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    Arya Letting the... moment pass as the two embraced, Arya nodded with a deep bow once she was finally addressed, a gesture reserved for so few people in her life, she could count all of them on a single hand. Well, she tried to bow, at least. In her current state she didn't manage more than a slight inclination before she winced and stopped, the spot on her back where the fire bitch drop kicked her beginning to throb anew, along with her sternum- wouldn't surprise arya if both had bruises. "Hello to you as well, Mother Opium," She responded in an almost formal tone, utterly devoid
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    The blow to the helm only seemed to piss off an already rampaging bear. Stellio turned on the remaining foes as gore slicked his blade, eyes burning behind his visor like twin cauldrons of jet black flame. And his fury seemed especially focused as he charged towards the man with the minigun... Lightning crackled along his fist. a miniature storm was wrapping around his blade. His voice tore across the field in a mighty war screech that in truth, sounded more appropriate coming from a dragon than it did a mere man. The air itself seemed to distort. The stench of burnt ozone permeate
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    Arya She had whirled on her heels the moment she heard the bitch's footsteps, and nigh immediately, the adrenaline pumped anew. Beaten and exhausted though her body was, it had once more began to manifest a thin coating of memories- shifting grey crystal that danced and shimmered with the waters of time. Slow...too slow, she'd already spent so much energy just getting away from the bitch, and she practically had to fight to try and get back into the state she'd held before. Thankfully, or bizarrely, She didn't have to win that fight. Natalie had already rushed forward an
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    J4, EXECUTE the Initiate, Canto back to G4...again.
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    Loadout The black knight wastes no time as he rushes ahead of the others, and by the time the battle has begun, he radiates a stalwart aura as the Psychotic locals charge in... little do any of them know, striking his allies will not be a painless task. Black flames still radiate from his blade, as an even darker aura begins to coat his body, and condenses into his finger tips before firing into the crowd of assailants. Lances of horrid black energy single out one poor fool in particular... the one Stellio has already marked for death. Moves I. Stellio spe
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    Arya She watched for a few precious seconds as one girl vanished, and the other proceeded to lose her goddamn mind. The sane, rational part of her wanted to pick up the scythe she'd dropped and end the bitch now, remove the threat she posed before she could recover.... if she would recover. But the scared chimp part of her mind wanted nothing more than to turn heel and get the fuck out of there while she had the chance... And as the assailant began to tear her top off and claw at her own tits, the scared chimp won out over the rational part of her mind, and Arya was gone
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    "Just like old times, isn't it Lenneth?" his grip on the lance tightened, as the winged steed neighed in defiance. Her eyes practically bore into the swordsman in the distance. Mercadier nodded, with an ever so breif smirk. The old gal wanted to get out of this hell hole just as much as he did. And she was going to be just as vicious in making it happen... "Hmph, eager for a fight as ever I see... good, good. Glad to know your spirit's still strong." Like burning embers, crimson flashed when he next opened his eyes. "But enough talk. Let's repay a few debt
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    Stellio's blade was already out by the time he'd exited the pod. Dark eyes focused on the screaming savages from an even darker visor, as the knight expanded his senses and found precisely what he'd been hoping for- Mana. Just as abundant here as it had been in the wasteland. He wasted now time attuning himself to the flow of the world, subtley trapping some of the energy into a small reservoir of power like a sieve panning for gold. Moments later, his blade was alight with black flames... "I do believe it is what they called the land we originally were dumped in" He interjected as
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    Arya had never been so relieved to have something so bizzare occur before in her life, when the girl appeared and fire-bitch backed off. Trying to catch her breath, she eyed Kindle and the scythe for a moment, before giving a confused glance to the upside-down girl as the she began to spout a riddle Time.... time... memories? Arya supposed in a way, one could interpret memories as just... the imprints of time, plus it the fire-bitch herself had described it in similar context earlier. Perhaps that was how she was doing any of this, just calling forward things from their places in the p
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    Arya's futile fight for survival She visciously grabbed at the hand out of instinct, bare nails digging into flesh as she tried to wrench herself free, adrenaline again kicking in. Much like when she'd been pinned the first time, her cries were more like that of a cornered animal, not caring of the licking flames that had begun to emanate off the fanatical wench or the pain she could begin to feel as her palm heated ever quicker. But in her desperate, almost instinctual struggle, as her own storm grey eyes met the pyromaniacs, there was one thing and thing only that Arya
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    "'Nani? Did those rounds just.... fucking shatter on impact?" She shook her head, glancing at the gun before tossing it to the side. Before it even hit the ground, it had shattered into hundreds of glittering motes. For all the motivation dad's words had given her to get her ass up and fight, she once more found her mind racing as to what the hell to do. Hell, she didn't even really know what she was already doing, or how, she'd just... thought about mom's old sidearm in the heat of the moment. It'd been something, anything to potentially turn the tables, and well... boom, there it'd been, rig
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    Arya... She lay there, breathless as the scythe loomed overhead. Closer, closer, she could feel it with every step its wielder took. Even as she feebly tried to crawl away she knew it was worthless, only delaying the inevitable now that'd been knocked aground. Oh how familiar it was, the sensation racking her entire being. To be helpless. To be worthless. To vainly struggle in this constant battle for survival, when the game had been rigged from the very beginning, and the odds forever against the favor of her and dreks like her everywhere. Yet she kept trying to fight t
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    ((OOC: NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOOOOOOOOOOPE NOPE.)) ARYA "Oooooh shiiit...miss... bates?" Almost immediately after spotting the body, Arya had stopped in her tracks. No end of things ran through her mind, as she took in the scene. As many times as she'd gutted and cleaned her own meals, with everything her father had taught her, all the sight of the burned innards serve to do was quicken her pulse, make her mind begin to run even wilder with a barely contained wave of panic. Try though she did to tear them away, her eyes remained fixated on the scene, burning every last d
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    "Godsdamn it, man... don't encourage her to-" Stellio mutters, a gauntleted hand gripping the bridge of his nose as he sighed. He'd seen enough of necromancers eagerly scouring the killing fields, gods damn it. Before he could finish however, the sound of something hitting the side of the ship, and the light shake it caused, caught the knight's attention "Hmmm... how odd. Could be nothing..." he slipped his helm back on, hand resting on the pommel of his blade "OR.... it could be something that in a good few minutes, will wish it was nothing. I will be back, soon enough"
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    Arya Well, at least they'd be totally lost about this together. That was something, right? "Yeh... yeh, that sounds good." She nodded with a smile, before turning back to the dishes she dried with a nervous chuckle "And uh, yeah. We probably should... better she hears it right from us, I suppose" Oh yes, that would be an.... extremely interesting conversation, Arya could feel it now. Even if she was fairly certain Mother Opium would take it in good graces, there was still something to be said of the sheer awkwardness of explaining how things had gone with her
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    "And uh.... I....I..." She what? Not even she knew. Never really thought too much of this stuff before, given well.... she was a goddamn drek as far as most people cared. Just some pathetic Mack who lived with her equally pathetic father out in the woods, barely scraping just below the poverty line. No one had ever wanted her like.... well, this before. She'd never expected someone to either. Infact, it had been easy to put it from her altogether, focus on more important things back then. But lo and behold, here it was. Staring her right in the face. Such a twist, it was like one of those crap
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    Cheryn "The weirdo in- ah fuck.... I forgot Merlin ordered her ass to stay here," Cheryn muttered to herself as she finally stood. She had the use the wall as a guide for a bit, but for the most part she'd recovered enough to not pass out simply from walking. "Well....the younger kids seemed fine when I was in there a while ago. And as disgraced as Charity is at this moment, and as much as she's rightfully guilting herself over it, I doubt she'll make another stupid fuck up anytime soon." Her voice was blunt, her tone almost alright venomous as she spoke of the other woman, before she sh
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    She blocked out the petty argument in the distance. Just as she tried to block out the stabbing pain that bloomed from the back of her eyes, sliced its way through the general space of her head, before finally ending in the back of her neck- right where the stem connected to the spine. His attack may have been over, but she could still feel the lingering sensation of assault and violation, coating her mind like a foul residue. Memories were fogged, senses were dulled and only now beginng to return to full strength, but most of all... They were horrified. No longer it was it speculati
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    "Ah yes, this should not be an issue" Stellio spoke up. He pulled out the wrench he'd found in the armory, before he removed his gauntlets. "You see, in my world, there is a method to this- imagine if you would, weaving a basket, fabric what have you. It's much the same basic principle, instead of using reeds or loose strands, you are taking Mana itself and weaving it inside of something..." And so the lecture began. The light in the room began to fade as Stellio gathered mana and went to work, forming the raw energy into countless strands of darkness that pierced the metal of t
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    "I....she's....could it really be?" Words failed him, and so he said nothing more as the others left them be. He took a halting step forward towards the mare, her plumage white as virgin snow. And just as white as he'd remembered it. The moment she heard his voice... she turned. And he saw it...the scar on her left flank just behind the shoulder blade, the one on her leg as well. Wings beat on the air, the mare wasted no time as she let out a joyous neigh. Before he could even blink, there she was, practically knocking him over and nuzzling his face with a quiet nicker. "I
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    O14
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    "Oh?" Stellio said, choosing to... gloss over the mention of the witch's figure. He was not blind, but there was more to a man than the simple functions of his biology. Even now he could still feel his wife's amulet, stone cold against his skin under the armor. Some fat good it had done her, that night in Rhime "Hmph, how... odd. She didn't seem particularly adverse when we met earlier. Come to think of it- I was thinking about exchanging some old notes for a particular tome. Though she did say she wanted to meet the rest of you lot before finalizing any deals... oh well, by now I'm sure one o
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    "Don't.... mention it...." Cheryn managed through clenched teeth. The fires were dead by now, but she made no attempt to stand, not with the world spinning. On the one hand, she was almost impressed that she'd managed to singlehandedly put out a flame that rampant, with nothing but a couple well placed shields and charms, at that. On the other, her exhaustion right now was... less than optimal, to say the least. Hell, if Calliber wanted, she could've easily tried to pull something, right here, right now, and it would be all Cheryn could really do to throw up a barrier between them... nor would
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    "I see, then little else has likely changed..." The terror knight answered as they walked, something in his voice that was.... hard to discern, "Also, witch girl? What, is there another with us besides Freya? Actually, I do believe I recall seeing...someone far too young to be fighting, earlier. Yes, yes...Do you mean her? The blonde child?"
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    Dishes. Didn't really surprise Arya. Wasn't that big a deal either, all things considered; what with dad out either trying to find odd jobs or barter whatever he could, she had always figured washing things up was the least she could do to help out. That and it truly was a basic yet essential skill, for those who lacked the luxuries of middle class living. That was of course, assuming they even had a roof and for walls, or cutlery to eat and cook with. Or something to eat at all. "Well, could be worse..." Arya muttered, deftly taking, drying, putting away and moving on to another di
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