Inertia

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Wondering, is still still accepting?

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Tagged; Everyone in the party,

Fortunately, it seems like everything was still and nothing would attack the darkness. Until he saw shuffling to his left, glancing he noticed it was the flirting couple, the marksman had fallen on top of Hugh somehow. "There's still people here." he mentioned, sighing deeply. Then Artos heard the shuffling of feet, noticeably getting louder with each light thud. It was the Elven Bard, Ellyn. Seems like she had a rough time sleeping under this spell, as it was rather outlandish. "Seems like everything is quiet, atleast for now." he answered, raising an eyebrow at why she wasn't resting. She then placed her back against the wall, "Well, I didn't know I inspired people, but don't mention it, I don't think I deserve a thanks. Rather, thanks for the song." he mentioned, patting her head lightly, twice.

"Go rest for now, from my eyes you need it." Artos continued, noticing her fatigued disposition. "You're free to rest wherever." Then, he felt a presence somewhere, that also planted his back against the wall. It was the Elven male, who seemingly sighed and wanted to take watch with Artos. "Feel free to do so." he replied, rubbing his left eye as he was getting a little drowsy. "Well Varis, I'm called Artos Raulyn. I'd ask you another question- you know what nevermind."

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<Snipped quote by Afina>

VARIS' HIT LIST

• Anger issues man_{Killed by potential future wife}
• Cocky Marksman_{Already killing anger issues man by marrying him in the future}
• Elf hater

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Varis wishes the best of luck to anger issues man and his survival in the future after the marriage.

@Ryu

*Sweat drops*

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Post up, interesting spell.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Tagged; Everyone in the party,

While everyone was teasing the flirting couple, Artos didn't really care nor mind, instead his mind being wrapped around the tome of enchanters long past. "Hn, so that would- no, I need to look at it from that angle... hmm." he said to himself outloud "They really didn't want just anyone cracking their code." he continued, glancing at Hugh and him removing his chest plate. With a raised eyebrow, he motioned for him to pass his chainmail "Let me tes- try enchanting that piece of armor for a second." he called out to Hugh.

Suddenly, he felt mana weaving ever so subtly in the air. Artos swiftly shut his tome and he unconsciously snapped his sword, Red Trinity, out of its ornate holster, looking around the area for any enemies. Promptly placing it back in its home when he noticed that the leader of the band, Vivian, was casting the spell. Being sensitive to energies being weaved, and casted around the individual is a natural affinity for most Magus'. Blackness suddenly filled his eyes, "They didn't detail this spell on any tome I've read before." he said in a suprised manner, whistling at the vast spell that was cast. "I might just ask you to teach me that spell, I'm a Magus after all."

He looked around and absolutely say nothing, Artos started casting "Mens Oculus", his eyes begin glowing an aura of red. "An enemy might still attack us, with the guise of darkness." he mentioned, "I am keeping watch, so I'll keep this spell on." planting his back against the wall, red eyes swimming around the darkness.

The Unsung Heroes (Superhero,Always Open)

Haah, managed to get a somewhat, and relatively longer post than my others haha.

The Unsung Heroes (Superhero,Always Open)

The paramedic was about done with the rather personal 'test', and with a slight groan he sat up, eyeing the agents who were getting along rarther well, more than Matthew thought. Agent Nova had turned to Matthew, and another barrage of statements laced with sly questions subtly added. "Well, the same can be applied to you, Miss Agent." he replied teasingly, "First time I've heard that the legendary Robin Hood had an accent too, I feel honored." getting up, and rubbing the back of his neck with his right hand and on the other he fished something from his belt pouch. He began writing something on a small note, under the eye of both agents. Also noting that he himself might need a drink, he might just go to one.

"I guess us Vigilantes prefer the lone-wolf style, huh? Who would've known." he said, with a slight chuckle "Just don't call me Robin Hood." he continued, glancing at the his electric wristwatch. "Time's up." he continued, doing a two finger salute towards Nova and then releasing circular metal balls from his wrist, when it landed it released a short burst of smoke covered a small area and only lasted around a minute. When the smoke dispersed, Matthew had all but disappeared, and a small note could be found on Agent Nova's back. A sewer cover could be seen, slightly open and could be noticed.

On the note

Below the 'Kick Me', there was a PS:
Thanks for the company, I'll be alright so don't worry.
When you need me, just fire out that 'Robin Hood' logo in the sky
like a certain bat fellow?

Pss: I am kidding, don't actually do that.

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Reaching the Mercer household, Anna greeted him, "Matthew are you al-" she cut off, plugging her nose tightly "Eyuck you smell, go take a bath then we can go and I'll call that personal doctor." Matthew promptly lift his arm and took a whiff, only to snap his neck back. "I see what you mean." he replied "Call doc, I still need one." After a warm bath, he put on his relatively normal clothes.

The doctor, Doctor Preston soon came in, with the same face as when Matthew would call him with deep injuries. "Matthew, why do you always have some injury that are usually broken bones" he said with a deep sigh, "Well, you'd probably just come up with another excuse." he continued, wrapping layers of gauze on his chest and stomach area. "Well, don't move too much, the injuries were fortunately not deep." he mentioned while injecting a serum into Matthew. "Be careful 'golfing' next time." he joked, packing his bag and getting up to walk to the door, before bowing to Anna and taking his leave.

"You're gonna have to tell him sometime, he's not dumb you know." Anna said, with folded arms and a grin. "Sometime, not now." Matthew replied, putting on his 'civilian' clothes, a green leather jacket and black jeans. "I am heading out for a drink, wanna come?" he asked, motioning his hands. "Hmm, Nahh, Appreciate the offer Matt, but I wanna sleep, tad tired." she replied, while patting Matthew's back, to which he winced in pain. "Alright, but you know, that still hurts." he said to her, rubbing his back.

Walking out the door, his breath was visible. Walking back inside, and putting on a red scarf. The streets were as busy as usual, and after a while of looking he found a bar that served light drinks. Entering, the smell of booze and desperate men entered his nose and visions respectively. The creak of the boards were invisible under the loud chatter of drunken men and women, and sitting on the corner of the bar, he motioned for the bartender and said "Something light." before snapping his eyes at the flirting individuals.

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Tagged; Everyone in the party,

Travelling along with the wagon, it was stopped and the apparent leader. Vivian offered to rest or to enter the ancient city of old, at first Artos wanted to enter the city immidietly. Eyeing the overall fatigue of the group, including his own as his mana was still thoroughly drained, he decided otherwise. Raising his voice, "I opt for rest." he voiced, "I'll also volunteer to be lookout, you all look more tired than me." Walking next to the wheel of the stopped wheel, and resting his back against it, placing his weapon between his legs and the left side of his neck and also placing his hood over his head.

As he said that, the leader pointed to a shadowy base, with adequate shade, and with a shrug, Artos followed.
"Ellyn, you need to rest the most." he called out, wondering what she was talking about, something about lactic acid. "Oh, and Sir Hugh, we can later talk about a few paladins who managed to live, like you." he continued as his deep scarlet eyes danced around the surroundings, looking for anything that could possibly attack the group.

The Unsung Heroes (Superhero,Always Open)

Pretty much,
post up.

The Unsung Heroes (Superhero,Always Open)

Through blurred eyes, he sees Nova being threatening and growling towards a patient and generally being rude to the paramedic "Feisty, I like it." he said outloud as he was laid down to be tested by the rather... unwilling paramedic. After he was asked anything about himself, even a little. Hesitantly, he reached in an inner pocket on his clothes and clicked his voice modulator off, his british accent lacing his voice, "Well, for now I can reveal my accent if you'd like." he joked with a slight grin, followed by a wince from his medical test, "And quit calling me Robin hood, I don't even have a hood."

Another agent promptly appeared, explaining the origins of Robin hood, "Thanks for the history lesson." he replied sarcastically. "You people need to give better codenames to the vigilantes."