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It was a nice morning as Ayluin walked into the park once more. Since it was a warm day, the moon elf was back to his thin silken pants and a shirt of the same fabric. It was more than enough for today's predicted weather, even for the elf that was still getting used to the more heavy air outside his home forest. Ayluin didn't really have a plan for today. He was just walking about for today with no real destination in mind. But it was a nice way to go about it for a change. The park was just a stop on his day of wandering as he was still thinking over the words Driz had told him when they first met. About how he had to embrace his wanderlust and not trivialize it. It was true that the former prince had always felt the need to wander.
Of course the castle had their own rumors about that as usual. One of them put it that it was due to him being born a moon elf to high elves due to exposure to the beams of the full moon as he was being born. But there were also less harmless rumors going about, how his mother might have been unfaithful and perhaps that Ayluin was the offspring of a Bard instead. Either way the young man had contented with this feeling for a while. He always felt pushed to explore and see new places. Though when it came to Soleil, he felt pretty much at home. The moon elf sat down on one of the benches in the center of the park and sighed a bit. Would this mean he would eventually need to move on? That said he could also just stick to his previous plan and stay in Soleil. Especially now he had made some friends.
There was Rowan of course. And Driz, Cho and Erik. The elf shook his head a bit. There was no way he would leave anytime soon. It just went through his mind because his friend Driz had seemed very intense when he uttered about his wanderlust and how it was perhaps not the best. He wouldn't want to disappoint him either. Nor did he feel like leaving either of these people behind. The elf sighed and leaned back with his head on the backrest of the bench. Ayluin wasn't used to having all such thoughts going through his mind. It had always been routine, structural, disciplined and most was decided for him. Though he didn't regret his decision of leaving the castle, it was difficult for him to get his thoughts ordered.
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The months being back home left Anne content. The cursed human enjoyed her trips, but something about the city always made her feel so welcomed. Unfortunately her time back had her busier than she expected. Between work and all her extracurriculars she barely had time to relax for herself, not that she would ever complain. All her time spent was valuable and very much enjoyable even when it was for work. Still, she did miss her new friends a bit. Finally, on such a lovely day, the busybody could take the day off to spend with them, except they were busy too. Such was life.
Instead of moping or dwelling on it she decided to enjoy her own company with a nice stroll through the park. There were others, men, women, and children, all scattered about. Even some unconventional kind that didn’t care to be out in the open here in the bizarre city of Soleil. A bright smile settled on her face as her steps took her down the paved path through all the greenery and flowers. It was all a beautiful sight to take in and simply enjoy. Her steps only stopped when she eyed a small group of pink chrysanthemums by the wayside. “Beautiful,” she whispered to herself.
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2020 7:10 pm
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Fuxiao the Sword Pen mundane pouch
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flowers she's picking
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Lin Jixue walked over to the park. Her clinic hours for the day was over. The park just seemed like a good place to go after all the time she spent with the qi of the sick folks. Fresh air and healthy energy was nice to absorb, especially since today the sealing on her arm was going weak. She'd probably need to re-do the seal for tomorrow. This wouldn't do her any good. Qi deviation was never fun. In fact now that she thought about it, she probably should be looking for someone who would stop her should it happen. She couldn't die after all. Exploding would be easy to deal with. The problem would be if it also put her in a state of violent murderous insanity. She sighs as she strolls through a secluded part of the park, watching from beneath the canopy.
Some of the flowers were in bloom. That was nice. She could probably do good on herself to make dessert or tea out of them later, she decides and begins stealthily picking flowers she knew were edible- azaleas were out of the question, that plant is poisonous- and put them in her pouch. No matter what they used for fertilizer, it's not like any of that could kill her anyway.
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(prep/sustain)What boundary am I playing with?(boundary between what/and what?) - effect - duration (sustain)Sleeve space(Inside/Outside) - storage - 1/-
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>Cause of Pain - Modifier Added - Stacking if applicable >The usual headache - +1 -x1 >Storage spell sustain - +1 - x1 >Weakening seal on her absorption leads to getting more information than she cares for and adds to her headache - +1 -x1 -------------------------------------- Total: 3
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Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2020 7:33 am
Sulfur /⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌/ /⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊/ Money: $500
A look around the park starts before sitting down is decided on Healthy Soleil Park Passerby A satchel, sweater, pants and shoes A couple books, money, a small notebook, miscellaneous items N/A
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It wasn’t a definite path he was taking; Sulfur’s wander was more absent-minded than direct. Over the stone path, his footsteps were partly acknowledged; a focus overall toward the people he was passing up instead. There weren’t more than a few small groups and various others’ going around singularly, but the semi-crowded tone to the main path didn’t yet steer him off toward a side one. That didn’t seem safe, even if he could defend himself; a minimal concern that was kept to mind despite knowing it wasn’t too likely anything could happen. He was new here, and understanding existed that said it was better to be cautious. Against his side, Sulfur held onto the notebook in his possession carefully, just in case he bumped into someone or it was aimed for by someone else, even when not a huge chance either.
The line of sight held and kept ahead didn’t hold much to it, other than a similarly distracted tone to it that matched his demeanor. That had to be obvious to others he wasn’t really going anywhere, that passing-by thought crossed his mind and stayed only briefly, before it was moved away from, his attention caught by a part of the scenery. Hesitating and stopping where he stood, Sulfur shifted off toward the rows of trees that surrounded the walkway. He had seen them throughout the current pace, but the lighting just for a moment seemed to emphasize that scenery, at least from where he was. Yet, his gait picked up again shortly, his focus idly moving back behind himself just in case he was holding anyone up by remaining there. It wasn’t the case, yet he continued on anyway; already having started off.
As he rounded a gradual bend, a few benches started to come into view, a couple of them occupied. He slowed here, briefly putting a look in that direction, distanced curiosity in that turn, even while it didn’t last for more than a few footsteps. The idea of sitting down too, while he hadn’t gone that far yet along the pathway, was questioned and then gone along with. His own direction, wavering and then turning, moved off toward an empty bench, Sulfur then sitting down; placing the notebook earlier under his arm on his lap.
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"Don't carry on, just walk away How many more sent to their graves? In this lesson ignored I fought your fight Bought your lie And in return I lost my life What purpose does this serve? What purpose did I serve?"
Æþelsige♆"Swampy"♆Rheinmann
Ugh, how long had it been since he had finally gotten back home from the hospital? Not long enough, he thought, but on the other hand he wasn't exactly the suicidal mess he had been, so he needed to start taking better care of himself. And apparently part of that process included getting him out some, in this case, getting him to the park where hopefully he could get some fresh air, exercise, not die, all that sort of thing. Yuki would be joining him, which was basically the only reason he agreed. Up until now, he had spent most of his time relaxing in the tub and trying to ignore the cravings that his body seemed to want most: beer and human flesh. "I really am a monster, aren't I?Well, at least I learned my lesson without getting vanquished." Maybe, or maybe the loss of loved ones and his own spiral to the depths were worse than being vanquished, hard to say.
Currently, he was waiting for Yuki on the outskirts of the park, leaning against a tree with his cane held lightly in his grasp. It was too damn hot out for him to be in direct sunlight, and he sort of doubted he would last too long out here anyways, unless he could slip into a pond. If not, he would be guzzling down the water fountain, that's for sure. At least he had dressed appropriately for the weather: light white button down shirt and lightweight beige cotton pants. Sure, he could have done shorts and a tank, but that was not the sort of attire he grew up with, and he would have been much too uncomfortable wearing it. The cane probably made him look a bit more decrepit than he really was, but he kept it with him in case of emergency, you know, in case he took a sudden turn for the worse and ended up needing help balancing or more support to keep him upright. Probably not going to happen now, but it was better to be prepared than suffer for overconfidence.
"Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one Oh, God help me
Darkness imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell"
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2020 5:33 am
Suzumiya Yukino
Today if you choose to stand underneath the cloudless sky you will experience the sunshine piercing through your skin. From left to right the citizens of Soleil chose to wear if not thin maybe short clothes as possible to survive the scorching heat. Well unfortunately, not everyone thinks as such. Walking along the crossroads of uptown Soleil was short silver haired male who is clad is white bomber jacket with a few highlights of black along with a pair of slightly fitted dark jeans and white running shoes. On his shoulders were the cottoned straps of a small backpack of gray.
The corners of his mouth were curved upwards as he ventured forth his destination. His face brightened even more as soon as he saw his beloved standing underneath the shade of a tree. “Swampy”, Yuki waved his hands before running towards him like a puppy wagging his tail to his owner. “Sorry for making you wait.” He said shortly after catching his breath. “The weather forecast said that its going be hotter today…” Loosening the strap from his left shoulder then pulled out a bottle of water. “…so I figured it would be best to bring some water to keep us hydrated.” Since it was him who offered the drink it would be his duty to at least open the cap. Alas, despite his origins his grip is still not yet at par with his brother or rather it fluctuates quite often. For instance, it seemed that he could not even twist the bottle cap open.
COMPANY :: Swampy LOCATION :: Standing underneath the shade of a tree FORM :: Human OUT OF CANDY ::_________
Today was the first time in, what felt like forever, that she wasn't bedridden. The crazy up and down weather, all the storms, Rose felt like her immune system was going to explode! In fact, she was even skinnier than before because she had barely eaten a darn thing. She wasn't quite at the sickly stage yet, still enough plump to make her look normal, but she was dangerouslyclose. Sherlock had been at her side nearly the entire time, curled up around her arm to try an offer comfort as she agonized in bed, and she was grateful. Rose thought him a bit odd for doing so, but what did she know about the brain of an animal? Well, quite a bit, but given their sentience it was still hard to navigate sometimes. Today was the first time she felt she had enough strength to walk and took the opportunity to get some sun on her skin; she was looking a bit pale. Her hair was a bit longer, no longer hanging in the middle of her neck, but now to her shoulders. She could do more with it now, if she ever cared to style her hair more than a ponytail or bun. On her should hung a tote with fabric and yarn hanging out, clearly she was wandering around the park to clear her mind with one of her favorite activities. Well, it was obvious if you knew her.
Not dressed in her usual pink attire, she really just grabbed whatever she could find out of her closet and put it on. Luckily, she didn't look like a total bum. It was a bit hot out today, an occasional ocean breeze passing through the trees and so she dressed accordingly. Sandals slapped against the bottoms of her feet as she made her way down the path, she wanted to find a secluded spot because the thought of being bugged by children right now annoyed her. She was still carrying around a bit of sickness, but most of it was in the form of a sinus headache, and hearing children scream caused it to throb. Under nor.ak circumstance, she loved the sound of children, just not today. Today all she wanted was to relax with some knitting. Finding a bench, Rose dropped her bag beside her and pulled out a large blanket with a quarter done daisy on it. The flower was obviously a flower, even being only partially done, and it was a big one at that! She had been working on it for a month now, being her biggest blanket to date. A soft, baby blue surrounded the white flower as she laid the piece on her tiny lap and leaned over to get needles.
Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2020 11:45 am
Sulfur /⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌/ /⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊/ Money: $500
A look around the park starts before sitting down is decided on, Sulfur briefly asking about something Healthy Soleil Park Passerby > Another person A satchel, sweater, pants and shoes A couple books, money, a small notebook, miscellaneous items Don't worry about it!
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For a short time, his attention drifted around the scenery. Aside from the bench and immediate area around himself, the earlier plants and passerby caught some focus, the latter however given less consideration than other parts. At least, he tried not to put too much their way; aware that it could be seen oddly and that it wasn’t the best means to take in the surroundings. Instead, his line of sight strayed on occasion from other people going by, a few times taking up that gradual shift once realizing someone had also stopped to look at the plants. Whoever took care of the park, that seemed to be a focus; this was shortly realized by Sulfur as a passing thought, while one that was only stayed around briefly, its clash with another thought causing him to hesitate in indecision. Even when the urge to pick up the notebook from its resting place next crossed his mind, he didn’t do that yet, not having reason or inspiration for the idea. The park, while a new place to him, was still one that he was getting a sense of.
A few more moments passed, another look about occurring, before that stopped and another line picked up after other more absent ones. Another person, rather than leaving the benches--something which had happened a couple times since sitting down--started to walk up from the path to the right and crossed the short space between that stonework and the seating. In a brief turn their way, he paused again, the earlier inner dialog about the park and what he still had to do for the day cutting off as the other person took out a blanket and some knitting needles. Indirectly putting his focus toward the blanket, the inquiry that crossed his expression was turned away from around the same time he realized an earlier precedent, but it wasn’t long before Sulfur looked back in withdrawn thought; with some further hesitation to his voice, a short question was directed toward the nearby figure. "That looks like it took a while?" It might have been abrupt; it was, yet he tried to sound unassuming and more detached than he was in his wording.
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2020 11:51 am
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The sight of the flowers was rather soothing and for a short while the brunette didn’t move from her spot. She took her time enjoying the sights, but it didn’t last long until something else caught her eye. A little ways ahead of her was another woman bent over by some other flowers. Smelling them was her first thought before she could see her plucking them from their stems. Ah, now that was more intriguing. Still, it wasn’t that odd, but the sociable and curious Anne wanted to know what the possible bouquet could be used for. Only as her steps brought her nearer did she realize the woman wasn’t making a bouquet but collecting the heads of the flowers only. With a friendly smile she spoke up, “I don’t suppose you’re collecting those for medicinal purposes or perhaps for your cuisine?” Either option was fine, but she would’ve been slightly more interested if it were for any medicinal reasons.
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2020 8:48 pm
Pain: ⓷ | Mood(if Character sprite is not yet available): Chilling | Company: | Previous Post:
Items at hand:
Sleeves
Fuxiao the sword Pen Mundane pouch
The mundane pouch's contents
flowers she's picking
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She was in the middle of computing for her qi balance from adding flowers to her meal (it's a yin energy thing, that being said, it would probably do good on her to add more yang foods), when she hears a question directed at herself. She senses that there is no one other than the person asking who is close enough for that question to be directed at anyone but her.
She turns to the person, smiling politely. "More for cuisine, but I suppose I could use it for medicine should I end up having a patient who would need this." She doesn't think she'd have a patient with need for it though. The ones who usually end up with medicine that have this specific flower she's holding were injured youth however, and her patient demographic was mostly senior citizens.
Things that only matter when in a fight or when casting lots of spells at once
Concentration ( # of things being concentrated on )
(prep/sustain)What boundary am I playing with?(boundary between what/and what?) - effect - duration Sleeve Space(Inside/Outside) - storage - 2/-
Causes of Pain and appropriate pain modifiers log:
>Cause of Pain - Modifier Added - Stacking if applicable >The usual headache - +1 -x1 >Storage Spell sustain - +1 -x1 >Weakening seal that leads to more information overload than usual - +1 -x1 -------------------------------------- Total: 3
"Don't carry on, just walk away How many more sent to their graves? In this lesson ignored I fought your fight Bought your lie And in return I lost my life What purpose does this serve? What purpose did I serve?"
Æþelsige♆"Swampy"♆Rheinmann
Already the heat was starting to hit him, but at least it was only stirring up a gentle sweat and not burning him alive. In the distance, he heard a sweet voice call out his name, and even before he looked he knew exactly who it was. "Yuki, so nice to see you," he said with a smile. Part of him wanted to reach out, pull Yuki against him, and give him a deep deep kiss, but most of his mind was against that. He remembered all too well others he had known getting hauled off to court and being exposed before the nation, which inevitably ruined their lives. He could withstand it, but he didn't want to make Yuki face the prison time or lose all chances he may have had. The world was cruel like that. "It is fine, truly. I still seem to have the annoying habit of always arriving early, so I'm sure you were perfectly on time." He didn't have a watch, so he couldn't check to see if that was true, and frankly he didn't care. He hadn't been left waiting for centuries, so even a slight delay was not worth nitpicking over. "Smart of you to bring some, one would think I would have brought some too. Aren't frogs and other amphibians usually good about keeping hydrated? But I sort of forgot, and I am really glad I won't be having to do my fish out of water routine." By which he meant glad he wasn't going to asphyxiate on dry land. If he didn't keep hydrated, then the water slowly seeping out of his skin, keeping it moist so he could effectively breathe, would dry up and he would be left to suffocate. Unless someone poured water over him, of course. "Want me to try getting that," he asked, pointing towards the bottle. "Sometimes it seems like they welded the cap on. Maybe a clammy grip will help, or if not, I probably have a pocket knife on me somewhere." For him, carrying a pocket knife was a common thing, didn't all men carry one? You never knew when it would come in handy, and no one really seemed to have a problem with it.
"Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one Oh, God help me
Darkness imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell"
Relationship:Dating
Mood:Serene
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