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At this point, Mina's radio emits three pops in quick succession; the signal indicating that there is someone on the other end who wants to talk.
 
She sighs and checks it. "Hello?"
 
She sighs and checks it. "Hello?"
The voice on the other end says "This is Norma Williams with the Point Fate Quiz Show!"(This is a standard passphrase, meant to ascertain if the person on the other end is a member of the Order without drawing suspicion. The correct response is "Huh, I didn't know that show was still going.")
 
Mina hears a bark, as Typhon is still there.
Currently chewing on a bird corpse tha was not there a second, you swear.
There is a second bird corpse (a crow) speared in his antlers, still twitching.

Typhon offers Mina the crow corpse.
He is gentleman.
 
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Mina grows a tail, which becomes a large serpent and flicks its tongue quizzically at the offered crow. If a snake had eyebrows it would obviously be raising one. "Sssnahhhk?"
 
Typhon rips of the cros from his antlers using his laws and chucks it at the snake head.
Typhon then keeps nibbling on the dead bird.
Which is leaking blood over Mina's bed.
 
The snake catches it, then hisses with irritation at the mess.
 
Nick has by now finished his studying and, with advanced architectural understanding in hand, he moves onto something FAR more interesting. Making himself a secret underground base!

With this goal, he began digging a hole downwards, hidden underneath his Throne. He dug down, and down, and down. 2000 feet down to be exact, close enough to the surface he can still reach it with his powers. But deep enough that odds are no one will find it.

He had many plans for his underground base, he was thinking of naming it Moria. But first, gotta have what any self respecting overlord would prioritize, a Treasure Room. For some reason the name "Money Bin" kept popping into his head, but he kept dismissing it. Not as neat as Treasure Room.
 
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"Huh? I didn't know that show was still going." She checks to make sure no one else is in the hallway, then adds, "I have powers now."
The voice on the other end sighs with relief, before they reply "Well, that's some good news at least. Anyway, the latest news is that we've recently managed to vet and recruit several high-end users of the Solid Arts up in Point Fate. They're currently busily training up some of our fellow comrades, but we have to be careful to avoid tipping off old Ollie."

There is a brief pause, before your fellow revolutionary adds in "Also, if we knew a bit more about the powers you got from that crazy experiment you took part in, we'd be able to find missions suited to your abilities a lot easier."

@TheMaskedReader (Sorry if this is a bit presumptuous, but I want to get this over and done with)

You reach your appointment with the woman from last night right on schedule. She quickly introduces herself once more as Mabel, and you quickly get down to business.
CONNECTION-> <-ESTABLISHED
It takes a few moments to make contact with the child in question and begin forming their manifestation, a translucent representation of how they looked in life.

The mother and her deceased child are busily talking to each other now, saying goodbyes and other such things. If you desire, you can interject, but it's not necessary.
 
The voice on the other end sighs with relief, before they reply "Well, that's some good news at least. Anyway, the latest news is that we've recently managed to vet and recruit several high-end users of the Solid Arts up in Point Fate. They're currently busily training up some of our fellow comrades, but we have to be careful to avoid tipping off old Ollie."

There is a brief pause, before your fellow revolutionary adds in "Also, if we knew a bit more about the powers you got from that crazy experiment you took part in, we'd be able to find missions suited to your abilities a lot easier."
"I can shapeshift to a rather extreme extent. So far I've become a tiger, a small child, a cobra, a slithy tove and several combinations thereof." She smiles rather savagely. "If you need someone who can blend in with the wallpaper or swallow a man whole then you've got one.

"Now that you've done your checking up, I'm afraid I have prior business to attend to. Do call again when you need help to eat the rich."
 
@TheMaskedReader (Sorry if this is a bit presumptuous, but I want to get this over and done with)

You reach your appointment with the woman from last night right on schedule. She quickly introduces herself once more as Mabel, and you quickly get down to business.
CONNECTION-> <-ESTABLISHED
It takes a few moments to make contact with the child in question and begin forming their manifestation, a translucent representation of how they looked in life.

The mother and her deceased child are busily talking to each other now, saying goodbyes and other such things. If you desire, you can interject, but it's not necessary.
Remi enjoys the moment. After the business is concluded, he returns to the house and attempts to sneak inside, preparing to flee to his room. However, he is untrained in the ways of stealth and opens the door loudly. He then makes another mistake and freezes in place for a good minute.

@Lizard Knight
 
As Remi enters his room, a swifel chair turns, revealing Darius - stroking Typhon in his lap. Darius smirks broadly "I have been expecting you, mister Lorenzo." Typhon snorts and waves a claw.
Darius points to Remi's bed, revealing work out clothes
In Remi's Size.
Darius himself is already dressed in his own work out clothes.
Darius smirks wider "So, little Devil-Lawyer, ready for Hell on Earth?"
 
As Remi enters his room, a swifel chair turns, revealing Darius - stroking Typhon in his lap. Darius smirks broadly "I have been expecting you, mister Lorenzo." Typhon snorts and waves a claw.
Darius points to Remi's bed, revealing work out clothes
In Remi's Size.
Darius himself is already dressed in his own work out clothes.
Darius smirks wider "So, little Devil-Lawyer, ready for Hell on Earth?"
Remi turns right around upon seeing Darius, running for the door to the house.
 
"I can shapeshift to a rather extreme extent. So far I've become a tiger, a small child, a cobra, a slithy tove and several combinations thereof." She smiles rather savagely. "If you need someone who can blend in with the wallpaper or swallow a man whole then you've got one.
The General is not to be trusted
"Now that you've done your checking up, I'm afraid I have prior business to attend to. Do call again when you need help to eat the rich."
"Cool! Anyway, there's just a couple big decisions we need your opinion on before we call it a day. First, a cell about forty miles outside Port Ferrous has made contact with one of the army's generals, who claims they want to defect. We aren't sure if we should trust them, so we're putting it to a vote."

They continue "One other thing, recently one of our cells in Point Fate has come into possession of 400 metric tons of Negatite. Anyway, do you think we should send it off to one of our foundry cells and use it to make an airship, or should we try selling it on the black market to purchase other equipment?"
 
Darius takes the writer, the Ogliarch and the scientist and puts them through basic physical training.
Better known as hell.
After they got changed in more proper training gear, Darius starts by making them run. With using barely any enchancemnts of his own (only keeping his bloody knee in check) he makes them run until he sees that they need rest and makes the one that needs it rest, while making the others do push ups. All the while he throws them encouragements and taunts ("You are being outran by an old man! You pathetic whelps!).
Ofcourse this means he makes Albert run very hard and do push ups while Darius sits in his back.
If he tries to cheat, Darius wil make him work for it. (He stops sitting if he thinks Albert needs rest, but with his cheats running, that is almost never, putting Albert in near constant suffering)
After anderhalf hour Darius seems satisfied with their running (and their push ups), after which he makes Daniel show them the gym.
The following half an hour Darius makes sure his trainee's get varied muscle exercise.
This montage of pain end in the cafeteria, Darius laughing and dabbing his sweat moistened skin with a towel while drinking some water.
"Rest you three, you damn it after that!" The demon in scared human skin laughs while drinking his water.
He added Remi's tear for flavor.
'Uf' Albert grunted, a crumpled heap on a floor.

Physical exhaustion was one fixable thing, but mental exhaustion took it's toll, and Vancian magic could go only so far. Then physical exhaustion caught up. Of course, Albert also rather had the flair for drama, so being a crumpled heap was largely an exaggeration, though one not very far from the truth.
 
'Uf' Albert grunted, a crumpled heap on a floor.

Physical exhaustion was one fixable thing, but mental exhaustion took it's toll, and Vancian magic could go only so far. Then physical exhaustion caught up. Of course, Albert also rather had the flair for drama, so being a crumpled heap was largely an exaggeration, though one not very far from the truth.
{In the past, after the work out}
Darius looks at the heap of pain and sweat that used to be known as Albert. "You is the first test of hell, boy?" Darius cackels. He then calms down and says "Good work out there, you toughend yourself up there, keept this up and you're muscle mass wil be quite strong, right and propper. After a month of basic training like this we can move on the advanced stuff. That is where things get fun." Darius smiles, like a vulture spotting a plump carcass "Fun for me, that is. Hell for you people. That is par for the course right now though, right?" The veteran laughs, downing his water.
now...what do to do to that Lawyer when he returns...|
{Now}
(@TheMaskedReader )
Darius grips Remi's harm tighter "Its time ham boy, training has arrived and its wants pound of flesh!"
[MONTAGE! ITS TIME FOR M O N T A G E !]
 
Remi hears a shuffle and sees a shadow before Darius is infront of THAT door.
"Cute, however, you can't outrun me, even With my bad leg" Darius laughs "Accept your Fate, boy."
{Now}
(@TheMaskedReader )
Darius grips Remi's harm tighter "Its time ham boy, training has arrived and its wants pound of flesh!"
[MONTAGE! ITS TIME FOR M O N T A G E !]
Remi is frozen in horror, and as Darius drags him towards the workout clothes, he makes a desperate grab for the door. It is too far away, and he is doomed to the Training Montage From Hell...
 
Darius looks at the heap of pain and sweat that used to be known as Albert. "You is the first test of hell, boy?" Darius cackels. He then calms down and says "Good work out there, you toughend yourself up there, keept this up and you're muscle mass wil be quite strong, right and propper. After a month of basic training like this we can move on the advanced stuff. That is where things get fun." Darius smiles, like a vulture spotting a plump carcass "Fun for me, that is. Hell for you people. That is par for the course right now though, right?" The veteran laughs, downing his water.
now...what do to do to that Lawyer when he returns...|
"Everything achess........" The creature formerly known as Albert mumbled.

That was fun to watch.
 
Remi is frozen in horror, and as Darius drags him towards the workout clothes, he makes a desperate grab for the door. It is too far away, and he is doomed to the Training Montage From Hell...
What follows is a montage
A montage of a fat Lawyer getting Dripped by an insane veteran.
Interestingly, Darius is sligtly winded, So He is not giving his normal 199%, but a 'mere' 189%
Because when Darius says push it to the limit, He means you limit beyond the limit.

What follows is a fat man being ran out of his breath for 45 minutes With short rest in between. Darius keeps it to half the running time of the other group, as He can see that Remi is not build for the full anderhalf hour run.
So He spends the following hour and 15 minutes drilling Remi in the gym, onces Again switches between rousing speeches and crushing taunts ("Come on, blubber breath! But those strong lungs to good use! Breath it, breath out! Through the nose, out of mouth! PUSH IT TO THE LIMIT!")
After a combination of exercise with equipment (he should really Thank the Mad Genius that came up With These things) and Some good old weight lifting for muscle build.
The last 15 minutes Darius 'takes it down a notch' by learning Remi hand to hand combat.
Otherwise known as: Darius shows Remi Some moves and Then shows them on Remi
Otherotherwise known as: Remi gets the fat beaten out of him.

It ends With Darius and Remi sitting in the Cafeteria, as a (skittisch looking) Albert enters. "Hello there Albert, I see you have recieved from this morning! Mr.Lorenzo is still recovering from his little excursion to Hell." Darius turns to Remi "You have done wel Mr.Lorenzo. Like Albert here, after two weeks of this we can get to the advanced stuff. There is were the real fun starts for me and where you learn a new difinition of 'suffering'. Darius Lets out a belly laugh and takes a swig of his water.
"Remind to give Nick the child version of this training when I see him, kid could use Some muscle but at his age you must be delicate. I don't want to break the kid."
 
"Cool! Anyway, there's just a couple big decisions we need your opinion on before we call it a day. First, a cell about forty miles outside Port Ferrous has made contact with one of the army's generals, who claims they want to defect. We aren't sure if we should trust them, so we're putting it to a vote."

They continue "One other thing, recently one of our cells in Point Fate has come into possession of 400 metric tons of Negatite. Anyway, do you think we should send it off to one of our foundry cells and use it to make an airship, or should we try selling it on the black market to purchase other equipment?"
"Allow them in but keep an eye on them. Sell the stuff if you can; ships can crash, a thousand guns can't."

Mina says her farewells, shaking her head. How the fuck they got 400 tons of anything she has no clue.
 
"Allow them in but keep an eye on them. Sell the stuff if you can; ships can crash, a thousand guns can't."

Mina says her farewells, shaking her head. How the fuck they got 400 tons of anything she has no clue.
As she was pondering where someone could get a lot of something, her window opened and Nick climbed through, sitting himself on it. "Hey, Mina! Can you turn into a Dragon?"
 
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