Well, Nunque does have quite the adept power of mind, but he's also batshit crazy, so... idk, Amuné has an adept defense. Do whatever is most likely for her. Nunque is, in his own way, trying to be cautious not to bring his vision to life. It'd be easier to give me a freebie, but Nunque does like his fun, and I'd also enjoy seeing Amuné fight back. Your choice.
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As a role player, I like to play my characters in a way that enthralls others. If I can make people care about my character and what happens to him/her, then I feel I have succeeded. My play style is very much about having fun, but its also about challenging others to make choices and grow their characters.
I am a military member without many ways to outlet the stress of life, so I come to role playing to get away and get lost in the worlds we create. I love to write and I have been doing it for years. I'm not afraid to hop into a super serious, super in-depth thread, nor am I afraid to take part in your typical high school RP. If it interests me, I want to jump in and start driving the story.
I am a military member without many ways to outlet the stress of life, so I come to role playing to get away and get lost in the worlds we create. I love to write and I have been doing it for years. I'm not afraid to hop into a super serious, super in-depth thread, nor am I afraid to take part in your typical high school RP. If it interests me, I want to jump in and start driving the story.
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Lya turned a faint red when she saw Amuné on Jareth. It wasn't jealousy, she was embarrassed. She frozen, trying unsuccessfully not to let her eyes widen in surprise. She fidgeted with her hands for a moment before drawing a breath and opening her mouth to talk, but no words came out. She held there for a second before regaining her composure and relaxing. Looking down at the floor, Lya smiled at herself for being stupid.
"I was going to see if you wanted to come with me to see some cool stuff around here since you're not staying long..." she looked up at Amuné, then shifted her eyes to Jareth. "But um.. you're busy, so I.. uh, well I... guess I'll just go.."
She felt so dumb standing there, rambling like a schoolgirl. She was a princess! Even the great Tsitukaiza Sealious hadn't done this to her! She turned, conspicuously disappointed as she bit her lip and hesitantly walked back toward her own room where she could beat her head against the wall and call herself an idiot a couple times.
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Nunque met a wall of mental defense that spiked upon his arrival. Physically he popped his neck so loud that the metal door faintly reverberated the sound. He withdrew his prod and giggled girlishly. "Oh, Big Sister. You're a tricky one aren't you?"
This was Nunque's stomping ground, though. While his mind was unhinged and unstable, his powers as a mental chakra user were superb. He formed a three-layered prod. The first layer was a sense of worry that anyone in Big Sister's position would possess. To keep his focus, he began to gnaw on his left index finger. The second layer was a cloaking layer of his own design. It would hide beneath the sense of worry, but it was thick enough to cover the third layer. The third layer had two feelings. One was assurance that everything was okay and that she would be safe. The other was that pull towar the leader. He mixed them into an over sense that giving Tsitua a chance was at least worth the trouble of traveling up and aboard this craft.
He marveled at his brilliant design. It was a noble gesture to be applied with slightly deceitful means. These means we're a necessary evil, however, and soon enough Big Sister would See that, but not until Nunque was sure she was ready.
The three-layered prod would take a simple approach. Her spiked defense would attack the negative influence, allowing the hidden one to pass through. He pushed his prod gingerly into Big Sister's mind, almost hoping it wouldn't work just for funnzies. That wasn't likely, but he had chosen her for a reason.
Blood was blotting his white scrub pants as it dropped from his near-mangled finger.
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Orion breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't in their territory, for now. "Yes, I'll come see you soon, but I have to go for now." He stood, allowing the pushed-out stitches to fall to the floor. He looked to the others around him, "Thank you all. The Circle is in your debt. I'm in your debt. If you ever need us, simply pray for us. We'll come."
With that, he left. He made his way out of the city, to an adjacent farmland on the outskirts.
Leader, we have a problem. Send Cain.
@shylarah so I have a problem. I meant to write this in such a way that Orion ended up at the train station with them, but I messed that up because I was fixed on Nunque's vision. Sooo I may have to do some editing around, or maybe you can just forgive me for being a dummy and pretend he was never on the subway train? ... .-. *derp*]
"I was going to see if you wanted to come with me to see some cool stuff around here since you're not staying long..." she looked up at Amuné, then shifted her eyes to Jareth. "But um.. you're busy, so I.. uh, well I... guess I'll just go.."
She felt so dumb standing there, rambling like a schoolgirl. She was a princess! Even the great Tsitukaiza Sealious hadn't done this to her! She turned, conspicuously disappointed as she bit her lip and hesitantly walked back toward her own room where she could beat her head against the wall and call herself an idiot a couple times.
****
Nunque met a wall of mental defense that spiked upon his arrival. Physically he popped his neck so loud that the metal door faintly reverberated the sound. He withdrew his prod and giggled girlishly. "Oh, Big Sister. You're a tricky one aren't you?"
This was Nunque's stomping ground, though. While his mind was unhinged and unstable, his powers as a mental chakra user were superb. He formed a three-layered prod. The first layer was a sense of worry that anyone in Big Sister's position would possess. To keep his focus, he began to gnaw on his left index finger. The second layer was a cloaking layer of his own design. It would hide beneath the sense of worry, but it was thick enough to cover the third layer. The third layer had two feelings. One was assurance that everything was okay and that she would be safe. The other was that pull towar the leader. He mixed them into an over sense that giving Tsitua a chance was at least worth the trouble of traveling up and aboard this craft.
He marveled at his brilliant design. It was a noble gesture to be applied with slightly deceitful means. These means we're a necessary evil, however, and soon enough Big Sister would See that, but not until Nunque was sure she was ready.
The three-layered prod would take a simple approach. Her spiked defense would attack the negative influence, allowing the hidden one to pass through. He pushed his prod gingerly into Big Sister's mind, almost hoping it wouldn't work just for funnzies. That wasn't likely, but he had chosen her for a reason.
Blood was blotting his white scrub pants as it dropped from his near-mangled finger.
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Orion breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't in their territory, for now. "Yes, I'll come see you soon, but I have to go for now." He stood, allowing the pushed-out stitches to fall to the floor. He looked to the others around him, "Thank you all. The Circle is in your debt. I'm in your debt. If you ever need us, simply pray for us. We'll come."
With that, he left. He made his way out of the city, to an adjacent farmland on the outskirts.
Leader, we have a problem. Send Cain.
@shylarah so I have a problem. I meant to write this in such a way that Orion ended up at the train station with them, but I messed that up because I was fixed on Nunque's vision. Sooo I may have to do some editing around, or maybe you can just forgive me for being a dummy and pretend he was never on the subway train? ... .-. *derp*]
I've always got a plan lol, you should know this by now XD @shylarah
@shylarahoh Ima make Jareth the ship's heartthrob lol
It's more of a ship than a space station... lol. Don't worry, I've got plans. @shylarah
@shylarahAfter assuring the two that everything was in control, despite the insanity of their Seer. He told them about his unstable nature and that he himself had requested to be locked up. Too many people had died.
After that, he showed them to their rooms and gave them the rest of the day to relax.
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Lya waited somewhat nervously outside Jareth's room. She felt silly for having a crush on him, especially with him being so close to that other girl. Would she be opposed to him being interested in a space fairing demon hunter? She bit her lip and considered returning to her own room, but her hand was already raised to knock. She winced and knocked, but it was a little soft. Could he hear that? She considered knocking again, but then if he had heard it she would seem overzealous if she rapped again. But then she would be standing there like a fool if he didnt hear it.
She waited in anticipation. If a couple minutes went by with no answer, she would take it as a sign and walk away.
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Nunque gently reached out with his mind. He would give Big Sister a feeling, a pull toward Tsitua. His plan was to get her to trust their leader. He needed her to trust him. Her life would depend on it.
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"Queen was there." Orion said softly, looking up at the light above him. "She was different though. She had some kind of power I wasn't prepared for. Then something hit me. I'm almost certain it was Wolf because she had to shout at him to let me live." He shifted his ghoulish gaze to Cera, "But I couldn't defend myself. I couldn't move. It was like Vampire compulsion, but much stronger. Had I been able to move, I could have beaten Wolf easily, but I couldn't."
He was perplexed. How could a ghoul possibly have an ability like that? It was definitely not natural. He had to have taken it from something, or someone. And those eyes. The blue in them. Orion had the feeling that the world of ghouls was about to be shaken, and as the blood warrior who brought all ghouls into the world, he was responsible.
He couldn't stay in that hotel. That zone was too hot. He wondered... "Cera, where do you live?" He asked. He had to make sure his new friend wasn't too close to the danger. He had grown fond of her in the short time of knowing her. With a little convincing, perhaps his leader might let her train with them. Probably not, but the thought was worth considering.
After that, he showed them to their rooms and gave them the rest of the day to relax.
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Lya waited somewhat nervously outside Jareth's room. She felt silly for having a crush on him, especially with him being so close to that other girl. Would she be opposed to him being interested in a space fairing demon hunter? She bit her lip and considered returning to her own room, but her hand was already raised to knock. She winced and knocked, but it was a little soft. Could he hear that? She considered knocking again, but then if he had heard it she would seem overzealous if she rapped again. But then she would be standing there like a fool if he didnt hear it.
She waited in anticipation. If a couple minutes went by with no answer, she would take it as a sign and walk away.
****
Nunque gently reached out with his mind. He would give Big Sister a feeling, a pull toward Tsitua. His plan was to get her to trust their leader. He needed her to trust him. Her life would depend on it.
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"Queen was there." Orion said softly, looking up at the light above him. "She was different though. She had some kind of power I wasn't prepared for. Then something hit me. I'm almost certain it was Wolf because she had to shout at him to let me live." He shifted his ghoulish gaze to Cera, "But I couldn't defend myself. I couldn't move. It was like Vampire compulsion, but much stronger. Had I been able to move, I could have beaten Wolf easily, but I couldn't."
He was perplexed. How could a ghoul possibly have an ability like that? It was definitely not natural. He had to have taken it from something, or someone. And those eyes. The blue in them. Orion had the feeling that the world of ghouls was about to be shaken, and as the blood warrior who brought all ghouls into the world, he was responsible.
He couldn't stay in that hotel. That zone was too hot. He wondered... "Cera, where do you live?" He asked. He had to make sure his new friend wasn't too close to the danger. He had grown fond of her in the short time of knowing her. With a little convincing, perhaps his leader might let her train with them. Probably not, but the thought was worth considering.
So just for the record, I'm going to write the Orion arc in little episodes sprinkled throughout the thread that will come together in the end with the main arc. So with that, I will write up my post! ( ..); @shylarah
Boom. I'm on fire today! @shylarah
@shylarahOrion awoke quite suddenly. His eyes snapped open black and red with veins trailing across his orbitals. The flesh in his hand smelled.. different, but that wasn't the scent that caught his attention. Cera was close. He could smell her, and what seemed to be a half-breed celestial. He tried to turn his head, but he was too weak. He couldn't move his arm either. With a labored breath he voiced her name again. This human wasn't going to feed him surely, but a vampire might be more inclined.
He took a moment to remember what happened. Had he been able to move, he would have shuddered. Ghouls weren't supposed to be that strong, and he hadn't prepared to use more than one kagune. He had walked in blind and now look where he was. As soon as he was healed, preparations needed to be made.
He drew a rather painful breath again and called out a little louder, "Cera!" He choked on the word, tried to cough and subsequently moved a little too much. A couple stitches popped, but nothing serious. When he was settled, he tried to even his breath. Even with a full stomach he had managed to get this badly injured. He would need backup next time.
He barely got a whisper out the third time he called for his new friend. He wanted to sleep. He wanted to wake. He wanted to eat. All at the same time, "Cera, please."
He took a moment to remember what happened. Had he been able to move, he would have shuddered. Ghouls weren't supposed to be that strong, and he hadn't prepared to use more than one kagune. He had walked in blind and now look where he was. As soon as he was healed, preparations needed to be made.
He drew a rather painful breath again and called out a little louder, "Cera!" He choked on the word, tried to cough and subsequently moved a little too much. A couple stitches popped, but nothing serious. When he was settled, he tried to even his breath. Even with a full stomach he had managed to get this badly injured. He would need backup next time.
He barely got a whisper out the third time he called for his new friend. He wanted to sleep. He wanted to wake. He wanted to eat. All at the same time, "Cera, please."
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