Tidius@t2waveTidius let out a satisfied sound, as Ariel changed again, seemingly unconcerned that she had appeared sick.
"I just used the lacrima on you. It had earth magic stored in it" he said, chuckling softy,
"it's like...you absorb the magic. Curious. Can you use other magic, in these forms, or just the one type?" He asked, moving over to exam other lacrima's.
Jarvis@burthstoneJarvis glanced around at the crowd, not concerned, and looked back to Mayt as he woke, nodding as the S class mage spoke, frowning at the mention of bandits. He shifted, taking out another lacrima, and holding it out to the person that had spoken,
"This is a prison lacrima, it will trap them. It already has the magic in it required. You just break it, it reforms with them in it" Jarvis explained, looking back to Mayt.
He sighed heavily,
"This is why we have been telling everyone to take someone else with them, but no harm done." Jarvis said,
"What's wrong with the train?"PennyPenny was taken aback by Damian's tone. Had she done something wrong? It seemed the only way to make sure Amelia got food, short of shoving it down the girls throat, and that just seemed violent. She hesitated. Things had seemed so easy, when they were training, but now it seemed like she sucked at relationships, just as she did at friendships.
But then she suddenly smiled.
"I can cook, you know, if that's what you are worried about" She looked back to Amelia, waiting for her response.
Nash vs Phyrra battle part twoPyrrha watched as Nash tossed his card up into the air. She had been expecting it to explode and lauch some sort of magical attack at her. While it did explode, she had not been expecting the card to turn into a massive whale-man thing. She heard the crowd behind her gasp and some kid shout something about a 'giant fishy man' but she didn't have time to pay attention to them. When the creature began to dive, she had to move out of the way way to avoid being crushed by the creature herself. When Nash got a clear view of her again, the air around her would be moving, not unlike heatwaves deep in a desert at midday.
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I was going to just test you a bit first. But now, I guess I just have to go all out from the get-go." She said, holding out her arm. She snapped her fingers, causing a ring of fire to appear around Nash. He had a split second to react before the ring erupted into a collum of flame that would do more then singe his cloths and hair.
"Whoop!" Much like his partner, Nash executed a dive to escape the rising flame. Rather than entering sand like water, the man smacked into the ground face-first, though with the added bonus of not being burnt to a crisp. In his current position, however, he was in no shape to attack or defend himself.
Fortunately, with a great
BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, Salvoy the World came to his friend's defense. He erupted from the ground directly beneath Pyrrha in an explosion of sand, flying into the air and taking the flame wizard with him. He landed at about the same time as Nash rose to his feet, though that itself occurred a moment before Pyrrha hit the ground.
"You're now..." they began. Man and whale struck a pose: standing perfectly rigid with the right hand in a salute, though with fingers positioned in an L.
"...in a World of hurt!" Both suppressed their laughter, well aware of how goofy they looked and fully prepared to roll with it.
Pyrrha instictively looked at the ground a split second before Salvoy erupted from it like a geyser. The impact sent her flying up into the air and stunned her, creating a bruise nearly the size of her whole torso. Shaking it off and trying to ignore the pain, she looked down in time to see Salvoy strike his pose and hear what he had to say. She immediately became enraged, both at the fact that they were taunting her and that the two had the gall to do that in the middle of the match.
Above the whale-man, what looked like a small ball of flame formed before rocketing down towards Salvoy. Pyrrha landed on the creature's head, surrounded by flames, and drew her sword, also encased in flames, before stabbing down, to see if the weapon could even harm the summon.
"Ow, ow, ow!" Salvoy yelped, dancing around. The layer of blubber around his skull meant that the thrust hadn't hit anything important, but that did little to assuage the hurt.
"Poor manners to hit a man while he's taunting!" Bunching his muscles, the World dove for the ground again. It was a toss-up, however, if he would simply smush Pyrrha beneath his weight, or sink through the earth with her on top of him.
