An Unassuming House

by **Skeiron** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:21 pm

Skeiron didn't even seem to notice Rick yet, behind some of the others. He just shook his head and looked at the staff Will held. "Yeah, that used to belong to a Professor Weaver, back when there was still a university." Anyone close enough would notice that his breath smelled distinctly like alcohol.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:24 pm

Will handed it back to Robin. "This used to belong to one of my professors."

by **Taliesin** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:25 pm

"The one who was schtuping Aunt Sam, Robin."

by **Robin Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:30 pm

"Right, your old shapeshifting teacher." she says with a please-don't-tell-me-that-story-again tone.

Taking it back from Will she takes a careful look at it and pushes the button that extends the staff. Except instead of doing it it produces a metal grinding sound and a whine from the mechanism. "Way to go dad. 10 seconds. I think that's a new record." she shakes her head.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:31 pm

"I didn't touch anything! You must be doing it wrong!"

by **Robin Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:37 pm

"Daaad! Tell yourself to stop breaking stuff!" she yells down the hallway before tossing Will the staff again. "Here, you broke it, you fix it."

by **Taliesin** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:38 pm

"I'm going into my room," he said, shaking his head, going into his room.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:39 pm

"Maybe if I just hit this one," Will said, hitting this one.

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:41 pm

"I suggest the rest of us take cover," he joked dryly.

by **Robin Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:43 pm

Robing shakes her head and closes the panel before walking off further down the hallway.

The staff meanwhile whirs, clicks and a piece of it falls off from somewhere.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:44 pm

"What the hell is this?"

by **Narrator** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:50 pm

The piece looks like a slim disc, maybe half an inch thick and 2 inches across and some kind of emitter in the middle.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:53 pm

"Don't tell me they replaced blu-ray, and I gotta buy all my stuff again."

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:57 pm

"It looks like some kind of holographic emitter," John supplied.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:58 pm

"Howzit work?"

by **Veronica Freud** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:03 pm

"Help me Obiwan Kenobi, you're my only hope?"

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:04 pm

"Let me have a look?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:12 pm

"Here you go," Will said, tossing it to John.

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:15 pm

John gave it a closer look.

"Curious... it appears to be on a timer."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:17 pm

"A timer? Set for when?"

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:20 pm

"I can't be sure exactly, but it's set to unlock sometime soon. Knowing Miss Weaver, that is no coincidence."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:25 pm

"Great. So we hang onto it. Maybe this is us them helping us now get back to then."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:48 pm

Both Will and Ronnie are kind of right as the timer on the disc soon runs out and the device flickers to life, projecting a holographic screen into mid-air. After a moment of static the image coalesces into a recording of the familiar face of a certain Sphinx. Her eyes are glowing a bright white as she looks into the camera. For a moment nothing happens, then she starts to talk.

"It is now 9:30 pm, Sunday, September 23rd 2029."

Another pause during which she seems to stare off into space.

"Who's there?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:52 pm

"2029? That's STILL the future, and yet, also the past..."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:57 pm

At that Nailah's head seems to turn inexplicably. "Will? Will Stanton?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 4:58 pm

"Wait, is this interactive? Hello help we're stuck in the future get us out of here!"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:04 pm

"Kind of. But... probably not the way you think. I'm afraid I cannot help you though." she says, reaching for the camera and the image shakes for a moment as she repositions it, for a moment putting a dark pool of blood on the floor into view.

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:11 pm

"Then why leave us this?" John wondered aloud.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:19 pm

"Because I need your help."

by **Stan Bowen** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:23 pm

Stan walked into view, quietly observing the discussion.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:23 pm

"It's a bit late fr that, isn't it?"

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:27 pm

"Not if we find a way home and stop all this."

by **Stan Bowen** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:30 pm

"Go on, Nailah," he urged, noticing the blood.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:39 pm

Nailah smiles sadly. "John is right. There is a way, but I'm afraid I cannot tell you what to do. All I can do is point you the way and..." she trails off for a moment. "...try to help someone I hurt."

by **Skeiron** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 5:43 pm

"Well I'll be." Skeiron leaned back against a wall, watching.

by **Talos** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 6:19 pm

A small mechanical sphere with six spindly legs crawled out of a duct and stopped on Skeiron's shoulder.

"Curiouser and curiouser," said the voice of Talos on a tiny speaker as it's monocular camera iris focused on the newcomers.

by **Skeiron** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 6:31 pm

"No kiddin'." He didn't flinch, apparently used to Maddie-bots appearing out of nowhere.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 6:32 pm

"Regardless, I hope some of you can find some help in Tir na Nog. And when you do, please take this recording with you."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 6:35 pm

"Tir na nog?"

by **John Hino** » Sat Aug 14, 2010 6:36 pm

John raised a brow. "What's that I wonder.."

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