Melted Reflections: Twisted Memories

[Skye]

Not wanting to truly touch the knife, this place was to eerie to touch anything without need. The wax statues moving as if by illusions, resonance of the abyss, no she would not touch anything as she swiftly moves toward the knife, placing her feet in line to kick it away closer toward Witch but making sure to not kick it exactly at her or even close, still close enough that she would be closer than anyone coming through the entrance to the tent and for the pepper sprayed man to have to dive for it to stand a chance at retrieving it. But not really caring if she hit into some exhibit stand or if it was 5 or 10 yards away.

Quickly twirling herself back to Witch with watchful eyes around them, half expecting something more to come, some statue to move, or something to mess with their senses as she shoots Witch a look, grabbing a knife from her purse only to rise it just enough for the back end to be seen outside of the purse.
”Want a knife?” She had offered before but it had become moot at that point.

Skye uses quick draw melee merit.

Gear

cellphone, cash, archery glove on, light gloves covering her hands and fingers, knivesx2 (in purse), throwing knife x5 (in purse), purse, kevlar vest thin under shirt, zippo lighter, athletic running shoes, wooden coin necklace (dedicated tool).

Spells

Combo Organic Resilience and pulse of the living world (pot 6, armor 4)
Body Mastery +2 (pot 7)
Honing the form dexterity +4 (pot 8)
Night Sight 5
Sense life 5

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 8
Defense: 2 (7 when dodging)
Speed: 15
Initiative: 11
Willpower: 2/2 (usable)
Armor: 5/6 - bulletproof (Life: 4, Kevlar vest thin 1/2)
Spell tolerance: 5/3
Spell control: 5/6
Paradox spells cast: 0

[Witch]

Witch winced in sympathy with Asclepius attacker as he got a full blast of spray to the face. She didn't know what he had been sprayed with but by his reaction, it wasn't odor of cotton candy.

As Skye kicked the dropped knife her way, she kneeled reaching to grab the hilt. As she stood with it in hand, and Skye opened her purse, she gave a shrug and held up the retrieved weapon. No need for two after all.

"Who is this guy?" she asked Asklepious. And why were they fighting him?

Equipment & Stuff

Backpack, phone, notepad, writing bag. Multitool & sample collecting kit.
Willpower
Health

Active spells: Supernal Vision
Active spells: Unseen Aegis

[Asclepius]

For goodness sake! Can something go correctly. He goes slightly wide eyed and then frustration mixed with remorse, at the sight of Skye falling to her knees with the spray he unleashed affecting her. “Lucy, I'm sorry.”

He knew he would have to make up for this later but more pressing issues were in play currently. This man was in his face, and too close at that. Winding back he goes for a full punch to this guys face, hoping it sends him reeling back or better fleeing off into the night. In his eyes, this fool was throwing down the challenge since the beginning and now was the time to show him how foolish this action was to take.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-12 13:31:47	Asclepius rolls 4 to Punching (STR 2 + Brawl 2) (10 Again)	5, 10, 4, 5, 10, 1	2 successes

Gear

Sports Bag (attached via strap over shoulder)
Smartphone (in pocket)
Cash (in pocket)
Car keys (in pocket)
Kevlar vest thin (Worn under shirt)
Combat knife (dedicated tool attached at belt)
3 Glowsticks (In Sports bag)
Pepper spray (In Hand)
Wedding ring (worn)
First Aid Kit (In Sports bag).
Bottle of water (in Sports bag)

Spells

Night sight,
Organic Resilience (Pot 1)
Friction reduction (pot 3)

Stats

Health:
Mana:
Defense: 2
Speed: 9
Initiative: 5
Willpower:
Armor: 4 / 5 Kevlar vest thin (1 /2) + Organice resilience (life 3)
Spell tolerance: 2/2
Active spells: 1/4
Paradox spells cast: 0

[ReubanBrightwood]

Skye kicks the dropped weapon that ahs sliced her fellow arrow open away towards the tent entrance where it is retrieved by Witch, however as she does Asclepius swings a punch at her clear as day, her nimble awareness and magical defences render the blow utterly meaningless but still it had happened.

Witch picking up the knife is doused in a sensation of burning ice her ears wanting to both combusted and decay into frost bitten oblivion all at once. The voice that causes such horrid sensation can only be heard within her own mind and only to her. "Can we depart?" A short simple question from a voice that resonated with tones of both pain and bizarrely hope.

In this few seconds Asclepius is made aware of his error as the nimble form of Skye dances out of his range and in fact now it seems his attacker is weeping incapacitated on the ground clutching his face.

[Skye]

Avoiding the strike from her ally with only a slightly surprised look, glad it was from him and not Joyeuse as she raises her left hand up toward Asclepius, making certain to keep herself in between her two compatriots.
”Morgan back up, Jack calm down.” Knowing first hand how this place plays tricks on their minds, unsure what he might be seeing in the moment but not taking any chances to let him get to Witch.
One eye lingering backward toward Witch as she prepares herself to defend against a second attack from either side, and not trusting that knife she had picked up. In fact not trusting anything in here, she had chosen to not even touch it but rather kick away to avoid touching it. If that thing came from these statues who knows how much that might enhance the sensations of this miasma room?

The weeping man mostly ignored, he would be fine and had no real damages far as she could tell at least. If this was all he would have to pay for the powers that might have played with him so was he getting of quite mildly.

Gear

cellphone, cash, archery glove on, light gloves covering her hands and fingers, knivesx2 (in purse), throwing knife x5 (in purse), purse, kevlar vest thin under shirt, zippo lighter, athletic running shoes, wooden coin necklace (dedicated tool).

Spells

Combo Organic Resilience and pulse of the living world (pot 6, armor 4)
Body Mastery +2 (pot 7)
Honing the form dexterity +4 (pot 8)
Night Sight 5
Sense life 5

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 8
Defense: 2 (7 when dodging)
Speed: 15
Initiative: 11
Willpower: 2/2 (usable)
Armor: 5/6 - bulletproof (Life: 4, Kevlar vest thin 1/2)
Spell tolerance: 5/3
Spell control: 5/6
Paradox spells cast: 0

[Witch]

It took everything in her not to buckle at the knees.

Gritting her teeth, she hissed a simple "Yes."

Spinning the knife in her hand so that she held it blade in, against her wrist, she took a step back, half expecting her bones to snap like icicles.

"Let's go," she said a bit louder as she took another step toward the exit. If she had what she thought she had in her hand, they should leave. Leave and deal with it when not surrounded by Sleepers. Leave and deal with it somewhere they could talk freely.

Equipment & Stuff

Backpack, phone, notepad, writing bag. Multitool & sample collecting kit.
Willpower
Health

Active spells: Supernal Sight
Active spells: Unseen Aegis

[Asclepius]

Oh god, what have I done. But she was... no. A sudden look to Ascelpius' face as he realises his mistake. “What...” He gives a regretful look to Skye before he snaps himself to focus. Something was at play and only could assumptions be made here, what mattered now is the knife was in their possession.

Turning to Witch as she spoke of leaving, He could not agree more. He judged the look on her face and assumed he had not found something positive. “After you.” He followed Witch out towards the exit assuming that the fool of a sleeper was out due to the pepper spray. He gave no words to the sleeper, he had won and held his head high.

Gear

Sports Bag (attached via strap over shoulder)
Smartphone (in pocket)
Cash (in pocket)
Car keys (in pocket)
Kevlar vest thin (Worn under shirt)
Combat knife (dedicated tool attached at belt)
3 Glowsticks (In Sports bag)
Pepper spray (In Hand)
Wedding ring (worn)
First Aid Kit (In Sports bag).
Bottle of water (in Sports bag)

Spells

Night sight,
Organic Resilience (Pot 1)
Friction reduction (pot 3)

Stats

Health:
Mana:
Defense: 2
Speed: 9
Initiative: 5
Willpower: 0/3 (useable)
Armor: 4 / 5 Kevlar vest thin (1 /2) + Organice resilience (life 3)
Spell tolerance: 2/2
Active spells: 1/4
Paradox spells cast: 0

[ReubanBrightwood]

The red eyed sleeper left to be found by any who dare to find the courage to investigate the scream, or maybe those outside assumed the chamber of horrors had simply done it's job well. Skye takes charge of the battlefield but it would seem her fellow arrow is lucid now.

The knife tucked against Witch's wrist emanates nothing, no voice, no malice no attempt to exert control.

The mages step back out in the night and the burning torches the sounds of the carnival almost rolling back over their ears, the smell of food a refreshing blast of life and people. But yet they hold something that most certainly does not belong among sleepers. What do they plan to do with it?