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Bella's mid-conversation with Jane when she cuts out.

[Jane?]

Jane... pretty much fails to exist.

[Jane.]

Nothing.

Bella goes to the Janepoint, and there's a message for her on the screen, something about lost ansible connection.

Well, shit.

[Queenie, Ghosty, Slipstick?]
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[Mm?]

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[What she said.]

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[Jane's ansible cut out. Local stuff like the Saturn toplevel domain that she set up will still work, but we can't leave the universe without a conventional Milliways door, or talk to anyone outside it either.]

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[Aww, that sucks,] says Queenie.

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[What she said!] says Slipstick.

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[Yeah, seriously. Just letting you know. Slipstick, I would really appreciate your help figuring out how to backpedal on my claims of being able to raise the dead if anyone calls me on it, I don't know how long Jane will be gone and evil-based resurrection has its flaws.]

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[Now there's a thorny problem,] she says. [I'll think about it. For now, don't remind anybody.]

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[Of course. Thanks.]

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[No problem.]

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[And I would appreciate it if all of you would open perhaps more doors than you usually bother with and tell me immediately if any of them lead to Milliways.]

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[Sure thing,] says Queenie.

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[No problem.]

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Bella scales back all her communications with world leaders, and manages to proceed without any of them asking her to produce a dead person or explain how it might be done.

She has the news on in the background while she designs herself a ninja costume. She might as well look the part, since her aura insists. Her seeing-through-things power means she could cover her entire face and operate unimpeded...
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[Hey,] says Queenie. [You busy?]

She sounds... concerned.
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[Nothing I can't put down, what is it?]

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[Some chucklehead's trying to take over Gotham,] she says. [I turned his nuke into a big fluffy rabbit and now he's having a tantrum.]

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[Thank you for letting me know, and thank you for fixing the nuke.]

Bella wishes up a version of her current draft of the ninja suit. It's black, fading to gray at a few places, covers her head to toe, and generally looks like she ought to have a couple of swords on her person even though she has not included swords.

She teleports to location of the ex-nuclear rabbit, stealth on, to scope out the situation.
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A large bald man with a strange mask obscuring the lower half of his face is wandering back and forth across the intact end of a mostly destroyed football field, roaring intermittently. Nearby is a smaller, more conventionally dressed, infinitely more anxious-looking person, edging nervously away from an enormous fluffy white rabbit with a tiny top hat perched between its floppy ears. There is general chaos in the stands, particularly the part of the stands that is a fresh smoking crater.

Queenie is the only person in the audience who is still calmly seated.
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Oh dear. Pattern whips up a quick wish that will prevent anyone from getting crushed or trampled in the chaos, and then she spotlights her aura - the stadium lights turn to accommodate her - and stalks in the direction of the roaring person. "Excuse me," she says, "but what do you think you are doing?"

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The roaring person whirls and tries to grab her.

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Super-speed is Bell standard. This Bella may not have much to boast beyond the standard, but she has that. She's not there anymore. "I asked a civil question," she says.

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The roaring person continues to roar. It's a very impressive sound, really.

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"You're going to develop a respiratory ailment." She doesn't really want to come out with all her powers on what is undoubtedly national television.

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...at that, he actually starts to laugh.

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"Seriously, dude, what's going on? Why did you want to nuke this place?"

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