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 Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 6:52 pm
  Marcus Fusion
Soul Powered Hand Cannon
Partner: Nerine Anderson
Kishin Eggs: 5
Madness Control: 0
Marcus nodded as he walked off to get his things gathered up. He couldn't deny that he was a little excited, but at the same time he was a little nervous. Would the people he had attacked while under the control of the madness forgive him, would they accept him back? He could only hope for the best, but knew what he would have to do should the worst come to be.
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 7:18 pm
Nerine Anderson
DWMA Meister ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ✼Nerine eventually got the tickets and reserved their spot on the plane. "Alright..." she said as she got up and walked upstairs to get her stuff "We are good to go!" she called over to where Marcus' room was before walking into hers and grabbing her bag. ✼
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 8:20 pm
Marcus Fusion
Soul Powered Hand Cannon
Partner: Nerine Anderson
Kishin Eggs: 5
Madness Control: 0
Marcus nodded as he finished packing his things and walked down to the entrance and took a look around. "Man, I will miss spending time alone here with you." He said to Nerine when she finally came down the stairs. "Hopefully we aren't too out of practice to actually go on missions."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 4:43 pm
Nerine Anderson
DWMA Meister ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧‧:❉:‧ ✼Nerine set her items by the door "You make it sound like my apartment is full of fifty other people." she joked with a cheerful smile. ✼
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 5:28 am
Marcus Fusion
Soul Powered Hand Cannon
Partner: Nerine Anderson
Kishin Eggs: 5
Madness Control: 0
Marcus chuckled and just shook his head. "No just that after a year, it's goin to be kind of odd to be around a bunch of people when I'm used to it being just us." He picked up his things and a few of hers and smiled slightly. "Still at least at the end of the day we can still head home and have some time away from everyone." He looked at her then back around the house before sighing in a mixed feelings kind of way. "You ready to get back into the game?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 2:20 pm
Lilitu Adrat
- Witch - Soul Protect: Off - -Affiliation: None -
__________________________________________________________ Lilitu calmly walked through the snowy streets of Moscow carrying a long pole, from the end of which hung a lantern. She didn't bother with her Soul Protect since any Meisters would certainly have noticed her before she arrived in the city. Looking around the dim streets she was aware of the people staring at her, but was unconcerned. Carrying on down the street she decided to head into an alley, it was there she found what she was looking for or rather it found her. Three young men surrounded her and one drew a knife. "Looks like your a little lost miss. Why don'cha drop whatever it is you's got an' we won't have ta cut ya." This man, clearly their leader, held the knife up to catch the light but it didn't phase Lilitu one bit. She turned her head as another of the men spoke. "I dunno she's pretty big. Are ya sure this is a good idea?" The leader growled a little and stuck the knife under Lilitu's nose, causing her to cross her eyes to look at it. "I won't tell ya again! Drop you're stuff or I'll..." Lilitu's face remained passive as she lifted the man up using the claws she had just stuck in his chest. The other two had quickly run, leaving their comrade in the literal hands of Lilitu. Dropping his body to the ground she watched as his soul began floating above his corpse. Plucking it from the air Lilitu examined it before carefully placing it inside her lantern. Tapiing the glass Lititu stared at the plusing blue wisp for a few moments before leaving the alley and the crimson snow behind.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 3:03 am
Lilitu Adrat
- Witch - Soul Protect: Off - Souls Collected: 4 - -Affiliation: None -
__________________________________________________________ Lilitu was very bored as she walked down the streets of Moscow, blood dripping from her claws as she went. Since it was night very few people were out. So far she'd come across two more people and collected their souls in her lantern as well. As she walked along she was spotted by a policeman who was shocked at her size and the blade on her claw. Drawing his gun he ordered her to freeze. Lilitu just stared at him with her usual blank expression and put down her lantern then placed her claws together "Chomp, Chomp, Bite... Devour Magic; Soul Bite. Kapa..." There was a quickly flash of red and then nothing. Picking up her lantern Lilitu collected the soul and carried on her way. Behind her lay the body of the man, a large clean hole right through his body and several walls behind him. Lilitu didn't care about hiding her pressence any more, with that spell and the bodies she'd left behind the DWMA would soon hear about it and begin their hunt.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 12:26 pm
Lilitu Adrat
- Witch - Soul Protect: Off - Souls Collected: 4 - -Affiliation: None -
__________________________________________________________ Lilitu eventually decided to go home. She had collected a couple souls but there didn't seem to be all that many people out and about, so the chances of gathering more were slim to none. Using the traditional method for opening the gateway, Lilitu stepped through the portal home. [exit]
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2016 6:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2016 7:30 pm
Ah yes, the good old taste of metal in the morning. It wasn't like he'd been licking some rusty chain on a swing like some of us may have done in kindergarten... More like the way marathoners or tired horses smacked metallic in the last few miles of the race. Illo, his body like the barrel of a giant cannon, was tasting that now in darkness.
Soon it lifted him through the strata magnifique of sensory input to what we call awake: dull to sharp to bearable sound; with a similar progression for sight, touch from a numb creeping; the temperature registering as hot first, then cold as his perception widened and zero'd in on the finite to pinpoint the difference on his wrist, which was slowly vanishing, to a full-on grope and cling to the air as he felt the new breath in his lungs. He heard him alright, but at this stage it was nothing doing if the man wanted a quick response.
"..." Illo didn't respond with words, only slowly looked up at this new enemy, yet another stranger in black.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2016 8:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2016 8:48 pm
Days? At the utterance of that word Illo was triggered, springing into the conversation which he had little stake or care as the slightly perturbed character made with the lecture/interrogation. He was looking down the whole time, but snapped his head up.
"Days? How long have I been asleep? ... I'd like to leave." Illo was a bit more calm than he probably should have been, not knowing just how impossible freedom was for him at this point. With the curtain of mystery drawn over the conversation, a subtle change in the monk's eyes: fear to match the masked man's mocking cheer.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 11:20 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 2:48 pm
All this was a bit much for Illo to take in at the moment. The weight of these thoughts, about what he had done, what the implications might have been for his immediate future now, caused his brows to tremble, and eventually his head snapped downward at an angle, unable to bear it anymore. The more he thought of it the more he remembered all those times when he ignored the advice of his brothers and pushed his powers past the boundaries of his control, only to have it all come down around him: the trust of his friends, their safety, the reputation of the school further damaged.
"... Why am I here?" He answered his question internally, but waited for the mysterious man to confirm his suspicion.
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