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    1. Zoe Beringer 11 yrs ago

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hi there!
The foam of her ale dripped down the pewter mug and formed a puddle on the table. Zoe took a sip and then propped her feet up on one of the chairs casually.
As Zoe reached the door of the inn, she began evaluating the establishment for possibilities. The oak door swung open at the bequest of her pressed palm on the wood effortlessly. Sidling over to an empty table, Zoe took a seat next to the fire as she noted the trail of water leading upstairs. The proprietor nodded in greeting from behind the counter as Zoe scanned the mantle. "Do you have any ale per chance?"
Zoe's muscles locked and spasmed until Jericho finally relinquished his grip on her throat. The second the contact was broken deep fissures snapped beneath Zoe's feet sending scorched tile sky rocketing in the air. Zoe tilted her head to each side and tested her fingers as the effects of the electric shock disappeared. "This isn't over." Following the trail of dripping water from Micheal, she strode in the direction of the fleeing duo. With each step, the walls of the bath house wilted like sheets of burnt parchment and the remaining water sizzled into a thick vapor.
The coursing electricity limited Zoe's focus as she struggled to pool her magic toward her to deflect Jericho's energy. The bruised water drained of its color and slipped back to its usual physical properties with a harmless splash and the wounded walls slowed their seeping and began to seam together again.
WizardGirl said
Yay, another sucker for the oldies...


Most definitely. I just need an obnoxious catch phrase to throw out there every time I appear. I have already decided that every time I do a kick move my foot will make a "K'Tang!" sound when in comes in contact with something.
((Sorry Creed didn't see your post earlier.)) The electricity sung through her body causing Zoe's knees buckled briefly. As soon as her knee made contact with the floor, the tiles began to flake off and skitter toward Jericho at an alarmingly fast pace.
I believe Hemlock is about to go on a murder spree. I know villain's really shouldn't reveal their evil plan, but I'm a sucker for heroes foiling my plots.
Zoe traced a twining symbol into the water. "This is going to hurt." The ooze began to envelope Micheal and simultaneously drag him toward the larger body of water in the bath. Strolling away from the tiled bath and following the perimeter of the room, Zoe allowed her hands to glide over the walls. Under her touch, the walls took on a sickly wound like quality seeping black sludge and crumbling at the edges.
The bruised water spilled over the tiles encircling Micheal's feet. Taking on a more gelatinous consistency, the purplish fluid began to ooze upward onto Micheal. "I think it would be much easier for me to show you my intentions than quibble over inane details such as who and what." The liquid emitted a feeling of intense pain and weight each time it came in contact with flesh.
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