Nyx

Wanderer. Accept my help at your own risk.

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢
𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢
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[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [END]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [Under her breath] .... She has you wrapped around her little finger, doesn't she.

...As you wish. Until next time, Estelle.

[With a snap of her finger, Estelle is transported to her apartment.]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand It's coded as "occult gardening" but in reality it's a detailed guide to corrupting the bodies and souls of grass type pokemon into their rifted counterparts.

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand I'm sure you all mean well... but whoever sent you to find this book... I think you should be skeptical of their intentions.

I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you what it is since whoever send you clearly already knows.

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand It's best you internalize that lecture. You're not always right when you believe you are.

It will take quite a while to get there. It's best i just transport you outside with a spell. I have things to do.

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand I can't say I don't understand, but there's a difference between action and destruction. The material contained within that book... It's not meant for mortal hands.

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand With that book? No. Anyone touching that material is only going to sow chaos and despair.

... If only you knew what it's been used for in the past, maybe you'd listen to me.

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand No, it was leading you to me. Most likely because it couldn't find the book you were asking for.

Even if I did have a copy of this, it would be far too dangerous to let it leave.

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand Now. Where would you like to be sent on your way out?

[a wave of her hand and a fuchsia coloured circle of light formed floating just above her palms]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand .... [It struck her as odd she would be looking for such a dangerous tome... Who'd put her up to this?]

I'm afraid we don't carry a copy of that. [She said, dismissively]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand Stop deflecting. Why are you here? This isn't your run of the mill library, you *must* have noticed.

[The yanma looking automaton perches on her shoulder as she crosses her arms]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand .... What in the world are *you* doing here?

And why are you inside of a heat exhaust vent?

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [Nyx began to look around, spotting the loose grate. Bizarre, but maybe it was just the automaton's faulty programming.]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [unfortunately this hole wasn't made for humans to be inside of. It had no concept of what a sauna was, let alone the right temperature to keep it at. the air simply gradually climbed in temperature.]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand that's odd. Do we need to take a look at your connection to the neural network?

[The automaton shudders and shakes its head back and forth]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [She'd soon find out, as the cavity she'd squeezed herself into began to fill with scalding air as the automaton scouted in circles around the 'mystery woman']

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand Yes...? what is it?

I see. No doubt it's their doing.

[She sighed and stepped into the hallway, looking for this "visitor" her mechanical servant had brought in to see her.]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [And yet... unfortunately she didn't have that choice. Noticing she had stopped moving, the automaton she kept in tow chirped and darted towards the woman, who held out her hand expectantly.]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [She seemed to be working on something similar to the automaton that now trailed her. the pipes extended from the walls like tentacles which held the bronze simulacrum of a pokemon in place]

[Nyx @SEVENST4RNIGHT]

@BladestarBand [She saw a long, black haired woman with tanned skin wearing a tank top and a pair of jeans that despite her limited vision, she could tell were battered to hell.]