Strength: 8 II Defense: 4 II Endurance: 3 II Speed: 4 II Magic: 6 II Power: 5
Jewels: 500 II Wiz: 0 II Strive: 500
Scarlett's eye twitched lightly as he continued to open his mouth "He can get some b***h to oblige then, like hell i'll let anyone get that close to me" she said, irritation in her voice. She sighed, as shook her head "unbelievable, how have you not been arrested yet?" she asked, amazed that the council wasn't on his a** for being half-nude almost all the time. He then wrapped his arm around her shoulder and asked if her could try. Her eyes flared a dark red and she swatted his arm away "don't think it'll be that easy, especially for a slimy eel like you" she said, her temper showing. She simply finished her tea and left money on the table "now if you'll excuse me, I have actual things I have to do" she said, smoothly walking past him. She then headed out towards the farmers market, looking for some fruit to take back to the guild. Crowley was always such a hassle, and he was hard to deal with most of the time.
Guild: Sabertooth II Rank: D-Class II Missions: 0
Mana Amount: 1200/1200 II Life Points: 1800/1800 II Dragon Slayer: Sky II WC: 175 II Total WC: 1543
Keheheheh! Crowley laughed as he slapped his knee man Scarlet was a clown he just couldn't take this seriously. "Geez loosen up girl, I bet if someone shoved a lump of coal up your a** in two week they's have a diamond." Crowley said as he jumped over the table, the employees of the tea shop were too shocked and frightened to say anything. He stuck his long tattooed covered arm into the sink and dug around for a moment, sometimes when he liquidized himself his clothes would just get lost in the tide. Then he pulled out a long pair of khaki pants, he stuck his hand in again and pulled out his brown boots. after getting dressed he followed after his uptight companion. "Ain't nobody at the guild hall right now everyone is out on missions or just ******** around somewhere, thats why i came to pester you." He said smiling with his shark like teeth. "I've got an idea lets go pick a fight! Common tonight's a perfect night to smash some a** literally and figuratively. KehHAHAHAH!" Crowley said as he followed Scarlet he'd probably decline but Crowley had a way of making people do things even if they didn't want too. Which was why he was hanging around this uptight girl... most of Crowley's friends hated him, were dead or wanted him dead, and lastly in prison. But that's another story for another time.
Azrael was back in Magnolia. Last he had been here he joined a guild, met a guild master, and a mage that had an overly large boomerang. It did scare him. The world. The drastic change from the secluded lifestyle he had, to suddenly doing things. Going out in sunlight for one. His eyes were still having trouble co-operating. As he walked the streets he couldn't help but notice a very blue figure, clearly bugging a young red girl. He watched for a moment, debating on if he should step in. It would be interesting to say the least. He rubbed his chin but thought against it. Azrael wasn't looking to expose his secrets so fast. Yet he was looking for a sparring partner. Perhaps this was a good place to begin. Walking up to the blue man he tapped him on his shoulder. "Sir, you aren't disturbing this lady are you? While I shouldn't tell you how to live your life, I can't help but notice the scene you are causing with the crowd around you. Perhaps from your verbal language. What I'm getting at is sir, perhaps you should consider moving to a more secluded area to flirt with this lady yes?" Azrael stifled a grin. He didn't want to piss this man off by smiling in his face. As if he was planning something inside his head. Azrael was still unsure of what his goal was.
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
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Spells Crimson Strike
Edo Tensei Jesus
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Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2014 12:31 pm
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Edo Tensei Jesus
Sorry I've just been really, really busy. I had two exams and an essay due so I had my hands tied up... sweatdrop
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Strength: 8 II Defense: 4 II Endurance: 3 II Speed: 4 II Magic: 6 II Power: 5
Jewels: 500 II Wiz: 0 II Strive: 500
Scarlett rolled her eyes, "they would never even get that chance" she said, sighing. She just kept walking, ignoring all the noise he was making behind her. At least he had pants on now, "well at least try not to piss everyone off alright?" she said. Of course he'd come bug her, he always found something to do that annoyed her. She looked at him, "I already got into a fight earlier, there's no point in picking a fight now... i'd rather avoid getting a big fat lecture from the master" she said, dreading the idea. She made sure to keep an eye on him considering he always tried to instigate people whenever he could. It was then a strange man walked up to them and tried defending her, and she tried not to laugh. Were people still like this these days? It was then that he said that they should flirt somewhere else "hey, don't go running your mouth... no one's flirting with anyone got that" she said, her arms crossed. She didn't need his interference, and he was somewhat annoying.
Guild: Sabertooth II Rank: D-Class II Missions: 0
Mana Amount: 1200/1200 II Life Points: 1800/1800 II Dragon Slayer: Sky II WC: 175 II Total WC: 1543
Crowley was having a hard enough time staying in his psychical form Hydrification was so much more fun, their was one time when Crowley as a young gentlemen ( rolleyes) he turned into a puddle and he would wait until pretty girls stepped over him to look up their skirts, but that stopped when an old lady crossed him... He still had nightmares to this day.
Crowley looked at Scarlet with a extremely displeased face as soon as she mentioned her master. Crowley had a profound hatred of... authority he didn't tell other people what to do and nor should anyone tell him what to do. <******** THE MASTER!" Crowley blurted showing a little bit of his more "rash" side. Just then Crowley felt something tap his shoulder and he immediately turned around to see a black haired man whom seemed very pretentious to him. "What is it any business of yours when and when I firt with my victims? If i was going to go to a secluded location let me tell you buddy we'd be way past flirting! He said in a very agitated voice as he stared down this new fellow examining him ever so closely.
"Talking" & 'Thinking' OOC: You guys aren't dead again are you?
Azrael chuckled. The mixed messages were interesting. Here he stood watching and listening to the lady warn him not to start a fight, and that no one was flirting. Yet the man next to him was telling him to buzz off so he could go back to flirting. It made him laugh, and he hoped they didn't get the wrong idea. Crowley was a very rude character wasn't he? Yet the word that set Azrael off, was the word victim. Victim is a bad thing, being the victim, making a victim. Crowley talked as if he could easily overpower Scarlet, or force her to become a victim. Which would normally be insulting but the girl showed no signs of dealing with Crowley. So here stood Azrael, trying to help her out, and distract Crowley but she gave him the look. The look of, 'go away you are annoying.' Of course Azrael was. People aren't expected to just automatically know what Azrael's intentions were. Actually he preferred it this way, but in some cases it was quite the hindrance.
After his slight chuckle Azrael collected himself and was thinking up an answer to Crowley. Perhaps it wasn't Azrael's business. In fact Azrael had asked himself this question, out loud, to Crowley's face just a few moments ago. Suddenly he was being asked it again. Azrael was forced to leave, but he was forgetting something. His alternate motive. Actually he needed these two for a small moment. "It isn't. It would seem your friend thinks the same of me. Never the less, I needed one thing from you guys. I wanted to know, and its quite the odd question, I wanted to know your blood types. Don't ask me why, its quite the story, just know that this information you give me will be used to increase the power of a magic. So could you help me out?" Azrael smiled a bit, but kept his hands behind his back. He didn't like talking to people, he didn't want to put on a show like this. It was stupid and a waste of time. If he could just get his information without listening to them question him, or him having to give them a large explanation...
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
Things were, as normal, running slowly at the Guild, like a large, well oiled machine set to conserve power. It was good, when things went smoothly, then there was little need for anything to be fixed and no need for alarm or panic, but at the same time it made for a very boring day... week... month... years! The red head gave a sigh, feeling a twitch of agitation in his left eye. He brought a sleeve covered hand up, letting the kimono fabric slide down to reveal long slender fingers with black, almost claw like nails. He pressed the palm of his hand against his eye, rubbing it to try to sooth the almost ache like twitch that had developed. Sometimes, his life was too calm and boring. Sometimes, was it so bad, to want to have a fight break out in the Guild Hall? To have some members get into a bit of a tif over absolutely nothing, break some things, cause a fuss, and make him have to come in and set it straight? Was it bad to ask for something to do!? Anything!?
As he turned a corner to walk down another street, sighing as he did so and letting his arm drop, the long sleeve falling back. He looked up, golden eyes blinking as he recognized one of the group of three that were ahead and making a bit of a racket. The young man with black hair, his back to Nogi at the moment, was talking to a blue haired male and a young girl. Well, maybe talking wasn't the word that his newest Guildling was doing. From the looks of it, the blue haired male was agitated with young Azrael over something, and the female seemed aggravated with the both of them. He paused in his steps, looking at the three from the distance. His head tilted to the side, and if he had had a set of ears atop his head, they would have been erect and alert. Gold eyes narrowed momentarily as if assessing what was going on, before relaxing, his head slowly tilting the other way as he watched Azrael's hands, both being behind the boy's back, and the way that the blue haired male seemed to scrutinize his newest Guildling make his hands twitch.
What to do... what to do... slip around the other side and flank the blue haired male... His eyes narrowed again, black pupils slitting as a glimmer of red started to mix in with the liquid gold of his eyes as he watched the blue haired male, obviously trying to assert his dominance over the smaller Azrael. Come in on his side, slightly behind to be out of his direct vision, take him by surprise... go for the neck and make it quick... crush his larynx between the jaws... let the teeth rip the flesh and spill the blood... His left hand twitched, a small flash of black flames curling up from under his sleeve, almost like a crackling of power yearning to be released from its confines. Nogi blinked, taking a sharp breath, his pupils returning to their normal rounded shape as he let out a slow breath. That was never good, he really needed to find some way to release a bit of energy... but here was not the time, nor the place.
So, he put on a soft smile, crossed his arms in front of himself, one through the opposite sleeve of the other, and started forward again, coming to stop behind Azrael, looking over the boy and to the female and the blue haired male. "Hello. I do hope that my young friend here isn't about to come into some sort of trouble..." he started, his eyes closed in a kitsune like grin. He slowly cracked them open, pointedly looking at the blue haired male, "That would be most unfortunate if it were to happen, wouldn't you agree." his voice was soft and even pleasant, though he was very much ready for something of the opposite sort.
Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2014 4:14 pm
» Azrael SaneamXxXxXxxXXXxxxXXX Arbiter of DarknessXxXxXxxXXXxxxXXX
Blue Pegasus Mage
XxXxXY'know a story is only good because of its plotline.
Azrael's shoulders suddenly shook as Nogi made his appearance. He wasn't ready for the Blue Pegasus mage. Azrael wasn't as on guard as Nogi was. He could tell too, Nogi was paranoid. Azrael should be but he enjoyed his mind games. These two mages were no different, and frankly Azrael was ready to fight, but he was more eager to piss them off first. However Azrael had a goal, and he wanted the blood of them. He wasn't going to take it by force, unless he was provoked."Fancy seeing you here Nogi. I was hoping to get a sample of their blood before I headed out on a mission. Did you want to join me? I don't think I'm getting my blood anytime soon. It was a weird request to begin with." Azrael chuckled. While Azrael wouldn't try to kill them if a fight broke out, he couldn't swear for Nogi. Frankly he didn't want to see Nogi pissed off. Not anytime soon anyways. Perhaps Azrael could get a few drops of his blood...Never the less, they should go.
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
✧ Lee Jo felt dirt jump from the ground in certain spots as he walked down the streets of Magnolia. He couldn't help but kick his feet everytime his battle suit got a bit dirty. He tried to forget why it was so important but it rung in the back of his mind. Lee hated memories for this reason. They were things he pushed to the back of his mind as he walked down the street.
Spell Name: Falcon Heavenward Description: The user uses their High Speed to rush at the target, launching a kick at melee range. This attack is strong enough to send a target flying.[+10% Speed][+5% Strength][Cooldown Posts: 1] Mana Cost: 150 Requirements: Must be a High Speed mage Strive Cost: Starter Spell
Spell Name: Falcon High Reach Description: The user uses their speed to launch themselves at their target, jumping into the air and firing a punch at the target. [+15% Strength for attack][Cooldown Posts:1] Mana Cost: 150 Requirements: Falcon Heavenward Strive Cost:150
Spell Name: Falcon High Step Description: The user can use their magic to run at high speed. [+30 Speed] Mana Cost:300 initial, 50 continuous Requirements: Falcon Heavenward Strive Cost:300
Azrael spoke to him, and the fox couldn't help but notice the slight tremble of his shoulders when he noticed him. He wondered why... He had been nothing but pleasant to the boy, or at least, he had thought so. When Azrael mentioned getting samples of their blood before a mission, the red head couldn't help but arch a brow curiously. He had been wondering a bit about the boy's powers. Perhaps he could get stronger by acquiring others blood... It seemed reasonable, many people believed that there was powers in the blood, perhaps it was true in a sense. A person's genes were held within it, as those genes were what held the individual's ability for magic. Inwardly he frowned, hoping the boy wouldn't start to get in over his head by acquiring the wrong person's blood.
When he was asked if he wanted to join in on a mission with him, he had to admit, he was a bit taken aback. It wasn't every day that he was asked to join with others of the guild. Mostly they left him alone, as if his days were so terribly busy. After his brief moment of shock at the question, Nogi smiled and nodded, even bowing his head slightly Ina polite, humble way, "It would be my pleasure to accompany you, though I may not be of much use. he replied with a soft chuckle, " It has been a while since I have been on a mission." he shifted slightly, waiting to follow Azrael away from the group. It would not do for a fight to start, not now. It had been too long since he had done much to burn any of his excess energy, which more often than not meant for a rather bad day for the one that crossed him.
OOC: srry, typed this from my phone. Hope it's alright. >.<
"Talking" & 'Thinking' OOC: No trouble for me. I respect you, that you did it on a phone. I refuse to try and use a posting style with some smart phone or tablet. ugh. Those copy and pastes suck.
Azrael smiled and stuffed his hands into his pockets. At this point he had forgotten about the other two, frankly he didn't have a reason to care anymore. If they wanted to join on his mission they could, but he wasn't going to offer them it. Azrael looked up, seeing a familiar silhouette in the distance. The infamous mage from before. At the train station. The stupid clutz that fell on Azrael, by tripping on his own clothing no less.
Alas Azrael had nothing against this mage. Aside from the rude welcoming he got earlier. In fact, Azrael could see this mage being a good ally. Which is why, as Lee Jo walked along Azrael found himself extending his hand to the man. "I am Azrael. We met back at the train station. Granted that was a rough start. Personally I'd prefer a start over. My friend and I were considering going on a mission. You said you were a mage right? Perhaps you'd like to join us?"
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
