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Always have protective spells in place before entering uncertain portals. Classic adventuring 101, and a part of the classic 'Scry-and-die' method. and yes, I know they're not hoping for trouble, but always prepare for the worst.1st May
07:01 GMT -5
The 'portal' manifests as a thin circular outline picked out in white-blue flecks paired with a distant 'dot' and a strange sense of distance. Major Adams and I glance at Dr. Balewa as he and John Quinn do a quick check, then Dr. Balewa places his hands on his chest. A moment later glowing green lines float over his skin in a protective layer.
Bet he's loving the chance to experience something new like this. Man loves life, after all."The portal is stable. I will take the lead, in case there are any difficulties in the journey which require a specialist. Follow me in thirty seconds."
Diana nods, and he strides into the circular outline, almost immediately… Shrinking towards the vanishing point in the distance… And he's gone.
With Hax magic, of course.John Stewart purses his lips. "How do we know he made it through?"
"Kcart Rotcod Tsim."
Well, that was unhelpful of them... It's like they don't want visitors or something.Mr. Zatara's eyes flicker for a moment, his expression growing a little vacant.
"He is travelling through the path without any difficulty." His eyes clear. "This device appears to make following the correct pathway instinctive." He turns to me. "Did the witch-hunters you spoke with say how long passage took?"
"No, I'm afraid not."
Look, as interesting as the ride is, you can't all go next. It's one at a time.Alan gives me a lopsided smile. "So who gets to go next?"
"I will." / "It is my-." / "Me?"
Also, it looked like fun. Like freefall in the horizontal.Leonid, Diana and I look at each other. There's no obvious reason for Leonid to take the next spot; he has no way to communicate back. Canis is the logical person, then either me -because if something goes wrong I can try to hop into the Honden to dodge it- or Diana due to her arcane resistance.
Diana smiles at me. "It is my responsibility."
That's taking a big risk on something you don't know for sure."Right, but whether you get through or don't, how will we know?"
"As you have said, I am a Titan. If I were to die, Doctor Fate would swiftly become aware of it."
In other words, shit or get off the pot, to put it crudely.Hm. "Canis, if you went through, how quickly could you open a boom tube back?"
"Mother Box would have to adapt to the local physics. Perhaps a few hours, perhaps a few days…" He shrugs. "Perhaps longer. If you wait, this pathway will not still be available."
Man has a point, and he's the hopeful one, so you know he means it."A Lantern could... Probably send a message back."
Alan frowns. "I thought we were sure this wasn't going to kill us?"
A camping trip in an alternate dimensional pocket thing that vaguely resembles Puritan-era Massachusetts. I guess that's fun?Diana nods. "It is unlikely, but we are taking the possibility that we are wrong into account in the thirty seconds allotted to us. Which have now elapsed." She rises off the ground and flies forward. "Thirty seconds, and then if there is no sign anything is wrong, follow me."
"Sir."
Alan smiles as Diana disappears. "It's a bit like a camping trip, isn't it?"
If an Orange Lantern has to rough it like that, something has gone very badly wrong with their situation."Not if I can help it. It we turn up in the middle of nowhere, I'm building a log cabin."
Major Scott smiles. "Don't like roughing it, Orange Lantern? I thought you were supposed to be a military officer."
I know, right? OL as a father? Not an image anyone can picture easily."Post-scarcity special forces, not industrial-age infantry. I went camping when I was younger, and in the unlikely event that Jade and I produce an outdoorsy offspring I may reacquaint myself with it. Otherwise, I fight to preserve civilisation and houses are far more civilised than tents."
He snorts with amusement, while Alan frowns.
Unfortunately, unless you do discuss it with her, it's not likely to happen anyway. Given she'll be doing most of the work and all."You and Jade talked about kids? I though you said the plan was for the two of you to be engaged for years?"
"Not in.. specific terms. I'm just saying that if we did-."
Well, that's as close to 'the light is green' as they're going to get."That's thirty seconds." John looks at the magical duo. "Doctor Fate? Zatara?"
Zatara nods. "As far as I can tell, they both made passage successfully."
Onwards to Witchworld! Mind the gap and watch your head.John Quinn nods in agreement, and John Stewart nods an acknowledgement.
"Look like we're up." John generates green armour for himself and then flies forward into the portal.
Brut and Canis bound through next, followed closely by Leonid. Major Adams walks forward at marching speed as Alan and I armour ourselves. We fly forward slowly with out personal lanterns in hand, letting Adams pass through the aperture before accelerating after him.
Hooray for Science! triumphing over wild magic.Pass into the witch-path… Doesn't feel like anything, and a quick glance at Alan doesn't show any particular response. In front of me if… Nothingness, with faint blue-white guidelines..? Reminds me a little bit of the animation that used to play on Stargate whenever anyone went through the gate, only less rollercoastery. Alan's still next to me, but I can't see Major Adams or anyone else. I'm.. getting a vague sense that there are other passageways here, curving up or down or off to the side. But… The one I'm on is most readily apparent, not… Brighter, exactly, but its existence is clearer.
Best not to risk it, really. Even with the Sivanas' Science!, anything could go wrong.Right, well, I don't know a lot about fae magic, but I do know that getting distracted around them is a bad idea. So no use of the orange light beyond the armour I've already got, no scanning and certainly no Ophidian. Just following the path, just following the path. There's no real sense of space; we could have been flying for miles of have barely moved. I could try talking to Alan but I'm.. concerned that might result in things going wrong.
I don't know, isn't Sephtian already busy enough?Can't see anything ahead, and I'm not turning my head to check behind. The blue glow from Alan tells me that he's still there.
Huh. I wonder if arcane technology has advanced to the point where formerly dangerous forms of magic transportation are now safe? Definitely need to follow up with Morpheus and Mammon about magic-based starships. I doubt that the Sivanas would have made a temporary portal if a permanent one was possible, but if we can get Sephtian out to Gotham to dismantle the machine and work out how it works, we could learn all sorts of thi-.
Let's hope it's not an oncoming Shiftship...The light at the end of the tunnel appears to be getting closer. It's been a fairly smooth journey so far, so I'm-.
They managed to land in a prepared teleportation circle, or something similar? The local equivalent to a Dolmen Gate, perhaps?The light appears to leap at us, and we appear in a ring of menhirs in.. an area of pastureland. A flock of sheep are already sleepily ambling away from our party -quick headcount, yes, everyone's here- as the group gets its bearings. It's night time here, though I'll hold off on making wide scale scans until I know who might get offended by that. Bit off that there's no security-.
Dr. Balewa waves his hands at the closest exit from the menhir… No, it's not just a ring. There's a geometric arrangement that just happens to have a circular outer ring. He gestures at the exit.
Oh, dear, the locals are already coming. Should be fine, as long as he's not waving a scythe or similar farming implement threateningly..."There are bound spells of detection and protection. The protective spells are not designed to stop humans, but… Wonder Woman, Orange Lantern, you may be somewhat affected."
"Oi! Who goes there! Jeremiah, you lubberwort, if you're sneaking out to vex the landswarden again you'll feel the heel of my shoe!"
Translation: "You could just ask me directly, you know..."Diana smiles faintly. "Canis, can Motherbox tell you how long she will need?"
"Ping."
The local farmer, eh? Wonder how he's going to react to a band of brightly dressed adventurers."She says that something is obscuring her senses. Weeks, perhaps, if it remains active."
A lantern glowing with eldritch green fire appears through the boughs of a nearby copse.
No something they could power through if need be. Not a big hassle, then."Doctor Mist, is the ward dangerous?"
"I do not think it would trouble you greatly. It would be more on the level of a mild discomfort, and perhaps a reluctance to pass it."
A solid plan. Let's see how much goes wrong with it."Orange Lantern, Starfire. Survey the local area. Green Lantern, go into orbit and scan the system. Doctor Mist, see what you can learn about local magic without disturbing the local people. Blue Lantern, remain here with Canis. Major Adams, accompany me as I greet the local watchman."
And so the road trip begins. Wonder how much hilarity will ensue? Hopefully the locals are tolerant of any cultural misunderstandings... Then again, given the Witch-Hunters' attitudes...