Bleu Chess

The Last Wizard (EnA Format)

"Sorry, I thought you were yellin' at the demons," Datura apologized in a very nonchalant manner that spoke out loud that she could care less to what the newcomer was complaining about.

At the sudden appearance of the demonic stag, she stared incredulously at the unmanly shriek that erupted from Sylvester. "Pipe it down! Are you try to mate call the thing?" She huffed in annoyance, not showing an ounce of concern when the explosion fanatic fainted and fell into the shrubbery.

"Not half. I would say about one-sixth less dangerous. It still got all those teeth," she pointed out as she quickly backed away from the charging stag. As soon as she saw that it was charging at the knight, she rolled her eyes and tackled Alphonse.

[Rolled 9]

Datura managed to get both of them out of the charging path of the stag and the demon ran right past them. They fell into a nice patch of grass and daisies that cushioned their fall.

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Niti Laevis

“I guess we hop right in,” Niti answered Yuka as he watched Hana take charge and barged right into the guild as if she was right at home. He quickly followed after the pink-haired woman, taking on her exuberant and friendly persona and stormed through the doors after her.

"Hiya--! Oh crud…!” Niti nearly ran right into Hana when she had paused right behind the door. One look at the Samurai’s face and he instantly knew something was wrong. Her bright lovely smile had slipped off which was the first sign of trouble. He may be dense, but he wasn’t that dense. Hana is the queen of reading atmospheres, and no one questioned her ability in that. Feeling the tension weighting on his shoulders by now, he did a double take and slowly peered over her shoulders. The whole room seemed as if a wild party had broken out – and judging by the Vyper’s reputation – he had no doubt that had occurred since. However… He smelled it.

The smell of blood was prominent.

His eyes strayed to the blood that was on the ground, and he grimaced and stepped to the side. That was soooo not good. This amount of blood was enough for him to tell that any normal victim would be unconscious due to blood lost. “Are you guys okay!? Who's injured?” Niti quickly asked, stepping out of Hana’s shadow as he eyed the occupants of the room for any visible signs of injury with a sharp stare.

The Last Wizard (EnA Format)

Yo, I'm still interested in this.

Project Olympia

*uses Phoenix Down*

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Niti Laevis

“Oi! Suzu--!” Niti called after the muted boy only to watch his teammate disappear into the crowd. The Soap Mage sighed and slowly shook his head, resisting the urge to chase after him. That guy was always heading off on his own, acting like a lone wolf. Even after Yuka’s encouragement for teamwork. It would be best if they slowly build a team mentality and not force it on the guy. The word “team” has a tendency of flying over those who suffered a mental illness known as “Lone Wolves.”

Digging through his fairly large backpack, he grabbed a small umbrella and opened it. He quickly followed after the Plant Maiden and took a couple of steps ahead of her before he turned around. “That’s easy! Just follow the trail of destruction and loud noises!” He pointed at some of the broken roofs and holes in some of the houses’ brick walls that had yet to be fixed and boarded up in an attempt of a quick-fix. “The Vypers are pretty much known for property damage.”

“C’mon,” he beckoned and led the way. After some time of navigation and asking for directions (and hearing a few complaints from the locals), he soon approached the front entrance of the Vyper’s Guild.

“Hah! Found it!”

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Welp, this seems fun.

Niti Laevis

Battle Start
“Hey, lovely. Picking for a fight?”

“I may be a healer, but I don’t mind a spar!”

“I may be delicate, but show me what you got!”

“What does strength mean? Show me!”

Victory
“…Wait… I actually won?!”

“Our definition of strength are quite different. Thanks for showing.”

“Hey, dearie, want me to heal those wounds?”

“Sorry, lovely, I can’t heal pride.”

“Heh, look at you. All nice and clean!" *After usage of bubble attacks*

Defeat
“Is my strength… not enough?”

“That was expected. I seek a different strength.”

“Welp, time to lick these wounds… and my pride.”

“Ohhhh, what a mess!”

Taunts
“Crap, how do I taunt?!”

“…I got nothing.”

“You’re boring as... as... a white crayon! Hah, take that!”

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Niti Laevis “It’s fine, Yuuka, you’re pretty much a powerhouse with just your Plant Manipulation.” Niti tried to reassure the plant maiden when he saw her losing her lovely smile at the mention of her Wood Dragon Slayer Magic. “Think I can ask a favor of you to grow me some herbs with that?” He quickly tried to redirect the topic to the Magic she seemed more proud of. Luckily – or perhaps, unfortunately - Hana told a joke… “Oh, Ms Hana, I feel like I’m dying.” Niti laughed along with the samurai; although, the light around his face was dimmed with his smile looking ever so slightly pained. He deliberately chose his words with double-meaning which could be taken in two ways: 1) he was dying of laughter or 2) his soul is literally on the verge of death. Both of them aren’t lies since he was torn between utter amusement and the need to groan. “That was very… punny of you.” The Soap Mage found himself saying to his horror. He felt something decaying that felt very much like his sense of humor. Oh no, out of all his medical expertise, this is a case that must be stopped before all puns could spread any further! Quickly, he grinned and clapped his hands together. “By the way, does anyone know why we’re heading off to Crocus? I heard all the S-class mages are there so it must be pretty big, right?"

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“Hmm,” Niti hummed softly, staring off at Hana as if he was in some sort of daze. However, thanks to a rough patch on the rails that shook the train for a bit, the red-haired boy quickly shook his head and blinked several times, registering what had just happened. Ah crap, he fell for it. That amicable smile and that good-natured expression, Hana is known throughout the entire guild to have a killer personality that could make an army of grown men cry and melt solid steel. Many had claimed that it was a spell, some sort of hypnosis. Honestly, he could only say it was just one of her many natural charms. “Ah, sorry about that! Looks like I need to build more mental barriers.” Unlike the pink-haired samurai’s soft and ever-so-soothing smile, his grinned was filled with exuberance and daisies as he focused on Yuuka. “My Magic is a tad redundant compared to you guys.“ Niti’s grin reduced to a small yet friendly smile. Drawing a circle in the air, he conjured a small pink bubble. It floated for a while before it popped rather harmlessly on the ground. A rather unnecessary display, but he had a sudden urge to make bubbles. Who is he to deny such? “Soap Magic. Rather useless in combat, but great for everything else. Don’t hesitate to ask for healing.” “Oi, Dreamboat, what Magic do you use?” Niti ask, referring to Sage, as he prodded the muted boy’s foot with his own.

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<Snipped quote by Masaki Haruna> Seriously noted and Stored! Once again: I'm sorry for doing that Bleu and Haruna!

@Akashi Mayhiro

It's fine. Don't worry about it; the way you did it wasn't such a huge crime. As least you nailed Niti's personality well. Also, darn it! We're on a train! We're going to miss the party. ;_;

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Woah, Akashi, did you just controlled my character? If you wanted to do a collab, you could've just asked. o_o