Imagine her surprise when the magical girl came over to greet Luka. "Ashleigh?" She repeated with a smile. "I don't see why not?" She gestured to the ground beside her.
"It appears that you weren't hurt too badly." She remarked on Ashleigh's health. It wouldn't be good for any of them to die quite yet, when they didn't know anything after all~
Testing out the waters to see the knowledge of the other girl, Luka tried to converse. "Are we both in the same boat? There are no memories in any of us, and the only guide is some white thing." She held out her hands to shrug, as if not having a high opinion of the .. bunny creature. "Next thing we know, we have to fight. It's getting more fun by the minute, don't you think?"
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Name: Luka Color: Red Class: Mage / Fire Weapon: Giant Sword
Total DMG: 20 DMG to self: 10% Crystal: x1
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 9:02 pm
Istas looked startled as the sudden attack happened. The last thing she'd caught the creature speaking was do you remember what your wish was? There was a bewildered look as the magical girl grabbed the weapon and starting attempting to fight the monster.
Now the thing writhed. Once her weapon stopped sending out glittering speckles around her, Konnie backed off just in time for the passing limb(?) of darkness to swipe across her nose just inches away. What if I'd been hit by that?!
"EEK!"
She landed on her bottom for the second time in a matter of short minutes.
Popping out of her sash onto her lap was the small gem mentioned earlier by the fluffy thing. It didn't come out of place all that forcefully, so Konnie knew it wasn't going to shatter. However, coming out of place and picking it up between finger and thumb, the small girl analyzed it and did indeed find something amiss. Nothing, she deemed, to be terribly concerned about, but there was the tiniest of hairline seams running down about halfway on one side of the transparent orange gem.
Taking in a breath, Konnie decidedly moved her thumb over the line to ensure the stability of the crack. It was still smooth to the touch, so she was confident it would not falter on her. "Good." Wriggling it bak into the trim at her waist, the girl patted the bulge believing it to be secure enough to go on. It was time to get up and brush off concerns about her fall. One could not linger on such things; you have to move on and upward!
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Konnie Age: 11 Race: Shaman Gem: Orange (Hopeful) Weapon: Orcablade Damage: 7 + 1 + 3 = 11 Damage to Konnie: 1-30 roll so 10% damage taken
"Thanks... And well enough," A'qilah muttered in reply as she picked up a small crystal that had fallen from the creature upon her third strike; the small figure from before explained what they were for and-
"Asking about the wish again," She sighed, putting the crystal beside her Fear core, fixing the cracks that had started to appear. Looking at the other girl, she frowned, fidgeting with the hilt of her sword before speaking again, "How about you?"
Istas fought a hard battle, for a moment - briefly, she'd come close to the enemy. It smelled of flowers but why? She wasn't sure. He breathe had been taken away by one of the attacks and she'd stopped to catch it. Once the battle was over she felt disoriented, rubbing her head and trying to focus on the world around her Istas finally decided to sit down for a short rest, surely it was just not being use to excitement.
Before Aria could decide on her answer to Macy's question, Jamie took the crystal and used it on her own gem. Just like Zelda said, the cracks on the sorcerer's blue gem disappeared and the black mist dissipated as if it never existed. Aria wanted to kick herself for having almost stolen something so precious from another. No matter how badly she wanted to heal her own gem, she didn't want to trod on anyone else to do it.
"Don't worry, I'll figure something out. I-" she broke off at the sound of Zelda telling off some girls who'd refused a gem like Aria had. The steel mage's words rang in her head, causing her to wince before dropping to her knees as scattered fuzzy images began to rise and swirl. She absently clutched her head as they seemed to bombard her mind. A smiling girl... blood... a promise... a... familiar creature...
After what felt like an eternity, Aria came back to herself, gasping and wide-eyed. What had she just seen? Were these memories? Whatever it was, it solidified something in her mind. Getting slowly to her feet, she made a few unsteady steps towards Zelda. She didn't know why, but suddenly she felt holding back for the sake of others was not only a a bad idea, but in its own way selfish. "If you're willing to give out a gem, I'd like to take you up on that offer... please...", Aria asked, holding out her hand. "I don't know what just happened, but I know one thing... I can't take chances here."
Yara flinched slightly when she sensed the other girl's... well, she couldn't put her finger on it, but she got the feeling she wasn't wanted. "Sorry, I didn't mean to pry... Glad to see that you're okay though." She said, smiling faintly. "I guess the strange kitty's bothering everyone with that question then. I haven't a clue what it's talking about. Um... If you're okay, guess I'll go then... Again, I'm sorry to have bothered you." Yara turned to leave, looking for anyone else who might need some help ( even though she was clueless as to how she could help ).
Ashleigh didn't wait for a second invitation. She didn't flop down (nothing quite that ungraceful...she was wearing a skirt, after all. Settling her scythe gently onto the ground beside her, Ashleigh took a moment before turning back to Luka. "Thanks! And no, it wasn't that bad of a blow--it felt worse initially than it actually was...as with most things."
She shifted slightly, smoothing her skirt with her hands....and then smiled slightly. "I'm glad I'm not the only one! Yeah, it's pretty...out there." She wrinkled her nose, making a face. "I mean, I'm okay with fighting if it needs to be done...but it's hard to not feel a little...uneasy, like there's some huge part of me missing."
Not waiting for the other girl to continue, she rambled on. "And then there's this talk of remembering our wishes--which would be a lot easier if we could remember anything contextual to give a better idea about what they might be, you know?"
"It kind of makes me wonder what's next, and how we're supposed to accomplish it." she pursed her lips briefly, before allowing her expression to even out. She'd just keep doing what she was doing, really...pressing on, until things got a bit less muddy.
OOC
Name: Ashleigh Age: 15 Color: Violet Class: Shaman Weapon: Scythe. It's not an overly long scythe, but it's wickedly sharp, and possesses two blades instead of one--the second one can be removed and held by a separate, short handle (it interlocks into the main handle) in a pinch. If one were to look closely at it, it looks like a snake, with two oversized blade-fangs. Personality: Optimistic and driven, Ash is decisive and not one to second-guess herself..she's also one to see things through, even when the going gets difficult. Appearance: Medium height, with an average build. Toned limbs imply an active lifestyle...not that she remembers any of it. Damage Done: 22 Damage Taken: 25% Loot: 1 crystal
Xaki
Sorry for second quote-spammage, tweaked somethin <3
Istas saw the enemy drop something, she grabbed it before it hit the ground. Staring at the object in her hand, when the strange figure came back. Istas listened to the figure as it spoke about putting the object -- crystal -- she'd gotten next to her Fear Core.
She nodded and placed the crystal next to her fear core as the creature had suggested. Feeling better she tilted her head. Did she remember her wish? "Uahh..." The magical girl stared at the creature as it asked the question again. ". . . I uh.... did it have something to do with...." She stared blankly. It probably wouldn't even tell her if she was right or wrong or not. It probably expected her to just know.
"Yeah, I figured that nobody here really knows what it's trying to say," She answered with a shrug, running her hand through her already messy hair; she was amazed that it wasn't an afro at this point in time, especially after all that running and leaping.
As the girl turned to leave, her frowned deepened, and she hesitated before clearing her throat, walking after her, "What? You weren't bothering at all... I-it's not like I dislike you or anything."
Gwyn couldn't help, but overhear them. "You don't remember anything either then?" She actually felt relieved about not being the only one. "Not even anything about what you wished for? I don't remember my wish, but I do remember it had something to do with power."
She heaved a sigh and then continued speaking. "I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a part of me that enjoyed this. I wouldn't be surprised if I was the sort of girl who always got into fights. But I doubt the stakes were ever this high. I mean, I seriously felt like I was going to die when..." Her voiced trailed off while she thought of how the heck to describe what they were fighting. Seriously, what the heck was it? She thought she saw a tentacle or something earlier. "...that thing did whatever it did to me."
The monster knocked Tethys back with such force, she slammed into the ground. She laid sprawled out, and it took her a few moments to gain her breath. When she was able to sit up, "That may not have been the best move." She muttered to herself, rubbing a hand over the bruised part of her arm. Tomorrow, she knew she was going to wake up purple and blue. Not exactly the appearance that most girls hoped to aspire to. She wasn't the only one getting beaten, but her pride refused to let her stay down. Even when her commons sense told her otherwise, that she didn't have the strength, she continued to stand. Her hands gripped the scimitars with determination.
"All righty." She said, dusting off her skirt. "It's time for some revenge." Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes to concentrate. She charged forward, leaping into the air, as she summoned the last of her strength into her arms. "Abyss Arrow!" She threw the scimitars at it, hoping for a satisfactory hit.
