[h3]Mark Zerrit and Luna Cathris -- Crocus Streets[/h3] Mark grimaced slightly as the bird-thing attacked again, he clasped his hands before swinging them in front of both him and Luna. A shield made of Ice formed in front of them as Mark spoke. [i][color=FFDDD0]"Ice Make: Crescent Shield."[/color][/i] The two attacks launched at him and Luna would stop as they hit the shield, leaving sizable cracks in it. Mark would let the shield simply deform, but anticipating a follow attack, the Maker Wizard slipped down into another stance. [i][color=FFDDD0]"Shadow Make: Javelin."[/color][/i] As he made a motion towards Lakota, a spear formed in his hands and launched itself at the Mystic Beast's stomach. The tip was blunt, and would likely push the character back if not hurt them. Standing up properly and dusting himself off a bit, Mark would stand ready to preform more magic to counter any possible attacks. [color=FFDDD0]"Hey, I never said I wouldn't come. So long as it isn't supposed to end with me dead, stuffed in a cell for the rest of my life, or stuck with any number of other fates I would not enjoy, that is. But, if you really want to fight us, I sadly can't afford to be the gentleman in regards to any possible medical bills."[/color] The Mage would turn out his pockets to demonstrate this, and they'd both be empty. His eyes would be flitting back and forth between Stacy and Lakota however, ready for an attack at any time.  

Luna would blink as Mark did the tiny bit of fighting he did, and she would take a step back from everyone. [color=0000FF][i]"Solar Armor. Blade of Sol"[/i][/color] Her armor of flames formed around her, a matching halberd finding its way into her hand, and the stellar mage stared at the two possible attackers with a quite deadly-looking glare. [color=0000FF]"I please ask that you stand down, I would much rather talk this out."[/color] The girl would say, though it'd be quite obvious by her lack of volume that she did not at all expect them to agree to such an idea.

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[h3]Mithera -- Hotel Room[/h3] Mithera looked meek as Jamie pointed out that she would have to learn again. [b]"Most of a century actually..."[/b] She murmured at the rhetorical question regarding how long it had been since she had been in her human form. Once Jamie began speaking the little dragon nodded. [b]"I planned on seeing if someone from Dragon Fang could help me. They seem very acquainted with Phoenix Wing, and I don't think it's a good idea to go with another member of Phoenix Wing while Iron Enigma is looking out for just that. About Karn... Hmm... I think I remembered him saying something about being unable to assume the same form as me because it wasn't a naturally occurring form. As for communication lacrima... Of course I'd take one of those."[/b] The Dragon would think, trying to remember everything Jamie had asked her about. [b]"As for walking, uh, I guess whomever it is that comes with me will have to help me some, but it's bound to come back to me eventually right? I'll just look super clumsy until them."[/b] Mithera made a tiny little giggle, which could easily be mistaken as just an echoing hiccup. 

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