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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 5:11 pm
"Well now... that is convienient..." Sunny said, highly impressed as she sipped her tea. "Oh and this tea is fantastic!" She cried. She massaged her temples after putting the cup down and closing her eyes. "I'm quite well with most things but I must admit... I'm quite uneasy with animated rotting corpses. Dreadfully ignorant, I know... I'm sure the undead are quite amicable... I suppose... Well I can try. Just... Go easy on me if at all possible. It's bad enough I can sometimes see and communicate with the dead...." She muttered, looking up at him and biting her lip. "What will you have me do, Captain? Aside from pick my quarters?" She asked.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 5:43 pm
Ranu lent forwards slightly as he took a seat, eying the Admiral with softly glittering eyes that didn't seem to truly reflect the candlelight right. "In reference to your mind control problems," the male said, well aware he had worked out how to guard his mind in the months up to the attack, "What you should do if find a quiet field. Anywhere there are no humans. Press your symbol and allow it to flow freely. Then just sit calmly and let your subconscious mind float in a circle with you as an anchor line, preventing it from going to far. It will no doubt fight, but if you hold it, it will calm and obey you."
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 5:52 pm
Kibo: Oh, it's the rotting flesh part that gets to you? Oh, well that makes things much easier. Living corpses isn't a product of True Necromancy, what I use. I raise souls in their visible form, then fashion a body around them. The body looks exactly like the person did when they died, only completely healed of any wounds, scars, or other mutilations. The rotting corpse thing is only a product of Common Necromancy, the kind cursers and magicians use.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 5:59 pm
"Well... I suppose that does help. Is there any way to err... tell that they're dead?" She asked, not wanting to insult anyone involuntarily. "Oh, and the volunteer for reanimation, yes? None of that dreadful holding souls hostage on earth?" She asked.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:10 pm
Kibo: There's really no way to tell if someone is a raised human or not, except for the fact that True Necromancers can make their bodies crumble into dust, leaving the soul standing there. True Necromancers can tell apart the living and the dead easily. Dead people have a certain "odor," if you will, that they carry about them. And dead people can only be summoned, tied, and the like on two conditions: One, the spirit can't have entered their destiny yet. I can't summon souls from Heaven or Hell. And two, at the point of summoning or tying, the spirits must be willing. After that, though, they're stuck as they are until a Necromancer releases them, whether they're still willing or not. I personally never force a spirit to stay in my service if they do not wish it. But that's just preference.
He waited for her to ask the obvious question. He hadn't explained yet what "tying a spirit" was.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:13 pm
Sunny nodded along and tapped her chin. That's very interesting.... However... By tying you would mean? Binding them to you?" She guessed. All this was informative and pretty entertaining. If there was one thing Sunny liked it was learning.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:32 pm
Kibo: Tying a spirit is housing the spirit in any object that's big enough to hold a rune marking. My swords, daggers, pistols, ships, and even my body house spirits. The blade slung over my left shoulder, Farind, contains the soul of my ex-captain, who died in battle, and also taught me Necromancy, Christopher Farind. The other, Renji, houses the soul of my colleague in Necromancy, Thomas Renji. My third blade, Mary Catherine, isn't tied with her namesake. But without that blade, forming bodies around tied souls is an incredibly arduous process.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:39 pm
"I see.... That's very practical, I would suppose. And it is nice to carry on the memories of lost loved ones... Though I hadn't ever thought of it in such a literal sense..." Sunny smiled. "I've not much special about me... Just my family's blood and a lucky streak" Sunny explained sadly, unwilling to go too far into detail about her luck. "I won't be needing a large room... I've got nothing but what I wear and what I am. No need to waste space one someone who can't fill it" She said.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:41 pm
Kibo: Oh, then I'll give you the smallest room.
He opens the door across the hallway, revealing an almost identical room, only in a gentle baby-blue.
Kibo: If you'll notice, this one is a yard shorter than the others. I'm an Admiral. "Humble" isn't in my vocabulary when it comes to ship-building.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:44 pm
Sunny gulped and tried not to gape. "O-Oh... That's fine...." She managed to chirp. "It's lovely, really. Now to furnish it... " She giggled. "Can you grow those from the floor too?" She joked.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:50 pm
Kibo: Duh.
He snaps his fingers, and an ornate table, chairs, and wooden goblets spring from the ground. A four-poster bed, vanity, and chair also spring up, mattress, sheets, and all.
Kibo: Anything else?
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 6:58 pm
"Company for dinner, perhaps?" She asked in a rare act of forwardness. "I'd pay for it, but it seems you have the ability to grow a full course meal and I'm afrain my pockets are empty" She said. "Of course, if I seem out of line I respectfully withdraw my request..." She said, blushing.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:03 pm
Kibo chuckles, hiding his hand behind a hand.
Kibo: Did you just... ask your commanding officer out on a date?
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:12 pm
"Oh heavens no!!!" Sunny said, acting appalled by the very idea. "Oh no, I simply invited a friend to dine with me" She said with an innocent smile and a flutter of her eyelashes. "Is it wrong to desire good company?" She asked sweetly.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:39 pm
((Bedtime... be back tomorrow. Bye!!))
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