Memoirs of a RAFian

[Dylan]

"A son of Sobek?" Dpsb asked.

The other five looked at him.

"Hey, I know things too!" he protested at this reaction.

I actually know what that is and I learned it in the weirdest way possible. There used to be this show on Nickelodeon called House of Anubis. It was a soap-opera/mystery about an American girl  who goes to a British boarding school haunted by Egyptian gods. Probably not the best thing to learn about Egypt from, buuuuuut it helped me pass my Egyptian mythology test in 6th grade.

[Cloak]

Hey, I'm no better, Dpsb. I got it from a Rick Riordan book.

New chapter.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN:
Border Line

"These are . . . sufficient." Sluggard said.

He did not say "Good job." or "Good work." but he did not shoot them dead. He considered that reward enough. He examined these new assets of his, their minds and wills bent to his. He was sefretly pleased, but had worn an veneer of detached interest. They wre strknger than the last batch of three Titan thugs.

"They will do," Sluggard said, feigning indifference. "For now."

He considred his next move briefly. This was actually a remarkable feat in and of itself, as he usually gave orders off the cuff and never fully considered the repercussions of his actions. But why would he? He's never been punished for any of his transgressions. He was essentially a bratty manchild with power and influence. A volatile ****tail if there ever was one.

"I have a target for them," ol' Dominic Sluggard said, with a smirk of childish glee breaking out on his face despite the detatched impression he was tried to play up.

***

And that's how RAF had the seven goliaths pounding on the Code Avalon force field at dinnertime. The RAFians however didn't consider it much of a threat, as they obviously could not get through the force field.

"I got this," GH said, shouldering guitar off and pulling it into playing position, strumming a few chords. Then he sang

"This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
Can't think of any new lyrics.
No, I never wrote down the lyrics.
So, I’ll just sing any old lyrics
That come to mind, kids.
You really need words,
A whole bunch of rhyming words.
You gotta write too many words.
To do it, to do it, to do it,
To do it, to do it, to do it right, kid.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
I know that you’re probably sore,
That I didn’t invent anything more.
I just didn’t get to complete it.
So, I’ll just repeat it.
This cover is just seven words long.
(Seven words long.)
This cover is just seven words long.
(Seven words long.)
Oh, I don’t make a lotta money.
They pay me nothing, honey.
I said, they pay me nothing, honey.
To play this cover.
I gotta fill time.
Three minutes worth of time.
Oh, how will I ever fill so much time?
I’ll throw in a solo,
A solo, a solo,
A solo, a solo here.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover is just seven words long.
This cover has got nothing to say.
But I’m posting it anyway!
I know, if I put my mind to it,
I know I could find an adequate rhyme here.
Oh, you gotta have a music,
You need really catchy music!
This cover has plenty of music.
But just seven words, kid.
And so, I’ll type them over,
And over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again.
Seven words long.
Seven words long.
Seven words long.
Seven words long.
Seven words long.
Seven words long.
This cover is seven words long.
It’s just seven words long!"

"It didn't do anything," Faerie said dryly.

"Made me feel better," GH said, smirking impishly.

"They were dancing," Genies pointed out.

"You call that dancing?"

"Yes. Yes, I do."

[guitarhero01234]

My headcanon for this chapter is that it was gh (the character)'s first foray into psychedelic drugs. It explains a lot.

[Cloak]

Nah. Sleep deprivation.

[guitarhero01234]

Go to bed, Cloaky!

. . . OK, I have no right to say that

[Cloak]

No, I mean you. In the terms of the story. But yeah, I need to go to bed.

[redtailedsaffa]

Both of you need to sleep.

Dylan, that is the greatest "how I passed an exam by pure fluke" story ever.

[guitarhero01234]

Both of you need to sleep.

I refuse your ridiculous suggestion. It's barely even 3 in the morning!

[redtailedsaffa]

*sigh* I made that mistake last night. Nearly dozed off while writing my exam paper this morning.

[Cloak]

Um . . . "sleep is for the weak"?

New chapter. Sorry about the brevity.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN:
Collections and Clattering

"Got it!" Saffa cried, managing to get a vial of sap, a little baggy of spores (which were the minute seeds of the plant).

"Got it!" Underseen said in reply.

"Got it!" Ash answered.

"Got it!" Sakki agreed.

"Got it!" Dpsb said, distantly. He went to the plant that was the furthest away, but managed ot obtain all the necessary items.

Then, just the five were reconvening, a deafening clatter caused the whole place, the bricks in the floor, ceiling, and walls, to reverberate in the most unnerving way.

"What was that?" Sakki said, in eerie imitation of Ashley from "Until Dawn".

***

Cloak continued with his task, fumbling around with the clasp of the petsuchos's amulet necklace thing whilst still hydrokinetically keeping it still, immobile, and jaws firmly shut. It could still influence the water, but not to the extent that Cloak could, and he was rekeved that he didn't have to resort to bloodbending. Although wasn't sure if that worked on creatures of a supernatural nature.

The petsuchos was very keen to let its malcontent known, but Cloak ignored its debacchations as he continued his work. This clasp was really far too unnecessarily intricate to have been an artifact of Sobek, Cloak found himself thinking. He focused on the task, though the petsuchos's body rumbled with ire.

With a click, the necklace amulet thing quickly snaked off of the petsuchos's neck and landed on the floor with a resounding clatter. And the petsuchos was now a baby alligator. It felt like that there should have been a pop, or a snap, or some other sort of sound, but there wasn't one.

The newly-reverted alligator didn't seem too pleased with this new arrangement, and snapped at Cloak as he lifted it by its tail to place it away from the amulet necklace thing. It tried to scuttle its way back to the necklace, now mass-shifted to fit the baby alligator's neck. But Cloak had lifted and he ferrokinetically caused the metal to curl and warp in his palm. He distorted it until all the magic was essentially wrung out of it, then he balled it up as the baby alligator chirped its disapproval. He tossed it away, as the others arrived.

"Got it?" he asked.

[redtailedsaffa]

Awww.

[Cloak]

Awww?  Does someone want a little pet? A little alligator named Leatherhead?

[guitarhero01234]

Make that 2 of us 

[redtailedsaffa]

Well I've never been a dog or cat person, and I've always kept some lizards around to keep the room insect free.

[Cloak]

Hmmmm . . . *strokes chin thoughtfully* . . . I'm seriously considering it . . . hmmmmm . . .

New chapter.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:
Falling in Line

"They're still pounding at the threshold," GH said.

"But Code Avalon is still holding," Genies said. "Man, that thing can be inconsistent about its durability sometimes."

"Hey!" Yarin protested. He was responsible, in part, for the creation of Code Avalon. He had come over to see the spectacle.

"I thought these things were supposed to be strong," Faerie said, almost as if she were disapointed. "They can't even break through the Code Avalon barrier."

"I wonder if they're even trying," Parker said, having come to see what all the pounding and thumping noises were. He had to admit that he wasn't all too surprised to see another menacing force at their doorstep demanding to be let in. It wasn't the first time. "Assuming that any part of their identity isn't forsaken or subsumed by the Titan."

The others had all been briefed about the Titan super-steroid as Cloak's team went to look for the plant pods in the sewer. Aquilai, Yarin, and Goom had already finished the cure, it only needed the sap and spores from the plant.

"Wait." Parker said, his shrewd gaze catching something that would have been easy to kiss or overlook. His face was hidden beneath his helmet, but he wore a look of compassionate empathy as he saw each of the Titan thugs' bodies spasm in the most subtlest of ways. "The Titan is about to take full effect, if my information is right."

He took no pleasure in saying such. He knew when the Titan toxin, as he decided to think of it, took full effect, death wasn't too far away. But he hoped that the Titan entry in the database was mistaken. He didn't wish death upon these people, they clearly did not have any choice in the manner of what they became. Why else would the be wearing such accessories?

The seven Titan thugs collapsed to the ground. Their bodies shaking and colvulsing slightly, slick with sweat as their bodies began to shrink in size and muscle mass. All seven had a gray tinge with green-colored veins that was pread through as if they walked into green cobwebs.

"This . . ." GH stammered. "This . . . this is . . ."

"Awful," Genies supplied.

"Go get Kelly," Parker said, at once, as Yarin quickly complied. "Maybe she could heal --"

"Parker, I don't think that it'll be that easy." Faerie said. "Otherwise, Cloak wouldn't have taken a team to the sewers."

"Maybe we can just wait a bit for --" GH began.

"We do not know how much time they have left." Parker said, bluntly. "And perhaps Kelly can stem the toxic effects of the super-steroid until the cure is complete."

Parker turned to find not only Kelly hustling forward, grasping her jacket against the frigid wind, with AniDragon hurrying along behind her. It may be necessary for AniDrsgon to boost Kelly's healing ability, which may prove efficacious.

It may not be much, but it was all they could do at the moment.