Aalakrys

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

Sure, that sounds fine. I have to run to the store, so I will begin later on this afternoon :)

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

Alrighty, sounds good. Are we starting with the arrival of the apprentices? My main will start off by himself as they arrive?

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

Ooh, you're not creating a character profile? We're kind of diving in ... let's see ... I could start, I suppose.

What's your other apprentice going to be like?

Rebellion

She will, don't worry. XP She's just tired right now.

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

My main character shall be Ygnatius, also fifteen once the spell happens.

Sage Appearance

Obvious eye color change ... Let's say we'll stick with the silver eyes. ^^;

Kid Appearance

Darcy, Age 15

Secondary Character

Rebellion

Haha, she's been calling him that the whole time in her mind. :P

Rebellion

Once Desdemona landed on her hind legs, she carefully sat Morgan's form on the ground against a support beam so that she wouldn't fall over - most times the magic of the sketchbook held her upright, but once she was moved from the summoning position it varied. When Desdemona turnred to see Lucy's brief examination held no emotion, as expected, her throat released quiet chitters. It was about as close as the reptilian could come to speaking. The sound of sirens was getting louder, and Lucy wasn't slow to announce their retreat plan. Morgan knew that they would be less inconspicuous if she were to release Desdemona's bond and immediately did so. The reptilian flesh began to flake away as if ash blowing in the breeze before her entire being crumbled into an ink puddle on the ground. The ash pieces floated around Morgan's body and landed on her skin, her soul returning, as the ink puddle slithered back towards the pages of the open book in her lap. Gasping in a breath of air, her lungs protesting in its minimal use, Morgan blinked a few times as her eye color melded back to its usual state.

Looking down to see that Desdemona had returned fully, she snapped the book shut and stood shakily, using the pillar for assistance as her back slid up it. Shoving her drawing pad back into her messenger bag, she looked to Lucy's retreating figure which was followed by her loud-mouth classmate. A weak smirk played at her lips as she shoved off and made to follow, listening to Jurano's idle chatter as he tore at his jacket. This was certainly an interesting group to form, she thought. A loud-mouth, a robot girl, and a maniacal soul-shifter. Perhaps we're all not what we seem, Morgan thought as she quietly followed, reserving her strength for the pursuit because summoning took a lot of out of her if she didn't have a moment to rest.

Angel With A Shotgun

Her attention had been captivated by the golden eyed, white haired divine sitting before her as he fumbled for words, her mind's curiosity and wonder pushing out all her negative emotions and thoughts temporarily. Watching him, her face crinkled slightly as her head tilted when he muttered to himself - angels certainly were not as well-versed and eloquent as she would've thought. Perhaps it was because he appeared to be so young, she thought just before he announced his title as her guarding angel.

Hearing that news stunned her once more, causing her to sit back straight up and her eyes to widen. As he went on, she could only blink at his words for a moment. The information he gave immediately turned her curiosity and wonder into sorrow and pain. Her clenched fist which had formed at the news rose to her chest as tears began to form and emotion was evident as she said, "I didn't want to cheat death. If you're my guardian angel, then you would see that. This life is meaningless and worthless. I'm just taking up resources that others who want to be here could be using."

Rebellion

Since the reptile went to go get Morgan, I ended my post as she was coming back just in case you wanted to say something. It didn't take too terribly long since she was just on the building next door. I wasn't sure if you guys would just leave or what. So. Yeah. ^^;

Rebellion

Lying in wait above, Desdemona had listened to the mechanical whirring of gears malfunctioning after she'd attacked and retreated to the smoke-filled beams above only for it to be followed with an impact blast. Cocking her head to the side to listen at its fall and narrowing her eyes to see through the ribbons of smoke as they cleared, she saw a third figure - possibly the one who'd dealt the final blow considering how Lucy had been clutching her arm before standing. The two exchanged words, and soon Desdemona was being beckoned down. Blinking her eyes and lifting her head from the arm it had been resting on, she slithered through the beams with ease before hopping down directly between the two still standing. Rearing her head back, she huffed. Morgan never had to speak using her creation's voice, and she didn't think Desdemona had one. Outwardly, Desdemona stomped a foot as she looked to Jurano and then to Lucy before looking up to the opening in the window she'd entered through. Spreading her leathery wings, she lifted off and hovered for a moment before heading towards the window.

Morgan's body was waiting where she'd left it, still staring without seeing as her hand resting on the notepad. Being inside of Desdemona's form always made her feel strange as she saw herself sitting lifelessly almost. Sometimes ... she was tempted to stay inside, not wanting to be a weak, lonely human girl again. This was one of these moments again - especially after the thrill of feeling those powerful claws tear through the biotic flesh. Bending down in the large reptilian form, Desdemona lifted Morgan and cradled her as she glided back down towards the warehouse. Tilting her head slightly for a moment, Morgan glimpsed at herself as they passed through the window together. She knew that if anything happened to her human body while her soul was outside of it, there was a chance she'd disappear completely once her hand left that drawing book.