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Dante McMahon [216] "Trust me when I say "God" doesn't give a shit about this world anymore"
Christopher Robin Robinson [196] It's ok to be myself?
Camillabelle "Bella" Faye [167] Distance yourself from me.
Nikolas Lefevre [142] "It's 'wizard', dammit!"
Circe SanGreal [109] "Please, don't use my real name."
Daiku Axelinse [75] "I just want to be called Normal, for once"
Akira Umeko [70] Yes they are real... Please don't touch
Drake Umeko [67] "Leave my sister alone or I will rip you to shreds!"
Tzar Kohla [59] "Human nature is violent, so remind yourself that your not human"
Eiji Fujitaka [44] "If you look at this from a normal perspective it's like 'what the hell am I doing?' But I still won't stop doing it."
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The pain in my head increases as I try and move from the spot. Noticing we are in the same area, I wait a moment, waiting for the pain to decrease before trying to sit up against the tree. "Ah, what the hell happened!" I say rubbing my head, then leaning it back onto the tree. I turn to face Miko. "Are, Are you ok?" I say trying to be pleasant in this, situation. I try and stand up but I notice I have strained my ankle, collapsing back to the ground. "Ah, I can't walk!" I say in agony. Pulling my arm up to grab onto the branch above us. Lifting my self up onto my one foot. leaning onto the tree, then trying to place my strained foot to the floor, then lifting it back up, as a pulling pain jolts up my leg like it was just ripped from its normal place. I breathe heavily, hopping over to Miko, holding out my hand to help her from her place.
~Circe~ & -Niko-
The moment Circe's shield was dropped, Niko wasted no time in launching another offensive. "Caligo!" A mist formed around Circe, messing with her visibility. Alarmed, she whipped her head back and forth, trying to anticipate his next attack. Niko smiled as he thought of his next move. "Iter mansio." The spell he'd used on the fairy girl earlier. As he predicted, Circe took a step backwards and tripped over her own two feet. Niko took a couple steps closer, annoyed at Dante for being pretty much a dead weight. It was probably for the best, he decided. If Dante were mobile, he'd surely do something to get in their way. This way, he was unable to make that stupid decision.
He saw Circe's form in the small pocket of mist. He could tell she was scrambling to get up from the ground and not knock over the boy she was chained to in the process. "Magikí̱ epíthesi̱," he chanted. A smaller ball of red light was shot from his palm this time. This one, being point blank, made contact with the small girl's shoulder, knocking her right back down to the ground again. With a flick of Niko's unchained wrist, the mist dissipated, and he saw Circe sitting up on the ground, clutching her shoulder, blood seeping between her fingers. Her teeth were clenched and her mind was racing.
Niko grinned. "Stupid girl. I'd think you of all people would've learned from your equally stupid brother's mistakes. Pitiful."
Circe, who'd lost feeling in her shoulder by then, quickly hopped to her feet and took a stance. "Don't you dare talk about Zayne!" She finally came up with her own attack to use. "Ventilabis retora!" Niko went flying backwards a few feet, causing him to trip over Dante.
"Christ! Get out of the way, will you?" he muttered angrily and stood up.
The moment Circe's shield was dropped, Niko wasted no time in launching another offensive. "Caligo!" A mist formed around Circe, messing with her visibility. Alarmed, she whipped her head back and forth, trying to anticipate his next attack. Niko smiled as he thought of his next move. "Iter mansio." The spell he'd used on the fairy girl earlier. As he predicted, Circe took a step backwards and tripped over her own two feet. Niko took a couple steps closer, annoyed at Dante for being pretty much a dead weight. It was probably for the best, he decided. If Dante were mobile, he'd surely do something to get in their way. This way, he was unable to make that stupid decision.
He saw Circe's form in the small pocket of mist. He could tell she was scrambling to get up from the ground and not knock over the boy she was chained to in the process. "Magikí̱ epíthesi̱," he chanted. A smaller ball of red light was shot from his palm this time. This one, being point blank, made contact with the small girl's shoulder, knocking her right back down to the ground again. With a flick of Niko's unchained wrist, the mist dissipated, and he saw Circe sitting up on the ground, clutching her shoulder, blood seeping between her fingers. Her teeth were clenched and her mind was racing.
Niko grinned. "Stupid girl. I'd think you of all people would've learned from your equally stupid brother's mistakes. Pitiful."
Circe, who'd lost feeling in her shoulder by then, quickly hopped to her feet and took a stance. "Don't you dare talk about Zayne!" She finally came up with her own attack to use. "Ventilabis retora!" Niko went flying backwards a few feet, causing him to trip over Dante.
"Christ! Get out of the way, will you?" he muttered angrily and stood up.
Dante was woken from unconsciousness when Niko had kicked him in the ribs with his heel and had heard the witch mutter, "Christ! Get out my way will you?" Still in intense pain he replied in great annoyance, "Don't start witch I'm not in the mood for a skinny arsehole like you." He was rubbing his eyelids tenderly, feeling shooting pains everytime he moved but it helped sooth his eyes from having to put up with the mocing world which looked to him as if he was on a lurching ship. All memories of the flashes of light he had saw gone so he was oblivious to the magic duel taking place between Niko and Circe.
He pulled himself up of the the ground and onto his knees, he felt physically ill, so this is what a hangover must feel like, he tried to chuckle but it came out almost as a choking cough. He dared to look up and saw Crice or at least he thought it was but this red faced girl with a blood chilling frown and anger burning in her eyes couldn't possibly be the ever smiling witch he knew. This person standing there in a combat ready stance, worried him a little and the fact that he was seeing double of her made his head and stomache feel even worse than they already were.
He heard the witch besides him chant something and Dante knew with a dreaded coldness that he was caught inbetween a magic duel attached to the bastard attacking his new friend.
He pulled himself up of the the ground and onto his knees, he felt physically ill, so this is what a hangover must feel like, he tried to chuckle but it came out almost as a choking cough. He dared to look up and saw Crice or at least he thought it was but this red faced girl with a blood chilling frown and anger burning in her eyes couldn't possibly be the ever smiling witch he knew. This person standing there in a combat ready stance, worried him a little and the fact that he was seeing double of her made his head and stomache feel even worse than they already were.
He heard the witch besides him chant something and Dante knew with a dreaded coldness that he was caught inbetween a magic duel attached to the bastard attacking his new friend.
Circe and Niko were in a fierce magical duel with Dante caught in the crossfire. Robin gave a sigh and glanced at Bella, "Doesn't anyone just talk about their problems here..." Niko was lying on the floor having just tripped over Dante and Circe's shoulder was bleeding badly.
"Hey guys how about we just all calm down OK," he smiled. Robin stepped into the middle of the two hot tempered witches hoping they'd desist because they wouldn't want to hit him.
There's no way they'll attack me... I hope... Robin stood straight up but inside he was actually terrified.
"Hey guys how about we just all calm down OK," he smiled. Robin stepped into the middle of the two hot tempered witches hoping they'd desist because they wouldn't want to hit him.
There's no way they'll attack me... I hope... Robin stood straight up but inside he was actually terrified.
Niko regained his balance and planted his feet on the ground, readying to attack. He stopped his incantation just in time to keep from accidentally using the spell on the shapeshifter boy. He paused for a moment as he spoke, and then Circe replied.
"Robin!" she exlaimed, not taking her hand off of her wounded shoulder, but some of her friendly tone was coming back into her voice on instinct. Her eyes widened and she motioned for him to move. “Get out of the way! This doesn’t concern you. It’s personal… sort of.”
Niko cut in. “She’s right. This is between me and Sabrina. Get out of the way before you get hurt. We have a score to settle.”
"Robin!" she exlaimed, not taking her hand off of her wounded shoulder, but some of her friendly tone was coming back into her voice on instinct. Her eyes widened and she motioned for him to move. “Get out of the way! This doesn’t concern you. It’s personal… sort of.”
Niko cut in. “She’s right. This is between me and Sabrina. Get out of the way before you get hurt. We have a score to settle.”
"Sabrina? Like the teenage witch... that's kind of ironic. Whatever, you two need to put your differences aside for now. We have more important things to concentrate on. Once we get these cuffs off then you two can fight but you're putting your... cuff-mates in unnecessary danger. Now either you act like adults and stop this nonsense or you can blast me out of the way and have me lose all respect for you... and probably an arm as well. It's up to you." Robin felt rather proud of his little speech, he hoped the two could get along, he hated conflict. But also he didn't want to spend anymore time in this stupid forest. And as much as he liked Bella he was getting rather fed up of being chained to her.
Circe smiled a weary smile. Her name, her real name was rather ironic, she supposed. she listened to Robin's speech intently, eyeing Niko every few moments to guage his reaction, but his facial expression hadn't changed. After Robin was done, Niko spoke, leering at Circe the whole time. "I suppose the boy has a point. Very well. We shall postpone this until after we're done in these godforsaken woods." With that, he turned and nudged Dante with his shoe. “Get up, for the love of God- okay maybe not. But get up. Seriously.”
Circe sat down, thankful the chain was just long enough to allow her to do so comfortable. Cross-legged, she set to work healing her shoulder. As the flesh healed itself (rather painfully- magic was a bitch sometimes), Circe frowned at the large tear. It went right through her cloak and her blouse, exposing her bare newly-healed shoulder. She’d sew it back later. For now, she pulled the cloth together. It helped very minimally, but it helped… sort of.
Circe sat down, thankful the chain was just long enough to allow her to do so comfortable. Cross-legged, she set to work healing her shoulder. As the flesh healed itself (rather painfully- magic was a bitch sometimes), Circe frowned at the large tear. It went right through her cloak and her blouse, exposing her bare newly-healed shoulder. She’d sew it back later. For now, she pulled the cloth together. It helped very minimally, but it helped… sort of.
Robin smiled happily, "Yay, that went well." Robin skipped over to Dante and helped pull him to his feet.
"Hey, are you OK?"
"Hey, are you OK?"
Dante couldn't believe what he was seeing, in double vision, Robin had stepped inbetween the duelling witches, the bloody idiot is gonna get himself killed, he was concerned for the shapeshifters safety. Then to even more to his surprise the two witches actually stopped, well I'll be damned!, he thought in disbelief, he was starting to smile despite the pain at the boy's bravery. This was cut short by a nudge from Niko's foot followed by, "Get up, for the love of God- okay maybe not. But get up. Seriously." He said, Dante responded with, "I'll get up when you start wearing a long black dress and pointy hat, ride a broomstick and have a black cat follow you..... witch." It came out as a hoarse whisper, he was extremely annoyed at the comment the dark haired boy had said to him.
"Hey, are you ok?" Robin asked. Looking up to his multiple, spinning faces, Dante just wanted all this to end. "Either I've got a fat welshman messing with the nerves to my eyes while trying to break out of my head or my eyes are a spinning disco balls with the lights broken, remind me to teach you how to use a sword and gun when we hang out." He was joking about how he felt ,not him teaching, but honestly didn't know how else to put it. He gave him a smile to show he was ok, he then turned towards Belle and gave her a smile as well and asked, "Is that everyone can we leave this damn forest, i've just remembered I've left my sword in weaponry, rather fitting place to leave it but still and you two don't forget about what we've arranged."
He struggled to get on his feet needing some assistance to help him stand steady.
"Hey, are you ok?" Robin asked. Looking up to his multiple, spinning faces, Dante just wanted all this to end. "Either I've got a fat welshman messing with the nerves to my eyes while trying to break out of my head or my eyes are a spinning disco balls with the lights broken, remind me to teach you how to use a sword and gun when we hang out." He was joking about how he felt ,not him teaching, but honestly didn't know how else to put it. He gave him a smile to show he was ok, he then turned towards Belle and gave her a smile as well and asked, "Is that everyone can we leave this damn forest, i've just remembered I've left my sword in weaponry, rather fitting place to leave it but still and you two don't forget about what we've arranged."
He struggled to get on his feet needing some assistance to help him stand steady.
As Robin stepped between the witches Bella was forced to follow. He attempted to talk the two down, an admirable and courageous move. With her large wingspan she put a feather wall beween the two, while protecting Robin just in case.
"I am inclined to agree, this is foolish right now. The faster we finish this little game, the faster we can take these off. I don't care what you do after that."
With a small smile she glanced over at Robin, showing him her support. Once again she turned her attention to the fighting witches, "And if it's that personal, you shouldn't be involving other people anyway," she said gesturing to the injured Dante.
(I guess I was too slow!)
"I am inclined to agree, this is foolish right now. The faster we finish this little game, the faster we can take these off. I don't care what you do after that."
With a small smile she glanced over at Robin, showing him her support. Once again she turned her attention to the fighting witches, "And if it's that personal, you shouldn't be involving other people anyway," she said gesturing to the injured Dante.
(I guess I was too slow!)
After there was no response from Miko, he slowly say himself down, then hearing the shouting between, Dante, Robin, Niko and Circe. "Urgh, What's going on over there." I say pushing my self up against the tree, trying to sit my self up. "I would do something, but..." I continue looking painfully down to my ankle. "I can't let this happen!" I say, wincing at my ankle. I slide my back up against the tree, standing up slightly. I let my wings flap gently before they start to flap harder, and harder until it begins to make gusts of wind and dust in the air. As I begin in levitate, I grab hold of Miko's hand. Taking her up with me.
I fly along the forest, following the sounds of their voices. I see Circe, with a bleeding arm and a blood covered hand. "This can't be good," I say sighing to myself. I lower my self down, trying not to land on my bad ankle. I hop onto my one leg, lowering Miko onto the floor gently. "Stop! Your going to get yourselves killed!" I say angrily, my eyes glowing a dark purple. As I breathe heavily my hands clench into fists.
I fly along the forest, following the sounds of their voices. I see Circe, with a bleeding arm and a blood covered hand. "This can't be good," I say sighing to myself. I lower my self down, trying not to land on my bad ankle. I hop onto my one leg, lowering Miko onto the floor gently. "Stop! Your going to get yourselves killed!" I say angrily, my eyes glowing a dark purple. As I breathe heavily my hands clench into fists.
Robin noticed Daiku land nearby with Niko and he gave a friendly wave. "Hey guys, everythings ok now, nobody's dead."
He glanced at Dante, "I'm glad I was of some use." Robin smiled weakly, "People always under estimate the power of a positive attitude. Not everything can be solved with guns... or magic. But I think I'll take you up on that offer to train."
Robin gazed around at his companions, they were all so strong and made him look pathetic.
"I'm definately the weak link in the chain," he said softly to Dante.
Robin hadn't realised how much fighting would be going down at this school. Apart from the magical side he figured it would be mostly like normal schools.
Perhaps I should switch classes... learning how to fight will certainly be more useful than taking English. I mean I am already fluent in it...
He glanced at Dante, "I'm glad I was of some use." Robin smiled weakly, "People always under estimate the power of a positive attitude. Not everything can be solved with guns... or magic. But I think I'll take you up on that offer to train."
Robin gazed around at his companions, they were all so strong and made him look pathetic.
"I'm definately the weak link in the chain," he said softly to Dante.
Robin hadn't realised how much fighting would be going down at this school. Apart from the magical side he figured it would be mostly like normal schools.
Perhaps I should switch classes... learning how to fight will certainly be more useful than taking English. I mean I am already fluent in it...
As I hear Robin say "Hey guys, everythings ok now, nobody's dead." After this, I relax my hands, letting out a breathe, my eyes fade back to white. I wave my hand to Robin, smiling as I do this. "Hey, long time no see." I say then looking over to the rest of the people. "Why, 'were' you all fighting then, I could hear it from the other side of the forest!" I say pointing over to the tree we hit into. I cross my arms slowly, trying not to make the handcuffs dig into my arms.
"One more question, where the hell are we?" I say pulling on the handcuffs once again.
"This is just getting old." I say as the electric shoots up my arm. I continue saying "I just want to get back, and eat!"
"One more question, where the hell are we?" I say pulling on the handcuffs once again.
"This is just getting old." I say as the electric shoots up my arm. I continue saying "I just want to get back, and eat!"
"I'm defiantly the weak link in the chain." Robin said softly to the devil boy. "You're strengths lie in different areas but diplomacy will only get you so far in this world as well. This training will just help a bit if you find yourself between a rock and a hard place." He smiled at Robin, he wanted to help the boy feel more adept with a more combat- supporting role than just either one, plus it meant they xould get to spend more time together, learning more about each other. He glanced at Belle giving her a warm smile, playing with his lockett a bit, "Don't forget our arrangements unless you don't want too tonight." He was hoping she'd still want to, after gaining an answer he merely gave her a bigger smile, looking into her beautiful pink eyes before turning away before she had time to blush.
His body was still crying out in pain but it was manageable, he turned his attention to Circe. "Are you alright? How's your shoulder?" He bent down despite his joints dissaprovals and chuckled a bit when he saw it had been healed, magic, life's quickest shortcut, he wandered what had caused the duel to take place since they were no small measures, they could go on for hours or be over in a few seconds depending on the spell users. "What had caused that little face off? Besides Niko being a skinny arse prick." He asked curious, playing with the ivory lockett hanging from his neck.
His body was still crying out in pain but it was manageable, he turned his attention to Circe. "Are you alright? How's your shoulder?" He bent down despite his joints dissaprovals and chuckled a bit when he saw it had been healed, magic, life's quickest shortcut, he wandered what had caused the duel to take place since they were no small measures, they could go on for hours or be over in a few seconds depending on the spell users. "What had caused that little face off? Besides Niko being a skinny arse prick." He asked curious, playing with the ivory lockett hanging from his neck.
Akira Umeko
Akira ignored what most people where saying, trying to comfort her or not she couldn't stand the fact that she still had not regained her memories.
Suddenly a hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up, she looked down at it curriously to see that it was tanned. Turning her gaze from the hand to the face of her partner. "Quit crying. You're not the only one who has it bad.". Her eyes widened at how he was actually being nice? In a way of his own.
Wiping her tears across her sleeve, she sent him a cute smile. "Thanks" She mumbled. Her eyes then began to shift back to the light pink instead of the red they were at the moment.
"Can we please get out of here. I have a feeling the test isn't over" She mumbled as shivers travelled down her spine.
Drake Umeko
Drake watched in fear as his partner and another witch was battling it out. "Come on!" He shouted trying to break the cuff upon his wrist trying to get away from the battle. Only to receive an electric shock. "Wait your names Sabrina? Cute" He smiked.
He jumped with joy when Daiku arrived "Bro.. SAVE ME!" he shouted showing him his wrist with the cuff on it.
Akira ignored what most people where saying, trying to comfort her or not she couldn't stand the fact that she still had not regained her memories.
Suddenly a hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up, she looked down at it curriously to see that it was tanned. Turning her gaze from the hand to the face of her partner. "Quit crying. You're not the only one who has it bad.". Her eyes widened at how he was actually being nice? In a way of his own.
Wiping her tears across her sleeve, she sent him a cute smile. "Thanks" She mumbled. Her eyes then began to shift back to the light pink instead of the red they were at the moment.
"Can we please get out of here. I have a feeling the test isn't over" She mumbled as shivers travelled down her spine.
Drake Umeko
Drake watched in fear as his partner and another witch was battling it out. "Come on!" He shouted trying to break the cuff upon his wrist trying to get away from the battle. Only to receive an electric shock. "Wait your names Sabrina? Cute" He smiked.
He jumped with joy when Daiku arrived "Bro.. SAVE ME!" he shouted showing him his wrist with the cuff on it.
Tzar looked up at the creature and stared at it a few moments, simply thinking about the things of which a simple wild creature had in common with him, but he quickly snapped out of his thoughtful moment as he remembered that there work was not yet done, he turned his head to Eiji, "Task has been done, we must return." Tzar turned to where the others were and began walking, the task has been done... what now? he thought, he asked himself if this was the end of it, he hoped so, the number of events that had happened in such a simple test had been large, and he did not feel like going threw anymore of them, and so he continued thinking threw the rest of quick walk, and without even noticing they were back. But he something did not seem right, a few of them didn't seem to be in a good mood, and one of them seemed injured, Tzar scratched the back of his head, a bit confused and started to approach the boy on the ground, but he stopped midway when he noticed a flower, it had beautiful pink petals, and a few thorns on the base. He sat down in front of the flower and simply stayed there staring.
-Nikolas Lefevre-
Niko glared at Dante from the corners of his eyes at that insult, and his fist twitched slightly. However, his gaze remained on Circe for the majority of the time. He was interested in how she'd answer Dante's question, as personal as the answer was. Niko had a good idea he knew what she was going to say.
~Circe SanGreal~
She looked at the ground for a few seconds after the question had been asked. How should she start? What exactly should she say? The answer came together in her mind, and without looking up, began, "Well, it's a pretty long story- well, I think it's a long story -but if you're sure you want to know, then here goes...
"See, we have a long-standing rule between us that states that if a SanGreal and a Lefevre come into contact with one another, they must duel. I bet it sounds stupid to you, but there's a story behind it that involves both of our ancestors and if I told you the whole thing you'd pass out with boredom. So technically, Niko and I would have fought anyways. But," she glowered at Niko. "I have a particular hatred for this one. A few years back, my second-oldest brother Zayne happened to stumble upon Niko here. As tradition states, they dueled but..." she took a deep breath here. "Niko used a very very hazardous spell, one he's not even supposed to know, and it took away Zayne's magical gift. He's completely powerless right now. Ever read Harry Potter before? He's a squib. Because of Niko." She finished her story, and though she kept a straight face she turned noticeably red when she heard Drake's comment about her name.
Niko glared at Dante from the corners of his eyes at that insult, and his fist twitched slightly. However, his gaze remained on Circe for the majority of the time. He was interested in how she'd answer Dante's question, as personal as the answer was. Niko had a good idea he knew what she was going to say.
~Circe SanGreal~
She looked at the ground for a few seconds after the question had been asked. How should she start? What exactly should she say? The answer came together in her mind, and without looking up, began, "Well, it's a pretty long story- well, I think it's a long story -but if you're sure you want to know, then here goes...
"See, we have a long-standing rule between us that states that if a SanGreal and a Lefevre come into contact with one another, they must duel. I bet it sounds stupid to you, but there's a story behind it that involves both of our ancestors and if I told you the whole thing you'd pass out with boredom. So technically, Niko and I would have fought anyways. But," she glowered at Niko. "I have a particular hatred for this one. A few years back, my second-oldest brother Zayne happened to stumble upon Niko here. As tradition states, they dueled but..." she took a deep breath here. "Niko used a very very hazardous spell, one he's not even supposed to know, and it took away Zayne's magical gift. He's completely powerless right now. Ever read Harry Potter before? He's a squib. Because of Niko." She finished her story, and though she kept a straight face she turned noticeably red when she heard Drake's comment about her name.
Dante listened to the story, he had heard about the SanGreal and Lefevre, both very powerful magical families and well respected even by the cult, they never had any trouble with them besides the odd couple of times they had to hide the 'left overs' of a magical duel. "I never knew I was in the company of the two greatest mafical families, you're famous even among the different Catholic cults," he stated. "I take it you're the SanGreal here. There's no way you could belong to the cold, decietful and snake like Lefevre." He meant every word. A great sense of pity overwhelmed Dante as he thought about Circe's brother though his face did go blank at 'Harry Potter' and 'scrib', he knew for a witch to lose their magical abilities was considered almost as worse as death.
"I'm sorry to hear about your brother, we've done that a few times to rogue witches and all of them look like they've been given the death warrant, some have even taken their own lives before we could perform the right." His head went down as he told her this. "Although, I could always teach you it, if mr snakewitch tries anything, it's pretty quick to perform as well." He was looking through the corner of his eyes at Niko with a slightly pain filled smirk.
"I'm sorry to hear about your brother, we've done that a few times to rogue witches and all of them look like they've been given the death warrant, some have even taken their own lives before we could perform the right." His head went down as he told her this. "Although, I could always teach you it, if mr snakewitch tries anything, it's pretty quick to perform as well." He was looking through the corner of his eyes at Niko with a slightly pain filled smirk.
~Circe SanGreal~
Circe smiled a little bit, some of her anger leaving. "Thank you for your concern, Dante, but I must politely decline. I wouldn't wish that in my worst enemy. Although Niko here is a..." Douchebag, asshole, idiot, soulless bastard. "...an unsavory character, he does not deserve to have his magic taken away. That's too much. I'm pretty sure Zayne would feel the same way." She knew all too well that a witch losing their magic was probably the most traumatic thing that could happen to one. It was a part of them. Taking away their magic was like... cutting off their limbs. In a way. Unthinkable. Devastating. "Lucky for us," she continued, "He's getting along just fine now."
-Nikolas Lefevre-
Niko fixed Dante with a death glare as the demon boy smirked at him. He'd never thought he could dislike someone so much. He couldn't wait until these stupid chains came off. One, he'd be free from Dante, and two, he could finish his duel with Circe. He turned to her and kept his emotionless eyes fixed on her as she spoke, and was surprised to hear her reply. She was more decent than he'd thought before. Of course, they still hated each other, but still...
Circe smiled a little bit, some of her anger leaving. "Thank you for your concern, Dante, but I must politely decline. I wouldn't wish that in my worst enemy. Although Niko here is a..." Douchebag, asshole, idiot, soulless bastard. "...an unsavory character, he does not deserve to have his magic taken away. That's too much. I'm pretty sure Zayne would feel the same way." She knew all too well that a witch losing their magic was probably the most traumatic thing that could happen to one. It was a part of them. Taking away their magic was like... cutting off their limbs. In a way. Unthinkable. Devastating. "Lucky for us," she continued, "He's getting along just fine now."
-Nikolas Lefevre-
Niko fixed Dante with a death glare as the demon boy smirked at him. He'd never thought he could dislike someone so much. He couldn't wait until these stupid chains came off. One, he'd be free from Dante, and two, he could finish his duel with Circe. He turned to her and kept his emotionless eyes fixed on her as she spoke, and was surprised to hear her reply. She was more decent than he'd thought before. Of course, they still hated each other, but still...
Circe declined his offer but this only made Dante smile. "Well the offers always open, just incase you change your mind." He admired gow kinda and good nature the little witch wss, if it was his brother he would want cold, bitter-sweet revenge. Many people claimed to be kind and good nature but put them in a certain situation and they'd show their true colours, this was one of those situations for Circe or at least that's what Dante thought. "I'm just glad you're ok but looks like your dress isn't, you might need a new one." He joked, trying to laugh but came out as a slight cough.
He turned his attention to Niko, who was giving him the coldest glare ever, if Dante was water he'd probably be frozen by now. Undaunted he staggered to the similar heighted boy and whispered in his ear. "Circe may be too sweet to use it but I'm not." Each word was hoarse and slightly strained. "If you ever hurt any of my friends and I'll strip you of your magic." He paused for moment to ease his throat then continued. "I don't give a rat's arse what you do to me, I could trade blows with you all day but my friends are another matter. Hell I'd do it in your sleep and avoid all that hassel, confronting you." A cold smile spread across his lips. "Not like you'll take any heed of this promise but I thought it'd be nice to give you a heads up, you slimy, decietful excuse of a witch." He meant every word of what he said and knew that Niko also knew it.
He turned his attention away from the witch he was 'cuffed too and staggered back to Circe but instead of saying anything he simply sat himself down to avoid over exerting himself whixh would leed him to fainting again. I can't wait to be rid of this prick, he thought.
He turned his attention to Niko, who was giving him the coldest glare ever, if Dante was water he'd probably be frozen by now. Undaunted he staggered to the similar heighted boy and whispered in his ear. "Circe may be too sweet to use it but I'm not." Each word was hoarse and slightly strained. "If you ever hurt any of my friends and I'll strip you of your magic." He paused for moment to ease his throat then continued. "I don't give a rat's arse what you do to me, I could trade blows with you all day but my friends are another matter. Hell I'd do it in your sleep and avoid all that hassel, confronting you." A cold smile spread across his lips. "Not like you'll take any heed of this promise but I thought it'd be nice to give you a heads up, you slimy, decietful excuse of a witch." He meant every word of what he said and knew that Niko also knew it.
He turned his attention away from the witch he was 'cuffed too and staggered back to Circe but instead of saying anything he simply sat himself down to avoid over exerting himself whixh would leed him to fainting again. I can't wait to be rid of this prick, he thought.
The tension in the air was electric and the duel was only temporarily averted. He felt it was time to change the subject. As interesting as the wizard and witch's family history was it was bringing too much anger to the surface.
"So amongst all of us here using our combined knowledge we still don't know how to get rid of the cuffs?" he sighed. "I mean someone must some clue right?" he said casting a look of desperation around the assembled students.
"So amongst all of us here using our combined knowledge we still don't know how to get rid of the cuffs?" he sighed. "I mean someone must some clue right?" he said casting a look of desperation around the assembled students.
Tzar sighed as he heard someone speak about taking off the cuffs, he quickly diverted his look from the flower to him, the talking instantly breaking his concentration, "A Soul link will only disperse for a few reasons, either the creator ends it, your soul untangles it's self but it takes time, or you are extremely experienced in them and you can take them off, judging by how no one even noticed it was a soul link, and I am not experienced enough in them, no there is no actual way of getting them off" He turned his head back to the beautiful flower, taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes. Tzar slowly placed his hand in his satchel taking out a very small book, which actually was a journal, on the cover was pentagram, and on each point was something written in runic. After opening his journal he pulled a pencil out and began writing, looking back at the flower from time to time.
"What else do we have to do to finish this challenge then? Let's just do it so we can go back."
Being in the forest for so long, she was growing tired and her patients was wearing thin.There was no telling how much longer this was going to take. Rubbing the soul cuff she snarled. I remember reading something about this...hmmm..but I can't remember anything useful to this situation... she sighed...After all that reading and studying, when it came to a pinch situation she couldn't use any of it. Her mind swarmed as she began wondering about the rest of the classes she was taking...and whether time was even passing by back at the school or not...Anything was possible in a place like this.
Being in the forest for so long, she was growing tired and her patients was wearing thin.There was no telling how much longer this was going to take. Rubbing the soul cuff she snarled. I remember reading something about this...hmmm..but I can't remember anything useful to this situation... she sighed...After all that reading and studying, when it came to a pinch situation she couldn't use any of it. Her mind swarmed as she began wondering about the rest of the classes she was taking...and whether time was even passing by back at the school or not...Anything was possible in a place like this.
Edge didn't really know what to make of the small smile his partner sent his way. The only response she would get in return would be a blank look on his part. But then... a ghost of some unknowable emotion flickered across Edge's impassive face, and he quickly recovered his normal attitude. Smirking slightly, the fae turned away to observe the mildly-amusing antics of the other students around him, most notably the two witches starting to clash.
"Hah. Don't thank me, I was just salvaging what little usefulness you had. Breaking down like that didn't serve anybody any good. If you have problems, don't make them other people's problems." Edge glanced back almost too subtle and quick to be noticed, then continued. "Scratch that. Don't make them my problem. I don't particuarly care if you hinder others or not." The faery blinked, and the brief moment(of niceness?) vanished as quick as it had come.
"Hah. Don't thank me, I was just salvaging what little usefulness you had. Breaking down like that didn't serve anybody any good. If you have problems, don't make them other people's problems." Edge glanced back almost too subtle and quick to be noticed, then continued. "Scratch that. Don't make them my problem. I don't particuarly care if you hinder others or not." The faery blinked, and the brief moment
~Circe SanGreal~
Curve turned red when Dante made the comment about her dress. It was probably true, though. The shoulder strap had been obliterated. It was starting to get very uncomfortable. She crossed her arms to help keep the dress from falling too low. Dante went over and whispered something to Niko that she couldn't hear. Whatever it was, it must've had some sort of impact, for Niko's eyebrows raised a bit. Then, Dante came over and sat wordlessly near her. She did the same, sitting down cross-legged next to her friend. She frowned. He looked unwell.
"Is something wrong Dante? You look like you're about to keel over," she noted, using a phrase her father often employed.
-Nikolas Lefevre-
What the hell?
After Dante finished whispering to him, Niko unintentionally paled further and he raised his eyebrows a fraction. What the hell?
That... that bastard! Niko wasn't scared, just... offended. How dare he! Piece of worthless hell spawn! Niko clenched his fist and tried to calm himself down. Tempers were for children. He'd grown out of his long ago. So, he took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. He couldn't wait until this damn test was over.
Curve turned red when Dante made the comment about her dress. It was probably true, though. The shoulder strap had been obliterated. It was starting to get very uncomfortable. She crossed her arms to help keep the dress from falling too low. Dante went over and whispered something to Niko that she couldn't hear. Whatever it was, it must've had some sort of impact, for Niko's eyebrows raised a bit. Then, Dante came over and sat wordlessly near her. She did the same, sitting down cross-legged next to her friend. She frowned. He looked unwell.
"Is something wrong Dante? You look like you're about to keel over," she noted, using a phrase her father often employed.
-Nikolas Lefevre-
What the hell?
After Dante finished whispering to him, Niko unintentionally paled further and he raised his eyebrows a fraction. What the hell?
That... that bastard! Niko wasn't scared, just... offended. How dare he! Piece of worthless hell spawn! Niko clenched his fist and tried to calm himself down. Tempers were for children. He'd grown out of his long ago. So, he took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. He couldn't wait until this damn test was over.