3079/It's Aliiiii-- Nope

It's Aliiiii-- Nope
Date of Scene:	06 November 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Black Knight, Witchfire

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Black Knight has posed:
It is rare for Dane to be in mad scientist mode. he is normally quite restrained. the entire weekend, he has been downstairs doing the Lord alone only knows with some very expensive looking things and a lot of electricity. Currently, some Ska band version of Hungry Like the Wolf is playing on his stereo in his lab. it is loud, it is not really good, and he is singing along, which is just never a good sign.
     The lights flicker throughout the castle. "It's Alive! Aliv--" the power abruptly shuts off and a string of truly profane words can be heard coming from the Crypt. Whatever the experiment was, it blew the power in the castle. Again. "Well, shit. That didn't work!" echoes up the stairs.

Witchfire has posed:
"You're the worst magician." Ana says flatly, a light glowing off the tip of her wand. She peers into the gloom. "Are you still whole?" She asks, peering into the gloom. "Dane?" She calls out and keeps a hand on the wall, careful about the stairs before her in the darkness. "What is or is not alive down there?"

Black Knight has posed:
    "We already knew that, love!" Dane has been all smiles since the cybernetics project was completed. There is some noise, then the glow of a flashlight. About the time her feet are on the cave floor, the lights come back on. Is... she standing in a binding circle? "Ha!" Dane calls out. "How is that one?" He is working on something that looks like parts and components from his laser sword combined with some medical equipment.
     his binding Circle is at his usual standard. Which is to say that it is laid out almost precisely perfect. unfortunately, he just does not have the innate magical power or belief to truly empower the circle to its fullest potential. mathematically perfect, but in practice she can break it.

Witchfire has posed:
"Is this? Are you trying to bind me? You wicked man." Ana stalks and looks around the circle with a frown. Testing it, she makes a face. "You drew it well, what will it take you to put some solid belief into these things?" She asks and closes her eyes, trying to drum up enough power to blow the circle out.

Black Knight has posed:
    Incrementally better than last time. She actually has to pull in a little power. the circle shatters but rather than remaining, it is obvious he has learned enough so that when it is broken it's simply vanishes. This is so much easier than having to mop up. The erstwhile night meanwhile is continuing to Polk and Tinker with the mechanical and electronic monstrosity that is over on his oversized workbench. as he pushes buttons he pushes a hand through his hair and frowns to himself as she easily blows through what was, up until this point his best circle.
    "It was a distraction when I hit a design problem." Dane answers her. If only he his technological toys and blade work served as his mental distractions. Je might be a real sorcerer, rather than this poor excuse for one. "How about a kiss?" Dane says absently. "I thought I had made progress. I blew out that board. Sloppy work Whitman!" He has been engrossed. She is lucky he bathed.

Witchfire has posed:
"It reeks of crazy down here." Ana wrinkles her nose and stares at the mechanical nonsense-to her anyway. She fiddles with her choker. "You can have a kiss when you come out of your wildman lair down here." She informs him and holds back from stepping further into his lair. "The circle was solid, it'd be better if you just practiced magic more."

Black Knight has posed:
"Give me a kiss, and I will come upstairs?" Dane looks over at her. He is happy. Distressing that all he needed was her and fulfilling work to make him happy. "Anesthesia is dangerous." Dane explains. "I have developed technology that stuns and renders unconscioys without chemical risk. My neural sword." He is practicing his sales pitch. His boots echo as he shuts things down

Witchfire has posed:
"You're going to hit people with a sword?" Ana asks and backs up. "Better not try that on me." She grumbles and eyes Dane in the darkness. "You come to me, no stun swords and you can have all the kisses you like." She pauses and leans against the wall. "What went wrong with your weird robot?"

Black Knight has posed:
"Well. It is a computer. A macine to do the stunning and kept the subject stunned." He gives her a look. "Safe anesthesia. Imagine the benefits, huh?"
    He makes a show of being disarmed. "All the kisses I want, huh?" Dane asks with a warm smile. It is almost like a new man. Renewed. Focussed. Happy. Affectionate. It is a little disgusting maybe.

Witchfire has posed:
"I wish I could stab you." Ana grumbles good naturedly. She studies his hands and slings her wand away, letting the dim light swallow them. "Not a sword then, sure. You want kisses now or kisses once the lights are back on and I can get back to preparing my bubble bath your madness has so cruelly interrupted."

Black Knight has posed:
Hands settle on her. "Both." By the veil! She is thoroughly kissed. Very thoroughly kissed and held tight. "I will fix the lights, and be right up." He reaches over for the fuse nix. "All of them I want." Sounds like he wants more.

Witchfire has posed:
Grinning, Ana shakes her head, stepping back as he reaches for the fuse box. She shakes her head, a pleased, dopey smile on her lips. Feeling the steps up, it's a hasty retreat from the happy man. She mutters, surly for the sake of being surly. "Wicked, terrible man. I hope your hair line recedes and you get wrinkles." she huffs and trips on the stairs, tossing a heel past Dane into the lab. "Dumb shoes!"

Black Knight has posed:
    "You don't mean that, beautiful!" Dane replies. There is some fidgeting, then a couple of loud clicks. Power is on. Dane picks up her shoe. "I sincerely hope this is a trail of bread crumbs." That is about the most risque thing he has ever said! She can hear him coming up the stairs.