Odin's Spear
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take-over / phoenix fire
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fly (ft. ivory volkov)
Sept 14, 2019 22:08:29 GMT
As expected, Justice was having no problem with the forces coming upon the caravan. If anything, it was child's play for her. With arrows and spears being turned back to their senders, the numbers of the advancing force was quickly dwindled - not to mention their backline being send to the underworld via direct passage of a flaming portal.
As a psionic wave sent the rest of them to the ground, Ivory would use the opportunity to hover over their fallen positions and, with another heavy breath in and out, she'd lay waste to them with another horrific splash of fire. Burning to death was probably one of the worst ways to go - but at least her flames were hot enough to end their lives in a faster manner than normal ones would..
She'd sweep over Odin Spear's caravan, just to hit Justice with the wind of her wings, and circle back around to see the quick and still burning waste that she'd caused. Not to mention all the stray bodies riddled with their own weapons or sullied with bullets. Had there been any survivors?
She'd stop her forward flight and lower behind the caravan, the horse's head morphing back into her regular one, "Do you want a ride to see if any are left in the wreckage of their caravan? Or shall we let them turn tail and tell the story of OS' might?" She was only mildly aware of how extremely ridiculous she looked, discernible by how serious and casual she spoke from her human head attached to a pegasus body.
A.J. Godfrey
notes. (Post 8)
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Odin's Spear
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@sol
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odin's eye
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fly (ft. ivory volkov)
Sept 15, 2019 1:44:19 GMT
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By the time she was done her sick rapping—wondering at one point she’ll get to show off her angelic singing voice in lieu of the typical horrorcore—there was hardly anything left of their adversaries. Wiping beads of sweat on her brow, she felt the ensuing breeze from the flap of Ivory’s wings. No matter the intention behind the gesture, the perspiration clinging to her body and the cool breeze made for a pleasant experience. As did seeing Ivory’s ridiculous stunt afterward.
Snorting, her cheeks inflated as she tried to stifle her laughter. Like a damn breaking from an overzealous stream, she began to laugh hysterically at the display before her. A horse sporting a human head, truly an entity befitting archaic depictions of yore. Perhaps Ivory would create her own legend through this. Once she recovered from her laughing spell, she wiped a tear away and spoke.
”Yeah—maybe ditch the human head before I die, though. Or just keep the wings. I don’t mind if you carry me with just your regular self. We can check, but I think it’s better to leave stragglers alive to warn their folks.”
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Odin's Spear
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@ifera
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367
balance
jewels
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Magic
take-over / phoenix fire
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fly (ft. ivory volkov)
Sept 15, 2019 16:42:20 GMT
"What's so fun-" Oh. Transfiguring into all sorts of partials and/or beasts in general sometimes made her forget her outward appearance. But now that it was pointed out.. she'd beam in return, giggling and stomping a hoof against the ground in accord to the feeling of amusement. Watching Justice let go that much, however, was more euphoric than she'd ever imagine, and all she could do after her short chuckle was carry an affectionate grin as she watched Justice die. The only dying she ever wanted to see the individual doing.
"I think I'd rather watch you laugh for days." She teased, but would oblige temporarily, her equine body growing smaller until it sucked back into her own figure, save for the wings, which remained on her back like those of a warrior angel. They were much stronger like this, she thought, realizing the potential speeds they'd be able to carry her at if she were to partially use them in the future. "Let's leave them then. I gave edgy pegasus his amusement for the day and I am ready to just.. relax in your presence."
She felt the faintness of a blush appear, and had it been available, she might of took Justice's hand and flew her off to some beautiful place. She'd keep a respectful manner about herself, though, and instead simply landed on the edge of the caravan's opening, retreating her wings and instead taking Justice's hand to pull herself back inside.
A.J. Godfrey
Ya know, assuming she offered it KEK.Otherwise she just retreated wings, lost balance and fell out tehehe. (Post 9)
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Odin's Spear
tag
@sol
posts
469
balance
jewels
Pronouns
She/Her
OOC name
Solace
Magic
odin's eye
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fly (ft. ivory volkov)
Sept 15, 2019 17:43:09 GMT
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”Y-Yeah, you got that right. I’m ready to do the same thing, Ivy,” Justice replied, the declaration a bit of a request to Anniken herself. After all, she preferred to savour this moment with just the two of them while they relaxed after eliminating the target at hand. With all the drinking she did before, she felt like an idiot for worrying the woman before her. However, she was not ready to let that gloom sully her mood or the atmosphere they evoked.
Preventing her dearest friend from falling into an instant neck fracture, she took her hand and helped her inside. Maybe it was because of the momentum, but she might have inadvertently pulled her close to her person when she completed the motion. This prompted her to look away, golden irises darting to her leftmost peripheral.
”We ah, have a lot of the day left, by the way. This finished early. We can really just sit around and chill for a good while. With these guys gone, the trip back will be peaceful. So, let's do that.”
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Odin's Spear
tag
@ifera
posts
367
balance
jewels
Pronouns
She/Her
OOC name
Someone
Magic
take-over / phoenix fire
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fly (ft. ivory volkov)
Sept 15, 2019 18:48:53 GMT
She couldn't help but notice Justice's own facial flush and would store it away in her special collection of memories. Specifically the ones categorized as reminders to the real-ity of their connection. After today her confusion on what she had felt that night in the desert had cleared up significantly. Because even if she had to wait, at least she knew Justice was willing to explore whatever it was with her. Someday.
Being pulled against the woman also issued her own sideways glance, trying her best to fight an all too familiar impulse. She would sway away, though, smiling and plopping down on her rump with the casual transition of a dancer. Almost as if their physical press had been planned just so that she could twirl away as smoothly as she did.
"I suppose since we have a while we could.." She crossed her eyes playfully, "Play "Whose That Animal"[pokemon!].. Where I amuse myself by seeing you laugh with each ridiculous partial take-over I can manage. If you guess right I have to drink from the flask." What better way to platonically pass the time than to have a little fun? Besides, she wanted to see the details of laughter on Justice's countenance once again. It was a masterpiece calling her to view it.
A.J. Godfrey
The end! *scenes of pure ridculousess pursue* (Post 10)
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