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It's me, that dood, Citrus Arms. I'm 33, I sometimes work on a book a little bit, and I play a lot of games. I like me some MechWarrior or the X-Frontier series, but I also adore some good magic-fantasy. I grew up with Final Fantasy VI's magitech world, and worlds like Chrono Trigger, Zelda, and Star Fox. Lots of Nintendo, but some other stuff, too.

I like sci-fi and fantasy and space and combinations thereof, mostly. I have a setting take takes place after a galactic apocalypse, in a galaxy of recovering empires and new interstellar nations rising from the ashes, all while machinations from the apocalypse cause a rise in magic.

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Yes, Lumina is also there. I'm terrible at mentions.

... Did someone say "shoot beams of light from my palms"? Funny story about that...
Lumina Lusteria, the Lustrous
Taco Time - Special Holding Cell


"Why'm I..." What, the fact she didn't talk like these blokes? Should she just cover it all the time, then? Sounded bothersome. "Eh, it comes an' goes. You looked pretty funny in that dress, too, didn' ya?"
But in the end, Kieth was the first to claim he didn't know anything. He said he was Athos from the future, which was supposed to be how he knew it was coming. It was true that a coming cataclysm could be anything. The vision and the Seers' wisdom together provided only a certain perspective, though it was the Seers' job to not only receive but interpret the vision. Normally, others might get involved in the interpretation, but this one had been handled more carefully.
So supposing he was from the future, that would make him... Probably a key component of the catastrophy. There was more to ask him, but without more information, she couldn't know what. It was a preposterous thing in the first place, but she couldn't count it out in the face of a great unknown cataclysm. Unlikely as it was.
"Ok, Mr. From-the-future-cataclysm..." She tried to reach her aura out to read him, but she couldn't seem like she was taking him too seriously, either. Not that she put much stock in his words anyway. This guy was hard to read normally, either he was just a bit crazy or he was telling the truth. Or both. Time travel would probably do that to you. Would trying to get a read on him this way even help? "If you're from the future, then wha' do you remember? I jus' so 'appen to be chasing a calamity. If wha' you say is true, then this city seems, indeed, to be my destination. But that's a lot to go on from a- well, sorry to say it, but you come off as a little looney, don't you?" She was tempted to stick her arms through the iron bars and lean, but she didn't know what kind of power enchanted then. Could be painful.
She took another look at Kieth. If what he said was true, that could have made him looney. But, again. That's a big if. "Tell you what. I can go and put your memory to the test. Then we'll know if you're on the mark or not." She really wanted for a solid lead, anyway. This was about as good as she could expect. She couldn't just go around asking any ol' body, she saw how the Court Mage reacted.

Today - Weird Gym


"'Kill Moves'? People buy into stuff like that?" She kind of wanted to wreck up the place on principle, but the laws here were different. And that may or may not actually be what they're selling. She couldn't really come up with and anything catchier or as easy to remember that also got the point across. Made of stone, so lots of greys and browns. Nothing to draw the eye besides the name. Inconspicuous. And yet, in being so, it became the perfect suspect.

She'd come with all her gear, today. She'd gotten some leather armor pieces, since the previous day, seeing as she was in such a dangerous place. It was layered over the blue button-up and dark grey slacks. The crystal pack on her back glowed softly, wrapped in a frame of some white metal, which was sat into the harness she wore for it. The white mantle she wore was crafted to rest around the pack, the designs remaining undisturbed by its presence.

The captain spoke, and she considered the question. "Is there a rear entrance? We could enter from there, first, and if things so south... If there's no upper floor, I can fire off a signal. I'd hate to hit someone with that, though."
Lumina Lusteria, the Lustrous


They weren't giving up, despite the death of a public official. Good. She wanted to find the person that had done that, and that would likely be easier with the force of this team to shake the hornet's nest. There was, however, something she wanted to do, since she had the chance. "Well, if that's where he is, then I have some questions of my own for him." With a respectful bow, Lumina started to make her way down to the dungeons.

The court mage had been less than helpful in the persuit of her own mission, succumbing to fear in the face of the revelation from the Seers. He had seen to it that she was provided for, and that was some help, but not what she needed. Kieth, however, seemed to already anticipate such a catastrophy, and was planning some way to deal with it. He would not be so easily spooked.

She came to the cell, where she could see the man within. She could feel some kind of power from the cell, itself. The guards looked tough. "Z'at you, Kieth? I've got some questions t' ask you. Nothin' to do with your bein' in here, mind yuh. Just wanted to know more about why you're so eager to leave the city. You mentioned some kind of catastrophy, before, hadn't you?"
Lumina Lusteria, the Lustrous


"I'm fine, thank you." Lumina looked behind with a wary smile, at the words of concern.

"He's dead. We can't do anything for him now."


"... Yeah. I know." She knew Juan was lost. There were certain rites she wanted to perform, but it seemed as though he had moved on without confusion. Good. Someone came and gave her summons to the citadel. She would be along in a moment, but first she wanted one of those cards. She spoke some words for Juan softly before rising and moving to the cards today had embedded themselves in the ground. She carefully drew her power out of her arm and crunched down to retrieve one of the cards. The aura of whatever person threw this was probably still on it. She carefully tucked it away before responding to the summons.

~~~~~

This whole thing left a bad taste in her mouth. A million things she could have done even just slightly differently, but she shouldn't get caught up in that. Beating herself up isn't going to change anything. Their newest associate gave an introduction, and she learned good ol' Kieth North was in the building. She'd definitely have to visit him.

She turned to Rimilian, curious, "are you from around here? I come from a land out at sea, myself." Especially now that he took the mask off, his scent was different from most of the things she found around here.
Trinity Stratos
Tenrou Island

Though she predictably failed to pierce the red dragon's hide, she seemed successful in her strike. She pushed off the dragon and bound hey way across the sand, she took up a defensive position in front of Karn. She was ready to hold her line, but the dragons had stopped.

She felt it, first. The magic that was part of her felt it for her. Some she'd never felt before and hoped never to feel again. A foul kind of magic that she couldn't find the words to describe. And then she saw him. She heard his name, a name on par with the devil for his place in music culture. Only, somehow, he was worse. His very presence was death and destruction.

Karn let out a final burst of power before collapsing. "Dammit...!" She did her best to help him up, prop him on her shoulder. "We've got to find Mithera, where did she go? We need to stay together." With the white beam of light to help support them like a staff, she might just manage dragging Karn off to the sidelines.
Lumina Lusteria, the Lustrous


What-? No! The first thing she felt was the slightest tension on her hair. Her attempts to secure their target were thwarted so soundly and decisively as a dead man. At first, she couldn't believe this man has just been snuffed out so quickly and quietly, right in front of her. But there it was. It took her just a moment to compose herself, shaken though she was.

She needed to focus. Juan was murdered... and Kieth? They were gone, but... There were cards lodged in the ground, there. Had there been an attempt on one of them, too? But, for right now... Juan.

She wavered as she looked at him. It disturbed her, that someone could do this to another. And with something as plain as playing cards, it was vile. "... Lay him on the ground a moment. Let me look at him." She hoped he was able to move on peacefully, at least. It had been painless, but dying unconscious... you wouldn't even know what happened.

Was he still there?
Aaahg, why'd I have her put away the buckler? It's small enough she could just keep it on...

Can I retcon that little detail? xP although... Ah, no. It goes on her hip, nevermind. Just turn it on and crouch.
Lumina Lusteria, the Lustrous


They managed to capture the man. Her ally used ice magic to freeze Keith in place. Keith forfeited his weapon and surrendered, a wise move at this point. She put away her short crystal handle and buckler. The other combatant approached and started asking questions. "What, you didn't hear him introduce himself? Keith North. Ah, we should handle interrogation later. Right now, I need you to make sure he's kept safe while he's defenseless. I need to talk to him, but right now, my party and I are here... to-" she'd been looking around, aware that they were here for another objective. The carriage was ajar. She spotted the unconscious figure being carried, put two and two together, and away she went.

The guy carrying whom she assume was Juan was a big guy. He has Juan on his shoulder. She just had to grab him and get away. She ran on approach, hoping to catch the pair off-guard. Maybe if she jumped from far enough away, she could get the drop in them. She'd jump, try to land on the big guy's shoulder (the unoccupied shoulder, naturally), grab Juan, and launch off his shoulder to get away again, this time with a man in her arms. Now, where did those knights come from? She should warp out with Juan and come back for Keith.
Oh, yeah. Me. Righteo.
Trinity Stratos
Tenrou Island

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"You're just gonna go toe-to-toe?" That didn't seem like a good idea. She couldn't leave the Karns at a time like this, though, so she climbed into his back properly. "This is incredibly reckless, just so you know." Like she really had to tell him.
Karn charged the dragon while Trinity scoured her mind for anything she knew about dragons. It was mostly from old folk songs. It was said only Dragon Slayer magic could win this fight. If Karn could transform into a dragon, was that good enough? They'd find out, she supposed.
Karn's assault was vicious, but not enough. He was knocked off his feet and Trinity leapt from his back to avoid being crushed. With the others pitching in, their assault against the dragon was going... well?
She felt her strength surge, just the boost she needed to defend Karn against any further retaliation from this dragon. "Energy Make: Spiked Mallet; Boost Pad." A long-handled mallet formed in her hand and she crouched, putting a hand to the ground to make a pad. But she was forgetting herself.
She jumped off the pad at high speed and spun, bringing the hammer for an overhead smash. The mallet head exploded in impact, and she let her momentum change upward, the change in weight and the force carrying her into the air. She went to reform her mallet head, but... The jump pad had taken too much. Her make dissintigrated in her hand, and just in time for her to see the dragons arrive.
She was dead if she didn't do something. Where she was, without magic to defend herself...
But there was something there. She could feel... Energy, in her palm. Not her own. As she closed her hand around it, it condensed into a single, white shaft. Not the usual gold. But there were no time for questions. The minstrel grabbed her spear? and poised herself for a plunging strike onto the dragon below her. She could only hope to stun it and make an opening for Karn or a Dragon Slayer.
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