004//Glasses pushes

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[It's been a... While since Jade's made any public posts. Lacking a voice made him less inclined to work for public broadcasts that he avoided in the first place.

This, plus all the wandering and exploring Jade had done made him tired, leaving him little choice but to take a bit of a rest in his room. After managing to change the room around a bit more with the castle's help, Jade found himself bored. this led Jade to wishing himself up some materials to experiment with. Given that Jade was short some spells without his voice, something with a little punch would help in an emergency.

The first thing that came to mind was a distraction of sorts. Something to stun the enemy or let Jade get a strategic advantage. A small flashbang would do that like a charm. Small, simple; something he could carry in his pocket. Almost like a party favor but with a bit more kick.

Unfortunately, the one Jade knew how to make was created from a specific Fonim from his world. A rock-like material that, when ground up and struck, would create a bright flash, generally used for distractions. Jade knew the combination by heart, having created it on a whim a few times and using them multiple times while training new recruits. Watching their reactions the first time always made Jade crack a smile.

However, since Jade didn't know the translation from the fonic language, there was a bit of miscommunication. Instead of the fonim, Jade wound up with a low-grade explosive power.

There was indeed a flash.

Then an explosion.

Small, but enough to effectively send Jade into a wall with the force of it and blow out his window into the yard below. Aside from a few cuts and scrapes all over and his uniform being slightly torn up, Jade's glasses had cracked and one of his eyebrows was missing. He also found his journal singed, but useful and wrote in it.]

'I appear to have failed in a small experiment. Since I'd like to not bother the clinic people with a small thing such as this, could I trouble a healer to assist me for a moment.'

((OOC feel free to react over the journal or in person if you're around his room!))

Comments

[inafadingcrown]

[Being floors away, Galadriel misses that spectacular explosions. But a request for a healer does not go unnoticed, nor does the familiarity of the handwriting.]

If you will direct me to your location, I will be but a moment.

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[Ah. He knows that voice, but he doesn't think he has her name. Anyways.]

'Room 1914 Gaudium Tower.'

[inafadingcrown]

[And, true, to her word, she'll be there fairly quickly with a few simple salves and a small bag of herbs with her. She'll knock on the door before pushing it open and looking around- she'd wait, but with a person with unknown injuries, she'd rather not take the chance.]

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[The door pushes open easily enough, and inside and still up against a wall is Jade with lots of added bumps, scrapes, scratches and whatnot, but sans one eyebrow. He looks to her and waves from his little seat.

There's a large singe mark in the middle of his room and the window is out. There's also lots of different pieces of what he'd been using scattered about so watch your step.]

'The breeze is nice, but I'll have to replace the window when I'm not bleeding.'

[cloakand_danger]

[Yuan wanders over almost casually to look at the shards of glass that fell from the damaged window, before pulling out his journal to check and see how many people are screaming.

Zero is a rather heartening number, and it doesn't take him long to find Jade's entry.]

I suppose we were overdue for a random explosion, anyway.

Yay Yuan!

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[Jade looked to his journal and blinked, but wrote back. not as neat as usual, but it'll do.]

'Look out below.'

skdf not a reaction I was expecting ///

[cloakand_danger]

I'd be more concerned about to the sides. Not too much structural damage, I hope - evacuating the castle is always a hassle, and I was having such a nice day without it.

[Dictated]

[not_the_dreck]

[...he should have known that loud boom and the room rocking was the Necromancer's fault.]

Nice going, Jade.

(Written)

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'Good morning to you. I figured a little explosion is a good alarm.'

[Hello test subject when Jade gets the formula right.]

[not_the_dreck]

[...what.]

Not really, Necromancer.

Dictated

[atadiscoverer]

[Too late, you have a clinic doctor's attention]

I'm Dr. Beckett. What's the problem?

Written

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'Oh, I simply had a little accident and I need a bit of help with scrapes and bruises and cuts and the like since there are shards and materials about that could infect the cuts.'

[atadiscoverer]

Where are you? I'll be right there.

[waterbends]

Jade! Are you okay?

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'Ah, Katara, it's been a bit since I've heard from you.

To answer your question, I'm quite alright. Just bits and scratches and bruises and whatnot that I'd like to get taken care of before they get any infection.'

[waterbends]

Yeah, I guess I've kept myself pretty busy.

[The frown in her voice is audible, though.]

What did you do?

[doublethefun]

[have a concerned-looking blue pony hovering outside the broken window]

Art thou [hm] relatively unharmed?

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[That was a tad startling, but he smiles and nods to her. He writes in the journal and has it dictate to her in a monotonous voice.]

'A minor accident.'

[doublethefun]

[she'll take that as an invitation to drop in; conversation is a bit awkward like this.

She takes in Jade's appearance as well as the room.

There's a wry smile.] Only a minor accident? Does this happen often?

Action

[thetrudger]

[Chaucer is enjoying a lovely stroll through the castle, exploring the towers and noting the locations of certain peoples' rooms, when he hears an explosion. He runs over to Jade's room and throws open the door.]

What in...God's name?

Written.

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[Jade covers his head as the door flies open, then looks to the man and stares a moment. Well, that was unexpected.]

'My hero.'

[Rushing in to save the day and all that.]

[thetrudger]

[He reads that, then stands back and studies him for a moment, a sly grin on his face.]

Whatever you were playing with, your brow paid for it dearly, my friend.

Dictated

[radiantwingedone]

[ this is a short, perhaps strangled startled noise - Duke will not make strange noises when he's startled by loud booms.

He will fall out off the edge of the bed he'd been sitting on in a reflexive "get away from the loud noise".

Congrats Jade. ]

Written

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'I do hope I haven't startled you.'

[Sarcasm is not translated well over script.]

Written

[radiantwingedone]

... Was you? [ that gets omitted, but it should have been clear enough. It might sound like Duke is on the floor and his journal on the bed.

this might be completely accurate. ]

.... Not magic based.