Rune_Alchemist

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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Isabella waited patiently for the girl to finish, eyes widening as she ate almost the whole thing. Core and part of the stem even. Disgusting. Lord Hasingwrath and Zavra both would have been received some form of punishment for all of this, surely. If her brothers were here they wouldn't have stood for it. They were much braver then she was...and this was the least she could do right now for her. She'd take small comfort in helping the girl in the small way that she could for now.

"Mhm..." Isabella attempted to make another smile, but only ended up trying to hard and making another odd looking grimace. Isabella stood, and would help the girl to her feet as well should she need it, but for the most part would say nothing more unless addressed.

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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Isabella stood, trying not to pay much mind to the young girls apprehensiveness. She wasn't sure what else to do here. She didn't exactly plan that far ahead. She just couldn't stand to see such a young girl hurt so without reason for it. It was senseless to do that sort of thing to anyone, really. Poor thing looked like she hadn't had a good meal in awhile, either. She glanced over to the fruit, following the girls eyes.

Well...why not.

Isabella walked over to the plate of fruit, intending on grabbing an, ahem, apple, and bringing it over when she caught sight of her bloody hands. Oof, Gracie would make her butt sorer than it was last night for doing that. She breathed in, gathering the blood in a small sphere above her hands before dropping it onto a cloth near the bed, completely washing her hands clean of the girls blood. With that done, she grabbed an Apple and moved back over to the girl.

"...here." She offered it to her, shaking her head in reply to the girls question. "Isabella." She introduced herself quietly, hoping the girl would at least eat something.

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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Isabella continued to heal the girl as best she could silently, delicate hand running over the wounds on her neck and repeating the process once more. What was she doing? Healing her, obviously. Sort of. At least speeding up the process. She wasn't thinking about how this could look for the slave or for herself. She just wanted to help regardless of the consequences for doing so. Surely in a place such as this, something like magic wouldn't be outlawed? Or frowned upon?

Well, it didn't matter.

"...Healing..." Isabella replied quietly as the wound on the girls neck knit itself shut. "Sorry...this is...best I can do." Once she was done, Isabella pulled back quietly, observing her handiwork. It was odd, at the least. And exhausting since she hadn't had a chance to truly practice. Oh right, she should probably rebandage the wounds and find something to wipe her own hands clean of blood.

"How do you feel?" She asked as she fumbled with the bandages for a moment, having never bandaged a wound in her life.

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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Isabella waited patiently for the slave to calm down - she wasn't confident in her own ability to say or use words to make her feel better. So for a few moments, she sat in silence while the girl cried. She was at least glad she seemed to realize what she wanted swiftly, though she would have stayed as long as it took. When the girl finally extended a hand to her, she gently took it, holding it softly in her hand while the other went to see about removing those bandages of hers.

It wasn't pretty.

Isabella's nose scrunched at the sight of it, having to hold back a quiet gasp of the cruelty that had been inflicted upon this young girl. So senseless.

"...why..." She quietly spoke, but set to work quickly. She had never used this magic in quite the amounts she was about to attempt using it, so she'd need to be careful and it needed a steady hand. She didn't want to hurt the girl further. Thankfully there was just enough left for her to be able to do something with her craft. Isabella placed her other hand on top of the girls, softly embracing it with hers on both sides, closed her eyes, and inhaled. Isabella placed her other hand on top of the girls, softly embracing it with hers on both sides, closed her eyes, and inhaled. before speaking quietly. "Don't...move...will hurt a bit."

First, there was a sharp sting, causing one of the gases to bleed again. Isabella would hold the girls hand as hard as she could to prevent her from trying to move - but the pain wouldn't last. It was immediately followed by a warm, throbbing, itching sensation that began crawling up her hands where the gashes were. If the girl so happened to look she'd notice that Isabella had removed her hand from on top hers and was slowly moving her hand along the gashes - blood seemingly moving on its own as it began stitching the wound together the itching sensation following it up her hand until every single gash had been sewn together and covered in a thin layer of seemingly hard, congealed blood that looked to act as a protective layer of some sort, but didn't seem to hinder movement in any way. The wound would still need to heal naturally, but this should make it hurt less and heal faster.

Once that was done, Isabella moved to the second hand and repeated the process silently. Another sharp pain as blood began to flow, followed by that same itching sensation. Her breathing was getting heavier - she hadn't exhausted herself like this before and she hadn't the practice with it that she wanted to have so it made extended usage like this difficult, or at least tiring.

After her second hand was done, Isabella took a moment to catch her breath, looking at the slave girl as she let her hands go. Soon, the girl would find Isabella removing the bandages on her neck, seemingly intent on repeating the process once again.

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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Oh this poor girl...as soon as Gracie left she began pleading for her life. Isabella could hardly stand it. People could do what they wanted with their own property, but she couldn't stand watching someone be punished over a little mistake. Oooh, what should she do though? She had sent Gracie away because she didn't want her to see what she was about to do, but her heart was beating in her chest and her voice was catching on some invisible force that rendered it useless. For a few seconds the princess simply stared at the crying girl, breathing in deeply as she tried to calm herself.

She pushed the covers off her bed, standing up quietly as she walked to the edge. She was a little embarrassed about being in just her nightgown, but she had more concerns than that to deal with. Isabella walked over to the girl, kneeling on the ground in front of her, staying quiet for a few seconds as she tried to think of something to say, but no words came. Inhale, exhale.

"..." She placed her hands on her lap, extending an open palm slowly to the girl as she tried to soften her facial features, though it only succeed in making her look comically stiff. Hopefully the other girl would at least take her hand. She wanted to see her wounds.

DigimonStory Hackers: Resurgence of Jormungundr

~Fumi~

"Ah! Bad! no hurting Ichi!" Fumi shouted at the Ogremon who seemed to do something to Ichirou and his partner. Another Direct Link? Not much they could do about now, but hopefully they could handle themselves. More importantly...one of the other Ogremon seemed to have taken a bit of an interest in him. Oh, well, he couldn't say he wasn't flattered...but now wasn't the time for it. Besides, Dino would get twitchy if he let someone take such a shameless interest in him, heh. Normally he'd turn on the charm to avoid conflict, buuuut seemed like he'd have to do some thing not quite as fun.

"Aha, are you?" Fumi giggled at the Ogremon. "You guys seem pretty boring to me. All brawn and no brain." Regardless of the Ogremon's reaction, Fumi would jump backwards just as he pressed a button on his own Digivice. "Ehe, Dino! Lekis! Lets beat up these guys and take home that Digimeat!~" Fumi made a motion pointing towards the offending Ogremon. On cue, Fumi's two partners materialized just in front of him. One, a humanoid Dinosaur looking thing wielding two giant swords and blades on his wrists. The other some sort of Bipedal rabbit with long ears and arrows.

"Lord Fumi, please take us with you next time to avoid being attacked as such." Dinohyumon sternly stated, drawing the Akinakes from their sheathes, before charging at the Ogremon. "How dare you approach Lord Fumi with such an attitude!" He shouted, sending a flurry of slashes at the beast, cutting and tearing into the hopefully unprepared digimon's data.

"What he means is, he's concerned for your saftey, hehe." Lekismon hopped around, staying closer to Fumi and putting some distance between them and the Ogremon. "Hey hey, so where are we anyways?"

"No idea!" Fumi replied with a smile. Lekismon simply laughed, before observing the battle between Dinohyumon and Rex, ready to support either of them with ranged attacks.

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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The rest of the morning passed simply. Isabella spent most of the day in bed, glad to be resting after the trek and the events of last evening. She was more tired than she should have been honestly, but such was the outcomes of a not so active lifestyle. She wasn't very much a fan of the low lighting however, having a small childish fear of the dark still lingering over her. She didn't comment on that, though. It was a silly fear, after all and she doubted a place such as this would have extra candles to spare.

Their relaxing was interrupted by a knock at the door, likely either one of her followers or a servant. There was also a small chance Zavra saw fit to visit her as well, though she wasn't looking forward to another meeting with the girl. Gracie swiftly sat up and answered the door, and she was surprised to see the slave from yesterday.

"..." The princess seemed to coldly study the slave. Isabella was a little surprised to see her again, and looking so terrible! Even in the low lighting she could see the bandages and her haggard, terrified state. Her heart sank a little seeing her as such. She couldn't leave her like that, could she? Isabella glanced over to Gracie. She could possibly do something about those wounds with her newfound...abilities. At least aid in the healing process, but she'd like to be alone to do it. No need on bothering Gracie or the others with her sins. She didn't want to involve them. Theoretically, they could still return to the Monarchy if they wanted too.

"Gracie..." Isabella's voice was as soft as it ever was as she spoke, head turning lightly to the door indicating she wanted her to leave for a moment. Her gaze then turned back to the slave girl in the room, her emotionless visage seemingly studying her coolly.

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

Isana Seiger

@Pyromania99@RabidAnubis

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"Humph," Isana exhaled sharply. "I'd rather not have someone's hands touching somewhere they shouldn't." Isana walked up to the boards observing them for only a second before deeming their offensive existence to be obliterated from existence. She lifted her leg, slamming her foot into the object causing it to shatter instantly into several pieces. Not sparing a second thought, she walked forward and opened the door. If it was locked or otherwise blocked, the door would have received the same treatment - she'd send the thing flying off its hinges if she had too.

"Eugh...smells worse than I remember it here." Isana held her hand over her nose, the stale air not very pleasant to breathe in. That aside though, nothing seemed to be too out of the ordinary and pretty much was the same as she remembered it, though aged and run down. Upon initial inspection, everything seemed as it should be. They'd just need to look around a bit, hopefully report no trouble and she could go home and never talk to these fucks again.

"The easiest thing would be to check the theaters first." Isana thought aloud, recalling the layout of the building. "Check the three smaller theaters, I'll start the larger one before moving to the backstage area." Chances were, if there was anything funny going on, it'd be in one of those four areas. Or the restroom, perhaps. Nothing ever good happened in restrooms in mystery and horror games.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Sorcha

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"Hah!~" Sorcha used one of her wings to make an exaggerated gesture, using one of her hands to wave dismissively as if mildly irritated. "The heroic King of Knights as he's called? Bah, he was nothing more than an idyllic fool." For a quiet moment she paused, a wistful, almost sad seeming smile forming on her lips as she shook her head. "An Idyllic fool that a certain young dragon admired greatly. Bah, if I had been on Camlann that day, that fool Mordred wouldn't have won that battle." Sighing, Sorcha relaxed a bit, folding her arms across her chest. Ah, there were so many stories she could tell them, though not all of them pleasant. Actual Kingship required not so chivalrous things to be done at times. Not to mention, she did have more stories of Merlin than she did of Arhutr - since she had technically been his.

"But yes, he was every bit the King in the tales." She laughed. "And oh, how beautiful the actual round table was! Arthur and his knights certainly knew how to decorate a place for ceremony, heh. Knightship is half skill and chivalry, part, ostentatious decorations, and a little bravado and foolhardiness." She mused. "I could tell you at least one tale of all of them. Lancelot, Mordred, Ewain, Bedivere...I could spend weeks recounting tales of their adventures. Mind you, the legends do get some things wrong." She glanced over to Katherine. "But I doubt that is the kind of history lesson you want your students to have, hmm?"

Avaline

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"Ah...? Not small but you're smaller than me!" Avaline coiled herself up next to Meowka, grinning in her usual way, not realizing the kitten was speaking of something completely different. "I'm almost teen feet long! See?" She grabbed the end of her tail, pointing to it, as she turned her attention to Sel and what she was attempting to teach. The Alphabet it looked like. Ah! Avaline at least knew how to read! She could do it, yep! Suddenly feeling incredibly competent, she thought she might as well grace them with her two cents.

"Ah ah! I know what comes next! 'D'! For dragon!" Incidentally, at the same time she puffed out her chest confidently causing it to look like she was showing off her objectively large chest. By now, the doll was nearly lost in a valley made of dragon. She hadn't realized Sel had already moved on to E.

Cocoa

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"Ah! Sorry, but I need to get out all the dirt!" Cocoa did let up a little, but it was obvious she was serious about washing Otille. She kept pleasantly scrubbing as Otille called her both sweet and adorable. Friend, too! Whatever that was. Her vocabulary was not that big. Of course, as the human continued Cocoa's scrubbing slowed as Otille went on to explain more about their relationship. Not Lover? But friend? Mistress seemed like such a harsh thing to call someone! That sounded like the name of a bad person in a story! Otille wasn't bad therefore couldn't be called that.

"Ah...okay!" Cocoa replied slowly. "Friend!" She echoed the word Otille had called her a few seconds ago. She seemed to gloss over the 'sex' and 'kiss' and stuff, or at least didn't seem entirely to register it.

Lyssa

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"Okay! Wine's really expensive y'know. I might be royalty but my mom took away my allowance for causing trouble last time, haha..." She giggled sheepishly, scratching the side of her face with a finger. "Buut anyways, come on, we can go get something near here!" Lyssa left the store, grabbing Fia gently by the hand and pulling her along towards a stand not far away. Quickly, she ordered something to drink for the two of them. Grape for her - It was sorta wine but not really. She'd let Fia get whatever she wanted before she found themselves a low stone wall situated around a tree to sit on so they could enjoy their impromptu lunch outing.

"Hey hey, so how's it?"

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 14
Status: 100%


Ritz, Ledyba
Level 14
Status: 55%


Lure, Combee
Level 12
Status: 100%


Del, Beedrill
Level 12
Status: 100%


Zeal, Chimchar
Level 4
Status: 100%

Inventory

6220P
Antidote x1
Great Ball x6
Super Potion x3
Focus Band x1
Power-Up Punch

Important Items:
Castle Medal

Badge Collection:
Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.

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"Welcome aboard little guy!" Claire happily grinned, picking up Chimchar in her free hand, letting the small pokemon crawl up to her shoulder. She was a little upset she couldn't take more with her, but she had to get a move on. She needed to get to Stillwood and meet up with Eirka post-haste! Only problem was that Chimchar needed some decent training...not to mention Ritz was still a bit roughed up from fighting Ellyn and Maple. She glanced over to Anise who was apparently fighting a Lucario. They'd been going at it for awhile and she had a few potions to spare. Should introduce Chimchar to the team, too.

...Eh, a small break couldn't hurt.

"Hey, kick that Lucario's furry butt!" Claire shouted a small word of encouragement to her friend before giving Chimchar a scratch on the head as Ralia climbed off of her, hopping down to the floor. She was soon followed by Chimchar as they started to run around the immediate area, playing as they had before as Claire let the rest of her pokemon out as Ritz still hung firmly to her back. Once Del was let out of his pokeball, he simply hovered nearby, watching the fighting pokemon and wondering what mess Claire had gotten them into this time and glad he hadn't been a part of it. Ritz seemed to have found a nice rock to rest on, still recovering a bit from the heart pounding display that Claire had put on while wrestling that Pangoro.

...Lure was...well, being Lure. Fluttering slowly some distance away, keen on not speaking to or interacting with such lowly humans and other pokemon.

"Alright guys! Lets take a small break before we head on over to Stillwood and meet up with Erika." She reached into her bag, pulling out one of the super potions she had bought earlier. "Y'know, look around have some fun, but don't go to far. Hey Ritz!" Claire walked over to the Ledyba, giving him a comforting pat on the head and crouching down to where he was resting. "Here ya go boy."

"Led!" Seeing the super potion, Ritz gave a few happy buzzes, glad to have a bit of rest after that fight.

"Go play with Ralia or Del, if ya want too for a bit." Claire said, standing back up and stretching. Ow, she was a bit sore come to think of it. Oh well, something else for now. When she had been rummaging through her bag she found something Hector had given her when she beat the gym - a TM! She had almost completely forgotten about it. Power up Punch would be a neat move to teach Chimchar if he could learn it. She also needed a good name for him.

Hmm...

For a few seconds she watched Ralia and Chimchar play around a bit, before quickly deciding on a name for him.

"Hey, Chimchar!" Claire called out to him, causing the small chimp pokemon to stop dead in his tracks, causing Ralia to crash comically into him. "Com'ere, I got something for ya." Interested, the pokemon quickly shuffled over, Ralia following behind.

"Chim chim?"

"First, You're getting a complete fabulous name from moi~" She grinned. "I'm gonna call you Zeal."

"...Chim?" The Chimchar seemed a little underwhelmed by the name.

"Ah what'd ya mean it's a silly name? It's perfect for ya!" Claire seemed a bit shocked, causing Ralia to giggle as she waltzed over to Ritz and Del. "Anyways! I've got a present for you." Claire reached into her bag, fumbling around with its seemingly disorganized contents before finding the TM she was hunting for. "Here we go! Power-up Punch. I think it's a perfect move for you. Eerr...." She looked at the disk and then to Zeal. How'd this work again?

"Chim." Chimchar was quickly realizing his trainer was perhaps a little silly. In the background Ralia was riding on top of Del, chasing a few of the younger fighting types around in a playful manner, making a few commanding motions with her arm. She seemed to also be trying to...recruit some for something? Ritz was content to simply watch alongside Lure.

"Aha, hold on..." Claire fiddled with the TM and the pokedex for a few seconds. Didn't she read somewhere they functioned as a TM case? Some sort of slot or something you put the disk into and then had them learn it? "Ah! There we go." A few seconds later she found the slot, pushing the disk into the Pokedex as the screen lit up. "Alright, so...I guess we watch it now?" Claire hummed, Zeal monkeying up her body to rest on her shoulder to watch what happens.

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Teach Zeal Power-up punch
Use Super potion on Ledyba