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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 8:28 pm
Valhalla let out a breath of air that he didn't even realize he was holding when Liam was suddenly surrounded with the aura of a knight. While he wasn't thrilled that yet another one of his friends had joined the ranks of magic and danger, he was glad to know there was another person he could trust with his secret.
"It's Valhalla," he called over to the new page as he picked up the empty extinguisher to wield against the youma. "Page of Jupiter," he added, remembering that there was more to it than just the name. They were all from different places, or at least it certainly seemed to be... Every planet had their own knights, and apparently there were others, too... Like Naica, a page of Cosmos... whatever that meant.
He didn't answer his other questions, though. About why he was wearing the new outfit, and he didn't ask for a name. Liam would know his name, know his planet, and know that he was a page... as long as he took a few moments to listen.
Then again, it would probably help if they finished killing this youma, first.
"Naica, you look like you're turning into a jello blob, yourself!" Valhalla sputtered in disbelief at the once-white page. He was going to need to get his uniform dry cleaned or bleached or something.
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 10:49 am
"Trust me, it feels worse than it looks like !" Yeah. He wasn't that squeamish, but this ? Was seriously something else. Like it was literally clinging on him.
Grossest youma to date ? Check.
Hopefully this would come out in the magical wash.
It was only when a chair went flying that Naica seemed to notice the presence of a third knight. Uh... ?
Ah well.
When the chair bounced off (taking some more yuck off the youma with the impact), Naica caught it and threw it again.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 9:08 pm
Rather than hear Chris’ response, Aeolia heard another page answer him. He scowled. “Valhalla? Page of Jupiter?” What kind of jargon was the young man spewing at him? He didn’t understand. In fact, he didn’t understand why he was suddenly in these outrageous clothes. It didn’t make sense. Although the unfamiliar terminology appeared to have struck a chord in the back of his mind, the new page chose to ignore. “What the hell is the world coming to? Really.”
He chose not to keep questioning and instead walked over to pick up yet another chair. He didn’t know who these two eccentrically dressed guys were, but they intended to take down the jelly blob, and he would too. “Things better make sense after this is done,” Aeolia grumbled, hoisting the furniture with ease before hurling it at the youma.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 9:49 pm
Valhalla didn't waste any time in trying to explain who he was, but rather jumped to the side as the new knight attacked the youma with the chair... which got sucked into its jelly-body and stayed there, but not without causing a large hole from where the object had entered.
"Naica, try and hit it from your side with some kind of object... like another chair!" Valhalla called over the now rampaging blob, which was spraying bits of gelatinous substance across the hall and all over the walls and the three knights who were there and trying to stop it.
Meanwhile, Valhalla grabbed whatever he could to throw at the monster. There was a pile of books left on a table in the lobby area for students to take if they wanted... Well, Valhalla was now taking them and lodging them inside this disgusting youma, spraying green everywhere as each book hit, but also slowly but surely breaking it apart.
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