Ana narrowed her eyes, then smiled sweetly. The same smile she had offered the drunken farmers earlier. "A hunter, hm?" She twirled the dagger in between her fingers. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, but she wasn't afraid. Or as afraid. Perhaps more wary then afraid. "You're a bold one, to compare yourself to a witcher. All the same..." She stepped closer, batting her eyes. "I don't think a hunter would mind if I....kept this. After all, there are other ways to murder a mage. A hunter should always be prepared." All the flirtatiousness left her manner in an instant as the dagger, gripped in her hand, was suddenly surrounded by flames. "That man, necromancer or not, is my brother by magic. And it is not up to an outsider to punish him." She was reminded of William, speaking of codes and rules and a council. Perhaps something would be needed after all, if there were more then just Yana about, practicing necromancy. Come to think of it.... "I suggest you hand him over to me. I have questions for him." The fire burned brighter around the dagger. It was more for show then actual purpose, she didn't want to damage such an intricate piece.
Veera frowned. "I need to transport those of my kind, and those with power, because a threat must be exterminated. I need help to gather them, otherwise it will take too long." She answered Kruez, before sighing. "The girl, Tatiana, was assaulted by a doppler. I did the best I could, but..." She pinched the bridge of her nose after putting away her silver sword. Steel would work well enough if they turned on her. "If you must see her, she's in the room back there. Take care you do not harm her," Veera warned Evander with narrowed, yellow eyes. "That girl is under my protection, and any further trauma caused to her will not be taken lightly." She stepped to the side, allowing him to pass. "You would both do me a great service by agreeing." she added to both Kruez and Evander. Gods if she could just get some luck today, perhaps she could begin to make amends for this mess. With a slight popping noise, two men fell in front of Teriana. She blinked, looking up from what had been her simple job of picking up the mess those miscreants had made. Something skipped and clattered over the ground until it rested in front of her. A dagger, much more ornate then the one she carried. She reached over and touched it, a shudder going through her body as the metal whispered to her of tragedy and blood. It was faint, but enough to raise the hair on the back of her neck. One of the men stood and approached her; his footsteps silent. His aura quiet and too calm. This is not right. Teriana got to her feet, her heart beginning to pound in her chest. She had lived around enough people to know when they were human. This man was not. However, he wasn't yet a danger to her, and so she held the dagger at her side, leaving her basket of flowers on the ground. "Since it is yours, it would make me a thief to keep it. However, I would first know what you are, and what you want with him." She nodded at the groaning man on the ground. If she was a betting woman, she would have said that man was a mage. She owed him more kindness through their shared bond of magic then she owed this.....person.
Tessa swallowed the red potion before making a face. It tasted like cherry...she hated cherry. "Thanks!" She shouted to Shane before sending her Golem to protect Alexis. She had seen Ze Operator go down, and refused to let another team mate fall.
Tessa smiled softly. "I hope I get to meet this Caliborn, then. Maybe people won't have to get hurt anymore because of me." She murmured. The pain that crossed his face was palpable, but she didn't mention it. There had been enough trauma in this day already, why try to open barely healed wounds? Though perhaps she wasn't the only one who had lost family. "Sweet dreams, Conrad." She murmured after he had shut his eyes, being careful not to move too much as she pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her chin on her kneecaps and turning her eyes towards the door. She had promised to keep watch for him, and this she would do, as her way of beginning to make amends. Despite what Conrad had said, her soul was stained with her actions, and she needed to cleanse it. She would do this.
Ana jumped back from attacking, taking too deep a breath and wobbling for a moment as the pain shot through her body. When she had caught her breath, she yelled over to Aedion, finally responding to him as her creator apologized deeply to Aedion's creator for the delay; "Sounds like a good plan to me!" Others had joined the battle, and Yu was leading the townspeople away. Surely together they could defeat this thing. She jumped back into battle, ignoring the pain for now.
Level 6Tessa made her way down to the bottom of the tower, before stepping outside into the digitalized sunlight. She sat down on the grass, leaning her back against the cold stone of the wall. Everyone seemed to be moving towards town. She would get there, eventually. Right now, she needed to just rest for a moment. Tilting her head back, she stared up at the blue sky. If this wasn't such a terrifying chain of events, she would have really enjoyed this world. It was kind of sad, really. One person, because of his own failings in the world, had to punish the rest of them. "I wonder, why did you do it?" She asked the sky softly, letting her gun fall to the ground beside her. "Why did you have to curse us with this fate?" On the other hand, she really should try to find Bryce and Emma. Her stupid brother had best kept that girl alive. Maybe afterwards they could find a guild. Going solo on this was tempting, but it would be better if they had people to help watch their back. She shut her eyes and sighed. She would rest, first. Bryce hefted his sword to rest on his shoulder, frowning only slightly. "Yeah...I'm not sure where she went." He muttered, glancing behind him. In his haste to get to Emma, he had lost his sister. But she had Lancelot, and the boss was defeated, so she would be okay, right? As the rest of the players started to head towards the town, he shifted from one foot to the other, deliberating. Tessa was the one who made decisions outside of battle. He was better at the spontaneous ones, the ones that required little thought and more action. Then he spotted the Magic Boy, who had so rudely yelled at him to complete the tutorial. But who wanted to waste time doing that when someone could just tell them what to do? "Hey, let's go talk to that guy. He used magic. Then we should head to town. Tessa will meet us there, I bet. She's probably scouting out a guild as we speak." He said cheerfully, waving at Emma to follow as he started towards Lucas. "I bet whatever guild we join will wanna level up too." He didn't mention that Tessa might want a break. She always tired more easily then everyone else, and while it worried him, in truth he knew she was probably just catching her breath somewhere. He didn't need to tell that to Emma though. No one needed to know. "Hey, you. Magic Boy. You got a minute now that the battle is done with?" Bryce fell into stride with Lucas, unaware that with his sword resting on his shoulder, he was slightly intimidating.
Name: Tessa Jones Age: 17 Occupation: Student Bio: Tessa has never had a problem fitting in, but hops from school to school because of her drug habit. And thusly, here she is. Other: ~ Name: Sara Lance Description: ~ Occupation: ~Vigilante~ Student Series Character is from: Arrow, Season 2 Other: If she can't be Canary, she can just be Sara. Either one is awesomesauce enough for me. Both might cause people's minds to explode. Also; Leave Luck to Heaven.
I have spent the last five minutes watching that beautiful man run in your signature. I am not ashamed.
"Um...." Tessa kicked her feet, leaning back slightly to rest on her palms. "It was an accident, but I caused it. I have to start fixing my messes." She insisted. At least he accepted my apology...She was lost in her thoughts, brought back only by Conrad's question. "Well...to be honest I didn't know that was the guild's name until now." She said, blushing with embarrassment. "I was told to find someone...." Ah shit. "I was told to find a man, who could train me. This...isn't the first time that I've hurt someone." She paused before offering a small smile. "This is simply the next place I started looking. I know he's part of a guild, but I don't know which one. I guess my quest will have be put on hold for a little while though, at least until you're better. I hope he's here." She sighed. "Alessia gave me a name, Caliborn? I hope it's him, though I don't have any way of telling, honestly. Unless...maybe if we can do some of the same things. Magic wise." She sighed and smoothed the bottom of her shirt before pulling her legs up and crossing them, resting her palms on her knees. "None of this really matters right now because you need to get some sleep." She said sternly, trying to sound like her mother. The tone had always worked with Tessa, anyway. She had no idea if or how it would work with an adult man, but she had to try. Conrad's pale face was making her chest hurt. Because I did it. She reminded herself. She would always remind herself, even if Conrad forgave her. Forgive but never forget.
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Why this is still a thing is beyond me.
Both accepted like the bosses you are.
Veera frowned in response to the stranger's words, but she did follow his suggestion and lower his sword. The second male that had entered her peripheral vision hadn't escaped her attention either. "It's not a typical man that decides to find the source of screaming." She commented, stepping back in order to keep everyone in front of her, and the wall at her back. It didn't help she could practically smell the magic coming off of him. This man was a mage, and it didn't take instinct to tell her how powerful. She had felt the floor boards roll as the earth, or what she assumed was earth, moved to his command. "Could have used you earlier." She let her sword point at the ground, but didn't put it away just yet. Mages were tricky, and while she hadn't had the unfortunate luck of fighting an unfriendly one, she knew of those that had. "But now that you're here, I have a proposition for you." She eyed the second man for a moment. He didn't look like a soldier, and he certainly wasn't a witcher, but her medallion was silent. He wasn't a doppler, and at the moment, that was all that really mattered. "I need to contact all of the witchers from here to Vizima, and any mages in between that you can find. I have no coin to pay you, but you will have the gratitude of a witcher, and those that align themselves with me. What do you say?" She asked Evander. While the question was directed him, should this second stranger have any interest in helping, she was more then willing to take whatever she could get. "I'm Veera, of Velen." It would be quicker if they didn't know who she was, but any doubts about the power of her offer should be washed away with that. Or so she hoped. For Tatiana's sake, she wanted to get them away as quickly as possible. "I would need to be transported, through a..." she hesitated, grimacing at the thought, "portal, with my friend. My human friend, before the others were contacted." Teriana's dress brushed against her legs as she walked to the edge of town, hesitating for a moment to roll her foot and then crack her neck. She hated walking such distances when she could help it, but it would have been more work to call up a second portal. At least she got to enjoy the scenery on her way in. She sighed at her own sarcasm before starting forward. Her movement was halted by a drunkard and his friends. She recognized them as the local farmers, and sighed. Not this again. "Gentlemen." She greeted them, trying to step by. They backed up, albeit barely keeping on their feet as they swayed with the inhibition of a day of heavy drinking. "You should probably be out in the fields, working to feed your families." She wrinkled her nose when one stepped forward, the smell of his bitter breath more foul then most of the plants she picked. "Why don't you join us out there?" Luvely day." The leader commented with burp. She waved the fumes away with a heavier sigh. "You just don't lear-" he grabbed her arm, forcing her to drop the basket and scattering the flowers. Her eyes flashed with the wrath of the gods, and in an instant the man was screaming as his very palm. He dropped her arm like it was burning him, which it was, and stared at his palm in horror as the skin bubbled with blisters. "I suggest you go home and see if your wife will do something about that. And make sure she knows not to ask me for help." Teriana sweetly suggested, watching them rush away with a smile on her lips before turning and kneeling down. She hated getting the dust of the road on her clothing, but it was already ruined from her foray into the cave. With a whispered curse to all drunken and married men, she began to pick the flowers up one by one and put them back into the basket before they were trampled by any wandering passersby. Bryce clenched his jaw as Seth's words. "What exactly did she deserve?" He asked in biting tones, hand clenched on the pommel of his sword. He had a very good idea what Seth had done, and even worse, he had done it in front of a witcher. It seemingly hadn't even occurred to Seth that Callum would walk with them back to town. Just perfect. Just what I need. Gods give me patience. Or luck. Something. "Seth, you are going to come with me. Not out of mercy, but because you need to see exactly what you're endangering with your actions." Because Magick is bored and an impatient f*ck, they walked into town with Zack barely saying a word, Bryce walking in an angry man walk, and Seth and Callum doing whatever their creators wanted them to do (and yes Gabi, I know this gives you very little for interaction on the way and I'm sorry.) Once they reached town, Bryce led them to a certain square, and stopped. There was no way he was going to show a witcher the exact location of their hideout, or how to get in. It was named Sanctuary for a reason. It was because of this he was upset when a slim figure stepped out of the shadows, nearly startling him into running her through. "Bryce!" Tessa wrapped her arms around the taller man, looking up at him with a smile, completely oblivious to the danger she had put herself in by startling an armed man. "You're back! I closed the tavern up a little early to come see you, they weren't happy but I promised to stay open a little later so I'll still make the same money and it'll be okay! Also, I only thought you went to get Zack. Who are these two?" She smiled sweetly before letting go of Bryce and moving towards Seth, wrapping her arms around him and staring up into his face. "Welcome to Sanctuary!" She quipped, before turning to Callum. "Are you a friend too?"
Up boredom creek without a distraction. Oh the joy of adulthood.
Tessa, nearly dead, uses Golem Creation to protect herself.
This applies to so many things in life.
On the other hand, he is really shiny. I wonder how much time he spends shining himself?
Veera should have been ready. Knowing that they considered death kind and just for children, she should have known what would await her as an adult, should she ever return. But she wasn't. She hadn't considered that they would be captured. The sting of the bandage being ripped off was nothing compared to the pain of the man's finger invading her wound. She didn't hold back her screams of pain as she attempted to double over, held upright only by the scouts on either side of her. "You can suck my di-" She started when she caught her breath, only to be cut off by a slap from the scout on her right side. "Stay silent, prisoner." The overenthusiastic soldier commented. "Your betters are talking." Veera felt the blood pool in her mouth. She hadn't felt the slap, but rather heard it. Her ear ringing from the force, she turned to face the guardsman who had smacked her, and smiled, the blood running from her upper lip producing an eery film over her teeth. He didn't have time to stop her before she turned and spat the blood towards the face of the leader.
