Ashley Magnus (
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[accidental visual | location: all over taxon | dated to morning]
Just like last week, Ashley's tablet starts recording while she's in the throws of a nightmare. It's far closer to morning this time, and unlike the last, she's fallen asleep with the light on. Her thrashing can clearly be seen as the tablet is up on a ledge with a clear shot at her.
In her mind, Ashley can still feel the tank of water around her, the feel of the medication as it flowed through her veins, the last of her resistance being pushed out. Her mind is being forced back, her will bent into a corner of her brain, and from the looks of her thrashing, whatever nightmare she's having is far worse than the last.
The tablet records for a few minutes before Ashley suddenly sits bolt upright in bed, her eyes snapping open. Those who have actually seen her and pay attention to these sorts of things will notice that her eyes aren't blue this morning. They're red, a deep, blood red. Source Blood red. Ashley pulls herself together and leaps from the loft, landing catlike on the floor below. Eventually, the tablet feed will time out and that is all it catches of Ashley for the next week or so.
The blonde girl is on a mission and no one is safe.
[ ooc: ashley's cabal glitch is go now! she can be found anywhere in taxon, absolutely anywhere (all week, in fact), and anyone is free to tag in, even if we haven't planned anything out! i am willing to have her be seriously injured multiple times (in fact this will be necessary to helping / stopping her), so don't hold back! (seriously, this is your chance to do all those crazy funky power things you never get to do because it's all crazy godmode stuff. go nuts. not even kidding.) if you have questions, feel free to ask me! ]
In her mind, Ashley can still feel the tank of water around her, the feel of the medication as it flowed through her veins, the last of her resistance being pushed out. Her mind is being forced back, her will bent into a corner of her brain, and from the looks of her thrashing, whatever nightmare she's having is far worse than the last.
The tablet records for a few minutes before Ashley suddenly sits bolt upright in bed, her eyes snapping open. Those who have actually seen her and pay attention to these sorts of things will notice that her eyes aren't blue this morning. They're red, a deep, blood red. Source Blood red. Ashley pulls herself together and leaps from the loft, landing catlike on the floor below. Eventually, the tablet feed will time out and that is all it catches of Ashley for the next week or so.
The blonde girl is on a mission and no one is safe.
[ ooc: ashley's cabal glitch is go now! she can be found anywhere in taxon, absolutely anywhere (all week, in fact), and anyone is free to tag in, even if we haven't planned anything out! i am willing to have her be seriously injured multiple times (in fact this will be necessary to helping / stopping her), so don't hold back! (seriously, this is your chance to do all those crazy funky power things you never get to do because it's all crazy godmode stuff. go nuts. not even kidding.) if you have questions, feel free to ask me! ]
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He looks up as she hisses, frowning slightly and raising a hand to his glasses. "Class, please step back and exit through the side door in an orderly fashion. You. Stop and back up and talk to me."
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Arthur's mildly concerned--but for all he knows, this is a Taxon thing. Better check anyway.
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[and location - wherever she is asdfg ]
Military training kicks in--dreamshare training kicks in--and he's already out the door without so much as a word, running as fast as his legs can carry him. They're not too far from each other, but that doesn't stop the fact that Arthur is worried.
He spots her--just in the distance--and doesn't hesitate to call her name.
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[location - streets of taxon!] never apologize! ilit!
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Pausing to look up at the sky, she drew a slow, deep breath. She may be trapped in a new prison but her body was her own and that was enough. At least for now. Despite the things she knew of this place - the supernatural creatures and the way so many things could go wrong - she didn't seem concerned about a danger on the street. It wasn't her most brilliant idea.
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A snap of her fingers and a moment later there was a glow of golden light around her hand, illuminating the bright colors of the art work and allowing her to visually explore some of the details. A small smile of delight curved her lips as she moved her hand closer to the wall, taking small steps as she moved along, taking it all in.
Raising her head, she looked around for a moment. Certainly she was used to others being around, finding the extras almost comforting despite all the years she had spent mostly locked away in the palace. Sometimes though it worried her, not used to so many others being around who weren't twisted in their path to look after her best interest.
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The image - the vivid and rather frightening red of her eyes - would have attracted DG's attention at the best of times, but, in the light of her own glitch and their earlier conversation, she responded with an extra level of concern.
"What's going on?"
There was no reply, of course. And there was only one option left to DG. She set out into the city in search of Ashley.
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DG flexed her palm, feeling her magic sparking like a live electrical wire beneath the surface. She had spotted Ashley - moving like a hunter, targeting something that DG couldn't hope to see - in the distance and she wasn't afraid to use it if she had to. She wished that someone had been able to stop her.
"Ashley."
Attracting her attention seemed like a reasonable place to start. She'd make the rest up as they went along.
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Or before James finds him.
He's been through this once before, and he's well aware he won't be able to stop her on his own. Not that it will prevent him from trying. But he needs to know what he's up against before looking for...alternative methods of restoring her to the proper mental state.
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"I thought we talked about manners."
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The plant mage is in his workroom in under a minute. He leaves the staff where it sits, knowing it will do him no good against Ashley now. Instead, he grabs several thorn packets, checks the knives at his wrists. Briar refuses to kill Ashley, but he promised to do what he could short of that.
There is no real point looking for her. She'll find him eventually, and teleportation means that Briar couldn't keep up with Ashley if he tried. Instead, he gets outside and far enough from his garden that the plants stand half a chance of surviving. Briar scatters the contents of a couple seed packets around him and starts them growing, leaving them at just roots and seedlings for now. He settles down in the open area in the middle, waiting.
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Watching him with her dark eyes, Ashley lifts a hand, talons curling around the air like a cat, before she hisses at him, a clear warning that he's about to make her very angry. She knows he has magic, but she doesn't know what exactly it does. So she holds off on attacking, waiting to see what he'll do first before she makes her move.
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He holds magic ready to surge into the thorn vines as well just as soon as Ashley comes into range. He assumes she will eventually, though he may have to do more to lure her in.
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Time for some good ol' schoolyard calling-out.
She steps outside, stretching a bit, before heading out into the streets. She'd run the entire place if she had to, to find the craziness before the craziness found someone a little less capable of handling it.
Along the way, Buffy starts the shouting.
"Ashley! Heeeeey, Miss Crazypants! Come on out and play!"
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Once Ashley rounded a street corner and spotted Buffy, she came to a stop. A predatory smirk crossed her lips and she clawed the air between them. This would be fun. A moment later, she started running, picking up momentum as she went, aiming straight for Buffy. At least this time, the Slayer knew her style of fighting a bit better than last time.
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"Heeey guys, Ashley seems to have lost her mind here."
Backing up, backing up. Making sure she's not going to end up with her back up against a wall.
"And she's got her claws out. I'm pretty sure I can keep her busy for awhile, but I'm not really feeling the urge to die again. So, you know, c'mon and give a girl a hand, 'k?"
The broadcast stays open, and Buffy's in a fighting stance, waiting for the on-rush of claws.
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