{ Strength: 4 || Defense: 6 || Endurance: 8 || Speed: 6 || Magic Power: 6 } { Guild: None || Mana Amount: 750 || Rank: D } { Word Count: 670 || Total Word Count: 2,095 }
The young woman had little time to even react, for as soon as they both heard someone activating their magic, Mirgeanu could only unsheathe her sabre, yet any chances in using it in retaliation were suddenly hindered thanks to the armless man- who was now suddenly equipped with a pair of arms. She was immediately shoved to the ground, prevented to even sitting up due to the makeshift hand pressing down on her chest. The millisecond she was on the ground, the dark guild mage had taken a direct hit to his chest and face from a fireball attack. At first, she was irate at his hand being on her chest, but it quickly diminished considering he had saved her life, and once his sand hand released her, he unflinchingly stepped in front of her, saving her from yet another attack as he took the next hit. The young woman prepared to retaliate- dangerous dark guild mage or not, he had protected her despite the fact that she was a complete stranger to him. Unfortunately she was prevented from doing so for two reasons; first, the armless mage had sprinted at their assaulting mage and proceeded to end his life, and second, Mirgeanu’s sword had inadvertently slipped out of her hand when she was pushed to the ground.
While the armless mage had provided their attacker a brutal death, Mirgeanu was assisted to her feet thanks to the sand surrounding her. As she picked her sabre off of the ground, she turned around to spot her unlikely savior returning to her, albeit burned and now covered in blood. Even more so, he was laughing about what he had done as if it were natural. At this point, Mirgeanu didn’t know whether to thank him or to run in the opposite direction. “Was… killing him necessary?” Even with the attacks, Mirgeanu didn’t see it as justification; then again, the mage must have assumed that she was from a dark guild as well, possibly the reason for why they had fired at her. Still, even with what armless man had done, the young woman was about to search in her bag for something to help treat his burns- that is, until she was interrupted once again, and this time, it wasn’t from the stranger in front of her or any other mages that were pursuing him.
This newer distraction came in the form of a speeding cloud of dust barreling at high speed straight for Mirgeanu this time, and as it was close enough, the cause for the dust cloud turned out to be a brown haired boy, who immediately shouted someone else’s name while proceeding to tackle her. Mirgeanu tensed up as she was prepared for an attack again; however, the boy had suddenly realized his mistake. Not only did he flipped onto the ground and skidded to a halt, but he exclaimed his apologies to the young woman, who was pretty darn stunned silent at the moment. First a dark guild mage, and now a case of mistaken identity- this was shaping up to be an awkward morning for Mirgeanu. Maybe dozing off in the tree rather than a temporary room wasn’t the best idea after all.
Deciding to keep her sabre unsheathed in case of any more unexpected surprises, she faced the overly apologetic… “hero”. “I’ll accept your apology, but you’ll need a very good explanation as to why you reacted to my presence in such a manner,” she replied to the brown haired man, albeit a little standoffish this time considering the scenarios she endured not too long ago. However, as she waited for a response, she noticed a few strands of her hair falling onto her eyes, prompting her to reach up and brush them away, yet her reach extended further when she realized that the scarf that had covered her hair had fallen down to her neck, revealing her snow white hair to everyone. So much for her day simply about finding and joining a guild.
Twisted Tamashi
Ometison
Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2015 9:19 pm
Leonidas Peridot
Gonicarlo looked at the female as she asked if killing was really needed. " Yes To stop what revenge they were seeking to find in my guild mark, The fate of those who look and battle to find revenge is a grim fate. They would have ended up suffering more and harming themselves more for that revenge. Sadly had they killed me and fulfilled their revenge the only thing they would have found was emptiness not peace. This seems to be outside the understanding of humans, that is what makes them so sorrowful and dark creatures. One day they will discover that nothing good lays in a battle field only death and sorrow." Gonicarlo spoke as if he was not a human or really alive as he spoke to the girl yet his eyes were focused on a couple on a bench not to far away gonicarlo seemed almost sad for a few moments but turned to look at the female with an afro and her sword. Gonicarlos eyes seemed hazy or misted over almost like the eyes of the dead yet he was alive and very much human but he almost seemed like a ghost of the killer who had slain the men there
✧ Lee Jo stood still as he listened to the white haired woman's response to his apology bu the moment her words ended was the moment his reaction began. Like an experienced dancer, Lee Jo had already formed an odd pose standing on one leg, raising his arms and awkwardly squinted at the woman for a long period of time as though he were poising an answer. Without moving his body, he suspiciously looked away as though, regardless of the more than plentiful amount of time to process her words, he still had the luxury to play it off as though he hadn't heard it. In the end, his silence was concluded with a quick phrase that betrayed his very suspicious expression with a very tiny voice.
{ Strength: 4 || Defense: 6 || Endurance: 8 || Speed: 6 || Magic Power: 6 } { Guild: None || Mana Amount: 750 || Rank: D } { Word Count: 296 || Total Word Count: 2,391 }
Sheathing her sabre yet again, Mirgeanu listened as the armless mage explained the reasoning behind disposing of the mages that had ambushed them; from the way he saw it, he was preventing them from not only getting their revenge due to his guild mark, but also to prevent them from putting themselves at risk to succeed in their goal and finding emptiness in such success. However, his attitude seemed to change upon saying that humans held little understanding due to their own depression, not to mention the outcome of a battle. The young woman was confused at this point; was the armless mage speaking of the ones he killed, or was he speaking of his own personal experiences? It seemed to be more of the latter, for when he faced her again, the animalistic look in his eyes was replaced with misty vagueness, as if his personality switched like a light. Perhaps he was already accustomed to this kind of life- having to run from others and possibly resorting to murder to prevent himself from that fate. As for the other mage- the one that had nearly tackled Mirgeanu like a bullet had he not stopped himself- his explanation for his actions was… well, he didn’t even have one. The fact that he was making awkward poses, squinting at her as though she weren’t even in front of him before looking away, and taking a long amount of time to even answer her didn’t help much. “You’re aware that I don’t believe you, right?” she stated, having crossed her arms to emphasize her point. At the present moment, she wasn’t going to pursue it any further than necessary. If the boy didn’t want to tell her, she wasn’t going to force the truth out of him.
As to what had been happening around him, the red haired male gave it little thought or concern. Honestly, nothing that was happening was directed at him, so why would he need to be bothered with worrying about what was going on? Fighting, the scent of fresh blood, the sounds flesh tearing, the pitiful death gurgle as someone's life force left their being to go on to once more blend with the aether of the non living... It all didn't bother him, he was actually able to tune it all out, sifting through the scents that wafted past him and picking out those of his more favorite flowers, ignoring the sounds save for that of the birds and the wind as it blew through the trees and rustled the leaves, adding in to the symphony of the wonderfully relaxing sound that nature played for him. He yawned, stretching out in the field of flowers that he had taken to laying in for a midday nap. The sun had been awfully warm, and the field looked so very comfortable... He simply couldn't resist laying in those wonderfully scented flowers.
Now though that he had been woken up by that bit of a bother, even though he was trying to ignore the fact that the noise of the quick little scuffle having been the thing that woke him up, he figured it time to get up and do... What had he been doing before he had taken a nap? He honestly didn't remember. He had been so horribly bored back at the Guild that he had wandered out with no real place to actually go. He honestly didn't even realize how long he had been gone from the Guild. His place there was so horribly horribly boring, so much paperwork, so little to actually do... He sighed, sitting up and running a hand through his long red hair, brushing it out and pulling out the few spriggans of grass and petals that had managed to stick in it. He shifted his rust brown gaze in a bored fashion to the group that had caused the disturbance to his otherwise peaceful time. He noted the white haired female with the sword and yawned, a hand coming up to rub at one of his eyes as he shifted his gaze to the other that was with her. Now that one was an interesting looking one indeed! He let his hand dropped as he stared, mouth slightly agape, at the armless man. "Now... that's not something that you see every day..." he muttered softly to himself as he stood fully, brushing himself off. He smiled his normal kitsune like grin and slid his arms into the opposite sleeves of his kimono in front of him, starting toward the group, one of which he now realized that he knew, that blonde from the train station... what had his name been... well, he didn't remember at the moment and he honestly didn't care. The three were mages, and maybe one or more needed to join a Guild (though he really should go back and check on his Guild...). "Hail Mages... er... Hello!" he called to them, correcting himself and coming to a stop about two feet from them, his eyes still closed and his grin still in place, "A rather nice day today, isn't it?"
Gonicarlo looked at nogi and then to the afro having the girl " i think i may slip out and go grab a bite to eat." Gonicarlo didn't say much past that he didn't like groups he found them odd, Gonicarlo turned slowly making his path towards the exit yet he stopped to look at those who he killed calmly examining his work
✧ Lee Jo gasped as he realized that the afro wearing woman had deciphered his act of deception. With another pose, one similar to that performed by a martial artist in crane stance, Lee gave the blade wielding wizard a rather unintimidating glare. "I am a hero! A hero's honesty is that of honour, madam! I do not foul the truth!"
Lee Jo was almost intentionally ignorant of the dead wizards near him. It was amazing that he was devoid of any reaction to the bodies or the blood or the trail that followed the leaving armless wizard. Lee was actually standing in a pool of blood as he continued focusing on the woman.
"I am Hero of bravery, courage, frienship, health, honestly, love, obligation, honour..." at some point Lee Jo had revealed a dictionary to continue speaking a list of morals for several minutes.
{ Strength: 4 || Defense: 6 || Endurance: 8 || Speed: 6 || Magic Power: 6 } { Guild: None || Mana Amount: 750 || Rank: D } { Word Count: 385 || Total Word Count: 2,776 }
In response to her calling his bluff, the brown haired mage immediately- and loudly- declared he wasn’t being dishonest, with the addition of listing off a ton of traits that heroes were supposed to have. At the same time, he had continued holding the same awkward pose, and Mirgeanu had to wonder if he was actually willfully ignorant of the dead bodies around him, all while resisting the urge to crack a smile at the boy’s antics. He certainly fancied himself a hero; the more traits he listed, the more Mirgeanu wished for something to snack on while she waited for him to finish. As for the armless mage, he had decided to depart from them in an attempt to diminish his hunger at another restaurant. As he turned to leave, Mirgeanu simply and sincerely replied, “Thank you… and please be careful.” Dark guild mage or not, he saved her life, and she intended to return the favor someday- that is, if they ever met again.
Around the same time, however, yet another person had entered the area; this time- and to Mirgeanu’s relief- this man hadn’t even made the slightest movement to attack anyone, aside from raising his hand to rub his eyes and yawning. Matter of fact, he simply looked them all over at the same time Mirgeanu was observing him. Red hair, rusty brown eyes, and clad in a kimono with ridiculously long sleeves. Furthermore, there were various pieces of grass and flower petals snagged in his hair, and as the half-asleep redhead preoccupied himself with removing them, Mirgeanu turned her head to the side to cough out the oncoming laughter. The last thing she wanted was to be perceived as being rude. Then again, she might be seen as uptight through avoiding laughing, but she chose to take the risk. “It… it is,” she said, doing her best to maintain her cool demeanor even with her mouth turned upwards into a very minuscule smile. “It seems you've been enjoying it as much as we have.” With the amount of company she had received in the last few minutes, she had nearly forgotten about breakfast, mentally reminding herself to find the nearest restaurant and hoping that her stomach wouldn't announce it's lack of food to the world while there were others around.
The fox listened dully for a moment to the blonde as he prattled on about being a hero... Honestly, what a load of... But the red head smiled, glad that the boy had been doing alright. It seemed he wasn't as shy as the first time that Nogi had saw him. That was good, it meant he had grown since the last time they had came across each other, how much though, that was yet to be decided. At least though, the boy seemed to have some purpose, to be a 'hero' of sorts. Though he seemed an oblivious one, rust colored eyes shifted to look at the dead that were scattered, and then to the one that was walking away. The female's sword was still clean, as were her clothes, and the 'hero' Mage didn't seem like the type to kill needlessly... So it made Nogi wonder if this one, an armless male with dark hair, had been the culprit. His eyes narrowed curiously at the other as he walked away, saying something about eating. Should he follow... How he managed to decimate his enemies without arms would be an interesting thing to learn... But! Maybe later~! He turned his attention happily back to the other two, hearing the female thank the boy as he left.
The girl coughed, and Nogi couldn't help but think she was trying to suppress a laugh at his current half asleep and flowered state. It certainly would have made him laugh if he could see himself. He smiled at her as she spoke, sounding easy and polite. He liked that. "I simply cannot resist coming out here during nice days, and the sun feels so good that I often find myself falling asleep out here when it's peaceful. Though, it seems that you have encountered the not so peaceful side of this park..." he mentioned, shifting his gaze to look at the bodies. Maybe he should burn them... no, that stench was worse than what would soon be swelling up here with them just being dead. "As much as I enjoy this park, perhaps it would be best to go someplace else. Most people, I have learned, do not tend to be as oblivious to death as our friend here." he said with a smile, motioning to the blond with the dictionary.
✧ Lee Jo spun in the air and landed pointing in the opposite direction of the woman he was speaking to.
"Heroes have to move quickly! Gotta go fast!" he said before he suddenly dashed off at top speed, a dust cloud forming behind him as he sped out of the area. Lee Jo wasn't the kind to stay in an area for too long if left unengaged.
{ Strength: 4 || Defense: 6 || Endurance: 8 || Speed: 6 || Magic Power: 6 } { Guild: None || Mana Amount: 750 || Rank: D } { Word Count: 244 || Total Word Count: 3,020 }
Well, the redheaded mage evidently held an appreciation for nature that seemed to be lacking in most people; however, he had also pointed out the scattered dead bodies surrounding the both of them, which made Mirgeanu immediately cringe- on the inside, that is. Outwardly, she sighed; how in the blazes was she going to explain this? After all, she knew how they ended up dead, and it would be a matter of time before she would either be bombarded with questions about the murderer, or be the scapegoat for the authorities to chase down. All from simply becoming acquainted with a dark guild mage. However, the redhead advised for the both of them to exit the area, noting the apathy from the brown haired 'hero'. Speaking of which, the boy had leapt in the air and bid the both of them farewell before speeding off in the opposite direction, leaving Mirgeanu with a mildly stunned look.
"I... am at a loss for words," which was all she could even respond to the ‘hero's’ departure; after all, it was just as sudden as his abrupt entrance earlier. Returning her attention to her newfound acquaintance, there wasn’t much of a choice she had; again, an explanation for this scenario would be insufficient to everyone else. “Is there any place you would suggest for us?” she asked. Perhaps the nearest diner would be a perfect option; then again, anywhere away from the scattered bodies would be perfect.
Battle Ram
Sorry for the double quoting; forgot about the post count. sweatdrop
Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 1:17 am
He waited, or at least would have with his attention to the female if it had not been for the sudden and rather abrupt movement of the blond male next to them. The young boy had decided to jump into the air and spin, which made Nogi take a half step back and blink, his hands sliding partly out of the opposite sleeves that he had them in, revealing the tips of his pointed black nails. The young man seemed... almost scattered, though he could have sworn that he was much more gathered the first time he had crossed paths with him. He mentally shrugged, no need on dwelling on the health of those that weren't his after all. The girl muttered about being at a loss for words, and Nogi shifted his gaze to her, smiled, and laughed softly, nodding his head in agreement.
She then asked if he had an idea of where to go, and he paused a moment, bringing a nail to tap at his chin as he though, his fingers curling around the rest of his overly long sleeve so as to not let it drop down below his hand. "Hmm... Well..." he tilted his head, frowning slightly. Where could they go? Someplace in town... but people might cross here or see them walking from here... "We could always go to Blue Pegasus... No one there will say much, if anything, and the food is much cheaper and better quality than what you will find at the diners in town if you get hungry. Not to mention, you could stay there until you felt it safer to go out after this ordeal." he shrugged then, slipping his arms back into their opposite sleeves over his chest, "Or, I could escort you back to your guild to ensure that nothing else happens to you." he said with a light smile. Though, honestly, looking at him he seemed more none threatening than anything, which could make one wonder how he could be expected to ensure trouble didn't happen.
{ Strength: 4 || Defense: 6 || Endurance: 8 || Speed: 6 || Magic Power: 6 } { Guild: None || Mana Amount: 750 || Rank: D } { Word Count: 329 || Total Word Count: 3349 }
Blue Pegasus? Mirgeanu considered the option; the redheaded mage did say she would be safe at the guild, not to mention excellent food at a lower price. Plus, for the duration of her stay, she could check out the guild for herself; perhaps meeting a few of the members might be able to sway her decision, if they nor the guild master weren't taken aback upon the revelation that she had inadvertently witnessed several murders. Speaking of guilds, he redheaded had offered to accompany her back to the one she was from. That latter option presented a problem, though. "I would accept your escort... but I've arrived to Magnolia just the night before, and haven't even visited one guild yet," Mirgeanu replied as she fiddled with the edge of one of her gloves. The young woman couldn't help but notice the redhead's hand- well, at least the black nail poking out of his hilariously long sleeve, making her wonder if it was one of the reasons his sleeves were so long to begin with.
Once the man had buried his hands in both sleeves, Mirgeanu barely gave her choice a second thought. After all, it was either hibernate at the guild, or wait to be arrested. She would rather avoid explaining the scenario to her family as long as possible in her future letters to them. "Well, then, lead the way to the guild; if we're stopped, I won't raise a fuss," she said with a brief smile as she wrapped her scarf over her hair to obscure it from sight. She slightly relaxed a little; a total stranger whom she recently met was already giving her a safe haven for the time being, even though he hardly knew anything about her. "Since we're traveling together, perhaps I should introduce myself- my name is Mirgeanu Zalchen." The young woman straightened her posture, with her feet together and her right hand over her chest as she bowed, standing upright afterwards.
Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 7:57 am
So, the young woman didn't have a Guild to go to. In a way, that made him happy, he might be able to gain a new guild mate for Azreal now. He figured it was lonely for the boy, especially since he hadn't exactly been at the guild to give him much company... But it seemed like every time he was there, they had paperwork that they wanted him to bury himself in, and that was all just so... boring. He noticed how she fiddled with her sleeve as she admitted that she hadn't even visited one Guild yet, as if it were something embarrassing. He chuckled softly, nodding at her as she told him to lead the way. "No need to worry, if we are stopped, I doubt it would be you that they detained." he said with a light chuckle, starting to motion for her to follow him.
He stopped though, when she introduced herself to him as Mirgeanu Zalchen and bowed to her. He grinned at her, already liking the young woman even though the formalities were not at all needed with him. He turned to fully face her, drawing himself up fully and properly standing, though his hands remained where they were. He bowed at the waist to her, his eyes closing and staying off of her in a way that would seem to signify either trust that she wasn't going to harm him, or stupidity at turning a blind eye to a stranger. "It is a great pleasure and honor to meet you Mirgeanu Zalchen." he straightened then, giving her a pleasant smile, his eyes seeming to sparkle happily, "I prefer to go by Nogi, it is a bit easier than introducing my full name, so please, forgive me for being somewhat informal in my introduction." He started to turn, pulling a hand out, the sleeve falling over to cover it as he waved her to follow him, "Please, this way Miss Zalchen. I hope you will find Blue Pegasus to be a suitable place for you to rest." he said softly as he started to walk toward the Guild, his long red hair swaying lightly against his back as he walked.
{ Strength: 4 || Defense: 6 || Endurance: 8 || Speed: 6 || Magic Power: 6 } { Guild: None || Mana Amount: 750 || Rank: D } { Word Count: 215 || Total Word Count: 3,564 }
Likewise, the redhead bowed to her, presenting himself as... well, he asked to be addressed as "Nogi" rather than his full name, and adding an apology for his informality. "No apology necessary, Nogi; I'm honored to meet you as well, though I wish the circumstances were better." She saw his countenance brightening as he motioned for her to follow him; she had to admit, considering he had been cordial to her since they spoken to one another, she couldn't help but like him. Maybe the other guild members would be the same way towards her when they arrived. As she walked alongside him, she adjusted the strap of her bag to rest a little more comfortably on her shoulder as she looked at Nogi. "I'll do my best not to be so formal during my stay... and please, call me Mirgeanu if you wish." Her grandmother was right; Mirgeanu needed to be a little more relaxed. The young woman smiled; now that she was away from her hometown, she could act as she wished without being prodded in another direction constantly, which meant that she could be happy for once. Well, only time would tell if the latter would happen or not. For now, a warm meal and a comfortable bed were her main priorities.
