- Location
- Third planet from the star named Sol
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- He/They
That's to much trolling of the Saito fans, imo.Barricade said:
Halkegenia Online Thread 7: "Arrun Noir"
- Thread starter Triggerhappy
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you can never troll Saito fans to much.NotAlwaysFanfic said:
Inverness
The Foxiest Wife
Being a dick to people isn't something to be proud of.Jyn Ryvia said:
- Location
- California Conservation Corps
- Pronouns
- She/Her
While it would be fun to troll the Saito fans some more, dead people should stay dead. Unless they're Aki.Jyn Ryvia said:
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- Somewhere
*insert people die when they're killed joke*spaceman1997 said:While it would be fun to troll the Saito fans some more, dead people should stay dead. Unless they're Aki.
Xexilf
Oblivion Sempiternum Daemonis
Your misreading the post, the "he" refers already to dunwell. Reread sentence carefully.LONE WOLF 666 said:
And Aki is indeed a girl.
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Triggerhappy
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So yeah, the 4th kind of screwed up my writing schedule and then I ended up completely out of it this morning. I don't know why I've been feeling so tired lately Anyways, this was supposed to be added yesterday to the end of the last section (which is why it's so short) It has since been added to the snip on page 49. Cheers!
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<size style="3"]Louise barely noted the Knight's departure, her attention was completely wrapped up examining her latest series of partial failures.[/size]
Some of the things that Kirche had suggest had helped, duelist techniques meant to circumvent thought and make the caster act on reflex. It seemed to bypass whatever Louise was doing to sabotage herself, but the results weren't perfect. Common spells were workable enough, but manipulating any of the elements was still beyond her.
Sighing to herself, she listened for the hundred time as Kirche walked her through technique with the occasional comment from Tabitha.
"Don't let the stone distract you Louise." Kirche stood behind her, taking hold of her wand arm and adjusting the tilt of her head. "Urgency is the bane of a mage. Until you can fully control your magic, speed wont do you any good."
"I know that already!" Louise snapped back. Founder, she knew it! But knowing was one thing and doing another.
It was these baby steps, she thought. Her systematic retraining had seemed to be paying dividends after her return from Tarbes. She'd been delighted at first to see herself making progress. But success had spawned impatience and a gnawing insistence that she should be able to do more, faster, better.
She'd almost let herself forget the lessons that had gotten her this far, and it had been frustrating to return to them.
"I thought it would get easier is all." Louise grumbled as she examined her new wand, a graceful focus purchased from one of the Capital's best craftsmen. Mother had been in a very generous mood, going so far as to examine each wand in person before giving them to Louise to try for herself.
Kirche looked bemused. "Oh, is that so? I think if it really got that easy, you'd see a lot more Square mages running around."
"Kirche-san has a point." KoKo chided. "Back when I was in school I worked really hard at archery and I still wasn't even close to being a master."
"Archery?" Kirche cocked her head.
"Oh yeah," KoKo grinned, "I was a pretty fair hand with a bow but I was never as good as some of my friends and not even close to my instructor." The Cait's ears twitched thoughtfully. "But my point is, it never gets easy Louise-chan, because if its easy you aren't challenging yourself anymore."
Louise nodded slowly. Right, she was back to failing, but it was at a higher level than she had ever failed at before, and once she stopped failing at this, she could move on to failing at something even more challenging.
"So that's why you use a bow?" Louise asked.
KoKo scratched at the back of her head. "Yeah, I was already pretty good with them, so I just stuck with it when I started playing ALfheim. I really shine with longbows, but they're a little tricky to use in midair."
"But you use magic as well, don't you?" Kirche questioned. "I mean, you didn't just use your bow and arrow back in Tarbes."
"Right." The Cait held up her hands. "I'm pretty good at tagging my arrows with enchantments and elemental buffs," she smiled, "And I guess it comes in handy for other things too."
That was another thing Louise couldn't quite wrap her head around. The Fae didn't act like their magic made them anything special. Though it made a little sense, perhaps, Louise thought, knowing what she knew.
After all, the Faeries had been humans in that other world, if KoKo was to be believed, then nobody in that world had possessed an ounce of proper magic. It explained why the Cait Syth woman could seem so giddy at the prospect, like a first year waving about a brand new wand.
Any further comments were cut off by a faint 'Kyuui' from far above signaling the return of Tabitha's dragon, no doubt having had her fill of the small mobs that had taken to infesting the lands beyond the Capital.
"Well then, back to work!" Botan chirped as she dropped back down onto Schwartz and took hold of his reigns.
Louise was all too eager to agree as they made their way from the concealed garden and back towards the Palace. Sylphid was smart enough to know exactly where to land to await her master and had already settled near the far end of the Palace's Eastern Wing.
The group picked up pace when Louise noticed a solitary figure dismissing a servant at the nearby steps and walking out to meet them.
By the time they reached Sylphied, the figure had resolved itself into a severe looking, blond haired young woman moving briskly and with purpose. The way that she stared straight at them left no doubt in Louise's mind that her arrival was no coincidence. But what gave Lousie pause was her dress.
A uniform, a proper military uniform, Trousers, durable blouse, and heavy cotton jacket dyed in the colors of the Royal Guard, and most importantly, the sword on her hip. Not a servant, a soldier!
And as she got closer, Louise noticed something else hung from her belt opposite her sword. It took her a moment to identify the clumsy looking device, a pistol. Louise had never had reason to examine one up close. Guns were a commoner weapon with little utility to a Mage.
"Good day." Louise called. "What business would you have with us, Miss?"
"Agnes." The woman said coming to a halt with rigid military stance that reminded Louise all too much of her mother. "Lieutenant Agnes of her Majesty's Royal Musketeer Squadron. Would you happen to be Louise de La Valliere?"
'Lieutenant?' Louise thought, eyeing the pistol once more, and a commoner as well? Louise hadn't even known that there were commoner officers. Didn't one have to be a Mage to achieve that status in the army. Then again, she had just met with a Commoner Knight. It seemed such people existed if one only looked.
She shook her head, that wasn't important right now. "Yes, I am she. How may I be of service to a member of her Majesty's Guard?"
The blonde woman's eyes narrowed suspiciously, noting Tabitha, Kirche, and KoKo. "My business is only with you Miss Valliere."
The youngest Valliere daughter bit off an unladylike reply. No, of course she was right to be cautious in these times. "If you're worried about eavesdropping, I can vouch for everyone here." Louise said diplomatically.
After some apparent deliberation, Agnes nodded reluctantly, then regaining her momentum. "I'm here to ask about you inquiries about one Terrance de'Martou."
Louise was fully alert at once. She didn't even spare a moment to wonder how the Musketeer had learned of her investigation. "Truly?! Then, do you know something of the whereabouts of this man?"
Agnes nodded again slowly. "I do."
Louise had to strangle a triumphant cry in her chest as she spun around to look back at Botan. The Pixie Knight looked every bit as excited, maybe even more so. That joy died a heartbeat later as Agnes continued.
"I've come to learn your business with de'Martou and if necessary, to warn you off." Agnes said.
Warn them off? Louise wondered, everything beginning to come together. "Then, do you have something to do with the missing documentations on Terrance de'Martou?"
In reply, Agnes reached into her jacket and withdrew a carefully folded letter. "Those documents are being held at my order." She explained, allowing the letter to fall open so that Louise could see the Royal Seal embossed, granting the holder the full authority and cooperation of Tristain's government and Nobility. "Terrance de'Martou is currently under investigation for tax embezzlement and ties to the Radical Revolution Movement Reconquista. I demand to know your business with him."
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Anyways, this was supposed to be added yesterday to the end of the last section (which is why it's so short) It has since been added to the snip on page 49. Cheers![<
<size style="3"]Louise barely noted the Knight's departure, her attention was completely wrapped up examining her latest series of partial failures.[/size]
Some of the things that Kirche had suggest had helped, duelist techniques meant to circumvent thought and make the caster act on reflex. It seemed to bypass whatever Louise was doing to sabotage herself, but the results weren't perfect. Common spells were workable enough, but manipulating any of the elements was still beyond her.
Sighing to herself, she listened for the hundred time as Kirche walked her through technique with the occasional comment from Tabitha.
"Don't let the stone distract you Louise." Kirche stood behind her, taking hold of her wand arm and adjusting the tilt of her head. "Urgency is the bane of a mage. Until you can fully control your magic, speed wont do you any good."
"I know that already!" Louise snapped back. Founder, she knew it! But knowing was one thing and doing another.
It was these baby steps, she thought. Her systematic retraining had seemed to be paying dividends after her return from Tarbes. She'd been delighted at first to see herself making progress. But success had spawned impatience and a gnawing insistence that she should be able to do more, faster, better.
She'd almost let herself forget the lessons that had gotten her this far, and it had been frustrating to return to them.
"I thought it would get easier is all." Louise grumbled as she examined her new wand, a graceful focus purchased from one of the Capital's best craftsmen. Mother had been in a very generous mood, going so far as to examine each wand in person before giving them to Louise to try for herself.
Kirche looked bemused. "Oh, is that so? I think if it really got that easy, you'd see a lot more Square mages running around."
"Kirche-san has a point." KoKo chided. "Back when I was in school I worked really hard at archery and I still wasn't even close to being a master."
"Archery?" Kirche cocked her head.
"Oh yeah," KoKo grinned, "I was a pretty fair hand with a bow but I was never as good as some of my friends and not even close to my instructor." The Cait's ears twitched thoughtfully. "But my point is, it never gets easy Louise-chan, because if its easy you aren't challenging yourself anymore."
Louise nodded slowly. Right, she was back to failing, but it was at a higher level than she had ever failed at before, and once she stopped failing at this, she could move on to failing at something even more challenging.
"So that's why you use a bow?" Louise asked.
KoKo scratched at the back of her head. "Yeah, I was already pretty good with them, so I just stuck with it when I started playing ALfheim. I really shine with longbows, but they're a little tricky to use in midair."
"But you use magic as well, don't you?" Kirche questioned. "I mean, you didn't just use your bow and arrow back in Tarbes."
"Right." The Cait held up her hands. "I'm pretty good at tagging my arrows with enchantments and elemental buffs," she smiled, "And I guess it comes in handy for other things too."
That was another thing Louise couldn't quite wrap her head around. The Fae didn't act like their magic made them anything special. Though it made a little sense, perhaps, Louise thought, knowing what she knew.
After all, the Faeries had been humans in that other world, if KoKo was to be believed, then nobody in that world had possessed an ounce of proper magic. It explained why the Cait Syth woman could seem so giddy at the prospect, like a first year waving about a brand new wand.
Any further comments were cut off by a faint 'Kyuui' from far above signaling the return of Tabitha's dragon, no doubt having had her fill of the small mobs that had taken to infesting the lands beyond the Capital.
"Well then, back to work!" Botan chirped as she dropped back down onto Schwartz and took hold of his reigns.
Louise was all too eager to agree as they made their way from the concealed garden and back towards the Palace. Sylphid was smart enough to know exactly where to land to await her master and had already settled near the far end of the Palace's Eastern Wing.
The group picked up pace when Louise noticed a solitary figure dismissing a servant at the nearby steps and walking out to meet them.
By the time they reached Sylphied, the figure had resolved itself into a severe looking, blond haired young woman moving briskly and with purpose. The way that she stared straight at them left no doubt in Louise's mind that her arrival was no coincidence. But what gave Lousie pause was her dress.
A uniform, a proper military uniform, Trousers, durable blouse, and heavy cotton jacket dyed in the colors of the Royal Guard, and most importantly, the sword on her hip. Not a servant, a soldier!
And as she got closer, Louise noticed something else hung from her belt opposite her sword. It took her a moment to identify the clumsy looking device, a pistol. Louise had never had reason to examine one up close. Guns were a commoner weapon with little utility to a Mage.
"Good day." Louise called. "What business would you have with us, Miss?"
"Agnes." The woman said coming to a halt with rigid military stance that reminded Louise all too much of her mother. "Lieutenant Agnes of her Majesty's Royal Musketeer Squadron. Would you happen to be Louise de La Valliere?"
'Lieutenant?' Louise thought, eyeing the pistol once more, and a commoner as well? Louise hadn't even known that there were commoner officers. Didn't one have to be a Mage to achieve that status in the army. Then again, she had just met with a Commoner Knight. It seemed such people existed if one only looked.
She shook her head, that wasn't important right now. "Yes, I am she. How may I be of service to a member of her Majesty's Guard?"
The blonde woman's eyes narrowed suspiciously, noting Tabitha, Kirche, and KoKo. "My business is only with you Miss Valliere."
The youngest Valliere daughter bit off an unladylike reply. No, of course she was right to be cautious in these times. "If you're worried about eavesdropping, I can vouch for everyone here." Louise said diplomatically.
After some apparent deliberation, Agnes nodded reluctantly, then regaining her momentum. "I'm here to ask about you inquiries about one Terrance de'Martou."
Louise was fully alert at once. She didn't even spare a moment to wonder how the Musketeer had learned of her investigation. "Truly?! Then, do you know something of the whereabouts of this man?"
Agnes nodded again slowly. "I do."
Louise had to strangle a triumphant cry in her chest as she spun around to look back at Botan. The Pixie Knight looked every bit as excited, maybe even more so. That joy died a heartbeat later as Agnes continued.
"I've come to learn your business with de'Martou and if necessary, to warn you off." Agnes said.
Warn them off? Louise wondered, everything beginning to come together. "Then, do you have something to do with the missing documentations on Terrance de'Martou?"
In reply, Agnes reached into her jacket and withdrew a carefully folded letter. "Those documents are being held at my order." She explained, allowing the letter to fall open so that Louise could see the Royal Seal embossed, granting the holder the full authority and cooperation of Tristain's government and Nobility. "Terrance de'Martou is currently under investigation for tax embezzlement and ties to the Radical Revolution Movement Reconquista. I demand to know your business with him."
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InfiniteFreedom
Benign hackers unite.
If you live in California, it's probably the heat.Triggerhappy said:So yeah, the 4th kind of screwed up my writing schedule and then I ended up completely out of it this morning. I don't know why I've been feeling so tired lately
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Well, extra opportunity for Agnes to advance her investigation there. Lucky her, just getting an extra angle thrown in to her lap like that. The only question is, how do you best leverage this together with what you already have? And are the other investigators useful in accelerating this process some how?
At the least, the Valliere group would one assume be useful as an alternate way to gain access to this persons home, with out necessarily raising his suspicion about the full scope of the investigation.
Just leaving the question, can Agnes leverage such access to an extra advantage?
At the least, the Valliere group would one assume be useful as an alternate way to gain access to this persons home, with out necessarily raising his suspicion about the full scope of the investigation.
Just leaving the question, can Agnes leverage such access to an extra advantage?
Anzer'ke
Anarchism Ho!
Meanwhile; At the Fan FactoryNecroMechanoid said:
"Hey Francois! What in Brimrir's name is this truck of manure for?!?"
- Location
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Huh? You mean Agnes?Dreitus said:
Huh you know it just struck me. As good of spies and assassins as Pixies would be. They'd be insane saboteurs. Grunt lifting things like the banner wouldn't be doable without a few of them, but given the domestication ability, even the brute carrying capacity thing can be somewhat overcome.
And can you imagine what they could do to an unattended gunpowder stock?Mizuki_Stone said:
Just one little fireball and... KABOOM!
Triggerhappy
Stick with Trigger and You'll Make it Through
- Location
- SoCal
I think we know where Daisy Cutter pilots come from.Rolfson said:
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How would they get through the locked doors leading to the stock?Rolfson said:
By picking the lock of course.Vaermina said:
Or, depending on the door and the size of the pixies in question, possibly squeezing in under the cracks.
Stealing the keys is also an option.
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
If i remember right TH lives in Southern Cali. triple digits in the summer time if you arent near the beach.femanon said:
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I guess that depends on if TH decides to use period specific locks and doors or not then.Nervaqus987 said:
I thought people feared the Elves because they're incredibly powerful and not because they have a phobia of long, pointy ears. They stopped being afraid of Faeries because they realized the Fae weren't that strong individually and didn't harbor a hatred for all things human.
It would make sense that they would still be afraid of actual elves.
It would make sense that they would still be afraid of actual elves.
But the fairies don't know that.
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HalO 2131 Chapter 2 Part 2 - Chapter 1 Part's 1, 2, 3, 4 Chapter 2 Part 1
Exobiologist Dr. Aki Ross VR log May 8th 2131 Planet "Unknown" Dimensional coordinates 42.219.31
There was a surprise waiting for me in the Biology lab today. The sand creature that was being kept in the ecology had disappeared. In it's place there was a small nine inch tall scale modle of me made of sandstone. At first I thought it was a bad joke by Brooke to get me back for turning down his offers of assistance. That belief lasted the ten minutes it took me to go over the security logs for my lab.
Watching the creature collapse into an inert pile of sand and and then seemingly pull itself out of the stone in my shape was an extremely unsettling experience. Made doubly so by the fact that what I just observed should be physically impossible since it seems to have drawn mass from the inside of the rock without disturbing it's outside in any detectable manner.
After bringing this bit of information to the attention of the rest of the base staff an interesting question was posed by Dr. Levit. "If it can pass through solid matter why doesn't it leave the enclosure?" From what I gather there was a bit of a argument at that point that ended with Dr. Brooke breaking Dr. Sung's nose. In end though they decided to test out Dr. Brooke's theory that it could only move through porous materials by fabricating a number of enclosures out of various natural materials to test it's abilities on.
While that was going on I was busy running some simulations to find out what evolutionary pressures could lead to such a form of mimicry naturally developing. I was about six hours and a couple thousand simulations in when ALICE asked something that I still can't believe we overlooked in our attempt to find out the hows of it's abilities.
Why did it mimic me?
Exobiologist Dr. Aki Ross VR log May 8th 2131 Planet "Unknown" Dimensional coordinates 42.219.31
There was a surprise waiting for me in the Biology lab today. The sand creature that was being kept in the ecology had disappeared. In it's place there was a small nine inch tall scale modle of me made of sandstone. At first I thought it was a bad joke by Brooke to get me back for turning down his offers of assistance. That belief lasted the ten minutes it took me to go over the security logs for my lab.
Watching the creature collapse into an inert pile of sand and and then seemingly pull itself out of the stone in my shape was an extremely unsettling experience. Made doubly so by the fact that what I just observed should be physically impossible since it seems to have drawn mass from the inside of the rock without disturbing it's outside in any detectable manner.
After bringing this bit of information to the attention of the rest of the base staff an interesting question was posed by Dr. Levit. "If it can pass through solid matter why doesn't it leave the enclosure?" From what I gather there was a bit of a argument at that point that ended with Dr. Brooke breaking Dr. Sung's nose. In end though they decided to test out Dr. Brooke's theory that it could only move through porous materials by fabricating a number of enclosures out of various natural materials to test it's abilities on.
While that was going on I was busy running some simulations to find out what evolutionary pressures could lead to such a form of mimicry naturally developing. I was about six hours and a couple thousand simulations in when ALICE asked something that I still can't believe we overlooked in our attempt to find out the hows of it's abilities.
Why did it mimic me?
No, we don't. I'm not all that fond of snippets where people are being incredulous of or rude to people who are feared or worshiped or whatever. This sort of attitude needs to be earned by a protagonist. We need to spend hundreds of pages with him before we think it's awesome or funny.NecroMechanoid said:
And the protagonist needs to be able to back his attitude up with firepower/political power/etc. or he needs to deal with the consequences of pissing off someone powerful.