~~~ IC ~~~

::you've all regrouped after the fiasco at the warehouse, An sent in the information, and you've had time to read over it... it's about 3 am on the morning of the proposed attack on the Jakovians::

::Saburo has disappeared again, An is apparently scoping out a target::

::and the sewer is damp::

::and there was silence, I guess::

::sigh:: well so much for stopping the galaxy wide drug trade i guess...

::an unconscious shipping clerk lies in a heap next to Martel::

Student, if you ever fuck up a plan like that again, remind me to smack you. ::sits next to his prisoner, wincing in pain::

::Lan is still frantically reading over the journals and miscellaneous material. Looks like a man utterly posessed::

::his eyes just keep bugging out a little more::

::as Lan is sorting through chemicals while reading, he finds a couple of doses of Elixer mixed in with the other drugs::

allright you guys, lets hoof it to the base, we have a war to run.

We have a .... ::looks at the vials of elixer. Holds them up to the dim light:: Well, I'll be damned.

::if, by base, you mean the Changed labyrinth tunnels where you are, then there you go::

lan, who is in charge here?

i need to know who to ask, if i wanted to get these people to stage an attack topside.

Uh, rm. Meredith?  I have elixir in here. You know.

you know how to use that stuff?

How's your shoulder doing, anyway?

hurts like hell, and this weather aint doin it no good

::vaguely disgruntled:: Yeah, I know how to use that stuff...

hey, relax, just a long night, kay?

... Sure. Sorry. ::stands up:: Well. Since we've got this stuff, might as well use it, eh?

::levers himself up:: indeed. and then to find merideth

I'm also going to need several hours each day, over the next couple, to brew up the cure for this mutation business.

((Tech+Physick to use it.. it'll do 2 plus VPs of healing))

rolled 2 20-sided dice: 11 4

((that's 5 vitality healed, Martel))

::Gets out the elixir injector like it's as familiar as his own shoes, and administers the injection:: I did say... the cure. Didn't I? ::looks around::

good god that feels better ::shoulders loosen noticably:: thank you lan. now, on to merideth

Yeah, let's go see her.

wait, as in fix it entirely?

::goes over in his head whomever he thinks is likely to be drifting into "unusually strong metabolism" territory right now, so he can start in on them first::

::nods, smiling:: Pancreator willing, I think I can pull it off.

::you can easily remember which mutants seem to have the worst coughs::

::begins hoofing it to wherever he thinks merideth is:: good, what kinds of facilities do you need?

Just... pretty much, some of the plants we have on hand. This.... ::clears his throat:: This goes beyond conventional medicine.

then we'll need someone beyond the conventianal doctor ::looks Lan up and down:: looks like you fit the bill. now go to it.

Well, I want to talk to Meredith first, too. I think.

::nods::

::we continue strolling the caverns untill we run into her, or someone who knows where she is::

::asks around of anyone they meet.::

::as the two of you walk up to Meredith's rooms, you see An talking to a couple of changed, one of whom nods and heads back up to the surface::

An, we found something.

Did you? ::rubs his eyes::

::looks exhausted::

How're you feeling, incidentally?

::shakes his head:: Dreadfull...

We found where the decados are keeping the drugs.

Good to hear. ::forces a smile::

An. I'm going to be looking into reversing these mutations tonight and tomorrow. I'm. Hoping ... well. Maybe we can get out of here soon and I can take a look at your... lung condition, too.

::nods:: Not until everyone here is treated.

::nods:: The thing is. I'm not absolutely sure this information... ::still carries the books and stuff:: Applies equally to you. I'd want to be sure. You understand?

::nods again:: He was my doctor. I was the first.

::his jaw gapes::

Oh. ::shuts it::

He's. Completely debased and unethical. I'm sorry. I had to say that.

I forged the way for a new genetic age.

::Tien comes panting down the hallway. Stops when he gets near AN and LAN:: Hi guys.

::turns:: Hello

Sorry about that. ::Pant, Pant:: I thought that we were taking the facility.

The office... the drawing board.. they're gone.

Individual human beings do NOT pay the price for fucking scientific pro.... ::realizes he's having this conversation in front of two priests now:: Sorry.

What? ::Pant::

The office and the drawing board are both burning to the ground as we speak.

What? ::rhetorically::

They're on fire... it has begun... I must rest... ::nearly collapses::

::catches him:: Come on. Let's find a nice place for you to lie down.

::stands wobbily, being supported by Lan::

::lets him lead towards a nice place to lie down::

You set the sites on fire?

::nods:: Set them on fire. So many floors.

There was no sign of Maria?

Not there... I have found the pens. She is being held there.

Where?

Where? ::describes where the pens can be found::

~~~ And a belated OOC until the next week, when Comcast again lets the GM have a stable internet connection ~~~