[center][color=DA70D6][h3]Hyun Sasithom – Frenzy Camp Perimeter[/h3][/color]
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The excuses and hypocrisy of Damian set Hyun on fire.  Even if every comrade she held most dear mocked her to her face, she could not imagine herself more insulted.  Damian generalized about the guild, using a single good point to justify a heap of pretentiousness and incredible assertions that frankly besmirched the name of Phoenix Wing.  Did his guild truly think itself above the law, only to cite the law as under attack by Frenzy Plant, who in the name of the law performed the unforgivably warlike standards of holding Marlene to the same legal standards as everyone else?  After a moment of thinking, she shot back, [color=DA70D6]”How like Phoenix Wing to be so sure of yourself to start leaving before I can even respond.  You shouldn't breath easy just yet, Damian.  Your actions killed the Hyun you knew.  A different soul arose where the old perished.  You...”[/color]

Hyun trailed off as Marlene began to choke out words of her own.  The drop of a pin could be heard in the clearing as she gasped out her story, one labored breath after another.  Only once did a single noise interrupt her discourse: the soft patter of feet as hooded Lexia sprang unbidden to head into the camp and retrieve antimaggot poultices.  Owen left alongside her to help, though with silent, measured steps. Indigo kept the peace, watching Hyun intently.  Recently the swordswoman had proved herself worthy of the S-rank in terms of combat skill, but the Librarian now examined her for leadership and responsibility.

Marlene finished just as the poultices arrived.  Leixia dipped forward, offering the medicine-slathered bandages to Damian.  If he applied them, the minuscule antimaggots would enter her skin in droves and begin to autonomously repair damage done to her inner systems.  Hyun, meanwhile, looked not upon her but open the prone figure of Argus.  Her vehement golden glare fixated upon his features, marking him with an invisible, red-hot brand as the source of all of Frenzy Plant's troubles.  Then, she turned to Marlene and Damian.  Her golden eyes lost their shimmer, turning to a dark, woody brown that matched her hair.  When she responded, it was with difficulty, but without reluctance.  [color=DA70D6]”Understood.  Your report can be verified with Corporal Enma, Private Gabriel, and Lieutenant Ni, but I do not need to see it.  The blame for the whole incident, not to mention most of the destruction, is the demon's...and therefore, ours.  On behalf of Frenzy Plant I apologize, and drop the charges against you.  It lies with you to ask reparations should you see fit; the shame of any of our members is the shame of us all, though for this chaos I expect Argus will be stripped of his rank.  Go in peace.”[/color]

After a moment, Indigo gave an approving nod.  Like magic, the tension in the forest clearing vanished.  The soldiers, their presence now unnecessary, left to go their separate ways.  Indigo requipped [i]A Tale of Two Sons[/i], summoned her clone Sepia, and set to work filling in the crater with arcane earth.

[center][h3][color=d8bfd8]Nero the Genie – Arena Stands[/color][/h3]
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Nero raised an eyebrow at the little girl.  [color=d8bfd8]”Pink...oh!  Havin' doubts about your new friend Nero, are ya?  Fret not, sweet child!  No matter how trivial the wish, my Laws are absolute.”[/color]  He returned to Anya a grin that overshadowed her own entirely in terms of cheekiness—his was the face of a seasoned, professional mischief-maker.  [color=d8bfd8]”Let's make it a demonstration of my whimsical powers, for all of your friends!  An incredible show that will tickle you pink.  Not light, you say?  I agree, a weak shade would be an absolute b-light.  Neheheh!  Rosy pink will suit you, I hope.”[/color]

After fluffing out his purple cloak, Nero spun around dramatically, seemingly ignoring the fight getting started in the arena.  Actually, he noticed it full well, and did so with pleasure; a spectacle such as that would distract the vast crowds from his own, more subtle feat of magical mastery.  He put a white-gloved finger to his chin and adjusted his glasses with the other hand.  [color=d8bfd8]”Color.  It's as simple as the material's surface, for the permutations of the surface affect how we see the light what bounces off it.  I summon the power of the Law of Embodiment!”[/color]

A pale red magic circle with yellow borders sprang to life beneath his feet.  One after another, two more layers appeared, each one larger than the last.  Nero struck a [url=http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/jjba/images/a/ac/JosephJoestarPose.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20140225090407]pose[/url], and gleefully said in an exaggerated whisper, [color=d8bfd8]”Your wish is [i]granted[/i].”[/color]

Instantly, starting at Nero's position and expanding outward like a wave of rosy pink, the grayish-brown stone of the arena transformed into [url=http://www.njserragranite.com/lb/images/sandstone/full_RED_SANDSTONE.jpg]red sandstone[/url].  In fifteen seconds the entire stadium had become an impressive, rich shade of pink.  Nero meanwhile, unposed himself and panted lightly.  He cracked his knuckles.  [color=d8bfd8]”Thanks for the workout, kid!”[/color] he scanned the group, waiting to see their reactions.  [color=d8bfd8]”As fun as novelties are, they ain't as valuable as fulfilling wishes.  Any of you got any of those?”[/color]