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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2015 10:48:34 GMT -6
Dakota was watching for the new girl that had come in. He was kind of listening as people continued introducing themselves. He heard the mechanical man say that his name was Pire. Dakota guessed that all of the introductions were done now and smiled. He couldn't see the girl in the room any more, but with her invisibility power he was sure she was around there somewhere. Dakota stepped forward.
"So now that all that's done we should talk about who we're fighting and get on the road. Or maybe we can talk while we walk. I vote for the second option. I wanna get this show on the road." Dakota probably sounded like some sort of crazy peppy person, but hey, this group kind of needed some fun. With all the arguments and a giant leaf telling him it wasn't going to work out he was almost a little worried that they would get killed by the people who had killed the royal family, but hey, he wasn't so worried that he'd lose his pep.
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Post by Petalfur on Oct 31, 2015 11:35:03 GMT -6
Riti was well aware of the crash of the vase behind her, but knew it wasn't her magic going wild. Her ability was controlled through her hands and eyes, both of which were still and not in any general direction of her. When the young girl reappeared in her dirty clothes and all, Riti took the time to send a shooting glare over in her direction that hopefully sent a message reading Don't ever mess with me or I'll send you to the moon. Dakota spoke last, seeming to agree with Riti that it was time to get moving. Of course, that had been her opinion the whole time, but finally someone seemed to be truly agreeing. Nodding her approval to the young boy, Riti uncrossed her arms and sharply said, "I vote on the second option, unless you've got a better plan?" The mercenary girl, Beatrice, seemed to be taking charge, so she directed the question at her with just a touch of leftover venom withheld from their previous quarrel.
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Post by Marshpaw on Nov 1, 2015 21:07:27 GMT -6
[ Thanks for handling that Petalfur, also, and I would hate to do this, but Netanya192995's post will be dismissed, but she may reply again and be included once she fixes her sign-up form and it has been accepted. ]
Only after a few moments did everyone finished introducing themselves. One of people who arrived later, Pire, even stated how he was an engineer, which became clear from the bird machine he had made. However, his power is what fascinated Beatrice the most. She had always wondered what it would be like to see future events, but when pire stated it was only sometimes, she simply got more curious. She shortly just shrugged it off, decided to maybe interrogate him about his powers later. Beatrice simply nodded at the fact, simply letting the conversation go by. In all honesty, she was just glad to know everyone by name, since it made everything a lot easier. That was when invisible girl, Nora asked about who they were facing. "I suppose you didn't get the memo either. Anyways, from what I heard they refer as themselves as the Judgement, and yes they are magic users." Beatrice stated simply, putting it all out on the table. She was rather surprised that a few of the people who probably signed up had no clue about the Judgement.
Then the topic turned to one fact, the idea of getting on the road. Beatrice had to agree, it was about time that they got a move on and began tracking these ruffians. She was about to say something, when Riti sharply agreed and directed a question at her. Beatrice hadn't planned on taking charge, and it had become apparent to her that at that moment Riti didn't like it. Her highly developed sense of hearing easily picked up on the slight chimes of venom that entered the lady's voice. The last thing Beatrice had wanted to do was make it so Riti hate her at the very start. Unfortunately, Beatrice didn't have many idea to sooth things over, but one thing had chimed into her mind. She had been in a small skirmish with many people, and after a battle some always got close. It was Beatrice's only idea at the moment, so she decided she would work on that later. "Well, the only thing we can do is walk around. Besides, we need information on their whereabouts." Beatrice answered calmly, trying her best not to worsen things between her and Riti.
Roy listened to the last bits of information, deciding to retreat back to his silent attitude. He was maybe a good strategist at times, but even he was cautious to make sure he didn't slip up. His eyes glanced upwards at Nora, checking to see if the girl was still visible, but it appeared the girl had gone out of sight once more. His eyes then glanced at the ground, not liking the idea of Nora being able to watch without being seen. If she only had a haunch as to his identity, he didn't need to be acting suspicious himself by casting glances back and looking paranoid. The best he could do at the moment, was make sure not to slip up, and still remained involved in conversation to create a positive reputation. Next, he spared a sideways glance at Dakota, watching as he stepped forward and stated that they should get a move on. "I agree with Dakota." Roy stated simply. He decided not to use his friend's nickname, mostly so he wouldn't confuse the others in the room.
He lifted his head, looking at the others in the room to see who else agreed with the second option. Riti agreed shortly afterwards, but immediately shot a question at the mercenary woman. There was the slightest touch of venom in the words, which only worried Roy about how well they would work together. He wasn't sure how long Riti held a grudge for, but at the moment it seemed like it may be a while. Roy simply leaned against the wall and just listened, he had no further opinion after all.
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Post by Indra on Nov 3, 2015 14:44:29 GMT -6
Torin had been within the castle grounds for nearly an hour now, waiting silently in the shadows; he could ask a guard for directions to the meeting room, he supposed, but he didn't want to risk one of them recognizing him. So, instead, he stood against a nondescript wall along some nondescript corridor, waiting to see if he could catch another Magic User pass by. He fidgeted impatiently, debating whether he should go off and search on his own. Before he could make a decision, several guards escorting a tall, lanky girl passed him by; though he wasn't certain if the girl was a Mystic recruit, he did know that she certainly was not royalty, and she was as good a bet as any. Without a moment's hesitation, he followed along, an indistinct blur that followed behind the escort of guards. When finally they reached a door, with muted voices filtering out from beyond, the guards stopped and pushed the girl through. Coming to a halt, Torin tucked himself into a corner and wrapped himself in shadows, becoming as unremarkable as any other spot of darkness. As the men left, he considered his options; he could wait, to at least ensure that this was not somehow a trap, or he could enter the room now and face whatever may be waiting on the other side. He let the shadows slip away, revealing the wariness that had marred his gaze since he had entered the castle. He strode toward the door, deciding that entering now was the best course of action, but hesitated before he touched the door handle. Why am I doing this? He'd asked himself that question several times already, and he still could not come up with a reasonable answer; up until the coup by The Judgement, he would have been executed as soon as he'd set foot within a hundred yards of the castle. So why, then? Why risk his life for a country that had wanted him dead only months before? He shook his head, blue-gray eyes troubled underneath the hood of his cloak. He couldn't come up with an answer, but that didn't mean there wasn't one; with a sigh, he pulled the door open, and paused once again. The group before him seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, and he had just barged in on it; instinctively, Torin called for the darkness, and it responded, wreathing him lightly with immaterial wisps of black. He cast about warily, gaze dark with a deep-rooted suspicion, before he stepped forward, closing the door behind him. He tried to shake his wariness off; he had no reason to be suspicious of these people, at least not yet, and acting as though he thought they all wanted him dead would not gain their trust. He put his back to the door and faced forward, studying the room as thoroughly as the situation allowed; he wasn't sure what was being discussed, but he was certain he would be informed soon, and so he waited quietly, allowing the shadows he'd shrouded himself in to evaporate like mist.
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Post by Petalfur on Nov 4, 2015 20:13:35 GMT -6
No sooner had it pretty much have been settled that they would press on wards, the doors opened yet again, and Riti huffed. Turning to face the newcomer with sharp eyes. She thought she saw the figure of a boy, but it was quickly overwhelmed by who knows what. All she knew was that she couldn't see him anymore, and that made her suspicious. "For God's sake," Riti said, running her hands through her matte-black hair. "Why can't everyone just arrive on time?" Rhetorical question, of course. With a deep sigh, she looked in the general direction of where she thought she saw the person, her gaze flickering across the wall that the door was mounted on. "Listen, I don't know you you are, but we're trying to get a move on," She said, and as she continued, she pointed to each person accounted for: "So, I'm Riti with telekinesis, this is Beatrice with sensory powers, Adira with animal powers, Dakota with plant voo-doo, Pire with foresight, Roy with illusions, and Elenor is over there, invisible. We good? Great!" And with a final huff, Riti turned back to face the rest of the group, impatience showing in every characteristic.
|BLAH Sorry I must be as impatient as my character. Just trying to get this roleplay moving, if that's okay. Let me know if you want me to change it|
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2015 21:00:29 GMT -6
Pire was a little distracted by the thing that was still in his backpack and poking him in the back. He sighed while he set his backpack on the ground and began rooting through all the contents and trying to shift them all into a position that wouldn't poke the sides. He had stopped listening to the conversations again. Pire pulled a small, knife looking weapon out of his bad and set it on the ground. He put a screwdriver in a pouch on the side of the backpack so he could know that it wasn't the thing. He then zipped up the bag and picked up it and his weapon.
As he turned around he realized that there was yet another new person and Riti was telling them all of their names. At the mention of Roy, Pire turned to look at the younger man. Then something hit him. "Bandit King!" He blurted, more to himself than anything. The guy with his face covered was the robber guy who the actual king had mumbled about sometimes. Pire smiled to himself for his wonderful job at connecting the dots. He didn't consider that Roy may not want to be recognized as a famous criminal.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2015 20:17:09 GMT -6
There was pride hidden behind Dakota's mask as he listened to people agree with his idea. Of course he was ecstatic to get started on walking aimlessly searching for information about the Judgement, which is what Beatrice said the name of the group they were going up against was. He made his way over to the door and stood beside it. "So I think that's mostly the majority. That mean we can-" Dakota was cut off as the doors were opened. He jumped out of the way as another person walked in.
He caught the slightest glimpse of the new person before they were covered in darkness. Dakota inspected the shadows that surrounded the person. Riti began stating off each one of their names. The guy's darkness had gone away and now Dakota had taken to looking at him. Once Riti had introduced everybody and their powers Dakota stepped forward and held out his hand for the new guy. "Hi I'm the one she just introduced as Dakota. I'm assuming you have some kind of shadow magic, which is pretty cool. Once we know you're name we can leave as we were planning on getting a move on, but then you arrived. Some of us have been here for a while and this room is kind of boring." Dakota was rambling as he waited for the handshake.
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Post by Marshpaw on Nov 11, 2015 19:08:44 GMT -6
[ Understandable, besides it is about time we got this show on the road, eh? ]
The last thing Beatrice had noticed was when the man entered the room. The oak door had opened momentarily, but she had been distracted by Nora, the invisible girl, and trying to sooth the rough start she had with Riti. Once Riti mentioned it, his brown eyes spared a glance at the door, easily finding and noticing the young man who had entered the room. Beatrice released an annoyed sigh, and even nodded in agreement to Riti's remark about why everyone couldn't just show up on time. The mercenary's watchful eyes noted the evaporating shadowy mist that had been around the man. She could not draw a conclusion to the man's power solely based on this observation, but she could only presume it had something to do with water, which would explain the evaporating mist, or shadows, which would explain the mist's dark color. Either way, she took interest to what it could possibly be. At the mention of her name, Beatrice just gave a brief nod to make sure that the man would hopefully not mistake her for someone else. Sure, Riti was pointing at everyone, but in a rather small room things could be mistaken.
That was when another name entered the air upon the mention of Roy's name. Bandit King, the name of one of Lycia's infamous bandits who had successfully stolen from many. Beatrice hadn't ran into him before, and any missions to track down the man where dismissed by her. The last thing the mercenary wanted was to try and get the high reward, but loose money in the process. She had heard of multiple mercenaries becoming broke because they got so enveloped in the chase that they would put aside the other missions to catch the guy. Beatrice's eyes looked at Pire, the man who had blurted out the two words, then she followed his gaze to Roy. For a second, she thought about not stirring anything and dismissing the fact entirely, but this information seemed all too valuable. The mercenary straightened herself, squaring her shoulders as she turned towards Roy. "So, you're the Bandit King, or at least that's what Pire believes. Care to explain?" Beatrice asked, keeping her voice leveled and calm.
The fine art of being successfully hidden in the group was very pleasant for Roy. His alias hadn't even been brought up at all, which is what would be expected when everyone here was focused on the Judgement. Roy leaned against the cold wall, his bright blue eyes simply watching his surroundings. The only person of notable concern to him being Nora, who had glanced his way multiple times. A smile still played across his lips, up until he noticed the door open another person appeared in shadowy mist. They were just about to get started, and then this late comer had tumbled into the room. Roy released a quiet groan of annoyance, he figured that eventually they would get on the move, but with so many late comers it seemed almost impossible. He simply listened as an annoyed Riti began to introduce everyone once more. However, that was when he heard it, Bandit King. It rang in his ears, making him immediately look for its' source. It didn't take Roy long to draw the conclusion that it had been the formerly distracted engineer.
Sudden shock came over him at the sudden outburst, but Roy wasn't one to do something stupid. Rather then looking shocked, he tried to play it cool, but it was much to late for that. He was glad to see that Dakota must have not picked up the words that spouted out of Pire's mouth, making him feel a little safe about his identity for the time being. However, a few seconds later the mercenary, Beatrice, brought it up into full prospective. Naturally the girl with very good senses would be the one to hear the words. Nervousness over took him for a second, causing him to hesitate briefly. In all honesty, he wasn't sure what to say about who exactly he was. Roy glared at Pire for a second, a small inaudible growl rising in his throat. His eyes then glanced at the other people in the room. "Yes, but I swear to you all, I mean no harm. I long left my group of dastardly thieves to live a life of good. Now, may we get going?" Roy explained, trying to make sure each word sounded truthful. He was, of course, telling the truth, but he more so got dethroned and was just looking for the easiest route out.
[ That awkward moment when you have to RP with one of your characters. Heh. ]
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Post by Thistlekit on Nov 19, 2015 21:36:55 GMT -6
Nora sat impatiently wanting to leave this castle. For such a huge castle and fairly large room, Nora couldn't help but feel a tad bit claustrophobic. She was used to the wide open fields and big forests she lived in. But nothing compared to her waterfall, and her secluded cave hidden behind it. So when the idea of leaving the castle came up, she was more then happy to agree. Nora was almost about to voice her pleasant opinion about leaving but the door she had been so rudely pushed through, opened. A shadowy figure walked in through the doors. Riti seemed to be irritated when she started introducing everyone to the new comer. Nora decided to turn visible to voice her opinion again after the mention of the Bandit King. She paid no attention to the words as she thought it was some sort of language the towns folk used. "I think leaving would be a great idea, I would like to be outside again and if we want to defeat The Judgement, why not start now?" Nora had excitement flowing through her voice as she looked at everyone in the room. All she wanted was to get out of the castle and breath the fresh air again. To Nora it has felt like years since she had been escorted into the castle. Most of her excitement was put towards the tree she had climbed to look over the castle for an escape. She had left her long bow and arrow bag up three branches in the hollow part of the tree trunk. How she longed to her her bow and arrows, back on her shoulders again. Hopefully the group will leave soon, so I can go outside again.
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