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supertinyking said
Burt smiles. "I have been going around for 250 years doing good, healing the sick and disabled to prime health. I am a traveling healer, and so far I have been looking for someone to continue on this trend after I am gone...because no one lives for ever. I simply wanted to make sure she ended up at a safe pla-" He starts to say before he rapidly puts a large mug into his nose and fire it out at high speeds, it shattering on something right behind Jake. A loud thud can be heard behind him a second afterwards."Nasal cannon...never fails or misses." He says with a grin.

The mug disappears before reaching Jake, never hitting anything. He then looks at him squarely. "Was that a threat? You just used a potentially lethal weapon, sir. Do not make me doubt your 'good intentions' by attempting murder. Such violence is not the act of any form of healer, but of an aggressive youngster, who cannot take it when he is denied his wish. Spare yourself the embarrasment of continuing this, elf. I shall bring the child to the government, check for her legal guardian, and if there is none, place her in custody of an orphanage."

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Wiper gestured for Abbadon to follow it, as Wiper walked off, ignoring Venom's pleas.

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((How would you know the bullet was shot from there? Due to Wiper's ability, it seemed to be shot from right next to you. Both sound and the bullet came from that location, and Wiper has no scent......))

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CreedTheChimera said
As if reading the man's thoughts, Miepolu responds after a bit of silence. "I have none of the wealth and power that most other magi have. I possess neither the magical nor physical prowess to make nor the status to aquire food for those children. While I can heal physical injuries, I'm afraid my healing does not affect those who are ill and disease ridden. As for war... I want nothing to do with such things."

"I saw you control the beer. Control of water. With such a power, one could bring rain to the dry lands, save those caught in tsunamis and floods, solve oil spillage, and solve a number of illnesses involving the flow of blood. If you wish to claim inability, then you must first claim incapability of such magic. Are you a fool, to have not thought of these uses, or are you simply a fraud?"

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supertinyking said
He feels her grow heavy, as if she were made of lead. Soon he drops her into the stretched out arms of Burt, who pulls her back."You talk a big talk, but you would send her off to those horrible orphanages. I mean I have seen many a poor child harmed in those places......I wish to make sure as many get good homes as possible." He says, looking a bit cross.

As the child grows heavier, she simply disappears, reappearing in a cage hanging from the top of the wall. "Do not use magic to take the child from me, elf, unless you wish to start a fight. Using magic near me can easily be seen as attack, and none would question it if I killed you in self defense. This is a plain threat, my friend. Do not attempt to abuse your powers so again." Jake sighed, as his anger abated slightly. "I will send the child to a good orphanage of course. But I will not entrust it to an elf who mere moments ago attempted to kidnap her. Unless you can provide proof of your valiant intentions, I am afraid I must leave you out of this affair."

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As Wiper percieved the threat, it marked Venom for elimination. Once more, it fired upwards, as nearly simultaneously Venom is ripped apart, the bullet going in and out of his body at supersonic speeds, causing many large wounds which would have killed a human. Wiper knew this would not kill the stubborn symbiote, but it would not kill such an important creature without necessity or Kami's order.

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NoahFire said
Mary looks angirly at Jake and shakes a tiny fist at him in disaproval.

Jake made a gesture, and Marie was suddenly wrapped tightly in a bundle, Jack walked over, and picked her up, preventing her from fleeing or unwrapping herself carefully. "Silence. I know you're smarter than your age would make most think, dragon-kin. Now I have influence with the government here, and I will decide which orphanage you arrive at. Stay silent, and it shall be a pleasant one, with food and care in plentiful supply."

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CreedTheChimera said
"I was not aware there was people to be helped. That was the other half of my reason for being here: gossip. To learn what's going wrong, who's in the right, all the things I need to know. Point me in the direction of a person in trouble and I won't hesitate to help. I'm sorry if I gave the impression of being a lazy, good-for-nothing." He replies, seeming neither taken aback, or affected in any other manor at the other man's words.

Jake looks sceptically at the mage. Not many would use their magic for the good of others, preferring to lounge in the comfort of their perfectly ornate gardens and terraces. Then again, some went around and did good deeds to make themselves feel better about themselves, without making any difference. "Very well. How about two thousands african children starving? Hundreds dying from disease and illness over the country. War in Iran. How about starvation, plague, war, and death? Are those enough problems for you, or do I need to point them out on a map?"

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Tyki said
"i was here for the peace and quiet but then the elf showed up and that kind of went out the window" Ysmir replys dryly

Jake casts a disapproving eye over the drunkard in the corner. Trying to drown away petty troubles, wasting the extravagant wealth so many mages commanded. No doubt he comforted himself with self-pity, drinking with no regards as to the dangers of a drunken magic-wielder. "Peace and quiet? Go rot in a corner, drunkard." Jake had no good word to say for this irresponsible, foolish piece of drunken crap, who would not even consider his own power and danger, above the little troubles, which were no doubt dwarfed by the everyday struggle of any common man.

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CreedTheChimera said
His giggling stopped when Miepolu noticed the man, and showed a very slight widening of the eyes, his version of a surprised reaction from being noticed. Then, in hindsight, he noted that a wizard hat and robes wasn't exactly hiding it. "Well, I was bored, and, you know, there's always some form of excitement to be had at a tavern." He replies, though not with his voice. Instead, he projected the message into Jake's head, to be read like dialog. Then, realizing he probably won't be able to tell which was talking, added. "I'm the one in the yellow hat and blue robes... Pleasure to meet you."

Jake raised an eyebrow at the telepathic mage. "So you intend to casually use your magic in public property, around highly flamable substances, looking for 'excitement'? I would cry tears for those in dire need of magical assistance while you sit here on your lazy ass trying to have fun, if it weren't so typical." A lazy, good-for-nothing mage, grown up sheltered most likely, in no way aware of the cruelty the poor and ill faced in this world. Either that, or one of those who considered themselves superior to the commonfolk, and did not care for their suffering.