Konan375Tatsua Aiisen said
Oooh, I intended on making a Firebender so it looks like we'll have plenty of hotties to keep things lit.
XD. Of course! Can't have a rebellion without people to light the spark.
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XD. Of course! Can't have a rebellion without people to light the spark.
Althalus
He hadn’t expected Mar to give up her original policy of ‘we may share the same room, but we won’t share anything resembling the same bed’ ever. Except for that one drunken escapade, and the few times Lyn would bring out emotions resembling warmth from her, he expected to be like the ocean smashing against cliffs. Chipping away miniscule amounts of her emotional armor every time he crashed up against it, but doing no noticeable damage even if he had a hundred years to work on her. Which he didn’t. He’d be lucky for ten more. Regardless, he hadn’t factored Lyn into the equation. She seemed to do what would have taken him more lifetimes than a human could live in. Just another reason for him to love his daughter all the more.
When he felt something creeping along his body, with sharp points dragging gently across his skin, he was only a second behind Mar in waking up and sitting up to see what the problem was, his hand reaching for a dagger nearby. You don’t live in the Port Slaughter slums without having a weapon practically in your hand while you sleep, and being a very light sleeper. As soon as it appeared that no one was going to try to kill them in their sleep, Althalus took a very different reaction than Mar to the dozens of tiny little spikes digging into his skin. “Son of a-“ At this point, Althalus began to incorporate all his creative ability and all the curses he had learned in Port Slaughter. And the denizens of his home had turned cursing into an art. There were weekly cursing competitions when he was a boy, and they were bad enough to make a mercenary blush. He never repeated himself once, and at one time used a cow, a chicken, and a horse, all in the same curse. This continued for a minute, “-damn!” He finished. Then he looked at Mar holding three month old Lyn and shrugged a bit sheepishly. “Okay. I may have overreacted. But it’s not every day that you wake up to find rose thorns stabbing you in all the wrong places.”
He smiled at Lyn’s tired form. “Well. I guess that we’ve found out your blood, haven’t we? It should be noted that I don’t actually have anyone who was a plant manipulator in my, so I have no clue as to why she can make a rose bush grow and stab us while we sleep.” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lyn’s stuffed animal pick itself up and waddle closer towards her. He repressed a shiver, shooting a nasty look at the thing. It unnerved him, what Uicle had done to that toy. He was sure the thing had been about to stab him when he had walked up behind Lyn before it had gotten a good look at him. And when he had asked the Necromancy teacher about it, he had only gotten cryptic answers at best from the man…suit of armor…whatever. He trusted the thing only as far as protecting Lyn was concerned. It not stabbing him was an entirely different matter.
“So. Shall I go get Alaira, or should we make her wait a bit? You know she’s going to be out there. Lyn is like a magnet.”
He hadn’t expected Mar to give up her original policy of ‘we may share the same room, but we won’t share anything resembling the same bed’ ever. Except for that one drunken escapade, and the few times Lyn would bring out emotions resembling warmth from her, he expected to be like the ocean smashing against cliffs. Chipping away miniscule amounts of her emotional armor every time he crashed up against it, but doing no noticeable damage even if he had a hundred years to work on her. Which he didn’t. He’d be lucky for ten more. Regardless, he hadn’t factored Lyn into the equation. She seemed to do what would have taken him more lifetimes than a human could live in. Just another reason for him to love his daughter all the more.
When he felt something creeping along his body, with sharp points dragging gently across his skin, he was only a second behind Mar in waking up and sitting up to see what the problem was, his hand reaching for a dagger nearby. You don’t live in the Port Slaughter slums without having a weapon practically in your hand while you sleep, and being a very light sleeper. As soon as it appeared that no one was going to try to kill them in their sleep, Althalus took a very different reaction than Mar to the dozens of tiny little spikes digging into his skin. “Son of a-“ At this point, Althalus began to incorporate all his creative ability and all the curses he had learned in Port Slaughter. And the denizens of his home had turned cursing into an art. There were weekly cursing competitions when he was a boy, and they were bad enough to make a mercenary blush. He never repeated himself once, and at one time used a cow, a chicken, and a horse, all in the same curse. This continued for a minute, “-damn!” He finished. Then he looked at Mar holding three month old Lyn and shrugged a bit sheepishly. “Okay. I may have overreacted. But it’s not every day that you wake up to find rose thorns stabbing you in all the wrong places.”
He smiled at Lyn’s tired form. “Well. I guess that we’ve found out your blood, haven’t we? It should be noted that I don’t actually have anyone who was a plant manipulator in my, so I have no clue as to why she can make a rose bush grow and stab us while we sleep.” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lyn’s stuffed animal pick itself up and waddle closer towards her. He repressed a shiver, shooting a nasty look at the thing. It unnerved him, what Uicle had done to that toy. He was sure the thing had been about to stab him when he had walked up behind Lyn before it had gotten a good look at him. And when he had asked the Necromancy teacher about it, he had only gotten cryptic answers at best from the man…suit of armor…whatever. He trusted the thing only as far as protecting Lyn was concerned. It not stabbing him was an entirely different matter.
“So. Shall I go get Alaira, or should we make her wait a bit? You know she’s going to be out there. Lyn is like a magnet.”
This RP is too good to pass up. Though, be forewarned, I watched tall of the Aang series and the 1st Korra season. But that was a long time ago. Be prepare for canon mistakes.
Questions; They would have killed any guard who found out that the Avatar was dead, right?
Fire Nation politics are ruthless and brutal, correct?
If so, I'm all set to create my firebender.
Questions; They would have killed any guard who found out that the Avatar was dead, right?
Fire Nation politics are ruthless and brutal, correct?
If so, I'm all set to create my firebender.
*Evil Laugh* Gooood. Gooooooood.
Lucius Cypher said
"I could lift you head off your neck and drop a wrench onto your skull. Would that please you?"
Protecting us. Right. That dangerous love of living must be stopped!
Lucius Cypher said
Well, the intent is that after Lucilia finishes her meeting with Khan, she'll hear about Rurik and than make a note of how she's suppose to help him. Than she returns to her office, looks over some reports, and notes the names of those who distinguished themselves during the Attack on College. She'd than call them up and assign them missions for them to chose at their own digression.
Or that. That works too. XD.
Frettzo said
Coco will go with the Eania Elective one
*Evil Laugh* Gooood. Gooooooood.
I think Leith is going too, so with Althalus that makes five. Four for sure. It should be noted that I don't actually want to have a character I control in a mission I control. But, dammit, he would refuse (and be terrible at) the other two. >_> Why did I explain this to you? No clue.
yoshua171 said
Don't know what this means. Also lol at the edit to my quote.
FTFY= Fixed That For You.
Mikael said
Also, have they ever met? I think they may have briefly seen each other during the Hodge fight, but.. other than that, not sure.
I doubt it. Lucien didn't actually participate in the Hodge fight. Things got a little crazy with Luciana, and I completely forgot about him.
Also, bonus points for Clint Eastwood.
Apokalipse said
Your writing is fine; but if I could offer a tip. It's all bunched together, so maybe making a few parts of it separate, by subject, would make it neater. Other than that, it looks fine. You are really good with showing a character's personality, and not telling.
This.
Though another good tip is to let Hector find a lightsaber in his next post. :D
Themerlinhawk said
This will be interesting to see what happens if you give Mary a fragment.
Oh, I can tell you that right now. She's gonna freak about another voice in her head.
yoshua171 said
Now that'd be difficult, I mean...he's deader than the Gatekeeper Violin.
FTFY.
Mikael said
Peskay: My default plan is having him in his secret base working on a few things. But if someone wants to meet him, I reckon you can find him in a tavern or bar somewhere asking around for clues and gathering info on emerging threats / renegades.
Like Lucien? >_> <_<
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