This is gonna hurt
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crossing_lostrpTara looked at both Damon and Molly. She didn't want to do this. She knew she hadn't fully explained the consequences of what would happen, but they didn't have time. They trusted her, and she needed to make sure she didn't betray that trust. She just hoped Damon would understand.
She had Damon focus his ability on the controls, extending them into the system as far as he could and still maintain solid control. She had Molly focus on her inner self, emotions, and what she did normally to transfer energy. While they were focusing their talents, so did Tara. It felt good to finally use the energy she had stored. It was starting to itch. Tara began to tune out everything else except Molly's energy coming in, Damon's energy and the flow between them all and the complex.
She focused first on Damon's aura. Tranforming magic energy into psychic energy (or any other energy) was not easy. That was indeed the hardest part of the task. She had to tune it enough not to overload Damon's brain. She could do some serious damage if she did it wrong. When she felt she had calibrated her energy, she forced it into Damon and along his psychic network feeling things the way Damon did. Extending his ability, extending his power throughout the entire complex. Moving at the speed of light. /Wow, this is so cool./ Tara thought, until she heard Damon call out.
He started to pull back from the pain. She had tuned it as much as she could, but she couldn't stop now. So, she used his psychic ability and Molly's extra energy to both try to ease Damon's fear and pain and prevent him from pulling back. /Damon, HOLD ON! You've GOT to HOLD ON!/ If he pulled back too soon, it would cause more damage. Tara began to cry as a part of her reeled at what she was doing to him.
They were almost done. They had almost completely penetrated the entire network. It really didn't take long, but she knew it must seem like forever to them. She didn't understand anything that she was seeing, but let Damon figure it all out. Damon had a particular interest in one area of the system, but she couldn't figure out why. Damon had collapsed to his knees, but still managed to hold on by sheer force of will. She also felt that Molly was reaching her end point, too. But she needed Molly to reinforce Damon. So, she pulled harder at Molly to help Damon. Molly gasped, but also held on. As a final act, Tara called upon her own inner strength to support the both of them. Damon's psychic link and empathic ability allowed her to help her friends through this in a way she never could before with just magic. Allowed her to even heal some of the damage her spell had done and use some of her own energy to refuel them. It would cost her.
Finally, they were done. Tara's discharge was big enough to allow Damon to override and bring down the main system. The lockdown disengaged, but plunged the place into darkness. Emergency lighting flared on while the whole system began to reset. Tara started to slowly pull back. She couldn't do it quickly, and they still weren't done.
/Damon, reengage the controls while we are here./ Damon was reeling from Tara's force. Their minds were merging dangerously close, but Tara still managed to keep them seperate. /Thank you, Molly. Thank you, Damon./ She sent briefly. They remained engaged in the central systems till they were up again and Damon could re-engage the controls for the cameras, and lock out any outside system (ie, Dharma) from taking control again.
Once that was done, Damon lashed out at her. /Let me go!/ Tara felt the brunt of his will and understood. She'd put him through alot. She pulled back the rest of the way and released the hold. She still had released a bit too soon and the residual hybrid energy arced from Tara and hit a wall socket. They all fell to the ground, completely unaware that they had been floating.
ooc: note MB, sorry, but your abilities are *severly* limited now and the use of them hurts. You have a headache to say the least and are very tired. Tara gave you enough energy to hopefully keep you going until you could rest. Also, you find yourself suddenly attracted to Molly (eep) and have apprehension around perceived men of power (like The Doctor and Methos if we see him). Plus, you have some vague memories/empathic feelings of the abuse that Tara went through from her father and brothers (mostly mental/emotional). Yes, this will all fade as you rest and recharge and heal. Molly, since you were pulled instead of pushed, you are just drained and tired. Tara has gained your Elven whimsy, chaos and love/need for nature. Tara, however, is definitely out for the count. Her features appear gaunt-ish because she gave enough of herself to prop up Molly and Damon (especially) that she's actually lost weight and is severaly dehydrated. She could use an IV, but will survive without one. Also, she's burnt where the arc of energy hit her (chest area), but it isn't serious. She's going to find herself attracted to Claire (lots) and Ami (little), begrudginly respecting Scott while still not liking him (a little, her normal feelings for him are good), and any other personality traits/memories you think she should have. and of course, any ebil you so desire beyond that. muhaha. Finally, Gaminatrix/Damon, I left a potential plot bunny with Damon's interest in one specific area of the system. Feel free to do anything or nothing with it. Sorry this was so long.
She had Damon focus his ability on the controls, extending them into the system as far as he could and still maintain solid control. She had Molly focus on her inner self, emotions, and what she did normally to transfer energy. While they were focusing their talents, so did Tara. It felt good to finally use the energy she had stored. It was starting to itch. Tara began to tune out everything else except Molly's energy coming in, Damon's energy and the flow between them all and the complex.
She focused first on Damon's aura. Tranforming magic energy into psychic energy (or any other energy) was not easy. That was indeed the hardest part of the task. She had to tune it enough not to overload Damon's brain. She could do some serious damage if she did it wrong. When she felt she had calibrated her energy, she forced it into Damon and along his psychic network feeling things the way Damon did. Extending his ability, extending his power throughout the entire complex. Moving at the speed of light. /Wow, this is so cool./ Tara thought, until she heard Damon call out.
He started to pull back from the pain. She had tuned it as much as she could, but she couldn't stop now. So, she used his psychic ability and Molly's extra energy to both try to ease Damon's fear and pain and prevent him from pulling back. /Damon, HOLD ON! You've GOT to HOLD ON!/ If he pulled back too soon, it would cause more damage. Tara began to cry as a part of her reeled at what she was doing to him.
They were almost done. They had almost completely penetrated the entire network. It really didn't take long, but she knew it must seem like forever to them. She didn't understand anything that she was seeing, but let Damon figure it all out. Damon had a particular interest in one area of the system, but she couldn't figure out why. Damon had collapsed to his knees, but still managed to hold on by sheer force of will. She also felt that Molly was reaching her end point, too. But she needed Molly to reinforce Damon. So, she pulled harder at Molly to help Damon. Molly gasped, but also held on. As a final act, Tara called upon her own inner strength to support the both of them. Damon's psychic link and empathic ability allowed her to help her friends through this in a way she never could before with just magic. Allowed her to even heal some of the damage her spell had done and use some of her own energy to refuel them. It would cost her.
Finally, they were done. Tara's discharge was big enough to allow Damon to override and bring down the main system. The lockdown disengaged, but plunged the place into darkness. Emergency lighting flared on while the whole system began to reset. Tara started to slowly pull back. She couldn't do it quickly, and they still weren't done.
/Damon, reengage the controls while we are here./ Damon was reeling from Tara's force. Their minds were merging dangerously close, but Tara still managed to keep them seperate. /Thank you, Molly. Thank you, Damon./ She sent briefly. They remained engaged in the central systems till they were up again and Damon could re-engage the controls for the cameras, and lock out any outside system (ie, Dharma) from taking control again.
Once that was done, Damon lashed out at her. /Let me go!/ Tara felt the brunt of his will and understood. She'd put him through alot. She pulled back the rest of the way and released the hold. She still had released a bit too soon and the residual hybrid energy arced from Tara and hit a wall socket. They all fell to the ground, completely unaware that they had been floating.
ooc: note MB, sorry, but your abilities are *severly* limited now and the use of them hurts. You have a headache to say the least and are very tired. Tara gave you enough energy to hopefully keep you going until you could rest. Also, you find yourself suddenly attracted to Molly (eep) and have apprehension around perceived men of power (like The Doctor and Methos if we see him). Plus, you have some vague memories/empathic feelings of the abuse that Tara went through from her father and brothers (mostly mental/emotional). Yes, this will all fade as you rest and recharge and heal. Molly, since you were pulled instead of pushed, you are just drained and tired. Tara has gained your Elven whimsy, chaos and love/need for nature. Tara, however, is definitely out for the count. Her features appear gaunt-ish because she gave enough of herself to prop up Molly and Damon (especially) that she's actually lost weight and is severaly dehydrated. She could use an IV, but will survive without one. Also, she's burnt where the arc of energy hit her (chest area), but it isn't serious. She's going to find herself attracted to Claire (lots) and Ami (little), begrudginly respecting Scott while still not liking him (a little, her normal feelings for him are good), and any other personality traits/memories you think she should have. and of course, any ebil you so desire beyond that. muhaha. Finally, Gaminatrix/Damon, I left a potential plot bunny with Damon's interest in one specific area of the system. Feel free to do anything or nothing with it. Sorry this was so long.
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OOC applause
Date: 2006-08-18 01:44 pm (UTC)Re: OOC applause
Date: 2006-08-18 02:16 pm (UTC)[Locke] Stuck here without you (open tag)
Date: 2006-08-18 02:56 pm (UTC)Shortly after the power was restored and the monitors flickered to life, Molly, Tara, and Damon fell unceremoniously to the floor. Locke and Alex checked each of their vitals. Tara was the worst off by far. Her already loose-fitting clothes hung on her. Her cheeks were hollowed, and her lips dry and cracked.
While Alex moved Damon's and Molly's unconscious but stable bodies to more comfortable positions, Locke moved his pack behind Tara's head. He gently lifted the witch so that her head and shoulders were elevated by resting against his backpack. Locke unclipped his canteen from his belt, opened Tara's mouth slightly, and poured a few drops of water on to her tongue. She swallowed out of reflex.
Locke's initial grin quickly faded. He wanted to go to Daisy. He'd seen her on the monitors, beautiful and fierce and determined. He'd seen the black and white image of her blood splattered all over that room, but he was needed here.
"I think they're just sleeping," Alex said softly.
After pouring a few more drops of water into Tara's mouth Locke looked up at the teenager. "Alex, would you do something for me?" She nodded. "Go to the console. See if there's an intercom to the room Daisy's in. She's the blonde with--"
"The grim reaper," Alex supplied, completely unfazed.
Locke smiled momentarily. "Yes. Tell her that I'm -- John -- is in the control room."
Grinning, Alex sprang to her feet and followed orders. Locke liked the kid even more.
[Alex] That Was Cool (no tag yet)
Date: 2006-08-18 03:15 pm (UTC)Alex watched it all in awe. This was what Dharma was afraid of; this is what they wanted to learn from, to mimic, to control for "the greater good." She may be naive, but Alex knew that Dharma's idea of the greater good had been seriously corrupted and compromised . . . what was that saying about absolute power?
She didn't need to be a genius, medically educated or psychic to know that Molly, Damon and Tara were exhausted - physically, psychically and magically wherever applicable.
After paging Daisy for John, she was surprised to see that Damon was actually hauling himself to his feet. Slowly and somewhat painfully, but he was doing it.
"You should rest!" Alex exclaimed.
He muttered something very uncharitable things about witches and magic and bossy teenagers as he literally dragged himself to the console; Alex was reasonably certain that it was only the tiredness and pain talking.
"Damon, I don't think you should –"
Damon shook his head and winced, cutting Locke off. He blinked a few times and focused on the console. "I have to make sure we have control. We can't have -- Dharma, whoever the hell they are, taking control and blinding us or locking us in."
It sounded to Alex like even saying those words tired him out.
Alex stepped up beside him and activated the PA system as the lights came up again. The rudimentary control wasn't tied into anything else -- she didn't think -- and she could make a quick announcement.
"Um, hello?" The feedback made her jump back, a full body blush coming on. Damon winced, holding his ears, John frowned and Molly and Tara both moaned in their sleeping state.
"Sorry, sorry," Alex apologized.
"What are you doing?!" Damon demanded. His voice was gruff; she tried not to take offense at it. He'd feel better -- and be nicer -- after he rested . . .and saw his friends. Maybe not in that order.
"Getting help," Alex explained. This time there was no feedback when she keyed the microphone. "Hey, that was um, us. Well, it was Tara and Molly and Damon. Tara's unconscious now, and Molly and Damon probably need a bed too. . . but, um, not together."
"Thank you, Alex." Damon was leaning over the console, typing slowly and wincing more often than not. "But what I really need is to establish control. Except, I fucking can't." Damon growled and pounded a fist on the console.
Alex jumped.
"Damon -"
"Don't," Damon hissed. "This has to be done. Except I can barely touch my abilities without feeling like someone poured lemon juice on a paper cut. So, please don't tell me to calm down or relax. If they can take this place over or spy on us, then all this has been pointless."
OOC: More to come...
ooc: laughter
Date: 2006-08-18 03:43 pm (UTC)Molly and Damon probably need a bed too. . . but, um, not together.
*laughter* well, at least not yet...*evil grin*
Re: ooc: laughter
Date: 2006-08-18 03:50 pm (UTC)[Alex] A Quick Fix (tag Locke, MB, open)
Date: 2006-08-18 03:55 pm (UTC)"Dammit!" Alex banged her hand against the glass. She didn't have a key.
A turn on her heel, and she was back in the corridor, running past John who evidently tried to follow her, or at least see where she was headed. Alex skirted around Molly and Tara, dropping down to the ground in front of one of the guards. She pulled the injector from its holster and darted over to Damon.
"You really need to do this now?" Alex asked.
"Yes!" He hissed.
"Okay then," Alex shoved the injector up against his thigh, earning a loud yelp of surprise, the toppling of his seat as he scampered away from her and a lost of balance as she went backwards on her ass.
"What the hell? Are you crazy?!"
"It's a stimulant," Alex explained. "It'll keep you going for a while. But when you crash, you'll really crash. It won't help the pain or your abilities, but as soon as I can get into the medicine cabinent, I know something that will."
"A stimulant?" Damon rubbed his thigh, peering at her curiously and with more than a little distrust.
"Promise," Alex nodded. "Count to thirty and it should kick in." She pulled herself up from the floor and focused on the monitors. Dr. Sakai had a key, or her body did. That's where Alex would have to go next.
(Of course I should wait until Damon stops looking at me like I just tried to kill him.)
ooc: rotfl
Date: 2006-08-18 04:13 pm (UTC)Yeah, poor Damon, once that wears off, Damon = SleepOfTheDead
OOC Aaaht!
Date: 2006-08-18 04:25 pm (UTC)No zombifying the PCs!
;)
[Megabyte] A Quick Fix (tag Jon, Daisy, Locke, open)
Date: 2006-08-18 07:42 pm (UTC)He felt like he could do anything, which he admitted aloud. That was precisely when Jon came through, accompanied by Daisy and a wheelchair. Daisy flew into Locke's arms, which made Megabyte frown slightly – not so much in disapproval as in temperamental longing. (Not like anyone around here is going to greet me like that,) he thought sourly.
Megabyte's attention flickered briefly to the kitchen area where the group was gathering, his gaze lingering longest on Claire. The urge to teleport to her side and check on her was overwhelmingly strong, but the pain in the back of his head stopped him from doing it.
"You can't take both of them in the wheel chair," Megabyte pointed out to Jon, gruffly.
"That's why I brought back up," Jon thumbed in the direction of the sickly happy reunited couple. "I figure once they're done with the teenage tonsil hockey, we can load Tara in the chair. I think Molly is light enough to carry."
The thought of Jon carrying Molly bothered Megabyte slightly, but he didn't know why. He focused more intently on what he was doing.
"How's it comin'?" Jon asked conversationally.
"Better if you don't talk to me."
"He's cranky," Alex informed Jon. "I think it's the pain."
"Ya think?"
Megabyte had no idea what the girl had been doing rifling though the pockets of the currently vacant bodies, but then he'd watched her duck into the exam room and unlock the medical chest. She laid two needles down on the console and waited for him to look at her. "What, you're not going to sneak up and stab me this time?"
"This one," Alex picked up the syringe with a yellow cap, "Is a pain reliever. It's a serious pain reliever and it might make your head a bit fuzzy and stop you from working. Enough of it will knock you out."
"So obviously, it's useless."
Alex frowned. Waving the blue capped syringe in front of him, she continued. "This is a little cocktail that might do the job. It will sharpen your abilities for a while, and it also contains something that will make you happy. You'll still hurt, but you won't care that you hurt. And when it all wears off, you'll have a headache, muscle ache, cramps, naseau, vomiting, diarrhea, vertigo, and extreme malaise."
"In other words, I get to work with an almost clear head now and have a hang over later."
"On top of recovering from the stimulant and whatever Tara's really cool spell did."
Jon called out from where he knelt by Molly. "Aren't you a little young to know so much about drugs? Or at least drugs of the non-recreational kind."
"They teach me," Alex explained as Megabyte held out his arm to her. "They teach me about everything. I learn pretty fast, I guess."
Megabyte did not watch as she administrered the shot. He focused on bringing the computer system under his complete control. The sooner he got done here . . . (Yeah, well forget the wishful thinking, Damon. Just get done and get some sleep.)
OOC snickering
Date: 2006-08-18 07:52 pm (UTC)Re: OOC snickering
Date: 2006-08-18 07:54 pm (UTC)Re: OOC snickering
Date: 2006-08-18 07:56 pm (UTC)OOC: Redirect
Date: 2006-08-19 02:10 pm (UTC)