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Corben Kelly	Friday evenings inside a junior high school are usually pretty boring because they're typically empty. Tonight, however, the place is pretty crowded. Kids are preparing to go back to school after the summer and that always includes a 'meet-n-greet' between kids, their parents and the teachers that will be teaching those kids for the year. Or at least it would be busy inside - instead it's the outside of the building that's bustling. Kids, parents and teachers alike are all outside, all teary eyed and a few of them are even puking. Oh my goodness! Did someone die in a horrible spray of blood and body parts? No, but that might be better. The /stench/ coming from the school is horrendous. Did someone dump the entirety of the New York sewer system out in there? Corben's standing outside, just across the street. Overall he seems to be taking the stench rather well - it comes from working with all sorts of smelly, foul reagents. He put out the word on the JLD 'wire' only half and hour ago. Something was happening here, but he didn't know what. Since his joining the JLD, his visions have decided he must be the 911 to weird and unusual.
Nick Drago	With word going out to JLD types, Mike has also gotten a notice. So he got there the quickest way he knew how. A raven flies in, swooping down for a landing upon Corben's head. The bird's weight is pretty off. Practically non-existent but there is the slight pressure where the talons should be providing a hint that something's on his head. "So what's the problem?" Mike's voice asks lowly, seemingly not at all bothered by whatever stench there is here.
Talia al Ghul	She's here becasue the problem shouldn't be that bad, and she'll in turn get a favor to be called in later. A s well it lets her take the measure of Corben. TO see what he can do, what his knowledge is, and how his mind works. All the better to perhpas ply him with later if she has to. Talia Al Ghul's arms are crossed. The smell doesn't get a reaction at all. It's rather mild based upon her experiences.
Corben Kelly	"Have no idea yet," Corben admits. "From the smell, it can't be good." From inside one of his deeper, side duster pockets, a little voice pipes in with, "Mmmm, smell good, Corbs. But there's bad inside. A demon." The little demon sprog, Kib'Kir's voice drops lower with that last bit of information. It pokes it's little head out, just that one red eye and the eyeless eyestalks and adds, "Smells delicious." Okay then! While Corben may not be showing an outward reaction to it all, he's really wishing he could turn off his nose instead of his ears right about now. Talia gets a tip of an imaginary hat in greeting. "Ngggghhh, this is a terrible idea," he mutters before pulling a small vial from his pocket. Down the hatch it goes. He reaches up to shoo Mike from his head, "Go see what you can see from windows or something, oui?" He really sounds like he's asking that as a question, it's not an order. It's a 'I have no idea how the fuck to work with other people' tone. Then walks right on across the street toward the front door to the school. "No need to worry, just a backed sewer line," he calls out to the gathered masses. "Just go on home now." ...and anyone looking at him that's not able to see through a pretty decent illusion, now sees an official city sanitation employee.
Nick Drago	The raven glances up. "...Bad smell huh?" the Raven asks, "Hmm. I can't really smell anything right now so I'll have to take your word for it." Hearing the demon speak up, the phantasm looks down to the pocket the voice came from. "...Hello again." He greets the critter before a hand flies through him. Wings flap and the visual of him move soff of Corben's head. "Alright. Your call, your pick. See what you got." Taking Corben's question to heart the bird flies off, getting a quick ariel view before moving towards the windows. Just in case.
Talia al Ghul	Talia al Ghul would glance over and go to shift, "So what exactly is it? I take it that it's more than a mere overflow or something septic becoming sentient?" The wordplay unintended - but there were sentient goo monsters around. Particularly in the swamps. Though they didn't exactly have a reputation for popping up in the sewers. The musing is more to herself as she's a bit of a ways away from Corben and Mike observing things - seeing how the two act and what sorts of conclusions are given up to before she goes closer. Just in case it is something that will attack them in short order. She herself has come with several pellets of varying types which she's working at loading into a small, compact crossbow.
Corben Kelly	Around the back, a noxious green gas is pouring from a slightly opened window that's the school's basement or boiler room or both. As the crowd slowly starts to disperse and Corben makes it to the main entrance, he turns around and motions for Talia to follow him. Up to her though! Talia behind him or not, he walks right on through that front door. Once inside, the illusion of 'sanitation worker' disappears. That same green gas is upstairs as well, hanging low to the floor like fog, but it's no where near the quantity that's coming out of that basement window. If Mike were to get close enough to peer into that window, he'll see a giant... cloud shaped thing made of that gas. It has two black, beady eyes and nothing more to indicate that it's anything but a cloud. Two children, early middle schoolers, are cowered in a corner, sobbing and... puking - because really that stench is horrendous. It's the sort of stench that will stay with someone for /months/, when they least expect it, they'll just get phantom whiffs of it on the wind.
Nick Drago	Mike may not be able to smell anything in his current form, but he sure as heck can see color and weird things. And green vapor coming out of a classroom door is definitely something of note. With an arching turn, the bird turns. Approaching the window to look in. .... Yeah that looks like the source of the stink. He was about to go looking for Corben to direct him towards the source but upon seeing the children in the room. His decision ended up being something else entirely. Hopping through the window, the bird skits around the room in the direction that keeps him out of where he perceives the creature to be looking. Once he reaches the children, he lands in front of them. "Hey, I'm going to get you out of here. Can you trust me?"
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn arrives even later to the scene, but she's here, and the stench is the first thing to notice as she peers at the school. "Ew! Who died? Seens like a job for the....Oh.." she makes a face. If there was suspicious, potentially magical death, they're precisely the people to call. "Ughh don't tell me we have to track down the source of that smell?" oh yaaay..
Talia al Ghul	Oh, children. Talia can't make them out from where she is but she can hear the sounds of chatter. She would huh softly, going to approach towards Corben and go with him through the door. As they do so, she would move to take out a small vial and keep it in her hands. The vial sealed, filled with powder. Salt, fine iron, silver, and mercury ground like grains of sand ready to be put upon the ground just in case. Enough to hopefully handle the very basics if something hostile showed up to make a barrier. A weak one, admittedly given it's completely non-magical properties beyond any being that might be of a strain that had an allergy to such things.
Corben Kelly	Kibs, that little demon sprog still in Corben's pocket, pipes up with, "I like the smell, don't know why everyone says it stinks, but I don't like this - no way - it's a terrible idea, Corbs." "Yup." But it's not stopping Corben from moving onward. "Which way, Kibs?" he asks. The children, one girl and one boy, let out screams and back themselves further into the corner. Apparently they're not too certain about a talking raven. It's probably the less terrifying option when considering the two present. The more scary option turns its attention back to the children when they let out those screams. The cloud of green gas sucks in a deeeeep, biiiiiiig breath - it's not a hard clue to read, it's about to blow something out of its mouth. But what? Corben has his own little vials, it's what he does, it's his wheelhouse so to speak. He pulls his leather bag around in front of himself and shifts through it. It's three vials he comes up with. They're small, tiny little things really, and he breaks all three of them together in one of his hands. When he opens his hand again, the powder that was in them has turned into a glowing white ball. "This stench needs to go away and the asshole that caused it made to pay," he says right before he tosses that little glowing ball out in front of himself. First part of his on-the-fly little rhyme happens immediately. The green fog retreats leaving clear air in its wake. Once the air is cleared, he gives a little upnod to Megan, "Hopefully no one yet and yes we do." He's really not good at this teamwork thing yet. He /should/ have used the potions he has that could have had a telepathic link shared between them all. Dude's still learning, he's been fighting shit on his own for way too long. "Well, haven't heard Mike scream in agony, so he's either fine or it killed him quickly?" It's said with a helpless shrug and 'who knows' gesture, palms up and out with the shrug.
Nick Drago	As the screams come out, the raven sighs. Well so much for the quiet route. While Phantasms can't technically smell, taste, or feel- This phantasm can definitely 'feel' the creature turning to look their way. And judging from the sound of a breath being taken in. He's having to make a quick decision. What happens next, the children will likely never admit to. It will be dismissed as a group hallucination or something. Or at least one can hope. But for anyone in the hallway, what they end up seeing is a raven running out the door with two 7th graders over their shoulders. The phantasm grows taller with each step, becoming more of a shadowy humanoid figure to accommodate for the children's surface area.
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn blinks at the sight of the green gas. "Ewww, gross..Guess that was easy.." she plugs her nose, following after the others. But when Corben repels the gas and it retreats, she blinks in surprise. "Wait, shouldn't we try to trap it?" she starts following after it, sprinting then flying down the hall, keeping her senses open to try and get a read off of it. Is it magical? or an escaped science experiment?
Talia al Ghul	Well, this is amusing at least. THough Talia isn't in direct line of sight to events which are going on, she does stay along the side of Corben. "Since we don't have an exact idea what we're up against.. Should we presume it's hostile or merely something squatting upon the area and infecting it?" That seems like a safer term to use than corrupting. "And containing it may not be the best solution. It means having to isolate it to an area. Here isn't a good zone to keep it trapped in. We'd have to move it." To Megan.
Corben Kelly	...or maybe they'll retell the story as the greatest thing /ever/ once they're not terrified for their lives. So terrified that they're screaming the whole way. "Kids," Corben states in a way that makes it sound like they're broccoli and he's four. "...remind me to never have any." From his pocket, Kibs nudges and says, "Go that way." The same way Megan is running and the same direction Mike is running from. Corben, doesn't, however... follow along. He just calls out, "Hey!" Damn, he doesn't even know her name. "Uh, you! Give it a minute, oui? While we interrog... I mean, while I talk to this sweet children." But Corben already has a pretty decent idea what's happening here. Last time it was a giant bunny from Hell and it was Sara being dragged into the mess. "I think I might know what we're up against." He snaps his fingers a few times and points at the screaming children. "Hey! Stop that!" he admonishes, loudly. The screaming sounds like nails down a chalkboard through his implants, but that's not the real reason he's trying to shush them. "I need you to tell me /exactly/ what the fu - fraggle - you were doing down there." They just cry harder with the mean, weird looking, white haired, emo punk yelling at them to stop.
Nick Drago	Hearing Corben's voice, the shadowy figure slows down with the kids on shoulders once he determines the main danger is enough of a distance away. But he doesn't stop moving the kids towards the door. "They were cornered in the same room as the creature. You can ask your questions as we evacuate them to where they can be looked at." The phantasm states, glancing back to Corben for a moment before he turns his head, "Hey kids... Can you tell him what was going on before that thing showed up? We don't want anyone else to go through what you did."
Talia al Ghul	Talia al Ghul would muse to Corben, "Well, they make for useful bait on occasion. But yes, they're best left out to the care of Baba Yaga." That wasn't a particularly helpful suggestion but it was likely a rather cathartic one sometimes for parents. She would look over at the children for a moment. "The sooner you tell us what we need to know the sooner you can go back and act like this hasn't happened and return your efforts to your attempts to sneak into the high school cheerleader's locker room, which I believe is.." She would give a rather vague gesture dismissively.
Corben Kelly	Corben's about to open his mouth to say - either a remark about who should take care of children or maybe something to Mike about trotting on past with the kids - He was about to say /something/ when a voice booms from the direction Megan's heading. "YOU TOOK MY NEW FWIENDS!". The source of the voice is that cloud of green gas, it looks distinctly more solid now. "BRING THEM BACK!" ... but, despite the words being loud and - well demonic - in sound, they're almost sad in tone. The thing huffs and puffs and draws in another large breath just as it was downstairs. "We were reading a book!" one of the kids explains through sobs and snot and tears. "It came with a toy! One of those things you sit on and it makes fart noises!" the other one fills in. "A guy outside gave it to us and told us if we read it, something amazing would happen!" back to the first one. "We did and then the toy made a BIG fart sound and that thing was there and it kept getting bigger and bigger," the other one again. Through the sobs and sniffles and the rapid fire of their speech, it might be difficult to make out all of that. ... and it's still getting bigger and bigger - and more and more solid. Corben's eyebrows shoot up and those blue eyes of his go a little round and wide. "Oh, shit..." fitting considering the smell. He turns toward Mike and yells, "RUN!" right before the giant ... fart? blows out a long long breath in a stream of green and yellow gas concentrated enough to almost be solid. It makes seeing anything but the hand in front of your nose next to impossible. Corben ducks, keeping his back to that stream of gas while he's digging through his bag, going by feel alone.
Nick Drago	It would probably be at this point in the movie when another is told to run while the person doing the telling stays behind that the person being told gets a bit snippity. Perhaps a 'No we're not leaving you!' or a 'We face this...TOGETHER.' The Phantasm...runs. Granted he can't smell what the fart monster is cooking. But the kids who were made sick by it earlier. THEY CAN. And right now. They're the top priority. Brave Sir Kind Hearted ran away. Bravely ran away, away! When danger reared its ugly head, He bravely turned his tail and fled. Yes, brave Sir Kind Hearted turned about And gallantly he chickened out. Bravely taking to his feet He beat a very brave retreat, Bravest of the brave, Sir Kind Hearted!
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn pauses long enough to glance at Talia and nods. "I could port it somewhere safe but where?" and then the gas cloud talks and she blinks. "Wait did you just call those kids your fr--?!" and suddenly it's inhaling and unleashing another gas cloud. Pixie meeps and darts out of the way, plugging her nose again as she gets graced by the cloud. "Eeeewwwwe! You gotta stop! If you want your friends back you gotta behave yourself!" she manages not to pass out yet..
Corben Kelly	Corben just manages to break a vial he pulled from his bag and hold his hand up when that vile stream of concentrated gas hits him. When it does, it bounces off and around him. Anyone that takes a direct hit from it will be bowled over by the thickest, strongest fart to ever be farted - it's almost a shart. "I need to find that..." And this is nothing he ever thought he would ever say... ever. "... whoopie cushion so we can banish this abomination of a demon!" Even as he's hunkered there, all that nasty gross flowing around him, he's working - looking for the this and that that he'll need to mix with the these and those - so that he's ready when the offending fart-toy is located.
Nick Drago	Following through on what he set out to do. Phantasm takes the kids outdoors, glancing around to track down the most authorative looking authority figure possible for the school. Mike may not have finished High school the traditional way. But he did go through middle school. And he's damn sure someone didn't check their class role list properly when they made the meet up area. Bad teacher. BAD!
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn peers at the vials. "Soo, what're you planning with the vials? a banishment spell? Guess we'll need to trap him in a magic circle first, since he's so quick." she peers around, searching for said demon. "one of us should distract while the other traps the fiend in a summoning circle, then you can banish him?" she offers.
Corben Kelly	Mike has a pretty easy time of it. The only people left outside one assistant principle and two hysterical parents he's trying to reassure with things like, 'I'm sure they've just gotten off somewhere - If they're inside, the sanitation workers will find them - Everything's going to be okay,' while inwardly he's praying he doesn't have to go back into the shithole his school has become to find them. ...and there they are! The parents, of course, immediately run to their children. Doesn't matter 'what' carried them out, as long as someone did. Then it's just them talking over one another both elated that their kids are safe and angry with them for running off in the first place. "Michael! Talia? You, girl that's talking! Someone please bring me that..." He pauses again because he still can't believe he's saying it, "...whoopie cusion, please!" Because he has no idea how long his barrier spell is going to hold out. He's in a pickle really, he has his this and thats all ready to go, but stepping from behind his barrier? Hell no. "BRING FWIENDS BACK! BRING THEM BACK!" Mr. Stinky the Friendless Fart begins to draw in another long breath.
Talia al Ghul	Talia al Ghul would go to shake her head, "Lovely, is this the sort of thing that you get involved in often?" The whoopie cushion is given a flat look. "If you're of vaudeville flair, then one might regret being filled with hot air." Even as a throwing dagger appears in her hand and then it would be flung ever so close to said whoopie cushion. There's a reel over on the end of said throwing dagger.. Her intent is to hopefully latch over onto said cushion wtih the tip of her blade, piercing it or tethering on from the side.. THen hopefully wtih a quick yank and flip it would be sent towards Corben presuming he could retrieve it. "And for this.." He'll be owing her extra. MUCH, much extra.
Nick Drago	Once the kids are lowered down to the ground and reunited with the parents. The Phantasm shifts over to look to the assistant principal, giving a bit of a nod to them. Looks like they DID notice at least. Task completed, he rushes back into the school to go reunite with the group, just in time to hear one request for a bag o' farts. Which Talia is very much on top of. So all that is left is the tantrum of Mr. Stinky. Mike looks over to the one taking a deep breath. "Hey Buddy!" He greets the gassy one. Voice a bit cheery. "Unfortunately, it was time for them to head off. You know how kids need to get their rest and all. But maybe. We could just... talk?" Talk? If it gets him from sharing the halitosis from hell with those still able to smell, SURE!
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn groans and rolls her eyes. "The name's Megan, aka Pixie, not 'you girl'" she grumbles. And while Mike is hopefully keeping it distracted, she walks around, pulling out handfuls of salt, tracing a rough circle around the gas demon, murmuring a spell under her breath as she does so, trying to keep a low profile as much as possible.
Corben Kelly	When it falls just shy of Corben's reach, it's Kibs that comes to the rescue. He slugs his way out of Corben's pocket and drags the thing back when the rubber sticks to his slimy rear. "Please let this work, please let this work," Corben mutters under his breath a few times before he smashes more little glass vials in his palm - good thing he's always wearing those fingerless leather gloves?. Again there's a white glow, but this time it's coming out in the form of a ribbon of his own mist. It swirls around and around and around the offending toy as Corben repeats, "Time to say goodbye to this stink, no matter what it might think, I banish this odorous fart and order it to depart!" with each repetition getting louder as the ribbon grows brighter. See, with Corben the magic is in the bottles - the intent is in the words, no matter how ridiculous they sound. "NO TALK, WANT FWI..." Mr. Stinky the Friendless Fart doesn't get to finish his rant. He grows bigger and bigger and bigger until he just explodes in a haze of green and yellow mist. The mist then swirls and funnels downward until it vanishes into a forgotten book in the corner. The title: Nobody Likes a Fart.