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Post by Talbot Linsorim on Apr 23, 2007 12:01:51 GMT -5
As usual, she had nothing to say and nothing to add. The once exuberant Talbot had lost alot in the few years she had been at Arcane Academy and it seemed as though she in her 'old' age had mellowed out. Dipping her hand into the small bag of candie she kept at her side, she popped a small light blue one into her mouth and sighed. Maintaining her scythe as a walking stick was a little draining but this was good for a pick me up. She had sat back the entire ride, not said a word- nor had her hairpiece chirped a single bit of opinion, Mikon having fallen asleep many long hours ago.
Brushing a lock of whitened blonde from her face, Talbot's blindfold remained directed towards the front of wherever she may be or be heading. Her walking stick always tapping lightly even when solitary. Radiating calmness, with or without the music, after stepping off the bus- Mikon gave a squeak of surprise at the temperature change but quickly silenced himself. Talbot gave a small thank you, then returned to her silence. Smirking slightly at the 'you look pretty' to the other girl with them.
Tapping her cane, the pulse gave her a sight of the house- what fine roses. Though some did have a bit of rot on them, they were rare anf well taken care of roses. Mildly impressed, Talbot waited with her companions, casually popping another light blue candy into her mouth.
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Post by The Director on Apr 23, 2007 18:30:43 GMT -5
The front of this cafe/bistro was in fact some sort of 10 story building. Something out of the Tony Jaa movie "Tom-Yum Goong." There was a reason that the bus driver refused to drop the students in front of the House of Rose. Despite a cozy looking cafe/bistro/eatery, the front seemed to be heavily guarded for some reason. About two import racers and a large red shiny SUV were parked out in the front. The SUV was blaring MC Solaar's Solaar Pluere. It was so loud that it would annoy people. But for some reason, none of the locals dared mess with the people in those expensive cars and SUVs. A good number of people standing guard were dressed in urban/hip-hop clothing talking each other in French. They seemed to be a bunch of people you don't wanna piss off nor fuck with in the first place. At the same time these three Academy students were about to approach the House of Rose, a lone Asian boy that seemed to be of Southeast Asian ethnicity flew out from the front entrance of the House of Rose and landed on his ass. He seemed to be dressed like some sort of country bumpkin. However, this boy quickly stood to his feet and dusted himself off. This boy seemed to be about 17-19 years of age. He looked determined and proud at the same time seemed a bit reckless and inexperienced. Some of the thugs laughed at the boy. "What do you think this is, Tom-Yum-Goong?" "The fuck do you think you are, Tony Jaa?" The thugs laughed at him some more. Still the boy wouldn't leave the scene. "Should we fuck him up some more?" "Why not?" The thugs then slowly started to surround the boy. Now the Academy was faced with a side-task. Arrival of this boy was not detailed in the report of this mission. And it seemed that this boy didn't know about the world of magic nor what was going on in the House of Rose. But it seemed he would need to be helped. The Academy Students would have to dispatch these thugs if they want to proceed into the House of Rose and find out its secrets. Thug A x 4STR: 10 DEX: 15 END: 15 INT: 5 WIS: 5 ENG: 5 Weapons: Knives Magical Abilities: NoneThug B x 2STR: 20 DEX: 15 END: 15 INT: 5 WIS: 5 ENG: 5 Weapons: Sledgehammer, Spiked Club, and other Heavy Blunt Weapons Magical Abilities: NoneThug C x 7STR: 15 DEX: 15 END: 15 INT: 5 WIS: 5 ENG: 5 Weapons: Baseball Bats, Steel Pipes, Wooden Planks, etc. Magical Abilities: NoneThe students would have to act fast if they were to prevent this young boy from getting his ass severely kicked and eventually shot.
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Leon
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When you want me there, I'm not. When you need me there, I am.
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Post by Leon on Apr 25, 2007 23:38:36 GMT -5
Before Leon got any reaction from Lienn it seemed a commotion had erupted from the place they where supposed to check out. Leon's mind went wild at the sight of what was going on. There was a plea from inside his head not to do anything, but it was ignored completely, anything that would even be considered a metal object or weapon would be ripped from the immediate area where they where, a sledge hammer ending up infront of Leon. He wasn't going to play nice, as he pulled out his fighting gloves from the inside pocket of his suit.
he ran over and in what could be confusion wrapped the sledge hammer around one of their necks and held him there in a choke. He was in no mood to see any fighting or do any fighting, he would try to defuse the situation and if that didn't work he would kill them without hesitating. Not that he was a cold blooded killer before, but war had changed him from that innocent little boyish person he was. He may be shy still, but violance was beggining to become very troublesome.
((OoC: Yay shortness. XD))
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Lienn~
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Post by Lienn~ on Apr 27, 2007 17:29:37 GMT -5
Lienn blinked at the comment from Leon, a small smile falling across her face and she went to thank him when a commotion seemed to break out. Some heavy built thugs were surrounding a boy around their age. Well now, 13 on 1 wasn't fair, it looked like they were going to have to even up the odds. Besides...they were blocking the entrance.
The blonde french girl stepped forward, calling out to the thugs in their native tongue. "Arrêt! Là-bas vous!" Stop! You there! She moved forward swiftly toward them, hands at her sides. "Vous ne pouvez pas nous arrêter, la petite fille." You can't stop us, little girl. Two nearest thugs grunted with dumb grins. One swung a plank directly at the left side of her head while the other swung a pipe low from the right. They were meaning to dispatch her quickly, and unfortunately for them, it wasn't going to happen.
She held her right hand out, fingers stiff as if clutching the air, the right swinging pipe stopping in its track. While the bufoon was confused, she ducked to the right, swinging her left hand, telekinesis aiding the first thugs swinging movement to arc past her to find a new target a little farther along his swining arc..his friends head. Following through in her ducking motion, she reached for the pipe, using her gift to help summon it to her hand as she stood back upright. Confused and infuriated at dispatching his cohort, the first thug turned to attack again, though as he brought his arm back to swing again, she jabbed the pipe into his stomach, and he fell backward with a painful grunt.
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Raiden Matsutani
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The past me...is someone you don't wanna see...
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Post by Raiden Matsutani on May 9, 2007 22:04:20 GMT -5
Raiden walked out of the back streets. He was teleported here by the Academy by chance. He had gotten word that this mission may as well need a little more help. Raiden was really bewildered by the fact they chose him to go. He felt he wouldn't be able to do anything special, but that was self doubt kicking in again.
Raiden stood from across the stree of the building they instructed him to find. For a while he just waited and listened from across the street. His strong ears picked up the distinct conversations word for word. That's when he noticed the students previously assigned to this mission walk on the scene. Even though he's never really seen any of them before, their clothes stood out like a sore thumb.
Raiden's attention was grafted away from them and towards the sudden commotion. Hmm? He watched it all panel out to the thugs getting ready to wail on this other kid. As he watched two of the other students handle the other thugs, there were two of them still focused on the boy. Raiden took immediate action and sprinted over to the boy. It was a sprint of maybe a star athlete since he didn't want any humans getting suspicous.
Raiden came in just in time to block the thug's spiked club with left arm(gauntlet on this arm), and the baseball bat with his right. The metal neck choker around his neck jingled when he can to a dead stop after catching the weapons. It like it was notifiying everyone of his presence. Kind of like a cat entering the room with a little bell around its neck. Raiden's red eyes stared into both thugs eyes. This demon already wasn't liking these guys...so his kind nature was pushed behind him for now. "Maggots..." he said with disgust.
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Post by The Corrector on Jul 23, 2007 19:28:49 GMT -5
The Director is not feeling well so he asked me to close this for him.
Lienn: +4 exp. Talbot: +3 exp. Cirkel: +1 exp. Leon: +4 exp. Raiden: +1 exp.
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