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Dungeons and Dragons, Part 2

Posted on Mon May 8th, 2017 @ 8:12am by Senior Headmaster Absynthe "Syn" Drake & Category IV Dyami Bentley (Tribal: Bent Leaf) & Category V: Supervillain Frederick Hollywood

Mission: The Villain's Spire
Location: The Villain’s Spire - China
Timeline: The Year of the Apocalypse - 7 January 2012

The two of them became enveloped in smoke and disappeared, only to reappear just as quickly standing on opposite sides of the frozen half dragon. “As you might be able to see she is unharmed, although she should be quite different from what she was back in Arthur’s time.” Lorde tapped on the frosted glass. “In here, she is living a life. A perfect life in ways. You can view it if you want. Much of it is as a student in a modern age. Not yours mind you.” He had checked in from time to time and knew she had become a doctor.

A low growl escaped Syn as she stepped up to the glass. “I knew that you were twisted, but this takes the proverbial cake.” She turned on the man and glared at him again, her jaw working furiously, almost seeming to take on the vague form of a dragon’s toothy maw, just a shimmer really, before settling back to her normally smooth Asian features. The only reason that she didn’t lash out, was that she’d been sternly warned by Fury that they couldn’t risk a war with China if she ripped the place apart. Lorde was too well connected for their own good.

“Let her out. Now,” Syn said, tightly. She then took a breath and recovered her focus. Even she knew that she could be overwhelmed by sheer numbers eventually, and she’d do nobody any good locked away in one of those frozen tubes.

Then, again, came the manic smile. “Ah, no worries. Honestly, if you have about an hour, and are willing to skip an hour of your life, I can fast forward her to a point where she is more ready for the here and now. Perhaps just having fallen asleep in that world.” Lorde began to set up the acceleration program phase to conclude at a better disconnect point. It was something he did try to keep in mind for anyone having been in one of these for an overly long period of time.

“By the way, I’m curious to know how many people have stepped onto that Exodus Ark of yours?” He asked, wondering just how many of the new population had decided to return home.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Syn said, shaking her head. It seemed that he was still just as strange as he’d always been. Sometimes Lorde almost seemed to be talking to himself, in riddles that even he had a hard time puzzling out.

“Just a few more than I estimated would be willing to leave if given the chance.” Frederick nodded in some sort of satisfied way. “While we wait for the conclusion of the simulation would you mind me showing you one of the high points of The Spire?”

“No. Tell me what you mean by that,” Syn insisted, crossing her arms over her chest, her eyes not leaving his. “Are you telling me that there are others here, trapped like this?” Her eyes flickered towards the tank that the white-haired woman was in, then back to Lorde, that firmly held rage sparking in her eyes again.

Frederick tapped on the cryo pod. “Like this? No, no. I am talking about the thousands of people living in the city. I figured you already knew about them. Many had been brought here as leverage to inspire some of my operatives. That said, some are here entirely of their own free will as payment for what some of their families have done in my service,” Then after taking a deep breath. “So in short when I made the deal with you and your’s, I put out the word to the town’s folk and offered them the freedom to leave with you.”

While Syn was an incredibly powerful woman, there was no possible way that she could transport a great number of people anywhere at the moment. It just wasn’t within her power set. She blinked at the blonde haired man, that never seemed to age, and finally asked, “Just how many people are we talking about?”

Lorde wiggled his fingers almost in a comical way as though doing calculations. Then pointed at the dragon lady. “Oh, on average it should be roughly four thousand people give or take a thousand or so.” After a short pause he added, “No more than an average cruise ship can handle, I am sure.” Still waving his hands around a bit as though outlining the ship.

Syn’s eyebrows shot upwards in surprise. “Did you really just say four thousand people?” She asked, then sighed heavily. “I didn’t exactly bring a cruise ship with me. I was allowed one of our jets in this airspace.” Still, she couldn’t just leave people there either.

“Damn it,” she muttered, then held up a hand to Lorde to stop him from going on any further. “Just stop talking for a minute. I have to work some things out before we do anything else.”

~Is he serious?~ Ao asked Syn, unheard by anyone else. ~Is he really that crazy?~

Syn responded, also silently, through her personal connection between her and her nano, ~It would appear so. Just contact Dyami.

Dyami and the others were waiting at the airstrip for Syn’s arrival when his cellphone rang. Reaching into his duffel and retrieving it, he answered, “Greetings Ao. Is there a problem?”

~Technically~ Syn’s bonded nano said.

Then Syn’s voice came over the connection. “Apparently, there are approximately four thousand people that wish to leave and will need to be extracted. Just how good are your portals?” She asked, sounding a bit exasperated.

“Given time I could bring them to the moon. But I think that I can arrange something closer on short notice.” Dyami chuckled into the phone. “Let me know when you need me to join you.”

“Secure the team and patients, do flight checks, and tell them to get moving,” Syn said with a slight growl. She paused briefly and she could be heard talking to someone else, and she was agitated. “Where can we do this?”

Lorde paused for a moment then smiled. “I think the best place would be just in front of the spire. All of the trains lead there. I do wonder if any of the members of my bowling teams are leaving.” Oddly his face did show real concern on that subject.

~And you haven’t eaten this guy yet, why?~ Ao asked Syn.

~He was always a little weird, but this is beyond what I remember.~ Syn responded, her mind boggling at just how much the man that she’d not seen in two hundred years, or so, had changed. ~Besides, you have no idea how bad the indigestion could be on that. He’s no slouch when it comes to his talents. He never has been.~

To Dyami, Syn said, “Meet me in front of the spire in an hour. I still have to get a hold of the Tower and work out some logistics.”

“No problem, I will be there.” Dyami responded and, as was normal for him, hung up without saying goodbye.

There was no pause as Syn contacted OG. “Clear out the first two levels of of the center park and prepare for incoming. I need for you to work out logistics for four thousand, or so, people. Mobilize anyone that you can, we’ll need to get them moved as quickly as possible. We’ve got an hour before I start sending them through one of Dyami’s portals.”

~Ao just told me. Do I even want to know what’s going on over there?~ OG asked, her normal smart-assed bluster absent with the seriousness of the situation.

“Lorde is releasing anyone that wants to leave. Make sure they’re checked out thoroughly before being taken into the Tower proper,” Townsend Academy’s headmistress warned. They’d seen just how he’d managed to get bombs into the mall via mules, and she wasn’t exactly keen on the idea of such things happening again.

~Short notice, but I’ll pull off some kind of miracle. Problem solving is my specialty, after all. the Tower’s AI responded, a bit of her dry humor returning. ~I want a raise, though.~ Then she was gone again.

Turning back to Lorde, Syn said, “Any tricks, and I swear I’ll eat you. No matter how badly it burns.”

“Eat me?” Hollywood smirked. “I didn’t think we were that close. That said, if your concerns have been met, there is that thing I wanted to show you.”

TBC

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