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 Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2025 2:21 am
 Salem Everett
Status: Dad Man.
Location: Away from home.
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This day was not like the others. The morning was quiet, and uninterrupted. No warning, no knocks, just quietude as their Master had made no effort to gather them. There was a simple note by his place at the head of the table for breakfast that informed the girls of a simple thing. Today was a free day for them to go and explore Winhill Garden as invited by his sister Lisanna. A small reward for their diligence with the bangles, and a reprieve for them to recuperate.
No. The one who had been made to get up that morning was instead Marem. Though it was clear he did not want to, the senior Everett was not taking no for a answer. Although any who saw Salem this morning may not recognize him, for he wasn't wearing a suit, or dressed anywhere near nice. An out of character baseball cap, tacky hawaiian shirt, and some khaki shorts. The surprise took some of the wind out of Marem as he seemed perplexed, and while he tried provoking his dad by making fun of his outfit, he took it in stride as he dragged his son out on some sort of day trip.
With the man of the house gone, and much of the rest of the staff outside of the kitchen being feminine, Salem's personal assistant laxed on her dress standards for the day. She had likely shown up for work prim and proper, but with him gone and breakfast served, she'd undone a extra button or two and removed the jacket. She'd smile at any of the children at breakfast, but otherwise would mainly stay to herself for now. But she did know she was likely to catch a few question; she kept track of the patriach's itinerary, so any questions about him would likely be directed at her.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2025 2:38 pm
 Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
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The curious lack of a pre-dawn wake up call was the first clue about the day's activities. Or lack thereof.
Having slept heavily the previous day Nyale was up and about earlier than normal. Her eyes were bright and the shadows beneath were gone, the deep sleep leaving her feeling well rested and in a good mood. She had also been thankfully spared any nightmares this time, which helped. Without the expected knock on the door and unsure of what the day would hold the girl dressed casually and comfortably in a white cropped t-shirt and cargo pants, and pulled her hair into a high, sleek ponytail.
It seemed she was also the first to make her way to the dining room for breakfast. After greeting Salem's assistant she proceeded to read the note on the table, her brows furrowing.
"...explore the Garden...oh...hm..."
A novelty for Rem, less so for Ny and Eta who were familiar with the place. But it was a welcome break nonetheless. After the exhaustion of the previous day's task, she had to admit that a day to relax and simply wander the Garden was a relief. And a chance to see some friendly faces. She poured herself a coffee as she waited for the other girls to arrive, the pot hovering over her mug. Though Ny was in decent spirits her appetite was lacking so she avoided touching the array of breakfast foods.
"So we won't see him today huh?" She asked the assistant, shooting the woman a shrewd glance, taking note of her relaxed style this morning. Two sugar cubes floated themselves over the table and plopped into the dark beverage. "Too bad, I guess. I had something I wanted to talk to him about"
Ny wandered over to the nearest window to bask in a golden beam of morning sunlight that spilled through, enjoying the warmth whilst she sipped her coffee.
Meanwhile outside, a familiar sleek black car pulled up on the drive, catching her attention.
"There's our ride, I presume"
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2025 12:08 pm
 Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Cure (x3), Esuna (x3), Scan (x3)
Status: Growing.
BAM
Salem Everett had invited ruin into his house.
Remington arrived in the dining room with her usual degree of telekinetic grace. That is to say, she blew the door open so hard the handle punched a crater into the plaster. There were similar dents in the walls all over the house. She’d ruined the door frame of her bedroom already by tearing the handle off daily. She was up to twenty-one years' bad luck from mirrors alone.
But she didn’t shrink away from the impact today! Rem came through with her chin up and an easier stride. Some bold black eyeshadow obscured the bags, and a few bandages and patches covered the cuts and scrapes on her arms from flying practice.
”Morning,” she nodded to Nyale and Everett’s assistant both, and a glance at the note on the table caught her up on the situation.
”Hm. Well. I’ve been curious about the Garden,” Rem joined in on the exchange. She bobbed a respectful nod to the assistant and had a smile for Nyale. ”Think you could show me around? Maybe I could get a chance to speak with your mother?” She’d been interested in catching a moment with Lisanna Everett since arriving, but the senior Sorceress was a busy woman.
Rem’s seat was right next to Nyale’s. It was the seat with the half-dozen duplicates of each plate, saucer, bowl, cup, and utensil sitting nearby. Just a few days at Winhill Manor and the staff were learning to adjust their routines. Remington was getting better at grasping her power- it was the ‘control’ part which continued to challenge her. Each time they sat down for a meal, Rem bent, snapped, chipped, broke, or shattered something on the table. Paper equivalents were found to be unfeasible; the material would tear apart in her grip. The best middle ground was plasticware, which could be cheaply replaced and which could break without becoming dangerous shards.
So, she had to do with telekinetically sliding a plastic kiddie cup over for Ny to fill with coffee.
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The Princess
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2025 4:21 am
 Etamara Vilisantra Status: Seething
Song of the moment: What Makes Me Tick┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ The night had been restless for the orchestral sorceress. Nigh sleepless in fact with how she tormented herself with her attempts to break her bangle to the point that it drove her mad with frustration unlike any other. She, who could excel in her magic, excel in her abilities, could not excel when it came to losing her magic. It was a part of who she was, and without that power she felt completely blinded. Nothing connected to her, and it made her wonder if she was truly physically capable of breaking this bangle?
She knew that Rem had succeeded, the notable sounds of her instruments had become not only melodic, but raw and emotional with success in it. To say that jealousy did not settle in her soul, would be a complete lie. She cursed silently under her breath, completely baffled by how a complete novice outdid her?! She could reason with Nyale! She was trained! She was born into it! But Rem?! She had to be guided to her success! "SO WHY?! HOW?! WHAT AM I DOING WRONG?!"
Her inner thoughts this morning were less than positive to say the least. In fact, out of everyone, the most gloomy person in the room was Eta. Even Salem's otherwise sour mood could not compete with this sixteen year old who had that bangle still on her arm and a glare on her face. She stared blankly at no one, said nothing to no one, not one positive greeting or acknowledgement. Instead she heard the conversation between Nyale and Rem, hearing that they would be heading out to Winhil Garden.
That might have been a good thing for her, given she was the only one of the trio to still not have her bangle broken. With being informed of this being her free day to do what she needed to do, Eta nodded and finished earlier than the other girls, saying only one thing to them. "I'll be at the Garden." There wasn't much discussion to be had about it, once she had permission to more or less leave the table, not interested in talking to the girls. Both of them could see it in her face and get the feeling that she was livid, and there was nothing she could say, that would have been nice of her. When one has nothing nice to say, well, it was better to remove one's self from a situation where it needn't cause a scene. No, she had to save her energy for the training today.
Getting herself dressed up, she took her virtuoso, moving on to walk to the garden, getting used to the idea of not using any magic for the day. She was perfectly fine with physical movement, often having to practice singing while running constantly. Perhaps this was another case where she needed to practice playing while moving without magic. For that reason, she traveled to the garden, playing her instrument and singing idly, taking her time to see if she could break her bangle on the way there; though no success would be had.
Being the first to arrive at the Garden, Lisanna would have gotten a notification from the system registry of her arrival, and soon after there was another ping of Etamara's location, accessing the Garden's training room. Where was she going? Well, within the training room, there were a couple draw points one could use to pull from if they junctioned with a GF. Etamara, having one of her own, sat directly in the middle of that draw point, feeling the surge of magic coursing around her body, though unable to enter because of the bangle. It was here she could feel and use the magic around her where it was the strongest to feel it around her when she could not normally.
She figure if she couldn't feel the grip on magic normally with the bangle on, it would be easier if she sat down at a draw point, able to absorb herself into the essence of magic, and pull at a much easier time. It wasn't a perfect solution, but if this was a muscle she had to stretch, then this was the only way she could reasonably and safely do without overstraining herself every time.
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2025 1:03 pm
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
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Ny almost jumped out of her skin as Rem burst into the dining room with a colossal bang.
"M-Morning..." She stammered back automatically, eyeing the dent in the plaster whilst her heart rate peaked. Well, maybe this old place is due for a renovation anyway... She thought. The amount of damage Rem had done so far in their short stay was...impressive.
"My mother? Ah. Yeah I guess, if she's there" The girl shrugged and yawned, seemingly uninterested in why Rem would want to chat with the headmaster. "And sure, I can play tour guide today. Sounds fun. Uh...just for your peace of mind, whatever stories Kalen may have told you, I actually don't push people in the reflection pool...anymore" Nyale grinned as the plastic kiddie cup slid her way and graciously hovered the coffee pot over it, filling it to the brim for her teammate.
In contrast to Rem's arrival, Ny noticed that Eta's entrance was uncharacteristically quiet. She could almost feel the tension rolling off the other girl in waves, and could see in her face that she was unhappy. It wasn't hard to guess why, Ny knowing that she had yet to overcome her bangle. Her silence and rapid departure left her teammate slightly deflated, wondering if there was anything they could do to help her. If she would even want their help...
"Oh sure...see you there, then..." She replied, biting her lip and watching the young Sorceress exit. When she was gone Ny looked at Rem doubtfully. "Should we...leave her alone today, you think?" She didn't like the idea of Eta being isolated, but it seemed she wanted space to work through things. "Maybe after she's had some time to herself we can find her"
Ny took five more minutes so they could both finish their coffee and then moved towards the door, casting an expectant look over her shoulder at Remington. "Coming?"
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The first thing Rem would likely notice about the Garden was that it was enormous. The vast lobby encompassed multiple walkways and buildings, circling around the large and beautiful reflection pool. The water glittered serenely in the sunlight that shone through the glass ceiling. At the center of the lobby was the elevator which was used to ascend to the upper floors.
As Ny led her companion into the lobby, Rem would see students and SeeD going about their business. Despite the hustle and bustle, the place still had a tranquil and easy atmosphere. However, a few curious glances stole their way, accompanied by furtive mutterings behind hands. A result of rumours about the princess of UNITA's arrival in Winhill, perhaps.
"Miss Laytos, miss Nipal"
A lilting, sultry voice sounded nearby, and Ny turned to see a familiar face.
The woman who stood waiting for them by the pool had a natural aire of refinement about her, complemented by soft, doll-like features, vivid sea-green eyes, and violently crimson curls arranged into an elegant up-do. A black pencil skirt and lacey green and black blouse enhanced her curvy figure, though Rem would see she leant slightly on a sturdy-looking black cane.
"Oh that's the head of communications for the Garden. She also looks after my mother's schedule" Ny explained to Rem, walking her over to the lady. If the girl wanted to speak with Lis, the redheaded woman could facilitate that.
"Wonderful to have you back, miss Laytos. I was ever so worried after seeing what happened at Eden city on the news" She appraised Ny for a moment and pursed her lips.
"Mmm...I was pretty lucky, I guess. Thanks, Mira" Ny replied quietly, shrugging and looking as if she'd rather not have a conversation about Eden.
Then Mirabelle turned her attention to Rem, her expression softening. "Miss Nipal, we have been expecting you. Welcome to the Garden. I was sorry to hear about the destruction in UNITA, and the lives lost. Such a terrible affair" She shook her head sadly.
"That said, it is a pleasure to have you here. I hope you'll enjoy your visit to our Garden. I am Mirabelle, and if there's anything you need, do let me know. Vilisantra has already arrived and is in the training area..."
Whilst the woman spoke to her teammate Ny had walked over to the edge of the pool and now stared across at the light dancing on the water, her face thoughtful, but after a few moments she shook herself out of her daze.
"Well Remington, this is Winhill Garden. Is there something you'd like to see first?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2025 3:46 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Cure (x3), Esuna (x3), Scan (x3)
Status: Growing.
Rem shared a chuckle with Nyale over the table. She could just imagine Kalen clambering out of a glittering pool, drenched. The kiddie cup filled with coffee floated back her way. Remington Nipal had the composure of a princess, sipping her coffee as if it were a chased silver chalice instead of a plastic cup with a cartoon cactuar on it.
Before she could try to reach out to Eta, however, the girl was wrapping up her meal and stalking away. Another look to share with Ny, this one of concern.
”I think that’s a good idea,” Rem agreed.
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Rem’s boots tap-tapped along the smooth walkways as she followed at Nyale’s side.
”I’ve never seen a Garden so lovely,” she reflected. She followed the path of the walkways above. Its great size and serene design made the place feel even more dissonant than the others she had seen.
The two walked the Garden, Rem drinking in each detail. She had dressed in her familiar style, in a wine red jacket and silk shirt. Simple, well-made, well-tailored, well-coordinated. Any curious gazes eyeing the Princess of Unita were artfully ignored.
”I’ve never liked them,” she remarked, even while she studied the place like a painting in a museum. ”It feels like a trap. Dressing up raising people for war in the midst of a paradise. Like we couldn’t have a beautiful world without killing one another.” She paused by a bed of peony blossoms. Her fingers brushed along leaves as she leaned down to smell them.
”Peonies are supposed to be for peace. A place of flowers should be peaceful.”
The tinge of melancholy was pushed aside by the arrival of a sharp-dressed woman leaning on a cane. She followed Nyale to meet the woman, bobbing her head in respect.
”Thank you for having me,” she greeted. A shine passed over her eyes at the mention of the destruction. ”Winhill’s support for me and my home has been a great aid. Could you tell me-?”
Rem fit here. She had walked in the halls of the mighty since she could walk at all. She spoke to officials like Mirabelle with respect, but always with dignity of her own. She spent a short couple of minutes in discussion with the woman, learning more about the Garden and its day-to-day realities, before the two parted and Rem could join her friend. Nyale saw Rem’s reflection appear in the water, next to hers.
”Best give Etamara the run of the training room,” she worked through her thought process out loud. Eta, she was absolutely certain, did not want help. She admired the shimmering surface of the reflecting pool. Had it been here that Nyale pushed Kal in? Her mouth twitched in a smile.
”Do you have a favorite spot?” she asked. ”Somewhere special?”
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2025 5:04 am
Etamara Vilisantra Status: Bloody Seething in a rage (Berserk)
Song of the moment: See Below ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ The musician had already found herself in the training grounds well before any other as far as she could tell. All around she could see a mixture of Bite bugs and Caterchipillers. Nothing impressive to fight, but they would do as practice. She focused, taking Virtuoso in hand and rushing forward towards one of the caterchpillers, readying the bladed part of her instrument, going in for a downward cutting slash upon the monster. The creature let out a shreek before it reared its head up, turning to look at Etamara with a rage filled expression. The creature swung its tail at her, forcing her to back off, jumping back away from the swing and blocking with her instrument, managing to block a good portion of the blow, but it did make her arm numb from taking the hit. A growl escaped her lips as she locked her eyes with the beast. Readying her bow, she attempted to play, trying to use her magic.
Alas, nothing happened as she attempted to use a sleep spell upon it, her magic fizzling out while the caterchipiller let out an ultra wave, causing Etamara to drop her bow and instrument, covering her ears. The screeching from the creature was effective to her, but not only that, she felt an incredible amount of rage that seemed to make her go over the edge. Her eyes glared up at the creature, filled to the brim with unrelenting amounts of fury behind it as she reached for her weapons again. There was no desire for music, no desire to attempt to use her magic. No, she bolted forward, charging the beast with no plan in mind as she let out a howling battle cry, swinging both her bow and Virtuoso upon the beast in a flailing fit of wrath. Purple blood splattered across the battlefield, the creature having its body being cut up by the bow and instrument as Etamara was unleashing every last bit of her fury into the beast. Well, the creature managed to make such a fuss that it called out for help, causing two bite bugs to swarm in after Etamara!
The two came in, biting into the back of her shoulders and sinking their teeth into her flesh, causing the girl to scream in pain and anger, her body shifting violently as she threw herself down onto the ground to smash the bite bugs on her back and roll off of them. In doing so, while she managed to successfully get the bugs off of her, the caterchipiller took the opportunity to fire out its spider web on Etamara, freezing her in place. Her eyes widened as she realized she got herself stuck in a really bad situation. "NO! DAMN IT! I WON'T LOSE HERE! NOT TO THE LIKES OF FILTH LIKE YOU!!" She internally screamed, gritting her teeth as she used every ounce of strength to try and break free. The caterchipiller crawled its way over to her, seeing her struggle, and with one wide swing of its tail, it came crashing down on Etamara, crushing her flat against the ground. The blow was effective, nearly knocking the girl unconscious from the blow. Her vision was blurry, and all she could feel was this unforgiving rage. Her body could feel it though, a beat. Or, was it perhaps her heartbeat that she could hear ringing in her ears? Regardless of what that beat was, it was speaking to her, and finally she could hear the music in her soul.
The caterchipiller felt vibrations going off beneath its tail, and soon enough, it felt its body being violently blown back into the air telekinetically as the sound of a guitar could be heard coming from Etamara's body. She began to laugh a little as the guitar strummed, her Virtuoso plucking each string rapidly on its own, while musical bubble notes began to form around her body, acting as speakers for the guitar sound. Soon the entire training room would be filled with the sound of music, Etamara's body radiating with mana now as her bangle began to crack and shatter apart, exploding in a violent mess as Etamara grinned madly with a mixture of sadistic satisfaction and rage. She laughed, raising her bow out towards the bite bugs first, a rush of telekinetic energy going straight towards the bite bugs and blasting them straight up into the air towards the cerchipiller, colliding into the creature and being used as projectiles to batter and beat each other to death. The bite bugs were used so much that their bodies began to break and turn into a gross fleshy mass of guts, repeatedly being beat into the caterchipiller until it too resembled nothing more than a bloody purple mess. Afterwards, her eyes shifted towards the other creatures in the garden.
"Time for a performance of a lifetime!" She shouted with a laugh, grinning as she holstered her bow, taking her virtuoso and began to perform, adding the sound of a second guitarist to the music. Her power of the body began to explode, reaching out towards the other bite bugs and caterchipillers, able to hear her music and feel themselves suddenly suffering incredible amounts of pain. The bite bugs fells to the ground, writhing and shaking violently, while the caterchipillers around her began to wriggle and screech in pain, their flesh tearing apart bit by bit until their bodies violently exploded in a bloody mess, raining it down around Etamara, causing her to look like a purple bloodied mess after her performance ended, and finally the berserk itself, was finished. ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2025 4:38 pm
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
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"I agree. If only because she's a bit scary and I have zero desire to walk in on that"
Ny had to repress a shudder at the thought of what carnage Eta would be unleashing in the training area. Let her work her feelings out first, she reasoned, and then join her. "Oh I bet she'll be hungry, we could go to the cafeteria...the pancakes are to die for..." Assuming she wasn't put off eating from splattering monster guts all morning.
At Rem's next words she looked across at her sharply.
"A favourite spot?" The request surprised Ny, making her blink. She hadn't expected Rem would ask to see somewhere a bit more personal. The classrooms, or the armoury, she would have guessed. Or the medical area. Nice, organised functional spaces. But Rem wanted special, she had said. Ny stared down at the pool in thought. When she spoke again her tone was a little hesitant, as if she didn't believe Rem would really be interested. "Yeah I can think of a couple of places. There's the dorm where I stayed as a student, of course. The ballroom where I played my first violin concert - the acoustics are incredible up there. The fields and recreational areas, where Kal and I hung out a lot. Well, where I spent too much time harassing him, I guess. And the roof, where I went whenever I needed a break..." She listed them on her fingers as she riled them off, eyes cloudy with memories, a faint smile curving her mouth. "Oh! And the library...I would go there a lot, and lose my head in books when life got a bit too much" And whenever Kal was gone, really. Not much changed.
The library seemed like a good place to start.
"Let's go there. You might even find a book that peaks your interest" She peered at Rem, certain that the girl was an avid reader.
Nyale then gave a small wave goodbye to Mira and linked her arm with Rem's, beginning to lead her teammate along the walkway for the library. "We have a huge library here, you can get lost in it if you're not careful...my parents just keep growing it. They want students to learn as much as possible..."
As they walked she recalled what Rem had said earlier, about gardens raising people for war. It was not surprising to Ny that Rem had a bad impression of the Garden system. She couldn't fault her assessment, though she didn't see it as black and white as she guessed Rem did. Sometimes violence was necessary, and it was better to be prepared for when others might turn on you. A lifetime of watching Salem advocate for Sorceress rights was some proof of that. And in their divided world Ny thought there would always be a need for the Gardens, even if in an ideal one there wouldn't be.
"...Winhill was always more focused towards education, I think my parents both try to keep it like that. Maybe it's not building peace the way you do in UNITA, but it's a more positive way than some of the other Gardens I suppose"
The young Sorceress turned her face towards Rem, amber eyes holding a curious shine.
"You've been to the other Gardens, how do they compare for you? I've only read about them..." There was a tone of longing in her voice that suggested that whilst Winhill was nice, Ny was eager to leave.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2025 3:50 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Cure (x3), Esuna (x3), Scan (x3)
Status: Growing.
To the library they went, arm-in-arm. Rem admired the Garden still as they walked. Each one was unique, but the Gardens all followed certain design principles the Kramers had established- rounded buildings with a centralized structure. Nyale, it seemed, had similar things on her mind.
”Winhill does strike me as the most peaceful,” she agreed. ”It reminds me of Balamb. At least there’s an excuse of education here. Trabia’s may as well be boreal boot camp. No surprise, with who’s been running it the past twenty years.” Rem’s expression wrinkled in distaste. ”And Galbadia Garden…” Distaste turned into something worse. ”They should have just built it next to the G-Army headquarters. The look melts in the face of Nyale’s bright eyes. It brings a softer smile back to Rem’s face.
”Gardens will always be Gardens,” she remarks. As they pass from the atrium into the library corridor, she reaches out to trail her fingers along the wall. ”If I were in Deling City this afternoon, I’d spend it at the Grimaldy Concert Hall, or visiting the Forgotten King's Tomb, or shopping on Rose Street, not in a military academy.”
Rem’s gaze wandered upward, following a flock of sparrows fluttering through the air above the Garden.
”There’s so much more than swords and guns…” she murmured with a shade of her own wist.
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Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2025 7:54 am
Etamara Vilisantra Status: Bloody
Song of the moment: Heartbeat ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Thump, thump. Thump, thump. Thump, thump. The sound of Etamara's heartbeat echoed into the room, constantly echoing across the biome, causing the monsters to be acutely aware of her. She was panting, staring at them, smiling. She was filled to the brim with glee, for she had broken her bangle. Even if it did require her to be a little roughed up, she managed to get a breakthrough, and boy did she feel the rush! Adrenaline was pumping through her body, her mind whirling with a bloodrush. It felt so satisfying to crush those monsters. It felt good to completely decimate them into utter paste. She could do it again...
A grunt escaped her lips as she held her head. Her heart was pounding, and it was starting to cause her to have a headache. "Okay. Maybe I need to go to the infirmary" As much fun as it was slaying monsters, she took a beating that required some attention, and thus, departed from the training room, bloodied.
The trip to the infirmary wasn't long for Eta, despite her injuries. Upon arriving into the office of the infirmary center, she spoke up to the receptionist. "I am in need of some medical attention. I am a little exhausted and don't have any cure spells on hand." As she spoke to the receptionist, she could audibly hear the sound of Eta's heartbeat. It was much louder than one should be, yet somehow Eta didn't seem to be bothered by it, in fact, she looked as if this was normal.
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2025 1:18 pm
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
xxxxN y a l exxxxL a y t o s▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰ ✮ ⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Rem's admission that Winhill was the most peaceful-seeming Garden provoked a satisfied smile from Nyale, as if it pleased her that the girl had a better impression of the place than the others. She listened intently as her companion spoke about the other Gardens. "Yeah, that tracks with what I know of them, I guess" She muttered. For all Remington's disapproval of them, Ny knew she would enjoy seeing them.
"Deling would be SO COOL to visit. Maybe we could do a girls trip there, someday..." Ny said wistfully. Then her expression became more solemn as another thought crossed her mind. "As for Trabia...do you think Kal will be okay there?" She asked, trying to suppress any hint of worry in her voice and mostly failing. "I wonder how his training is going..."
As they walked along, drawing ever closer to the library, the sight of a familiar figure in the distance drew Ny's attention.
"Oh hey, look, there's Eta!" She exclaimed, pointing towards their third teammate who appeared to be heading towards the infirmary.
"And she's...uh, covered in blood. We should go see if she's okay, right?"
Giving Rem no room for dissent Ny tugged the other girl along with her as she changed course, following swiftly after Etamara instead. Even if Ny didn't already know where the infirmary was, it wasn't hard to follow Eta's trail of blood and viscera.
When they arrived at the infirmary Ny let go of Rem's arm and headed over to Eta, looking her up and down carefully to check the extent of her injuries. "My, my, you have been busy" She remarked, grinning and noting the lack of the bangle. It seemed Eta had conquered it at last. Salem would be pleased. But what was that loud thudding sound?
"Ms Vilisantra, if you follow me I will take you to the nurse-" The receptionist piped up, but Ny shook her head.
"Let me help"
The Sorceress raised her hands towards Eta and a white healing glow enveloped the girl, mending her injuries with a warming sensation. It wouldn't remove all the bloodstains and monster guts off her body, but she would feel much better.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰ ✮ ⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬T h exxL i g h t w e a v e r Let your colours bleed and blend with mine...xxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2025 3:25 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Cure (x3), Esuna (x3), Scan (x3->x2)
Status: Growing.
Kalen. For a moment, Rem swore she could see him, walking alongside them. A phantom of goofy grins and cherry blossom petals. Oh, her dear brother…~ Rem expected her smile to fade, because it did hurt in her heart, just a little. But no; she found her smile more certain than ever.
”Kalen is stronger than everyone thinks,” she declared. ”The last thing my brother needs is more people worrying about him.”
Rem paused when Nyale jumped and pointed ‘cross the ways, where along one of the other atrium pathways was Etamara. Etamara covered in…blood. Goodness gracious, that had better not all be hers! Change of plans!
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Rem studied the infirmary as she entered, before honing in on Etamara. The young woman seemed…mostly fine, sitting there with full composure while covered in sticky, dark red. In fact, Eta seemed to be in a better mood. A glance at the girl’s arms- ah, there. The gap in the blood stains showed that the bangle was gone. Intense training?
”I’m not a doctor, but I don’t think I should be hearing your heartbeat while standing this far away,” Rem frowned, before Nyale hurried to help. A quick Scan assured that Eta was in fine enough shape after Ny’s assistance, minus the…peculiar auditory experience.
”How was training?”
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The Princess
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2025 6:53 pm
Etamara Vilisantra Status: Bloody
Song of the moment: Heartbeat ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ------------------------------------------
SCAN
TARGET
ANALYZE
Etamara Vilisantra
Level: 8 (Level up!)
HP: 323/920
Mana Points: 6
Strength: 4
Magic: 3
Endurance: 5
Speed: 6
Channeling: 7+1
Spirit: 6
Luck: 6
Guardian Force: Name: Siren
Junction: Channeling
A Body Sorceress with a strong passion for music and beauty. Highly egotistical, and narcissistic; most people who come to interact with her find her to either be stuck up, beautiful, talented, or a combination of the three. Those who are her fans or compliment her often feel a sense of relief in pain or a strange uplifting in their spirits when they hear her music. This is due to her magic. As a body sorceress, she is capable of afflicting the bodies of others to various levels of degree, enhancing them or debuffing them, or even causing physical damage to them. Most of her attacks are sound based, but she is shown to have an exceptional level of degree of mastery with her telekinesis. Most often, she generates sound via through instruments and magic in the form of sound bubbles. Each bubble is capable of emitting different sounds, and can even change the pitch and tune to be higher or lower depending on her desires. The sound of her heartbeat echoes in the room, passively releasing her magic. She has a love for string instruments, beautiful women, and nature.
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The status of the scan overlayed and was delivered to Rem, giving her a full run down of Etamara. It was evident that she had been damaged quite a bit from her combat in the training room. Most of the blood on her was not her own, but there were plenty of cuts, scrapes, bruises, and overall damage present on her. Etamara was a bit surprised that the girls had decided to check up on her, but she very much appreciated it when Nyale healed her. It didn't do much for the blood and guts on her clothes, but that could be cleaned off. "Thanks." She said to Nyale before looking over to Rem who commented about the heartbeat and asked how her training was. "It was very enlightening. I did manage to reach a breakthrough though. It just took a bit of roughing up to get me there. As for the heartbeat.... I am not intentionally doing that. I am not sure what's up with that." Her two squadmates could feel their spirits rising, and surprisingly any sort of fatigue or pain faded. "So, what have you two been doing? I didn't see you two in the training room."
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2025 9:51 am
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
xxxxN y a l exxxxL a y t o s▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰ ✮ ⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Ny stepped back after she was done, giving Eta a quizzical look as her reply to Rem about her audible heartbeat only raised more questions. Though she was a body sorceress it seemed concerning that she didn't know why it was happening. "Maybe you pushed yourself too hard, or just harder than normal because of the bangle..." She said thoughtfully. "Well, um, it certainly looks like you did" She added, eyeing up the bloodstains on Eta's clothes. However, Ny was relieved to see that Eta seemed to be in a happier mood than she had been this morning. The breakthrough had evidently cheered her up. Then the pleasant feeling of Eta's magic flowed through Ny, which was also a nice distraction and energy boost.
"We only just got here to be honest. We were heading for the library when we saw you" She shrugged, replying to the other girl's question. "It's Rem's first visit here, so I said I'd show her around. I know you're familiar with the Garden already but if you wanted to come with us that'd be pretty nice. I don't think Salem expects us to train today anyway" She paused, thinking. "Maybe some light training would be fun though. What do you think, Rem? Or some flying practice maybe? I'm easy" She wasn't exactly dressed for training, but that didn't really matter.
"Whatever we do, you should probably get changed, Eta..." Nyale said, lips curving in a wry smile. Even in the Garden walking around in clothes covered in blood and guts was likely to cause a lot of stares. "I'm sure the Nurse can get you something, if you want"
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰ ✮ ⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬T h exxL i g h t w e a v e r Let your colours bleed and blend with mine...xxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2025 2:00 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Cure (x3), Esuna (x3), Scan (x3->x2)
Status: Growing.
Rem’s frown relented as Etamara’s HP total shot up. She still looked a sight, but that could be dealt with as well. A smile drifted to her lips.
”You broke through it with a Limit Break?” Rem wondered, her eyebrows raising in pleased surprise. ”That’s brilliant~” She stepped closer, taking one of the infirmary towels and running it under the faucet. With a good soak in some warm water, she began to wash the blood and ichor from Etamara’s hair.
”The heartbeat is nothing to worry about,” she resolved. The flow of magic, spelling the truth of the world out like a scroll before her, faded as she worked. ”It’s a passive magical emission, excess energy bleeding off. I suspect it’s an after-effect of your Limit Break.”
She nodded along with Nyale’s answers while her friend took over. But with Etamara intact, the next matter came to the fore: what now?
”Hm. Perhaps another live-fire exercise would be wise,” Rem considered. The training room monsters would be real, but they couldn’t be unmanageable to be kept in a Garden. However, her gaze returned to Eta. ”Only if you’re up for it. I still need more flying practice as well. Would you decide for us, Etamara?”
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The Princess
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