Rekaigan

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@Hawlin Yeppp

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@Darkmoon Angel

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As Zenovia went to sit back down, a voice suddenly spoke to her, causing her to flinch in surprise, she recovered from the shock quickly though. Her gaze fell upon a man who spoke to her. She recognised him from yesterday's meeting, however she couldn't remember his name. "I-it's alright. I wasn't alone.." She began in a hushed voice. She didn't want to disturb the overall atmosphere of the event with her voice.
"I apologise, but I don't know your name. Mine is Zenovia Almire, the party's 'mage'" She said, bowing her head a little in greeting. This man was one of their party, yet his name escaped her. Granted she didn't really talk to anyone until last night. She only knew people's names via acknowledgement by others.

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The Inn

@Thinslayer@rush99999@Cuccoruler@Hawlin@Darkmoon Angel@Lord Zee@ineffable@XenoCyanide

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After the conflict with the Devourer, Zenovia felt exhausted. Controlling the spirits forcefully was never a good idea, especially when one hasn't trained their inner energies properly for some time. She had retired to the inn that night, almost instantly falling asleep on the soft bed that was provided. However, the young elf woke up in shock after having a nightmare. A nightmare about being eaten by the Devourer. She was drenched in cold sweat, tears rolling down her face. Her mind had only just wrapped itself around the fact that she was almost killed. Almost killed before she had even begun her journey.

She couldn't sleep for the rest of that night, thus she chose to clean herself up and hone her energies instead. She needed to become more in tune with the world. She was beginning to realise that she daydreamed far too much.

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The next morning, the party had been summoned to the trial of the Devourer. Zenovia couldn't help but feel scared, even though the monster was restrained. Her hands trembled slightly as they held onto her staff. She knew that she shouldn't let something like this get to her so easily, yet here she was, still fearful. 'Some mage I am.' She thought grimly. Despite the fears, she felt pity for the Devourer. Zenovia felt conflicted. She didn't know if she could forgive the girl for attacking her, but she also didn't want to hold onto such grudges forever. 'Never let hatred consume you, else the spirits may reject you.' As her mentor had said many a time when Zenovia had gotten frustrated. Distracted with her thoughts, she failed to see Xen's movements.

Zenovia glanced around, the spirits slowly bobbed around the group, as if they were an audience. The mage's hand hesitated for a moment before picking up a stone. She wasn't sure if she was meant to show anyone or not, but she instinctively kept her choice hidden within her hands. The elf slowly walked towards the bowl, placing her vote. White.

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Zhi-Ya Chen

@Haru Nyan@cloudystar@Mr Allen J

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While Zhi-Ya understood her team's general dislike for the tickler, she also didn't understand it either. Yes, he sounded a little annoying, but he was correct in his own way. This team did seem a little stiff, but it was a given. They were effectively a military team.
"I've also been wanting to work with you as well, Phoebe. If you don't mind, I'd like to take a look at your mobile armour some time." She responded in kind. The engineer had almost disagreed with Phoebe on the 'best engineers' thing, but it seems that being modest around people in these parts turns into a 'Yes you are'/'No I'm not' argument of some sort.

She put her hand on D-A's shoulder to try calm him down, "It's okay, D-A. We are team mates for this mission, just be tolerant for now. Internal conflict doesn't help." She said in a gentle tone. The engineer looked over at Louis and gave him a smile.
"Unfortunately, I don't do much other than create machines. However, I did like to play chess when I was younger." She replied simply. It seemed quite apparent that her bouncing energy from earlier had mellowed out a little, which is usually how things went.
"Perhaps there may be another way for you to heal without tickling? Unless that is your trademark.. But please understand that not everyone is comfortable with it." She added. Zhi-Ya, although she wasn't ticklish, wasn't very comfortable with the idea of being tickled for healing either.

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@XenoCyanide
@Thinslayer

Err.. For this time skip, I assume it's the next morning? Or that evening? What time is it?

Nevermiiiind~ I didn't read something properly.

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@Mr Allen J

Ahh sorry dude. I'll get a post up tomorrow

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@RekaiganHey, I'm in for a ship if you are, it's totally up to you, Zenovia is your character after all.

@Darkmoon Angel

This is okay by me, we'll just have to see how it goes, Zenovia is her own person IC~

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@Darkmoon Angel

Also, do I smell a ship?

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@rush99999 @Rekaigan

I realize we need to move the RP forward and get on with the larger quest at hand, and hopefully I'm not speaking out of turn here @Thinslayer, but be mindful when you are attacking another character or even NPC. You can't assume right away that your attacks or magic immediately affects them, as this is considered godmodding and doesn't give the opponent time to deflect or counter in any way.

So long as Thin is alright with it, we'll move forward and get this damn thing underway! :)

@XenoCyanide

As a very one-off kind of thing, It's hard to dodge something you can't see. Like spirits (despite the fact that you can see it this time). I'd understand dodging simple magic ropes like the Storyteller's, but I'd say that the spell that Zenovia cast is very hard to dodge. Of course, repercussions are in-bound on my next post, whenever that may be.

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@XenoCyanide@Thinslayer

I believe this comes down to muscle distribution and training. A top heavy Orc/person is going to move slower than someone with less overall muscle, but with trained, flexible bodies.

If you're not trained to fight something fast, you're less likely to be fast.