Log:Princess Guard Interludes (Ghost and Scrapper)

2013/04/14 	 Ghost Scrapper 1

Champions Mush - Sunday, April 14, 2013, 8:28 AM

''Bridgend is an upmarket coastal stretch, between the port to the north and the yacht club to the south, where several main roads meet: Golden Sands Road from the southwest, Ming Street from Chinatown, Bridge Road from Sandy Bottoms Island, and Wharf Street, running roughly parallel to the shore. Some more prominent businesses have warehouses here, but expensive houses and nice cafes, restaurants and shops are more common. The spectacular arch of the bridge to the island guarantees these businesses always have a good tourist trade. ''

Ghost exits from the coffee shop looking cheerful while wiping the signs of a milk shake from her lips.

Scrapper is hanging out on the bridge, watching the waves flow underneath from a position not easily reached by a non-flyer

 Scrapper says, "Hey Jill"

 Scrapper says, "or do you prefer Jillian?"

 Ghost says, "Ghost actually. Ghost is what I was called when I was growing up. Jillian is a name I took during my adoption into the Narilii family."

Scrapper waves Ghost over from her place on the bridge.

 Scrapper says, "Want me to port you over?"

Ghost laughs at the wave.

 Ghost says, "You and your avian inheritage. Yes, I'm going to need a friendly teleport to get up there."

 Scrapper says, "Come closer. I can easily port a mile or more, but the spell casts quicker at less than thirty feet."

Ghost concentrates and -- blip -- teleports herself to a location closer and more or less beneath you. "What do you know. It worked. But I'm not going to try and astral step up to where you are. If I miss that's a long drop to the water."

Scrapper concentrates - no hand-waving for this caster - and appears next to Ghost. Lifting her slightly off the ground, she reappears, with Ghost, back on her perch. "I didn't know you could do that," she says with an inquiring tone.

Ghost says, "It's the first time I've tried it on Earth. You might have noticed I've been spending a bit of time over on Undermoon? The time rate differential works for me there while I try to learn new spell casting techniques from a Fae magic tutor."

Scrapper nods, "It is weird being both a practiced caster and an apprentice. There are so many 'basics' that I don't know, but things that I consider pretty basic are considered advanced surprises by Ellbeth, like teleport."

Scrapper clarifies, "She can teleport, of course, but doesn't consider it a basic skill."

Ghost nods, "I call that ability an astral step. It's the first stage in learning to project my physical body onto the astral plane. In an astral step I project my body over but can only hold it there for a smallest fraction of a second. But distances are so different on that plane a slight shuffle there means I return a dozen body lengths away from where I started. Is it the same for you? Or do you use a different method?"

Scrapper says, "Mine is a standard low-magic spell. Well, standard where I learned it. I can manage about ten meters quickly, in combat situations, but am pretty much a sitting duck at longer ports. In theory, I should be able to port as much as I can lift, but as you know," she says with a ruefull smile, "I'm a stronger weightlifter than spellcaster. I can manage about a 200 kilo load out to 10 kilometers."

Ghost nods, "I can manage me up to..." She pauses as her headware converts distance units, "about 24 metres. My accuracy isn't too good yet either. Guess you're the champ in that. Good to know what each of us can do though."

Scrapper nods, "With people like Quinn and Titan around, I'm still getting used to my 'minor' skills like magic and force shapes being more useful than my strength and durability. Princess Da... well, somebody I thought I once knew could teleport her entire household around the planet in four ports."

Ghost says, "How big a household? Two servants and a cat? Or something more substantial?"

Scrapper says, "She was queen of half a planet." but my her expression, the queen is a sore subject with her. "By the way, the Princess talked to me about the project you suggested.""

Ghost glances over, "Which project was that?" she asks.

Scrapper glances around. "Boots. I don't want to discuss it over the communicator because there are some details I'd rather work out with you alone instead of opening up to the team."

Ghost looks relieved, "Oh. THAT project." She nods. "Now Quinn has supplied me with reloads for my weapon I was going to head to the Gym for some target practice. Suppose we have a sparring match. We'll learn something of each other's abilities. That's if you agree not to break any bones. I'm not a combat specialist and I'm even more limited here."

Scrapper says, "Sorry, I have some errands to run for the Court. I just wanted to let you know that I suggested that you lead the mission, since your training and background seems more appropriate than mine for this one. I'll try to be as good at taking orders as giving them and will keep the suggestions to a minimum."

Ghost laughs, "Oh, the opportunity. But actually I'll be scouting on the astral most of the time if all goes according to plan. The rest of the team needs someone actually there on the spot to lead the mission. So, much as it pains me," She grins, "I'm going to have to defer to you."

Scrapper grins "Sorry, the princess has already okayed it. You're stuck. If you come up with a plan, let the team know what it is and I follow along; I don't think we even need to make an announcement."

Ghost says, "Coming up with a plan has never been a problem for me. And if I have sufficient information it's usually a pretty good plan."

Scrapper grins. "Well, until the princess is ready to make an announcement, I think I'll leave my communicator off for a bit." She unstraps a watchband from her wrist and stuffs it in her pocket, stands and stretches (showing Ghost that more has changed than new black jeans and tank top), but flies off before the (now) smaller woman can comment.