(Open) So you want to kill an alchemist?

[telepathicignorance]

Who: Sidestep, Ranma, and anyone interested in kicking this guys ass (Sidestep isn't going in planning to murder the alchemist but it's entirely likely someone will at least try to)
Status: Open
Where:The alchemist's house
What: Sidestep read the minds of the succubi. They're exceedingly pissed by what they found there, and have decided to do something about it.
Warnings: Implications of sexual coercion, violence, a distinct possibility of murder, Sidestep being really fucked up about their own trauma

(Somewhere within a mile of the Alchemist's house but still far out enough to avoid detection, Sidestep is waiting with Ranma for anyone who indicated a desire to help and anyone else who might show up.

Their current plan is to have 1-3 people distract the succubi and lure them away from the house, and the rest go in after the alchemist once they're gone, but they're expecting it to go awry. Few plans withstand contact with the enemy, especially when they can't just telepathically nudge people into doing what they want.)

(ooc: I'm thinking this should be one thread for planning, one thread for succubi distraction, one thread for going after the alchemist.)

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Planning

[telepathicignorance]

(Sidestep is waiting exactly where they said they'd be.

They can't use their do not notice me aura--they need to be found by the people coming to meet them--so they're hiding themself the old fashioned way: by staying far enough from the alchemist's house that his wives won't be able to go looking out the window and go "hey why are those people gathering over there?".)

Hello.

(They greet people who arrive with a half wave.)

[psionicmolotov]

[ On the other hand, even if Sidestep was projecting, Kimmuriel would be able to find them anyway. But since he's brought Jarlaxle along with him, it's for the best that they're staying out of sight the traditional way. ]

You are ready? [ He's all business. ]

[telepathicignorance]

As I'll ever be.

(This is a headache and a half. But at least people are willing to do something about it.)

[psionicmolotov]

On which target will you focus? It will be easier if we concentrate on different things, since we two can communicate with each other.

[telepathicignorance]

(Communicate? Usually when they do that they're just reading the mind of someone who isn't able to speak. They're pretty sure what he's talking about is actively linking minds over a distance, which...

They swallow. He's right, it would be easier that way.)

The wives are more likely to be distracted by men...(Which Kimmuriel is and they are not.)

(What are they so nervous for?

As a test, they reach out and push at him the idea of killing the alchemist discreetely after the capture is done and over with, when the people likely to protest such an act aren't around.)

[psionicmolotov]

[ He gives them a curious look, but doesn't call attention to it at first. ]

If they are more likely to be distracted by men, then I suppose our paths are decided.

[ He feels the slight push of the thought, permitting that idea to pass through and considering it. He sends back a pulse of strong approval; yes, he's fine with it. ]

You are not used to communicating with other...telepaths?
[ The way he thinks the word is slightly confused; it's definitely not a word he's used to. ]

[telepathicignorance]

(Sidestep reconfigures their shields, and for a moment Kimmuriel might get a mental image of the blasted and ruined landscape of their mind, of new growth and life clinging on in the wake of terrible calamity. That is, in many ways, the essence of the person he is communicating with: fragile, broken, staunchly refusing to give up or die.

There's something else in there too though, buried deep in the ruins of their mind. Shadows with no source, eyes staring from darkened windows, hairs raising as something unseen stalks you...

They pull back, awkward and skittish, before finally settling into a level of connection that shares enough but not too much.)

Not like this. We're rare in my world.

(Useful. Why they didn't end up spare parts.)

Yeah. They don't show any interest in me.

Comes in late with a bag full of sunflower seeds

[catsgothistongue]

[Ranma was part of what kicked off Sidestep's revenge plot against the alchemist. It'd be strange if he didn't show up. After a while of hiding out from the alchemist's wives, he finally was able to traipse around town and make it to the rendezvous.

Look alive Sidestep, for Ranma comes from a nearby tree, hanging upside down by his legs just above them.]

Hope I'm not too late. Finally got them off my tail.

No Starbucks?

[telepathicignorance]

Don't worry, we still haven't figured out all our plans yet.

(They made sure to wait, they need everyone they can get for this.)

Learn anything interesting about the wives?

I neither have or like Starbucks

[catsgothistongue]

[Phew! Ranma dropped down from the tree to stand beside them.]

I learnt they're stubborn as hell. Take this with a grain of salt, but they had to have been chasing me for... [Pausing for a moment to do the mental math in his head.] I don't know, about fifteen hours? That's how long they lasted before deciding to screw off somewhere else.

[Since it's just a rough estimate. Plus he's been switching back and forth between male and female. Who knows if that screwed with them more? Either way, they weren't as resilient as Shampoo when it came to chasing one down to the ends of the Earth. Thank the gods above for that.]

No love for the sugary coffee abominations?

[telepathicignorance]

So anyone who helps distract them had better have a lot of stamina, or a good way to incapacitate them.

(Or kill them, they don't say, despite it seeming increasingly likely that it will happen.)

No love for coffee period lmao

[catsgothistongue]

That sounds like a job for me. Unless we've got any other volunteers that wanna do it. I can take them down all by myself.

Yeah that's 100% valid

[telepathicignorance]

(They point at Kimmuriel.) It's best if he and I are on separate teams. (This might make it sound like they dislike him, but no, it's just that their powers are more useful that way.)

[catsgothistongue]

[Staring over at the new face he hadn't seen yet. He'll have to catch his name later.]

He can come with me if he wants. Two guys are more likely to get those harpies' attention than one.

[telepathicignorance]

Probably a good idea. The wives aren't interested in me.

(Not a guy, not capable of procreation with women, etc.)

[catsgothistongue]

So the plan's essentially boils down to the guys attracting the wives somewhere far away, while the unattractive people get to the alchemist and deal with 'em. [Shrug.] Better than no plan, I guess.

[It can't go too poorly for them, can it?]

[telepathicignorance]

Thought you weren't attracted to guys?

(Don't give them an opportunity like that Ranma. They will take it so fast.

But yeah, that's the plan.)

[catsgothistongue]

[Hey Sidestep? Get flicked in the forehead.]

[telepathicignorance]

(Lol they're a telepath Ranma, and they've got their powers dialed up pretty high right now. They move their head back, sensing Ranma's intention before he's even begun to move his hand. Gotta try harder next time!)

[catsgothistongue]

[Fuck!]

Tsk, lucky dodge.

[telepathicignorance]

(They snort, disbelieving.)

If you say so.

Alchemist

[telepathicignorance]

(It doesn't take long to hash out the plan, and now those who are going after the alchemist are following their lead toward the house.

It's a bit strange to have so many follow their orders without the influence of their telepathy, but they aren't going to complain.)

On the count of three, we move. One... two...

Succubi

[telepathicignorance]

(This is probably the more dangerous operation, given that the alchemist seems to be just a regular human while his wives are clearly ...not.

Sidestep isn't taking part in this, so it'll be up to those participating in the distraction to decide when to move.)