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Veekie's bonus interlude is still coming up. Eventually. Definitely this year! Also, you've gained a Tech device! Just... not the one you wanted.
Part 22
Finally, the sky snorts out a load of wet stuff.
Or, as some might say, it rains. A lot. You wake in the morning to find that the clouds above are busy watering the garden (and a few parts of the house, which doesn't seem to be very well waterproofed in places), but - that's okay!
You weren't really planning on going out for now.
You spend the morning settled in the lounge room, which is thankfully mostly dry, almost the mold is smelling partiularly pungent today. Still, you're getting us to it! Most importantly, FLUFFY - as you've decided to call it - is still getting a nice trickle of Mind mana, and the rest of your mana is being put into Tech as you work on your super-cool, ultra-awesome cloak of invisibility! Yaaaay~!
It takes... well, a long time. You have all the materials you need , or you can improvise them, but you have to wait for your mana to refill bit by bit, and you have to look at the plan to make sure it's all going okay... soooo boring. Still! It should help, right?
Throughout the morning and afternoon, it progresses.
(Invisibility Cloak: 17/20 hours completed.)
And then you have to stop working, because your dimensional communication link - the mental link connecting you to Comms - gives a quick shiver-flex, alerting you to an incoming call. There's a sense of query and general isolation, and you ping back a (somewhat curious) reply that you're alone, in your base.
Without even a response from HQ, a portal starts to form and flicker.
Ears flicking, you stand up, somewhat nervous as you start shoving your work-in-progress into your own pocket-space. You haven't cleaned! The place is a mess, and - wait! You have something to make it look more cosy!
As the portal finishes forming, you grab FLUFFY and settle it on the floor, petting its needles (OW!). Good FLUFFY! Look pretty!
You brush your dress frantically and then snap off a salute (only hitting yourself in the head a little bit - you're getting better!) as the visitor steps carefully through, bland expression focused on you.
Human, is your first thought, and then you realise that no, he - or that's what the body is, anyway - has simply blended in well, taking a human form in case he needs to go out in public. the clothes are kiiiiind of off, based on the fashion you've seen locally, but considering the weather outside, you doubt you'll be heading out anyway.
"Recruit Beta-804122," he says, paying no attention to the room, except for a slight glance at FLUFFY, who's on its best behaviour. "I am Under-Investigator Alpha-273881. Yo-"
"Hi!" Wait - should you stop saluting? Hm! Better keep the hand up there, just in case. You smile harder to make up for it, in case you're doing it wrong.
The Under-Investigator is silent for a few moments, expression still unreadable, before he continues. "Quite. Now, you recently sent in a report regarding an incursion by Imperial forces, to wit, a single possession imp, which was swiftly dealt with. This was two days ago, local time, correct?"
"Yes!"
"You can stop saluting."
You stop saluting. And just in case he didn't hear the first time, you repeat, "Yes!"
"Just so. In any case, the priority of this planet's defence has been re-evaluated." Reaching a hand out, he twitches it across the air, accessing his own pocket dimension, and withdraws...
A thingy.
Apparently he sees your lack of understanding. Not that you're ignorant! Eito just doesn't know a lot of stuff! "This will detect any dimensional disturbances within several hundred miles, and point to their direction, allowing you to respond quickly. Do not break it."
As if you would! (You totally would.) Still, you do a little jig on the spot. Your very own... dimensional... disturbance... detector... thing. Yay! You're being noticed!
The Under-Investigator stares at you. "Are you going to take it?"
Oh. Right. You do so, and he sighs, letting go of it. He seems oddly reluctant to give it to you. "Should any more incursions happen, report them immediately." He pauses. "After the immediate danger has passed. Be sure to report thoroughly, including as to their intentions... and preferably in words."
Boooooring.
Gained some kind of detecting-device-thing! Probably won't break it! Maybe.
"That said..." He winces slightly. Ooh. Maybe he's hurt? Injured in BATTLE, yes! "Continue the... good work."
... Good work?
Eito is doing good work! Eito is best Recruit! Oh - and maybe Cleo deserves some credit too. But! You picked her! YAY!
You beam eeeeeven wider.
He shudders again.
... Maybe he's just cold.
"I'll be going now." With that mutter, Under-Investigator... um... whatever-humber-he-was! - backs into the portal back to HQ, casting a final, weeeeirdly suspicious glance at FLUFFY.
FLUFFY is still being good-FLUFFY.
As the portal closes... behind him? In front of him? You're not really sure - you poke happily at the Dimensional Disturbance Detector, wondering if you can fit another D onto it somehow.
And then it starts making bleepy noises, the arrow spinning around to point firmly towards the centre of London.
Oh. That's not good, is it?
IT'S FIVE O'CLOCK AND SHIT IS FUCKED. WHAT DO??????
[ ] Finish off your badass cape! So kawaii-desu, na~! ^o^
[ ] Water FLUFFY
[ ] Wonder what 'tea' tastes like
[ ] Start cleaning the house
[ ] Actually respond to imminent incursion by interdimensional Imperial invaders
-[ ] (Write-in!)
Part 22
Finally, the sky snorts out a load of wet stuff.
Or, as some might say, it rains. A lot. You wake in the morning to find that the clouds above are busy watering the garden (and a few parts of the house, which doesn't seem to be very well waterproofed in places), but - that's okay!
You weren't really planning on going out for now.
You spend the morning settled in the lounge room, which is thankfully mostly dry, almost the mold is smelling partiularly pungent today. Still, you're getting us to it! Most importantly, FLUFFY - as you've decided to call it - is still getting a nice trickle of Mind mana, and the rest of your mana is being put into Tech as you work on your super-cool, ultra-awesome cloak of invisibility! Yaaaay~!
It takes... well, a long time. You have all the materials you need , or you can improvise them, but you have to wait for your mana to refill bit by bit, and you have to look at the plan to make sure it's all going okay... soooo boring. Still! It should help, right?
Throughout the morning and afternoon, it progresses.
(Invisibility Cloak: 17/20 hours completed.)
And then you have to stop working, because your dimensional communication link - the mental link connecting you to Comms - gives a quick shiver-flex, alerting you to an incoming call. There's a sense of query and general isolation, and you ping back a (somewhat curious) reply that you're alone, in your base.
Without even a response from HQ, a portal starts to form and flicker.
Ears flicking, you stand up, somewhat nervous as you start shoving your work-in-progress into your own pocket-space. You haven't cleaned! The place is a mess, and - wait! You have something to make it look more cosy!
As the portal finishes forming, you grab FLUFFY and settle it on the floor, petting its needles (OW!). Good FLUFFY! Look pretty!
You brush your dress frantically and then snap off a salute (only hitting yourself in the head a little bit - you're getting better!) as the visitor steps carefully through, bland expression focused on you.
Human, is your first thought, and then you realise that no, he - or that's what the body is, anyway - has simply blended in well, taking a human form in case he needs to go out in public. the clothes are kiiiiind of off, based on the fashion you've seen locally, but considering the weather outside, you doubt you'll be heading out anyway.
"Recruit Beta-804122," he says, paying no attention to the room, except for a slight glance at FLUFFY, who's on its best behaviour. "I am Under-Investigator Alpha-273881. Yo-"
"Hi!" Wait - should you stop saluting? Hm! Better keep the hand up there, just in case. You smile harder to make up for it, in case you're doing it wrong.
The Under-Investigator is silent for a few moments, expression still unreadable, before he continues. "Quite. Now, you recently sent in a report regarding an incursion by Imperial forces, to wit, a single possession imp, which was swiftly dealt with. This was two days ago, local time, correct?"
"Yes!"
"You can stop saluting."
You stop saluting. And just in case he didn't hear the first time, you repeat, "Yes!"
"Just so. In any case, the priority of this planet's defence has been re-evaluated." Reaching a hand out, he twitches it across the air, accessing his own pocket dimension, and withdraws...
A thingy.
Apparently he sees your lack of understanding. Not that you're ignorant! Eito just doesn't know a lot of stuff! "This will detect any dimensional disturbances within several hundred miles, and point to their direction, allowing you to respond quickly. Do not break it."
As if you would! (You totally would.) Still, you do a little jig on the spot. Your very own... dimensional... disturbance... detector... thing. Yay! You're being noticed!
The Under-Investigator stares at you. "Are you going to take it?"
Oh. Right. You do so, and he sighs, letting go of it. He seems oddly reluctant to give it to you. "Should any more incursions happen, report them immediately." He pauses. "After the immediate danger has passed. Be sure to report thoroughly, including as to their intentions... and preferably in words."
Boooooring.
Gained some kind of detecting-device-thing! Probably won't break it! Maybe.
"That said..." He winces slightly. Ooh. Maybe he's hurt? Injured in BATTLE, yes! "Continue the... good work."
... Good work?
Eito is doing good work! Eito is best Recruit! Oh - and maybe Cleo deserves some credit too. But! You picked her! YAY!
You beam eeeeeven wider.
He shudders again.
... Maybe he's just cold.
"I'll be going now." With that mutter, Under-Investigator... um... whatever-humber-he-was! - backs into the portal back to HQ, casting a final, weeeeirdly suspicious glance at FLUFFY.
FLUFFY is still being good-FLUFFY.
As the portal closes... behind him? In front of him? You're not really sure - you poke happily at the Dimensional Disturbance Detector, wondering if you can fit another D onto it somehow.
And then it starts making bleepy noises, the arrow spinning around to point firmly towards the centre of London.
Oh. That's not good, is it?
IT'S FIVE O'CLOCK AND SHIT IS FUCKED. WHAT DO??????
[ ] Finish off your badass cape! So kawaii-desu, na~! ^o^
[ ] Water FLUFFY
[ ] Wonder what 'tea' tastes like
[ ] Start cleaning the house
[ ] Actually respond to imminent incursion by interdimensional Imperial invaders
-[ ] (Write-in!)
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Depends what you want your role to be. As an aisde though, your MP is currently at 5. Out of 50.
