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Rekaigan
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I don't trust stairs. They're always up to something.
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William Shakespeare in past tense would be "Wouldiwas Shookspeared"
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Have you heard about the Italian cook with an incurable disease? He pastaway.
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Trains don't drink.. They chug.
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Something about subtraction just doesn't add up.
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Selessia.. she repeated in her head. She frowned slightly as she fully picked up that the woman didn't want to talk to her. Fair enough. Arda quietly retrieved her drink from Klaus, not really staying to pay attention to whatever he had to say. It wasn't that she didn't care, it's just that she felt too out of place to stick around.
She hadn't even finished her drink before she decided to go take a quick bath, washing the dirt and sand that still clung a little to her hair and body. She even took the time to carefully take off and clean her clothing of the caked dirt. As she put her clothes back on, she activated her heat crystals to dry them faster. She made sure that she had her iron needles in the right spots so that they didn't tear her clothing apart when she used them.. The pale Cauhri fiddled with one of the needles in thought. When will I get to use these though? Probably soon. She wasn't wrong. Not that she knew anyway.
It wasn't very long before Arda had returned to the meeting area, or rather the lobby of the tavern. She figured that nobody really wanted to talk to her, given the kind of attitude the other girl had toward her. She wasn't all that tired, the night still felt a little.. young as they say. So she decided to take a seat at a table a little away from the others, it was a little bit darker there because the candle light didn't spread so far. There was an odd vibe about tonight. Trouble? A challenge perhaps? Maybe Arbos had planned something for them. Surely nothing too crazy would happen, right?
She hadn't even finished her drink before she decided to go take a quick bath, washing the dirt and sand that still clung a little to her hair and body. She even took the time to carefully take off and clean her clothing of the caked dirt. As she put her clothes back on, she activated her heat crystals to dry them faster. She made sure that she had her iron needles in the right spots so that they didn't tear her clothing apart when she used them.. The pale Cauhri fiddled with one of the needles in thought. When will I get to use these though? Probably soon. She wasn't wrong. Not that she knew anyway.
It wasn't very long before Arda had returned to the meeting area, or rather the lobby of the tavern. She figured that nobody really wanted to talk to her, given the kind of attitude the other girl had toward her. She wasn't all that tired, the night still felt a little.. young as they say. So she decided to take a seat at a table a little away from the others, it was a little bit darker there because the candle light didn't spread so far. There was an odd vibe about tonight. Trouble? A challenge perhaps? Maybe Arbos had planned something for them. Surely nothing too crazy would happen, right?
When it comes to Eastern Fantasy, you guys need to keep in mind that Eastern Magic is different from Western Magic. A lot of the time, Eastern magic involves spirits, gods, chi/inner energy.
Eastern (Or rather Chinese) elements are the following: Water, earth, fire, wood, metal. Air is often forgone for whatever reason, but feel free to have air in it too.
If we were to use Japanese elements: Earth, water, fire, wind, void (ether)
Void is regarded as 'Heavenly' or 'beyond everyday experience' and is often related to the concept of 'Pure energy' and metaphysicals like thought, spirit and creative energy.
Eastern (Or rather Chinese) elements are the following: Water, earth, fire, wood, metal. Air is often forgone for whatever reason, but feel free to have air in it too.
If we were to use Japanese elements: Earth, water, fire, wind, void (ether)
Void is regarded as 'Heavenly' or 'beyond everyday experience' and is often related to the concept of 'Pure energy' and metaphysicals like thought, spirit and creative energy.
I think I'll be taking my leave as well. I may not have been here for that long, but I'm not sure what I'd do with Kazu since a main character in his 'story' has just disappeared.
I wish everyone the best of luck!
I wish everyone the best of luck!
The day grew darker as time went by, Yuumi was busy making tracks toward a slightly higher sand dune that was closer to their target. Recalling the effective distance of her rifle, which was around 800 meters, she quickly used her int-scope to judge the distance more precisely. She could see the Russian base in the distance as she made it to the top of the dune. She made sure that her balaclava was on and she was moving along the side, at the back of the dune, so that she wouldn't get spotted by any other Snipers.
She went prone at the top of the dune, her body sinking into the soft sand. The only thing visible was her rifle and a little bit of her head. Thankfully the slight breeze wasn't blowing in her direction, or else she'd get a face full of sand. She touched her earpiece, sending a message to her 'team'. "I am in pozsition." She said simply. She didn't feel like she could trust the rest of these 'wannabe' Foxhounds. Half of them reeked of inexperience. But she had no choice in the matter. She was the only Sniper, her position was necessary and quite possibly intended by the superiors.
She brought out her Int-scope and focused on the Russian base, the scope tagged multiple soldiers whom she recognized to be Commandos. But it was best to ask Ellis for some info on all of this. The scope started to highlight vehicles and troops when she stared at them long enough, even when they walked behind something that obscured part of their body, the scope would somehow predicted their body posture and position. She went to her comms again, this time contacting Ellis. "I'm in position, I will begin the scan the base. Please provide me with as much information as possible and broadcast it to the rest of the team. Thank you." She requested in fluent Japanese. It was faster for her to speak in her native language rather than English. She would hope that Ellis was knowledgeable in most languages, as Operators usually were.
She went prone at the top of the dune, her body sinking into the soft sand. The only thing visible was her rifle and a little bit of her head. Thankfully the slight breeze wasn't blowing in her direction, or else she'd get a face full of sand. She touched her earpiece, sending a message to her 'team'. "I am in pozsition." She said simply. She didn't feel like she could trust the rest of these 'wannabe' Foxhounds. Half of them reeked of inexperience. But she had no choice in the matter. She was the only Sniper, her position was necessary and quite possibly intended by the superiors.
She brought out her Int-scope and focused on the Russian base, the scope tagged multiple soldiers whom she recognized to be Commandos. But it was best to ask Ellis for some info on all of this. The scope started to highlight vehicles and troops when she stared at them long enough, even when they walked behind something that obscured part of their body, the scope would somehow predicted their body posture and position. She went to her comms again, this time contacting Ellis. "I'm in position, I will begin the scan the base. Please provide me with as much information as possible and broadcast it to the rest of the team. Thank you." She requested in fluent Japanese. It was faster for her to speak in her native language rather than English. She would hope that Ellis was knowledgeable in most languages, as Operators usually were.
@CreeXLR Ah sorry! I'll try get a post up sometime today. I'm just getting a little writer's block :c
Everyone is okay with me killing the weatherman, right? Hahaha~
Anyway, I'm pretty indifferent about this weatherman nonsense now that rules are laid out.
Anyway, I'm pretty indifferent about this weatherman nonsense now that rules are laid out.
Despite being trapped within a shield, Alya still felt the tremor that shook through the tower. She wasn't sure what was going on, but it seemed that something had happened and it made the Moon Fey witch quite angry. The song that the half elf could hear hadn't changed at all and she could still feel her energy, her magic, being drained. The feeling of her magic being drained was quite irritating for Alya, she didn't like the feeling of exhaustion that slowly crept up enveloped her body. Unfortunately, the fact that Lyle's behaviour had most likely rubbed off on her, was causing her to get more frustrated with her situation. It wasn't helpful that her mind was already littered with frustrations and uncertainties behind her Purpose.
Frustration was building within the half elf's little body. She wanted answers and she wasn't getting any. As Lyle had once told her, she should be more firm about what she wants or else she will be stepped on. Well, she interpreted it that way through the Hunter's drunken babbling. Alya slowly inhaled and then exhaled. Let's try Lyle's way. As she exhaled she focused her mind on the Witch, forcing more power into her telepathy. "ARE YOU DEAF?! TELL ME WHY YOU'RE DOING THIS YOU STUPID BITCH!" Her telepathic voice would boom and echo in the Witch's mind, should it get through to her. The voice sounding like it came from a giant woman rather than a diminutive half elf.
She let out a brief sigh. She was getting a little more tired now. Perhaps doing that while getting one's energy drained isn't the smartest idea.
Frustration was building within the half elf's little body. She wanted answers and she wasn't getting any. As Lyle had once told her, she should be more firm about what she wants or else she will be stepped on. Well, she interpreted it that way through the Hunter's drunken babbling. Alya slowly inhaled and then exhaled. Let's try Lyle's way. As she exhaled she focused her mind on the Witch, forcing more power into her telepathy. "ARE YOU DEAF?! TELL ME WHY YOU'RE DOING THIS YOU STUPID BITCH!" Her telepathic voice would boom and echo in the Witch's mind, should it get through to her. The voice sounding like it came from a giant woman rather than a diminutive half elf.
She let out a brief sigh. She was getting a little more tired now. Perhaps doing that while getting one's energy drained isn't the smartest idea.
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