The Innocent [Rahzilla & Olvar]
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				Title: <strong>The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 16:52:29</strong>
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				Elaine was a tinker. She enjoyed making things with her hands. It only made sense seeing as she was an airship engineer. It meant she got to travel a lot as well. Who would ever pass up a chance like that? Being able to see the world <em>and </em> get to do what she loved, it was perfect. She was currently on break though and being home in her workshop was amazing. She would spend hours tinkering on things. Fixing appliances around the house, taking odd end jobs with machines, even designing new products. Sometimes she would get so caught up she'd miss meals. <br><br>Nibbling on a sandwich, Elaine put it down as she started to tighten a screw on the side of her latest project. While on her last airship job, she'd come across these crystals in a cave. They emitted their own light once it was dark out. As soon as she saw them, Elaine knew she had to have some. Along with being a tinker, she was also very curious. The idea of being able to harvest the energy in the crystals made her giddy.<br><br>Placing the crystals in a pattern, similar to the star shape she'd found them in,&nbsp; she couldn't help the excited squeal that escaped. This was going to work! The machine was designed to break down the makeup of the crystals and with a large magnetic charge, it would hopefully harvest the light and produce more.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, she flicked the switch and the machine hummed. The sound grew louder and louder. The crystals lit up and started to shake. They're shaking! Wait, why are they shaking? It was then that Elaine noticed the star pattern was glowing as well. The crystals at each corner of the star couldn't be doing this, could they?&nbsp; It was a possibility that they were creating a circuit and that's why it was happening.<br><br>The machine hummed so loud now that she had to back away and cover her ears. Suddenly there were bright flashes and popping noises. The machine was exploding and there was only a split second for Elaine to turn and jump for cover.<br><br>Moments passed after the loud explosion before she opened her eyes and looked around. There was a lot of smoke filling the air. It misted around her workshop and she coughed a bit.&nbsp; Well that hadn't gone as planned. Standing up and dusting herself off, it was then that she heard a voice behind her. That was odd, there was no one who lived near her workshop.&nbsp; So who could have been close enough to hear the explosion? <br><br>Turning around, the smoke started to clear and revealed a tall man with dark hair and odd attire. There were wings on his shoulders and what looked like armor on his chest. He looked very odd indeed.<br><br>"Hello, how can I help you?" She asked at first. Whoever they were, they were just checking out what had happened. "Sorry about the noises. I guess the machine backfired." Laughing once, Elaine moved over to where the machine should be and found nothing. That was weird. All that remained was the star pattern and it was burned into the table.&nbsp; Great! That was an excellent table she would have to get rid of.<br><br>Turning back to face the man, she felt him staring at her. It hurt almost. He wasn't glaring but he didn't seem happy. Where had he come from? And where was her machine?<br><br>Of course, Elaine had no idea just what she'd done. She had no idea what criminal offense she'd committed. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 18:30:44</strong>
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				Jaxom gazed around the little corner of his world that he called his own.&nbsp; He'd purposely moved out to the B'Neal mountains, first because few lived out here and second because few lived out here.&nbsp; He vaguely remembered the wars, first the mage wars, pitting them against....&nbsp; &nbsp;He shook his head, it just wasn't there anymore.&nbsp; Most of his kind didn't even bother trying to remember anything, they only lived for the moment.&nbsp; But the mage war had been terrible, even if he couldn't remember why it was fought.&nbsp; He did remember that something about that war created him and his kind.<br><br>He had notes, written in his own hand, detailing some of what had happened, not that he remembered writing them.&nbsp; Chief among them was the fact that he hadn't been as he was before he'd been something else, less powerful, not possessing magic innately, having to work at it.&nbsp; Tied to that and the condition his kind were in was the fact that he'd believed that the first war had damaged time itself.&nbsp; That explained why his memory was fuzzy, the farther back he tried to remember.&nbsp; Add to that the fact that he wasn't able to.... oh what was that word...&nbsp; others like him, smaller, helpless...&nbsp; CHILDREN!&nbsp; He wasn't able to have children, and he didn't age, but he could be killed, albeit it was difficult, but his kind had become experts at it during the territory wars.&nbsp; <br><br>The territory wars had blasted the land, and corrupted everything it touched as demon fought demon, carving out kingdoms small and large.&nbsp; Armies of slaves, golems, hormunculi, marched at their demon master's whims.&nbsp; Creatures had been brought into being by their masters and some survived today, giving the land a dangerous, writhing edge to it, bathed under the hellish red light of day.&nbsp; <br><br>The wars had mostly settled down, territory wars rarely happened now, the population of demons was a lot less than it had been in the old days.&nbsp; When he felt the first pulls at his body, all of this history flashed through his mind.&nbsp; Quickly he prepared his defenses, trying to determine who would be attacking him and why, it wasn't like he had a desirable territory.&nbsp; As quickly as he brought his defenses up, he felt them being drained away, not stripped and overpowered like they would be in battle, but drained as his his magical powers had been overextended and he couldn't keep them up.&nbsp; <br><br>Rather than continue to let the pull drain him, he let it happen, hoping that he'd be able to use them wherever he was going, instead of having no energy left.&nbsp; <br><br>A blast of light nearly blinded him and he felt a wrenching that nearly made him sick.&nbsp; Thick smoke swirled about him, and he fluttered his wings to push the smoke away from him.&nbsp; His first look around the room he was in confused him, this wasn't anything he was familiar with, buildings didn't look like this and the light streaming into the window wasn't the right color.<br><br>His eyes settled on the only other occupant of the room and what must be the source of his current predicament.&nbsp; His irritation was plain on his face and some on his world might have remembered that to anger one of the remaining first Isters was not something you did lightly.&nbsp; His defenses were weak, barely able to pull together a weak spell shield, his armor was intact and his sword hung at his hip he was relieved to feel.&nbsp; "Why have you brought me here, and just what are you?", he asked struggling with both curiosity and anger.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 19:20:47</strong>
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				Elaine heard him clearly this time and looked a little shocked. What was he talking about? She hadn’t brought him here, she was trying to create a machine that would harvest and utilize the energy of the crystals. Simple really, she had studied them enough and figured out that they had special properties in them that caused the crystals to glow. Of course, she didn’t know why every bunch of crystals she found were placed in the same star pattern that was now burned into her desk, but that didn’t matter right now.<br><br>“I didn’t bring you here. I was merely trying to create a machine to harvest light from crystals,” she stated in a matter-of-fact tone. She didn’t like the tone in his voice. It wasn’t worried or concerned, but angry. She was sorry for disrupting his walk by her workshop, but just because her machine decided to explode on her, didn’t mean that she had lured him here or anything of the sort. She felt herself bristle a bit at the thought of him thinking he was so important or high and mighty.<br><br>“I’m sorry that I interrupted your walk by my workshop, but that isn’t an excuse to go around asking people stupid questions. I mean, ‘what am I’? I’m human, and so are you.” She got a better look at the man now and noticed that the wings were clearing the smoke around him. The smoke was clearing the room faster now and was practically gone, allowing her to see even more of him. He was taller than her, that much was sure. His skin was so pale, it reminded her of an alabaster colour. His hair was of medium length and fell in slight curls around his face. If he hadn’t made her irritated, she would have thought him attractive. Well, even though he had made her irritated, he was still attractive. But that wasn’t the point right now.<br><br>“I have to say, I admire your engineering skills. Not even I enjoy making wings,” she was talking to herself, her irritation slipping away as her curiosity grew. She wanted to know how he managed to make the wings look so life like. They mirrored that of a bat. Walking over to him, she looked at his back and realised that there was no machine attached to the back to power the device. “Wow, how small is the machine?” She asked before standing in front of him again, her eyes glazed over with glee.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 21:25:12</strong>
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				"Create a ma..., ma....", he shook his head irritably.&nbsp; "It doesn't matter, I was in my home and I was forced here.&nbsp; If you didn't do it, who is your master!"&nbsp; He looked around glaring as if looking for another, the source of the magic that pulled him here.&nbsp; <br><br>The word she spoke, human, that sparked something in his memory, something familiar.&nbsp; He was distracted by that though, a brief flash of puzzlement crossing his face.&nbsp; "Wait, what?", puzzlement even more clear on his face now.&nbsp; "What are you talking about?&nbsp; Nobody makes wings."<br><br>His orangish eyes followed her as she looked at his back.&nbsp; He didn't understand her words, but he did realize she was admiring his wings, something he had given himself long ago.&nbsp; Feeling a need to impress her; he swept them up, stretching his wings to the extent of their reach.&nbsp; "There is no whatever you call it.&nbsp; They are a part of me."&nbsp; <br><br>His eyes glanced around again, taking in more details that he'd missed on his first irritable assessment of the room and what he could see outside the window.&nbsp; "Where have you brought me?&nbsp; This can't be anywhere near my home.&nbsp; The light in the sky is only blue in legends and stories!"
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				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 21:54:27</strong>
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				Elaine was even more confused now. What was this man talking about? He most definitely was out for a walk and then came to the noise of the explosion. Unless... could he have injured himself in the explosion? It would make sense why he was talking nonsense if he had. “I don’t have a ‘master’. What do you take me for?” she asked, waiting for him to tell her what he meant. He couldn’t possibly think she was some kind of apprentice or something. There was no way he could possibly assume just because one machine exploded that she was a novice.<br><br>Now that he looked confused, she couldn’t deny that she was as well. He was talking nonsense and seemed very confused. “Did you get injured in the explosion?” She asked carefully. When he said that nobody makes wings, she could only sigh. “I know that. There are no manufacturers of wings right now. But if you could show me, I would love to break into the field!” she was excited now. Watching with interest as he stretched his wings up and out as far as they could go. What the man said next had her confused again. The wings were a part of him... he must be really attached to his wing mechanism.<br><br>Sighing in a frustrated manner this time, she felt tired of him saying she brought him here. “I didn’t bring you here. I was making a machine with these crystals,” she pointed over to the glowing green crystals in the star pattern. “and it exploded. The machine is gone and all that is left is burn marks and the crystals.” She was a little ticked off at that. The machine couldn’t have exploded; where were the pieces from the explosion?<br><br>“Now I know you’re weird, The sky has always been blue. Molecules in the sky scatter more blue light than any other colour due to the gases on the Earth, that’s why the sky is blue. It’s more complicated than that, but that’s the simplest I can explain it.” She wasn’t a scientist, just an engineer. But she knew her way around the world. She was also a tinkerer, she wouldn’t be pleased if something was simple.<br><br>“Are you sure you’re alright? You say those wings are a part of your body and the sky is red. I think you might have hit your head during the explosion.” She said, moving over to him and trying to get him to sit down. “Why don’t you just show me what powers the wings and then we can sort out the rest. How does that sound?” she was eager to see the wings, but she didn’t want to sound rude or like she didn’t care about his well being.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 00:25:16</strong>
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				He was almost dizzy following the excitable woman around as she circled him.&nbsp; "No I'm not injured."&nbsp; He finally stopped trying to turn to face her before he did get dizzy.&nbsp; "What are these strange words you insist on using; machine, manufacture, molecules.&nbsp; Are these the words to spells in this land?&nbsp; Is that why my power is drained away?"&nbsp; <br><br>The crystals she pointed to were something he understood though, vessels for the storage of spells or even just raw magical power.&nbsp; These were weak as he was.&nbsp; Picking one up off of the table, he blew on it, pouring the tiniest bit of his magic into the crystal.&nbsp; The crystal reacted to the magic, flaring brighter, filling the room with green light.&nbsp; These were old magic, almost as old as he was.&nbsp; <br><br>He went to set the crystal back down when he looked at the table and really saw for once what was laid out in front of him and groaned at the recognition.&nbsp; "A pentagram, you've arranged the crystals in a pentagram.&nbsp; These would only be used for teleportation magic, and yet you say you didn't summon me here!&nbsp; Your infernal whatever is probably sitting in my home right now."<br><br>He was trying to control his anger, his chest rising and falling, his dark wings flexing in time with his breathing.&nbsp; He would think she was lying to him, but the sight outside made him reconsider, was he truly someplace very far from his own home?
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				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 01:08:05</strong>
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				As soon as the man asked if the words she were saying were spells, she froze in her tracks. Spells were forbidden here. There had been a war that caused all magic to be banned. The war lasted many long years and only finished about a decade ago. Any magic users that were found out were captured and put in jail. They were put on trial for the crime of using magic and depending on the severity of the magic, they were even executed.<br><br>After realising what this meant she had done, she watched him pick up the crystals and blow on it. The crystal lit up a vibrant green and she started to feel fearful. Hearing his groan only caused her fears to heighten. “A pentagram?” Her voice wavered slightly. Now it was her turn to be confused. Elaine had never studied magic, why would she want to? She had an amazing life working on machines and travelling the world. Why would she need magic? And better yet, why would she want to summon some winged creature to her workshop? <br><br>“I’m sorry, I don’t know anything about magic.” She started, her hands fidgeting in her lap. “There was a war a while back and all magic was banned. I’ve never studied anything about this. I swear!” she was starting to get worked up now. Her breathing started to pick up as she imagined what would happen to her if anyone found out.<br><br>“I mean, I found these crystals in a cave. There were tons of them, all in this same pattern. And I studied them, thinking I could take the light out of them and use it for something else. But I didn’t know that they were magical and that’s why they glowed. I promise.” Elaine was close to panicking. She didn’t know what was going to happen now. It also didn’t help that the man also seemed angry.<br><br>What was she going to do?<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 01:33:14</strong>
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				Jaxom listened to the girl explain what happened and felt himself become less angry and more depressed with each statement.&nbsp; "So nobody here would know how to use these to teleport me back to my home."&nbsp; He inhaled fully, struggling to control himself.&nbsp; "Maybe if I spend some time studying these crystals I can find a way to get back home, it will take time, but might be possible."<br><br>He turned to look at the woman again, realizing that he would need her help in this world, especially if magic was distrusted and forbidden.&nbsp; "I need you to understand what you're dealing with."&nbsp; Slowly he unbuckled his armor, pulling the shimmering plates from his chest and back.&nbsp; With the armor off, he unlaced the black silk shirt he was wearing, stripping down to the waist.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching out he grabbed her wrist, pulling her to him.&nbsp; Sliding her hand along his pale, hot flesh he moved her hand back until she would feel where his wing joined into his back.&nbsp; His orange eyes looked down into hers, "Feel my wings, they are a part of me.&nbsp; I'm not of your world.&nbsp; I'm a prisoner in a world where according to you; magic is forbidden and could mean my death."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 01:57:06</strong>
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				She looked up at him, still feeling worried and scared, but realising that he must be just as scared. “Well, I don’t know. There are people who practice magic, but if they are found, they go to jail. Depending on the severity of the crime, some are even executed. Just asking someone to try to perform magic is a crime.” She stated. Listening to him, she felt her worries flare up again. “You want to study the crystals? Why? If anyone found these in my possession I could be executed!” she was feeling angry with him. Sure, this wasn’t his home, but she could die once he leaves and eventually gets back to wherever it is that he comes from.<br><br>When he started to undress, stating that she needed to understand, she waved her hands back and forth. “Wait a minute. What are you doing?” there was a slight tremble in her voice. She didn’t know what he was trying to make her understand by undressing. She covered her eyes and waited for him, hoping that he would just get dressed again, and immediately. However, she felt his hot skin on her wrist which pulled her closer to him. Uncovering her eyes, she noticed that only his chest was exposed. Oh.<br><br>Watching with interest, the man continued to slide her hand up and over his shoulder until it reached the base of his wings. A loud gasp escaped and she wanted to pull her hand away. However, curiosity won out and she continued to feel his wings. “What are you?” she asked in a quiet voice.<br><br>Eventually Elaine pulled her hand away, looking down at her fingers and what they had touched. It was then that realisation hit her. “You want to leave, I understand. But, but what happens when you do? I mean if anyone ever found out, I’d die.” She was rubbing the side of her arm nervously. She didn’t want to sound selfish or anything, but couldn’t he just stay and protect her or something? She had no right to ask that of the man she had brought to her world unwillingly.<br><br>Looking over at the crystals, she had to do something. “I’m sorry, but I really should burn these crystals or something. As much as you’d like to go home and not die, I’d also like to not die.” She sounded meek again. She was trembling now, fearful for her life.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 03:56:35</strong>
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				He looked at her oddly for a moment, "If you are so worried about being found with these crystals, then why do you have them?"&nbsp; As much as his people were selfish and solitary, he felt somewhat different here.&nbsp; Here not everyone had something to gain by killing him, the very rules of life were different it seemed.<br><br>He looked at the crystals again, a thoughtful look crossing his face.&nbsp; "But if magic can't be used in this world, how about your...", he waved his hand in a gesture partly dismissing, "machines and manufacturing.&nbsp; Can they return me to my world?"&nbsp; He shook his head at the futility, if only he had even a few items from his home, but he had nothing, just his armor and his sword.&nbsp; <br><br>He picked up the silk shirt and slid it on, smoothing out the creases and wrinkles.&nbsp; Deciding to take a different tact he sighed heavily.&nbsp; "Let's try this again.&nbsp; I'm Jaxom, member of the first ister of Sirian and lately hermit of the B'Neal mountains."&nbsp; He gave her an almost courtly bow."
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				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 04:27:29</strong>
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				She frowned at him for a moment. “Because I didn’t know they were magical!” her voice cracked in the middle of the word ‘magical’. She felt as if she were on the verge of tears. If she had known they were magical, she would have left them alone. But it was her fault for not knowing anything about magic. If she knew at least the basics of what to look out for, then she would have been safe.<br><br>&nbsp;Elaine thought about what he asked her. She doubted that any machine in her world could bring him back to where he belonged. She knew that he didn’t come from some part of Earth. So bringing him home would be even more difficult. If magic brought him here, then it was likely that only magic could send him home. “As far as I’m understanding this, you came from a different world. I don’t know of any device or machine that can connect to another world. Meaning, if magic brought you here, only magic can bring you back.” She stated slowly. This probably wasn’t something he would be pleased to hear.<br><br>Watching him bow to her, she was tempted to reach out and touch his wings again but felt it would be rude. He had given her permission to touch his wings earlier, maybe there was something taboo about touching another person’s wings.<br><br>“I’m Elaine, airship engineer and world traveller, if you want a title...” she said, giving him a small curtsy. Was he some kind of lord or something where he was from? And what was an ister?<br><br>Now that he had his shirt on again, she could finally look over at him. She didn’t want to be rude, but needed to know. “If magic is the only way to bring you home, and I don’t know how to perform magic, then what will you do?” She was curious. He could stay with her she guessed, but she’d have a hard time explaining where he came from. And even worse, what his wings were. “I guess, until you figure out how to get back home, you could stay here. Since I’m the one who technically brought your here,” she was trying to remain calm. <br><br>“I’m sorry if this is rude, but are you able to hide your wings? They’ll be hard to explain to other people....”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 06:50:29</strong>
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				"Honestly I have no idea what an.... airship engineer is, but from your other words, I assume that travel around your world is safe?&nbsp; People do not defend their territories to keep others out?"&nbsp; He couldn't quite fathom a world where one did not have to battle every moment to survive and keep from being destroyed.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaxom sat down in a nearby chair, folding his wings tight against his body.&nbsp; "So my options are to risk endangering your life and mine in an effort to go home, or remove the risk and probably never see my home again."&nbsp; He reached out to the nearby table and picked up the crystal he'd been handling earlier.&nbsp; "Oddly enough it is easy to snuff out magic."&nbsp; He concentrated for a moment and the light in the crystal dimmed, being drawn into him.&nbsp; Finally the crystal was left, dull and lifeless, the stone white, with shades of gray throughout.<br><br>As she looked at his wings, he chuckled, Yes, it might be a good idea to get rid o them.&nbsp; He closed his eyes for a moment, opening them to stare at her with blue eyes, his wings having disappeared from&nbsp; view.&nbsp; "What wings?", he asked with a mischievous chuckle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>21-01-2015, 15:27:23</strong>
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				Elaine looked over at Jaxom and tilted her head to the side. “Is travelling in your world not safe?” She couldn’t imagine a world where it would be dangerous to travel. Of course, during the war, it had been that way. No one wanted to leave their homes in fear of what magic might be used on them. But now everything was peaceful again. Elaine loved travelling so much that it was just hard to imagine not being able to do it. “Well, we have borders and such, each country has its own rules you have to abide by, but they let people through easily enough. Unless you’re a criminal trying to do bad or something.” She smiled to him. <br><br>So his options seemed very point blank. It was either he attempt to go home, risking both their lives, or he remain here. She didn’t think that he would want to remain here, he wasn’t a being of this world. He had magic inside him which he seemed to use easily. It was demonstrated to her when he touched the crystal and the light dimmed until it was dull and lifeless, the crystal was a completely different colour. People of this world had to cast spells and enchantments to be able to use magic like that, whereas he seemed to do it with thought alone. <br><br>She watched with interest as his eyes closed, wings shrinking into his back and disappearing. When he looked at her again, his eyes were a different colour now. Shaking her head at his chuckle, she started to set about cleaning up. Sure the smoke had cleared, but there was still a mess she had to get rid of. “You say that magic is easy to ‘snuff’ out, right? Are you able to get rid of burn marks?” She was referring to the pentagram that was now burned into her table. Elaine wanted to save the table if possible, besides, she would have to hide that big piece of evidence anyways. If Jaxom were able to get rid of it for her, then great.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>22-01-2015, 00:46:34</strong>
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				Jaxom was slightly more exerted from having shift shapes than he'd have expected.&nbsp; In his own world he was considered extremely powerful, yet here he felt almost weak.&nbsp; He shook his head as he looked over the table she questioned him about, "No in my world, to travel is usually to violate another's domain.&nbsp; Doing so usually provokes a territory war.&nbsp; My people..., well we're certainly not sociable.&nbsp; Usually those we meet are either enemies, slaves, or those destined to be slaves."&nbsp; He continued to shake his head ruefully realizing that he'd spent decades, if not longer talking to his library because there had been no one else to talk to, and that now he had someone to talk to, he didn't know exactly who to react, none of this was as he'd have expected.<br><br>The table should be able to be cleaned by a simple restoration spell.&nbsp; Closing his eyes for a moment he concentrated on the pattern of energy that would repair the table.&nbsp; The actual casting was the same he'd cast it the day before and the day before that, but the aftermath was nothing like he'd expected.&nbsp; He sank to his knees, his eyes almost closed, his lungs laboring to breath.&nbsp; The lights that flashed through his brain and the dizziness were almost more than he could bear, in fact he couldn't remember ever feeling like this before.&nbsp; Slowly he crumpled to the ground, limp and barely conscious. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 17:04:59</strong>
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				That was weird. Why would entering another’s domain cause a territory war? What if you were visiting a friend and had to cross another’s territory to get there? Unless, maybe they used the crystals as she had to transport themselves to their acquaintance’s house.<br><br>“That sounds a little lonely,” She said idly, staring down at her hands in her lap. Who did he talk to? Who was there for him to talk to? The thought of slaves didn’t appeal to her, but she imagined that slaves wouldn’t be allowed to speak openly the way others were. So that meant Jaxom had no one to talk to. Sure, Elaine wasn’t the most social person, aside from when she travelled, but she would go crazy if she had absolutely no one to talk to. Sure, solitude was great and all, but if she ever felt lonely, she could call up a friend or send a telegram. Did Jaxom have something like that?<br><br>She watched as he attempted to clean the table before a shocked expression crossed her features. The way he looked, his breathing laboured and his eyes squeezed shut as if he were in pain. And then he crumpled to the floor. As soon as he started to fall, Elaine moved over to try to catch him. She managed to catch him but found that he dragged her to the ground with his weight. He felt so heavy, and she knew it wasn’t just because he was taller and more muscular than she was. It was similar to when a pet died, their body become stiff and heavy for whatever reason. She hadn’t looked into the reason as to why before, but that wasn’t important right now.<br><br>“Jaxom? Jaxom can you hear me?” she gently shook him, placing her hand against his cheek to check his temperature. He wasn’t dead, he was still rather warm, so that was a good sign. She sat on the floor with Jaxom lying in her arms, his head resting against her arm. She had to do something, but what? She knew she couldn’t lift him up and then carry him over to her house. Her workshop was a fair distance away from her house for safety reasons. If it were too close, then when her experiments backfired, then it could be hazardous for her house and belongings.<br><br>Trying not to dwell on thoughts of whether she should have built her workshop closer to home, she instead tried to focus on waking Jaxom up. She could be patient and wait. Still holding him, she waited for something, anything. He seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness. It was best that she didn’t leave him alone right now.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 21:18:57</strong>
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				"Urg", his throat growled for a moment, his eyes flickering open and closed.&nbsp; "That shouldn't have taken nearly that much out of me for a simple restoration spell."&nbsp; He struggled to sit up and fell back into the girls lap.&nbsp; His hand landed on her bare wrist, his skin making direct contact with hers.&nbsp; <br><br>He gasped as a surge raced through him, from her, energizing him in an unexpected way, similar to the rush of magic he was used to, but different.&nbsp; He felt a heat, some sort of inner fire transfer into her as he drew life from her.&nbsp; The weakness faded as he touched her, quickly able to sit up again and the headache fading away quickly.<br><br>He quickly realized how entangled they were, both from his original fall and then his aborted attempt to rise.&nbsp; She was so very close, his eyes just inches from hers.&nbsp; "This world of yours really doesn't like magic does it.&nbsp; In many, many years, I've never had a drain like that from something so simple.&nbsp; I've fought large scale wars, casting spells for days without it feeling like this."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rahzilla</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 02:14:38</strong>
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				Hearing Jaxom mumble and groan made Elaine feel relieved. She had thought that something bad had happened to him. She had only just met the man but that didn’t mean she was heartless. She may not know much about him, but she felt it wouldn’t be hospitable of her to not care for someone she had summoned against their will.<br><br>“Are you okay?” She asked as he told her that the spell he cast shouldn’t have taken as much out of him. Did that mean that something was wrong? She hoped not.<br><br>As Jaxom moved to stand, she was about to do the same when he started to fall back into her arms. This time they tumbled a bit as she tried to protect him to the best of her abilities. Even if the roles of chivalry would dictate it was Jaxom’s role to protect her, he was injured at this moment so it should be acceptable for her to take his job right now.<br><br>When Jaxom’s hand touched her bare skin, she felt something warm leave his skin and travel through her veins. It made her shiver at the odd sensation. She had never felt anything like it before. When he sat up, Elaine didn’t notice how close they were at first. She was still looking at him, worried whether he was all right or not, and their close proximity evaded her thoughts. Was he sure he was alright? <br><br>As he spoke about magic, she only found herself lost at his words. She knew exactly what he had said, but it was as if he were trying to explain a new physics theory to her. Magic was very confusing to her. “I’m not sure, I’ve never studied magic before.” She told him honestly. It was only right that she be honest with him.<br><br>Although, she wanted to ask what that feeling was when they touched. Was that normal? Jaxom had wings which he could make appear and disappear, he obviously wasn’t human. So did that mean that the feelings she had felt were part of what he was? If that were the case, would it be rude to ask him about it?<br><br>Finally realising how close they were, she moved away, her hands leaving his grasp as she scooted away from him. “Sorry, I didn’t realise how close we were.” She had a faint blush on her cheeks. If she had noticed earlier, she wouldn’t have let them remain as close as they had been.<br><br>Standing up, Elaine was about to offer her hand to help him up, but grew nervous. Would she feel that same sensation from before? Maybe it would be best not to touch him right now? She was confused.<br><br>“I think it’s only right to ask what you would like to do. I have a guest room that you could use for the time being. That is, as long as you don’t mind staying with me until you figure out what you’re going to do.” She told him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Innocent [Rahzilla &amp; Olvar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olvar</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 00:53:23</strong>
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				"I think that would be best for me to take you up on your offer of a room.&nbsp; This world of yours is too strange and foreign, I would make too many mistakes and end up quickly dead."&nbsp; He rubbed his hand absently where it touched her, the warmth the he felt lingering within him, almost like the fire he felt within when working magics.&nbsp; <br><br>The realization that he'd touched someone else, hit him hard, it has been....&nbsp; His mind shied away from calculating just how long it had been since he'd last touched someone.&nbsp; He vaguely remembered doing it though, and it hadn't felt like this, nor had it lingered.&nbsp; "Do your people have some strange ability with touch?"&nbsp; He'd heard of some of the rare transmuters that would change things with a touch.&nbsp; She'd said her people didn't practice magic, but maybe it was called something else here.&nbsp; <br><br>His headache and weakness had also passed with his touch of her and he felt much stronger than he had since he'd been pulled to this strange world.&nbsp; 
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