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 [right][b]Interactions:[/b] Aislin [@Estylwen], Sloane [@Atrophy], Artifact Group
[code]Elysium Island[/code][/right][hr]
Luca grimaced as they got on the island, already feeling the telltale aches across his body that this wasn’t going to be so easy for him. As Ruby said there wasn’t time for speeches, and some people went into them anyway, he pulled a couple of bottle of pills out of his backpack. He pulled down the black surgical mask he was wearing to knock a variety of painkillers back with the simple plastic water bottle he’d brought along too. He didn’t look much different from normal - dressed all in black, every bit of skin was covered by some clothing. Only his eyes were visible as he pushed the mask back up over his face. 

[color=6B8E23]”Aislin’s right, let’s go.”[/color] Unlike Aislin, Luca didn’t bother with trying to drag someone along. Instead he just started walking as quickly as was possible for him in the direction Ruby had pointed. They didn’t exactly have time to waste. Not only was there a ticking clock against all of them, but he knew there was one against him too. Even the hour between, which he’d mostly spent resting, hadn’t helped much with the crap state his body was currently in.

But he couldn’t sit this out because it would make things that much harder for them.

[color=6B8E23]”I can probably get us through the vault doors, easily,”[/color] Luca said as he walked, trying not to sound out of breath already. [color=6B8E23]”Like Sloane said earlier, no doors are safe between us. Unless it's made of incredibly thick plastic I can rot through it. Even if it's enchanted it won’t be a problem - the Rot’s strong enough to get through that. If it's metal like I hope- like most vault doors are- I'll get through quickly and easily.”[/color]

He was serious, not quite the normal smiley Luca - he wanted to get this done, and for everyone to be kept safe. He was worried. [color=6B8E23]”As for the dog… I can erode marble too, but I think I should concentrate on the door. It will hurt me as much as I hurt it.”[/color]
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[right]Interactions: Artifact Team Leader (Presumably Sloane [@Atrophy])
[code]Cliff Overlooking Elysium Island[/code][/right][hr]

Once everyone teleported onto the island, it was only Anya and Lynn left on the cliffside where they’d met. While it wasn’t Anya’s preferred location for coordination, it kept things simple. They could see Elysium Island, and were definitely close enough for the radios to work. 

Even not going on the island Anya had chosen to dress in a way that would make it more difficult to recognise her. A black hoodie with an embroidered rose design across one half, baggy black pants with chains hanging all across them, and somehow she’d managed to get all of her long, thick hair under a dark beanie hat. Combined with the much more intense makeup it didn’t look like [i]her[/i] at all. Certainly not the refined image she always put on - but perhaps closer to how she’d been ten years ago. In her mind it was better to be safe than sorry. After all, she had vested interest in not being recognised by any members of the Elite. 

[color=9966CC]”I know you don’t like me,”[/color] Anya said bluntly, as she unfolded two camping chairs she’d brought from her apartment. She sat in one and gestured towards the other for Lynn. At the same time she held out a radio to her. [color=9966CC]”But let’s work together for the sake of the coven. Since there’s five radios on the island, let’s take two teams each, and whoever isn’t occupied answers Amara? Each is set to a different channel, but they should know which to use if they can’t go through us.”[/color]

[color=F08080]“You’re right,”[/color] Lynn said in response to the plan, [color=F08080]“we’re going to be the only thing standing between them and death more than likely.  I can take the agro and support team.  It’s easier to see the future I can actually see,”[/color] Lynn sighed as she sat down.  [color=F08080]“I am beyond worried about everyone down there,”[/color] Lynn confided as she sighed.

[color=9966CC]”As am I,”[/color] Anya responded after a moment. Of course, her worries were slightly different - worry of them failing, the resulting war it would cause, but there were the same worries as Lynn in there… for the few people Anya actually cared about. Sloane, Olivia, Jack (though she wasn’t as worried about him, that idiot was unkillable). [color=9966CC]”Let’s hope the Elite are as incompetent as the rumours say. I’m just as concerned about infighting- especially the Artifact group. Britney, Sloane and Adora… Hopefully the cooler heads like Luca can keep things on track.”[/color]

[color=F08080]“It’s the same as a decade ago.  Hope for the teams to work together, but plan for infighting and chaos,”[/color] Lynn joked as she sighed.  Lynn pulled out a chocolate bar and began to eat it.  [color=F08080]“I’m concerned about Lila.  Her future is the most unclear,”[/color] Lynn confided.  Sure, she hated everything that Anya stood for but she was also present when Lynn was at her most vulnerable.

[color=9966CC]”With the Maiden taking over?”[/color] Anya raised an eyebrow, once again rather blunt. It was the less carefully crafted Anya - the Anya that didn’t bother so much about coming across as a good person. Lynn already disliked her, and Anya didn’t care about changing that opinion. The people that did matter (namely Sloane) weren’t around right now. [color=9966CC]”I’d be concerned. Her dreams are… chaotic to say the least. There’s a very real risk there won’t be a Lila at all with the way things seem to be going.”[/color]

Lynn shot a side eye Anya’s way.  [color=F08080]“Yeah, the future says she’s on the edge of a cliff.  One misstep,”[/color] Lynn paused as she looked towards the city, [color=F08080]“and we’ll have another city destroying threat on our hands.  We’re lucky that she has a good head on her shoulders, anyone else,”[/color] Lynn’s eyes narrowed as they stared her point home to Anya, [color=F08080]“and we’d be fighting the murder as we speak.”[/color]

Anya held up her hands, smiling at Lynn. It wasn't the normal fake one, or the rare genuine one, something more snide. [color=9966CC]”I won't deny it. It's the same for many adjoined in our ranks - Lila, Luca, Leon… all a risk only kept contained by the willpower they all have.”[/color] Her gaze moved away from Lynn and towards the island. [color=9966CC]”But threats we should all be preparing for in case their willpower fails.”[/color]

Lynn did not see Anya falling off the cliff ‘accidentally’ in the future but she’s been wrong before.  This operation would prove to be the most difficult one yet.  [color=F08080]“Lila just needs our support.  She’s got a good lock on the Maiden, as long as the fight is not too chaotic down there I know she’ll be fine.  Luca as well.  I don’t like using our adjoined like this though.”[/color]

[color=9966CC]”They’ve got support - Sloane, for one, has decided to take fixing everything upon herself.”[/color] Anya let out a genuine sigh, eyes moving back to Lynn, then down to the radio in her hand. She swapped the channels deftly to the artifact group's. [color=9966CC]”They’re adults. I can't say I'm close to any, but would any of our adjoined sit out if asked? They're all… too good people for that. But I do agree, much as it may surprise you. They deal with much worse magical circumstances than Adepts like me.”[/color]

[color=F08080]“Those of us who are cursed to bear the burden of these monsters always do,”[/color] Lynn said loudly, [color=F08080]“at least they can do something about it,”[/color] she said softly.

Anya heard everything Lynn said, but didn't acknowledge it. She wasn't one to lie and try comfort her over it. Before she could say anything else, anyway, there was an explosion on the island. She shifted in her chair to look over there. [color=9966CC]”Looks like it's starting.”[/color]

She pulled up her radio, holding down the button. [color=9966CC]”Artifact team, what's your status? How far did you get? Over.”[/color]

Lynn saw the explosion and took a deep breath.  Her eyes flashed green as she began to search for the answers to questions that were going to be asked very soon.