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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1280266" data-attributes="member: 9255">STRIKEFORCE: MORITURISEGMENT 016“I Need to Know What to Do”The Captain walked about stretching his taunt muscles.  He had in bed for too long.  He needed to get up and do something…anything…but think about…his shield.  He had saved a piece of the chipped off plastic.  He was unsure why and to what good it would do.  But it felt good in his pocket.  His walk grew into a jog and his jog into a run.All the time he thought about what was needed to be done.  The creature was the size of a tank but quicker than a motorbike.  It had to have a weakness.  But what was it?Vander was also restless.  He was outfitted in his repaired armor.  He was going through a series of moves and routines to check its flexibility and sturdiness.  It still held its psionic enchantments, which was a good sign.  If he believed in a god, he would have thanked him or her for that.  Instead he thanks Sersi whom built the armor for him all those years ago.He couldn’t help but wonder how the creature healed like it did.  While on the battle world Acheron, he had heard of a creature of similar size and healing.  A Troll.  But it lacked the strength and pure brutality.  So what was it?Jean studied her book of spells looking for something to bring down the beast.  She doubted she could on her own.  She knew they needed to work as a team.  From the description of the battle, teamwork, or the lack of, nearly defeated them against the soldiers.  Vander nearly killed them with a psionic explosion and The Captain ordered Christina into combat before allowing her to support either of them with her divine spells.  The Captain had no idea still what his team could do.  Megamania was so anti-magic that he was working against them.Megamania.What happened in the battlesite anyway?  Her spell completely fizzled that would have allowed him and her to fly away saving time and energy.  Was it her…or him that swallowed the spell’s might?  It was successfully caste.  She could feel the power flow.  It was active until…until she directed it onto him.  Strange.Christina meditated to her goddess.  Surely the Goddess of the realities could help her.  Mother and Mom were both strangely quiet.  Perhaps they too were reflecting on the events of the prior few days.  Momma slept all-day and sneaked snacks from Megamania’s food pack at night.  She was quiet also.The Captain returned about an hour later.  During the next four hours he sat down with each individual.  He discussed their feelings, thoughts and powers.  He knew he needed to get a better grip on what magic and psionics could do.  Why Divine and Arcane magic was different.  He even put aside his dislike and distrust of Megamania to discuss his special talents.He knew they had to sneak back into the city, as an entire group.  He knew finding the artifact would not be easy even with the Black Spider’s help.  He knew that even with a plan, the Maestro could kill any of them at a moment’s notice.  However, he was guaranteed that without a plan, they would possibly fail and die at the beast’s hands.So they formulated a plan.</blockquote>

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