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Rise Of The Immaterial Man Airport
While it was early in the morning the London City Airport was already a hub of activity. I knew first-hand that, when dealing with business on a global scale, the company never really slept. As long as the sun was up somewhere in the world someone had to be dealing with company affairs, and in the case of the poor sorry sods who were rushing around the airport at eight am in the morning that responsibility clearly lay with them. “So, where’s the warp gate?” I asked as we approached the entrance to the airport, “Surely it can’t actually be inside the airport, right? That would be ridiculous. There’s no way it would be kept secret.” Sophia chuckled, “Oh because a warp gate in the middle of a park right next to one of London’s newest, hottest shopping and apartment complexes is so well hidden.” “Okay, point,” I conceded, “That just raises the question of how either of these gates manages to stay hidden.” “Just wait until we visit the gate in Trafalgar Square…” She said, there was a
Rise Of The Immaterial Man Slipway
“What was it?” I asked, staring down at the now-dead creature at my feet. “An Orec,” Sophia replied shortly, she was pacing from side to side, “Basically JRR Tolkeins inspiration for Orcs, believe it or not.” I did believe it, now that she’d said it I could definitely see the resemblance. “Did you… know them?” I asked, “They seemed to know you, so.” Sophia shook her head, “Never seen them before in my life. They must have been sent to find me… though how they knew where I’d be is beyond me.” She stopped pacing and looked directly at the dead Orec, “Death is coming…” she muttered under her breath, “Did you mean your own death? Someone else? Death in general…?” “We’re going to have to bring this up with the council, aren’t we?” I asked, knowing what her answer was going to be even as I said the words. “Omens are never a good thing,” She responded, “Maybe the council will have an idea about what the Orec meant, maybe they know already. It’s not like we aren’t going there to b
Rise Of The Immaterial Man A New Mission
I was almost relieved to see the building that housed the council of the Immateria. The last time I’d been there I’d been forced to essentially beg for my life. This time around I was going there to prove that the fact they’d spared me was worthwhile, I’d already produced results. The underlying nerves were still there though. While we had managed to dispatch the rogue Immateria, there was clearly something else brewing on the horizon. Death was coming. We walked through the entry doors and into the lobby. The same woman was sitting at the desk as before. She glanced up from her paperwork, gave Sophia an easy smile, and went back to what she was doing. Sophia brushed past the desk, clearly, the council was expecting us. The Council chamber was much the same as I’d seen it the first time we’d been asked to go there for my hearing. The same chairs were set up around the same crescent moon table, and the same Immateria were sitting in attendance. Idly I wondered if they ever left
Rise Of The Immaterial Man Pub
“We’re back at the lab?” I asked as Sophia led him around a corner, revealing the pub and the space that his lab resided in below it. “Not quite the lab, no,” Sophia said. “I understand you’re probably eager to get started in creating more Magitech, but the new rogue takes precedence.” “Ah, I get it,” I said, “This is like back up in London when we went to the club in Soho, right? You’re going here to mingle and find out any information you can.” “So you are learning! And there was me thinking you were all distracted by the humans dancing around at that club,” Sophia said with a smirk. She knew full well that the only thing the humans had distracted me with in that club was the stink of their sweat thanks to the enhanced senses that being an Immateria granted me. I still had no idea how she managed to get in amongst them the way that she had. We entered the bar together and I couldn’t help but be a little bit disappointed. It looked just like any bar that I would have expected to
Rise Of The Immaterial Man Newton
“It’s not much,” The Barkeep started. “Word around the bar is, in some of the more… unsavoury… clientele, that there’s someone up top making some pretty big moves, moves that are going to change everything down here as well.” Sophia and I glanced at one another. She looked just as uncomfortable as I felt with a declaration like that. I picked up my drink and took a sip, noting that it went just as blue as Sophia’s had earlier. “Can you give us anything else?” Sophia asked. “Something more solid to go on?” The barkeep shrugged, “I only hear what I hear Sophia, you know that. If you want to speak to someone who knows more you know what you’re gonna have to do. What me to get him down here?” Sophia sighed, it was long and aggravated, “Yeah, fine, do it. I already have to deal with one smart ass, why not another.” I couldn’t help but think that jibe was directed at me. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked as the barkeep moved away from us to call this mysterious other person to
Rise Of The Immaterial Man Gunnersbury
By the time we were ready to begin the next stage in our mission the midday sun was already high in the sky. We would have already been on our way to Gunnersbury park if not for the sudden realisation that we had left my car in Soho while we tracked the first rogue Immateria from the alley we had first encountered it all the way down to the City of London Airport. That meant we had to wait around for a cab, have it take us all the way into the heart of London, and then drive all the way out to the outer zones of the city. I had been wrong about the park being in the borough of Ealing. It was actually in the borough of Hounslow, which was right next to Ealing. Either way, it was right out at the edge of the city in an area in my mind that could hardly be called London at all. What could be said for sure was that the park was a beautiful place. We drove up a little dirt path to a little dirt car park and got out of the car. “Almost feels like the countryside,” I muttered, mostly t
Rise Of The Immaterial Man Search
The inside of the old tower had clearly seen better days. The air was thick with the musty smell of decay and the brick walls were crumbling and cracked. It was a wonder the thing hadn’t collapsed already. I hoped that it didn’t choose to fall apart while we were still inside. It was a relatively small space with a main open room and a flight of stairs leading up the side of the wall to the upper levels.“You really think we’re going to find something in here?” I asked. “It doesn’t look ancient or grand just… decrepit, really.” “Trust me, Parker. Cultists love places like this, and there’s a good chance that one of them has put something here for safekeeping,” Sophia said. The room was a cluttered mess. A heavy oak table sat at its centre, covered in rat poop and old documents that looked yellowed and fragile. I was sure that if one of us tried to pick them up they’d just disintegrate in our hands. “You search down here, I’m going to go and check things out upstairs,” Sophia said
Rise Of The Immaterial Man Temple
With our map in hand Sophia and I left the tower behind. Sophia now wore the backpack we had found, with all of the letters and other documents stuffed securely back inside of it and zipped up so that none of them would fall out. It was likely that the letters wouldn’t be useful, but it would be better to have them rather than not just on the off chance that some other hidden detail was written down on them that we’d so far missed. “The temple is back on the other side of the park,” Sophia said. “Right next to the boating lake, though from this drawing the lake is less of a lake and more of a pond.” “It shouldn’t be hard to find then,” I said. “What do you think could be so important about this temple that whoever made the map would risk their lives to stow it away like this?”“It could be anything,” Sophia replied. “I’m betting on some kind of ancient artifact, though. Cults always have an ancient artifact or something like that kicking about.” I wasn’t sure how some random artif
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