I left."
<Dahok> Can I have my sword back now?
* Ire shakes head at Fyro.
<Ayn> No Dahok.
* Snipe crosses his hands together behind his head.
<Silouette> ...you're an idiot, you know that?
<Snipe> Junior, I never got the chance to KNOW you.
* Ayn looks to Sil, "Been telling him that for months now...."
* Ire stands between Ayn and Sil.
* Dahok looks at Sil
<Dahok> Kind of?
<Junior> Yeah, that's the point.
<Snipe> However, that sword is part of your father's legacy. It's yours.
* Junior eyes the sword again.
<Snipe> And don't give me the bitch about not wanting it. It took me months to find both of them.
<Junior> Well, at least you're straight forward.
<Ire> This McCormick man is most annoying.
<Dahok> It took you months to find something we found without even trying to find
<Ayn> ...I kind of like him....
<Snipe> ...I put it here you moron.
<Junior> That explains why it was on Earth.
<Snipe> Correct.
<Junior> Why?
<Snipe> Because we're waiting the curtains for the biggest event in history and Earth is where the first act begins. I knew you'd find your way here, somehow.
<Junior> No, why go so out of the way to bring my father's sword to me?
<Ire> ...what the hell are you talking about?
* Ayn looks to Snipe, her eyes narrowed, "....What? Bigger then the last war?"
<Snipe> Because, Junior, daddy is no longer around to take you out of the fight. This is your moment to shine.
<Snipe> And to do that, you'll need everything you can get.
* Junior eyes the sword and picks it up, he stumbles forward at the weight, obviously used to the center of gravity of a sabre.
* Snipe narrows his eyes
<Snipe> There's just one thing. I have to know if you're ready.
<Junior> What?
* Ayn nods, "A test. Snipe is... like the lady of the lake."
<Junior> I'm much of a fighter, how I can I use this?
<Dahok> NRP: That's funny, I had no problem picking up the sword and he did?
<Snipe> When you wield the Gospel, you're going to be fighting some dangerous things. I have to know if you deserve to be here. I suggest a duel. If I win, I claim the sword. If you win, I give you some information about the legacy of your father.
<Junior> NRP: Dahok's physically stronger than Junior.
<Dahok> NRP: Hooo?
<Ire> ...Don't do it, Junior. This guy is just trying to get his jollies in.
<Junior> NRP: Yeah.
<Dahok> NRP: Snipe: Your father was a whore Jr. A Whore.
* Ire glances at Ayn, frowning at the fact she actually likes Snipe.
<Junior> I'm not my father, John McCormick.
<Ire> NRP: *Watches Snipe lag*
<Snipe> I know you're not.
* Ayn shrugs apologetically. "Sorry Ire... he's the fucking lady of the lake."
* Snipe gives him a smile.
* Silouette shakes her head in disbelief...
<Ayn> That means we're all like knights of the roundtable.
<Ire> ...Oh?
* Dahok plops onto the ground and yawns
* Junior turns to Ayn, with a suprising anger "Shut up about the knights and all the mythical crap!"
* Snipe stands there, watching Junior's outbreak. He flashes Ayn an apologetic smile.
<Dahok> Ahh looks like someone doesn't want to accept who they are.
<Ire> I don't see why some fight will determine anything.
* Ayn rolls her eyes, "Don't make me qoute that crap called classic science fiction... Luke.. it is your destiny!"
<Ire> ...
* Ire stares at Ayn, wondering what that's about.
<Dahok> Ire, I think she's gone mental.
<Ire> ...AYe.
* Junior turns back to Ire. "I'm not a fighter, and I'm not going to solve every problem with a sword like my Father." *raises the sword* "But if you're going to play games before you tell me anything, I don't have much choice."
* Snipe draws his own Gospel.
<Snipe> It's not going to be a fighter who can beat me.
* Ayn sighs and shakes her head, "....I'm going kill Pope for giving me that history lesson....."
* Junior adjusts his footing, holding the sword up.
<Silouette> .....I'm not sure I want to know what she's talking about.
<Dahok> I think Pope gave you more than a history lesson.
* Snipe blurs appearing to Junior's right, swinging the sword in a downward chop at him. It looks like he's serious.
<Ire> ...Snipe's ... fast.
<Dahok> Ire, can we go back to the African Zone, I miss talking to Nature.
<Ire> .... No. I want to see what Junior does to this overgrown asshoel.
* Junior holds the sword up in an attempt to parry.
<Dahok> Bah...
* Ayn swats at the back of Dahok's head.
* Snipe is parried. He bounces back, appearing to Junior's left, slashing downward again.
* Junior jumps up.
* Dahok begins running his finger along the sand when he's smacked upside the head, he grabs the back of his head and rubs it
<Dahok> OWWWW!
* Snipe jumps up, passing Junior. He slashes down at him.
* Ire sighs at Dahok.
Session Close: Tue Aug 12 00:00:00 2003

Session Start: Tue Aug 12 00:00:00 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Ayn looks innocent, as she watches the fight.
* Junior parries again, getting pushed back
<Ire> I wonder what he meant that a fighter could not beat him.
* Dahok repositions himself to an open indian style position and resumes running his hand along the ground, as he tries to talk to Mother Earth
* Snipe shoves into Junior, aiming to shove him right into the sand.
<Ire> GM: *Mother Earth ignores Dahok*
* Junior slides back, his heels digging into the sand.
<Dahok> It's quite simple Ire, you don't have to win a fight by defeating your opponent.
<Snipe> Not good enough! *appears behind Junior, sweep kicking him*
<Ayn> The sword has to be meant for him.
<Ire> It seems he doesn't like his father much.
* Junior is knocked forward, stumbling.
<Silouette> .....I don't see what the fuss is about if he doesn't WANT it.
<Ayn> That's so sad.... I'd kill to have hug my father once more....
* Snipe runs around in front of Junior, kneeing upward at him.
* Junior is knocked up into the air.
* Snipe holds the sword as it glows with a holy light. He throws it up in the air after Junior.
<Ire> He should call the whole thing off and let that idiot keep the sword.
* Ayn narrows her eyes, "...do you think we should help him?"
<Ire> Snipe didn't say we couldn't.
* Ayn gives Ire a grin.
<Ayn> Target practice?
* Junior rolls out of the way of the sword, slashing the air.
<Silouette> .....you're not serious...?
<Ire> ... I think Junior will ask us if he needs it.
* Snipe appears up in the air, grabbing the sword by it's handle. He lands on the ground.
* Junior glances at Ire
<Dahok> I don't believe Snipe plans on mortally wounding Junior
<Junior> He sure as hell didn't get any rules, help is good.
<Ire> You heard him. Drop Snipe.
* Ire draws his weapons, firing at Snipe.
* Snipe grins, flipping over the plasma blasts, landing in a crouched position.
* Junior spins the sword, thinking.
* Dahok continues sitting on his ass, not getting invovled
* Ayn pulls her gun out, and fires at Snipe.
* Snipe rolls out of the way. He runs and is suddenly inches from Ayn.
<Snipe> Hi.
* Ayn fires at him with a grin
* Snipe grins, twisting out of the way Matrix style.
* Ire hits Snipe with his gun.
<Snipe> Ow!
* Snipe grabs his head, hopping around.
* Dahok waves boredly and yawns
* Junior closes his eyes, holdsing the sword read. "I can't fight him, then...
* Ayn drops the gun, and pulls her katana out. She leaps at Snipe with a slash.
* Snipe parries the slash, pushing against Ayn.
* Silouette hesitates, just watching for now. She doesn't like the idea of butting in like this.
<Snipe> Chiere, yes?
<Dahok> Ahhh poor Junior can't even hold his own.
* Ayn nods
* Snipe pushes Ayn off balance, throwing a kick her way.
<Snipe> Cool.
* Ayn gives him a push back, and then falls back slightly.
* Ire shoots at Snipe.
* Ayn gets kicked.
* Snipe leaps up over it.
* Ire lands behind Dahok.
* Ayn kicks up, and charging her blade with ki, swipes it at Snipe.
* Dahok tilts his head back and looks at Ire
<Dahok> Hi!
* Snipe slashes downward, clashing blades.
<Ire> ...
* Ayn grunts and pushes against him
* Snipe seems to be toying with Ayn, just letting her keep it up. He never loses ground.
<Dahok> If he wants to fight me he'd call me out Ire.
* Ire fires at Snipe from behind.
* Ayn swallows deeply, knowing this, and still she keeps pushing, looking at his eyes
<Snipe> Excuse me. Call. *twists out of the way of the blast*
* Ayn sighs softly
* Snipe slashes at Ayn.
<Snipe> Got to say, Chiere women are pretty good looking.
* Ayn leaps back, barely blocking the slash.
* Ire takes aim again.
<Ayn> Where were you when they all died?
* Junior slashes the air.
<Snipe> I was there. I witnessed it.
* Ayn leaps at Snipe with an angry lunge.
<Junior> McCormick!
<Ayn> Then you know he needs the sword.
* Snipe steps back, grabbing Ayn in a bear hug. They both hit the ground.
* Ayn falls with Snipe
<Dahok> Did he just call me out?
<Snipe> Yeah, Junior?
* Snipe grabs Ayn and throws her off of him.
<Junior> Your riddle, you said a fighter cannot beat you.
* Ayn falls onto the sand, and pushes herself up to watch Jr and Snipe.
* Snipe pauses, looking at Junior.
* Ire turns to Junior.
* Junior spins the sword, holding it at the ready "And that may well be true. But I'm not a fighter." He pushes the sword into the sand and looks at Snipe.
* Snipe straightens.
<Snipe> Then what are you Junior?
* Ayn whispers, "....but something else can...."
<Junior> I'm a do-er. I'm not a blind grunt like my father. I'm going to make the galaxy a better place... by doing what I have to.
<Snipe> And how will you do that? What is your source of power to accomplish that?
* Junior rests his hand on the pommel of the sword, looking at him.
* Snipe tilts his head to look at the others.
* Ire taps his handgun in the palm of his hand.
* Ayn grins, "The fucking knights were Arthur's true strength... and his downfall."
<Junior> People. Others. It's not my power that will solve this. It takes more than one man to fix the world.
<Snipe> Correct.
* Snipe sheathes his sword.
<Ayn> NPC: Ayn was so right!
<Snipe> If you rely on your friends, then you will be able to do anything. That goes for you all.
* Snipe glances at them.
* Ayn picks up her gun, and holsters both her sword and gun.
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<Junior> NRP: She also talks more morbidly delusional than Garland ever did!
* Ire puts up his gun.
<Ayn> NRP: And yet she's so lovable!
<Snipe> The Gospel is yours, Junior. Even if you don't want to use it, take it with you.
* Junior pulls the sword out of the ground. "Alright."
* Snipe looks at everyone, grinning widely.
<Dahok> WHat?! It's mine though!
<Snipe> Want some food?
* Ayn looks to Snipe, and then Ire... She sighs, "Pay attention Dahok."
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* Dahok scratches the back of his head
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* Junior walks over to Ire and looks at him. "I hate moments like this where it's all eyes on me." he laughs once.
* Ire nods in agreement.
<Ire> Should we take him up on his offer of food?
* Dahok push's himself up off the ground
<Dahok> I guess I am kind of hungry.
<Junior> He's weird, but not evil.
* Dahok stomach starts to growl.
<Snipe> Good! Follow me.
* Ayn shrugs, "Lay on!"
<Ire> GM: *time passes. It's not nightfall. Snipe has built a huge fire and roasted some animal he found in the wastelands. He's passed out parts to everyone as it's finished. Now, as they sit around the camp fire, the starry sky, the real one, shines down on them*
<Ire> (Now)
* Junior glances at Ire again "Is Ayn ever going to shut up about King Arthur? She's been going on all night..."
* Ayn sits by the fire, her toes in the sand, her face pale and light as the moon falls on her. She's finaly shut up, her eyes on the moon.
* Dahok munches on the food
* Ire shudders a bit, eating the food.
<Dahok> It's surprising how the wastelands have changed so quickly.
* Junior has already eaten, he watches the fire.
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*** Topic is 'Session 91: The Gospel - Always two there have been. Gospels, that is. And when the Alt. Team stumbles across one of the Gospels, Snipe shows up to fight the owner of it in a fight where winner takes all. Is Junior up to the task? (Monday night) Session 92 will be Tuesday night'
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<Junior> Seems McCormick has written me into whatever history he's wanting to write. *still speaking to Ire* (NRP: Repost.)
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* Ayn looks at home in the wastelands, and as she eats her food, she smiles and seems at peace in the dead land.
<Ire> Wonder what that would be.
* Dahok falls back and lies on the sand
* Ayn looks towards Snipe...
<Junior> I don't know.
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* Snipe looks at peace. He finishes eating, wiping his hands on the sand.
* Ayn stands, and walks over to him, a bit nervously.
* Dahok seems to go into a dazed off trance as he lies there, almost as if he's meditating
<Snipe> Yes? *he asks, glancing up at Ayn*
<Ire> When is he going to tell you what he said he would?
<Ayn> ...can I sit with you?
<Snipe> Sure.
<Junior> I was beginning to wonder.
<Junior> I think he's occupied with Ayn, though. Man.. she's weird.
* Ayn sits, and then looks to Snipe, "What you said before, about the greatest moment in history.... what's coming? You see.... I have to protect them, I promised it."
<Ire> You might want to get his attention. He might never shut up.
<Snipe> Just know you are in the right place at the right time.
* Junior doesn't say anything, looking at Snipe.
<Ayn> You speak in more riddles then I do. *she smiles softly* You should tell that to Jr. too.
* Snipe looks at Junior, noticing him looking over here.
<Snipe> I guess you're ready for me to talk about your father.
* Junior nods once.
<Snipe> I'm not going to give you lines of bull about him being a great man or what not. I knew him, so I know why you have beefs. And really, it's not my place to talk about such things.
* Stark stands off and away from the fire.
<Junior> Yeah.
<Snipe> I've been traveling the galaxy these past 5 years since Slasher's shuttle exploded, looking for clues. One of them I looked into was your father. That's how I came across his swords. Your father's legacy quickly begin to spread through rumors and gossip all over Earth after he died. Every area having something to add.
<Junior> Hm? What do you mean?
<Snipe> Well, basically, one thing is constant. People seem to believe that there is something to Garland's death, something special. I've heard that if you gather certain things, something will occur. Now, I've written down a list of all items I've heard and the list keeps getting bigger and bigger, but the core things are always there.
<Snipe> Some claim if you bring everything to one spot, something will happen. Some claim Garland himself will appear, others say you will claim his powers, even more some think a gate to heaven will appear. The minority think, perhaps, you will hear Garland's voice like God himself was speaking.
* Dahok tries once again to communicate with Mother Earth
<Ire> GM: *nothing there. Dahok can't do it*
* Ire frowns, immediately dismissing it as bull.
* Ayn looks up as she overhears this, and goes to open her mouth. She thinks better of it, and just listens up.
<Junior> His final legacy, going out with a bang big enough to raise himself to diety status... *looks disgusted*
<Snipe> Perhaps. But what if there's something more?
* Junior eyes Snipe.
* Ire reaches into his pocket, pulling out a piece of paper. It's old, as if he's been using the same one for five years now.
<Ire> NRP: Snipe did.
<Snipe> Some of this stuff I would deem impossible to collect. But, you know, this is Garland. However, this particular thing should be done by you, not I.
* Junior looks at the piece of paper.
* Ayn looks to Jr, like he's the luckiest person in the known universe
<Snipe> Do you want me to read this stuff to you?
<Junior> Go ahead...
* Snipe adjusts his reading glasses, looking at it.
<Snipe> 2 Gospel Swords.
<Snipe> 1 Emerald Sword.
<Snipe> Garland's pendant.
<Snipe> A person with the ability to commune with the dead.
<Snipe> A pound of soil from Earth and a pound of soil from Parnel.
<Snipe> 1 Gem. It doesn't specify, so I don't see how you will find it.
<Junior> ... Where did you get this list, again?
<Snipe> You will need the blood of Seraphna, Elayne, Angel, Lucas, Jonas, Sharlena, and yourself.
* Snipe glances up, giving a wry smile.
* Dahok awakes from his trance and looks over at his left wrist, he pulls up his gauntlet and looks at the green tatoo on his hand
<Snipe> 3 Father Figures need to be present. Alive or dead. Of course, I know only of ONE who is attainable.
<Junior> What do you mean?
<Snipe> I deduced that Dominator is one of them. I'm guessing Death Star is the other. DS, however, was last seen in a crystal. There will be NO moving him.
<Junior> NRP: This is starting to sound like one of the many Aeris revival guides on the internet. :P
<Ayn> Wait, he moves on his own!
<Ayn> I see him!
<Snipe> ...
* Snipe stares.
<Dahok> You see lots of things Ayn.
* Junior stares at Ayn, too.
* Ire coughs.
<Snipe> You will also need one friendly rival present.
<Silouette> ......
<Snipe> I can think of only one person.
<Ayn> No, really. At the college.
<Junior> Who's that?
<Snipe> Slasher. But, we don't know if he's alive or dead.
* Snipe looks a bit serious
<Snipe> You will also need the body of his nemesis. I'll guess it's Xevil, but Garland blew him up into particle dust, so getting his body will be impossible, I'm afraid.
* Dahok leans up and punch's the ground hard
<Junior> If it's impossible, why tell me these things?
<Snipe> Finally, you need a momento from every original Hunter from the Year Long War.
* Snipe pockets the list.
<Snipe> Never know. You might impress me.
<Ire> ....that sounds like the dumbest goose trace if I've ever heard.
<Ire> (chase)
* Snipe shrugs.
* Ayn shrugs, "We're looking for Slasher anyhow."
* Dahok push's himself up and begins walking towards the Altros
<Ire> I think we should go now. Fyro has the right idea.
* Ire stands up.
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*** Set by DeathStar on Sun Aug 10 23:54:10
* Snipe stands up, adjusting his glasses.
<Snipe> I'll see you guys around.
<Junior> You didn't answer the last part.
<Ayn> You can at least tell him that you hate him. I can't even tell my father that I love him. *stands, and walks away from Jr*
* Junior stands and looks at Snipe
<Ire> NRP: Snipe is currently Lagged.
<Junior> You didn't tell me where to take all these things.
<Snipe> Take them to the one place he called home.
* Ire walks behind Dahok, looking up at the Altros.
<Ire> I don't like that guy one bit
* Snipe begins to put out the camp fire.
<Junior> Well, if nothing else it'll help to pass the time.
<Junior> Except for the face he has the other gospel, who knows.
* Ayn slides besides Ire, "....He's arrogant, cocky, knows his shit....." She shrugs, "Of course he's not a likable guy."
<Ire> ...you seem to like him.
<Ayn> I'm insane, remember?
* Snipe watches them go.
<Snipe> Heh. *looks out* Alright, Dias. Lets go. *turns and walks away into the dark*
* Ayn turns around, "....Besides, he was a witness...."
* Ire boards the Altros, stepping into the hanger.
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* Junior glances over his shoulder at Snipe again. "If we get all the stuff I'll have to get that other sword from him."
* Ayn follows after Ire.
<Ire> I'll be getting some rest. We'll set out in the morning.
* Ire heads up to the quarters.
* Ayn sighs softly, and makes her way to the bridge. She looks out at the wasteland, and then closes her eyes.
<Ire> S.E.S.S.I.O.N E.N.D.S
Session Close: Tue Aug 12 00:57:16 2003