metalogs | [Closed] Is it Just Smoke and Mirrors?

Who: Accelerator

faceguy and Oliver

meca
What: Three teens meet up with some guy from the internet for a magic charm
When: *Nebulous hand waggle* Sometime after this and this
Where: Excelsior
Content Warnings: Accelerator

Seeking help over the internet isn't anything strange, so getting in contact with a self-proclaimed witch can't be any more unusual. Donnie might have balked about it before- his previous experiences with witches had not been very great, all things considered, but when you are friends with a magic cricket man and trade verbal jabs with a Norse god on occasion, really, outsourcing magical problems to a witch isn't all that out there.

"That...looks like the place down there," Donnie says as he peers through his goggles, zooming in. "Sooo our designated meeting spot should be directly below."

Of course they're up on a roof, scoping things out. They're ninja. Ninja and one esper. Point being, why walk on the sidewalk when you could practically use anything else as a pathway?

"Now, where is...?"

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"My particular brand of magic, no. You're born with the capability of developing it." Oliver turns the phone over in hand, opens up the map function on it and closes his eyes for a moment. Breathes in deep through his mouth, lets it out through his nose. When his eyes open, his pupils are blown, eyes more black than brown. He stands up, holds the phone back out.

It's mapping to a location marked with a blue arrow - wherever Chaos Gate's currently hiding out at.

"If it didn't have GPS, it'd work on it's own after I finished the compass. Magic sticks hard to metals, it's near impossible to work it out. I make it, but it doesn't need me after it's done. Same as this thing, which--I'm done with."

"....."

His particular brand of magic. Does that mean there's other kinds of magic anyone can use? It doesn't seem like it would apply to espers. At least, the magic back home isn't compatible with espers. Accelerator wouldn't be surprised if that was the case here as well, and from what he knows of the side effects, he isn't in any rush to experiment.

Anyways, it looks like they've got a tracker on Chaos Gate. Not matter how it was done that's good, right?

Bummer. Since they're (presumably) from different universes, Leo doubts he was born with the capability.

Oh well! He's sure there are other tricks he could learn. Or that Mikey could learn. Either way.

"Whoa... so it found her?"

Donnie's not sure whether he's disappointed that it wasn't flashy or impressed that it was so fast. Brows lifting, he glances at the others before he looks at the phone, making a mental note about metal and magic, at least in regards to Oliver's particular brand of such, even as he tries not to look directly at the man's dilated gaze.

"Looks like," he confirms to Leo once he has the phone in hand. "That...is pretty cool." Assuming it is in fact Chaos Gate that the arrow points out. "In any case, we've got a heading. Which...looks like it involves another cross-country trip."

"I used to do this all the time back home. Had a friend who'd disappear into the middle of fucking nowhere and forget how to find himself, it was annoying. But it does mean that things like this comes pretty easy. Practice makes perfect, and whatever."

And since his job here is mostly done, Oliver's going to go back to lounging on the couch comfortably. No need to slouch forward and fuck around with the stuff he'd left on the table if he can instead lay down, right.

"Have fun with whatever it is you're looking for." He has an idea. It'd have been hard not to feel Chaos Gate's magic back during Fantastic's broadcast. But, really--Oliver doesn't give two fucks. So.

Accelerator finally pulls away from the wall and moves over to Donnie, so he can get a look at the phone's screen. Sheesh, that's far. He frowns at what the GPS shows.

"Great," he says with a sigh. Apparently finding someone who could track her was only step one in this whole process. She isn't making this easy, though that shouldn't be surprising.

Leo leans in too, taking a look.

"Oh, is that Sunset Falls? Hey, I've been there!"

Mainly to party... which he probably hasn't mentioned to Donnie or Accelerator, actually. It was before either of them made it to this dimension, after all. At least it means he knows it, at least a little.

"I know all about wanting to keep track of people," says the guy who puts trackers on all his favorite people, usually without their consent.

Donnie casts a dry look at the witch at the apparent dismissal. "So that's it then, huh?"

Studying the phone's screen again, he nods at Leo's observation before pausing. "Wait, really? When?" And for what reason, that's really the question Donnie wants to ask because what is there to do around Sunset Falls?

"Okay team, so what's the plan?"

"Good luck, or whatever."

Because while he's not going anywhere, he is raising his own phone up. Unlocks the screen, and starts sending off a message to someone before he's opening another app to browse through short clips. He's self-entertaining.

"Assuming it's only going to be the three of us, we go to Sunset Falls and see if we can talk to her," Accelerator responds. It's far from the best plan, and he has no idea if having this witch guy there would help or hinder things. They're all flying blind here, and he hates it.

"It's got a pretty cool party scene, apparently. I went to some raves in a supposedly haunted warehouse."

He still refuses to admit that ghosts are real.

He nods at Accelerator, casting a glance at Oliver. He seems disinterested and so Leo doubts taking him would be much help.

"Let's hit it. We need to move before she leaves again."

Donnie'd agree on Accelerator's thoughts were he aware of them, but he's thinking along the same lines. He's not quite sure what their plan is short of trying to talk to her, but it's something, and at least Accelerator has some sort of connection to her.

"Why am I not surprised you went for a party," he says, rolling his eyes at Leo. He might however be of the same mind when it comes to the subject of ghosts.

He spares a quick glance back at Oliver, not that he can get on the guy's case when he's also one to default on playing with his phone at any given opportunity. "Thanks," he does say in afterthought, figuring at least that much needs be said. If anything magic-related comes up, at least they have options in who to bother.

"Agreed," Donnie nods as he looks back to the other two.

Chaos Gate, here they come!

[Closed] Is it Just Smoke and Mirrors?

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