Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)
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				Title: <strong>Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>08-02-2023, 18:51:08</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230128/978514e0a36f6c5ce2ad81b365bf1998.png)</div><div align="center">--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div align="center">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055266036494110760/1068971257212715168/image.png)</div><br>_Links_<br>Recruitment Thread: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348024.0<br>Character Thread: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.0<br><br>This will be our natural place to carry out any side scenes you want to handle between main story plots.<br><br>Please Use This Header Below With Your Posts<br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=3](Character Picture Here)[/img] [/floatleft]<br>[b]Character Name:[/b] [i][url=(Link From Character Thread Here)](Character Name Here)[/url][/i]<br>[b]Main Progeny Crystal:[/b] [i][/i]<br>[b]Wearing:[/b]<br>[b]HP:[/b] [i]/[/i]<br>[b]EP:[/b] [i]/[/i]<br><br>[b]Time:[/b] [i][/i]<br>[b]Location:[/b] [i][/i]<br>[b]Tagging | Mentioning:[/b] |<br>[b]Notes:[/b]<br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Envious</strong> on <strong>19-02-2023, 18:11:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9tvxbXt.jpg])</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Melody Yeoh (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16381559#msg16381559)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>The Creator of Paradise</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> rainbow knit (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b2/76/75/b27675ff579eb41da9a68bee0d1e72e3.jpg), white tank top, blue jeans, green converse shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> 55<em>/</em>55<br><strong>EP:</strong> 70<em>/</em>70<br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>July 2, 3:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Alexis &amp; Bridgette | Anyone who comes<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr> <strong></strong><br>...continued from (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348577.msg16407844#msg16407844)...<br><br>Melody welcomed anyone who wanted to come on the adventure with her and initiated pleasant small talk centered on their strange new surroundings. She hadn't yet wrapped her head around what&nbsp; it meant to be in Gelegenheit and not Earth. She hadn't taken the time to process the magnitude of what it meant to be abducted from her very active life or the worry it would cause family, friends, and schoolmates. She was focused on the present moment and soaking it all in.<br><br><strong>"Have you ever seen anything like it?"</strong> she asked, squatting down to look at the cabbit rolling around in the grass. She took another moment to appreciate the oddity before getting up and continuing on her merry way. <strong>"This place is beautiful! Minus the explosions. I don't think that woman - Aurelia - should be so excited to blow things up."</strong> She held up her wand. <strong>"Or maybe we'll all be excited about blowing things up by the end of this,"</strong> she said cryptically, now wondering if her wicce stick was possible of conducting such feats. That wasn't a very nice thing to do, but bad guys needed blowing up sometimes. The thought of blowing up a bad person just an hour ago would have been a morally objectionably thing to do, further highlighting that she wasn't really connecting with the seriousness of the situation yet.<br><br>Her pace slowed to a stop. <strong>"I- Huh. I thought it was... It moved."</strong> She looked at her companions, seeking confirmation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>19-02-2023, 19:26:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6Uf9VJp.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Bridgette Alderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16377488#msg16377488)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Geist</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Simple blouse and skirt combo with matching thigh high stockings<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1500</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Melody and Alexis |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has no shoes on<br><hr><br>Bridgette was starting to regret following Melody, due to the simple fact she lacked any appreciable footwear, her thigh-highs the only thing she had on to cover her feet at the moment.&nbsp; At least the place had a lot of grass.&nbsp; She was still doing her best not to have a nervous breakdown over the fact they'd all been shunted away from their homes to fight in some magical war without even being given the courtesy of declining the "invitation".&nbsp; The part of her that was still a fan of anime, meanwhile, was jumping around, cartwheeling and squeeing over the fact she'd been isekai'd for real, but that part had always been a bit out of touch so it was being mostly ignored for the time being.<br><br>"Not in real life," she replied to Melody as she observed the cabbit, doing her best not to coo over how cute it was.&nbsp; Damn it, this situation was serious!&nbsp; Stop being wowed, brain!&nbsp; Brain?&nbsp; Oh, right, holding back a freak-out and cartwheels.&nbsp; "Having a taste for pyromania is a bit concerning, but this is a different world so maybe that's more common here?"&nbsp; She shrugged, unable to even guess what society was like in this place after all.&nbsp; "You're right... what the heck is it?&nbsp; Is it alive or something?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>20-02-2023, 15:36:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://preview.redd.it/28ow4fgkpne31.jpg?width=640&amp;crop=smart&amp;auto=webp&amp;s=d189634974704b60ab0aa211a4d99a897306c434) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Mugi Hakase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16392316#msg16392316)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Iskandar</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Checked Blazer, Black Dress (https://d2w9m16hs9jc37.cloudfront.net/upload/Sumi_Blog/1904_blazer_dress_inspo/5_total_look.jpg?1555419176067), No Shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> July 2nd, 3:00pm XST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau - Guest Rooms</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>Continued From Here..... (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348577.msg16408602#msg16408602)<br><br>Mugi was least pleased that, despite a few rugs here and there, the cabin-like nature of this villa led to a lot of even and flat wooden floors that worked smoothly with her wheelchair. Hence, riding over to the first of the bedrooms that had been set up for the girls was much less uncomfortable than getting herself through the grass outside. Admittedly though, she would either be going first or going last when they got to the door since it wasn't wide enough for her to slip in at the same time however. <br><br>The black-haired dork then got a good scan about the room, noticing that the sleeping situation that was alloted to them was a bunk bed. There was kind of a single bed-like structure off to the side, but that seemed to be more sized for a pet of some sort? "Ummm....I hope you d-don't mind, Fennu...b-but I need to have the bottom bunk?...." Mugi explained in a way that seemed like she was questioning for permission of all things. Nonetheless, it was quite obvious why she needed it.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fb/dc/35/fbdc35466943e0dfb2edfb656b27adef.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dice</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 02:51:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.fashionhanfu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/fashion-hanfu-black-hanfu-dress-1.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Fennu (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055259521792090144/1064213183113469992/image.png)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Crystelia Ignis</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Cheongsam for reasons of mourning.<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>60/60</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1500</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>New bedroom, Coven HQ </em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Mugi |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has luggage with her.<br><hr><br>There was a soft smile at the request of the bottom bunk. Fennu motioned to it wordlessly but clearly amused at the request. She was not laughing at the woman she was clearly about to share a room with, but at the way she had seemed worried that such a reasonable request may be taken. The stutter in her voice, the fear that a fight may come from this. Fennu decided the first thing to so was to alay the idea there was going to be such conflict.<br><br>"Miss, it is well enough for you to request that your needs be seen too. I am unable to see any reason such a request would be unreasonable." <br><br>A small little chuckle and then Fennu sought somewhere to unpack. Opening her large suitcase and taking out clearly feminine clothing. There was nothing here that would ever be worn by a man. Skirts, blouses, dresses, stockings. It seems like the woman had opened up a suitcase and taking out a dolls wardrobe, not a modern woman's one. There was two things that did stand out though. A full body swimsuit and some body fitting tights. The tights very much at odds with the rest of the clothing if for anything else the way they were clearly made to reveal more of the womans body then anything else she seemed to own. <br><br>Then she opened the backback and took out a pad, a pencil case, a laptop came out and then slid back in. Fennu sat, opened the pad and the case taking out a pencil and started to scetch slowly. It seemed this was not a skill she had but was one she was trying to devlope. The images of non human faces all looked quite good, but nothing with a face ever looked quite right. <br><br>"Last thing I remember I was in a train station coming come from a trip. I guess if I was going to step into this place, that was better then having just walked out of the shower."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 03:51:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://preview.redd.it/28ow4fgkpne31.jpg?width=640&amp;crop=smart&amp;auto=webp&amp;s=d189634974704b60ab0aa211a4d99a897306c434) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Mugi Hakase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16392316#msg16392316)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Iskandar</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Checked Blazer, Black Dress (https://d2w9m16hs9jc37.cloudfront.net/upload/Sumi_Blog/1904_blazer_dress_inspo/5_total_look.jpg?1555419176067), No Shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> July 2nd, 3:00pm XST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau - Guest Rooms</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>Fortunately for the bumbling composer, her awkward request was met with a light smile from the other woman to start off. While Fennu had been soft spoken, there hadn't been much for the panic-laden dork to get a read on her besides the fact she seemed utterly focused when she had a thought on her mind above all else. "O-Oh...umm.....I mean...that's true." Mugi preciously sputtered out as the words that followed from the other woman did have quite the point in the end. "I've never really shared a bunk with anyone before though, Fennu. Y-You can just call me Hakase though by the way." She admitted, having been an only child.<br><br>While the sight of Fennu have entirely feminine clothing in her suitcase was surprising, the curious dork didn't exactly find it too unfamiliar. After all, her wardrobe had nary a pair of pants to be found due to skirts being of a greater ease to slip on for the most part. Her eyes then briefly drew to a garment she had seen before at several moments she had stumbled upon the Olympics on tv or the gymnastics club members carrying their stuff back then, though it was honestly less concealing than this one. Mugi genuine wondered how much she worked out to have such a custom garment, mostly using a bunch of arm exercises and other things involving her chair to keep in shape herself.<br><br>Nonetheless, she seemed to be far more interested in what Fennu might be drawing when she got her sketch pad out, admittedly always interested when she got to watch someone be passionate in any sort of art. However, she preciously rocked in her chair when she was caught off guard by the other woman suddenly spoke to her again out of the blue. She was clearly not too experienced with connections that were positive because when you stood out in Japan, oh boy did you stand out in a country where efficient harmony was held above all else. <br><br>"I can d-definitely see why. I was at m-my apartment, but I wasn't really carrying anything when I rolled outside be-.....S-So why were you tra-traveling if I m-may ask?" Mugi started to reply, appearing to ever so briefly zone out. She seemed to shudder when she get closer to the reason she went outside and completely skip over to asking more about Fennu. Admittedly, that moment had still been in the back of her head ever since she had teleported here and had no idea how to really process it. She never really had experienced what it was like to confide her feelings like that despite much she had seen it on the various dramas and anime she had watched in the past.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dice</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 04:11:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.fashionhanfu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/fashion-hanfu-black-hanfu-dress-1.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Fennu (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055259521792090144/1064213183113469992/image.png)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Crystelia Ignis</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Cheongsam for reasons of mourning.<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>60/60</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1500</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>New bedroom, Coven HQ </em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Mugi |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has luggage with her.<br><hr><br>Fennu was focusing on her drawing, sketching the room but not the people in it as she sat. People where hard, object simple enough to get the spirit of the scene. "Why was I traveling? I had to visit family. I live in Hong Kong now but I grew up in the plains outside of Chengdu. So these is a long way back and forth. Since I can use the train to get around that is what I did, I was heading back home when this happened, whatever this is." She let out a sigh and looked up.<br><br>"I have no idea what is going on here really. I know what they say, but there is just, there is more reason to think I am having a mental breakdown then actually think this may all be true. But until someone shows me a reason to not act like this is true I am going to take this chance you know? Because what do I have to go back to? If this is not real then it is real enough to lose myself in. If this is real then the outcome is the same, better here then home."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 04:23:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://preview.redd.it/28ow4fgkpne31.jpg?width=640&amp;crop=smart&amp;auto=webp&amp;s=d189634974704b60ab0aa211a4d99a897306c434) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Mugi Hakase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16392316#msg16392316)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Iskandar</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Checked Blazer, Black Dress (https://d2w9m16hs9jc37.cloudfront.net/upload/Sumi_Blog/1904_blazer_dress_inspo/5_total_look.jpg?1555419176067), No Shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> July 2nd, 3:00pm XST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau - Guest Rooms</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>Mugi nodded along as Fennu spoke of how she had currently been on a trip back to visit her family in the countryside, desperately trying to get lost in that peaceful notion rather than the memory that was ever-tauntingly bouncing around in the back of her brain! However, it was the moment that her fellow woman in shortness looked up with a sigh that she found herself faced and stuck with the "reality" when Fennu unleashed just what happened to be on her mind. Especially when there finally seemed to be someone else playing along not out of confidence or anger, but just consigned confusion.<br><br>"I do-don't even know if I....st-stopped at the balcony....I'm not r-really sure of....anything....." The poor thing vaguely squeaked out, tears starting to run down her cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dice</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 04:32:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.fashionhanfu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/fashion-hanfu-black-hanfu-dress-1.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Fennu (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055259521792090144/1064213183113469992/image.png)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Crystelia Ignis</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Cheongsam for reasons of mourning.<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>60/60</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1500</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>New bedroom, Coven HQ </em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Mugi |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has luggage with her.<br><hr><br>It seemed time to stop flittering from one spoken like to another and actually pay attention. The long trained line of "Be seen, speak only when spoken too" had long echoed in her mind, right now it seemed it was the moment she was being spoken too and this was important. So she blew across her page and waited for the tiny unseen bits of her pencil to drift away before she closed the book and set it down, then placed the pencil on top of the closed cover, showing that now she was not focused elsewhere. For the first time since she had cut the guard open, she was not lost in another space. She was wholly precent in the room. <br><br>"What does it matter what we are sure of? I have no idea why I am here, I mean that. Spoken words of magic do not really mean much to me... that sentence was badly structured, let me try that again... I know that the ladies say it is magic, I have no way to prove otherwise. I know I do not believe in magic but I also know I would have been willing to trade a lot to leave that life I was living behind. So I am here. Does the how or why matter if the outcome is the same? We get a new start. Whatever we were doing, planning, dreaming or or hoping for, it is gone. Now we have this, whatever this is and I see right now more to be offered by this then I had back home."<br><br>She reached into her backpack and puttled out a toietries bag, taking out tissues and offering them over. "Here." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 04:56:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://preview.redd.it/28ow4fgkpne31.jpg?width=640&amp;crop=smart&amp;auto=webp&amp;s=d189634974704b60ab0aa211a4d99a897306c434) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Mugi Hakase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16392316#msg16392316)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Iskandar</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Checked Blazer, Black Dress (https://d2w9m16hs9jc37.cloudfront.net/upload/Sumi_Blog/1904_blazer_dress_inspo/5_total_look.jpg?1555419176067), No Shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> July 2nd, 3:00pm XST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau - Guest Rooms</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>The sniffling composer was soon fortunately met with an extreme rarity when the "shorter" of the two of suddenly blew off the graphic from her sketchpad and set it down.......a person's full and genuine attention to her feelings. Even the staff that liked her songs or the fans felt intertwined with them really looked at her as just a person with general feelings and issues that seriously needed to be attended to. So while Fennu's first few words didn't address the balcony, they were addressing one of the biggest chunks of her worries at least which meant a lot.<br><br>The flustered woman most certainly nodded when it came to the shared point that they both just weren't seeming to emotionally thrive, much less survive in whatever their past situations before stepping through those doors had been. "W-Well......it is nice t-to have people t-to...actually talk to i-in here...compared to Earth....." She squeaked out as she went over Fennu's words in her head, trying to focus on the fact she had made more social progress in the last half hour than she ever had in the past twenty-six years with this "new start". "Th-Thank you, Fennu." Mugi was quick to add as she used one of the tissues to start wiping her cheeks a bit. ".....Could you b-be my friend?....You're th-the only one that s-seems to understand me." She asked, once again still a bit stuck on making molehills out of humane requests and not exactly used to discussing friendship. Understanding Mugi was seemingly quite the high bar back over on the Earth with how she phrased it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dice</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 05:06:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.fashionhanfu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/fashion-hanfu-black-hanfu-dress-1.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Fennu (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055259521792090144/1064213183113469992/image.png)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Crystelia Ignis</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Cheongsam for reasons of mourning.<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>60/60</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1500</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>New bedroom, Coven HQ </em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Mugi |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has luggage with her.<br><hr><br>"Um, I can but try. I am not normally good with people miss, if that makes sense. Most of the people around me were there to train me or to assist in that task or to be trained too. It was not an environment suited well to long friendships." There was a kind of odd smile on her face then, thinking about how maybe she had actually gotten out of that mess of a life now. <br><br>"Here is the real truth of this place if it is true." She said forming the thought as she spoke it. "We are... meant to be a team yes? We have been given the same goal, the same request made of us all. So we will need to act as a whole, a group. Before this what I did was mostly an individualist pursuit. So yes, I am happy to be around you, get to know you, spend time with you. But if I am ready the writing on the wall here that will be expected of us all." <br><br>A pause and then she thought perhaps she was not answering this question the best. "But as a person, outside of the team as a whole, I see no reason I would not be adverse to enjoying your company. I mean we may be the only two Asian's on this whole world for all I know, so best we stick together. Goodness knows a bunch of creepy men will be paying attention to us if we are the first of our race they have ever seen." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 05:28:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://preview.redd.it/28ow4fgkpne31.jpg?width=640&amp;crop=smart&amp;auto=webp&amp;s=d189634974704b60ab0aa211a4d99a897306c434) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Mugi Hakase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16392316#msg16392316)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Iskandar</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Checked Blazer, Black Dress (https://d2w9m16hs9jc37.cloudfront.net/upload/Sumi_Blog/1904_blazer_dress_inspo/5_total_look.jpg?1555419176067), No Shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> July 2nd, 3:00pm XST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau - Guest Rooms</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>"Well...I'm k-kind of new to....h-having friends....myself. I mostly stayed in my r-room a lot b-before I moved out a-and then it was most just awkward w-with coworkers. So, w-we're both in th-the same boat?" The bumbling dork responded with reassurance and an odd smile in kind. In all honestly, if anything, it was a massive relief for the bespectacled composer that she had managed to find a friend that was seemingly leagues closer to her level of social skills. Melody was very kind of course, but she never really felt "caught up" around her.<br><br>Admittedly, one of the connections she was surprised to find her nodding along in agreement with was the mention of attracting very much unwanted male attention! "H-Have.....Have you been.....chased b-by creepy guys that cl-claimed to be fans too?" Mugi was quick to ask, feeling the mention of Fennu previously having an individualist pursuit might have set her in a celebrity lifestyle herself. "Umm...anyways...you certainly have a point. The magical girls in the sh-shows I've seen....at least the ones that aren't h-horror shows....worked as a team to accomplish what they needed. I'm p-perfectly glad to have y-you as the first one I get to know and spend time with." The frazzled geek tried to get back on track.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dice</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 05:32:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.fashionhanfu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/fashion-hanfu-black-hanfu-dress-1.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Fennu (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055259521792090144/1064213183113469992/image.png)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Crystelia Ignis</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Cheongsam for reasons of mourning.<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>60/60</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1500</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>New bedroom, Coven HQ </em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Mugi |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has luggage with her.<br><hr><br>There was a soft chuckle as Fennu nodded. "Creepy fans yes." There was a long silence and then she shook her head. "I was interacting with one just before I got here. To say things simply, I really am not a fan of those who feel they deserve things because of some reason that they think makes them better then others. Too many people who think that way tend to do so thinking that as men, women are meant to be owned. I am, I am not of the mind to agree. So, I um, may have a history of hurting them." She said with a wicked little smile. "I like hurting them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 05:49:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://preview.redd.it/28ow4fgkpne31.jpg?width=640&amp;crop=smart&amp;auto=webp&amp;s=d189634974704b60ab0aa211a4d99a897306c434) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Mugi Hakase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16392316#msg16392316)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Iskandar</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Checked Blazer, Black Dress (https://d2w9m16hs9jc37.cloudfront.net/upload/Sumi_Blog/1904_blazer_dress_inspo/5_total_look.jpg?1555419176067), No Shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> July 2nd, 3:00pm XST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau - Guest Rooms</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>The frazzled composer gave a nod as they in fact did have another point of commonality in that they were both at least famous enough back on Earth to warrant attention from unwanted narcissists like that. The analyzing dork was about to express her thankfulness that Fennu managed to make it out alright when she explained how she felt about them. Mugi's eyes were drawn straight to attention is it was very clear that while she favored "flight" in the face of predators, her new friend embraced the exact opposite direction of "fight"!<br><br>Nonetheless, while Mugi was surprised to the point where she clearly didn't want want context, there were oddly enough she positives to it. Most in the fact that Fennu not only clearly agreed with her opinions that woman shouldn't be owned despite their conservative countries, but the fact she now had a friend to defend her. It was a damned boon when she barely survived it every other time it happened! "Ex-Exactly. No one should own another person. I'm happy you survived the last guy." She squeaked out at first. "I'm also glad that if I ever get stuck around people like that, I'll h-have your help this time." Mugi concluded, having accomplished far more than she ever expected in an afternoon that had been her worst.....<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Scene End</strong></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Metraxa</strong> on <strong>22-02-2023, 23:25:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/k3EJNv3.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Alexis Mills (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16390893#msg16390893)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>The First Raijin</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Jeans, black polo<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>3:00 PM EST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette, Melody<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr>Continued from... (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348577.msg16410669#msg16410669)<br><br>Arriving shortly after the others, Alexis was happy to see that they had not gotten too far in her absence. She picked up her pace and quickly caught up to them, which as not too hard to do with the distractions of the area around them. "Well, I'm definitely not going to argue with the substitute for reality. I'll take this any day of the week," she noted. She might not be as invested in the magical girl genre as the rest of the group, but she'd imagined putting herself in a fantasy story more than once. <br><br>A complication then arose, Alexis slowing with the others as Melody revealed the thing they had been looking for had moved while they were in the process of coming this way. Frowning, Alexis hummed in thought before looking to the others. "Do we think it moved suddenly, or was it just a case of not paying attention?" she asked. "I can go ahead and try to get in front of it if we think that will help." <br><br>Then again, if the thing was teleporting her efforts wouldn't do much good. But it was maybe worth a shot, right? They had been focusing a bit more on this than she had, after all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>23-02-2023, 01:35:50</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1060330719282462870/1078104429640818758/Ryo-Ohki_perfil_1.png)</div> <strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Sarah, Animal Companions<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>3:15-3:30 XST </em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Villa Gardens</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Melody, Bridgette, Alexis|<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr>The Cabbit was in the herb garden, happily sniffing at, and rubbing up against, a plant that looks suspiciously like a purple-leafed catnip. But as the girls come closer, it turns its attention onto them. "Meow? Mmmeeeooww! Meow-meow!" It chatters happily and amicably, rising up onto its hind legs, giant floppy ears sprawling out to either side of it, as the cabbit watches them with wide, shiny eyes.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/55/2b/b4/552bb40990f02ec3ffaecc459b131480.jpg)</div><em>Hi! Is Sarah. Is friends?</em> the thought pops into their heads at the same time. But the moment the thought comes along, a second one follows, just an <em>OH!</em> and a feeling of urgency, before the cabbit scampers off for the Villa proper. A few scratches at a door later, and the critter has been let inside. <br><br>One thing is certain to the trio: the cabbit is not the life force they are sensing. In fact, as they keep looking, they'll find that they're each picking up on a slightly different spot--because each is sensing the presence of a different creature. <br><br>A little more wandering and searching, and soon enough, a small, ornamental shrub unveils a couple of the secrets they search for. A bunny like creature (about two inches taller than the cabbit) with antlers, is chewing on the shrub. Alexis' eyes are <em>immediately</em> drawn to the jackalope. The ears of the creature flop about, perhaps picking up on the young women's presence; but it seems content to keep nibbling for the moment. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/af/48/4b/af484bcc4017a3640690ce0a92c2ca7f.jpg)</div>Melody, meanwhile, feels a perfectly natural and normal desire to look upwards, towards the walls of the villa, where something shines like gold. A scaled creature that could only be a dragon, slinks along the top of the wall in a feline manner. It stops here and there, and seems to be looking for something; but what isn't apparent. It's a tiny creature, though, not the giant monsters spoken of in Earth mythology. This one is about a foot long, from its snout to the tip of its tail, and about eight inches tall at the shoulders.<br><br>But, poor bare-footed Bridgette. She senses a presence on the <em>other side</em> of the wall! Perhaps with some assistance from her fellow earthlings, she might scale the wall and get a glimpse at what seems to be calling to her? <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">If both Melody and Alexis assist Bridgette in climbing up onto the wall, no rolls are needed--success is automatic.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Envious</strong> on <strong>23-02-2023, 15:41:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9tvxbXt.jpg])</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Melody Yeoh (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16381559#msg16381559)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>The Creator of Paradise</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> rainbow knit (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b2/76/75/b27675ff579eb41da9a68bee0d1e72e3.jpg), white tank top, blue jeans, green converse shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> 55<em>/</em>55<br><strong>EP:</strong> 70<em>/</em>70<br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>July 2, 3:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Alexis &amp; Bridgette | <br><strong>Notes:</strong> A small gift for a small dragon.<br><hr> <strong></strong><br><br><strong>"You've seen one in fake life? Fantasy?"</strong> Melody asked in surprise to Bridgette before looking at Alexis who seemed just as comfortable. The women were really good at pushing away those negative emotions! Between all of the self-soothing, semi-joking comments, and seeming familiarity of the wildlife her companions had been making, Melody was beginning to wonder if her lack of television watching was coming back to bite her in the ass right now! She was about to ask if there was a pop-culture reference she was missing (she was starting to feel left out!), but the sudden intrusion into her brain had her gasp.<br><br>Melody was never at a loss for words and this occasion was no exception. <strong>"That cat just said it's name was <em>Sarah!</em>"</strong> she exclaimed, looking to Bridgette and Alexis before tacking on in a whisper: <strong>"<em>in my brain.</em>"</strong> There was a rising glee in her tone as she switched to a rhyming, sing-song voice. <strong>"That long-eared cat used telepathy! She just introduced itself to me! Such a sight I thought I'd never see. I wonder, oh I wonder what that creature could be."</strong> She had a knack for rhyming on the spot.<br><br>After each of the women had a chance to acknowledge the talking cat and Alexis volunteered to get a head of the presence they were sensing, Melody tapped her chin thoughtfully.<strong>"Interesting,"</strong> she said, watching as Alexis' body language indicated that what she felt was coming from a slightly different direction. Unsure of her own abilities, but certain that something wasn't <em>quite</em> right, Melody kept quiet about her intuition out of curiosity. These abilities were too new for her to have confidence and arguing childishly <em>but I want to go <strong>that</strong> way!</em> wasn't about to net her any friends. <strong>"Let's give it a try!"</strong> she said supportively. <br><br>When they finally came across the Jackalope, Melody laughed in delight. <strong>"I recognize this one! I've seen it... well, I don't remember where, but I remember the antlers on the bunny. That's amazing! Do you think some fantasy creatures on Earth were inspired by this place? Is it coincidence?"</strong> There is some gushing and oohing and aahing over Alexis' newest companion before Melody feels a private pang of vindication. This was <em>not</em> the thing she was sensing. But it was still nearby. She looked left. She looked right. She looked up.<br><br><strong>"A <em>dragon!</em>"</strong> she said. She knew exactly what she was looking at! And when she made eye contact with the creature, she felt the connection. Not <em>a</em> dragon. <em>Her</em> dragon. <strong>"Hi,"</strong> she said breathlessly. The dragon opened its wings and then bounded upwards, taking flight just to soar down from the wall to Melody. She squealed, looking at Bridgette and Alexis with a mix of terror and joy. The dragon flapped its strong wings to hover in front of her at hand height and the powerful gusts caused her jacket to billow in the wind. The dragon nuzzled her hand and there was a moment of confusion before some intuition sang out to her.<br><br><strong>"You like my ring?"</strong> she asked, holding up her hand to show the sterling silver band with musical notes (https://www.jeulia.com/media/catalog/product/cache/f8d407e5a8b3027ad7f16791d835e96a/6/2/620f3d96b251ejpg_1.jpg). <strong>"Well then, let's see what we can do about that."</strong> She took the band off of her finger which seemed to be a signal to the dragon to land. Melody followed, taking a knee. Slowly, she reached out, wondering if the creature would allow her to pet it. He did not - there was a single-minded purpose to explore the ring. Melody held it out and the flying reptile nudged at it with his snout appreciatively. <br><br><strong>"You <em>do</em> like it,"</strong> she said happily. <strong>"Let's see what we can do about that. Here, give me your tail,"</strong> she requested. The dragon, to her absolute pleasure, understood her and lifted up its long, slender tail. Without hesitation, Melody lifted up the tail and slot the ring on it, pushing the band up as high as it would go to adorn the golden beast. <strong>"How do you like that?"</strong> she asked? There was a deep rumble from the creature - one that might have made Melody nervous had she not felt such a profound connection to the creature - before it hopped upwards. Moving quickly, Melody caught the dragon. Heavy, warm, smooth. There was a list of words coming to mind as she lifted the dragon as she stood back up.<br><br><strong>"I think he likes me,"</strong> she said with a toothy grin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>24-02-2023, 02:19:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6Uf9VJp.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Bridgette Alderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16377488#msg16377488)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Geist</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Simple blouse and skirt combo with matching thigh high stockings<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1500</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Melody and Alexis |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has no shoes on<br><hr><br>"Kind of?"&nbsp; Bridgette said with the waggle of her left hand in that "so-so" gesture.&nbsp; "It's cute as hell, though."&nbsp; She blinked owlishly as she heard a voice in her mind, one she was somehow certain came from the small, floppy eared fuzzball.&nbsp; "Yeah... yeah I think she was talking to all of us."&nbsp; She glanced over at Melody as she rhymed, wondering how and why she'd felt the urge to come up with one on the spot.&nbsp; Wait, she'd mentioned before she was into music.&nbsp; Was that why?<br><br>"Jackalope," she said, pointing with her right index finger for emphasis when Melody mentioned recognizing the rabbit with antlers.&nbsp; "Hide your whiskey and get out your stovepipes."&nbsp; Her wry tone and hint of a smirk should let the others know she was joking.&nbsp; She'd done a report on popular myths and tall tales back in high school, having chosen animal hybrids for hers, such as gryphons and the like, and the jackalope had come up in her research.&nbsp; "I dunno, but I suppose anything is possible at this point," she said with a shrug when Melody postulated Earth myths being inspired by creatures from this world.&nbsp; She frowned slightly and stared at the wall, wondering why she felt something on the other side of it.&nbsp; With the discovery of the small dragon, who seemed to like Melody and her ring quite a bit, their whole interaction simply adorable, she came to a realization.<br><br>"I think there's something behind this wall," she said, looking left and right to see if there were any openings in it she could use.&nbsp; Nope.&nbsp; "I, um... would you guys be willing to give me a boost up?&nbsp; I don't really want to try climbing this while not wearing any shoes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Metraxa</strong> on <strong>25-02-2023, 01:43:09</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/k3EJNv3.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Alexis Mills (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16390893#msg16390893)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>The First Raijin</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Jeans, black polo<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>3:00 PM EST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette, Melody<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr>Alexis paused, her eyes widening as words suddenly sprang into her head. "...Yes. Yes it did," she agreed after a moment. That was accompanied by an internal sigh of relief. At least she knew she wasn't imagining it. She glanced over at Melody and the unprompted rhyme, wondering how much that was going to be a pattern. Yet the being scampered off and back inside the villa, and they were no closer to finding what they had come out here looking for.<br><br>"I think it's over here," she noted, following the sense that she had been feeling. Pushing aside some bushes, she was left face to face with a rabbit sporting antlers that Bridgette helpfully provided the name for. "Hmm," Alexis noted with a hum as she crouched in front of the disinterested jackalope. "I had a bunny when i was a little kid, I guess it's similar," she said to no one in particular.<br><br>Then she looked over to see a dragon, of all things, come flying down in front of Melody. Though the jackalope was cute, Alexis couldn't help the slight pang of envy that resulted. It was only fair to feel that way. It was a dragon! Dragons were cool, even if it wasn't big enough to ride. Instead she chose to add her own two cents to the fantasy creature debate. "They were able to pull us from our world, I don't think we can write this off as mere coincidence." If they could pull humans here, who knew what other sorts of cultural aspects they had brought over.<br><br>She was working towards actually touching the jackalope, torn between&nbsp; its appearance and not wanting to bother it when it was eating, when she was pulled away by Bridgette's request. Pushing down an internal sigh, she rose to her feet. "I'll be right back," she told the jackalope. She was the one who helped people after all, so it was time to get to that role. <br><br>Coming over to the wall, she turned her back to it as she planned her move. She then dropped to a knee and cupped her hands so Bridgette could use it to climb. "I apologize in advance if anything happens," she told her. "Wall climbing isn't a well developed skillset of mine." She'd do her best, but if it took a couple of attempts then she wanted to make sure Bridgette was prepared for that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Envious</strong> on <strong>26-02-2023, 17:22:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9tvxbXt.jpg])</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Melody Yeoh (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16381559#msg16381559)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>The Creator of Paradise</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> rainbow knit (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b2/76/75/b27675ff579eb41da9a68bee0d1e72e3.jpg), white tank top, blue jeans, green converse shoes<br><strong>HP:</strong> 55<em>/</em>55<br><strong>EP:</strong> 70<em>/</em>70<br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>July 2, 3:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Alexis &amp; Bridgette | <br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr> <strong></strong><br><br><strong>"Eeeeey, yeah!"</strong> Melody said, recognizing what Bridgette was saying with a large smile. <strong>"Jackalope, right. What a world."</strong> At the request for assistance and following Alexis' lead, Melody started to walk over. She let out a small sound of surprise as the dragon lifted off of her shoulders and back up to the wall. His claws scratched the stone before the dragon sprawled his wings out in a shuddering stretch and then laid down to sleep with his newly adorned tail curling up under his chin. <br><br><strong>"Can't say wall-climbing is a skill of mine, either,"</strong> she said, taking a stance next to Alexis to help balance Bridgette on her way up. <strong>"I typically just look for the door,"</strong> she said cheekily, suggesting the easier route while completely happy to aid in the boost up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-02-2023, 18:25:46</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://artfiles.alphacoders.com/210/21002.jpg)</div> <strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Animal Companions<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>3:15-3:30 XST </em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Villa Gardens</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette, Melody, Alexis|<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr>With assistance, Bridgette finds it easy enough to ascend the wall. It's not that high of a climb, and with assistance from her two fellows, it goes smoothly. Team work, it seems, really will make the dream work! <br><br>Once on the wall, Bridgette has a good view of what lays beyond the Villa. There's maybe a hundred feet of open, slightly uneven, grassy field around the place. Past that, it's surrounded on three sides by a dense pine forest. They look an awful lot like blue spruces, although these ones have a light purple-ish-ness to them. <br><br>Bridgette doesn't need to search particularly hard to see a large, black horse munching on tall grass in the field, with a fire-red mane that glows like campfire embers. The creature is also adorned with what, at a glance, looks a bit like tribal tattoos--they have a similar glow to the mane hair. <br><br>As she watches the creature, it stops eating, and turns to look at her. It neighs at her, then slowly walks up to the wall. It moves in a slow, casual, unconcerned pace. When it stops moving, it's right alongside the wall, and looking backwards to her with a look of expectation. It would be easy to just slide off the wall and onto its back. The nightmare seems to be expecting her to do so. Should she, though? There are plenty of fables on Earth of people being spirited away on magical beasts, never to be seen again.<br><br>Could something like that happen here? It's entirely possible. Would the Triumvirat allow it to happen? Perhaps, perhaps not. Yet, like the other two girls, she feels an odd <em>connection</em> with this animal. She'd never be able to explain precisely why she feels it, but she nevertheless is left with a feeling that whether she chooses to ride the nightmare or not, it will still be around--it will still be connected to her.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Should she choose to mount the horse</span>, it at once takes off into a gallop along the field. Her hands, guided by an unknown instinct, settle onto the back of the horse's neck, along the fire-y looking mane (which is pleasantly warm, not hot). After a handful of seconds of it building up speed, it begins to winglessly ascend into the sky, leaving a wispy trail of gray smoke in its wake, leaving her with no choice but to hold on for dear life. <br><hr>Dragon and Wicce share eye contact with each other, and it seems... contemplative. Assessing the wicce. Its tail sways back and forth, slow and ponderous. Then, a glint of something shiny catches its complete attention, and it's on her. Enraptured with the beauty of treasure, yet also seeming to understand Melody's intention, it works with her so she can get the ring onto the tail; it's actually quite a nice fit, too.<br><br>The scaled creature makes a tiger-like chuffing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m1Ts6DRnDGk) noise. As time goes on, Melody will eventually figure out that this is a happy noise (it snorts derisively to express displeasure). It also, somewhat aggressively, snuggles and cuddles into the human girl for some time, before it hops off her to ascend the wall once more. It finds a warm, comfy spot, and curls up for a nap.<br><br>An independent creature, Melody will find that it often disappears on dragon business, but in the end, it always comes back to home--to her. It hunts its own food, but won't say no to being spoiled with carnivorous treats. The dragon will also enjoy and attempt to sleep alongside her at night, for warmth and comfort.<br><br>Like a cat, it enjoys grooming itself, and getting its golden scales to shine properly. Unlike a cat, there will be no worries about 3 AM zoomies. The dragon is crepuscular, and it will be most active during the time periods of dawn and dusk. It tends to spend the afternoon lazing about, and the nights in deep sleep.<br><br>They enjoy the ring on their tail, and will occasionally take the opportunity to flaunt it in front of the other wicces (and the members of the Triumvirat), as if to say 'look at my treasure! Behold its glory!'. <br><hr>Meanwhile, the Jackalope finishes eating, a process that it takes it long enough to give Alexis time to assist Bridgette. Soon afterwards, it hops its way over to Alexis, and bounces about at her feet. Once it has her attention, it sort of raises onto its back legs, but can't quite seem to make it all the way; but the brief raising of its forepaws makes it seem like it's trying to communicate 'pick me up'. <br><br>Should she pick up the animal, she finds it's comfortable with her. It's fur is soft and floofy, and the horns sharp. In the coming days, Alexis can discover that, like the dragon, her companion is fairly independent and knows how to take care of itself. It can often be found having its own 'adventures' with Sarah the Cabbit in the gardens. The two creatures are possessed of complimentary temperaments, similar diets, are both diurnal, and enjoy each others company. <br><br>Again, like the dragon, come bed time, the jackalope prefers to be some place warm and safe feeling. It looks to Alexis for that warmth and safety. Thankfully, it's mindful of the comparatively large antlers it has. It can usually find its own food, as the Villa garden is rife with tasty and safe-to-eat plant life, but won't say no to being fed herbivorous treats. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>26-02-2023, 21:50:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6Uf9VJp.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Bridgette Alderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16377488#msg16377488)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Geist</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Simple blouse and skirt combo with matching thigh high stockings<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>1515-1530</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Melody and Alexis |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Has no shoes on<br><hr><br>Bridgette looked at them both a little skeptically for a few moments before accepting their help in getting over the wall so she could have a look over it to the other side.&nbsp; It was actually very easy with both Alexis and Melody helping her, much to her relief, and once she was up she swung her legs over and sat there as she looked around to see if she could identify the source of this feeling of hers.&nbsp; It was a nice little spot, with a grassy field, a dense pine forest, or what looked like it, though they had a light purple tinge that they lacked back home.&nbsp; It didn't take more than a few seconds to spot the large black horse, main as red as the odd tribal markings on its coat.&nbsp; &nbsp; Soon it stopped eating and let out a neigh before approaching her at what she might call a casual pace, like it was totally unconcerned.&nbsp; Then, when it was right under her, it stopped and looked up like it was expecting something from her.&nbsp; It would be simplicity itself to slide down off of the wall and onto its back... but should she?&nbsp; She'd read about all sorts of stories where that was a bad idea, after all.&nbsp; Strangely, though, she feels like there's some connection between them and that it would never hurt her.&nbsp; So, before she could doubt herself further, she slid down onto its back and was taken for quite the ride.&nbsp; Despite the fact she'd never ridden a horse in her life, the German college student took to it like a fish to water and soon found herself grinning in delight.&nbsp; Then they left the ground and she was clinging to its neck with wide, frightened eyes.&nbsp; Maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-02-2023, 22:47:23</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://artfiles.alphacoders.com/210/21002.jpg)</div> <strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Animal Companions<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>3:15-3:30 XST </em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Villa Gardens</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette, Melody, Alexis|<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>Higher and higher, higher and higher, they arc upwards into the sky. Bridgette has no choice but to hold on for dear life. But, the nightmare never intentionally tries to buck her off. In fact, it makes small, minute shifts here and there, seemingly in response to how well Bridgette is holding on. <br><br>Some 400 odd feet up into the sky, it stops climbing higher, and instead coasts along. From up here, she has a wonderful view of their surroundings, limited only by her own sight.&nbsp; She can see farms and fields of crops in the distance; two orchards (and what may be a third orchard or might be a vineyard--hard to tell at this distance); some of what looks like a lengthy trade road, complete with people riding on common horses, or animal-pulled wagons.<br><br>In the distance, she can see where Mincult is; but she won't know it's name until the next morning. From here, she can simply tell that it's a good sized township. <br><br>Her ride is soon to come to a close, though. Even if it feels like a long time, they're not up in the air for more than two or three minutes, before the nightmare begins its descent, back towards terra firma. It lands inside the Villa proper this time, and trots over to the two other girls. Ember-glowing orange eyes watch the two two-leggers with no signs of fear or concern. <br><br>It stops, and looks back towards Bridgette, nickering at her. As inexplicable as it is, she feels like the nightmare <em>approves</em> of her decision to ride it. <br><br>In the coming days, as she comes to become closer to this creature and to understand it, she will find that there is a trait it has in common with the cabbit, jackalope, and dragon: it is fairly independent. It tends to its own needs. It does, however, enjoy apples as a treat, and very specifically, only apples. <br><br>A diurnal creature, it will spend most of the nights sleeping. It tends to be lazier in the evenings, and more energetic in the morning. Should she ever try to give it a bit, bridle, or saddle, it will be violently opposed to it--should she wish it for a steed, she will need to become comfortable with riding it bareback. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Metraxa</strong> on <strong>01-03-2023, 03:40:44</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/k3EJNv3.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Alexis Mills (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16390893#msg16390893)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>The First Raijin</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Jeans, black polo<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>3:00 PM EST</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette, Melody<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr>Having felt a moment of success at elevating Bridgette over the wall, she was once again left to feel a bit overawed by the reappearance of the girl rising a red and black horse. One that was flying through the air. The Jackalope was neat, but she couldn't help but felt that she was a bit on the lower end of things. Well, unless the jackalope had some amazing tricks she didn't know about yet. <br><br>Some comfort was provided as the jackalope acted like the rabbit she knew, receptive and asking to be picked up by its actions. She did so with a hum, and a light smile came to her face as she looked at the creature. A hand rose to brush along its back, gentle strokes that kept to a steady pattern. At least this part was nice, even if it wasn't cool. <br><br>"I guess we can call this a successful adventure," she observed as she stepped over to Melody. After a couple of minutes Bridgette also joined them, descending from the heavens on her new steed. "Also I can just tell now that that thing is going to jump scare me one night." With how it looked, that was basically an inevitability as far as she was concerned. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>19-03-2023, 17:25:19</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3c/f5/34/3cf534981e609fca0503a4cf6df7f8c8.jpg)</div><strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Igneus<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> N/A<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Dream Sequence</em> <br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>It’s been a long day. Once the sunlight starts to fade, there’s some time spent around the hearth for unwinding and chattering–but even that time eventually burns away, and Fennu, like the others, finds herself in bed. <br><br>Tonight, she falls asleep almost the second her head hits the pillow. While Fennu may or may not be prone to lucid dreaming, tonight, she will have a crystal clear recollection of everything that is about to be experienced.<br><br>And it all starts with being warm. Comfy-warm. It is bright here. She floats around through space, possessing no real physicality, and luxuriating in the comfy-warmth for what feels like an eternity. Time has no meaning in this place. <br><br>An interminably long stretch of time passes. It is comfortable, and it is warm, but Fennu doesn’t really feel anything. She–or rather, the being she is experiencing being–does not have the emotions to feel happy, or sad, or bored, or anything else.<br><br>“We give thanks to you, O fire, for guiding our way.” The words are strange. It is a disturbance in the calm of this realm. What is thanks? What is guiding? Who is speaking? Questions without answers. What is a question? What is an answer? Why do we know these things?<br><br>&nbsp;“O mighty flame, thank you for your blessing of warmth.” “It is through the blessings of the flame we have endured, we must give thanks.” “We must sacrifice.” “Sacrifice?” “Sacrifice!” The voices keep coming, at first a trickle, but every voice seems to spawn ten more voices, all saying different variations of the fundamentally same message. <br><br>And with every whispered voice comes new questions; questions lead to thinking; thinking leads to answers; and answers lead to growth. Metamorphosis.<br><br>But still, an interminable length of time passes. The dwarves are offering another sacrifice. They burn sweet, but pungent, herbs. They say the smoke makes you happy, but does it? <br><br>…more time passing. The dwarves are calling to you once more. There is no sweet, pungent smoke. Their tones are different. Fear. “Help us, O flame!” they cry out. <br><br>But how can Igneus help them? The question leads to an answer, the answer to growth. The veil between worlds is thin, right… here. And where is here? Now Fennu, as Igneus, becomes aware of the concepts of dimensions, both mundane and metaphysical.<br><br>They burst forth through the Veil between the Waking World and the Sea of Subconscious Thought, and they see the humanoid world for the very first time. And yet, at a glance, she knows what is what. There’s a forge, there’s a lantern, there’s rock and walls, and dwarves, and…<br><br>And there is a creature of animated rock killing the dwarves! What does Igneus, the first of their kind, the progenitor of fire elementals, do? Do they watch with curiosity? Do they strike out, and smite the slayer of their worshippers? Do they sink back into the infinite void of comfortable silence and warmth? Or something else entirely? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>19-03-2023, 20:37:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2a/c0/94/2ac09413575b79799962d544b6d9d83d.jpg)</div><strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Geist<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> N/A<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em></em> Dream Sequence<br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>Much like the other magical girls, Bridgette has had a long day, and eventually winds down for bed. Like some of her coven members, she, too, finds her thoughts drifting, interlacing with the memories of the crystal she is now very much bonded to.<br><br>She blacks out instantly upon her head touching the pillow. Consciousness shuts off; subconscious thoughts flow. She once more finds herself lost in a void, drifting aimlessly. Or, maybe not drifting? It’s hard to tell. “Nothing” is a difficult concept to grasp. Some philosophers even argue that by giving “Nothing” a name, they have created a “Something”. <br><br>Like in many places in the multiverse, time has little meaning here. She merely exists in the void for an undefinable length of time that could be years, or could be seconds, before she passes through a cloud (which is definitely not “Nothing”). <br><br>As she drifts through the cloud, she becomes aware of a new concept. In fact, it is the first time she even conceptualizes anything. And what is this glorious, empowering, awakening concept?<br><br>Fear.<br><br>What is fear? Why is fear? Where is fear? How is fear? Questions lead to questions, and new concepts. But no answers are immediately forthcoming. A short, question-laden eternity later, she passes through another cloud, and acquires a new concept: horse.<br><br>Like two atoms smashing together and making a new molecule, a new concept arises in the back of this thought-form’s mind. <br><br>Several eternities, millions of questions, zero answers, and several more concepts later, and an identity starts to form. They can even close their eyes and visualize it. But, maddeningly enough, there are still no answers. Why this form? Why do they exist? Where do these concepts come from? These are the most recurring ones. <br><br>What’s this rift? Ah, a new concept. Hmmm! This rift. Some other being made it. A new concept! There is more than just the self. Perhaps this “other” is where the clouds come from? Perhaps the “other” exists beyond this rift? Yes… yes! Finally, at long last, an opportunity to find answers!<br><br>The thought-form drifts through the rift. But, a creature of Thought can not exist in the Waking World. The rules of the multiverse do not allow this to happen. It must have a vessel to contain its Essence. <br><br>Concepts meld together. Horse, dragon, spider, horn, bone, fear. Leather, hair, spikes; fear. Teeth, light; fear. Four swift legs, a sturdy body, thick neck, long face. Eyes. How many eyes? Six eyes. Why six? That’s just another question to figure out. <br><br>Six glowing eyes stare out into this new world, analyzing and discovering dozens of new concepts every passing minute. But it’s not nearly enough to begin to make answers. Four mighty legs trod upon the ground, but it is clumsy. “Walking” is yet another new concept, yet another thing to learn. <br><br>And if she hasn’t yet realized it, then it is around this point that Bridgette becomes aware of the lucid nature of this dream. Yet, she can not seem to separate herself from the creature her mind has been attached to. <br><br>In the end, she has many choices, but one ultimate goal. What question is most important? What question does she find an answer to first? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>20-03-2023, 22:27:15</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b9/36/95/b936954e2b2a2d3dfa78fbd37b4eb06d.jpg)</div><strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Iskandar the Ur-khan, Bodil, Ketill<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Layered Wüstian Garb<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em></em> Dream Sequence<br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Mugi |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr>Regardless of all the excitement of the day, a time eventually comes where Mugi lays down to sleep. Yet, her senses prickle; 'light' from the Mana Sapling in the courtyard streams in from the window. It's a hard thing to ignore, though Alethea says it gets easier with time. <br><br>Everything in this world, to Mugi, has Mana. Every blade of grass, every rock, tree; the smallest insect, to the largest megafauna, everything has Mana. The Mana of a single blade of grass may only be 1/1,000,000th of what is contained in a human, but it's <em>there</em>. Anything alive seems to have Mana; so the dead, preserved wood of her bed has no 'light' to it, nor the fabric of her blanket or clothes.&nbsp; <br><br>It's only closing her eyes that gives her a reprieve from the constant stimuli, and the moment she does close her eyes, she falls immediately into dreaming, regardless of how much (or little) difficulty she usually would have.<br><br>When her eyes open again--a split second later--she is in a new bed. There are luxurious silks and warm, comfortable furs surrounding her. A man is curled up against her left side; a woman on her right. The three of them are naked, but it doesn't even take a glance at her body to realize that she is not in her own body.<br><br>She is in the body of a male. Or, at least, someone with male genitalia. A glance at the thin, young man (https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/005/805/571/large/logic-artists-wolf.jpg?1493897041) at her side brings a name to mind: <em>Ketill.</em> A similar glance to the woman (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/92/a8/b6/92a8b670eb78150c53e9d5b57eada807.jpg) also brings to mind a name: <em>Bodil</em>.<br><br>Iskandar rises from bed; the two companions stir about in their sleep, but they are being lazy and indulgent like usual. Yet, Iskandar can't help but feel like they deserve the rest. How many years have they fought together? Bled together? And it's only quite recently that things have been quiet, that peace, a fragile thing, has reigned over the tribes of Wüst. They deserve the rest.<br><br>A glance to Bodil's growing belly, and the life it contains, tells Iskandar that she especially needs her rest. The now physical proof that an heir will soon be born will do much to placate the people, who worry about the stability and continuity of rule. As he glances into a mirror, and sees some light bruising from the rather active night the three of them had, Iskandar thinks about that.<br><br><em>It doesn't matter if that child is of my blood or not. Blood alone should not guarantee rule. Skill, wisdom, virtue; these are the things I must make sure to impart to them.</em> But, Iskandar knows that the people of Wüst are extraordinarily stubborn. His generation, and the ones before him that are still alive; they'd never accept the ideals of a meritocracy. And so, he reasons, he must ensure that his child--and indeed, the whole of the next generation--will continue the march of progress. <br><br>Which reminds him of all the <em>meetings</em> he has to deal with today. And meetings, as it turns out, are best conducted with clothes. After consulting his wardrobe, he dresses himself. Comfortable cloth on the first layer; then a layer of protective, fine leather; and a bear fur lined cloak. <br><br>Wüst is a frigid land, and so layers are essential. The fur is actually a little much--Iskandar is used to worse. But, the fur of the great bear helps to project an aura of power and dominance. Does he like it? No, actually, he doesn't! But it works. It assuages the concerns of his people, who see it as a symbol of power (and thus, of his ability to provide and protect them). <br><br>After dressing himself, he goes to a vanity mirror, dips two fingers into a jar of oil that has a slight cinnamon scent to it, and rubs the oil into his beard. He then takes an inordinate amount of time to carefully plait the facial hair. As he works on it, he thinks how ridiculous it is that projecting masculinity is so important. Some of the more backwards of his kinfolk would even question his leadership on the simple basis of how nice his beard looks. <em>The rest of the world will leave us behind if we stick to such outdated notions. Yet, I must wear this mask; else I risk the peace.</em> <br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/28/65/c2/2865c2e4b4ade6cab5ceaf5967da53df.jpg)</div>So much of his persona is a mask, he realizes, as he stares into the mirror. He can not be who he wants to be. His people are not yet ready to accept such ideas. It leads to unease and anxiety. But these feelings, too, must be buried beneath his mask. He can not afford to have any one question him, unless it is done with wisdom and virtue. <br><br><em>What more can I do for my people? What more can I do for those who will come after us?</em> These thoughts consume him as, properly dressed and groomed, he steps out of his bed chambers, and out into the castle proper. There's a brief and quiet interlude where he downs some weak ale (which might as well be water) and eats a few honey cakes for breakfast, and then he's off again--back out into the comfortable cold, moving with purpose and determination.<br><br>And yet, that movement always slows down when he reaches one of the landing areas of the stone stairs, and he can get a proper glimpse of Iskandaria proper. Glancing out, he can see the two giant maple trees, in the branches of which are a burgeoning Elven District, where the Singers shape the tree to support their buildings. <br><br>His attention then drifts to the docks, dotted with purple and red wooden houses, reinforced with stone. The orcs are already hauling in fish from their nightly expedition. <br><br>And, while painfully aware of the passage of time, he can't help but spare a glance at the squat, square, brick and mortar building that is the Dwarven Crafthall. He has business there, later; but first, he reminds himself, are his meetings in the Hall.<br><br>And it is here where the memories grow fuzzy and distort. They split before Mugi, and, though she may not be used to lucid dreaming, she nevertheless finds herself with the ability to <em>make a choice</em> here. Does she focus on the meeting with the librarian? The educator? The marshal of his troops? The diplomat from Tír na nÓg? Or his personal business with the dwarves? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>21-03-2023, 03:49:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://preview.redd.it/28ow4fgkpne31.jpg?width=640&amp;crop=smart&amp;auto=webp&amp;s=d189634974704b60ab0aa211a4d99a897306c434) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Mugi Hakase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16392316#msg16392316)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Iskandar</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing &gt; A whole 'nother body!<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> 2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Villa, Echeveau &gt; Dream Sequence</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Ketill, Bodil |<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>Admittedly, if there was one thing that Mugi had trouble with every evening, it happened to be getting to sleep. Whether it be the inner panic raving around in her head, some awful event in the day, the newly acquired problem of the mana tree's brightness, or a blend of several of those, the night hardly ever seemed to be a friend to her sleeping schedule. Hence, when she actually managed to fall asleep in a mote's notice the moment she closed her eyes, the beleaguered composer could tell whatever was on her path next was hardly normal.<br><br>While she appreciated having a bed upon "waking up" that was more the class of her old one on Earth, the easily panicking dork was far less pleased regarding the body she now inhabited in what seriously hoped was this dream! It was the hulking form of some old guy(?).......with two companions of different presentations on either side of them. This definitely was admittedly anything but was she was hoping to ever find in any bed she inhabited. Mostly because because she was a sapphic monogamous woman when whatever this was wasn't happening! Not to mention, the plump belly of Bodil next to them was especially out of her range because the only love Mugi ever desired was romance and affection under the covers really since feeling absolutely nothing below her waist made sex a turn-off when so much of it past foreplay involved that area!<br><br>Nonetheless, much to Mugi's dismay, it felt more like she was stuck on the roller coaster of life as usual when the body she suddenly found herself in began to stand up and move. Was this what floors were supposed to feel like?! The strange sensation in her head almost made her miss the fact that apparently this masculine-presenting person was a king or ruler of some sort with the strange mentions of heirs and rest that seemed to narrate across the top of her head. Was all the mana she had taken in from transforming set her on some weird trip of something like radiation?!<br><br>Fortunately, with all her research in her free time of the other cultures, she had least had the word to describe the clothing was soon drawn upon this strange visage she was riding in. "Nordic" to be exact if the bear shawl and leather clothing were anything to go by. Fortunately, at least she was stuck in a person that seemed to not exactly hold to toxic masculinity...or masculinity at all to be honest, ensuring there was a greater chance that this "ride" would be at least a chill person until she could finally find herself back in her own body again. She definitely sympathized with the struggle to live up to insane expectations after all.<br><br>Things became decently clear to her whatever this was though when their form was finished slaying the breakfast in front of them and stepped outside. "Iskandaria?! Like the "Iskandar" name I shout when transforming into that state?! And this person rules it?! Damnit, I'm trapped in a flashback or something because of that wand shoving mana into my body!! Why couldn't I have at least be trapped in a woman?!" The stream of panic was flowing through her head, not exactly feeling her ability to connect the dots was making things feel any less awkward. Especially when it just gave her more questions than answers!<br><br>Hence, the poor thing was left blinking about as the memory began to be filled with fuzz and static as if the world around her had suddenly gotten a bad wifi connection or something like that. Hence, the confused dork was very in tune to make the body go in the direction of the librarian as the opportunity seemed to afford itself. It might give her some better hints is whatever year this was! Not to mention, it would hopefully have the bonus of making Iskandar a bit more comforted and better equipped in the knowledge of how to handle all the other things busying up their docket today.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>23-03-2023, 00:32:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6Uf9VJp.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Bridgette Alderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16377488#msg16377488)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Geist</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing -&gt; Demon Horse<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/5</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> 2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Villa, Echeveau -&gt; Dream Sequence</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>At first Bridgette was lost to the dream sequence, totally submersed in the identity, such as it was, of the entity she was riding along with.&nbsp; It was strange, really, but oddly soothing in a way as well.&nbsp; When the discovery of fear and the concept of self arrived she was finally able to realize what was happening and could separate herself from this entity's burgeoning awareness.&nbsp; It was odd, but interesting, and now she was within the material world.&nbsp; What now?&nbsp; There were so many options, after all.&nbsp; She decided to learn why she, and by extension this new entity, was here and what caused it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>26-03-2023, 15:21:35</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2a/c0/94/2ac09413575b79799962d544b6d9d83d.jpg)</div><strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Geist<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> N/A<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em></em> Dream Sequence<br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr>For a time, the creature wanders. It stops to ask many things. It talks to the rocks and the trees, for in this era of unfettered magic, before the two-legged races learned to record their words on stone, all things possessed Mana and Life. The rocks, they say, exist to listen. The trees, they say, exist to grow. And so on, it goes, countless numbers of objects and beings encountered, and questioned; each and every one of them having their own reason, and it not feeling like a <em>good reason.</em><br><br>However, there <em>are</em> answers now, and they eventually lead to new questions. Yet, it's not until the progenitor of Nightmares comes upon a village of two-legged creatures, that it finally starts to get something that helps it to understand itself. Before the creature can even pose a question, it's getting answers--in the forms of shrieks, cries, and stones being pelted at it. <br><br>They understand the <em>concept</em> of pain, yet, do not feel the pain itself. Why did the two-leggers react this way? Fear. They are afraid. Why? They think the nightmare will bring pain and suffering upon them. But why? Ah, that one's trickier. Perhaps they will come back another time.<br><br>...<br><br>It's been several days. Every day, the nightmare comes back. Every day, they shout and throw things. Every day, it silently endures and observes. It's a new day, but today is different. A lone, wild-eyed, red-haired youth observes the nightmare from the edge of the village. At a glance, they know, <em>immediately</em>, that there is no fear.<br><br>Wordlessly, boldly, she approaches the "monster" that the other villagers have hated. She holds up a golden colored, vaguely orb-like object. Her mouth moves, forming a word--and a new concept--"Apple." She eats it slowly, and in doing so, the nightmare intuits the purpose of the apple.<br><br>She then cuts a second apple up with a piece of sharp obsidian, the blade of which is held in a piece of untreated wood by some sort of sap or resin. The young woman offers the nightmare one of the slices. She still feels no fear, but instead, projects a different feeling.<br><br>Curiosity. <br><br>But how did this creature respond?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>28-03-2023, 15:30:58</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b9/36/95/b936954e2b2a2d3dfa78fbd37b4eb06d.jpg)</div><strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Iskandar the Ur-khan, Ridley the Loremaestro<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Layered Wüstian Garb<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em></em> Dream Sequence<br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Mugi | Enzyklopädie, Eden<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr>Old, of course, is a relative term. The Iskandar she inhabits is easily middle-aged, and only ever thinks of themselves as old when their hip or knee acts up. It turns out that old age pulls no punches, not even with fabled heroes. And, while Mugi remains a separate entity with her own thoughts and feelings, the feelings and thoughts of Iskandar brush against hers, making her aware, yet also providing a sort of barrier.<br><br>She may not feel any particular attraction to Ketill or Bodil, but she <em>knows</em> that Iskandar loves them both more or less equally; body, mind, and soul. <br><br>Maybe more surprising to her, though, is the warm wood on Iskandar's bare feet. He barely pays it any mind, but it must be a truly unique sensory experience for Mugi. <br><br>Perhaps unfortunately, Mugi gets no response to her thoughts. She's rather more of an audience at a movie theater, rather than an actor in the film. That is, right up until she finds a spot where the dream feels malleable; right up until she reaches out with her will, and changes the flow of it.<br><hr><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/9e/34/33/9e34336d895d859434249c706f9fdfd8.jpg)</div>Fade to black; a feeling of falling; a brief glimpse of a void; and then she is back to seeing the world through Iskandar's eyes. They're in a library, now, though at least 3/4ths of the shelves are empty. Half of the area that will presumably be seating is just blank space. But the space itself is pretty massive--three floors. Iskandar's trail of thoughts informs Mugi that this will be the largest library in the known world... once it's actually finished.<br><br>Iskandar's eyes trail over the form of the figure in front of them. Assessing wear on clothes, the hidden dagger in their bootstrap; and reams of information flow through his mind, passively figuring out the over-a-hundred ways in which that small blade could be brought to bear against him. He also intuitively understands that they are in excellent health.&nbsp; Not because he expects danger; but that's just how his mind works, passively processing these things.<br><br>He doesn't even sense any malice from them; and again, the trail of thoughts informs Mugi that Iskandar has the <em>ability</em> to sense malice. "Good eve, Khan." The androgynous figure states in a carefully cultivated neutral tone of voice. A single glance at their eyes, and Iskandar understands that they are analyzing him, just as much as he is analyzing them. "Good eve, Ridley." Again--a carefully cultivated neutral voice, which shows neither intense interest nor disinterest. This, too, is a part of Iskandar's mask. <br><br>"I've been told that you are looking for competent and skilled people to make a second attempt at Utopia. As you can imagine, I was <em>quite</em> fascinated." A grin; a slip. Eagerness. "You have the right of it, for the most part." Iskandar nods, and gives a single stroke of his beard. It's a subtle sign of approval. <br><br>"I was a child when Eden's project failed. I've since spent a sizable portion of my life studying it, and believe I can be of assistance." He can't see their ears, due to their hairstyle, but he immediately assumes 'elf'. They're known to live ten times as long as humans like himself, and while Utopia fell almost two hundred years ago, it's entirely reasonable that what Ridley is saying is truth. He nods, and strokes his beard twice, silently communicating his interest in a manner that made sense for the time he lived in. <br><br>So prompted, the would-be librarian continues, "I also happen to have access to an almost-complete collection of Enzyklopädie's written works." At this point, Iskandar feels the need to interject. "I can see that you will bring much experience and wisdom to this undertaking." Translation: <em>I'm already sold on accepting you.</em> "Of course, as someone benefiting from my patronage, I need you to be clear on what you expect from me." <br><br>"Very well then, Khan. Here are my non-negotiable terms: Firstly: you will provide me with a living quarters in the undercroft of this library. Secondly: you will ensure my employment as the LoreMaestro of the library for as long as it stands. Thirdly: you will make all reasonable efforts to help me complete the collection, which I will make available in a separate section of the library. And, fourthly: you must keep your vow to treat all equitably and fairly, regardless of their race or gender."<br><br>Something clicks in Iskandar's head. He has not seen this individual draw a single breath. At first, he merely thought that clothes might conceal the micromuscular movements. But, they're not sweating, either, despite the hearth-fueled warmth and light of the library. <br><br>"I find your terms acceptable. However, I must inquire..." "My race?" "Yes." To which, the soon-to-be Maestro smiles. At first, the teeth look normal, but in the blink of an eye, two prominent fangs are suddenly stick out from the top row of teeth. <br><br>Iskandar takes this revelation in stride. He nods, and strokes his beard thrice. They stop bearing their fangs, and return to a thin, toothless smile. "I can not allow you to feed upon my citizens indiscriminately. I have an oath to protect them."<br><br>"I understand, Khan. And, I am willing to swear an oath to S'soli and Alun, that I shall not feed upon the unwilling--and never will I feed on the willing to death." Objectively, a single minute's worth of silence passes. Subjectively, it feels like an hour.&nbsp; The two stare each other in the eyes, unblinking, assessing each other in a way that likely goes beyond Mugi's capability to understand, in spite of the powerful connection she has with Iskandar. <br><br>The minute passes. Each rise up from their chairs at the same time. Each takes three steps forward, closing the distance between them; every step in synchronicity. They each extend their right hand, and grasp the other's wrist. They shake. Three shakes; release; hands return back to their respective side. <br><br>"I have one more question." "Yes, Khan?" "What do you mean by 'Maestro'?" "I do not see myself as either a Loremaster or a Loremistress. What, then, should I be called?" Silence again; contemplation. <br><br>"Loremaestro. Hmm. Yes; it is a good word, and I see no problem with its use." <br><br>Iskandar watches as Ridley kneels and begins to recite those two names they mentioned previously, but before they can complete their oath, Mugi finds herself wide awake in bed; morning light streaming in through the window. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dice</strong> on <strong>28-03-2023, 19:00:27</strong>
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				<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.fashionhanfu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/fashion-hanfu-black-hanfu-dress-1.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Fennu (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055259521792090144/1064213183113469992/image.png)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Crystelia Ignis</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A simple slip.<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>70/70</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>60/60</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Dream Sequence</em> <br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Ignis| <br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr><br>Vivid dreams were not a staple of Fennu's life. It is not so much that they would never have come as it was she often pushed herself to the point of utter exhaustion, so her mind was too busy recovering to offer up such. But this was something else. She was one it seemed with the fire, with the flame. It was actually pleasant to watch as the time folded itself upon itself and slowly faded away. Endless time, taken to slowly ebb away with no need or pressures upon the flames that were endlessly drifting. <br><br>But time did not fade forever. Slowly building up to understanding, to knowing, to... <br><br>Fear? Fear! The sound alone sent shock waves though her. There had to be something that could be done. The voices made sleep a chore, she wanted to push though, to fight, to kill and maim whoever was responsible. She felt the need <em>burn</em> though her. The flames eating away at her soul as the two together felt the rage. When two became one the path had become clear. Even in this memory Fennu knew that something was about to burn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>29-03-2023, 00:37:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6Uf9VJp.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Bridgette Alderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16377488#msg16377488)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Geist</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Demon Horse<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/5</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> 2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Dream Sequence</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>The dream continued to be a fairly odd experience, but not a bad one really.&nbsp; Just strange.&nbsp; Bridgette watched as the newly formed being wandered and asked questions of all sorts of things.&nbsp; And, amazingly, they answered.&nbsp; How very whimsical indeed.&nbsp; Then the freshly corporeal being came across its first mortals who, unsurprisingly, were scared out of their wits.&nbsp; They threw rocks and screamed, but the being, who Bridgette was starting to believe was perhaps Geist, only observed them.&nbsp; One day, however, a mortal approached that wasn't afraid and offered them a slice of apple.&nbsp; It'd be rude not to accept and so she tried to urge the persona she was riding to ginger take the offered morsel, carefully so it wouldn't hurt the curious mortal in question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-04-2023, 17:07:24</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2a/c0/94/2ac09413575b79799962d544b6d9d83d.jpg)</div><strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Geist<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> N/A<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em></em> Dream Sequence<br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Bridgette |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr>Up until this point, the creature did not have teeth, because it did not know of them, nor their purpose. But having watched the human eat it--and getting that first glimpse of teeth--it changed its form, which is perhaps the most consistent thing about Geist. It's form is entirely controllable; it is whatever it decides to be in that moment. <br><br>And so, human teeth in the creature's mouth chomp up the apple, and the sweetness fills them with a new feeling. <em>Sweet!</em> Oooh, what a delightful concept. All it's eyes turn onto the mortal, silently imploring: 'more'. Smilingly, the red-haired woman keeps slicing up the apple, and feeding the Nightmare by hand. <br><br>The dream starts to turn fuzzy around this point, however. Scenes lose their coherency, and begin to blend together. The nightmare and the woman, who in time becomes known as the First Tamer (a laughable notion, but one that Geist does not correct), spend a life time together, exploring a world full of all manner of strange creatures and sights. <br><br>They fight sabre-toothed mountain lions; have days-long conversations with living mountains; soar through the skies and visit the kingdom of the bird-folk, who shape ice like metal; the time when Geist, wanting to not be the only one of its kind in existence, found a pack of wild horses, and elevated them to their level; and so many other adventures. An entire life time's worth, flashing through Bridgette's mind in the time it takes to snap one's fingers. <br><br>And then, she's suddenly back into the void, filled with clouds of concepts. Except it's <em>different</em> now--Bridgette is unmoored from Geist. She is no longer experiencing a recollection of memories; her mind is trapped in this infinite expanse, unable to find it's way back to her body; unable to wake up. <br><br>Moving in this environment is not as easy for the young Wicce as it was for the Geist, for she is not a native of this plane of existence. She is a creature capable of thought; not one composed entirely of such. Moving about, then, feels a lot like swimming through molasses. <br><br>Thankfully, there are other things that are odd, but potentially helpful (or harmful) to her here. In the distance, she can see a platform of white marble with gold accents forming in the void. Will she find safety there? Impossible to know without exploring. Secondly, if she calms down to really focus on herself, she will notice that a silver string is coming out of her forehead. It's impossible to see where it goes, but it doesn't feel like a bad thing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>03-04-2023, 16:03:08</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3c/f5/34/3cf534981e609fca0503a4cf6df7f8c8.jpg)</div><strong>Dramatis Personae:</strong> Igneus<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> N/A<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Dream Sequence</em> <br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Fennu |<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><hr>She--or rather 'it', as elementals are genderless beings--punches a hole through the membrane that separates the spiritual plane from the physical, and pours their essence forth. However, a problem makes itself apparent: a being of pure spiritual essence is limited in the ways they can interact with the physical world. They need a form, a Vessel to pour their essence into, or have their power reduced to 'warm coals' as opposed to the sun-strong flame they possess.<br><br>They see the dwarven form. Diminutive, stocky, slow. Clumsy--but then, all physical things feel that way when one is used to being a disembodied spirit. But, the form is taken, and they assess the situation more clearly.<br><br>Studying the rocky creature, they realize it's not actually made of stone. It has a stone-like carapace, colored in a way that helps it blend into the rocky surroundings of these deep tunnels. Eyeless sight peers beyond the shell, deeper into the core of the being, and sees tiny flickers of heat within. Igneus perceives the creature <em>on a cellular level</em> and can see the effects of cellular activity, and how it generates heat (which is one aspect that contributes to the whole of 'fire').<br><br>Fennu--through her connection to Igneus--becomes aware that fire is more than just fire. Heat, light, creation, destruction; it's a complex concept, made up of a combination of other concepts, which are, in turn, made up of their own strings of concepts.&nbsp; Holding total and absolute mastery over the concept of fire gives them both unique insights into the other concepts.<br><br>These are concepts that magic can interact with; change. They reach directly into the cells of the creature, and turn up the heat that they are producing. This sets off a chain reaction. First, the creature slows its rampage and starts scratching at itself; then it starts gasping, which progresses towards screaming as it gets hotter and hotter, as the cells start to incinerate themselves.<br><br>And while Igneus perceives things on such a scale that it feels like a small infinity, objectively, it's only ten seconds until the creature's internal temperature has reached such a high level, that subcutaneous fat deposits combust into open fire. Igneus <em>cooks</em> the creature from the inside out, ending its existence. <br><br>As the creature's existence is ended, Igneus turns its attention to two dwarves. They are laying down, which is odd. One has a misshapen neck. It occurs to Igneus maybe necks should work that way--necks are pretty odd, and still a new thing to study--but what it is certain of is that their heat is slowly decreasing, rather than staying at a stable level.<br><br>They also become aware of a group of a dozen other dwarves, some bearing smithing equipment as makeshift weapons, others simply pressed up as far back against the wall as they could be--to be as far from the monster as these corridors allowed them. <br><br>The dwarves are all watching Igneus, fire in their own image. They are uncertain. Some still feel fear; one among them feels reverential awe, rapturous ecstasy, at seeing the entity they have worshipped actually take a corporeal form. But, they are all quiet; the forge still hiss-crackles, and the rock troll is turning into ashes, but nobody says a thing, and none of the dwarves move. <br><br>In that stillness, what was it that Igneus did? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mahou Onna Coven Crystelia (IC - Side Scenes)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>05-04-2023, 00:45:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6Uf9VJp.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Bridgette Alderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=348080.msg16377488#msg16377488)</em><br><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong> <em>Geist</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dream Body<br><strong>HP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><strong>EP:</strong> <em>55/55</em><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em> 2nd Eadae of the Month of Forge, late evening</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Dream Sequence</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>The whole experience was simply surreal.&nbsp; Getting an entire lifetime's worth of experiences crammed into her head in such a short span of time and left to float through the void without a means of really guiding herself along in any way that might be even remotely considered expedient.&nbsp; This wasn't a dream, not if that string coming out of her head was anything to go by.&nbsp; Oh, why did she have to get stuck like this?&nbsp; At least she had a reference point with that platform... she might as well land, see what happened.&nbsp; Better than swimming through molasses, at any rate.
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