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Just so you know, I'll be away for 3 days starting today and I might not be able to post during this time.
Lyarea gasped as Anthony drew his sword and moved towards the Pope, and at the resulting standoff. He seemed more upset at this news than their faked abduction of his sister. She couldn't think why. She knew little of Mére and the religion surrounding her, but she'd thought Übel had been defeated and imprisoned. The training of all priestesses in singing and their selection was just a ritual, signifying only the skill of the priestess. Wasn't it?

"Don't be so hasty," she said to the man in blue as he rebuked Anthony. "He believed his sister was in danger only a while ago. Wouldn't you do the same in his place?" She turned to the Pope. "This is all very well for them, but why involve us?"
Headphones: that song describes someone in one of my stories exactly. Much more exactly than the theme song I'd already picked out for him. I may have to borrow it...

Also, I'll be away for three days on a camp starting tomorrow, so I might not be able to get on here much. Just advance warning.
Lyarea turned her head slightly as a man in blue spoke up. It looked like he'd come to the same conclusions she had. He'd also put out the fire, to her relief. Apparently the Council members had planned for that too.

"I have no intentions of sitting," a cold voice rang out. With a glance at the aisles, she realised it was the living sword. "You kidnapped a girl and vandalized the play," he continued. "Not to mention the fire that could have hurt plenty of innocent lives. The fact that you think there is a single excuse for your actions is pathetic."

She was surprised. Whether the voices' description of him was metaphorical or not, she had not expected him to be bound by morals.

"I agree," she spoke after him as clearly as she could. Two years of wandering had reduced her Vradi accent to nigh-unnoticeable faintness. "If you meant to gather us here for your own purposes, you should not have chosen such loathsome means. You may have made enemies out of potential allies."
"I am Pope Leo the VI," the man at the head of the figures in black spoke soothingly. Lyarea stared at him, and quickly counted the surrounding figures. Eight in total...wasn't that the entire Council of the Church of Mére?

"Please sit...we can explain the situation," he said. He looked to be in his fifties at the very least, but the gleam in his eyes was that of a man half his age. It was almost like he enjoyed this.

Brash, a few of the voices echoed her as she moved to one of the first few pews and sat down. Anthony and a few others had done the same; he, in particular, remained tense while he was sitting. Understandable, as it was his sister they'd kidnapped—

Lyarea blinked. They were the Council, the leaders of the church. If they needed Elizabeth for something, all they had to do was ask. Why go to such lengths? Why snatch her off the stage of a play in front of the entire town?

Why explain anything to us?

She tilted her head, staring at the Pope intently. Kidnap Elizabeth in a showy and dramatic way, and see who was brave or foolish enough to come running...

But the torches? a voice asked.

Your vision remains woefully inadequate, a few others said. It was no accident.

Putting lives at risk for a distraction? Lyarea's eyes narrowed. Whatever his explanation was, it had better be good.
Oh god why...

But wait, if he's the god of bad puns, wouldn't making them be like worshipping him in a way?
I have a sudden urge to create that character now.
Expanded on my character's history a bit.
Trying my hand at this...

Name: Ryn

Species: Hyper-butterfly



Gender: Identifies as female

Age: 31

Mental Illness: Narcissistic personality disorder, paranoia

Appearance: Ryn appears as a woman in her twenties of average height with completely symmetrical features. She is lightly and evenly tanned with waist-length brown hair and electric blue eyes. Her body is extremely lean with very well-defined muscles. She has long arms and legs, and her fingers and toes appear slender and delicately formed. While the rest of her body may undergo slight alterations from day to day, her face never changes; she appears proudest of her high cheekbones and heart-shaped lips. The energy fields which are her true form extend from her back and span two metres in total. They have no fixed shape, but she is fond of forming them into multiple pairs of angel wings. They change colour frequently.

History: Ryn's homeworld was extremely advanced, with humans colonising several planets in the galaxy. She was born on one of the more remote worlds as the only child of parents who worked in the mines. Her childhood was relatively uneventful, with most of her time being spent in the community education centre with other children her age. She showed talent in, if not making friends, at least gathering followers. She led her group in bullying the other children but stopped when she realised that none of them were interesting enough to be worth her time and attention. She transformed when she was 18 and found work as a smuggler. She worked her way up the ranks quickly but it was not enough for her. She killed her boss when she was 21 and stole his ship, becoming a mercenary instead and building up her own crew. Her recklessness and delusions of grandeur grew over time, but not enough to affect her ability to complete jobs. Rumours of her exploits eventually reached the galactic government, which sent a hyper-butterfly officer to investigate.

As it turned out, he was the only one who ever came close to capturing her several times. His name was Bob and he had chosen an insectoid form for himself, compound eyes and all. He said that having four arms was convenient, but it gradually became clear that he shared her distaste for the ordinary and thirst for adventure. Needless to say, she was intrigued. This turned out to be her undoing, as he was able to catch her off-guard and sedate her in their last confrontation. His orders were to take her to government headquarters to be imprisoned, but he placed some blocks on her powers and brought her to Osmond's Institute instead.

Personality: Ryn enjoys showing off and proving her superiority over others, feeling that ordinary people are beneath her. She believes that everyone should admire her, but if not, their fear and cautious respect will suffice. She is scornful of those who dislike her and treat her with perceived disrespect, and will retaliate by any means within her power. Indifference frustrates her, and she will be driven to make them either admire or fear her. She can be surprisingly considerate to people who flatter or respect her, but will become suspicious of their motives and turn vindictive quickly.

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Fears: Being outsmarted and humiliated, losing to others.

Capabilities:

-Biological manipulation: Ryn can control any biological matter in the vicinity of her "wings". This is currently limited to affecting herself. Flesh and muscle can be formed quickly, but materials like bone or teeth take longer and are usually taken from elsewhere in her body. Ryn mostly uses this to keep her body in good condition and occasionally make some unsettling modifications (like tiny mouths on her fingertips). She needs to understand how any modifications would work before carrying them out. For example, if she wanted to eat through mouths on her hands, she would need to design a way for them to digest food and release the nutrients into her body.

-Controlling intermolecular bonds: Due to mental blocks placed by Bob, this is limited to altering phase states of various substances. While she can flash boil water and create dry ice, she cannot melt metal or liquidise other gases in air.

Miscellaneous: She keeps herself meticulously clean and well-groomed. Threatening to move her to a room without a shower is a good way to get her to cooperate, as are rewards of hair conditioner and shampoo.

OOC Notes: Ryn does not think of herself as a hyper-butterfly, but as a human with extraordinary powers. Since everyone in the institute has powers, she would not automatically look down on anyone there. However, this will also make her even more keen to prove herself. If a confrontation occurs, she will not back down easily.
Lyarea started as a scream came from behind her. It sounded like Elizabeth. When she turned around, the stage was on fire and she could make out several figures in black dragging Elizabeth away. She started after them, and was swiftly followed by the actor playing the warrior king. As it turned out, he was red-haired and wearing a Paladin outfit. Elizabeth's brother? There was a resemblance, and she had said her brother would be there.

Part of her felt guilty for not staying to help.

How did you plan to put out the fire? Or face a panicking crowd?

The figures in black went down several alley-ways, but Lyarea could see them and keep pace with ease. Anthony followed close behind all the while, which she found impressive.

She reached the church just before the figures did and slipped in as they opened the door, standing off to one side as several other people barged in. Elizabeth appeared to be fine, at least.

She moved closer to the group as Anthony started shouting. As an afterthought, she removed her mask and put it away.
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