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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 7609869" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 226, Part Four</strong></p><p></p><p>After the council meeting, Quratulain withdrew completely. She did not take up her normal place by the king’s side, as his (and Kai’s) constant guardian. When she was absent in the past, there was always a good reason. A hunch (and a couple of prompts from Kai) sent Korrigan looking for her in the wee small hours. He was glad that he did. Quratulain was in her chambers. She had removed her body armour and lay sprawled on her bed. Her abdomen betrayed obvious signs of superficial damage, and the walls of her bedchamber the evident scars of lightning strikes. “I’ve been taken over by a parasite,” she said. “I do not know what it is or where it came from. Perhaps the gidim implanted it? I have tried to cut it out, but it has proved resistant to my efforts. I tried to summon you mentally. Did it work?”</p><p></p><p>Korrigan could not say if his hunch had been a consequence of her attempt or not, but told her that telepathy didn’t work like that. Leaving these technicalities aside for now, he offered to examine her. It didn’t take long for him to determine that she was pregnant. </p><p></p><p>The news broke a month-old dream. Taken aback, Quratulain did not share it with Korrigan right away, but came down during breakfast later that same morning and confessed: Shortly before they set off for Ursalina, she had been visited in the night by the Father of Thunder, who had taken humanoid form. (The titan told her he was responding to her mental summons – a fact she omitted from her account to the king.) She dreamed of their sexual union that night, but never imagined it was real until now. Having firmly established the cause of her pregnancy, she appeared restored and sanguine. Contented, even?</p><p></p><p>Later she asked Uriel to contact the Father of Thunder and give him the good news. Uriel sensed amusement in her tone, which was quite out of character. He realised this was a practical joke, and to reward her for this human display, went through with it, doing his best to act surprised when he was struck by lightning.</p><p></p><p>Having reacted instinctively by blasting Uriel, the Father of Thunder responded when he heard the message: “Thank you for letting me know. I hope that mother and baby are doing well. Sorry about the lightning!”</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">*</p><p></p><p>The Quarry of the Clockwork King served as a dry dock for the Coaltongue. Admiral Smith oversaw preparations and final adjustments. When the unit began to gather, in the hours before they flew to Cauldron Hill, they received a message from Benedict Pemberton, requesting that they not shoot down his flier.</p><p></p><p>With this agreed, it wasn’t long before they heard the buzz of an engine, and a Pemberton Industries dragon-flier came into land, piloted by Pardo (in duplicant form). In the rear section was another duplicant, this one unoccupied. They averted their eyes as Pardo disembarked. (His smock was, as always, too short and his gonads, as always, too large). Jumping to the ground, he raised his goggles and greeted them with a sideways snigger. Then he told them his master had sent them this flier to replace the one they had lost. “Not that you deserve it. But as a sign of his continued allegiance and support.” Pardo then requested that he and the empty duplicant be allowed to board the Coaltongue. “So we can be of assistance when we aren’t otherwise engaged.”</p><p></p><p>Leon asked Uru to inspect the duplicants thoroughly, which he did. Pardo by turns sniggered and rolled his eyes. Uru declared them to be free from high explosives, and it was decided that – on balance – the risk was worth it. Pardo and the duplicant were welcomed on board.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">*</p><p></p><p>Rumdoom was running late. Matters eschatological had detained him, he said, but he was on his way. It wasn’t far from noon, so they agreed to meet him in the plaza before the Mayor’s mansion in the Nettles. There, the Coaltongue descended to the cheers of gathered crowds, and lowered a gangplank for the Clockwork carriage to embark. It ran up on to the main deck, and Rumdoom and his retinue jumped out. </p><p></p><p>Rumdoom was holding a new hammer: black ice formed around the Stone of Not. He shrugged, looking slightly embarrassed. “Couldn’t think of anything else to do with it.”</p><p></p><p>Didn’t it kill the last guy who wielded it?</p><p></p><p>“That won’t happen to me,” said Rumdoom.</p><p></p><p>Admiral Smith muttered something about having four doomsday weapons on board, and said it was a good job that sailors weren’t so superstitious these days. Then he gave the command to lift off again, and the Coaltongue sailed up towards the summit of Cauldron Hill.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">*</p><p></p><p>As the Gyre inched towards its zenith, tension mounted on the Coaltongue. The crew were ready at their stations. But ready for what, exactly? No one knew.</p><p></p><p>Most of the unit gathered on the main deck, looking upwards. To the west, they heard signs of terrain prying loose and saw clumps of the hill flying upwards, to vanish in an instant. </p><p></p><p>With bated breath they waited their turn. The moment stretched impossibly.</p><p></p><p>Then the Coaltongue was drawn skyward, with no sense of momentum. </p><p></p><p>To observers down the hill, she ship whisked upward for a split second, then it was gone.</p><p></p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2k46GSH0AI" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2k46GSH0AI</a></p><p></p><p><strong>End of Session</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 7609869, member: 79141"] [b]Session 226, Part Four[/b] After the council meeting, Quratulain withdrew completely. She did not take up her normal place by the king’s side, as his (and Kai’s) constant guardian. When she was absent in the past, there was always a good reason. A hunch (and a couple of prompts from Kai) sent Korrigan looking for her in the wee small hours. He was glad that he did. Quratulain was in her chambers. She had removed her body armour and lay sprawled on her bed. Her abdomen betrayed obvious signs of superficial damage, and the walls of her bedchamber the evident scars of lightning strikes. “I’ve been taken over by a parasite,” she said. “I do not know what it is or where it came from. Perhaps the gidim implanted it? I have tried to cut it out, but it has proved resistant to my efforts. I tried to summon you mentally. Did it work?” Korrigan could not say if his hunch had been a consequence of her attempt or not, but told her that telepathy didn’t work like that. Leaving these technicalities aside for now, he offered to examine her. It didn’t take long for him to determine that she was pregnant. The news broke a month-old dream. Taken aback, Quratulain did not share it with Korrigan right away, but came down during breakfast later that same morning and confessed: Shortly before they set off for Ursalina, she had been visited in the night by the Father of Thunder, who had taken humanoid form. (The titan told her he was responding to her mental summons – a fact she omitted from her account to the king.) She dreamed of their sexual union that night, but never imagined it was real until now. Having firmly established the cause of her pregnancy, she appeared restored and sanguine. Contented, even? Later she asked Uriel to contact the Father of Thunder and give him the good news. Uriel sensed amusement in her tone, which was quite out of character. He realised this was a practical joke, and to reward her for this human display, went through with it, doing his best to act surprised when he was struck by lightning. Having reacted instinctively by blasting Uriel, the Father of Thunder responded when he heard the message: “Thank you for letting me know. I hope that mother and baby are doing well. Sorry about the lightning!” [CENTER]*[/CENTER] The Quarry of the Clockwork King served as a dry dock for the Coaltongue. Admiral Smith oversaw preparations and final adjustments. When the unit began to gather, in the hours before they flew to Cauldron Hill, they received a message from Benedict Pemberton, requesting that they not shoot down his flier. With this agreed, it wasn’t long before they heard the buzz of an engine, and a Pemberton Industries dragon-flier came into land, piloted by Pardo (in duplicant form). In the rear section was another duplicant, this one unoccupied. They averted their eyes as Pardo disembarked. (His smock was, as always, too short and his gonads, as always, too large). Jumping to the ground, he raised his goggles and greeted them with a sideways snigger. Then he told them his master had sent them this flier to replace the one they had lost. “Not that you deserve it. But as a sign of his continued allegiance and support.” Pardo then requested that he and the empty duplicant be allowed to board the Coaltongue. “So we can be of assistance when we aren’t otherwise engaged.” Leon asked Uru to inspect the duplicants thoroughly, which he did. Pardo by turns sniggered and rolled his eyes. Uru declared them to be free from high explosives, and it was decided that – on balance – the risk was worth it. Pardo and the duplicant were welcomed on board. [CENTER]*[/CENTER] Rumdoom was running late. Matters eschatological had detained him, he said, but he was on his way. It wasn’t far from noon, so they agreed to meet him in the plaza before the Mayor’s mansion in the Nettles. There, the Coaltongue descended to the cheers of gathered crowds, and lowered a gangplank for the Clockwork carriage to embark. It ran up on to the main deck, and Rumdoom and his retinue jumped out. Rumdoom was holding a new hammer: black ice formed around the Stone of Not. He shrugged, looking slightly embarrassed. “Couldn’t think of anything else to do with it.” Didn’t it kill the last guy who wielded it? “That won’t happen to me,” said Rumdoom. Admiral Smith muttered something about having four doomsday weapons on board, and said it was a good job that sailors weren’t so superstitious these days. Then he gave the command to lift off again, and the Coaltongue sailed up towards the summit of Cauldron Hill. [CENTER]*[/CENTER] As the Gyre inched towards its zenith, tension mounted on the Coaltongue. The crew were ready at their stations. But ready for what, exactly? No one knew. Most of the unit gathered on the main deck, looking upwards. To the west, they heard signs of terrain prying loose and saw clumps of the hill flying upwards, to vanish in an instant. With bated breath they waited their turn. The moment stretched impossibly. Then the Coaltongue was drawn skyward, with no sense of momentum. To observers down the hill, she ship whisked upward for a split second, then it was gone. [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2k46GSH0AI"]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2k46GSH0AI[/URL] [B]End of Session[/B] [/QUOTE]
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