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NitrousThunder Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is! from the Wild Side Since: Jun, 2012 Relationship Status: If the gov't can read my mind, they know I'm thinking of you
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
#101: Nov 23rd 2015 at 12:38:19 AM

After listening to the Soul Lancer and Sjan make their statements, Seth started mentally connecting what they'd said. So did this mean...well, it was only his first day, and he had no idea what the Servants or the Cult were. He walked closer to Sjan, just to make sure what he said next wouldn't easily reach the Soul Lancer's ears.

"Wait..." he whispered in her ear. "Does this guy think we're, like, a new version of the Knights of the Round Table?"

Just pretend I wrote something witty here, okay?
Lt.BGob The Fantabulous from The Merry Ol' Land of Oz Since: Apr, 2014 Relationship Status: Showing feelings of an almost human nature
The Fantabulous
#102: Nov 23rd 2015 at 1:34:12 AM

Sjan nodded her head in a so-so manner, "Kinda. Eldon were the round table - before he was imprisoned here." She whispered back to Seth, "I think the legend you've heard of is a bit different to the truth, mind. Magnus works for Eldon and we aren't exactly pro-Servants of Humanity so... Yeah. Let's go with 'new Knights of Round Table', it's catchier." The seer shrugged with a slight grin, the tone of her voice suggesting she'd explain it later.

“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”
Daydre That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth from in my house Since: Jun, 2014 Relationship Status: You cannot grasp the true form
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
#103: Nov 23rd 2015 at 9:53:56 AM

???

tbh I wasn't expecting Rowan to get unsealed this early, lol

Rowan creates a ball of flames in his hand and throws it in the general direction of the creature. This might cause a dust explosion. (If the dust is still all around and flammable)

we will survive.
Kosjurake The Wildest of Ronins from Tokyo LOCCENT Since: May, 2010 Relationship Status: I like big bots and I can not lie
The Wildest of Ronins
#104: Nov 24th 2015 at 2:09:18 PM

Digging through a giant man sized spider was easily done, the real problem for the creature was the fact that said giant spider was composed of billions if not trillions of voracious microscopic robots. JANOS managed to shift its core out of the way of the beast, but the beast itself soon found its limbs covered in nanites, that were quickly going to work to consume the entity spreading and multiplying as they did so.

Half of JANOS's mass remorphed into a small denser more heavily armored spider around its core, as the other half assailed the dust creature the only way it knew how, by eating it. If the dust the creature did emanate was explosive, such a blast might save the creature from nanite consumption.

Click Click Boom Boom
TenebrousGaze Dark Eye from A Shaded Face Since: Sep, 2013 Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Dark Eye
#105: Nov 25th 2015 at 9:24:35 AM

The dust didn't explode and Rowan's bolt of fire missed the creature as it darted forwards across the ceiling. A bolt of orange shot back but fired wide, only hitting the floor in front of him. The dust continued to spread through the dark hallway, its corrosive biting touch still evident and Alby started slowly crawling down the passage to try and escape it, his shadows still filling the space.

JANOS managed to engulf the creature but would find its senses responding strangely. The abnormal anatomy saved it from the worst of the damage but what was still in contact was hit by jagged bolts of blue and green from the creature's midsection. As the nanites tried to eat it, their sensory capacities would malfunction as if hallucinating but they would suddenly fell a rush of power. The denser spider would be spared both effects but the thicker the dust got, the more corrosive it seemed to get.

NitrousThunder Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is! from the Wild Side Since: Jun, 2012 Relationship Status: If the gov't can read my mind, they know I'm thinking of you
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
#106: Nov 25th 2015 at 1:41:37 PM

"You know what?" whispered Seth. "I can get behind that. It'd be nice to hear people call me 'Sir Seth', if nothing else."

Just pretend I wrote something witty here, okay?
Kkutwar The Prince of Foolish Relevations from A Place Beneath both Good & Evil Since: Feb, 2013 Relationship Status: What is this thing you call love?
The Prince of Foolish Relevations
#107: Nov 27th 2015 at 1:38:38 PM

Team Magnus

'Helmet' in arm, The Soul Lancer patiently waits to listen. Looking over to Sjan, he gives a gentlemanly bow before smiling. "Dear child, a lie is simply a truth that doesn't apply. However I can assure all of you I will not attack... Well, assuming you don't completely defile what it is to be a Knight of The Round. Such a pure objective, I cannot allow our Knighthood to be distorted." Putting the 'helmet' back on and removing the lance, he turns to Magnus.

"Though a tool may have no morality, if you cannot use it then it is best to destroy the tool so the enemy can't have it. Besides, I'm certain the... 'Servants of Humanity' still rescue the souls of their pawns. Of course, being reduced to a madman isn't so easily fixed. Nonetheless I do advise you fight to the death, for they will not hold back."

The Soul Lancer beginning to walk down the way the group came, he briefly stops. Turning to the right, Sjan could see him frown before he speaks once more. "To your right is an Aberration, a... Psyche if I am right. However a rogue Aberration means someone has corrupted that thing. Thus, if you prefer sanity, do not go that way." Thus with his words finished, The Soul Lancer continues on well out of sight.

"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."
Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#108: Nov 27th 2015 at 2:35:32 PM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

As the Soul Lancer left Magnus kneeled down, he looked at Cynthia "You know... Magical Electricity doesn't mix very well with being encased in Steel." He almost chuckled at the irony that the armor made to protect him was the reason that his whole body hurt like hell now, but then again maybe this also saved his life by spreading the magical electricity over his whole body instead of letting it hit him on one spot.

Now that the battle - if one could even call it so - indeed finally was over Magnus looked around, he saw the blood on the floor, the young guard who executed himself out of the fear of some unseen horror, everything. Then his eyes met the first guard he fought, the young man still cried silently in fear, an expression of pure terror on his face, then Magnus realized it... he knew this expression, that expression of pure terror and helplessnes; it was the same he made the day when the Servants of Humanity raided his village - when two of them knocked Mireille unconcious before his very eyes - when the person he promised to always protect was knocked out while he hid in fear in a near bush, unable to even move, let alone defend her. This boy probably never did anything cruel in his life, Magnus did not know how he ended up here as a guard, maybe because his parents wanted that he would have a good position, maybe they thought this was a safe place, maybe another reason entirely, but he clearly was nothing like the Servants he hated. But he couldn't do anything against that now, shaking his head he took off his helmet. "Now... seems we might have two stalkers now... though could you help me up again, we don't need to give them time to prepare."

edited 27th Nov '15 4:47:34 PM by Sergey_Smirnov

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#109: Nov 27th 2015 at 5:58:19 PM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

Cynthia snapped out of her daze as Magnus knelled down and addressed her. A nod and a small smile upon her face as she heard the comment. She used her off hand to move her hair back behind her, a small glint in her eye. Her other hand placing upon Magnus' chest. A subtle glow of magic passing over her eyes, moving her hair slightly. Clearly trying to be more conservative this time with her spell-casting; there was a long trip ahead.

She begins to chant, each words echoing very slightly as a faint green rune forms at her fingertips. "Flow; Renew as the seasons call. Flow; Winter buries all. Flow; Yet it does not destroy. Flow; Spring calls growth. When the cycle is complete restore them, enchant!" The chant of her restorative spell goes, as a brief but warm wave of magic like the warm sun washing over Magnus. His wounds healing themselves at a unnaturally quick rate and the pain most notably relieved.

Her eyes and hair stop their glow and her hand lowering from Magnus. "I hope that will be sufficient for now. I shouldn't use too much power encase we encounter any major problems." She says with a worried tone. "That should stave off any pain your having and the wounds should heal themselves over the next ten to twenty minutes." She says in a calm and distracted tone as she re-arranges her hair again after it moved. Looking to each of the others with a thankful but distracted tone...

After being in combat and using her powers her mind raced with sudden flow of memories and thoughts. She had used that chant long ago, same with the barrier. She could see herself when, those memories like recordings that at any moment could get erased. She blinked looking around, each of these people she could see before her. Their lives were complete unknowns, untouched memories... Her own life might fade away. She did not like this place, yet she knew by leaving she would soon need to find a way. She couldn't let them fade. Not of her own. Not of hers either. She took a deep breath and calmed herself, reaching to the charm rejuvenating her memories. It was lasting for now but for how much longer she didn't know but for now she didn't need to feed...

edited 27th Nov '15 6:09:52 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Lt.BGob The Fantabulous from The Merry Ol' Land of Oz Since: Apr, 2014 Relationship Status: Showing feelings of an almost human nature
The Fantabulous
#110: Nov 27th 2015 at 6:41:05 PM

Sjan returned a grin to Seth at his comment, "Has a ring to it... I'm sure there's a bunch of kings in here that can knight you." The Soul Lancer bowed and replied, she didn't like how he called her 'child' though relative to his age it may have been a justified title. Regardless of the lancer's ways and the morality of its affiliations, what is now known as the Cult of Eldon, he did take time to warn the seer. It was unnecessary, she knew the possibilities of the halls ahead in a way no other could however his words still made a slither of fear rise in her throat.

Sjan hadn't felt true fear in years but the mention of the aberration's corruption and threat of insanity's embrace brought painful memories to the surface. Pain from her arm and hot blood flowing faster with the fearful beating of her heart brought the seer's thoughts to the present situation. The bullet had only grazed her flesh but deep enough to require aid; seeing Cynthia had exhausted her healing magics on Magnus for the time being, and rightfully so, Sjan went to the guard she had driven to suicide and reluctantly ripped his shirt into bandages. The girl quickly employed them as a makeshift tourniquet, halting the blood loss. She felt the stitches on her eye lids and, with a frown, used another fragment of shirt as a blindfold - though one to obscure the view of others from her mutilated eyes.

It seemed one of the guards had not run far, cowering behind a corner in the blood of his allies. Seeing the pain weighing in Magnus' heart, she pretended to ignore him and instead indicated the branching path before them, "Both paths will eventually lead to the nexus, in the current configuration at least. However the left will take us through more traps and trials. The right.." She trailed off, unsure of the creature whose cell lay in that direction but curious in a strange way.

“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#111: Nov 27th 2015 at 6:51:17 PM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

Regaining her composure and looking to her companions, Cynthia frowned seeing Sjan turn the guards clothes into bandages. Turning and calmly taking a few mostly elegant steps towards her, ignoring her own small wounds she received. Fully knowing they would heal themselves overtime...

"Sjan, how badly were you wounded?" She asks in her oddly calm tone, now without her sudden mental distraction.

edited 27th Nov '15 6:51:47 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Lt.BGob The Fantabulous from The Merry Ol' Land of Oz Since: Apr, 2014 Relationship Status: Showing feelings of an almost human nature
The Fantabulous
#112: Nov 27th 2015 at 6:57:00 PM

Sjan smiled to Cynthia, appreciatively but waved off the question, "It's just a scratch - nothing serious. It just needed a little pressure to stop the bleeding." She reassured the woman, rubbing her hands together and looking to the others as if waiting for decisions, "Thank you, though, Cynthia. We should save your magic for later. We'll need it..." She added with a grimace and shrug, seeing that Cynthia was not here for her magic. However, though Sjan appeared a little uncomfortable to be close to her, she made no comment on such things.

edited 27th Nov '15 7:05:09 PM by Lt.BGob

“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”
Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#113: Nov 28th 2015 at 3:15:28 PM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

As the pain faded away Magnus looked at Cynthia "Thank you, I have to apologize to you for letting myself injured, I should have been able to handle it. But now lets move on, there is no point in staying here." With a last glimpse at the covering guard he put on his heavy steel helmet again I'm sorry. "I can not say that I fully trust this thing yet but for now I would stay with his advice, so lets head left. Is there anyone opposed?"

But before they went he saw the dead body again, out of a sudden impulse he went to him, laying the weapons beside their former owner and closing his eyes - still wide open in terror. As he stood there for a short moment Magnus muttered something akin to a prayer (although he didn't really belive in a god), enemy or not, he felt that in death everyone was the same - eventhough his soul would probably be resurrected - Magnus still felt that he deserved something like this. As he stood up he adressed the group again "Okay, I'm ready."

edited 28th Nov '15 3:16:15 PM by Sergey_Smirnov

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Daydre That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth from in my house Since: Jun, 2014 Relationship Status: You cannot grasp the true form
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
#114: Nov 28th 2015 at 10:02:29 PM

Hallways

Rowan creates a large ball of flame and holds it in one hand, attempting to raise visibility in the area. He also stretches out his other senses, trying to find for sure where the thing went. If the creature has a particular scent, is making a noise, or has magic power, Rowan might be able to locate its location. (Well, if the lighting of the hallway fails. )

we will survive.
TenebrousGaze Dark Eye from A Shaded Face Since: Sep, 2013 Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Dark Eye
#115: Nov 29th 2015 at 5:05:52 AM

The fireball lit up the space but only temporarily - the heat was there and the light came out of it as normal but the tendrils of darkness pulled the light away, leaving a strange hot void. Enough light had already been absorbed to slow down this process though, so something could be seen; the shape was inhuman, a mass of limbs with a pulsating center, although its colour bared some resemblance to rotting flesh. The dust was falling constantly off its skin but less so now JANOS had attacked it. Most of it was covered up by the nanomachine substance though so he still couldn't make out much detail. It's smell was, again, somewhat like rotting flesh and now it was standing still it was dead silent but the magical signature was the most blatant; it was giving off much more magic than a mage or gifted ever would and the blasts of colour that occasionally cleaved a path through the shadows were the same. As it fought the nanomachines it was standing still, possibly reaching the limits of its power.

Kosjurake The Wildest of Ronins from Tokyo LOCCENT Since: May, 2010 Relationship Status: I like big bots and I can not lie
The Wildest of Ronins
#116: Nov 30th 2015 at 9:15:47 PM

The nanomachine swarm covering the creature wasn't faring much better then the beast they were attacking. No longer having a direct connection to the core their power intake was somewhat more limited, coupled with the havoc the dust was playing on their sensors and its corrosive nature, much of their early headway had stalled. JANOS with its core still shielded in the denser spidermorph was watching intently analyzing and storing what data they could get from its separated mass.

Click Click Boom Boom
NitrousThunder Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is! from the Wild Side Since: Jun, 2012 Relationship Status: If the gov't can read my mind, they know I'm thinking of you
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
#117: Nov 30th 2015 at 9:29:52 PM

17th Low Security Ward

"No objections here," said Seth as he walked past Magnus. Seth switched his rifle to be in one hand, picked up one of his pistols. and stashed it back in its holster. Then he switched the rifle to the other hand and did the same with his other pistol. "Okay, does anybody really, really want this rifle? Because I can use it, but the guns I brought with me aren't gonna run out of ammo any time soon."

edited 30th Nov '15 9:30:07 PM by NitrousThunder

Just pretend I wrote something witty here, okay?
Kkutwar The Prince of Foolish Relevations from A Place Beneath both Good & Evil Since: Feb, 2013 Relationship Status: What is this thing you call love?
The Prince of Foolish Relevations
#118: Dec 2nd 2015 at 8:51:50 PM

Not That Far Right of Team Magnus

I am. What was once a hall of cells is now littered with bodies. The only one standing is a gleaming, purple haired 'man' holding another by the face. Though I must tread this unknown world, I shall consume. The victim, once a seller of Homunculi made as slaves, could only struggle weakly in the Wight's hold. For my father, I will grow and become whole. Bodies will be left, fractured souls only capable of crying... I, the Magic of Minds, one of forty... My purpose becomes clearer.

Dropping the mindless shell, the purple haired Wight hunches forward as energy spills from his back. Wings briefly forming, almost like a glitch in reality they stuttered. No, I am the Mind. Fire, Light, Darkness, Wings, or Wind... They are not me. Then what...? The wings stuttering once more, it forms into a cloak instead. Yet, as a hood creeped up, that too stuttered before pulling away.

Control? No, I am not him, I am... Hypno Psyche... Look of distaste on his face, the man opens his mouth to scream- Yet instead of anything recognizable, what thundered was Existence raging at its Brokenness. Thus to all who heard it, the wrongness would throw them into brief raw fear and sorrow.


Somewhere To The Left

For as much as he could tell, Michael Gray hadn't been freed long. Granted, the prison has a completely different design for time, but still. The others in his ward had already left, though he frowned lightly on seeing a young man run up to him. The traditional uniform for rookies... God, I hate these freaks.

Briefly looking towards the now useless bracelet around his wrist, Gray casually breaks it off before aimlessly throwing it away. Shoving his hands in his pockets, Gray visibly groans as the Eldon recruit reaches him. The recruit, looking no older than twenty, stands with a straightened back before saluting. "Sir, Eldon has carefully orchestrated this breakout. With the help of the prisoners we can surely eliminate the Servant forces."

Giving a disdainful look, Gray pulls out his right hand, fingers curling and uncurling as he speaks with edged calm. "Really? The plan is to unleash everyone in here and just butcher the Servants?" The recruit looking a little unsure, he nods his head before replying. "They've been enforcing this masquerade and oppressing the people too long. Violent revolution is the only means we have of getting through to the public."

Disdainful look softening into a smile, Gray replies almost cheerfully. "Yes, violently destroying something does send a message. Plus, being able to rebuild from the ruins... Goodness, this almost sounds like a good idea." Hand moving blindingly fast, held in Gray's right hand is the recruit's heart. "Except not really."

Though the body falls over, the recruit's soul looks on confused. Then, Gray looks right at the loose soul- Before left hand moves blindingly fast, having impaled him through the 'chest' as his soul swirls into a condensed sphere. Though the soul screams, it is not one of destruction. Bouncing the heart in his right hand, Gray speaks with distaste. "We used to be something that actually cared. The Subverters who wanted to teach humanity safe usage of magic. The Knights of The Round who protected the innocents within the Servants' fasce. Hell, even The Dancers of The Broken Masquerade, who wanted to reveal the truth. But this mockery?"

The recruit's soul, though intact despite its new form, was clearly terrified. Gray snarling at the recruit, he looses more venomous words. "Things like you are an insult to everything we were. Things like you wouldn't be satisfied with breaking the masquerade. Things like you is why The Servants hate us so much! We were a proud, noble group... Yet Brittle scum such as you want to kill, to defile, to ruinate and see us as the justification. 'We're making everything better'... I want to erase idiots like you. Not kill, not destroy, erase. Probably just think that's an euphemism don't you?"

Giving a 'tch', Gray proceeds to slam the recruit into the heart. Though deep wounds pierce open, Gray looks down at it before sighing annoyed. "Can't really do much if I'm erased too however, so count yourself lucky. You're now an amplifier artifact for Eldon's very own Spirit Writer."

"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."
Lt.BGob The Fantabulous from The Merry Ol' Land of Oz Since: Apr, 2014 Relationship Status: Showing feelings of an almost human nature
The Fantabulous
#119: Dec 2nd 2015 at 11:46:10 PM

Sjan nodded to Magnus, traps or no the thing beyond right hall terrified her soul in a way she preferred not to consider. Machinations beyond this plane of existence, broken gods and shattered realities. Just looking at it, even from this distance made the seer shudder. The other path had its dangers, its unknown forces potentially deadly to behold but there was more reason to them. Seth offered the rifle to anyone who cared to take it but Sjan shook her head, "I'm not even sure I can handle this," She indicated the short sword in her hand, "If I mess around with bullets I'm likely to aerate my own head, heh." She grinned, taking a few steps towards the left path. "Shall we?" She suggested, tone a little nervous as she saw Hypno Psyche leave its cell.

“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#120: Dec 3rd 2015 at 5:30:31 AM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

Cynthia held out a hand to Seth. "I would feel more conformable with such a weapon over the sword I have." She says confidently but slightly distracted, her mind being drawn to the small injury she got fighting.

Her attention then shook as the felt the power and brief moment of fear and hesitation turning to right towards 'Hypno Psyche' presence. Cynthia unsure and slightly fearful in the dissonance of the feeling that this creature gave off. Taking instinctual steps back towards the left and Sjan in reaction.

edited 3rd Dec '15 5:32:31 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#121: Dec 6th 2015 at 11:50:16 AM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

Magnus looked to Seth "No thanks, I'm good" He pointed at the rifle on his back.

He looked as the rest of the group went to the left. Nodding from under his armor Magnus saw his golems lining up behind him in the familiar V-Formation. "Okay, lets go." He let the group around the corner "Okay, stay on guard."

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
NitrousThunder Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is! from the Wild Side Since: Jun, 2012 Relationship Status: If the gov't can read my mind, they know I'm thinking of you
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
#122: Dec 7th 2015 at 12:48:03 AM

17th Low Security Ward

Seth shuddered slightly at...whatever the hell he'd just felt. He couldn't consciously register what it was, but it sent a chill down his spine. He walked up to Cynthia and put the rifle in her outstretched hand.

"Here you are, then," he said. "Take good care of it, and make sure you grab as much ammo off the guards as you can." Then he heard Magnus's signal. He turned to face the same direction as the centaur, reached for his pistols, and started to follow Magnus.

Just pretend I wrote something witty here, okay?
Lt.BGob The Fantabulous from The Merry Ol' Land of Oz Since: Apr, 2014 Relationship Status: Showing feelings of an almost human nature
The Fantabulous
#123: Dec 8th 2015 at 1:43:42 PM

Sjan saw that Cynthia sensed Hypno Psyche's presence as she backed towards her, the aberration's broken existence even making the diluted Banshee blood in Seth's veins curdle. However, Sjan's fears ran deeper than most as she knew what it meant. Still, she remained silent and offered a reassuring smile to both comrades, albeit a little weak. Magnus, apparently unaffected, was keen to get moving and the seer thoroughly agreed, "Sounds like a plan. Lay on, Mc Duff..." She waved a hand to allow the centaur to move in front. it was a saying her mother was fond of.

Sjan followed close, watching carefully the design of the labyrinthine prison as it shifted restlessly, disturbed by the trending of the other escapees. She saw the thing 'Gray' ahead by some distance as it stole some poor bastards soul and heart without a flinch. The nexus was still some way off, the paths twisting and prisoners like that were a threat if approached without caution. Still, she felt it was best to lighten the mood until threats drew nearer, "So, what are you going to do first when you get out?" She asked to no one in particular, trying to hide her doubts that they would or even could escape.

“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”
Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#124: Dec 9th 2015 at 11:55:31 AM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

"Me? Hm... If we even escape, which - I will not hide the truth - is in no way given. Depends, if I can find and rescue Mireille and finally fulfill my oath I'll leave the cult, then I will settle down somewhere with her, maybe open a Golemancy-school for other mages. If I do it in a remote mage settlement the Servants should not mind. If I can't find Mireille then I will continue to search for her of course."

edited 9th Dec '15 3:06:51 PM by Sergey_Smirnov

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#125: Dec 9th 2015 at 1:33:25 PM

The Immortal Prison, 17th Low Security Ward

Cynthia considers her response for a few moment. "Well when I escape..? I am unsure what I will be doing. Perhaps just wander the world as I always have, take up a new hobby or two. Though..." She turns and looks at magnus. "You are indeed skilled in golemancy, if you did set up a academy I would be interested in attending. It is not a school of magic I have put a much time into training." She says with a reminiscing and thoughtful expression. Though under her calm demeanor, still nervous about the feeling she felt before.

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

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