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Royal Rumble!

Galbrek Ravenovich

Current day:

"Watch it with the fucking stairs you idiot!" The half-demon yelled over at the jester-looking doll which were pushing his wheelchair forwards, shortly behind him also walked the female doll, Giselle. "Galbrek, if you are going to keep making noise there is a chance the law enforcement is going to find us..." The stonefaced Giselle said in a calm tone, with a slight hint of irritation.

"Don't you think I know that, dimwit. And it's Lord Galbrek for you." He crossed his arms over his chest, but not for long as he felt stinging pain. "Ahh shit! I told you to be careful Fegin, do you want me to reforge your body into a toaster?" The half-demon said in a spitting and annoyed manner, whereof the jesterlike doll merely shrugged.

"Master Galbrek, I cannot do much about this. The stairs are just bumpy. The closest healer is just down there and around the corner, soon you will be able to walk again." The doll said reassuringly, but he didn't know if that was even possible considering the bad state his 'benefactor' were in. It took much effort and cussing, but eventually the half-demon and his two lackeys got down the stone stairs and were now looking into the healer's home.

"Now Giselle would you so kindly breach that door for me?" The half-demon looked over his shoulder to the female doll, his eyes weary and his temper... the usual.

"If you say please." The doll replied, putting both it's hands at it's waist.

"Will you please open the fucking door?" The half-demon said through gritted teeth, whereof the doll behind him sighed softly and shrugged. She possibly saw there was little use to argue over mere words. She opened the door to the healer's home.

"Excuse us. Coming in." Giselle said in a monotone voice, as a older woman peeked out from behind some cloth covers leading into another room.

"Yes? How may I help you?" The elderly woman asked, looking over the trio.

"Our master requires healing, his body is severely wounded." Fegin explained and drove the wheelchair inside, removing the cloth blanket which was covering up the extent of his bandaged injuries.

"Oh my goodness, take him into this room here right away." The woman said in a hurried tone, before washing her hands. "About fucking time..." Galbrek grunted and looked at his two dolls. Soon enough the woman returned and motioned for the two dolls to sit in the next room.

"Sending my serv- I mean.. my friends.." He said with a fake smile, how he wanted to berate this old crone for ordering his loyal servants about as if she owned the place. Then again she did. It took Galbrek much effort to sit up on the sickbed and the woman began to undo his bandages. "By the grace of Rhea, you are seriously wounded. Why haven't you come sooner?"

"Because those fu- friends of mine had a few errands to do..." He grinded his teeth together as the bandages were taken off.

"Right, I will begin to apply the healing right away, this is going to hurt so I am going to add some pain relief to you." The old woman walked over and fetched hold of a small bottle, at then extracted some of it's contents into a syringe before walking towards Galbrek. The half-demon was prepared for the worst, but the stinging pain of his injuries had been so bad that the needle going into him was hardly felt. "Better? Now we just have to wait for it to take effect, and I would like you to think of someplace nice and peaceful while I work and not look. I need you to hold still, which is also why that pain relief had a second thing added to it to make you limp temporary." The old woman winked.

Words couldn't describe the sudden hate that the young man felt, he wanted to string this old crone up with his strings, but right now the underhanded witch had gotten the better of him. Good thing his minions were in the other room or he would be embarassed. "How long is this going to take?" The half-demon said in a muttering manner.

"Oh it won't take too long." The old woman said in a soft tone as she began to channel what could only be described as pale yellowish lights to envelop the half-demon's body. 'This better not be fucking holy magic or this bitc-' He paused as he noticed wounds on him would begin to slowly heal, not only that but his bones were going back into place. He quickly turned his head to look elsewhere. To see it was making him sick. Not because he was afraid to see gore, but that it was his body which had been defiled by that damn kid and were now being experimented on by some old crazy woman. Before the half-demon knew it, the woman was leaning back and taking off her glasses. "There we go. You did well, that should be alot better." She smiled with her eyes closed. Galbrek raised an eyebrow and then looked at his own arms and hands, then down his chest and legs. It had all been mended. His body had been restored.

"Haha! Yes! This is just what I needed." The half-demon had a smirk form on his lips and an actual genuine pleased smile. "Oh good to hear it, now I just need to take your personal information." The old woman sat down with a blank notepad with a pen in hand.

"Galbrek Ravenovich. As for my other information is none of your buisness." The half-demon said and set his eyes on the healer.

"Galbrek... Ravenovich? Oh dear, are you the one being chased all over the city by the law enforcement?" The woman looked frightened for a second before mustering a brave face. "You got to turn yourself in son." The old woman said softly.

"Fat chance, old woman! I am not going to turn myself in to some purebred asses. No, I have some work that needs to be done." The half-demon looked smug for a moment then looked to the woman. "Also I shall spare you for aiding me in restoring my body, consider this the highest honor someone of your kind could get." Galbrek explained as the woman settled down on her chair in a more relaxed manner.

"I cannot stop you I guess, but I will report to the law that you have been here. Please try to reconsider, no matter what has happened you still have a long life ahead of you." The old woman said in a motherly tone, which almost made the half-demon feel bad but at the same time want to throw up.

"M-master... Galbrek..." A female voice could be heard, not from the other room however. As some scathing sound could be heard across the floor, and appearing from behind the cloth covers leading to another room was a blonde girl. Not only that but a doll. It was Eve. She had survived? The half-demon widened his eyes abit at this surprise, his mouth momentarily open and at a loss of word before he collected himself. "Eve... you are alive...ish... but you are broken..." The half-demon looked over the broken doll, which had been patched up by some plastic bandages by the legs which had been cut off completely.

"Master... I have travelled so long... Celine is alive... she isn't coming back... Fegin left me with her.. he was in on it." The blonde doll explained with widened eyes. "Celine is still around and Fegin has gone behind my back? For telling me this... you will get a new body. Just like I just did." He gave a smile that was showing his sharp teeth, before he pushed himself off the bed, the healer woman still watching with a worried expression.

"I found her out in an alley, what is she? She isn't human that's for sure. A golem?" The old woman asked with curiousity.

"She's my servant... and a good one. I shall take care of her now. You are... dismissed." Galbrek said as he stood upon his legs, testing them to make sure he was indeed restored, his arms reached out and his hands turned into fists. He was truly restored. Thus he went right ahead to try pick up his broken doll personally. 'Fuck she's heavy. Should have used a lighter material...' He thought as he gave a look to the doll girl which was having almost glimmering eyes now that she were in the embrace of her saviour. It didn't take the half-demon a long time to kick open the door leading out of the operation room and went into the waiting room, within it he spotted Fegin and Giselle standing, as they were dolls there was little use to sit down as they had endless stamina as long as their bodies could hold.

"Fegin... surprised to... see me?" The blonde doll gave a sadistic looking smile at the jesterlike doll, and it didn't take Galbrek long to set his gaze at Fegin.

"I know what you did Fegin, but I am a merciful master. I shall let you off this time, due to your service so far. But If you fail me or go behind my back again, I will string you up and I will take back what I gave you." The half-demon warned and the jesterlike doll nodded, whilst surprised to see the more 'evil' doll having somehow survived.

"Now we will return to base and I shall begin to work on restoring my precious doll here... and you two are going to support her in bringing back Celine...'s head. Or I will have yours." He explained as he motioned for Giselle to open the door, which she did after some breathless sighs.

"After I have given dear Eve here a new body, we shall also have to do plenty of payback. I heard about this ball, it might be the right place to find a way." The half-demon's eyes glimmered as he devised his future plans.

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Wheres the professor shipping? Also this armada of shipping could use some more...spicing. Mandi will expand where required!

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Daww, poor Sanhan. She needs a buddy.

@Relin

*Ears perk up*

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But can he score the sisters.

@TheWendil

I wanna charm the very best
Like Lanza never could
To snatch them girls my real quest
To lewd them is Mandi's cause

I will roam across the academy
Searching high and low
Each girl's skirt to lift with my hand
The slap will come in time

(Magic girls, gotta snatch 'em all)
Its Mandi and me
It could be my final symphony
(Magic girls!)
Oh, Kress you're my friend
With Berta we must pretend
(Magic girls, gotta snatch 'em all)
A mind with no clue!
My honesty will push me through!

You challenge me and I'll accept
Oh crap it's Nyx!
(gotta snatch 'em all)
Gotta snatch 'em all
(Sophiel~!)

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@AThousandCurses And Soph just goes and proves her cuteness. Lol. Now that she's good and flustered, Ty can sit with her and talk about his village.

@Relin

Its good to see you are along with me for this. Put the Ty next to her so she cannot easily get away from table if...no... when blushing.

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Posted. (Sorry for not waiting for Soph and Kiara's reply, I just wanted to pump out Another post really bad in reaction to the rest.)

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Mandi had snickered as Ty explained himself that he wasn't scared of Alberta, the hydromancer didn't quite believe that to be completely true, but there would surely be little gains to be had in arguing with the young man. While he had seemingly tossed that part of the challenge out the window, he did answer who he thought was the cutest girl around, and he had picked Sophiel. This had been followed by a soft nod of the head by Mandi, who looked more thoughtful than annoyed by the choice. While Kiara wasn't exactly ugly, the young mage could understand how Sophiel had been the top choice in this situation. What the young mage had not counted on however had been that Ty would have been so bold.

'He really answered that? Huh.. he really is an idiot after all. Brave and honest though...' Mandi had thought, whilst getting a more amused facial expression.

"Oooh, Sophiel you have an admirer~ Ty-rific." Mandi said in a soft and teasing tone towards Sophiel, giving a wink to her and then smiling over at Ty, who were now addressing another student.

'Oh it's the whirlwind idiot...' The mage thought, still bearing some annoyance with how that boy had burst into Yvaine the first day in class. "Rocks? Don't you mean- Oh hey Ankaa~" Mandi offered a slight wave on seeing the classmate offer some nods to those present, but there were more on the way to join them. That's when Yvaine appeared, and Mandi in turn sprung into action, almost dancing the way over to the kindhearted girl.

"Hello Yvaine~ Glad you made it~. Time for hoot-hoot to go scoot-scoot." Mandi smiled warmly indicating the train, the black and blonde coloured hair fell to one side then the other, as Mandi tilted the head from left and right in a cheery manner. Then the professor himself showed up with another student, a crowd was quickly gathering up. Nyx had told them that they could get free food and drinks on the train, that was a pretty good thing for the students. But knowing there were people like Ty, Mandi was confident that the academy coffers would soon come to deeply regret that. Speaking of Ty, it seemed like the professor had some special thing to speak with Ty and Kiara about. Mandi simply observed them, in a somewhat discreet manner, over Yvaine's shoulder. The ponderous thought that the young hydromancer had were cut short by the arrival of Alberta and Kress.

'Oh? That Alstein kid and the queen of pricks were abit late to join us... and this is too good to pass up on.' Mandi thought closely, before coughing into the right hand that the mage had just formed into a fist. The mage raised it's voice and spoke out towards Alberta.

"Were you two up too late last night, miss Alberta? You look exhausted! Mister Alstein you scoundrel~." Mandi snickered and then the mage's mouth turned into a wide grin, followed by pouty lips making a kissy face accompanied with some sounds to make the implied occurance so much more plain. Mandi soon after readied up, knowing that girl's temper it was good to be ready in case she would try something. Verbal or otherwise.

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I would like to post again Before getting on the train. I cannot let this slip.

Avalia

Terneus Andros and ???

'How dare they treat me as if I were some drunk, no even worse... a damned vulgar vagrant. Where is Feldrin? That useless good for nothing commander. How I miss that other one, what was his name again? Well then again they were quick to carry out the order to lop his head off. Too bad that I got the proof of his innocence so late, well no reason to weep for spilt wine. Even elven wine. Unless it's at least fourhundred years old...' The elf mused, thinking back to his younger years when he partook in the mass exile of some low quality elves. The governor felt abit guilty, he really should have executed them instead of sending them away, would have likely saved alot of future problems with them filthy dark elves breeding like rabbits.

The brightly and elegantly clad governor kept ascending the stairs, he briefly looked over his shoulder seeing some man turning another direction after having just gotten up the stairs. The ever caring and polite elven governor decided it was best not to spend any more seconds looking at someone who had absolutely no real worth. But then again, who within this entire hall had? As far as he knew, he was the purest elf there. None were as well dressed as him, none were as beautiful despite the detestable scar which were now forming on his face. His magical powers were almost unmatched, if it weren't for that accursed lich he would have taken the throne ages ago. Ofcourse he would never admit it, as that could put HIM on Aklenroth's list of enemies, and that was not something the elf was fond of speculating on.

While Aklenroth had allowed him to govern over the light elves, he was still annoyed that his skills would be wasted at such a meager position compared to being a king. How wonderful it would had been if he could have wiped out the dark elves, every last one. And while he would be at it, take the demi-humans and orcs along with it. The fairies however could still be useful. To serve drinks and perform tasks which were unbefitting for elves of his stature, or others who shared noble blood. Even if they weren't as pure as he was, they too deserved some privilges for being superior in both mind and body. The exploits of the elven race was truly something which Terneus was most fond of, for what could be greater than reinforcing yourself and those lesser that you are completely and legitimely right.

He huffed slightly as he got up the last pair of stairs leading to one of the balconies, how he really despised walking up stairs. His walk looks far more grand while descending down stairs, like the proper elven god as he truly was. Well the closest thing to a god anyways according to his benevolence. The elf took off his mask and took some fresh air, if one could consider the demi-human's city's air to be anything near fresh. But it would have to do in the absence of the elven realm. 'This city is revolting. More than in one way.' He thought and then coughed slightly, the air was really horrible compared to the elven lands. It even contained some duist particles. Dust particles? Way up where he was? There were a slight change in the wind around him, and his eyes slowly turned to the right and looking back at him were some bright seemingly glowing orange eyes sticking out of some dark shroud. The elf grabbed the mirror by his belt and swung out towards the eyes, which in that instant vanished and the shroud quickly hurled itself into the air. The elf could feel a grip on his wrist, but more than that he was now staring into the face of some nightmarish creature. What in the elven graces was this? The governor felt a chill along his spine, was this a demon of some kind? It bore pale skin, white long hair and with those piercing eyes locked into his. The creature bore some wings which were now halfway folded as it was holding itself upside down, using a single hand on the elf's wrist.

"Boo." The figure said, it's jagged cornerteeth protruding through an amused smile.

The elf gritted his teeth, it didn't matter what this thing was. It was touching his regal form, how dared it. "Don't touch me!" The governor cursed and spitted as he did, before he swung out with his other hand trying to punch it but it propelled itself up into the air still upside down, it's dark wings extending and revealing a pattern of large eyes within.

"My my, how fierce you are." The figure mocked with a soft laugh, as it twirled in the air, landing a distance away along the balcony railing.

"What manner of disgusting half-breed or demon are you? A moth drawn to my light?" The elf asked in a demanding manner, his one arm ready to pulverize this creature if he had to.

"No, I think it might be that your folly shines like a beacon in the starry night..." The moth fairy mused with a smirk on it's lips.

"You insolent creature, do you know who I am? I could have you hang by the morning. Unless I change my mind and blast you to pieces right now!" The elf warned with a threatening tone, his mouth making a frown. This creature was creeping him out.

"Oh.. let me see, you are that one elven governor who almost got himself killed some days ago. Seems you are about as old as you are foolish. I'm sure that wound is going to be great to tell your offspring, if your parts are still working after all the years that is." The fairy grinned and assumed a mocking look in his face.

"Die you cur!" Terneus growled and raised his hand to shoot a ray of light towards the fairy, who went airborne in an instant as if he had foreseen the move ages ago, the soundless ray of light travelled across the sky and finally struck what seemed like a stable not too far away from the building itself. A carriage had been struck most violently by his powerful magic, the elf would have felt a slight amount of pride on seeing the devestation of just a single beam. The ornate looking carriage had been split in two with a scorching hole through it. It was in that moment that he felt it was a shame on a not too bad carriage, now when he thought about it. It seemed abit familiar. And that it was. It was after all his own. Parked neatly in the vicinity so that his grace wouldn't have to walk too far. The elf could feel another thread pop from his wound on realizing he had ruined his own transportation to get home, this fairy was going to pay dearly for this. Terneus looked to the fairy, which very quickly dashed behind some trees and buildings adjacent to the grand structure.

'Such impudent-' The elf thought in a fit of rage before he took a deep breath in and adjusted his composure, it wasn't becoming of an elf of his stature to be petty or overly grudgeful. Even so. Terneus was going to get his hands on that pig faced man, the fairy princess and this damned moth fairy thing along with all the rest later.

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When i wrote 'spice things up' I may have meant to add more fuel to the fire...

I mean take for example, what could happen if Alberta finds her pair of stolen undergaements in Ty's bag... this is ofcourse just an example, as there is surely no way anyone would do something like that. Right?