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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:33 pm
Lan was busy. Busy with what other might see as trivial but to her, it was most important. She had gems, not the kind from death, but simple magicless gems. And she was going to organize them. In halloween they used such things in 'alchemy' though it was only to create small minipets that were of little use. Her gems were to be for famine and their arts. At least that had been her plan until Medea had called.
Truthfully, the horsewoman would like the orders to have been from Invictus, as Lan was still not used to taking orders from a death priestess. Still, if conquest bent knee, so would she, taking her place in the line of horsemen and children. Drink from the cup she said, pass it around she said. As the cup landed in Lan's hands she made a face. "Drinking from the same cup as-" Biting her tongue she wiped off the rim before taking a sip.
Ew.
Ew she just drank out of the same cup as halloweeners. Ew
EwewEw
EWEWEW.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:33 pm
Faiyum was a traitor.
Salbei was staring at the Alchemist who stole his rock for his dumb date with the dumb moon and was about to give him a good whatfor when the summons came. It shut his mouth, set him into nothing more than an unimpressed grumble - that was his sleeping rock, Faiyum, how dare you - and he headed out, making his way to where he needed to be, to do what needed to be done.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:34 pm
Mengyao nicked the cup from Lan, trying very hard not to think of the fact that they were sharing with Halloween students. .
"Disgusting." 
[ HP: 40/40
Target: N/A.
Damage: N/A. ]
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:35 pm
There was Riyo now as well, though he had no words for her as usual. He had far greater issues and concerns at hand than some petty problems with the cat demon. After he had passed through the flames, he felt a mild burning sensation at the back of his neck. It didn't hurt, but something was there now.
When it was time to move, Shun looked and saw the sort of altar ahead, as well as seeing the horsemen come on through the portal. The water might not have been deep, but he could swear something was tugging at him, as if wanting to pull him down. But it soon left, leaving a strange sensation behind.
The Reaper watched as Medea pulled out a familiar chalice to dip into the fountain. The Lake, hm? Idly, his hand grasped around the vial in his pocket. Did that have a piece of it, he wondered? It mattered little. While the chalice was being passed around, he waited for it to come to him. Taking it, he peered down at the water and let out a breath. No turning back.
Putting it up to his lips, he went ahead and took a sip, closing his eyes as a strange sensation washed over him. It was done now. He wasn't sure what this immunity was that Medea spoke of, but it mattered little. With the deed done, he passed the chalice on to the next person.
"I'm coming Mitsu.. nothing will stand in my way..." he muttered quietly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:37 pm
Lifen had not been as busy as many, like Lan, but she did find herself summoned as well as her little noble friend. . . and Mengyao, yes. Taking the cub daintly from the reaper next to her, giving him a soft quiet smile in thanks as she took it and turned it a little in her hand, before taking a sip from a new spot on the cup lip, without hesitation.
It was a comforting feeling. Like drinking a warm drink on a cold evening, it felt almost filling for such a meager amount. A soft sigh escaped from her normally quiet lips as she finished her share, pulling the cup back, getting a good look at it before she was done.
Willingly, she gave it to the taller boil next to her, also giving him a smile before turning back to the two nobles, giving them a glance that basically meant "What now." They were silly children, fussing over something as simple as taking a drink shared from commoners. She was common too, what wrong was it?Lifen Stats [ HP: 40/40 Target: N/A. Damage: N/A. Looks like this: [ Boobs. ] ]
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:38 pm
Sparrow took the cup from Shun Lifen because Nerp is a ninja with a feeling of apprehension.
"Here's to everything," he murmured, lifting it in a small, mock toast before taking a sip and passing it on. 
[ HP: 40/40
Target: N/A.
Damage: N/A. ]
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:38 pm
Jack somehow had found his way through the fire, but by himself, having lost the snow-dog somehow. Walking up next to Sparrow - someone he knew, next to a slightly familiar horsewoman that he did not know, he looked at the chalice in his hand, scratching idly at the small marking that appeared on his throat. It glowed lightly, and he knew it was there.
Taking the cup, he looked to his friend and gave him a calm smile, trying to help, before lifting the chalice, "and to anyone who will listen." he finished the statement, before taking a drink and offering it to Jericho, feeling content.
Jack Stats [ HP: 40/40 Target: N/A. Damage: N/A. Looks like this: [ Meowmeow. ] ]
[I don't have to quote meez, she knows.]
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:40 pm
Jericho, still clutching onto the inkjar, paused as he felt something burning into him. It was a familiar sensation, though this time it was at his arm rather than his chest. A mark. He had just been marked, but it wasn't by Riley. The thought had him hesitating for the moment. But, this was for his home. For his friends.
And possibly for a chance at finding some sort of cure. This water... could it really cure any ailment? He had to find out. Yes, Medea spoke of an immunity, but... still. There was that hope. And if so, he needed to bring it to Riley one way or another.
Taking the chalice, he spent little time to drink. Maybe.. just maybe this curse will be lifted from him.
Or maybe he was just spiraling down further into something else.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:41 pm
Looking over to her fellow Nobel, Lan shuddered. "I feel like my mouth has been violated." She help up her sleeve, trying to hide the fact she was now trying to rub the feeling away. She'd shared a cup with creatures barely fit to stand on the same ground as her, as other horsemen even. The lowest scavenger was above these weak children and Lan? Looking to Mengyao he would see the anger mixing with repulsion. "Why again must we be with these... things?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:42 pm
The day had finally come! It was to mark yet another point in his journey to become a great Horseman Hero. Tseng marched through the portal, finding that there were quite a few students here as well. Nevermind them. They had no chances of becoming Horsemen Heroes. Because quite frankly, they weren't horsemen. It was as simple as that.
But he didn't really care that they were here or not anyway. They had been affected by hunters as well and all.
When the cup came around to him, he held it up over his head for a moment as if receiving some grand prize, then drank from it in one swift motion.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:43 pm
The next few minutes of the kitsunes life would be hard to explain later, much harder, but needless to say Medea was right about one thing. There was no turning back. Passting through the tickling touch of the flames took enough will as it was, the flames had looked real...real enough to burn. But oddly enough, as he passed through the portal the boil felt better. Energized, it was right to him. He could see better, his mind went unclouded. For once he KNEW this was the right decision, there was something they all could do. Though perhaps he spoke too soon, because with a yelp of pain the boil felt a searing pain on his.... hip? Frowning, he totally did something indecent and, without flashing the world...much, looked to see what the HELL it was. "....Awh really?" Remi had, APPARENTLY, Acquired a cutie mark.Remi had followed without a word more. Watching with slightly narrowed eyes as the horsemen all appeared in the area around them. There were... so many. But what really made him stare even more intently, was the chalice being passed around. This..place, was it the same place from his trance? Was that the same chalice? He did not have much time to think about it, because a second later it was his turn. Others seemed to take sharing a cup less tastefully (lol halloween germs), but he did not really care who else drank from it. He had been branded now anyways, why turn back now? If someone had Mold in the room they ALL would have it now pretty much anyways. He took a careful sip from the cup, its sensation pouring over him. In reaction, he shivered and the fur on his tails fluffed up just a little bit more. He passed the cup on. Remi looks like this
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:45 pm
Enoh Love Let's not kid ourselves, Bili. Enoh is a stalker.
As the shadows moved about them, he jumped and nearly kicked a hoof in Christof's shin before he looked over his shoulder to see the Igor. "I'm glad you made it. I was wondering where you were." He whispered, mindful of the tone in the cavern. It had been a very long time since he'd seen Christof, and he hoped it didn't mean they were drifting apart.
Smiling, he stood close to the Igor until it was his turn to take the cup from Remi, and he took a sip before passing it along. The warm sensation collected on his backside, and he touched the back of his kilt a moment. Moving the hem, he glanced down before putting his kilt back into place.
That was a peculiar place to have a mark.Quote: Calder looks like THIS but with his hair and tail all black.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:48 pm
The call to war, the call to arms. Baccabollo had kept mostly to herself since her post-prom mini breakdown she refused to admit had happened at all. But the call could not be ignored, could not be dismissed, it excited every fear particle in her body, sent her feathers a fluff. To arms, sisters and brothers. To Arms. The horsewoman floated through the portal as though in a trance even before the goblet reached her clawed hands. The murmur of voices was the beating of drums. Each heartbeat a down beat of destruction. She didn't know what they were fighting for. It didn't matter. They were fighting. As the chalice was passed along, she spotted a familiar pattern of feathers, immediately leaping to Nomiki's side to set a hand on her arm, gripping her wrist. "To battle, sister!" She hissed, gold eyes wide with excitement. Bacca looks like this.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:51 pm
Soren was there, ready. He stood, scanning the crowd, looking for fellow horsemen, ones that he might know, preferring to stand with them than the little fillies and colts that would make good, if weak, shields. He spotted a few that had come from Conquest, horsewomen than he knew perhaps even better than the Death horsemen that had survived. On his way he snagged the goblet from a horsewoman that had probably come from War, took the prescribed sip, and then passed it on to some sort of doggish colt. The symbol blossomed to life on his shoulder blade, hidden beneath his layers but very much there. He needed nothing to physically mark his dedication to the Priestess, he knew he was. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, even though he had taken it from one of their own, he stood by the horsewomen. "I hope they didn't backwash," he commented to neither of them in particular as he eyed the horseman they were with. Kuromeez Eyeing Mengyao. Awwwwww yeah.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:55 pm
"This alliance is only temporary." Tybalt added. He had no plans to join the clans and fight for their cause. All he wanted was to protect those he cared for and nothing more. If that meant fighting along side the horsemen for the time being, then so be it. At least his conscience would be clear.
Hands clenching at his sides, the black dog followed with a grim, determined look. Following after Medea as she led them through the portal. Though as he passed through the flames, he felt something against his ghostly flesh. A tingling, warm sensation on his neck. A brand. He had little time to observe it however, before the cup, a cup that looked very much like the one he had stashed in his backpack, was handed to him.
Now normally, he didn't drink or eat questionable items. But if it did what she claimed it did, then they were going to need it in their fight against the hunters. They were after all, walking directly into danger. Besides, he wasn't about to turn tail and stand idly by just because swallowing a little bit of water was required. He couldn't turn back now. He wouldn't let himself turn back now and yet, he couldn't help but feel this was going to come back an bite him in the a** as he swallowed a mouthful.
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