Owner	Pose
Lucifer	Lucifer sectioned off a piece of lab, ensuring it isn't close to anything being tested live, and further made some sort of barrier for the just in case. He's entered the lab with about five or six geodes floating in a single file line behind him and somehow he's procured a sledgehammer. Because, let's face it, even with the power of Celestial strength, who in their right mind would give up the chance of breaking rocks with Big Bertha(tm)? All the rocks are laid in a corner and then Lucifer picks up one of the smaller ones (though 'small' is relative, it's still about the size of his hand if not a little bigger), places it on the ground and then lifts up the sledgehammer and brings it down, breaking the rock into two big and a couple of smaller pieces. Though...the inside is red. Like a bright fire-engine, Bozo the Clown hair, nearly neon red. There seems to be no definition of crystal structure on the inside either it's just... red. "Huh. Well that's peculiar..." This said aloud but also to himself as he goes to grab geode number two.
Sinister	Sinister spent the morning looking over the plans of the Institute, working out the best spot to place a secret Luci-vault within the botanical gardens. Of course, it would end up having a secret entrance that pleased the whimsy in the Archangel, so it did need to have a suitable area and also a suitable power source to be able to remain hidden, integrated and not interfering with the other hydroponics and spectrum lighting. Robots set to excavate precisely and carefully, redeposit the soil and protect the plants above it, there'll be a little cavern for treasures soon enough. So, he's been a bit busy most of the day so far, leaving idle hands to find mischief in a sledgehammer. Honestly, there couldn've been proper rock cutter lathes used, but nope. Hit it with a HAMMER! Soooooooo, he arrives in the corridor outside the lab just before the first solid **WHONK** and knowing no better other than the curiosity in mind (and lets face it, probably a bit of glee at bursting hollow rocks) he slips in through the sliding doors. "What in the name of Livingston's pantaloons..." blink "...oh. You're hitting rocks with a hammer. Of course, why didn't I think of that?" He chuckles that last, folding arms loosely as he approaches, a faint shimmer in the air making a barrier just in case of flying rock bits. "Erm. You appear to have discovered red."
Lucifer	"Is that sarcasm or are you serious? Why would you not hit rocks with a hammer if you can? I mean... sure there's probably more appropriate ways to open these but... this is cathartic." Lucifer offers with a smirk, and he scoots the first rock now shattered over to the side and places the second rock on the ground. It's about to be a very good thing that Sinister put up a barrier as well. Rock on the ground, he takes a step back with a good grip on the hammer and begins to swing... As soon as the rock splits, a blue-green liquid spews out of it. Like it was just filled with this liquid-like substance that is now...everywhere. All over Lucifer, all over the floor and walls, and Nathaniel (depending on how his own barrier worked) ... and Lucifer just stands there a moment before actually beginning to laugh his ass off. "...I mean...I don't know how funny that's supposed to be... but it's kinda funny...also... I have now discovered...teal?"
Sinister	Dignity! Well, see Sinister looking up just above his head at the splatter that looks as if it hit a windshield. He flicks his finger left and right slowly and the flecks are discarded in those directions as if flung, following it with an up down motion that seems to squeegie the rest. He snorts, schooling his lips rather thin and firm, though there's a laugh in his eyes. "You appear to have yes. And it appears that it's dynamic teal. What on /earth/ is going on with these geodes? Maybe they're a by-product of all the strange energies of Pangea..." Now, setting himself to the side, he peers over the remaining rocks. "I'm all curious, now." Pause, beat. "Are any of them even normal?"
Lucifer	Lucifer flicks off the goop that he's now covered with, taking care to wipe his face as well and then shakes his head. "Maybe. And there's only one way to find out...but I'm beginning to think that hammering them open with a sledge is now a bad idea.." He offers this and moves to set the hammer aside. A glance back to Sinister then before he looks at the four rocks that remain, having landed on six being the total number he grabbed. "Should we work to set up something a little different? Just in case? Maybe... I don't know... x-ray them or something?" He's really at a loss. One among the many will be beautiful and 'normal' the others... will be a varient of weird.
Sinister	Sinister sniffs, letting the shield drop and considers the sledgehammer and the remaining geodes. A largish one is examined, "X-ray will do nothing. X-ray will show up the minerals, which is... well, the whole of it. So it'd be one giant artifact on a scan." He considers, pulls a donut of fabric out of himself and sets the rock in the middle of it, then floats the sledge hammer head down atop of it. A thought and a flare of the red crystal in his forehead makes another force shield, this time protecting both of them. A crack of his neck left and right and he raises both hands, lifting the end of the hammer off the stone slowly with his mind. Little bit left, little right, up a bit more... then BONK, with precision. "Lets see what's inside you..."
Constantine	"What a glorious mess." Constantine appears in sight. He stays standing past the edge of the 'splash zone'. "How's the stone cracking going? Looks like you've found something not unlike petroleum, right?" In one hand he carries a half eaten sandwich. In the other, he brings a sealed plastic bag that contains some kind of yellowish trail mix, alongside what could be dubbed a rudimentary crack pipe he put together from lab glassware. "I bring party favors. This" he lifts the bag at eye level, "is crushed seeds and hashed flowers. Alone they don't do much but together, they can be smoked. If you indulge, you get a true vision quest but if you inhale just a little, you get to see ley lines and nexuses." He smiles with pride. "Don't ingest though or you'll get a bad rash." He takes a bite from his sandwich. "Thaj sho gud. Parashauruj."
Lucifer	And thus our two anti-heroes are saved from the precarious revelation of...a very neon looking green-yellow. There are very small crystals in this one, but liquid does also ooze out of it. "Different stages of crystalline gestation? Except the red one is solid..." Lucifer offers while looking at the newly cracked stone. Then, there's a voice from behind, and Lucifer lofts a brow while glancing back at Constantine. "Has no one told you that sandwiches in a clean lab can be a bad thing?" Asking that with a grin and then motions to the bag. "I bet you a hundred bucks I can smoke, inhale, and ingest what's in that bag and it will not do a thing to me." Then a glance is given back to Nathaniel and he sighs. "It's going to be a very interesting day once we're able to analyze all this stuff..."
Sinister	"Well, this isn't..." peering at the neon craziness, he shakes his head. "That doesn't make a darned bit of sense," a gesture has the two melty halves lifted into a containment dish, along with the liquid and he lines up the next, repeating the careful **BONK** technique, which produces FAR less splatter, it seems like. He looks up at the lab though, around the locale, opens his mouth, thinks better of it and shuts it again. "He has apparently discovered what parasaurolophus tastes like, which is rather tasty. And weird trippy smoke. I on the other hand, could let that stuff work on me, but I do not know what having a telepath on hallucinogens would do, if you toss magic in with it. Could be an interesting experiment." Deadpan, he peers at the red one, then the contents of the... oh hey, it didn't crack. A second *BONK* is performed, from a slightly higher height.
Constantine	Constantine finishes his sandwich bite. "I've some training in alchemy. My hands are clean and I'm not rolling in ancient weird rock pigment." He lets out a short chuckle. "Not hallucinogens in small quantity, that's my point. The refined compound produced by the combusion will saturate the back of the eyes and provide a temporary sensitivity to concentrated magic. Like... magicvision, if you like." He takes a half step closer but then rocks back to safety. "How do you know these geodes are the product of volcanic activity? Did you take a closer look?" He takes another bite, chews. "Aughmagawd!" "See, this could be some kind of egg why not. Or used to store some kind of caviar by a species who can't produce shells." Now he lets out a short laughter. "You're covered in eggs splooge! Ewwwwwww!"
Lucifer	Sinister! You've struck oil! Quite literally in fact, as that is what seems to be oozing out of this geode in a slow flow of black. Lucifer blinks and then blinks again. "What what tastes like?" He looks over and back again. "Is that why he's going so apey over the sandwich he's eating?" Then there's a shake of his head and he looks back to the rock oozing black. "Another one for the sampling machine I guess..." Seems like Lucifer might be getting just a little disheartened. The red one is pretty but it isn't what he thought he would be taking home, and the other three so far are surely not going to be leaving the lab any time soon. "Well. Four down, two to go I guess..."
Sinister	"Good grief," just that at the oozy oil rocknut. Levitate, drop in sample tray, grimacing all the while. "You know John, the strange egg idea isn't all that far fetched, given this weirdness. They did genuinely pop out of a lava flow, so maybe they're erm... flame elemental things? I don't know WHAT I am talking about," Nathaniel shakes his head, so far from clueful as to be in the next continental landmass over. "Erm, there aren't practical jokers in your family, are there Lucifer?" A gesture is made to the sandwich. "You can eat dinosaur that's been farmed. The parasaurs are the ones with the big duck lips. Slow, medium sized, taste a lot like pheasant actually. Same basic family group. You ought to try some, maybe for dinner tonight?" A finger held up to John then. "Hold that thought on magic eyeballs. Does it keep? I might want to take a sample of that, too, for the sake of it." And he looks to Lucifer, at the geodes that remain, brings the smaller one atop the larger one and the hammer above both and uses the top to crack the bottom. **POck and peer**.
Constantine	"Firebird?" John guesses. "That'd track with the vision quest plants. Same epoch, right? Yes, it's dried plants. It won't lose much of its potency." And then he pales. He gives what's left of his sandwich a dubious look. Carefully, he puts it in his trenchcoat pocket, hopefully not for safekeeping but later disposal. "Damnation. Do you remember your bible?" The question is directed at Nathaniel, not at Lucifer, obviously. "The Flood. God got angry with all of man's corruption and sent in a flood. Noah built an Ark. What are the two species that were left behind?" John shakes his head. "And I don't mean the goodie-two-shoes nowadays version of the Bible. I mean old testament, original."
Lucifer	"You can't stand there and say that only two species survived from the flood. Not to mention, all the animals that lived in the ocean. Which could have included dinosaurs..." Lucifer offers. "And the Bible is just a multi generational, badly translated, mansplaination of how things maybe may have been based on the words of a whole bunch of dead people. So who the fuck really knows?" A pause. "And even if all of that were true, are we sure that they accounted for ALL the animals, or are we just going off what this fifteenth million translation of some ancient language shaped to fit what modern historians know to exist on the land?" Lucifer doesn't care. He'll tear anyone's religion down one way and then the other, mostly to just keep pissing his Father off. But also, to give any religion thumper a dose of actual reality. Change of plans. This geode breaks open into nearly two perfect halves. Inside? Rainbow crystalline. It's prismatic and beautiful, with darker shades of all colors of the rainbow since they reflect off a black background of the rock-shell.
Sinister	"I..." and Lucifer's off. Constantine really should've expected that, but then that might have been why he brought things up in the first place. Sinister's never quite sure with that one. "...erm..." bettling a frown, he side-eyes Lucifer a moment, then comments as he looks down at the geode. "...why do I get the feeling there's a joke in the offing somewhere?" Pointing at the rather unusual contents of the one 'good egg' in the bunch. "Well, you had a bad carton of rock eggs, but one in the bunch was a corker." THe two perfect halves are floated up to Lucifer's waiting hands as Sinister gives the last one a bonk, just to see if it has blue runny cheese in it or something equally bizarre. He looks expectantly at John, both eyebrows raised politely in inquiry.
Constantine	That verbal demolition derby from Lucifer has John go "Hrrmm." He looks up, doing some quick language and fact math in his mind while distractedly watching the hovering halves. "I hope you're right, Lucifer. For the sake of clarity, so we're all on the same page..." and he winces. Unintended puns can hurt. "... right. I'm thinking of unicorns and dragons. So far we know, unicorns are not as much associated with sulfur, lava and fire than dragons are." He points an accusating finger at the halved geode. "Is this a dragon egg? Tell me, please, it is NOT."
Lucifer	Lucifer sighs. "I don't know if you're joking or not now..." Lucifer says towards Constantine and then looks back to Nathaniel and the last geode. This one breaks nearly beautifully in half as well. A brilliant sapphire blue hue coming from the inside. No one geode has been like the other. All of them different, and yet likely for the same reason. This one sports crystals as well, big and small, glittering against the light of the lab in brilliant form. "That one is lovely too... honestly they all are in their own right. I need to clean up... and then yes. I would love to try some parasaur with you tonight, my darling." He offers to Sinister further and then glances towards Constantine. There's a sure want to say more, but he keeps his lips shut for the moment.
Sinister	"Oh, I rather like that one. It's very eye-catching," Sinister muses, with a smile. He then sets that Geode on the nearest table, away from the weird ones and turns his head to look at Constantine with his head tilted a little. "There's actualy showers or sonic ones, depending on what you feel like experiencing, my love. Or there's the conflagration clean, I suppose..." mwahing the air toward the devil, he puts one fist on his hip as he considers Constantine's mild paranoia. The man probably has a good reason for it. "We literally saw several of these spit out of a lava flow, down in the mega crater of the largest volcano in the chain down here. However, as far as I know, there are no dragons in the Savage lands. Frankly, it had enough wonders of its own that it didn't need them, too. Also, most every dragon that's been documented in various files, including my own, has been extra dimensional. They're weird, but they are just rocks. Possibly magically infused leyline lava rocks, but they're just rocks. Volcano farts, in fact."
Constantine	Deep breath in, deep breath out. "I let my imagination get ahead of my cool," John says, setting his eyes on Lucifer. The Celestial may be many thing but is more often than not the voice of reason. "Still, can you keep me one half and some of its content? I'd like to run a few tests of my own. These, so far we know, shouldn't be as they appear to us now. Also there's only so much vision quest doobies I can smoke before I get bored." He chuckles at the thought. "Even if they have no magic of their own doesn't mean they can't have applications. Minerals, whole or in powder, are potent vectors or aggregators." John stretches, lets out a short yawn. "Did you find how why this place survived while the rest got... wiped out, Nathaniel?" Somehow, the magicians seems to suspect Sinister knows more about dinosaur extinction that he let them know.
Lucifer	Lucifer isn't going to ask the question aloud to Nathaniel so instead he uses the mind to ask, <<So maybe we take one rainbow and one blue one home?>> Then he smiles and looks himself over. "Sonic shower? I might like to experience that one. At least my clothing will be easy to clean..." This offered and then his attention turns back to Constantine. "I'm sorry for being a bit brash earlier, but I stand by what I said. You can argue that I've been around for all of it, so I should know what's truth or not, but really... after I was cast down I really didn't care to pay much attention to anything except the roles I was..." He pauses. Stops. Shakes his head. "Doesn't matter. I didn't mean to come off so abrasive. I understand where your question came from." He offers this and then nothing more. "So... shower?" A look back to Nathaniel then. "Or should we analyze first before I clean up for dinner?"
Sinister	"Indeed," Sinister observes of Constantine. He turns attention to Lucifer as the devil is gracious, which isn't unusual but makes him smile anyway, glancing to the geodes. "You can have a fragment of each of the unusual ones, I suppose. But the normal ones, we are keeping." He replies firmly to the wizard. <<Damn straight we're taking all of the natural ones. They're pretty and fitting for the collection.>> Is thought back. He then opens his mouth, considers saying something, then makes his mouth small and sucks on his cheeks. Information. Iiiiiiiinformation. "From my digs unsupervised and unobserved, I've uncovered alien technology here, some of it still operational, some of it defunct. The biodome and its infrastructure is ..." he looks aside, hesitant again, then looks at Lucifer, licking his lip. "Well... in for a penny... one of my most underestimated talents and little understood abilities is technomancy. It isn't truly technomancy, so much as it is a kind of mutated psychometry. You've seen me simply touching technology and being able to activate it, my love." To Lucifer, he looks to Constantine. "I've had a lot of practice at reading purpose in machines and can exert microlevel telekinesis on them. There's a lot more to it, but essentially..." he shrugs "...I extrapolate and reapply technological parts together again. And I've been able to use that alien technology here, with earth tech and inventions of my own. An astral entity, preserved the savage lands during the triacic, from the DNA I've uncovered and studied, extinct strains of dinosaur were also revived via advanced genetics and the entire place was made into a kind of microcosm, including various protohuman races. The Atlanteans also left some of their tech here, as they had a colony, before the sundering. I've got some of that too. And precisely none of this is stuff I am meant to have, so. Hush hush, please." And that bit of mega expounding done, he walks to Lucifer's side and leans in for a kiss to the cheek. "Shower first. Analysis can wait, considering none of it looks to be unstable. I'll be good -- And you should try sonic. It tickles."
Constantine	It's John's time to open and close his mouth. So much happening in so little time. Even the ordinary becomes extraordinary in the presence of the most unlikely but best matched couple of this mortal plane. Not that mortal seems to apply to either, too. "... I wasn't expecting that much truth in one sitting. Thank you for trusting me. Say... now that we know ESP is real... have you ever had your luck potential tested, Nathaniel?" He gives Lucifer an apologetic grin. "Celestials are off the chart by nature. Miracles and such, right?" The bag of drugs is once more raised. "Where do I leave you your baggie? Don't worry, I've got more. It's more weeds than anything." John nods towards the way he came in. "I have a date with a bottle then it's bed for me. I'm spent."
Lucifer	Lucifer nods to Constantine, but he doesn't really say much more to the man. Then he glances to Nathaniel and seems to think on it. "I think the more unnatural ones should stay here, though they'll have their own place once we're done analyzing them." It's not common for Lucifer to be all hyped about such a thing, but he's had a part from the beginning in this so he wants to see it through. In reality, he's trying to spend more time around Nathaniel's work space, to get a feel for it. Showing interest, because he IS interested and therefore more involved in his lover's life. It's a thing. "The others we'll do as discussed." Then he smiles. At the long explanation of the whys and hows for this place existing, he thinks on it, nods and then shrugs. "Makes sense to me, really... all sorts out there...so why not some who kept a place like this revived and in tact." This much and then he motions. "Sonic shower. Yes. I'll go get that taken care of now."
Sinister	Sinister strokes his hand down Lucifer's back, through some of the gunk which immediately makes him regret it. He sloughs off a layer of skin with a shake and clears his throat. "That stuff feels like slightly soapy paint," he laughs. "I'll meet you in the dining room," he says this in a softened tone to the devil and reaches for the baggy, bowing his head to Constantine. "Sleep well, John. And by the by? I make my own luck. I suspect I'm one of the most serendipitous people on the face of the planet." And with a waggle of his eyebrows, he seals the gunky weird geodes beneath forcefields and goes to clean up for supper. When dining on dinosaur, one must look dapper and debonnaire. So sayeth the Editor -- FIN!