tushanshu_logs | Palace Raid Mass Log

[ They show up at the time Vanessa and Una had specified, in the groups that Iorveth had left sectioned out in his notes. It isn't a large operation and it hadn't been designed to be - the Scoia'tel leader had always preferred something quick, quiet and deadly than a mob of charging warriors trying to be human battering rams against a solid wall. Conquer with courage rather than strength.

Well, perhaps this won't be done as quietly as Iorveth had intended, but never the less, efficient. They're all experts at what they do, and they know what they're looking for. Now it's just the making it in and out without being arrested in the process. Or running into the Emperor herself. Oops. ]

[Enjolras is damned determined that they're going to find some answers this time around if it kills him. When Enjolras is determined, he goes into a more intense mode than usual. Marius at least, may recognize this mode from the barricades; Enolras's face is set and his gaze is firmly fixed on something none of the others can see, as far off in the distance as it is. He's put on the red waistcoat he found offworld, in the death realm, and though he has no weapons to hand, his stern expression, the filt of his head, and the way he's very firmly avoiding jokes of any kind or even smiling at the others indicates how seriously he takes this.

It's time again, at last, to work for something that matters, and here he is, ready for that. It's time to find an answer for Grantaire, for Cosette, for his own reappearance here, and Korra's, to try, if he might, to determine specifics of what the empress is playing with, or at least to find something that points to it. Now it's time to spring to whatever he must again, and he is ready, not to fight with fists or gun, but with the ideals he's always held most dear, and for as great a purpose as he ever had.]

No man has any natural authority over his fellow men. Rosseau. [He says, quietly to both everyone, and no one all at once.] I am prepared.

Edited 2013-08-16 01:01 (UTC)

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Dorian frowns and pulls away from the lock, turning his set of picks around their keychain ring as if the rhythmic clinking could solve it. "This one isn't going to give either. Am I really that rusty?" It's rhetorical. He knows he isn't. He rises to his feet. "We should try the next before whoever is usually posted here comes back."

Vanessa stands to the side, gnawing at her lip nervously, something pretty unbecoming of one of the leaders of this whole raid. Still... "Don't worry about that. Catty's got the guards." There's a glance at her friend as she says that, trying to ignore the feelings of guilt that accompany it.

This is important, though, and a little memory loss isn't going to hurt anyone.

Catty shoots a smile over her shoulder at Dorian. "Take your time!" she reassures him. Everything from her expression to the way she's standing suggests that she's not taking this super seriously. If something important comes up, that'll change, but for right now she's enjoying herself.

Footsteps echo down the hall, and she sighs. "Speak of the devil. Just keep doing what you're doing!"

The kedan guard rounds the corner, and before he has time to even register what he's seeing, Catty is in his mind. The guard stops in his tracks like he's been frozen in place as the girl gently plucks at his memories and motivations, rearranging things. "You've already checked this section," she says calmly. "You heard the dis - uh, the commotion on the other side of the palace and are going to go and investigate that."

The kedan nods, turning woodenly and staggering off. He breaks into a run as Catty relaxes her grip on his mind and turns back to the other two, smiling. "Right! Let's keep going?"

Vanessa should relax, Dorian thinks, but then perhaps it's better for her overall if she stays uncomfortable with something like this. He keeps half an eye on what Catty does as he tries the next lock. "Well, that was a little dubious," he mutters. "I'm envious."

But this lock gives. Dorian's triumph reigns just in an "Ahah!" and a cocky little smile (undeserved, given how many locks he failed) and he opens the door to the elegant, grand marble room. "Well, well. Here's a pretty room. Shall we have a look?"

"Dubious doesn't even begin to explain it," Vanessa huffs, but she knows it was something necessary. They can't be caught. Can't be thrown into the Emperor's jail. Not that she would actually allow that to happen, unless her powers went on the fritz again.

She looks around once Dorian gets the one door to open, leaning in past the frame. It's beautiful, but that's not so unusual. Every place in the palace has its own sort of beauty to it.

"Looks like we've found the bath." Awesome.

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Finding the library is, frustratingly, not any easier the third or fourth time one does it; Eshai wasn't kidding about the damn thing moving. She, Amon, and Sabriel have discovered an office, seemingly empty for some time to judge from the dust. There's a pile of books on a desk in the centre of the room, and a key.

Una stops to look at the key, but hesitates before picking it up.

Sabriel blinks, and then nods after scrutinizing the key for a few moments

"I think it's safe- there's some power in it, but it doesn't feel like a trap." Not to mention that magical keys and locks seemed perfectly sensible to Sabriel- they were harder to pick than mundane ones, after all.

Sabriel picked up one of the books and set it down after glancing over a few pages- nothing of use, as far as she could tell.

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[ 'Distraction' is pretty much Roy's specialty, honestly. And really? He could have come in here sans weapons completely and managed. He is so obnoxious it's a talent. But having the weapons, especially the ones that flash and go boom, definitely doesn't hurt. Which is pretty much what's going on while he's sticking a glob of something vaguely bomb-ish looking to a door, stepping back a few paces, and then giving one of the stylish quick turn things to shoot an arrow at it.

Door go big badda boom. Wood pieces errywhar. Also smoke. WEEEE. Michael Bay, eat your heart out. And here's Roy giving a gigglesnort back at Leo, Percy and Annabeth. ]

I didn't really need to shoot it. Just cooler that way. Totally could've used the remote.

[This is not exactly what Annabeth had been hoping for with the whole distraction part of this invasion. Technically, it serves exactly that purpose; she just wish they hadn't gone so big so fast.]

[And she's about to vocalize her gripe with it, when she hears the sounds of running. Percy and Leo are too busy being distracted by the distraction themselves, and she's pretty sure Roy's still basking over it. She slides on her cap and disappears, just in time for three guards to cough their way through the smoke of the explosion.]

[Before they can call out and sound more alarms, Annabeth's behind them, slamming the hilt of her knife into the back of one of them, sending him to the ground. The other two look over at their fallen comrade, but it's barely ten seconds later before the both of them go down, too.]

Way to go, genius! [She doesn't come back into sight, listening carefully for the sounds of anyone else that might have been lured over by the explosion. There's bound to be more, and better to keep the advantage she has right now.] We need to move, unless we want to get caught before anything else.

Dude. [There's a big fat grin on Percy's face right now] Definitely cooler. Could you like--

[He breaks off the second Annabeth slides her hat on. Roy might be surprised to note that Percy pulls out not a weapon, but a ballpoint pen - at least, that's what it looks like, up until the moment he uncaps the pen and it morphs into a sword in his hand.] Uh oh.

[Before he can to anything to help, though, Annabeth's already taken care of it. Percy gives her a look of mixed pride and annoyance] Show off.

[That's directed at her. Not Roy, who just shot a detonator with an arrow. Totally Annabeth]

[Leo looks equally impressed, almost excited really, because he is totally going to ask Roy what the components to the bomb are and can they please make some more when this is all over because how cool is that.

And then Annabeth has disappeared, and so Leo steps back. He's not exactly willing to use his fire powers in front of someone he barely knows, but he readies himself, just in case.

...Which apparently isn't at all needed, because Annabeth knocks the guards out in no time. THANKS, SISTER IN SCIENCE. He looks pretty relieved that it's over just as quick and puts on a smile, then claps his hands together.]

So! Close call, huh?

[ Leo bb he will talk your face off about components and they can make them all day for as long as supplies last.

With the sound of footfalls approaching, Roy's casually notching an arrow, still grinning from his super awesome explosion, and he had been raising the bow to take out some kneecaps, but then Annabeth is invisible and doing invisible things. Okay, well, that works too. She gets a snort and an eyeroll for the scolding and he shrugs. ]

Uh, yeah, you're welcome - what kind of distractions are you guys used to?

[ Granted, the Outlaws tends to be considered somewhere around clinically insane, and if there isn't a field of tanks chasing them, it's not really that much of a distraction. W/e w/e, it's all gravy. He just shoots the others a wide grin as he starts making his way down another hallway - like Annabeth said, they need to move. ]

The Lord doth sayeth - go big or go home.

[Percy gets an invisible punch for the show-off remark.]

The smart kind, when we have a say in it. [She snaps it.] The aftermaths of which we're more prepared to deal with. The kind that won't get us caught before we're done.

[But she's already moving, too, still invisible; one less perpetrator seen by the guards, the better. But they should probably get a little further away, before setting off any other bombs. Or anything else. This is her plan, at least.]

[Really, explosions are standard. But when given the opportunity, more control pls.] The more locations we can hit up, the better. The guards will be more scattered that way, once it becomes more clear there's people who aren't supposed to be here.

[Though it's abundantly clear that Roy falls into the Percy-and-Leo form of distraction, and she starts trying to figure out how to work with that, too.]

Hey, ow. [The others can't see what hit him, but Percy doesn't seem bothered or surprised. He just grins at where he assumes his girlfriend is.

He turns back to Roy, walking easily backwards as they get on the move] We try for the smart kind. But we also have wide an varied experience with the dumb kind, the desperate kind, and the exploding kind.

[And then more seriously] Annabeth's right, though. There are pipes all through this place though, and fountains everywhere. Plenty of ammo for me.

[ They'd made it out intact, and with some information to boot, and despite the occasional scare, they're mostly unharmed. The mission could be considered a success. Iorveth had marked down a location just outside the borders of Keeliai, where the vegetation has begun to fade and the bare shell is showing through in places, for them to meet and go over what they discovered.

It's a hut in a burned out village, but it's something. ]

[ Roy's one of the last to make it back, given that he'd been trying to salvage anything he could after the rest were out - it pains him to leave roybots, even totally busted ones, there when he could take them home and either fix or reoutfit them. So it's with a backpack of metal bits sticking out all over that he makes his way into the burnt out village and flops onto the ground, melodramatic. ]

One of you better have found something good, or I just wasted a whole lot of scrap metal for a butt-ton of nothing.

[Una's been pacing, waiting for everyone to get back in one piece. She gives Roy a look.]

Rest easy, Roy. I think we've got a few things to show for our labours.

[ He finds a charred stump to plop down on and rolls a shoulder as he looks up to her, voice fairly pleasant and relaxed considering the situation. ]

Yeah? Ballin'. You guys make it through okay - no guards?

Nothing that Amon and Sabriel couldn't handle. [She smiles; her teammates did good work, after all.]

I think we managed to pull a good amount away. Would've been more if Annabeth let the explosions go but whatever. [ explosions are the best distractions okok ] So what'd you guys find?

A journal. It's got promise, I think. I'm hoping Sabriel can learn more about it.

Journal? Anything we're able to read?

[She nods.] Luckily, yes. An account of another attempt to deal with ... our nameless friend. With an idea that might or might not have been tried.

I may have found something. [Sabriel's excitement is only partially concealed, and she shows him the journal.]

Does anyone else besides Zelgadis have magical training? I want to study this a bit more... but I think whoever wrote this was working out a way to seal our enemy- permanently.

[ Roy makes an 8O face and reaches up to take it from her, being careful with it. ]

For real? Score... [ He sets the journal on his lap and thumbs through a little, looking over it. Huh. ] Magical training, magical training... No one comes to mind. The demigod kids that were with me had some mad skills, though? Maybe ask Percy, Leo and Annabeth?

I'd like to keep it, if you don't mind? Everyone's welcome to look at it, but I'd feel safer if it's kept under every protective ward I can create.

And we need to find out what Bysaliat is- maybe it's the world the Kedan came from?

Oh, yeah, definitely. [ After glancing over it he hands it back. He thinks on the word, muttering it a couple times. ]

Might wanna be careful where we're asking around. If the Emperor catches wind of it we might end up in a dungeon for a while.

Palace Raid Mass Log

PRE-RAID

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Sneaking Group #1: Marius, Enjolras, Damian & Zel

Sneaking Group #2: Vanessa, Catty, Dorian

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i am only a little late, i promise

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they are extremely fashionable people here

Sneaking Group #3: Una, Amon, Sabriel

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Distraction Group: Leo, Roy, Percy, Annabeth

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