Trial the First

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

Who: Jade Curtiss and anyone who would like to join in the plot! (Fighting will be involved)
When: Late evening the 23rd
Where: Central Plaza
Style: Action or Prose!
Status: Open

[Jade had been somewhat missing from the apartments. After all, the man hadn't been in his right head. Something had just begun to deteriorate. He was still there enough to know that he needed to be around the Coral for now, just to keep himself sane and... well, alive. He was currently sitting on top of the Coral, murmuring to himself and reciting what sounded like some kind of chant. It flitted between what sounded like an equation and just mumbles in some other language.

In his hands was a small glyph, constantly shifting and moving under his gaze. What he was attempting was unknown, but he seemed solely focused on it and it alone, whatever he was saying having some impact on the shining lines floating above his hands.]

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

[ Oh.

That is somewhat interesting. Duke had been planning on touching the coral and just being done with it, but he stops, watching that ... formula?

Its magic, that much he is sure, so he will stand here and watch. Yup. ]

[rainbowarch]

[There's nothing quite like the end of a long day's work. After Cielo's shift has finished at the clinic, he figured he was going to go straight back to the Embryon base and on his way, he passes by the coral.

When he hears the chanting, he stops to look at the source and simply stares at the man seated on top of coral. There's something quite eerie about it, not like anything he had seen in the two worlds he's come from.]

...hey, you okay?

[immoralflame]

[A visit to the coral was just one of a few things he had theoretically planned for today. "Theoretically" because Sol more often acted as he wished and not based on any sort of schedule, though it was something he probably needed to do anyway. Nowhere on that theoretical (and really, probably more metaphysical) schedule was there running into someone sitting on the coral and muttering to himself.

The glyph, honestly, was a bit more interesting. He was silent at first, eying it, watching Jade as he modified and pulled on the shimmering image.]

Pro'lly a bad idea t'pull on th'coral like that.

[Theory, but it'd make sense. The coral pulled on them, so pulling back would be a valid concept. Practical or actually feasible? Different story.]

[relinquishing]

[It's the flickering of Ancient Ispanian in amongst the chanting that nabs Guy's attention, even before he actually recognizes the voice. After days of fruitless searching, he's not sure whether to be relieved or horrified to see that this is where the Colonel has parked himself for the time being. But at least he's still alive.

Too bad the blonde doesn't have those glasses with him. But right now, his options are to either go back to fetch them and lose Jade all over again in the process, or see if there's some way to temporarily pacify him.

Pacifying Jade Curtiss... now why did that sound utterly impossible?

Guy's motions are calm and cautious as he steps up to the coral, a hand staying close to the sword at his hip.]

That's quite a perch you've found, huh, Jade?

[devwocean]

[Dualscar isn't necessarily the most considerate person, and he already knew that Jade was having difficulties of some description, even if the human refused to admit it. When he sees the man standing there, performing some kind of magic - hey, since when could Jade do magic? Is that really magic? - he moves towards him immediately]

Wwhat're you doin', Jade?