Dave decides to fly to town where Tybs and jonny were, he doesn't race there but fly around trying to clear his head, doing some minor ariel acrobatics so it takes him about 7 miniutes instead of two as he usually does.
"the way that you speak of her is quite wrong. I do not see her that way." Treisdan says slightly disgusted"Ah, pardon me then. I did not realize you would get so defensive. Guilty conscience perhaps?" Repp says with a gentle, easy smile, utterly non-threatening.
"no. I do not... what is your past like?" Treisdan changes the subject
"Grim-kun, Sorun-kun, you have to come too! It was a promise!" Midori says excitably, going over to where the pair was sitting and tugging on their arms to encourage them to get up.Sorun looks unsure but follows
(he only moves 1/2 human speed)
Midori waits for Lang-kun to return before dragging Sorun-kun and Grim-kun away from the boring research. She looks a bit surprised but then excited that Hew-kun thought there was a target range... maybe he meant the one they had used today for archery.
She keeps the group's pace fairly slow so that Sorun-kun can keep up, but she almost absently keeps her hands clenched around the boys she had dragged away from the table - Grim and Sorun.
Lang came back and all together they headed to the archery range from earlier.
Lang carefully carried the shuirkin that Midori gave him (assuming she did) examining it and looking for a way to hold it to throw.
looks like no matter what I do I'm going to cut myself when I throw this. are you sure your hands aren't always made of steel midori?
I used to uses stuff similar to this at the temple but never the real thing.
"can I try one?"Sorun asks holding out his hand for a sharp pointy weapon
"I am sorry Melody Waverider, you need clearance from the head of school security to view such information"Melody heads into the Sim room.
Sim Mind. is there any way to pull up any security survelience possibly visual and audio? in particular last night around my room?
Melody sits in grumpy mood now. That figures, sure subject a girl to some trauma and now not allowed to find out about who did it. almost makes me want to break into the system
after a few minutes she starts to work on an algorithim to create a recording studio. running through the various codes in her datatpad.
"Shh. It's me. They wouldn't let me in cause I look young."
Johnny gets close.
"really? they stopped you, wow, did you tell them you did not drink? and how, I got us some of this red tea and ice, seems a nice drink"
"Well I can't blame him. He was just doing his job. I do look like I'm 15. . . ."
He sniffs the drink.
"Looks OK."
The wearer studies the equipment and then goes to the shelf with the data pad
Do you pick it up? WOMs
"Well I can't blame him. He was just doing his job. I do look like I'm 15. . . ."
He sniffs the drink.
"Looks OK."
seeing the look Ty gives the drink and then the sniffing
"Just tea Ty would not give you any thing more, and ye 15 is a risky age, you could end out in a strange club with a strange man"
Johnny chuckels
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The wearer examines how it is laying and it's design then takes a interface stick and uses it to turn it on
"no. I do not... what is your past like?" Treisdan changes the subject
"Pretty typical really." Repp says offhandedly, leaning against the wall. "Family and clan thought I was cursed, born with this colouration. They abandoned me in a street gutter when I was 8 months old. I used what brains I had and managed to survive and grow. Been on the move since I learned to walk."
He shrugs, as if it weren't really relevant. "Such is the way of the world. Superstitions guide people's actions. They act without examining the situation. I do not think I have gone through the Bleaching, as I still marvel at all the subtle intricacies of the world, like other gnomes. Still."
"I assume if you are wearing a ring like that, you've had a significantly more bloody past than I?"
I read a book that opened my mind to the powers that I could harness, but sadly my people believed the knowledge was forbidden... And due to unfortunate circumstances...an innocent man died" Treisdan shrugs
"You're not man." ;)
"And if either one of us is strange it's the 17 year old frozen cat dressed like an old man because he looks fifteen.":p
He takes the glass and goes to take a drink of it. By the time it reaches his face the drink is frozen solid. "Dammit." :/
He sets it back down on the table. He pulls a straw out of his pocket and drinks it that way. "Pretty good." :)
Midori giggled at Lang-kun's comment about steel hands, and let go of Sorun-kun and Grim-kun, not longer seeing a need to drag them along.
She holds up her hands to show Lang. They are golden-hued like the rest of her skin, but definitely not made a steel. In fact, there are tiny little scars in several parts of her hands, but you have to get pretty close to see that. "See? Don't be silly Lang-kun." she says kindly, with a big smile. "Here, Sorun-kun, Lang-kun. You hold them like this." She grips one of the tips between thumb and the inside of her index finger. "It's hard to cut yourself that way."
She hands out shuriken to anyone who wants one.
Hew happily follows the group to the range. Where he waits and watches everyone else. These shuriken that she had were strange. They were so small but really sharp. It even looked hard to hold without injuring ones self.
"I read a book that opened my mind to the powers that I could harness, but sadly my people believed the knowledge was forbidden... And due to unfortunate circumstances...an innocent man died" Treisdan shrugs
"Unfortunate circumstances?" Repp asks, obviously looking for more clarification.
Sorun's thin coating of ice and smooth scales make the weapon fly wildly to the left when he tries to throw it
"I read a book that opened my mind to the powers that I could harness, but sadly my people believed the knowledge was forbidden... And due to unfortunate circumstances...an innocent man died" Treisdan shrugs"Unfortunate circumstances?" Repp asks, obviously looking for more clarification.
Treisdan sighs "if you want the whole story...we need to find somewhere comfortable
"Yes, I see what you mean," Aananda said, studying the results. "There doesn't appear to be anything wrong here. Let me check on my test results for him. Maybe the eplanation is there."
She hit a few buttons on her wristband and the current results were displayed on a holo-screen.
Ace notes the men staring at his girlfriend, and he quickly shapeshifts into a male copy of Ginni, but with slightly larger horns, and very noticeable fangs. He flashes the gawking group a pointy toothed grin and they quickly get up and back away, leaving.
He opts to stay in this form for awhile "If they stare at you, let them also stare at me"
She giggled. "I don't think they were staring at you for the same reason." ;P
She looked at him thoughtfully. "Horns look good on you," she added with a grin.
"Thank you Professor Reading." Ardiente says, taking the stack of papers from her and looking at Salis' question, observing the interaction between the two. "I believe I should go speak with that person, as you suggested Professor Salis. I cannot say for certain when the sun was founded, I apologize."
As Ardiente walks away from the pair, he looks back as if to double check something.
He looks forward again, and the stone floor Ori is standing on suddenly tilts, which may cause her to lose her balance and fall towards Salis.
Ori had been standing on tiptoe trying to reach something on an upper shelf when the floor tilts.
"Whaaa!" she tried and failed to keep her balance.
The wearer examines how it is laying and it's design then takes a interface stick and uses it to turn it on
you touch it and it comes on
A voice says
"Please state function mode"
Hust spins round and starts to come over to investigate why is activated.
Ignace folded the finished yukatas, satisfied that at least she'd been able to complete that task, and went to find her father. She hoped she could talk him into letting her go along in the morning.
"Geez....and I thought you were just still upset about Dave....so Ardiente is okay now? I mean, as okay as he gets after all that..." After Raelle nodded she just shook her head in disbelief. "And all this time Mithros was being such a jerk because he likes you? What is he twelve?"
The wearer examines how it is laying and it's design then takes a interface stick and uses it to turn it on
you touch it and it comes on
A voice says
"Please state function mode"Hust spins round and starts to come over to investigate why is activated.
Yes it's mine I use it to interact with technology[/ooc]
The wearer looks at the pad and tries to find buttons for simple commands
Raelle laughed. "Yeah, I'll admit that was my first reaction too."
"I don't know, Morri....the stuff that happened with Dave hurts, but it's kind of one thing among many. So many changes all crammed into just a couple of days. And I just can't shake the image of my friend getting beheaded. I had a nightmare about it. That's what woke me up from my nap. Even knowing he's okay now....it was a really horrible thing to watch. Even worse knowing that my grandparents were using magic to compel him not to fight back. Not exactly the first meeting with my grandparents I'd been hoping for, you know? There's just so much....what I do know is that I am so over being helpless."
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Smiling back, Ace says "Thanks babe! If ya want, I can keep them, for a little while at least."
Smiling back, Ace says "Thanks babe! If ya want, I can keep them, for a little while at least."
She shrugged. "It's up to you. I told you, I like you, no matter what you look like."
Anahita may or may not think that it would be odd that a creature of the dream would sleep - though Vare doesn't seem to notice anything unusual about it. However... despite the fact that Rena does not breathe, Anahita is, after a few more moments, able to tell that Rena is not in fact asleep. One of her serpentine eyes slits open ever so briefly at the break in conversation, and peeks at the two before rapidly shutting again.Rena is only pretending to be alseep, for whatever reason.
Meanwhile, Vare does not seem to notice the non-somnolecence of his companion, focused instead on the girl next to him, changing the subject from his own sad childhood. "So... you left at a young age from your home as well. Would you like to tell me why? Or something of your early life, that you remember?"
Her act of sleeping is noticed, and Anahita's response is a furrowed brow for a moment and then her attention is returned to Vare.
"I heard a call, wandered into the lands away from my Uncle's estate and never looked back. I was very young, if memory serves. Since then, nature and wandering has been my home. I will suggest it was reasons similar to your own, destiny or fate. Thankfully, for myself, I would like to believe it was the right choice, though I would do it again without a doubt."
Oddly enough, Vare can see the two other faces in the Dream exhibit different reactions. The Elder scoffs, displaying amusement at the words, while the Middle-aged smiles with patience. As always, however, these expressions are blended in with the myriad of chaotic and destructive changes happening throughout and across Anahita's form.
"So, Vare, what now? Do you wish to speak of immediate goals and desires, as civilized people do, to which I will profess only some study, or do you wish to slip free of the shackles that may inhibit our true selves, and indulge in or base purpose?"
At this, the three visages of Anahita appear to focus on Vare once more, waiting.
They pass a shop with a mirror in the window and Ace checks himself out "I rather like the horns. They stay for now"
Walking a few more blocks, they spot a dance hall, and make their way to the door. There's a bit of a line, but they get through it quickly and are soon inside.
Its a bit crowded, but not overly so, with about maybe fifty people so far, and about half that on the dance floor already.
Ori had been standing on tiptoe trying to reach something on an upper shelf when the floor tilts.
"Whaaa!" she tried and failed to keep her balance.
As Ori started to fall Salis turned to see what was going on. Quickly he stepped in to her path and caught her. He was extremely strong for someone of his build and demeanor. His muscles barely tensed up when she fell into them. With all the strength he used he still managed to make it gentle as well. "Are you ok Ori?" Salis questioned as he held her in his arms. Slowly his cheeks started flush as he looked at her.
The wearer looks at the pad and tries to find buttons for simple commands
Its seems to be voice controlled as you look Hust comes to it and looking at it, looks around then back at it.
"State activator?
"activator unknown"
Says the pad
"O just great Johnnys going to be so mad at me"
Hust picks the pad up by what looks to be mage hand takes it to his work bench.
"Enter lace mode, Run full systems check"
Says Hust
The pad gos silent and Hust gos back to his research leving the pad working to itself to one side.
Dave flys around town circleing a time or two not particularially hurried "where are they, I wouldn't be having this problem if that abomination hasn't knocked out my divinations" he grumbles to himself "ok relax, check anywhere they would likely go, dance clubs, fabric and clothing shops, computer shops, magic shops, bars.. Well that narrowed it down at least," he flys by each of the places he was talking about looking for them, he eventually smells them and enters the building they were in, a quick look around spots first jonny then tybalt, who Dave does not recogonize at first, he walks up to them and waves as he does so "hey Tybs, what's with the getup"
"You're not man." ;)
"And if either one of us is strange it's the 17 year old frozen cat dressed like an old man because he looks fifteen.":p
He takes the glass and goes to take a drink of it. By the time it reaches his face the drink is frozen solid. "Dammit." :/
He sets it back down on the table. He pulls a straw out of his pocket and drinks it that way. "Pretty good." :)
"Do you like the Tea, I like the tea, I like the internal design here, very prity. I never knew green could look so nice, Lets liven things up"
Johnny stands and takes off s/he jacket, under is a lose arm-less top, Johnny Tattoo starts to irides in a strobing animation, Johnny walks onto the dance floor to the Drum and base beat and dances.
Seeing Dave Johnny waves before lighting up half the room and going mental dancing
The wearer doesn't seem concerned and plucks a random book from the shelf (hust may register a book disappear) and opens it to a random page to read
"Hi Dave. I look too young for the guy to let me in so made myself look old." :) his tail flicks back and forth through the hole in the booth behind them. He has grey streaks through his fur and the staff has been replaced with a cane of the same stark white.
"They have good tea here and now it looks like we're dancing." :)
He grabs Dave by the hand and pulls him to the dance floor.
The wearer doesn't seem concerned and plucks a random book from the shelf (hust may register a book disappear) and opens it to a random page to read
Its the History of the Sun, Hust has made notes.
The wearer doesn't seem concerned and plucks a random book from the shelf (hust may register a book disappear) and opens it to a random page to readIts the History of the Sun, Hust has made notes.
He takes a seat and reads about the interesting world of the sun
Treisdan sighs "if you want the whole story...we need to find somewhere comfortable
"By all means, lead the way. I do not mind listening." Repp says good-naturedly, doing what he can to encourage his fellow student, who seemed a bit reserved.
Sorun's thin coating of ice and smooth scales make the weapon fly wildly to the left when he tries to throw it
"Here Sorun-kun, try it like this." Midori puts one of the shuriken on her finger, and then whips her whole body around, spinning for momentum, and the shuriken flies off with a snap of her wrist.
The shuriken strikes just slightly off-center of the target, still in the bullseye circle.
Lang holds the Shuirken as best he can like midori showed him.
he goes to throw and the star flies stright into the ground about 10 feet away. but not without cost.
Owww Lang exclaims as he starts sucking is finger.
I think I cut my finger
He shows Midori and indeed there is a small cut bleeding a little.
(only about as serious as a paper cut)
"I heard a call, wandered into the lands away from my Uncle's estate and never looked back. I was very young, if memory serves. Since then, nature and wandering has been my home. I will suggest it was reasons similar to your own, destiny or fate. Thankfully, for myself, I would like to believe it was the right choice, though I would do it again without a doubt."
Oddly enough, Vare can see the two other faces in the Dream exhibit different reactions. The Elder scoffs, displaying amusement at the words, while the Middle-aged smiles with patience. As always, however, these expressions are blended in with the myriad of chaotic and destructive changes happening throughout and across Anahita's form.
"So, Vare, what now? Do you wish to speak of immediate goals and desires, as civilized people do, to which I will profess only some study, or do you wish to slip free of the shackles that may inhibit our true selves, and indulge in or base purpose?"
At this, the three visages of Anahita appear to focus on Vare once...
Vare actually looks somewhat taken aback - clearly he had not anticipated that suggestion by any stretch, and his eyes do not meet hers, instead doing that strange unsettling scanning of her general area that he does when looking at someone. He shifts his robes slightly, readjusting.
"I..."
A look of confusion mixes with the surprise, and he takes a moment to collect his thoughts, hesitating. "Miss Anahita... I... do not wish to disrespect you, not impunge on your honour." Vare is mustering all the limited social graces he has at that moment. "But... yes. I would enjoy that. If it is as intuitive as you say."
With a glance at the still-pretend-sleeping form of Rena, Vare, still looking somewhat confused, says. "We should find somewhere more private though, should we not?"
"By all means, lead the way. I do not mind listening." Repp says good-naturedly, doing what he can to encourage his fellow student, who seemed a bit reserved.
Treisdan sighs "if you want the whole story...we need to find somewhere comfortable
Treisdan leads the way to one of the student lounges and takes a seat, leaning his staff against his chair.
"I once was a type of mage called a Mindbender, a mage who after casting a simple charm spell could make you a thrall for a lifetime... I was powerful in ways you could not believe. I used this power to survive... I had a troll, by the name of Rhyack...He was my protector. I thought of him as my friend but he possessed no will other than my own." Treisdan sighes and continues
"one day a holy warrior came to kill me. he claimed I was evil... and at the time, I was. I used my spell to break his will and stop him... but in doing so I lost the hold I had over Rhyack. He tore the warrior apart in an instant...." Treisdan trails off
Lang holds the Shuirken as best he can like midori showed him.
he goes to throw and the star flies stright into the ground about 10 feet away. but not without cost.
Owww Lang exclaims as he starts sucking is finger.
I think I cut my finger
He shows Midori and indeed there is a small cut bleeding a little.
(only about as serious as a paper cut)
"Oooh, I think you were holding it too tightly Lang-kun. Here, let me bandage that for you." Midori takes his hand gently, looking at the wound, before fishing for something in her pouches.
:
Luckily the cut isn't bad, because Midori fumbles a bit with the bandage before managing to wrap it properly, and she blushes a little, embarassed at her failure.
"How does it feel now, Lang-kun?"
Sorun's thin coating of ice and smooth scales make the weapon fly wildly to the left when he tries to throw it"Here Sorun-kun, try it like this." Midori puts one of the shuriken on her finger, and then whips her whole body around, spinning for momentum, and the shuriken flies off with a snap of her wrist.
The shuriken strikes just slightly off-center of the target, still in the bullseye circle.
Sorun takes another and tries to mimic her fluid movement...
The shuriken flies wildy across the range, bounces off a rock flies up into the air and flies with a shattering of glass into some room.
"I heard a call, wandered into the lands away from my Uncle's estate and never looked back. I was very young, if memory serves. Since then, nature and wandering has been my home. I will suggest it was reasons similar to your own, destiny or fate. Thankfully, for myself, I would like to believe it was the right choice, though I would do it again without a doubt."
Oddly enough, Vare can see the two other faces in the Dream exhibit different reactions. The Elder scoffs, displaying amusement at the words, while the Middle-aged smiles with patience. As always, however, these expressions are blended in with the myriad of chaotic and destructive changes happening throughout and across Anahita's form.
"So, Vare, what now? Do you wish to speak of immediate goals and desires, as civilized people do, to which I will profess only some study, or do you wish to slip free of the shackles that may inhibit our true selves, and indulge in or base purpose?"
At this, the three visages of Anahita appear to focus on Vare once...
Vare actually looks somewhat taken aback - clearly he had not anticipated that suggestion by any stretch, and his eyes do not meet hers, instead doing that strange unsettling scanning of her general area that he does when looking at someone. He shifts his robes slightly, readjusting.
"I..."
A look of confusion mixes with the surprise, and he takes a moment to collect his thoughts, hesitating. "Miss Anahita... I... do not wish to disrespect you, not impunge on your honour." Vare is mustering all the limited social graces he has at that moment. "But... yes. I would enjoy that. If it is as intuitive as you say."
With a glance at the still-pretend-sleeping form of Rena, Vare, still looking somewhat confused, says. "We should find somewhere more private though, should we not?"
Lang holds the Shuirken as best he can like midori showed him.
he goes to throw and the star flies stright into the ground about 10 feet away. but not without cost.
Owww Lang exclaims as he starts sucking is finger.
I think I cut my finger
He shows Midori and indeed there is a small cut bleeding a little.
(only about as serious as a paper cut)
"Oooh, I think you were holding it too tightly Lang-kun. Here, let me bandage that for you." Midori takes his hand gently, looking at the wound, before fishing for something in her pouches.
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Luckily the cut isn't bad, because Midori fumbles a bit with the bandage before managing to wrap it properly, and she blushes a little, embarassed at her failure.
"How does it feel now, Lang-kun?"
Thanks Midori, I'll try harder, this is almost as bad as when Ignace was showing me how to sew
lang smiles at her. and goes to retieve the satr in the ground.
Hew's eye's grow large as the Shurikens go flying in random directions. Hew doesn't laugh at the others expenses. Instead he just backs up further. Trying to create a safe distance from the others wild throws. he how ever didn't back up nearly far enough.
Lang looks to Hew.
Ahhh, Hew? what about Zilla? I think Zilla is supposed to have a tea party with Ignace
Lang looks a bit concerned that this may diappoint ignace.