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Day 1 [Chandra decidedly does not find Serenes all that serene. The Holy/Order aura that the place gives off is literally a wellspring of White mana, the one color she really, really wants nothing to do with. So, for the whole first day...Chandra's sitting on the deck of the Sun, either tanning or meditating or doing anything but going ashore.]
Day 2 [Finally sick of just sitting around and doing nothing, Chandra will head on over to land, taking a few tentative steps as she does so. It...really isn't that bad, and while Red mana is weaker here than White, it's still there, so that's a good thing at least. She'll begin poking around a bit, exploring and sticking her nose into stuff as usual...just without any magic.]
Day 3-4 [By the third day, and into the fourth, Chandra is...well, she's beginning to experiment with the weird flows of energy here as it's begun to seep into her by proximity whether she wants it or not. That means her magic has begun to shift subtly, and as such she's begun trying to experiment with the new spells.
Out on the beach, or in the forest, she's trying out some of them. Bolts of golden lightning whiz out over the water, or streams of silver flame turn sand into glass. She's even called up a few new elementals that are running around on the beach or through the woods.
Perhaps the strangest thing of all though, might be the young pyromancer herself. She's a good bit less hyper than usual, seemingly actually at peace for once. She doesn't ignore people, either, she sends her new elementals to help with loading, and happily goes out of her way to be useful instead of a layabout only interested in explosions for once...but she'll still flirt with anyone that doesn't run away.]
Day 2 [Finally sick of just sitting around and doing nothing, Chandra will head on over to land, taking a few tentative steps as she does so. It...really isn't that bad, and while Red mana is weaker here than White, it's still there, so that's a good thing at least. She'll begin poking around a bit, exploring and sticking her nose into stuff as usual...just without any magic.]
Day 3-4 [By the third day, and into the fourth, Chandra is...well, she's beginning to experiment with the weird flows of energy here as it's begun to seep into her by proximity whether she wants it or not. That means her magic has begun to shift subtly, and as such she's begun trying to experiment with the new spells.
Out on the beach, or in the forest, she's trying out some of them. Bolts of golden lightning whiz out over the water, or streams of silver flame turn sand into glass. She's even called up a few new elementals that are running around on the beach or through the woods.
Perhaps the strangest thing of all though, might be the young pyromancer herself. She's a good bit less hyper than usual, seemingly actually at peace for once. She doesn't ignore people, either, she sends her new elementals to help with loading, and happily goes out of her way to be useful instead of a layabout only interested in explosions for once...but she'll still flirt with anyone that doesn't run away.]
Edited 2014-04-10 05:50 (UTC)
[Oh you jerk!] Naesala~! Hurry up!
[She puffs up her cheeks at him before swinging a little on her branch to try and land on him now. Hurry up slowpoke!]
[She puffs up her cheeks at him before swinging a little on her branch to try and land on him now. Hurry up slowpoke!]
Ah...
No, I am fine...
Just...
[HIDES HIS FACE SHUT UP.] Would you like to go higher?
No, I am fine...
Just...
[HIDES HIS FACE SHUT UP.] Would you like to go higher?
[She winces at the strength of the sneeze and gives him a few worried pats on the head.]
....I am sorry....That you and the forest isn't getting along. [And she truly is.... While it is a copy and a pretty much exact copy of her forest, a part of her still feels like this is her own and as such....]
Would a swim through one of the lakes help perhaps or should I see if I can convince these woods to not be so against you?
....I am sorry....That you and the forest isn't getting along. [And she truly is.... While it is a copy and a pretty much exact copy of her forest, a part of her still feels like this is her own and as such....]
Would a swim through one of the lakes help perhaps or should I see if I can convince these woods to not be so against you?
[She blinks as he hides his face and a wing moves to try and move his face so that she can see it. NO HIDING FROM HER!]
I would but why are you hiding your face from me?
I would but why are you hiding your face from me?
[He's a little surprised at Leanne. There's something about her that blends into this place and something about it that sets him on edge. But he smiles at her as she's lit by the eerie glow]
Just watching, Princess. [and trying to fight the urge to see if he can darken the glow with the power that ripples inside him] What are you up to this fine evening?
Just watching, Princess. [and trying to fight the urge to see if he can darken the glow with the power that ripples inside him] What are you up to this fine evening?
Why Leanne, I'm simply going as fast as I am able. [Like all of a sudden he's a snail laguz today.]
[Ow oof OK he's going, he's going!! He ends up nonchalantly rolling off his own branch, wings catching him mid-air before he falls too far.] I'm up, I'm up. No need to resort to violence.
[Ow oof OK he's going, he's going!! He ends up nonchalantly rolling off his own branch, wings catching him mid-air before he falls too far.] I'm up, I'm up. No need to resort to violence.
[he doesn't surf. And in fact never has nor had any inclination to. But he takes a surfboard and paddles out into the ocean anyway, feeling both drained and relieved to be off the island. It's ridiculous.
He sighs and rests his cheek against the sun warmed board, watching for Namur with one eye half open. If he falls off it's going to be trouble and he would kind of like the Fishman to know where he was at.]
He sighs and rests his cheek against the sun warmed board, watching for Namur with one eye half open. If he falls off it's going to be trouble and he would kind of like the Fishman to know where he was at.]
[this forest unsettles him the longer he's in it, though that may not be evident on his face or his posture because he's good at that sort of thing. He's moving silently enough and spots the raven...and then what the raven is eyeing. When he speaks its in a low voice so as not to startle the game.]
Hungry for a snack, eh?
Hungry for a snack, eh?
[Rests his head on Thatch's lap.]
[He looooooves you.]
[He looooooves you.]
No you are not. [She pouts at him but was still in good humor.
She giggles at his rolling and hovers now in place before putting on her most innocent face.] Me? Resorting to violence? But I am a heron and cannot even dream of doing such a thing.
[Nevermind April Fool's Day. That day never happened.]
She giggles at his rolling and hovers now in place before putting on her most innocent face.] Me? Resorting to violence? But I am a heron and cannot even dream of doing such a thing.
[Nevermind April Fool's Day. That day never happened.]
[NEVER!]
Come on, brother and show me your face, then!
Come on, brother and show me your face, then!
[A: Marco can't handle this. It's weird and confusing. He's a warrior, a pirate, a violent man named after a god of war star and Nope, this is not working for him.]
[Oh he's trying to be peaceful and go with the flow, but there's just something.... off about it all that has him quite unnerved.]
[Maybe it's the juxtaposition so soon after everything else.]
[Yeah, maybe.]
[B: By the second day he really can't shake the feeling. It's Spring. Stupid Stupid Spring and he can't handle it and he needs out.]
[He might be having something of a phoenix crisis with all the LIFE around him and thus trying to build entire cities worth of birdnests and adopting baby chicks and tadpoles everywhere. Help him.]
[C: What's that? Time to go? Too bad you'll have trouble finding the First Mate. Because fuck who knows where he is. Marco's gone wild. The only way to get him back is with flowerbeds he can roll in and more birdsongs than he's already distracted with. Think you can do that?]
[Oh he's trying to be peaceful and go with the flow, but there's just something.... off about it all that has him quite unnerved.]
[Maybe it's the juxtaposition so soon after everything else.]
[Yeah, maybe.]
[B: By the second day he really can't shake the feeling. It's Spring. Stupid Stupid Spring and he can't handle it and he needs out.]
[He might be having something of a phoenix crisis with all the LIFE around him and thus trying to build entire cities worth of birdnests and adopting baby chicks and tadpoles everywhere. Help him.]
[C: What's that? Time to go? Too bad you'll have trouble finding the First Mate. Because fuck who knows where he is. Marco's gone wild. The only way to get him back is with flowerbeds he can roll in and more birdsongs than he's already distracted with. Think you can do that?]
Nay... [CAN'T MAKE HIM!!!!]
You're... happy here, aye? [YEAH HE KNOWS: NO DUH, but he has his reasons for asking.]
You're... happy here, aye? [YEAH HE KNOWS: NO DUH, but he has his reasons for asking.]
[he eyes Marco but lets the song play through before setting the pipes aside and murmuring]
This place doesn't like me, mate.
[and it's true. He can feel it hitting him oddly everywhere. And just to show, he lets darkness shimmer from his arms until he gets a cold sweat from everything intensifying and can't any more.]
This place doesn't like me, mate.
[and it's true. He can feel it hitting him oddly everywhere. And just to show, he lets darkness shimmer from his arms until he gets a cold sweat from everything intensifying and can't any more.]
[It's not eerie! It's just all of the Order and Balance flowing through her! Totes normal!]
Exploring.... Just seeing how much this place is like my own home forest. [And wow, she can really sense that darkness in him. AHGACK!] Are you alright?
Exploring.... Just seeing how much this place is like my own home forest. [And wow, she can really sense that darkness in him. AHGACK!] Are you alright?
[Nibbles Thatch's fingers affectionately and chirps.]
That's okay, I like you!
[Marco's also going insane, help him.]
That's okay, I like you!
[Marco's also going insane, help him.]
Fly away, bluebird, or I'll swallow you up.
[he doesn't know what's wrong with him. Just this hidden compulsion to fight everything that this island is trying to do to him. Marco being offkilter doesn't help, but he pulls his fingers away from that nibbling beak.]
This place suits you. [somehow. In an odd distant way]
[he doesn't know what's wrong with him. Just this hidden compulsion to fight everything that this island is trying to do to him. Marco being offkilter doesn't help, but he pulls his fingers away from that nibbling beak.]
This place suits you. [somehow. In an odd distant way]
No, it doesn't.
[He shivers, shakes his head, and forces himself back to human, fully tackling Thatch.]
It's driving me nuts, yoi. You too?
[He shivers, shakes his head, and forces himself back to human, fully tackling Thatch.]
It's driving me nuts, yoi. You too?
Pleeeease? [Looks at him with her puppy eyes. You know, the same eyes that not even Tibarn can resist? Yup, she is using it on Marco now.]
Aye.... I am. Even though I know that this place isn't my real home but.... It is all the same. Looking almost just like the way it did before that day...
Aye.... I am. Even though I know that this place isn't my real home but.... It is all the same. Looking almost just like the way it did before that day...
[GAH.]
[So doomed.]
[Of course he moves his hand instantly. Don't look at him like that!]
Ah, then I'm quite glad for you...
[So doomed.]
[Of course he moves his hand instantly. Don't look at him like that!]
Ah, then I'm quite glad for you...
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