Wizards and Warriors RP

"OH, PLEEEEASE DONT!" he looked at her, displaying a face similar to this (except its not a heart and there is only one eye, as per usual.) His nose was pressed against the dome, flattening it a bit.

Icy rolled over and in whisper said Hnile's voice followed by sorry.

Hnile smiled and scratched his neck. "Yea...I can see that he feels guilty...though I dont think it's his fault..." he said laying down onto the ground

Luna giggle as she rubbed her eyes, looking up at him. "I missed these moments as well..."

The letter Yuushio began looking through would read as follows.

Hiya mister blademaster, sir! You don't know me, but that's okay, I don't mind really! I was the one who sent that form that you totally slashed to pieces. But really, I don't mind!

So, here I was messing around, sleeping in front of that big building the two nice foxy guys owned, when all of a sudden a weird feather floats down and lands on my ear!
And I was like "*GASP!*, this must be some super-duper important plot thingy that someone must be missing!" So, I really, REALLY wanted to give it back, but then It hit me. "Who do I return it to, Pinkie?", I said to myself, and then I went ahead and said, "Just give it to the headmaster person, he'll know!"

So here it is, the plot thingamajig!

Enclosed with the letter was an odd feather, a faint aura of magic surrounding it.

Along with it was something that looked like an invitation to a party in three days, with a little note attached to it.

You can't miss it! Well, okay you can, but please don't! You don't even need this! The note read.

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Beatrice, somewhat annoyed, lightly tapped the fairy on the back, then pointed towards the trapped demon, giving them the saddest yet somehow most adorable look she'd ever seen on him.

OOC: That's when Oritigo finally had noticed his struggle, RIP

Icy moaned and opened an eye. "whhhhhaaaaattt, morning alreadyyyyyy...?" Icy continuously rubbed his eyes. He sat up looking to Celsius, he hadn't had the slightest clue of Hnile behind him, who was giggling ready to surprise him

Luna looked up as the light snow fell, a snowflake landed on Aska's nose. "boop" she touched his nose, the snowflakes melting on the touch.

Kor startled slightly, having been lost in imagination. "Oh, what? Y-yeah, sure, just give me a-" "Here."
The half-demon was interrupted by Finnian bringing him a large plate of what looked like steak. "Our little friend in the kitchen's had it up to here, nobody but me and Cyrus is allowed in there."

The kitsune leaned in a bit closer. "And also, try not to mention all that liver. Would lead to a major misunderstanding." Finn flashed the half-demon a toothy smile, a smile that he noted had way too many sharp, pointy things pretending to be teeth.
Kor rolled his eyes, nodding. Finn nodded as well, before wandering off to deal with party preparations. Most of which amounted to making sure nobody broke anything while transporting, and/or fixing what did break.

It didn't take long for the half-demon to begin, for lack of a better word, inhaling his meal.

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"Personally I would've jammed them into the side of his throat, but that is just me, I imagine." Beatrice said.
"But that doesn't matter, the question is what do we do with him?" The small demon girl thought for a second before reaching into her bag, pulling out a frighteningly large syringe. "Not too sure what I'd put in this, but it was labeled as a sedative. Drug him and drag him to one of the headmasters?"

As he laid his eyes on Hnile, a rush of memories hit him like a bat striking the top of his head. It was a moment of silence that felt like forever, until it was broken from Hnile jumping on-top of him. "Brother!!" Icy was almost like he was stuck, he couldn't move. his eyes began to water (OOC: Tatical Feel Inbound)

Luna felt his lips touch hers, blushing a bit as it happened

He looked up, smiling. It wasn't malicious, but it WAS a bit offputting. "mortal? I am just as mortal as plague.... In fact, I am bound to him as he is bound to the suit. The mask is the central point of his soul though, meaning if it shattered, he would die. But I am part of him, hence me being sealed away with him, but that only happened WHEN I was sealed with him. And besides, you sohuld understand that it is simply business when it comes to getting my body back. A certain... higher power demands it." He flashed a crooked smile, before leaning off of the glass, crossing his legs and folding his hands underneath his chin, smirking. "Do what you will with me; I have no 'Malicious' intent until that phial is up for grabs again."

Kor looked up briefly, mumbling something that sounded roughly like "I suppose..."

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Beatrice crossed her arms, staring. "Don't try that trick with me, I invented that trick. Maybe. Either way, it won't work." She stuck her tongue out at the fairy.
She sighed, twirling the syringe in her hands. "I say we drug him up. I am not entirely sure what is in this stuff, but we won't know until we try."

"Just what on earth do you think you're doing?" Said a female voice from behind the two. Whirling around, Beatrice saw a rather scary-looking dragonkin approaching.
"This can be explained..." "And I don't trust you to tell the full story, demon. You, fairy, can explain to me what the hell I am looking at here."

Hnile hugged him as Icy had no words, his arms still on the ground. "You missed me didn't you?" Hnile asked hugging him tightly. He finally lifted his hands up and slowly hugged him back, tears running down his face. His last memory consisted in his mind of him, both of them walking in the snow.
"Brother, don't you like the snow?"
"Yes...it's nice and comfortable isn't it...?"
The young Hnile picked up a snowflake and smiled to his older brother
"Look at this snowflake, I like it's design...I really like snowflakes!"
this was the final moment he could ever hear his brother's voice, and see his brothers smile for years, as a scythe appeared from his arm and cut his brother's head off, tainting the ground with blood. Screaming, Icy went to the aid of his brother's body, which was dead immediately. Ever since that day, Icy had been enemies with the devil inside him, and as he went on through life he planned out how he would get rid of such a thing. He went into hiding from most people, the reason of him being shy to everyone ever since he entered the school

Luna smiled as she rested against him looking back up to the snow falling.

"Listen, you don't understand the level of binding we have been in... While I could survive perfectly without him, I am his mental stability. With me gone, or somehow losing it, Plague could become unstable. He could become paranoid, susceptible to other, more malicious demons-" He was cut off as everything suddenly went black, as if everyone blinked in unison, and a pale face with empty eye sockets and a black ooze from the mouth flashed within their mind for a split second. "Like that one... They would drive plague mad, use his negativity against everyone else, before finally leeching his last bit of life and power away, gaining his decay capability... Even if I am meant to cause disorder throughout dimensions. I still want to play fair here, hence my warning. I have caused plenty of chaos in the past as aka... ak.. a- ak- aka- ako- AKENTOSH! Geez that's a mouth full. I was also a certain annoying jester in the past, but I decided to keep his abilities. I am mind-based here, but were I to achieve permanent manifestation, I would have my mirror control abilities as well. So... I am not the best, but certainly not the worst. And besides, Unless someone ELSE wants to essentially DONATE their soul to plague, I am stuck with him as he is stuck with me."

Kiha glared at the trapped demon. "That sounds so incredibly typical of your kind; Use someone else to protect your own hide. Pray that you don't separate from him, for I will hunt you down and rip. You. Limb. From. Limb."
She then turned to the other two, sighing. "Let him go." Frowning, Beatrice ran her hand across the dome. It glowed brightly before shattering like glass.

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Before long, the half-demon's plate was entirely empty.
Kor then stood, stretching. "Alright... Time to give that light mage the duel of a lifetime. I assume you want to be there, right?" He asked Sahrah.

Tristam smiled, hugging back. "Haha, sure. No way I'm gonna lose!"
With high spirits, he walked out the door with Lamia in tow. And promptly shivered. "Crap... I knew winter was close, but... Damn it, I should've dressed warmer."

He stood there for a few seconds before the very air around him seemed to heat up, as if his body was a living radiator.
"Just one of the many perks of pyromancy. Stay close, alright? You're not really dressed for winter either."

[OOC: Kiha's being left alone until Doro posts.}

He shot a glare back. "Protect myself? Listen.... Do you think it is my choice? Why do you think I didn't really care about being sent to that insanity dimension thingy? My existence is hell... I am a soul caught inside of a marionette; I have no mouth and I must scream." He held his hand up to his missing right eye area. "why do you think skin so easily and so smoothly covered the socket of my eye? I might be talking to a wall... But if you REALLY wanna hear a tale, I will tell you why plague himself has not tried to fight me and keep me contained..."