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he laughed. 'you have me confused, i'm no cutpurse' he shook his head in mirth 'silly slip of a girl you are, learn to read others and then say what you think, don't just jump in.' he let her go 'let's just hope for you i never have to tell show you my ocupation' he swirled his cape and stalked off. he hoped she didn't mind his purse was empty, it was worth it to learn something interesting
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Nathaniel was about a mile out when he saw what he was looking for... a deer, and a healthily sized one as well, grazing by the river. Xin got into a crouch, sneaking closely and keeping a eye on the ground so as not to make any loud noises.
He reached into his sleeve for his hunting knife when a sudden splash off water resounded from a distance. The deer looked up and ran away seconds later. "Rats!" he thought to himself. "Who made that noise?" He looked around as he stood up to face the sun in the west. "It's past noon, definitely, but the sun was still going to be in the sky a while longer." Then he noticed the smoke in the distance and the green-haired woman, fishing for a bite. She looked very fit, to him, and as she stood in the water, he realized that she fit into the environment naturally, which kept him from seeing her until now...nonetheless, it was some small company to keep while waiting for the next deer to arrive. "Hello there," he called out to the tan-skinned woman. |
Hera looked after hima as he walked away. 'So he is a mercinary?
It did not matter all a mercinary was a thief that stole lives instead of material items. Hera still hoped to never meet him again, fellow thief or not. She had seen her first tail watching her interact with the mercinary, so that ment another chase away from the safe house. And she vowed silently as she took of running once again if some else grabbed her today they would lose an arm. Risa frowned another night when she could not sleep. She had finished her homework aged ago and the rest of the house hold was already asleep. Risa crept out of her room and to the top of the house through the window on the top floor. Risa sighed and looked up at the sky, the stars twinkling back at her. "Why me?" She muttered sourly. "Why am I the one my parents forget about? WHy can't I be 'perfect' like my sister?" |
Shiny! The short figure rubbed his fingers eagerly looking for the jewelry merchants display. One moment he was walking in the square, head in his book, trying to be inconspicuous, the next, well his eyes just saw the flicker of shine in the sun light. Like a crow he swooped upon the items, touching them, picking at them, twisting them and watching them gleam. At some point he realized how childish he must have appeared and put the ring back. His coin purse did not give him enough allowance for such finery. Rococo dejectedly turned to the other stalls and sauntered off. As he was looking over the selection of fruit, Rococo found an apple he loved, but once again he did not buy it however it strangely appeared in his pocket. He was amused with himself as the habitual gathering of things in his pocket continued.
Eventually Rococo grew frustrated with not finding what he was looking for. He walked with his head in his thoughts bumping into a man with a cloak. He mumbled an apology as he continued to walk. He soon realized his ability to gather items was not just for stands, his hand was holding a knife blade in palm. He liked it, so he stuffed in his pocket with his other magically gathered items. ( I hope you don't mind me using different fonts. I often forget about color and it still looks confusing using the colors. ) |
he knew it was gone as soon as he finished his step but for the life of him he did not feel the other take it. he turned around and stomped the five steps it took to get to the boy who took his knife. he only just aid his hand on the youth when he was blinded by the largest eyes he had ever seen.
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Viridian watched his roommate stumble and fall. He bit back a snicker. He lazily reached up towards the heavens flinching a little as the heavy wooden door slammed. He was up to early, his biological sleeping clock was wigging out. Rather then going back to sleep, Viridian decided to face the day. He had hours to kill before his class but only 30 minutes to make it to McDonalds before breakfast was over.
“Heeeissss Heeeisss!” The boy made a sound much like a cat in defense. Rococo instantly threw up his mental blocks and wiggled from other the mans grasp. No one was allowed to touch him. He stopped making sounds long enough to realize the strange man was the one he had bumped into earlier. He licked his lips drawing himself to his full height. “Do not touch me, please.” He didn't care to know what the man wanted. He just continued on his way as if the matter was settled scuttling over to yet another stand. |
Hera took a quick shortcut on the roofs again. This time heading towards the more unsavory part of town. One of the bartenders who was familiar with street rats would allow her access to the sewers. From the sewers she could drop her tail and head out of the city towards the forest hopefully making it there before the seventh hour. The bells on the town tower would warn her of the approaching hour.
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Kien dropped to the ground again, this time without falling, and walked as casually as he could through the crowds now milling around, looking for breakfast. He'd get his money pouch back somehow. All he'd have to do was to follow her discreetly.
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The hardest part of her idea was finding a bartender familiar with street rats. She did not oftend access the sewers and did not know any of the ones with access to the sewers personally. Here tuned into the conversations that were happening around her in attempt to overhear a conversation that would give her some insight.
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he was not sure of the enchantment though he was sure one was used, his head had felt epmty at that moment of everything but those eyes, he could not tear away until the other had left him. there was something suspect about the whole exchange
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Rococo waltzed into the tavern like he owned the place. He brushed past several ruffians to get to the bar and hopefully get himself some of the gruel of the day. Among those he brushed past was a young lady sitting at the bar. She looked as thought she was waiting for something. He paid her no mind after his quick glance over but like his luck to day, Rococo found himself in possession of the purse the girl had stolen. To him he assumed he had just gotten himself a free lunch.
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Hera felt like rolling her eyes, they had stolen the purse. The empty purse, she was not stupid enough to actually leave her money in the purse, it had already been hiden for retreaval another day. But the fact someone had stolen her purse said she was on the right track, time to check if the entrance was out back.
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having followed a safe distance behind the other he saw the whole exchange, yet another tie to the mysterious theif, this day was getting more and more interesting as it went on
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To his dismay the purse was empty, but that did not matter. The funds simply came from other person near by with out them even realizing it. As Rococo waited for his food he pulled out his new shiny apple and new knife and started to peel away at the apple. The young girl looked as if she was expecting something and to Rococo, was hardly old enough to be in a tavern. He narrowed his eyes watching her. When she left heading towards the back, he decided that it would be more amusing to make it harder for her to leave. Using the same magic that brought him things, Rococo took a deep breath. His eyes glazed over till he was in a trance.
Out of the back of the tavern there came a horrific scream. One of the wenches burst her way through the back door. Followed behind her was a gruesome creature, made of shadows blood and teeth. Its claws bore into the wench dragging her into the ground and then devouring her. More creatures like the first started to emerge from the corners of the bar. The one that came from the back settled its eyes on the young girl a long with a few others. Rococo blinked, he silently munched on his apple while feeding on the confusion and chaos around him. |
Hera looked at the beast then cursed, "My luck it seems is failing, would you not agree, dämon?" She questioned, her voice soft. "It doesn't matter to you though." A small knife appeared in her hand, "You better not be blessed." She calmly informed the monster. She then walked close to the beast and engaged it in a fight. Hera was careful not to get to close to the claws she had a feeling something would happen if she did. Hera suddenly saw the night sky with stars and almost got hit by the creature.
She did not dwell on it to long, careful not to fade out of the fight again. She noticed that several more of the monsters had moved in on her. If they targetted her, then who controlled them? Risa sat upright. She could have sworn there had been monsters around the bar. Risa then relized she was looking for monsters and that she was on her roof not in a bar. "Strange," She murmered, "That dream seamed so real...almost like I was the one fighting." Obviously she was more tired then she relized to have mistaken dream for reality even after waking. Risa still could not shake the feeling something bad had just happened. |
he licked his lips, this was a new magic to him to summon shadow and have it manifest to quickly and with that power? he had to get to the boy. clearing his mind of everything but the pure and gentle tinkle of a brook he played in as a child he stepped straight into the havoc. he did not open his eyes or listen to the sounds around him, he thought of nothing but the glint of water heard nothing but the babble of wet over rocks. his eyes sprang open as he bumped gently into the child. he quickly grabbed the kid and leaned in close to keep from looking into those eyes whispered 'call them off please'
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Rococo had closed his eyes while he sat the bar. While he gave the appearance of eating an apple, he was really drinking in the souls that his shadows devoured. That was until he was touched. His eyes shot open and he made that strange hissing sound trying madly to escape from the person who was touching him. Purity burned, it burned like paper to fire. His eyes reeled around to the same gentle man that he had bumped into earlier. “What! Didn't I tell you not to touch me.” He said through gritted teeth. He saw nothing to gain by putting away his monsters. If the man did not let go of him soon he would taste the steel he had stolen from him. “What do you want?”
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"to walk away with one less mystery, i will let you go if you call them off" he felt blood run down his side from an errent nail but he did not think on it he could not lose his concentration
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“That is all? You want to sedate your curiosity?” Rococo's lips turned into a sneer. In a flash he had produced the blade he had stolen from the man. He elbowed the man harshly in his ribs pulling his arm opposite of the way the mans fingers were clenched around it. Swiftly with his free hand the welded the blade aiming for his gut. |
he could not keep the boy captive and still remain unharmed so weighing his choices he took the blow the best he could, it did not sink far for it was of his own blood and could not kill him but it bit all the same and blood welled over it. he clenched his teeth the best he could and re-pinned the boy's arms this time in a full crushing hug he did not care if the other was hurt in the action, from the continued destruction of the inn obviously it was not so bad, but with his concentration broken the shadow-goloms began to notice him
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Hera smirked when she felt the fluxuation in the continous magic strean. Whoever was the summon had been distracted from controlling the creatures, "Return," She whispered and drove her knife into the monster's chest. Hera was not a practicer of the magic arts but she still knew giw to return creatures to their realm of orgin when they had no focaused controller. Her knives actuaally did all the work but the world did not need to know that. Having dispatched one of the creatures successful she continued stabbing any who came near her. Once those who had focaused on her had been returned to their own realm Hera took a glance around.
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Rococo let out a whoop of triumph but it was short lived as the man hugged him. The burning was sudden and pain was writhing its way up his spine. The blood that spilled over onto his hand bubbled up leaving something that resembled a 3rd degree bun. As the shadows took notice of their masters distress, he frantically waved his hand sending his sentries back into the shadows from wince they came. The smell of blood rose from the debris of the tavern. He wiggled trying to break free of the bleeding man. “Stop touching me!” Rococo tried something that was usually reserved for desperation. He head butted the man, pressing his head against the mans forehead. A black glyph appeared on his head. The black glyph turned into a dim purple light. If his spell worked he should have been transported far away from Rococo.
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he felt the magic and grew sick, it was strong for sure and foreign too from the feel of it, but it was dark and reacted with the last of his defense and mixed dangerously with his natural magics,
his head felt as if it would explode and he could taste bile in his throat. belatedly it occurred to him that it was a relocating spell, completely counteractive to his own finding macic. he prayed then to a goddess he stopped believing in that wherever it took him he'd be able to take the boy rather than leave his arm behind. he passed out. |
The hands did not let him go. He panicked. His spell was to late to try and control and it was not his fault. He realized this all too late as the light embraced him painfully. Rococo's eyes rolled to the back of his head as both of their bodies slumped into the portal he had created. They fell through the dimensions landing harshly in the rubble of some strange Ancient ruins. Small wisp of smoke slithered away from Rococo's body in the area where he and the strange man lay intertwined with each other.
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Hera had not been planing to run into the not thief and the almost but not quite thief again. But run into them she did when they almost landed on top of her. She could feel the vibrating power of one's dark magic and the resounding song of the other's natural magic. Hera was just surprised both were alive and still completly attached. "You tried to over reach you magical core limit." She informed one of them dryly. "You could have caused a huge rift in the space-time continum."
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Rococo did not hear the voice that was patronizing him. He wasn't even aware that the young girl had fallen through the rift. Some where his subconscious thought that many of the civilians had enough sense to flee, espically the ones near the bar where Rococo was having his quarrel. After a while of dozing to let his pain subside, Rococo opened one eye. Who was this child, and what was she talking about. His brow furrowed into a v. He had, had enough of people touching him and worse of all talking to him. Was this young girl here to ruin his mood as well. “Heeeisss!” He said, trashing out at the girl, before rolling over and springing to his feet. The movement was not as fluid as it should have been. Something about the strange man, and his powers. Rococo stumbled off balanced tripping backwards over the strange man. The man whose fault this was. Roco wondered which would be a better target for his fury.
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the pain of someone digging a heel into his wound woke him as the strange child-thing landed by him, he grunted in pain
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The smug sneer of satisfaction returned to Rococo's face. Now it was his turn to badger the young man for answers. He crawled over to the man producing the dagger and holding it to his throat. “You will answer my questions or you will die, Stranger.” There were no need for whispers but Rococo kept his voice low. “ What are you? How did you interfere with my magic, and why did you bring this girl child with you.” His eyes narrowed into diamond slits.
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he laughed though the movement cut. "keh, try if you'd like" he figured at least one rib was broken "though i like your attitude, a man. it was no choice of mine. what girl" through the haze of pain he could see the other was hurting too. "is it my turn yet?" he was at least lucky the boy was too stupid or too ignorant one to find a different blade than his
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Rococo glanced back to make sure the girl had not moved “no... No... No!” He laughed.”You do not get a turn sir. Though it seems our questions are now the same.” He took a deep breath. Who is this man, and what does he or you want with me?” He asked.
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"Now if only I had grabbed popcorn." Hera muttered. "Neither of you brought me here, your stupid summons that I had to desummon brought me here because of your magical backlash." She was grumbling now and she knew it. "Oh, and you might not want to use magic for awhile, the core and realm you were using before got sealed." She smiled showing her crooked and broken teeth, "Not my fault, blame your own stupid summons." Hera sat down, "Once you done trying to kill each other let me know." Hera then leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, feeling confident that they would be too focaused on killing each other to worry about her.
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Rococo raised an eyebrow, looking between the girl and the man on the ground he had become confused. Two forces could cancel themselves out now he understood why his magic went wrong and grew furious. By some sheer luck the three of them were even still alive. “You do not tell me what to do child.” He sneered turning his attention from the man laying on the ground. Answers would have to wait. Foolishly Rococo stood to his feet eager to prove the young girl wrong. He summoned more of his sentries to attack the girl. It proved to much. The shadows slipped out of his control as his body slumped breathing heavily on his hostage. The wild shadows, were lesser creatures then the ones in the bar came bounding near the trio.
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he pushed the boy off of himself and snatching the knife staggered to his feet, he knew in his current condition he would almost certainly die but better on his feet than his back. he lunged.
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Hera opened her eyes and then proceeded to roll them at the stupidity of the two. "Males," She muttered. She slipped the knife into her hand and felt it hum. She gave it a glance and noticed it was once again black like it had been earlier with the other monsters. 'Wierd knife' she thought and then stepped forward to join the other person in fighting off the monsters. Whenever her killing shot was delievered, the things she heard where called shadows of magic would disappear. 'Desummoned,' was the answer she got.
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( I don't know if I am waiting on Funk or not, but I shall try not to make this more drawn out then it needs to be. I shall also try not to god mod xD, Also I am secretly bad at writing fight scenes. )
As the man lunged he was met with a shadow foe. The creature bared its teeth and claws hoping to chop down into he mans jugular for an instant kill, if he could not do that, the creature had his claws poised to dug into the mans flesh swinging up from underneath.. The monsters the girl attempted to kill did not go completely away. They melted into the shadows gathered more strength and came back to continue their assault on the girl. They had grown intelligent enough to know to avoid her dagger. For this they changed forms becoming more of a slinky creature that could contort its torso to move around like a snake. |
Hera was annoyed that they no longer seemed stupid enough to get on the wrong end of her dagger. "It's about now I wish I had magic," she muuttered as she once agian dodged an incoming claw. She felt a stinging pain in the corner of her mind and knew she had been hit by one of the creature. "Damn it." She did not know what was on the claws she just knew it would not mix well with her. She focaused more on the creatures then instead of on the other two, if they died it was the guy who summoned the creatures' fault.
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Kien lifted his head -- the scent of the girl was still in the air. Thus far, he'd been having more trouble than usual tracking his quarry. The faint trail led to a tavern, and he silently slipped inside, found a shining portal with its light quickly fading, and slipped in, ignoring the questioning looks. For now, all he had to do was concentrate on...
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Hera was beginning to wonder if she had offened Hades today. First she had been grabbed twice, then dealt with an angry and socially stunted not thief, fough bizarre creatures, saw the night sky wile fighting siad cratures, and now she was fighting the creatures again with the two people, one who grabbed her and one who usd magic even when their core was almost depleted. And now she had to deal with some peorson who borrowed others magic. Oh, and she was poisoned with a poison that only effected beings with non magical blood. Hera roughly shoved the newcomer away from her, "Don't fight me, fight the creatures the idiot ovber there summoned." She even pointed incase he was just as stupid as the summoner.
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And I'm supposed to, how? Lacking magical prowess, he decided the best thing to do was to shove the spear shaft across the chest of one creature and kick it, sending it spinning towards the others.
He unsheathed the huge dagger strapped to the small of his back and wielded the spear with one hand, ready to engage another creature. |
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