Legion World Forums LEGION OUTPOST Mission Monitor Board Cobalt's Office of Security - Post-Crisis

<My's omnicom goes off and an excited babble of extremely hi-pitched noise erupts. She stares at it for a second before shaking her head slowly and hitting the mute switch and opening a chanel to the female officer's bunkroom.>

Gladys? You Awake?

<A series of light bursts erupt from the monitor.>

Don't yell! Your name is at the top of the standby list, I need you here asap. something's come up that I have to handle.

Crap on a Stick! Now Gladys is POed at me and I'm gonna have to listen to Queen Hoo Rah's imitation Cack rant for the sixth time this month...

<Outside the Security Office Zardi watches as Gladys the Sentient Disco Ball relieves My Wee Fem on Monitor Duty>

A Sparckleoptican! There's a Sparckleoptican on Legion World!

<He reaches into his tux breast pocket and pulls out a small flask.>

Some tequila should be all I need...

<in the Situation Room>

So many memories seeping in my mind. Ghost Girl...her ethereal touch did something to me...ignited memories of a past life. Then...Shady touched me empathically--brought it even further.....

<makes the purple fire of Lard Force crest around his left, and only, hand>

I've heard "magic" defined before as energy that originates from outside the universe. Isn't that what the Lard Force is?

I was...I was a mage...centuries, no...milennia ago.

Is that what I will need to do here? Become the mage I was many lifetimes ago?

Greetings to the Security Office!

[I find it rather improper that there is no official designated to greet and welcome guests, but I shall keep that to myself]

I seek an audience with whomever leads this ministry!

Ohmygod! An Elf! I mean... Hello, how may I like help you?

(through the doorway of the tesseracts, Luna appears into the Security Office, on the second floor in her own office, the door remains open until her companions come forth from it, but only two appears and then it slams shut)

Where is the empath?

The mystic powers that allowed me to sense Kent should allow me to follow her, her empathic powers make her elusive, but I feel that she has not left the Castle.

I do not know her well, but as many empaths before her, her powers make her more...compassionate, perhaps she was compelled to stay.

Perhaps this missions was not a complete waste, Kent, did you find anything of any use?

**Meow**

Pagan was afraid that Candle wouldn't leave... She said she'd sense that deep down most fo Zardi's family aren't there willingly...

I gotta go tell her she was right.

**Meow**

<SC leaps at the wall, a tesseract door opens and he is gone.>

<Walks into the Monitor Room.>

Gladys? Gladys?

<Sees a small empty tequila bottle laying on the monitor board.>

Crap on a Stick...

Gladys is missing?!?!

<aside> Damn, I hope she didn't get pregnant after that party .....

(to Luna)

A lot... too much. I'm still trying to process it all.

That place... it's like it seized control of part of me. I've always wondered the full extent of my sensory abilities... you know, my abilities to see through illusions? I've been able to see through all types: technological, psionic and magickal. But I've never thought of my skill in this regard as magickal. But...

My gut feeling is that I was so mesmerized because my senses must be at least partially magickal. I'd never realized...

But that's neither here nor there for the moment.

I can tell you this:

Zardoz has been around for quite a while. I'm guessing he seeks out magickal-types and invites or seduces them to stay with him.

His agreements with Mearl Dox seem legit. I knew Mearl quite well; I'm pretty sure I could have seen through a forgery.

I suspect he showed her the willing members of his collection. It truly is a floating castle of marvels; if he hadn't tipped his hand so early we might all have assumed he was a potential friend and ally.

Seeking out...?

Exactly who does he think he is, the herder of magic beings? Are we all suppose to go grazing together while his whelp minotaur nips at our heals?

Invitation is one thing, but seduction is nothing more than manipulation and if that is his game, I do not find it at all comforting that he has brought it here.

The question becomes, does he want these beings, or need them? Does he draw power from them? I think it would be wise if we got some of our non-mystics on board. Those of us that may prove to be target worthy should sit back, form a plan on how we can be of use, without ending up as his captives.

I have already contacted my sisters through our unique rapport, Avalon has shut down all access to its lands, nothing may enter there.

I shall gather my things and prepare to go into hiding for the moment. I suggest that someone contact Pagan Lass and let her know that she is in danger and that she too had best keep out of the sight of our newest resident.

I shall of course be reachable by mind, as magic isn't necessarily telepathy, I can see you mind in a magic way different from normal psychics. I shall know if it is a team member contacting me, but still, we do not know his true power, so only contact me in great need.

(She departs to her office)

Incoming Message:

My, I've recieved your message and am en route. As you are aware I've been in the Khanate of Sol Invictus chasing the criminal Ol-Vir and have now captured him. There was an element of religious fanactisicm involved that caused the case to drag out further than I intended. Because of the vacancy of an assistant for me now that Lolita has quit doing that as well as the Security Office, it's become increasingly harder to sort through all the real pressing matters and the bullshit. We'll need to fill that position though I feel sorry for the girl who gets that job.

You are doing a fine job and I will join you once I drop off Ol-vir at Takron Galtos' infirmiry after giving him permanent led poisoning.

I'm glad Luna has returned to us. We'll need her.

Message out.

okay Shady, I got your message, I'm on my way...

My apologies. I was summoned away for another task.

I am here to see this Cobalt Kid in charge of this ministry.

Luna!

Luna, are you here!?

You must contact Pagan Lass at once! She must flee the castle at once! She is in great dange-

(looks at Legolas)

What are you doing here?

My counsel, my dear wisp that barely counts as a phantom, is one I keep with my liege.

Our business at this office is not something we deign to share with those better served minding the affairs of the departed.

Ohmygod! You look like an elf but you like talk like...

Miss Ghost, did you just say that Pagan Lass is in danger in the Castle?

I got a message for your boss Elf... He harms on hair on Gram's head...

<span style="font-size: 20px;">Click-Click</span> ...I go hunting, and I won't be alone!

Nobody, No One! Find Gramps and Uncle Spacey I need to talk to them.

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(appears as a transparent astral projection)

Security Officers!!! I speak to you from my Refuge. Candle must be regulated. She is digging to deep in this castle. She may soon unleash horrors that the combined efforts of all of Legion World may not stop.

Her over zealous compassion may be her undoing, as well as Legion Worlds. I advise removing her from castle, and remembers, her powers and faith may make her his target as well.

(fades away)

Candle walks into the Office.
No one greets her because no one is there.

"May I leave a message for Cobie?" she asks the air?

Well, I guess I'll write one and leave it in his cubby.)

Dearest Cobie,
Greetings!
There is no need to 'sanction' me.
I have fulfilled my various missions and will leave the rest of the uproar to the kids to solve.
I'm sorry that they seem to have misjudged my wisdom, understanding, connections and powers.
sigh

I promise not to get involved in future adventures or scare anyone or tread on magical toes or be rude to crazed amoral despots.
(She uncrosses her fingers.)

Please, be careful and give your wife a kiss for me,
Shadowplay in Candlelight

(There, that takes care of that, I hope.)

As she walks out of the door, two stray kitties, and come meowing up to her and brush against her legs.

"Well, hi, darlin's! Are ya'll hungry?" she says.
"Meow, meow!"
"All right! I know a great place just down a block."

And the three head across the street to the local deli for a snack.

Candle runs back into the still empty office and leaves another note to Cobie.

PS ~ Ignore any rumors, if there are any, of my being captured or something, by Kardi and group.

has joined me and we'll catch up to to rejoin LSH before making our way across the 'verses'.

I DO have to make a brief stop on the way, just to deliver a present.

Bye,
Candle

<breaks through Legion World orbit at top speed, magnetically protecting self and using security chips linked to Cobalt's mind to confirm over the data registry>

Just when I think I get a moment to relax and have a cup of coffee...

<notices giant Castle in the Sky>

That's new.

<lands at full speed into Security Office, directly through a special tesseract port that leads directly to his office; files are piled everywhere, lights are blinking on all communication devices>

Alright. Time to figure out what the hell is going on, and just where all the Security Officers are. I may have to pump the smell of fresh blood into the vents to get Sharky riled up to keep things moving along for me. Still no word from Lolita...I guess I really did destroy that relationship, bastard that I am.

<takes deep breath>

Okay, here we go, time to see whats with all the commotion outside.

<walks into hallways leading to main lobby>

My Whee Fem, are you around? Anyone seen Space Ranger or Matlock?

<sees Matlock's assistant, Giselle Bonita>

Giselle, see if you can have the LMB Leadership's support staff have Shady--excuse me, Candle--sent a message and ask her to come see me. Also, let me know what the status is in getting me a new assistant. Also, I need a strong cup of coffee, and get ready to crack a bottle of something stronger if this day turns out to be the way I think it will.

<rubs shoulder; dried blood and a tear in his costume reveal Ol-Vir did not go quietly and roughed him up; Cobalt takes his shirt off right in the hallway and throws it into the star-trash receptle, incinerating it into atoms>

And somebody get me a decent shirt, will you?

<Sniff ... sniff, sniff>

Do I smell blood?

My dear Cobalt Kid,

by all means please to tend to yourself and settle in following your recent adventures.

I request an audience at you earliest convenience.