08-28-2016, 09:57 PM
He let the weaves dissipate and Jaxen was once more the appearance of himself by the time Chief was admitted.
He accepted the cigar with a small nod of the head, and the aroma quickly filled the room. Manix had a number of ideas that surprisingly Jaxen hadn't considered. The old school voicemod strip would work. He'd never had need to change his voice before so he imagined the settings would need tinkering to duplicate the voice he needed.
He drew on the cigar, letting the warmth fill his throat before exhaling. "Oriena is my escape plan. Blow a giant hole out the side of the wall and walk out. I've been there before, and I got out before, with fewer tricks up my sleeve than I have now."
The first time he used the Ancient Power had been the night he broke into Baccarat. He used it to break a lock and get out the back. Days later, he was puking in an alley, out of his mind with fever and weakness, when the cannibals abducted him. Yeah. That had been a bad day.
"But don't worry. I won't yield anything about you. Unless of course they torture me. I'll give you up in a heartbeat under torture!"
He laughed. They understood each other. Neither Manix or Jaxen would go out of their way to screw one another over. Not while both had something to gain out of this adventure.
"I'm planning on tomorrow. I'll contact you when it's over regarding what I find."
He accepted the cigar with a small nod of the head, and the aroma quickly filled the room. Manix had a number of ideas that surprisingly Jaxen hadn't considered. The old school voicemod strip would work. He'd never had need to change his voice before so he imagined the settings would need tinkering to duplicate the voice he needed.
He drew on the cigar, letting the warmth fill his throat before exhaling. "Oriena is my escape plan. Blow a giant hole out the side of the wall and walk out. I've been there before, and I got out before, with fewer tricks up my sleeve than I have now."
The first time he used the Ancient Power had been the night he broke into Baccarat. He used it to break a lock and get out the back. Days later, he was puking in an alley, out of his mind with fever and weakness, when the cannibals abducted him. Yeah. That had been a bad day.
"But don't worry. I won't yield anything about you. Unless of course they torture me. I'll give you up in a heartbeat under torture!"
He laughed. They understood each other. Neither Manix or Jaxen would go out of their way to screw one another over. Not while both had something to gain out of this adventure.
"I'm planning on tomorrow. I'll contact you when it's over regarding what I find."