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WhoGivesAFox Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2017 2:36 am
 Artwork by DeviantArt-ist Serial-Tea-Drinker◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦||Ymir Dagursdottir||||"Hysteria"||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦|| 24 || WIND MAGIC || SABERTOOTH || S-CLASS ||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Location: Ligonier
Company: Selma & Xerxes
Thoughts: "I better not get any stupid answers."◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Ymir stared at the hotel manager, a fairly short man dressed in an expensive-looking suit who addressed her happily and asked if he could help, "I certainly hope you can," she said, her words sounding more like a warning than a general statement, "One of the hotel rooms I rented happened to be the one the suspected culprits of the recent kidnappings stayed in. Now, considering it's still classed as a crime scene, I'm wondering why I've found it to be spotlessly clean and stinking to the high heavens of bleach. You do know if it was one of your employees that committed this act that it's obstruction of justice, right?," she asked, "I've got a reliable source that tells me the cleaning products used in the room are the same you have here," she said, pulling Selma into view, "A dragon slayers nose doesn't lie, does it, princess?" ◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦◎◉●◦Profile◦●◉◎
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2017 5:51 am
Selma Alexia
Poison "Princess" Guild: Sabertooth
Rank: A-Rank
Magic: Poison Dragon Slaying  As the two reached the lobby and Ymir asked for the manager, the receptionist quickly replied positively to Ymir. It almost seemed as if she was afraid of the Wind Mage. Not that Selma would blame her, she is known for not backing away from a fight, but she knows that Ymir is not someone that you want to be on their bad side. The manager came pretty quickly and asked about how he could help them. Selma was looking around, paying just enough attention so that she would know what to say, should she be asked anything. Ymir immediately brought up the topic she wanted and brought up the fact that she had a reliable source for what she was claiming, good thing Selma was paying even little attention because she was asked by Ymir. She was a bit shocked that Ymir called it by her nickname... Or at least half of it. "I am pretty confident that I could rival, if not best, trained dogs when it comes to my nose" Said the young Dragon Slayer, answering the question she was asked with her own way.Mood: Kinda Bored Location: Ligonier Thoughts: "Are we going already?" Music: Alice Cooper-Poison OOC:
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Serial Tea Drinker Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2017 1:40 pm
The manager's eyebrows raised in surprise, "Oh? It was completely clean? I'm certain I didn't request my staff to do such a thing. We knew there was a possibility that someone was coming to conduct another investigation. We would never get in the way of that. The last thing I wish to do is get in the way of a serious situation such as this one," he manager said worriedly, his eyes momentarily shooting to four staff members in the back who were visible through the open staff area door. As he did, they all looked back at him nervously, one more so than any of the others. Upon hearing Ymir's questioning and the fact a dragon slayer could sniff out almost anything, the more fearful employee, a young man, moved towards the window before abruptly leaping out of it and running away.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2017 3:12 pm
Artwork by DeviantArt-ist Serial-Tea-Drinker◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦||Ymir Dagursdottir||||"Hysteria"||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦|| 24 || WIND MAGIC || SABERTOOTH || S-CLASS ||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Location: Ligonier
Company: Selma & Xerxes
Thoughts: "Looks like we found a solid lead!"◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Ymir sighed, "Why is everyone here so unhelpful? I guess I'll just have to speak to your employees individually," she said, her eyes moving to the four people visible through the open staff area door. One of them suddenly became stiff upon hearing her request of what was sure to be more of an interrogation than an interview. He began to stand and shuffle towards the open window, "Excuse me, where do you think you're...," Ymir began, but before she could finish her sentence, the man leapt out of the window and started sprinting, "Hey! Where do you think you're going?!" she shouted, instantly taking action by jumping over the reception counter after the now extremely suspicious employee, "Come on, Selma! Let's get him!" Ymir called out behind her as she followed the direction of the man by also leaping through the window.◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦◎◉●◦Profile◦●◉◎
OOC: Feel free to be the one to catch him!
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WhoGivesAFox Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2017 11:41 pm
Selma Alexia
Poison "Princess" Guild: Sabertooth
Rank: A-Rank
Magic: Poison Dragon Slaying The manager came pretty quickly and listened to Ymir. He was quick to respond that they had that in mind and wouldn't try to clean the room. Selma had turned her attention to him as he spoke and when he finished his sentence he turned back to four employees. Selma's eyes followed his and saw the young man who was, obviously, uncomfortable with the situation. It didn't take much time for the culprit of the cleaning to reveal himself as the young man jumped out of a window to escape. None of the three were fast enough to stop him from doing so and Ymir immediately told Selma to run after him. "No worries boss, we got this" The Dragon Slayer replied and turned to Xerxes. The black exceed, reading his parter's thoughts, used his magic to grow his wings and grabbed Selma. "Been a while since the last time we did this" He said with a smirk before darting out of the window the young man escaped. The Exceed's flying speed far surpassed that of any normal human so the chase, along with Selma's nose to easily follow the man's tracks, was short and the Dragon Slayer, along with the exceed and the man returned to the hotel pretty quickly. Selma had grabbed both arms of the young man, rendering him unable to fight back using her, far greater than human, strength. When they entered the hotel, Selma pushed the young man to the feet of Ymir. "Time to get some answers" She said with a wide grin, knowing that more action was soon to follow.Mood: Excited Location: Ligonier Thoughts: "Finally some action!" Music: Alice Cooper-Poison OOC: Eaaasy peaaasy
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2017 3:31 pm
Artwork by DeviantArt-ist Serial-Tea-Drinker◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦||Ymir Dagursdottir||||"Hysteria"||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦|| 24 || WIND MAGIC || SABERTOOTH || S-CLASS ||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Location: Ligonier
Company: A suspect, Selma & Xerxes
Thoughts: "This guy will be easy to break"◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Ymir had returned to the foyer of the hotel, knowing Selma would catch the man with no problems. She smirked wickedly as the young dragon slayer threw their suspect at her feet, "Good job," she said. Looking down on their new suspect, her icy eyes flashed with excitement, "You're right. Indeed it is time to get some answers and I know exactly where to go to do so," she grabbed the man's shirt collar and promptly dragged him out of the hotel, marching to the police station where she demanded use of an interrogation room; no cameras, no audio and no spectators. With the commanding tone of voice and emitting power, none of the police officers would refuse her demands. Shoving the man into one of the rooms, her glare would stop him from trying to escape so instead, he just sat there shaking, "So, Mr...? You have a lot to answer for. Considering you probably overheard what we were saying to your manager and therefore felt the need to run, I will assume that our suspicions are true. What you're going to do is tell us the six big ones; what, why, where, how, who and when?" she said, narrowing her eyes at the man, "Selma will be extra motivation. She's a poison dragon slayer, you see. Very good at what she does. All I have to do is step outside while she casts a little spell and you'll find yourself in a very bad situation. So make sure you're a good boy and answer my questions to the best of your ability. I don't accept anything less than best, do I, princess?" she threatened.◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦◎◉●◦Profile◦●◉◎
OOC: Sammy is going to post the guys response so don't reply just yet!
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WhoGivesAFox Vice Captain
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Serial Tea Drinker Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 3:21 pm
The hotel employee shook with fear. He'd never encountered such scary women before. The purple-haired girl had moved at inhuman speed and the woman talking to him had an icy glare that could freeze someone solid, "I'm A-Ash... Ash Weatherly. Please don't hurt me," he stammered. Being presented with direct questions, he knew there was no escape. He would keep being asked over and over, and potentially poisoned! No punishment would be worse than that. He could be ill for days, weeks or even months. Worse than that, he might die! "I-I'll tell you everything, I swear," he said shakily, "The two men, the ones you guys and the police were looking for, I'm the one that took their reservation and I was on the desk when they arrived the other day. They didn't give me any names except for a last name that the room was booked under, that was 'Doe'. I'm guessing it was a fake name but I didn't think much of it at the time. They paid cash so I couldn't verify it either way," he began to explain, starting to look more upset than afraid, "The day they left, I was on the front desk again and they gave me a load of money to make sure the room was cleaned out right away only by me. I assume it's because I'm the only one who really saw them so I needed a bribe. I asked why and they gave me a second payment to not ask again. I don't get paid much so I took it and cleaned the room. After that, I was the one that informed the police of the men because I felt bad when I found out those two boys had gone missing. I'm so sorry, if I'd known about the boys beforehand I never would have done it," he said, hanging his head low in shame. It was clear he felt awful about what he had done. He tried to think of anything else that might aid the two wizards in their search, "If it helps, one of them had a tattoo or possibly a guild mark on them. He was wearing a long-sleeve top to try and hide it I think but when he handed over the money I saw it. It looked a bit like a dragon."
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 9:18 am
Selma Alexia
Poison "Princess" Guild: Sabertooth
Rank: A-Rank
Magic: Poison Dragon Slaying Just as Selma let the man down, Ymir picked him up and dragged him to the police station where the four of them entered an interrogation room. Ymir was the one doing all the interrogating, Selma remained silent and Xerxes was listening seeing what he could make out of everything said. The young man was fast to say his name and Selma didn't even have to react to the threat that Ymir told the man to make him speak more easily. It was pretty clear to Selma's eyes that the young man was nothing more than a simple citizen, though even she was unnerved by the comment that Ash made about the man. That he could be a mage himself. Xerxes was fast to speak once the man finished talking. "If it is as you say and the tattoo the man had was actually a guild mark, then it is almost certain that both of them were mages. My problem here is that I can't remember any guild with their insignia being a dragon... I am afraid that if we are dealing with mages they are coming from a dark guild" The Exceed said making circles on the desk. After a couple of silent moments he turned to the man again. "We may have but a fake name but these details can't be everything you remember about them. It would really help a lot if you could tell us how they looked like. Face, height, body type... Anything could make a difference" Xerxes finished as he turned to Ymir, sure enough that these questions would have come out of her sooner or later As Selma listened to Xerxes her face darkened. "Dark Mages, huh? Scum like that has to be erased from the face of this planet" She thought as she clenched her fist and her magic started being slightly unstable, with a purple fume starting surrounding her body. Thankfully she managed to suppress her anger for now stopping the "leak".Mood: Concerned and angry Location: Ligonier Thoughts: "I don't like the sound of it" Music: Alice Cooper-Poison OOC: Sorry for being late but I never got a notification of Sammy's quote o.O
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WhoGivesAFox Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2017 3:38 pm
Artwork by DeviantArt-ist Serial-Tea-Drinker◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦||Ymir Dagursdottir||||"Hysteria"||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦|| 24 || WIND MAGIC || SABERTOOTH || S-CLASS ||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Location: Ligonier
Company: A suspect, Selma & Xerxes
Thoughts: "Definitely getting somewhere"◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Ymir listened intently to the man's responses to her questions, happy that he was being so compliant. Clearly he knew what was good for him. Her interest piqued at the mention of a tattoo/guild mark, "A dragon, you say?," she asked rhetorically. Nodding in response to Xerxes' theory of a dark guild, Ymir sat in silence for a moment, "Yes, you're right. There's a lot of small wannabe dark guilds popping up but none of which I recall having a dragon as a mark. Trust me when I say I have thorough records of every guild; official or unofficial, light or dark, new or old. All of them. So for one to be unknown to me is annoying to say the least," she grumbled unhappily. A strange smell reached her nose and she swivelled on her chair, "Keep a lid on it, Selma. Save your strength for what might be coming, okay?" she warned, noticing the poison gas the dragon slayer was producing. She didn't want to end up being affected by it. She turned back to Ash, "Any other information you can give us?" she asked.◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦◎◉●◦Profile◦●◉◎
OOC: Thats ok! Sammy is going to post the guys response again 😊
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2017 5:14 am
Ash nodded, "Both the guys that spoke to me couldn't have been older than late twenties or early thirties. One of them had sandy blonde hair but he wore sunglasses so I don't know his eye colour," he began, thinking back, "The other guy, he had brown hair, brown eyes and he smelled of cigarettes. He was the only one that spoke and his voice as husky, like he'd been chain-smoking for years," he stopped to think, "Th-that's all I know."
Currently unknown to the two mages, someone is listening in to their conversation.
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Serial Tea Drinker Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2017 2:19 am
Selma Alexia
Poison "Princess" Guild: Sabertooth
Rank: A-Rank
Magic: Poison Dragon Slaying As the other two were interrogating the "witness" of the case, Selma was listening as she was currently unable to help with the whole process and could not think of anything to ask before the other two had already asked it, slightly upsetting her. When Ash finished his descriptions Selma kept mental notes of the two men "Brown eyes and hair, smells like cigarettes. Sandy-blonde hair, wears sunglasses and probably is the one wearing the perfum" She said to herself. Then she heard Ymir commenting on the leak of her magic causing the small cloud. Selma had already stopped it but she had not taken care of what had already gone out. "No worries Boss, I got it under control and that was nothing. And if you get affected I will fix you up in a moment's notice" She said, faking a smile. As a generally carefree person that has a sincere smile on her face most of the time, she could not hide actually hide her feelings. Xerxes kept listening to Ash with his little arms crossed. When Ash finished he shook his head in disapproval. "Most of the info we got was already in the case files... I am afraid we will have to work with what we have, but considering the Dragon Slayer, how they smell is a good information to have" He said turning his gaze to Selma but didn't met her eyes as she had lowered her stare to the ground for a little while now. "Do you have any other ideas of what we could do with him or we should start looking for the culprits? Quite some days have already passed since the disappereance of the second child" He said to Ymir, the smartest and wisest of the two mages currently in the room with him.Mood: Concerned, upset and angry Location: Ligonier Thoughts: "I'm gonna punch a whole into each one of these b******s" Music: Alice Cooper-Poison OOC:
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2017 3:16 pm
 Artwork by DeviantArt-ist Serial-Tea-Drinker◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦||Ymir Dagursdottir||||"Hysteria"||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦|| 24 || WIND MAGIC || SABERTOOTH || S-CLASS ||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Location: Ligonier
Company: A suspect, Selma & Xerxes
Thoughts: "F*ck."◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Ymir massaged her temples and sighed loudly. The small amount of fumes from Selma had given her a slight headache and the useless information from the young man before her was only making it worse. Time to wrap it up. "Ok, you're free to go, Ash," she said, standing and motioning Selma to follow her. Once outside, her phone vibrated in her pocket. Upon reading the text she'd received, the wind mage almost stopped breathing, "What the hell? Selma, check your phone, did you get this message? About the master and Valor? It says... it says they're gone. And I'm not talking for a casual outing because there was signs of a big struggle. Roots everywhere; that's Valor's magic, and they've lost track of Master Celeste," she relayed, starting to sound panicked, "Sh*t, there's two Fairy Tail members missing too. Their guild master is gone as well. What the hell is going on? I need to call Andrea," she flicked through her contacts to find the elemental mage and pressed 'call'. Her foot tapped anxiously against the ground, "Damn, no answer." Ymir felt worse and worse as she tried to call Raine and Octavia, neither of them answered either and in a hopeful action, also tried Valor and Master Celeste. She got nothing. Looking at the time on her phone, she realised how late it was. Maybe they were all asleep. "Let's turn in for the night, I'll be able to think clearer after a good nights rest," she said, leading the way to the hotel.
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Ymir started bright and early, attempting to get a hold of her guild mates once again with no success and leaving some rather blunt voicemails along the way. "Raine is permanently attached to his technology so why isn't he of all people checking his phone?" she grumbled. She didn't want to consider that maybe something had happened to him and the others too. Shaking her head to rid herself of the negative thoughts she was having, she handed Selma a small sealed plastic bag which contained the lid of the deodorant canister the dragon slayer had discovered the day before, "We're trying something different. Something more reliable. We'll use this and your sense of smell to do some tracking. These boys would have been snatched from public places like the park, a place that has a lot of scents meaning it would be difficult for even a sniffer dog to find. But we don't need a dog, we have a dragon," she smirked. Leading the way out of the hotel, Ymir noticed a small crowd of people gathered outside the entrance. Curiously she pushed through until she came to some police tape. Before her was a scene straight from a horror movie: blood stained the sidewalk, dripping from the lifeless body of a man they'd seen alive and well less than twelve hours ago; Ash. Not wanting to look any longer, Ymir turned on her heels and marched out of the crowd, taking a seat on a nearby bench and staring at the ground, "This is my fault," she uttered, "If I hadn't have been so careless or so determined to make an example of him, this wouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have taken him to the police station. It would have been much safer if I'd just questioned him at the hotel," she said to Selma, starting to feel a great guilt and anger inside her. Someone must have been watching and listening in, "F**K!" she shouted, causing a whoosh of air to swirl upwards and abruptly disappear, "Ok, calm mind," she breathed, "As of right now I'm the guild master stand-in until Master Celeste has been found but we still need to finish this job. It's gotten beyond serious now but the up side is that there's going to be a scent to follow now so let get into this crime scene. Hopefully you can get us a direction to go in." Ymir walked back towards the taped off area.◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦◎◉●◦Profile◦●◉◎
OOC: I thought this would spice things up a bit. Action is ahoy! You can pick any direction you want and add stuff
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WhoGivesAFox Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2017 4:37 pm
Selma Alexia
Poison "Princess" Guild: Sabertooth
Rank: A-Rank
Magic: Poison Dragon Slaying Selma saw Ymir and understood that her fumes had a sligh effect of her so after Ash was dismissed, she walked up to her and touched her on her shoulder as her hand glowed a faint purple. She used a poison nullification magic, relieving Ymir from the side effects. "This should help" She told her before following her outside with Xerxes. As the trio stepped out Selma saw Ymir stopping and looking at her phone when her also buzzed. She picked it and saw a message. Their Guild Master and an S-Ranked mage were kidnapped. Just as Selma finished looking at the message Ymir turned to her and asked her if she also got the message. Selma just turned the screen of her phone to Ymir to show her the message. She didn't manage to reply as Ymir immediately started calling another mage but she got no answer. After that she told Selma to go for a rest before continuing with their mission. They had to get done fast and return to the guild "I'm right behind you" She said with a reassuring smile, though still angry at the potential Dark Guild mages. Next Day
Selma had a little trouble sleeping so the next day she was not as fresh and her mood was not much better than the previous day. Ymir didn't look much better herself as she was continually trying to contact someone from the guild. Xerxes could feel the tensity in the air and prefered to stay silent, only to intervene in order to stop Selma from doing anything reckless. Knowing her for so many years, he knew that she could go on a rampage if anything unpleasant showed up regarding their case. Only when Ymir made a comment about Raine did he talked "There is a high possibility that he learned about that before we did and he is already trying his best to figure it out and does not have the time to answer... I believe the only thing we can do now about it is to put our faith in our guild mates until we are done with this job and return" He said calmly, possibly trying to influence Selma to calm down too, but it didn't seem to have any great effects. As Selma, Ymir and Xerxes exited the hotel, the Wind Mage gave Selma the perfum lid she found on their first day there. She wanted to use Selma's sense of smell in good use, as interrogation didn't got them far. Selma trying to turn back the smirk to Ymir's but her expression was emotionless for the most part as she could hardly muster the strength to smirk. When they were out of the hotel, Selma stood still as Xerxes and Ymir all walked ahead of her in a big crowd. She didn't follow them as she already knew what was going on. She had already picked up the smell of blood and it was clearly mixed with a smell she was close not too long ago. The young man they had interrogated was killed. She stayed there for a some moments as her anger was starting to reach critical levels. Ymir was already lost in the crowd, Xerxes next to her. Selma walked slowly towards the closedt tree and with a roar, similar to that of a young dragon, she excerted a huge amount of her magic power, concentrating around her palm who mimicked the shape of a dragon's clawed foot. With a single strike she destroyed the tree's trunk and after that she took the lid and took a huge sniff off of it. With the smell fresh in her mind she immediately picked up the smell in the air and, blinded with anger, started running with all her might towards the direction the perfum was headed. Xerxes followed Ymir without looking back and listened to what Ymir was saying. After seeing the corpse of the young man Ymir was shocked, and immediately started putting the blame on herself for taking the young man to the police station and getting him involved into all this. Xerxes was trying to calm her down and then he noticed that Selma was not there. "Well, no worries. She will easily find us by smell even in..." He told to himself as it then struck him like a hammer "Smell! s**t, she must have smelled the blood and also picked up the aroma of ash mixed in it" He thought as Ymir managed to calm herself down but then a terrifying roar was heard from behind them. The crowd was terrified but he knew that the roar was his lifelong companion. "This is all my fault, I shouldn't have let her off my sight" He thought panicked of what Selma could do now. Even as he activated his Aera, it was a bit hard to take off with the crowd running left and right.Once he managed to get above them he saw the purple haired girl ruuning with all her might and the first thing he did was find Ymir. "The killers must had been here and Selma must have picked up their scent but I am afraid it won't be as easy" He said as he flew behind her and grabbed her. "Forgive me but we have no time to lose" The black Exceed said as he picked her up and started flying towards the direction he saw Selma runningMood: Furious and thirsty for blood Location: Ligonier Thoughts: "Their blood is gonna stain my hands as his stained theirs" Music: Alice Cooper-Poison OOC: Let the action commence biggrin P.S: Sorry for the double quote
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Serial Tea Drinker generated a random number between
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 2:42 pm
While Selma was chasing the culprits into the distance, two people had been watching and waiting for the young dragon slayer. They bided their time until she slowed down before revealing themselves. "Where are you off to so quickly?" a voice above spoke. A black-haired woman gracefully dropped down from one of the trees and smirked. She wore a red t-shirt with a pair of black denim shorts. On the outside of her left thigh, a guild mark could be seen; the image of a dragon's head, "Selma, right? Or do you prefer Poison Princess? That was quite the roar you let out earlier, has something upset you?" she asked, "Was it possibly to do with that poor young man we had to dispose of? Not a pleasant thing to do but it was necessary. It's what happens to people who can't keep their mouths shut and unfortunately for him, he opened his to the wrong people."
Behind Selma, another person would jump down. A man with dark brown hair and tanned skin wearing a tan shirt and jeans, "Now he's out of the way, the only loose ends we have to tie up are you and that psycho mentor of yours. Ymir on the outside, Hysteria on the inside. We've seen what she can do so you being here alone is just perfect," he said with a tone of satisfaction. He knew Selma was powerful as well, he'd read the file on her, but he hoped that only noting Ymir's power would spur her anger on. When someone was angry, they tended to get reckless and slip up. Deciding they'd talked enough, the pair exchanged knowing nods and set upon their target. "Sand Wall!" the woman's arms swung upwards to summon a veil of sand and push it towards Selma in an attempt to block her in. "Rock Avalanche!" the man held his arm above the ground, causing it to crack into boulder-sized pieces and lift before firing them in Selma's direction, intending to bury her under a pile of rocks.
The goal of the two Dragon's Bane members is to capture Selma alive and take her to the laboratory to experiment on her. Stop this from happening using the battle system. I'll keep note of the points. Good luck!
Ymir: 800/800
Selma: 700/700
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A-Class Dragon's Bane wizard (sand magic): 700/700
A-Class Dragon's Bane wizard (earth magic): 700/700
OOC: Yay 😊
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WhoGivesAFox generated a random number between
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 1:09 pm
Artwork by DeviantArt-ist Serial-Tea-Drinker◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦||Ymir Dagursdottir||||"Hysteria"||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦|| 24 || WIND MAGIC || SABERTOOTH || S-CLASS ||◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Location: Ligonier
Company: Selma, Xerxes & 2 dark mages
Thoughts: "Who the hell are these guys?"◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦Upon hearing Selma's ground-shaking roar, Ymir jumped to her feet and looked in time to see the poison dragon slayer rushing away, obviously following the fresh scent of the culprits, "Get back here!" she called, knowing that it was no use, dragon slayers were notorious for being rash and running off to do their own thing, "Ugh, that girl," she growled. Before she could set off after Selma, Ymir felt her feet leave the ground as she was effortlessly pulled up by Xerxes, "No need to apologise, let's go." With the speed that the exceed could fly at, it didn't take too long to catch up with Selma who seemed to have run into someone. She quickly realised that they were the culprits the two of them had been looking for as one of them cast a spell, calling on a wall of sand that surrounded Selma, "Sand magic. Well, isn't that handy? My magic will be effective against that," she smirked. The wind mage pulled away from Xerses' grip and dropped down beside Selma. Giving the dragon slayer a sideways glance she sighed, "You really shouldn't run off like that. Did you forget who's in charge of this mission? From what I recall this is S-Class work," she said, half-joking and half-scolding. Swinging her arm sideways, Ymir used her magic to try and disperse the sand wall, "Gust!" Unfortunately, even if her spell worked, the wall of sand had temporarily shielded their opponents from view, meaning they hardly had time to react before the man's spell hit them. Boulder-sized chunks of ground were flying towards them at high speed. "Get down!" Ymir shouted, grabbing Selma's collar and pulling her down but not before a few of the pieces hit her body. "Fjandinn, sem meiddist*," she murmured. Pulling herself back on her feet, "Do you think they truly know who we are?" she asked Selma, "There's no way those pathetic attacks could take down two Sabertooth wizards, am I right?" she grinned, starting to hype herself up for a real fight, "Storm Bringer!" she shouted, sending a tornado straight for the man who'd dared to harm her and her guild mate.◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦●⊙◉◎◉⊙●◦◎◉●◦Profile◦●◉◎
OOC: *Damn, that hurt
If I've figured this properly, if Gust has worked, it takes away from the woman's spell damage but we still take the damage from the half-hit of the man's spell so I've roleplayed it like that. And my second spell will only be played AFTER we've been hit.
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