In Character Game Thread (Depricated)

[Aiden]

Hannah

"Tch... I haven't hit her with my full power," She confessed after a moment with a scowl of frustration. "I don't want to actually kill her. But her multi-tasking is... and it doesn't feel like an illusion... no. No, I'll figure this out myself, Lighthart."

What was Lighthart trying to get at, here? Her concentration and resolve left little room for in-depth analysis of the intricacies of her opponent's sorcery. It was a completely different system, and one that didn't play by any but the most basic of rules her own did. She clenched her hands tightly enough to draw blood from her palms. Her power was in the blood, her self came from the blood, so if her blood touched it... could she figure this out?

She approached Eleanor physically this time, carefully maintaining her shimmering barrier as best as she could with her own blood as the catalyst. And when she got close enough, if she wasn't somehow pushed away, she flicked her blood on the writhing mass of boiling flesh and felt.

[SINIB]

Lily

"Mhmm... But clothes are made to be burned away..." She complained in jest and then pushed Olga away. "And stop rubbing my head already, I'm an adult and it's freaking embarassing, you young ones really need to learn your place sheesh."

"Battle uniform?" The lone phrase suddenly caught her attention. "Do you.... like to fight Olga?" It was rather weird for someone to have a battle uniform and not enjoying combat, she didn't look like she was forced to wear it either by someone, which really only left that option.

"Are you any good?"

Olga

Olga ignored the first comment. She'd teach this girl a lesson if she did that again, for sure.

"Ah, well... Hm. I don't dislike fighting?" She scratched her cheek and looked up in the air. "And I'd consider myself fairly strong, why?"

[Aiden]

Noel Vermillion

"Yeah, well... She was--she realllly reminded me of somebody I knew once... A really bad man." Noel shuddered as she remembered the events of that day. "Let's get going." She released Breeze and smacked her cheeks to wipe herself out of her funk. "We should get you a phone."

Auspicious Breeze

"Huh. Well, if she comes back I'll just beat her up!" No need to ask a bunch of questions that Noel didn't need to answer right now. Maybe later, if the girl trusted her more. She might not even have to ask at that point! Girls liked to open up once they liked you. She smiled right up until her fellow blonde mentioned the phone.

"Ahh, I don't suppose they take silver for that here? I still have some on me." She patted the little pouch at her side which clinked with coins.

[Bern]

Lily

"Cause I wanna beat you up later dummy~" Lily stuck at her the tongue at the taller girl. "Now come on  I'm gonna get you tons and tons of cute outfits!"

The redhead practically shoved Olga into a nearby store which luckily for them happened to be a clothing store. Lily pushed on until they reached the underwear section.

[Elf]

Archer

Archer blinked at Amanda's hasty explanation and wondered what she and Eruraviel were talking about.

Maybe it's some sort of charm of suggestion, he reasoned as he reached down to pet his cat.  Tohsaka, for his part, leaned against Archer's large hand and began to loudly purr.  Considering her line of work, things would go a lot easier for her if people were prone to respond easier or be charmed by her.

Which means I could be charmed right now.  Damn it!

Then she asked Archer about his own abilities.  Again.  Yare, yare, it's getting tiresome trying to dodge their questions, but I'm fairly certain Eruraviel knows all of my secrets now.  She's like a bustier version of Ilya.

Then Eruraviel answered, "Oh, he's suppper interesting.  I'd probably rate him about as strong as myself, in pure destructive output."  She was smiling at them and her destructive power vanished as if it hadn't been there in the first place.

Archer sighed, ran a hand through his hair, and frowned.  "I wouldn't call myself overly interesting.  There's only one thing I excel at in terms of magecraft," he said as he flexed his hands and whispered that familiar spell.

"Trace on."

Kansho and Baykura formed in his hands before he disbanded them in a shower of sparks to form Durandal, Hrunting,  Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, Joyeuse, and Misteltein in succession, disbanding the previous tracing before bringing the next sword into being.

He let Misteltein go in a shower of sparks with a grin and a shrug.  "Swords are the easiest to create," he said.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Eleanor

The blood sang such sweet songs, the grail within the suitcase trembling with a life of its own as it drank deeply of every drop and even consumed one of the hints. It frothed and bubbled with a terrible intensity. Then there was the flesh.

What Hannah heard was music. It was the sound of a thunderstorm, loud enough to shake the earth. It was the beat of her own heart, the rhythmic sound strangely clear to her and filled with an intent she couldn't name. But it was indeed overwhelming. The nature of the music was inherently ceaseless. Even without being able to name it one knew it would never end. Every single beat proclaimed its endlessness. That it would not die was an axiom that even the deaf could hear as it rattled them down to their bones and shook the very fabric of their souls.

[SINIB]

Noel Vermillion

"Yeah, well... She was--she realllly reminded me of somebody I knew once... A really bad man." Noel shuddered as she remembered the events of that day. "Let's get going." She released Breeze and smacked her cheeks to wipe herself out of her funk. "We should get you a phone."

Auspicious Breeze

"Huh. Well, if she comes back I'll just beat her up!" No need to ask a bunch of questions that Noel didn't need to answer right now. Maybe later, if the girl trusted her more. She might not even have to ask at that point! Girls liked to open up once they liked you. She smiled right up until her fellow blonde mentioned the phone.

"Ahh, I don't suppose they take silver for that here? I still have some on me." She patted the little pouch at her side which clinked with coins.

Noel

"Well. Um. They probably would. It's still a precious metal. Just a little bit is pretty valuable."

[Bern]

Amanda

Material composition, manufacturing process, age, history and legend, and sympathy for it. Amanda's aqaumarine eyes devoured it all, through the whirlpool of chaos, tracing it to it's root, all the way to it's source to grasp the truth.

Then she couldn't hold it in anymore.

A choked laugh turned into a giggle, as the mage was completely besides herself.

"That's .... That's one of the most overly.... hah complicated methods for the gains I have ever.... hahaha....seen."

Despite her words she had been a bit busy herself. In her hands formed twin swords once crafted by a Chinese blacksmith. There was nothing faulty about them, as close to the original as the ones Archer had just made, in fact their were exactly like the pair Archer had made. It was undeniably the swords known as Kanshou and Bakuya.

[Aiden]

Noel

"Well. Um. They probably would. It's still a precious metal. Just a little bit is pretty valuable."

Auspicious Breeze

"Ohh...!" She nodded and reached out to grab one of Noel's hands. "Alright then! Let's go shopping for one of these 'phones.' Oh, and maybe some food? A few other things...?"

Breeze wondered if she could get Noel into a clothing store.

[Aiden]

Eleanor

The blood sang such sweet songs, the grail within the suitcase trembling with a life of its own as it drank deeply of every drop and even consumed one of the hints. It frothed and bubbled with a terrible intensity. Then there was the flesh.

What Hannah heard was music. It was the sound of a thunderstorm, loud enough to shake the earth. It was the beat of her own heart, the rhythmic sound strangely clear to her and filled with an intent she couldn't name. But it was indeed overwhelming. The nature of the music was inherently ceaseless. Even without being able to name it one knew it would never end. Every single beat proclaimed its endlessness. That it would not die was an axiom that even the deaf could hear as it rattled them down to their bones and shook the very fabric of their souls.

Hannah

Words. Words failed her. The darkest depths of the demonic spirit knew an end, not like this. There was nothing, could be nothing, in all the nearly infinite iniquity that lurked in the heart of man that could reach the death of this song. And she tried, oh did she try, to flush it out as she stumbled back with her hands over her ears. Hannah couldn't hear her own snarl of dismay.

Didn't hear herself as she fell back toward Lighthart with blood dribbling from her eardrums as the metaphoric violated the boundary of the literal in her head. It wasn't until her flesh began to warp at the distraction, began to show the hideous potential of the inhumanity lurking beneath Hannah's flesh, that she found her out. Talon-like nails tearing into her hands jolted her out of metaphysical purgatory with an all too immediate reality.

But by then her shield was finally down. Damn it. And then the worst part followed in its absence: the sensation of loss after such a grand and terrible feeling escaped her.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Amser

She flicked a card over at the man. Scribbled onto it was the bank account information of many wealthy individuals, places where they were hiding money along with instructions on how to get into such facilities, and a few dirty secrets involving bypassing restrictions on certain products and illegal trade. The past was filled with so many of these little tidbits of information after all. It was hardly Amser's fault if they had failed to cover up.

"That will suffice."

[SINIB]

Lily

"Cause I wanna beat you up later dummy~" Lily stuck at her the tongue at the taller girl. "Now come on  I'm gonna get you tons and tons of cute outfits!"

The redhead practically shoved Olga into a nearby store which luckily for them happened to be a clothing store. Lily pushed on until they reached the underwear section.

Olga Marie

"Heh." Good luck. Olga smiled at Lily's comment. As soon as they got to the store, Olga began looking for herself, quite content with getting underwear first. She began to take out this or that, examining it carefully. It needed to be comfortable, after all.

[Bern]

Lily

"Can you huuuuurry uuuuup I'm huuuuungry." The redhead was skipping around while complaining about her current predicament. Shifting from left to right leg as she tried to pass the time.

"And why does your taste have to be so boooring."

Of course she couldn't really hold the comments in when she was practically starving, not that she could normally either but now was it was doubly so.

[SINIB]

Forest

"So why didn't you become a guy in the . . . never mind.  That's good to know," Forest said with a sigh and rubbing her forehead.

"This is becoming bloody complicated.  The story of my entire existence."

Chocola

The little girl cocked her head. "Huh? Why would I want to be a guy just because I can? Would you want to do that?"

[SINIB]

Amanda

Material composition, manufacturing process, age, history and legend, and sympathy for it. Amanda's aqaumarine eyes devoured it all, through the whirlpool of chaos, tracing it to it's root, all the way to it's source to grasp the truth.

Then she couldn't hold it in anymore.

A choked laugh turned into a giggle, as the mage was completely besides herself.

"That's .... That's one of the most overly.... hah complicated methods for the gains I have ever.... hahaha....seen."

Despite her words she had been a bit busy herself. In her hands formed twin swords once crafted by a Chinese blacksmith. There was nothing faulty about them, as close to the original as the ones Archer had just made, in fact their were exactly like the pair Archer had made. It was undeniably the swords known as Kanshou and Bakuya.

Archer

Archer blinked at Amanda's hasty explanation and wondered what she and Eruraviel were talking about.

Maybe it's some sort of charm of suggestion, he reasoned as he reached down to pet his cat.  Tohsaka, for his part, leaned against Archer's large hand and began to loudly purr.  Considering her line of work, things would go a lot easier for her if people were prone to respond easier or be charmed by her.

Which means I could be charmed right now.  Damn it!

Then she asked Archer about his own abilities.  Again.  Yare, yare, it's getting tiresome trying to dodge their questions, but I'm fairly certain Eruraviel knows all of my secrets now.  She's like a bustier version of Ilya.

Then Eruraviel answered, "Oh, he's suppper interesting.  I'd probably rate him about as strong as myself, in pure destructive output."  She was smiling at them and her destructive power vanished as if it hadn't been there in the first place.

Archer sighed, ran a hand through his hair, and frowned.  "I wouldn't call myself overly interesting.  There's only one thing I excel at in terms of magecraft," he said as he flexed his hands and whispered that familiar spell.

"Trace on."

Kansho and Baykura formed in his hands before he disbanded them in a shower of sparks to form Durandal, Hrunting,  Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, Joyeuse, and Misteltein in succession, disbanding the previous tracing before bringing the next sword into being.

He let Misteltein go in a shower of sparks with a grin and a shrug.  "Swords are the easiest to create," he said.

Eruraviel

Eru leaned back and yawned at their displays.
"Hmmmm, I guess I'll have to give you passing grades..." She muttered to herself. Honestly, she was quite impressed with both of them. She felt they both had a lot of talent, especially Amanda. It was a shame her mana was so pitifully pathetic. Eru wondered to herself idly if she could steal one of her bodies and gain access to her oh so convinent power.

Eru smiled at Amanda. "Don't make fun of him. Even if his process is strange, you can't exactly argue with the results."