We'll be exploring the formation of the relationship between Chezka's Witch Meister character and my Weapon character in this Soul Eater... one off? I guess? We'll see what happens.
So I started writing my first post, and I mention NOT SO, the NOT Student Orientation.
And then I thought about the EAT class. I came up with EAT Meister Evaluation, but that excludes weapons.
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Passive aggressive? Who, me? No one messaged [i]me[/i], I just thought that might be a worthwhile message.
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I should use the Elite: Dangerous autopilot to do more reading.
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I'm a generally chill gomboblin that can be kinda particular. I grew up with plenty of electronics and video games, mostly with games like Final Fantasy, Zelda, and StarCraft. Lots of Nintendo. Dark Cloud is pretty sick. That's a lot of variety, and I do like to play a lot of different games. I like to blend magic and technology in my writing, bringing fantasy into space and sci-fi.
Magic in space is something that I find isn't done very much. Airships and spaceships could make for some cool centerpieces. Skies of Arcadia did a fantastic job of this. Perhaps that's not in space, exactly, but it's pretty close. Some of those ships may as well be space ships.
Magic in space is something that I find isn't done very much. Airships and spaceships could make for some cool centerpieces. Skies of Arcadia did a fantastic job of this. Perhaps that's not in space, exactly, but it's pretty close. Some of those ships may as well be space ships.
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Terra followed the lobster man as he left the elevator, letting him lead her to the med bay. She hesitated a little as they begin to head to the operating room, though the physician seemed to arrive at a similar conclusion. When directed, the woman would seat herself upon the examination table, and waited patiently for the doctor to tend to her injury. She wasn't long when something happened, though it wasn't what she wanted. Not that what she wanted was anything to what these guys needed. Her hand rises to cover her mouth in shock, and her head snaps away momentarily. She was wise to duck in, when she did.
The nurse was moving that injured man onto the examination table, so Terra cleared off it, standing aside. The nurse would probably get to her soon. These people were in worse condition that she was, she could see that.
She couldn't help but wonder how bad it was for the rest of the city. Were her neighbors home? She pulls out her PCD. She was on a military network, right? Maybe it would get through somehow... She sends a message out to her neighbors, but she had to wonder if it would make it through. She slips the device back into her pocket for now, and instead grabs the crystal around her neck once more.
It seemed like a terrible dream, but she knew it was real. Dreams have a certain way they work, and this wasn't anything like that. So... the city was destroyed? The weight of it dawned on her, and she slumped herself into a chair. She wanted to know her neighbors were alright. She wanted... to help them, somehow. She couldn't, but she could help someone, couldn't she? She was bleeding and powerless and scared, but... there had to be something.
Terra had lost track of time when it happened. She felt a warmth in her hands and opened her eyes to a light, shining from her crystal, brilliant and blue. Her fingers unfurl and release the crystal, which floats up and away from her. The cord around her neck applies resistance, and the crystal stops moving. The light leaves it, stopping shortly, and the crystal falls down to rest around her neck again. The baby blue light condenses and congeals, growing more brilliant before it becomes more contained, and in a final flash, a fairy is born.
She could only stare in amazement. It... worked? The little blue creature floats around her once, and she could feel the blood and sweat being cleaned from her. As the fairy settled in front of her, the technician presented a finger for the fairy to perch upon. She glowed softly green, but... her wings? She had to look for them, before she saw the distortion in the air where her wings would be. She had no idea what it meant, but it seemed kinda cool.
"Sylph..." She murmurs softly, still watching the fairy, fascinated.
The nurse was moving that injured man onto the examination table, so Terra cleared off it, standing aside. The nurse would probably get to her soon. These people were in worse condition that she was, she could see that.
She couldn't help but wonder how bad it was for the rest of the city. Were her neighbors home? She pulls out her PCD. She was on a military network, right? Maybe it would get through somehow... She sends a message out to her neighbors, but she had to wonder if it would make it through. She slips the device back into her pocket for now, and instead grabs the crystal around her neck once more.
It seemed like a terrible dream, but she knew it was real. Dreams have a certain way they work, and this wasn't anything like that. So... the city was destroyed? The weight of it dawned on her, and she slumped herself into a chair. She wanted to know her neighbors were alright. She wanted... to help them, somehow. She couldn't, but she could help someone, couldn't she? She was bleeding and powerless and scared, but... there had to be something.
Terra had lost track of time when it happened. She felt a warmth in her hands and opened her eyes to a light, shining from her crystal, brilliant and blue. Her fingers unfurl and release the crystal, which floats up and away from her. The cord around her neck applies resistance, and the crystal stops moving. The light leaves it, stopping shortly, and the crystal falls down to rest around her neck again. The baby blue light condenses and congeals, growing more brilliant before it becomes more contained, and in a final flash, a fairy is born.
She could only stare in amazement. It... worked? The little blue creature floats around her once, and she could feel the blood and sweat being cleaned from her. As the fairy settled in front of her, the technician presented a finger for the fairy to perch upon. She glowed softly green, but... her wings? She had to look for them, before she saw the distortion in the air where her wings would be. She had no idea what it meant, but it seemed kinda cool.
"Sylph..." She murmurs softly, still watching the fairy, fascinated.
Don't get mad, let the harp soothe you.
Terra couldn't help but stop and watch the lobster-like alien approach, and then pass her and go to the elevator nearby. She had to stop herself from thinking about seafood, though her injury did that for her with no effort, reminding her to pay attention, as well. Ah, he's the Lead Physician, she'd better go with him. Those would be the best... claws to put herself in right now. She entered the elevator after the ccrrreeeaaature and leaned her good shoulder up against the wall, facing the door. "Aaahg... What a day to be late to work..." She looked and smiled at the Physician.
Wait a minute.
She looked him over again. This thing's the Lead Physician? W-well... someone hired him, so... she'd just have to trust the judgement of captain. She sighed, moving her hand from her wound to the crystal hanging around her neck. It rests in her open palm as she gazes at it for a moment, before she clutches it close against her chest. It was all she had left. Her apartment and her car... besides the clothing and necessities she brought in her bag. She lets it down, after a moment, and stands in silence before she looks to the physician. "So, uh..." She had a number of questions, but none she really wanted to ask. "Can we... tell who's attacking us?"
Wait a minute.
She looked him over again. This thing's the Lead Physician? W-well... someone hired him, so... she'd just have to trust the judgement of captain. She sighed, moving her hand from her wound to the crystal hanging around her neck. It rests in her open palm as she gazes at it for a moment, before she clutches it close against her chest. It was all she had left. Her apartment and her car... besides the clothing and necessities she brought in her bag. She lets it down, after a moment, and stands in silence before she looks to the physician. "So, uh..." She had a number of questions, but none she really wanted to ask. "Can we... tell who's attacking us?"
I love your signature rotation, Dem.
Trinity had her gaze turned to the room as she strummed her harp, though her attention was turned as someone approached and spoke to her. "Oh! Ah, no, there's nothing I really need. I'm just here by chance, it seems. I followed that guy in after seeing someone commit senseless tree violence outside." She points to Damian. "I'd make a bigger deal out of him for him ignoring me so completely earlier, but from the sounds of it..." the woman's body shifts and she leans closer, "he has more important things to worry about. Right?"
She sits up straight again, turning and leaning back against the table. She leans her body against the table, and props herself on her elbow to hold her harp, and she continues strumming pleasantly. "But, hey. Actually, you could help me a little bit. I'm not from around here, so maybe you could fill me in a little on... current events?"
She sits up straight again, turning and leaning back against the table. She leans her body against the table, and props herself on her elbow to hold her harp, and she continues strumming pleasantly. "But, hey. Actually, you could help me a little bit. I'm not from around here, so maybe you could fill me in a little on... current events?"
"Uwooaaa, outright ignored." Trinity watched the man storm off after the previous man while plucking a few notes off of her harp. She should probably follow him.
She managed to slip in behind Damian and close the door, looking around the place before starting to investigate on her own. Everyone else seemed occupied. If not, she was sure they'd find her of their own accord. With luck, she'd be able to find her way behind the counter and get herself a drink. Though, as mischievous as she'd like to be, there's no one to pull her out of trouble, so perhaps she shouldn't look for it.
In the end, the young lady finds herself a seat and changes out for a standing harp. She plays lightly, trying to blend in with the atmosphere.
She managed to slip in behind Damian and close the door, looking around the place before starting to investigate on her own. Everyone else seemed occupied. If not, she was sure they'd find her of their own accord. With luck, she'd be able to find her way behind the counter and get herself a drink. Though, as mischievous as she'd like to be, there's no one to pull her out of trouble, so perhaps she shouldn't look for it.
In the end, the young lady finds herself a seat and changes out for a standing harp. She plays lightly, trying to blend in with the atmosphere.
I... can work with this.
Mmm, I gotcha. I've had those, on occasion. Some recreational things in there, too, I hope.
A wandering mage playing a bow harp gently scolds you, how do you respond? >:3
A wandering mage playing a bow harp gently scolds you, how do you respond? >:3
Not even any OOC activity, dang yo. What's everyone been up to?
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