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[A young man is backing away from view, staring forward with confusion. He has no idea what the orb is, has never seen anything like it, and is threatened by its presence.

He tries hitting it, to no avail. The sword, which looks a little too big for him, doesn’t work either.

He makes a noise of frustration and drops the sword with a clatter, pacing the little room in circles. He keeps a wary eye on the orb, waiting for it, or something inside it, to attack him.

After a while, he balls his hands into fists and sinks down against the wall, teeth gritted. He glares, no longer at the orb but at the floor, and pounds one fist.

His face contorts with some unseen pain, and he rocks himself back and forth, jaw clenched around silent sobs--his eyes are screwed shut as water leaks down his face and drips from his chin, his jaw. If you listen closely, you can hear his breath hitching in time with jerks of his shoulders.

He shakes his head--releases and re-clenches his fists. He’s mouthing ‘no, no’; he bites his lip and stops breathing completely, terrifyingly still.

He lets out his breath with a gasp and sucks it back in, harsh. Freezes again.

This repeats for a few minutes, but it seems to calm him. The rocking slows, and his breathing is less jagged and desperate. Finally, rubs his forearm over his eyes.

He focuses on the orb again, and his gaze flashes murderous, wild red. His voice is raw and full of more fury than should fit in his small, slender body.]

If this is an imprisonment, let me the fuck out before I set this whole place on fire.

Orb 3

Jun. 15th, 2012 04:29 pm
noblehealer: (Huh | What did that man do with the book)
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[Estelle had been resting for what she assumed to be a day, now that she was feeling much better, she knew that she was now free to do whatever it was she wanted to do and that was to investigate once again.]

Does anyone know if there might be some books I can read? I'm hoping that by reading, I'll be able to find something within the pages. If I don't then at least I read something that could be of use later.
noblehealer: (Nervous | Ah well...)
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[Estelle has been gone for at least a day, close to two. As to what exactly she had been doing during this time soon becomes obvious. Estelle has been busy healing everyone who needs it using her magic. Though given the look on her face, she's about close to exhaustion and collapsing, but that doesn't stop her from keeping it up.

Looking up at the orb she smiled ever so slightly, the tired look though more obvious than normal.]


I heard that something happened at the ball recently. I'm sorry that I couldn't be there to help.

[She looked down, sure she felt bad, really bad at not being able to do anything, but she wanted to go out on her own and help people, and investigate this place as well.]

If something happens next time, I promise that next time I'll be there.

[Even though her exhaustion the determination was certainly there, she was being serious about her promises.]

Though, I hope you are all okay? If you ever need to be healed don't be afraid to let me know, I'll be happy to heal you.
consultmybooks: (Dreams Can Hurt You)
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Characters: Rupert Giles and YOU!
Open? Oh, yes.
Where: All around Schwanheim and the surrounding farmland
When: All day 2nd of Rebirth's Decline
What: Giles is stuck in a bottle. Giles would very much like to let out of the bottle. Giles will grant you a wish should you let him out of the bottle. And if you don't want a messed up poltergeist throwing furniture around, you should probably take him up on that.
Warnings: PG - Mayhem and chaos, but probably nothing much worse.
I look deep into your heart and soul, make your wildest dreams come true. )
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There is an actual candy house.

[The Orb shows Giles, in the bright, sunlight, idyllic version of the Two Faced Forest quite unlike what several of you had to put up with last night. He's settled himself into a sitting position at the base of a tree.

He does not look at all pleased. In fact, he has his head in his hands, and looks quite tired, for a ghost]

There is an actual sodding candy house in this sodding forest. I, I didn't believe it when I heard it. Had to come and see for myself.

[You know it's bad when the normally quite soft spoken former Watcher is reduced to swearing.]

I confess, I waited around a bit just to check that no idiot children were about to come along and, and start snacking. Hung around long enough to see that there was actually a witch living there. At least, um, I assume she's a witch. Didn't stop to chat. [Yet. Give him time. Curiosity will almost certainly get the better of him.] Is that a story anywhere else? The, um, the candy house, and the idiot children who come along to eat it and they get out because the, the witch won't just tidy up the place a bit? Because it is back home.

But, um, that's...not important. Sorry. I know that I'm still frightfully new to this place, and a lot of this, um, really shouldn't be surprising. I'll adjust. I'm good at that, if nothing else.

And, and I know a lot of you are probably sick of hearing this, by now, but...about last night. I was wondering what the rest of you, um, might have seen, a-and what you think about it. Including the business with the thorns not showing up. Do they really block off this forest at night normally? I, I suppose that at least has the benefit of keeping us from, um, spending the nights beating off monsters. I suppose what I'm asking is, um, is if this place normally goes this mad at night, or were we just unfortunate?

Olindra and I came across a hideously large bird, for what it's worth. I'm inclined to call it a roc, but, um, I didn't exactly get a good look.

1st Dream

May. 4th, 2012 12:36 am
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[ There's silence when the feed starts. There's a woman, blond hair, grey eyes looking at the orb for a moment. She looks really tired, as if she were struggling to keep herself standing in her place to not fall. ]

Ah... It seems that.. I... arrived here for some... reason. [ She shifts her eyes to some books that can be seen in the background. ] I don't... know if this is... real or not. But...

[ Those pauses don't seem to stop and she's clearly bothered by it. ] I'll... help here. I hope... I can fill the expectations... of this. My name is.. A-angela...

[ She stops before saying anything else, passing out from the mental stress. Best way to introduce yourself.

Angela can be found passing out in different places today, while she was trying to get a better grasp of the whole city by herself alone. Silly, weak girl. Someday she will learn... ]
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If Ive learned anything in these past few weeks it is that this world possesses a fair amount of magic in itself.

[As evidenced by the way they had all been summoned here, the thorns,and including more recent events such as the influences of the moon]

As I have been unable to return to my own world.. Ive decided to redirect my efforts into saving this one. If that is the only way to return to Cephiro then I shall do everything in my power to aide in these efforts.

[Clef had been a little stubborn at first but now he had resigned himself to this task. Suffice it to say, if he did happen upon a way to leave he would still seize the opportunity.]

Has there been any progress in learning more about this world or it's perils since we last spoke?
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[Good afternoon, in this wonderful day, and by wonderful I mean uh, muddy and warm according to the info, we have this guy, dressed in his white and gold uniform, looking surprisingly chill for someone who seems to be a recent addition to the "champion" roster.

He flashes a polite smile at the orb once it is working.]


Good afternoon, I’m a newcomer. My name is Stephane Benjamin, from house Lancaster, but just "Stephane" is more than fine. I suppose you must see quite a few of these transmissions, considering how good these guys seem to be at picking heroes, so let’s spice it up a little with some conversation.

Is there any kind of organization among us uh... "heroes"? Or do you just roam around and do whatever you feel like? I wasn’t told anything about champion politics, and I wouldn’t like to step on any toes.
Also, if anyone at least knows exactly what’s the thing we are supposed to be fighting, that would be nice to know too. Other than whatever they told me about those thorns I’m pretty much walking in the dark here, and I’m in a bit of a hurry to go back.

Any information would be really useful. I can’t offer much in exchange, but maybe we can chat and find if I can be of any help. I’d be glad to lend a hand, even in exchange for some casual conversation. Maybe weather talk? It's pretty crappy today.

[He grins a little this time, pretty satisfied with how his first timer speech came out.

For the rest of the day Stephane will be roaming and peeking into every single place that is not off-limits, and then later in some quiet place he'll be swinging his brand new sword to get used to it, and obsessively checking his old gun-now-crossbow to make sure it works okay, so I guess anyone who wants to can feel free to bump into him.]
noblehealer: (Worry | Please hold on)
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[Estelle was rather new to this, but she had no idea what was going on, nor exactly how the orb worked. Once she did, she was sitting upon the ground, the view of the town behind her clear as day.]

Hello, I'm Estellise. it's nice to meet you all. [She waves slightly at the orb, her cheery smile still placed firmly on her face.]  I just arrived here, so I'm looking forward to getting to know you all.

[She goes quiet after that, looking behind her, she glances at all the various shops that were closed. She didn't know why they were, but she knew it couldn't be a good thing. After a moment of looking, she turned her head back towards the orb once more.]

I hope it's not rude to mind me asking but, can someone tell me what's going on? I'll be grateful if anyone can give me any information. Thank you.

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