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Post by DC on Nov 26, 2014 22:49:22 GMT -5
Zhen smiled lightly at his confession. That was far easier than he had planned on it being. But that left him with a few other things to think about. He had successfully found one of them... but there were three locations. That having been considered, Zhen figured there were at least two others, if not more. He had no idea, but the bare minimum was three. He wasn't sure how big this band would be. Perhaps there was a sort of "club" of them. "How many of you guys are there?" He spoke nothing of torture, just yet. He had conjured up that fear of his own, and Zhen found it would be helpful to exploit it at this moment. But at the same time, the word torture suddenly started to appeal to Zhen. I will not torture him...Yes I will. Torture would be bad. But torture would get the job done. But I shouldn't...."And where do you guys meet up after you've stolen from people who do not deserve to be stolen from?"
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Post by HERO on Nov 28, 2014 22:32:58 GMT -5
Oratus stood statisfied to watch the attacks strike the two, him saying "Success," aloud to himself quietly with a smile. Stepping forward and pulling off his pointy hood, he let his notebook-carrying arm hang loose and moved forward at a quick yet leisurely pace. Continuing past the girl and the two fallen bodies after a short time, he bent over to reach for the sheet of paper with two fingers. A gentle pinch and lift away, he said, "You must be either really, really violent normally, or they must've took something really important from you, huh?" Listening to her and taking glimpses of her glaring above them, for some odd reason he couldn't help but feel a smile pull at his cheeks. Gently feeling his thumb over the marking, he then analyzed the different effects of the spell circle piece by piece, each part describing a detail or step in the process of teleporting the user to a distant location. Oratus wasn't much of a techie, although he assumed it was like the way coders read lines of text commands for controlling their machines.
"Or, maybe taking a liking towards hemokinesis naturally comes with the former? It is rare for me to meet someone who uses it." Finishing in analyzing the spell circle, he spun around to her, cape whipping as he added, "I don't think you have to worry about getting your things back. Although I am worrying now if I get to collect the handsome reward that comes with turning them in 'alive'. What's your name by the way? I'm sure you'll get the rewards and your things really soon. Mine's Oratus, although you can call me Orion if you think it's simpler."
Stiff with debilitating pain, and having the wind knocked out of them, Shane and Aiden wobbled back and forth on their sides as they laid next to each other on the ground. Aiden winced as he opened an eye and saw the violent interrogator in his peripheral vision. "Damn," he uttered weakly, coughing a bit after. Shane repeated the same utterance when his eyes opened to see the arcane mage holding the sheet of paper in his periphery. Trying to turn his head up to face the sky, Aiden managed to get his self onto his back, and out of his coat slipped a small white sheet of plastic paper. He tried to maintain the bearing necessary to open his other eye, and frowned, perhaps finding displeasure in his glasses being terribly cracked in one frame, or the violent nature of the possible interrogation tactics that could be employed upon them.
Keita gulped hard, probably hating to have let loose so much so quickly. A small amount of hesitation was reasonable in continuing perhaps, his internal thoughts warring for a short period clearly enough that it could be seen in his face. Keita clenched his eyes closed, an expression of giving up, or a desire to not look at the terrorizing Drexen that was ready to make him a mushy mess. "There's....There's three of us....We meet up at an old mangy lone warehouse with a solitary window...between this district and the bordering residential district, where we leave our stockpiles until time to decide what to do with it all..." Keita turned onto his side, and curled up some with his arm covering his face.
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Nov 30, 2014 23:05:12 GMT -5
Tyen looked at Oratus for the slightest moment when he came by and began to speak to her. She would take in details about what he looked like and what he wore. She watched as he picked up the sheet of paper as he examined it, and sighed, letting her glaring gaze returned to the thieves. "Both. However this little bastard here-" she began as she pointed down at Aiden, "Stole my gun." At that though she would fall silent and keep to watching them, litsening to oratus, until her eyes caught a glance at the sheet of waxy white paper that fell from one of their pockets. She was a little. It didn't appear to be normal paper. Maybe it was important to the situation, maybe it wasn't.
"It has nothing to do with my choice in 'magics'. And my name is Tyen. You can call me Ty though, if you wish". That was when Tyen would skip a little forward in an attempt to snatch the plasticy paper up into her hand. She wished to examine it, even knowing very well the risk of getting too close to them, however wasn't exactly too afraid of them. She fighred she could take the risk if it meant possibly gaining more information.
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Post by DC on Dec 1, 2014 11:49:46 GMT -5
Zhen smiled at his willingness, albeit under the threat of almost literal obliteration, to fork over the information. It made everything much easier, and Zhen appreciated that. His own insides were warring. It's not right to do it this way. But you're getting the information you seek. But it's not how I would have liked to. But you're not going to make progress with patience and asking nicely. But it is better than instilling fear into him. But he has caused many people grief. But he's still around my age, and he hasn't very well been trained by people in forms of moral code. But he is old enough to understand... Zhen looked at Keita and then smiled. "Tell you what. I want you to show me to your meeting grounds, and we will wait and see if your friends show up. My offer still stands of your complete obliteration if you do something I don't like, but I'm willing to give you enough freedom to take me to your little rendezvous location. Don't try and stall, either. You're going to take me right to there. If I suspect aimless wandering for buying time, you no longer exist. Deal?" This is wrong. But this is getting the job done. But this isn't right, morally speaking. But look at him; he forked over information just like that. But fear isn't a good tactic in terms of keeping a status as respectable. But you're known for becoming dark from time to time; you're not going to lose your rep if you do it this way. It's still wrong. Oh shut up already.Zhen's expression became a little more serious, apparently, a side winning the internal war at this point. "No. That's not an offer, actually. You're going to do it."
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Post by HERO on Dec 3, 2014 2:18:18 GMT -5
...until her eyes caught a glance at the sheet of waxy white paper that fell from one of their pockets. She was a little. It didn't appear to be normal paper. Maybe it was important to the situation, maybe it wasn't. That was when Tyen would skip a little forward in an attempt to snatch the plasticy paper up into her hand. She wished to examine it...She figured she could take the risk if it meant possibly gaining more information. The paper upon closer inspection would have a series of arcane seals, spell circles, lined up and across it in neat rows, with translucent circles cut into the paper around them. A sheet of stickers is what it was, and a great many of the stickers were missing from the top right corner of the sheet. These spell circles were neatly drawn, and the paper was obviously treated well. Aiden and Shane grunted and sighed when she lifted the sheet of paper up, Aiden almost slipping out a "No" from his lips, but halting and just letting the breath go in submission. There wasn't much the two of them could do without inevitably making their situation worse, or at least that's how Oratus saw it. And so, they laid where they were, still and frowning quietly. "Hm, stealing from a violent and angry girl. That sounds like a bad mistake," Oratus said while tilting his vision down towards them, watching the reactions to Tyen picking up the piece of paper. "Pleasure to meet you Ty. Regardless of how you came to your choice of magic, I think it's interesting nonetheless. Your gun being stolen would explain the empty holster you're wearing..." He glanced down at her hip for a moment before going to take a gliding step towards her, and look at the sheet of paper over her shoulder, bringing around the confiscated piece of paper he had taken. "Huh, more symbols of the Arcane." The spell circle and the arcane symbols on the stickers shared many similarities in design, having only a few differences in marks here and there. It wouldn't take long for Oratus to figure out that they too were a form of teleportation spell, but they didn't seem to function in the same way. "Hm...They don't seem to have been carrying much else at all on them." It would be then that Oratus'es innate ability for memory would kick in, and he would be able to remember the sticky residue on the likely-stolen contraband in the pawn shop he went to earlier that day. A licking of the lips and a smile would show then, Oratus saying, "What kind of gun did you have? Willing to bet your number that I don't fully re-unite you and your gun within the next ten minutes?" He may as well have added something fun to his display of cockiness, imagining it irritating her that Aiden was doing the same as a ploy a mere few minutes ago.
"Y-y-y-yes..." Keita had managed to stutter from behind his arm. The ground beside his head was soon wet, and while scraping the ground to slowly creep into a stand, he also swiped his face. He was reluctant, but apparently 'just' willing enough to do what he was told, considering the circumstances. Getting brutally tortured was far from worth it to him. The distance wasn't extremely far either, so it was very possible that the monk could've found the others and took them. Head down, he would nonchalantly flick away the sticker from his finger, motion his head towards the direction of the warehouse, and at the first order begin moving. Not too fast, but absolutely not anywhere near as slow as he would think the monk could find suspicious.
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Dec 4, 2014 2:43:58 GMT -5
Tyen snickered slightly at the boys as one had seemed to give a failing protest to her with "no" when she got her hands on the paper. When looking at it, the circles and seals did seem to grab her attention. She had a genral idea of what it was but to her it was complete jibberish. She hadn't a clue how to read it what it meant at all whatsoever. She basically knew it had something to do with spells and or magic. "You don't want to know why i chose it. Doesn't matter anyway" she seemed to chuckle. When Oratus came to a hover over her shoulder to take a look at the paper she had taken though, she would take the slightest step forward, putting about an extra inch of space between them. She wasn't exactly too fond of closeness, especially with people she didn't know, which was basically everyone. Hearing him say what these were had her turn a little more to be able to at least take a glance at him as she would go to hand them to him. "You obviously know more about these circles than i ever will. Take em. Perhaps they'll tell you something about the thieves methods?".
But after that she would fall into a silence to listen then yo the offer Oratus had just given. If he could get it back in the next ten, she had to give him her number. Sounded fair enough. Better than having to give him cash. She turned around again to look at aiden and the other kid as she crossed her arms, "so, this ki-" she then cut herself off, remembering then that he had given his name, and going to quickly correct herself, "Oratus here can get my gun back in ten minutes but you morons, who actually stole it, can't get it back to me by the end of the day?" She shook her head, looking back at Oratus. "Its a deal." Little did he know she rarely ever even so much as touched the thing. It was useless to her as she hadn't any reason to use it anymore. So it really didn't matter. If she did end up giving it, he would be the only one in her contact list. "And, its styled like the head of a dragon. Got quite the fair amount of weight to it."
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Post by DC on Dec 4, 2014 20:14:50 GMT -5
His compliance made Zhen feel a bit easier; less intimidation tactics would have to be used. He couldn't let that show, however. He had to give off like he still meant it. He did, however he couldn't let things hit a bump by letting Keita think he has a window of opportunity. The drexen in the air followed closely behind the boy. Zhen glanced at the drexen and then smiled a bit, returning his gaze to the boy, who he followed. "When do you and your friends rendezvous at your hideout, exactly?"
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Post by HERO on Dec 6, 2014 7:59:48 GMT -5
Oratus had to keep himself from chuckling at the slip. "To be completely fair, I don't think he was expecting to get anywhere quickly at all," Oratus said with a chuckle, gratiously taking the sheet. He then shifted them both to his right hand, and flexed open his left. "But, glad we have a bet. It's as good as mine." Aiden and Shane furrowed their brows as Oratus took a step closer to them. Oratus gave a wide wave of his hand, moving the palm outward in a circular motion to create a distortion in the air, a purplish glow marking the summoning of the largest of his tomes. Brown leather binded it, and it slowly lowered down so that he could reach his palm under and catch it. The pages fell open, and a clean sheet was where they fell. Conjuring items thankfully wasn't a very costly form of spellcasting. He preferred his larger book for spells circles he wouldn't use often. "Sounds look a really cool weapon. You bought it yourself, or was it a gift? I don't think these stickers are far off from being the answer as to where it is." Slamming the loose sheets down on one side, he slipped a writing instrument out of his pocket to begin inking a circle. "Oh, and the reason for my curiosity in your magic choice was that talking about those things could tell someone a bit about how you think or live. I, for example, like the idea of using detail to make anything what I want happen happen. I can make the heavens rain torrential waves thunder potentially. Or, I could provide transportation. Or at least I could transport in just a sec, if you make sure to stay within some feet." Aiden gritted his teeth then, understanding what Oratus was doing. "Screw you..." he mumbled. "And screw you too..." Aiden had begun to prop himself up on his elbows, and Shane was turning some to see better. Shane turned on his side and let his head droop, saying to Tyen, "What's it going to take for you to set us free? You can get your gun back if you wish. More even, if you ask. We don't want to see law, so I would like to make an offer to you." Their school uniforms had become sullied and mukked up by dirt and grime. Some of that filfth also showed itself Shane's blonde hair. Keita's mind was grabbing at stray thoughts frantically, hoping a good one came by to help him out of this mess. "We meet afterschool, after every run. W-we wait for each other, and c-h-ome together to see what we got. We crack jokes, share stories, trade earnings, talk about the girls we think about." Keita was sniffling a little, walking still, but occasionally bring his forearm up to his face. Passing through the streets, he and the monk would pass through largely alone. The drexen did give some store workers a need for double and triple-takes so hard a few could've got whiplash, however. In a low voice, Keita would continue, "Is there anything I can do for you to set me free and send me home?"
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Dec 6, 2014 22:51:13 GMT -5
"But you claim to be able to get it to me quicker than them, despite not being the one who stole it from me. I would think that, being they were the ones who took it, that they would get it to me quicker." She rolled her eyes. She wasn't rolling them at oratus but rather simply at the idea of him being able to get it back faster. "Then again i don't actually know that. For all i know you could be working with them, and this whole act could just be a trick to get me out of your guys hair. Luckily i don't think thats actually the situation. More or less just a possibility." That right there basically gave away her distrust of most people, or even of society in genral.
"I suppose you could call it a sort of heirloom? My Mum got it from her father when she was young, and she gave it to me. According to her its really old. But knowing her, I kind of doubt it." Tyen began to explain as he begain to sketch out a circle, watching him closely. "And perhaps I don't feel the need nor want, to tell strangers about myself or how I live. I'd rather keep it to myself unless I gotta tell." Tyen wasn't in any way attempting to sound rude, especially since he was helping her, but at the same time it could probably easily be taken that way.
Tyen was quickly distracted by the blonde boy though, suddenly turning a little sarcastic then as she would reply with, "Alright. I'll tell you what. You'll get every object you and your friend have ever stolen- that includes money -And you will return it all to their rightful owners with a face to face apology. Then you'll ask how you brats can compensate for their losses and repay them for the difficulties you caused them. That means if they ask that you clean their entire house until the toilet shines so perfect that you can see your reflection, then you'll do it. You'll do whatever they ask, no matter how obsurd the request." She knew they probably wouldn't accept it. She knew that they probably couldn't do it, at that.
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Post by DC on Dec 6, 2014 23:15:09 GMT -5
Zhen smiled lightly and then nodded as they walked. He disregarded the surprised looks that the locals gave him; he didn't often bring out a drexen within Kalg'rai, so he expected curious or frightful glances and looks to it. he didn't mind, and the drexen didn't care. "Yes. You get you and your brothers back to the warehouse, and then together we'll all go and give everybody back the items you stole from them. It may take you a while depending on how much you stole, and you may have to buy things back. You'll be doing a lot of work, but you'll have to atone for something. I'm sure you know of some people's capabilities if you don't and they find out you're one of the thieves on the bounty board. You can't honestly expect that you'll go unscathed. At least this way, there may be some mitigation. How much longer until we find your little hideaway?"
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Post by HERO on Dec 8, 2014 22:36:42 GMT -5
"Do you distrust EVERYONE you come across this much?" Oratus laughed as he spoke, finishing up his arcane spell circle with radial marks on the edges of the circle, a new inner circle, and a crux in the center. "Not that it's not a safe option, but you gotta rely on someone else at sometime or another." Lifting the thick pen-like instrument and pointing it at his cheek, he sarcastically remarked, "And even though we have some things in common, like spending more time in school, writing spell circles, and being boys, this can't possibly look like the face of a thief, and they couldn't possibly call themselves respectable mages without a pointy-hat and cape. But anyways..." He took a few seconds putting away his utensil away, closing it's inker and stowing it away in his pocket. "If its been passed down through your family, then I'll definitely make sure you get it back. Other than that, you need not say anymore. That's fine." Oratus then touched the spell circle he had created and poured just enough mana into it to allow it to begin glowing. It was primed for use. Oratus couldn't help but frown at the prospect of not turning them in, since he did really like the idea of a handsome reward. It wasn't that he really wanted them to face the full brunt of justice. "Hm...I kinda really wanted to turn the both of them in for that bounty, and let the police redistribute it all. I've been itching for some new gear to stock up with, and a money reward would probably help me out there." The idea hit Shane and Aiden more favorably however. The both of them, caught thieves that could easily do a few months in juvenile detention or perhaps even prison for the sheer high number of items they stole. Perhaps in the hundreds? Shane mumbled, "That sounds...really hard...but Aiden, your thoughts?" "Like being caught between a rock and a hard place...I'd prefer it over the Shrut'al jail. That much is for sure. Can't we just give you your gun back and tip the police how to get most of it all back? I can promise you we won't ever pull this scheme again." He took a moment to push the bridge of his glasses up with a finger, and look to Tyen and Oratus. Teleportation priming - set to teleport in just a short period. Soon enough, Keita and the monk marching him would be apparently crossing the district's edge, a set of homes in the far distance ahead. Keita turned his head back, obviously trying not to let his heart give out from the sight of the drexen. Keita was listening, the idea bringing about a semi-positive reaction, a thoughtful, "I see." Keita's steps faltering, he gulped at the vision of how long it would take to do such a thing. That, and he had to painfully admit, "We're pretty much here..." On their immediate left, there would lie a dirty-looking building too big to call a shed, but too small to call a decent warehouse. It gave an eery sense of instability, despite having four walls and a fairly high roof. "That's where things 'end up'." Trash, waste and excrement were not in short supply on the wall and ground before it. The building had only one dark window, one wooden door, and actually looked like it had been untouched for years.
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Dec 8, 2014 23:47:28 GMT -5
"Actually, yes, i do. So far I've found no one to trust, so why bother. And no, i haven't relied on anyone for years. I don't plan on starting any time soon either." Tyen giggled lightly though at his remark about the pointed hat, and shook her head lightly at him. "No, i suppose you dont look like them." At that she ran her hand through her hair, slipping her bangs backwards again to once more reveal her brightly colored, mismatched eyes and the rest of her face. On a small distraction by it, she thought to herself that she needed to get her hands on a pair if bobby pins, before looking down to the circle he was working out. "Thanks though, for helping."
Tyen stepped forward a little though as he began to talk about the bounty, chuckling. She wasn't exactly a good kid. Did he really think she would go with her word and not turn them in? Naw. She just wanted to get on their nerves, piss 'em off a little. Teach them an actual lesson. In her opnion, sitting in a cell for a period of time wasn't exactly much of a punishment. As she walked beside him, she would move her foot to nudge him discreetly, yet purposely, kind of in a way to tell him that she wasn't saying everything she was thinking. Her eyes strayed back to the boys though. She began to laugh at them saying, "No. You seriously think that giving me my gun back is going to get you off the hook? You two really are morons." Tyen was obviously not one to hold back on the insults.
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Post by DC on Dec 9, 2014 8:53:23 GMT -5
The condition that the building was in, and the conditions that immediately surrounded it, were not really bothersome to Zhen. Although he wouldn't argue that it was in poor condition, to say the least, he didn't exactly find it surprising nor truly unsettling. Sure, it was a shame, and maybe it was once a respectable establishment, however, he has seen far worse in his days and he hadn't expected an "active" building to be used. It wouldn't be a good cover. In a way, this struck Zhen as almost a textbook thieve's operation. "Unoriginal," Zhen slipped, voicing his thoughts, more or less, with the one word. "Inside. And yes, the drexen is still there." Even though he knew the single creature was a large enough motivation, he figured that it would be safe to draw up a much more... promising... threat. Something that would truly motivate him. And it would be a wonderful way to greet Keita's "friends" whenever they showed up. That having been said, both of Zhen's sclera started to darken into a midnight blue color, and the drexen started to shiver with anticipation. It circled in its pathing, still staying very close to Keita, but it knew what was coming. Nothing else seemed to display what Zhen had planned.
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Post by HERO on Dec 14, 2014 22:09:55 GMT -5
Mission accomplished!
Oratus took a moment to listen, also glancing down at the dispositions of the thieves who's fortunes he and Tyen practically held in their hands. Then his eyes followed Tyen's movement, or perhaps the moving of her hair whipping back, before they would quickly zoom in closely onto the colors of her ocular lenses. 'Oh? I have yet to see, let alone meet anyone with those kinds of eyes before. I always assumed they only existed in art, just a metaphor to describe duality,' he thought to himself while giving a bit of a short-lived stare. It was broken fairly quickly by her nudging her foot against him and the meaning of it was quickly translated into Oratus'es mind. "Ah, I see," he said. "That might be pretty cold." Even though it didn't last long, it lasted long enough for him to not notice the increasing intensity of the spell circle he had activated a short moment ago. Listening to her insulting them, Aiden and Shane gave a form of disappointed look that quickly transformed into a hate-filled scorn. Neither of them were probably willing to say anything more, as whatever they had left to say probably wouldn't help their situation. All that could be heard, would probably be Aiden's frustrated grunt, and even then one might have had to strain their ears to hear it. Oratus found it entertaining to see their reactions shift like that. Momentarily after, he continued, "In keeping perfectly honest though, the only reliance I'v-ffff..." That was about as far as he could get into the sentence before it was cut off by the bright rushing burst of bright turquoise magical energy that blasted outward from the seal he had scribed onto the page of his giant notebook. The energy quickly came to form a wide cylindrical column to surround the four of them; the schoolboys, the caped mage, and the bloodbender. Their surroundings outside of it turned dark quickly, a grand view of pitch black sliding up in front of each wall. The spell allowed the spatial dimension to allow a hole to be torn into it, allowing them to slip through to their new location, where darkness was really all there seemed to be at first. Darkness, and of course, a fall. Teleporation - Transport The fall was perhaps about two feet in height, although without the ability to see the floor, such a fact would be hard to determine when the translucent floor beneath all of them would seem to disappear. Shane having been laying back, would fall in a way that the back of his head would sharply clack against the hard and unforgiving floor. Aiden, having been propped up at the time of transport, would fall in such a way that his shoulder and hip would take the brunt of the impact with the smooth concrete. Oratus was standing when it came time to be delivered, and so he would land on his feet. However, stray small objects on the floor caused him to have to fall or slip into a kneel, probably bumping into Tyen some while keeping his back upright. In between them all there would actually be a bunch of these stray objects, stacked high in a pile, although the only thing that could be seen at that moment in that room was the brown and white streaked window to the outdoors. From the outside, that window would seem to come alive, if only for a second or so. The vibrant flash was attention-grabbing enough to pull the eyes of anyone whose face was in it's general direction, someone like Keita who barely managed uttering the words, "Our pride is hurt," before taking notice. The boy was too afraid of the terrorizing worm creature at his back to think of stopping in his tracks as an option, but he at least was able to gather the nerve to turn his head. "I...I think som-" was about all Keita could say before deciding not to speak. It was probably the color changing schlera, among other things, that rattled his nerves a bit too much to.
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Dec 15, 2014 14:06:52 GMT -5
"Do I look like a warmhearted person?" Tyen questioned him, eyebrow raised, yet still just watching the grumpy boys. She found their reactions just as entertaining, especially because they thought, or perhaps hoped, she would let them off so easily. When Oratus began talking again though, she would draw her attention back to him. The sudden burst of brightly glowing energy from the book he was writing in seemed to quickly gain a surprised reaction out of her, before they seemed to become encased in this strange column of light. this was a new thing foe her. She had actually never been up close and personal to this type of magic before, so of course she wasn't exactly sure what to expect.
When their surroundings became a dark black though, she would begin to strain her eyes, and when the fall came as the translucent floor disappeared from under them, she would gasp fairly audibly. Being that she was standing, she too landed on her feet, though, had easily lost balance due to the drop being around two feet off the ground.
When her feet came into contact with the small obstructions on the floor, it wouldn't be any help to her, especially receiving the bump from Oratus and would stumble forward with her arms in front of her to catch herself should she not be able to regain balance or should she trip. She already wasn't all that fond of this place, mostly due to the lack of light and the scattered mess of objects that made it hard to stand upright without slipping. Hearing the crashes of the boys as they hit the ground in the fall gave her an idea of where to steer away from as she began to regain balance and steady herself out. Once that was over, she gave a sort of annoyed grunt as she would look around blindly in hopes of a sign of the one that brought them here. "You should really pay attention to what you're doing, and perhaps a warning would have been nice." she somewhat exclaimed. It wasn't all that snappy but rather the surprised tone was still laced through her voice. "Now, please tell me you have some sort of spell to light up this dump?"
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Post by DC on Dec 15, 2014 16:49:57 GMT -5
The response barely amused Zhen, however the flash tipped him off. It was really self explanatory, at that point, and the fallen-monk motioned for Keita to go into the building. "I said to get inside. Unless you'd rather have a fully-grown drexen accompany you." This was said without thought; Zhen's internal battle had officially been lost, and now his corruption was running the show. "I won't have a problem with letting the drexen I summon tear you and your friends to pieces if you don't comply with me, and whoever else might be accompanying your friends. I highly doubt that with so many people looking for a band of three thieves that you'd go long without being captured. Or, perhaps I'll be lucky and they'd have escaped being captured, and instead I get to babysit all three or more of you." As Zhen instructed Keita, he let his mind speculate as to what would greet them when they entered the building...
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Post by HERO on Dec 16, 2014 23:57:33 GMT -5
Oratus had to take a second or two to slide his self a surely clear space to stand, free of the worry of busting his behind. Then again, it was dark, so at least there wouldn't be anyone seeing it.
"My deepest apologies," he said in a pretty sarcastic manner, standing up from the ground, and thinking. "I could possibly use a flame spell, buuuuuut- I can't even read the pages of my spellbook in this place. That window might help out though," he said, parting his cape and starting to re-open his large textbook. "I need to write a spell-circle in the margins to male them glow in the dark."
Right about then, Keita, gulping audibly, being practically held at gunpoint had opened the door to the room. He was tense at the idea of other individuals like the monk appearing there right then, and discreetly prepared the mana inside the palm of his clenching left hand to cast an enchantment. Simultaneously, he flicked the switch. What he was probably able to see well in his vision was the two other boys, one gruntling still in pain while holding his head, and the other staring wide-eyed at him. Accompanying them were two strangers. "Run!" was what Aiden had shouted out to him.
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The pile of objects in the center of the room happened to be a pile of shiny looking objects, objects with marked white stickers on them. At the top of the pile was an attractive handgun with a dragon crafted into it's design.
Within less than a second, Oratus picked out the matching school uniform, and knew him to be the suspected third one involved in the whole scheme. He also took noticed of the handgun, and knew who the owner was. First things first though. "No you don't!" Oratus flipped his finger over to two pages back, tapping his finger on one of the spell circles while moving forward. Reaching his right arm back then, he'd grip the side of his thick cape and whip it out front like an upward swipe. This would appear to cause the cape to practically stretch forward and go to scrape at his eyes.
Conjuration Art: Fur [0]
Aiden acted quickly in pulling a marker from his pocket, and bit the cap off in a rush to draw a circle in the stone floor. The objects he slid out of the way included watches, rings, wallets, jewels, and various other things of high value. No cellphones were in the pile, but there were books and handbags as well as the occasional serrated knife or glove.
Shane would only be able to turn onto his side right then, and struggle to keep focus on his thoughts. Pulling onto his knees, he opened his eyes at the very least to observe the initiation of the oncoming action.
There was still ample time left until traffic would come through the area, and people would be passing by the street to and from the adjacent residential district.
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Dec 21, 2014 17:04:11 GMT -5
tyen almost had half the mind to snap at Oratus for the sarcasm, but wouldn't, knowing that was no reason to snap. not only that but he was helping her get her gun back. she kind of owed him. She was just a little grumpy at the moment though, having her gun stolen. funny how the one object she planned to use to capture them was the object that happened to get stolen from her. her plan had definitely backfired one her. "should try that spell circle then" she chuckled instead.
When the lights to the area they were in flickered on though, she seemed to be caught just a little in surprise, having not expected that, leaving her eyesto adjust quickly and without warning. Aiden almost instantly caught Tyen's attention yet again though, when when he had yelled out to run. At just a glance to the pile, tyen would see her gun atop it. now would be her chance, since they were obviously once again attempting yet another escape. this was the kind of moment when she was glad she kept fairly fit, as she would quickly run out to the pile to snatch up her gun, moving away from the boys as she did as to not end up in their grips. she could just imagine one of them grabbing at her ankle as she ran and making her wipe out. She definitely didn't need that, and knew if she could get to her gun, she would be able to better help in the situation.
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Post by DC on Dec 21, 2014 17:42:37 GMT -5
Zhen, having no rational response to anything due to his corruption at this point, had driven him to snap his foot into a chamber and then out at Keita's back at the shout to run. Should Keita not be paying attention to his behind, Zhen's foot would connect and send Keita flying forward into the room; he would possibly slam into someone else, or just land face-first into a pile of their own loot. Zhen didn't however, move away from the door frame; he'd provide a barrier to stop them from literally running away. He knew that they'd probably have another way to escape, however, but he intended on being a physical barrier. But he had slipped up; in his instinctual response, the drexen that had already been summoned shot out for Keita's legs. In a zig-zag pattern, if Keita had fallen through the predicted path that the drexen calculated, it would zip itself through both of his thighs[1]. They'd weaken to the point where if anything would impact with his thighs, they would tear and he'd be unable to stand, however, his legs wouldn't necessarily be disabled forever. A simple healing spell or so would fix it, at the very least. Simultaneously, this burst of action caused his concentration of the drexen he was currently building up to be released, therefore, a much larger drexen shot itself out of Zhen's attire, this time being the size of someone's arm, yet of identical design of the original[2]. This drexen shot out to meet with one of the other boys; Zhen was still sentient enough to understand which ones were the thieves, and so the drexen had launched itself for one of said thieves, also with the intent to weaken. This one would shoot out towards the first one it saw: Aiden. If Aiden didn't respond almost immediately, this drexen would phase right through the top of his head, through his body, and out of his rear, making his entire body, in essence, extremely fragile[3]. This was beyond Zhen's control, however.
- Weaken[quickdraw]: The drexen would phase through, as if intangible, their intended targets, with the result of the "durability" of what they phased through weakening to being extremely fragile (as Zhen had warned Keita of). Any "force" would cause significantly more damage as a result.
- Summon Drexen[1]: A drexen larger than the original had been summoned upon the disruption of Zhen's concentration.
- Weaken[quickdraw]
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Post by HERO on Dec 21, 2014 19:00:12 GMT -5
Keita's situation was certainly not getting better, or at least there were very few ways, aside from getting a struck by lightning that could make it worse. He was at least a small bit mentally prepared for the rush coming to him. Throwing himself forcibly to the right and into a rough leaping tumble, he wished to not face the coming attack from the front, and just as certainly did not want to face what dangers came to him from the monk behind him. He would barely manage to miss the recovering Shane, who was about ready to pull himself together already. Though the tumble would be so rough, he would keep enough focus to allow the charging in his hand to continue.
- Force Palm [1]
Aiden was completing his circle when he caught in the upper-most range of his vision something that was not at all usual. A worm creature flying at his face, and he could almost swear there was just one passing by where Keita's legs were just leaving while Aiden was tucking his head away and bending his upper body to the side. He would then scoot his body around to become perpendicular to the line between the worm and the door, and frantically swipe another sloppy mark at the seal he was making on the ground.
Shane practically leapt up into a protective stance in front of the tumbling Keita, shouting towards him "Palm me!" in a commanding tone. He saw the girl taking the gun, as well as the creatures that just zipped their way into the building, and understood just how bad his own situation was.
Oratus pulled his cape back and step backwards to the right of the door frame, opposite of Keita's direction, to place another finger tap onto his book, the next seal he would touch being a Wind Gust spell. He rose an eyebrow however to the zipping past of the flying worm in front of him, and the foot that jutted out under his cape and clearly aimed for Keita. When the cape fell, he didn't know much of what to think of the person who was apparently behind the thief, and carried a second long confused look to rule out everything he could mentally.
'No school uniform. Not holding paper. Attacking the thief. Worms came from his direction. One flying snake towards another thief. Ally.' The thinking he had to do was quick, but there wasn't much time within the given window. He took another step back and to the left of the door frame to give the strangely dressed man space to come into the room, and took further observance upon the thieves and what they were doing. "All three!" he shouted, towards both Tyen, and the monk, giving notice of information perhaps, or perhaps just providing confirmation to himself. Either way, that's what he chose to shout.
Both seals would glow and build in strength, the Wind spell right behind the Conjuration spell.
Wind Gust [0] Conjuration Art: Fur [1]
Tyen's gun, when picked up, would be in the exact same condition as when it was removed from her holster, with the exception of the white sticker on it's handle. The pile it sat on was quite big, enough to be a clear separator in the two factions on each side of the room, however it didn't take much for anyone to look over it. As she would snatch it up, objects underneath it would slide out, and onto the floor after she would move away, giving way for an easier chance of slipping. As long as everyone understood what they were walking on though, they could probably prevent it.
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Dec 30, 2014 6:18:56 GMT -5
( -_- sigh. I'm sorry for holding this up. Been stressed and tired and this just kind of escaped my mind. Please forgive my extremely late -and likely crappy- post. Its 4 am. If its shitty please say something to me ^.^ When tyen got her hands on her gun she would quickly have begun to concentrate her mana into it. The muzzle of the Asian Dragon designed into the gun had begun to take on a turquoise glow from the mana she moved quickly into it, forming an orb from a small metal ball and mana that seemed to appear about the size of a marble. -Mana shot (quickdraw) The falling objects didn't seem to bother Tyen as her feet were firmly planted on the ground. Lifting the gun up, she originally would have it aimed towards Aiden. That was until she saw the strainge snake or worm-like creature going at him rather quickly. It was slightly creepy, if anything to her, however wasn't necessarily shooken by it; it was like something out of a science fiction movie. At that sight she assumed someone had him covered already, no doubt it was the new arival; the monk. Hearing the other kid shout 'Palm me' though caught her attention and she would change her aim without hesitation in the direction of the tumbling boy and the other in a protective stance infront of him. The muzzle of the dragon was now aimed towards the boys upper foot and ankle area, in which she would quickly pull the trigger, releasing the large marble sized shot at him. The shot would create a small wizzing sound as it flew past, however the gun itself was actually rather quiet. It made enough sound to be noticed by the few people inside, however wasn't a loud or echoing kind of sound; not exactly an attention grabbing sound. Should it hit, it wouldn't likely penetrate very deep; it not being a charged attack, but rather it would hopefully hit hard and deep enough to knock him off that foot and hopefully off balance and quite obviously bring about large amounts of pain. This was mostly in an attempt to get the kid away from the tumbling kieta to avoid whatever they had planned so suddenly. The last thing everyone needed was the theifs getting away and she would do anything in her power to stop it.
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Post by DC on Dec 30, 2014 13:38:48 GMT -5
Despite his effort to scoot so as to stop it from getting to his his head and straight through his body, Aiden had merely just changed where the drexen would strike; he hadn't moved his actual placement in the room, and since he merely turned so that his side was exposed, the drexen would phase straight through his rib cage region. The bones, and the organs it passed through would lessen in durability[1], however, it wasn't going to be lethal, even if one were to smash something into his upper torso.
Zhen took notice, despite his own instinct forcing him to act on it alone, rather than reasoning, of Oratus' giving him more room to enter. Immediately following his moving, Zhen rushed into the room straight for Aiden, however at this point it was unclear if he intended on just harming, or killing him. In a mere moment, Zhen would be upon Aiden; Zhen's bulky body and powerful strides were hardly halted by the items that littered the floor, and although it did slow such an approach, he still came forward as if a predator to its prey. The drexen that attacked both of the boys would fade away, having expired their times for existence, however the presence that they gave off didn't seem to go away. Now that people were familiar with their presence, they'd notice that it was like they never left.
As Zhen would be a fraction of a second from snapping his foot up to meet with Aiden's throat[2], what would easily be assumed to be extraplanar energy would start to gather around and then within the entirety of Zhen's attire[3]. Zhen had expected that a straight kick to the throat wouldn't be as successful as one could hope, he had performed it in such a way that would allow his foot to smash into his nose if he tucked his chin in, and had performed the kick far enough away to where rolling to the side would prove of little use. Rather than his foot meeting his throat, it was his shin that was aimed to meet with it. Despite this happening, Zhen's kick still would proceed on with full force; his attention was divided evenly between his energy charging and his melee attacks.
1. Since Aiden didn't actually move his location, just merely shifted around so his side was exposed, the drexen would phase through his side, through his rib cage region and out of the other side before the drexen would vanish. 2. Zhen launched a kick that would sweep up to Aiden's throat, due to his being hunched over his spell circle that he's working on. 3. Weaken[0]: Zhen's attire is beginning to gather up energy.
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Post by HERO on Dec 30, 2014 17:29:07 GMT -5
Keita heard loud and clear. Shane of course knew what Keita was preparing. The two friends had a palm-slap while Shane stood defensively in front of Keita, and the mana building in Keita's hand surged into the hand of Shane. Just in time too, as Shane's eyes grew wide with the pointing of the weapon in his direction. Swinging his hands down, and crouching to give less area to defend, Shane swung up his right palm forcefully forward, and the enchantment then took effect. A flattening of the air touching it had occurred while moving, and once fully extended, a shock wave blew outward from the palm to deflect or destroy the fired round of mana. Though he wouldn't even be sure of whether or not the shot was even fired after from the lack of sound produced from the weapon. Force Palm [2] Also in the same direction however would probably be Oratus, the monk crossing the space, and much of the mess on the floor. Objects would slide outward and away from him, increasing the risk of slipping should anyone not be careful, and the pile would collapse out further. The feeling upon legs and bodies involved wouldn't be of much consequence compared to the risk of slipping because of the distance between them all, and the greater density of flesh and bone. Movement during the scatter could easily lead to a "Charlie Brown" happening where one not getting away from the center of the room. And speaking of legs, Aiden was not having pleasant thoughts towards the pair that were moving swiftly towards him. Immediately he pushed against the ground with his hands and feet to leap up and away. He moved into the right wall of the room, placing him just a little more than a couple meters away from his friends, who sat close to the foremost right corner. He didn't notice until he was moving backward through the air that something in his torso wasn't altogether, and his sharp inhale actually hurt in the moment of surprise. When he ducked, he thought he evaded the worm, and moving to the back of his room, he flicked his eyelid away for just an instant to look for it.
While moving backwards, Oratus ending up being forced to plant his foot down where he was to make sure no objects slid under it, and glanced briefly at the situation. The monk was approaching the red-head, and the blond and black-haired ones had Ty's gun aimed in their direction. He wanted to do something, and yet there was nothing right then he could do. In his spellbook, his two spells were continuing to be prepared. One, bringing motion to a column of wind, and the other intentionally bringing about a strange amount of furriness into the scene. Might there be something else? A couple of seconds passed, and there indeed was something: preventing physical means of escape. He slipped his writing utensil out of his pocket, and began to mark a circle on the door. Wrist pressed against the surface, he moved his fingers to meticulously yet swiftly begin drawing it with a measure of exactness. Wind Gust [1]
Art of Conjuration: Fur [2]
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Post by Tyen Peremy on Jan 5, 2015 11:02:25 GMT -5
At this moment, Tyen had begun to grow irritated with the boys. Because of the shock wave, the mana shot would seem to make a rather audible sort of popping sound as the shot broke apart and the mana put into the non-lethal shot began to disintegrate, blowing backwards in little bluish whisps before fully disappearing from sight and becoming nothing. Seeing and hearing it do this, tyen knew she had failed at stopping them from whatever they were doing, she knew though that she should stand firmly, especially seeing the objects spread out and create a bigger, much harder mess to get around. was that what they were attempting to create a bigger mess? perhaps they thought that the mess would help them get away, as the mess would hinder the running ability of anyone here? but then again wouldn't it hinder them too? whatever they were doing, tyen wasn't quite sure of, but knew either way that she would be keeping a close eye on them.
Soon after that shock wave had passed, she would begin to focus her mana once again to the gun, however this time she would be charging it for a more considerably debilitating shot should they try something more. Still she kept the muzzle pointing forward at the boys, and once again they would be able to see the mouth of the dragons head beginning to grow just a dim and soft looking blue glow, saying to them, "Congratulations. you managed to accomplish making an even bigger mess than before." in a rather sarcastic voice, yet she was quite obviously glaring at them.
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Post by DC on Jan 7, 2015 11:14:53 GMT -5
Aiden was not having pleasant thoughts towards the pair that were moving swiftly towards him. Immediately he pushed against the ground with his hands and feet to leap up and away. He moved into the right wall of the room, placing him just a little more than a couple meters away from his friends, who sat close to the foremost right corner. He didn't notice until he was moving backward through the air that something in his torso wasn't altogether, and his sharp inhale actually hurt in the moment of surprise. Aiden was in a bit of a pickle. Zhen's foot had swung upwards, and Aiden had thus thrown himself against a wall to dodge it, however, this presented a whole new problem. Zhen's upwards kick had provided a little natural momentum; his upwards kick allowed a little forward push with the rolling of his left foot enough to close the distance enough for his downward swing[1]. Aiden had thrown himself against the wall to dodge his shin as well as foot, meaning that there was only a little room to move, considering. So, with the forward push, and the downward swing of his foot, Aiden would have to react to the heel of Zhen's foot swinging down possibly even faster than his kick up. Depending on how Aiden had thrown himself against the wall, Zhen's heel should smash against either Aiden's head, which would then cause his head to smash into the floor with the force, or, it would smash into Aiden's side, which would provide a whole new problem in it of itself, given the condition of his chest that would ware off a few moments thereafter[2].
Meanwhile, Zhen's attire would continue to give off the sense of some extraplanar energy gathering[3]; the only indication of its being extraplanar being that it didn't have the same feel of mana itself, which would cause the entire energy to only be explained as extraplanar. Was Zhen's school of training in conjuring? Regardless, Zhen's assault showed no signs of relenting; his kick was his next step, though something suggested that he had a little more than just leaving Aiden battered and bruised. Whatever it was, Zhen seemed to be the only one to know. It was as if he dared Aiden to move.
1 & 2. Zhen used his upward kick to provide the means of swinging his heel down with faster speed than his upwards (possibly assisted by the small aid of gravity?). If Aiden moves one way, it should meet with his head. If he moves the other, it should meet with his side, which would trigger a stronger pain due to the condition of his upper torso that will wear off (after this post). 3. Weaken[1]
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