victormakesart | (no subject)

It feels good to suit up. It feels better to get going on doing something constructive.

She straps her mask on over her face-- the one with the gas mask adjustment inside, because she doesn't really know what to expect, and it's better to be safe.

Her pack is on and fueled, and her leg braces aren't on, even though they make her feel better. She doesn't want to risk looking weak in front of potential assailants.

The kids are asleep, all except the baby and Jude. (One is reading a Particle Physics book under his blanket like Vic doesn't know it, and one is fussing like a howler monkey but Cole mutters a sleepy "I got it I got it" as Vic gives him a kiss on the cheek. I'll let you decide which is which.)

She PINs to Lorne's.

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slayers_desire

Once Victor PINpoints to the back area of the bar, where the Scoobies gather, it won't be long to find April. After all, she is sitting on the floor, meditating, in her Dark Oak costume. And there is no sign of anyone else around.

But it does seem that April is talking to someone.

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victormakesart

Vic plops down on a chair, not wanting to disturb April. She doesn't entirely understand April's way of accessing her powers, and she's kind of scared of interrupting-- the way you're not supposed to wake a sleepwalker.

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slayers_desire

There is a dim haze around April, and when Victor sits quietly, there is a shift in the air. And suddenly, where there was no one before, are three woman.

The woman are dressed in silk robes, and gesture to Victor to come forth.

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victormakesart

She does that macho little upwards nod, walks toward them with a slight amount of trepidation. Her bird mask, as always, completely shelters her expression.

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slayers_desire

"You will have to meditate to hear them, Doc. They are in a dimension, separate from our own."

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victormakesart

"Oh, uh. Shoot, okay." She's never been very good at meditating. Her mind is full of traps that she's set for telepaths, and she's paranoid and wound up about 79% of the time. All the same, she scuttles back to her chair, and closes her eyes, and takes deep breaths, and hopes that works.

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slayers_desire

All she has to do is open her mind to their voices, and not let down any of her traps, or paranoia.

And then she will hear them. When they talk, they speak as one. But not as a harmonious three-voices-in-one manner, but instead the first speaks the first word, the second speaks the second word, and the third speaks the third word --- and so forth, that it flows together, but in a halting manner at the same time.

"We need to act quickly, without being seen," the Fates explain.

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victormakesart

Got it, she thinks, relieved that they're coming through, preparing for whatever this new mission entails. What do you need?

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slayers_desire

"We have asked for masks, so the quest stays hidden. It must be kept secret. And if all is successful, we will provide a favor." The Furies explain.

"There is someone draining their powers. Stealing their abilities, and the abilities of others like them. They need us to find out who..." April states.

((I keep calling them the Fates, instead of the Furies. Sigh))

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victormakesart

A spike of hope. Almost painful in its potency. "Any favor? And do you have any leads?"

She's embarrassed at herself; of course she doesn't care about the reward, but it isn't for her that she wants it.

((That's an easy mistake to make! *hugs!*))

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slayers_desire

"A favor." The Furies reply, not specifying in detail.

"They are unable to interact with this dimension, so are unable to tell us anything to give us direction, unfortunately."

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victormakesart

"Okay," she says. "Are they from here, is there any... talisman, any source for their power, a prophesy?"

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slayers_desire

"We are what we are..."

"They are known as the Transuding Furies... and they placed the protection spell on the Caritas."

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victormakesart

Cryptic with great up-dos and homecoming dresses, welcome to the 90s, Victor thinks, in spite of herself, and her face flushes. "Thank you. We'll do what we can. What exactly do you transude?"

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slayers_desire

In answer, they sing... and their voices come together as one, as they perform a powerful, magical song. And for a moment, in the song, it will seem that anything is possible.

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victormakesart

Hope, a violent hope, burns in her chest, expands in her. This is going to be what saves Lorne, she knows it.

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slayers_desire

The Furies slowly disappear from sight, their songs the last thing that echoes around the back area of the bar. April stands slowly, "They can not stay long in our dimension."

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victormakesart

"Understandable. I guess... we're looking for a place to start. Did they tell you when their symptoms began?"

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slayers_desire

"The same time when Lorne started getting sick. But as with Lorne, the symptoms were not noticeable for quite some time."

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victormakesart

"Maybe if we fix one we heal the other," she says, jaw clenching tight to prevent a wave of elation.

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slayers_desire

"Careful Doc." April doesn't want Victor getting her hopes elated too much...

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victormakesart

"I mean, I don't believe in coincidence. And you said there were three, and they were humming."

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slayers_desire

"We just have to be careful, if the Furies are linked to Lorne's illness, we can't be completely trustworthy towards their intentions."

"I also saw the world crumbling apart, after all."