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Magnus could hear voices talking. He could feel cold. His vision was still blurry and everything sounded like it was underwater. It was hard to think. He could feel the ground shaking due to movement close by but he wasn't sure what was happening. He reached out slowly and felt metal. Somehow he knew it was Kiki. His hand slowly wrapped around the hilt of the scythe and he pulled it towards him. He slowly looked over as he heard a loud crash next to him. His vision cleared just enough to make out the face of Saint Clara's maid who was clearly heavily injured. He heard the maid say something but he couldn't quite tell what. Then he heard a response from somewhere. It was the twin's voice. No...it was a similar voice but not quite them. He blinked again as his vision became slightly clearer. He heard Miku's final statements as her hand dropped. Her last words. How had he gotten here again? He was poisoned but....it wasn't as bad as it had been. He remembered being lifted up by Miku and taken out of the throne room. Then he was here. He had been on death's doorstep and Miku had taken him and now he wasn't as bad. Had she saved his life? She must have. He slowly rolled over onto his stomach, digging Kiki into the ground for support. He could tell Miku was dying. He heard her whisper someone's name. Mina? Who was that? It didn't matter. He heard her breathing slowly fade. "No," he said, the strain obvious in his voice. He watched her arm drop and her breathing continue to lower. "No." He held onto Kiki with one hand while he raised his other hand to his face, grabbing onto the tip of one gloved finger with his teeth and pulling back his hand, slipping it out of the glove. He had only one idea and really only one chance. He watched her breathing stop but he could still sense a flicker of life in her soul. It might be too late.....but it might not.

Magnus took a deep breath and pushed against Kiki, lunging forward and right next to Miku. His bare hand shot forward and he grabbed Miku's chin. He focused his resonance force as much as he could, forcing himself to harmonize with Miku's barely perceptible wavelength. This wasn't what this ability was typically used for....but maybe it could work. He couldn't save her life with any of his abilities, but maybe he could get her to save herself. "Don't give up!" He yelled in her face, completely ignoring the others . His wavelength shot up as far as he could push himself. "LIVE!"



Abilities used:

+Persuasion: Magnus can secretly resonate and harmonize his wavelength with someone else's, influencing them to agree with him without them realizing it. This is most effective physical contact is made with the person he's attempting to persuade.

Maku Miku

-The Tracker -

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Maku could see very clearly now. Looking at herself she smiled. She looked just as she did when she was a child. Heading towards the light she felt something behind her, turning she could see a glowing figure reaching out to her. Maku ignored it and carried on. Her soul left her body, as a small blue orb only those with soul perception could see. It was a peculiar feeling looking at yourself from the outside. Maku saw how hard Magnus was trying to reach her and smiled. She extended an ethereal hand and touched his cheek. "Maybe in the next life..." If left undisturbed her soul would then fade away from this world.

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paroxysmalcataclysmignislunaelux



LondonBoulevard

Does a future exist in wasted time? Do I exist in a place like this?
If I want to talk about me, if I make myself heard, I'll say I'm "Bad Apple".

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Magnus was looking down at Maku, not able to see the soul she had become. He watched the life fade from her eyes completely. It hadn't worked. He reached up and touched the side of his cheek as he thought he felt something. He thought he heard a whisper...but he couldn't make out what it said. He lowered his hand, still looking down at Maku. Although he was no longer poisoned due to Maku's interference, he was still heavily wounded. Too wounded to fight. He was obvious to the outside world until he heard a voice and realized someone had knelt down next to him. He listened to Mystic silently. Kiki, his Weapon partner, had remained silent for a while now and he feared she was hurt too. There was no way he could keep fighting and get anywhere, especially against two opponents. It sounded like his options were to go with Mystic or get eaten alive. "Fine..." he told Mystic. He reached over and grabbed his scythe though he didn't try and attack anyone with it. He struggled for a second to stand up before he succeeded and glanced slightly over at Mystic, a look of resignation in his eyes. "Let's just....go."



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A sharp line of light cut across the darkness in the robot's eyes. He was awake in an instant, but not fully functional, the most human it had ever been. Squeezing the air that settled around its fingers, the machine pulled itself back through its various stages of processing to a full system scan. Its wrist sparked as it turned, its knees' hydraulics were leaking fluid. Dented and scratched, the robot picked itself up piece by piece, carefully stacking one joint, one barring, on another until it stood looking straight ahead at nothing in particular.

The place where the robot had landed was not at all like the metal fortress it was built in, flew around, guarded, but instead seemed cold-colder than lifeless steal-and the creatures sprouting out of rocks and dirt were aliens.
Initiating life form scan... The mech's eyes flashed and an array of lenses alternated over them as numbers rolled by in its head. With a flat, ding-fries-are-done beep the robot finished its survey of the flora and fauna of the immediate environment. It found that the reptiles were likely flocking to the area for their midday sun, but no other extraordinary source of heat. It found small shadows where spiders rested, but no coldness that stood out. It found residual electromagnetic activity, likely from the fortress as it passed over, but not the slightest hint of the hive-mind network which it had been connected to since it's creation. DM 102-Gamma stood alone.

After a time, long enough for the sunlight to start waning, the mech started to move. Its knees were damaged, and it fell flat on the ground. Picking itself up again, the robot disengaged its legs altogether and brought its propellers out from its midsection.

Flight mode engaged. Rotary servos... Adequate. New directive... Seek new habitats. Gamma made use its propellers and jetpack to lift itself into the air. Hawks and vultures and rabbits below ducked and dove out of the way of the metal alien as it passed over brooks and foothills and little marshy areas that were just starting or dwindling depending on how much study of the region had been done. At various points the red machine crossed the sights of the blue, black and orange machines as it moved out into the horizon.

It appears Gamma cannot locate us. Shall we flag him down?

No... Let him go.

{EXIT}