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Post 8. WC: 242 TC: 1747
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Romance's question was answered faster than he'd expected and done in such a manner that he hadn't expected. The gaggle conversing among themselves about the two mages before them, to which the blonde naturally stopped and observed with a confused look. Feeling the situation was about to escalate and readying himself in a defensive stance before the gang began to transform in a flash of light.
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It was a showy display of magic he could say, but it wasn't half bad when disconnecting from the situation. The entire ordeal reminding him of a magical girl anime or something of the like, each of the kids coming out of their transfiguring light show as full fledged adults. Well that was... odd.
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"Um,"
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Rome couldn't even comment as the three of them spoke of Big and himself being on the opposing team, something that was only technically true. Not that they would give him an opportunity to explain himself, wind kicking up quickly with the trio now dancing much to his own chagrin. Feeling his body being lifted from the earth and groaning at the pressure shift on his body, black water forming on his right hand that lashed out and pierced the earth below. Rooting itself deep enough to keep him from flying off.
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"STOPPPPP... DANCINGGGGGG!!!!!!!" He tried to yell over the wind, holding on for dear life during the display. His features stretching as if he were standing in a wind tunnel.
Romance's question was answered faster than he'd expected and done in such a manner that he hadn't expected. The gaggle conversing among themselves about the two mages before them, to which the blonde naturally stopped and observed with a confused look. Feeling the situation was about to escalate and readying himself in a defensive stance before the gang began to transform in a flash of light.
[break][break]
It was a showy display of magic he could say, but it wasn't half bad when disconnecting from the situation. The entire ordeal reminding him of a magical girl anime or something of the like, each of the kids coming out of their transfiguring light show as full fledged adults. Well that was... odd.
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"Um,"
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Rome couldn't even comment as the three of them spoke of Big and himself being on the opposing team, something that was only technically true. Not that they would give him an opportunity to explain himself, wind kicking up quickly with the trio now dancing much to his own chagrin. Feeling his body being lifted from the earth and groaning at the pressure shift on his body, black water forming on his right hand that lashed out and pierced the earth below. Rooting itself deep enough to keep him from flying off.
[break][break]
"STOPPPPP... DANCINGGGGGG!!!!!!!" He tried to yell over the wind, holding on for dear life during the display. His features stretching as if he were standing in a wind tunnel.
[attr="class","spellbound-tag"] Notorious B.I.G.
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Post 8. WC: 242 TC: 1747
