8663/Took a wrong turn at Albuquerque

Took a wrong turn at Albuquerque
Date of Scene:	05 August 2019
Location:	Limbo
Synopsis:	Pixie accidentally teleports to Limbo... Illyana arrives to bring her home and make an unrefusable offer.
Cast of Characters:	Pixie, Magik

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Pixie has posed:
It's early afternoon and Megan was attempting to experiment with one of the spells that Illyana had taught her. Afterall, teleportation was a pretty darn handy spell, and if she could refine it to the level where she could teleport a large group of people with her, it would certainly be helpful in a pinch..

Unfortunately, she hasn't quite got the hang of her new ability, and when she says the magic words - "Sihal novarum chinoth!" perhaps it was the pronounciation, or perhaps her destination was not clear, but she finds herself reappearing in a positively frightening, albeit grimly familiar place once her eyes snap open.

"Whhha....Wait a minute, where am I? Nooooo, don't tell me?" no, she cannot say it. She cannot say Limbo - that helish place where it all started!

Magik has posed:
Illyana is not actually IN Limbo at the moment. Point of fact she's laid in a comfortable bed somewhere in New York with a contented, if dark, smile on her face.. It's a late afternoon sleep in, but few things are better as an alarm clock than a sudden intrusion into her personal domain of Hell.

Pale Blue eyes open immediately upon Megan entering the darkly tainted realm of her demonic powers, followed by the Queen herself sitting stark upright as if she feels the threat is somewhere in the room with her... finding none immediately, save for the smattering of shadowy demons that always lurk nearby, she puts a hand on the sleeping form beside her and then vanishes.

When she reappears she's in what serves for her home when she resides within Limbo... clothed in her armor rather than her night gown with the massive end of the Soulsword laying up against her shoulder flat. "Find them." She growls at demons who pour out of every corner of the small abode to regard their Queen... and immediately they set to work locating whoever would DARE intrude upon this vile place.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn narrows her eyes, thankful at least that she wasn't in her PJs when she uttered the powerful words - fortunately she is dressed up in her blue and gold X-men uniform dress, ready for battle! But will her lightly leathered outfit offer her much protection against a swarm of demons?

"Oh, cripes!" her eyes widen in fear as she peers around at swarms of demons that start to gather out of nowhere..Had they spotted her? She fumbles around in the weird place for a rock or boulder or tree or anything *normal* that she can hide behind. In her fear, she pulls out her glowing pink soul dagger, holding it at the ready should they come too close..

"But how on earth am I supposed to get out of here?" she could attempt the spell again, but in her current flustered state, it may just end up sending her to hell next time..

Magik has posed:
Every set of eyes in Limbo are eyes through which Illyana can see if she desires. There's very little she can't do while here in thise domain, very little that is beyond her scope and ability.. Which is how she locates the lost soul that stumbled unintentionally into Limbo.. Now that she's aware, she can see the telling marks of Pixie's spell still clinging to the air where she's standing and recognizes it as one of her own making.

"Always is Megan..."

The Demon Queen gripes, but there's no time to continue the petty squabbling with her mortal frienemy right now... Pixie might be familiar to this place, but she doesn't belong... and if Illyana has seen her, so has at least one Demon. A Demon who will tell another and then another and before long... the swarm is turning from their march across the wasteland in the direction of the plataeu where Megan is standing.

With Illyana beside her suddenly, holding her Soulsword upon her shoulder. "You should probably be texting first." The Russian says with a cold stare directed at Pixie beside her. "Safer for you, I am thinking."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn gasps, realizing there is nowhere to hide, no escape, and no way back...Unless she can focus better on her spell. "Ack! They've seen me! This is sooo lame..Death by Illy demons!" she sighs, flexing her wings, getting ready to flutter skywards..And then suddenly Illy is there, standing next to her. "Wait, where'd you come from..And how'd I get here?" she narrows her eyes angrily upon her. "This is YOUR doing, isnt it?" sure, it'd be an easy way to get rid of her! She still clutches her souldagger, but is already outnumbered. Who knows if Illy comes as friend or foe? Megan is wise enough not to attack either demon or Illy just yet though.

Magik has posed:
Illyana weathers the storm of Megan's question, only rolling her eyes once they have concluded, "Do you are thinking if I am here to kill you that maybe you are in wrong place to threaten me with weapon I give you from my own power?" Eyeing the souldagger, then Megan with a raised brow. Her head tilts curiously at Pixie.

"I did not bringing you here, you bring yourself.. I see magic." Motioning with a point around at the telling residuals of the teleportation spell shimmering in the already hazy air of Limbo's terrible atmosphere. "I was asleep in bed .. ready to having breakfast after very good night .. now I am here in Limbo having to save you..." This part does furstrate her, evident by the narrowing of pale blue eyes.

She's not yet stopped the horde of demons clambering up the side of the plataeu towards where they're standing... so that might not yet be off the table as a problem.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn swallows as Illy points out the obvious. "Um...I guess that's true..Why DID you give me this, anyway?" she lowers her hand carrying the soul dagger, but does not summon it away. Those demons haven't backed off just yet. She doesn't yet trust her, even if she is a New Mutant, even if she does seem to have earned the trust of everyone else around her.

"Well...I guess I was practicing that spell. But something went wrong and I ended up *here* of all places. I don't want to be here, either! But maybe that hole in my soul dragged me here.." she glares softly at Illy as she says that soul part. She's still bitter about it.

Turning to face the demons, she narrows her eyes. "Why are they still coming? Can't you stop them?"

Magik has posed:
Illyana cants her head from side to side at Megan's response, "Finally you saying something does not sound like blaming other people for your problems... I feel like this is moment of growing for you.." Since she's holding her massive soulsword up on her shoulder and can't clap appropriately, she slaps her palm against her bent fingers gripping the hilt. It's a very mocking gesture ontop of her unblinking pale blue stare.

She doesn't flinch a spit at being accused of the hole in Pixie's soul. "Regression... Should have known. Always you will find way to blame others." Even if, in this particular case, Illyana may have had SOME part to play.

"Did I not teaching you ward circle to protecting against this?" Motioning around them, the bits of residual magic in the ozone, "This is why you learn simple spells, but nyet... you are wanting to learn advanced spells first and neglecting teaching."

The first demon claw grabs the plataeu's edge, then another... and another... and another.. The Queen stares at Pixie for just long enough that the first is pulling itself up with them and holds out her hand, stopping their progress. "Time for you to leave." Said to Megan, "Next time you text first. Tomorrow we are starting your new lessons in ward spells.." Once more motioning around, "You do not belong here."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn scowls a bit, and it's apparent that she is a bit less mature than Illyana, even though her words sting. "Okay okay, I get it..My being here in the first place was an accident. You tried to 'help' me to escape by teaching me that spell way back when..A spell which I never really bothered experimenting with beyond that first time cuz it freaked me out so bad.."

She doesn't bring up the 'hole in the soul' part again, mostly because she's already laid that blow, and doesn't want to seem *too* petty afterall. "Umm..The ward..Right.." she turns to face the approaching demons, but the words freeze in her mind. "See here's the thing, after escaping limbo the first time, I kinda didn't care much for magic. But lately, it's been tugging at me. I want to know more. I want to know how to perfect my spells so this doesn't happen again, only I don't have anyone to te--"

And then she offers to teach her. Megan is speechless. "wait, YOU? Will teach me?" of course it makes total sense. She is the one who taught her to teleport the first time afterall but. She swallows, determined to learn more about magic no matter what. Heck, maybe she'll learn something from Illyana. "Okay. Fine. But, how do I get out of here now?"

Magik has posed:
Illyana, with her hand still extended out towards the demons, watches Pixie wrestle through the intricacies of what the Queen of this horrible place has told her. When it becomes clear that the other mutant has reached some agreement with her own prejudgices, the hand drops back to the black leather clad hip. "Da, I will teach you. So that you never come back here and interrupt breakfast with my girlfriend again."

How do I get out of here now?

There's a flash of light and suddenly they're both standing in an eldrich scorched circle on the Mansion lawn... somewhere out of clear view of the students so as not to frighten them, but close enough that the large manor is visible through the trees. "I bring you. We start training tomorrow." She is no longer in her armor and is no longer holding the massive sword. Rather, she stands in a simple long night shirt with her hair pinned back with black butterfly clips.

"Tonight you are practicing warding.. read notes I am giving you.. do minor magics like summon small candle flame to make sure you are perfect with application. Tomorrow, you are applying ward spell that will protect us." Pointing one black painted nail at Megan, "If I am hurt because of you, Betsy will be displeased." Narrowing her eyes dangerously for a brief second, then relaxing with a clipped nod.

"Even you are able to handle this?"

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks slowly, wondering what sort of student Illyana would be. She shivers at the thought but nods slowly, "Of course! I wont fail next time.." of that she is certain. She wont be made a fool of in front of Illy, that's for sure.

After another flash of light, she finds herself back home, and she laughs nervously, "Heh, trippy.." she takes a few steps forward, on solid ground, happy to be back to a normal world. "I really don't wanna go there again..You can keep your limbo.." although Megan's not sure she is ready to start training tomorrow, but...At least she might learn some useful spells.

"Okay, fine. I'll be there, and don't worry, I would nevr harm you. I might not be your biggest fan, but c'mon, I'm not that mean that I'd intentionally hurt another student..Have a little faith in me!" she smiles faintly and nods. "Yeah, I can do this. Just send me those notes. I'll show you I can be a great student!"

Magik has posed:
"I am not worried about YOU harming me, Megan." Illyana watches Pixie for a moment longer, but nods a single clipped nod in her direction, "Practicing wards tonight. Tomorrow I come find you and we beginning... it will not be easy or pleasant, but.. it will be educational."

Her hand comes up and sweeps to the right, when her hand passes her shoulder on the oposite side, Illyana is gone.