Fallenreaper

The Scrolls of Aerusya - The Throne of Evil

*Irish jiggle on OOC*

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Luna said
I lose internet tomorrow

Alright, Luna, I'll put you on the area of the list so no one actively seeks out Colette. Hope to have you back soon!

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

EliteCommander said
After people get settled in at the college, I imagine any new arrivals would be asked if they were Lidda a lot.

Indeed. :p That's the fun part for her.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Toxic Diamond said
Hey Fallen, what does lidda look like, or can I just make that up?

Lol, feel free to make it up as she always shifts her appearances whenever she feels like it. Though keep it biped is all.

Stargate - Alliances

Nice to see the Thread so active. ^-^

Star Wars: Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

*bounces*

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Sam stood up from leaning over a young student, who had an unfortunate accident of falling down the stairs. Luckily the student only sprained his arm but it was mandatory all student wait until they were released. Hence why there were several Golems within the medical ward as well as to ensure the students didn’t hurt themselves. He finally turned upon hearing last night’s patient stir from her sleep, his gentle eyes fixed upon the student with Esyire and human traits. He mistook her reaction when she jolted upright as pure shock from last night, she after all last remembered herself in the dining hall and now woke up in a strange bed, in a strange room and more. Anyone would’ve felt the same.

The healer had been about to settle her down, when a Golem beat him to it, his form fell back a bit. His thoughts wandered to what Lidda had told, giving the same story as the girl, though his rune told him something wasn’t right with the story, but instead he gave her the benefit of the doubt. If Lidda lied, then it was for a reason, one that was to protect the College’s integrity and likely lives. Besides, he was only the healer and when she or Aruna choose to tell the truth, he would listen.

He turned to Lidda, healed thanks to her Vitamancy, who was already dressed and about to be released. Once the Vitamancy teacher noticed the young student was up, she smirked after pulling the last piece of clothing, her shirt, on. Finally done, she picked up a bundle from her bed and made her way to Aruna.

“So, feeling better? Told Sam your story and he’s been changing your bandages all night though you might want to drink that soup at your bedside. If you want to get better and get out of here soon that helps the process.” She pointed to the bowl sitting there, still heated and delicious smelling as the Golem hustled off to find Aruna’s requested book. In Lidda’s hands were a few clothes, Aruna’s size, held in her lap. “Didn’t know what you wore, but these should fit you.”

She plopped them on the bed end.

Sam just chuckled at Lidda’s friendliness, and then stepped towards the new face, his hands folded into his sleeves while he drew closer. “Call me Samuel, and I’m currently the College healer. Who might you be? As far as I know, I wasn’t informed of an examination today. Come to think of it, I’ve never seen you either as a student or staff. However maybe you’re lucky enough not to have come onto harm during your stay and that might be why.”

Apocalyptica

ShonHarris said
@Zombie & Fallen: I added a bit to the Doc and directed the convo. Also, I'm never opposed to a bar fight. Mm... bar fights.

I will look at it after I finish up a few things....but I have a feeling I will be saying something like this: You dirty rotten GM... :p

The Library

Had to improvise with Nathair... hopefully it's not too far fetched to be plausible, obviously not combative capable but still has its uses. :p If not, I'll edit it and think of something else. XD

The Library

Free Billy

Nathair (&Quartz)

Quartz was hoping for someone to suggest something else, anything at all, because personally he didn’t like the notion of losing his nice, warm perch. Sadly, it was Arlette who decided to grant his request and placed him down. His thin body placed upon the gound while he gave a little sigh, clearly disliked to having to be away from the young girl. She was, second to Nathair of course, one of his favorite Holders and it wasn’t hard to see why Mime was so protective of her.

Once down, the spirit shifted slightly uncomfortably when he touched down. His belly was use to the soft forest ground and tough tree bark not the gritty, beach sand at least until he got use to it. His mind didn’t wandered too long on it before suddenly Arlette’s hand was taken and both her and Mime were being lead a way from the scene! Even Quartz knew that wasn’t good as they still had work to do, his eyes shifted over to the woman who led the two out of the crowd. The crowd might’ve settled down after Remia had parted the crowd yet he doubted it would stay that way for long. Eowyn’s words, something he didn’t catch over the crowd’s noises, about Arlette. That’s when Mine’s mental words rippled through Quartz’s mind causing the reptile to stall bit in surprise.

He only experienced the Telepathy a few time, not having the skill himself, and it was an interesting to have discover Mime knew this trait. It also meant he couldn’t speak to the others over the crowd, his words likely drowned out by the crowd’s words and protests. After Mime’s words he had a nasty feeling neither him nor the other were going to like what might happen. His eyes looked for Nathair and spotted him immediately as being slightly midway in the crowd, he tried to help Remia with less effectiveness then the Knight had and now paid for it. He found Nathair’s attempts to overcome his short comings rather humorous in a light hearted way.

Sadly with a Holder in the crowd, his mind remembered the Holder Eowyn mentioned in the crowd, and decided to take matters into his own scales sort of speak. However, he couldn’t open a channel to Eowyn or anyone really which meant, so he hope this was a public line or Mime would deliver his message for him.

Alright, Telepathy is all new to me and since I lack the said skill, I hope this is a public line between most of us. If not, I hope Mime delivers this to all. Remia and Eowyn, you two might want to focus on the crowd and Holder within it. I, as well as Nathair, can get Arlette and Mime back. Not very hard as a few little nips here and there might be a little persuasive enough. However, I don’t think we can make back through this crowd without pulling Remia from where she’s most needed.

He took a breath, and then continued. So, instead we’ll head towards the group of men and seek out the holder there. It might allow me to deal with them better without attracting the crowd’s attention.

Slowly, and through many feet, Quartz had made his way to Nathair. He realized first off, the man was edgy and unsettled. His path blocked all the way around as it caged the holder in. Nathair wanted to bear his teeth but stopped it, he tried to avoid touching the others as much as possible among the crowd and hopefully prevent any baser reaction which could undo what Remia’s efforts had accomplished. A man growling at someone might receive a less kind response in return. Naturally, once Quartz came near Nathair, he noticed the spirit crawl up his pant leg. He tensed then smiled, inwardly knew who it was instantly. Out of instinct and pure knowledge about his spirit’s habits, the man’s eyes flickered to where the expected set of black eyes peered out from his shirt collar.

The Holder then spoke. “I figured you would’ve been with Arlette rather than here.”

“She put me down and we got separated.” Quartz said, his tone slightly depressed by it. A short lived one which he then added. “We’ve got a task, Nathair. I think we should consider retrieving Arlette and Mime, and then head out towards where that small group of men is. Eowyn and Remia can handle the rest here.”

Nathair’s eyebrow raised in question at Quartz’s idea, the snake’s feathers quivered in displeasure while he took on a more commanding voice. “Don’t give me that questionable look. Despite the fact you were adopted, I still took care of you and currently am your father. At least closest thing you will ever have to one. So I don’t need to explain to you, merely just ask that you trust me and do what you’re told!”

“Fine.” Nathair reluctantly answer. “I hope you’re right and they don’t need our help, but I have a nasty feeling about this whole situation.”

They started to make their way to Arlette and Mime, Nathair attempted to push his way through the crowd best he could. Unseen and unknown, Quartz had help a bit by using his own muscle. Using Nathair as a stand, bring him up to the same height of the protesters, he pushed against those who were more stubborn. Nathair had to brace himself from being shoved away each time the spirit mentally told him to. The task would likely be painstakingly slow because Nathair would have to brace while Quartz had to ensure he didn’t use too much strength. Too much would’ve sent Nathair onto his ass and totally counterproductive, yet too little won't budge the humans at all.