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Cynthia nodded back to Magnus. "What is done, has been done. Let us just try and move up quietly. Though be ready encase something does come after us." She says giving a confident look to Magnus as she gracefully but quietly begins to approach, keeping herself close to the wall.

I give up tbh

"Probably go a lotta the escapees heading there too.. Ought to be easy enough."

"... And of course we'd be deep in the prison, do you think they'd keep me with the 'normal' prisoners?" He laughs harshly.

Alby just started walking, hoping Rowan would know where to go. Despite his occupation, he couldn't really detect magic so he was relying on that.

"Is there any normal here? This place is pretty shady."

"That's why the normal was in quotes, darling."

He reaches out his senses for a second. After discerning the direction the most magic was coming from, he begins walking towards it.

edited 20th Jan '16 12:41:23 PM by Daydre

JANOS not really having any better options decides to stick with Rowan and Alby. As Rowan led the way, the nanite swarm melted back into the shape of an overly large spider and began following.

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Magnus ordered his Golems to reamin in place, figuring if they wanted to avoid a fight one entity fully armed and clad in armor was probably enough/already too much. Since the Schaller he was wearing had no visor he took off the whole thing to at least convey that he didn't want to fight this time.

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Cynthia looked back speaking in a low-voice. "You gonna be okay like that? We don't know whats up ahead and it could get dangerous." She said with a oddly cold voice for such concerned words.

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"If a fight is unavoidable I'll put it back on, but I don't want to give the impresssion... well the one I probably give with my helmet on, I think if one can't even see anothers face under a helmet, why should one trust him not wanting to fight? Please worry not, I know it will be dangerous, and I do not intend to throw my life away."

edited 22nd Jan '16 3:06:50 AM by Sergey_Smirnov

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Cynthia nods looking at Magnus. "If your sure, then its fine lets just stick together." Cynthia says moving up against the wall quietly, turning her head around to see whom what or where the noise was coming from.

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"If you wish so." Magnus nodded (now without the helm even visibly). The Centaur holstered his Naginata. He motioned Cynthia to follow and, with a last decisive clap with his hoove, went around the corner from which the shouts could be heard.

edited 22nd Jan '16 6:16:57 AM by Sergey_Smirnov

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Cynthia moved out following Magnus to examine the scene up ahead, the whole time in her mind reciting her spell mantras encase she needed to try and head into action. Cynthia didn't want a fight but it has had a habit of finding her.

Still Magnus seemed confident enough at this so she wasn't showing much outwardly, just a little distracted as she moved with her grace behind him.

edited 23rd Jan '16 3:50:59 AM by darkdestinysoul

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As Magnus went past the corner he could see a crowd of (former) prisoners violently banging at a large metal door, shouting and demanding to be let through. The whole group seemed quite agitated and while Magnus was no expert he could see that the mood was quite unstable and could turn violent any moment. Then Magnus spotted a few prisoners with weapons, he didn't know how they got their hands on them, maybe they plundered an Armory, but regardless of the reason Magnus and the rest had to be extra careful not to turn this into a massacre.

As of now the prisoners didn't notice Magnus' group "Okay, remember, we don't want to turn this into a fight." Please Mireille, watch over me. Magnus gave a reassuring nod before he proceeded to carefully move forward, not trying to conceal their presence but also not walking in an overly aggressive manner.

edited 23rd Jan '16 5:30:16 AM by Sergey_Smirnov

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Cynthia looked at the situation and while it did not fill her with confidence, only the ones that were armed were the true threats. She stopped practicing incantations in her mind and instead just look to Magnus and nodded as he approached. Shifting her long flowing black her behind her as she moved up beside Magnus, gracefully but not aggressively; just a few steps behind. She was close enough that she would be seen and not-concealed but compared to his more dangerous looking figure would likely not be targeted first if something was to happen.

Briefly her vibrant jade green eyes gave a cautious look to Magnus. While she was not concerned for his safety, this was dangerous and Cynthia didn't want to risk using too much more magic and triggering her memory charm to fail.

edited 23rd Jan '16 6:10:17 AM by darkdestinysoul

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Finally the group was noticed "And who're ya!? Whatever Horseboy, if you want through get in line." One of the prisoners turned around, his voice made it clear what his opinion on Magnus was. Magnus stopped "Look I do not want to fight, what is going on here?"

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Cynthia looked at Magnus, then made her own presence visible along side his. A confident gaze of her jade eyes onto the individuals ahead. "I would rather you do not speak to my companion in that way." Cynthia said in a calm yet serious tone, looking over at the others trying to open the door then back the other ones talking to Magnus.

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The prisoner shortly looked to Cynthia then back to Magnus "Oy, Horseboy, you hiding behind your pussy? Thought you were a though boy, but it seems I'm seeing only a pussy, a pussy and a gal with a helluva booty. Say pussyboy, you got a monopoly on that booty, or is she shareable?" He made a gesture that made it very clear what he meant by that "Well guess your brain is more on the horse size anyway, aye?" Magnus tried to not visibly grind with his teeth. This guy really had an attitude that wanted to make him want to deliver a good hoove-kick in his face, but that wouldn't accomplish anything other than probably instigate a completly unneccessairy fight. "She is not my 'pussy' so ugh, look we only want to pass." "Your brain really is on the horse-site of you pussyboy. What do think we want here?" Pissing guys off that could kill you with one kick, at least that's what you do right now. He was smart enough not to say that out loud though.

edited 24th Jan '16 4:44:10 AM by Sergey_Smirnov

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Cynthia smirked at the comments; oh how she wanted to unleash magic on them for that one but keep it cool girl, you can do this, you have done it before with worse people... "Oh your cute, you know that?" She said with a coy smile. "Though really, you can leave him alone cant you?" Giving a wink as she speaks, showing for Magnus at-least oddly warm emotional response compared to her usual cold demeanor, a practiced amount of deception.

To Cynthia it was a sickening but useful skill to have. Especially with people this dumb.

edited 24th Jan '16 4:59:22 AM by darkdestinysoul

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"Aww, pussyboy, you need protection from ya pussy? Well whatever" He glanced to Cynthia "Hm... seems you are the the one with the pants on here. Kay, look I leave pussyboy alone if he is sooo dear to you." The prisoner got a bit nearer "But don't ya want to get together with some real men - or does this guy have the cock one suspects from those horseboys?" The man again came a bit nearer, Magnus now really gritted his teeth I swear if he touches me... or more likely her for that matter I will kick him to the face... and probably trample on him a bit... just to be sure Magnus boiled, even in the cult there were some idiots, in an organisation so loosley organized that should come as no surprise, but that guy was something special, if there was one thing Centaurs didn't like then talk like that. He didn't know if that guy knew about Centaurs and did that on purpose or if he was just that stupid. "Ya know m'love I'm grateful today, I'll let you have your pussyboy for now. But how 'bout you just leave us alone... or do you want to spend some... quality time with us?" Magnus was at a point where he very well could kill this man

edited 24th Jan '16 5:33:54 AM by Sergey_Smirnov

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"I did say your kinda cute but I don't think now is the time." She gives a amused smile. Moving ever slightly closer "So how about for now we leave you alone. Once we're out however, maybe the two of us can have a bit of fun."

Cynthias tone still very very warm, very uncharacteristic compared to her time with Magnus.

edited 24th Jan '16 6:54:11 AM by darkdestinysoul

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"Haha, m'love now we're talking." He glanced at Magnus "Yo, pussyboy, ya own pussy has dumped ya it seems." He shoved the already boiling Centaur out of the way, again adressing Cynthia while putting his arm around her shoulders "Soo, ya see, to get out we need to get through this door... I think, me boys and me that is. Buut... well the thing seems to be locked. See so things can get a bit heated. Tell you what, if you or your little Pet-cock here manage to open this thing up then I'll be generous and let you pass... after we had our fun of course." While speaking his tone and posture maade it quite clear what his understanding of 'fun' was - much to the dismay of Magnus, not that the Centaur was prude, but this asshole just ticked him off, he admired Cynthia for being able to keep calm (or at least look as if) under such circumstances. The only thing keeping him at bay for now was thinking of the ways he could kill this idiot in under one second. Without waiting for Cynthia's response the man turned to face the rest of the angry mob, he may was stupid like a piece of shit, but the rest seemed to listen to him "Yo boys, away from the door, 'me new booty wants to have a try."

edited 24th Jan '16 7:13:44 AM by Sergey_Smirnov

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Cynthia lets out a low giggle, forced but convincing before looking towards Magnus then to the door as she starts to walk forward to examine the door in question. Trying to see how thick it might be, if there is any easy locking mechanism, ect. As well as trying to work out how many people exactly are here. She externally had her calm composure, the fact she wanted to teach him a lesson by stealing his memories (ignore the fact it does the reverse) was secondary at the current moment.

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The door had no obvious locks or anything like that, in fact there didn't seem to be any indication that this was no dead end, but when one could feel magic one could see that this was, in fact not the case, and there was indeed a corridor behind the thing. This was obviously a door the servants didn't want to be breached easily. Magnus - still gritting his teeth also worked his way to the door. He looked around, all in all there were maybe two dozend prisoners here, around a quarter of them with weapons. "Yo, how'd ya prefer to be called? Pet-cock, or pussyboy" Magnus still held his composure, though barely "I'd prefer neither." "Uhhhhh I'm so scared. Heard that boys, the pussyboy speaks up, seems he finally grew some balls." He glanced back "So Pet-Cock it is."

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Cynthia walked close to the "door" placing her hand upon it and just feeling the magic around. Smirking a little at what she felt, giving a glace up to Magnus she then placed a hand upon him activating some low-level magic.

"One mind touches another. Two joined by one thought. Let him see what I see and let me hear what he thinks... Link..." She recited in her mind as the invisible magic went off, the only clue it had been done were slight glints in Cynthia's eyes which body could see since she was so close to the door.

"Hey you holding up okay?" Cynthia's voice echoed into Mangus' mind. "You should be able to sense magic as strongly as I can right now and mentally talk back. So got any ideas?" Her she mentally communicated, her emotions colder and more distant as they usually were.

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Magnus suddenly could sense all the magic Cynthia could, the feeling was overwhelming for him. ~I-I am terribly sorry for this.~ He thought back (referring both to the situation and the asshole beside them). ~So this is how you see the world? I do have to say I'm impressed. But sadly I d not know how we could open this door. Wait, you see there? There is a small crack, maybe we could do something with that. And please, if this idiot goes to far for you, do tell me, I'd be happy to split his skull.~

edited 24th Jan '16 8:18:22 AM by Sergey_Smirnov

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Cynthia weakens the bond to try and not overwhelm Magnus' senses as much. She was rarely distracted or overwhelmed by it, but she is infused so deeply its instinctual. ~Do not apologize for that pigheaded twit. This is similar to how I see things though for me it is not so much a sight as a sense~

She paused and looked to what Magnus pointed out. ~Maybe yes we could use that...~ She placed her hand upon the weak point, trying to feel her magic flow. ~Think I should just try to force my way through? I am a little concerned on how these idiots behind us will react if I make too large a burst?~ She communicates in cold and frustrated tone towards the people behind.