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Post by Dionisia on Aug 7, 2021 23:45:07 GMT
Accepting the blades with a nod she hangs them around her waist.
The instructions clear.
"Very well seven as foretold then. And all in our path shall be removed from it. I do not worry about such. "
Looking at the others wearing the outfits she then looks like the one clearly in charge.
"Do i need to require a disguise as well? Or is the hope of blending in vanished with the change of the plan?"
Looking beyond she nods
"Lead the way, to Cairo then."
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Post by Admin on Aug 8, 2021 0:49:24 GMT
"These rags were useful in the subversion and commandeering of an army in this shadow. They are not needed any longer. I know that you will be able to generate any disguise we may need, but, yes, I believe the time for disguises has passed."
The carpets begin to glide above the ground, through mountain passes, across wide deserts, sometimes parallelling roads and through villages, other times across wide expanses of uninhabited emptyness. If not for the goal being a kill or be killed confrontation in the future, the voyage would be a pleasant opportunity for Dio to see portions of reality she had never encountered before.
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Post by Dionisia on Aug 8, 2021 4:53:00 GMT
As she travels with the group she does try and see a bit around. Having never really left the convent save for her lessons this is a rare pleasure. For now letting the questions in her mind go. In a hunt or killing situation better to have ones wits about.
It does not mean her mind is boiling with so many qiestions. But duty first.
"Do we know the current status of this army of hers? Will we jave to fight our way through or can we get passed most of it?"
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Post by Admin on Aug 8, 2021 5:01:04 GMT
"She travels with her demonic companions. Their number is unknown to us. To pass them might be difficult or not. It will depend on where and when we meet them. Destiny will answer our questions."
He has acquired a hooka from somewhere, and he breathes out a foul seagrape smelling smoke that doesn't dissipate as the carpet flies along. He indicates that she should join him at the pipe.
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Post by Dionisia on Aug 8, 2021 5:51:48 GMT
"Very well then we will see what comes our path. Never will be put on our path which we could not handle or carry."
After looking on for a while she then joins the man at the pipe.
"It is not that i am not grateful for being freed from the convent. But there are alot of questions. Though for the sake of the mission and a focused mind i will park those till after. But i do hope you will be able to answer some."
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Post by Admin on Aug 9, 2021 16:00:31 GMT
The carpets flight brings them to the outskirts of civilization. Assorted people mill about below. All show surprise at seeing the high-flying visitors to their land. A few carry those gun things Dio has been told about and shoot at them. One of her companions takes out a great bow and shots at these brave fools. The others in her group cheer his kills.
The leader puts away his water pipe.
"Enough! It is time to bring these carpets to the ground. It won't always be a lone savage trying to take potshots at us; they will bring out larger guns when they get scared enough."
Now on foot, they work their way through the suburbs and into the great city. They come across a young woman dressed in the same uniform as Dio's companions.
"General! We didn't expect to see you here until after Morocco was secured," she says.
"There was a shift in plans. I am doing a job for Section Blue."
"Ah, then I shouldn't have seen you here, yes? I will forget this ever happened. Anything I can help with before the forgetting?"
"As a matter of fact, there is," he says and raises a hand. The woman's eyes go wide, and she begins to scream, but no sound comes from her throat. A minute later, there is nothing left of her but a uniform and ashes.
"Vada was here and a fool child from Amber. We must find the great library," the General says.
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Post by Dionisia on Aug 9, 2021 16:20:28 GMT
Dionisia follows silently, she barely knows what is going on, she just knows what is required of her at this point. And that she can be dutyful and obidient.
Seeing the woman scream without a word a headtilt shows mild amusement, or at least interest. She turns to the leader of her group.
"These uniformed people work for Vada then? Do they need to go? Or is discretion needed at this point?"
She looks around but with this strange world she would probably not recognize it anyway. So she stands back. Knives ready.
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Post by Admin on Aug 9, 2021 16:51:23 GMT
"No, they are more of the locals we duped. Vada duped the other side in the local war.It would be an amusing distraction if she did have something else in mind.
"The information she learning in Kasaba was incomplete. It lead her here to find more in the myths and mystical legends of this place. We need to learn what she found and where it lead her next. Or, with any luck, she is still here searching for answers."
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Post by Dionisia on Aug 9, 2021 16:57:39 GMT
Dionisia looks around and points to other locals
"Then we ask them where the library is and see if this Vada figure is there. That way we do not have to search around. Or will they have multiple buildings of such information around? In that case we can spread out of course. The faster we know where she is, the faster the job can be done. "
Looking at the mortals again
"How loyal are they to you? Will they throw themselves at an enemy if instructed? What is Vada her perception on the mortals she duped? I ask for if there is a way to lure her out it might make things easier as well. We can then set an ambush. "
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Post by Admin on Aug 9, 2021 18:05:29 GMT
"I stole all the directions we need from the woman's mind. Quite an accomplished young officer, the Yanks will miss her talents. If there are any Yanks or anyone else alive in this world once Vada is through with her scheme."
Dusk is falling across the city and in the small courtyard there was no one to see the death of the woman. Out in the streets locals rush about the stall and markets of the city with only a rare few in the Yankee uniforms. These stop and salute the 'general' before moving on.
He leads them to a large building.
"Ecole de Magie Egyptienne," he says. "She may be in there. We will surround the building. Dio, you go inside. No magic or shifting until we have positive identification of Vada or her minions."
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Post by Dionisia on Aug 9, 2021 18:49:33 GMT
"How will i recognize this woman Vada, does she have distinct features I would recognize her by? Other then she might be surrounded by minions. "
Dio already steps up to the building then turns to wait for answer.
"With positive identification, you want me to immediately pull the trigger or lead her out? "
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Post by Admin on Aug 9, 2021 20:50:11 GMT
The General spreads his arms questioningly, a very Earth-like gesture.
"I can't say. You could hope to detect her aura or that of her followers. Or she will recognize you and attack in some way. Be assured that we are here and ready to back you up at the first sign of battle.
"If you see her, then kill her immediately."
A few others give Dio a thumbs-up gesture, yet another odd, nonsensical, local habit.
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Post by Dionisia on Aug 9, 2021 20:53:23 GMT
Dionisia looks a bit weird at the people she had been summoned by and their peculiar gestures. Shaking her head she turns and enters the building. With certain strides she walks.
Though perhaps she needs to figure out exactly who these people are that had brought her here.
Muttering "Weird weird people."
Inside she goes to walk along methodically to see if she gets attacked or senses a strange presence.
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Post by Admin on Aug 9, 2021 23:43:09 GMT
The guard at the door to the building smiles at her and holds the door open to let her in. The fact that she is dressed incongruously for this city and carries a large gun and two long knives doesn't disturb him at all.
Under the dim lights of the library she comes across a new problem: while she seems able to speak the local language, she can not read it so she won't be able to find a section that seems most likely to interest Vada. The place also seems empty of other people and her shoes clop loudly against the stone floor no mater how quietly she tries to step.
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Post by Dionisia on Aug 10, 2021 2:14:27 GMT
A strange look at the guard at the door, but she continies. A sigh of realization that this might take a bit follows.
She is used to silence, there moments of grear silence in the convent but those darn shoes. She takes them off and even on bare feet she might not be silent enough. But the clop of the steps would be less loud.
Dionisia just decides that she has to start somewhere so from the doot off she walks along the maonpath. If there are sidepaths with bookcases she looks for a moment along them and then continues. With noone else here she can be careful and not barge through.
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