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Good. [She bends again, this time with her arms out, and lifts him the way one might pick up a fussy child.] Legs around my waist, arms around my neck. Don't fuckin' choke me.

[If she runs out of air they're both going down. And nobody wants that.]

Ready?

[Ok so maybe he wasn't 100% honest about not feeling a little ashamed now. But if he says anything at this point? It's worse. So he just nods, holds on, and grimaces when his face is out of view.]

Ready. I won't be strangling you, trust me.

You'd better not.

[And with no further warning than that, Amanda beats her wings and takes to the air. She's not putting a faerie circle down here, not where she won't be able to personally see to its later destruction (better safe than sorry), so they have no choice but to fly.

It wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't so reckless about her flight. Once she'd grown confident in her abilities that confidence had, naturally, bred arrogance. Her method of flight is too fast and contains too many hairpin, last-second turns and dodges for anyone but her to feel safe.]

You want that salve or not?

[Oh he certainly won't-but this is certainly Noa's first flight by this method, and while the erratic flight won't have him strangling Amanda, this is definitely the closest to a hug she's ever getting from him lest he fall and crash into the ground.

Please....land soon...

Well eventually they're down, right? It takes him a moment to catch his breath, but soon enough he's able to properly answer.] ...If you could, yes-it's appreciated.

[They touch down in a part of Bavan she's more familiar with, some side street or another that doesn't get a whole lot of foot traffic. She puts Noa down and, with a bit of focus, generates a faerie rings around the two of them. He likely hasn't seen one of hers before, not with how closely she tends to guard their appearance; it's made of bleeding tooth fungus.]

It's in my apartment, and this is the fastest way.

[Bleeding Tooth...he gives a pause-] ...How familiar... [A familiarity that Amanda likely recognizes the source of, given how often 'Hyde' would mysteriously find a way to follow its owner. Noa pulls himself from his distractions and nods, bracing himself.]

Ready when you are then.

[Amanda's ready the moment he says that, and in a blink the two of them go from standing on the street to standing in the master bedroom of one particular apartment in the run-down, abandoned complex. Amanda's immediate living space and work areas area sight better kept-up than the rest of the building, but devices and pieces of devices are sitting everywhere in an order and layout only someone involved with Jigsaw could find logical.]

Lemme get it.

[Her medical supplies are in a small trunk below the bed, which she retrieves, unlocks, and kicks in Noa's direction. Inside he'll find salve and bandages, among a wealth of other supplies--disinfectant, medical tape, pilfered antibiotic ampules, a suture kit--and some less-than-medical looking tools like razor blades, lighters, and a goddamn hunting knife.]

Help yourself. [She nods towards an empty upside-down crate off to one side that he can use as a chair, since all of her actual chairs are currently taken up by supplies and projects.]

[It's an interesting sight to behold. So many tools and weapons, his eyes skim over what he's certain is only a fraction before they move to the supplies themselves. He gives a grateful nod, keeping mind of the crate he'll need to sit on while applying the salve to his arms.]

Thank you, [he says, opening the small trunk to carefully take out both the salve and a few bandages. A blade to cut the bandage with comes as an after thought-only when he remembers he no longer has his razor claws.]

There are scissors in there somewhere. [She says this in an offhand way when he takes out a blade for the bandages; no need for him to put in that extra effort when an easier method is within reach, after all.]

So. The electricity in the fog did that?

Ah- [Blade replaced.] Much better...

...'His' electricity did. As you've probably seen, they're 'fighting'... ...not something that should be possible at this point.

His forces came away from the last conflict with more territory, too. [Which is completely fucking unacceptable.]

We need to step up our game, and soon.

Aah, that we do. [he scowls bitterly at the thought, and eventually looks back to Amanda.] ...When we searched last time there was nothing however-and I'm fairly certain that if it was an attempt to ruin Our domain that caused that incident with the doors, the reverse will end in Dyster's ruin again.

[Not Good.] ....We must have missed something... [he mutters, wincing as he wraps bandage over his hands.]

Then our only choice is to search again. And again, and again--as many times as it takes.

[She's not exaggerating. To her mind, there is no other option: either they get results or they can't be allowed to rest. They owe Her nothing less.]

[[OOC - Request to just get some information so we can move the heck on is being made...]]

[And again and again and again...he closes his eyes, nodding. Searching, but more importantly...]

...We need to plan for something more. ...Searching is one thing-we know the answers are in there. But we need to find something to strike at them more immediately all at once; the reputation of the 'Impostor' is certainly dropping, but that isn't the same for his power.

Obviously striking 'his' corruption won't do much, but... [he trails off, frowning. Something, anything...what can they DO..?]

...I wonder.... ....when both of them took from the Night God, Mana began to fall ill...it was a result of her being tied to the Night God, apparently.

...I wonder if such a connection works both ways, when it comes to impostor 'gods' and their priests?

I'm don't know what you're getting at. [Which she's loathe to admit; it makes her feel small and stupid and useless, and that in turn serves to stoke her ever-present anger.]

The Fourth God has two priests-if striking the Night God nearly took Mana out, obviously striking the Fourth would take them out...

But what if properly laying harm on the priests-more than just killing them, I might add-could strike back at the Fourth?

I tortured one of 'em when everything went to shit. Would've killed him, too, if I hadn't been interrupted.

[She shrugs.]

It didn't seem to do anything, and I'm expert on torture.

[Well there goes that one.] Tch. Doesn't that just figure then...

...There needs to be something that we can use. ...Even as a distraction, as little time as that would buy.

[Amanda crosses her arms and leans back against the closest wall.]

I hope you have some suggestions.

I'm working on it, [he says with a glower.] As you can imagine, my plans were just shocked out of the water a few hours ago.

[He sort of counted on being a naga Amanda.] ...I need to think for a few minutes...so far any of my ideas coming would require some sort of reservoir of power...

Something beyond the boons She provides?

Exactly.

As strong as she makes us, I doubt any one of us have the strength to cause an entire building to miss what's happening all at once. Whether by sleep, or hallucination, or control.

As far as that goes? I don't have a single fuckin' idea.

[Hah.] Which means we need to brainstorm. [Hahhhh.... He leans back somewhat in his seat, frowning.] ...If Judai's 'darkness' could spread further than its current limits, that could have at least been useful...as I recall, Her followers retain relative immunity to it...

[Unfortunately... ....Well, that answers itself.]

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since we're deeeefinitely gonna have to roll with Second Search plan...

any new details on that?

unfortunately not but Light's player is going to work with us 100% regardless phew

please keep me updated! this is making me fairly anxious

I'll be doing my best :[ Not much to update with just yet...

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so pyra's added a request to possibly merge our stuff with her event plan, hopefully speeding it up

HERE'S HOPING

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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, AMANDA. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 102.92.004.06 * gameover has joined 102.92.004.06 <gameover> This is Amanda. <gameover> If you need to contact me, do so here. <gameover>** DO NOT waste my time with stupid shit.