[Nexus] Arcanus: Expanding the bounds of magic since before you were born

[orb_of_blood]

If the head flies near Nixa at all, she ducks and moves out of its way. She could cast a shielding spell, but she'd always been much better at destructive spells and a magic shield of hers would probably shatter if touched.Stohp that! She hisses angrily. Just as annoying in death. Great.

[Hattish Thing]

But its fffuuuuuuuuuunnnn! The body grapples it's head and wrestles with it.

[Mee]

If the head flies near Nixa at all, she ducks and moves out of its way. She could cast a shielding spell, but she'd always been much better at destructive spells and a magic shield of hers would probably shatter if touched.Stohp that! She hisses angrily. Just as annoying in death. Great.

"I think, in this situation, the best thing we can do is just ignore it.
It'll stop being fun if there's no audience, right?"
Lumia asks, taking the time to make sure she's horribly exaggerating checking her fingernails, and generally being horribly bored.

[Hattish Thing]

Alabaster flies through the wall.


Just as Marciano and Grantaire enter. They're chuckling and laughing boisterously. Marciano is covered in blood. Evidently not his. The two disgusting thieve's boots are coverd in sewer muck. Needless to say they smell. Oy! Grantaire? D' ya' 'ave th' gold! Yussums Bossman. yaps Grantaire. Swell! Now all we gots ter do is find a wizzy person! There's plenty 'ere. Well, duh. Tha' th' 'ole reason we're 'ere ain't it?
Oy. Yup you'r right..... Exactly ya' inebriate. Brains a sponge I swear. OY! YOU PEOPLES 'R' WIZARDS! OY WOUL' LIKE SOM' ASSISTANCE! Yells The blood and muck covered halfling thief that is Marciano. He bumbles around before taking out a bag of gold. Hello? We'd like someone to identify somethin' of ours! I thought I told ya' that I speak. not you.

[orb_of_blood]

The speech grates on Nixa, and she ignores the Marciano and Grantaire. Anyone who speaks like that was uneducated and a waste of her time. Despite this, she can't help the fact that she definitely looks like a magic user. To avoid being seen by these new annoyances, she moves around Lumia so that the fighter is blocking her mostly from view.

[Hattish Thing]

'Ello?! Anyone!? Wer pay!

[Mee]

The speech grates on Nixa, and she ignores the Marciano and Grantaire. Anyone who speaks like that was uneducated and a waste of her time. Despite this, she can't help the fact that she definitely looks like a magic user. To avoid being seen by these new annoyances, she moves around Lumia so that the fighter is blocking her mostly from view.

Aaaah, blocking people. Lumia's old job; and one she knows how to do well.
With a slight gesture to get Nixa's attention, Lumia points behind her.
The way she's leaning, coupled with the spikes on her back, means there's a really, really nice niche that's just large enough for some skinny to stand in, and be pretty much completely hidden from view.

[orb_of_blood]

Aaaah, blocking people. Lumia's old job; and one she knows how to do well.
With a slight gesture to get Nixa's attention, Lumia points behind her.
The way she's leaning, coupled with the spikes on her back, means there's a really, really nice niche that's just large enough for some skinny to stand in, and be pretty much completely hidden from view.

Nixa gratefully slides into the space. Okay, Lumia has been deemed 'useful'. It's pretty rare for Nixa to trust someone after only a little while, but she's saving her from getting angry with and then probably roasting the two new annoyances.

[Hattish Thing]

Wasnt there some mage 'ere?!

[Mee]

Wasnt there some mage 'ere?!

Well, there's a Lumia! Who's leaning against a wall, whistling to herself.
She's not hiding a mage! She'd never!

[Hattish Thing]

Oy. You're no mage.

[Mee]

Oy. You're no mage.

Lumia points to herself, wearing her best 'Who, me?' expression.

[Hattish Thing]

Yes you, woman!

[Mee]

Yes you, woman!

"Well, it's completely true. I'm not, in fact, a mage."
Lumia says, nodding.

[Hattish Thing]

And why not?!

[Mee]

And why not?!

"Well, why would I be? I can't cast spells, and I like swordwork entirely too much.
So why should I give that up to cast spells?"

[Hattish Thing]

Because wer want a mage!

[ThirdEmperor]

"Excuse me, is this man causing trouble for you?" This interruption comes from the shortest of the three identical twins who up till now have been sitting quietly in the corner, waiting their turn to be interviewed. Each one is a good six feet tall, built like born athletes, their resemblance to each other uncanny.

[Mee]

Because wer want a mage!

"Well . . . then . . . I can't do much for you."

"Excuse me, is this man causing trouble for you?" This interruption comes from the shortest of the three identical twins who up till now have been sitting quietly in the corner, waiting their turn to be interviewed. Each one is a good six feet tall, built like born athletes, their resemblance to each other uncanny.

"No more so than anyone else here, it seems."
Lumia didn't mean that to sound harsh, but it kinda does come across as such.
"Well, okay, so just that old guy and then these guys.
Yeah, they kind of are bothering me, but it's okay. I'll just deal with it. It's a test of my patience, right? I guess?"

[Hattish Thing]

Men! Theres two 'o' us!

[ThirdEmperor]

"How odd. The only men I see are my brothers here." Ooh, the one on the right is giving the two annoying little fellows a harsh glare, one that reads in simple terms; Go away, you nuisance.

[Hattish Thing]

Marciano remarks, No duh stupid. Im a halfling an' meh fren's a gnome. Think that'd be fairly obvious.

[Mee]

Men! Theres two 'o' us!

"And even if you stood on each others' shoulders, you'd still be shorter than us."

"How odd. The only men I see are my brothers here." Ooh, the one on the right is giving the two annoying little fellows a harsh glare, one that reads in simple terms; Go away, you nuisance.

"You're completely right, my apologies."
Lumia says, cracking a grin at them.

[Hattish Thing]

Lass, shu' up..

[ThirdEmperor]

The brother on the right returns the grin, shaking his head at Marciano and Grantaire's protests. "A halfling and a gnome? Well, that would explain it."

[Hattish Thing]

Wha' th' 'ell does tha' mean!?

[Mee]

Lass, shu' up..

"Or what? You'll punch my kneecap?"

The brother on the right returns the grin, shaking his head at Marciano and Grantaire's protests. "A halfling and a gnome? Well, that would explain it."

Lumia watches, her grin turning into a smile of amusement.
She's had a long, trying day, and this is most amusing.

[Hattish Thing]

Or Ill cut off your limbs. Same thing with tha' drow.

[ThirdEmperor]

"Well, seeing as neither of you are men, we thought that you had to be girls." The middle one taunts. "But then we realized that no girl could possibly be as ugly as you two, so we were pretty confused." The one on the right adds. "Until you were so nice to clarify that you're a gnome and halfling and more annoying than either." The shortest of the three finishes, their words glibly intertwined without the slightest pause, one picking up just as the other ends. "I would also add that you better stop making threats before someone calls you on them." The third and last says, finally joining in.

[BladeofObliviom]

Sarah (who is totally still here) undeadtimes for just a moment.

"It's worth noting that I offer free healing services to members and people that DON'T threaten others with dismemberment!"

She then immediately lapses back into deadtime.