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And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

I wonder how long he shall keep his secret :O

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[Iratze]

@Blackmist16
Thankfully, the other god had much to say, stories to tell of his time away.

With his magic he made a book appeared. It was beautifully crafted, red with gold embroidery. She giggled at the small miracle. She appreciated seeing even his smallest tricks. She knew well how much small things mattered.

You would not know it from looking at her bright appearance, from rainbow hair and shimmering accessories, but inside all the colors had dulled. She was one who had lost her power and her purpose. The small goddess felt even smaller as each year past. Even though the situation was dire and the stakes were high, being around the other deities, carrying messages, and here with Armarion about to hear him spin a fantastic tale… She felt a little brighter on the inside, more like herself.

”I don’t suppose you will let me read this one….” She stopped speaking, noticing the tear on his cheek. She suspected then, that like herself, his time trapped on earth had not been so easy.

Then he whisked her aside. She, even in her earth-bound form, would seem as light as air. He stood close to her now, her back pressed into the wall near a doorway. She was shocked by what she heard him say.

The god had told her many stories, but never had divluged his true secrets. ’What could be so important to him? Why would he tell me?’

”True, you have known me long. And I have known you just as long... I knew you from the day the Sun and Moon birthed you.” Iratze had been constructed before the Sun and Moon had their children. ”You were then, as you are now, such a mystery to me… Full of magic and mischief and…” she cut herself off, he was trying to stay calm but also seemed ready to implode if he kept his secret any longer. ”Of course you can trust me. I keep all your words close to my heart.” She touched her chest over the place her heart would have been if she had been human. She remembered each of his stories as diligently as she remembered any official message.

She was nervous, she had carried secrets before, but they were always meant to be released to another. Never had such a message been for… well… for Iratze. That thought alone made her shiver, made this moment... Special. How could she refuse him?

”I will keep this secret for you, Armarion.”

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I have posted!

I'm going to play Iratze as oblivious!!!

Is this the god-of-secrets BEST kept secret? XD

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

[Iratze]

@Blackmist16

Iratze saw Armarion’s scowl just before she dipped her head to bow. His eyes full of storm clouds. She waited, then she was relieved to hear his voice greet her in a light pleasant tone. Thankfully he was not one to 'shoot the messenger'. She stood smiling. The storm in his eyes was gone, replaced by something else.

Iratze was perfectly oblivious to the way Armarion felt about her. He kept that secret too well.

Herself and Armarion had always been on friendly terms. Though she had carried many messages to and from the god of magic, she also spoke to him outside her work. She had always thought his interest in her derived from some hope she might unintentionally divulge information about the other gods and their business. Iratze liked listening to Armarion, she was always curious about what he might say... He knew so much, kept so many books… Yet, she never pried into his secrets. She imagined that if she ever did pry, Armarion would go all out rage mage and blast her to smithereens with magical missiles…

Yet, she did not fear the god. He could keep his secrets. Even to his own detriment...

“It has been a long time.” After the war the gods-on-earth drifted apart. They had less and less interest in speaking to one another, and therefore, less use for Iratze officially. Some kept in touch, but to others she was a reminder or days past and wished to avoid her, and more didn’t care either way. She drifted through the mortal world, running into the others from time to time.

“Of course I will.” She fell into step beside him, presumably, on their way to find Tetsuo. They left the park and began walking through the city. She noticed that peculiar expression on Armarions false face. It was... a glimmer in his eye. She had seen it there before but could not quite identify its meaning. Did he suspect she had her own secrets? Would she need to guard herself against the faceless god?

She had thought about Armarion in his absence from her life. She had thought about what she might say when she saw him again, but now that he was here the goddess felt herself floundering for words and blushing slightly with embarrassment. Then, finally...

“Are you still writing?” She asked in a bubbly voice. She had always liked to read his books. He didn’t let her read everything, of course, otherwise he would be a lousy god of secrets.

Hogwarts: Ignition - Year One

*poke poke everyone*

Hogwarts: Ignition - Year One

"Alright everyone. Let's get too it!" Oliver Wood marched around the courtyard, around the perimeter of the gathered students. "Form a line and lay the broom on the ground beside you."

"Flying is the greatest pleasure of being a wizard or witch! As you know it is very dangerous, blah-blah-blah I know your teachers have been telling you things like that all day. I remember! I was once a student here too! I got to play Quidditch! The best sport in the world, on the best team in the world!" He winked to the Gryffindor students. "If you get the hang of this and practice hard, you can try out for quidditch next week..." Then he stopped, frowning slightly for a short moment. "Most of you anyway... ANYWYAY! Hold out your hand over your broom, like so, and saaaaaaaay 'UP!'"

His broom jumped from the ground and into his hand. "That's the first step. Now you try." He marched back and forth around the line of students, observing their progress.

Torn Across the Rift

*tries to shock life back into IG thread*

Torn Across the Rift

VATA & XIII

"Yup. That's me." Twain approached XII holding out a hand for him to shake. "I'm Twain. Nice to meet-ya." He smiled a large crooked smile. He had blue eyes that twinkled with wisdom and mischief.

"A plane...?" Twain and the others had heard the racket, but had not seen the dragon nor the plane. "Shit. That would be TIGER!." He ran his hands through his long salt-and-sand hair.

"Gemma." He shot to the girl. "We might not have much time. Look around for anything that looks important, bag and tag... I want the chalk, pictures of any runes left behind, anything else wierd."

He turned back to XII, Vata, and Alexander. "We are going to hitch a ride home with TIGER. I'd like you all to come with us. I know you don't remember what happened, but something important happened here. Something bad." He looked at the body on the alter, she was still covered in a strangers coat. "You might be able to help us figure it out, and we can defiantly help you get out of here alive. What do you say guys?"

Charles & John

"That's John. Found him here..." Zesiro had handed John back his phaser. Zesiro knew most of the members of TIGER, their faces if not their names. The two teams crossed paths quite often, sometimes on missions, sometimes at HQ.

"I'm going to go off and distract the dragon!" John declared, and took off into the snow.

"What the fuck?" Zesiro exclaimed but it was too late.

John was running fired his weapon at the big red beast.

The dragon, with fire and molten metal dripping from between its teeth, looked up as the tiny beams of light touched its scales. Cocking its head to one side, then looking for the source of the irritant.

"Ah... Nice knowing you John! Let's get the fuck out of here..." Zesiro turned toward the castle.

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"She who relays my words and heeds others back is the one my heart holds dearest!"

Text from one of Armarion's books

@Blackmist16

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawe!