Looking Out For Relics (Open)

As the Heran approached the center of the ruined structure, he carefully looked it over as he tried to figure out who or what could have been living up here. They obviously had to be able to fly, otherwise how would they get up and down from here? There didn't appear to be any obvious ladders or even the remnants of where such a thing could have been bolted into place. And they would have had to get down because there is clearly no way that they could have grown enough food up here to sustain themselves...

Although that theory may not be accurate either, as he wandered over to the site of what looked like a ruined plant base of some sort. Erbia knelt down and carefully looked it over, noting the scorch marks from battle that edged the pottery with only a single scrap of wood remaining to indicate anything had grown in this long trowel tray thing. "Huh..." he mused, tilting his head a little at a bump in the burned soil. With a very careful brush of his hand, he revealed a tiny little green shoot and chuckled. "Life finds a way eh? Well good luck to you." he said, standing up and beginning to wander around a little more. "Look at me, I'm talking to a damned plant now." Erbia said with a roll of his eyes.

He found himself eventually at the remains of what looked like it was the entrance to the main structure that used to reside here... Used to being the operative term judging by the crater that remained on the other side of the door frame. What had appeared to be a structure, now that he could get a closer look at it was actually just a collection of floating rubble. Whatever magic was going on here was powerful enough to create its own gravitational field even in this small a localised area. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end just thinking about it. He sighed and began to make his way back to the others.

Rassica picked up some debris and carefully placed it over to one side, beginning the process of trying to excavate anything she could from her side of the remains of these odd floating magical ruins. The whole place set her hair and fur on edge, and as a faint scream seemed to fill the air the Saiyan couldn't help but find herself shuddering at the whole scenario. "The sooner we're done here the better..." she grumbled. The fact that she felt like something else was here with them was really not helping the creeped out factor of this whole place.

Korla looked over towards the other two, frowning slightly at the screaming wind of this place before her scouter picked up something rather erratic. "Hey boss, whilst you were standing staring into space for the last few minutes, we've got some kind of company. I think..." the Broljin called over.

The Heran raised an eyebrow as he and the Saiyan made their way over towards her to reconvene. "A few minutes? What are you talking about, we've been here for at least an hour." he assured her, looking worriedly at the concerned and puzzled looks both of his crew were giving him.

"Erbia, we have been here for only a few minutes. Check the chronometers if you want... Are you okay?" the Saiyan asked him, with Korla double checking every single device between them. The findings were... strange to say the least. Both Rassica and Korla's own devices were still in synch with one another, but Erbia's was a full hour ahead the two of them. He regarded the two of them and this apparent evidence.

Any other time and place and he'd think they were trying to pull some kind of weird prank on him, but this was neither the time nor the place for that kind of behaviour... and the two of them knew it. Combined with the fact that they genuinely looked concerned as well, which is something that rarely happens with Rassica... Erbia glanced back to the spot where he had apparently been standing for an hour slash minutes.

"Maybe whatever magic is being used to keep this place afloat, is also affecting the flow of time in certain places?" the Broljin suggested, the Saiyan and the Heran looking at each other and shrugging. It's about as good a theory as anything either of them could come up with. They knew from past experiences that flying near-ish to a black hole could cause some temporal issues due to the gravity or something like that... So, that could be what was going on here as well?

"If wrecking this place made it all... fritzy with time and gravity..." Rassica began to postulate, "What the hell was this place like when it was in one piece?" she inquired. The three of them fell into silence, with the only interrupting sound being Korla's scouter pinging off whatever was bouncing around out there... If anything was bouncing around out there at all, and wasn't some magical echo of something before or after all of this destruction.

"I'm starting to see why Derry put the Accords into place after this place got wrecked, assuming that time and gravity here worked in some kind of controlled way before whoever or whatever did a number on it." the Heran mused, rubbing his chin in thought. What really intrigued him was the notion that somehow, someway, a bunch of ancient Earthlings had managed to through magic gain control over time and gravity somehow...

Assuming of course that that was what was going on here. For all any of them knew it was just weird gravity magic screwing around with time like pseudo black holes. But even if that weren't the case... why didn't the rest of the Earth have this kind of ability? Or was it even Earthling made in the first place? And if not... then who the hell could have this kind of power?

Korla glanced at her Scouter as the energy signature it had been reading earlier ping ponging around the place had stopped ricocheting around, and was now just... floating above them? The Broljin looked at the other two who looked at her and each of them slowly nodded. They could sense it properly now as well, and all three of them looked over towards the source of the energy, with Erbia visibly grimacing and sighing as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "A bloody Majin. Course..." he grumbled.

The silver haired woman with the Scouter gave a light chuckle and shrugged. "At least that explains why the reading was so erratic. Gumball was probably playing pinball with the floating debris." she surmised, looking back at the Majin and tilting her head curiously as it asked about what magic was going on here. "I wonder... hold on little fella." she called over, as she collected a set of small pebble sized rocks.

The Saiyan raised an eyebrow at Korla's collecting. "What are you playing at Korla?" she inquired, although she and the Heran both soon found out what it was their crewmember had planned. The Broljin closed one eye as she took a careful aim and one at a time threw the stones in the general direction of the floating Majin. Not aiming for him specifically, but the air around and in front of him... Some of the stones sailed past without an issue, but others... Some became just as stuck in the air as he was.

Erbia folded his arms across his chest as he looked at the new set of floating rocks. "...Didn't we walk through that space earlier when we got here?" he asked, Rassica blinking and double checking in her own head the path the trio had taken. Korla meanwhile had a big grin on her face and emphatically nodded.

"Correct! I'm guessing that whatevers going on here shifts and moves, like little pockets of gravity, or in other cases anti-gravity." she surmised, holding a finger up as she stood there with a smug look on her face.

And stood there with a smug look on her face.

And stood there.

And stood there.

Not. Blinking. Even. Once.

Both the Heran and the Saiyan looked at each other in confused concern before looking back at Korla. A moment more passed and the Broljin gave a sudden shiver before vomiting on the spot. "Blegh... Okaaaay! That was... urgh..." she said, quickly grabbing her upper arms and hugging herself tight.

"Are you alright?!" asked Erbia, Rassica moving over carefully towards Korla and giving her a visual physical as it were. He turned his attention back to the Majin for a moment, then noticed that some of the rocks that the Broljin had thrown earlier were now on the ground.

"I'm fine... I think... Just... Urgh, you two looked like you were moving at hyperspeed or something from my perspective." Korla explained, glancing up at the Majin currently stuck in the air. "If this place's magic is really something to do with gravity, and wrecking it made it unhinged or unstable... We could be standing on a veritable time bomb. Possibly literally if the dilation effect is as random as that sudden pocket was."

The two fighters looked at her for a moment, each of them trying to reach the same level of understanding of the potential quantum mechanics going on here before Erbia simply sighed and shook his head. "Bloody magic. Alright, well... how the hell do we help our pink friend here?" he asked, gesturing up towards the Majin. "Wait for whatever pocket he's stuck in disappears?" he asked, somewhat sarcastically. He blinked and his mouth dropped open a little as Korla gave a weak smile and simply nodded. "...Seriously?" The Broljin nodded again, and the Saiyan facepalmed.

"Incoming!" shouted Erbia, and all three of them moved out of the way as the Majin suddenly hurtled towards the door frame, with all of them wincing at the sound of the impact. Even with their rubbery physique that still had to hurt... Of course the sympathy vanished the second the bastard tried to blame them for what was going on here. "Hey, we didn't cause this shite alright?!" the Heran declared, staring the pink bubblegum boi down.

"We came here to try and figure out why an old ruin getting wrecked would be a trigger for the Accords getting set up." the Broljin quickly explained, hoping to try and ease the tensions simmering, nay, boiling between them right now. "Now this is just a theory," she said holding up a finger to try and forestall any questions for the moment as she tried to explain, "but given what we have all been experiencing here, best guess is that this place when it was in one piece had some kind of ancient magical version of a gravity chamber."

Rassica and Erbia looked at Korla for a moment, the notion pondering through their minds. "That sounds like a stretch. Who the hell would make a gravity chamber all the way up here?" asked the Saiyan. "You need to fly to get up here in the first place, and from what we've seen, about ninety nine percent of this worlds population can't even use their energy." she said dismissively.

The green skinned woman sighed and rubbed her nose. "For that very reason exactly. You need to be able to reach here to make use of it, assuming that that was what this place was. Some kind of ancient magical training ground... I mean, you two won't let me near the chamber on the ship now will you outside of repairs?" she pointed out, both of the warriors rubbing the backs of their heads at the logic of it all.

"You know I hate it when you make a damned good point..." the Heran grumbled, although there wasn't any spite to it. Korla merely grinned and stuck her tongue out at him in response. Erbia sighed and looked around. "So, ancient magical version of a gravity chamber, it gets totaled by whoever or whatever wrecked this place, and now its just... misfiring or something?" he asked, trying to get to grips with the situation up here.

Korla merely shrugged. "Seems that way boss... which means, that any magical loot that may still be here is probably not worth the risk trying to nab. If we get stuck in a pocket of misfired gravity, who knows how long it'd last for..." she pointed out, sighing as she ran a hand through her hair. Erbia and Rassica both gave her a deadpan look. "What? Oh come on, he's clearly here for the same reason as we are! I mean, what else would anyone come out here for eh?" the silver haired woman asked, gesturing to the Majin.

All three of them raised an eyebrow simultaneously as the Majin tried to play itself off as some kind of cool character, the slicking back of its head tentacle tendril thing like it was hair was the main giveaway. Korla however looked triumphant as they confirmed what she had suspected, that they all shared the same goal of trying to find and collect any magical relics that may still reside here in these ruins. However that triumphant look soon turned into a frown as the Majin tried to dismiss her theory about a gravity chamber.

"You got a better idea then about what used to be up here then?" the Broljin asked him, practically daring him to come up with a theorem of his own. The arguement of gravity chambers being solely a thing of science and nothing of magic could be made of a similar thing irked her to no end. It was a good theory damn it! When the Majin clapped his hands and a large cloud of smoke emerged from the air, all three of them tensed as if preparing for a fight... before seeing that his solution was some kind of oversized fan-ish device.

"So your solution is to-" Rassica began to ask, right as the Majin pressed a button and the machine sprang into life and began to start making some kind of sucking and whirling sounds! "Rebreathers!" she called out, all three of them grabbing a small mask-like device with a pair of canisters on either side of it from their respective pouches. Each of them strapped them over their mouths and noses, which would help enable them to still breathe in case this little pink bastards machine sucked up more than just whatever weird magic was going on.

And if it was sucking up any and all errant magic going on up here, then it may just also take in whatever damned field was keeping the air up here breathable! At least that was the trio's immediate line of thinking. "Does that thing of yours discriminate between what should be up here and what shouldn't be?!" Erbia called out over the noise of the machine.

The trio of mercenary pirates looked around as whatever the machine the Majin had summoned was definitely doing... something! For a moment it felt like they all became a lot heavier as the excess gravity pockets that were appearing now and again earlier were apparently being dragged into the machine! But then came something that apparently he hadn't accounted for... The air up here. Whilst the three of them were fine with their rebreather masks, the little guy didn't have that same tech help... Although the machine wasn't just going for the gravity magic floating around!

"Bloody magic, what the hell is that machine doing now?!" roared the Heran as the area around them began to grow darker, in spite of it being the middle of the damned day! And not just an overcast cloud kind of dark, or hell, even a night time kind of dark! Whatever that machine was the Majin had conjured up was apparently literally eating up the light around them itself! Even the void of space had more light to it than what this machine was leaving them!

Erbia snarled as he conjured up a ball of energy, but the light from that seemed to get whisked away as well! "Okay, anyone got any ideaaa-hey!? What the hell now?!" he called out as suddenly all the gravity simply stopped applying to them and all of them began to float upwards! Korla fired off her rocket boots whilst the other two worked on trying to remain in one spot through their own ability to fly via energy. It was working to a degree, but they were still shifting somehow. It was like flying around in space whilst under water or something...

"Whatever his machine is doing, it doesn't seem able to tell the difference between what it's supposed to be "consuming" versus what it shouldn't be!" the Broljin surmised, sounding absolutely terrified of the prospects of that thing deciding it might want to go after the more physical things next i.e. them!

"Okay, that thing has to go! Now!" the Saiyan declared, the other two nodding, at apparently the same time as the Majin deciding that this plan of theirs was not the best one after all! As the Majins blast collided with the device he had created, Erbia quickly lassoed his crew together to him with strings of energy and placed himself between them and the ensuing detonation, powering up to his maximum strength in the process! They were his crew, and he'd be damned if he was going to let them take the hit from this damned thing!

Erbia's vision was fading in and out as he tried to hold onto a state of consciousness after taking the brunt of that explosion. The Heran's own durable body had managed to help him survive, and by extension his crew... but damn was this going to be a bitch to heal even with the healing tank on the ship... Rassica and Korla were relatively unscathed, and were both currently supporting the Heran as they looked around the immediate area.

"Well... things are going back to how they were before the Majin used that machine of his." the Broljin surmised, the Saiyan meanwhile gritting her teeth and growling under her breath. They could just about see off in the distance the Majin reforming itself after the explosion, and eventually looking none the worse for wear. The two women looked at each other, then back at their captain, then at the wreckage of this floating towering ruin, and both nodded at one another.

Whatever treasures or loot there may still be lurking in this place, was nowhere near the effort of dealing with these gravity pockets or a Majin that was literally willing to blow itself up in the process of trying to attempt to solve said magical issues. Korla gave a little mock salute to the Majin before both she and Rassica began the process of flying back to their waiting ship, with Erbia in tow. Maybe another time... once they can figure out this magic crap a little bit better and a way to defend against it.