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@Gentlemanvaultboy @MULTI_MEDIA_MAN

Din can fly now, so I could have her swoop in for the rescue.
Vivian & Sylvia Altissima


"Well, we accidentally got some nectar..." Vivian began explaining to Talia before Neil suddenly appeared. "Oh hey, speak of the devil!" Vivian greeted Neil, but kept her eye on Talia, keeping her thoughts to herself. She listened as Neil explained what had happened.

"I'm sorry to hear that Vara has gone back. I didn't know her for very long, but she seemed level-headed." When Neil asked what they were up to, Vivian turned to Sylvia who seemed tongue-tied, and elbowed her. "Oh! We're preparing an herb garden. We're also integrating it with the kitchen, and planning on maybe a greenhouse as well. So I can make medicine, and Vivian can make pastries." Sylvia seemed a bit flustered, but was able to put on a professional veneer. "We've spent a few nights at the Guild and really haven't contributed much in the area we were supposed to, so it's high time we started. Fortunately, Talia's help has been indispensable."
Posted. Sorry for the wait, @Pyxis

"Master Morgan~! I don't think this is part of The Game anymore~! This might be something worse~!" Cadbury called out as they hovered behind Morgan, trying desperately to keep pace with him. "But to answer your question, this is New York New York, The Big Apple, The City That Never Sleeps~!" Cadbury beamed in satisfaction, always happy to demonstrate their useless knowledge of the human world. But Cadbury soon realized that Morgan's distraught came from the damage to his designer pajamas.

color=blanchedalmond]"I'm sorry, Master Morgan~! We can pawn off some souls later to have some of my friends on the other side magically restore your PJ's. But to prevent anymore damage...'~Sweet Saccharine Student Senshi (TM)...SWITCH~!!"[/color] Cadbury chanted, and upon completing the incantation, Cadbury's jaw unhinged, revealing uncannily realistic teeth, tongue, roof of mouth, and uvula, as a torrent of brown liquid (chocolate), complete with specks of (candy) corn, spewed from the demon bunny's mouth, 'The Exorcist'-style, to drench Morgan in magic. Cadbury still needed to work on the visuals of that particular spell. The magical transformation also helped to cause the surrounding shadows to magically wait for the transformation to finish before resuming their attack, though honestly, no one could really offer a convincing explain for why the last bit happened. When the chocolate stream cleared, Cadbury had clothed Morgan in a magically protective but still cute-looking outfit, while spiriting his designer pajamas away for safekeeping.

"It should be safer to fight them now, Master Morgan~! We can't let New York fall, it's one of the fashion capitals of the world~!, Cadbury explained, hoping it would give Morgan the motivation he needed.
I'm interested
Level 4 - (23/40) EXP
Location - Lumbridge
Word Count: 382

@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN @Lugubrious @Gentlemanvaultboy

Din was pleasantly surprised to see that Geralt had chosen to come with her and Linkle instead of the Koopas; though she had expected the Courier and the Centurion to meet up with them by now, that turned out not to be the case. Din looked dreamily at Geralt as he introduced himself,, followed by Linkle, but when it came Din's turn, she didn't miss a beat, "Name's Din, I'm a dancer. Well, sort of. My dance has the magical power to heal and revitalize my friends. I can also...perform weather magic." Obviously, she couldn't tell him she was the Oracle of Seasons, though she doubted it meant much in his world. "I guess I can fly too now." She gestured to her wings. "Otherwise, I'm pretty quick on my feet. Me and Linkle come from the same world, though different times, I think. So I don't have any additional insight to add concerning Zora, I mean, whatever your world's version of fish people are."

When they encountered the Chocobo, Din appreciated the set up Linkle was trying to help her with, but she wasn't so desperate to get close to Geralt that she needed to resort to such simple tactics. Besides, she had confidence in her own charm, and hoped to win him over slowly. And she already had Gogoat, so she didn't really have an excuse to share Geralt's ride, unless it turned out he preferred to ride Gogoat with her instead of the birds. Din could also sense Linkle's reluctance to slay one of these birds as part of the quest, and maybe by not riding one, Din could remain emotionally detached and do the deed when the time came. Having spent her life with a traveling performing troupe, Din had had her fair share of rustic experiences, and slaying an animal for meat wasn't entirely foreign to her.

As they arrived at the lake with the floating house, Din noticed the people in trouble. The ywere also being attacked by their quest targets, so Din assumed there would be no objections to starting. First, she cast the Spell of Winter, creating icy patches between the main body of pelagics and the two sword-wielding youths. Din imagined that wet fish creatures would be more susceptible to the cold.

I'm okay with this plan
Ophelia Minovska

Ophelia smiled to herself as she got up from her seat. She was a little older than most of the students in her class, which made it awkward to approach them or for them to approach her. But she was just happy that she was now a candidate, instead of a 'training dummy'.

Ophelia made her way to the cafeteria, though she arrived rather late; the hustle and bustle of students milling about prompted much acquiescence from the quiet woman. As such, it took her a fair amount of time to maneuver through a crowd. Having collected her tray of food, she noticed a ranking officer playfully harassing a student. She recognized the officer as Captain Zaren, of Team Delta, an engineering team she saw around quite frequently performing maintenance on PC-TC interface modules in the lab where her 'services' were employed. Was the student also a member of Team Delta? A closer inspection of his collar indicated that he was, like her, a pilot candidate, and not an engineering student. As Captain Zaren left, Ophelia made it so she could hold her tray with one hand and salute with the other as he passed by. Turning her attention back to the other student, she decided to sit down next to him since it was out of the way of the crowds, and they at least had someone in common they knew.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken? Ophelia asked Bel.
Small post, but eh, it explains how Morgan and Cadbury can get to New York from France in a jiffy.

"This is baaaaaad~! Master Morgan~! Wake up~! Big news~!" Cadbury hovered into Morgan's room on their flying cupcake wrapper, waking up the young necromancer. "I was calling my good friend, Belphegor, on the great white telephone, when he told me that something ~BIG~ was going down in New York City. Not sure if it's demons or not, but The Game is afoot~!"

Cadbury reached out a stubby chocolate paw and smacked Morgan's grimoire, causing the book to glow, hover, and flip open, the pages flapping ominously. Having been to Madison Square Garden in the past, Cadbury could take themself and Morgan straight from Paris, where they currently were, to New York in the blink of an eye. "Let's go~! There's no time to lose~!"
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