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[Alex Rovias]

-The young avatar appears in proper, stumbling around as if he is drunk, but he mumbles, then screams- "GET OUT OF MY HEAD ALL OF YOU... OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!!!!!"  -he quickly turns and latches his hands onto the nearest wall, and begins to slam his own head into the wall over and over again still screaming-  "OUT OUT OUT DAMN YOU OUT" -He collapses onto the ground... a dent in the wall with a blood splatter, his own forehead still bleeding, he begins to cry-  Make them stop... someone MAKE THEM STOP!!!"

[Yuri_Prime]

Silently it floats through the forever....wherever.....whenever....

The unblinking Eye of Octagon...

Its view of Proper unobstructed, it peers constantly downward, watching as a child would watch an ant colony. Silent and unseen, but seeing all. Deep within the holdings of House Octagon, within the miles of wire and insulation, amist the corridors of plastic and steel, rests Yuri's laboratory. Dwelling within are unspeakable perversions of science and flesh, and the Soviet Esper himself, who currently stands over an archaic television screen array, the room illuminated by the green glow of the monitors, and watches the World of Worlds through emerald-colored glasses.

"Magnify." The esper speaks, and a television's world view narrows, showing a lone avatar, behaving erratically.

"Magnify." The esper again commands, and the television's vision narrows again, showing the avatar in question smashing his head against the wall.

"Magnify." A third command, and the view shows dropplets of blood and scattered debris. The avatar is yelling, but through the distance and the void of tommorows long past, the voice cannot be heard.

Yuri looks over his shoulder to the ever-present glass tank, the form within twitching and moving, yet obfuscated from clear view. There is a moment of absolute silence, which Yuri breaks, "No, that's Alexi. Dangerous is not a word I would use to immediately describe him, but I must tend to him. Maintain the vigil, Esper."

With that, Yuri leaves to the vehicle bay. His loyal lieutenant awaits. Yuri hands the soldier a hand-written note enclosed in a wax-sealed envelope, "Deliver this to the presence of or the eager hand of Alexi Rovias. You are to deliver this to no one else save him. Do you understand your orders?"

The lieutenant nods, "Is the...... area.... safe?"

Yuri chuckles, "This is the Nexus, Lieutenant. Safe is a state of mind. You have your orders, now go."

The soldier salutes the Esper Prime, then gets into the classic automobile and drives down the vehicle bay. Half way down, it is enveloped in a blue fog, and then is gone. The vehicle appears thirty feet from Alex's collapsed form, whereupon the soldier gets out and makes his way to Alex. "Sir.... master Yuri.... sends a message..." and the soldier hands Alex the letter.

[Alex Rovias]

-Alex stops crying and looks up. He doesn't even go for the letter, he just stares at the man and begins to speak in a voice thats not his own- "Xel'lotath" - a strange rune appears on his arm- "Pargon" -another rune- "Santak" -one last rune appears on his arm and he begins to throw a punch at the soldier... his fist then makes a sudden course correction as it slams into the ground creating a small crator.  In his own voice-  "Can't... Stop... The Voices... Get... Help... Stop... The Voices"  -He rears his head back and slams it into the ground-  "MAKE THEM STOP!!!"

[FerretLeo]

From the darkness and attracted by Alex's rantings, comes a small humanoid shape, scampering toward the group.  The shadow resolves itself to be the small form of a three and a half foot tall ferret, wearing long, white flowing robes, and a silver colored chain with a pendant of an eight pointed star upon it.

He draws himself up to full height, looking about.  "Did I hear somebody yelling?  I can help! I like to help! My name's Leofrin, by the way! Leofrin Chattertongue." The ferret stops for the briefest moment to regard Yuri and Alex's odd appearances.  "Weird monkey-man with the whips on your head.  This monkey-man looks like he needs some help.  What injured him?  How many times was he struck?  Ooooh, Light! I forgot! I can't do that stuff yet! Soooo frustrating, still... The choice is hard, and I cannot seem to perform my miracles without making it... But nothing fits! Still, He needs help! He's looking.... Pasty, as far as I've seen you monkey-men look."

To the proper onlooker, it was rather difficult to tell if the ferret just said all of that in one breath, or a series of them, yet, he seems unphased by the length of his tirade.

[Alex Rovias]

-Alex's hands begin to move, his left hand begins to scratch out runes into the ground, his right hand grips the left wrist, trying to stop him from doing so, his head never leaves it's embeded position on the ground, he scratches out the first rune- "Xel'lotath" -he slowly scratches out the second rune- "Antorbok" -and he finishes the third one... but he doesn't call out it's name... he just lifts his head up high, as if staring into sky, his eyes then glow a radiant purple, and his head once again slams down into the ground, right dead center of the three runes, ruining whatever he was attempting-

[Yuri_Prime]

[OOC: For clarity, Yuri isn't there, merely the messenger.]

The soldier does not move. Unblinking, unmoving... one would think that his entire universe is just standing and waiting.

An eerie, oscilating tone comes from within the lieutenant's coat, and he pulls out a phone very similar to the one Yuri himself uses. The soldier holds it up to his ear, and the tone continues.

After a moment, the soldier looks to Leofrin... "My .... master will be.... here shortly...."

With that, the soldier turns on his heels and returns to the automobile, and drives off.

<One Minute Later>

The automobile returns, the soldier disembarks and opens the rear passenger door, allowing Yuri himself to disembark. "Keep the motor running." is Yuri's command, and then the Soviet approaches the ferretoid, hands to his side and attempting to look non-imposing.

Yuri just nods, then turns to look at Alex. "His name is Alex, and when I saw him, he had bashed his head against the wall..." :motioning to the dent in the wall: "... then went quiet. I sent my lieutenant to offer him some degree of sanctuary and solice within the confines of familiar surroundings, but given his response, perhaps it would be best to allow him some.... quiet time?"

[FerretLeo]

"But... But..!" Leofrin starts, as Alex begins his second chant "He's been taken by the Darkness!  We have to save the monkey-man! No, no, no! The Light is what will save him!" Leofrin begins muttering under his breath, and he is suddenly surrounded by a soft white light, which fades when he reaches toward's Alex's form, ineffectual in its entirety. 

Leofrin keeps muttering before sniffling loudly, "Oh, Turnips! I want it to work!  I don't like the fact that it doesn't work here!  May the Light course through me... " He continues muttering as he attempts something more.  Again, Light erupts around him, but fades just as quickly when he reaches toward Alex.

[Alex Rovias]

-Alex lifts his head up, staring straight out into nothing. his eyes glow that radient purple again, he begins to speak in a voice that sounds like 11, 11 diffrent accents, 11 diffrent tones, 1 of them female, all with a haunting tone, one that sounds of a soul that has been tortured in the oblivion then released-  "...We are Not the Darkness... We are the Chossen Many, we guarded what little light remained in our world" -His head bows and lifts again now glowing green, in a very evil tone, the voice is both in English and Latin, creating a weird echo effect- "You Shall All Bow Before Xel'lotath" -His head drives into the ground once again, and he begins to cry- "make them stop.... please... make them stop..."

[Darla Coyle]

"Xel'lotath huh?" A voice chuckles darkly and the form of Darla appears from out of the shadows. "Shame though, I'm not the one to bow to anyone." She looks around to those who are gathered, a smirk slowly forming on her pale face. "So.. finally... the spirits inside Alex finally speak. How... interesting. I wonder what they want..." She pauses for a moment. "I assume they will all have different demands." She chuckles again, glancing to Alex and continues to watch, crossing her arms.

[FerretLeo]

-Alex lifts his head up, staring straight out into nothing. his eyes glow that radient purple again, he begins to speak in a voice that sounds like 11, 11 diffrent accents, 11 diffrent tones, 1 of them female, all with a haunting tone, one that sounds of a soul that has been tortured in the oblivion then released- "...We are Not the Darkness... We are the Chossen Many, we guarded what little light remained in our world" -His head bows and lifts again now glowing green, in a very evil tone, the voice is both in English and Latin, creating a weird echo effect- "You Shall All Bow Before Xel'lotath" -His head drives into the ground once again, and he begins to cry- "make them stop.... please... make them stop..."

"Darkness! Chosen! Whatever you choose to call yourself, Demon! Leave this monkey-man in peace! Go back to your solitude, your blackness!"  Leofrin's face screws up in pain for a moment as he seems to chitter to himself, fumbling the holy symbol off of his neck, and thrusting it toward Alex's chest.  "The Light of All will take you, subsume you, and absolve you!  Begone, Demon!"  Once more light erupts from Leofrin, and fades as it bursts out of the eight-pointed star in his furry hand/paw.

He glowers for a moment, and stares down at his hands.

"Xel'lotath huh?" A voice chuckles darkly and the form of Darla appears from out of the shadows. "Shame though, I'm not the one to bow to anyone." She looks around to those who are gathered, a smirk slowly forming on her pale face. "So.. finally... the spirits inside Alex finally speak. How... interesting. I wonder what they want..." She pauses for a moment. "I assume they will all have different demands." She chuckles again, glancing to Alex and continues to watch, crossing her arms.

"They will have no demands once the Light frees him, Darla-Monkey-lady!" Leofrin continues staring at his holy symbol, a look of consternation, as his mouth moves for a brief moment, flustered, at a loss for words, until he suddenly, quickly speaks again, "Hmph! This wouldn't have happened in that Fox Basement!  Hmph!"  His eyes quickly focus back on Alex, and present the Holy symbol straight out at him.

[Yuri_Prime]

Yuri gives a nod towards Darla, then fixes his glance on Alex, all the while taking notes on the occurances... Names.... voices.... tones... demands....

"Da, it would be logical for each of these entities to have a demand of their own, no doubt one of which would most likely be dominion over the meta-physical host, as it were." Yuri mentions, mostly to Darla but not only to her, "And it is good to once again see you, comrade Darla."

Yuri turns to look at his lieutenant... "Coffee, and whatever the two of them want." The soldier nods, and proceeds towards Darla and Leofrin in turn, "Beverages......?" in the monotone, somewhat distant course of behavior that is trademark of Yuri's labotomized minions...

[Alex Rovias]

-Alex stands straight up, his eyes closed tight, he begins to move, but not at anyone, he just starts going into his Katas, ranging from movements related to several diffrent sword types, to simple shadow boxing. He is silent through all of it, just moving into each set with an odd rythem.  This goes on untill he seems to fly into the wall as if he was thrown, and still silence... silence... silence... and then an Ear Peircing scream of absolute pain, then he continues to rams his own head into solid objects, he speaks while doing so, not in pain, but actualy calm, it is the 11 again- "If we leave, Alex shall die, we do not wish to make him suffer, but the fallen, the lich, Pious Augustus wishes to live again... and while we fight, Alex suffers, but if we don't fight, Alex will fade" -the talking doesn't stop while he continues to injure himself-

[FerretLeo]

Yuri turns to look at his lieutenant... "Coffee, and whatever the two of them want." The soldier nods, and proceeds towards Darla and Leofrin in turn, "Beverages......?" in the monotone, somewhat distant course of behavior that is trademark of Yuri's labotomized minions...

The ferret motions dismissively toward the soldier, his eyes remaining directly on Alex, "Nothing for me, thank you!" he chirps out, as Alex moves...

-Alex stands straight up, his eyes closed tight, he begins to move, but not at anyone, he just starts going into his Katas, ranging from movements related to several diffrent sword types, to simple shadow boxing. He is silent through all of it, just moving into each set with an odd rythem. This goes on untill he seems to fly into the wall as if he was thrown, and still silence... silence... silence... and then an Ear Peircing scream of absolute pain, then he continues to rams his own head into solid objects, he speaks while doing so, not in pain, but actualy calm, it is the 11 again- "If we leave, Alex shall die, we do not wish to make him suffer, but the fallen, the lich, Pious Augustus wishes to live again... and while we fight, Alex suffers, but if we don't fight, Alex will fade" -the talking doesn't stop while he continues to injure himself-

"Alex-monkey-man seems stronger than you all, to have continued living, fighting you.  Let him be free to fight his own battle," Leofrin's voice drops to a soothing chirp, rather than its usual excited tone, "It's alright, Mister Monkey-man.  It will all be alright.  Embrace the Light! Have it flow through you, and seek out the darkness within, and obliterate the evil.  It will do so.  The Light shall free you from your damnation." Leofrin moves forward slightly to press his holy symbol into Alex's forehead, fully expecting it to not make contact, and to pass through the human.

(OOC - Keep in mind that Leo is Level 0, play with that however you like.)

[Alex Rovias]

-Alex's head turns to look at the Ferret, and in the voice of the Eleven- "You do not understand, or in your blind faith choose not to, Alex is not fighting us, we are Alex, and Alex is us, one can not exsist with out the other, We have awoken to fight the once dorment Pious, and we must push him back, not expell him, for unfortunatly he is as much Alex as we are.  If you wish to help find the Tome of Eternal Darkness, for only the power in that tome can re-imprisson Pious..." he goes silent for a while "...He has quieted, and Alex is exausted... we must rest"  He turns to Yuri "As good of a friend you are to Alex, he can not yet go back to... GunSmoke?? Your experiments with Psionic energy feed Pious, and for now this must be a battle of Attrition" -He closes his eyes and pulls himself into a meditative possition- "All we ask now is to guard Alex from others outside that would do him harm, while we await Pious's next onslaught"

(OOC: Although you are Zero level and they can tell, the fact you three from three diffrent backgrounds are waiting to help has cause Pious to reconsider and replan his attack... Oh... and He's still bleeding from the head.))

[Yuri_Prime]

The soldier does not seem disappointed by Leofrin. Indeed, the soldier doesn't seem to be capable of understanding the feeling of disappointment, or perhaps even capable of understanding the feeling of understanding...

Yuri, on the other hand, listens to the words of the voices of Alex, scribbling in his notebook, and then considers those words intensely...

Yuri makes certain to especially highlight a particular part of his notes, then turns to the group..."If that is what must be done then so be it. If this book will help comrade Alexi then we it seems that we should plan for a venture for this book, yes?" Yuri looks at Darla, then to Leofrin.