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He's getting better

deject wrote:he's not dead!

Yet...

Roman Totale wrote:He's getting better

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HereComesPete wrote:Jon does have quite a bit of cyberwear too, in the form of wired reflexes (that fab always forgets to activate) and other stuff, this reduces the effects of the healing.

I didn't know I needed to activate them!

If they were on all the time you'd be walking around like Michael J Fox after a big bag of coke.

pfffft
Mental note: If I don't die, I'll try and remember next time

What the hell just happened? Where were we and what were those things? My guess is some kind of blood magic, based on the swarm, but what the hell?

Phlegastus wrote:I am sorry? I asked you to venture onto the ceiling and kill a few small bats that keep eating the books. But you return like you've battled some hideous creatures. And there is no blood magic inside this library, I do not allow it!

The only explanation I can think of is that one of you must have a rather active imagination and succumbed to the rather strange effects of L-space up in the darkness of the roof space.

I am truly sorry for your friend, I did not realise what danger I put you all in. I shall rectify the mistake.

Phlegastus leans forward and begins to glow with a gentle light, the light envelops Jon and then recedes.

Phlegastus wrote:There, he has been reverted to the time before his injuries occured, if only you had let me work before using your spells, I could have saved you the effort.

Phlegastus has decreased in size and it's voice is strained, whatever it did has obviously taken a lot of magic, those awakened amongst you felt a huge surge of power.

Fabbles - Jon has been transported back in time to a point before he went on the roof. He's remained in the same place physically, but mentally he's lost the last 15-20 minutes of what happened because he's basically been cloned through time and space. Happily however the only problem now is the gap in the memory, the physical injuries are non-existent.

Well whatever has happened is certainly bizarre, though if you think it was an illusion then I will accept your conclusion though it seemed quite real to me.

I hope you are OK though, helping Jon seems to have taken something out of you.

Lex wrote:Thats metaplanes for you kid. Real, illusion, whats the difference in a place like this? Would it make you feel better to know your body is still sat safe and well in meat space? Wont do you much good if you get killed here, mind, but at least they would get to bury a pretty corpse.

Lex gives a little grin, pulls out a cigar, looks about at the books and puts it away again.

Jon sits up suddenly

Jon wrote:I'll fight you!

Jon looks slightly startled, almost as if he's been lap dancing for someone

Phlegastus wrote:Ah, I see you are familiar with the peculiarities of stepping through the fade man child.

I shall explain more for those of you who are puzzled, when I extended an invite to you to step through the door certain spells and wards were keyed to let you float free of your mortal vessel and join me here in my little pocket of my natural plane of existence.

You are in fact still sat in chairs in the shop whilst also in every sense here too. Try not to think about it too much.

It then turns to Jon

Phlegastus wrote:Ah Son of Albion, I must apologise for your situation. You were grievously injured so I made a few minor adjustments to reality. There is now a gap in your memory, I am sure your friends can fill you in whilst I discuss a plan of action with Firenza and Jasper.

Quite fascinating. However, I will let you get back to work with my friends.

Jon looks a little confused

Jon wrote:What situation? Have I pissed myself or something?

Jon looks at the rest of them

Jon wrote:Did one of you bastards put my hand in warm water when I was asleep?

Jasper pulls a half bottle of rum out of an inside pocket and, upon realising it's empty, glares at it and puts it back.

Sorry!

Been a bit busy with the flat, it has a leaky roof now. But the electrician, the locksmith, the plumber and the builder are all due tomorrow so maybe I'll be free to do this again soon.

Peeeeeete?

Peeeeeeeeeete!

When it gets to three months you can complain.

HereComesPete wrote:When it gets to three months you can complain.

You realise this thread started in September, yes?

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Pete's second shadowrun adventure: The Well of Wyrd