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Post by Lufia on Jan 22, 2014 18:24:53 GMT -5
Fia'Ye sat still for a minute as she thought. Needless to say, she was never really smart with magic, barely knowing white magic and all. She never learned of the other types until recently. Though she did remember a target she had to handle, he said the same thing to her. Though she couldn't remember what type of mage she was, "I wouldn't be surprised with Reinna. She's not exactly great around the spirits and-" she had now remembered what the Mage was, which made her jump up and almost drawing her sword, "Necromancer?!" she yelped keeping her eyes on the now threat, the last Necromancer she was near, almost killed her. The little red paladin wasn't going to let that happen again.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 19:09:29 GMT -5
Of course. She had to go and be knowledgable. Surely she knows about a necromancer's abilities? She should be looking around her. Then again, I guess I would have to moveā¦ "Don't you think that if I wanted to harm you I would have already?" Theo took up a very soothing, comforting tone. "I don't like my abilities. I'm definitely not proud of them. I try to use them to help people and use money."
"Fortune-telling and seances are my areas of dabbling, though I could easily take your life." Theo was relatively unarmed; she had a dagger and minions, but that was about it.
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Post by Lufia on Jan 22, 2014 21:05:30 GMT -5
Fia'Ye nodded, now calming herself a little, "So... May I ask, does the spirit that is following me, look similar, at the least, like a Tutelian?" she asked as she released her blade, looking back at the now grazing Reinna, head and arm still throbbing from the beast fleeing twice. She faced the beast and smiled, "Come on back you! Rose isn't any threat!" she said smiling to the Pegasus, whom gingerly came back still eyeing the gypsy, Fia'Ye sighed and soon took a hold of the reins, "She'll trust you a bit more if you show her that you are no threat." she said smiling, "Go along and pet her!"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 21:12:18 GMT -5
"It's not very clear. Vaguely shaped like a female. Weak yet in presence so either a fresh death or an old one." As Rose spoke she looked at the spirit timidly, and it still hadn't moved. She wasn't sure if it wanted anything or if it was just following Fia'Ye around.
Regarding the creature called Reinna, Theo was a little apprehensive. She didn't care much for things that were the same, but this time she was a bit nervous. She didn't want to be shanked by the redhead for being a necromancer and on top of that she didn't care to be trampled. "I'd rather let her come to me. If she wishes to make friendship, she will." It was true, in theory.
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Post by Lufia on Jan 22, 2014 21:47:51 GMT -5
Fia'Ye laughed a little, "Reinna isn't like the others, she more lets people approach her. The last time she approached anyone, they nearly killed her." she said before smiling, "Though she did approach me, sorta, after my mother and I healed her first" she paused, hearing the gypsy speak about the lost soul. Thinking for a minute she looked intently down a bit, before nodding, "Are you at all able to communicate to the spirit?" she asked, being curious of said spirit. Fia'Ye looked up, and straight into Rose's eyes, "I seriously want to know!"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 21:52:47 GMT -5
((Who would you like the spirit to be?))
It was odd that they tried to kill the beast, though it made sense. "Alright, I'll try." She cautiously took a step forward ever-so-gracefully and extended a pale hand toward the horse's muzzle. She liked animals, just didn't usually get around them much unless they were smaller. Cats and dogs were her best friends.
"I can communicate with it if it's willing and if you want to hear what it has to say. It's here to talk to you, after all." Rose had her crimson eyes transfixed on Reinna, waiting to see what would happen next.
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Post by Lufia on Jan 22, 2014 22:04:15 GMT -5
((Surprise me!))
Fia'Ye nodded as Reinna sniffed Rose's hand, and eventually bowed her head to allow the gypsy to pet her, "The bandits were driven off by my father-..." she continued, though now looked almost devastated, now remembering her past. Her whole body locked up as the vivid images flashed before her, they were of her father mainly, whom gallantly fought to get her and her mother back. Yet failed and died only about three meters from her outstretched arm. After his death, things got worse for her. Her captors tormented her with the body, and eventually, her mother suffered the worse fate of the two. In the meantime, Fia'Ye was frozen in fear, and in the relapse of her past. Without noticing, she was basically on the verge of sobbing.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 22:07:15 GMT -5
"She says she's your friend." Rose analyzed the ghostly whispers with a skilled ear, being sure not to mistake a single syllable. "Definitely a fresh kill. By that man you said looks like your father." In truth, Rose was slightly surprised it wasn't one of her parents. The albino stepped slightly closer to the horse and reached out, stroking her mane. Perhaps she wasn't that intimidating, after all. "Try not to dwell too much on past events, dear. It'll only harm you in the long run." There was no need for her to elaborate on the story, as Rose knew well enough where those kinds of things led through her own past experiences.
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Post by Lufia on Jan 22, 2014 22:26:18 GMT -5
Fia'Ye soon snapped out of her relapse, "I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that... I kinda... Spaced" she said rather timidly as she released the reins of the horse, finally, she realized she was crying, "Oh! I didn't even notice!" she yelped wiping her eyes, and feeling her father's scarf, which was tied to her spear, brush her back gently. The scarf, which was mildly stained in blood from her father, under the blood and prevalent, was a crest that was unfamiliar to her, other than signifying her family. Though she nodded, and spoke, "If the spirit knows me, tell them, that I apologize for not being strong enough to protect them..."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 9:24:32 GMT -5
"There is nothing wrong with a few tears." By this time in her life, Theo was used to tears being used as a natural release for many emotions, especially having a job such as her own. She wasn't afraid of emotion, nor was she afraid of the dead. "You should also no discount yourself so. You are a strong fighter. Her death does not lie in your hands." At least, not by what the spirit was conveying to her. Whoever it was, they dearly wanted her to know that it wasn't her fault. They also seemed quite inspired to catch the man who was brought up earlier.
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Post by Lufia on Jan 23, 2014 14:51:09 GMT -5
Fia'Ye tilted her head, "And how do you know that...?" she asked almost in agony, her weaknesses kept seemingly killing her allies. As far as she knew, her mother, father, and friend; were all dead because of her own weakness. Needless to say, she wouldn't let things go. Weather it was the scarf, spear, or even her past, she just wouldn't let go of them. This wasn't the first time, that an ally had died because of her, it was multiple times. The guilt was overwhelming, almost crushing her. This caused her to collapse onto her knees, covering her head, and seemingly writhing in agony from the guilt. Her conscious was the bane of her existence.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 15:13:09 GMT -5
"You are not charged with shepherding all of the world's sheep, whether they are close to you or not." Theo thought of words to help her make a point. By no means was she wise, it just seemed silly that the girl was blaming herself for all of these losses. "Perhaps if you took a step back and looked at it from a broader perspective you would understand why you should not blame yourself." Fia'Ye hadn't personally stabbed, mutilated, or finished off these people.
Theo approached her, place a cold hand on her shoulder, and knelt down in front of the girl. "She tells me that you should not blame yourself, as it was her own carelessness that got her killed. There was nothing you could have done to stop her death, but the death could help you to prevent more from happening."
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Post by Lufia on Jan 23, 2014 21:38:39 GMT -5
Fia'Ye looked up, feeling the coldness of the gypsy's hand, it needless to say, surprised her. Rose comforting Fia'Ye wasn't really wasn't what surprised her, it was a relatively warm night, and she was almost overheating, the cold hand was what surprised her. She sharply looked up, speaking rather quietly, but evident, "Your hand is cold..." she said, amusingly, it was irrelevant for her to say that. But it was what called her back to reality, she soon nodded, still showing a great deal of pain, and rose, speaking in a calmed, though hurting tone, "I understand that. But those whom are close to me, are always brought with bad luck. And in the case of a good few, end up dead. Only moments before I can save them..." she was still crying a little, though looking a little stronger. Her past, still flashed into her head, which made her want to just break down.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 22:02:23 GMT -5
"I'm always cold." Theodosia never really thought much of her normal temperature, but it seemed to be a necromancer thing. "I think it has to do with being sensitive to s much death. I've learned to deal with it." She'd not lost either of her parents, though she had never cared for them. They didn't really care for her.
"I don't know about that." Theo contemplated what she had just heard, thinking it odd that bad luck would follow someone so. The albino was never really a lucky person, being a necromancer and all, but she didn't really believe in luck much. She was a fan of karma. "Everything happens for a reason. Perhaps you need to be exposed to all of these things in order to become who you are meant to be." Destiny was another fun concept the gypsy enjoyed.
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Post by Lufia on Jan 26, 2014 16:55:03 GMT -5
Fia'ye nodded, it was understandable for her magic type to be cold. Though she wondered how or really why, Rose had chose Necromancy. It definately seemed odd, and set Reinna on edge at first. Though, both seemed to not threaten each other, yet, Necromancy was still something that Fia'ye didn't like, not after being assigned to hunt another necromancer. Though she heard Rose say something about how everything happens for a reason, she understood, but still was unsure, why would bad things seem to always happen to her. Many thoughts raced through her head, before she spoke in a weak tone, "So things happen for a reason...? Then why am I always tormented?!" she asked painfully, it was evident that her past was tearing her down again.
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