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Post by Kyr Artanis Wed Jun 02, 2021 5:35 pm

Foolish child.

They knew the moment the world became distorted that she'd messed with something she shouldn't have. To the world and its people the Demon of Chaos had stirred again after centuries of slumber; yet to the gods, their plaything had dared touch an ancient power meant only for their Chosen Ones. She was not their chosen one. Not in that way at least. Brigga smiled, watching as the other ones clamored, bemused by the mess their little black sheep was making. Exactly how she'd intended it to be; Discord was her forte after all, and if it was at the price of a few disgruntled deities? Why the hell not!

All it took was to take away that which the demoness had held most dear. A particular soul, and gift it to the other world. It had been fun to watch the panic on Kyrenai's face, how the demoness had searched high and low for the missing soul with tears in her eyes. And then the rage had settled in. Pure, sweet, concentrated rage. Hatred. And that's where the demoness had used magic never meant for mortals to be wielded. Space and time were not theirs to tinker with, but there she was, breaking the very fabric to go there where they'd sent the soul. Maybe Brigga was just silently rooting for the little thing that had once been too perfect in Their eyes. Now it was just perfect in her eyes.

A ring made of shining adamant, blessed with the essence of water.

A final gift for the foolish child.

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The moment she'd slipped through the tear in space, the ripple of time lashed at her, a heavy burden she could barely contain. Pressure was building around her as she was lunged forward like a ragdoll, with nothing left to stop her advance but pitch-black void. Forcing entry meant taking the harder way. The painful way. Painful was in fact a good way to put it, because the traversing of dimensions hurt like a bitch. Whatever magic that remained was being syphoned right out of her the further she was hurled. Intent on biting through it Kyrenai closed her eyes, hoping that she'd soon traverse the last boundaries and arrive in the world her lover had been sent to. Moments before passing out the pressure suddenly lifted.

The portal in the dense woods whirred with power as it slowly came to life, magic gathering within its core until the entire structure had regained its sole function. And then, when the portal was supposed to open, its magic shot upward, as if the energy itself was being propelled into the sky. It connected with something unseen, a ripple darkening the sky as the sound of thunder rang through the area. For a single moment a vivid tear was visible, and from it something bright was flung; bright like a star in the night sky as it came crashing down. Those with immaculate vision would be able to see a figure rather than a meteor within the light, but for all else Kyrenai's unconscious body within the light would seem like just that; a comet about to touch ground with a bang.  

The very friction of her fall sparked a fire, and even though the flames did not seem to harm her, her physique was still being altered as she fell. As if the last remainder of magic was being burnt from her body. The horns on her forehead faded away like golden dust, her eyes and hair alike changing color entirely. Crimson to green, while her raven hair faded to a colorless, stark white. As if her demonic physique was leaving her together with her consciousness. Kyrenai was only faintly aware of the strong currents trying to halt her descent, but she soon enough drifted back into unconsciousness, moments before her fiery body plummeted into the water of the lake below. A fountain of water and steam exploded upon impact, the lake engulfing her body until the flames were doused, but somehow not harming her further. The white-haired former demon didn’t sink, instead being carried by the gentle waves towards its shores, as if it was trying to carefully deliver her to safer places.
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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Wed Jun 02, 2021 9:11 pm

Huugh”! Heaving and grunting, Bleu pushed against a giant block of ice. Even though she had placed makeshift ice wheels, the large block of ice was far beyond her capabilities. The alone was already far beyond the witch’s strength alone, but the ice held more than frozen water. Inside was a fully intact wyvern, skewered but Bleuenn’s signature ice javelins that had warped around the wyvern preserving it in the cube it’s creator now struggled against.

That accused guild representative refusing simple talons! Bleuenn continued to huff and puff, she thought about how she was forced to bring irrefutable proof of her kill. ‘You could have just found those’, ‘A rookie like you never could never have taken down a wyvern’. Clenching her teeth, she slammed on the cube taking out all of her frustration on her ice as she thought on the rep’s words. Her rank among the guild may be novice, but the young witch was far from a novice. Her training and actions before becoming a full time adventurer had honed her skills; the three years of adventuring only compounded on her abilities. Yet because of her mixed blood many refused to give her work and when they did it was either a death sentence or something pathetic.

Putting all of her weight into moving the ice only dug herself deep into the earth. Hitting a wet patch of soil caused Bleuenn to slip and knock her head into the cube. Reeling back holding her forehead, Bleuenn stomped and yelled in a mix of pain and frustration. “Fu... flapping… moths”! Pacing around she looked to the sky while taking in a deep breath… What is that?

Holding in her breath the pain dulled as her mind focused on something in the distance. From this distance all the young witch could make out was an odd black tear, almost as if reality was unraveling before her eyes. Drawing out her hands, ice poured out from her palms wrapping itself into a telescope giving her a better look at whatever seemed clawing at her world. Clawing seemed to be correct in more ways than one. The sky cried out in pain as just for a moment as the tear quickly dissipated releasing a blazing star, no a person!

Many questions rattled around inside of Bleuenn's head about what she had just witnessed. However, it was not the place for musing as all that mattered was that a person is in danger. Launching forward ice collected under her feet. Skating through the woods wrapping and twisting around the trees as she rose higher and high.

Breaking through the woods all that remained was the remnants of steam from here the person had landed obscuring her vision. Scanning the lake, Bleuenn could not make out anymore of the magic she detected upon the person's arrival. No, magic I hope I'm not too late. Dismissing any doubts the young witch placed a sphere of ice around her head with another in her hand just before shooting off her ice and into the lake.

As she fell into the water she saw what she assumed to be the person. The formerly on fire person was a white haired woman that appeared to be human. However, what was amazing was that the woman was floating and unharmed. Bleuenn's thoughts were interrupted as she crashed into the water. Resurfaced, she would dismiss her magic as she saw the lake itself gently take the woman to shore. Stunned, all Bleuenn was able to do was swim in place as her mind was overwhelmed by the woman. Teleportation, fire magic and possibly water magic? No, I don't sense any magic from her anymore, perhaps a contract or something more sinister is at work.

Shaking her head, the young witch took herself out of her wonderment as the woman obviously needed her help. "Excuse me miss are you okay!? Can you hear"!? Calling out to the stranger while swimming to the shore, the young witch would catch up with the woman far more soaked than the floating stranger before her. "I don't know if you are able to hear me, but I'm going to carry you"! Cradling the larger woman Bleuenn struggled a bit due to her early activities, however what worried her was the lack of rising in the woman's chest. Quickly setting the woman down as carefully as possible the young witch compressed her chest hoping to remove the water from the woman's lungs. Though as Bleuenn compressed she saw no signs of improvement. Looking at the woman's mouth, she knew what she had to do. She had never touched another's mouth with her own, but her first kiss was not of greater value than another's life. Taking in air Bleuenn leaned forward closing the distance just as she tilled the woman's head back preparing blow into the woman's mouth.

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Post by Kyr Artanis Fri Jun 25, 2021 10:43 pm

Voices. Plain and simple. She could hear them clearly, but at the same she could not understand what this person was saying, like her mind was still trying to decipher the words this person spoke. Kyrenai tried to groan, but all she could feel was something heavy in her chest, forcing something that felt far more unpleasant out from within her core. But the heaviness resisted, smothering her. Maybe if she could see, maybe move? Yet no matter how much she tried, her body refused service, not moving an inch, and whatever power she thought she still had too felt like it was diminishing by the second, usurped by the heaviness in her chest that slowly but steadily started making her hazy. Was she… dying? After all the effort she went through to fight her way through? No. She couldn't. She wouldn't allow it.

The voice resonated again, more clearly this time.

Something was holding onto her, Kyrenai could feel it, albeit faintly, but she felt it. But at the same time that heavy feeling within her spread, pressing down on her chest and trying to drag her back into the completely numbing void she'd just crawled out of. Her instincts screamed to hold on to the voice; the voice was the beacon. And as pressure broke through the heaviness of her chest she could feel whatever was tugging at her move, move up, but not entirely away, as if it had just shifted the pressure to a smaller area. Kyrenai panicked as the pressure became unbearable, wanting to trash about but finding herself in physical limbo… until something light filled her body. The pressure lifted as something soft and moveable joined in, dulling the panic in her body. Greedy instincts tried to take more of it and pushed. Pushed to get the heavy feeling out.

Things then happened fast. The moment oxygen filled her lungs Kyrenai's body reeled, unaware of the young woman holding her head and trying to breathe life into her as the water caught in her lungs tried to escape her. Her head nicked the blue-haired woman’s forehead as she shot up, turning and coughing violently as her lungs inhaled hefty amounts of oxygen, only realising after a few moments how hard that headbutt had been. The sting was far too present, and she winced as she touched her forehead, more confusion overcoming her as she noticed no horns were stopping her fingers from touching smooth skin. Still wheezing Kyrenai frowned as more of her environment became clear, and her mind finally registered the presence beside her; drenched entirely while she was only partially so. And then the subtle coloration of a bruise caught her eye on the woman’s forehead, the throbbing of her own making her jump to conclusions almost instantly. “Oh g-, are you okay?!” Kyrenai exclaimed in a surprisingly weak voice, her hands reaching out for the blue-haired girl’s face. A soft twinge and half-way through her hands faltered, the white-haired woman’s face contorted into something that looked like sadness and realisation as she retracted them, softly folding them onto her lap instead. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?” she asked again, ignoring her own condition as emerald eyes stayed trained upon her.
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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Sat Jun 26, 2021 11:50 pm

Mere centimeters away from touching the woman’s mouth with her own; Bleuenn did her best to try to ignore her thoughts on kissing. It’s to save a life, it’s not really a kiss. Just as the two women were about to connect, the white haired woman’s emerald eyes shot open, halting Bleuenn. Quickly yanking her hands back and closing her mouth, Bleuenn’s mind overloaded as causing her to merely stare at the woman with puffed cheeks full of the excess air she failed to pass on. Unfortunately for her the now breathing woman gave the witch no time to collect or explain herself. Just as her mind finally figured out the extra air was no longer needed, the woman sprung up tearing the witch’s mind into action. Firstly her arms leaped out to try to halt the woman from moving, however once she had broken past Bleuenn’s hands the witch’s reflexes kicked in. Rocking back her body tried to avoid the oncoming collision, but due to her late reaction out of concern for the woman it was far too late. As the woman rose, her pale forehead met Bleuenn’s hitting right on the fresh swollen area from her previous encounter. Pain burnt through the witch’s body as she fell back holding her head with both hands as she rocked back and forth slightly to shake away the pain.

The pain only got worse with time as she muffled her screams. Freezing over the now far more swollen area barely helped to dull the pain. Gritting her teeth, Bleuenn bared the pain as she stood back up looking upon the white haired woman as she placed a hand upon her own head matching the witches hand covering her own now reignited wound. Her head throbbed, but it was dulled by the joy of knowing that the woman was okay. However, she found it odd that the woman only touched her wound briefly before attempting to grasp something that was slightly away from her head. Almost in unison the woman jumped up and asked Bleuenn if she was okay while the witch did the same for her. Pausing her reflective answer she watched as the woman attempted to reach for her while weakly crying out her concern for her. Many things flashed across Bleuenn’s mind. Notable was her weakened state and sorrow as she looked upon Bleuenn.

I am fine, you simply surprised me”. Flashing the woman a smile, Bleuenn did her best to ease the stranger's worries. Though she had many questions about the woman, they would have to wait. Removing her hand from her bump she would leave a patch of ice on it. On closer inspection movement could be seen through the ice as the bump slowly drunk over time. However, the witch’s performance was not done yet. Walking over to the woman, the water that covered her would freeze over and crack off with every step drying the once drenched woman as she crouched down to offer a helping hand. “See perfectly fine, though you are in far more dire straits than myself”. Bleuenn waited to see if the woman would take her hand, keeping up a small smile as her mind wondered about how the woman managed to tear her way into the area. Could this be a sort of teleportation magic? If so the cost seems to be far too high as the magic that I once sensed is now completely gone. Or…. is she an Outworlder as many seem to be extremely weak upon entry.

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