Real & Half-Real: Chapter 1 - The Portal and the Plan

[unsheathedfromreality]

Who: The Committee to Rescue Illarion from His Very Stupid Mistake
What: Building a portal to bust into a pocket dimension and strategizing what to do once they get there. All extremely advisable science.
When: Early-mid April
Where: Throughout Trench, and in parts beyond it

It's been weeks since Illarion's disappearance in the fight against Leviathan, and scarcely fewer weeks since his Omen Iskierka began papering Trench with notes on his whereabouts. The shrike's friends and loved ones have not been idle during that time, and now their plans begin coming to fruition.

It's time to get him out of the nightmare he's trapped in--but first, they've got to break their way in, and they've got to have a plan.

[[ Part of the Real & Half-Real player plot! Navigate to other plot posts: [OOC] Interest Check | [IC] Prologue | [IC] Iskierka's Notes ]]

Comments

[eudaimonikos]

"I just did," Michael replies, shrugging. That's plenty of information to go off of, in his opinion; he doesn't see the point in baring his soul. "Human form goes splat, I get more extradimensional. My powers are pretty much the same then, I'm just bigger and...a little more consistently on fire. Easier to wrestle other weird monsters that way."

[forwantofahorse]

"So in case of an emergency, I should put a bullet through your skull to expedite the process. Understood."

There is an uncomfortably long pause.

"I'm joking."

Was she? Was she, really?

Another pause.

"Because my weaponry would probably negate that property of your... whatever it is. I don't want to be down a competent fighter."

[eudaimonikos]

Michael just laughs. "Better not to risk it, then. But in theory, if anyone's got normal weapons - sure." It would be pretty quick, enough so to not risk too much pain, and since this is in a mindscape he's only partially sure that the damage would carry over to his real suit anyway.

"I can do it at will, though, so don't worry about setting me off."

[forwantofahorse]

"That's good to know. If nothing else, you should feel right at home among the shrikes. ...which I suppose was the point of your suggestion."

Sayo pauses, almost leaving it at that, then frowns as she remembers an important detail that she'd found sifting through Illarion's rambling both in-person and through Iskierka's letters.

"We need to make sure not to overuse your other form, though. It's low risk, but I don't want to attract attention from the Pillars... we need to plan where, when, and how to activate it as precisely as we can."

[eudaimonikos]

"Ah, right, the funky Time Knife." Michael nods thoughtfully. Best not to tangle with something like that - even back home, you've gotta be careful with outside realities generally. "Well, there's really no reason to be popping in and out of it. It'll take me a second to...you know, get out of this form, but I can do it whenever. We can just do a quick tactical strike, once I get close enough to grab enough guys."

[forwantofahorse]

"That's the plan, then."

Sayo pauses, realizing that she's probably going to regret asking this question, but unable to resist her curiosity anyways.

"...what's a time knife, by the by?"

[eudaimonikos]

"Oh! That's - there's a place in my universe where, if you look out, you can see millions upon millions of parallel universes layering over each other to sort of form a multidimensional razor's edge of space and time." Michael gestures idly with his hands as he describes this. "We've all seen it. Best not to go near it, though."

wrap soon?

[forwantofahorse]

"I have to admit, I'm curious..." Sayo sighs. "But unfortunately, I need to stay sane enough to plan properly for for this operation, so I'll save letting my mind disintegrate under the weight of the cosmos for later."

sure!

[eudaimonikos]

"Oh, I know a human who saw it! He was fine."

Michael considers, then waves a hand. "Mostly fine. He got over it - honestly, I've seen him have like a hundred panic attacks about almond milk, it doesn't tell you that much."