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posté September 24, 2014, 21:22:17 | #1
Darci got dressed quickly as she pulled out clothing from her dresser. She chose a button up blouse, with a pair of pants. She would be riding a drago today, and she didn’t need everyone thinking she pranced about in a towel alone.

She got out her boots, and paused as she got them. Boots always reminded her of Meier, and his prized pair he always wore. She gave a soft smile at the thought, and pulled them on. As she did, she tucked a knife into the boot as well… She was traveling with a convict, one couldn’t be too careful.

A quick check of her appearance in a mirror satisfied her with her outfit. She grabbed a brush, brushing her wet hair back into a ponytail. She tied it with a thick tie, only things that would hold her hair really… she had broken so many ties over the years with her hair.

Once she was done, she walked towards the entrance of the haven bag. She paused to look at a book on her mantle. Soon her work would be published, and hopefully people could use it. She knew two close friends who get to read it first though. She didn’t even realize she was smiling as she left her bag. Once out though, the sight of Neill, and Lazarus brought a more neutral expression to her face.

“Ready ta set off, lads… and miss? We might reach Arms Way in two days! Less if we don't stop fer breaks...” Bauwmann called out.

She sniffed slightly at the address of miss. Good, he better remember she was a lady.

"No..." Lazarus muttered to himself.

“Alright let’s head to where our dragos are then, come on Viper.” She waved to Viper and strode in front with purpose. Two days of traveling was longer then she wanted, but she could tolerate it.

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posté September 19, 2014, 09:31:12 | #2
“Well, ya can’t blame a man fer not knowin, lass. Not ev’ry day ya get to travel with a shushu (and one trapped in a collar, for that matter). Last I heard, only guardians carried shushus 'round, and they’re not all that common 'round these ‘ere parts…” Neill blushed, and looked away from Darci. She made a confused expression then realized it was he was trying to give her some respects since she was only in a towel.

"Oi! Put that dere armband back on, ya cheeky gob, ya!" The Cra yelled at the xelor, who promptly got ratted out by his shushu. Darci looked back at Neil as he took note of her threat to him as well.

Kindly noted, he merely blurts.

After a moment of silence, he coughs, then continues…

I say, I say Missie, If you were told to escort a convicted felon in private… wouldn’t it make sense to AVOID the roads and other busy works? Y’know, to avoid the general populace and whatnot. Y’know, loose lips an’ all dat. No offence, ma’am, but civvies like yourselves just LOVE to gossip; spreadin it ‘round like wildfire. And wouldn’t cha know it, EVERYONE will soon know what the general hubbub is!"

Darci only gave him a bored look at his explanation of how people were gossips… was he implying she was… well for now she won’t call him on it…

"As I said earlier, Miss, I was tasked by the Bontan authorities to escort this here ‘fine upstandin' citizen of the law’ towards… um… towards… Now where wassit ‘gain? 5th Bond, or whassit Pancake Bridge…”

“Arms Way!” Maurice shouted, making certain it would ring in Lazarus’ ears. Darci only flicked one ear back at the shout, but kept her attention on Neill… she didn’t like where this was going…

[b]“[/b]Ah yes,” Neill snapped his fingers “That’s the spot: Arms Way! We were told to ‘ren-de-voose’ with one of the Captains there. He’d inform us (well, myself mostly, can’t trust that dere criminal and whatnot) of what to do afterwards.”

Neill then realized something. "Say, where were you two goin’ to anyway? Can't say I like the prospects of leavin ya two 'lone now that y'know what's goin on...”

yep… just as she thought. He did think they were gossips and what made it worse was… he was going to the same place she was.

“So you’re saying you want to travel with Viper and me since you think we might gossip about you and your prisoner.” Darci told him bluntly. She made an annoyed noise in her throat then crossed her arms. “Well It’s your lucky day… We are going the same way. Though I have to say I’m not keen on traveling with a convict known for human experimentation…” She glanced at Lazarus then to Neill.

“But if it’s ok with Viper, then... I’ll be fine with it. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to get dressed.” She walked over and went into her haven bag to get some clothes on.

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posté September 16, 2014, 12:54:18 | #3
NOW SEE HERE MISS! I say, I say, don’t touch that dere collar! There’s no idea what might happen! Fer all I know, the Bontan officials might have jury rigged that dere collar! It could explode!” Neill yelled at her and slapped her hand off the collar.

Darci felt her hand getting slapped, and turned on the Cra. How… fucking… dare he… he could have said not to touch it, or took her hand off it.

She opened her mouth to berate him for slapping her hand, but he seemed to realize his mistake before she could get a word out.

Neill removed his hat, bows to Darci, then answers.Thousand pardons, miss. Don’t know what came over me. Things just mighty dangerous, is all. Who knows what might have happened…"

"It's not going to fucking explode!" Lazarus snarled at him, angry.

Not Pardoned.” She told him bluntly and curled her lip into a scowl. “How… dare you. For one, the collar wouldn’t explode. Two that was COMPLETELY unnecessary to slap my hand. And lastly, A Shushu is a demon that needs a person’s consent to take them over. You have to forgo control for power, but the catch is the Shushu doesn’t give it back. I am aware what it is, I merely have not seen one myself.”

"Bloody nothing, that's what!" Lazarus folded his arms in a huff. "Well, not from Maurice, anyway- who is an 'it" and a parasite, by the way!" Lazarus said loudly, answering her question in a way designed to offend Maurice.

Darci turned her attention to Lazarus speaking, narrowing her eyes slightly. At least he answered her questions even though it twisted in his view. She whipped her tail, it snapping like a whip in there… She needed to calm down, but she still felt upset over all of this.

"But you lay a hand on me again and I'll gut you in your sleep." Lazarus threatened, pointing at her, still angry. He stamped up the bank, leaving them by the river and sat down on a log.

Darci blinked at the threat, but didn’t say anything. Now Lazarus had the right to be upset since she touched him. Neill had no right to slap her hand though. She took a deep breath, held it, and then let it out through her nose. Her sense of balance and calm inside her settled, the ripples of anger ceased. She knew she needed to speak to Neill to understand the whole situation.

“Alright, Why are you here? Why aren’t you using the road like normal people? Please explain what exactly are you two planning on doing here?” She asked and held the bridge of her nose “Also by the way, if you slap me again at any time, I will personally make you regret that choice faster then you can slur your words.”

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posté September 12, 2014, 11:52:28 | #4
"Can't blame a man for trying." Lazarus said

Darci hummed a noise in her throat at that till Neill came over, and took her hand off the Xelor’s wrist.

Now, now lass, No need to damage dem goods now, y’hear. Felon’s gotta be in decent shape where Im’ma takin him. Neill chuckled

“I wasn’t trying to.” Darci countered blandly, and let her hands drop to her sides. She watched as Neill cuffed Lazarus with some serious hand cuffs… it turned her stomach slightly at the sight of the cuffs... Not that Lazarus didn't deserve them.

“There, let’s see ya try and get those off, ya blighter. Bet'cha not even Whodunnit could get outta dem cuffs...” The cra announced, confident.

"Stop calling me a felon." Lazarus grumbled quietly, undoing the neck of his jacket so Maurice could see. "I'm a scientist!"

Darci raised a eyebrow at that… a scientist… She briefly wondered what degree he must have, and where it brought him in his life choices. She was not to judge though honestly, it really wasn’t her business who or what he was.

An outraged shout came from the shushu around Lazarus's neck, upon having his vision restored. "Whhhhaat! Carthac pulls that stunt and all you did was put him in chains?! Kick his teeth in! Beat th-"

Till…. The shushu started talking, now it was her business. The Shushu had Darci’s full attention. Her ear perked forward, and her tail twitched in a excited fashion. A shushu! A real shushu! She’d never really seen one up close. Though Lazarus was less then thrilled.

"Shut up! Shut up! Worm! Parasite!" Lazarus shouted over Maurice, smothering the shushu with his hands. "You treacherous little bastard, I'll get you for this!" he hissed to Maurice.

Darci couldn’t help, but laugh a bit at Lazarus’s shrieks. “Is that really a shushu?” She got closer to Lazarus.

“Is it a ‘he’ or ‘she’? Do they have a name? What does it do? Is it a weapon? What element does it have?” Darci asked rapidly as she examined the collar “This is so fascinating!”

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posté September 09, 2014, 12:40:46 | #5
“Listen ‘ere, lass. Much as I’d like to… convince ya’ll ‘bout that dere hooligan, its just Bonta business, plain and simple. Don’t want no city slickers like yerselves getin’ involved. If you DO however… want to get involved…”

Darci watched the Cra with a frown on her face… What was he up to? She wondered that briefly till Neill pulled out a scroll. She looked a bit surprised at the presence of the paper. Neill tossed it at her feet… really? She’d have to bend down and get that in a towel…

“Then take a gander at them papers I’ve been given. Friendly advice: best to just leave the felon with me and just skedaddle outta ‘ere. Ya’ll just don’t know what yer in fer…”

“We will see.” She told him and went to reach for it when the Xelor yelled behind her.

“Don't pick that up! That's how he tricked me!" Lazarus told Darci urgently, darting a hand out to take her arm before she could reach for them. "It's a trap spell- sucks your wakfu when you open it... which is why I didn't just teleport away." he added, sounding extremely sheepish.

Darci paused at that. Either this Cra was extremely clever, and wanted to capture a Xelor, but why go to that much trouble. She looked at Neill… no the Cra didn’t seem like the type, though appearance are deceiving…

“Mister?” She clicked her tongue, and Mister floated forward. Mister would know if there were any rune traps, but it didn’t matter. Viper walked over confidently.

“So....the scroll can suck up my wakfu when I open it huh?" With that, he reached down, picked up the document, and opened it.

Nothing happened....Viper looked at the Xelor from under his hood. "You were saying?"

As soon as Viper proved the document was not a trap as the Xelor told Darci, the same arm that Lazarus grabbed, Darci snared his wrist in her hand.

"Prisoner transfer documents...for, the Xelor know as Lazarus Carthac...arrested for crimes of human experimentation." He looked over to the Cra and then to Darci.

"Its the real thing." Viper said holds up the document to the light. "And the Bontaian crest is genuine."

"Sorry about that...good thing you had this on you huh?" Viper handed the document to Darci. She quickly took it and shook it out with her free hand as she held Lazarus with her other hand. She was quiet a moment as she read, and looked at Lazarus with a steely gaze.

“Nice… you almost got me. You know if this was Brakmar with the claims of human experimentation I might have let you go, assuming it’s trumped up charges… but we are not in Brakmar.” She tightened her grip on his wrist “I guess your freedom streak is up”

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posté September 07, 2014, 20:50:12 | #6
Darci let to Cra roll to his feet, and didn’t even flinch as he pointed his cross bows at her… the bastard.. how dare he!

“Excuse me, but what damn right do you have to attack this man and point your bows at me! I am unarmed, also as you can see, undressed. “ She asked him and made sure to keep in his way of his aim. She looked livid as she looked at the man and crossed her arms. She saw Viper come to her side from the corner of her eye, but she kept her gaze on the Cra. Good. She had back-up.

“Miss, I think its best ya scoot a little to the left (or the right, if you feel like it). I’m here to app…appre…ap… stop this ‘ere varmint. Simple Bonta business, if ya understand…” he grumbled in a stern tone.

"That's the guy." The Xelor whispered in her ear, making her elfish ear twitch. "Nut job who attacked me... move aside, you're in his line of fire."

“I’ll be fine, don’t you worry” She whispered back to him, “I suggest teleporting out of here.”

“How about no.” She told the Cra in her own stern voice, returning her attention to him. “You have no damn right to point your bows at me, at the very least explain why you are here like a logical person” She demanded.

“I say, I say, I ain't here to cause a ruckus, so best stand where ya are. Got it? Just goin' to grab this here bad egg, then leave ya'll in peace... ”

"What do you want with me?" Lazarus called back. "I've done nothing to you!"

“Yes, by what right do you have to detain this man?” Darci asked with narrowed eyes.

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posté September 06, 2014, 10:01:03 | #7
“Darci! Are you okay! I Can't exactly see anything so you're going to have to say something." Darci whipped her head to look at Viper coming in, but quickly decided not to kill him since he had his face covered. He held out a towel to her, as he stood there blind.

"If you need it." He said to her.

“Thanks.” She told him and took the towel from him, and wrapped it around herself.

"There's really no need for that- this isn't a bath house, it's a river! I had no way of knowing you'd be there..." The Xelor called to her, back still turned. "And if it's any consolation, I didn't see anything past all your hair...” The strange Xelor told her… how rude! She knew it wasn’t a bathhouse either, but she had the right to be pissed about some one stumbling on her naked. Who wouldn’t!?

“Good.” Darci quipped sharply, and held the towel over her body, she was not happy at all for a person walking in on her bathing. She was at least her hair saved her some decency.

"Look, I'm sorry to have startled you, but I need to go. Like, now. There's a crazy asshole after me- that's why I was in the bush. He caught me on the road and I had to try and ditch him.” The strange grey Xelor told her as he stood there with his back to her…. Till a crazy Cra tackled him around the knees.

“Osamodas’s Tail!!!” Darci yelled and bounced back from the two men

I’ve got ya now, ya bloody scamp! The Cra yelled at the Xelor as he tackled him down to ground. Darci wasn’t sure what to think at the moment, but the first instinct was to help the Xelor… She knew too many Xelors to just look away.. As she thought on Meier and Solarus briefly.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”She yelled, and held her towel up.

"Get off of me, you lunatic!" he shouted, "Help!" he called to her…

At the word ‘help’, it wasn’t a strange Xelor in front of her… it was Meier… the memory of him on the ground calling for help burned in her mind, making her surge forward

“GET OFF HIM!” She hissed and grabbed the Cra by his arm. She threw him with all her might, which.. was quite a bit. Once he was off the Xelor, stood in front of him as a defense, as a growl built in her throat. On cue, Mister sprang out of the brush coming to his Osa with a api in his mouth, wondering what was up.

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posté September 05, 2014, 08:37:36 | #8
Darci froze in shock as she heard a bush by the river rustle then push aside to a Xelor crowing “Excellent!"

For a brief second the world slowed down, as the Xelor turned his mask to look at her naked in the river. Darci couldn’t help the shriek that erupted from her throat, and the snarl that followed after. “Pervert!!!”

"Xelor's dust, sorry, sorry!" The Xelor quickly said, and put his back to her “"Gods and Goddesses, I swear I didn't know you were here! I'm so sorry!" He held his hands in a apologetic manner, but this didn’t appease Darci.

“What the hell!?! Who the hell are you?! Were you spying on me naked!” She hissed in anger, and covered her breasts. “You don’t just walk in on a person bathing!”

“If you move one inch, I swear by Osamodas I will punch you so hard in the head you will forget what day it is!” She growled, and got out of the water to get something on.

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posté September 04, 2014, 21:02:51 | #9
Not too far off where a criminal was running in the woods, Darci was walking to the river her group had found. She had been aching for a proper bath, for what felt like ages, so the river would have to do.

Earlier she threatened Viper with dismemberment if he dared peek in on her, which he promptly defended he had a girlfriend and that was all he wished to see. She checked over the area anyway, making sure no one was about before actually undressing.

She debated in her mind if she should put down runes… but she was too tired and wanted to just bathe. So she pulled out knifes she had in the lining of her leggings first. A trick she had learned from Meier after their travels together. She dropped them next to her haven bag unceremoniously. Next off came her shoes, her leggings and arm warmers. As those came off, it exposed a network of scarring littering up her arms and legs. The scars were all a lighter brown, contrasting her darker brown skin tones.

Lastly she pulled off her Pandawa dress, which displayed a large dragon tattoo inscribed on her back. The dragon itself centered itself on her spine, and its wings took up the majority of her back. Though now, several large strips of scars in a criss-cross pattern marred the tattoo, ruining it completely.

She hung her dress up as well, and took of the last of her garments before testing out the water. Once she deemed it was all right, she slipped into the stream. She sighed with pleasure as it felt nice on her skin, and started to wash up. Her long white hair flowing with the river as she sat on the rocks, almost completely submerged to her collarbones.

'Finally, just some peace and quiet for once..' She thought as she relaxed in the water with river's soft crinkling sound of the water on rocks.

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posté August 26, 2014, 08:51:01 | #10
Name: Darci Leigh (She rarely tells people her true last name)

Race: Osamodas

Sex: Female

Age: 28-29 (she’s not quite sure which)

Element: Earth, a slight with a inclination for fire.

Attire: She usually wears Pandawa clothing, the more modest versions at least, which gives her an oriental look. She wears black stockings, and matching arm warmers. She prefers to look sleek and professional at all times. Her hair is the exception to this rule and is a wild mane of unruly hair, and is a creamy white. What is strange about the girl is that her skin color is brown instead of blue. It’s not too rare, but rather uncommon for Osamodas. Her eyes are green and yellow, which is a rare trait.

Fields of interest: Dragons, Draconic, Dragon Runes mixed in with Alchemy circles, and Geology

Education: Darci finished her four-year degree of Linguistics and Music at Amakna’s University of Arm’s Way when she was 25. She traveled around the World of Twelve to different sites with Draconic language while she was in school. She also dabbled slightly in physiology, because it interested her.

She spent nearly two years exclusively studying at an Osamoda’s temple to refine her magic alchemy circles. Her magic that she currently uses is a mix of dragon runes interwoven with alchemy circles to produce crystals, precious and semi-precious stones, gems, and metals (such as silver, iron, copper, gold, etc.)

How does her magic work: She needs to have a source of the mineral or ore to grow and shape it. So whether it’s a direct source, or something she pulls of her pocket. She knows her geology rather well, and is used to incorporating in aspects of her environment to use for her spells.

Drawbacks: It takes time to write the whole circle and if she doesn’t do a circle with her magic, it expends more magic then she wants to use. Since she is using Draconic runes as a base, which as an ancient language of dragons, their words have power behind them. When Draconic runes are used in spells, they cost more magic then common spell language. Thus she can’t endlessly make spells, without exhausting herself. Also certain crystals hardness cost more magic, like diamond, while say quartz has a lower magic take.

Personality: Darci is a very quiet person by nature. She never speaks on the scars that litter her body, as they all have a story to them. Typically she’ll play her cards close to her chest, only giving hints at what might have happened to her. She loves to analyze people, and to understand those around her. She appreciates music, scenes of nature, speaking Draconic, traveling, and her gobogb.

Just as she is usually quiet, she also has a temper. She tries to be logical in her ways, but if you pick away at her scales, then she will rip into you. Whether it’d be with her words or her claws… is depends to the offense.

Darci is a huge advocate for the rights for human rights, this came from... previous experiences. She has a deep-rooted dislike of Brakmar, and if someone asked her why, it’s unlikely she’d tell you out-right. Just like a dragon, her past is riddled with mysteries that you have to figure out.

Only one man truly knows Darci best, and that is Dr. Meier Rosencra.

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posté March 01, 2014, 10:28:02 | #11
Hey everyone! I am still alive, just been super busy with work as of late. I plan to reply in the next day or so, sorry for taking so long!! D:

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posté January 19, 2014, 22:09:30 | #12
DJAGHSKHAFDFAD THAT WAS ONE OF THE BEST DISPLAYS OF A ACTION SCENE I HAVE EVER READ. *slow claps dramatically* You sir have my admiration.

No seriously though, Bad... Ass.. like the baddest of asses of assdoms.

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posté January 13, 2014, 21:47:54 | #13
Darci felt her conscious flicker back to life, and started to come to from being thrown from the explosion. First sense to comeback was a ringing static sensation noise that trapped out all sound. Next, the pain flaring up her right arm and thigh. She grunted in pain, and tried to look at the injury only to realize her vision is slightly blurred. She rolled to her side only to look up at a barrel of a stasis rifle pointed at her face. Confusion took her for a second, then her eyes focus, contracting to slits in horror.
Meanwhile, Meier ducked and dodged his way through the foggernauts. Weaving through them, he spun around to find he was nearly face-to-face with one. Not stopping, Meier cast Underhand as he ran, knocking the foggernaut back. The heat of a stasis charge shot by his right ear, far too close, and he saw it hit the foggernaut he'd downed.

"Watch it, Isart!' He roared, not looking back.
"Sorry!" was the alarmed and apologetic reply.

He'd almost reached the far wall. Vaulting over the pipe there, he saw Darci, collapsed on the floor, looking up barrel of the stasis rifle pointed at her. Startled by Meier’s arrival, the foggernaut turned its head to look at him-
-and that second of hesitation was all Meier needed. Summoning temporal energy, Meier focused it on the foggernaut, blasting its gears apart with the displacement of time.

"Darci, are you alright?" Meier asked her, kneeling next to her to see her injuries.

She looked shocked when the foggernaut fell away and winced as Meier placed his hand on her. She stared at the rifle that almost took her life for a second. She gave a hiss of pain as he moved her bad arm.

"DAMN IT!" she cussed out in reaction, and gritted her teeth against the pain. She looked down at the skin, which is a darker brown and oozing green blood. It looked like sick tree bark, oozing green sap with some of her skin peeling. She processed that the injury is at least a 2nd degree burn, and damn did it smart...

She turned her attention to the Xelor and stared up at Meier, astounded he saved her life.

"You.. you saved my life.." she whispered, but was cut short as she saw a Fogger pointing a pistol at them.

"Here, can you s-" Meier began.

"GET DOWN!" Darci roared, yanking him down by his coat, the shot missing him by inches. Whipping around to face their new assailant, Meier went to throw a spell at it, only for it to be deactivated by three shots from a stasis rifle. A second's confusion followed, then Isart suddenly appeared, vaulting over the pipe to land next to him.

"Cheers, eh." Meier said with a relieved grin.
"No problem." Isart replied, watching for more foggernauts.

Meier returned his attention to Darci. "Can you stand?"

"Meier- take that foggernaut's stasis rifle, the one you just destroyed. You're going to burn through too much Wakfu otherwise." Isart said suddenly.
Ah, now that was actually a good idea!

"Good thinking. Problem though: I don't know how to use these ones." Meier said as he examined the gun he’d picked up.

"There's no safety on those- just point and shoot. It won't stay powered long though- the foggernaut's core was giving it power. You've probably got a limited number of shots..."

"That's fine... no shortage of replacements..." Meier said, glancing at the carnage around them.

Darci listened to their conversation and already was picking up a rifle from the carnage closest to her. She winced as a little bit of green blood got in her eye from a cut as she stooped down. She held her damaged arm against her, trying not to bump it or further hurt it.

"Do you have this place covered? I need to get my hammer and bag." She said to them as she strapped the rifle to her back and picked up a pistol.

Meier nodded. "We've got it."

"So stasis pipes are highly combustible... noted." Darci said, slowly getting to her feet.
Isart snorted a laugh. "Yep, they sure are."

"I can't believe you did that." Meier added, gesturing to the destroyed pipe, shaking his head in disbelief and a little admiration. Seeing her struggle to reach her bag, he went over to her, watching for foggernauts.

"Keep an eye out for foggernauts for me, ok?" Meier instructed before ducking down to retrieve it for her. Slinging the bag over her good arm for her and still holding the hammer, he walked her back to Isart. Darci looked at him with a grateful expression, and put a hand on her bag as he walked her back.

"How are you going to fight like this? Sit down, we'll bind the worst of your injuries... where are you hurt?” Then muttered to himself: “And why in Rushu's hell did we leave the enirpsa back with Moritz?"
"Darci, that was crazy blowing up the pipe, but it worked!" Isart called over his shoulder, from where he was guarding.

Meier nodded. "Yes- production in this area has slowed right down. Once you're sorted, we'll shut down the rest in this area- but without blowing us up too." he said. Then added: "I hope. Isart and I know a bit about this stuff, but who can say for sure how things work in here?"

Darci paused and thought for a minute before answering Meier's questions. "I'll have to make myself fight like this if we are to get out of this alive... the worst is my arm.. the green blood is normal, don't worry you won't get a disease or anything.. and honestly I was going to say something about that, but I'm under question so it would not have been wise at the time..." She remarked and can't help but smile when called crazy for blowing the pipeline.

She sat down so Meier could work better to wrap her arm, putting it in the light to show the extent of the blast did to her. She set her bag next to her so she didn't have to keep it on her shoulder.

"Blood matches eye colour...?" Meier asked, as he carefully inspected her arm. It seemed to have borne the brunt of the damage. He suspected she'd landed on it too.

"Yes, it's a special thing about Osamodas. We all have our blood match our eyes.” Darci replied as he inspected the injured area.

"Isart, how are we going for Foggernauts?" Meier called over his shoulder.

"There's few enough in this part that I can cover us for a while. Be fast though, Meier." Isart replied from where he was kneeling behind the pipes, watching for foggernauts. They were tucked in behind a network of pipes. It wasn't the best cover, but it helped a lot.

"Right." Meier nodded and dug into his bag, looking for the roll of cloth he used to replace his own bandages. Drawing the long knife from his boot, he cut a strip of it off. He washed Darci's arm with water from his canteen before beginning to bind her arm.

"Sorry if this stings- I don't think you've broken it, but I'm going to bind it tight for support, just in case." he explained as he bound her arm. “I hope Veronica gets here soon...” he thought to himself.

She kept still as he poured the canteen of water and washed the wound. Darci nodded sharply as he mentioned it would hurt, and winced as he started to bind it. She took the pain with out complaint, and hissed every once in awhile as he bound the more damaged part. Once he was finished she sighed in relief. "Well at least a Xelor knows how to bandage..." she replied a bit with tired humor.

Meier ducked his head with a smile at Darci's comment on the bandages. "We have our uses." he added wryly.

"I have a idea for the other pipes... I have... Rouge bombs in my bag we can use. thus we don't have to get too close as I did originally."

Meier listened to her mention about the bombs.
"Whoa, I think that's enough explosions for today... I was thinking more along the lines of manual shutdown. Considering how much stasis there is down here, blowing it all up will probably blow *us* all up." He paused, tieing off her bandage. "Hang on a moment, I've got an idea..." Rummaging in his bag again, he took out his ink and pen and wrote a series of small glyphs on the bandage. Putting his hand over her arm, he woke the spell he made with some wakfu and a muttered word.

"It's an ice spell, to help with the burns... it's not strong, so it won't actually freeze your arm, but nor will it last too long- maybe half an hour. It should keep the pain down a bit." Meier explained. Putting everying back in his bag, he stood up and offered her a hand up. Brows furrowing, he asked "Wait, why do you have bombs?"

She smiled a bit as the pain receded, but only shrugged as he asked why she had bombs. She looked away and did not meet his eyes. "Let's get working on it. The iop can only last so long." She said and walked over to Isart.

Meier took the hint and didn't press further- not that there was even any time to anyway. He offered Darci her hammer. "You going to be able to carry that thing?" It was pretty heavy.

Darci took the hammer from his hand and snapped the strap back on it. She strapped it to her back, over the rifle before responding. “Practice, muscle training, and way too much time on my hands.”

"Done?" Isart asked.

"We're ready. " Meier replied, looking to Darci for confirmation.

“Ready as I'll ever be.” Darci said and crouched behind the pipes.

"Ok, the pipes shoud all have some kind of cut off valve- the emergency ones will be hand operated, which is what we need to use, to stop the nutjob that's in control of all this from over-riding what we do. They'll be difficult to move- it may take all of us to do it, as they have a lot of pressure to contain. If we can get all the main ones though, well, we may just turn the tide."

Ooc: Alright! Aacher and me did a huge collaborated post, which is why it took so life beign life. Anyways, here we go!

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posté January 10, 2014, 06:07:24 | #14
Hey Omega! I am currently am working on something! I will post it soon I promise! Life kinda threw me a wrench for a bit, but I am working on it as much as I can I promise!  

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posté January 05, 2014, 22:38:38 | #15

Quote (Aacher @ 05 January 2014 17:39) *
Echo: Thanks heaps man!

Ok, so Casey has drawn Meier for me like, twice now, so here's my attempt at Darci.
Hope you like it!
OH MY GOD!!! THAT IS AMAZING AHHHHH!!!!!!! *flails like a dork* THIS IS WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL THANK YOU!!!!! ;_; I love how you did her horns!! and the hammer is perfect!! THANK YOU!!

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posté December 27, 2013, 05:26:40 | #16
"What is it with these Foggernaught's and the dark damp rooms?" Riko questioned after she responded to Darci. A door slid shut behind them, and Darci already felt herself cringing.

“Typical...” Darci said and looked up at the speakers above her as they flickered to life was a clash of static.

"Weeeeeelcome Actors! I have awaited anxiously for the next act." A prim pompous voice flicked into the room, to which Riko shouted out to, "Who said that? Show yourself!"

"Ah forgive me, seems my manners have wandered about... allow me to introduce myself, my name is Dr. Steemenhiem, head researcher of the 8th Sir Flexington Brigade."

"Head researcher of the 8th what?" Riko looked confused, and Darci felt it was well. She hated her ignorance of the local area more and more since she stepped foot in Sufokian territory.

"Sigh, I tend to forget that the Iop religion are a dense kind, however explaining to you all won't make much of a difference since you are all going to die here." The voice insulted Riko more.

"Dense? How dare you call me dense! Show yourself so I can give you a piece of my mind you coward!" Riko shouted in anger. Darci couldn't help but roll her eyes at the ploy of the so called 'Doctor'.

"My dear actress, if you gave me a piece of your mind then you wouldn't have any left for yourself." Darci's eyebrows raised at the insult, and watched Riko's anger spike more.

"Yes my actress, channel that anger, more emotion means better acting just the way I love in my theatrical entertainment, show me the great stupidity of the Iop you are, show me their IQ level because this will prove nice research material." The voice gloated further.

"Now my actors, I do hope you don't bore me, I have staged this just for this occasion and now that you are here we can finally begin Act 2, let us begin... Security!"

Darci immediately cringed at the doctor shouting, and took on a more firm stance. Her green eyes widened as the pipes began pumping out capsules, which gave birth to Foggernauts. She snarled to herself, her mind already clicking with how to stop the onslaught. Her eyes scanned the machinery to find the cables supplying the energy, but before she could even move, a statis rifle went off. She felt a burning sensation across her cheek and green blood began to drip down her cheek.

She hissed in pain, and bolted to the side. She glanced to the side to see Riko's rage, as she ripped into the mechinical army like a wave over rocks. She had to hand it to the Iopette, she sure knew how to do damage.

Darci skidded past a Foggernaut, as he was drawing his statis gun. She whipped her hammer from her bag, and crashed it against the Fogger's chest, denting the metal in. She heard a crack of a statis core, then whirled on another Fogger. She began a deadly dance of destruction, as she twirled, whirled and smashed with her hammer. Every strike for a weak point on the body, mostly spine, chest, and jaws.

She watched as a capsule broke open and bringing more of the oncoming army. She felt the weight of the hammer more now as she swung. Sweat and blood dripped from her face onto the metal ground as she danced with her hammer.

I gotta get over there...” She thought to herself and decided to do what she did best. Be unpredictable.

She bounced back from a on coming metal fist, and flipped in air. Once she landed, she sprinted full tilt right at a Fogger, and leapt into the air. Her feet finding a perch on it's head, and leapt from the Fogger to another. Darci used her tail as a balance for her quick leaps, careful not to fall into the fray yet. She cleared it to the other room, and ducked under a swing of a butt of a gun. With a upper cut swing, right into what would be the the ribcage, the Foggernaut fell away.

Her eyes flicked over the statis fueled machinery.

“Better make this count...” She swung with all the might right into the main pipeline between the capsules machine. “CRACKLER PUNCH!” She screamed and fueled her hammer with a earth's equivalent of a Crackler's punch. The Pipe dented and cracked under her, making her give a insane grin. A Fogger behind her leveled a gun at her back, which Darci saw of the corner of her eye. She jerked right as the gun went off, and...right into the Statis pipeline...

Her eyes widened, and seconds later she is thrown by the explosion slightly smoking.

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posté December 27, 2013, 04:54:01 | #17
That. was. WONDEFUL!! I loved that so much!! Such Grace! Very Christmas! Much Coal.

Hehehehe, oh! also I am working on a reply atm, so hopefully I will have it out tonight or tomorrow.

@Aacher: Seriously though, your writing skills are amazing.

Actually everyone on here is awesome, and it's such a blast rping with all you. Thank you so much for letting me join.  

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posté December 25, 2013, 22:09:42 | #18
Merry Christmas!!  

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posté December 12, 2013, 04:07:55 | #19
Sorry it took so long for me to post, I have been really busy as of late. Also doesn't help my internet loves to shut off on me randomly or that my lap top dies and looses half of post so I have to rewrite the who thing. :/

Anyways I should be about to post more, and once again sorry for the wait.

@Aarcher: that's so awesome about the Xelors I have so many theories on Osas it's cray

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posté December 12, 2013, 04:04:02 | #20
Darci stopped her exploring with a embarrassed cough, and straightened up. She turned her attention the a the lift coming up. She felt slighty embarrassed at loosing herself in her curiosity and turned her attention back in on the conversations around her, particularly Meier's about the Statis levels. She noted that Meier didn't seem too happy about it, which was fair. She looked at her hands for a moment, contemplating how she should go about the next chamber, and how to not burn off her Wakfu. With a sigh, she decided she'll deal with it when she got there.

"Hey Zorn, you have any idea what we should do here?" Riko called out to Zorn as he inspected the panel on the console.

"With this we can do down to the next level of this temple, but if we do that we can't go back so you all need to make sure if you are really prepared for this, because we are now entering the heart of the enemies domain and I don't think they are very fond of guests." Zorn said, working the console. "Let me know when you are ready everyone, I will then begin operating this thing to take us downside."

“...Well I'm not fond of people who have killer Foggernauts available to kill random people just because they have a functioning set of lungs.” She comments back and walks onto the lift with everyone else.

Darci crossed her arms, turning to face the doors shutting them into the lift as it descended down into the depths of the strange temple. Mister wrapped his tail around Darci's neck, comforting her slightly to know she was truly never alone. She felt the air cool down around her, causing her to shiver.

“Aren't we descending? Shouldn't it get warmer like the mines as you go deeper in the earth?” Darci commented to herself more then anyone else as her breath fogged in the air.

"This is horrible- I feel like someone is breathing over my shoulder!" Isart hissed quietly to no-one in particular. Darci frowned, not liking her comrade in team science was pointing out what she was feeling too. Goosebumps formed on her arms, and not from the cold air.

Soon the lift came to a creaking halt, opening with squeaking gears to reveal a pipe ridden room of steam. Darci felt a immediate dislike of the area. She stepped out with everyone else quietly, while sniffing the air slightly. She felt out of place in the completely automated world she seemed to have found herself in.

"Okay everyone, we are in an unknown territory, lets stick together and not get separated, we are stronger as a team, lets use that as an advantage!" Riko said with forced cheer.

well at least the Iop is optimistic....” she thinks to herself while pushing her hair out of her face.

“Hey guys... I don't wish to alarm you with other problems but I think you need to know that this place is situated underwater." Inamora pointed with his thumb towards another small window that can be seen outside the building. "I am not good with all that high-tech stuff but I think this is the reason why I am getting this feeling that my Wakfu is slowly... seeping, Pure Stasis comes from underwater right?"

Darci peered out the window in surprise to see water, and snappers swimming about. She blinked in surprise, and listened to Zorn's explanation on pure Stasilii coming from the ocean. Also about how he was even surprised that a base like this was so close to his home.

“So that's why it's colder then...” She mumbled to herself.

“So how should we go about this, other then staying together? Since we're at a slight disadvantage because whom ever built this place knows it better then us. Not mention they've built it under Sufokia's nose.” she asks while ducking under a steam blast from a pipe. She felt condensation get on her horns and drip into her hair.

I really need to trim my horns again..” she thought with distaste. She followed along with the group.

“I wonder why they are here, or what they want? How long has this temple been here? Why hasn't anyone explored it till now?” She asked anyone who is willing to answer her questions.

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