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Player Event - Chaos Plot

Who: Helios and pretty much everyone who replied to this post
What: The demon god Apep which affixed itself to Helios’ soul has awoken.
When: August 6th-9th
Where: Starting around house 44 then mainly around town and the woods
Summary: Basically Helios gets possessed and causes all sorts of chaos and destruction that the evil god, Apep, is known for causing!
Rating: R for lots of violence

[ It’s strange how the twist of events of a simple evening walk could change much of everything. In an instant, that was Luceti’s way of things, changing things in an instant. And Helios never even saw it coming. There were still parts of that night and parts of his soul that he never truly understood. But there were always ways of finding out. They say hands on experience is one of the best ways of learning. And this is a lesson he and several others won't soon forget. ]

((ooc; Okay plot is a go! If anyone doesn’t have an out for their character to be saved please PM me or contact me on plurk at pathogenic~ Otherwise have fun!))

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The first thing I noticed was that my head hurt like a bitch.

The second thing was that I was outside.

The third, that it was already morning.

The fourth? I could barely move. I barely had any energy left in me, and the slightest movements felt like lifting a hundred-ton weight.

Helios.

No. That hadn't been Helios, that had been... been... shit. If he'd said it, I didn't remember. I forced myself to lean upright, but it only lasted for a couple seconds before I collapsed into the dirt again.

Journal. I had brought it last night. I couldn't manage prolonged verticals, but I managed to lift my head long enough to see the journal and sketches still sitting on a small stone, before the dizziness kicked in and dropped me to the ground again.

Alright. The hard way, then. I stretched out my hands, and, with a strained and undoubtedly kind of comical motion of my arms and legs, began pulling myself toward the journal. Reaching one hand up to the top of the rock, I managed to fumble the book down and started working on a filter.

... Which, of course, I was useless at. My life.

[Voice- Private to Sabriel Abhorsen, 2%]

"S-sabriel. Watch out for Helios. Not... himself. Dangerous. Maybe possessed. T-try... not to h-hurt him... unless you have to."

[Voice- Private to Molly Carpenter, 2%]

"Grasshopper. Got a small favor to ask."

[The message had caught her just as she's about to head out to work and immediately makes her stop and pick up her journal. She hadn't seen Helios around that morning...actually, she doesn't remember seeing him the previous night either.]

What do you mean 'possessed'? What happened, where is he?

"I don't... know. He jumped me l-last night."

Are you alright? Do you know why?

[She doesn't mean to sound insensitive but if Helios is a threat then she needs to know all she can about the situation around it.]

"No. He w-wanted power. A-and like I said... possessed. Don't know where he is."

Power. [The word is spoken almost bitterly; that's never a good sign. Turning decisively she takes up her sword belt and buckles it on, slipping the bandolier of bells over her shoulders. She'd need to be prepared if she ever ran into him.]

Do you need assistance?

"No. Somebody's... already coming. You stay i-in the village. Try to... find him. Stop him."

I will.

[She has to bite back to keep the world 'try' out of the end of that sentence. If Helios really was possessed then just trying wouldn't be good enough.]

Try and rest Mr. Dresden.

[Harry, she's going to have to teach you how to filter one of these days. It's a few quick strokes to make this filter a respectable 80 percent, and she doesn't bother with perfection because you don't sound like yourself.]

What's up, boss?

Damn kids and their newfangled filters, get offa my lawn.

"In the woods... near my old ley line mock-up. Helios... went crazy. I think he's possessed. He... messed me up pretty good last night."

I paused a moment, then added,

"I can't walk."

[That - that was unexpected.]

What?

[She stood up, immediately shutting down the fear and scattered--

no, no, no, no

Not like before. Not like with Sanya. No. This couldn't be happening again.

Surprising even herself, Molly's voice was steady.]

I'm coming. Do I need to bring a medic? Where are you hurt?

"No!"

It probably came out a little harsher than it should have.

"No. I don't... want too many people knowing. About Helios.

Don't think anything's broken... he just... drew energy out of me. Like he was drinking it with a straw. It's hard to move. Or stay awake."

[Are you kidding me?]

You're telling me he fed off you and you don't want people to know about it? What if he got your magic on top of his, Harry?

[She's out the door by now, the container holding a bit of Harry's hair in her pocket, and her wands hastily grabbed. She doesn't need to ask him for more specific directions, they're both prepared for this. She'll use the location spell if she has to, but she has a general idea of where he is.]

"... Think that was the idea. Don't worry... I do plan to kick his ass. Just... don't want a witchhunt."

I paused again, straining to pull myself into a sitting position with my back against a tree.

"I don't... want somebody getting edgy a-and killing him again."

And killing him again? Does he make a habit of this, Harry?

[Because Molly was starting to wonder if all he'd done was drain you.]

"No. It was when the Malnosso attacked. He died. Still don't know how. Tried to protect him, but... he must have died some time after that."

And I'd be damned if I'd let that happen again. I was going to help him, not let him die.

[Great. It was personal. She knew exactly how Harry got when that happened.]

Just keep talking to me. Tell me how he attacked you.

[He needed to stay conscious.]

What makes you think he was possessed?

"His personality... completely weird. And I kept seeing this... snake in his shadow. When he attacked me."

I managed a weak chuckle.

"Also, my magic seemed to... to hardly touch him. He knocked me off-balance. Then he...

... I don't really know what he did. It was like he was cutting out my power with his attacks."

[That... didn't sound good at all.]

Can you still feel your magic?

[The journal is open as she's walking, and she's walking quickly. But he did just ask her to go pick him up in an area where he'd been attacked, so she wasn't doing it stupidly either. He'd taught her better than that. So she was watching where she was going as she was going, as quickly as possible, and running the information he'd given her through the sieve of what she knew.

He said it happened last night.]

What did it feel like?

[If there was something still on Harry, some kind kind of power leech....]

"It felt like..."

... Damn. The closest things I could think of were the attack by the Nightmare spirit of Leonard Kravos, and the kiss of a White Court vampire. To my knowledge, she hadn't experienced either, though she came damn close to being a snack for the White Court after a skinwalker got to my brother.

"... Like pieces were being taken from me. Slowly. It... didn't hurt physically... but it still hurt. Like hell. I guess it's gone now... I can't feel anything, and I'm... conscious. Sort of."

[Very comforting, Harry.]

If this is "sort-of" conscious, I'd hate to see you go all the way.

[A lame joke, but so it was.]

I'm almost there, Harry.

"Oh, good. Did you bring coffee?"

See? I could pull lame jokes too.

... Mine just came out all slurred and mumbly.

Sorry, it's still brewing.

[Just at this point, she started walking along the artificial ley line. She flicked her gaze from side to side, looking for any sign of trouble.]

I could see her, finally- really, what I saw was a haze of pale shapes with multi-colored streaks on top, but I figured that was just my vision being blurry.

It was just as well. I didn't want to see her face when she saw the shape I was in. My ribs were bruised, my shirt was torn, my neck had nasty bruises where not-Helios had slammed me around, and the entire left side of my jaw felt stiff and slightly swollen where he'd backhanded me.

Luckily, my head wasn't bleeding from hitting the stone spikes. I'd made sure of that.

"... Hey, kiddo, what took you?"

Edited 2012-08-13 18:13 (UTC)

Player Event - Chaos Plot

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