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Henry Jekyll Containment and Study Vault 12, Codename Area 51, is located in the Sovereign Republic of Greater Nevada. The site, once a military base of the failed version of the United States, is out of the way, easily defended, and in a sufficiently unpleasant environment to further decrease the odds of someone making it there on accident.

It has also gone dark nearly half a day ago, and drones sent to investigate have likewise gone missing. The League has thus assembled a team of more resilient members to investigate the site. Transport is provided to those who don't bring their own, in the form of a second-hand tornado chasing semi the League picked up on the cheap and a trailer attached behind it, chock full of sensors and other tools the League thought might be useful to identify what happened.

One of those sensors, a strange gyroscope-like device that was happily spinning at a 45 degree angle starts to move in a highly irregular fashion as they get closer, making the attached bell go crazy. "I forget what we have there that could cause this, but it seems we have a spatial stability failure." The assistant who has been assigned to watch the sensors announces.

And then a moment later, there is a sudden twist and turn as without any other warning, without visual indicator of what to expect, the road makes a one hundred and eighty degree twist and gravity twists with it, but the remainder of Nevada does not.
Comrade Crush     If 'more resilient members' is on the table, then Comrade Crush is an all-around outstanding choice for the investigative team. While the big guy could call his own resources to bear in terms of arrival, a team effort is always more rewarding; so for the moment, he rides atop the League semi's trailer, arms folded over his barrel chest, calmly waiting for the vehicle to bear him, and whatever other allies might there, towards the silent site. It is, of course, completely unanticipated that something might go wrong this far out just yet, but-

    Well, now they're suddenly being pitched in an entirely different direction.

    Without hesitating, Crush slams the big Soviet button on his armor's chest, purging the plating so as to give himself access to his magic; in the next heartbeat, he's floating of his own volition, aloft on a flight spell. "Comrades! If any are needing rescuing, scream in alarm!"
Gudako Ordria     Gudako came with both Servants, perhaps because as her first show of power to most League members she wanted to make a good impression. Gotta grind that faction rep and all that. One of them is incorporeal, though; and so only those who can sense spirits or magic will detect the presence of a superghost hovering by Gudako's side, watchful.

    The OTHER Servant has been on the roof of the semi the entire time, the red-robed pink-haired foxgirl with cat mittens and boots apparently enjoying the wind quite a bit. Is Catzerker, won't fix. When the road turns and gravity shifts, she seems to take it in stride, considering it a rollercoaster ride.

    Gudako, onboard the semi, just sort of floats in the air when that happens, Caster keeping her upright while invisible. She never even takes her eyes off her cellphone, apparently playing some sort of game on it.

    "I thought the proper code was that if someone's still healthy enough to scream they don't need care right away," 8D comments, before musing, "Oh, oh! Screaming is your triage method, isn't it?"
Staren     Staren rides in the truck in his armor. It kind of makes him feel like an XCOM mission, except this is different. Well, maybe not. It /could/ be aliens. "What does /that/ mean?" Staren asks, when the spacey-wacey detector goes all wibbly-wobbly. Fortunately, someone's on-hand to explain. Staren confirms with his own sensors and nods.

    And then everything is upside down. Staren looks out a window. "...Great. One wrong step and we fall into the sky forever. Does everyone have a way to fly?"

    "...Wait, what's holding the road together? A floating strip of asphalt shouldn't support this truck very well... why isn't all the loose dirt and sand on the ground falling up, too...?"
Crys Gattz Containment breachers were never a good thing, doubly when you deal with certain aspects of the League, Crys was here and loaded for bear rather than the twin claws or sabers she'd been seenwith before? She had a huge metally claw which had a sleeve that went up her shoulder, the weapon had mehniclaly assisted bladed figures which look like they could tear though bulkheads or just about anything else tht was as tough. In her other hand she had a pistol of some sort and seemed very focus.

She looked to Crys and oddly there's a smile on her face for the former Confederate.

"Your on board with this? Good our odds of suriving this just went up quite a bit."

Gudako gets eyed by Crys but she's never met her before Staren is also noted.

"No, and Physics has broke, don't you recall what happened on Ragol? Your one of the last ones who would, I'll just have to cope without a means to, right?"

She also looks to Gudako.

"Yo the name's Crys Gattz."
Corona Arclite 'Those that don't bring their own' doesn't apply to Corona Arclite. She saw this as an apportunity to finally field test one of the new vehicular designs she had been working on before the whole Mana Nexus fiasco went down, and had gotten back to recently. A vehicle she had originally devised to better deal with the Molemen that have a tendancy to make trouble in the tunnels and caves beneath Brimsteel.

That it's the only thing she could mount the large minigun she had gotten her paws on easily is besides the point.

So cruising along with the League's aquired semi is just the sort of big tired, multi-suspension buggy type vehicle one could imagine speeding across the dusty, rocky desert. Except for it has a drill mounted on the front, most buggies do not have that. "Still need t' give this new baby a proper na--wha?"

The spacial twist in the road distracts her a moment, and though apparently gravity warps so vehicles stay on the road as well, Corona reflexively reaching up to grab her hat with one hand so it doesn't fall off through the rollcage bars. "Good thin' Ah remembered to install a safety harness!"

Hopalong snaps something at her in his gear-click-steam-hiss chittering from where he's holding on behind her seat with his shovel paws.

"This time is besides the point!" Corona snaps back over her shoulder, without daring take her eyes off the actually twisty-turvy highway.
Lezard Valeth Lezard Valeth, Alchemist of Midgard, is a man of many talents and powers. His endless thirst for knowledge (with no mention of WHY he wants that knowledge) is what drew him to the League in the first place, and he certainly has the intent of helping the new organization become a titan amongst its peers.

Riding with a number of others in a junky semi is not exactly what he expected to be doing. However, the efficiency is fairly impressive... Maybe he will have to look into these 'automobiles' at some point. Or just get back to riding on a Harpy.

When the warning goes out, Lezard arches an eyebrow. "Spatial stability? Why would it..." And then the world lurches around him, the chaos of the inversion of gravity causing no little amount of discomfort. He is left with his glasses awry, hanging from one ear and the man looking a little disheveled from the surprise inversion.

"Well." He says, immediately working to straighten himself out. "This is unexpected." Even now, he attempts to remain calm and collected... But he does look to the assistant. "What do your tools say about the source of the disturbance?" He asks.
Rhapsody     Sometimes there's a benefit to transporting yourself when heading out somewhere.

While rarely seen in her current form before, Rhapsody, in her true form, is flying behind and above the League transport when physics seem to simply break down and not make any sense, at least for the highway, from what she can see above. Rather than move in closer, a quick transmission is sent to her allies inside, <<Do any of you need a hand? Things look a little topsy turvey from my van-OHCRAP!" This is about the time Gravity decides to go rather nuts for her as well. "PROBLEM!"
Henry Jekyll The spatial stability problems only get worse upon closer approach, at one point the road passes a road going down vertically, though that this is the same road might only become apparent a moment later, when they start heading downwards too, into the facility. The inside of what looks like may once have been a sterile and secure vault is now more reminiscent of an Escher painting.

"I think this may be Object 133, it's supposed to be under full spatial nulling at all times." The assistant complains, right before he's hit in the head by a stray die. A perfectly regular, convex thirteen sided die. It knocks the poor man out cold.

The provided vehicle can't go any further from here, the twisting and confusing hallways and stairs don't quite have the room for a car, but at least the group is where they need to be.
Comrade Crush     "SOLUTION!"

    A massive arm hooks itself around Rhapsody's waist. Crush has, without skipping a beat, swooped over to snag her out of mid-air. "Wahahaha! Is interesting reversal! Usually, is dragon doing flying and man doing riding, da?" he is entirely too amused at his own joke. He's fine to carry her the entire rest of the way, if need be! And then he'll gladly set the Izzet leader down, and take a few swaggering steps to the fore of the group. "Comrades, we-"

    There's a moment of staring. Then the big guy ambles over and leans down to poke at the assistant. Poke. Poke. "Hrrm." Standing up, Crush turns to the group again. "Perhaps I should be standing in front. Little die is not troubling me so much."
Staren     "Object 133?" Staren starts to ask, before the assistant is hit by a triskadecahedron. "Great... Can anyone here make sure he doesn't have a concussion? How are we going to re-null this object..."

    And then he notices the die rolled a thirteen, and picks it up, counting the sides.

    He gets to thirteen, and then starts to count over again, then remembers the mission. He leaves the die here for now, not sure that using any of his storage solutions on it is a good idea.

    Normally, he'd try to get to some sort of... control center, to try and get a better view of the situation. But it seems unlikely he can trust any signs at the moment, so instead he tries searching for any wifi network the facility might have. Hopefully spacewarping hasn't destroyed the computer network...
Crys Gattz Crys Gattz sighs as the man gets coled cocked by a d13? Wait how does that even work, she sighs as she moves to get him to the relative safety of the car and make sure he's sevured with in it for hen he comes too and leaves the guy a monomate to chug. She'll then get ready to move on.

"Not much more we can do we should pick him up on the way out if he's not come too since." She'll check for anythin on him that might be of use to the mission. Then she pauses "A better idea."

She drops a small item on the man and there's a portal of light and he'll vanish.

"That should get him clear, we'll pick him up later."

YA that's a far better idea. Shje looks to the dragona nd calls out.

"I could use a hand Rhapsody if I can get a lift!"
Rhapsody     WAUGH. That is the word a plummeting dragon makes. It may sound like a declaration of war to other species, but that is her word of the moment. When Comrade Crush, of all people, catches her and is kind enough to set her down, the dragon offers a shy nod in thanks, "Ah, thank you! I'm glad that previous factional ties have no sway, here, Crush.." she says before a flash of light sets her into her more familiar form: Spellblades, trenchcoat, but the red scales may be new to anyone that hasn't seen her recently. After her shift, and glance given the downed assistant, she sets eyes on, well, her eyes start to hurt almost right away. Crys is a quick distraction and easier to look at when compared to ... whatever that over there is. "Ah, to what..?" she asks, realizing that the question was probably asked while she was changing into her current form. "I'm not sure I want to fly around in," hand motion, "That.."
Corona Arclite Right, so, perspective is entirely askew here. Good to know that now.

Corona tries to not think too hard about the fact they are possibly parking on a plane entirely perpendicular to others present. These sort of things tend to go better if you don't try to make more sense out of them until afterwards. She undoes the harness, and pushes the rollcage partway up so she can climb out. As she locks it back down she peeks between the bars. "Stay here, guard the vehicles."

Hopalong salutes with a paw.. and then emits a hiss as it grabs onto the chair again to keep from falling out. More annoyed click-sputters emminate from the jackalope construct even as Corona tromps over to join the others. "Ah guess the containment broke and the thing started warpin' everythin' round it then, huh?"
Gudako Ordria     Gudako doesn't seem to care when the assistant gets knocked out. For all she cares he's an NPC. He was here to get them somewhere and past that he's only as useful as people's ability to slot him into a decent enough position. Granted that's not saying much and Gudako would have a tendency to look at a great many people that way. With a smile. Always a smile. 8D

    "Gudako," she introduces herself to Crys, idly, without looking, and finally when the truck stops and they all start getting off it, she touches the ground again, pockets her cellphone, and looks ahead at the distorted facility entrance. "Reminds me of your tower, mister Valeth!" The one Kyra trashed. That was kinda sad. Did Lezard rebuild in the meantime? They do have the Fangs' HQ, though the group's gone dormant.

    "So many stairs and hallways. I wonder if it's all just one set repeating. Berserker!" With a NYAAAA~!, the red-robed Servant hops off the truck, landing by Gudako, sitting down on all fours. She licks a paw, idly. "You go this way so we can watch what happens."

    Gudako designates an entryway/set of stairs/hallway at random, and Berserker, nodding, heads forward into it. Gudako observes carefully with her puzzle senses how this plays out.
Lezard Valeth Lezard grimaces as he hears about the Object and its effects... As well as the ersatz die knocking the man out. He doesn't bother checking the man.

He sighs at this point, and looks to Comrade Crush. "Let's not worry about him. He'll recover, I am sure. For now, let's focus on the root cause of this problem. Locating this Object 133 and containing it once again." He frowns. "This /is/ an interesting little twist, though." He turns away. "We are all here to work together. There is no point in continuing old infighting... Correct, Staren?" Lezard turns his response from Rhapsody to Staren, smiling lightly.

At this, he carefully disembarks from the vehicle, stepping out onto the nearest apparently flat surface. "The advantage of my tower is that I /know/ where all the spatial fluctuations are, Magus Gudako. This... This can be considerably more irritating." He sighs. "Be cautious. Things can alter at any time. We should expect gravity to generally follow the contiguous surfaces, but that is not necessarily always going to be true. Be very careful about flight and teleportation. This area might heavily interfere with both."

Warnings provided, Lezard waits, looking to Gudako and nodding approvingly as the woman sends her Servant to do initial scouting. "I would assume that the Object would have been contained within some sort of vault. Logically, the disturbence would be stronger the closer we are to it, so we will likely have to brave some rather unpleasant areas to reach the object itself in order to seal it." He opines.
Henry Jekyll Staren would find the local wifi, while on, is demanding a password. The password the League has provided is not working. The die, after being discarded, rolls off to the side, where it falls up a vent. Nothing of note happens in this initial hallway, but Gaduko's servant does come across something else interesting. Whatever has been going on, there's what looks like a teenage girl leaning against the wall near an open door.

A door which is clearly marked 'Subject #526, physical contact invariably lethal, cruel tendencies. Do not open door.' The girl discards her cigarette when the servant approaches, and smirks, then her hands unfurl into countless knives as she approaches.
Corona Arclite Corona Arclite waggles a gloved finger in the air. "He's got a point. About the disturbance bein' stronger at the source." With the other hand she tugs her analyzer from her belt and flips it open. Then starts fiddling with the controls. "But iffen we can pick up on the right disturbance, it might be our safest bet on findin' the way through this maze to it. "Though might hafta explore a bit before the signal is strong 'nuff to pick up, so watch yer steps."

She's not really paying attention to the servant being sent off to investigate.
Staren     "Whoops!" Staren attempts to set the die down inside the van and it rolls off and up a vent. Well, THAT will never be seen again. "Nice catch." he asides to Comrade Crush stopping Rhapsody from falling.

    Lezard is smarmy. "Don't push it." he points at Lezard sternly. But he is here to focus on the mission today.

    Staren goes to the corner to watch Gudako's servant go... and oh hey, there's someone here! "Hey!" He starts to wave. "Do you work here?" And then he's able to read the door, and raises his arm to point the beam cannons at her. "If she's that dangerous, why didn't you just kill her?!" Although he's not shooting yet either, since there must be /some/ reason they've kept her here instead, right?

    Right?

    Also, Gudako's servant can take care of herself, and he really doesn't care what happens to her.
Comrade Crush     "Hmph." That seems to be all Crush has to say in reply to Lezard. "Knocked out by single die. Is sad, even for scholarly type."

    But they're moving on and in, so Crush moves up to the fore, as best he can with everyone picking their own courses of action. In Crush's case, he watches the feline Servant move down one path, and then turns to the others, considering thoughtfully...

    Then he flexes at them.

    Yes. He flexes at them.

    Arms swing up, and then around, one foot planted forward, bringing the colossal commie into a picture-perfect bodybuilder's posture, his arms swelling with mighty musculature. And more than that, the massive man begins to positvely /thrum/ with magic, a faint red shimmer radiating outward. He's sweeping the paths with his own, very basic magical scanning, getting a basic feel for the paths ahead.

    If he can detect anything interesting? He'll head that way. Otherwise? He'll just pick one at random and head down it.
Gudako Ordria     Seeing as the path forward is safe, Gudako and the spirit with her follow after Berserker, navigating the terrible stairs and hallways that make no sense with ease. As they all stop before the evidently breached cell, with Berserker found hissing at the teen like... well, a cat, Gudako turns to Staren, still smiling her usual 8D.

    "Because we might be able to learn things from them, silly! You should never kill someone whose status as a living being can still benefit you! Unless their status as a corpse benefits you more. BUT!!!! In a perfect world you study them while they're alive, then kill them, then study the corpse." She is not a scientist, or a researcher, but she is an optimizer. And optimizing the use of a test subject isn't hard.

    "Ah, ah~! The real question is, why couldn't she be made to work with us willingly? Hey, miss knife hands! What would it take to get you to put a League labcoat on? I mean besides the fact if you do that you'll get to walk out of here alive." 8D
Rhapsody     So many paths, it was hard to consider where any one of them would go considering just how radically shattered space seemed to be in this place. As the die goes away -up- into a vent, that just gets a nervous grin from the Izzet Guildmaster, "Ah, I think I'll stay with Cru-" Did he just flex to cast a spell? ... He so did. "... How do you even -do- that???"
Crys Gattz Crys Gattz gets a sheepish look at Rhaps runs into some problems and she also does see Gudako seems to have some connections to Lezard but that doesn't matter too much right? She looks to COrona and then to Thaposdy. "So I guess we're heading in on foot, then?" She seem to be here as mucle and now she moved ahead. She keeps with Corona for the moment as she scans. She does servant might be running into trouble but she needs to be keeping with the more brainy sorts who can fix this she has no doubt the Servant will be fine . She also seems to watch the big old Comrade Crush for a moment. Yup he's still a muscle wizard.
Lezard Valeth Lezard doesn't seem to take offense at Staren's response. He simple shrugs, smiling, and indeed stops pushing it. He follows along, watching the environment intently as he considers the nature of the disturbance. "Hmm." He emits, as they move along, and quietly begins to trace a rune against one of the walls, expermientally working to see if his own space-warping arts have any effect on the area. His action is small, simple. He knows how it's /supposed/ to behave, but he needs to see what actually happens to get an idea of what's going on and how to possibly compensate for it.

"I concur. It is a sad time when a man of intelligence is laid low so easily. Perhaps you could offer some sort of physical training regimen in the League, Comrade, so as to promote well-being?"

Oh God.

He doesn't seem to be paying attention to the knife-woman for the moment as the party brings up the rear. Apparently, he has utter trust in the Servant's and Comrade Crush's ability to interdict any physical assault necessary.
Henry Jekyll Corona's analyzer can tell the source of the disturbance is moving, but it's finding it hard to tell which way, just that it's moving away for the moment. Along with that, some of the hallways that they could have gone disappear, and Crush finds the hallway he was headed in to actually have been the same hallway the others are in, just leading the opposite direction, resulting in him being on the other side of miss knife-hands.

The girl smiles amusedly at Staren, flicking her wrist, and two of her knives fly forwards, quite accurately aimed to miss... barely. "They thought I was too interesting to kill~" She smirks, "I knew I'd get out some day, so where's the exit?" Gaduko's commentary earn him a similar wristflick, but this time they're aimed squarely for the face.

Lezard's experimentation with space warping seems to suggest he can fight it, but it's going to be hard, the spatial disturbance is quite strong. Corona's sensors can also tell that it's coming closer again, and should anyone wish to answer the girl's questions, they might notice that where they came from is now clearly a dead end.

The thirteen-sided die falls sideways outside the girl's containment vault, on a collission course for Lezard.
Comrade Crush     Crush finds himself on the far side of the knife-wielding girl, in a turn of events that defies euclidean space both frustratingly and interestingly. The latter, because it puts him behind an obviously hostile enemy who doesn't quite seem to realize he's there - she's focused on Staren. This makes things easy for him.

    For a more adult enemy, he would almost certainly swing for the metaphorical fences, but this... despite being lethal and murderous, she's just a little girl. He can't quite bring himself to hit her hard. So instead, he sends a brief communication over short-range radio-

    'Comrades. Cover your ears.'

    And then brings his hands up, before swinging them forward together in a mighty, thunderous CLAP. All the inhuman force the Soviet supersoldier is capable of bringing to bear, augmented further still with a burst of wind magic, to create a clap so powerful and deafening it could blow out windows.
Corona Arclite Fiddle with this dial. Toggle that switch. At one point Corona even has to turn the device upside down to read it rightside up when the entire display inverts from trying to make sense of nonsensical space. "Sonnuva... either this thin' is glitchin', or the source of the disruptions is onna move!" Pause. Gives the analyzer a good whap with her knuckles. "Might be both, even. It," squints one eye, "might be gettin' closer.."

She is so focused on trying to make some headway of the scans that she doesn't even seem to notice the knives zinging past the group. She might not even of noticed Crush's warning if it hadn't been over the radio.

"Eep!" Her fox ears are a bit big to just cover, but knowing how sensative her hearing is she doesn't debate twice the wisdom of Crush's warning. She just grabs an ear in each hand after tucking the device under and arm and pulls the dowm against her head, with her hands over them.

That clap is -still- strong enough to make her cringe all the same. Sometimes superior hearing ability isn't all it's cracked up to be!
Rhapsody     Welp. Things are certainly going crazy quicikly. Reality is breaking, they're all in an Escher drawing, Muscle Magic is real, and the master of Muscle Magic is about to make some noise. Literally.

    When the man warns of impending NOISE, the guildmaster's hands reach for the sides of her ears. At about the same time, she ducks down behind the mass of a man, avoiding the blades that are being sent their way. Hopefully, in a moment, she'd be able to help a little more, but for now? She's going to let her allies get some work done first.
Crys Gattz Crys Gattz has a problem she has a death claw on one hand which doesn't really work to protect her eaars but she can cover one, at the very least if he had to she won't think twice about killing the experimental or containment subject. She damn well knows the sorts of things that get locked up here and sh fears what might be let lose on the world then comes another thirteen-sided dice /again/ too. Crys does move to cover her ears as she best can as Comrade gives his warning. She's forced to raise her arm up to cover one while her hand goes for the otehr as she's made to drop her pistol for the moment. Hopefully Crush's trick /worked/. Or she's going to be looking pretty damn silly and open to being attacked while she recovers from it.
Staren     Staren's forcefield blocks the knives anyway. One of the weaknesses is that because of its design, it wastes power blocking sufficiently near misses as well. A translucent amber sphere of force appears, the impact points going white and cracked, before it fades away after a second. "Hmh." Staren replies to her words, keeping the weapon trained on her. "And why should we let you escape?" And then Crush warns to cover ears, so he activates his helmet's noise-cancelling -- the shockwave from the clap is so powerful, the forcefield becomes visible again as it takes the hit and Staren stumbles a half-step back, although compared to the level of attacks it's designed for, it's not particularly damaging.

    If she's not down yet, he pulls a Federation phaser from his bag and starts firing stun shots at the girl, since the group seems to have opted for the nonlethal takedown.
Gudako Ordria     Caster materializes as the knives go flying. The blue-robes, lack of cat motifs and slightly different hairstyle are all that separate this Servant from the Berserker still standing in front of the knife-hurling teen, but the difference in skillset is apparent immediatly. A large mirror appears in front of Gudako, about a meter wide and tall, round, with blue and gold ornaments all around. The knives bounce off, which is good, because if they hadn't, Gudako isn't superhuman. Knives to the face, pretty deadly. And then some.

    Paper strips form afterwards, Caster spreading them to herself, Berserker and Gudako. They cover their ears, handily preventing friendly fire from Crush. Gudako doesn't move, or lose her smile, but rather simply orders her Berserker: "Try not to kill her."

    Berserker nyaaas, and what can you do, cat is gonna cat. She immediatly leaps to tackle the test subject, claws slashing wildly. She's fast, and strong. There might not be much of a wall left behind her if the teen dodges.
Lezard Valeth Lezard grimaces as he analyzes the response. "The effect of the distortions are intense. I can likely work to counteract some of it, but it would be far better suited were we to locate a suitable critical point and focus our efforts there instead of me attempting to divert an outer-WAGH!" His reponse is interrupted by the die promptly bouncing off of his head, sending the mage collapsing to the floor as the geometric-shape rolls on.

"What... /was/ that?" He groans, sitting up and rubbing his head. "This place continues to make little sense... I will have to be more on my guard." He grunts for now, bracing for impact and wincing as Comrade Crush's shockwave rips through the area. As one might expect, he takes a particular effort to shield his glasses.
Henry Jekyll Though without a doubt dangerout, it seems the girl is quite dangerous enough to withstand the combined force of muscle wizardry, phasers set to stun, and a ferocious catzerker, she stumbles and falls down, and is knocked out cold, no longer a threat, for the timing. She still breathes, obviously still alive, but no longer conscious. That's one sub-objective completed.

After knocking down Lezard, the die starts to roll off on its own, and at this point Corona's analyzers and a bit of basic logic should be able to correlate movement of the spatially impossible die to variations in the strength of the distortions. There's no real way around it, it must be this object 113.
Corona Arclite Corona Arclite is still covering her ears from the Thunder Clapper (get yours today, turn off all the lights in your neighborhood!) and doesn't hear the scanner beep as the die bounces off Lezard and starts rolling away. Fortunately the thing has a vibrate function. Which startles her, and nearly drops the gadget as she fumbles a moment in letting go of her ears to grab it. "Forgot Ah made it do that!"

Once she's got both hands safely on the analyzer again she turns a bit, following the nonlinear movement of the disruptions. "What the..." Looks from scanner, to the die rolling by, then to her scanner again.

Then smacks one palm to her face. "Oh of course! What else could be chaotic and random enough to cause this sort of nonsensical variance than a dice roll? Someone grab that thin'!"
Gudako Ordria     Gudako leaves the matter of the die and the distortions to others; she has a task right now, and it can be handled pretty quickly too. Suggesting that Crush should be the one to hold the now-unconscious lethal teenager until they have somewhere to put her, largely because he seems like he could take a knife to the face and laugh it off, she moves towards the former cell of the subject, with Berserker licking her wounds (tacking a knife-crazy teen wasn't such a great plan) and Caster just idling about behind her master, smiling.

    "Let's make sure the cell is still usable! Caster~."
    "Yosh, master~!"

    Gudako attempts to open the door. Caster is being very careful in case that teenager was NOT Subject 526 and just happened to be hanging out near its cell. She's already got some spells ready to fly, and that mirror is spinning around Gudako like one of those side-scrolling shooter game powerups.
Staren     Staren winces slightly as the die hits Lezard, before remembering not to feel bad for him. Well, they knocked out the girl, that's good(?)

    And then Corona says the object is the die, and he facepalms. And starts running after it, trying to grab it. What else is he gonna do?
Comrade Crush     Well, down goes Lezard. Crush regards him with a bemused expression, finally willing to concede, "Is some die." But the girl is down too, and everyone else has the artifact covered. So he's going to just take Gudako's advice and see to the girl in such a way that she'll be only mild risk to him, and none to anyone else.

    And so the Samsonian Soviet Sorceror takes steps further into the corridor, rolling his shoulders and neck. First and foremost (or perhaps fist and foremost?), he swings his arms up, curls one down, and draws the other back, biceps bulging and triceps trembling. Under the floor, the earth begins to shudder and rumble, shifting and displacing until stone begins to flow up from the ground. It's not the kind of spell he could work in a fight, shaping stone this way, but at a moment like this, it's not difficult to wrap the girl in a stone encasement from the neck down, in such a way that even her claws won't be able to get her free. Just time-consuming.

    Once that's finished, he performs a second, less time-intensive spell, slamming one fist into the other palm and tensing. His own skin erupts in stony 'scales', all the way up his arms and shoulders and across his chest and neck. Just in case. With his stoneskin spell active, he can just reach down, pick the girlboulder up, and hold it/her over his shoulder.
Crys Gattz Crys Gattz sees the girl is down but has a bad feeling about her she however moves on fter lowing her hand and pauyses for a moment as she looks at the die. Then she looks to Corona na dpauses for a moment.

"Wait what is it? Wait are you saying it? That it's the die?!"

She banishes her weapons to the photon trap and is going to make a dive to try and catch the die like everyone else.
Lezard Valeth Lezard finally gets back to his feet, shaking his head to steady himself as they all realize that the die /is/ the object they're looking for. "What?" He grimaces, his teeth clenching. While others attend to the knife-woman, Lezard's focus is razor-sharp.

That polyhedron just laid him out. Time for him to get /revenge/.

On a nonsapient hunk of erstz plastic. Well, maybe nonsapient.

Look, Lezard's vindictiveness is a bit of a thing, okay?

With a quick flick, Lezard produces a ruby-tipped sceptre from under his cloak, holding it forward. There is a low hum as he begins sketching runes in the air, attempting to curve the distortion around the die to make it roll to a stop. If it's not moving, the area should stabilize... he hopes. "I /refuse/ to yield to something so insipid!" Lezard declares as he works the ritual.

It might take a little bit.
Henry Jekyll As Gudako and Crush work together to take the girl back into her vault, which was in fact open, they may notice a small stack of books produced by a company called Mages of the Lake, all of which part of Polyhedrons and Paradoxes, and the so-called 'd13 system' Including such titles as the Victim's Handbook, Paradox Master's Guide and the Madness Manual. There's a box with 10 gaps for dice, nine of them filled. The usual seven, an extra d6, a d10 labelled in tens, and the last spot in between the d12 and d20 is empty.

The others work together to grab and contain the die, and between them, they manage to contain it enough to allow reality in the area to slowly stabilize. Enough for the local computer to get itself together, "Code Red. Containment Breach of Subject 526 and Object 133. Code Red." This repeats.
Corona Arclite While the others are catching the d13, Corona puts her analyzer back in its belt pouch. And after a bit of rummaging produces a containment tube. Though after looking at it a moment, goes back to checking pouchs with the other hand. "Hold on a moment, Ah know Ah got some here somewhe -- aha!" She pulls out a couple of work rags.

She stuffs two down in the tube, then holds it out for the die to be placed on top. "So it can't rattle itself 'round none."
Staren     "Huh." Staren decides not to look in the books. It's not that he thinks some things man was not meant to know, but the consequences of messing with artifacts he barely knows about in informal tests without rigorous safety measures, might outweigh whatever knowledge is to be gained. "Okay, okay, we're getting the... subjects back in containment, how do we re-lock the cell?" he announces, to see if the computer responds to voice commands. He also checks if the wifi password works now.
Gudako Ordria     Gudako spends quite some time flipping through the pages of one of the books at random, out of curiosity and sudden interest. She'll need to revisit this later, because she very much enjoys games. She's also a hell of a munchkin so you can rest assured it'll be awful.

    Assuming nothing explodes as a result of flipping open one of the books, it is set back down, and Gudako reaches for the dice box, handing it to Caster, being careful not to let any of the dice fall out. "Anything weird with this box? Seals? Anything?"

    Caster takes a look, probing for any magical spells that might have been used on the box-- or dice. If the seals were technological in nature it's going to fly right over her head though.
Comrade Crush     For the moment, Crush picks up the now-encased test subject, and holds her over one shoulder. He's going to wait and see whether it's safe to toss her back in her cell. If not? Well, they'll figure something out.
Henry Jekyll The wifi is still offline, but the computer does answer Staren's question. "Just get out and close the door, it shall seal automatically."
Crys Gattz Crys Gattz Says "Okay lets get this stuff put back in containment right?" She looks over at CRush as he gets the Testy subject and moves to put her back to where she should be.

"Right we'll figure it out and I can pull guard shift on her if it's needed and a die? This is a /new/ one."
Henry Jekyll After both girl and die are deposited in the vault room, in different state than prior to the incident, and the response team backs out and closes the door, it seals shut with a distinct hiss. Spatial reality seems to return to normal, though there's some warnings running about other containment breaches, only code green ones however.
Comrade Crush     Crush is very careful about setting the stone block containing a murdergirl back in her containment cell. As he's backing out, he reaches down and gives the stone a particular little *thwap* - and it begins to crack and crumble around her slowly. It won't finish doing so for a good minute or two, but that way she won't be stuck in there until someone chisels her out! Thoughtful commie is thoughtful.