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 Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2015 10:57 am
Breena hopped back up into the back of the truck. "I'm ready as I can be." she said before feeling around a bit to situate herself so she wouldn't slide around.
For a few moments as he was getting in some soft mumbling could be heard coming from her. The only audible word indicating she was talking to this Leonard 'construct' again.
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10 (-5 Mana)
-Intelligence
-Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 1:55 am
Zekial did not notice Breena's talking as he was too focused on everything else around him. Ren for one thing, the road another. He started up the truck and before they knew it the trio were back on the bumpy country dirt road. It wouldn't be long now, he had to believe, before they'd make it.
Thankfully he wasn't wrong. only a half an hour later and the road opened up, a great building standing before them. He stopped the truck and stepped out smiling. "I think this is it." He said looking up at a dojo that had definitely seen better days. The run down dojo looked like it hadn't seen professional help in ages. "I would assume this is the Gaian Ninja Academy. It's the only reason I can think of such a big place being this far out in the woods."
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench!
HP: 20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to Magic
Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 10:15 am
There was a dim green light that emanated from within the ruins of the dojo. For some reason, Zekial and Breena would feel drawn towards it.
Reis would also start regaining consciousness from the nearby aura in the ruins.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 10:20 am
Reis slowly started waking up. He blinked a couple of times to regain his vision and focus in on the site that was before him. He wasn't sure what he was looking at, but he saw that Zekial was already out of the truck.
He couldn't turn around much to see where Breena was.
"Mm.. I just, want to sleep.." He spoke quietly.
Reis started to nod in and out of sleep from the loss of blood (-5hp from the trip).
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Reis
Weapon: Short-sword (5dmg)
HP: 5/20
Str: 0
Dex: 10
Magic: 5
-Speech
-Instinct
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 11:35 pm
Breena wasn't sure what it was, but something seemed to be trying to catch her attention. She didn't think it felt like an illusion, but she kept her guard up with her senses, trying to focus on noticing anything out of place.
She occasionally seemed to twitch her head as if listening to something.
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10 (-5 Mana)
-Intelligence
-Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 3:56 pm
Zekial was looking back and forth, from the ruins of what might have been a cool looking dojo from all the movies he used to watch with ninja's and stuff when he was a kid, back to his new friends. On his heads return swivel he noticed the thing he hadn't realized Breena was looking at. A green light was glowing from within. He felt like the green light was friendly, it was beckoning him after all, or it felt like it was. "So... should we investigate what I assume is the nuclear powered core of a robot...hopefully... friend?" He asked this looking back to Breena mostly as she was obviously looking at it with some interest.
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench!
HP: 20/20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
Resistance to Magic
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 4:05 pm
He sat in the darkness of the ruins, away from the green light, that he had nothing to do with. Instead he sat and watched out the shattered remnants of what once a sturdy window, taking stock of the two, no three people clambering loudly out of the truck. Two males and a female, and something else, though he wa unsure if the fourth thing was a live or make-shift. It didn't matter either way, one of them was injured, and so he would have to make his presence known before too long. Hypocritical oath and all that. He moved from his sitting position and headed for the door of the room he was in. The door which lay beside the once sturdy bed frame. God this place was a mess...
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 5:56 pm
DM: The green aura of light suddenly vanished.
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Reis' eyes started to close. He tried to fight the urge to fall asleep. This struggle was based off of the stories he had heard of people who were severely injured that fall asleep and don't wake up again.
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Reis
Weapon: Short-sword (5dmg)
HP: 5/20
Str: 0
Dex: 10
Magic: 5
-Speech
-Instinct
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 2:28 pm
"Don't be silly. Robots? Really in this day and age?" she kept herself from chuckling only because the 'light' she was sensing vanished. "Is it still there?"
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10 (-4 Mana)
-Intelligence
-Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 5:03 pm
"Totally could be a robot." Zekial argued, eyes still on the green light. "If it has a nuclear core it could continue to run for a very, very long time. It could-" He stopped as the light seemed to just stop existing. That was creepy he thought to himself, wondering what it could be, still hoping it was a robot friend, as long as it wasn't an enemy. He looked over at Ren and moved to the other side of the truck to help support him. As he offered his arm and shoulder, he turned back to Breena. "No, it vanished."
Without waiting to discuss he gave a great shout. "Anyone home!? Plumber here to fix some leaky pipes!?"
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench
HP: 20/20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to magic
Resistance to crowd control magic
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 5:14 pm
He smiled as he moved effortlessly and quietly through the dojo's better hallways, the ones where the roof hadnt caved in yet, and some of the rooms were fully intact. He moved past these heading for his old room, the one that had taken a major hit, from him, upon his return, awhile ago, because he was angry, and slightly insane in his old age, and now their were newcomers, and he was going to help them, and... and... and... He paused his thoughts looking around. "Wait.... what am I doing?" he whispered to himself suddenly confused.
Outside the wind began to pick up slightly, the breeze whistling through the old dojo, the old shutters and broken windows shuddering slightly as if it was whispering.
"Oh yeah!" He grinned, having remembered suddenly. He continued to his old room back in the old days. Coming to it and the giant hole in the side of the wall he crawled out. He stood, now not far from the trio, hell if they just looked to their left they'd see him. A hunched figure with wild gray hair, a crooked smile, a couple of liver spots, and eyes that changed color constantly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 8:36 pm
Reis accepted the help. The pain in his side from the arrow sticking out of him was refreshed and he grunted. He couldn't pay attention enough to know what was happening around him. He couldn't afford to with the suffering he was going through.
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Reis
Weapon: Short-sword (5dmg)
HP: 5/20
Str: 0
Dex: 10
Magic: 5
-Speech
-Instinct
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 12:32 pm
"I think it being old might make it even less likely... and something didn't feel right about that, you would think survival instincts would make us want to move away from something you think is so obviously nuclear."
She was starting to have doubts based off what her senses told her about the place, smelling and with a texture under her shoes too wilderness like for anything like an academy. She blinked a few times turning her head one way then another, swearing she heard someone shout somewhere... inside maybe? After a moment she decided maybe the plumber was right about someone calling for repair work, he had said something about Ninjas if she understood right, and maybe the abandoned 'feel' was something to keep someone with her senses from guessing there were ninjas about.
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Breena
Weapon: Athame (5dmg)
HP: 15
Str: 8
Dex: 2
Magic: 10 (-4 Mana)
-Intelligence
-Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 2:03 pm
Zekial thought about what Breena said a moment and nodded slightly. "Perhaps you are right, would have been pretty cool though!" He grinned as he looked away from her to look around the area once more. "I wonder where it went, or if the person I got the call from is even ar-" that's when he saw him. A tall hunched body of an obviously old man. "There's someone to the left of us around the building" He spoke in a hushed tone, hoping only Breena and Reis could hear. "He looks old though. He's just watching us, not even moving."
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Name: Zekial
Weapon: Pipe Wrench!
HP: 20/20
Str: 10
Dex: 5
Mag: 0
Resistance to Magic
Resistance to Crowd Control Magic
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Fujiwara of The Wind Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 2:10 pm
He watched the three, analyzing their movements. The one that was injured was his biggest concern. He didnt want to let the poor boy die after all. He crossed the expanse between him and the man carrying the wounded boy by the time the young man could finish whispering. "Ooooooh!" A wounded man, the plumber carrying him, and a bling young woman. What an interesting entourage!"
His hair was large an unkempt, so it was easy to miss the cat ears that popped out from the top of his head from under the grey locks. He sniffed the air and listened closely, a cat's tail seemingly appearing in mid-air swished back and forth. "Young lady, what is your companion?" he finally asked.
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