yoshua171

The Prophecy

Jack, would you like to reply with the Fixer before or after I do so with I'on?

Just thought I'd check before I decide to write up a post today (or not) :)

I'll probably just write it up....

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Mmnk, I'll get something up tomorrow. It's really late here (2:30 AM) and I need some sleep ^_^

I'll be sure to send the link in PM.

One other question:

Where is Noel currently? It'd be easiest if he were in Loom, but Kenan could work too.

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Mayonaka, Seisui - The Tranquil Lotus

His blade sliding downwards, Mayonaka waited till it was too late for his opponent to change his movement. The second that he was dedicated to his action was the on roughly three seconds prior to the stab. The rest was a roughly two second spin and then a thrust into the stab. It was when Nazo's thrust was almost halfway through that Seisui's actions truly begun. His right hand crossed over his body to his sheath, moving into the path of the katana, and then, as the tip was a mere three inches from him, he pushed to the left ever so slightly. Nazo would not be able to change his actions, they were fully dedicated at that point and so what would happen is that Nazo's katana would slide right into Seisui's sheath. As it touched the opening however, Seisui pushed forwards, his left hand having switched its grip to reverse, and then brought his arm horizontally, so as to slam the pommel of his blade right into the Yagami's elbow, causing serious damage. Yet this was not the end of the move for the Mayonaka, features serene, continued forwards, the force of his movements allowing something unique. As he took his first step, his right hand would push down suddenly on the now sheathed blade which the yagami had attempted to pierce him with, likely disarming him and throwing his arms down ever so slightly.

This would allow for the Mayonaka's blade to slice across the man's chest, rather deeply, as Seisui ran forwards and then past him, but only if these successive movements took place. If not, it would be an entirely different story.

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I shall throw a pad up for you. I have one question:

Do you mind if Noel's introduction is partially a battle of sorts?

The collab will not exclusively be combat, that is just the occupier till Crow is not dealing with Rhett (Slade's character). In fact, if you like, it could very well turn into an investigation into Crow's organization. I could go so far as making a mini/side plotline about a group of Renegades gathering in the city.

Just an idea.

As for Damon, let's do one thing at a time. Noel first, then Damon a bit later.

I'm in sooo many collabs as it is (I'm counting at least three off the top of my head and not including the one with you yet). I'll manage of course ^_^

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Also, I have made a Reates post, which effects...well, Ian. When other students decide to react (if any) to what is going on, then there's that. There is also Hazumi who might end up noting the professor's mischief and shenanigans xD

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Reates Saerne - The Vanishing Butterfly
Loom - The Academy
Midday

Ahh yes, the baggy eyes, the failing mind, though the boy did not see worse for wear. The oddest thing however, was not Ian, but rather Reates in this case. After all, if he was facing away from Ian, how had he known he was there, and how had he been able to tell such tiny details?

Long story short: he wasn't actually faced away from Ian, it was all a rather elaborate illusion...of sorts.

With a brief fluttering motion, Ian would see the image of Reates flip going from its back facing him, to the front doing so, with the teacher's lightly glowing green eyes trained directly on Ian's, a smirk plastered across the man's face. "Aye, ye did, but I don't blame ya fer runnin' into me, not much anyways. It'd be a darned crime to blame a lad for somethin' so dubious to begin with," he laughed at what most would have to consider some kind of crude inside joke, crude not in its nature, but crude in its construction.

Essence removing itself from the dance floor, Reates took a step towards the student, his eyes alight with a mixture of friendliness and mischief. He raised his arm and hand to help Ian brush himself off, before appearing to squint at the boy's lip for some time. After a few moments of this, the green eyes glanced over to Fidrieon, the instrument, and then up to Ian's eyes. Well adapted he thought even as he tapped his chin, contemplation entering his range of expression. "I could fix 'er up for ya i you wouldn't mind. It'd be an awful thing ta be walkin' round with a bloodied lip, eh? Especially if they heard about it. Might think somethin' was unusual." There was a conspiratorial sound to his tone, despite the fact that, to Ian, it would seem he was almost yelling to overcome the cacophony of sound in the room. Music and the hustle-bustle of bodies sure scuffles up a symphony of moving bodies, don'tcha think? Reates queried the butterfly which had just appeared upon his shoulder, having come into being only a second ago.

Yes, Reates was having fun that much was for sure.

However, he had to get the boy on the grill before he could properly season and cook him, so more'd have to wait while the student tried to find the words with which to respond. Yes, that'd be best.

In the meantime, the butterfly responded, its voice sounding like a whisper at the edge of Ian's mind, but an unfamiliar one, not the same whisper as Koshmar, who neither party knew of...yet. 'Yes, the music and the bodies are loud. Too loud in our opinion. Sets our antenna all a buzz, though it has a certain pleasantness to it. Unique is a good word, we think.' Reates nodded, seeming pleased by this before looking back to the boy and placing his hands upon his hips, his head tilting slightly so his eyes could peer down at Ian from over the rims of his glasses.

Colors and patterns all the same. The music was getting in the way of his sight, so he ceased his peering and used his glasses as the filters they were, removing the essence in the background, and that of the bodies which weaved and danced around them. None of it took very long of course, and so in a mere moment he was staring at Ian's essence. Yes, it was intriguing, certainly revealing signs of exhaustion. It was a marvel that the boy was standing at all. Must be the discipline of his art, or was it something else perhaps?

The teacher didn't know, that was for sure.

But Ian did.

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Finally got two themes up for Reates' CS. There is also a little Miscellaneous section below his history now with a few tidbits.

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Right, then Mary is all like, "But I wanted to hang out with my friends after school. If we have a lot of homework, then we won't be able to."

Cue Lazarus melting before her power.

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Hmm, noted. Btw, I have sent you a PM, Echo :)

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Invasive how? 0_o

Yeah, I read her CS just a bit ago (today, literally right after I sent my post), and I see what you mean. Well, in that case I'll send you a PM real quick :)

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Oh, as a note. We don't use the Voice call or Video call portions of Skype when it comes to communicating. It's all through text. It's only more useful than the OOC because it's in real time :)