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 Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2018 8:41 pm
It took a while but Fettelite was finally getting used to draining people. People seemed to really like him, following the spritely young boy around alleys and deeper into the woods. His general had told him to be careful of those types as they weren't' as innocent as they seemed but how could he not trust them! They were so eager to put their hands on him, and it made draining their energy that much easier!
Tonight was only a little different than normal. The general who brought him out to work was alot less guiding than Leucite was. When he opened his eyes after they teleported out of the Negaverse, he was in Little Korea, and then suddenly alone. It was obvious he stuck out like a sore thumb in the area, but atleast he wasn't left penniless! With his uniform looking as casual as it did, it was easy to run around some of the stalls, paying for food when he can and eating something or another off a stick as he went to his normal alleyways. And there it was, the first person to follow him out into the darkness and tried to grab him.
It was always really scary when it started, but as soon as he started draining, their hands loosened their grip and slowly they slumped to the ground, unharmed but knocked out.
"Whew!" Just as he was about to wander away, to try to find his General, Fettelite froze, feeling the aura of someone stronger than him. Did they wish to talk to him? He hoped so! He could always make more friends!
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2018 12:16 am
Korea town was familiar to him, the streets and the little winding alleys filled with shops and back doors that led into the backs of shops and restaurants. The area was filled with the sounds of food making and the familiar language of Korea. It was like a small slice of home taken and deposited in this city. Unfortunately it wasn't though. This was a small piece of the city that just had a lot of people from his home country. It was still vibrant and enticing though, that couldn't be denied.
It was also why he came here every few nights to patrol, to make sure his part of the city was safe. He didn't want to make it a habit, where those of chaos would know where to find him, but he still had to check up on this area and that was what he was doing tonight.
Powering up behind a dumpster, a three back doors down from a teashop, the squire made it to roof top level with a fair amount of ease and started on his patrol. Pausing when he picked up on an aura of chaos, something weaker than his own, and headed in the direction he figured it was from. If it was a Lieutenant he could handle them, he hoped, and get them out of the area. He had no way, unfortunately, of making sure an officer powered down and went home but he could at least run them out of this area. He'd have to hope he could get them to give up tonight on whatever they may be doing.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2018 12:20 pm
At first, Fettelite just waited for the person to come up to him. It was the first time he'd be meeting someone of the other side, and he was just as scared as he was excited! So far he had only met more Negaversers, and none of them were exactly the kinda person you really wanted to spend time with. Well, there was one or two he rather enjoyed being around, but the others... Well, they seemed much more interested in their work than making friends. He got that, he really did but... Why couldn't they do both?
There were talks and talks, all over the place about how these people, the White Moon were much meaner than they were. It was certainly scary, but... Fettelite couldn't believe all of it. Not everyone on the other side could be mean, right?
So he waited again, kneeling down to keep draining the man who had stalked him into the alley earlier while the order person got closer and closer, and when they finally appeared, he gave a wave, hand still on his donor's chest.
"Hey there!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2018 1:37 pm
Well, that was an interesting way of being greeted - very unexpected. For a moment it threw Venice off, as he was not expecting such a cheerful greeting, but he quickly was reminded of what this cheerful person was. They were in the process of draining someones energy and yet were so cheerful...how callous could they be?
"Let them go." Pointing to the poor civilian who was their victim, and maybe not even their first of the night. "It's best you leave." This one seemed different, off in a way, they didn't give off the vibe of a fighter or any sort of violent person...though he could be wrong. This white haired lieutenant just didn't seem it though, they seemed far too cheerful and...friendly. This was interesting enough he'd be telling his family about them, because maybe they weren't the sort to fight but talk to?
"You've done enough to them." They had done far too much, simply by going after the person they'd done something wrong, as far as he was concerned.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2018 3:20 pm
Fettelite still had his hand on the man's chest, draining it slowly so that as he lost consciousness, he wouldn't hurt himself. He knew of some generals who drained and pulled whole starseeds without a second thought, and he really didn't want to be that kinda person. All things in moderation, as they say!
"What? Let him go? I can't do that, boss would get angry, and I promised I wouldn't screw up any more. Besides, this guy will be fine. He'll take a good long nap and be nonethewiser! After all, he's big and creepy looking so no one is going to mess with a drunk in the alley, right?" Okay, so that wasn't entirely true. If the General he was supposed to be with ended up coming by, he was sure he would get scolded for not taking starseeds, but... He wasn't a straight up murderer and never would be. So instead he just kept draining, eyes still settled on the squire and smile still on his lips.
"I don't wanna fight, please. I just wanna do my job, and get going! I promise, I'll be out of your hair lickety split!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2018 3:58 pm
So this one was new, obviously, and was still learning the ropes. Not only that but apparently they had messed things up before, upset some of their higher ups, he felt for them - he really did. That didn't mean he was going to let them continue to energy drain someone though. With his weapon, not that it looked like a weapon, he held it out towards the child. "Doesn't matter if they nap and are ok. Still you are attacking - and taking from them." No one mess with a drunk passed out in an alley? Of course people would, they were passed out, that negated the whole creepy and big factor.
Focusing his magic through the weapon, not wanting to hurt this brainwashed child, Venice used his magic on them in the hopes they'd let the person go and he could get them out of the area. He didn't think it would stop the kid from going for other people, not with the motivation it seemed they had, but he could hope - right?
Kapoodles Squire: The handle of the weapon has become more ornate and the feathers longer. Nothing too major as far as changes go really. The magic however has now come in to play. At this point when the feather "tool" is waved those who are around Venice (in and 8' radius) will find themselves trapped within the illusion of a grand ball, everything over the top and not a single thing spared. Every hedonistic, over indulgent, thing which could be envisioned would be possible within this illusion. This attack would hit any characters within an eight foot radius of Venice and last for 30 seconds. The spell can be broken by a strong will, a shock to the system caused by something within the illusion happening, or if Venice is attacked or in someway breaks his focus. *Note: As told by the staff - keep it pg-13 on what your character sees when describing it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 12:20 pm
"Well.. Is it that bad to do so? He followed me back here, so... My boss tells me that people like that deserve to get drained. He followed me when I didn't ask him to! So it's okay to drain people who intend to hurt people!" Still, Fettelite smiled, hand still hovering over the man's chest and not expecting magic to hit him like it did.
At first he squeezed his eyes shut, a little scared of what he would have been hit with, but when nothing came, he tentatively opened his eyes. It didn't quite register in his head right away what he was seeing, but when it did, he squealed and scrambled away from the man he had been crouched behind, covering his eyes and turning a postively brilliant shade of pink.
"Noo!! NO, I shouldn't see this!!" Fettelite squeaked, having saw multiple people around him kissing and touching. It wasn't a very intense thing he saw, just... Losts and lots of love and it was awkward and ultimately, he was a shy boy. He wasn't supposed to see people like this! Not doing things so intimate!
"W-where am I...?" For a short moment, he peeked through his fingers again, only to squeak and covers his eyes again. Those people were still there! Did the magic teleport him away!?
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 12:33 pm
Venice had to wonder, just by listening to the other, about the kind of man he'd been draining. They sounded suspicious and rather shady, like the sort who bought people for a good time...or took advantage of vulnerable people. However, no one deserved to be drained...right? Punched in the face, yeah, but drained...maybe not.
Watching as the poor kid reacted to his magic, scrambling away and pink in the face, the squire sort of felt bad. The poor kid struck him as some sort of innocent, if only he knew the truth, and feeling for the kid he stepped forward and grabbed at the collar of his uniform and started to drag him off. "No more draining people for kids - bad kids..." He stated shaking his head. If he could get him away from this guy he could let the kid go, and hope they behaved themselves tonight. This was one he couldn't bring himself to hurt, not really.
He would however deal with the man once he let the kid go. Find out what he could, once the man regained consciousness. They didn't sound like a good person either. Bad human vs Negaverse...not something he wanted to deal with.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 1:19 pm
Through the illusion Fettelite could hear a scolding of sorts ... kids... bad kids... and when he peeked out, he saw a handsome young man reach for him, his clothes, and pull him forward. That expression, half masted eyes with a gentle smile, and even as his uniform was grasped between his hands and started dragging him away, it didn't seem violent at all...
No, it was tender, loving even, and it only made Fettelite panic all the more.
"P-Please let me go!! I-I don't want this! I-I don't know you!" If even possible, he seemed to get even darker, trying to pull away from the man's grasp as best he could, but he was far weaker than the other was, even powered. "S-surely there's someone else out here w-who would want to spend the night in your arms! I-I do not, please let me go!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 1:23 pm
Shaking his head down at the kid, watching them with dark eyes, he managed a bit more of a smile. "Not interested in you like that - married here. Too young also for me." Shrugging, or maybe rolling his shoulders, he hoisted the other up and onto their feet.
"Go home - be good. Sleep. Do no get into bad situations with people again. It isn't the place for children." Figuring the other was several years younger than himself, about the same age as his younger cousin perhaps. They shouldn't be out tonight. He knew his illusion had ended, having felt the magic end, he was hoping the other would heed his words and go home.
He didn't like that he'd upset the other...caused him to panic and think bad things. "Maybe get bubble tea before you go home...from cafe here. Then go home." A drink might calm the child down a bit before they went home.
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