Frozen Sky, Burning Earth (Fantasy RP) - New thread!

[Axl3433]

((ok then. But it'll be a while before i post again, i have to go somewhere))

[Madame Professor]

Abernathy peeked over the top of the ladder, having climbed it after Heinrich and sighed. Jonathan was ok. He had put a lot of energy into saving the city. But he was an Angel, after all. It's what they did. She smiled at Jon, "You should rest some, before we leave." She started to climb back down, to let them follow.. or at least Heinrich. Jonathan had wings.

Once on the ground she looked about the people coming together to make sure everyone was ok, and help out where they could. She gave a soft smile. It had been a long time since she had seen anything quite like it. Humans always seemed to surprise her.

[Tazock]

Morgenstern sneered as Jonathan flew up, and then landed waverign from loss of energy.
Heinrich then slided down the ladder and walked over to him.
"Lye down before you fall down. That's an order soldier!" said Heinirch. Althogh he tried to sound strict, the smile on his face blew his cover like wind blows ashes.
"But seriously though, go get some rest. You should get some rest." Morgenstern advised pointing at the tavern.
"And no excuses!" he added with a strict tone yet still with a curve on his lips.

[-Ser Mayhem-]

//I must tell you that I cannot come to Gaia in a while. My PC broke and I cannot post here either.//

[Axl3433]

Axl nodded back at Eve.
"keep out of trouble" He said, smiling.

[Cereline]

Eve nodded silently, not really seeing the kind smile on his face. Instead she looked out, around the street, and searched once more. The wind slowly began picking up, tossing her hair out over her shoulder and out of place, as the sun sunk in the sky. Finally, Eve decided she'd ask Axl about her search, "Hey...um..." Eve paused, debating once more on if she should let out her purpose for being out, another split second passed before Eve simply concluded, "nevermind."
Standing up she streched out her wings habitually but did not make any move to go into flight as she tucked her wings back to their resting position. She was tired. In all her time flying from city to city, she'd never been in a fight and flew quite so much and her mind and wings certainly felt it. Again she sat and looked over at Axl for a second then looked once more at the ground.

[Axl3433]

"what's wrong? You look tired" Axl said. "If you want, there's a spare room at my place you can have till you aren't so tired"

[-Ser Mayhem-]

Cyrael stood there, looking at the boy.
"What's wrong? You seem a little upset. Is it something I said..?"
Cyrael asked. His tone was clearly suggesting something. Cyrael had this little feeling that the kid was no human. If he was a demon, though, Cyrael would rather capture the boy than kill him. Even a demon, Cyrael could never kill a child.
Cyrael better grasped the hilt of his blade.
"Er ist ein schatten? Seltsam, ist das."*

*"He is a shadow? Odd, that is."

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//My PC is still broken, I just got on on my friend's. I donno* when I can get on again://

[Allegra Kori no Tamashi]

Misa looked as the meteor disingrated, and whispered" thank god it's over"She said as she fell from the sky like a shooting star and landed in a tree. there she rested, she had used too much of her power in that fight, also a little bit of power she didn't know she had. it was a sunny day outside, so the sun helped her sleep, hopefully Gabriel will find her and take her to a place with a bed.

[Fea_s Barred]

Gabriel saw his little partner fall and smiled. She was safe. He walked a distance to find her lounging, almost asleep, on the ground. He knelt down next to her and softly said, "My lady, it's time to rest." He brushed her hair in hopes to wake her.

[Allegra Kori no Tamashi]

She heard a voice, but then again she was sleeping so she wasn't sure if it was a real voice or a voice in her dream. So hoping it was real, so slowly fluttered her eyes open and blinked to focus and clear her vision. Shen she looked around, saw Gabriel ,and smiled" I'm so glad you're ok
."She said stroking his cheek and smiling then she slowly got up , leaned on him, then yawned" It looks like everything is back to normal."
She said looking at him.
(im not little " pouts,crosses her arms and sits in Indian style waiting for an apology)

[happy_monkiez]

((sorry I haven't posted! I kinda went on a "short" vacation and forgot about this rp >.>; ))

Jon smiled as Heinrich joked.He patted him on the shoulder."You're a good friend,Heinrich."Jon saluted then,"Yes sir!"he grinned and went inside the tavern.People cheered some more,as Jon waved.He did technically almost completely saved them all.

He sat down at the nearest table,still tired from the amount he used.He ordered a drink,which was delivered immediately."It's on the house."the man said as he handed Jon the drink.Jon thanked him and drank,happily."How could that have taken out so much of my energy?"he thought.He looked around.At of his eye,he saw her.Saya Aquaso.She went to him as soon as he noticed her.They sat across each other.Not saying anything."Nicholas left my body.Apparently,I'm not a strong enough host for his spirit."Jon smiled."Good.At least now,I won't have to kill you."he grinned widely.He motioned for a drin for her,the man gave another free one."Don't waste all our free ones today friend."the man went back to the bar.

[Rabid Smurf_x_]

[Ooc:Sorry I am not posting guys...my character has nothing to do that affects you anyways, and there is no plot at all. The story is just sort of rambling on 'bout whatever, ya know? This RP needs a good plot to work off of if it wants to stay alive, and with Draco's computer problems that might not happen for a bit. I shall discuss matters with him when he gets back.

I dunno. . .

I'll stick around I guess, and if something starts to develop I will hop back in somehow. 'Till then, cheers!]

[-Ser Mayhem-]

Rabid Smurf_x_

[Ooc:..The story is just sort of rambling on 'bout whatever, ya know? This RP needs a good plot to work off of if it wants to stay alive, and with Draco's computer problems that might not happen for a bit. I shall discuss matters with him when he gets back..]

You're right. There are actually 3 plotlines, but for the 1st there are too little demons here. For the 2nd and 3rd ones, I must get my PC back, and it will probably be late next month, earliest. (Sucks to be poor sometimes. -_-)

[Vulpes-Volpes]

He paused as he caught sight of his palm. It would not do to simply run; the man would catch up with him sooner or later. He had lived long enough to know that it was inevitable to never run into an exorcist. He had come across a few; it was just that he had just escaped one, and this really was not fair. He looked up at the knight, his fear and childlike innocence being replaced with unadulterated loathing, “Lets just say…” He started as the rest of his sickle materialised.

“That I have had some bad experiences involving exorcists,” he explained coldly. His entire demeanour seemed to have changed as he smiled manically up at the man before rearing back with is left hand, and swinging the sickle into the metal plating of the mans side.

He knew that he was not at full strength, having a rather large wound covering his left side. Normally he could easily pierce thin armour with one or so hits, even with a blunt weapon, although he was not too sure about chain mail. From experience, he also knew that typically where the amour bent or ended in a joint, was the weakest and thinnest part of the armour. Although he was not too sure about this man, it was really just an assumption.

((LOL history))
Yes, he officially hated exorcists…well really, anyone who seemed to find it ok to kill in the name of their so called ‘God.’ He looked at the ever present scars on the palms of both hands. The priests who had dragged him in front of their followers, who had said he was a child with a devil possessing him. They had bound his hands around a rosary in the prayer position, ignoring his screams as the holy crucifix had burned through his satanic skin. And the other exorcists, who had immediately known what he was, but decided that they should subject him to holy ‘rituals’ before ultimately killing him. Like the man who had quite recently thought it would be fun to carve a crucifix into his shoulder, that extended nearly to his hip, and spread across his collar bone and onto his upper arm. Yes, most of his run-ins with exorcists and their kind were pure torture.

((Oh crap, this grew into a bit of a monster didn’t it, sorry about that. Also sorry for like, not replying for a while there, school took up most of my time. I guess I will make it kinda pretty later.))