Raijinslayer

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@j8cob

This is both hilarious, and terrifying.

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I guess he needs to put some ice on that burn... B)

@j8cob

. . . Stop it, stop it right now. We're not doing that, I'm telling you, we're NOT doing that. I forbid it.

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So, when is everybody going to wake up? Also, are Chrome's big-sister sense going to take notice of Aiden's pain, or will she continue to talk with Oriel, as the are now BFF's

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Yeah, no way was I going to let Aiden walk away from being burned alive for who knows how long with out a trouble in the world. He's got to suffer for his idiotic stubborness.

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Aiden "Maybe it'd because we've both killed dragons." Aiden said, his eyes glancing at Sable slereping form,a confused anger seemimg to burn in them. He knew bding angry at Sable was idiotic, but it didn't keep it from happening when ever he thought about it. "Anyway, Is there anything else you need to speak about with me, cause if not I'm going to leave. I don't want to be ariund when those tw wake up and see my-Gaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. Damn, I forgot about the burns. Jeez, seems like my numbing magic us beginning to wear off, so if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking my leave now." Aiden then began to limp away, pain on his face as he went outside and eased himself down in a shadowed corner, taking only minimal interest in. . . what ever was going on between Oriel and Chrome. It had gone from a full-on fight to some sort of arguement about being a lesbian after an accidental kiss, then Aiden had tuned out, no longer wanting to know about it. Instead he focused in his wounds, gathering moisture from the air and having it coalesce on his burns, and when all his burns were covered, they began to glow with magical energy, slowly healing Aiden as he sat. "Water Dragon's Calming Pond." Healing, an art he had yet to even think of mastering. It took him awhile to do it, the subject had to be completely still while he did, and he was still rather bad at it. He would only be able to heal the burns enough so that they won't be serious unjuries, but they'll still hurt like hell for a while. That is, unless Cynthia decided to forgive him for the stunt he pulled and was feeling unusually merciful. Other wise, he was going to have to wait the rest of the healing process out. How fun. 'What in the hwll was I thinking when I let Oriel light me up with tjose flames. Oh right, I wasn't, I was too busy trying to outlast her. Dammit, Well at least I know to never do that again.' Revan Revan nodded as the others seemed to agree with him that going back to the hall would suck. When Aria asked Brad what he wanted, the Paragon member of Harpy's wing could only chuckle in response. "Aria, I believe it's rather obvious what the brat wants. It's a futile battle he's fighting as he doesn't have an iota of the charm he thinks he has. If you ask me, it's a wonder he hasn't been kicked out of his guild for being the lecherous little monkey he is. Must be bevause he's the master's son and niether him, nor his brothers, want him out of their sight." With a yawn, Revan snuggled deeper into his sleeping bag, staring up into the stars. "A question for the floor, since we have the time, but I've been wondering for a while now. What's it like to have parents? I never did, nothing even close to them, so it has been something I've been meaning to ask, but never had the chance to ask. Until now, that is?"

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

"We should begin now!" Jackson said, his voice filled, not with fear, but vengeful anger. . . as well as desperation. His hand, curled around his wounded arm, his mind thinking back to the night of horror, but instead of him, it was someone else. He couldn't. he wouldn't let that happen, not if he could help it. "We all ready might be to late, but we have to try anyway. If we don't, the missing student could die, if he isn't already. . . or worse." Turning to Kanoa, he continued talking. "Do you have any idea what we're going up against, anything at all, even the smallest of myths or rumors would be nice?" 'Why do you care for so much for a dead boy?' Aphosis whispered, 'You do now that he's probably dead by now,it's been a week. And even if he's not, chances are he'll wish he was. Just like you do. I now that you're afraid of that August girl, afraid of what her abilities might tell her about your lovely little collection.' Jackson went rigid, much to Aphosis' delight. Jackson collection of knives was always a constant temptation, and like any good guardian would do, Aphosis made sure to stop Jackson from indulging in such a fatal addiction. Jackson had finally stopped trying, but the emotions he felt on those nights would stain those knives forever. 'Every knife tells a story of sorrow, weakness, and instability, and each time, I stopped you from pushing the blade into deep. Not because I care, not because I need you, no, I save you from yourself because I want you to suffer. You death must be painful, must ge unexpected, and it must be slow. Your in this for life, Jacky-boy, and there isn't going to be an easy way out.' Jackson said nothing, making as if he hadn't heard a word of what the spirit had said. But he'c heard everything, and he couldn't help but fearfully glance at the short red head, hoping he'd never have tomget anywhere near here in the near future. One of his instinctively reach down into his pocket, grabbing his swithblade knife in an effort to calm himself. His knives always gave him a sense of empowerment, a feeling that he was in control of his life. Now, however, while still comforting, they held no such power. He wasn't able to take charge of his life anymore. Aohosis' had taken from him, like everything else, that one comfort. That one thing he'd been wishng for over a month. Peace, everlasting peace of mind, one way or the other.

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my favorite part is that you totally took my advice. Wiess Dragon Slayer magic.

@chukklehed

What can I say, it has a nice ring to it, and rolls off the tongue in a pleasant fashion.

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Posted and made an edit, Aiden trying his hand at match-maker.

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Aiden "Yes sir, a . . . Weiss Dragon slayer. I can harness the powers of Ice and Water, though I was originally just an Ice dragon slayer untill the events on Greed Island two weeks back." Aiden didn't let any emotion show on his face, but the air around him grew noticably colder as he recalled thr said mission. He made a point of not looking, or even noticing the presence of the Vyper Bolt masters, focusing solely on te councilman. "As I said before, I've been on leave for two weeks, partly to train, mostly to cope. Why do you ask, about me being a dragon slayer that is?"

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<Snipped quote by Raijinslayer> lol. Aiden: I'm so tired of all your childish antics... *plays a prank on Sable and Cynthia* Seriously guys, you're so immature.

@chukklehed

Never said Aiden wasn't hypocritical, just that he was annoyed. Annoyed people tend to do childish things. He'll leave a calling card, just because he can.