There'll be a 3rd dude before tomorrow is out.
You should make a Slytherin. :3
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You should make a Slytherin. :3
Wow.... I was expecting jeanne to make a later entry to the fight.
But this works out....I think.
Well, it's the only way, right? I think? ._.
And voila, my first post. ^_^;
Jeanne - The Eyes in the Sky
It had been an ordinary day to start for Jeanne, a later start than usual, but a start nonetheless. Waking in the late parts of the morning with her hair in little more than a wild disaster of blonde hair, her bleary eyes greeted the sun as it poured through the wistful pale curtains that disguised her room from the outside. Rolling out of bed and casting the heavy blanket aside, her barefoot stride immediately lead to the shower as various articles of clothing fell to the ground.
Running her hands through the lengths of her golden hair, she frowned in a dissatisfied manner as she studied herself in the mirror. Rolling her eyes with a weary morning smile, Jeanne strode towards the shower and turned the knob smoothly. Not a moment after that, steam filled the room and fogged her mirror, all while the pleasant tone over her voice singing a favorite song lined the beginning of her day.
Today was supposed to be a day off for her, after all. A day without missions or danger, a day meant for leisure, sitting in the sill of her window and partaking in the comfortable warmth of the sun, all the while reading a good book. A high pitched squeak announced the end of her own shower, and after she wrapped the warmth of a soft towel about her figure. Tip-toeing back into her room, a sifting through drawers found a blue, thinly strapped summer dress for her to wear. Undergarments slipped on comfortably, and the dress soon after. Taking the time to run a brush through her hair, and even taking a moment to smell the citrus conditioner that she had infused it with, a serene smile crossed her lips.
Today was going to be a beautiful day.
Leaning to sit upon the windowsill, a book sat propped open upon her thigh. Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea it was, one of the masterpieces written by Jules Verne. And while her blue eyes danced across the pages and her bottom lip was bitten in anticipation of the next fateful twist or turn, what she didn't notice at first was an intruder upon her impromptu sanctuary.
"Jeanne!" The lower ranking magi was forced to swallow hard as her pleasant expression suddenly turned into a disgruntled one, and a sharp glare was thrown in his direction. "We've got a SOS call from Augustine! You need to move, now!" SOS missions were something she had quite some experience in, and the S-Ranked woman sighed in spite, today was supposed to have given her a break, after all! Grumbling slightly as she rose to a stand and fitted a pair of sandals to her feet, Jeanne opened her window to the midday sun.
And from it she leapt.
Sprouting and swiftly growing from her shoulder blades grew a pair of magnificent and beautiful wings. As white as the purest ivory and shining like the sun, she darted across the sky akin to how a hummingbird darts from one flower to the next. With the maximum speed she possessed, it would not take long for her to reach the city of Augustine.
Nearing the city, even from a commendable distance she could tell that there was something wrong, horribly wrong. High in the sky expanded a cloud of petals and from them it all collapsed down upon the city. That was Hana's magic, it was one that she knew all too well. They were searching for someone, or something. Yet the trademark surge of her fellow S-Class Magi's form streaking across the sky caught her attention first.
Her hands slipped to her sides as her wings folded inward, and from high above the city, Jeanne descended through the falling petals. A few of them brushing her so that Hana would know about her coming. While at the same time as she fell, white fire coalesced in her grasp, a long sword made of the purely white flame that was her trademark magic. One she was at equal altitude with Hana however, the wings spread wide, and her Lamia Scale guild mates would be able to see her as she darted past the sun.
If she was here, it meant that the Guild Master of Lamia Scale had requested her interference on the matter. Catching up to Hana wasn't terribly much of an issue, and soon she was flying right beside the most powerful Magi in her guild. Glancing to her teammate from the corner of her eye, Jeanne spoke quite amicably, cheerfully, even though today was supposed to be a day off.
"Troubling times, yes? Who are we hunting?"
It had been an ordinary day to start for Jeanne, a later start than usual, but a start nonetheless. Waking in the late parts of the morning with her hair in little more than a wild disaster of blonde hair, her bleary eyes greeted the sun as it poured through the wistful pale curtains that disguised her room from the outside. Rolling out of bed and casting the heavy blanket aside, her barefoot stride immediately lead to the shower as various articles of clothing fell to the ground.
Running her hands through the lengths of her golden hair, she frowned in a dissatisfied manner as she studied herself in the mirror. Rolling her eyes with a weary morning smile, Jeanne strode towards the shower and turned the knob smoothly. Not a moment after that, steam filled the room and fogged her mirror, all while the pleasant tone over her voice singing a favorite song lined the beginning of her day.
Today was supposed to be a day off for her, after all. A day without missions or danger, a day meant for leisure, sitting in the sill of her window and partaking in the comfortable warmth of the sun, all the while reading a good book. A high pitched squeak announced the end of her own shower, and after she wrapped the warmth of a soft towel about her figure. Tip-toeing back into her room, a sifting through drawers found a blue, thinly strapped summer dress for her to wear. Undergarments slipped on comfortably, and the dress soon after. Taking the time to run a brush through her hair, and even taking a moment to smell the citrus conditioner that she had infused it with, a serene smile crossed her lips.
Today was going to be a beautiful day.
Leaning to sit upon the windowsill, a book sat propped open upon her thigh. Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea it was, one of the masterpieces written by Jules Verne. And while her blue eyes danced across the pages and her bottom lip was bitten in anticipation of the next fateful twist or turn, what she didn't notice at first was an intruder upon her impromptu sanctuary.
"Jeanne!" The lower ranking magi was forced to swallow hard as her pleasant expression suddenly turned into a disgruntled one, and a sharp glare was thrown in his direction. "We've got a SOS call from Augustine! You need to move, now!" SOS missions were something she had quite some experience in, and the S-Ranked woman sighed in spite, today was supposed to have given her a break, after all! Grumbling slightly as she rose to a stand and fitted a pair of sandals to her feet, Jeanne opened her window to the midday sun.
And from it she leapt.
Sprouting and swiftly growing from her shoulder blades grew a pair of magnificent and beautiful wings. As white as the purest ivory and shining like the sun, she darted across the sky akin to how a hummingbird darts from one flower to the next. With the maximum speed she possessed, it would not take long for her to reach the city of Augustine.
Nearing the city, even from a commendable distance she could tell that there was something wrong, horribly wrong. High in the sky expanded a cloud of petals and from them it all collapsed down upon the city. That was Hana's magic, it was one that she knew all too well. They were searching for someone, or something. Yet the trademark surge of her fellow S-Class Magi's form streaking across the sky caught her attention first.
Her hands slipped to her sides as her wings folded inward, and from high above the city, Jeanne descended through the falling petals. A few of them brushing her so that Hana would know about her coming. While at the same time as she fell, white fire coalesced in her grasp, a long sword made of the purely white flame that was her trademark magic. One she was at equal altitude with Hana however, the wings spread wide, and her Lamia Scale guild mates would be able to see her as she darted past the sun.
If she was here, it meant that the Guild Master of Lamia Scale had requested her interference on the matter. Catching up to Hana wasn't terribly much of an issue, and soon she was flying right beside the most powerful Magi in her guild. Glancing to her teammate from the corner of her eye, Jeanne spoke quite amicably, cheerfully, even though today was supposed to be a day off.
"Troubling times, yes? Who are we hunting?"
Good to see!
I'll be waiting to see what you write up:)
Prepare to be disappointed. @.@
@Feisty-Pants Imagine, just for a second, your character(blanking on the name) getting with Revan
Heaven and hell? LOL
<Snipped quote by Feisty-Pants>
SAO is short for Sword Art Online. The refrence is that the main character had only one other guy friend and like 6 other girl friends who all fricken loved him. It caused me so much stress. >~<
Ah. XD
I could do that...hm. I'll get to work.
I like that this is more of a small group of friends ^^
@4weekcoma
Just out of curiosity, did you make two characters just cuz you wanted to or do you have some kind of super secret plan for one of them?
Also... there's only one guy XD this is like SAO all over again!!
SAO? Never watched it. XD
It seems that Gabriel will have his harem. Well, not counting Hannah. She is a business lady, not some mewling quim.
@j8cob
Mamba-San has figured me out.
Before I could admit that he is a playboy
It's also funny how I have a gifriend as well.
@Feisty-Pants
I've read too many mangas that happen to do that. Beside it was a 'what if'.
Of yeah the team lamia is consisted on lone wolves mages.
It just works out like that.
Everyone knows he's a playboy in OOC, but you really can't tell IC.
Nope. She can't tell IC, so best of luck there!
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