46. [voice]

[darkrangerqueen]

[Her voice is unquestionably softer, as though her soul does not burn with the same intensity.]

I feel...different. I don't like it. And it sounds like I'm not the only one.

Jing, Azula? Are you all right? [Leon is nearby; she doesn't need to ask him through the coms.] Fayt and Skuld: ready your weapons, whatever you have.

[A deep breath, and a

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Spoken//Off the network

[yersmalltime]

[he turns at the change in her tone//he's been silent for awhile, staring down at his hands as if they're alien things] My mind's surging with... some kind of primal knowledge. Of things, I dunno, woven into the fabric of the world. It's like knowing where your boots are when you've never worn them in your life.

Re: Spoken//Off the network

[darkrangerqueen]

[Despite her distress, she actually smiles at that. It's not a big smile, but it lacks the slyness of her usual expression.] That sounds like magic. You don't have it in your world, so of course it feels unfamiliar.

(OOC: She is going to be horrified when she realizes she can't shoot an arrow. Hopefully this phase will pass before she does.)

Re: Spoken//Off the network

[yersmalltime]

[there was something...genuine, and even attractive in that smile, despite her undead features] You're right; I just spoke to the guy it belonged to. Pretty sly of the Entropi to mix up our powers and knowledge before they strike.

Re: Spoken//Off the network

[darkrangerqueen]

If I recognized the voice, it's Pharaun. I worked with him once when you were away. Now you may be able to directly harm the Entropi, if you can master your new talents. Congratulations.

...I am not myself. [With a caution born of dread, she first animates the skeletons that collapsed when she was hit. Success. She then moves to bring out her bow...and fumbles stringing it. The Sunstrider's Longbow bounces and clatters to the ground, the string contorted like a thing in pain. Sylvanas stares at it, then picks it up and manages to set it right. She raises the bow in her right hand, the wrong one. It is then that she freezes, gaze locked on the prized weapon. Her expression becomes one of undiluted horror and loss.]

(OOC: Made more sense for her to check.)

[thieveryofstars]

I'm here, Sylvanas. And no, you're not the only one. I seem to have picked up a ton of new weaponry skills, and weird things are happening to my room but I'm still functional.

[darkrangerqueen]

...Good.

[lady_azula]

I'm fine.

And somehow, MUCH stronger!

[darkrangerqueen]

[With an edge of sarcasm.] ...Glad to hear it.

[lady_azula]

You don't sound as if you like your swap. My apologies.

When shall we gather? I saw one fall.

[darkrangerqueen]

The office for now, as soon as you can. We need to reorganize. Quickly.

[Again, although she uses the same words, her voice lacks much of its usual steely quality.]

[arrowofapris]

... Definitely not the only one. I just completely broke down the door, after I tried to push it open with my foot since I got my hands full.

I also can't seem to remember how to do these things. I can't even understand these blueprints.

[darkrangerqueen]

This madness can only last for so long. Someone else must know what you lost. Look for them.

[arrowofapris]

I will.

Let me know if there's anything else I can do. Until this wears off, I'm no good at weapons. I'll be fighting on the front lines should the need arise.

[darkrangerqueen]

Noted.

The Entropi have not moved. Maybe our confusion feeds them.