[alright cool straightup ignoring the creature. it's not important. bye
what happens if he puts his Dynamo right up in their spooky light business, can he touch it (by proxy)? does it move, react, do anything at all? is it still strobing like a rave?]
Dynamo cannot touch the lights, because they are on the other side of the fog. If Dynamo does a scan, it will be able to discern that the lights are part of a greater whole. Something humanoid-shaped. Something that is furiously knocking against the fog barrier.]
Oho? So the specimen has some intelligence after all...
[yeah yeah "i know you" he gets it, this is getting old. he's already decided to ignore that for now in favor of being even more obnoxious, so in that vein—]
And to whom do I owe the pleasure? Please, refresh my memory. It's been oh so long.
congrats on being the first to get a name out of them
[he actually got a name... interesting. he taps a hand to his chin, considering this creature carefully. he's inclined not to trust something from the forest-side, but since Nene is also from that side...]
Noted. I appreciate your concern. Now, why are you out here so late at night? Staying out of trouble, I hope?
[The five lights turn, as if they're looking back at something. Probably the fucking creature lurking back there. They look forward again after a short moment.
The orblike lights shrink to the size of slits.]
Moder.
In trouble, actually. ...assistance getting out... can't fend off that thing... much longer.
[??? yes, "mother" what about her... ugh, cryptids am i right
he can make out just enough of the second part tho. he frowns slightly through the holoscreen before offering a reluctant smile.]
... Sorry, but I'm afraid it's rather difficult for me to trust what you're saying. I hope you understand. [he's intrigued but he ain't helping, but if it does indeed "know" him then perhaps it'll still appreciate the honesty.]
[his expression doesn't change (the joys of a digital avatar) but boy there sure is a pause there
hmmm.]
I'd hate to lose a patient... but I'm not sure I understand how her situation would relate to yours, in this scenario. Perhaps if you explained yourself more clearly...?
Back in his safe and cozy room, Add has his hands knit together in front of him, staring at this feed with a head full of thoughts. He has to be cautious. He can't just take this bizarre entity at its word, whether it claims to know him or not... words are cheap. Anyone could make a claim like "oh, I'm actually an important guardian here to protect you all, let me into the Grove!!" and then turn around and slaughter everyone. He isn't stupid enough to make such a careless move.
... but there's caution to be had in inaction as well. Ignored warnings, declined alliances...
he rubs at his temples, trying to focus when he knows he hasn't slept in at least a day. maybe he shouldn't be making calls like this in his current state.
[he sighs from the other side. he got the last parts, but the actual steps—]
Sorry, could you repeat that first part? There seems to be some interference... if it is indeed something that requires a doctor, I won't be much help if I don't know who I'm looking for.
[The fog's interference is completely random and completely frustrating... this is the third time tonight they've tried to deliver this message and everyone else seemed to get the gist of it.
Add might have to put together the bits and pieces because the fog sure does not want them to be talking. But the phrase is repeated:]
When... New Moon comes, c... to the Purifier, ...is the First Sentinel, the... Guardian.
What does Chung have to do with this? [if he sounds a little defensive suddenly... well, he's not worried, he's just interested in what they might've talked about or if this has anything to do with Chung's recent bout of memory loss...]
Purifier... Zahliya, whatever it is you want to call yourself. I will consider your request, but do be aware that if you lie to me or bring harm to the people under my care, I will consider our agreement void. Is that clear?
Don't call me by that name. Just "Doctor" is fine.
[...there's so much more he wants to ask now, but just the act of asking about it feels too... naive? embarrassing? desperate? he's not sure how he should describe it, but he's going to keep pretending he doesn't care. right, back on the important topic...]
On the new moon, you will be called for. Don't be late.
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what happens if he puts his Dynamo right up in their spooky light business, can he touch it (by proxy)? does it move, react, do anything at all? is it still strobing like a rave?]
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Dynamo cannot touch the lights, because they are on the other side of the fog. If Dynamo does a scan, it will be able to discern that the lights are part of a greater whole. Something humanoid-shaped. Something that is furiously knocking against the fog barrier.]
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alright. new plan. could be a worse plan but hey
there's a buzz of static as he opens up an audio channel, activating holoscreen projector...]
Sorry, but no one is available to answer at this time. Please leave a name, message, and method of contact, and someone will get back to you.
[beeeeep]
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You literally haven't changed.
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[yeah yeah "i know you" he gets it, this is getting old. he's already decided to ignore that for now in favor of being even more obnoxious, so in that vein—]
And to whom do I owe the pleasure? Please, refresh my memory. It's been oh so long.
congrats on being the first to get a name out of them
You snark. ...you have... what the Mother is after. Be cautious.
Zahliya.
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[he actually got a name... interesting. he taps a hand to his chin, considering this creature carefully. he's inclined not to trust something from the forest-side, but since Nene is also from that side...]
Noted. I appreciate your concern. Now, why are you out here so late at night? Staying out of trouble, I hope?
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The orblike lights shrink to the size of slits.]
Moder.
In trouble, actually. ...assistance getting out... can't fend off that thing... much longer.
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he can make out just enough of the second part tho. he frowns slightly through the holoscreen before offering a reluctant smile.]
... Sorry, but I'm afraid it's rather difficult for me to trust what you're saying. I hope you understand. [he's intrigued but he ain't helping, but if it does indeed "know" him then perhaps it'll still appreciate the honesty.]
What is it you're fending off, if I may ask?
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She's after Nene.
[Will you listen NOW.]
I'm trying... keep you all from... hurt. Moder can't... past where She stands now.
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hmmm.]I'd hate to lose a patient... but I'm not sure I understand how her situation would relate to yours, in this scenario. Perhaps if you explained yourself more clearly...?
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Zahliya is so tired.]
Moder breaking in... certain doom for you all. I am... the First Sentinel... Grove's Guardian.
But I cannot... stand against her alone. My strength wanes.
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Back in his safe and cozy room, Add has his hands knit together in front of him, staring at this feed with a head full of thoughts. He has to be cautious. He can't just take this bizarre entity at its word, whether it claims to know him or not... words are cheap. Anyone could make a claim like "oh, I'm actually an important guardian here to protect you all, let me into the Grove!!" and then turn around and slaughter everyone. He isn't stupid enough to make such a careless move.
... but there's caution to be had in inaction as well. Ignored warnings, declined alliances...
he rubs at his temples, trying to focus when he knows he hasn't slept in at least a day. maybe he shouldn't be making calls like this in his current state.
but anyway.]
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...the New Moon comes, call to ...Purifier, He Who... First Sentinel, the Grove's Guardian... me.
I... purify the corruption. Too much... I start to weaken. That's where I'm at now.
You're a doctor. You can help... I can return to the fog then. Deal with Moder.
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Sorry, could you repeat that first part? There seems to be some interference... if it is indeed something that requires a doctor, I won't be much help if I don't know who I'm looking for.
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Add might have to put together the bits and pieces because the fog sure does not want them to be talking. But the phrase is repeated:]
When... New Moon comes, c... to the Purifier, ...is the First Sentinel, the... Guardian.
The magic should allow... pass through.
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[..............yeah so he heard it he's just kind of stupid, sorry]
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Proper noun. "Purifier".
That's me.
Go ask Chung. He understands better than you.
[No interference on that one, maybe the fog is okay with blatant sass.]
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Purifier... Zahliya, whatever it is you want to call yourself. I will consider your request, but do be aware that if you lie to me or bring harm to the people under my care, I will consider our agreement void. Is that clear?
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Heard and acknowledged.
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he clears his throat. firmly,]
Don't call me by that name. Just "Doctor" is fine.
[...there's so much more he wants to ask now, but just the act of asking about it feels too... naive? embarrassing? desperate? he's not sure how he should describe it, but he's going to keep pretending he doesn't care. right, back on the important topic...]
On the new moon, you will be called for. Don't be late.
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I won't be. You'll see.
[With that declaration made, the green lights shift, looking off to the side. Whoever or whatever is within the fog bolts into the forest.
The antlered creature from earlier bolts after.]