<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c1/65259.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Julia Brown/Ms. Venus (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347850.msg16403280#msg16403280)<br/><strong>Pronouns:</strong>She/Her<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Yellow Brick Road, Seattle, Washington<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>March 24, 2014<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Hero Points:</strong>1>0<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348757.msg16425559#msg16425559">Quote from: Outcast on 13-03-2023, 22:23:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/LordEtheric.jpg)</div><br/>Julia, meanwhile, unsurprisingly succeeded in catching the attention of the flying mage.  He smiled down at her, before spreading his arms and settling gracefully back down amidst the glittering dust and debris coating the yellow bricks of the Row.  The modulation effect remained in place on his voice, though thankfully at a much lower volume than before.<br/><br/><strong>"My, my.  Aren't you a delightful vision.  The first to step forward and -"</strong><br/><br/>Unfortunately for what had seemed set to be a thoroughly successful start to Julia's plan - but perhaps fortunately for her ability to maintain a straight face - Lord Etheric's attention was jerked away from his attempt to 'charm' her by a rumbling, cascading, multi-stage crash.  Some distance behind him, a pair of steel I-beams were just in the process of ripping themselves free of the torn-open frontage of a building, resulting in a slithering tumble out and down of a significant portion of the remaining structure.<br/><br/>As the great lengths of twisted steel swung out into thin air, moving elegantly up and out to spiral around the hovering blonde in her unconventional armour, Lord Etheric looked back to Ms Venus.<br/><br/><strong>"This is <em>so cool</em>, isn't it?"</strong> he enthused, gesturing happily with both hands.  <strong>"Oh!  Sorry - I was going to give you a gift.  Here, let me give you something more suitable to wear...."</strong><br/><br/>As he spoke, his hands moved again... this time with appreciably more purpose, and - in spite of his pretension and apparent megalomaniacal tendencies - no small degree of elegance.  Indeed, from what Julia could make out, the mage(?) before her was now infused with sufficient paranormal energy (and fine enough control of it) that he was not an inconsiderable 'super' in his own right.  The effortless degree of coordination and casual restraint in his motions would suggest that he might well be on a par with her when it came to mounting an active physical defence of himself.  And to display such control of magic (or whatever it really was) with barely any evident effort required would imply a truly formidable strength of will.  The amount of magic <em>in</em> him might well make him impressively durable, too - though if that could be bypassed to affect his biology with a toxin, or if he could simply be mundanely worn out, then his body might very well still function on a merely-mundane level.<br/><br/>Of course, those might all be affected by whatever 'spells' the mage could work via conscious magical creation rather than a simple flow of it through him... but Julia was confident that she had got a decent initial 'read' on him.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">For Julia</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Parry</strong> and <strong>Dodge</strong>: very similar to Julia's own.<br/><strong>Will</strong>: almost certainly appreciably better than Julia's.<br/><strong>Toughness</strong>: probably very impressive by most standards... but unlikely to match Julia (even without considering her Impervious effect).<br/><strong>Fortitude</strong>: very probably a lot worse than Julia's.<br/></div></div><br/><br/>His wardrobe-alteration (or "gift") started to form around Julia with quite startling speed... but she was too experienced (and too cynical) to passively wait for whatever-it-was to finish forming.  Instead, she twisted sharply away - succeeding in disrupting the spell before it had a chance to complete.  There was a definite impression of slinky black glossiness, and of a rapidly-growing degree of solidity around her waist and under her bust: whatever Lord Etheric had been conjuring up had seemed to have tangible <em>reality</em> to it rather than being some purely-visual illusion.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey!  Hold still!"</strong> Lord Etheric protested.  <strong>"I can do <em>so</em> much better for you than that outfit!"</strong><br/><br/>He might not be entranced... but he was certainly giving her most of his attention.  Sadly, he didn't even seem to have registered her suggestion to <em>help</em> those in need.  Altering Julia's 'look' was apparently a far more pressing matter than attending to any peons.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Now that she has his attention, she's going to use it!<br/><br/>"Do better for these people instead!" Julia said as she crossed her arms and floated up before him, then sweeping an arm over the carnage on the street.  "Show them you're a worthy 'lord.'  Use that power to keep the streets clear for rescue vehicles... or just sit down somewhere and don't make things worse.  You have a big choice to make here, hero or villain!"  She was definitely channeling her inner mom.<br/><br/>She really hoped she wouldn't have to get into a punch-up with him... it was the last thing anyone needed at the moment.  And who knows how this improvised costume would hold up.  Maybe she should have let him set her up.  But no, stay focused!<br/><br/>[sblock=OOC]<br/>At 2023-03-21 02:50:18, Ms Venus (uid: 55536) rolls: 1d20a12 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=163807)<br/>Ugh, I'm spending a Hero Point.<br/>At 2023-03-21 02:52:24, Ms Venus (uid: 55536) rolls: 1d20a12 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=163808)  An 8, when you roll under a 10, you add 1 to that roll, so it's a total of 30 to try and get him to help out or at least stand down.<br/>