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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None Come to think of it, Chris never told me where he was from. "Pardon me? Why wouldn't you be worrying if Mr. Keen could recognize your spell?" Oh, don't tell me there was an whole group of magicians from the other world right under my nose. "I can't imagine he would report to anyone aside from a mundane authority." But there was still much for me to learn about this era. Also, it appeared that we had other concerns. Willing the door to unlock would have been more effective (if more risky), but I make the obligatory and futile attempt at opening it manually, anyway. "Great. That's just what we need." I giggle in spite of myself. "There's probably a couple hundred pounds of teenager between us. Want to try and force it open?" Yeah, I'm pretty tiny. There is a voice outside. Aimi? What was she doing here? Oh, well. We obviously needed help. And even without that whole lecture, I'd rather use magic as my option of last resort. "Yeah! We're locked in!" DeTosh fucked around with this message at 20:32 on Aug 29, 2014 |
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Crispian "Chris" Caius Avilius Constantine Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark 2 Harm 0/4 | Exp 3/5 | Conditions: None I get up to follow Reagan down to the door, and give it a try myself after she fails to get it open. After verifying for myself that it was locked, I take a step back and say to Reagan in a voice low enough hopefully not to carry, "So, what do you want to do?" In a louder voice, I call back to Aimi, "We could try forcing it I guess, can you see how sturdy the lock looks on that end?"
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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None "Eat my words," I whisper back. Initiate configuration of Juggler Sigil. "Help me with the door, will you?" I reach over to try the knob again. Sigil Enhance Complete. Execute Reality Breach. A glimpse of a different world appears before my eyes. Or, more accurately, a different perspective of the world at large. Symbols. Possibilities. Energy. Through the chaotic whirlwind of the clock tower's mana flow, I spot the lock, mechanism and all. Telekinetically undoing the mechanism would require line of sight, as well as time and work I would rather not put in. Instead, I rewrite the "locked" property as "unlocked" when Chris gives the door a good push. Then I wrench myself away from the sight of, well, everything. "Sorry." I'm breathing hard. That always takes a lot more out of me than I expect. "That was just plain hypocritical. After dragging you out here, too. I didn't want us stuck in here when..." I make the universal hand gesture for a phone call. "...you know." DeTosh fucked around with this message at 23:29 on Aug 21, 2014 |
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Alyosha Kosoglad Hot 2 | Cold -1 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Integrity 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 Hon...honesty? W-well, at least he didn't think I'm weird or laugh or...yeah! And his smile is just...oh gosh, it's infectious and I'm smiling this big goofy smile and then he kisses my hand ohmigosh and I try to say something but the only thing that comes out is a lot of squeaking and stammering and aaaaaa i'm flustered again and it's embarrassing and- "Sweeping training? Like...i-is that, um...like, like sweeping with a broom, or the kind, you know...the kind princes in stories do?" ...don't get me wrong, littering is bad! It's really bad and so many people just don't care and use the Earth as one big wastebasket and it's horrible and they're the worst! But... But I'd like a prince. That's not selfish, right?
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Aaron Hot 2 | Cold -1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Condition: Terrified "The latter, generally. Shall we go?" I draw Aly in close, and hold them carefully by the waist, tilting them back into the classic dancer's rest. "I'm getting sort of hungry after everything. Know somewhere? My treat, of course."
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Hot 2 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 2/5 I don't get a chance to answer Chris when all of a sudden, the padlock clicks opens on its own. And he bursts straight out of the door. "Aaah!" Not the weirdest thing that's happened to me today, I hate to admit. "Phew. I guess the groundskeeper didn't lock it all that well?" I say, quickly rationalizing that moment away. I look at the two, bewildered. I sort of want to drag Reagan out already, yet something else nags in my head. "...why were you both inside here for that long?"
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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None Is she implying what I think she's implying? "No. It wasn't that." I frown at Aimi. "And I would appreciate that you get that thought out of your head immediately." I sigh, and hand Chris the fallen padlock. "Was there something you wanted?"
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Crispian "Chris" Caius Avilius Constantine Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark 2 Harm 0/4 | Exp 3/5 | Conditions: None I get the idea pretty fast, and wait until I can feel the magic start to flow around Reagan before I give the door a shove. A bit harder than I meant too, uh oh! I tumble out of the tower, and crash right into Aimi, landing sprawled against her. turn Kei/Aimi on [14:47] <godfish> !r 2d6-1 [14:47] <Krysmbot> godfish, 10-1 = 9 As soon as I get my feet back under me, I take a few hurried steps back, slightly red. "Sorry! I guess the lock wasn't too good after all." I turn a bit redder at her suggestion, and shake my head. "Oh, no, we were just enjoying the view." To cover my growing embarrassment, I take the lock from Reagan, and turn to reattach it on the door and click it locked again.
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  Hot 1 | Cold -1 | Volatile 2 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | XP 1/5 | Soft "See you around." I manage to get out, with a blank look on my face. "Hey, where are you going?" I shout to Andrew, who seems to have taken a sudden interest in the dojo. "The house is past the dojo."
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Hot 2 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 2/5 "H-hey, I just thought... never mind." I blush shyly, still recovering from that collision with Chris. I'm pretty sure Aimi would do the same thing in my place, and that's a good thing. I would probably do this with more stuttering and apologizing. I choose for Chris to take a string... on Aimi the NPC.  "Anyway! Er..." I shuffle a few steps backward and regain composure. "I just wanted to pull Reagan aside for a minute or so, if you don't mind. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None "Uh, no. No, you weren't." Just to drive the point home. I walk over to Aimi. "What did you need?"
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Hot 2 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 2/5 I grab her by the arm just as she says "need". "Please don't freak out." I say quietly, turning my back on Chris. "It's me. Um, it's Kei. You know... you lend me your uniform and ask me sometimes to take over your shifts in your parent's cafe. Even though they give you a lot of breaks and make you go outside for some reason..." Hoping that's enough to convince her, I turn to Reagan with a pleading look. "Um... I need your help. Also some advice, if you're not busy."
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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None "I...believe you." To a point. What Kei just said would be difficult for someone else to learn. I walk a bit closer and lower my voice. "I might have something to deal with, here, but I can't be sure. What do you need me for?"
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Hot 2 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 2/5 "Uh... boy advice. And maybe getting back at someone who's stealing him from me right now." This sounds a lot sillier now that I put this in words. Also I know already said something about keeping character, but Reagan already knows about me, so keep quiet. I look back at Chris. "Do you... want me to change my clothes and meet you somewhere? Uh, I was gonna go in the club as Aimi earlier and take over but everything sorta fell apart by the time I came back..."
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Hot 1 | Cold -1 | Volatile 2 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | XP 1/5 | Soft We reach the house; Gramps is in his room, reading. Have I mentioned he was a tailor before he retired? "Make yourself at home. Need another ice pack? How're you planning on getting home today, anyway?"
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Andrew/Wendar Hot 1 | Cold -1 | Volatile 2 | Dark -1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Delusional, Heartless. "By walking, isn't that obvious?" I say while raising an eyebrow at Makoto. "And no... I shall just take a quick rest before I start my quest for Lady Holly again. The dojo that teaches the way of the Archer... Methinks it's related to the case! And of course there is the fact that I need to meet of Aaron." Of course, there is the matter of getting hold of him. I do have his 'cell number', or whatever kind word they use for those contraptions that take the place of mental telepathy on the mortal plane.
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Hot 1 | Cold -1 | Volatile 2 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | XP 1/5 | Soft "Gramps would tell you the dojo teaches the art of reflecting upon one's ineptitude and chillaxing. Anyway, I'd be happy to give you a tour." EDIT: Since we ended up not going, tour blather moved to location description. Xom fucked around with this message at 20:00 on Aug 27, 2014 |
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Andrew/Wendar Hot 1 | Cold -1 | Volatile 2 | Dark -1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Delusional, Heartless. He practices Archery? Well, not all mortals are useless in a fight, it seems. "I don't have time for tours... I just need to... Rest for a bit. Yes. Then look for Lady Holly."
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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None It might easier than dealing with Chris' problem, but not quite so urgent. "I'm not a great source of boy advice." For starters, my so called marriage was arranged. And few of my subsequent affairs ended well. "Well" defined as both of us being alive when all was said and done. "Now, revenge, I can handle. But Chris might still need me. Just a moment." If nothing else, we can stay in touch by text. I turn back to Chris. "How were you planning on handling this?" It would be wise to know what Mr. Keen is up to. He might have noticed my abilities, as well.
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Cal "Well, clearly, we need to break in. The question is how?" I lean up against the wall, appearing to be deep in thought. Truth is, the only thing I'm considering is how likely I am to be able to slip into the spirit world without anyone thinking something's up. Sorry about late post, will have a better one up probably tomorrow!
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Crispian "Chris" Caius Avilius Constantine Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark 2 Harm 0/4 | Exp 3/5 | Conditions: None I give Aimi a shrug as she tasks to borrow Reagan for a minute, then get back to relocking the door. I'm a little curious about what she wants, did she run out of the clubroom a little bit ago crying? She seems to have recovered fairly well. Why'd she want to talk to Reagan then though? I hadn't noticed them knowing each other particularly. Whatever. Once I've locked the tower up again, I turn back to face the pair of them and lean against the door to wait for the conversation to end. Once Reagan heads back, I lower my own voice to reply, "I suppose I could try scrying him to see if we can figure anything out, but it isn't really uh... my strong suit. I don't suppose you're much good at it?" Actually, if she noticed my spell that easily, hmm. "Say, do you know anyone else around her can do magic? Might be good to form a club or something."
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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None "Scrying isn't something that comes up often." Asking around usually gets things done, and with much less of a headache. His question about other magic users gives me an idea, however. "Funny you should mention that." I turn back to Kei, hopefully for the last time. This back and forth nonsense is starting to grate on me. "Is this urgent? Chris and I are in the middle of something, but if you could spare the time to help us, we'd be glad to return the favor." I lean a little closer to her. "By the way, he's not all that dissimilar from me. Though it would be fairly safe to explain your gifts to him, I will not ask that of you." DeTosh fucked around with this message at 06:17 on Aug 27, 2014 |
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Hot 2 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 2/5 "...Is he?" I lean in with clear interest. "Is that how the padlock... huhhh..." I tilt my head to the side and stare over towards Chris', probably longer than I should. All I know about this guy is that he steals stuff from other kids' bags for no apparent reason. You're telling me that he has... spooky stuff going on like me and Reagan? Does that have to do with being a klepto? Who goes to school doing that sort of thing, anyway? Better question... would I trust this guy with my secret? I don't know. It's not like I want everyone to know what I can do, of course. But the chance to learn someone else's weird secret and pull their clothes favors out of them? Too good to pass up. Besides, Reagan vouches for him. And I trust her. To a point. "Can you... introduce him to me, then?" I ask quietly, after a long pause. "I'm not really at good this. You know, revealing secrets. I mean, we stumbled into each others' by accident and..." I trail off with an awkward laugh. And I should stop talking before I look like an even bigger dork. Instead, I take off Aimi's glasses and dig into my pockets for my own. Might as well do my part. Kei will dissipate her magic as soon as Reagan points it out, I suppose.
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Milo Colombera Hot 1, Cold -1, Volatile 0, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 0/5 | Conditions: Milo-kins Our house is pretty simply decorated, though that's only because Mom hasn't been able to unpack all of her flair yet. The furniture is arranged neatly to maximize floorspace and is kept neat. Well, except for the kitchen. Mom's lab shows all the telltale signs of experimentation, and that experiment is sitting on a plate right in front of me and Zoey. "This is what I meant. Just....just eat it."
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Zoey, the Harpy Hot -1, Cold. 2, Volatile 1, Dark -1 Darkest Self Harm 1/4; Exp 3/5; Conditions: Callous, Hair-Triggered, Cow I looked at the offered... something first with puzzlement, then with horror. Krysmbot Jolinaxas, 3+2 = 5 The peanut sauce. It was too much. There was too much of it. Something. How could the pizza downstairs and this monstrosity come from the same hands? Everything was so salty, and yet so sickeningly sweet, and yet also garlic-spicy? I looked to Milo with pleading eyes - how diplomatically did he usually handle this? Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 21:04 on Aug 30, 2014 |
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Milo Colombera Hot 1, Cold -1, Volatile 0, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 0/5 | Conditions: Milo-kins Krysmbot Waffleman, 7-1 = 6 Oh man, this is bad. Who combines peanuts and garlic anyway? Tears well up in my eyes as I force my bite down, gagging a bit. "Nnngh...I'm sorry."
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Andrew/Wendar Hot 1 | Cold -1 | Volatile 2 | Dark -1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Delusional, Heartless. Wait, they are meeting at the pizza place? Then there is absolutely no time to lose! I start to run out of this house and in the direction of... Hm, there was a mortal whose parents owned a pizzeria on the club. Therefore... Yes, the Colombera place. Truly, the netherworld's finest deductive mind has solved this mystery. But yet, there is something I need to confirm. I pick up the cellphone and call Aaron. "W-why I wasn't informed that you were doing a strategy meeting for Lady Holly?"
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Reagan Hennessy (The Mummy) Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Conditions: None "The padlock was me, actually." I turn back to Chris. Just remember, Reagan, you brought this on yourself. "Chris, I'm telling you this secret in good faith, and because someone gave me permission to. I'm assuming you can keep it to yourself?" I wait for him to answer in the affirmative before I continue. "There's already a magic user with us." I give Kei a nod. DeTosh fucked around with this message at 06:55 on Aug 28, 2014 |
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Crispian "Chris" Caius Avilius Constantine Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark 2 Harm 0/4 | Exp 3/5 | Conditions: None I watch Reagan with some curiosity as she appears to be playing some kind of game of telephone between Aimi and I, then blink and nod at her request. "Alright." It's a lot easier to keep someone else's secret than your own. Generally. As she reveals it though, I turn slightly to stare directly at Aimi, then look back at Reagan in surprise. "Aimi, really?" Is she joking? Actually, now that she mentions it, I can feel the hint of a something around her, a glamor maybe, on hang on a se-wow what, "Kei?" That was kind of crazy, I couldn't sense it at all until it was fading, and seriously, what were the odds? Three magic users in one club, and two of them are cute girls, drat. "How'd you do that, that was amazing!?" Was this secretly a magic school or something?
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