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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1410 on: September 07, 2014, 05:17:49 AM »
"Good," Forest said, "I mean, I don't want you eating souls because that's . . . well, that's blackest of the black arts."

Biting her lip, she said, "If . . . until we can find you a tether person or what not, I can donate."
"I suppose the technical term would be 'Master' or 'Anchor', and I'd enjoy having you be mine." Archer said, fumbling for words a bit. This wasn't exactly an easy thing to explain. It could wait. "If you're alright with that, I mean." There was a bit of red at the tips of his ears.

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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1411 on: September 07, 2014, 05:46:18 AM »
Lancer made sure that Rin had a steady landing onto the pavement.  He hadn't been airborn, not like Archer had, but more sprinting super fast along the streets.  Rin looked surprised as Saber approached them, emerald eyes bright.

Lancer had to admit that the extra couple of years she had apparently aged agreed with her.  Lancer whispered to the young magus, "Seems like she's happy to see you."

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Wynn spread out two goblets delicately carved out of clear quartz and the dark green bottle of the wormwood liquor.  It wasn't just standard absinthe, but brewed in Faerie.  The smell of licorice filled the air as the peridot liquid began to pour into the glass. 

Her movements were graceful and sure as she began to prepare the drink with the slotted spoons and sugar cubes.

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"He calls himself Archer and seems to be made of the same sort of crazy as my Godmother," Gabriel said as he started to look through his closet for something for the other man to wear.  Luckily, they seemed to be close enough in size.

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Forest blinked at Archer's confession and wrapped her arms around herself so she wouldn't fidget.  The way his ears turned red was oddly endearing, and she felt herself feel oddly heavy and weightless at the same time.  If I did that, he would be my Archer . . .

It was a huge responsibility, but at least he was making a choice instead of random chance.  Oddly enough he was choosing her.

Biting her lip, she replied, "I'd . . . think I'd like that actually."  Then she gave him a eager but nervous smile.

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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1412 on: September 07, 2014, 03:27:39 PM »
Wynn spread out two goblets delicately carved out of clear quartz and the dark green bottle of the wormwood liquor.  It wasn't just standard absinthe, but brewed in Faerie.  The smell of licorice filled the air as the peridot liquid began to pour into the glass. 

Her movements were graceful and sure as she began to prepare the drink with the slotted spoons and sugar cubes.

Rattus kept watching Wynn attentively as she finally prepared the goblets for the ritual. He noticed that the drink-ware she was using were not made of glass, but rather finely craved rock crystal. And when she opened the bottle of absinthe and poured its contents into the goblets, that ever-familiar smell began to slowly seep into the air of the salon. Despite drinking absinthe for almost a century already, Rattus never really paid attention to its liquorice smell. Or rather, he never savored it. And that was because the only thing he is reminded of whenever he chances upon it is what happened to his country just a few years after the end of the First World War.

To put it simply, Germany's economy was hit so bad with hyperinflation that the once wealthy and aristocratic Rattus von Engles lost his fortune overnight and reduced him to nothing. This was exacerbated by the feeling of rage and sorrow he kept inside during that time over his country's defeat at the war and the subsequent result of the signed armistice, the Treaty of Versailles, which he saw as an added insult to his already badly-injured country. But what he mourned during that time wasn't his fall from the opulence he once had, but rather the German Empire's fall from grace as a respected military and economic superpower. He didn't mind that he needed to work as a steelworker just to earn his keep, but he saw that many more of his countrymen can't find a job to support themselves. And everything he felt during that time made him resort to something he never imagined he would do just before the war happened and ended: He began to spend most of his monthly salary on alcoholic beverages, particularly absinthe. Then, after his working hours, he drank himself to death, in order to alleviate all his mourning and fury over his country's current situation. But despite the fact that he would wake up the next day in great pain, he pulled himself tremendously to avoid truancy from work, as well as composed himself in order effectively function in his working hours. Such practice took a toll on his overall health, but he didn't mind. He thought to himself that, as a Prussian and immortal, he must give out more than what he is able to, and this was his life everyday for many years after the First World War.

The fact that the smell of absinthe brought back memories of his past already alerted Rattus. He feared that if he got too drunk, he might become careless and tell the lady of the shadows some things he isn't supposed to divulge to any other person. Such thing happened many times too often already, he thought to himself, and it would be inappropriate for such to happen today, in a front of someone else he doesn't consider a close acquaintance. More so, the smell seemed to give the impression that the liquor is of exceedingly finely made, and it can even be described as ethereal on its quality. But such fear did not show on his exterior and all he did was to carefully observe the dark lady as she elegantly placed the slotted spoons on top of the crystal glasses filled with the wormwood liquid and then placed the sugar cubes on top those spoons. Now all that's left to do is to pour water on the sweet cubes, in order to melt them slowly and drip the saccharine water into the absinthe, louching it little by little.




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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1413 on: September 07, 2014, 11:19:06 PM »
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Phoenix let lose a happy scraw, as it began to move though the skies above the two friends in fantastic patterns.
It then swooped down past the now air born Dragon, playfully buffeting it with a light warm flame, a flame of healing and warmth, before taking back to the sky.
Its invitation was obvious.
The wingless one watched with uncertainty as the phoenix danced in flight. He knew on some level how wings worked and had been instilled with fire magic before by Marie, but he didn't have the instinctual knowledge of how to fly. Uncertainty plagued his mind, especially in the presence of Enkidu and the hero-king Gilgamesh. But what had doubt ever done for him before? It only paralyzed him when he should have acted.

So, like a fledgling, he willed the fire-wings to flap and maneuver toward the phoenix, leaving behind the weight of doubt and uncertainty to enjoy the gift his - apparently - new friend bestowed upon him. Even if it were just circles horizontal and vertical, he would have fun.

Flight, he had been told once or twice, was the physical movement of the soul feeling freedom.
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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1414 on: September 08, 2014, 03:55:45 AM »
Forest blinked at Archer's confession and wrapped her arms around herself so she wouldn't fidget.  The way his ears turned red was oddly endearing, and she felt herself feel oddly heavy and weightless at the same time.  If I did that, he would be my Archer . . .

It was a huge responsibility, but at least he was making a choice instead of random chance.  Oddly enough he was choosing her.

Biting her lip, she replied, "I'd . . . think I'd like that actually."  Then she gave him a eager but nervous smile.

"...Um...good." This was for Archer, a rather embaressing moment. He hadn't really expected her to say yes. "But, uh, we don't have to make the contract just yet. Why don't we wait until after, you, er, show me around."

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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1415 on: September 08, 2014, 04:14:35 AM »
Wynn had a small absinthe fountain crafted out of a bright metal and more rock crystal.  With a twist of her wrist, she opened the top of the fountain and poured icy water into it.  Then the goblets with the spoons and large, white sugar cubes placed upon them was put under individual faucets.   

She turned a valve and the cold water started to trickle over the sugar, slowly dissolving it into the green liquor.

"So, what business did you want with Law Unto Herself?" Wynn asked, arching her eyebrows.

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Forest blinked at his nervousness, which made her feel slightly better.  "Well, I already said I'd help you and . . . I wouldn't have asked you out if I didn't want to spend bloody time with you.  How complicated is it to make the contract?"

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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1416 on: September 08, 2014, 05:28:35 AM »
Wynn had a small absinthe fountain crafted out of a bright metal and more rock crystal.  With a twist of her wrist, she opened the top of the fountain and poured icy water into it.  Then the goblets with the spoons and large, white sugar cubes placed upon them was put under individual faucets.   

She turned a valve and the cold water started to trickle over the sugar, slowly dissolving it into the green liquor.

"So, what business did you want with Law Unto Herself?" Wynn asked, arching her eyebrows.

Wynn had finally addressed the purpose of his stay in the residence. As such, he had no choice but to answer the question, as the cold water dripped into the absinthe goblets. "I was finding new clientele in this city for my arms business, my lady," he said to her. "Then I came across your residence and saw its eerie exterior, which looked out of place in a residential area. And as such, I simply followed my hunch and opted to see if I can sell you weapons, ammunition or military equipment, since you seem to be hiding something from the rest, if the facade of your house is an indication."

"However," he tipped back his glasses, then went on. "Seeing that you have a supernatural ability yourself, my lady, I think to sell you firearms or any other weapon would be an exercise in futility. It seems that the reason your home was styled after an industrial storage or warehouse is because you don't want people to see you or any of your abilities."

"As such, pardon me if I wasted your time and energy in order to entertain a salesman like me. You can send me out of your residence if you want to now and I will oblige." He apologized, but his flat and monotonic voice just changed in trace amounts during the whole time he was talking. "Again, I'm sorry, Miss Law Unto Herself. I heard you were entertaining other guests during those times I've chanced myself in your house." He addressed her, still having the conception that she was the lady of the house.
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Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« Reply #1417 on: September 09, 2014, 04:31:41 AM »
Amy

Proxy just laughed as Fiore scolded it. It obviously did not care for her reaction. With one last dirty look at the rabbit Amy turned away and walked over to Mille and the blond.

“Hey, I am really sorry about that. Proxy does not really get the whole not causing trouble thing.” Amy admitted reluctantly, she really didn’t want to but she didn’t want to seem like a bad person.



Shiro

Shiro clasped his hands together as he said grace to himself. After her was done he began to dig in, cutting off some of the chicken eating it.

As he ate we watched as the girl digged in vigorously, obviously very hungry, chuckling a bit at Gig’s comments.

“Well, I just like not cooking occasionally. But if you want I can make something nice at the church tonight, I think we have enough for a slightly more luxurious meal tonight.” He said thinking.



Amelia

Amelia froze as Pariah ran off to fight the, his arms deforming to claws without magic. Wicked sharp blades, without a doubt at least as sharp as Amelia’s own expertly crafted blades she used to hunt.

“W-what?!” She said as her eyes went wide and her draw dropped.

Then the bird fell onto them both, crushing them beneath its claws before it flew up into the air.



Phoenix

Phoenix watched as the dragon slowly but surely took to the sky, indecision leaving its mind as it allowed the wings of life and flame to flap.

But it was taking too long, and so with not but a warning Phoenix took command, the dragon began to fly at massive speeds, speeding to the clouds. The Phoenix commanded the wings to do a spin in the air, and as soon as it was complete it shed control allowing the dragon to once again command the wings as Pheonix sped past it chirping.

Its game was clear, to dance in the sky with the sun bird.