Queen Arya

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Ranni Soleil, Priestess of Aelios

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^{Dawnhaven - The Temple of Aelios}

A resounding thump echoed off the chamber's walls, the sound heralding the awakening of its lone occupant, not because she had done something intentionally... but rather due to her position now laying on the floor... next to her bed. The sudden impact of the fall jolted the girl awake with a flurry of flailing and rapid sputtering, until she realized her circumstances, and looked on at her bed with an expression of both irritation and longing. Yet, a Priestess had work to do in the morning. Certainly before others came to visit her temple!

Pushing herself to her feet, Ranni looked towards the familiar form of her Gecko Plushie, Goji, still sitting on the bed. A small pout grew on her features as he frowned towards the toy. "Goji! You're supposed to warn me before I fall out of bed! Slacker." She chided, as if the toy could understand a single she was saying to it. Moving from the bed in a fluid motion, Ranni set about getting ready for the day. Pausing only for a second as she went to change, and realizing she'd gone to sleep without her nightgown. Odd. With a shrug, the girl decided it must've been hot in the temple when she fell asleep, and thus opted to not wear a layer. A habit the Priestess hoped ahe wouldn't get attached to, modesty was rather important afterall!

A few minutes later, Ranni was drifting out of her quarters to begin her chores for the day before those in need of Aelios' light might begin showing up. Reaching down, she lightly patted the head of the plushie sitting in her pocket, its head sticking out as if watching where she was taking him for the day. A soft hum had barely started to leave Ranni's lips as she proceeded down the hall... before she heard it. Voices. Not the voices of the guards she'd become used to either, one she didn't recognize and one belonging to... Kira. Why was she here so ear-

No wonder I feel so rested...

The thought crossed Ranni's mind as she recalled the way she'd been feeling weaker and weaker in small increments the last few days. The way she kept waking up tired... but somehow had avoided that this morning. Along with the fact that people were already inside the temple... there was only one conclusion for the girl to come to...

She'd slept in.

With a small squeak, Ranni ran forward the last few steps to try to reach the guests and apologize for her tardiness, but in her fanatic run the girl's newfound biology quickly decided to show itself right as she emerged from the hall leading back to her quarters. Her tail, long and usually rather uncontrolled swished back her legs as she ran. Treating those sitting inside to the sight of the blonde Priestess appearing, and nearly instantly falling forward with a yelp of surprise as she once again met the floor.

She almost broke her oath not to swear...

Slowly pushing herself up to her feet, Ranni looked towards the two in her temple and held up a hand as if asking them to wait. Turning back, she walked into the hall and out of their sight. A moment later, the Priestess reappeared at a much calmer pace with a serene look on her features. Attempting a re-do at her entrance. The only sign of her precious ordeal being the stray strands of blonde hair that had decided to start their rebellion at her usual controlled styling early that day.

"My apologies for keeping you waiting, I fear I might've stayed up too late reading and slept in..." Ranni said to the two as she re-entered this time. Hoping the explanation would serve well enough to stave off any irritation they might've developed while waiting for her.

"Miss Kira! A pleasure to see you again! Ranni said with a slight bow of her head before turning her attention towards Sya.
"And... ah, I am afraid I do not know your name. I am Priestess Ranni Soleil, how might I assist you in Aelios' light today?" She asked the other, wearing a warm smile as she approached the two, stopping just before them as her tail lightly flicked behind herself.

Inside her violet eyes, a determined look burned. A determination to outdo the rough start of the day, and prove she could handle the temple just fine while her sisters were gone...

Light, she missed them.

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Symphony of Madness: Beach Trip

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Phoebe Selinas

Phoebe

Phoebe Selinas
Max MP: 70 Current MP: 58
Casting: Spawn (2) + Push (2) = 4

Gear: N/A (Its at her hotel, she was a prisoner silly!)

Leveraging: Hover (4)

"I can make it down." Came the simple reply from the girl towards the extremely strange-looking cultist with giant hands. In the next moments, the girl looked over the edge of his palm towards the ground. The very waves of air seemed to vibrate about her palm, distorting in the localized gravity field she manifested as she cast her spell, until Ouranos pointed at her target without a word. Instantly, the same distortions appeared above the ground, waiting for their Mistress' command.

Without a second thought, Ouranos stepped off the massive palm, feeling the gravitational magic she'd become accustomed to flowing around her as she fell towards the indicated target, and the spell activated to push against her... slowing the girl to an easy hover above the ground. All grace, looking every bit the celestial royalty her outfit invoked. Celestial royalty, which could soon prove to be equally furious in its elegance, as her trio of 'Meteors' swirled up around the Esper. Settling into a lazy orbit as she drifted towards the slimes. Ouranos' eyes narrowed as she looked towards the girl on the ground who'd just assaulted the large gun being built, and followed her shift in attention towards the slimes attacking the hands holding the ship in place.

Damned thing is probably too big for me to hold down... Ouranos thought to herself, shifting her momentum to bring her within range of a group of slimes moving towards the large hands. "If we can find the engines on that thing, we can keep it from lifting off!" She called towards the girl on the ground. Leaving out the second half of her statement that the knowledge was solely based off what she saw in Sci-Fi movies. In the next moment, as she drew in range, Ouranos pointed toward a group of slimes near the massive hands. "Hey, assholes!" Ouranos shouted, an angry edge growing in her voice that these things had been holding her captive until recently. In the next moment, the Esper outstretched an arm and her trio of meteors hurled forwards in deadly blurs, each aiming directly for a slime.

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Symphony of Madness: Beach Trip

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Phoebe Selinas

Phoebe

Phoebe Selinas
Max MP: 70 Current MP: 62
Casting: Spawn (2) + Suspend (4) + Push (2) + AoE (2) + Damage (2) = 16
Projectile (0) + Pull (2) = 2

Gear: N/A (Its at her hotel, she was a prisoner silly!)

Leveraging: N/A

One moment, she was sitting comfortably on the bed of the rather plush hotel she'd been upgraded to... filing her nails and admiring the outfit she'd chosen for the night. The next? Everything about her flickered for just a half of a second. Enough that Phoebe slowly placed the tool down, but not enough for her to fully register what she'd seen. Her gaze flicked up towards the light overhead in the next moment, a frown on her features as Phoebe wondered if she'd need to place a call to the front desk. With a small sigh of irritation, the idol gave a little shrug and hummed softly to the music floating through her open window; pumping in from the club across the street where she'd been the last few nights. The rhythmic thumping, highs and lows of energy flowing with every beat... even the very familiar sound of her own voice carrying the lyrics through the air. Reaching the chorus, which she knew to be rather energetic and sure to draw a cheer from the crowd inside the building. Slowly, the potential built and built...

Until the horrendous static of a stereo's speaker failing through her song.

Static seeming to come from inside her head.

Phoebe spun on heel, lashing out with her arm in a wild slash as the static flickered in and our. At the same moment, so did the pleasant scene of the hotel room. Flashing violently as if reality were tearing itself asunder, and revealing a cold... plain metallic wall belonging to a cell. Each flash grew in length, forcing itself atop Phoebe's own reality and becoming more... real for lack of a better word. As the world faded, evaporating as made from mist, Phoebe finally began to realize she'd been stuck in an illusion of sorts... and was now stuck in a much more real cell. Fear attempted to grip the idol's heart, wondering how long she'd been here. What had happened to her... and if she'd be able to escape. Regain. Composure. She chided herself, countering with the same words that'd been drilled into her during her time training to perform. One couldn't lose themselves in front of thousands, now could they?

"Astéria."

The esper spoke the word as if uttering a command, and the trio of orbs she'd used as her weapon came racing towards the girl. Kept, thankfully, nearby. It seemed her captors didn't find much threat from beach bal-

They're normal.

Phoebe noticed the change nearly instantly as the tungsten orbs glinted in the little light penetrating herself. In the next, her gaze snapped down to see the usual style she wore when acting as an esper, not the bikini she'd found herself in as of late. "What the fu-" Phoebe started to say, before hearing the soft hiss of a door opening at the far end of the hall. From it, two forms that could only be described as moving slimes emerged, moving towards her cell. She'd seen enough movies to know she wanted nothing from some otherworldly creature getting close enough to touch her, and instantly Phoebe started calling upon her magic. Overhead, subtle changes in the air started to pulsate as gravity waves started to answer to Phoe- no, Ouranos' calls. As the two slimes slowly got closer, the esper shot a cocky grin their way as she pointed at the two.

"Nice try, but I'll be going now." She said, offering a playful wink as a small section of corridor between the slimes and herself suddenly became laced with magic. Were the duo to enter, they'd find themselves shot up into air as if by an invisible hand... then slammed backwards as the invisible fist of gravity would slam into their gelatinous forms.

Ouranos, on the other hand, did not wait to see the effect of her spell. Instead spinning even as she threw both arms outwards towards the wall opposite her cell door. All three of her weapons surged forward, answering the call of their mistress, and impacted the wall in the exact same location. Denting it, before surging back and ramming forward once more. A strange hammer, but an effective one none the less. The deafening impact could be heard down the halls, and on the other side of the cell's walls as they steadily bowed outwards. Failing under the continuous assault of a very angry esper. Slowly, the metallic clanging turned steadily into a shearing screech as the walls finally failed and her trio of spheres shot through... into the harsh light of day beyond. Ouranos' eyes shot open wide as hope surged through her mind, escape being just in front of her.

Without even a second of hesitation, another spell was composed and cast as Ouranos reached her arm out with her hand hooked into a claw as if gripping at the edge of the jagged hole she'd carved. With a deafening yell of exertion, she yanked her hand to the right. As she did, the wall of her cell tore free and fell away, leaving a hole big enough for Ouranos to escape through... and escape she did. Charging out and jumping through without a second thought, a scream tore itself free from her lips as the esper fell through the open air... only to land in the giant palm of somebody wearing cultist robes and quipping about only wearing underwear...

Not the strangest thing of the day.

Looking back towards the... ship... she'd escaped from, Ouranos very quickly decided she'd rather be on the weird cultist-dude's side than the place that had imprisoned her. Looking back towards the man, she quickly responded. "How can I help? Who're are these... things?"

The day just kept getting weirder.