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Magic is very 'do what ya want with it' in my books. ^_^ So long as you stick to the character's speciality/rank with it.
So~
I'll think about posting some time this weekend.
I'll think about posting some time this weekend.
I liked your little Moritz HUD above the post, Hamster XD
But seriously, I've been ignoring this a little too much. I'll get a couple'a Germans done this weekend.
But seriously, I've been ignoring this a little too much. I'll get a couple'a Germans done this weekend.
As the Red Army began deploying over the Volga, a child in a winter coat with a short rifle slung over their shoulder watched on as men were hastily organised and prepared for war. The bombed out officers' outpost was pretty quiet, save for Alisa's commander discussing something important with somebody higher up in the chain of command. The message courier was tagging along with Lt. Andrei Petrovich, not really informed of what he was doing or where he was going. He simply needed someone to run errands, and that was Alisa's job.
"...That's a lot of soldiers." She told herself.
"Little one, come." Andrei beckoned as he started off into the ruined city once again. Alisa snapped back into life and dashed after the Lieutenant, taking her short rifle off it's sling in case it had to be used. The way home was through old pipelines, bombed out buildings and the like. These safer ways were used by ally and enemy, the battle lines not quite clear as they changed so damned often. Alisa had met more than one Soviet with a scoped rifle crawling around these ruins, drains, pipelines and debris-filled buildings. They were paths meant for the little messenger, as open ground would earn her a bullet in the brainpan, regardless of age or threat.
"...That's a lot of soldiers." She told herself.
"Little one, come." Andrei beckoned as he started off into the ruined city once again. Alisa snapped back into life and dashed after the Lieutenant, taking her short rifle off it's sling in case it had to be used. The way home was through old pipelines, bombed out buildings and the like. These safer ways were used by ally and enemy, the battle lines not quite clear as they changed so damned often. Alisa had met more than one Soviet with a scoped rifle crawling around these ruins, drains, pipelines and debris-filled buildings. They were paths meant for the little messenger, as open ground would earn her a bullet in the brainpan, regardless of age or threat.
"Yeah~" Misa rolled over, "...Everything will work itself out. I'm sure."
Rico cheerfully smirked, "And then it'll be back to the fight! I just got this weird feeling everything's about to take a turn for the worst. But whatever... We handled a bunch of S-Classers and didn't die, I'll bet we could handle worse!" he laughed nervously.
"So... Are you from the Academy?"
Somewhere in the Highlands...
The dark glow from a massive purple lacrima crystal dimly illuminated the dungeon through it's small windows. A white-haired young man grunted and twitched at the light, something he hadn't seen in days now. There was another with him in the large dungeon chamber. Their captors needed not chain them up whilst they were already mentally bound to her will. They could still think for themselves, speak for themselves, but they couldn't act on their own initiative if she didn't want them to.
"So, I have to apologise again... I am so sorry for killing you, Takashi." Zephyr said for about the 43rd time since their capture. The Ice and Lightning Dragon Slayers had absolutely nothing to do but wait. Minerva had something in mind...
Rico cheerfully smirked, "And then it'll be back to the fight! I just got this weird feeling everything's about to take a turn for the worst. But whatever... We handled a bunch of S-Classers and didn't die, I'll bet we could handle worse!" he laughed nervously.
"So... Are you from the Academy?"
Somewhere in the Highlands...
The dark glow from a massive purple lacrima crystal dimly illuminated the dungeon through it's small windows. A white-haired young man grunted and twitched at the light, something he hadn't seen in days now. There was another with him in the large dungeon chamber. Their captors needed not chain them up whilst they were already mentally bound to her will. They could still think for themselves, speak for themselves, but they couldn't act on their own initiative if she didn't want them to.
"So, I have to apologise again... I am so sorry for killing you, Takashi." Zephyr said for about the 43rd time since their capture. The Ice and Lightning Dragon Slayers had absolutely nothing to do but wait. Minerva had something in mind...
"So, this is the Tablet..." The silver-haired teenager spoke to herself as her echoing steps filled the empty temple. The white horse remained outside, not tied up as Rei knew it wouldn't run off. In fact, 'Yuki' as she named him was quite fond of people.
It was a long, wide hall which was well lit by decorative lantern placements and chandeliers filled with candles. One could assume the unattended candles would have melted a long time ago, and the lanterns burned out, but there was a strange feeling resonating from this place - it was magic that kept this timeless temple in pristine condition. The large golden stone, etched with an ancient language glistened at the end of the temple, it too released it's own kind of magical energy. But was that real magic, or a mental illusion formed by curiosity? Rei stood back from the carvings with her arms folded and her head tilted to one side whilst she tried to make out what it said. The language was nothing like her own clans, or the common tongue used by all.
The young Samurai's attention was completely absorbed by the Golden Tablet's unknown writings as she waited for the other representatives to show...
Aura raised herself on her tiptoes and held the letter up to the older Mage, "It's a quest of some sort, Ms. Craïs. The Council wants us both to go on it," she explained. Whilst it was being read by Craïs, Aura couldn't help but examine the redheaded, tanned young woman's figure and face with a curious expression. Craïs was easily one of the prettiest mages little Aura had ever seen. Unbeknownst to the child, her jaw had dropped somewhere along the line as she continued staring.
When I get older, I wonder if I'll be like her... Thought the pale-haired girl.
It was a long, wide hall which was well lit by decorative lantern placements and chandeliers filled with candles. One could assume the unattended candles would have melted a long time ago, and the lanterns burned out, but there was a strange feeling resonating from this place - it was magic that kept this timeless temple in pristine condition. The large golden stone, etched with an ancient language glistened at the end of the temple, it too released it's own kind of magical energy. But was that real magic, or a mental illusion formed by curiosity? Rei stood back from the carvings with her arms folded and her head tilted to one side whilst she tried to make out what it said. The language was nothing like her own clans, or the common tongue used by all.
The young Samurai's attention was completely absorbed by the Golden Tablet's unknown writings as she waited for the other representatives to show...
Aura raised herself on her tiptoes and held the letter up to the older Mage, "It's a quest of some sort, Ms. Craïs. The Council wants us both to go on it," she explained. Whilst it was being read by Craïs, Aura couldn't help but examine the redheaded, tanned young woman's figure and face with a curious expression. Craïs was easily one of the prettiest mages little Aura had ever seen. Unbeknownst to the child, her jaw had dropped somewhere along the line as she continued staring.
When I get older, I wonder if I'll be like her... Thought the pale-haired girl.
Not from me. Daedric artifacts are alright to have, ...especially the Wabbajack. XD
Oh yeah.. I forgot to mention something. The Dovahkiin him/herself can be entered by anyone into this RP. Whoever wants to, feel free to make it. xD
Awesome! I'll be adding another minor char, finish the other two and then I'll think about starting this. Or, waiting for Pyro sounds like a good idea.
That'd be 3 women and 4 men. I has two 'minor characters' attached to the bottom of Aria's CS. ^_^
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