Cancelling the Show (Second Aspect Investigation/Challenge)

Azul checked the post he had made once more, then twice. He stood At the entrance to the Aquatic Bio Dome, Soul Bound in hand, while in the other he was holding a piece of rolled up parchment. He took a steady breath, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do. He had no clue how many people he could expect to show up. Like always, in the end, the only person he could count on...was himself. He'd considered calling Vel, or the girl who wore Scooba Gear, but there was no point. He didn't know them well enough to ask them to risk their lives for him, when it came down to it. If they cared enough to do anything about it, if they even saw the post, they showed up.

And as depressing as it was, that was what he had to think of every Seeker in Junction. Only the ones who really cared would show up. It was just something he had to accept. He'd set up a failsafe, at least. If he died, everything he knew about the situation at hand would be posted. Maybe somebody else would have better luck at figuring out how to kill it. Maybe a first wave of seekers dying would spur the rest to action.

Or maybe they'd stay apathetic. Maybe they'd just leave, and let Junction be somebody else's problem. He couldn't blame them if they did. He checked the time once more. Ten minutes. He'd give it ten minutes to see if anyone else turned up, then he'd have to go inside. If he was on his own...well, at least he was only getting himself killed. A nagging in the back of his mind told him it was a bad idea, that he needed to just leave...but he couldn't.

He wasn't going to hide under his sheets and wait for someone to come kill him.

As soon as Milton came across the message, recognizing Azul being the poster, he made his way over to Morgasimer's finished room and knocked on the door. "Morgasimer, we have a lead!I'll be at the lobby. Get your armor on and let's go!"
Eager to follow up on a lead about one of these Aspects thanks to those in his unofficial group, Milton made his way to the meeting place within seven minutes. His sword was sharpened, his skin crawled with energy, and Morgasimer was hopefully hot on his tail as he shouted to Azul to catch his attention.

"Azul, I'm here! Morgasimer is joining us if that's alright. So then, what are we expecting?"

Here the fug we are again, folks. Can't get a lick a rest I tells ya but I damn well tried to. Took it easy fer a couple an' was gearin' up to go fer a run at this big bad motherfucker when I got the word that he'd be comin' fer us 'fore we got the chance to get our shit together. Fancy fuggen that. But I ain't get caught completely with my pants 'round my ankles, nosir. I got a 'lil bit a gear on me an' a better knife, more'a them magic runes what I can use. New trick up my sleeve too, ol' Kesson Rel's got somethin' what to get our stamina back. An' a whole shitpot fulla healin' potions, gonna be drinkin' these down like elves drink piss an' call it wine I reckon. Better to have it'n not I s'pose. Can't ask fer more perfect weather fer this shit neither, really sets the mood there. An' it's good fer disappearin' in the storm, might need that 'lil advantage. But I'm ramblin' an' it ain't time fer talkin', s'high time we got somethin' done around here.

'Course my boys are here, I heard the call come out through the grapevine. Can't tell ya how fuggen glad I am that it ain't just me bustin' my ass fer this but this ain't a situation fer smiles there. I come wearin' a frown an' packin' some serious iron.
"Whadya say we give this skinner a taste of'is own liquid shit there, fellas?" I says, checkin' over my crossbow.

The Dreedle knew exactly what the post was about the moment he began reading it, whatever it was that was messing with Junction now was clearly getting more active and it had to be stopped sooner rather than later. If nothing was done about it, who knows how many innocent lives would be lost... Despite seeing first hand how strong their opponents could be, Kuzi wouldn't be able to live with the guilt if he just stayed at home and hid as other fought to protect Junction. Knowing full well his presence could make even the smallest of differences, even if it only brought the rest of Junction time. It'd be worth it... P-probably.

Coming up on the meeting point, the pink fluff would notice three of the members of the group back from the original investigation for the MOMs, he'd sigh a light sigh of relief. At least he knew these guys could hold their own and together. Maybe they'd have a chance. "Yo! Looks like fate's drawn me back to you guys, huh? We expecting anyone else to rock up?" He'd ask, trying his best to stay optimistic whilst he still could.

Morgasimer ran as best she could with her helmet only half latched, if she ran to hard or to quick it was liable to fall right off and leave her exposed to any number of weird alien gases. Whatever the hell got Milton so spooked must be important to go running out into the bio-dome's in the middle of a rain storm. Why the hell Junction simulated rain inside the tower was beyond her but hey, it was hardly the weirdest thing she had seen sense leaving Permanence. The entire way here it had been raining, in fact it had been getting harder the closer they got to the bio-dome. In fact here, at the entrance to the biom it was a near torrential downpour. Not that it mattered all that much.

So we got a party together. Real fuggen swell there an' I ain't lyin', the more the fuggen merrier when we take this asshole down. Rain ain't bother me none, keeps me alert an' I got my hood up anyway. The cold's pretty rough on these old bones but the hurt just means I'm livin'. Can't say the same fer whoever I can sneak up on in this shit.
"I ain't expectin' nobody," I says, "I ain't see anyone else but them other folks do this kinda shit an' ain't see hide nor hair'a them since we killed Lolth. Gonna let Azul here do the heavy thinkin'," I says, "But I can say what I know. Thing's fuggen preoccupied with hate an' wantin' to let go a yer body an' shit, real messed up. Ain't plannin' on dyin' here so best ya be careful, it'll try to charm ya into fuggen slicin' yer damn wrists open I'm bettin'. Other ones did. So's I gots me a few clues way back when ya know, that thingamajig with the buttons, the scroll what blondie's got, an' a knife. Now if'n I got any common sense an' I think ah do this knife's gotta go in that motherfucker right there, ain't no two ways about it. But I also got me a box I found, ship painted on it. No latch, don't fuggen open. Now this a puzzle, see? I know magical motherfuckers, they got a hardon fer this shit. Thinkin' I gotta submerge it to get it to open. No fuggen idea what's inside but at worst it's gonna be nothin' an' at best it's gonna be somethin' so I'm thinkin' I'm gonna try that 'fore we get started here. Azul's got more info on where this salty asshole might call home so we can go off'a what he says when we get around to it. Some kinda cove I think, shouldn't be too hard to spot. Hopin' y'all know how to swim if'n it comes down to it."

I turn to start headin' toward the beach so I can set the box underwater, but I stop a couple steps in.
"By the way. Talked to the mayor 'fore we came, tol'er what we's doin'. She wants us to take this thing alive," I make finger quotes as I speak. Fuggen ignant I tells ya. This ain't somethin' ya take alive, shit don't work that way.
"Personally I'm fuggen against it, this thing needs a couple new throat holes. What you wanna put a damn monster on trial? How gat dayum stupid ya gotta be? I say you get the chance to kill this thing you fuggen do it. Ain't nobody'll blame ya. I sure as the Hells ain't gonna judge." I start turnin' again but I stop an' look over my shoulder.
"One last thing. Says she wants to meet ya, might have work comin' fer it. She's gonna wanna ask ya fer a favor I'm tellin' ya right now and I ain't sayin' don't do it but I'm sayin' think real hard 'bout what ya agree to. Ain't no one give away nothin' fer free. Figure I can explain later. We got a shallow grave to dig."

I start walkin' all calm like, headin' down to the waterfront. Ain't see no reason to keep on my toes yet but I can make meself disappear at a moment's notice if'n I see somethin' I don't like. But I gotta get this box figured out first an' I gots me a hunch.

Was there really no one else in the whole of Junction who was going to turn up to help with this...? Kuzi found that hard to believe, there had to be a reason for it... Granted he didn't know exactly how many Seekers there actually were in Junction but. He knew for a fact he'd met more than just the four of them that were here, or well, three he'd met and someone in some kind of diving gear? He wasn't about to ask questions about it, honestly seemed like a smart choice of gear for what they were about to do which reminded him... He was absolutely drenched. The fluff almost had his whole body submerged by just the random puddles that had formed at their meeting spot. It was lucky his Ra taught him to swim when he was little, though how well he'd fare against strong currents if he was washed out to see he didn't have much faith in.

The Dreedle would try to take in all of the information the green one handed out about what he'd learned before, it was a little difficult to hear with the constant sound of water splashing on his head but he got the jist of it. "The mayor wants to see us?" He'd respond, more so out of reflex. There wasn't much point in questioning it further now when they had more important things to worry about. And, well it kind of made sense if they were the ones defending Junction from these things that the mayor would want to speak with them... Sounded spooky though. "I have a few hunches myself of what might happen next, as well as possibly what we need to do. Or at least, a part of what we have to do. I know I mentioned it before, but I was there when the Rake was taken down and I'm fairly sure this is something similar. If it is this isn't going to be easy in the slightest and, the world may become a little weird. The Rake forced us into this weird, alternate... Sorta like a pocket dimension, it was just a black void as we fought... It was super weird. T-though I'm off track, the Rake's true form that we could attack didn't appear at all until we spoke out its name. Honestly, I'm not even sure where the name came from last time it just sorta appeared in my head, may not apply here but, figured I'd mention there may be a chance a call to hunt is required. So if any of ya get any names in your head when everything starts going nuts feel free to shout it out!" With that rambled explanation over, Kuzi would shake himself to try and lessen the weight of water on him as he followed Grubby into the aqua dome.

Milton stood with the crew in the middle of the flooding curtains of rain, tiny fizzles sparking out from the few stray drips that slipped into his string-lined skin and onto his metallic body. As far as the mechanics behind his body could test, he was waterproof enough to swim around like any other person. Combined with his reserve oxygen and majorly reduced need for oxygen to breathe, it would only be a matter of the landscape to determine his swimming ability.

"I can swim perfectly fine, though a waterproof suit would make me feel more comfortable in case I run into anything sharp. I agree that taking alive is a pretty dangerous decision to an enemy we haven't gauged the strength of. Maybe the Mayor has an idea on how to handle it. Either way, I'll contribute to whatever you consider the right option, Grubby. Wear it down as much as we can, kill it if it won't back down."

"So learning the name of these abnormalities granted you an edge on locating and damaging it? That's good to know. I'll let you guys know if anything springs to my mind. So then, you ready to come hunt with us, Morgasimer? Sorry for the rush. I considered time of the essence... maybe too important."