We Are Our Avatars XI (Open)

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"Well this little fellow begs to differ." Candace pet the dragon again.

"You did not hunt it, it basically chose to come to you. Maybe because it found it funny how you fell from the tree."

The pet dragon made a content sound and pushed its head against Candace's hand, liking the pets.

"But I still got it!" Candace pet harder.

The dragon blinked out of existence as it did not like the hard pets.

"Oh, yes. Completely."

Candace looked at the dragon was, dejected.

The dragon blinked back a few seconds later, and sat itself on Candace's head.

Dala laughed. "I think it more does what it wants."

"Will you just let me have this?!" Candace pleaded with Dala.

"You can have the faerie dragon. But there's a good reason why I chose it - because it is not as dangerous as like all other magical beasts. That I know of."

"Do you doubt my skill?" Candace asked, a bit hurt.

"You literally forgot a net or cage or anything. Why should I not doubt it?"

Helena sat impassively as a rather morbid looking Gilson and equally gaunt Imogen delivered their report on CA.
"The crux of everyrhing was simple. CA was ready for live testing.

"Good" Helena said "I have the ideal targets"


Sarah read in a few books while waiting on the others to finish themselves. Then she yawned.

"Any news from the world?" she asked in the general direction of Ella and Dalahar.

"You admit yourself that a cage would not help here anyway." Candace pointed out to Dala, reaching up to pet the dragon on her head once more.

"Well, there are things to catch them. But you did not even think of the ones in regular hunting. So sorry if I don't trust you to be able to catch one - not to mention that I don't want you to die, and you would, most likely."

"Fine. I'll get some rope before the next expedition." Candace told her.

"Nothing but what I already know. I imagine looting of the dead will begin shortly. Unless regulated, there may be some xenos-scale clothing on the market" Dalahar states.

Research facility
Helena and tombstone had been far to busy to pay much attention to the anomaly that was Sarah's drone that was still lodged in her Triton strike ship. She would be delayed. She was leaning against the wall in the control room. A dozen technitions were interfacing with work stations as they monitored and streamed information to CA. This first deployment was heavily restricted, the frame of CA was active but much of its processing power was almost lobotomised due to the risk involved. This was a raw combat test. Helena wanted to see the capabilities for herself.

Imogen sat in the station beside Gilson. She was still rather tired and grim whereas Gilson was seemingly more excited, eager to finally see CA in action. "Desert Island is leaving the theoretical stage." He announced "14:34 local time. Project Cast Away: active. Deploying"

Fitted in a disposable laugh system, Cast Away was fired from the base like a missle to its destination

"I have an idea. You fight me. If you can beat me and tie me up, you can deal with magical beasts."

"Deal. But perhaps not here..." Candace suggested, mindful of her newfound pet.

Sarah was silent for a bit, not comfortable with the idea of talking animals being processed into clothing.

"Hmm ... I actually know where the position of the weird woman is, or at least her aircraft. Not sure what to do with that ..."

"Yes, not here. How about a mountain-top? Or do you prefer some other place?" Dala said.

The faerie dragon made more glittering sound, because it was happy.

Candace though for a second. "Actually, we have no need. I think I know someone we can talk to about hunting a magic beast. I met her in the bounty shop."

"So you had a specific place in mind? Why did you not tell me before?"

Shana, having read her fill of the history on South Africa, moved to where Sarah was.

"I was going to, but you insisted we come here first." Candace replied.

"Can I have that book?" Lambda asked Shana.

"I asked you if you want to go to a particular world, and you said it's my choice ...

Anyways, where to? To the bounty shop?"

"Whatever. And... can you find a specific world or person?" Candace asked.

"Sure thing." She handed it over to Lambda.

Lambda took the book, flipping through it incredibly fast, her mechanism red eye glowing brightly as she scanned the pages. She handed it back to Shana within twenty seconds with a small smile.

"Very much depends on if I know the location or not."

"Well I'm not sure how to get there exactly, but I know the woman who told me about it. A woman named Riana. She was the one in the bounty store, she had the ears of a cat..." Candace explained.

"Hmm ... I don't know her. And there are several people with these kinds of ears.
But we could enter the bounty store, I might be able to track her from there. Unless you even know the name of her world, or something else that might give me a hint. Maybe you have something from her world? A piece of her hair?"

"It's good information to have, if risky. She may have the capability to track you back through it" he warned

Shana made a small chuckle, somewhat amused by Lambda's quick reading. She returned the book to the shelf.

"Well, then we must simply find a means to get on the aircraft."

OOC: Off to get fabric.

Candace though for a second, then checked her pockets.

"...why are you laughing?" Lambda asked.

Candace would find some paper with a bunch of numbers on it. Specifically, Rinia's phone number.

"Forgot that you were a type of Savant.........wait" Dalahar said "autosenses picking something up, high velocity" he warned

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