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Rudy frowned now when asked for his stock supply. "I've only found two. Now easy to find when this entire place is scattered." He put the small blackboard back in the wagon. He crossed his arms to think, "But if we do what you said, and connect them, that actually can work." He pondered. "I'm forgetting something..." He tapped his foot against the ground, trying to regrasp a lost thought. When Conan brought up the small ones and their use, it brought anothere idea to mind. "What could it be..." He pondered further. He started pacing in thought trying to deeply think about what it could be, yet the idea escaped him. Finally he shrugged shaking his head, "Sorry, can't think of my idea. Yet when you mentioned something about putting the small one's together, it brought something similar to mind."

(I don't think Newt's doing anything? Could be wrong ... )

Auransky
Conan & Rudy
Conan frowned. He felt Rudy's missing idea might have been important, but for now he'd leave it. "Well, we can try to find more of them, if they're useful." He nodded around at the rest of the room. "What about the rest of this. You were clearly moving things, but did you have any intention behind them?" He looked around the space, arms still crossed. He wasn't very confident that this was all the Museum had to offer. "And have you seen anyone since coming here? Or have you just been in this room?"

Kuragehime , Dia
Lupin, Ginger, Minato, Elizabeth
Lupin wouldn't have paced over the cloud like Minato was. And he had wings. Still, he tucked them close to his body, hesitant and lips pressed together. Minato seemed to know what he was doing, most of the time, and Lupin himself had never been one for anything but following. 
Minato seemed to decide, so Lupin looked sideways at Ginger before saying, "Meet you on the ground then." Wherever they were going - perhaps back into the Museum-proper - he found it more likely to start on the ground. He took several steps toward the edge of the cloud before dropping of the side. His wings caught him, of course, and he folded them to land, looking up again.

(Back to the junk end of the Museum or do you want to explore this side more?)

I promise a reply is coming! I've been sick all week and I'm finally back to myself again x_x]]

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((I'm sick again too))
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"But if you're structuring chalkboards as a use of travel," pointed at Conan. "That must mean you can set them up to work without you having to be around, yes?" He wasn't sure on that point, which was why he asked. If they had to find Rudy whenever they wanted to use the chalkboards than it was a system which only benefited him. While that wasn't a bad thing, they really would find it more useful to have universal mode of travel around the Museum.
"And this room ... aren't you worried some of the items are magical? Have you run into any that are?" That would be useful as well. He just wasn't sure how good or bad Rudy's luck was.

( I need to totally redo the front at this point. I need a layout rehab. Any suggestions Kuragehime and Auransky? )

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Sure! I am a bit lacking in ideas at the moment tho... I'll try to think of something xD]]

"I certainly hope so," Ignis muttered, holding his chin as he walked down the hall. His eyes stopped on a sword nearly completely buried beneath a pile of other random collectibles and was tempted to grab it, especially after thinking back on that armored man Misaki had mentioned. He had woken up in the museum without his usual weapons at his side, but hadn't thought much about it at first. With a slight shrug he stepped over and drew it out of the pile anyway before unsheathing it to examine the blade. "This is in very nice shape," he murmured. Glancing back to Misaki he returned to the more clear path in the hall. "Just in case," he said to her.

Something told Sally she was going to hate this man. Maybe she already did. The city had, at least, introduced her to true wits like him. It was amazing she'd reduced her reaction to an eye twitch where she might have otherwise tried to strangle him. "I see," she said, trying to sound interested. She wasn't, not really. This guy was clearly not from her world and wouldn't know what it would take it make an intelligent zombie even if one walked up to him. "And would any of your ... work ... help in this situation?" She pointed at the floor and sounded highly doubtful. 

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((Haha, yes I finished it! Pretty happy with the result, and after a bit of tweaking I got it to a size that will let it shine on the forums.))
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((ANywhoo, now that we're done talking, and I've given up on reading my text. I am going to sleep.))
((I seriously do need sleep...))

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"Knowledge is power." Serk softly replied, "I appreciate your enthusiasm , it's refreshing." He couldn't help but smile. He stirred the vile a little more, placing his free hand on the glass. He could see the shadow threads reacting to the corpse inside. Taking a moment to inhale steadily, he could see the threads of shadows reacting to his hand, new threads forming towards the glass. Good... so i'm not completely locked... With his other hand, he pulled the vile as close as possible to the glass. The threads were basically linking from the edge of the glass to the rather deprecated body. He started to pour the substance in the vile, which naturally would go around the glass, instead the liquid phased through the glass, reaching the shadowy threads from within. He poured the liquid until the vile was empty, once it was he set he glass on the side then watched as the shadowy threads transported the liquid to the body within. He took a calming step back, "If things go well, the body should regenerate within the next few minutes. Once the body is regenerated to its living form, the glass too will vanish." He addressed the upcoming process. "It's a safety mechanism, the glass is living provided by the shadow webs we see covering the body. Once it's job is complete the glass is dissolved and the webs dispensar."

Akira crossed his arms, he couldn't help but shiver. There was something about meddling with the unknown that he found unsettling. The Metaverse was a similar experience at first, but unlike the metaverse these two individuals were basically talking about reviving the dead. Now this sort of stuff was most likely taboo. He turned his attention over to Kid, "While we can't enter the discussion, it does raise some curiosity doesn't it?" He tried to look for a bright side. "If this possibility of bringing the deaf or almost dead back to life, then how far could medicine proceed in the future."



With Lupin down, Minato had started to put his own gear on, to get down. He looked back to see Elizabeth who was trying to not make it obvious that she was watching them. He looked back at the clouds. He couldn't help but laugh at Ginger's soft comment. Not speaking any further, he secured his line, then began to make his way down. It felt strange going down because there wasn't necessarily a physical wall to rely on. As he passed through the clouds he couldn't help but wander how something could look so physical and yet not be. On the other hand, they looked like clouds back home, perhaps they were just regular clouds and this was the first time he had ever been this close to clouds? Reaching the bottom he unharnessed himself, then readjusted his clothes. "If we knew the way out, I doubt we'd be here asking that question." He softly replied, readjusting his clothes.




"Oh yea, for sure!" Rudy excitedly replied. "I don't have to be around for the portals to stay open. Basically setting them up, they will stay at a set point, and with a few hands from Chalkzone, the portals will only lead from point A to B." He explained, "We were trying to find a way back to our home, but no matter what route we tried" he referred to his friend Snap the chalkzone resident. "every portal leads to a different part of this massive place." He shrugged with bitter distaste.
Now taking another look around the room he couldn't help but stand with an openly clueless expression. "Magical items?" His tone had risen an octive. "That's a thing here?" He looked around him, everything seemed normal. Even the strange looking things he threw into other rooms, looked normal. Or at least he thought they did considering some things looked ancient and might be found in a threft store. "So.... like what kind of magical things are we talking about?" He sheepish asked.

Auransky Kuragehime


(Dia's running this end of the show, so give me the word when you want Myrnin to open his eyes and stuff.)

"That," murmured Kid, hardly paying attention to what he was saying he was so focused on Serk. "Would mean that we drop the consideration that we two are, in fact, dead already. Since that's what Sable wants use to think. If we're already dead, than maybe this isn't bringing back the dead so much as 'healing the soul.'" He wondered if that got just a fit to far into theory. Still, he wasn't paying enough attention to worry about it. Serk's knowledge still unnerved him. He seemed to know a lot about the workings of the glass shell around the body without having been here long enough to study it - or know if what he'd just done would work. Yet he seemed fully confident that it would and had. Kid couldn't help thinking, Is it possible that he's seen something like this before? Time seems messed up in this place as it is. So maybe he's been here longer than we have. We also haven't actually seen Sable, if he can be seen at all. What if this guy, since he seems to know about the shadow-webs, is Sable? But then again, I can't assume anything. I feel like I'm too on edge in this place and I already know that it's because Aizen and Serk seem to have the same sorts of morals.

Within the glass, the 'corpse' seemed to finish a good portion of reforming a lot faster than it had been before, black shadows retreating across the body to show skin return to pale white and clothing no longer ripped and torn. It was like a movie on fast forward, if a bit unnerving.




"That seems to be the state of things," Lupin agreed, frowning once again. Part of him was wary. This place gave him back his wings. Leaving it, he felt, would remove them. But there was little he could do about that, so he sighed, turning, and pointing out across the still expanse of glass that masqueraded as an ocean. "That's pretty much the only other unusual direction we have open to us. The clouds were solid ... I somehow doubt that there's water out there. We followed glass crabs to get here, so maybe we have to cross a glass ocean to get out." It was the only thing he could think of.


Conan didn't ask what he meant by hands from the Chalkzone. He was following well enough with everything else, but he'd leave the questions about how ... that ... worked for a bit later. Instead he glanced around again, still listening to Rudy but trying to understand more about the room they were in. It looked like Rudy had not been aware of what this place contained. "Trust me when I say a chalkboard which can be used as transport sounds magic to several people who I have met while here," said Conan in an even tone. "What sort? We've only run into a couple dangerous or troublesome ones so far. Triggering them by accidentally touching them has happened. A fan started a flash-freeze in part of the museum. Other times things have burned or disappeared or so forth. Maybe you just ran into a room which contained ordinary items - maybe you were just lucky. This is, according to Sable, a museum of worlds. I guess that means it a concentrate if all important items of a world. Though a lot of this stuff just looks like junk, so maybe not an exact theory. Some of it ordinary ... other parts magic. Have you directly talked to Sable at all?"

I also need to reply oops... coming soon!]]

Auransky: aww rip I just changed him out... Thanks~ I just rewatched Ouran a little while ago and felt the need to celebrate Tamaki a bit xD]]