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The Will of God

As the last of the debris fell and Asgard spoke with the others, Yggdrasil's mechanical angel moved to his side once more. He nodded, feeling Asgard was right. The superior was the number one priority. They needed to be with her right now, and he felt a tug at his heart as he recalled his oath swearing to protect his fellow knights. His internal conflict showed upon his mechanical angel, who vocalized in tone that was both the sound of a ticking clock and a girls melody. Her hazy eyes looked at Yggdrasil as he considered his options.

"Very well. My tome shall follow you for added protection if necessary. If something happens and we need to immediately relocate The Superior that information will be immediately relayed to me." It wasn't often Ace spoke so frankly, but then again it wasn't often the Citadel was attacked by terrorists. Beside him, the mechanical angel was very obviously displeased, turning to the platinum knight and vocalizing in a very annoyed, breathy tone. "I know," Ace sighed. When he spoke again it was not without reassurance. "I'll be okay. We must focus on protecting others."

In truth, the tome was no separate entity. She was just like any other tome, reflecting the inner desires and thoughts of her owner. The only difference was that she had a 'humanoid' form and could physically express Ace's inner turmoil. It was something that seldom worked to his advantage, especially if he were truly scared in a battle. Even now, her annoyance reflected the truths of his heart. It was exactly like he was talking to himself. No man wished to part with their unique tome, but he had decided. Alone, he and Asgard could handle armies. And while he didn't doubt the strength of the Jester, Midgard and Nifilheim, they were his subordinates. In this way he could be in both places at once and defending those who mattered most at the same time.

"Go," He said after touching his tome's arm. With a scowl, the silent being hovered beside the Jester. Taking his sword from his hip, he turned to Asgard. "Let's go."

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

New Addition:
The Clergy CS. If you want to make a character for yourself apart of the antagonist, go right ahead. Spaces are limited though so if you want one you best hurry :)

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Translation from my last post:

"Nah but you can eat cake off my ass"

Oh, and I approve the ownership of the two taken NPC's!

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

"My dear Faye!" He paused to turn her towards him mid-step and cupped her chin in his hand. He stared into her eyes, once again the air around him sparkling. "What on earth would make you think I'd let you eat off my chest? That's a completely ridiculous notion!" He paused, before smirking and leaning down closer towards her. Being so tall, and according to himself, elegant, he had to lean down quite a ways. For a moment, it seemed that he might be moving to kiss Faye... he paused as his lips inched towards her's... And then...

His lips grazed her cheek as he got close to her ear, and whispered softly, romantically...

"However I might agree to allow you to sustain your meals off of my voluptuous backside."

As he stood back up, Azga could barely keep his composure. It was obvious he was struggling not to laugh and he clapped a hand onto Faye's upper back before letting out a twinkle of a chortle. He went on ahead, certain he'd left Faye in a shocked or otherwise dazed fate. As he saw Drina holding bowls of soup, his expression cleared into something brighter, less focused on more laughter and more of general happiness.

"Drina!" Azga sighed happily as he came up to his dear friend, his platinum blonde hair shifting in the wind as well as his sparkling blue dangling earrings. "I'm glad to see you. There is something we must discuss in private once everyone is fed."

A Witch in Salem!: Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Bumping for more interest~

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

In one moment, the apple which Faye the Fire Starter had been tossed up and down seemed to stop in midair. Phasing out of invisibility as the illusion of him by his carriage faded, Azga held the apple close to himself and smirked, his crystalline eyes looking down at the woman baring the heat before him.

"Good Morning, Miss Faye," He said, eyeing her with a Cheshire smile. "Did you sleep well last night? I myself didn't get much but you know that someone as fabulous as I's work is never done. Ahaha..." With a small chuckle, Azga pressed the apple to her lips. As he spoke he seemed to sparkle with manly and magical charm--or was he doing that on purpose with his magic? "Such little food for such a hard worker. Wouldn't you care to join me?" He quirked a brow, his eyes looking into hers. "I'd feed you as gently as I possibly could. Or perhaps you could take it from my lips?"

Everyone in the caravan would have basic knowledge that Azga, no matter who or what you were, always spoke so crudely. He was, in short, a total asshat. There was also no one who didn't know that this asshat was saving their skins. Besides, Azga never pushed anyone who denied him. If they didn't want him, they simply didn't want him. At least, not yet they didn't. There had been many cases when the unfaithful and *ahem* loose male had turned those who had initially denied him to his ways. But that was Azga, and he was, as he always said, Amazing.

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Oh well. I guess for now we can just rp together.

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

@Cindy, Sierra is accepted

Indeed. It seems they've fled. Did I do something to scare them away? ;A; I'm not mean I swear...

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

I know, you're in the clear *pats your head* I meant everyone else.
I was really thinking that for once one of my rps was taking off well too ;A;

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Goodness, where is everyone? I'd hoped some one else would post before I continued.