4483/Sniffing around

Sniffing around
Date of Scene:	20 May 2018
Location:	Sunnydale
Synopsis:	Sunnydale is covered in a magic spell. Origami investigates, and rapidly works out she needs better protection to be going places like this.
Cast of Characters:	Dawn Summers, Origami

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Dawn Summers has posed:
Those who are magically sensitive in the area might notice a growing field of chaos magic, starting to blanket Sunnydale. Dawn's out and about again. It's getting weird...her mom stopped stressing about her not being home. Which, for Joyce, is very weird. So Dawn's out doing flyovers again, looking to see what she might be able to find to solve her problem.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore is on the back of a paper airplane, again, soaring slowly over the town and sniffing. Pretty distinctive if you recognize it - and you do.

She looks around, trying to figure out where the smell might be centered on, and waves at the sight of a glowy ball of light. "Hi there!" She turns a bit and slowly floats over to give you somewhere to land, then offers you a tuna fish sandwich out of a basket. "Hungry? I figured I was going to be looking around here for awhile."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn's pleased to see someone she knows, and will fly over to land on the paper airplane. With the chaos magic in effect, whether or not you remember the bit about her being human is very iffy. Which means it may be another case of "who dressed up a pixie in a barbie dress?" She smiles at the sandwich, and chimespeaks something that /probably/ means thank-you.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore drifts along and sniffs at the air. A couple of paper flowers grow in the basket. Idly, she comments, "There's some magic around here somewhere that I am looking for. It's stronger today than last time I came by.. That probably means something I don't much like. Last time that happenned, I got swarmed by dinosaur skeletons. Do you know anything about it?" She slowly banks and makes another slow pass over the town. "What am I saying, I couldn't understand you anyway. Nice to see a familiar face though."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn shakes her head, while taking a small handful of sandwich. She's no spellcaster, so she hasn't noticed the magic field...only the weird interactions of the people around her. As far as dinosaur skeletons...that's weird even for Sunnydale. She makes the motion like talking on a phone to remind Miyako; it's an easy way to communicate. Of course, she's also working against the spell's perception filter here.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore digs out a phone and turns it on, putting it down on the basket. She knew someone who talked like that.. a magical frog or something, wasn't it? And this pixie might be smart enough. She doesn't exactly have a lot of pixies in her life to compare. And she isn't using the phone anyways right at the moment. "How much do you want to bet that there's going to be some weird stuff coming in on 911 soon?"

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn types in ~no idea. sunnydale and magic are like peanut butter and jelly.~ Which reminds her, so she adds ~thanks for the sandwich~. She takes another bite of it, and sighs. ~still no luck breaking the spell.~

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore ohs quietly. "What spell?" She looks around some, frowns, and starts nosing down at a crowd forming on a street, where an ice cream truck has lost its freezer which is slowly rolling down the hill opposite the truck. That doesn't seem to have reacted to losing half the truck. somehow. "Okay, that's weird." She sniffs and crinkles her nose. "Definitely getting stronger."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn boggles, and looks back to Miyako. ~uhhh...pixie.~ She points out. What IS it with people being weird. First her mom isn't stressing her absence, and now Miyako's zoning out over the spell on her.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore ohs. "Yeah. You're a pixie. So?" She frowns as one of the basket flowers glows a bit. "Okay, there's a bunch of extra magic floating around. The paper plane and the flowers block a lot of it, but still.. I should probably call in somebody on this if it gets much worse. I was hoping to have a bit more for them, is all."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn gets a bit of a suspicious look on her face. Either Miyako has a horrible memory, or...she taps out another message. ~no, I'm a girl turned into a pixie by a spell.~ She frowns. ~we went over this the other day.~

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore makes a face. "I remember talking to you, but nothing about spells, you weren't wearing clothes, and it was just me talking because I was bored. One of our memories is wrong."

She buzzes the street. People are too obsessed with ice cream to apparently notice. "That's.. even weirder. Want me to flip on the police scanner? It gets kind of distracting with things to worry about sometimes." She frowns some more. "Or I can just fly you out of town or something, I guess. I'm not sure who I would phone in. But this is getting creepy, even for me."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Oh. Crap. That's not good. Of course, the spell is still working; it's likely only the ward on the plane that's keeping Miyako from forgetting this or writing it off as pixie weirdness. ~no, we talked with the phone. Like now.~ She sighs. Where the hell is Willow when she needs her. ~I can't leave town, my family is here.~

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore mmmmhs and makes a face. "Do they remember you?" She frowns hard in thought and flies around slowly. "Okay, so have you tried leaving the area at all? I have a thought, but it's going to sound creepy, and I don't mean it to be. I want to check out that spell you say is there more, but I do that by touching the effect, and I don't want to come off as some weirdo. At least we'd know a little more about what's going on."

Dawn Summers has posed:
~Well...my mom seems to have forgotten.~ She looks worried now. What if her sister forgets?? She nods to Miyako. ~Go for it.~ Of course, that's also going to put Miyako in direct contact with the chaos imp's power, which may not be for the best.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore turns and soars at higher speed away from the middle of the effect. "I want to get away from the worst of this. I'll bring you back wherever you want." After zooming a number of blocks, she sets down, then folds a paper box and throwing it up in the air. It expands and lands on us!

..Darkness.. You hear some more crinkling of paper, then a blue paper flower lights up brightly nearby. "Okay. Paper boxes block spells really well." She holds out her scarred hand and gestures you over. "Okay. Let's do this."

Dawn Summers has posed:
The pixie looks uncertain, but Dawn flitters up to land on Miyako's hand, waiting to see what happens. She chimespeaks something at her, but the meaning is, as always, unknown.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore bites her lip, considering, then sort of looks off into the middle vagueness, running a finger along the outside of your leg a bit, examining the texture. Because she's reading a lot more into that texture than most people possibly could. Of course, the fact that she has to basically feel up another girl to get some information here is a bit embarrassing, but there's no helping it. USUALLY she's doing this with magical tomes, or runes, or swords and stuff, not people. "...Hmmmm.."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn's leg feels like a leg. Tiny, but it's skin, muscle, bones, just like anyone would be. The box cuts off the ambient chaos magic, thank goodness, thus it can't interfere with whatever Miyako's doing, but the spell affecting Dawn and those who interact with her is still in full effect. The pixie looks over, more curious than anything. About not just the process, but the scars, even if she can't ask about those now.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore makes a bit of a face. "Okay, that's trying to go after me, so I am talking while I look. This is chaos aligned. That's important. That means something. Something something. UUuugh, stay OUT of my head! There's a mind part. It says you're a pixie. Really really loud. It's chaos. It slips lies in when you aren't looking. It has a demonic piece."

She pulls her hand away and blinks a few times. "Okay. Self quiz. You're a human girl. You use a phone. You're affected by a spell. Am I right? I think I'm going to end up with a headache trying to fight that off."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn nods emphatically, chimespeaking some at Miyako. She looks worried. Chaos, demons...this was supposed to be a potion! Of course, the potion was just supposed to make her fly, not turn her into a pixie. But if something's affecting magic...

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore shakes her head out a little more. "I still can't tell what you're saying. I should try to figure out a translator flower. Or just get a really tiny pencil. This doesn't feel like a potion spell. I've seen potions. You're a, um. Effect really strong." She puts you off to the side. "Okay, that's better." She pulls out some prescription cream and rubs it into her hands.

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn chimespeaks something back, and looks around for the phone. She flitters over, and types back in ~Are you okay? You look a little woozy.~ The direct contact with the spell was potent; when they're out of the box, it's likely going to hit like a ton of bricks.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore sighs. "That's a strong spell, and I don't know what's going to happen when I get rid of this box. I need some better wards. And a purge. Maybe if I text myself some notes? This is stupid. Do you have any other questions? I don't know if I am going to know to talk to you next time I see you or not. I'll TRY."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn frowns, then types in a reply. ~Land first, so it's safe. Then take the box away. If something happens to you, I'll be here.~ Though what she can do at this height, who knows. But at the very least she can use the phone to dial 911 or something.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore is at ground level right now, so there's that. "Okay. This is so I remember talking to myself." She takes the phone back and sets it to record. "There's a demonic type, chaos magic spell in Sunnydale. It has memory effects. There is a pixie that is important to the effect. The pixie is nice, and smarter than the usual pixie. You aren't going to remember things about the pixie." She sets it to upload to the cloud, then gives the phone back. "Okay. Banishing the box now." She glances at the box, which suddenly implodes into a crumpled piece of paper that falls into the middle of the paper plane as the phone connects and the file uploads.

Dawn Summers has posed:
The chaos imp is not at all thrilled with Miyako trying to mess with his fun. When the shields come down, so does a massive spell at her. It's basically designed to scramble her physical "control axis". In short, trying to move will get the opposite reaction, on the opposite side. So trying to move her right arm up will result in her left arm moving down. Trying to step forward with her left leg will result in her right leg stepping back. While she'll be able to wrangle it once she figures it out, it's going to make even the smallest, most automatic action into something she has to stop and really think about, to do it "backwards".

To add insult to injury, apparently a pixie has stolen her phone, because she's standing on it.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore gets enveloped by a large flare of magic and yells. "ACK!" She flails and blinks, reaching for some paper. That's not where it's supposed to be. Panic panic. She blinks and looks around. Pixie on her phone. WAIT. She just said 'The pixie is nice'. Something something. Brain is not going right. Something is WRONG. She immediately turns and falls face down in the paper airplane. "Damn it!" Helpless flail, helpless flail. The airplane starts soaring up into the air.

Dawn Summers has posed:
Oh, crap! Dawn flutters up to try and catch up to the airplane. She chimespeaks something, looking concerned. Of course, that leaves the phone behind her, which removes her mode of communicating. She lands near Miyako, looking worried.

Origami has posed:
Miyako Moore wriggles ineffectively. "Okay, I asked for that. Third star from the left, straight on to morning!" The paper plane sets itself on a random heading and flies fast in a straight line. "Something wrong. I'm talking to myself. I don't know why I told myself to do that. I need to call this in. I'm going to need help." She wiggles slightly, then realizes that that might be a bad idea. "I don't know where I am going. I'll figure that out later. Uuugh..."

Dawn Summers has posed:
Dawn tries to keep up, but the plane can way outpace her. She sighs, frustrated, as it leaves her behind. Hopefully she'll be okay...