Naomi looked over at her, raising an eyebrow and frowning a bit. She may not know her well, but it didn't seem like Tsukiko to ask such a question at a time like this. But, she also had the feeling there was something to it. "I believe it's possible" she started, thinking over her answer a bit "but I'm not sure how common it is. Why do you ask?" Depending on her answer, it might explain whether she was reincarnated too. She couldn't help but hope she was; it meant that the rest of her friends had the same chance of being reincarnated too.
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Saro Ashiya
20 - Male - The Warrior
Current Interaction: Prism(I always forget I have this here)
Saro sort of doubted the whole 'not afraid of blood' thing as the girl jumped back again, leaving the bone and brain of the creature to splatter all over his face. He laughed aloud at her reaction. Now, this is gross. He thought, his eyes shutting just before the gore made contact with his body. He ran a hand down his face, wiping the stuff off of his cheeks and eyes. After, he promptly wiped his hands on his pants. Now, with blackish red streak marks of blood still warm on his skin, he took a step forward. As the heat of the fight surrounded him, he remembered fighting alongside a girl, in that past life he knew he had but couldn't remember well. Thinking back to that was like looking through a sheet of ice- it was there, but it was untouchable. Shaking the thought from his mind, He grabbed one of the creatures as it flew past and he slammed it against a wall. The birds seemed to swarm around him, and he was hardly able to see the hellhound that jumped at him and knocked him over. Annoyed, he wrestled with the creature, before he flipped it over and plunged his sword into it's neck. "Gotta be careful not to let our guards down. It's getting kind of hairy here."
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Not quite the response she had been hoping for but much better than what she had anticipated. Tsukiko can work with that.
“I’m Tsukiko,” she says, putting as much meaning as she can in to her voice. She’s not good at this whole emotions thing but she’s trying. “I think I was reincarnated, and I think I know you.” Swallowing slightly, Tsukiko holds out a palm, quickly drawing blood with her scalpel. “I’m a healer.” And to prove her point, she heals her own injury.
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Naomi was very unsure about her answer at first, not knowing what to think. She didn't know if she should believe the other girl or assume she was being pranked. It all just seemed too strange. But then, her eyes widened in shock, relief, and familiarity when she healed herself. That wasn't something just anyone could do, and there really could be only one explanation for it.
"Tsukiko" she said quietly, looking over her for a second "o-oh my god Tsukiko, you're alive!" She couldn't help but smile widely in her relief and joy, hugging her tightly before realizing and stepping back. "I-I'm sorry" she replied quickly "but you do know e, and I know you. I'm Naomi, a mage." To prove herself, she created a small flame in the palm of her hand. She just couldn't believe one of her friends had been reincarnated with her, and that they'd managed to find each other. She hoped they had the same luck with the others.
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Tsukiko stiffens instinctively when Naomi hugs her out of the blue, fingers tightening on the scalpel, but she forces herself to relax. Naomi’s safe. Despite that, she’s slightly relieved when Naomi releases her and takes a step back.
“It’s fine,” she says automatically, and can’t help the small smile that grows on her face when Naomi shows her her abilities. “It really is you.” Tsukiko shakes her head to clear her thoughts; they have to focus. Even now, she can hear the sound of fighting.
“If we’re here, then we can’t be the only ones,” she says, face serious once more. “Let’s find the others.”
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//yes, let's find the others
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[ tiger I think color is waiting for a response ]
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^^^^^ :^)
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Still rping with myself))
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Omg so sorry I didn't see this and I was asleep XD This thread was buried under like 30 notifications XD
(Gosh what's my name uh)
She laughed as the boy wiped the brains off of his face and wipe his hands on his pants. "I want to take a shower." She muttered, watching the bird-ladies swarm around him. The blood had dried on her hot skin and it was very itchy, and she was frustrated. "You know why they are flocking towards you?" She asked, narrowly avoiding a rushing centaur and kicking its hind leg. "It's because you're hot, and they're ladies, and ladies love hot guys." She teased with a smile, watching him go down with a hellhound before shooting a bullet into the horse-mans face.
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Saro Ashiya
20 - Male - The Warrior
Current Interaction: Prism
Saro laughed aloud as he heard the girl's statement. "You think so?" He stated, hopping to his feet and snatching one of the birds out of the hair with his hands. "Because these things are damn ugly. I'm gonna have to say i'm not interested in them." He laughed, twisting the ugly bird lady's head and snapping the neck in a quick fashion before discarding it. "I'm Saro, by the w-" he was cut off by a second centaur, rushing at him from the front. Alarmed, he didn't even realized that he had activated the only magical ability that he possessed- a shining barrier popped up between himself and the beast, causing the creature to back up, staggering. Shit. This is bad. No one's supposed to know about that. He took the chance to cut it down, slashing across it's neck with precision. "You didn't see anything." He said sheepishly, reminding himself just how rare magic was in this world. The barrier was a reflex for him- one that he had to break if he was to ever be normal in this world.
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(right im Prism)
//and I just watched part of Suicide Squad and now im in love with Harley Quinn and my charrie's kindaaaaa like her owo
//and I just realized half of the characters have Japanese names XD
Prism ducked, swiping another bird out of the air as he laughed. "You think so?" He asked. She nodded and gave him a half-hearted "myep" as she pierced the bird's neck with her dagger. "I'm gonna have to say I'm not interested in them." He added. She giggled along with him, giving him a flirty smile.
"I'm Saro, by the w-" He didn't have time to finish his sentence before a centaur rushed him. He stumbled back and flung up his hands, and a huge glowing sheen appeared in front of him. The centaur stumbled back, and so did Prism, her eyes wide in shock. "What the-what?" She asked. The centaur looked just as surprised, and she watched him slash the horse-mans neck. It collapsed on the floor in two halves."You didn't see anything." He said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh.." She said, eyes wide before seeing a smark of movement behind him. Sh whipped out her dagger and flung it at the hellhound behind Saro. The dagger whistled by his ear, ruffling his hair, and she winced as it sunk into the dog's eye, causing it to collapse with a howl, spraying her and the boy with a shower of blood bursting from its face. She walked up to it and stomped on its head angrily. It yelped and went limp. "Bitch." She spat, shoving the boy away again as another creature leapt at him. It caught her square in the chest and she went down with it, her trying to keep its mouth away from her throat by wrapping her hands around its neck and squeezing, and it trying its best to tear her throat out.
"Oh yeah, it's okay about the magic thing." She choked out.
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Saro Ashiya
20 - Male - The Warrior
Current Interaction: Prisim
Saro turned around as a hell hound rushed his new ally- flinching as a dagger skimmed the hair at his ear. He stepped forward as the girl went down, barely able to catch her statement. Don't worry about magic? What did she mean? he wondered. Did she have a past life like his? She looked nothing like anyone he knew back then. He himself at least resembled his former self, little more than a change of eye color between them. He grabbed the scruff of the hellhound's neck with his free hand, throwing it off the girl and slashing at it as it jumped back at them. "Hey, what did you mean about my magic? " He asked, turning to look over his shoulder at her.
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Prism-The Assassin-Interaction: Saro
Prism looked up at him as he flung off the hellhound and ended it with a clever slash to the neck. "Thank." She muttered, blowing a strand of hair away form her face and wiping sweat off her brow. "Hey, what did you mean about my magic?" He asked, turning to look over his shoulder at her. She immediately stilled. "It's, uh, nothing. Really. Forget I ever said that." She said, not daring herself to meet his eyes as she pushed herself off from the floor and stood up again.
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Saro Ashiya
20 - Male - The Warrior
Current Interaction: Prism
Saro raised his eyebrows. An odd reaction considering the girl's almost casual reference to his own magic. He heard something moved behind him, and he held his blade out straight from his back. The blade felt heavy as something made contact, and he slung the sword around toward his front once more, leaving another one of those bird things hit the ground. "Okay, not gonna talk then." He said, smirking. "Will you at least give me your name? I gave you mine." He suggested, turning back toward the alley. Off in the distance, he was sure he could see someone else. "Hey, is it just me, or, is someone else down there? Or is it some sort of human like monster? If its just a normal person, they might get hurt..." Pride. :^)
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As Erika walked along she could see two new people up in the distance she could faintly recognize one of them but she quickly pushed that aside when the bird like women came swooping down towards her not really in the mood to swing her sword around she simply snapped her fingers and their blood turned solid within their blood stream causing their bodies to fall to the ground like large stones. She didn't care if other saw her use her magic she viewed it as a tool to survive nothing more nothing less but right now that wasn't her main Erika was more focused on the new people in front of her she felt the need to protect them which was a new instinct for her. "Well here we go." She could see a hell hound rushing at the two she left out a small sigh to calm her nerves before running at the wolf she saw a piece of a broken down building that would be perfect for what she was to do. Erika used the piece to jump up above the hell hound before landing on it back driving her sword into the thing head it fell down and since it had been running before hand it skidded towards the two before slowly stopping in front of them. "Hi." Her knuckles where probably white from gripping the swords hilt tight so she wouldn't go flying on the hell hound carcass she lifted her head to the sound of more bird women so she used her magic once again to turn their blood in hard spikes which came out of their body in a gruesome way. "I am artist." She was only partly joking her past nature peaked through a bit even if she didn't know about her past self.
I write a lot))
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Prism-The Assassin-Interaction: Saro, Erika
//wow i need a template fo' this XD
Prism chewed on her lip, debating if she should tell him her name or no. Since he told her his, it was only fair if she told him hers too. But she didn't play fair, and said nothing, simply looking him with her creepy eyes.
"Hey, is it just me, or, is someone else down there? Or is it some sort of human like monster? If its just a normal person, they might get hurt..." Saro asked, a frown on his face as he stared off in the distance. She turned her head to look, too, and saw a small figure making its way to them. "Yeah, that's a person thingie." She said, waving a hand to gesture to the human-thingie. She couldn't come up with a name for it yet because it was so far away, but she could faintly see the outline and could tell that it was a woman. "It's either a woman or a girl." She stated unhelpfully as the female walked up to them, casually killing a hellhound.
She watched 'artist' rip apart a harpys body with her mind and raised an eyebrow. She souldn't be so bold to throw around her magic like that. "You shouldn't be so casual about using her magic, artist." She said pointedly, piercing her gaze with her own before hearing a shink as talons unsheathed. With a yell she turned around and swung her gun, not checking but already knowing that it was empty. The metal cracked against another harpys head and she fell with a strangled squeak. She smirked and punched down, aiming for the throat. Her hand pierced clean through and she felt veins and bones snap as her fingers dug past them. The woman went limp as she dragged her hand out again. "Oh gosh. Not I really need a shower." She whined, wringing her hands. She was beautiful, sure, but with all this grime and blood and sweat she called herself a monster.
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Saro Ashiya
20 - Male - The Warrior
Current Interaction: Prism, Erika
"Okay, so all of a sudden everyone know what magic is? This is just getting weirder and weirder." Saro said, his amber eyes glancing at both girls. The whole situation seemed very familiar. De-ja Vu. The he shook his head, his red hair, matted with blood, sticking to his face. He heard the gallop of hooves behind him, and an idea came to mind. "Anyway, that's a weird thing to call art. Art's more like this." He said, running at a wall, using it to gain a few feet, and then flipping backwards on the the back of a centuar that had charged him. "Hahaha! Just like the old days!" he said without thinking, grabbing the creature by its hair as it began to buck around. With any luck, it'd settle down and he'd be able to use it as a mount. If it went badly, his sword was pointed at it's heart.
//fukkin show off
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Erika was covered in blood from head to toe she didn't really care she seemed unfazed at the blood and grim that covered her form. "Trust me there are worse things then blood." She pulled her blade out of the dead body flicking off some of the blood so she wouldn't have as much to clean off later. "As for my magic I could careless what I do with it as long as it helps me and the people I'm with." She was proudly being to casual with this situation but it felt normal to her killing these things she wasn't sure why it felt normal but she tried to ignore it since it made her feel less human which was not a pleasant feeling. She turned her back toward them when more of the bird women came down on them she ducked some of the attacks garbing one by the hair in an effort to live it clawed at her arm Erika swung her blade to cut of the creatures head and chucked it at one of the other bird woman. She could feel her blood gripping down her arm from the deep cut in her arm she pride the things claws out of her arm throwing the body aside she hissed in pain glaring down at her cuts she focused on using her magic to stop most the bleeding. "Ouchy." She hissed again before going back to fighting the creatures choosing to ignore the cuts in her arm so she could focus on making these things die and leave them alone.
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