OOC: Well, now I'll just make a new post.
Also, it's up to you to decide if Shiza...well, you'll see. I'd advise it to be successful, though, so we all have someone on the outside.
-==IC: Servo==-
Suddenly, Servo felt strange. "
something's happening..." It felt familiar, somehow; it reminded him of--
"
****. The Cascade! Get down, and grab my arm!" Servo shouted to Carrie, extending one of his arms. "
Time to activate one of those unauthorized modifications I didn't tell Kronos about," he muttered.
Then something kicked the door in.
-==IC: Zamz Bade & Reclumen==-
Bade was worried. It was quiet.
Too quiet. Something was amiss. He could
feel it. "Thanks for the info, pal, but I gotta split. Somethin' mad's afoot, and I've gotta stop it." Before Reclumen could respond, Bade whirled his trenchcoat and disappeared into the roiling mist that had suddenly appeared. The Imperial agent shivered. It seemed distingtly
dangerous--and, he reminded himself, things that were dangerous in Bade's world could be downright lethal in the real one. He shivered again--something was
seriously wrong here, and for the sake of the Empire he had to make sure it wouldn't--
The mist thinned, and the gaslight at the end of the alley began to fade into something distinctly more futuristic.
Spast! He moves fast. He took a step forward, racking his brain for some reason, some excuse to stay close to Bade--the man didn't like to be followed, and in that mist Bade might mistake him for an enemy and open fire--but his mind remained blank for several long moments, as if the mist of Bade's fantasy had entered his own mind. In desperation he called out, "Hey! What about my fee--?"
Fee? What fee? Had those idiots in management missed his paycheck again? Or had those poisons the Intelligence agent had insisted on handling "discretely"--which in this case meant off the record, out of sight of other Imperial eyes--turned out to be more expensive to acquire than he thought? Reclumen growled. One day he was going to get his transfer, and he would
run I&R. Until then, though, he was stuck here, working a a low-paying (when they even remembered to pay him), pointless, powerless position at a facility the Emperor himself couldn't care less about.
Professor Reclumen turned and re-entered the building, heading for his office.
-==IC: Bade==-
Bade reached base, and by now he knew something was wrong. "Shiza!" he yelled, remembering her name in an unprecedented moment of clarity and sanity. His cry echoed throught the halls of the facility. He saw Adrian in the hallway. "Where's Shiza? Something's wrong. Terribly wrong. I've got to find her!" Adrian, startled at Bade's sanity, opened his mouth to reply, but Bade was gone before he could utter a single word. Bade raced past a door, then skidded to a halt when he felt a distinct--if unusual--concentration of Soul Energy within. Bade kicked the door down. He saw Carrie grabbing one of Servo's arms, and Servo's body had started to glow. Bade felt a pulse of Soul Energy--whatever was about to happen, it was going to go down
now. He grabbed Servo's second arm, and began to drag him and Carrie into the hallway. That's when he saw Shiza at the end of the hall. "Shiza!" he called again, and she whipped around to face him. The panic in Bade's tone and on his face left no room for hesitation; she raced toward him, lunging for Servo's remaining free arm as a powerful wave of energy hit...
