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After getting back with some essence in... wherever it is he puts it, Arminius put it to use. After a bit of wandering around he went to the Arms Dealer, he was gonna need some more coinage after all and he had the perfect thing to trade for it. -
Arminius comes down in his "Modern" outfit, he figured it was going to be better for his eventual goal. He goes to get a plate of breakfast before going to find the guide, he'd be the one to talk to about his plans.
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"If it wasn't for you we wouldn't have taken out all the little eyes as quickly at the very least. One mistake shouldn't be something you keep beating yourself up over Calvera. I know if I did that I'd never have time to learn from it." As Arminius talks he starts herding Calvera away from Kusuke and towards the Inn. With the way she keeps looking at him it's clear that his presence is doing something to exacerbate the problem.
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Arminius doesn't notice the blush that formed on Calvera's cheeks, or at least if he does he didn't say anything. Instead he shrugs and stretches out a little. "I don't know about you, but I'm pretty tired. I'd say we've done a lot today but I honestly have no idea how long it's been since I got up... Anyways, I'm thinking we should go to bed." After a moment of thought he pats Calvera's head with a smile. "Great job out there by the way. We couldn't have done it without you."
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Aquila nods and takes a seat as it was offered.
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"Just don't look her in the eye, she looks like the uh... Creepy type." Iris smacks Arminius on the arm cutely. As she pouts she scolds him. "Master, that's mean. I mean, I wouldn't mind watching but I won't do anything bad..." The look on her face calls that into question.
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Arminius shrugs at Calvera's question. "Looked like a giant eyeball. Maybe the product of some necromancer going a bit crazed? Here, let's ask her." Those with magical affinity can feel something in the air going to work as Arminius' runes glow pink. Bits of the big eye are grabbed and smushed into a vaguely humanoid shape by the remaining essence of the soul, picking the path of least resistance to it's new form. The pile of gore is quickly covered by a layer of red skin, then white hair is applied to the head, red streaks calling to mind the optic nerves of the original beast. Finally, the creature opens it's single large eye as it's clothes form... Those from modern eras would note a resemblance to the style of an Idol, or perhaps a magic girl. The girl flashes a shark-like grin as she strikes a pose. "Never fear, the Idol from the city of R'lyeh, Iris is here!" Arminius stares at his new minion like he suddenly regrets his decision to make her.
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"I have a list of things I'll need, but it can wait." Arminius goes to loiter around Calvera for the time being.
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Continue trying to attack the First P.Beowulf
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Flanagan tries attacking P.Beowulf1 again. Basically.
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Flanagan shrugged at the instructions. He didn't think he was leader material personally, but it was too late to point that out. As he starts up his Chainsaw he nods to Embla. "I've got your back, hit 'em from the front. The rest of you... Try flanking them or somethin' just don't get yourselves killed doing something stupid. As I was goin' over...~" With that Flanagan starts his merry jog into battle, hopefully with everyone coming after. Touch Embla. Basic attack Beowulf 1.
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Flanagan, going Northwest from 13,20.
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Aquila shrugged. "Kind of. I was hoping to see if I could catch some of the troops training or sparing since I feel I'm most qualified to give pointers on stuff like that. You wouldn't believe how many people I've seen not watching properly during a fight." Aquila gestures to show it's a number bordering on pretty much all the people he's seen fight.
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Arminius fires at the Eye. Fingers picks up a heart and uses it on Calvera. "'Ere you go Miss Calvera!"
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Aquila goes to get a drink, finally. And then he goes to watch the people sparring. He figures that's the area of expertise he's most able to help with.
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Flanagan pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head at the display. He sends Elma an apologetic look as the Lucha finishes his spiel.
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Aquila will go to the Armory.
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Flanagan stands and nods to Elma. His outfit is the standard for him, being some dark green pants and a red long sleeved shirt. He doesn't look especially grim about the situation but he does seem sufficiently sympathetic. His chainsaw swings a little bit on his back as he moves. "As you know I'm Flanagan Ruaidhri, one of the blades in this colony. My semblance causes one of my comrades to heal as I do in combat. My weapon is called Claíomh Solais... I must say, I'm glad to be able to get a chance to help other people like this. Never felt right hiding behind the walls of the colony." With everything of import said as far as he could tell, Flanagan sits down again with a second nod.
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He's a Hired Gun, but he doesn't leave his post when the cash runs out.
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Arminius fires at a Cataract eye. Fingers stands there looking cute.
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Aquila stared down at the small woman in amazment. Mainly because of how small she is. Like, if he had to guess she'd say she's about a foot and a half shorter than him. If he wasn't so polite he'd probably have said something rude, but instead he just nodded to the gathered people before pointing a thumb at himself. "I'm Aquila Aurelianus, they call me a Conqueror where I come from."
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"...Shit, what was it again... Oh yeah, the Japanese. Which is weird since I've never heard of a land by that name..." Aquila scratches his head in though.
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[OOC] ✗enoblade Remnant
kj1225 replied to Shamitako's topic in Unofficial Official RP Club's General
Flanagan is here to have a ball. -
Aquila's eyebrows shoot up at that. He takes a moment to think before responding. "Well, everyone has stories about the greatest of their champions that could probably rival that. But you're right, you do seem to be a cut above normal people where I'm from... By the way, did I say something wrong when I was asking you that? Should I refer to The Chosen by their other name?"
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Aquila turns to look at the templar. "So what are you supposed to be, some kind of glowy... samurai? The Chosen don't have that where I'm from yet."