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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 7449286" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 58, Part One - Scrambled Circuits</strong></p><p></p><p>When Quratulain raised her weapons, it dawned on the others that something was very much amiss. She looked a mess: mask cracked; fleshless face exposed; amour worn away to nothing and hanging off her limbs where the bolts had eroded entirely. “A king who shouldn’t be a king; a woman who shouldn’t be alive; and only you in a position to free us from this place,” she said. Bemused, Korrigan calmly, slowly handed Kai off to Gupta. Then he asked Quratulain to tell him what the problem was. “Prove that you’re not going to leave me here. Prove it or die.”</p><p></p><p>Korrigan sat down. “If you want to kill me you are free to do so at any point.” Korrigan asked a few more questions, during which exchange it became clear that, despite her vast mathematical acumen, Quratulain now laboured under the delusion that they were still trapped in the Bleak Gate. She was also obsessed with the idea that Korrigan planned to abandon her, swap her out for Dame Jillian, and renege on the deal they had made in the Vault of Heresies. “The deal we had hasn’t changed,” he said. “We are still on the path to stop Nicodemus, and William Miller.”</p><p></p><p>Quratulain tilted her head. “You seem to have lost your wits. You are not leaving me behind. Prove to me that you do not intend to do that. How do I know that I can trust you?”</p><p></p><p>Andrei butted in impatiently: “Because you’re <em>here</em>!” Quratulain glanced at him sharply and assessed him. (She quickly calculated how many bits she would need to chop him into to stop him regenerating.)</p><p></p><p>The rational approach was not working, so Korrigan appealed to Quratulain on an emotional level. “Stay close to me, Quratulain,” said Korrigan. “We’re getting out of here. But just so you know you can trust me…” He slowly reached into his pack and drew out Ottavia Sacerdote’s headband. He told Quratulain that she could use it to read his thoughts. Cautiously, she accepted it and put it on. She looked into his mind and saw the truth behind his words, and gradually relaxed her guns.</p><p></p><p>“She’s broken,” whispered Uru. “We need to get her to the Clockwork King.” Uru looked broken himself – even more faded than usual. Like everyone else, he was running on empty.</p><p></p><p>Shattered, after days without sleep, they still could not afford to rest without finding out what was going on. They were over an hour away from the city, deep in the bayou. They discussed priorities: sending Gupta to talk to the Dockers; sending Uru to the Nettles to with a written message for Isaac, the mayor. Lauren Cyneburg suggested that she head for the Battalion, which was fairly close by, and round up reinforcements.</p><p></p><p>Andrei was again impatient. “Shouldn’t we be kicking Stanfield’s door down?” Stanfield sent Festoon and the man in the stove-pipe hat after Uriel; Stanfield and the same two individuals were present when Andrei was kidnapped by Nicodemus; they also matched the description of the pair who came to take Isobel to ‘Elfaivar’. If anyone knew where Isobel was, it was Stanfield.</p><p></p><p>But they did not want to show their hand too soon. Better to keep the Ob in the dark as long as possible. Uru’s garden was safe from divination. He broke off from a conversation with Rumdoom’s deep fey retinue and excitedly invited everyone to accompany him there. He hoped to be able to use the whispers of the city’s ghosts to learn as much as he could about what was going on. It was anybody’s guess where he would find the energy to manage that.</p><p></p><p>Despite the issues affecting teleportation, Leon was able to create a portal to the clockwork circle he and Uru had set up in the garden. When they arrived, the jungle deep faen were very much at home, but Dame Jillian and the palace guards were appalled. It wasn’t the most relaxing place to bed down, with strange malice insects flitting about bleak vegetation, in a garden fertilized by severed limbs. Uru’s murals were coming along nicely, though. The one where he floored the colossus was complete and work had already begun on the Torments of Tokoloshe.</p><p></p><p>Uru took himself off to a quiet space, clambering up an outcropping of rock to a web-like hammock. There he entered a trance and reached out to Flint itself for answers. The ghosts of the city came to him, and told him tales.</p><p></p><p>Leon took Quratulain to Alden Wondermaker – the Clockwork King. He was in his underground lair, in a disused quarry. Wondermaker was taken aback and embarrassed to be caught in his ‘least presentable form’ – a mechanical ‘brain’ inside a frosted glass jar, around the neck of a mind-controlled fomorian. He asked for a few moments to ‘slip into something more appropriate’ and returned in the form of a dapper mechanical gentleman, complete with cane, cloak and top hat. He tutted and lamented over Quratulain’s current condition, her outer shell having almost completely melted away. But he remained full of admiration for the workmanship beneath: her limbs and other mechanical parts. “They simply cannot be improved,” he intoned, “quite exquisite. Your outer shell, on the other hand. Last time we met I took the liberty of suggesting I might modernise it. Fortunately for you, my dear, I couldn’t help myself. Follow me and we’ll get you fixed up.” Leon left Quratulain behind, as she agreed to submit to Wondermaker’s make-over.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 7449286, member: 79141"] [b]Session 58, Part One - Scrambled Circuits[/b] When Quratulain raised her weapons, it dawned on the others that something was very much amiss. She looked a mess: mask cracked; fleshless face exposed; amour worn away to nothing and hanging off her limbs where the bolts had eroded entirely. “A king who shouldn’t be a king; a woman who shouldn’t be alive; and only you in a position to free us from this place,” she said. Bemused, Korrigan calmly, slowly handed Kai off to Gupta. Then he asked Quratulain to tell him what the problem was. “Prove that you’re not going to leave me here. Prove it or die.” Korrigan sat down. “If you want to kill me you are free to do so at any point.” Korrigan asked a few more questions, during which exchange it became clear that, despite her vast mathematical acumen, Quratulain now laboured under the delusion that they were still trapped in the Bleak Gate. She was also obsessed with the idea that Korrigan planned to abandon her, swap her out for Dame Jillian, and renege on the deal they had made in the Vault of Heresies. “The deal we had hasn’t changed,” he said. “We are still on the path to stop Nicodemus, and William Miller.” Quratulain tilted her head. “You seem to have lost your wits. You are not leaving me behind. Prove to me that you do not intend to do that. How do I know that I can trust you?” Andrei butted in impatiently: “Because you’re [I]here[/I]!” Quratulain glanced at him sharply and assessed him. (She quickly calculated how many bits she would need to chop him into to stop him regenerating.) The rational approach was not working, so Korrigan appealed to Quratulain on an emotional level. “Stay close to me, Quratulain,” said Korrigan. “We’re getting out of here. But just so you know you can trust me…” He slowly reached into his pack and drew out Ottavia Sacerdote’s headband. He told Quratulain that she could use it to read his thoughts. Cautiously, she accepted it and put it on. She looked into his mind and saw the truth behind his words, and gradually relaxed her guns. “She’s broken,” whispered Uru. “We need to get her to the Clockwork King.” Uru looked broken himself – even more faded than usual. Like everyone else, he was running on empty. Shattered, after days without sleep, they still could not afford to rest without finding out what was going on. They were over an hour away from the city, deep in the bayou. They discussed priorities: sending Gupta to talk to the Dockers; sending Uru to the Nettles to with a written message for Isaac, the mayor. Lauren Cyneburg suggested that she head for the Battalion, which was fairly close by, and round up reinforcements. Andrei was again impatient. “Shouldn’t we be kicking Stanfield’s door down?” Stanfield sent Festoon and the man in the stove-pipe hat after Uriel; Stanfield and the same two individuals were present when Andrei was kidnapped by Nicodemus; they also matched the description of the pair who came to take Isobel to ‘Elfaivar’. If anyone knew where Isobel was, it was Stanfield. But they did not want to show their hand too soon. Better to keep the Ob in the dark as long as possible. Uru’s garden was safe from divination. He broke off from a conversation with Rumdoom’s deep fey retinue and excitedly invited everyone to accompany him there. He hoped to be able to use the whispers of the city’s ghosts to learn as much as he could about what was going on. It was anybody’s guess where he would find the energy to manage that. Despite the issues affecting teleportation, Leon was able to create a portal to the clockwork circle he and Uru had set up in the garden. When they arrived, the jungle deep faen were very much at home, but Dame Jillian and the palace guards were appalled. It wasn’t the most relaxing place to bed down, with strange malice insects flitting about bleak vegetation, in a garden fertilized by severed limbs. Uru’s murals were coming along nicely, though. The one where he floored the colossus was complete and work had already begun on the Torments of Tokoloshe. Uru took himself off to a quiet space, clambering up an outcropping of rock to a web-like hammock. There he entered a trance and reached out to Flint itself for answers. The ghosts of the city came to him, and told him tales. Leon took Quratulain to Alden Wondermaker – the Clockwork King. He was in his underground lair, in a disused quarry. Wondermaker was taken aback and embarrassed to be caught in his ‘least presentable form’ – a mechanical ‘brain’ inside a frosted glass jar, around the neck of a mind-controlled fomorian. He asked for a few moments to ‘slip into something more appropriate’ and returned in the form of a dapper mechanical gentleman, complete with cane, cloak and top hat. He tutted and lamented over Quratulain’s current condition, her outer shell having almost completely melted away. But he remained full of admiration for the workmanship beneath: her limbs and other mechanical parts. “They simply cannot be improved,” he intoned, “quite exquisite. Your outer shell, on the other hand. Last time we met I took the liberty of suggesting I might modernise it. Fortunately for you, my dear, I couldn’t help myself. Follow me and we’ll get you fixed up.” Leon left Quratulain behind, as she agreed to submit to Wondermaker’s make-over. [/QUOTE]
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