Actually, I already thought she got it. Should have made that clearer, but since there was nobody contesting her there ultimately was no need for a roll beyond the first catch-attempt. Aurora can go on then.
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Actually, I already thought she got it. Should have made that clearer, but since there was nobody contesting her there ultimately was no need for a roll beyond the first catch-attempt. Aurora can go on then.
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Tightening her hand around the coin, she holds it close as she looks once again to the nurse.
What was the connection? Was it something she could sever to stop the insanity before it spiraled more? Could it give her the ability to stop her?! She had to stop her! This could show her the way!
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Again and again, Aurora tried to find answers to the questions circling in her head. How did Stephanie do this? To what end? Calling upon another Arcanum to help her stop this, she tried to see the connection between the nurse and the coin.
In the moment she finished willing the Imago into reality, the Shamen knew that it was the close connection of a craftsperson and their tool. Maybe Stephanie didn't fully understand what she was working with, but long and repeated use has made her familiar with the item. Made her like it.
Apollo still seemed focused on something, eyes glued to the coin in Aurora's hand. Stephanie is slowly falling over, tumbling from the impact in repeated baby-steps. Katie's gasps have grown longer and loop-by-loop she seemed to try and get up.
This was going to be a mess to clean up.
But that wasn't important right now.
The connection is an intimate one.
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Taking a second to think over the information, she wonders if the coin was sort of magical tool.
And Stephanie liked it. Taking what she liked was sure to stop her.
So it would be safe to say destroying it could stop her. No, it would stop her! Then Aurora can claim her long earned victory of stopping the nurse!
But first things first, she drops her Spirit sight. It wasn’t giving her anything, at least, not that she had bothered to notice.
Still clutching the coin, she calls upon a different magic, one she rarely got to use, but one she was fascinated with. Lets see if she could damage the coin, break any connections. Well, breaking the connections was hopeful, but she was in a hopeful mood. Her hand continued to squeeze the coin, not letting up.
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Aurora drew from the wide range of options at her disposal to finally put an end to this. In mere moments she felt the coin turn brittle and flimsy in her hand - she could probably crush it to dust by simply applying a little bit more force than was needed to break a twig. And that would be that.
Her mind was so fixated on trying out one idea after the other, exploring new angles to tackle the problem - she barely noticed anything going on around her. Not having a linear sense of how time went by (nor really caring about it currently) made it hard to tell how long she was stuck here already. But it will have been worth it once she stopped this.
Using the time-mess going on right now to make a pro-fun decision for Apollo : Aurora will have 2 more posts before Apollo joins the action again.
Aurora those posts can include a longer/more elaborate string of actions or you looking for/at several things (i.e. you could also cast several spells in one post and I give you the results in one package).
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While she knew this would be an intriguing object to study, she also knew she was just fucking done with the whole thing.
Stopping this…stopping Stephanie.
So she continues to apply pressure to the coin, wanting to feel it crushed within her hand. Once crushed, she’ll slip whatever is left of it in her pocket.
Eyes turn back to Stephanie, using another Arcana again to really look.
But this was not her wheelhouse, and it failed to take hold. Space was something she was only beginning to play with, so the failure was expected. Gritting her teeth, she tries again, and it was there, faint, but it was there.
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Could she even consider it a triumph to have destroyed the item? Apparently it did nothing to stop whatever was going on. And now she had no proof, nothing to scrutinize later on. In fact, Apollo was lucky to advance as quickly as he did when analyzing the coin. Now there was little left of it, only dust and crude scraps. Under Apollo's eyes the spell granting the coin its powers similarly crumbled to dust, then rewound a bit, crumbled, rewound - it was just barely enough to learn the item's purpose, but now there was no way to find out more about the Mage imbuing the spell into it.
Aurora decided to look at the problem at hand from yet another angle - the kind of angle that showed spatial relations for the Lie they were. At least that was what she hoped. There had to be something she was missing!
And with her eyes opened to any shenanigans created by the Space Arcanum or similar powers, she could follow a new lead. Cursory glances showed her nothing of the sort going on, but maybe she wasn't trying hard enough!
Whelp, with the coin gone Apollo can join the action again.
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Apollo growled when Aurora destroyed the coin, just as he had figured out a plan as well. Still, he could not be too angry. She was trying to do something. It was a funny turn of fate when the Mysterium member went to destroy an object and not study it. He would have to chuckle about that one later.
He took a deep sigh, he hoped to hell that he didn't need the coin for this to work but it was worth giving it a go. He wanted out of here, he also wanted to avoid touching anything with potential abyssal taint but he had no option. He also needed to explain this somehow and he had an idea for that but one thing at a time.
He moved quickly and with purpose, grabbing the box and closing the lid. He placed his hands like Stephanie had done. All this was, was a meditation and he had meditated... thousands of times. He controlled his breathing, closed his eyes "That is the end of our meditation, keep your eyes closed, relax and when you are ready slowly open them."
He prayed to whatever God would listen that that would be the Answer, if he had to do several more loops Stephanie may not survive.
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What was she doing wrong?
Why had she not been able to stop Stephanie?! She should have ended this by now!
Nothing was making sense!
The words coming from Apollo catch her attention, and eyes narrow…what was he doing? Did he know something she didn’t? Was he going to defeat the nurse?
No, the thought quickly pushed away, he couldn’t beat her. Only she could. But whatever he was doing was going to give her a chance to gather her thoughts and plan her next move. The Shaman plays along, closing her eyes, but her mind was continuing to work, trying to put pieces together.
Because she had to be the one to beat Stephanie.
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Frustration started to build up - the two Sleepers were stuck in ever-so-slightly changing loops and still it seemed like Aurora and Apollo made only little more progress than them with everything they tried to stop this.
Apollo attempted to put the genie unleashed by Stephanie back into its bottle: maybe there was a way to reverse whatever this was. Sure, the chaotic time-fuckery did not line up with the things he knew the item was capable of - but it was worth a try. He focused, tried to get into the meditative mindset and spoke the words that would hopefully stop this.
Meanwhile, the Councilor took a moment in this madness to refocus, to think of a way to stop this. She only ever got so far before her fixated mind returned to the one idea she was sure of: something had to be done!
Around them things were jerkily moving along: Stephanie had reached the ground, another wet smacking sound of impact and a weak grunt of pain being added to the irregular rhythm of sounds. Katie had managed to get up completely and her panicked eyes were darting towards the door.. and then drawn back to the group again. Then she looked back at the door.
Apparently, she had all the time in the world to consider getting out of here.
Please give me a (Int + Occult - 2) roll each.
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