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 Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2024 5:06 am
 Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
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It was a struggle for Rem, Ny could see that. The girl was uncomfortable and unused to showing any sign of Sorcery. But Ny waited patiently for her to work through her hesitation, giving her an encouraging smile. And she was pleased to see Rem get past her anxiety after a few moments, watching the vivid red wings flare wonderfully into existence. In the dappled sunlight and amidst the emerald tones of the forest they stood out spectacularly, and Ny admired them with an awed expression. "Oooh so pretty..."
Back to business.
"Okay that was excellent" She commended. "My advice is practise bringing them out as much as you can, and keeping them out, even when you don't need to. You'll get used to them much faster and be able to summon them at a moments notice. Which can be the difference between life and death. You'll also build up your stamina and balance with them"
The snowy haired Sorceress waited and watched as Rem practised moving her wings, as instructed. The technique of guiding her movements with her arms made Ny smile. She had done the same when she first learned.
Her final comment was curious. As far as Ny knew, Rem had only been a Sorceress for a week or so now. Still, she nodded. "Yes, it's a physical expression of our nature" She remarked.
"Moving them like this will help build up your muscle memory. Flying is as much about strength and coordination as it is about understanding the wind and environment. When you are able to move them independently, we will continue..."
She waited until Rem was done practising and could flex her wings without her arms.
"Next, posture. When flying you need to engage your core to keep stabilised. You'll need to keep your back straight but also flexible, not so stiff that you hinder movement, not so loose that you're wobbly. Arm positioning: relaxed and slightly bent, to avoid throwing off your balance. Keep your head straight and eyes forward. Moving too much when you're not used to flying yet will affect your center of gravity. When you're in the air, aerodynamics is key: legs should be streamlined with your body. Got all that?" She asked, arching an eyebrow. It was a lot to take in, she knew.
Expert flying was more than just flapping wings. It was a full body effort requiring coordination and awareness, which Ny had spent years doing. Ideally she would spend more time in the safety and wide open spaces of Winhill garden gradually teaching Rem the correct form and technique, but she would have to have a quick course here. It would be a testament of how fast a learner Rem was.
"These are things I can tell you, but you have to put them into practice. We'll do some controlled hops now. I want you to jump on the spot, and as you jump try to flap your wings in time so that you lift yourself higher. Just do that first, but then you can try to keep yourself in the air for a few seconds..."
Ny demonstrated, bending her knees and jumping up whilst giving a strong beat of her wings to push herself high into the air. Rem would feel the powerful gust of wind it generated blow through the small clearing, sending leaves and loose branches scattering. She hovered for a moment, wings beating steadily, before landing gracefully back in the same spot and folding them in. "Keep your knees slightly bent when you hit the ground or you'll fall over" She advised with a playful wink.
This part was more about building Rem's confidence and getting comfortable with the full body movements, as well as a taster for landing after being aloft, rather than gaining much altitude.
The girl looked at her new student expectantly, stepping back to allow her as much space as she needed. After this, they could try gliding, but they'd need to find somewhere much more open...
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Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2024 7:02 pm
 Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Status: …
Rem stood in the widest section of the clearing under Nyale’s watch. She minded her breathing, her posture, her sense of her wings. She still had to attend to the action. Not good enough. But it was a first step.
…First flap?
”Strong core, keep flexible, mind the limbs,” Rem repeated Nyale’s instructions with a ready nod. She was a good student; ready to listen, exploring with care. As they worked together, Nyale could see Rem was well-used to physical training. The girl had excellent coordination, she could bend like a dancer, and she mirrored Ny’s motions with cautious grace. Everything but actually launching herself into the air.
Nyale made it look easy. Rem watched her teacher with an intense, uncomfortable focus. She studied every movement, from wings to core, and Ny’s attempts at lightening the mood were met with that same, stolid focus. And at last, there was nothing more Nyale could show. Theory must give way to practice.
It was time.
Rem’s wings moved with her breathing. In. Out. In. Out. She could feel them. She could move them. All she had to do was…
FWOOSH!
She beat her great red wings once and launched into the air! Too- Too strong-!
THNKK
Rem collided with the trunk of a tree wider than she was. Her wings vanished in a spray of fading light before the girl dropped straight down onto her back.
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal stared up at the sky through the leaves. Smelled like blood. Ah- nose was bleeding. Lovely.
”Rngh…”
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The Princess
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2024 2:42 pm
 Etamara Vilisantra Status: On watch duty.
Song of the moment: Airflow┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Although Nyale had offered Etamara to join in on the flying lesson training, she did not immediately come to help out. The main reason for that was, she could not fly in the traditional sense like Nyale could. She didn't say that immediately to them, rather, instead going off to perform her scouting of the area. She didn't stray too far, sweeping in a half circle around the cave, ensuring that their area was secured at least for the moment. No monsters appeared to be approaching this area, which in of itself was good, but that also meant that they were terrified of approaching this part of the forest.
Only further proof that the T-Rexuar or something worse was hiding out in that cave. Hopefully, whatever it was, didn't intend to come back soon while the girls were training. To ensure that the place was fully swept clear of threats, she cleared her throat, mana surged around her body in a pinkish hue, swirling around until she began to sing, spreading out her mana into the air as sounds of instruments began to play from nothing, emitting from Etamara herself. The sounds traveled across the landscape, sweeping across the grass filled forest to sense any animal or monster nearby. Once she was fully sure that the area was clear, she returned just in time to see Rem slamming into a tree and falling back to the ground.
Etamara stared down at Rem with a slight smirk across her face, amused a little to see such an expression from such a powerful political figure. To see her struggle was also in some capacity, satisfying to see. It only proved that she had come a long way ahead as a sorceress. Since the girls were showing off their wings, Etamara decided to reveal her own as well.
Whilte the two had full on feathery angelic bird-like wings, Etamara's wings were completely different from the two. When they began to form, both of them could hear the sound of crystals ringing like chimes. They solidified from nothing, piecing together as floating black crystals that spread out in a wing-like pattern behind her. From there, there was this constant low ringing being heard beneath Etamara as she began to hover in the air off the ground, levitating rather than flapping wings like the other two were doing. "I don't think flying lessons are my forte, unfortunately. I use telekinesis to fly." She revealed to the two, crossing her leg over the other as she sat in the air, smiling at the two girls with a pose like she was seated on a throne.
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2024 3:28 pm
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
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"Oh, shoot!"
Ny winced as Rem hit the tree and fell to the ground hard. She immediately ran over and went to her knees beside her prone friend, peering down at her with concern. Seeing that the girl seemed to have a nosebleed but was otherwise unharmed Ny gave a gentle sigh of relief.
"Ah...perhaps that was a little bit overkill...great effort though! Good to see that you have plenty of power. Just the wing control needs some fine-tuning I think...go a bit easier next time"
She held out her hand above Rem. Soft white light glowed from her palm, and Rem would feel her nosebleed gradually stop and the pain fade away as the mild healing magic restored her. Ny sat back, allowing Rem however long she needed to get her bearings.
"Don't worry, that will be the first of many, many falls and crashes. If I had 1 gil for every time I hit a tree...I'd be richer than my uncle. Well, maybe..." She joked. "And Kalen could tell you how often he saw me covered in bruises from this kind of thing too"
Ny stood up, offering a hand to pull Rem up.
"Want to keep trying? Nothing worth doing ever comes easy, after all...and I reckon you've got this on your next go!" She commented, hoping Rem wouldn't be discouraged. As with any skill, persistence was key. But if she wanted to stop, that was fine too. Ny was no slave-driver. And the last thing she wanted to do was push her friend and get her more injured.
As she waited to see what her student would decide, she turned her gaze to Etamara who had now joined them after sending out some dulcet musical tones across the forest. Using her magic to sense enemies, Ny guessed. Good to see that she was making every effort to look out for danger whilst the other two were distracted.
"Yeah that's also an option..." She added thoughtfully, referring to the use of telekinesis to levitate like Eta was doing. Perhaps that would be more Rem's style? "If you'd rather try that, I'm sure Eta would be happy to teach you" Nyale said, throwing a wry smile across at the musical Sorceress. Eta's own wings were very unique, and Ny observed them with curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2024 5:01 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: None.
Status: Bruised
Rem touched her nose once Nyale was done working her magic. Once she smeared away the blood that had already run, she found herself with only a memory of the pain. The news that it would only remain difficult and dangerous was not reassuring…
Get up and fight.
She took Ny’s hand.
The next little while was spent with Rem locked in mortal combat with gravity. While she managed not to catapult herself into any more trees, she exchanged that for crashing into the dirt on her knees. And on her shoulders. And her back. Butt. Belly. Pretty much everywhere. She bruised, bled, and twice Nyale had to mend what were at the very least serious sprains.
But she learned. Time after time, crash after crash, she learned. Never the same mistake twice. And before long, Rem could hop! Launch herself straight up in the air! With a single beat of her wings, she could launch herself into the treetops! But that wasn’t enough. Once she could do it in place, she began to hop forward. Backward. Side to side. Could she launch herself up onto a tree branch? Could she do it and kick off from the branch? Could she do it between two trees?
The answers were yes, yes, and yes- but only until she crashed headfirst into a branch.
Within a couple of hours, Rem might not have been able to fly, but she could maneuver herself in astonishing freedom! Astonishing to her- every beat of her wings sent a rush of feeling through her!
At long last, she pulled herself out of yet another crash- but this time, it was only because her limbs were shaking from exhaustion. She climbed to her feet before Nyale and Etamara, absolutely covered in dirt, grass, and bruises.
And she smiled.
”It’s…fun,” she said. And then retired to catch her breath and drink most of the rest of her water. They’d need to get some clean water soon, but she just…she needed this, right now. And that’s why after a brief breather and gulping down most of her water battle, Remington Nipal presented herself to Etamara Vilisanta, her clothes filthy, her face freshly washed in river water. And she bobbed in a bow.
”Etamara. Would you teach me?”
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The Princess
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2024 5:22 pm
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Status: Engaging
Location: Winhill Forest
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It was shortly after Etamara had decided the area was safe, they had decided to strike. Tracking down the Sorceresses had been difficult, yes. That damned Everett had been keeping people at bay and covering their tracks for the longest time, but he had always been the easiest to follow. His quick excursion this morning was a wonderful mine for these people. He had left the three of the vulnerable younger sorceresses to roam free, with even a raw recruit to make sure there was a easy one.
They were practically gift wrapped. The NWO, No Witch Organization would seen remove three more of the damned things from the world. They had waited patiently, even taking safeguards against Etamara's abilities. They were like blank spaces, very difficult to tell something was missing in a wide area. Still, Etamara was likely the most composed of the three, which meant she should be brought down first; and that was the plan.
Once the young princess of Unita bobbed in a bow, a bolas came from seemingly nowhere. The first one was aimed at Etamara, directly from behind her, and it would likely be one of the most excruciating experiences of the girl's life if it hit. Not only was it electrified to incapacitate, it was laced to also inhibit the use of magic. Annoying for para-magic users, a awfully cold and hollowing experience for Sorceresses.
Two more sprung from the shadows, one aimed at Remington, and another heading towards the most veteran sorceress here, young Nyale. From there the NWO members would break from their cover, each of them concealing their preferred weapon from the sorceresses as they tried to close distance. If any of them had been tagged, they couldn't allow another to free them. If they hadn't, well they would just have to bring them down the old fashioned way.
With overt violence.
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2024 5:59 pm
Etamara Vilisantra Status: Violence has arrived.
Song of the moment: Airflow ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Etamara watched as Rem went back at it with her wings, fluttering about, crashing, fumbling, but overall much like a newborn hawk taking its first flight, she was making every effort to practice with her wings. It was anything but graceful but at least she showed determination in what she was doing. When it was all said and done, Eta looked surprised when Rem approached and wanted to be taught how to use telekinesis by her. A smug grin formed across her face as Rem took a bow to her. Placing her hands on her own hips, she slowly lowered herself down to her feet and approached with a hawty expression. "I'll be glad to teach you my mastery of telekinesis!" She said gleefully.
Or at least she would have been glad to teach Rem about it, if not for the whirling sound of a Bola coming her way. Although the NWO soldier had managed to mask themselves from her magic detection, what they did not realize was her detection operated on movement, sound, and vibrations, and not just aura detection. She pondered why she couldn't feel this trooper at all, not sensing anything from them one bit, not even from the bola. Using her telekinesis, she hurled a large tree branch at the bola, causing it to wrap around the stick and fall to the ground. She glared in the direction of the trooper.
"Well, looks like we're going to be getting a crash course on using telekinesis." Etamara said as she looked at the trooper with a smug expression. Extending her hands out towards the trooper in a provoking manner, she spoke "Look here girls, we got a monster in front of us." If the two didn't catch on to what she meant by that, she was going to make that evidently clear. Around her, several large rocks, sticks, and various objects were being lifted up into the air, and hurled right at the trooper like bullets raining down upon them.
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2024 7:17 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Status: Bruised
Rem was facing Etamara. She saw the first bola. Heard the crackle of electricity arc between its cords. It lashed around a branch swung by Etamara! But Rem expected more, and more there were! Nyale’s training kicked in, and Rem’s wings flared into life, beating to launch her up into the air!
Right into another trunk.
Okay, hadn’t gotten all the technique down yet! But Rem only stumbled away from the impact instead of ending up writhing in the dirt! The girl shook herself back to awareness in time to see one of the white-suited agents burst from the forest depths, charging toward her with a weapon! Older training kicked in, and Rem dashed back into the cave mouth, snatching her spear! She rounded on the assailant and leveled the simple weapon at them!
The girl was ready when the white-suited figure reached melee range! She jabbed her spear at the figure to keep them at bay, demanding control of the center space between them! The foe had to stop or run straight into her spear. She studied them in a quick scan. G-Army special forces?
Time to learn how to fight like a Sorceress.
She sucked in a breath, and she stepped into the river.
Haste
Violet streamers of magic swirl ‘round her, and Rem leaves behind a trail of fading fuschia light in every movement.
Get up and fight!
”O-YA!” she belts out a staggering kiyai while launching herself forward with her wings! At lightning speed, Rem assaults her foe! Should the initial lunge fail to incapacitate, she’s ready with a flurry of attacks to deny the ambushers their momentum!
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2024 11:01 am
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
xxxxN y a l exxxxL a y t o s▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰ ✮ ⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Ny continued to observe and coach Rem through the rest of the flying session, and by the end she was incredibly pleased with the redhead's progress. Girl's got determination in spades... She thought to herself, watching as Rem went through her paces over and over again, getting covered in dirt, leaves, grass, bruises, and even more injuries for Ny to heal. It was impressive how dedicated she was to learning, and Nyale noticed how she clearly pushed herself past the pain and exhaustion. Eventually the stopping point was reached. Ny applauded Rem with a satisfied smile and commended her for her efforts. There was more to learn, but that was enough for today. At least, for flying. Ny prepared to dip out and leave Rem and Etamara to their telekinesis lessons...
Then came the sudden whirling of the bola speeding towards Etamara, followed by the realisation that they were under attack. Instinctively Ny dived behind the nearest tree as the second bola swung rapidly towards her, causing it to hit the tree and wrap around it. She stepped back and viewed the crackling weapon with obvious distaste, the magic-nullifying properties on it making her skin crawl.
Everything seemed to happen very quickly after that. Attackers sprang from the shadows, Rem sprinted off towards the cave and Eta hurled a bunch of rocks and sticks towards the white-suited figures who were now approaching them.
NWO?? How the heck did they find us out here?? Ny thought, equally shocked, alarmed and horrified by their unexpected ambush. Either the training was more extreme than she anticipated, or they were actually in very real danger. She made a mental note to keep her distance until she knew what other anti-magic weapons or gear they had.
Amidst the chaos of Eta's attack Ny conjured a bolt of burning white light in her hand and launched it at the nearest trooper like a spear, whilst backing away to maintain space between them. She hoped either the attack would land and kill or incapacitate the trooper, or at the very least reveal any anti-magic defense they had. The moment it left her palm she conjured another, prepared to throw if any of the attackers came at her.
"Don't let their weapons touch you, and take them down by any means necessary!" Ny called out to the two other girls. "Eta, can you buff us?!" She had an uncomfortable feeling she was about to get up close and personal with these white-suited creeps whether she wanted to or not, and would need all the help she could get.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2024 1:10 pm
NWO
Status: Engaged.
Location: Sorceress Hunt.
_________Dear_______Etamara_________________________
The first trooper produced a bo-staff. With surprising adroitness, this individual began deflecting much of the detritus thrown at him, and avoiding the other things that would have been considered tricky, or perhaps too heavy to properly redirect. Something began to tick in Etamara's head as she came to a realization watching her opponent move. They were moving with a familiarity, like they had done exactly this before, and began darting between cover as they slowly closed the distance.
_________Dear_______Remington_______________________
Remington's pursuer had closed in quickly as she had stumbled and bumbled into a tree and away. The chased moved through the forest back to the mouth of a cave. Unknown to the NWO soldier, it was their impromptu base, and they came to a swift stop when confront with a spear. Perhaps, insultingly, they saw the soldier's shoulders drop as it seemed disappointed. This was too easy. It finally revealed their own weapon; a gunblade.
They moved forwards, reaching engagement range and bringing their blade to bear to swat aside the annoying attempts at controlling engagement. It was at this point the NWO member produced what seemed a smoke grenade, and plucking the pin tossed it down at their feet, in the mouth of the cave. A basic military lesson was to never put yourself in a place with no escape route, but Remington in her haste had done so.
When Remington burst forward the grenade had erupted. It was nothing directly damaging, but it let out a cloud of particles, in which magic was dampened to an extreme. She young sorceress could feel her speed leave her, her wings falter, and as the white clad warrior met their weapon with hers, the trigger of the gunblade shattered the young Nipal's spear. Her foe prepared to strike, she was relatively speaking, at their mercy, and with watching them so closely she came to realize what she was actually fighting.
_________Dear_______Nyale___________________________
The third thug had to stop and admire the flying Nyale. See, it was quite difficult to hammer down a flying opponent who can safely stay at odds with most anything from there. Practically infinite resources beyond stamina if they really knew what they would doing. The trooper brought up a tonfa, harder to see than their compatriots weapons, and blocked the magical bolt with it. Nyale could see her attack was greatly diminished, but not entirely removed as it struck, small marks upon the weapon revealed that.
In their free hand, they produced another bolas, and began to whirl it slowly and walking to Nyale's side. Obviously looking for an opening to bring down the flying combatant, but doing that so brazenly seemed odd. When she called out for buffs, the NWO member's attention shifted ever so slightly, and with alacrity sent their bolas flying at Etamara. It seemed they had little issue with attempting to gang up on one the girls, especially while one stood at bay.
However it also struck Nyale, she had seen movements like this before. Some had been beaten into her.
_________Dear_______Girls___________________________
Their enemies were more than extremely well armed and apparently well funded opponents, with access to some of the most rare equipment on the planet. They had been trained to fight, and perhaps alarmingly trained especially to fight Sorceresses. Through experience, Nyale and Remington recognized what they were now, and through observation, so could Etamara.
These were SeeD.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2024 1:27 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Stock: Time Itself.
Status: Disappointed.
The river became choked. The water dried away to little more than a trickle. For just a moment, Remington stood in a dry riverbed. A hauntingly cold dam had frozen the water up and ceased most of the flow. Only the barest got through.
Do not rely upon a past life. It has kome and gone.
Remington began to choke. She could not breathe. Something was filling her throat, and as she clawed at her neck, water began to burst from her mouth. It violently rocked her form, the river began to flow again but from within. There was no serenity here, no peaceful resolution, it was a expression of power and it was directed at Rem herself, and no other.
In reality, Rem found herself forcefully pulled back from her launch, and perhaps more concerning the enemy in front of her seemingly telekinetically picking their grenade back up. All of the material had sucked back inside of it. Were they going to do it again, wh- then she saw the familiar action. The first time her opponent had swatted away her spear. Something was forcing time back. No.
That was wrong. What happened had happened. Her consciousness had been kicked backwards, it deleted her old consciousness from just moments before. The feedback was killer, blood flooded from Remington's nose. But she had a second chance, however when she tried to act. Nothing responded.
Rem was a passenger. Her body thrust a hand forward, and the entire mouth of the cave exploded outward, sending the white clad combatant sprawling through the air. Perhaps it was impressive that they had recovered, but the princess of Unita finally felt control return to herself after a moment.
SeeD. Their kind was made to kill you. Learn from your most bitter antagonists, you will face many in the time to kome.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2024 3:23 pm
Remington Estellise La Faustina Nipal
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Status: Under trial by fire
Misstep.
Old training betrayed Rem. Put your back to a wall. Control the center. Fight on your own terms. These lessons saw her foolishly isolate herself from her companions and accept a fight at a drastic disadvantage.
Eyes burning in the toxic cloud, Rem watched her meager weapon explode! She staggered and toppled, her momentum ruined, and fell to the ground to wind up looking up at her own doom. Up went the gunblade. She gasped and choked and dug her fingers into the dirt, reaching for something- anything! And while she sputtered and convulsed, something answered her.
The river crashed through her! Instead of swallowing her up, it burst out, ravaging the girl just as painfully as ever! But it drove the sick, cold feeling away as it yanked her back through the air- no.
Through time.
Dal segno.
Time slammed into Remington like a wall! Felt like someone kicked her straight in the brain! Especially as blood poured from her nose. But she was back! Back where she had been! She had a chance-! Had a chance to-!
Rem’s hand thrust forward without her.
THOOM!
For a moment, Rem felt the world. She could feel it, in her mind! She felt the contours of the cave wall. Felt the thousands of blades of grass woven together beneath her boots. Felt the jagged armor of the old trees. She felt it because she pushed on it. All of it! And it moved. It launched the white-clad foe back out of the cavern entrance! They recovered in a skillful landing- but it gave Rem a moment to recover. She stumbled with the return of control, her eyes wide.
That was…
SeeD. Their kind was made to kill you.
Who are you?
But even as she wondered that, she looked down at the spear in her hands. Did it have to be a past life? All she’d worked for, studied for, trained for…!
Rem gritted her teeth and tossed the spear aside. Time to swim or drown. She spread her wings, but not to fly. She felt them. New limbs she’d struggled to coordinate. She did just as she had before- focus. Not on the points extending from her back, but more. All around her. Feeling. She could feel the soil like she were brushing her fingers through it! Feel the cool tree bark like she were resting her cheek on it! After feeling it forced through her moments before, she knew what to look for. She could feel! And if she could feel, she could grasp.
For example, the cool, leafy surface of an old ivy vine curling around one of the many, many tree trunks behind the trooper. Rem’s fingers twitched and moved like they were caressing something…and then wrapped around an invisible cord. She used her arms once more to guide her proprioception, imitating what she wanted to happen. The vine shuddered, then loosened, then began to uncurl…
”Hyah-!” Rem barked as she twisted her arms in a mime of whipping a rope! The vine lashed ‘round the trooper, and Rem yanked it tight, attempting to ensnare the white SeeD!
White SeeD, high tech...Esthar?
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The Princess
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2024 3:53 pm
Lost in skies of powdered gold
xxxxxxxCaught in clouds of silver ropes
xxxxxxxxxxxxShowered by the empty hopes
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs I tumble down, falling fast to the ground
I know I'll wither, so peel away the bark
xxxxxxxxx'cause nothing grows when it is dark
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear
xxxxN y a l exxxxL a y t o s▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰ ✮ ⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Nyale watched the white-suited agent block her attack, revealing the tonfa, and her eyes narrowed. Definitely anti-magic properties. But it still took some damage, and she had only been testing the water with that first bolt. And if she could get past the tonfa, their bodies were flesh and blood like any other...
The figure approached, whirling another bolas. Ny readied herself by getting into a stance, her fingers twitching and heart pounding. As Eta began singing and the buffs flowed over Ny she felt her body tingle with the supportive magic, growing stronger and faster.
When her attacker's attention suddenly turned to Eta and they launched the weapon at the girl Ny urgently threw her free hand out. One of the many scattered logs on the ground levitated and was quickly hurled at the bolas, the same way Eta had before but in a shakier and less controlled manner. Her telekinesis was not as graceful as her comrade, but it did the job. The log caught the crackling bolas in the air before it could strike Etamara. Nyale then immediately hurled her second light bolt at the distracted agent to draw their attention again. "Dirty move" She spat, annoyed that they'd targeted the other girl.
I'm your opponent
"Etamara! Get up in the trees and stay out of their range!" Ny shouted. She could see the bow staff agent closing in on Eta so she dug her heels in and gave a powerful beat of her wings to blast them with wind and slow them down. An ominous feeling had coursed through her as she recognised the SeeD fighting techniques of the agents. Someone wanted them dead really bad...
Ny changed tack and ran forwards to the center of the open area, spinning on the spot and throwing out both hands to cast repeated and rapid blasts of light magic at both the tonfa agent and the bow staff agent, trying to overwhelm them with the flurry of magic attacks. You can't block them all... She thought coldly. A single hit on any part of their body would knock them off their feet, leaving a burning wound.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰ ✮ ⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬T h exxL i g h t w e a v e r Let your colours bleed and blend with mine...xxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2024 7:44 am
Etamara Vilisantra Status: Violence has arrived.
Song of the moment: Airflow ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ To say that this ambush was agitating, was an understatement. Enemies who had nigh immunity to her magic. Keeping track of the NWO trooper that disappeared into the trees, Etamara backed off, moving to stay closer to Nyale. That paid off it seemed, with Nyale blocking a Bola that had come her way. Trained killers were much more problematic than monsters, especially ones who clearly were trained to hunt down sorcerers. She had to admit, as much as she praised her mentor for his teachings, this was the biggest blunder he could have made, and she was not going to let him down for this. Taking her bow, she began to perform on her instrument, playing off a song for the girls and sending out the buffs to them, and herself.
Hearing Nyale shout at her to fly up into the air, Etamara did so, her focus entirely in her sensory magic as she buffed and performed for the other two. Upon flying above the tree line, she pondered on what it was she could do to help the girls further. She couldn't let Nyale and Rem fight 3 on 2, but even with them together, it wouldn't matter against the more trained SeeD. "Where are you...." She thought to herself as she scanned the area, not for the troopers but for something else. "Scorched earth tactics it is." She decided.
As the battle progressed, the music noticeably became lowder, musical notes spreading off from her liking floating speakers, unleashing her music across the deep forest. What was she doing? Well, simple really.
She was making noise for the T-Rexaur.
"" ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━═✥═━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
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Ellise Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2024 12:40 pm
White SeeD
Status: Amused.
Location: Sorceress Hunt.
_________Dear_Etamara_and_Nyale_________________________
Life got easier once the telekinetic projectile assault ended. The warrior paused for a moment, only snapping a look around to ensure he knew the situation. The wind from the blonde sorceress was slightly annoying, but if only she knew. If only she knew. They had prepared for wind hazards. Seeing as Nyale had decided to play interference, the agent gave his ally a quick nod. If she wanted the smoke she would certainly get it. They sprinted forwards, spry and majestic, darting straight at the magic bolts with no fear.
Tonfa guy had his back, popping one of his anti-mana grenades and throwing it ahead of his ally, letting it burst and dissipate most of the light bolts. The rest the bo-staff agent was able to deflect, although they had been so diminished they weren't leaving marks any more. Then following up, the tonfa one ran into the anti-mana field before, well, coming to a stop when the ground rumbled. The bo staff man came short of the exit of the grenades range when the ground rumbled. The SeeD raised a finger gun at Nyale, and she could hear a "Tch."
The agent nodded to the northeast and put their staff vertically at their side, pretty much as if they were standing down. The tonfa one shrugged, putting their hands behind their head as they looked northeast as well. Did they know where the T-rexaur was?
_________Dear_______Remington___________________________
The gunblade SeeD grunted at the odd lasso being wrapped around it, and though it seemed to be restraining them, they were not quite entirely bound. Perhaps their armor had also been treated to lessen magic on them, or perhaps Rem's telekinesis was not yet that formed. Either way, they popped the anti-magic grenade they had intended to use to trap Rem in the cave mouth. Quickly full mobility returned and the gunblade was raised to continue the fight, before the ground rumbled. The SeeD pointed north east with the gunblade, and leaned against a nearby pretty nonchalantly.
_________Dear_______Girls________________________________
It had heard the music. With each step it took the ground rumbled, and the armored hide of the creature shook the trees and broke boughs as it ran through the forest. Once it cleared the treeline and was in clear sight of the combatants, it raised it's head and roared. It was a impressive sound, although some of it's intimidating presence was reduced by the sight of a party hat gracing it's head.
Soon after this was revealed, the tonfa SeeD popped a party popper towards Nyale. "S'pose that surprise is spoiled." The woman spoke, slapping the bo staff SeeD on the shoulder. "So, whaddya think, pass or fail?" The bo staff SeeD did not answer at first, looking at Etamara and then Nyale. "Despite the internal panic, Etamara performed admirably. Nyale was getting there, but likely fold before she found her opening." He spoke.
Meanwhile the gunblade SeeD spoke, seemingly with the other two despite being far away. They probably had comms. "Fail over here, but Salem was right. I have some severe déjà vu going on, and I remember two instances of this encounter." He pushed off of the tree, and motioned for Remington to follow. "C'mon, let's rejoin the others Ms. Nipal."
Meanwhile, the T-Rexaur lumbered it's way over to the flying Etamara, seemingly wanting to be petted.
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