Chapter Thirty-Five: Day's Happening part Three
Blade never left Jester's side when he was finally let out of critical condition, unfrozen and put into a soft bed with warm downy feathered blankets and fluffy cotton pillows. Jester was there for him when he was sick and he was going to return the favor.
He was amazed that Torch had slept through the whole ordeal, even when he was yelling his head off about having his clothes removed. He didn't want them to see him naked! All he had covering him was his pants, boots, shirt and the newly repaired trench coat.
Kokiri was getting fed up with Blade's noncompliance and removed the clothes magically and then forced Blade to lie down on the bed scanner.
"You cheater." Blade grumbled and the drawer was closed for the scan.
"I like Blade, but man, he can whine like the biggest baby." Kokiri sighed. "Call me when you need me." he said and excused himself back down to the beach.
Chug ran the scan and checked Blade's molecular structure to see how far the magic had gone. Kokiri was powerful because he allowed his core to course through every fiber, molecule, cells and bloodstream in his whole being. It was even in every single strand of hair and had just recently been added to his glasses. Put simply, Kokiri seemed to be the very essence of magic.
But because of this he was very careful about himself and who he gave his blood to. There were no samples of Kokiri's blood anywhere, nor were there any finger prints, any stool samples, dental records or any other records about Kokiri other than what he's accomplished. Kokiri wouldn't even allow himself to bleed for more than a few seconds. The only person in the whole universe he would entrust with his DNA was Chug, and he never shared either, he always carried them in his endless pockets. Thatvwas how Chugbwas able to have any amount of samples on his person.
Kokiri had also willed his DNA to always revert to plain water whenever someone else would draw his blood.
Blade didn't really have to be naked for this procedure, but it ran a lot quicker. His clothes weren't magical and it took time to sort through what had magic and what didn't. He knew the coat was magical because he had dipped its mother-fabric into a potion that was designed to respond to its owner's Will and the Will was stemmed from neural energy.
Chug was feeling more tired the longer he sat at his computer and he wanted to go back to sleep, so it was Naked Blade vs Clothed Blade, and naked won because it was less time consuming which meant he could get to bed sooner.
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Blade was stewing for a while in the drawer, watching the blue light of the scanner going over his naked self. He thought he was going to have tostand in front of the two brothers in his bare wood but the closed drawer helped with that bit of anger. Now he was brooding about the brother vanishing his clothes off of him without his consent. Why was he being scanned anyway? Jester was the one who was hurt. They should be scanning him.
The light stopped all of a sudden and the drawer opened where a towel was dropped over his waist before he was lifted out by a gloved hand and placed behind a private screen. Then his coat swirled around, putting itself on and buttoning itself.
"You're done. You can wait with Jester now." Chug said, placed Blade's hat back on his head and pointed him off in Jester's direction.
Blade saw a curtained off section on a bookshelf but no way to get over to it. He turned back to ask how to get over but the right sleeve of his coat pointed at a large round red coat button at the edge of the desk. He didn't move so the sleeve pushed it for him and a holo-bridge showed up. He turned back to the Kid but the coat started to slither off of him from the top and drag him towards the bridge.
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Chug had taken the ear piece out so could only hear frantic hissing from Blade. He didn't bother with him though because the molecular results from his scans showed an increase on Blade's core and was starting to spread out to his body.
The coat the Blade now owned was a magical one. One that was soaked in a special potion that made it fire resistent, absorb and store away heat for later use, morph into additional appendages like an extra limb or spider legs to climb walls, or wings; they could turn into shields and absorb energy particles. If the wearer was a magical being, the excess energy would sometimes be added to their cores, depending on how powerful they were. The shield would also extend to house another person or two (again, depending on the wearer), and it wasn't the only one. The fabric it came from was 12,000 square feet and had ten other siblings: red, blue, purple, white, brown and green, all producing special coats, jackets and capes.
But with every new owner they acted on their own. They didn't have minds of their own (like Dr. strange's cape), they worked from the wearer's desire. Blade wanted to see Jester but didn't know how to get across from the desk to the bookshelf so it showed him how with the bridge. When he didn't move, the coat then pulled him towards the bridge to take Blade to his desired goal.
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Blade screamed, yelled, shouted, kicked his feet and plunged his hook in the desk to try and stop his possessed coat from dragging him across the pink transparent bridge but all his hook in the desk to try and stop his possessed coat from dragging him across the pink-transparent bridge but his hook did was cause a jagged scratch across the desk's surface until there was no more desk and he was flung across the space and crashed into the bookshelf.
His coat then swirled back to his trench coat and helped him stand up. Blade pushed his hat out of his eyes and looked around and found that he was where he wanted to be. He quickly walked over to Jester's bed, finding a comfy deep blue wingback chair and sat down before anything else happened and heaved a siigh.
'What is the deal with this coat?' he thought and focused on his core to calm down. "Jester, have I got a story to tell you when you wake up." he muttered, falling asleep during his meditation.
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Torch woke up but didn't feel refreshed. He sat up, rubbed his eyes with his arms and did a mechanical yawn, alerting Chug to his presence. "Ah, mon doux petit enfant*," he said in a French accent and picked him up for a hug. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
Torch groaned and rested his head against Chug's chest.
"Oh, not feeling well, are you? I think there's an epidemic going on." Chug said and left with him to another room he had designated as the proper medical room. He set Torch down a on bed and proceeded to have a complete look at him.
The results were very similar to Jester's and he put out a call to his medical team to gather the remaining three roaming Toulons and have them escorted to the room for a full medical.
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Ten hours later . . .
Jester finally woke from his slumber and looked around to find Blade sitting in a deep blue wingback chair, apparently asleep. . . And somewhat naked. He didn't have his pants or his shoes on and he wondered what was up with that?
"Blade?" he whispered, still feeling sore from Torch's landing. "Blade," he called out again.
Blade stirred and looked up to see Jester looking at him. "Hey Little One, how are you feeling?" he asked.
"I'm still sore, but I'm also curious as to why you don't have any pants or shoes." Jester giggled and then winced in pain.
"Oh, I have the brother to thank for that. The little weasel." Blade grumbled and told Jester about the brothers' findings of their scans. Jester was surprised to know that he was developing his own core and that Blade's was growing. "And then while the kid was trying to move my arms out of the way to take my clothes the brother goes and waves them away as if they were a bothersome fly." Blade said, making Jester laugh, albeit gently. "Then they place me in the bottom drawer and closed it."
"How long were you in there for?" Jester asked.
"Not long, five minutes at least." Blade said and then told Jester about his coat dragging him across the desk and being flung towards the bookshelf.
"No way, your coat?" Jester asked.
"Yeah, I'd prove it to you if I knew how." Blade pouted and is coat responded by snaking off from the top and dragging him out of the chair and hanging him upside down, still facing Jester.
"Cor! I'd laugh my head off if I wasn't so badly injured." Jester grinned and his face spun from the excess energy.
"Don't you ever get dizzy from those?" Blade asked still hanging upside down.
"Not anymore. I used to when I was new and Six used to tease me endlessly about it, calling me a drunk and all, but Father told him off and banished him to the trunk for a couple of weeks without the formula." Jester answered.
"Harsh. Can I get down now?" Blade asked and was dropped, landing on his head, but was picked up, dusted and had his hat placed back on his head. The coat dusted it and tapped it down to a snug fit. "I think I may grow to like this coat." he said and looked around for his other clothes, finding them on an end table neatly folded, along with his boots.
"Do you feel well enough to walk around?" Blade asked.
Before Jester could answer, a rat wearing a doctor's robe entered and squeaked at them.
"Aw, look at the cute little thing!" Jester cooed, getting an annoyed look from the rat. "There was one just like this one on the shop when you were sick." he added.
The rat scribbled on its clipboard and gave it to Jester. 'It's still me.' the note read.
"Oh, hello again miss." Jester said and allowee the rat to do her duty.
He was confined to the bed for two more hours and had some weird smelling lavender color paste smothered over his stomach and then the rat left.
"Nice bed manners." Blade mumbled and stood up to stretch his legs.
They were surprised when the curtain was pulled back and the brother greeted them.
"Hello, the kid wants you two in the medical room. Your brothers all seem to have gotten sick and he would like to keep you lot together." Kokiri said and placed them on a floating device.
"So what's this thing called?" Blade asked.
"Trilobite. Bottom feeder of the Cambrian Age and was preyed upon quite frequently. The megalograptus being one of the hunters." Kokiri answered.
"Megalo-what?" Blade asked.
"Megalograptus. The red-scorpion ride." Kokiri said.
"And your ship?" Blade asked.
"Liopleuridon." Kokiri answered.
"What's paleontology?" Jester asked.
"The study of prehistoric life. Would you like me to bring all the books we have? Or would you prefer TV?" Kokiri asked.
Blade and Jester looked at each other. "The kid did say I needed to watch more TV." Jester said.
"I'm not really in the mood to watch cartoons." Blade said.
"So watch prehistoric documentation." Kokiri said and entered the elevator.
On the way down the elevator jolted a few times and stopped between the fourth and third floor.
"This place needs a major tune-up." Kokiri said and waved at the doors, walls and flooring to make an exit, stepping down to the third floor, returning everything back to the way itbwas before they heard the elevator's cord snap and crash to the ground.
"Still think I'm a cheat?" Kokiri asked, looking at Blade.
"When it came to my clothes, yeah. But this time I think I'll let it pass." Blade answered.
"Uh-huh, well, I'll have you guys set p in a section with a TV and you can pick from there." Kokiri said and entered a room that had beds upon beds lined up all along two walls. One wall with the windows had all the technical things like screens, scanners and computers. The last wall, to Kokiri's right, held Chug's potions and medicines and whatnots and his work space.
"Hey Kid, the last two need a TV." he said.
"Private section." Chug said and placed Pinhead on a table and scanned him.
"And the east elevator is broken, a snapped cable." Kokiri said and put Blade and Jester on a curtained off section that had a TV and a DVD library.
"One thing at a time. Could you bring in the trunks? Mine is in the backseat and their's is in the trunk." Chug said, finishing up with Pinhead and scanned Tunneler next.
Kokiri left the room to do as told.
"You seem to have a lot of control over your brother." Six said, he seemed to be the only one who hadn't gotten sick and was just waiting around the room while his brothers were scanned and processed. "What do you have on him?" he asked.
"Nothing. It gives him something to do." Chug said, reading over Tunneler's scan results.
"But your brother is able to give and take magic. How come you don't ask for some?" Six asked.
"I have magic of my own. I can control the earth and use its natural magic in my potions." Chug said.
"Control earth? As in cause earthquakes?" Six asked.
"Yep, but only if you piss me off. This hotel is located on a cliff and if it falls due to an earthquake, not only would it fall into the ocean below, the ocean will swallow it completely." Chug said.
Six thought about this and tried to figure out how to get in the Kid's good graces, and through him to Torch.
"I have a white silk frilly tutu on standby." Chug said, picking up on Six's neural readings.
Six immediately stopped his train of thought and tried to think of something else.
"Just come out and say why you want Torch back in his emotionless state." Chug said, finishing up with Tunneler and setting him next to Pinhead.
"What? I-I . . . I have no idea what you're talking about. You're crazy." Six chuckled nervously.
"Yes, I am, and don't you forget that. . . . Afzel." Chug said, grinning a maniacal grin at Six Shooter.
Six gulped and found himself back at square one: Which brother was more dangerous?
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*Ah, my sweet little child. (I'm using google translator.)
