Screaming like a stuck mynock.

Out at the top, they're outside, and the sky is almost dark. Shades of purple and blue, threaded through with amber. It glows, faintly, but with only as much light as you'd get at sunset. There's snow heavy on the ground.

Lyman, for his part, looks a bit stunned by it all.
"Er, what? Right. Yes." He squints at the map. "The hangar building is on the other side of the fortress. That way." He points across the snow. There's a multitude of buildings and electric fences in their way, as well as a lot of searchlights."

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"Then we'll just 'ave to be quick is all."

Hopefully Lyman knows how to be sneaky since his companions have a fair idea how to be. Will has his blaster drawn again and is slowly moving towards the right just in case.

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Medusa lands in a crouch, wings folding back neatly and her snakes flicking their tongues. Taste, smell, sense any moving hot bodies in this cold...

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"Any sign of anyone?" Sam asks her quietly, own senses straining to detect others.

"And I'll see to the fences."

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There are soldiers milling about, and various people in dark robes and white masks. None of them have seen the group yet.

"The sky should be brighter." Lyman blurts out, staring at it. Reiko, nearby, gives him a slightly withering look. "The warm season wasn't supposed to set in for another four years, at least, and I know I haven't been stuck in there for four years."

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Will absently pats Lyman with the hand holding his blaster,

"Aye, fine, who are the ones in the dark robes?"

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"Yes...a fair amont of people, all moving but none closer...I think. What they are, I cannot tell."

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"I see them now. Some of them, at least. I can't shield us all completely, but I can give us some camouflage so long as we stick together."

Lyman gets a frown. "Something Bob's been up to, probably."

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"Maybe. The clouds during the cold season do make a pretty good source of power." He shakes his head, quickly. "Never mind." He shuffles closer to the rest of the group.

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"Aye, shieldin' sounds safer."

Will moves to the back and gives Sam a nod, he doesn't under his magic but it works.

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Medusa doesn't say anything, just moves smoothly to her feet and backs up until she is close to them.

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Sam takes the opportunity to tangle his fingers with hers.

"Okay, let's do this quickly. Lyman, you've got the map, you're with me."

He frowns, and the group's colour seems to fade slightly, taking on the white of their surroundings until they're almost ghostlike.

"Aaaand. Move!"

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Lyman and Reiko move along, slowly.

On one of the buildings above the group, a man - Robed but not hooded or masked - comes to stand and watch. He peers at them, squints, looks about as if he knows something there but can't figure out quite where they are.
"I know you're there." He calls after several minutes of searching. "Stop hiding."

"He's in charge of this operation. Emrys' torturer." Reiko scowls. "Spent most of his time with Jaq. Had various underlings deal with Leyo and I."

"None of them ever came near me." Lyman mumbles.

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Will's grip on his blaster tightens and he looks to Sam, giving a nod of you get first strike.

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Sam's jaw sets tight, black eyes flashing malice.

"Right, get to cover. Now." It's only a little more than a growl.

"Will." Quietly. "I'll head up first, then when I come back you go up and say hi. Sound fair?"

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The man on the roof - Shimon - looks around, trying to find the source of the sound. Possibly he just imagined it.

"Search for them." He murmurs to several of the robed figures. They file away.

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Sam gets a nod and wild grin from Will, this will be fun. Cover is found in an open building, Will does his best to get everyone in and then waits.

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Does the illusion cover sound? The snakes are fine, still and quiet as her normal hair, but the wings.

Medusa lets out a very quiet breath, and edges towards the building. Slowly, trying not to let her feathers move too much.

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Not so much sound, no, although snow muffles a lot.

"Careful, you lot," is all Sam says, with perhaps a split-second's extra glance at Medusa, as they make it inside. "Won't be long."

He swings away, illusion slowly vanishing in his wake. When he leaves the doorway, he's completely invisible, not even showing footprints in the snow.

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Will watches to make sure Lyman and the others are silent and he gasps at the power of Sam's magic.

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Medusa doesn't gasp. She can still sense him, still see him in a wash of heat.

She might, however, smile a little proudly.

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He races towards the building Shimon stands on, approaching from Shimon's blind side. When he reaches the wall Sam doesn't break stride, simply throwing off the invisibility as he sprints up the walls, using a rope of magic to pull himself up and wrapping shadow and darkness and fire around himself as he runs, so that when he leaps over the building's top all Shimon can see are two snapping black eyes and lightning-strewn hair in a swirl of fiery blackness.

Which would be the point at which Sam throws himself at Shimon, vicious little blade hidden ready in his hand.

Shimon will have to be quick off the mark if Sam's to keep his promise to Will; for now, all promises are forgotten, because Sam knows what Shimon did.

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Shimon is (as he often reminds others) a Dark Jedi, and while he doesn't have the raw power that Rand or Wulfric possess, he has plenty of practice. He sees Sam, and after a split-second of terror, flings himself out of the way fast. It doesn't save him from a cut along his side, but it's something.

He stumbles, slightly, away from Sam, sliding a blaster pistol from his coat and firing. He has good aim, really.

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Will watches the battle from the shadows and he's too far away to do more than fire his blaster at the other man before he can attack Sam.

Edited Date: 2008-01-14 01:11 am (UTC)

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