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Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by JerriLeah7 on 10th May 2017, 7:30 pm

Guild Ties Starter

A brief summary of current events, as well as the starting conditions for each character will be posted below when the role-play is ready to begin.  Please remember, when role-playing in Guild Ties, to use time, location, and attention stamps.  Although these stamps are not required, they will make the job for the RPM 100% easier to navigate through and to understand.  Thank you.



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Character Color Codes
cc3300Yuzu, the Gunpowder Witch@Ink
0066ffRyūko, the Swordeater@Ink
cc99ccSilk, the Child of Arachne@Ink
cc9999Kaimele Manistique@xenolion
cc6600Jacobi Rovengo@xenolion
6633ffDaisan Zeruko@xenolion
ff9900Claire Alexandra Lokhorst@Luna
ff3366Rocket Cerabella Linelliese@RadioTanuki
cc0033Juliette Napolitano@JulietHasAGun
cc9900Hamlet Napolitano@JulietHasAGun
ff3333Nymeria Sonata@Goetia
9933ffEdel Sonata@Goetia
00CC66Ryla Tarslen@HikariKuragari
9999ffRyushi Hirose@HikariKuragari
4A966FXiax@MethosArchaic
3788ecNadleeh Thessalonica@JerriLeah7
00ccffSonja@Phirron
7272ffCorona@Phirron
787776Zero@LightningFang
ff0a02Elizabeth Scarlet@LightningFang

Separators:
Dark Ascension


General I


General II


General III


Infinity Edge


Quinsenterra


Rhodes:


Shining Eclipse:


Star Sound


Sheherazade


White Cross


Villain


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Post by JerriLeah7 on 12th May 2017, 8:39 pm

Braeguard is a place home to magic and non-magic users alike, and up until about a month or so ago, it was your normal, average life for all of those living on this small and simple continent of Guilds and Councils.  

Eight weeks ago, a great storm hit the great island, but these killer storms weren't necessarily unprepared for.  However, the storm hit faster and harder than expected, this time, catching many by surprise and causing much havoc and loss along the land.  However, it was during the beginning of this storm when a magnificent, bright wave of light and magic swept across the horizon, ending the storm in an instant and saving the lives of thousands.

Although there have been many rumors, hypotheses, and discussions regarding the source of what is now known as the "Storm Raze," but little has been proven or truly established as the initial cause of it.  One thing is known for sure, however:  The ability of Storm Raze is not echoed or shared in any by any currently registered S-Rank Mage within any established Guild.

This matter probably would have been more of the talk of town, but it was only a few days later when Dark Ascension attacked.  Once a guild of assassins, their darker paths became known publicly and the Guild was put on a "probation" of sorts while a member of the Unfortunate 13 watched their every move to make sure they followed the understood laws of morality with their magics and establishment.

Regardless, this did not stop the Guild from making its unexpected move as it attacked Infinity Edge head on, causing a war of great proportions as other Guilds stepped in to defend their brethren.  The other Guilds stepped in without hesitiation after learning of their Guild Master's near death experience.   This war lasted for over a month with various Guild Members teleporting in and out via various teleportation magi, providing breaks for the weakened and reinforcements for those still in the fight.  

This carried on for weeks, and would have taken longer, had Lady Aurella de Gant, had not sent a smaller group of magi in towards the Dark Ascension Guild Hall on the second day of the war and utterly destroyed their base into nothing but useless rubble.  This gave the dark guild members no place to go when they needed rest or supplies, hurting them greatly in their efforts.  

Note that no guild member was ever required to participate in the war--but those that assisted were noted within the records of both councils, just as those that did not assist were, as well.  Take that however you will.  Additionally, those that assisted in the war received great pay for it.  Many guild members were pulled away from quests already started just to assist in this one, as it became the primary quest for all.

After the war ended, however, guild members were all sent back home to their guilds to recover, to mark their losses, and to heal their wounded that had not yet been looked at.   Dark Ascension's Guild Master and the man who acted in his stead for the Unfortunate Thirteen were never found.  In fact, the hunt is still going on today--as Dark Ascension has been abolished, it is illegal to bear the mark of the now despised guild.  Bounties for anyone caught (alive) with a mark of Dark Ascension are high, regardless of where they are found or who they are turned in to.

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Post by JerriLeah7 on 12th May 2017, 11:23 pm

The Guild Council meeting hall is a circular room with a circular table at its center.  A chair for each Guildmaster is carefully placed around it, with the Guild's symbol etched into it.  The chair for Dark Ascension sits awkwardly empty as the Guild masters all make their way to their seats as they arrive, some arriving far more slowly than others, despite the teleportation assistance provided under these special circumstances. While the members are pouring in, some congratulate their newest member of the council as he sits in his newest chair--Ryushi of White Cross.  

Although Mia congratulates him, as well, she's rather casual about it, unlike the rest.  After all, it's no big deal to her.  What matters to her is that he provides excellent support to the council as a whole over time--something he'll have to prove with action through his experiences at the table with them.  There are already drinks passed around, though many are looking at her Guild's Trustee and then at her when they realize he's there, standing up against the wall behind her chair.  It's certainly not normal for a Guild Trustee to be present at a council meeting, but they'll get over it.  

Ryushi is surprised a bit by all the attention he was getting, it was making him even more nervous then he already was. It felt a bit intimidating to be in the same room as all these people. Although he did know a few, he didn't know all of them and so he wasn't sure how to behave. For now though he tried to be as polite and sat in his seat with a pretty good posture.

''Thank you for the warm welcome. '' He said with a smile, although it was rather subtle since he was wearing his mask and beautiful purple kimono today. Although the mask wasn,t hiding all of his face, you could see his face pretty well from the sides, the the mask created a bit of shadow over his face.


Jacobi looks around at the others as he leans casually against the wall.  His arms are crossed.  He can feel the glances of the others.  He too has to wonder why she requested him to be here too.  He smirks playfully at the leaders who catch his eye.  He has to admit the battle was fun.  Too short if you ask him.  He accepts the drink, but stays silent for now.

As they all get settled and the awkward silence falls upon the room, the topic is now moved to the now empty chair of another Guild:  Sheherazade.  Miriam, the guild trustee that has taken over since the death of their Guild Master, is not present, but most knew that she would not be present.  Instead, she has still been busy with Guild affairs (having fallen terribly behind, thanks to the war and their sudden loss) and with the memorial to their losses.

Lady Aurella begins the meeting, as always, "Thank you for your time, Masters.  I'll begin with stating my remorse that Rex could not be here with us today.  His loss will forever be a scar on our memories and it will be deeply important that we each remember him and the services that he gave to us."

"Quite so,"  Rodimus says with agreement, "A shame died--but we should explain that to our new man, here."

Rodimus looks over to Ryushi and puts his hand on the man's shoulder in friendship, but Lady Aurella immediately shakes her head before looking over at Mia with obvious displeasure on her countenance.  She says nothing, but her reasoning behind her silent glare is obvious when Mia finally explains the presence of her Guild Trustee.

"We're discussing the Keys today, yes?  Jacobi is the one that handed most of them out."  Mia says with a shrug.  "You wanted info, he's got some of the info."

Lady Aurella stares for a moment longer, clearly still displeased.  She could kick the man out--after all, Mia could have easily gotten any necessary info from him and then delivered that information in the meeting herself.  He's here for another reason, she suspects.  However, she's willing to let this play out.  Maybe it will benefit them.  Maybe it will benefit only Valoria.  Time will tell.

"There is a gate,"  Lady Aurella says matter of factly, "somewhere near the northern edge of the continent.  If all of the  keys to that gate are discovered and used to open it simultaneously, terrible things will happen--a monstrous horde of creatures will be released upon our world.  That is why we spread the keys among the Guild masters and had fake keys made--by Rodimus, himself.  Now they have been passed around to various magi to be hidden, because we suspect the Guild Master of Dark Ascension of trying to open it for some unknown, ridiculous reason."

"And I never liked the whole spreading the keys around,"  Mia says,  "I mean, Rex died over a key--possibly a fake key.  He died for nothing."

Jacobi meets Lady Aurella’s glance.  He can tell she is not happy with him here.  However she did not tell him to leave.  He listens intently as she explains what the keys are for.  Interesting he wonders if he has a false or real key.  Let the Dark Ascension leader come.  He can handle them.

He looks over at the pretty boy.  He is one of the recipients.  He has to wonder if the White Cross leader would say anything.  “All the keys were delivered.  What the recipients do with them is up to them.”


Ryushi was wondering what Rodimus meant, however he was glad the man was so friendly toward him and sitting next to him. It made him a bit less nervous, however to Rodimus words he simply nods. They then started to talk about the keys. That made him even more nervous inside, but he did his best to try and stay cool outside. ''You mentioned the gate would be somewhere on the edge of the northern continent. I remember being on the list of people who needed to go check that area since there was abnormal things going on. The mission was postponed because of the war, although due to the damage the war may have caused, it may be hard to mobilize people of a suitable level for the task at hand. Nevertheless, if something that dangerous truly is there, I hope greatly its not found by the wrong people first. '' He tried his best to sound calm and was glad that all came out okay.

Lady Aurella nods her head, "We suspect it is the gate.  If it is, we need you at the head of it.  You're still expected to investigate the cause of the anomalies in the north. Regarding Rex's death...it was painful, yes, but not for nothing.  His death was something he signed on for-as did anyone with a key.  Each person knows the importance of the key they hold--false key or not."

Mia scowls, "Yeah, sure.  'Cause anyone will sign up to die if you wrap a pretty enough of a vague-ass bow on it."

Lady Aurella's voice is loud and short, "That is enough.  On to other matters.  The replacement of Rex.  Miriam does not wish to obtain the title.  She stated that just being the acting Trustee for once has shown her just how she's not ready for the responsibility.  Any suggestions for what should be done regarding his position?"

Jacobi shakes his head.  “Actually none of the people I handed the keys know anything.  I was only told to hand them off and they need to keep it hidden.  However maybe it can work.  Ignorance is bliss.  That is if they can keep their mouths shut.  If they disobey a simple command from me, that is their problem.”

Ryushi nods and says ''Given I can see the supernatural, I should indeed go there and see what is going on. Although I don't want to enlist people who may not have the ability to face the dangers that are there. I don't want unnessary deaths to happen basically. ''

The whole holding a key meant to sign a contract to die did make him nervous inside slightly, although, given the circonstance behind it, he was ready to protect it with his life.

He listen carefully to what to others says and reply ''Maybe they could hold a vote within the guild of some sort ?... Then again, I'm quite sure they won't be ready just yet to speak about it. It must be really painful. I didn't know him yet, but I had heard great things about him and I got to say it pains me as well that he died.''

Then Jacobi did mention the keys again and indeed ignorance was probably best in this case, but he hated the fact that some innocent people might get killed because of this course of action. Although in his case, know that he knew what they were for and what they did, he knew it was best to protect it.


Ilyana speaks up, this time, "I could offer my brother--he's an S Rank.  He's also an archaeologist.  To be frank, he's avoided guilds for a long time...but if I spoke to him, I think he would agree it is necessary.  He's a good man and you may not know him--hell, the Guild won't know him, but...I think it's the best decision.  We're low on S-Rank members, as it is."

Mia shrugs, "Couldn't care less.  If he's good, put him there, I'm down."

Connor clears his throat, "There's no guarantee the Guild members would follow him.  They may just leave the guild for another."

Grey replies coldly, "Then let them.  No skin off our bones.  More members for the rest of us until her brother makes his own name."

"Should he even wish to take the position,"  Lady Aurella says simply.

Ryushi think for a second and says ''Well for sure it could be hard at first for him to get the trust of the members right away, but I think it would be a good idea.''

"Very well," Lady de Gant replies, "Then we shall try it.  Ilyana, if your brother comes around, we'll work it that way and have Miriam introduce him to his new guild.  If not, we'll go for the vote option."

Ilyana nods her head, "Understood.  So will we meet again, after Ryushi's meeting?"  

"Yes,"  Aurella says, "We certainly shall.  Was there anything else that anyone wanted to add to this conversation?"

Mia scoffs, "I think you should thank Jacobi for putting his life on the line for your asses.  He carried a lot of keys at once, and we know Fuyu died for this, Rex died for this--"

Lady Aurella glares at Mia coldly, but it's Alexander Grey that interrupts, "Thank you, Mr. Rovengo, for your continued service to your Guild and this council."

Lady Aurella hesitates before stating the true reason why she allowed for the Trusteee to remain present for the meeting, "Keep in mind, Mr. Rovengo...you are the only one to know the identity of the majority of the key holders.  That puts you at high risk, should the Ascension discover it."

Ryushi shake his head to mean that he didn't need to add anything. He then listen to the rest.

So the kid got himself murdered too.  He was so much fun too.  That is two keys gone.  Whether they were fake or not is of no importance.  “It is nice to be held in such high esteem, Mr. Gray.”  Jacobi smirks.  His eye is on Lady Aurella though.  There is something going on, her coldness is not a simple guild hatred.  “You forget who my prior employers were Lady Aurella.  That was a lot tougher than some renegade magi.  The identity of the others will go to the grave.  I would worry more about the one who wrote that list.”  

"That would be your Guild Master,"  Lady Aurella says calmly, staring at Mia with disdain, "I worry equally for you both.  At any rate, if that's all, we can close this meeting early--"

"Woah,"  Nekron says, standing up, "I got beef."  

The table all looks up at him and he crosses his arms over his chest, "I wasn't there for this 'guild key' meeting.  I didn't know any of this before, just like the new guy.  And let me guess...V wasn't invited either."

V was the infamous Guild Leader of Dark Ascension.  Mia scowls at his name and just scoffs at him as he places an ankle up on the table rudely to lean back in her chair with a casual posture, "Uh-huh.  Right.  We didn't trust you.  Considering your past with V, we figured we should be on the safe side--"

"The safe side?"  Nekron says incredulously, "The safe side?  I know V more than anyone else!  I used to work for him!  Used to, but not anymore!  How many times do I have to prove this?  Gods, I helped you in the war against him!  I didn't--I don't want anything to do with the man anymore and you just--"

Ilyana stands up and sighs, still looking weak and slumping a little in posture, "Look, Nekron.  Maybe we were wrong.  We're sorry about that.  We did what we could at the last moment, okay?  I know you're upset, but--"

"Nothing,"  Nekron says, shaking his head, "But nothing.  You made a mistake.  You left the new guy out--but he sure as hell was trustworthy enough for a key.  Not me, though."

Silence fills the room, nothing said from any member before Grey finally says what he feels like he needs to say, "Just get over it.  You'll either earn our trust or you won't.  This is the consequence to being what you were.  Deal with it."

The atmosphere became suddenly really tense and Ryushi preferred not be part of the conflict and so he just continued to listen and said nothing.

Lady Aurella says, "Meeting dismissed."

The room starts to part ways as Lady Aurella de Gant vanishes first with the teleporter and the rest soon gather to follow.

Jacobi looks over at Mia.  It must grind Quin’s princess that she has no clue who has the keys, or that two of them are in their presence now.  After it was exposed that Nekron was once associated with DA, his glance switches over to him.  The Lady dismisses the meeting before Jacobi could speak.  He walks over to Nekron.  “If they didn’t trust you, you would not be here while they discussed the keys.”  He walks away and goes to Mia.  “I am ready to leave whenever you are.”  

Ryushi gets up and wait for his turn to be teleported out, not that he liked that way of transportation.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by xenolion on 17th May 2017, 1:34 pm

Daisan
{ATTN: Open} –Sarrice, Sheherazade Guild Hall; --

Daisan exits his room and heads to the main room.  He was not happy to be pulled from his dig site, but knows it is important to be here.  He was not as close to this Rex as he was to the prior one.  Although part of the reason is that this Rex was not a leader too long.  The whole guild is sad and confused now.  Miriam does not want to be the next leader, so now they are leaderless.  Personally, he does not care who the next leader is.  As long as the next Rex will let him work out on the field, he will be perfectly happy.


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Kaimele
{ATTN: Open} --Terrenia City, Manistique home; --

Kaimele is sitting at the table with Olivia.  Both ladies are enjoying a delicious breakfast.  Kaimele finishes the bite in her mouth.  “Grandma we need to talk.  There is some tension between Star Sound and Blazing Swords regarding location.  Especially now we are getting more notoriety since we helped blow up DA.  I don’t know where they will be relocating to or when.  I may have to go with them especially if it is farther away.”


Olivia smiles.  “I didn’t expect you to live here forever Kaimele.  I hope to see some great grandchildren from you before I die.”

Kaimele blushes.  “Grandma…First I have to find the right guy.  Right now I am just having fun before getting tied down.”


“Just don’t wait too long.”  Olivia winks.  “Now shall we get some work done?”


“That is another thing I want to talk about.”  Kaimele start slowly.  “I am going to worry about you alone here on the farm.  I want to either hire someone to keep an eye on you when I am gone or get you a place in the city.”


Oliva shakes her head.  “You don’t have to worry about me Kaimele.  I will be fine.  I have Elliot to watch me.  Go live your life and make sure you bring that Reese guy over.  He sounds like a nice guy.”

“Grandma, we are just friends.  If I do bring him over, you have to promise not to embarrass me.”  Kaimele pleads.  “I have a show this afternoon.  I have been so busy lately.  I will help you until I have to get ready.”


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Jacobi
{Open, Mia} –Valoria Guild Hall--

Teleportation is not a method of travel that he prefers, but in this case Jacobi is thankful for it.  He waits until they are back at the guild hall before turning to her.  “Mia, we have to talk, in private.”


Mia's already heading into her office, so she says nothing and instead, walks on in and expects him to follow. Private is as private can get in there, as it is. She takes a seat in her usual place and waits.

He closes the door after entering.  “Is what she said was true?  About you picking the people for the keys?  Because I must tell you some of those choices toe the intelligent/crazy line.  I know I can handle myself against any enemy, but some of the others are questionable.”


Mia shrugs, "Yep. And who they trust it to after that, should they choose to pass it on, is on them. In the end, it'll be hard as shit for those asshats to find 'em. That's the point."


Jacobi shakes his head.  “You know this isn’t over right?  Those DA freaks won’t stop until they have the keys.  The dear lady seems to be pissed off too.  Is that because she has no control for once?”


Mia shakes her head, "No. She's pissed off because Ilyana almost died. They're best friends and it got to her. She's not one to get emotional, but...this time, she is. Can you blame her?"

“Women overthink everything.  Yeah she almost died, but she didn’t.  It felt good to kick some ass.”  He gets a smirk on his face.  “Mia, I don’t have to tell you to watch yourself.  I destroyed the list, so I meant what I said earlier.”  


"Awwww," Mia says mockingly, "So many feels! Tell me, Jacobi, you gonna go hunt down some more Dark Ascension for me? I think if our guild gets the most turned in, it'll really help our numbers for the Guild Games when it comes time to start..."

Jacobi’s eye lights up.  “Is that an official request?  Because you know I will do it.  Anything is better than sitting here cooling my heels.  Too bad you didn’t have the leader’s name.  I would use the compass to track the bastard down.”


"I expect a lot of unhappy pre-douche DA members in our local prison by the end of the next few weeks. And uh...no one knows his name, so. Yeah. It's a shame, though...you're right."

“I will start as soon as the teleportation effect wear off.  Don’t worry about me, I will keep in touch.  I have to when I drop the freaks off.”  Jacobi rises out of his seat.  “Anything else?”


"Nope, that's about it," Mia says, smiling.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by Ink on 17th May 2017, 10:55 pm

{ATTN: Open}
--Gir'ratown, Quinsennterra Guild Hall--

As the sun shone down on Gir'ratown, this peaceful morning, a carriage rolls in. Aboard is a young lady, looking over the rolling cotton fields and silk farms, leading into town. As they cross through the gate, the clip clop of hooves on the cobblestone streets meets the air, mingling with the chatter of peoples carrying on about their routines. Soon the carriage comes to a halt and the lady departs. She sports a magenta sun hat, the brim of which is pulled down over the upper half of her face. Her skin is an off lavender color, and the corners of her mouth are curled into an impish little grin as she makes her way to the driver, handing him a few silver coins. The elderly man's eyes light up and he bows his head to her as she politely waves to him, on her way. "T-thank you kindly, madam. Gods blessings upon you."

The woman giggles. "Think nothing of it, dear," she says before disappearing into a small crowd.

On her way she passes a gilded water fountain, and spots of lush greenery with masterfully crafted stone benches, upon which people have stopped to converse or feed chirping birds. More than one pair of eyes fall upon her, thanks to her unique pigmentation. But soon those gazes find themselves just as fixated on her elegant, beautifully woven attire - an amaranth dress, with raven black embroidery, and plum-colored ribbons with a fine sheen, all complementing her lavender skin. In her hands is a small basket, filled with sewing supplies. Her tiny smirk stretches ever wider as a woman leans to whisper about her into the ear of her friend.

Soon she arrives at her destination - Guild Hall of the finest guild in the land, Quinsennterra. She enters, her hat still pulled over the upper half of her face. "Good morning," she says to a butler in a demure tone, looking around at the fine halls, decorated with marble statues, vibrant portraits, and the plaque of the guild's beautiful crest. "Dear me. It truly is as they describe. Refinement and beauty at its apex. Simply incredible." She pauses and giggles to herself.

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{ATTN: Open}
--Perta City, Infinity Edge Guild Hall--

A train arrives at the station, just on the fringe of the Perta City, whose lakeside air is humid and filled with the squawking of gulls, all too familiar to the foreigner stepping out with her belongings. The sun beams down intensely on the town, and Ryūko shields her eyes from the light, after spending so long aboard a passenger car. "All right, then," she says, heading towards the town bustling, crowded city.

As she navigates through the sea of people, she stops and beholds a rather conspicuous building on a hill at the far end of town. "Ā, they've certainly made it easy to find."

On her way, she passes by several familiar sites, not to Kinley, but to her own home country. Many of the waterside towns were like this - compact and filled to capacity with people, all going in different directions. On every narrow street there seemed to be a stand selling odds and ends, from elderly women selling jewelry or clothes they'd made, themselves, to men selling small portions of specialty foods. But the busiest were those nearer to the lake, just like Kinley, selling their fish, or rides on their boats. Larger boats transport goods, to and from that Valoria guild, across the way. No matter where one turns, all those in sight are busy, in one way or another.

Eventually Ryūko makes her way through the madness of people, all packed in like sardines, ascending a modest dirt road up the face of the hill in the distance. When she at last visits the Guild Hall, she turns around, casting her gaze upon the breathtaking view the hill has over the city, and the lake, the sunlight just kissing the surface of the water. "Beauty like this can exist anywhere in the world, it seems." Then she turns herself and walks inside, looking around.

"Oha- Ā... hello?" she calls out upon entering.

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{ATTN: Open}
--Walsh Guild Hall--

It'd been a harrowing few days for the gunpowder witch, who yet wanders the Sarrice Countryside, nearing the border with her bag over her shoulder. Her clothes are singed, she's covered in smears of soot, and she carries the smell of brimstone through the air with her. The mission had been a blur. Her mind racing, inventing new ways to use her powers at every turn, just to keep up and keep herself alive, not to mention herself. But in the end, ingenuity was never going to be enough. 'A few precise blasts to key locations. Make the building collapse on itself.' That was the plan. It'd sounded easy enough. But things seldom go as planned. And when things get desperate, strategy is useless. It's in such times that rage becomes the only option. And with her rage, a blast more powerful than any she'd ever mustered. But it'd done something. Left her numb. Every cell still... vibrated. Shook. She'd been told that she slept for over 72 hours after the fact.

When they offered to teleport her back, she declined. "And have to tongue wrestle another one of your heiresses? No thanks," she'd said. But now, as she drifts through the countryside like a wraith, the reason's more clear. Time to herself. A commodity with which Yuzu is an old friend. To the point where she's mastered the art of acquiring it. It's all for the best, after all.

Eventually she returns to the Walsh Guild Hall, making her way up the stairs to the main hall, only to turn around and take a seat at the top of them. For a moment she appears as if in a daze, removed from the active world around her. Those who pass by note the sharp rise in temperature around her.

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Post by Luna on 18th May 2017, 10:57 am

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Claire looked on the work board to see if any jobs she could handle were available. She grumbles noticing that some of the best paying jobs had been taken by others before she had made it down from her bed this morning. 'What jerks' she thought. The one morning she had managed to sleep in and actually get some real sleep. Since the war had finished between them and DA, sleep hadn't come easily to her. Nightmares filled her dreams at night and all she wanted was for all of the murderous scum to be held accountable for what they had done. She sits down on a chair, her armor making a clink noise as she does so. She pulls her sword from her side to check it for maintenance. She sighed. She needed a mission to get her going again..

It was then that she heard the door open. She stands and bows to the oncoming person standing just inside of the door. “Come in! Is there any way I can help you? I am a mercenary for our guild and can help you if you need it.” She said. She didn't recognize Ryūko at first.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by EphPhoenix on 18th May 2017, 1:33 pm

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--Infinity Edge Guild Hall; Infirmary--

She washed her hands, blood diffusing in the water. Her smile was bitter as she watched it dance in the water. At least this blood wasn't from harm she'd caused. No amount of water and soap would ever wash that away.

Hands clean, she dried them on the nearby towel and nodded to one of the nearby aides who caught her eye on the way out. She was done for the morning. This had been the routine since the war had started and she had this knowledge put in her head, though now that the casualties had stopped coming, it was just tending to the wounded that Little Iris had been unable to completely heal.

She felt a stab of guilt as the irascible woman's eyes regarded her. They burned less hotly, now, but Sylmeria could still feel how hotly her cheek had burned from the woman's full-on slap from the day Dark Ascension had attacked the guild. Her teeth had been made loose! Her cheek had retained a red imprint for a week thereafter and stung at the slightest provocation. She'd have never expected it from one who followed the profession of healing. Had that really been necessary?

Sylmeria had taken it in stride. She deserved it and more, though not for what the woman had struck her for.

"Noooo! Noooo! Let me go! Let me gooo!"

She had struggled against the weird lasso that had wrapped around her, only later realizing it was blood. She had climbed the roof of the guild hall and jumped, intending to end her wretched existence and free the world from the threat that was Valkyrie.

She had wound up back on the roof at the feet of Nymeria. Apparently,
someone had been watching her comings and goings. Though she had felt terribly guilty later, all the frustration and unexplained anger had welled up inside of her. She had stumbled to her feet in that rainy rooftop.

"
You!!" she had screamed at the top of her lungs. "How dare you! You have the--the gall to interfere after what you did?! They're dead!! Because of me! Because of what you did!" She had pointed back to where the bodies were being tended. "They had families! They had friends! They had lives! They'll never have them again because of me! How could you...?! How could..."

She screamed in rage. No words, just as much feeling as she could convert into raw sound. Then she'd fallen to her knees, weeping bitterly. All the sorrow she felt at what she'd done, all the pain, all the frustration. There was nothing else in that moment.



For Nymeria's part in that tirade, she'd been stalwart, saying nothing and only taking it silently. She had been brought out of her pain by voices. Several of the guild had heard her screams and thought that Dark Ascension had come early. Sylmeria felt heat rush to her cheeks. Others thought that a banshee was nearby.

Considering the scene, it wasn't hard for them to guess what had happened. They'd had her rushed to the infirmary and someone set for "Suicide Watch." Nymeria had volunteered and a couple others were chosen so as to take it in shifts. Little Iris had no sooner heard what had happened then turned and given Sylmeria the hardest full arm slap she'd ever received, calling her several choice names -- coward, being repeated among the more colorful words and phrases.

Her words after she'd stopped frothing at the mouth had had more weight. She'd told her that she'd insulted her fallen guildmates by thinking her measly life alone being taken could balance the scales. That if she really wanted to right the wrongs of her power, then to do something other than feel sorry for herself. After that, she'd promptly kicked her out.

They'd kept her tucked away when Dark Ascension had returned, and while the battle raged on, it left her time to reflect on Iris' words. Oh, and to ice her face. Spirits, that had hurt!

When the dust cleared and Dark Ascension had been beaten back, Sylmeria had made up her mind. From that day onward, she reported to the infirmary. She didn't know why or what weird trick her powers were playing on her, but with that knowledge, she could at least do something useful.

She'd seen some dark things in the weeks that followed--and peculiar. Her guildmaster appeared here a few times. And that was when she, among others, got to see Rook's power. During her short time at Blazing Swords, that was one of the "Wonders" of the guild. The world, too, apparently. Few knew what his power was or did, and the few who did said it was a sight to behold. They weren't wrong.

She had felt the raw power coming off of him, and during the dark days of fighting, heard the tales of his feats. Once, she even saw it herself -- but that had been on purpose. It had been a terrible risk, but she had needed to know.

When he'd come to Infinity Edge with his power activated, she'd felt...something. Something primal inside of her. She didn't know how she knew, but his magic was somehow...kin...to hers. Moreover, she'd had to resist the urge to attack him. At first, she'd feared that Valkyrie's bloodlust had also started coming through along with whatever this medical knowledge she'd been granted. But this...was something different. It was a sense of duty, a sense of...an ancient enemy.

Needing to understand, she'd followed him to the battlefield and saw his terrible power in action. It was...everything she expected from Valkyrie. Yet, he never attacked his comrades. The raw fury and power with which he fought was palpable, yet it was a blade only pointed at his enemies. When she saw it, she finally understood why the man had been so willing to let her join his guild. If there was anyone that could've dealt with Valkyrie safely, it was him.

After that day, though, the urge to attack him subsided, but she from then on knew whenever he was nearby. The feeling had become one of a watchful sentry, one aware of a potential threat, but only to spring to action if and when the threat was made real. It made her feel slightly guilty to feel this way toward her guildmaster, but it wasn't her fault. It was Valkyrie's.

She rounded a corner and went up the stairs, hanging a quick left and right before arriving at the guest quarters she was assigned for her tenure here. The members of Infinity Edge she passed regarded her politely, some even kindly. Though she doubted they'd ever forgive her, they had at least stopped with the reproachful stares from the early days. They were kind. For that, she was eternally grateful. Especially because she didn't deserve it.

She closed the door to her quarters, taking a moment to take a breath and relax. She splashed water on her face from the basin, then stood before the window, staring out at nothing. There was still the elephant in the room: where did she go from here?

Iris could presumably seal Valkyrie for a time. But it wasn't forever. Eventually, the slumbering dragon would reawaken. She gripped the windowsill tightly, longing filling her. Even if not forever, it would be a time of blissful peace. She could walk freely again, not always worried about the bomb inside her going off. For a time...

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head. It would be a lie. And as Iris had put it in regard's to her suicide: a coward's way out. She leaned forward, pressing her head against the glass. What was she to do...?

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by Ink on 19th May 2017, 12:11 am

Ryūko levels her head from its craned position, gawking at the large Guild Crest, emblazoned on the far wall of the Guild Hall's front corridor. Before her stands a shorter woman, decked out in full armor. Instinctively, she turns to her greeter with a formal bow, her hands to her side. "Hajimemashita," she says, standing upright once again and walking further into the room, her eyes still taking in the hall around her. "Ā. Nice to meet you. I am Tanaka Ryūko. I... was referred to this guild by a friend, and hoped to potentially join it."

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by JulietHasAGun on 19th May 2017, 1:10 am

[ATTN: Ilyana, Infirmary, Open]

-Infinity Edge Guild Hall, Entrance-

'Ease up, Ham, I doubt there's anything more we could have done. We scoured everywhere. We followed every trail. You can't just find leads where there are none." Juliette looked over at her brother, as the two of them were returning from a fruitless search for any more scattered members of Dark Ascension; murderers with a fancy name.

"I am at ease. It's just I'm not overly keen on returning empty handed. We were gone for a while, I'm sure they were expecting at least some fruit from us." Hamlet sighed, furrowing his brow, rubbing the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. She was right, he was merely being a worry wart. But he had expected different, the two of them were the best in the business, and such a fruitless search led him a divergence between two possible conclusions; One, that they were not NEARLY as effective at their jobs as he thought- and two, that all members, murderers of their clanmates, might be scattered to the win, never to face justice.

Both options concerned him.


"Aw, look at us; I'm the one giving you advice and you're the one getting your pants in a wad over nothing." She grinned at him, giving him a jovial slap on the back. Her face fell, almost comically. "Better stop, it's making me feel weird; and I can't tell if it's good weird yet."

Hamlet laughed, playfully careening into his sister. "Don't get too up on your high horse, dearest sister- I assure this moment won't last."

"Yeah, yeah." Juliette grinned, struggling to push him back. "You'll be back to dad voicing me in minutes, I'm sure."

"Well, I do look the part." He smirked down at her, stroking his beard, doing his best impression of what she believed to be 'roguish charm'.

"Yeah, with that terrible beard I still don't know why you grew. Makes you look like some knockoff pirate! One of these nights I'm gonna creep into your room with some shaving cream and sheer it all off." She used her two fingers to make snipping motions towards his beard, which he quickly flinched away from.

He gave a dramatic gasp. "You wouldn't dare! All the time and effort I spend trimming this and you're so keen to destroy all my efforts? How dare!" He crossed his arms, jerking his head away with a comical 'hmph', before quickly turning back, tilting his nose up and pointing down at her. "You, madame, are uninvited from all my parties."

Juliette was barely restraining laughter. "What?"

"Uninvited I say!"

She cracked up, as did he, careening into each other, trying to knock the other over.

"Oh, my sides, Ham, don't make me laugh!" She clutched the fractured ribs she had gotten when one of their 'contacts' went sour and kicked her in the chest.


"Ohho, oh no, oh I'm sorry!" Ham's laughter was quieting down to wheezing as he leaned over to her slightly, one hand on her shoulder, the other hovering over her wound.

"Y-you git!" She cackled, playfully punching his arm, her laughter peppered with slight 'ow's' as Ham continued to wheeze his way back down to reality. The two of them could tell they were attracting stares. They didn't much care.

Alright, alright, calm down, we're here- we- snnrk- we're home." Ham cleared his throat, smiling fondly down at his sister, his hand gently squeezing her shoulder.

July looked up at the building, already sensing the hustle and bustle that awaited them inside. She groaned. "Can't I just climb back up to my window? I don't feel like dealing with all this...people."

He chuckled, looking down at her, turning her to face him. "No. Because 1.) You need to get to the infirmary to get those ribs fixed. 2.) Socialization that isn't murderous will be good for you considering the last few days. And 3.) The last thing I need today is someone mistaking you for an intruder, shooting you off the side of the building, and a courier coming up to me with the message 'your sister was just speared by a townsperson!'."

"You're always such a killjoy! Plus, you know me," July grinned. "I never get caught."

Too much confidence will get you in trouble." He turned her back to face the door.

"Yeah, yeah, you're such a mom sometimes." She rolled her eyes.

"I'm a hot, sexy mom who gives the best advice that you never listen to." The pair opened the doors, stepping inside, surveying the bustle of people as they walked in through the entryway. He nodded at a few, recognizing them in passing, with Juliette handing out mock salutes behind him.

"Alright, now, I need to go report back to the guild master-" Ham gently turned her by her shoulder to face him.


"Ilyana."

"Yes, Ilyana, and yo-"

"Your giiiirlfrieeend." She looked up at him teasingly, a cheshire cat grin on her face.

Ham's face, in turn, fell. "No, it's not-"

"Hamlet and Ilyana sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-I-N-G." She made obnoxious kissy nosies to punctuate her statement.

Ham quirked an eyebrow in amusement, the corners of his lips turning up slightly. "I think that is too many S's." He patted her on the shoulder. "Now, I need to go talk to her, and you need to get down to the infirmary, as you are obviously delirious from the pain."

"I'm not delirious from nothin. I speak the truth! And the truth cannot be silenced." Her words were starting to slur slightly, backing up his statement.

"Uh-huh. March your behind down to the infirmary. Pronto. Your worried brother's orders."

"Psshhhhh, you're always worrying."

"What can I say? You're a worrisome sister to have; now go." He gave her a gentle nudge towards the infirmary.

"Alright, alright, I'm goin! Bossy.." He watched her swagger off, a soft smile tracing his face, before he turned off and went to find Ilyana to give her the unfortunate news.


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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by JulietHasAGun on 21st May 2017, 11:38 pm

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-Infinity Edge Guild Hall, Ilyana's Office-

Making his way up to Ilyana's office, Ham was greeted by many friendly faces; faces he knew were probably just at dejected at their progress as he was. July might have been right, he was worrying too much about it, but they still needed progress, a lead; some chance to get back at those Dark Ascension bastards.

Ham stopped at the door to Ilyana's office, rolling his shoulders nervously, exhaling all the anxiety he'd built up on the walk here. Straightening himself, he knocked on the door.


"Yeah,"  Ilyana says, without looking up from the magical sympl before her.  It is written largely upon a massive sheet of paper that is opened up across the entirety of her desk's top surface.  It's colored in with a deep brown ink and she's inspecting it heavily as she says, "What can I do for you?"

She tries very hard not to scratch at the bandages around her torso.  They are itching so bad and the healing process really sucks, sometimes.  The pain is amplified when she subconsciously scratches at the healing wound at her center.

Ham takes one more breath, and enters. Posture perfect, dignified, but somewhat more relaxed than he was outside the door.

"Ilyana, I've returned. I wish I had better news," He  walks towards her desk, not too quickly, closing the door behind him. "I'm afraid July and I could find no more traces of Dark Ascension. We traced every lead we could find, and yet we turned up no-" Ham stops, looking at her, her bandages, the grimace on her face. He pauses his train of thought, wondering if words of sympathy would bring her any comfort.


Ilyana sighs, "No prob, we'll get them.  Listen, Ham.  I need a favor."

Ham tilts his head slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Name it, it will be done."

Sitting up from the paper, she leans back in her chair and lays her head against the back wall of her office, letting herself relax for the first time in quite a while.  She tosses her inkwell into the trash and brings her tired hand over her chest with closed eyes and a tired expression.

Ilyana says, "I have never taught anyone to activate my seals.  If I teach you this, you cannot share this information with others, outside of your sister.  This also means that when you activate my seal for me, after you deliver it, you cannot do so in front of anyone else."

Ham blinks, surprised, and also deeply touched by the amount of trust she placed in him with this.

"I swear I'll share this information with no one else, and I shall do so with the utmost discretion. You have my word." There is determination in his voice, knowing the dedication to secrecy this would require. He considered not even telling July, but then he quickly tossed the idea away; of course he'd tell her.

"Though, while I am honored, I must ask; why me, and why do this now?"


Ilyana looks up at him, her eyes blank as she finally opens them.  Crossing her arms, she finally says, "I'm going on a Quest and I'm taking some people with me...but I want to have a "sign" if shit hits my Guild Hall again.  I know that our Trustee can handle shit, but...I'll want to know.  The symbol I made will alert me if the Hall is attacked.  You'll activate the glyph when no one else is in the hall.  Late at night is your best bet.  I'd do it myself, but...activate requires a lot of magical energy and just creating this glyph is going to eat what I have."

Now Ham's very curious. "Must be an incredibly important quest for you to dedicate yourself to it right now. But I will take care of it; 'Discretion' is my middle name, after all. " Ham smiles slightly, looking her in the eyes. "I can handle it, magic wise as well as making sure it bears no witnesses."

"Great," Ilyana says, nodding her head, "Great.  Okay, I'm taking you and your sister with me, by the way.  So, um.  You guys should pack to leave tomorrow morning.  I don't yet know who else I'm taking, other than Sylmeria...hold that door shut for me, will you?"

Ham raised an eyebrow, backing up to press himself against the door.
"I must say our timing seems very convenient." He crosses his arms. "It must be one hell of a mission to require two 'S' ranks; namely, you. You and I are usually the ones staying back to protect the town, I rarely ever see you leave. Me, I go where I'm needed, even though I usually stay here; but you're this towns guardian, and you take pride in that."


"Yeah," Ilyana says as she stands up, "I think Kennot can take care of things, though.  I doubt Ascension will be stupid enough to hit us again."

Ilyana looks down at the paper and then back towards Ham as her hands move through the air.  She whispers something under her breath as her eyes suddenly become a bright, glowing gold.  Her two index fingers begin to trace through the air, and gold magic follows them as her glowing eyes dart back and forth from her air symbol to the glyph drawn onto the paper to compare.  This process takes several minutes before the symbol is finally complete.  It isn't perfect, but it is close.

"Pay attention to this part,"  Ilyana says, her eyes still aglow, "This will be how you activate it."

Placing her palm out, facing away from her chest and towards Ham, her fingers spread wide as her palm rests against the glyph's center.  Inhaling deeply, she focuses her gaze until she finally exhales with soft words, "Archon's Watch."

Then, the great glowing, sand-like magic within the air solidifies and forms into what looks like a metallic, gold-like metal.  Taking it in her other hand just before it falls to the desk, she places each hand on either side of the circular symbol and folds it with ease, halving it twice and then handing it out to him with a small smile.  Her eyes are now no longer glowing.

Ham watches at attention, no matter how long he does this, no matter how long he works with her, he will always stand in awe at Ilyana's magic. He makes sure to remember every movement, every detail, determined to not get anything wrong.

When all is done, he takes it from her, tucking it carefully inside his vest.

"It will be done." He nods to her. "Though, are you alright? I know you said this would take a bite out of you." He is careful with his words, he knows she is not weak, but with everything that has been going on, with all that they've already gone through, he wants to make sure she's not overextending herself the day before they are set to leave.


"I'll be okay,"  Ilyana says tiredly, "I really will.  I'm not quite up to a hundred percent, but...I'll get there.  I just want to ask you one more thing.  After that, you're free to go."
She looks at him as her voice lowers to a whisper, looking incredibly serious as she moves over to the other side of the desk where Ham is standing.  She leans up against the desk, almost sitting on it as she gestures him closer.

Ilyana asks very seriously, "Would you want to...spend the night in my room?  I know I'm older than you, but I promise, I can hold my own where it counts."

Ham is unsure if he heard her correctly. He smiles politely. He had surely heard that wrong; he was interpreting it the wrong way. He blinks once.

Twice.

Three times.

No, he had definitely not heard that wrong.

He clears his throat slightly, feeling the tops of his ears begin to redden. Of course he'd thought about it; who wouldn't? Ilyana was strong, beautiful, dedicated; and Ham did love a woman who could kick his ass. He maintained his composure, years of lessons in manners and keeping cool under pressure finally being put to good use.

He smiled, smoother, realer, nothing tense or mannered about it. "I do not doubt that, I've seen you work. You can be intimidating when you want to be."  He can feel something kick in his chest; probably similar to how Juliette felt being punted through that window. "But, I would enjoy nothing more, my lady."

'Yeah, bring out those years of courtly charm, Ham, and make sure your sister, never, ever finds out about this.'


"Great," Ilyana says, brightening with a smile as she returns back to her chair on the other side of the desk, "Then I'll be seeing you later.  I'll look forward to it."

Hamlet gives a slight, courteous bow. "I shall take my leave, then. I look forward to this evening." He took his leave, swiftly and silently through the door, walking back down the hall, trying to force himself to retain the regular color of his face until he was at least to his room.  ''I look forward to this evening'? Really Ham? Good to finally see how rusty you after years of not so much as winking at a woman. If Juliette finds out she's going to have a field day.' Ham was mentally kicking himself; but on the outside he looked calm as ever. To most.

He knew July would notice the redness in his ears; and he knew he couldn't avoid her.

Spirits, she was never going to let him live this down.

Whatever, he'd lay down the spell in the main hall and then;

He decided not to think about it until later.

Much later.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by Luna on 22nd May 2017, 12:01 pm

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IE Guild Hall, Ilyana's office

Claire nodded her head. “It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Claire Alexandra Lokhorst. I'm sure the guild would be quite honored to have someone such as yourself to join us.  If you like I can take you up to Ilyana's office. Ilyana Tsundre is our guild masters name. If you are planning to join, you will need to see her.” She said. “Please follow me.”

They walk towards the staircase and head towards Ilyana's office. “If you don't mind me asking, what kind of abilities do you have? You don't have to answer that if you don't want.” She said. They pass by Ham in the hall and she waves to him. “That's Ham, one of our S class men. We don't have very many of them in the guild besides Ilyana but Ham is very good at what he does.” They make it to Ilyana's office and the door is open. Claire knocked on the door but respectively stayed outside.

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Post by MethosArchaic on 22nd May 2017, 11:04 pm

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Xiax sat there working weaving the blades of grass and cordage through his fingers as he worked on his project. He was taking a break from training, literally doing make work. Thinking back over the course of the last couple months, was nightmarish.... of what he could remember.
He'd not "woken" back up after that first Guild Battle when Dark Ascension had challenged and attacked IE for several days. After Ilyana had recovered enough to get out of bed, they'd found someone to block his power from working. Kennot had explained that his power had somehow locked itself to that one outlet but the where and how had escaped him.
Having recovered enough to think again they' put him to physical training. Which was a pleasant task compared to the torture that he was experiencing from his magic training. Pretty much ever since he'd woken up they'd assigned him a parole officer. Risa which was apparently short for Carissa pretty much tagged along with him everywhere. She was currently napping under a tree, she was young enough to be his granddaughter. Thankfully the little gingersnap wasn't, or she'd have inherited his ugly mug.
Kennot had figured out that Xiax's power didn't work on her, or it might just be that her's worked faster. Truthfully Xiax was pretty sure his power tried to work on her, but failed and left him with a kind of psychic bruise where ever she/he touched.
He stopped biting his thumb as he became aware of it. Letting out a sigh he dismissed thinking of the conversation with Ilyana shortly after he'd been able to. She'd been furious at him, and hadn't completely gotten over it.
"Maybe I'll finish before I have to go back inside and subject myself to training." Once again he resumed his work, and tried to force the dread of using his power again and subjecting himself to the experience of what the Nine deemed training. At least he didn't pass out every time now, but Kennot had figured out that Risa could block Xiax's power and interrupt Infuse.
At first they' only let him use it on objects or his weapons during fighting drills. After discussing it with the Nine, Xiax had little choice but to insist on being able to use it on people too. Even with assistance the results were not always good for him, and he had lost a few days here and there, not to mention numerous other problems. The worst part was just how much he had improved in the short time, but that was mostly an illusion. He'd had some improvement sure, but they didn't understand how hard it was to force himself to touch someone knowing that although they experienced a nice power boost, the Nine made him experience numerous phantom uses simultaneously.
If he didn't know better he'd expect he was developing some sort of trauma.
"Ohh~ I'm done." Xiax said sort of surprised. Raising to his feet, he dusted off his knees and patted the dirt from his butt. Reaching down to touch the little Ginger, he shook her has his fingers and hand went numb from the contact. "Hey Carissa, time to wake up Kiddo. We've got to get back inside, I finished your basket you've been eyeing me make for the last day or two."

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by Goetia on 23rd May 2017, 10:12 pm

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--Infinity Edge Guild Hall; Infirmary--

Nymeria sat at her desk doing the same work she'd been doing for the past few weeks. Every so often, a person to donate  blood comes in, who's blood requires separating into individual components. Nymeria ran the centrifuges used to separate the blood before she took it to storage. It was one of the few positions in her expertise that she was trusted to fill. The guild's blood bank had been slow, compared to when war had ensued between Dark Ascension and the other guilds. However, this left Nymeria more time to work on her side project. She used this time exclusively to practice her theorized ability to manipulate 2 bodies at once. The war provided many corpses belonging to nobody mercs without a family or a guild. It was an opportunity that usually never happened.

As the centrifuges spun, Nymeria thought about Edel lying in Nymeria's room. She had managed to convince everyone that the body was her close sibling, using their similarly colored eyes as evidence. Still, the constant front she kept up caused her to feel like she was developing a mental disorder. She wasn't sure if she would ever get used to her body and Edel looking at each other. And yet, seeing someone with the same eyes as her gave her a sense of security that she hadn't felt in a long time. She always believed in strength in numbers, but she couldn't remember the last time she met someone with red eyes like her. Before she got too lost in her disjointed thoughts, she took one batch of separated blood and contained each component in separate bags. Carrying the bags to the big freezer, she caught Sylmeria leaving the infirmary.

Nymeria was happy the girl found some work that made her the least bit happy, but thoughts of her haunted Nymeria ever since Dark Ascension's attack. The underlying guilt she's encountered made experiments more difficult to conduct. Memories of Sylmeria's attempted suicide flashed every time Nymeria toyed with Edel. Even as Nymeria carried the blood cells and plasma, she subconsciously repressed the thoughts about those who died by her choices. She took the bags to the freezer and walked back to her office, stone-faced. The centrifuges continued to spin without a hitch. Sitting at her desk, she meditated on her place in the world, and reminded herself that her work would help everyone in the end.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by JerriLeah7 on 24th May 2017, 11:25 pm

Ilyana had only been alone in her office for a few minutes when another knock came on her door.  Thankfully, her glyph art was mostly put away.  She must be popular today.  She folds up some more of the ink art that is scattered about her desk top as she is standing up, leaning down over them and trying to find some means of organization among the mess.  "Enter."

Claire entered the door with Ryuko in tote. "Ilyana, I bring a new person who wishes to join our guild." She said as she stood tall. She wanted to make sure she looked good in front of their guild master and the new person. It wasn't often that she was able to bring someone upstairs to meet her.

"Oh," Ilyana says simply, looking the newcomer up and down as she sets some of her papers down.  She steps around the desk, moving up to the two of them to give Claire a warm embrace of greeting before bowing to this new girl, whomever she may be, "Hello.  I'm Ilyana.  A pleasure to meet you.  And you are?"

Ryūko observes as Illyana warmly welcomes Claire, only to be caught of guard when the Guild Master turns to her and bows. Ryūko bows herself, with a form more akin to the customary posture of bowing in her own homeland. “Kon’nichiwa. Ryūko. Tanaka Ryūko,” she says. “Hajimemashita.” She stands upright. “I come from… well, I currently reside in Kinley – a small port city to the south. I am what I suppose you would call a mercenary.” She maintains an unflappable demeanor, an acute respectfulness, and a demure quality, even faced with a figure of such influence.

With a smile, Ilyana's arms gesture a welcome to the chairs on the other side of her desk before she takes a seat, herself, on its other side.  Her eyes are suddenly glowing as she faces them again, the brilliant white-gold lighting up her face.  She shifts in her chair, getting comfortable as she looks to Claire and then to Ryuko again with a quiet calm.

"What would you like to contribute to Infinity Edge, Ryuko?"  Ilyana asks.

Claire stays quiet as she listens in on Ilyana's and Ryuko's conversation. She know's this part is important and what Ryuko says can effect her entry. She takes a seat in the chair and puts her hands together with interest.

Ryūko takes her seat across from Illyana, peering momentarily into the woman’s mesmerizing glowing eyes. She glances down with contemplative expression for a moment. “My contribution?” she says more to herself than anything. “Since I was small, was raised as an outsider among a clan of renowned Samurai in my homeland. I’ve studied kenjutsu under some of its most noted practitioners. And I’ve spent the majority of my adult life honing those skills through my work for others. Tsundre-san. I would contribute, to you and your guild, what I have for others in the past. My blade.” She gestures toward the empty sheathe at her hip, tapping it lightly with her finger.

Smiling again, Ilyana nods, "Yes.  You are a woman of honor.  Integrity.  Your soul is inherently good.  I admire that.  You have your own code, I sense.  I would love to learn about that.   Would you humor a battle with me in our field?"

Ryūko blinks, uncertain of how to respond. Not so much at the invitation to a sparring match, but to Illyana’s interest in her code. Still she quickly snaps out of it and gives an affirmative nod. “Hai,” she says.

"Claire, please escort Ryuko to the field," Ilyana says, standing up, "I'll fetch Kennot and we can get started right away."

Claire stands and bows to Ilyana. "Yes melm. Please follow me Ryuko." She said.

Claire leads Ryuko down stairs and out the back door. "Our practice field is right out here." She said. She opens the door and lets Ryuko out and then closes the door behind her. She then walks out back where the practice field is. "We can wait here for her."


Ryūko follows Claire quietly as they near the practice field. Upon their arrival, she takes in the scenery. No mere field, but an entire courtyard’s worth of training equipment and space. At one end are archery targets, many with arrows protruding from their faces. Barrels and racks around the yard are filled with weapons – swords, spears, morningstars, mostly Western weaponry. She say few items native to her own side of the world.  At the center of it all are two sparring grounds – one a floor, with a marble white finish, well suited for martial arts; the other a dirt floor with a chalk white line, drawn across center, and surrounded by lush, green grass.

Others occupy the yard, some sitting at benches around the space, others taking to their own training, be it practicing sword swings, sparring with partners, or exercising their magical abilities. Ryūko observes, folding her hands in front of her. “There’s something familiar about this,” she says to herself with a reminiscent smile.

"Illyana should join us soon. I hope you like the practice field. We have all the finest equipment here to help with training. I wish you luck during your spar with Illyana. She is very strong." Claire said. She looks around the yard and sees others training and sitting around with others. She smiles as she is proud of her guild and how they have handled so much in the past and even currently. "Tell me, why is your sheathe empty? Is your sword a special one?" She asks. She was highly curious about this new person now that she had met with Illyana.

Ryūko glances over her shoulder to Claire as the woman speaks up. She looks down at her sheathe, then nods to Claire with a faint laugh. “Ee,” she says _(Ee, or ええ basically casual Japanese for ‘yes; that is correct, right’)_. “One could call my blade special. I’ll show you during the match.” She cocks her head to the side with a friendly smile.

Ilyana steps out into the field with Kennot in tow.  Although he's a wild looking guy, his scraggly appearance somehow still works.  He doesn't say anything as he steps out, simply finding the nearest chair and sitting in it with a polite quietness.  His eyes are glowing as soon as he sits, ready to watch.  Ilyana has her longsword, now, white and gold item sheathed at her hip.  Stepping out onto the grassy field, Ilyana looks apologetic as she waits for Ryuko to come closer, "Apologies.  I have little mana left today.  I won't be able to do much to challenge you, but just give me enough to assess your skill and we should be good to go."

Kennot calls out, clearly sounding annoyed, "You're almost outta juice."

Ryūko follows Illyana to the grass field, giving her a likewise apologetic smile. “Then you will perhaps forgive me if I seem a bit rusty?” she says. “Ā, Gomen’nasai. Between the trip here and my last job, I’ve not had much time in the past few days to draw my blade.” With that, Ryūko settles at her side of the field. Her expression flattens and she closes her eyes. She brings her hands to her sheathe, steadying it with one, and holding the other as if she’s gripping the hilt of a blade that isn’t there. The world around her grows jarringly quiet, but a static energy fills the air around her. When she opens her eyes again, they take on a dragon-like quality with slit irises, and burning red color. “Ryūjin!”

Ryūko pulls her sword-hand away from her body and a spark of light ignites between it and her sheathe, materializing in a ray of light. Once fully drawn, Ryūko spins this light in her hands, causing it to take form as a long, fine katana, giving off a spectral glow. As the blade takes form, it projects the roar of a mighty dragon, and her aura briefly depicts one, itself. Then she spins the blade again and, in one fine motion, perfectly sheathes it, assuming her sheathed stance. Her now drake-like eyes gaze across the field to her sparring partner. “Iku zo.”

Ilyana slows her breathing, trying her hardest to ignore Kennot in the distance as she relaxes her muscles.  She watches Ryuko ready herself and then she follows suit, assuming her strange, foreign words indicate that she is ready to begin.  She does not summon her own magic, instead choosing to assess the sword skill of her opponent, first.  Pulling out her sword, the simple blade looks quite plain in comparison, but the magic within it is still undeniable.  A low, ringing hum is heard as soon as the blade is drawn, constant in its steady tone.  

"By the light," Ilyana says, the blade's hilt now shining with a pulsing glow as she then moves forward to strike the magical blade before her.

Claire is mystified by Ryuko's sword. It is indeed some form of magic sword. She takes a seat near Kennot to watch the fight as it progresses. She knows this is an assessment test but even an assessment test could cause someone to go to the infirmary. She always did love to watch Ilyana fight though. This time was no exception.


Ryūko narrows her eyes as Ilyana charges her. She takes the slightest step back before drawing Ryūjin from its sheathe part way to parrying the oncoming blow. Through the strike she remains solid as a rock and Ryūjin flashes only at the moment of the impact. She is strong, indeed. As expected of a Guild Master. Ryūjin?

Before Ryūko, in the realm of her own mind a spectral dragon appears at her side amidst an empty void. One only she can see. Here. Do you sense it as well?

Spiritual energy emanating from her blade.

Hm. Exercise caution.


Ryūko bounces Ilyana’s blade back before sheathing her own, and re-assuming her more defensive, sheathed form.

Ilyana smiles, happy with the response.  Ignoring the voice echoing in her mind, she strikes again.  This time, however, she moves full speed and her sword's light increases upon impact of Ryuko's blade after it is redrawn with lightning speed.  With widened eyes, Ilayana expresses her surprise with a bit of laughter before nodding her head with approval.  She tries this a few times from different directions, but she can't make it past her opponent's blade.  This will make any quick strikes a bit improbably, but it's still shows incredible footing and reflexes on Ryuko's part.  "Good, great skills.  Time for some fun."

As she speaks, it sounds like her normal voice, but halfway through her words, another voice joins her own, speaking simultaneously as she does. A deep, manly voice which almost seems whispy, like an echo of a ghost. Her eyes have gone black, now, but the gold smoke still emanates from them. Slowly, white, gold, and transparent plates appear over her body as her sword is held out before once more, ready to attack.

The voices say: "Blade of Retribution"

The sword glows a bright gold and becomes longer and length, pulsing with power as wings of gold with brown flecks form on her back. She rises up on the ground with levitation and she soon charges downwards at her opponent from above, this time using both her magical prowess and gravity to her advantage.

The barrage of strikes comes as little shock to Ryūko, who remains unflinching through the bulk of the assault. With every clash of the two blades, Ryūjin gave off a faint glow, easily mistaken for the simple sparks cast as the blades collide. And with every flash, Ryūko herself reacts that much faster. Still, her opponent hadn’t fought with even a fraction of her true strength yet. When Ilyana backs off for a moment, Ryūko doesn’t relax, returning to her defensive sheathed stance.

When the Guild Master undergoes some sort of… transformation, Ryūko narrows her eyes, watching her into the air. As her sparring partner dives toward her from the air, her grip on her blade tightens. Ryūjin.

I’m with you.


Just as master would say. “With your own strength, I will strike you down.” Ryūko winds herself back, taking a firm grip of Ryūjin’s hilt. “Ryūjin! Roar!”

Ryūko suddenly draws her blade towards her opponent, unleashing the energy built up in her blade over the course of the match in a fearsome aura wave attack, taking the vague form of the mighty serpentine dragon god, Ryūjin. The snaking energy wave from her sword roars like a dragon on its collision course with Ryūko’s opponent. Many of the less seasoned onlookers are dumbstruck by the spectacle - Angel versus Dragon.

Claire watches with the utmost interest in the fight. She's never seen a fighter like Ryuko before. Their guild has many fighters to offer, but none such as her. She has seen Ilyana's style of fighting before, however she notices that she is holding back this time. She wonders why. Though it could be because it's just an assessment test. Ilyana wouldn't want to hurt or mam the new person in their guild. She wonders how the fight will continue on. She is captivated as she silently watches.

As the dragon comes her way, Ilyana is amazed at her sudden grow in power.  The power is quite interesting to see, and as the dragon flies at her from the air, and Ilyana's blade, now brilliant in with its shine, strikes at the blue apparition and cuts in half.  Her eyes are wide with surprise at how easily it was to strike, expecting more from the ominous looking thing.

After the slice cuts through, the blade's aura of light vanishes and Ilyana lands on the ground, rather than striking her further.  She looks at the sword and realizes that there was more power than she had believed before, the original cutting through of her own blade merely a vague touch of what was really going on behind this girl's magic.  Impressive.

"So much for a tiny girl," Ilyana taunts, "If that is the best you can do, I'll hope to face your body guard next--there's no way you've made it this far without one."

Ryūko relaxes her posture only slightly. A friendly smiles settles upon her face. “Ā? Gomen’nasai. I seem to have misplaced him," she responds playfully. "You are quite strong. Returning the power of an opponent’s own blows usually proves more effective than that. Unless, of course, they were holding back. Tsundre-san.”

The spirit is a powerful one.

Ilyana nods her head, "I see.  Very well."

Placing away her sword, she removes her magical aura and her wings dissipate. Then, she looks back at Kennot with an inquiry, "B?"

Kennot shakes his head, "A.  Almost S."

She raises an eyebrow, but she doesn't combat his statement.  "A, it is.  Welcome to Infinity Edge, Ms. Ryuko.  Kennot there will give you our mark, whever you'd like.  Thanks for the fight."

Claire stood up clapping her hands. "That was an amazing fight. Great job Ryoko. You are a higher rank than I am. I want to congratulate you on your entry to Infinity edge." She said happily.

Ryūko eases her posture and dispels Ryūjin, the blade vanishing into thin air, dispersed into ethereal energy. She offers a friendly smile to Claire. “Arigatō, Lokhorst-san,” she says. Then she turns to Ilyana once more and bows with her hands firmly stationed at her sides. “Arigatou gozaimasu, Tsundre-san. It was an honor to clash blades with such a skilled warrior as yourself.” Then she directs her gaze to Kennot as Ilyana points him out.

She approaches him with a slighter bow. “Hajimemashita, Kennot-san.” She extends her left hand to shake. “I look forward to working with you all.”

Kennot places his hand over hers, smiling at her with a quiet "hey, girl" before their hands heat up, the light shining under his palm before he lets her go, revealing the mark.  "Too big?  Too small?  I can change the color, too, if you want.  I kind of made it shimmer, like your dragon ability there that you had."

Claire stands there silently as Kennot places the Infinity edge symbol on the back of Ryuko's hand.

Ryūko takes Kennot’s hand and shakes. She looks quizzically at the claps hands as they heat up, arching an eyebrow when she pulls away. She looks over the mark now present on its back. “Ā, it’s perfect.” she says with an affirmative nod. “I’m sure Ryūjin will approve. Arigatou.”

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Post by JulietHasAGun on 25th May 2017, 2:05 am

--Infinity Guild Hall, Infirmary--

Making her way to the infirmary, Juliette now realized how much her brothers company had helped her ignore the pain. Despite the stinging, she didn't falter, didn't grasp at her side. She didn't need to; she was used to doing much more strenuous activities in much more pain than this.

Still, that bastard.

One of their 'connection's' had set them up, leading them to some violent basket case who, when they approached him, had led them on for long enough to kick her through third story window. The boot did the shattering, she never actually hit the ground. She smiled slightly, the corners of her lips twitched upward, as she remembered the pale faced shock on her assailants face as she Void Reached back up into the window opening, crouching amongst shattered glass.

Oh, it was sweet.

What wasn't sweet, though, was the fact that they hadn't gotten a lick of information out of the entire damn fiasco. That, that was a bitter pill.

But, what was done was done, and July was more worried about getting herself fixed up than about their failed op. There would always be more chances; there would always be another way, they just had to find it.

She finally made it in, knowing Iris was somewhere down there.

"Hello, hello; look who's back and more banged up than ever- now, where's my favorite, sweetest medic to fix me up aaand chew me out?" She raised the arm opposite her injured ribs dramatically, spinning in a slight circle, raising an eyebrow as she waited for Iris to inevitably make her appearance.


Little Iris looked over at July, unsurprised by her presence.  She clearly recognized the voice all too well.  Her glare hardens as she points to one of the hospital beds, but she has no words for her as she turns away from her and continues to service the patient that she's currently working on.  The guy there looks at July, worried, as he always is.  Forga was always super sweet.

"Ma'am, she looks worse than I," Forga says.  As expected.

"She'll be fine," Little Iris says, "She can wait."

July looks over at them with a wiry smile, bowing dramatically with the hand that was just raised. She rights herself, looking to Forga, giving him a small, two finger salute.

"Yo, Forga; don't worry about lil old me, I'm fine; only reason I'm down here is because Ham thought I should get patched up. Plus I know everyone down here is always elated to see me." She winked at Iris as she walks over to, and subsequently hops right on, the hospital bed Iris pointed to. She pulls her scarf and overcoat off, leaving them laying behind her on the bed, leaning back on her hands, waiting for the medical assistance her brother egged her into.


Treyus looks over at July and then back at Iris.   He scowls, "Do you want me to get her, Iris?"

Little Iris shakes her head, "No.  She's mine.  Go check on Xiax for me.   I have  Syl."

"Aw, I just got back and you're already fighting over me. You do know how to make a girl feel special." The gentle ribbing, to excuse the pun, on July's part is further excentuated by her lounging posture, lightly teasing edge, and trace of a smile.

Iris slams one of her instruments onto the bedside table and Treyus jumps where he's standing.  He quickly exits the room as Forga talks about how he's feeling much better now before following suit.  Little Iris is sitll standing there, looking at the bedside table with the rage and contempt of a berserker.  She's just looking at it, faced away from July with a tense posture.

July doesn't flinch as Iris slams her instruments down, opting to raise an eyebrow. "You okay there, doc? My humor not so appreciated today? If you're mad, I'll let you break my other ribcage; barely even felt it when the first one got kicked, I'll be fine, I'm sure." Something in July's voice lowers, hinting at a genuinely attempt at an apology.

Turning around, Little Iris looks darkly at July as she brandishes a medical tool, "Why the hell not?  I mean, if you're gonna go around getting your bones broken, I could save us all a little time and just keep you here and break 'em for you."

With that, the girl moves over and begins to examine July, feeling around her torso to check at how she's doing.  She glares at her hard, but her touches are gentle and caring.

"Hey, now, I usually come out without a scratch. Stealth is my thing, get in, get out, don't go charging in face first with a sword; yadda yadda- it's Ham that wanted to try this whole 'Oooh, let's meet face to face with contacts! What's a dead drop? Oooooh!' shit." At this point July knows Iris is just being Iris. "Besides, you know you love me, my visits to your table and few and far between; and not because I have whiskey and an ice pack. Because Ham would force me down here anyway."

Iris's expression finally softens, "Yeah, whatever.  If I'm gonna have to follow you to your missions because of this shit, July...I'm gonna be pissed.  It's ridiculous how much more often you're in here than anyone else."

July had to fight rolling her eyes. Iris acted tough, but damn if she wasn't a melodramatic softie at heart. "Come on, you know you'd love to tag along with me. Sneaking behind enemy lines undetected, the thrill of the bad guy not knowing you're there, going in for the kill and making a dashing escape? You'd love it." She smirked. "So, how bad is the damage doc? Always told Ham being diplomatic wasn't my forte. Maybe now he'll finally believe me."

"I'm gonna get Cayd,"  Iris says, shaking her head, "Otherwise, this'll take forever to heal.  He'll lecture you, you know.  Good luck with that."

Iris walks away for a bit and then returns with Cayd, the magical healer of the whole guild.  He's not popular, because he tends to be an arrogant ass, but there you go.  He's the only one that Infintiy has.  Iris dislikes him with a passion, which makes working with him unbearable.  She rolls her eyes as he shows up at the table already talking.

"I hear you broke a rib and stuff,"  Cayd says, "Dude.  If I had been there, this wouldn't have happened.  I could give you some real stealth tips, because I'm really good at recon--"

"Shut it, Kid," Little Iris snaps, "You keep talking and I'll jam that medical badge of yours and shove it up your ass."

Cayd begins to quietly heal July's wounds...with a scowl.

July's wiry smile remains firmly on her face. "Got booted out a window by a kick happy weirdo because Ham decided to cast me as diplomat, didn't take." She listens in amusement as Iris feeds him his own ego. Ah, god she loved Iris, angry streak and all. "So how long is this gonna be Caydie, because I've got plans that don't involve listening to tall tales." The placid, void intensity of her gaze hopefully meant he wouldn't be making eye contact anytime soon; the gaze never worked on Iris, and she damn well know that- Cayd, however, was far from Iris.

Cayde rolls his eyes, "I told you not to call me that.  I don't tell tall tales, I'm pretty good, actually.  My mom says--"

"Yeah, we get it, mama's boy,"  Iris cuts in, "Why are you still talking?"

Cayde scowls, "It'll take like twenty minutes."

"Thanks for the estimate, Caydie." July tilts her head with a small smile, softening her gaze to one of vague amusement.

"UGH," Cayde drawls, "Do I have to treat her if she keeps calling me that?"

Iris glares at him, tiling her head with a small, quiet growl before she finally says, "I have to wake up to you in my infirmary every single day when you have little to know medical knowledge.  Do I have to go to work if you keep showing up in my workspace?"

"Such a lack of professionalism is unbecoming, Caydie. Lack of know how is one thing, but lack of even basic bedside manner? Aphalling." The sarcasm tinging her voice combined with her dramatic, empty gesture of indignance sold the humor of it all. "Besides, I know deep beneath all that hot hair you have a soft spot for me. Granted, it may as well just be rot, but soft rot, nonetheless."

Cayde's ears turn red with irritation, "Just don't talk to me while I finish this."

July gives a satisfied smirk, rolling her head back, closing her eyes, waiting for him to be done. "Whatever you say, Caydie."

After Cayde has finished his treatment, he tells her to stretch and to make sure she has full movement before he or Iris will release her.  When that's done, Iris stops her just as she's about to leave.  She moves in and says, "Listen.  Take care of yourself."

July smirks down at her, leaning down slightly. "Will do, doc, you've got nothin' to worry about. Long as you relax, you're gonna give yourself grey hairs." She gives her one last wink and a smile before pulling her coat back on and whisking out of the infirmary.


--Infinity Guild Hall, Private Rooms--

Once Juliette was free of the infirmary, feeling infinitely better, in part because her ribs were no longer creaking like an organ, in part because she got to tease Cayde, and in another part because Iris was always a refreshing escape to converse with - she sought out her brother. He wasn't hard to miss for her, one just had to follow the trail of blushing newbies whispering 'I think he looked at me!' to each other; a statement that the man himself hardly believed. She quickly found him, his height and manner of sophisticated dress making him easy to pick out. She quickened her pace, her fingers sinking into his arm as she jumped to surprise him. Surprisingly, he jolted.

"Oooh, I gotcha that time! Shocking. Maybe you oughta turn your shiny rank in if you scare so ea-" Juliette furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at him, before a wicked smile came to her face. "You're flustered."


Ham raised his chin in indignance, trying to hide the redness on the tips of his ears. "I am not, for one. Two, I have a favor to ask you. It's important."

Her wicked, cheshire cat grin only widened, though her voice lowered itself to a hush, to make sure no one could hear them. "You talked to Ilyana; that's why your all flustered! What did you two talk about? Ooooooh, was it something naughty? It was something naughty wasn't it! Got you all hot under the collar! No shame in it, Ham, we've all been there."

Ham rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers in frustrations, opting to not even acknowledge her questions. "Listen, Juliette," He finally responded in a hushed voice. "Ilyana needs me to set up an alarm, a magic one, in the guild hall tonight. I need a spotter, and I know when it comes to stealth you're second to no one- and there is no one else I trust more. Can you help me?"

Juliette scoffed. "Flatterer; you should know kissing ass with me gets no one nowhere. But; since you asked so nicely, I'll help." Her smile quickly returned. "Provided you tell me exactly what happened in that discussion between you and your lovely lady friend."

Hamlet sighed, knowing she wouldn't let this go, as expected. "Fine," He saw her perk up. "But tomorrow, and only if you beat me in Howler's chess." He looked down at her mischievously, knowing she wouldn't pass the offer up.

"Deal!"

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Post by JerriLeah7 on 26th May 2017, 10:47 pm


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Sarrice Kingdom; Sheherazade Guild Hall2PM - 6PM

Iasrite spends his afternoon packing up his equipment at the dig site before heading to his little hut to pack what few belongings he owns for himself.  He was hoping to get to the Guild Hall before sunset, but that plan failed when he recalled his sister's chastising words to him:  "Brother, buy yourself some clothes, too.  As a Guild Master, you have to look presentable and those rags that you call clothes do not count."  After his begrudging spree of shopping, he had headed to the Guild Hall and managed to make it just after the sun had already passed and the moon to shine.

Upon his entry, he received a lot of odd looks.  It took him quite a while to ascertain the location of the girl "Miriam," the girl he was meant to replace.  He had asked formerly why he received such a greeting and Miriam had to explain that his clothing choices were "a little off the mark," but that she would endeavor to purchase new clothes for him.  This was great news, of course, since it did mean there would be less shopping for him to do in the near future.  The girl also helped him fix his current attire, making adjustments and suggesting a change of pants.  

Then, she assisted him with moving into his new sleeping quarters and unpacking.  He got the tour--he did enjoy the museum.  Of course, during the entire tour, he still got some stares...he wasn't sure what the deal was, this time.  Perhaps it is because he is the "new" guy.  Then, it was to the Markist, to get his Guild mark.  He chose his right palm--an odd place, sure, but simple enough to remember and simple enough for him to see far less frequently.  This Miriam girl proves to be quite helpful and patient--traits she claims to have received because of the previous Guild Master.  

It is after a short while that Miriam has a Guild Meeting held for him for the purposes of introduction.  He was nervous when she told him of her plans to do so, but he knew he could not opt out of this one.  It comes with the new position that his lovely sister has guilted him into.  A shame, really.  Now, he's been wondering how he's going to deal with...well...everything.  This new job.  This new place.  These new people.

"Okay, everyone," Miriam says as she stands at the forefront of the main hall with Iasrite in tow.  "Let me introduce to you guys our new Rex.  Everyone, this is Rex and he'll be taking over up until one of us manages to rank up to S that wishes to take over."

She takes a step back as Iasrite shakes his head rather violently, "No, no.  I cannot accept this title of the 'Rex,' I am afraid.  I do adore the willingness to gift such a name upon an unknown like myself, especially one so unqualified; however, I cannot accept this.  The title is not mine, for it is meant to go to a true holder of the traditions and values of this fine Guild Establishment.  I am sure that each of you here would agree with that."

The hall is quiet.  Ridiculously so, but he understands.  He's but a stranger, with his odd clothing and mannerisms, his strange fidgeting and twitching, and his rather awkward speech pattern.  However, he decides to simply continue as Miriam smiles at him with pity--a sentiment that he disdains.  "Greetings and Salutations.  I am Iasrite Tsundre, blood-companion to Ilyana of Justice from Infinity Edge.  She has asked that I take temporary management of this establishment and I hope that, during my stay, we will get along."


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Gir'ratown; Quinsennterra Guild Hall6PM

The Butler brightens upon the sight of Silk, bowing immediately upon her entrance.  The entryway is almost empty, but the music from the dining hall echoes through, providing an excellent ambience to the atmosphere.  The building is pristine, the entryway elegant in all of it's grandeur and yet there is one thing that clearly does not belong here.  That would be a small figure, 5'6 in height and weighing no more than 60lbs., that at first glance, appears quite ragged.  Upon further inspection, however, the creature is clearly a rotten corpse--a corpse with a cat mewing in its lap.  The rotted thing pets the cat, clearly animated and quite...'alive.'  The only real colors visible upon the thing are its crystal blue eyes and blood red hair.

The butler rushes past the thing and its cat, happy to see Silk as he embarrassingly moves to hide the rot sitting upon one of the waiting chairs at the entrance.  As he passes the figure, he tosses a tablecloth quickly over it and the cat  "Yes, we do have a fine establishment, my lady.  What business do you have with Quinsenterra, my dear, and how I can help you?"

The tablecloth speaks with a feminine voice, "Ooh, are we playing hide and seek, now?  I can find my own hiding place, you know."


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Sarrice/UMS Border; Walsh Guild Hall6PM

Although Yuzu is seated in a way that one would normally ignore, so Raeza waits several minutes before actually approaching her after she musters up the courage.  Although she doesn't like to talk to anyone, much less Yuzu, she's too curious and she just has to ask.  She can tell by the looks of others that they want to know, as well.  The room quietens a little as she approaches the girl and sits down.

Raeza clears her throat, "Hey, Yuzu, long time.  Um...congrats on your promotion.  You earned it, girl.  Um.  Look, I don't like to be nosy, but I can't help but ask...who's that girl there that keeps waving at you and looking through the door without walking in...?  She showed up right after you did, but she's just hiding at the door."

Raeza points, though she knows she needn't.  After all, Yuzu knows where the door is.  Still, she can't help herself.  As Yuzu looks to the door, a young girl with pink hair and dirty, damaged clothes waves at her--a familiar girl known as Attica.  She is smiling big, her wave is big, and it's pretty obvious that this girl, who's terrible at traveling, somehow followed her.


[ATTN:  Xiax, Sylmeria, Nymeria, Ham, July, Claire, Ryuko, Zero]
Infinity Guild Hall6PM

Ilyana waits until sunset to begin dinner preparations--the Guild's cooks usually have dinner prepped by now, but she held back the plans for a while for more training time for everyone.  The members here need to stay on top, just in case Ascension gets stupid again.  She shakes those paranoid thoughts from her head as she walks over to the quest board.  She begins to pin up a shit ton of assignments.  Most of them are benign, but there are a few of importance:

[NOTICE]: The following members or guests of the Guild need to report to the Guild Hall's entrance at 5AM tomorrow morning.  They should be packed and prepared for a long travel, as well as properly equipped for a Guild Quest.  
==> Xiax, Sylmeria, Nymeria, Claire, Ham & July Combo, Zero, & Ryuko


[ATTN:  Elizabeth]
Darkneess Shrouds Guild Hall; Sarrice Kingdom6PM

Christy and Xander are at the front table, their ankles crossed and placed up on the table's surface as they lay back in their chairs on two legs with carelessness and relaxation.  They both have cards in their hands and, as usual, they are bickering over who cheated this time and how many times each of them have cheated in the past.  In an actual game, the two have always been fair, but when facing each other, it's an entirely different game.

Nekron is at his own table--there's only a few tables here, since the guild is small, but his is the biggest, despite being the only person sitting at it.  He's got a book on one side of him and a giant piece of a chicken leg on the other.  He's currently rolling his eyes at the argument, but he doesn't say a word.  No matter what he does, he can't seem to make those two get along when they aren't in a serious situation.  In fact, his kid is the only one that can get them to settle down, most days, especially if it involves cards.

"NLG!" Nekron yells out, "Get these two to shut up.  Please."


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Post by JulietHasAGun on 27th May 2017, 1:49 am

[ATTN: Infinity Edge Guild Hall, Open]
Infinity Edge Guild Hall6PM

"So wait, we're getting send out on a long, arduous quest again?" Juliette scrunched her nose up at ham.

He nodded.

She groaned. "But we just got back today!"


Ham smirked, quirking his eyebrow as he looked down at her. "What are you complaining about? You loooove adventure. Open air, new sights, fresh experiences..."

"Yeah but we just got back! I was hoping to get some sleep in an actual bed, eat some cooked food," She clasped her hands behind her head, raising an eyebrow. "Get a booty call in because damn it's been a while."

Ham rolled his eyes, looking down at her in mild disapproval. "July...Really?"

"What?" She asked incredulously. "I'm a woman with needs, and itches, who has had a very long, hard mission and could use some consolatory nookie." She looked him up and down with a look of smug disapproval. "And judging from how wound up you are all the time you could use some too. But I'm not finding a booty call for my brother; and I know you and Ilyana-"

"Drop it." Ham sighed.

"Ooooh, touchy, touchy today. Usually you at least roll your eyes before doing the 'drop it' spiel." July flashed him a wicked grin. "You guys did talk about something naughty didn't you? C'mon, just tell me; I'm good with secrets!"

"For the last time; it was private, so no." He returned her smug look. "Besides; the deal was I'd tell you if you beat me in Howler's Chess- and I beat you, five times in a row. You're such a master class assassin and spy; why don't you figure out what we talked about yourself, Sherlock?"

July let out a frustrated sigh. "I'm obviously trying; but you get flustered by the simplest things that it's hard to pinpoint what dew eyed gaze she flashed you this time. I'll figure it out, don't you worry."

As they entered the main guild hall where everyone was starting to converge for dinner, July stopped by the notice board.

"The following members or guests...." She whispered most of the posting in a low voice. "Xiax, Sylmeria, Nymeria, Claire, Ham & July Combo, & Ryuko..." She turned to look at Ham. "Xiax is the new guy, right? Haven't met him yet; but who the hell is Ryuko? Name sounds more foreign than ours."


Ham paced up to the board, reading the posting himself. "No idea; though I did spot Claire walking in with an oddly dressed woman after I left Ilyana's office, so that might have been her." The two looked at each other, giving a shrug in unison, before turning back to find themselves seats for dinner before the crowding started.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by xenolion on 27th May 2017, 9:44 am

Daisan
{ATTN: Open to guild members, Iasrite Tsundre }
Sheherazade Guild Hall 18:00
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Everyone is curious when the new guy comes in.  Not only did he dress strangely, but he was not a current member.  Sheherazade is a tight knit guild, even if Daisan spends more time out on the field than here.  He immediately seeks out Miriam then disappears.  So this is the new guy…Sure he has heard of Iasrite Tsundre, any archeologist has.  Whether he is a fit for the guild is yet to be seen.


They disappear for quite a while leaving the other members to gossip and come to their own conclusions.  Miriam then calls the guild meeting.  Daisan joins the others in the main hall.  He is silent as the new leader is introduced.  “Hmm interesting.”  He says softly to himself as the new leader rejects the title of Rex.  He understands the reasoning, but at the same time it is a painful reminder that this is only temporarily.  This guy really does not want to be here.  I know Miriam is thankful to have him, but what about the other.  He looks at the person next to him and shrugs.  Could be worse, this guy probably will not get in the way of his normal routine at least.


As the meeting closes some brave souls walk up to the new guy to introduce themselves.  Daisan goes to the bar and orders two mugs.  He makes his way to Iasrite Tsundre.  He offers a mug to him.  “Daisan Zeruko, class C.  Hey Miriam, you are as pretty as ever.”  He winks at her before turning back to Iasrite.  “You probably won’t see much of me as I am out at sites, but I wanted to welcome you.”


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Kaimele
{ATTN: Open }
Terrenia City, Shell 18:00
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Early in the afternoon, Kaimele goes to town to do some shopping.  First thing was to fix her fans.  She goes to the weapons shop in town.  As she waits for the guy she looks around.  It was almost like the owner was expecting her because in the display case were a pair of new fans.  She looks at the price and almost walks away.  Then remembers that she actually has the money to get them now.


The owner finishes up before seeing Kaimele.  “Hello Kaimele, did you need me to work on your fans again?”


Yes, but actually what can you tell me about these?”  She points at the fans in the case.


His face lights up.  “I was hoping they would catch your eye.  They are quite a pair, and they are magical too.  One will drain life and the other will drain fatigue if used on an enemy.”

“Interesting indeed, and a good compliment, one will have to be careful with them though.  May I see them?”  She asks.


“But of course.”  He gets the key and carefully takes them out to hold.  “They may not be a colorful as your old ones, but the design makes up for it.”


“I will take them, but the price…especially since I still do want you to repair my current fans.”  Kaimele bats her eyes at him.


“You will get your current discount, you little vixen.  Hey I noticed you have a mark on your arm.  Congratulation on joining a guild.  I didn’t know you were a magi.”


Kaimele walks with him to the counter and sets her old fans on it.  “No rush on getting them fixed.  The new ones will do for now.  Thank you so much.”  She hands over the correct amount of coins. And picks up the new fans.

She finishes her shopping, returns back to the house to get ready for the show.  Clementina steps into town and makes her way to the Shell.  It is an outdoor theatre, but nice.  She is excited to be a part of this concert.  She practices a little with the fans to get the feel of them.  She is amazed by how good they feel in her hands.

She waits off stage until she is announced before stepping out.  The lights dim and the band starts playing.  Her dance has begun.  Like usual she lets the music take over as she moves around the stage.  The fans are unnecessary as this is a slower song, meant to show off her grace and beauty.  How ironic that this is the least make up she has ever worn.  The people thinks it is all costume though.  Her black hair is long, and she is wearing a more elegant blue dress that is made for dancing.  She bows as the song ends and rushes off backstage.

The band in playing another song as she changes costumes.  This one is a fairy one complete with wings.  She puts her signature purple wig on and adds some glitter to it.  The fans will be perfect for this dance.  

The music changes as she goes on stage again.  This time it is more cheerful.  Clementina seemingly bounces around the stage and uses her fans to point out the playfulness of the fairy.  


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Jacobi
{ATTN: Open }
Valoria Guild hall 18:00
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Jacobi is not stupid, he knows that this mission required some stealth and knowledge.  He has to give the new guild credit, blowing up the DA hall is something he will do.  He hopes they got some clues as to who this mysterious V is or where they would scatter.  Not for one minute did her believe that DA is stupid, nor will they attack for no reason.  Is it the keys they really seek, or could it be something more?  It seems his first stop will be to this Star Sound.

Lord Crye is a good man.  He wonders if the Lord will remember him from the ‘old’ days.  If not, he will have to introduce himself and see what if anything they pulled out from DA before blowing it up.  First though a good meal and rest.  Getting to Terrenia city will not be hard at all.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by MethosArchaic on 27th May 2017, 3:43 pm

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Infinity Edge Guild Hall Open6pm
His door didn't squeak when he opened it, or even when he bumped it with his shin to close it. Even with the door closed he could hear outside, he chose to stop paying attention and squelched his habitual paranoia of being followed. Setting the small pale of water on the desk he stretched his sore body.
His bones protested as he peeled off his shirt and set it on the back of the chair. Shaking his hair, he took a look in the mirror.. "Someone has up and beaten you Old man." Fingers traced tender bruises, and even some old scars that made him reminise. His body sported numerous splotches of a motley of colors, over the last eight weeks he'd gotten very used to the idea that he was a terrible fighter. A few of his sparring partners had even teased him with lines like: 'You're 100 years to young to fight me.', 'What attic did they find you in Old man?' and 'I didn't know they made people as bad at this as you.' all this said from the mouths of babes.
Xiax took the towel from the edge of the wash bucket. Then leaning down he opened his, his trunk and pulled out a bar of soap. Shaking his head at the thought of the changes in his life, he set about the task of giving himself a sponge bath. "O, Ok." his voice trembled as he touched a rather large bruise along his kidney, "List of all the weapons I am bad at: Swords, Axes, Spears, Bows, Shields; I still can't believe they made me try, I could barely make out the target. Staffs no it's staves. Ohh let's not forget Hammers, Maces, and even apparently I'm pretty bad with knives. Brhrhrhrhr." Xiax let out a frustrated groan as he washed his face and hair.
The list of things he was bad at was growing almost exponentially. "I guess all I've got at this point is human battery. Frankly it's as depressing as an empty sandwich." Xiax rinsed the towel and wrung it out a bit before setting it down and stripping the rest of the way. They hadn't beaten his legs as badly, probably so he could walk away at the end of the day. He grabbed the wash towel and stared again. At least Iris had been glad with his recovery speed, something that Kennot had assured him was due to Infuse working on himself. Looking into the mirror he caught sight of his eyes glowing back at him. He couldn't make out his face too well but he couldn't miss two glowing dots where his eyes were. That too was apparently a side effect of his magic, he'd always wondered about it. There had been a few times after training on other's with Infuse that he couldn't see them glow. It was weird to think of his eyes like some kind of magic thermometer letting him know when his turkey was all done.
Finishing up he almost got dressed in the clothes he had just been training in. Ilyana had jibbed him a bit about it, and insisted that he didn't have to wear the same clothes everyday. Changing into a fresh pair, and it was fresh because he could smell that it was, he once again felt guilty at how wealthy he was now. Multiple clean clothes that someone else washed, a room to himself, and countless other things made Xiax uncomfortable. He'd lived for so long homeless and poor, that all this was almost unbearable. Soon he wouldn't even be able to think of himself as a hobo, only the constant training and bruises helped him keep that image in his mind. It was like all the beatings and bruises were his silent badge of honor that he traded to pay for this life of splendor.
He sat down heavily on the bed and buried his face in his hands... clean hands and wept. One could only lie to themselves over and over again so long until the emotions fought up and rose to the surface. It was overwhelming, but eventually he stopped and had managed to work it out of his system. Once again calmed down, he realized how hungry he was and realized it was about time to head down to the mess hall and eat something. They'd moved back dinner a bit, but it should be ready by now.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by Goetia on 27th May 2017, 8:20 pm


[ATTN: Open]
Infinity Edge Guild Hall - 6PM

For the past hour, Nymeria stared at herself as she sparred hand to hand in her room. She and her male-figured body had been throwing fists at each other without taking a single step. At first, it felt like manually operating two puppets but as time passed, a sense of disjointedness rose. Even though Nymeria had to concentrate to control both bodies, she began to feel less like one consciousness and more like 2 beings. The sensation felt like nothing else she had experienced, throwing her mind into a state of shock. At that moment, a strike from Edel whiffed half a foot from Nymeria's head, sending her back into her normal state. Edel's momentum sent it toward's Nymeria, crashing into her and collapsing to the floor with a loud whumpf. Reeling from recombination, she eyed the inanimate body at her feet.

After standing dumbfounded for a few seconds, Nymeria rushed to her notepad to write down her experience. "Attempted practicing dual body manipulation, and I underwent some form of otherworldly transformation. By sparring hand by hand with my second body, I felt as if a part of my mind had gone missing. Like a lucid dream, realization of this phenomena snapped me back into reality, leaving me in an uncomfortable state."              

Nymeria hid the notebook in her drawer and collected herself. All that physical activity and mind tripping worked up an appetite, so she stole herself and Edel to the guild's cafeteria. On the way there, she paid close attention to the other guild members around her. Having Edel's vision proved to be useful, as Nymeria could look in two directions at once. Nymeria's scanning picked up the abnormally large quantity of posts on the guild's mission forum. Nymeria and Edel walked over to the board, reading the assignment for her and several others. "Looks like I'm finally leaving this comfy little guild. Can't stay forever, I guess." Nymeria and Edel walked to the cafeteria where she found her own seat off in the corner. After picking up dinner for two, she and Edel sat in their usual spot and ate cordially.  

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by Ink on 29th May 2017, 12:55 pm

[ATTN: OPEN]
Gir'ratown; Quinsennterra Guild Hall10AM

Silk looks around the butler at whatever he’d thrown that blanket over, but she speaks nothing of it. She returns her attention instead to the man before her. “A pleasure. I happen to be new to this fine town. I acquired a residence in the area, where I’ll be setting up a fabric shop and tailor.” She twirls in place, showing the butler the fine piece of work she’s sewn together for herself.

As she stops twirling, she catches the brim of her hat, seeing to it that it stays down over the upper half of her face, its shadow obscuring her eyes. “While I’m here I’d hoped to familiarize myself with the local guild. I’ve heard such marvelous things of the esteemed Quinsennterra guild members, and was dying to know more of them. There is certain to be yet more I could learn from those among such beauty every day.” She giggles with a hand over her mouth. “Ah, but forgive my rudeness. I’m being woefully dishonest. Truthfully I had hoped to become a member, myself. Who would I speak to about that?”

[ATTN: OPEN]
Sarrice/UMS Border; Walsh Guild Hall6PM

Yuzu doesn’t even look up as Raeza takes her seat beside her. She continues staring into space, even as the woman speaks to her. But her ears perk up at the mention of a single word – promotion. She snaps back to reality, eyes wide. My what? Before she can bother to ask the woman, her attention is directed to the door. Her face drops and she brings herself to her feet.

Hands in her pockets, she makes her way to the kid, standing at the door. “Well, if it isn’t the tower tyke. Hi,” she says, leaning in the door frame. "Kid… what’re you doing, here? And why the hell’re you standing  out here in our doorway?”

[ATTN: OPEN]
Infinity Guild Hall6PM

Ryūko observes the notice, hung by Ilyana not long ago. "A mission?” she says. “Already? Hm. They must want to test me. Ā. I’ll have to tell Ryouma and Jubei I’ll be later than expected.” She then makes her way to the mess with her bag over her shoulder.

Taking her seat at a table, she removes a finely crafted lacquer-ware bento box from her bag and opens it. Inside is an assortment of Nihonese cuisine, all prepared by Jubei and herself. She folds her hands and bows slightly. “Itadakimasu,” she says quietly, before taking up her chopsticks and eating. Once she’s finished her food, she replaces the lid of the bento box and wraps it neatly in its cloth before pulling a notepad and pen from her bag. She proceeds to pen a letter in Kanji.

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Re: Guild Ties Role-Play

Post by JulietHasAGun on 30th May 2017, 1:10 pm

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[ATTN: Infinity Edge Guild Hall]
Infinity Edge Guild Hall6-6:30PM


Ham had been deflecting July's incessant questions like projectiles. She was good, he'd give her that, dodging her questions and sneaky backdoor conversational tricks was proving difficult. He was just about to stop talking entirely when he saw her perk up, her eyes looking across the room with the attentiveness of an animal seeing a shiny object.

"What?" He tracked her eyes, straight to what had to be the scraggliest looking man he'd ever seen.
"New guy. Five O'Clock." She said. "I've heard things. Just joined, old, kinda homeless from what I observed. They say his power turns him to some sort magic battery. " She looked at him with discreet attentiveness, looking at her brother out of the corner of her eye. Her voice turned to a loud whisper, quiet enough that the new guy, Xiax, wouldn't hear her over the din of the room; loud enough to be comical. "You wanna talk to him; or should I talk to him?" She knew; they both were thinking the same thing.

"What?"

"Oh, come on; we both wanna invite him over. Give him the warm Napolitano welcome." She grinned at him. Ham sighed, leaning over the table.

"Do what you want. Go ahead and talk to him then."

Suprise washed over her for a moment before a wicked grin came to her face as she sprang to her feet.

"Wait-" Ham quickly, deftly yanked her arm back down so she landed back down in her seat with a loud 'thunk'. "On second thought, it'll be better if I do it."

She frowned at him. "Whyyy?"

He looked at her, starting to stand. "Because, no offense dear sister, you scare people." 'Terrify might be a better word.' He made his way over, slowly but surely, to the man in question; weaving through the now crowded dining area.

He finally made his way over, stopping when he reaching him, welcoming smile on his face. "Hello, excuse me, are you one of the people who are going to be joining us tomorrow morning? Xiax?" He offered his hand out. "My name is Hamlet. Hamlet Napolitano; but please, call me Ham. Everyone does."


Normally Xiax was able to sneak in either early or late to avoid this problem. The whole place was so noisy and he was trying so hard to avoid people he felt like a paranoid rat being toyed with by a sadistic cat. So when he heard a voice he jumped out of his skin and froze. Most people thought that a terrible response, but moving might have caused him to bump into someone.

"Ummm what?" Was this guy going to be training with him tomorrow? Maker, help me the dude was ripped, Xiax was going to get himself turned inside out by this guy. As much as Xiax knew he stood out here, thie guy stood out in a way that maybe one day he hoped to copy.

Xiax thought of them like good solid funiture, and this guy was like a perfect antique set compared to the dinged up piece Xiax was. "Ham? Umm I guess you've already figured me out -" Xiax pointed to himself which thankfully avoided him handshaking, "- but yeah I'm Xiax. Is it ok to grab a tray first?"


Ham discreetly recinded his hand, observing the mans nervous behavior. His eyes flickered over Ham's figure, he saw slight panic in his eyes. If July were here she probably would have disected this guy; but he decided to ease up on the observations- man was probably just nervous in general. Ham smiled, nodding at him.

"Of course, take your time. My sister and I were wondering if you'd like to sit with us for dinner. We like getting to know people new to the guild. You'd be a most welcome addition to our conversations." His tone was genuine, and he spoke in a tone smooth enough to lull the anxieties of most skittesh recruits fresh across the threshhold, he wondered if it would serve to calm him.


Xiax grabbed a tray as he listened to Ham continue, he seemed pretty reasonable. The main part that was telling was how he talked. Ham sounded like some of the other trainers here at infinity edge, no scratch that. He sounded like someone who didn't view him different, most everyone at the guild still came off with the pity vibe. People didn't notice, but it was there. Even those good at pretending had other tells aside from their voice that gave them away.

"If you give me a minute, I'll follow you back." Xiax started loading his tray, making possibly the most impressive heap in culinary  existance. He didn't go for any of the junk food, but instead followed much of his trainers advice. Nearly everyday for the last two months he had been famished, and surprisingly enough he had been shoveling food down about as fast to keep up. "Could you grab me a pitcher of water? It'd save me a trip, thanks."


Ham nodded, not even bothering to ask any questions about the amount of water or food; him and July had put away entire buffet tables on their owen after more ardeous missions- and if what July had told him about this man's abilities were to be believed, he'd be burning infinitely more calories than either of them.

Ham led Xiax back to the him and his sisters table; noticing that July's eyes had been on them almost the entire time. When both of them came into sight she waved her fingers at them, having swung her legs over the bench to face them, elbow resting on the table; and gave what Ham could only ever describe as her 'signature smile'. It was equal parts jovial and wicked; it was friendly without being overly familar, there was somthing about it that made you want to sit with her, but warned you of how she was right off the bat. That twisted curl of the lips told you more about her than an introduction ever could, if one was observant enough.

He set the pitcher down on the table, taking his own seat. "Come, sit with us." He waved his arm, welcoming him to the table, allowing his sister to introduce herself when she was done sizing the man up.

July looked back at him, scootching over to the spot beside her; patting her previous seat right between her and Ham, her smile coming to a grin.


Following Ham who didn't have to mutter a stream of "Excuse me, Pardon me" like he did, he started to lag behind. It wasn't hard to follow, and everyone was halfway parted from Ham's wake. Eventually he did catch sight of Ham's sister, and it was pretty obvious, they had a certain familial resemblance but where Ham seemed more of an honest sort, his sister was what Xiax could only describe as playful? "Sure."

It became quickly apparent that they both knew more about him then he knew about them. This girl had a certain knowing look, and when she scootched over he got the feeling he was being played with. Xiax drew a calming breath, and didn't walk around the table to sit across from them. Setting down the tray first, he took the offered seat with a "Thank you."

Another step, just another step. Xiax said to himself inside, as he settled in.
"So, before I dig in: I'm Xiax, and I get the feeling that you ??? are playing with me." He paused only for a few seconds to give Ham's sister a chance to offer her name before finishing his sentence. "Please be gentle."


Once the man took his seat July gracefully and deftly swung her legs back around the bench, crossing them under the table , placing both of her elbows on the edge, and resting her chin atop the surface of her interlocked hands. She had noticed his refusal to shake Ham's hand earlier, so she didn't push.

"I'm July; well, technically my name's 'Juliette Napolitano'. But I feel July suits me better. Easier to say. Makes me sound like less of a nob." She contined to smile at him, listening to what he had to say. She heard Ham choke slightly on his food at his last statement, and she herself couldn't fight back a laugh. It was joyous and amused, though July's laugh naturally sounded slightly wicked in itself; there was no malice, no mocking in the way she was amused by his words.

"Oh...Oh I like you already." Her smiled softened to be less harsh as she came down from the laughter. "But no, I'm not playing with you; well, not intentionally." She let her hands lay themselves on the surface of the table, making her posture more approachable. "I just like...seeing what a person's like before I introduce myself. It comes with the territory of what I do; sorry if it seems like I'm messing with you." She seemed genuine, like she meant what she said.


"So, Xiax,  me and July were talking to each other about how you joined." Ham had cleared his throat from nearly choking on it earlier, downing a bit of his drink to try to right himself. "How did you come to cross the thresh-hold of our lovely guild?"

Her hand's where in the open, and there was the illusion of space for what it was worth. So she's the real reason I'm sitting here, and he probably was curious too, fantastic. Not really sure of what July wanted from him, Xiax was saved by Ham. "I did a bad job of being a hero, got hurt and passed out. You guys patched me up, and Ilyana offered me help with my... condition I guess." He started in on his food a bit. "So do you two have some sort of grudge against someone or something? I mean they must be kicking your butts pretty bad if you wanted to get a boost from: " Xiax made little air quotes as he finished it with "The Hobo battery."

Ham and July nodded almost in unison.

"That does sound like her," Ham said, taking a break from eating.


"Yeah, and hey- at least you tried to be hero, better than doing nothing, right?" July gave him a jovial, gentle nudge. "But don't worry, when Ilyana says she'll help, she helps."

They both blinked at his...'accusation', might have been the right word for it. They turned to each other, raising an eyebrow as if asking the other 'that's not why you wanted him here, right'.

"Uh, no; I'm afraid you're mistaken as to our intentions." Ham tried to put it politely, his sister on the other hand-


"Trust me, if I had a grudge I'd handle it on my own. Not even sure how battery charges would help us at all...our things...can't really be charged?" She took a swig of her drink, liquor, from the smell of it. "Neither of us invited you over here to use you as a power station. In fact, I'm kind of insulted by the insinuation." Her last few words were tinged with sarcasm.

Xiax tried to look back and forth between them but they were on opposite sides so he chose to focus mostly on the Sister who seemed to generally in control of the conversation. "No? It works a little differently than that. It makes some powers stronger, some easier, or fixes them up. At least that's the jist from Kennot. It works alittle different for everyone. Not any fun for me, but great for everyone else." Xiax stuffed a piece of chicken in his mouth alittle bitter at the end. "So if you aren't gonna use me for a battery tomorrow during training, then why talk to me? There are plenty of more interesting people. Like her." Xiax said pointing to Ryuko. "She aparently went toe to toe with Ilyana earlier and went straight to A rank. I missed it, but everyone else was talking about it. If I was you I'd probably be more interested in some kick-ass dragon girl then the dirty hobo charity case."

July considered herself someone who hated people who wallowed in self pity; and that seemed to be what he was currently steeped in. She turned away a bit, taking a moment to roll her eyes and collect herself.

She turned back a moment later. "Has no one ever...just talked to you, for the sake of talking? You're going to be on my team, you were the homeless guy Ilyana picked up who passed out trying to be a big damn hero- I appreciate that. I appreciate the goodness. I appreciate the fact that you almost wrecked your own shit trying to save someone else's shit. You might damn well be a 'dirty hobo charity case' but I'm trying to be friendly here. I like to get to know people; I like people- and whether you acknowledge it or not- you're an interesting people." She stopped, closing her eyes, raising both her hands before she got too forceful with the aggressive string of compliments. She heard Ham chuckle from the other side of him.


"Basically what she said, a bit less....pointed, though. Point is, we like meeting people, we value bravery, and we value kindness. You seem to have both of those in spades. The measure of a persons worth to us isn't simply the cool shit they can do; it's their character. You could give someone the most amazing ability anyone has ever seen-" Ham started.

"But it doesn't mean shit if they're an asshole." She finished his sentence for him, he nodded slightly in agreement.

Xiax sighed as he set down his fork, "- and I'm being an ass, gotcha. Some of you're guys haven't made the best impression, it's hard to adjust. I'm sorry." It was hard to adjust to just start trusting people. "It's alot to adjust to in two months, and I'm pretty sure that I'm not toying with the idea of joining anymore."

"In my defense, you two do come off a bit suspicious. I mean if this was anywhere but in here, we wouldn't be sitting here talking about stuff." He let the truth just lay out there a bit, but continued on more gently. "If you're game, then I guess so am I. So how does one go about painting themselves from being an asshole?" Xiax resumes eatting, "Paranoia is kinda a defense mechinism at this point, so yeah, sorry."


"N-" Ham started, trying to alleviate Xiax's concerns.

"Yeah, a bit." July said plainly, in an almost chipper tone. "But hey, you noticed it. That's a start." She shrugged. "Hey, not everyone here is as radiant as we are, I get it." She puts both her hands up. "Oh no, I fully understand; I, myself, am a very shady character. Especially compared to Ham, upstanding gentleman he is." She gestured to her brother, who was currently leaning over his plate, fork full of food currently stuck in his mouth, eyes wide when he realizes the conversation has now fallen upon him. A moment passes before he gives a small wave, signalling for the conversation to continue on without him. "Though there's a difference between being an ass and being an asshole. You're, luckily, the former; you're only being an asshole in passing- from what I've gathered it's not who you are."

She leaned forward, leaning her chin in her hand. "And the hall at dinner time was just the easiest time to get to talk to you. We don't usually track people down; makes them feel a bit threatened, two stealthy knifey shiv-darks knocking at your door. Incites a bit of a panic. But don't worry; I understand. I just hope we've made it apparent that we're not out to get you- or get something from you."


Xiax shrugged. "So far, aside from a lesson in being polite? You two seem fine, but  you'll exvuse me if I sleep with a knife under my pillow just incase." he smirked as he tried giving joking a chance. "Though I wouldn't want you two to think you're special or anything. Though for your sister I might make an exception and sleep with an extra just incase." Xiax looked out of the corner of his eye towards juliet while he filled a mug with water from the pitcher.
"Do you two have any hobbies? Aside from being knifey shiv-darks?"


"Oh, y'know, as the guilds resident snobs, they have to keep us around for something." Juliette took the oppertunity for a jab; more aimed at her and her brother than anything else. "And knives under the pillow aren't very practical; too much of a chance of stabbing yourself if you're a restless sleeper. I recommend something tucked between the bed and the frame, or tucked into the headboard." She made a movement as if to illustrate stabbing. "That way, roll over, wham, right to the jugular- and that bastards bleeding out all over your sheets. Though I suppose accidentally stabbing yourself with one of your pillow knives isn't how you lost that finger?" She gestured down towards his maimed hand with one finger.

Ham cleared his throat, fearing his sister might alienate the man more. "Well, we both read; we have quite the library here, if you'd ever like to peruse. And me and my sister enjoy games; chess, cards, anything that strikes out fancy. July also fancies herself quite the painter." He smiled cheerfully as his sister shot him a nuetral face of displeasure behind Xiax's back. "If you'd care to join us for a game of cards, we'd be happy to have you."

Normally he just held onto the knife all night under a pillow, not being used to having a bed made him unsure if she was joking or not. Then she asked about his missing finger. "Nothing so amazing there, just had a run in with a snapping turtle. As for the whole accidently stabbing yourself: Been there, done that; not really somewhere I'd want to plan a vaction and go back to."

Ham took over the conversation turning it around on his sister as Xiax took a chance to eat. Sure enough, he listed some of there hobbies. Xiax didn't really need to see Juliet's face to know she was probbly giving him some kind of look behind his back, just her leaning back was enough to give him a pretty good idea. Well there was that and Ham was giving her a smug grin about it. "Well maybe when I finish eatting. I don't suposse either of you like fishing or basket weaving? I also know how to built a great trash fort if you're ever in need." Xiax went to refil his cup again and was disappointed that it ran out about half way. "Guess I need to go get a refill. Pardon me for a minute."


July nodded appreciatively. "Ooooh, fishing- always wanted to try fishing. It's like yoga, except you get to kill something." Ham gave her a flat, disapproving look, turning his to face Xiax.

"She acts a lot more murderous than she actually is, don't mind her." 'My sister isn't a bloodthirsty basketcase, well, not entirely'.

"That's a damn lie and you know it." She looked at him indignantly. "But let's let the new guy make his own assessments of us shall we? No point in just handing him personal judgements. But dunno about trash, but we can make some wicket pillow forts. Had one over our entire library until somebody- who I will not name- as I put rotting meat and onions in their sock drawer and got even, knocked the damned thing down. Wonder what wonders I could make with a hundred soup cans." She could feel Ham's distaste for her comments.

They watched him get up, talking to each other without making it obvious.

"So what do you think?" July asked, finally digging into her food.


"I think he's...something." Ham said, finishing his drink.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He could feel her eyes squint.

"He has feelings of inadequacy as a result of his abilities;  he's nervous around people , doesn't like being touched-"

"Typical of people in his situation. But I like him. He's fun. And; y'know, seems fairly honest. Doesn't seem wiley enough to lie. He wants to keep us at a distance though. Which is a duh." She crammed another forkful of food in her mouth.

"Could you please stop being such an insensitive ass though? He's obviously been through a lot."

"Me? Insensitive? Perish the thought!" Sarcasm dripped from her voice. "What? You want me to coddle him? Nuts to that, I'm gonna be honest."

Xiax returned with the pitcher and sat back down with a "What did I miss? I'd wager me but I don't want to sound egotistical." The food wasn't warm anymore, but that didn't bother Xiax in the least. "Live off scraps long enough and you don't worry much about two things: cold food, or taste. This is still practically nirvana, so not complaigning." Xiax made his fork do cartwheels through his fingers.

"By the way, I like the stitching on your clothes.  It's a lot nicer than I would do, but I'm a more practical kind of guy." Xiax said looking at the two of them and what they were wearing. Switching to a fake upper class snoody accent he said, "But frankly my Dear I just don't have the damn time."


July grinned over at her brother; who in turn had to give him credit- his sense of humor seemed to fit hers perfectly.

"Some habits and tastes you just can't let go of." Ham shrugged, amused at the snobbish accent.


"Yeah, not to mention he likes being shiny enough to glitter like a lighthouse. He takes great pride in guiding sailors back to shore and all that. Me? I prefer being able to blend into the shadows rather than jumping around like some gold embroidered disco ball - 'hey look at me! a target! RIGHT HERE!', bit coutner intuitive." She snapped her fingers. "Also; cold food is better than no food. Hell, certain things taste even better cold. Though, assume it must be nice having fresh food; in great abundance. We do eat a lot here.....A lot."

"Fighting crime burns calories." Ham intergected.

"So does fucking, you don't see brothels with buffet tables now do you? Now there's an idea!"

Ham could only offer an exhasperated groan.


"Well one day Ham is going to be protecting some lords gold and boom, super stealth with his swag pants. Then who will be laughing?" Xiax started chuckling "That image is terrible." Then Xiax choked on his food.

"Did you just say Brothel Buffet?!" Xiax then covered his face as he turned bright red from drawing attention to himself by shouting. He started shoving food in his mouth rapidly making damn sure the thing stayed shut. Ilyana would probably have a urge to suddenly go around mass castrating the men if that was a thing.


Ham scowled, July busted out laughing.

"Ooooh, I like you! Have I told you I liked him? Cuz I do." She grinned. "And yes; brothel buffet. Think of it; tit in one hand, turkey leg in the other! It'd be fantastic and not at all unsanitary!"


Her brother sighed. "This is her being bawdier than usual. New company has her riled, I'm sure."

"Brother, I am right here, not in the other room- right. Here. You can address me directly, you know."

Not knowing how to respond he fought down a smile. July was enjoying this too much, it was kind of contagious. "So Ice broken,  making a fool and an ass out of myself before getting to seconds. Good day, guess that makes us friends."
Putting his clean spoon to his bottom lip and tapping it a few times while thinking. "Guess that means I'll ask a couple things that have me curious.
One: Does the Guild Mark hurt?
Two: Where should I put it? And ~
Three: How do I go about getting one without popping my power off on whoever touchs me like some virgin-tween?"


Ham could only put his head in his hands as July once again cracked up into bawdy laughter. And here he had thought he'd spend dinner in polite company. Still, he'd answer the mans questions.

"One, not at all; at least not in our case. It can me moved, removed, and placed with little to no pain."

"Two; you can put it anywhere, July and I both put it on the backs of our right hand." July propped her hand up, giving him a good view of the tattoo, fanning her idle fingers. "It can be as large or as small as you'd like; as long as its visible. I've heard of people with guild tattoos that span their backs. It's up to personal preference. If you would like to not show it off, the shoulder blade is a good place, if not, the forearm." He paused. "That-


"I'm sure they'll figure something out- Though now I can understand why you gave Ham the cold shoulder with the handshake earlier, if your power works on touch. Ham here can talk to Ilyana about how to proceed with it; the two of them are awfully close." She winked at her brother, who only responded with a sigh.

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Post by EphPhoenix on 30th May 2017, 6:30 pm

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Infinity Edge Guild Hall6 PM

She finished her last 100th stroke, her body still nicely steamed from the shower. After her rounds as an aide, she had to do the regimen Ilyana set up for her. It was non-negotiable. The woman had been too busy to have the discussion that Sylmeria could see in her eyes every time they crossed paths, but she had made sure Sylmeria had a physical workout. Daily. She...didn't hate it, per se--it even felt good a little bit--but it felt like she was being prepared for something, and she didn't like that. She rubbed herself as if a chill passed over her. It also felt like it touched on Valkyrie somehow.

Properly dressed and her hair tucked neatly behind one of her headbands, this one a lavender with silver trim, she looked herself over in the mirror. She had chosen a matching lavender blouse, a tan vest, and a violet skirt with silver filigree. She sighed as she looked in the mirror; even her "common" attire bespoke a certain level of affluence. She had been tempted to ask Ilyana if she could help her purchase some clothes that wouldn't make her stick out so much. But she'd been terrified it might lead to "the talk" so she had abstained.

Satisfied that she was presentable, she left her quarters and headed downstairs. Infinity Edge was as lively as Blazing Swords, if in a different way. There, it was more of a rowdy, roughhousing cacophony; here, while loud, was more of the chatter of friends getting together after a long day. All in all, she preferred this one. Maybe if she'd known of its existence when she was first choosing guilds, she might've come here. As it stood, Blazing Swords was her home and she wondered how soon she'd have to return. She couldn't stay here forever, after all.

She stepped down into the mess hall, taking in a spot where she could sit. Already, Suzanna was trying to flag her attention. She was one of the aides in the infirmary, as well, and the others seemed to have taken it upon themselves to make sure she didn't sit alone. She smiled despite herself. People here were really too kind.

She nodded to the woman, letting her know she'd come there once she'd gotten food. The menu for the night seemed to be roasted boar and vegetables. She loaded up on the vegetables and got a sliver of meat, a goblet of wine, and headed for the table.

"Good even, Suzanna," Sylmeria said politely as she sat down.

Suzanna grinned at her. The woman seemed to be amused by Sylmeria's way of speech. "Evenin', Syl," she greeted in that deceptively smoky voice of hers. She'd caught snatches of talk of men, and some women, on the effect that voice had on people. She blushed slightly. Some of it had been...explicit. "Seen the board?"

"The board?" Sylmeria inquired. "Why, no. I generally pay it no mind--not like there's a quest I can exactly do..."

The woman nodded understandingly. "You may want to go check it, m'dear," she told her. "You're on it."

Sylmeria's heart leapt. "What...?" she said nervously.

Suzanna patted her hand consolingly. "It'll be alright, dear."

Sylmeria nodded numbly, then got shakily to her feet and headed for the board. Sure enough, there she was. Her heart leapt in her throat. What in heavens could they need me for?! Maybe they required an aide...?

She took a few breaths to try and calm herself down, but could only manage not panicked. She needed to speak with Ilyana. That made her head back toward panicking. What if she decided to have the talk? What if she wanted...oh, who knew what the woman wanted?!

Her footfalls led her to the woman in question's office faster than she'd have liked. She stood before it, trying to compose herself, but it was difficult when her heart was rattling her rib cage with every beat. She stood there for a full minute, just staring, before she finally lifted up her hand and knocked on the door.

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Post by JerriLeah7 on 3rd June 2017, 2:19 pm

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Infinity Edge Guild Hall6:10 PM

She heard Ilyana's voice bidding her enter and reached for the door handle. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, steeling herself up, then opened the door. "Excuse me, Ilyana," she said politely, her free hand to her chest as she closed the door behind her, "I apologize for the intrusion, but I needed to speak with you. If you have a moment...?"

Ilyana looks up from her newest glyph art and smiles pleasantly, lifting up her quill and gesturing the girl inwards with it before returning to her artwork, "Of course, Syl.  What can I do for you?"

Sylmeria took in the large parchment and quill. She pondered whether it was ancient magic. She startled slightly when Ilyana answered. Right. She was here for a reason. What was Rook's phrase? Grab the bull by the horns? She grimaced. Or had it been something about slamming the bull around until it gave you what you wanted...? Both sounded like the man.

She shook herself. She was babbling. In her head. "T-thank you," she said, stepping toward the woman's desk and giving a respectful bow. "It was brought to my attention that I'm on the board requested for a mission? I'm...confused as to what I might be needed for? Is this a diplomatic envoy of some sort...?"


Ilyana's smile shrinks a little as she looks up into the girl's eyes before her gaze returns to her work.  She speaks softly, "I am on a personal mission and I will need your help.  Both diplomatically and with means of morale.  I'm sure you understand how companionship can help during long travels."

"I-I see," Sylmeria responded. "Diplomatically, I'll do my best--I'll just need to know what we're seeking and whom we'll be dealing with--but morale? I...I'm not sure I would be of use there." Her eyes downcast to the floor. "E-especially your people..."

Ilyana laughs, "You're too hard on yourself.  Besides, the only ones in our group will be you and I, Nymeria, and Ryuko--and Ryuko wasn't there for the chaos, so she'll have no reason to judge you."

The woman's laughter baffled her. She looked at the woman, puzzled. "I...but...surely she'd have been informed?" Sylmeria inquired. "Wouldn't she...be understandably upset that her guildmates have been murdered by...by an outsider...?"

Raising an eyebrow, "She's new.  She can't mourn the losses of those she never knew.  However, she can be skeptical and choose to be wary--as any person should.  I highly doubt she'll draw conclusions of you based off of heresay--those of her culture are incredibly wise in ways that our culture won't contain--for the most part, anyway.  You'll like her.  That's one of the primary reasons why I chose her."

Sylmeria looked bemused. "You...chose her...to accommodate me...?" she said. "I...don't understand. My comfort has no reason to be a...a factor in a mission...?"

Ilyana shakes her head, adding another detail to her glyph, "Sylmeria, this is how Guilds work.  I know you haven't been on many missions, but here at the Edge, we help each other.  That's what I'm going to do while you're in my charge, so get used to it."

"I...guess...?" she said lamely. "Rook's general motto was 'Suck it up, buttercup! You're part of the job! Put on your big girl panties and stop whining!'" She smiled lightly as she later learned that Rook had taken the guys aside and told them that if anything untoward happened he'd have their guts for caulking. He wasn't near as rough as he pretended to be. Ilyana seemed to not need to pretend.

Ilyana sighs with disapproval, but her commentary regarding Rook is cut short as there is a knock on the door.  She says "enter" and Kennot pops in with a casual salute to them both.

"...'ey, ladies," Kennot says, "Sorry to interrupt.  Um, Sylmeria--you have a visitor to see you out front.  Just wanted to let ya know."

"Thanks, Kennot," Ilyana says before switching her gaze to Sylmeria, "You shouldn't keep them waiting."

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Post by HikariKuragari on 4th June 2017, 11:32 pm

Over the 2 months~~


It had been two months already since their quests had been canceled to go to war and help Infinity Edge against Dark Ascension. Ryushi helped a lot on the sides of the battle, creating barriers to protect the wounded or the medic barracks, helping and supporting. Everything felt like it just happened yesterday. And then there was the event of after the battle with Dark Ascension, where he tried to purify some of the land on his own. It had been of course quite foolish of him, but he had been saved from the grasp of an evil spirit by a good spirit of some beast that day. Chirron helped him back up when it happened and the spirit stayed by his side while he rested only so to speak with him. The spirit smaller form was one of a white fennec fox and his name was Eaden. It somehow spoke with Ryushi about wanting to purify the negative energy that had been on the raise as of late. They both agreed on the task as Ryushi himself would wish of nothing more but to purify the negative energy in the world and help both spirits and people in need.

From then on, Eaden followed him almost everywhere always calling him frail and weak, but Ryushi knew Eaden only showed that he was worried toward him. And he was happy about this. The other members of the guild were also able to see his small form well, probably since he was such a strong spirit that he was able to materialize unlike some others like Zedd who needed the help of some kind of magic armor to be visible to others.


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White Cross Guild Hall / 6 PM



(ATTN : White Cross guild members/Chirron, Nadleeh)

As he came back from the council meeting by teleportation, Ryushi couldn't help but fall on his knees. The first teleportation wasn't too bad, but the second one ... it sure was hitting him like a truck.  The feel of extreme nausea was next.


Eaden saw the frail human come back from the said meeting by teleportation means. He spoke through the young man's mind. ''You should have let me fly you there. Seems your body cannot handle teleportation that well. ''

Ryushi took deep breaths and tried really hard to not puke. It's then that he noticed Amelia running to him.

''Hold on I'll help you ! Here.'' Without too much effort, she helped him slowly on his feet and let him rest on her shoulder while she started to walk slowly. ''Tell me if I'm going too fast, I'll get you to a seat. ''

''Thank you.'' He said, trying his best to follow her pace.

Eaden followed them in his small form and went to get Chirron right away. That guy would know how to ease the kid's pain sort of. He was still fascinated by how weak the guy could be physically.

Amelia managed to get him to a chair and turned toward Valentino who was a bit further, flirting as always. ''HEY ! Stop flirting and go get a glass of water for Ryushi, he needs it ! ''

Valentino simply said ''I'm sorry m'lady, I'll be back to you shortly.'' He then turned toward Amelia. ''On it.''

Zedd also got closer and seemed slightly panicked to see Ryushi in such state.

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(ATTN : Closed)

Instead of going to a mission to kill some possible evil spirits or some shit, it seemed that their mission had been postponed because of more attacks that were going to hit Infinity Edge soon. A war raged and Ryla helped the best she could while trying to bring her enemies with salt and throw garlic while shouting some nonsense. What ? She had to use them somewhere didn't she ?! The war lasted quite a bit, however when it was finally over... all she wanted was to go home. She had been away for so long and she was hoping they would not have gotten rid of Rex's body yet. She needed to try to see who the killer was.
(The following text includes some important stuff about Rex's death. Collab with Leah7)
Spoiler:
Ryla came back to the guild finally after so long, although anyones normal reaction would be to go relax or else.... her reaction was far from there. The moment she came into the guild, covered in filfth from traveling she yelled ''WHERE'S MIRIAM !!!!!''

Someone answered her with hesitation. ''Um.... in the office... why do y-'' The poor guy didn't even have time to finish his sentence that Ryla was running there.

She suddenly entered the office without knocking exclaiming ''MIRIAM !!!!!!!!!'' She looked to be slightly out of breath too.

Miriam looks up tiredly, not even jumping from the girl's sudden entry as she yawns, "...whaauua?"

She came closer to the desk and slapped her hands on it. ''Tell me you didn't do burry or burn Rex's body yet. I NEED to touch him !!!!!!! It's been itching me ever since I learned about his death... I HAVE TO SEE !!! Please Miriam ?!!!!! ''

Miriam points down at the floor, "He's in the morgue.  He'll be buried at the end of the memorial service, so get to it."

Ryla nods with determination and then she ask with a slight hesitation ''Will you.... come with me ?''

Miriam sighs, standing up, "Yeah.  Let's get this over with."

They both move to the morgue and Ryla approach the place where they store bodies. She wasn't sure which one it was and so she waited for Miriam to catch up. ''Which one ?.....'' She asked this time with a bit of sadness in her voice, but she knew what she had to do.

Miriam moves up to one of the slots and pulls out the slab with a sheeted body, looking half asleep as she somberly leans back against the wall next to him and waits for Ryla to do her thing.

Ryla gets close to him and lift up the sheet slightly to see him one last time with a look of sadness which quickly swicht to one of determination as she grab his hand. A vision comes to her instantly.

Ryla is thrust into the body of a man she cannot see, looking through his eyes as he looks down upon the dying Guild Master before him in his bedroom.  Magic surrounds the room and Ryla's thoughts are the man's thoughts as he watches Rex die.

Cuimhne has killed many times for various reasons, but it was honestly the most frustrating thing he would ever have to do.  Just as the light in their eyes go out, he has to wonder every single time, just what they are seeing.   His ability offers him no hints, no view of the world within the minds of his prey and that baffles him, ripping away the satisfaction of taking a life.  Perhaps they are seeing the death of a loved one and are following them into that tunnel of light or maybe they kill themselves to save another--better yet, maybe it is a sad death, the last to die as they fight to their last breath when failing to protect those they call comrades?  Either way, it burns in him to know and sadly, he simply cannot.  Such answers were never meant to be, he supposes.

Watching Rex die is the least satisfying.  This man put up a fight--and almost won.  Tt seemed as though he knew he was coming.  How?  How was he prepared for this assasination and hoe did he know Cuimhne's means of attack?  Cuimhne himself had not known until it simply happened, because he doesn't plan this shit out--it's all improvised and yet Rex knew.  He looks down at the crumpled, bloodied form at his feet and ponders over this with confusion until he hears the man laughing.

He looks at Rex, tilting his head as he asks him, "Why....the hell are you laughing?"  This man is freaking dying, he's beaten, bleeding out, and he's laughing.  What the hell?

Rex laughs more, looking Cuimhne in the eyes boldly with a bloody grin.  As he does this, it's as if he's looking through his killer and straight at Ryla, somehow.  It's as if he's meeting her gaze instead of his.  His grin is somehow still filled with hope, even as his death draws near and the magic continues to drain him.  A single tear falls from his eye, but his laughter remains as he puts his arm over his stomach to fight against the pain caused from the laughter.

"Two reasons," Rex says, laughing more, "The first being that I know this key is fake--I've seen it, you piece of shit, and this was all for nothing."

Cuimhne scowls.  He'd better be lying.  If he returns with another fake key, V will be pissed and he may even kill him over this.  Then again, if he learns that he killed a Guild Master...perhaps that will mollify him enough to allow this slip up.  After all, he's not pyschic, he can't know which ones are fucking fake.  Still, he'll hold on to this key for now.  At least until he can bring V multiples and hope that at least one will be real.

Rex coughs up blood, but when his fit is finished, he continues with a returning grin, "Secondly, I know how you're going to die--saw that, too.  A storm is coming for you and she is going to be so pissed."

Cuimhne crosses his arms over his chest, skeptical.  The man's going nuts in his last moments--it's a common thing, so he doesn't really take anything seriously.  However, his next words to send a chill down Cuimhne's spine and he wonders if maybe, just maybe...he's being watched.  Somehow.  He intensifies the killing magic, filling up the room with Rex's death as he utters his final words, looking his killer straight in the eyes as he says: "Cuimhne.  That's his name, Ryla."


Ryla comes back to reality and falls back from the shock and onto her butt. Her eyes were crying, but the expression in her eyes at this time wasn't that of sadness, it was pure rage and hatred as well as pain. She gets back up, trying to stay calm and say ''I have a name.  Cuimhne. Working under a certain V to.... collect important objects.... He also seem to have a weird... ish power that produce gaz in a room and it seems to make the victim bleed out.... draining them of their strenght... Rex... gave me his name.... he knew I would see it.'' Ryla explained what she saw the best she could, trying to stay calm and not try to murder some objects close by.  She knew about the keys, but she decided to say object to not talk about those. She felt like she might need to tell someone though... maybe Rodimus... As much as she trusted Miriam, she wasn't sure if it was a good idea to tell her that she knew about the keys. The more she thought about the vision, the more her rage would raise. Thunder could be heard from outside the building as well.

Miriam lets Ryla explain, but she moves to her and holds her in her arms to comfort her as she cries.  Miriam cries, too, but mostly it is silent tears.  She's cried so much in the last weeks that she's surprised that she's still has any tears left.  She tries her hardest not to imagine what it must be like to have Ryla's power.

As Miriam give her a hug, Ryla's rage calms down into frustration and then into unstopable tears. She hugs her back and start crying all the tears of her body on her shoulder while muttering words like why this happened and so on. When she calms down a bit after a few minutes, she free herself from the hug, rubbing her eyes and says ''Thanks... '' And then she add up to it with determination, yet sadness still present in her watery eyes. ''If ever your find the killer and a quest opens, I want to be part of it. High level mission or not. I don't care.''

Miriam nods, "I'm gonna ask Ilyana about it.  She's good with this stuff."

Ryla nods and gets back to Rex, cover him again gently and slide his body back inside the slot, closing it. Her hand stays on the door of the slot for a few seconds and then she turns. ''Thank you for letting me see him.... I'll go back home to wash up and rest. I'm exhausted.

"Okay, take care, Ryla," Miriam says as they head back up, "I'll let you know what ILyana says."

Ryla nods and leave in silence, she's surprise to see it was raining heavily outside when it was sunny not too long ago. However she did not make the connection at this time that it was caused by her.

That day she came back... after seeing this horrible vision and going back in her home. She locked herself away in the darkness of her room and started to cry every tears that she had in her body. The next day and pretty much every day after this she would go dig in the dig sites to vant out her frustration and pain. However more pain happened within two days after her arrival, the guild officially did a burial of Rex. Maybe a week later though... she got the visit of someone she sure did not expect while going on her daily digging.

(This one includes some more info about Ryla's new power and additional info toward Rex's case, Collab with Leah7)
Spoiler:
Ryla entered the dig site after some preparations, she just wanted to go back to her shinees stones and artifact and forget all about the world and current problems. When did it become such a mess. She went deeper than most right from the start, she wanted to find a more isolated spot that nobody was on. That's usually the best way to secure a treasure. She had her body suit on with her helmet on her head which was also her light. Although a lot of the already explored paths had lights set up, this part was a bit darker. She started to check through her equipment in her bag.

Rodimus shambles through the site with a disgruntled expression on his face, but he doesn't hesitate to approach his lovely new "friend" that he's about to make.  With a sheepish grin, he makes his presence known and waves at the girl as she starts to dig into her bag and waves at her, "Hey, long time no see."

Ryla was so focused that the sight of someone in front of her and then of that person coming closer was enough to make her jump away from her bag exclaiming a ''EEEEEEEEK !!' But then she look at him again... well after takin back her breath and her pulse to make sure her heart was still there beating, yep yep it was .  ''That was SCARY'' She exclaimed to herself and then she noticed who it was and jumped to her feet. ''UH ?! ... Wait... what .. how ? I mean what are you doing here ?!! I mean why would someone important like you be here, did something happen again ?!....'' She asked blinking a couple of time and looking around him to make sure it was him and it really was Rodimus.

Rodimus rubs the back of his neck, "Eh, sorry about that.  Accident,  I swear.  I'm uh...I'm here to keep an eye on ya.  By order of the 13 great douchebags, blah blah blah, I am ordered to hereby watch you and make sure you don't go homicidal."

Ryla looked at him and blinked, her face taking a more serious look. ''Watch me ? ....  Homocidal ? Me ? ... Geez ... '' Ryla sighs. ''Well I don't ... mind you so much.... I have a feeling you don't feel like doing it either. Just between me and you, if they send anyone else I'm not responsible if they get lost in the dig site. And that's the only semi homicidal level I would reach to be left alone. Though I can understand why they worry seeing that I have no clue myself how the crap it works... ''

Rodimus laughs, "Yeah, girl.  I getcha.  Don't blame you, either.  In the meantime, tell me what I can do to help you because I don't get this dig site stuff."

''DID I HEAR OKAY ?!  You'll like help me find shinees ?! '' Ryla said with surprise, but also was happy to hear he'd be willing to dirty his hand to find shinees. Such a noble and amazing person he was, her opinion of him went even higher. She clears her troat. ''So erm, yeah I personally try to go in darker deeper areas to try and find more things but also extend our coverage. We do need to dig a lot with either pickaxe or other tools, but I personally prefer going manually in case something precious is hidding between layers. Basically we look for shinee stuff of value or artifact ! But yeah it'll be a bit hardcore, if you didn't bring enough clothes on your trip I could.... ask my uncle if he has any he could lend or something. '' She takes a pickaxe and give him one. Somehow she had a spare helmet in her bag too, it happened once that she broke hers. She pass it to him as well. ''Here you should protect your head in case.'' She then place back the bag on her shoulders and walk forward. ''YAAAH !'' She started to swing the pickaxe mercilessly at the rocks. Somehow she was also vanting the frustration of the past months while doing this as well.

Rodimus could not believe the gusto on this woman.  Not only does she not care about getting dirty, but she's strong and enthusiastic, even in a shitty lookin' hole like this.  When he sees her with the great pickaxe violence, he's both terrified and aroused.  That's just....that's just awesome.  Of course, this girl is way too young for him, so he's not gonna be inappropriate, but damn.  He takes his gear gifted to him and readies to work alongside her.  Luckily, he doesn't give a rat's ass about his clothes, so he's set to go as he moves to work where she instructs.

After some digging she stops him for a bit and says ''WAIT.....something.... is purple and SHINEE..... MUST TAKE IT OUT CAREFULLY.... she took out a box of smaller tools to work around the stone. ''COME SEE MOMMY PRETTEH ... ummm.... what should I name it... DIANA  ! Your name shall be DIANA THE THIRD !!!'' She says while digging around it carefully.

Rodimus looks at her as she names the object, raising an eyebrow.  Kinky.  She's nuts, but she's still a sweetheart and he's sure she's not homicidal, so things will be fine.  He puts his pick down and moves down to get a better look as she moves to dig around it with care, "Man.  I should have gone into this instead of forging."

''I knooow... aren't shinees beautiful ?! Though to be quite honest forging stuff sounds pretty amazing too. I mean you're litteraly creating stuff with things that diggers like me may find. I'd say we make a good team on that ! OMG ALMOST THERE..... Come here sweety. She finally manage to get it out, it was a purple stone that had galaxy like colors moving inside. ''WOooooooooooooow..... Okay that is impressive.... looks probably maybe magical.... WEWT... I don't want to give it away though... its sooooo pretteeh....!!! But halas, have to.... after maybe a night at home. '' She said with a sheepish face. ''You didn't hear that !!'' She said with a wink.

Rodimus grins, "Yeah, okay.  Didn't hear nothin'.   What's next?"

''THAT WAY !'' She exclaimed after carefully placing the stone in a sample box she brought. A few hours later she started to pack up, she had found a few others smaller stones with him, but nothing like the galaxy looking one. ''So.....erm... you can follow me home if you want... I mean you'll probably need a shower too and stuff.''

Rodimus nods his head, "Gotcha.  I need one, too.  It's been a long time since I've been to Shez, so it'll be nice to visit."

Ryla nods and shows the way home. ''Though I don't live inside the guild itself, I live close, but you're free to go visit the others after. '' They walked outside the dig site and then toward her home. On the way there though there was some old.... aquaintance she would have prefered to not see.

''Hey ! If it isn't miss dirt ! Did you find a bunch of rocks again ?! '' The guy said in the most rude manner and him and his buddies started laughing.

Ryla just ignored them telling Rodimus to keep walking and continued walking till one of them threw a rock at her head. She barely flinched, she just stopped.

''Oh I'm sorry I thought you wanted more rocks into your collection freak !'' One of them yelled.

The clouds started to cover the area pretty suddenly and she turned slowly toward them looking serious ''Say that AGAIN ?!'' She exclaimed as a bolt of lightning roared in the sky and a bit of static electricity raised around her.

They all looked serious and one of them said ''Um... I think we should go.'' and they left.

There was then a second lightning bolt in the sky, Ryla jumped suddenly at this one exclaming ''EEK !'' She then started to freak out. ''Okay wait... RYLA CALM DOWN... calm down calm down calm down....'' And.... it started raining..... A LOT... ''EEEEEEK COLD !!!!!!!!!!!!! ''

Rodimus was pissed when they kept commenting, but he kept his mouth shut.  He knew better than to fight a woman's battles for her.  She was strong, anyway, and he knew she coudl handle it.  However, when they threw a rock...he just about snapped.  The lightning prevented all need for reaction, though, and he's surprise is obvious as he backs away, his hands up defensively.

"Woah, Ryla..."  Rodmius says calmly, "Think of adorable puppies and shiny gemstones."

She heard Rodimus words and she tried really hard to think of shinees and especially that galaxy stone, after a good two minutes of intense rain.... the storm leaves just as fast as it came. ''I.... I'm sorry.... '' She said before pointing the direction. ''It's erm... that way.... '' Her mind was racing trying to understand what happened.

Rodimus says seriously, "Now, you're sure that storm raze wasn't you?"

Ryla shook her head. ''It's the first time something this big happens... though I did get a few cases of electricity and sudden rain when freaking out too much and stuff.... but it never happened before the event.... so... I think it wasn't me at the time, but they might have given me that power afterwards..... I just have no clue how it works... I didn't ask for all those problems.... I seriously don't know what to do about it....'' She was pretty serious and worried, but tried her best to stay calm to not have another storm coming. ''We're here... my uncle won't come home till later, we can talk about it till then if you wish, but I'd appreciate keeping him in the dark about it... I don't want to worry him for now.'' Ryla opened the door and let him come in.

Rodimus walks with her, contemplating what she said, "Well, people develop abilities later in life all the time.  It's perfectly normal to experience, even if the source is odd.  You should talk to your trainer about it and get some tips on dealing with the changes."
When they reach her place, he says, "No problem, I'll keep my mouth shut."

''I'll try that....and thank you. Still that ability is so troublesome, I have no clue what to do with it nor how to control it and it's not like I could just walk up to some random person with the same power and say Hey how do you do that shit ! '' Ryla sighs. ''Anyways sorry you erm... saw that earlier, the assholes I mean. They've been bullying me since I was younger, they're pretty annoying. Though I have a feeling they might call me freak for other reasons now and might possibly stay away from me... which is a good thing I guess ?....Ugh... We should change clothes we'll catch colds.'' She said looking at both of them.

"Well, fuck 'em."  Rodimus says with a shrug, "They're worth less than the dirt on your clothes.  That's why they bully you--you're just too above them.  Anyway, yeah.  I'll change and shit, I'll get to the bathroom after you.  Until then, I'll just practice outside, if that's okay."

Ryla nods and smile ''Thank you. Oh and sure I'll go change first then. I'll come outside and let you know when it's free.''

After changing and washing up her face, she goes to notify Rodimus that the bathroom was free and she let him go change as well. When he comes back she was waiting in the dining room and as he finds her, he'll see her with a serious look on her face. ''Oh... you're back. '' Ryla took deep breaths and then add ''Say... I need to talk with you.... I mean about super serious stuff... I don't think words of it got to you yet, but in case they didn't .... I had a vision after coming  back... And I would like to share it with you. But there's a part of it that I left out on purpose with Miriam that I wish to tell you... Can I trust you with a heavy secret ?.... ''

Rodimus sits, looking contemplative, but he nods his head without saying a word.  Ryla had been goofy all day and she went to shower and then returned and it seemed so sudden that her mood would change.  Whatever this was, it had to be important.

Ryla nods in return and starts speaking. ''I... saw how Rex died.... from the killer's perspertive. And I have his name.... Rex... told me his name in the vision, he knew I would see this and how I would. The name of the murderer is ... Cuimhne and he's working for a certain V. Now the next part I only said... objects, but... truth is I know about the keys....I also know that Rex's key was a fake since he told the murderer himself that it was a fake while laughing. And... I'm sorry I didn't tell you before when you were asking me for questions.... I knew about them from my visions, but I also knew I had to hide that fact. I also know that you forged the fake ones cause I saw it... Only reason why I'm telling this know is because I think it's important that you of all people knows that Rex's key was a fake.... but ... also because I feel you're the only person I can tell this to somehow... But I know this V person seems to be the boss looking for the keys.... Cuimhne is one of his lackeys and he was really afraid of the boss somehow I could feel it. The killer had a sort of power that did a gaz in the room making the victim bleed out or something... I'm not sure I understood fully how it worked.... '' She took a pause to look up anxiously how Rodimus would react to all this.

Rodimus look at her sadly, and although he appeared relieved when she informed him of the fact taht the key was fake, his sadness soon returns after, regardless.  He put his arm on the girl's shoulder and says, "I'm so sorry.  I'm so sorry that you had to see that, Ryla.  It takes a very strong person to have the ability that you have."

He sighs a little, but he leans back to give her space, "Yeah, V is the Guild Master for Dark Ascension.   We're still hunting him--he's exceptionally skilled at avoiding attention.  Cuimhne....I've never heard of it, but I'm going to start asking some questions for sure.  It was smart not to reveal any information about the keys, though--you're right.  It's best to keep those on the down low.  The more that we know, the more we can be questioned about if we're ever captured or tortured....

Shit, Ryla, I really am so sorry."

Ryla nods and have a few tears comes down and she started laughing slightly ''One thing I'm happy about though... is that... Rex gave the guy a lot of trouble. I miss him though.... everything is so hollow without him. I may be all goofy happy outside.... but inside I've been a mess. I'm thankful I can get info to help people in the end... yet those visions keep bringing pain and troubles or heavy secret I dunno who to tell them to. It's so hard... I'm glad I feel like... I could trust you with my life though. Thank you.'' She said crying some more. ''Oh..'' She said between the sniffles ''One more thing... if there is ever a mission to hunt that killer down.... I want in. I don't care of the level or anything, I want to be there, I have to be there. '' Her eyes showed determination and anger. ''I won't let him get away with what he did, nor do I accept the fact that this asshole V thinks he can just continue to take lives for the sake of those keys. I'm tired of their shit.''

Ryla nods ''And if I'm there who knows I might be able to get the info we need by just being there. We should try to make special gaz mask to counter this guy ability though, not sure if it'll work... but I think it would be a good idea. Then again I have nooo clue how to even make one or who to contact for that... so I guess I'll leave the production stuff to you as well.  Sucks that I didn't see his face though. Tch.'' She seemed a little frustrated there.

"Yeah, but we'll get him," Rodimus says, "Thanks, girl.  I'm gonna look into this for you and we'll hunt this asshole down, I promise."

Ryla nods and says ''Thank you so much'' with a small smile.

Ryla was happy to have Rodimus as a friend she could count on and he didn't sleep at her place, but he would come to visit frequently while he was ''ordered'' to keep an eye on her. Though she knew he was covering stuff they didn't need to know and she was happy about that.

***

Present / Dig Site Sherehazade 6PM


(ATTN : Open)

Ryla had found a few interesting things within the dig site and she was happy about that. However all at the same time she was so frustrated that she had yet to get any information about anything that was important. With frustration she started to hit rocks with her pickaxe more violently than ever, scaring the shit out of anyone that was close by ''DIE ROCK DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE''.


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