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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2025 10:06 am
 Etamara Vilisantra Status: ....
Song of the moment: Libertango┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ "What? This? It's nothing. You should see the others." She replied to Nyale's worries, giving her an amused smile. She did not like bathing in the blood of her enemies. Sure in the moment its warm and you don't think about it, but after walking in it, covered in viscera, it definitely starts to get uncomfortable real fast. Her eyes glanced back to Rem as she praised her for breaking through with her limit break, to which Eta puffed up her chest, flaunting it almost and placing her hand right over it, elegantly to continue to savor the boasting of her greatness. "Nothing is impossible for me! Anything you two can do, so can I~" She said with determination behind that, the sound of the heartbeat adding more bass to its rhythm, making everyone feel the reverb, boosting them emotionally and physically as a result. Seemed like every time praise was given to her, there was positive effects being released as a result.
But, the tune did change, and it did so when Rem decided to take it upon herself to wash the blood and guts out of Eta's hair. That action caused Eta to look back at Rem, musical bubbles forming around the two as she began to pamper her with the cleaning. Eta was more than happy with this, looking as pleased as can be, while also answering the group's question of what to do. "I always welcome more training~ Especially now that I have two muses alongside me to perform for." She said whimsically and melodically. The sound of the music resonating with the girls and giving them this sense of newfound energy.
In the midst of the music, Rem could feel the vibrations of the music as if the sound itself was originating from her. There was this strange sensation, Eta's magic flowing from her body and into Rem as she brushed her hair clean. The more the guitar strummed along with the violin, the more Rem could feel the euphoria of it all. Intoxicating in various ways, it was as if the action of pampering Etamara was being rewarded in a substantial way. Any aches or pains she may have held slowly withered away, any doubts or miserable thoughts soothed away by the sensation of warmth and embrace of Etamara's magic. Nyale, equally managed to get a taste of this sensation due to the heal she provided to Etamara. Though it was not as strong as the sensation as Rem's, Nyale felt energized, any morning fatigue that still existed faded away immediately, and only positive sensations seemed to flourish within her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2025 5:13 am
 Matthias Keller
Status: The One Eyed Man
Location: Winhill Garden
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Remington would have a odd sensation. As if she had cast a spell nearby, one of the ones she does not quite have control over but most certainly has performed before. The familiar stimulus would soon fade.
"Yes, yes, Eta. You should be careful, get yourself too beat up outside of the SeeD program, and you can easily draw the attention of protection services." Spoke a low voice from not too far off, the Director of the B.I.E. seemingly just having been eavesdropping from just off to the side. "Beyond that, children, it's good to hear that your Sorceress training is going well, but you know, it's making people really nervous about your dear Uncle Salem."
"Some people suspect that he's collecting the teenage version of WMD's." Just to make it entirely clear, he pointed at the three girls to make it crystal clear who he was talking about. "Kiddos, I'm going to give you three some words of advice." His one good eye focused on Nyale. "Let you in on some of the adult things you're gonna have to make a choice on. Winhill is catching a lot of attention on the world stage, having seven, virtually every last known Sorceress on their side of things. Before when it was family a lot of people could smooth it over, but ole' Salem just had to go collect the youngin's of others. It's a lot of political currency he seems to be racking up with this agenda."
The blonde shrugged, reaching for a pack of cigarettes out of habit but bringing himself to stop as they were in a no smoking area. "Simply, you three may want to think about who should move away from Winhill, before someone decides Winhill and the Everetts are collecting too much power, capiche?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2025 6:16 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Cure (x3), Esuna (x3), Scan (x2)
Status: Oh!
Goodness, this is what Etamara was like to hang around? No wonder the girl developed such an ego! Still, she smiled, letting herself be drawn along the current of sensation while she groomed the girl. First her hair, then getting the muck that had gotten onto her cheeks. It was nice to relax.
All until the ripple. It made the hairs on the back of Rem’s neck stand up. A voice caused her gaze to snap to the door.
Matthias Keller.
”Thank you for the advice, Mr. Keller,” she answered, cool as spring in Trabia. She rose to stand, folding the grimy cloth over itself and depositing it in the sink before facing the man. ”I will remain in Winhill as long as it suits me. May I help you with anything else?”
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2025 9:27 am
Matthias Keller
Status: The One Eyed Man
Location: Winhill Garden
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Matthias chuckled at Remington's response. A catlike grin crossed his face as he looked down at her, physically and metaphorically. He didn't hide it, in fact he seemed to be making a point of it. "Like mother, like daughter. You know, she too was as stupid, stubborn and dense to not heed a Galbadian's warning. And in such hubris, let the Fall happen instead of taking any proper measures." With that, his attention seemed to begin to fade from her, onto Rem's two compatriots. "We're all doomed if the Nipal family can't learn from their failures. Especially now that one is a sorceress."
"Anyways, you can't help me, but perhaps Ms. Laytos can. I stopped by your mother's office to see her, and I seemed to have missed her. You wouldn't happen to have any idea as to where she could be?" He treated them as children, taking a almost mocking down as he talked down to them. "We have very serious business to talk about, and the sooner it's resolved the better."
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2025 4:03 pm
 Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
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It felt to Ny like a beautiful and peaceful moment as she watched Rem fuss over Eta with the cloth, and observed Eta seeming to blossom with satisfaction at the praise and attention. But the sweet moment was not to last.
The male voice that interrupted them startled Ny, causing her to look towards the figure lurking off to the side. She took a quick note of his distinctive features and his familiar face. His words soon unsettled her, and her own expression gradually fell into a frown. As he continued to speak she listened carefully, looking briefly to Rem who replied first, and then back to the B.I.E director. His attitude was certainly abrasive, yet she thought it wise not to rise to his barbs and shot Rem a subtle warning look to indicate as such.
"You have a funny way of requesting help, Mr Keller. Threats, insults and mockery aren't how we do things here" Ny replied in a terse tone.
"In any case no, I don't know my mother's exact whereabouts. If it's of the utmost importance her PA can get her for you. Or you can speak to Vessa. I'm sure she can assist, as she oversees the Garden when my mother's busy..." Her gaze met his one exposed eye.
The sense of familiarity clicked and Ny blinked. "You were at the research center. With Koyuki" She recalled suddenly. A chill ran over her skin.
"Um, Mr Keller, anyone who thinks my uncle has a nefarious agenda really is mistaken. Likewise in thinking that any of us are content to follow his whims without question" Nyale paused. It did worry her to hear that some may consider their training to be a sinister power grabbing move by Salem. The last thing they needed was more international friction. She thought of the hit on Raeka, a cold pit of anger and anxiety growing in her stomach. "I do hear your concern, and I hope for anyone with that mindset you could, um, convey that none of us are unreasonable. We'll...give it some thought" It irked her to have to play nice, but she didn't let it show and instead gave the man a conciliatory smile.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2025 6:53 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Cure (x3), Esuna (x3), Scan (x2)
Status: Got better things to do.
Nyale’s answer drew a smile from Rem. She squeezed Etamara’s shoulder while standing up from the bed where she’d been doting on the young woman.
”Are you feeling rested enough to get moving again?” she asked Eta, offering her a hand if she liked the attentive assistance. ”We have a day to seize.”
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The Princess
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2025 10:33 pm
Etamara Vilisantra Status: ....
Song of the moment: Libertango ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Etamara glanced towards Keller when he decided to antagonize and come to mess with them, all too pleased with his desires to rile up them. But, being someone who was taught by Salem, didn't even really acknowledge him all that much, but, she also was still young, and she wasn't exactly stone cold in her emotions. Annoyed was an understatement with what she felt towards the man, but thankfully, it appeared that Nyale had come to seize the opportunity to tell him more or less to piss off, and she was fine to leave it at that. "You know, the same can be said for Galbadia overstepping their boundaries, not only remilitarizing, but perpetuating warfare after the war you lost prior. To me, you are nothing more than a warmonger, Keller. Someone does need to put you in your place, and since you seem to have this strange fixation on my Mentor, I'll leave you to kick the hornet's nest, since you seem to want to run your mouth off." She responded back to him with a wide grin on her face, not in the least bit concerned by him, even if he was someone more than capable of killing her if he really wanted to.
She then looked to Rem, her eyes fixating on her for a moment, as if to be a little surprised by the sudden sweetness. But, she'd reach her hand out to her, nodding. "Yeah, let's go. There's nothing but old fossils around us." She said, holding her hand as she began to walk with Rem, and Nyale, leaving Keller to do whatever it was he was going to do here. Thinking about it though, she did think to at least text Salem. "Hey, just thought I'd let you know that Keller guy is at the garden looking for Mrs. Laytos. He seems intent on instigating something, and threatened us indirectly, telling us to leave Winhill. Thought I'd let you know." ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2025 1:46 am
Matthias Keller
Status: Provoking.
Location: At Wit's End.
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His grin stayed wide, ear to ear as he listened to Nyale. "Well, I am glad you have sense enough to listen to words of warning little Laytos. Though, is it familial loyal that has you say your uncle has no nefarious aims, or just naivete?" The Director seemed happy enough to leave it at that before the third of the party of young girls decided to pipe up. In fact, Etamara got him to chuckle at her lines, before looking off to the side.
"It's funny you mention the last war. Led by a Sorceress. Mind controlling thousands." ...was there sense of dread falling? Keller then focused his one revealed eye on Etamara, and to her, he fell silent. There was no universal tone, no musical aura at all emanating from him, not even a notion of malice just... emptiness? "World was run by Galbadia, and it was a plucky band who managed to stop the time schism b***h who wanted to smush it all together to be her plaything. But the band has broken up, and Galbadia hasn't. I'll remind you, Eta, your mentor was on our side. I'll remind you, Nyale, your uncle was my co-worker before miss time goddess got shook. He was good, too. Him and that wife of his. Oh, and his boy now."
He returned to normal, a Cheshire smile continuing to plague his expressions. His normal resonance with the universe returning as far as Etamara could tell. "Oh, and Rem, I'm not sure if you cared. But the boy he was is certainly dead by now. Next time there's a boy you like, you should take the shot, because that's already one gone." With that, and a blink it seemed like he was gone, as if he was never there. Though a glance down a hall could see him goofily running off as if he was looking for the Headmaster, but the Director of the B.I.E. knew too much to just be looking for Lisanna, right?
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2025 2:10 pm
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
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Keller's reply had Nyale suppressing a scowl, the only indicator of her reaction being a very slight narrowing of her eyes as she stared back at him. Mainly she was annoyed that he wasn't exactly wrong, as she knew both familial loyalty and naivete were very much faults she carried and worried about from time to time. She was relieved to not have to answer as Eta spoke up instead, even as it seemed Eta escalated the tense atmosphere with her snappy response, and Keller replied in kind. And then he mentioned Rae, and she bristled.
"Well, sometimes you just have to let family make their own mistakes I guess. My uncle found a better path, I'm sure my cousin will too. I just hope he comes to his senses before he gets really hurt. Again." Ny commented flatly. She really wanted to wipe that cheshire cat grin off his smug face.
His final comments gave Ny pause for thought, though she was glad to see the man finally leave. Being in his presence made her feel deeply unsettled. Even his comical escape was tempered by his sinister words. She shuddered. And then her gaze slid across to Rem, and there was a note of genuine surprise and curiosity in her tone as she spoke. "Uhh...what does he mean? Rem? Was there something between you and Raeka?" She didn't care if there was, she was more taken aback to learn such a thing. It had certainly been a callous thing for Keller to throw in Rem's face. Ny looked after him again, grateful to see him gone. "That man is seriously the worst..."
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