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Rune Tiares [RP Thread]; Book I: Ischus
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Topic Started: Dec 26 2012, 10:09 PM (2,866 Views)
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Location Alvar Academy for Young Mages; Sefirah Date September 7th Time 13:00 hour
The day many juvenile mages across the realm had been waiting for finally arrived. The Alvar Academy had opened it's gates for all of it's students, both returning and new. Hugs and tears were exchanged as parents stood with their teens while they said their goodbyes before the students were escorted through the 70 ft crystal gates that surrounded the campus. It seemed that even some of the academy's own staff were moved by the precious moments exchanged between parents and their almost grown offspring. Students mingled amongst themselves making their introductions or those who have returned for their second and third years sharing the events of their summer.
"...It's so beautiful..." a young raven haired woman sniffled with her hands clasped together and her eyes shedding tears as her heart was moved. "It's like this every year...the beginning of the semester and graduation. I just....I just can't take it! Can you feel the love radiating around us, Veronica?" the woman asked whilst looking to her blonde companion. The blonde woman seemed less than amused by her friend's bleeding heart and merely closed her eyes and shook her head at the other's blubbering.
"I feel like this day needs to speed up. The orientation ceremony is always so draining...then next week is the festival....it's just going to be a long two weeks, Raina." the blonde woman opened her eyes once more as more students passed by her. Specifically a few males that seemed to earn a grunt of appreciation from her. "Though perhaps it won't be as bad as it's been playing out in my mind..."
"...They're students, Veronica." Raina's eyes narrowed. "Minors."
"I'm trying to figure out when the hell 16 and 17 year olds started getting built like that. Is there some new potion supplement that's been circling around on the drug scene?" Veronica pondered.
"I think it's called well balanced diet and exercise." Raina replied nonchalantly. "But I believe it is time for us to head to Galdr Hall. The Grand Master will be starting the ceremony soon."
"Very well. Let's get this day over with." Veronica nodded and walked the paved path from the gates towards the main entrance of the academy with Raina in tow. Meanwhile four shadowed figures stood upon the grand arches set before the school. Two human shaped, the other two no larger than puppies. A single ray of the sun's light partially revealed their appearance: two males; one sporting sparkling gold chest exposed armor, his left hand rested upon his hip. Next to him stood the other figure who was slightly taller, more red samurai-like attire, headband dancing in the wind while his arms were folded over his chest. At their feet were two small winged mammals. One rainbow colored with butterfly like wings and feathery moth-like antennae, the other possessed white shaggy fur with feathered wings and several horns protruding from it's head.
"Veronica Elwyn and Raina Oakley...two of Alvar's finest instructors...yet I cannot say I miss them." the gold clad warrior shook his head as his sight left the two teachers and looked down to his furred companions. "Falk...are they here?"
"They're close." the white furred creature responded and raised his muzzle to the air, taking in a strong whiff. "Very close. Though they're not the only ones here..." he growled lowly.
"I figured that." the young man responded with a small frown. "This day will prove to be a test for them then. But we still need to retrieve her. We will not stand a chance for what's ahead without her powers. Iris," he glanced down to the rainbow schemed creature to his left. "I will need you to make a trip to Earth."
"Not a problem. " Iris nodded. "I will not let you down, my lords." she spoke to both men before her fluttering wings picked her up from the arch and began to carry her into the distance, leaving a trail of sparkles in her wake.
"Way to be obvious, Iris." the gold clad male sighed scrubbing a hand over his face. "Until she gets back, we just play the waiting game. " his lips curled into a small smirk as his might went to thinking of a certain gloomy prince of darkness who would be making his appearance here under his instruction. "Soon, my friend your destiny will become clear."
"...You're thinking of another guy and smirking." Falk said rather bluntly as he looked up to the other male clad in red and white. "Are you okay with this?"
"...Shut up, Falk." the male in gold sweat dropped.
Location Portland, Maine Date September 7th Time 12 am
"SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!"
The crowd cheered through the pulsing music blaring through the speakers. The youth of Portland High School had gathered for their last party of the summer before the new school year. The drinks were poured and small glasses of tequila were passed out amongst the those in attendance. They were immediately knocked back and hands reached for more. The foam and bubbles poured from the machine onto the party hostess' pool deck leaving all in it's wake covered in suds. They didn't seem to care as they continued to dance, high on life....some high on other things.
"Like, Gretchen throws the most rad parties ever! This totally rocks!" said a black haired girl. Her name was Bianca Christensen, also known as the Party Rat as she was seen at every party thrown in by the student body and even some college kids despite not really knowing them. She was about 3 beers and 4 tequila shots into the night and showed no signs of stopping soon.
"Lucille! Like, get over the mopey attitude! Clean up your grump and have another drink! You've been nursing that Vodka and Cranberry for the last hour! Seriously!" she shouted to the blonde girl posted against the wall next to her with a red plastic cup in hand. Her hair was tied back into twin pigtails held in place by black and purple bands. Silver crescent moons dangled from the lobes of her ears and her attire for the evening consisted of a simple black halter top dress with a pink cardigan sweater and a pair of black heeled sandals.
"O-M-G. Okay, like so what if you came here with Austin and Gretchen totally kidnapped and took him to her room and they haven't been seen for the past 2 hours. Like, get over it. There are plenty of other guys here!" Bianca laughed.
"..." Lucille shot a side glance to Bianca. "Aside from the fact that Austin and I have been dating for the past 3 weeks? Forgive me if I'm a bit miffed!" the blonde shouted. "Stupid Gretchen and her big fancy house, candy red mercedes, fat checking account, perfect tanned skinned and sculpted body..."
"Don't forget flawless hair like silk..." Bianca added.
"Not helping!" Lucille threw her cup to the ground, spilling it's contents.
"O-M-G! What is wrong with you!? That was a good vodka and cranberry! You criminal!" Bianca screamed.
"Whatever." Lucille sighed stepping over the mess. "It's 12 am....I'm heading home. I have to....keep looking for the college I want to attend. You know, sophomore year, it's time to get cracking on that stuff."
"...You're just going to go home, lock your doors, turn down all the lights and watch Magic Mike." Bianca responded with a smirk. "Then you'll get depressed over Austin, cry and then eat whatever you have left of the tub of Oreo ice cream you have in your freezer."
"....You don't know me!" Lucille pointed to the other girl as her expression expressed hurt. Yes, it seemed Bianca knew her far too well and she did not appreciate being read like she had been. "Enjoy the party." were her final words before storming off from the pool deck...but not before grabbing a doughnut for the road from the table of party food that had been set up.
Lucille stormed through the pint sized mansion that was Gretchen Johnson's home and exited through the front door. Only half the doughnut remained as she shuffled through the front lawn. Before the final bite could be taken, the blonde found herself eating green as she tripped over a sprinkler and fell face forward into the grass.
"...damn it, even her grass is perfect!" she thought while finding it irresistible to not nuzzle her face against the softness of the lawn. After a few moments she finally rolled over onto her back and released a soft sigh as she started up into the night sky. Viewing the moon and the stars. They were so gorgeous that night and it would have been romantic to view them with Austin....if he hadn't been taken by Gretchen.
"...huh?" Lucille's eyes squinted as she could see an intense shine of bright light in the distance. Perhaps it was an airplane? Though it seemed too eerie for that to be the case. Her eyes closed for another moment before opening them again.
"..." Her body stiffened as her eyes were now locked with rainbow furred creature. The very same from before. It's butterfly wings fluttering to keep it hovered above the girl. While the creature wore an expression of gentleness, Lucille's face was frozen with wide-eyed terror. "Oh god....they spiked the punch. I knew someone would. I shouldn't have had any!" she whined. "I'm tripping balls....seeing mutated Care Bears..."
"Actually...I'm not a Care Bear. I'm a Ku-Sith and my name is Iris!" the creature's smiled widened as it chuckled. "I've come for you, Lucille."
"...And...you talk? Oh man, my brain is going to be swiss cheese by the time whatever was in that punch wears off...." the blonde whined.
(( OOC: Loooong post but needed to set up. Yes, Avalon's time is basically military time and it's 12 hours ahead of the EST Timezone, woo.
Alright, so it's orientation weekend at the Academy, so everyone should be arriving on campus which is huge. It's easily about 5 miles in diameter. In front of the main entrance through the gates is the main courtyard complete with a large sparkling white water fountain.
Feel free to have your characters meet each other or make up some NPC students to mingle with since this is a school setting and classmates are kind of important to have. Your characters could have probably even noticed and grew suspicious of Iris' sparkling trail left in the sky as she ventured through a portal to Earth.
Kuno, feel free to have Wanda do her thing and creep on the kiddies and festivities. ))
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KunojiLym
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Dec 27 2012, 06:25 PM
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"Long name and title... Mine is Andromalius. Ketu Andromalius... I don't shake hands."
"Ketu Andromalius," Faroosa repeated. "An intriguing name. Oh, is it not the local custom to shake hands when greeting people? In Xian, we usually greet people by-"
"N-no! No, it's fine. I'm sure where you come from is a great place. Just spare me the details."
The girl shrugged, and withdrew her hand. "I suppose that it is a lot of information to take in at once. Perhaps when we are situated in a more conducive environment."
"I just come from a simple place called Eden. Less regal-sounding than your world, and a lot more... Troubled. About the only thing I can say with pride about it, is that my mom and dad were heroes there, along with a bunch of others."
"Eden." Faroosa tapped her chin. "In one of the primitive backwaters of the Milky Way, Eden is considered a birthplace and the beginning of man by at least three native religions. The founding myths depict Eden as a paradise from which man fell and lost his innocence. However, you described your Eden as 'troubled', implying that there exist serious sociological and societal problems in your homeworld inconsistent with the idea of a paradise, even a temporal one. For this reason, I am 86.76% sure that the Eden that I have read of does not refer to the same Eden that you hail from, but that is the only Eden that I am aware of. You also mention that your paternal units along with 'a bunch of others' are deemed to be 'heroes' in your homeworld. Given your earlier description of 'troubled', it is reasonable to presume that such heroism is related to this group of people engaging in its physical expression, that is to say, the expression of distinguished courage and/or ability in the face of great difficulties, the execution of daring deeds and the exhibition of noble qualities that excite awe and admiration. Of course, there is a 22.45% chance that you refer to the other meaning of 'hero', meaning a being of extraordinary prowess and beneficence who has come to be worshiped as a local divinity. Both will explain the subsequent expression of your paternal units' latent potential in your person, leading to your enrollment in an establishment renowned for the nurturing of powerful young magicians."
The tapping paused, and now the girl renewed her gaze on Ketu with intensity. "I am curious about the potential that you may or may not have expressed. Please elaborate in depth on its specific forms and ways of expression, and feel free to include speculations or knowledge of its actual basis." She glanced briefly above. "My readings of the stratospheric illumination alignment indicate that we have but 13.4 local minutes before the necessity of attending the unreasonable occupation of time-space resources known as an 'orientation ceremony'."
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Dec 27 2012, 08:09 PM
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"I suppose that it is a lot of information to take in at once. Perhaps when we are situated in a more conducive environment."
Tokio's eyes adopted a more flat expression, looking elsewhere as she spoke about it being too much information to take in. He didn't doubt that one... Evidently, she also didn't get the hint to either talk less, or summarize what she said in layman's terms. How she'd gone this far without anyone telling her to shut up, or worse, had amazed him. He was almost certain someone could have told her that by this point. God knew what other problems she had about herself.
The feeling of regret welled up once more, as she began to go into a long explanation once more. About HIS world, no less. All he could think of as she rattled on was... 'How?'
"Eden. In one of the primitive backwaters of the Milky Way, Eden is considered a birthplace and the beginning of man by at least three native religions. The founding myths depict Eden as a paradise from which man fell and lost his innocence. However, you described your Eden as 'troubled', implying that there exist serious sociological and societal problems in your homeworld inconsistent with the idea of a paradise, even a temporal one. For this reason, I am 86.76% sure that the Eden that I have read of does not refer to the same Eden that you hail from, but that is the only Eden that I am aware of. You also mention that your paternal units along with 'a bunch of others' are deemed to be 'heroes' in your homeworld. Given your earlier description of 'troubled', it is reasonable to presume that such heroism is related to this group of people engaging in its physical expression, that is to say, the expression of distinguished courage and/or ability in the face of great difficulties, the execution of daring deeds and the exhibition of noble qualities that excite awe and admiration. Of course, there is a 22.45% chance that you refer to the other meaning of 'hero', meaning a being of extraordinary prowess and beneficence who has come to be worshiped as a local divinity. Both will explain the subsequent expression of your paternal units' latent potential in your person, leading to your enrollment in an establishment renowned for the nurturing of powerful young magicians."
On one hand, Tokio couldn't help but visibly facepalm at Faroosa. On the other hand, however, what she said wasn't that far off the mark. Maybe she really did have some correct knowledge of his home world. "It's a paradise in the sense that those that live there can find everything they need to make their lives comfortable. Some just take advantage of that and use it to cause trouble though." he muttered, now removing his face from his palm. "Yeah, you can say man fell and lost his innocence for sure, considering everything that's happened there." he added.
"Yeah, there are alot of problems... Other inhabitants of the world using their powers for pathetic ends, monsters consistent with descriptions of demons, and the like. Even the figures that would pass as angels here are assholes." he muttered, before he continued to expound upon Faroosa's explanation of his parents acts of heroism. "Well... It's kind of both, really. They went out of their way and went throughout the world looking for something, and kept getting dragged into things. They corrected more problems than they caused, thankfully. As far as the second description is concerned, after everything they did in the world, they're a little more well-known... For better or worse."
"I am curious about the potential that you may or may not have expressed. Please elaborate in depth on its specific forms and ways of expression, and feel free to include speculations or knowledge of its actual basis. My readings of the stratospheric illumination alignment indicate that we have but 13.4 local minutes before the necessity of attending the unreasonable occupation of time-space resources known as an 'orientation ceremony'."
At that, Tokio turned away. "I... I don't know what kind of potential I have. When I was old enough to understand what it meant, mom and dad found out I inhabited their power and mixed it, but I had no control over it. Things tended to end... Disastrously when I tried tapping into my power." he grumbled, folding his arms. He didn't like having no control over his powers. Whether it was causing large quantities of malicious energy to suddenly explode in places he didn't want it to, or causing frenzied plants to erupt in unsuspecting places and wreak havoc, it only reminded him that he'd never be as good as his parents without being refined.
"My powers... It's the ability to manipulate darkness, and the ability to manipulate nature, rolled into one. However, I can't seem to trigger them both at the same time... So mom and dad enrolled me here to hopefully allow me to refine my powers." he finished. He then looked to Faroosa. "What about you? What are your powers?"
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Dec 27 2012, 08:49 PM
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Location Alvar Academy for Young Mages; Sefirah Date September 7th Time 13:00 hour
"Another guy?" his eyebrow quirked, before he grinned broadly. "I can assure you, he isn't as cute as me,"
"...Are we really discussing this? It's not as if the universe is at stake or anything." the gold clad male responded looking to the other male with a raised brow. "We leave this in Iris' hands...for now we take our leave. We'll be contacted if needed. I just hope everything will work out."
"I believe in Iris." Falk responded. "She will fulfill her task with flying colors. No pun intended. You know, since she's all rainbow..." Falk paused in his words looking up at the two males and cleared his throat. "Wrong choice of words I suppose. My apologies."
"...Let's just leave." The gold clad warrior spoke with a sigh. The horns on Falk's head began to glow, opening a golden portal before the three walked through, disappearing from the scene.
Location Portland, Maine Date September 7th Time 12 am
"Alright. So...you're still here. Shouldn't I be seeing other weird stuff by now?" Lucille asked the creature as she sat up from the grass. "...You're all cute and stuff...is your face going to melt off, leaving only the skull?"
"..." Iris stared blankly at the teen for a moment. This was who she was supposed to bring back to Avalon to unite the new Rune Mages? Despite pretty much deciding that the magic universe was probably doomed, she would attempt to hold on to a small bit of hope that this girl wasn't as stupid as she came off at the moment. She took in a breath and decided to go on with telling the truth. "Lucille...daughter of Avner and Celena of Caelstra. You have been chosen by fa-"
"Aw man! My doughnut got dirt on it!" Lucille whined picking up the half eaten treat from the lawn. "...It's past the 5 second rule...but...maybe if I wiped it off with a napkin...but that would probably only spread the dirt...what do you think, Pokemon?"
"...I am not a pokemon! I am a Ku-Sith!" Iris huffed.
"Cat-Sith? He sucks. Yuffie and Red XIII all the way." Lucille replied.
"Okay, listen!" Iris yelled. This was going to be impossible if the girl really thought she was having a bad drug trip....or maybe that could be used for an advantage to get her through the portal. "Alright. You had too much to drink...this is all a dream..."
"Well, I knew that!" Lucille smiled.
"Yes." Iris eye rolled. "And...I need you to be a hero in this dream. There are several other worlds in peril. Guardians of this world have sleeping powers that will soon awaken. They need you to unite them..."
"...Why's that? Is it because....I'm absolutely gorgeous?" Lucille beamed cupping her own cheeks and blowing a kiss. "Super cool? Have more passion for fashion than a Bratz doll?"
"Er...yeah." Iris fought the urge to face palm with her paw. "You're just...amazing Lucille. Now all I need for you to do is step through this portal..." Iris said as the feathered antennae on her head began to glow . A bright silver light appeared before the two. The teen found herself entranced by the magical energy. A light shudder going through her body, as she wrapped her arms to her chest and while a warm feeling arose within her core.
"Though you were raised on Earth, you are not of this world. You were brought here as an infant for your protection." Iris smiled. "A power dwells within. Can you feel it inside? Do you feel the power deep within your core?"
"...Yes..." Lucille said in a gentle monotone. "...And that's what he said..."
"..." the last statement was the last straw for the creature. She wasted no more words and opted to float up and drop kick the blonde teen through the portal. "I swear..." the creature grumbled before zipping in with the portal closing behind her.
Location Alvar Academy for Young Mages; Sefirah Date September 7th Time 13:05 hour
As Lucille fell, her cries had been drowned out by the dimensional jump. A bright silver light came to appear within the courtyard of the academy. More specifically in front of certain blue haired teen before the fountain. The portal reopened spewing out it's blonde passenger, The blonde fell onto the boy, his face pressed into her chest as both teens tumbled into the crystal waters of fountain with a loud splash.
"Lucille!?" Iris exited the portal as it closed behind her, looking frantically around for the girl while a crowd gathered around the fountain to investigate the ruckus. She looked below to see the blonde sprawled atop some young boy in the fountain, both looked dazed from the fall. A few of the gathered students found the scene rather hilarious as laughter began to spread. The Ku-Sith couldn't help but be amused by it too and released a hearty laugh. "Teeheeee, whoops! My bad! Are you okay?"
"...This dream sucks...." Lucille whined with spirals in her eyes.
((OOC: Interaction continues! The loners can walk over to to the fountain to see what's going. They may even notice Iris and become intrigued since Ku-Siths are a rare species to be seen in a place as public the Academy. ))
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Dec 27 2012, 09:24 PM
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It was an academy where people were to become mages. It should have been no one's surprise when something unusual occured there. However, Adamah could not help but feel such when a strange beam of light appeared before him on his way to enter the academy building. Curiosity killed the cat here, as he quirked an eyebrow and leaned forward to inspect it. "What's this...?"
The surprise came next, however, as the sound of... Yelling(?) began to steadily grow louder... Before a female was ejected from the portal. He didn't even have time to form a thought before his face made contact with squishy pillows, the speed at which they hit him knocking him off his feet and into the fountain behind him with a splash. All he could see was stars for the moment, mixed with darkness as his vision was blocked. He felt he could vaguely hear the voice of something calling out to someone else. From the sound of it, they weren't calling his name. "Ugh..."
"...This dream sucks...."
Slowly pulling his head back from her chest, he sat up slightly before he realized... Just how compromising their position was, and everyone that was looking at him. Struggling to keep his composure despite the red tint on his cheeks, he raised his hand to wave at her slightly. "Um... T-this isn't a dream... C-c-could you maybe... Try to get up...?" he asked slowly and quietly. Far be it from him to say it, but he really did enjoy what had happened. Just... Not with so many people watching. Looking the girl's features over, she was quite beautiful. Hair of blonde and eyes of a royal violet color, she looked like she could have been a princess of some sort... Were it not for her clothes and her manner of speaking.
He looked down and frowned slightly, trying to pull his hips down just a bit from hers. Any further, and things would be really uncomfortable for him, he felt.
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Dec 27 2012, 10:23 PM
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Faroosa listened attentively as Ketu confirmed her theories on his homeworld. It was nice to know that she had been right, again, but it would had been far more interesting if she had been wrong. Still, the additional detail supplied allowed her to build a more complete picture.
"So it is a fallen paradise. This is a trope common in the majority of advanced civilisations. There have been many and various literary expressions of the theme, and it is not surprising, since mortals will always strive towards perfection, and yet they will always fall short, or prove themselves unequal to the impossible ideal. Yet it is that yearning for the ideal that drives the advancements of much in civilisation as well as scientific advancement." She was about to go on further, but Ketu had moved on to talk of his abilities.
"I... I don't know what kind of potential I have. When I was old enough to understand what it meant, mom and dad found out I inhabited their power and mixed it, but I had no control over it. Things tended to end... Disastrously when I tried tapping into my power. My powers... It's the ability to manipulate darkness, and the ability to manipulate nature, rolled into one. However, I can't seem to trigger them both at the same time... So mom and dad enrolled me here to hopefully allow me to refine my powers."
The gleam in the purple-haired girl's eyes was back in full force. "A mixture of nature and darkness? This is the first time I have heard of such a combination, though there have been instances in the past where mages have wielded powers with dual aspects. I will be greatly interested in investigating the implications of this synthesis in rigorous detail."
"What about you? What are your powers?"
Faroosa smiled, evidently pleased with the interest in her abilities. "Based on my extensive research, I believe I command dominion over materials of or relating to wood. However, I have not yet been able to harness this power to the fullest of its potential, which is one reason why I am here in this establishment. In the meantime, I am able to perform simple cantrips. Allow me to enact a demonstration."
She reached into a small satchel slung across her shoulder, and pulled out a battered-looking moleskin. Flipping through the pages revealed a density of notes and equations crammed into every possible space, in tiny yet unruly handwriting resembling so many strings twisted together in a hopeless tangle. After a short moment, she reached a blank page, which she casually tore out before returning the moleskin to its resting place.
"Paper in its traditional form is an extract of wood pulp," she stated, by way of explanation. "It is currently the only medium that I can manipulate to a certain degree of dexterity. Observe."
In her hands, the piece of paper shuddered, before it began folding upon itself in ever-more intricate ways. At the end of it, a tiny but beautiful dragon rested in her palm.
"I am able to animate the construct, but only so long as I maintain contact with the material," the girl continued, as the dragon rustled its wings to prove her point. "I am also unable thus far to manipulate the material itself on a more fundamental molecular level, so for instance the construct is vulnerable to the wet-"
A yell and a splash, and both Faroosa and Ketu found themselves drenched by the impact of a certain tumbling girl and her hapless target. The dragon, soaked as well, drooped down, sagging into a ruin.
"-as thus amply demonstrated," Faroosa continued, seemingly not at all bothered by her state of wetness, or of the way that said wetness suddenly made translucent her expensive silk cheongsan, showing the outlines of what was beneath. Thankfully she was wearing lingerie...
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Dec 28 2012, 04:08 AM
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Looking around, Azhrarn decided that the time to leave the no more comfortable, no more quiet, spot on his bench had come. Mostly due to the flesh and bones equivalent of a falling star hitting a poor lad and soaking both of them into the fountain's water.
The prince ignored the soaked couple though, as he noticed something that seemed to be a Specimen of Ku-Sith, something his late lover used to talk about a lot in her extreemely sweet moments between activities that held more interest to the Darkness World dweller. Just having heard of such marvellous and sweet creatures on an almost daily basis during his short but lively relationship made him curious about looking one close.
As he approached, giving to the rainbow colored critter a better look and a glance to BOTH couples, which girls were soaked and revealing before sighing in disappointment. How the hell the girl he once held in his arms managed to compare him to such a creature that as cute as it could be, lacked the dignity or regal composture of other mystical beings, like Unicorns, Nightmares, Griffins and even the smaller Dragon specimen.
Yeah, he didn't even bothered to ask if the girl was alright...
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"A mixture of nature and darkness? This is the first time I have heard of such a combination, though there have been instances in the past where mages have wielded powers with dual aspects. I will be greatly interested in investigating the implications of this synthesis in rigorous detail."
At that, Tokio shuddered and motioned to step away slightly. He felt somewhat uneasy just talking to her this much. To find out she wanted to study him and his ability to use two elements didn't bode well for him. Still, he was equally interested in his ability to control both elements anyway, so maybe she could yet prove useful. Depending on her answer to his question, anyway...
"Based on my extensive research, I believe I command dominion over materials of or relating to wood. However, I have not yet been able to harness this power to the fullest of its potential, which is one reason why I am here in this establishment. In the meantime, I am able to perform simple cantrips. Allow me to enact a demonstration."
"She can use an aspect of nature too, albeit processed... Maybe she will yet prove useful to me. Just endure, Tokio..." he thought inwardly. She was understandably annoying, but if she had some use to him, he'd take advantage of it if possible. Regrettably, he might have had to even seek tutelage under her... But only if the other instructors of the academy proved less than adequate for the task. He hoped it didn't have to come to that.
"I am able to animate the construct, but only so long as I maintain contact with the material. I am also unable thus far to manipulate the material itself on a more fundamental molecular level, so for instance the construct is vulnerable to the wet-"
Tokio watched with avid interest as Faroosa proceeded to rip a page out of her book and allowed him to watch as it began to fold upon itself little by little. Origami, he saw... It was actually one of his favorite things to see, though not something he discussed often. It reminded him of the metal crane his father still kept to this day, a gift from a friend since he didn't have the ability to make it himself. As he reached out to slowly take the dragon, the splash that occured from the fountain quickly drenched him and Faroosa, as well as the dragon... Causing it to crumple into an irrepairable mess.
Needless to say, Tokio bristled with silent anger.
"-as thus amply demonstrated,"
Dripping wet, Tokio turned slowly to look at Faroosa, who didn't seem to mind how she appeared publically. He could visibly see through the outfit now, and the undergarments she wore beneath. However, he paid it no further mind as he reached up to his hair and leaned over, beginning to ring it. "God damned maggots..." he hissed. As he mentally cursed them out some more, both in english and his native tongue, his eyes fell upon the creature that seemed to acompany the girl to the world. However, he had no idea what it was... Nor did he seem terribly interested in finding out. His own personal growth came first.
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Dec 29 2012, 11:54 AM
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"Uh..." Lucille groaned as she started to come to. The dizziness subsided and her eyes returned to their radiant royal violet hue to view exactly whom she had crashed into. She was soaked, thankfully the dress she was currently wearing was black, but the fabric clung to her figure similarly like latex and her golden blonde pigtails drooped over her shoulders.
"Wait a minute." she shifted, feeling something or rather someone under her. She raised a hand to sweep sway the bangs from over her eyes to get a better look at the person beneath her. "Wow, sexy!" she shouted in her mind once she saw his face and her cheeks took on a rosy tint. Her mind immediately began to run through every guy in her class that could compare to the blue haired adonis fate had dumped her on.
Then she heard him speak to her.
"Um... T-this isn't a dream... C-c-could you maybe... Try to get up...?"
"I'm not sure if I want to..." Lucille sighed as a smile melted cross her face. "....U! I mean, sure! I'm sorry! Apologies!" the girl picked herself up from the young man and staggered her way towards the edge of the fountain. "Pokemon! Where are you!? " she screamed looking around for Iris. The rainbow colored creature jolted mid-air. "This airhead is bringing even more attention to me." she muttered. She looked over noting Azhrarn's glance towards her. She then looked to the blue haired man still in the fountain....then to Faroosa and Tokio. They were all here, which was perfect. Except for the fact she could not speak with them with everyone else around...
"I got you, Eevee!" Lucille leaped from the fountain with one arm outstretched with intent on grabbing the Ku-Sith. "Take me back home right now!"she demanded as she neared her target.
"It's too hectic now. I'll have to gather and speak with them all later." Iris thought to herself. "Sorry your majesty!" she shouted before flying down to kick the blonde in the forehead. As the teen spiraled down back to the ground, another portal was created and the Ku-Sith made her escape.
"Why am I feeling pain? That's not supposed to happen in dreams..." Lucille whined, pulling herself into upright sitting position. "Gretchen stealing away Austin, stupid pokemon kicking me around, the sex god with blue hair feeling me up in the fountain, what is up with today!?" she yelled.
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Dec 29 2012, 12:08 PM
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"Why am I feeling pain? That's not supposed to happen in dreams..."
"I hate to break it to you miss, but as the sex god with blue hair said, this is far from being a dream..." Azhrarn spoke with his low voice, almost a whisper modulated loud enough so that the presents could hear it. "And the being you keep referring as Eevee or Pokemon, is actually a Ku-Sith..." He stopped, gave a second glance to where the being escaped. "..for disappointing at it may appear it's considered to be a rare sight, in apparent contrast with girls' undergarments that at the moment seems to be a pretty common one..."
As he spoke he raised his right arm, revealing his pale hand, fingers covered in silvery ring aside the ring one that was showing a black stone one. "Allow me to help anyway..." He added before whispering some world, summoning shadows around the bodies of the two girls in the form of etheral cloaks that covered for the transparency of clothes. "... a little rude of me I guess but honestly I dont want to give explanations on my first day at the accademy."
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Dec 29 2012, 09:00 PM
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"God damned maggots..."
Faroosa paid little heed to the comments that Ketu was making. Letting the ruined origami drop onto the ground, she glanced over at whatever had caused the disturbance-
"Pokemon! Where are you!?"
-and blinked. And then noticed Iris.
"I got you, Eevee! Take me back home right now!"
"Sorry your majesty!"
"....How very interesting," the girl mused. "A Ku-Sith rarely shows itself in the public domain." Then her eyes gleamed. "It behooves me to examine it for-"
Said Ku-Sith popped off into her portal.
"-or it can wait till a more opportune moment," Faroosa amended. She tapped her chin, still unbothered by the state of her clothing. "Even more curious, however, is the fact that the Ku-Sith referred to the female person as 'your majesty', which implies royalty of some kind, perhaps even the highest royalty in the land."
She peered at Lucille, currently sprawled on the ground with swirly eyes. "The likelihood of that is 0.034%," she added. "Such dress is characteristic of a provincial background-"
"Gretchen stealing away Austin, stupid pokemon kicking me around, the sex god with blue hair feeling me up in the fountain, what is up with today!?"
"...and such language indicative of a scattered, unenlightened mind. Though to be fair, 38.23% of nobles tend towards the frivolous." She paused again. "A 'pokemon'? Is that another term for the Ku-Sith in her culture?"
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