12th July 2012
13:09 GMT -8
I nod to Adom as he holds the ten-legged lamprey… Not an insectoid, taxonomically speaking, but an un-man insectoid. It thrashes helplessly as Adom holds its mouth closed and I direct Mother Box to open a hush tube. I
use a construct to block
as it squirts blood at him from its eyes, then Adom turns and throws it through the tube and back into containment.
And
close.
"Are there more?"
Ring?
None found.
"No, that's it." I manage a strained smile and offer him my right hand. "Thank you for coming."
He clasps my forearm and I return the gesture.
"I regret that I was not able to stop the
wizard permanently."
"Ancient wizards don't live to be ancient by being easy to kill."
"I am painfully aware of
that."
He is rather.. fixated on the idea of taking revenge on Jebediah. Shazam. Whatever. I've made it clear that I'm not going to be lending him my knife for
that, but there's no percentage in trying to talk him out of something he feels that strongly about. Perhaps he might come to regard hunting Ahri'ahn as practice?
Mother Box, hush tube to Kahndaq.
Ping.
"Much as Cranius and I appreciate you being here, given your international status…"
He nods. "Call upon me should he reappear."
He flies through the opening, and I close it before opening another back to the street where Sunset and Circe were working on saving Zatara. I step through, blinking…
I can't exactly
see magic, but I can.. feel things being… Twisted. I can.. almost
taste it. Sunset's hair is doing the same thing as Celestia's mane, billowing and no longer entirely corporeal. Circe's more
there, but…
Things are shifting…
"Any joy?"
Zatara's down to his underwear and while I can see his outline, it's like he's… There and not there? Whole and at the same time an exploded view? Doesn't look comfortable, but it
also doesn't look like he's turned into an insect.
It also doesn't look like something that can be applied en masse. I didn't recognise twenty or so of the insectoids we threw into containment, and I'm confident that when we take a roll call we'll find at least that many people missing.
I hate feeling… Powerless.
Sunset and Circe stand up. I raise my eyebrows.
"Is he still human?"
He…
Looks human, but I'm aware of a wide variety of techniques which can be used to 'bypass' a failing human body. Vampires -for example- usually have bodies that are sufficiently corpse-like that they are immune to a wide variety of biological substances. For fairly obvious and frankly nightmarish reasons we haven't experimented with that
here, but there might be some necromancy-related way to prevent biological contamination.
"Oh, yes." Circe nods confidently. "He should probably avoid using more than minor magics for a week or so while his body stabilises, but he will remain human."
I nod. That's quite a relief. "Can the technique you used work for anyone else? We've got more people who've been infected-."
"A
h." Sunset stumbles a half-step before Circe takes hold of her to support her. "I-. Thanks." She smiles at Circe. "I don't think so. Not unless they're half-transformed magicians. And given how fast it goes…"
I nod. "Is that a matter of time, or is the limitation inherent to the technique?"
"It…" As she considers the idea her hair drops down to its normal level of animation. "
Might be something we can adapt.
Eventually. I'd need to.. study the other insectoids. The fully transformed ones."
That's… Yeah. The insectoids were always a liability, but now they've actually
cost us. And useful as Sunset is as a part-time teacher and general researcher…
"Yeah. If Circe can spare you, I'd like you to coordinate with Cranius on studying the insectoids. Questions are going to be asked about this, and if we want Cranius's work to continue I'm going to need to convince our friends in government that matters are in hand."
Sunset nods, then looks at Circe. Circe nods with obvious reluctance.
"Your absence will be a blow, but Grayven is correct. This seems like
just the thing that could make someone in General Lane's position nervous."
I hold up my right hand. "There's no need to rush. I'll get Cranius to get you access to Uncorporation's research records. They'll need a few days to start rebuilding at the very least before you'll be able to do anything on-site."
"If you can get me some blood, tissue and venom samples then I can get started right away."
"No, you can get to work on designing the workroom and automata you're going to use to interact with those samples. I expect-. I'll be talking to Scott about getting New God level biofilters installed and you're going to have to learn how to interact with them."
Sunset puts her right hand on her right hip.
"Grayven, I interacted with that…
Stuff, on a level even you can't comprehend. I
know how dangerous it is and I wasn't about to slack off on the safety precautions. I
also know how…
Horrible it is to get mutated by it. It wasn't just the changes you could
see; it was already changing his.. brain."
I nod. "And that's why I'm insisting on extraordinary precautions." I kneel down to bring our faces closer to level. "I'm not accusing you of sloppiness or foolishness. But I
care for your wellbeing, and these things are extraordinarily dangerous. Please, for me?"
"Oh." She blinks. "Um. Okay. It shouldn't be that hard to come up with something based on radiological handling protocols. If it's… That important to you."
"
You are."
I might be pushing things here, but she's been in combat and just saved the mind of her best friend's father. I smile hopefully and spread my arms.
She rolls her eyes, but she steps forward and tolerates me hugging her-.
"Okay, that's enough. Don't make this-" I open my arms and she pulls away. "-weird
er. Maybe you should… Spend less time around ponies."
"No, my relationship with Luna won't work if I don't accept her culture as she accepts mine."
Circe looks mildly affronted. "Do you have a hug for me as well?"
I shrug and open my arms again, causing her to huff and ignore me to hug Sunset. Sunset goes along with it, then her eyes widen in mock-horror.
"Did I just.. get adopted?"
"The other side of me thinking that Celestia's not good for you is that I think we
are." I rise to my feet. "Now run along, Sunset."
"You know?" She raises her hands. "I'm just gunna do that. Mother Box, hush tube."
"Ping."
Sunset walks into thin air and vanishes.
"She took that well." Circe glances at me. "I
had thought that she might blow up at us."
"She's come a long way, emotionally. Some ponies are just
born to be shaved monkeys." I sigh, looking around. And then down at Giovanni. "I'll take him home. Could you please get started at the wards?"