Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361 
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 23:24:16 GMT -8
Reuna nearly choked on the glob of batter she'd just stuck in her mouth when Gavin waxed curious on the odd nature of eggs. Okay, that was definitely enough for her. Sending the bowl and whisk to go rest in the washtub, she stood and went to go check on the cakes, ruffling Gavin's hair as she passed. "We'll teach you all about eggs and how they work when you're older. Along with a bunch of other very strange things."
Pulling open the oven doors one by one, she peeked at the cakes inside, and judging them to be not quite ready yet, closed the doors again. Taking advantage of this opportunity to retrieve her cooling racks and a plate on which to put the cake, these were put on the table, as well as a large frosting knife. "I believe I have some fish. And I know a particularly delicious way to cook them. As for what your father would like, I don't know; we haven't exactly shared many meals together. But I'm sure he'll eat whatever you decide you want."
As she went to the stone cabinet kept magically cold, she sent a few items flying to the table, namely her cutting board, some large green leaves, and a sharp knife. A number of button mushrooms in their slotted basket drifted over beneath the water pump, and were joined by a head of broccoli; the pump began to move, sending a deluge of water down onto the vegetables as the basket shook, making sure they were properly cleaned. With three large trout fillets in hand, she returned to the table, laying them out on three of the leaves. "I'm quite fond of seafood myself, so I try to keep it on hand.. I often buy some fish whenever I'm in the city."
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Gavin Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 131 
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 23:55:22 GMT -8
Gavin continued to regard Reuna's magical abilities with awe. He also took an unnatural interest in the leaves and button mushrooms.
Then he folded his arms. He was a little jealous. He wanted to be as good at magic as Reuna. He knew he'd be getting lessons soon, maybe, if his daddy said it was ok. But it wasn't fair. He wanted to be good now. If only he could do something she couldn't.
When Reuna wasn't looking, Gavin stared at where he knew the scars on her wrists were. He had no understanding of the implications of those scars. But instead he wondered why a great sorceress like Auntie Reuna couldn't heal them herself? Of course, scars took quite a bit of magic to heal and sometimes weren't worth the effort. Some people felt iffy about their scars, treating them as part of their identity. This presented a psychological barrier for the would-be healer. And heck, some people took pride in their scars...
Of course, Gavin didn't know any of this. Rather recklessly, he began to stare at Reuna's scar, focusing his little mind. He didn't expect anything to actually happen though.
Would Reuna notice when the smallest of her scars disappeared? Would she sense the itching sensation or the slight trace of mana? Or Gavin unnaturally staring at her while her back was turned? He would of course pretend nothing was out of the ordinary when she turned around to look at him...
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 9, 2016 0:23:21 GMT -8
As she went about her business, retrieving the washed vegetables - as well as another stick of butter and some small dishes with spices in them - she felt an odd.. tingling sensation on her left wrist. Wrinkling her brow in confusion, Reuna set the items down on the table and glanced at her wrist. Then stared. She was intimately familiar with every single scar on her body that she'd received during her time as a slave. She'd had them for more than thirty years, after all.
And one of them was now gone.
Healing magics were not in Reuna's repertoire, and even had they been, she never would've tried to remove the evidence of her past. To see one of her scars - one of the marks of what she'd suffered, what she'd endured, what she'd overcome to be the strong, independent woman she'd always believed herself to be - suddenly.. vanished, created an odd sense of panic. As though pieces of her very self were being.. erased. She kept the scars hidden, not because she was ashamed of them, but because she absolutely hated having people look at her with pity. That was always the reaction when anyone saw the ropy tendrils of badly-healed tissue that adorned her pale skin.
Biting back on rising nausea and something that she was fairly certain was an impending panic attack, Reuna wobbled, planting her hands on the surface of the table as she breathed slowly in through her nose. Her hands shook as she grabbed two thick woolen mittens and went to retrieve the cakes, dumping them onto the cooling racks and sending the pans to rest in the washtub. They were still unsteady as she began to cut the broccoli into florets, tossing them onto the leaves and fish as she did so. Her voice was equally tremulous as she spoke. "Why um.. why don't you.. tell me a story, little prince?"
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 9, 2016 0:58:06 GMT -8
Gavin's eyes grew wide with surprise. He wasn't sure how to interpret Reuna's odd behavior. "Why are you scared? Did I do something bad?" Gavin blinked at where the scar should have been.
"... There, I put it back." He said flatly.
"I don't know any stories... My dad told me one about dragons but, I don't remember it. But... I don't know if it counts as a story. Sometimes I think about, something strange. It looks like... it looks like a pyramid." Gavin smiled a bit when he started to visualize it. "And there's a really bright light at the top, and like a small light in the middle, but off to the side, and two more lights. I think I'm the first light, and the other two are... I don't remember. And then I see you and daddy at the bottom on the other side, but daddy looks weird. He looks like... he's faint. And I see, and I see him in other parts of the pyramid, but he never goes high up, highest is maybe around the middle, just below where the lights are."
His hands gesticulate once again, although much more child-like than before. "Oh, and I see this big dragon, and it can go around all the pyramid, but it never flies to the top. I see... I see a bridge, it's really bright and full of light, and it brings the first light to daddy, and then daddy gets brighter, and then you get brighter, and then the other lights disappear."
He thinks for a moment. "I, I remember I didn't like daddy's story because the hero was alone. Heroes should never be alone. Even though my story isn't really a story, no one is alone."
Gavin looks at Reuna's wrists again. "Your scars are cool. They make you look like a tiger."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 9, 2016 1:18:49 GMT -8
Reuna had to stop cutting as Gavin asked what was wrong, afraid she would cut herself.. for the second time that day. "No, little prince, you.. didn't do anything wrong." She didn't have the heart to tell him why she was so upset at the loss of a scar. He was far too young to understand, and she didn't want to upset him. Still, the tension fled out of her shoulders, and she very nearly collapsed, when that scar abruptly.. reappeared. So it had been him. She would need to have a very strong word with him.. later. For now, he had a story to tell.
Except it wasn't much of a story? Reuna glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, pausing midway through slicing mushrooms, to watch him gesturing as he spoke. She.. wasn't quite sure she understood. A pyramid, lights, his father.. herself? A dragon, a bridge... Children and their imaginations. Smiling, she turned back to what she was doing, adding sliced mushrooms to the broccoli. Finally she dropped a slice of butter onto each fish, sprinkled garlic, pepper, and a touch of salt, and finally placed another leaf on top of each assortment of fish and vegetables. "You're right. The hero should never be alone. One day, I'll tell you the story of the time I met a queen, and helped her retake her throne."
Tightly folding the leaves up to create little pockets, she went and put the three leaf-pocket-things into one of the ovens. Then she returned to the table, putting one round cake onto the plate. Icing was smeared on top of it with the knife retrieved just for the purpose, and a few strawberries were placed within, then the other cake slab was added on top. As she began to frost the whole confection, she glanced up at him. "Do you think so? I happen to be rather attached to them, myself. When you're older, maybe I'll tell you how I got them." Looking back down at the cake, she continued speaking. "Speaking of.. you shouldn't do magic on others without their permission, Gavin. Some people don't take kindly to that at all."
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 9, 2016 11:28:41 GMT -8
Gavin smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry Reuna. I just, I got jealous of how good you are. I wanted to do something you couldn't. Can I help cook some more? Will that make it up to you?"
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 9, 2016 21:35:44 GMT -8
Having fully frosted the cake, Reuna pushed the almost-complete confection toward Gavin, as well as the last of the strawberries. "I understand, Gavin. You have to understand, it took me quite some time to get to where I was even mostly proficient with my magic, and I've honed my skills even further over the past thirty years. It's not something that happens overnight. Regardless, here, you get the honor of putting the finishing touches on the cake." With the boy set to his task, she focused on cleaning up the aftermath of their cooking adventure.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
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Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 9, 2016 22:11:05 GMT -8
Edward pops back into existence within the kitchen. He is smiling broadly, and he looks remarkably different. His face is clean shaven, and his hair is neat and tidy. He is no longer wearing his odd eccentric garb. Instead he is wearing simple, though still fashionable mage robes. He looks respectable now, like someones father. Vastly different from his previous look which said, homeless vagrant.
"How are my two favorite people! Did you have fun without me? I talked to Roy while I was out Reu, just so you know."
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 11, 2016 0:13:40 GMT -8
"Awesome! We made a cake!" Gavin pointed proudly at the strawberry cake she and Reuna had put together.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 11, 2016 0:32:22 GMT -8
The wards alerted her to Edward's return, which meant she wasn't surprised to hear his voice. A smile appeared on her lips as she put all of the dirtied dishes into the washtub and set her magic to pumping water, which was then directed into the tub. She added some soap and heated the water with her magic, causing steam to rise from the surface. "I had a feeling you would. I suppose he was agreeable, th--"
The words cut off as she turned around and found herself facing a much-changed Edward. Her eyes widened, hand flying up to press above her heart, which had suddenly begun to beat rapidly. Her gaze dragged across him slowly, from head to toe, taking in his appearance as fully as possible. She'd known he was handsome before, but somehow.. seeing him like this struck a chord deep within her. She licked her lips and shook herself out of it, forcing a smile to try and hide just how his new look had affected her. "..You clean up very nicely, Edward.. very nicely, indeed." Was her amethyst gaze smoldering as much as she felt? Not wanting to risk that that was indeed the case, she hurried over to check on the baking fish.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 11, 2016 9:42:39 GMT -8
Edward strides across the room to Gavin. Fortunately for Reu, though unfortunatly for him, he misses the effect his new look has on her. Scooping his son into a hug, he carries Gavin with him as he inspects the cake. Edward let's out a gasp and says with mock incredulity.
"You two made this? No! It looks too good. You must have gone to the city, and gotten one from a bakery."
Edwards chuckles, as he says this. Clearly teasing the boy, though he probably wouldn't realize it. He blushes a little when he hears Reuna's compliment. Turning to her, and finding her busy at the stove.
"Thank you. I figured that if I am to be a father, and a suitor, I should try and look the parts. Besides I was far over due for a change."
Which was true he had been wearing the same outfit for... a very long time.
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Gavin Laurént
Dedicated
Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 11, 2016 15:49:41 GMT -8
Gavin beamed as he was picked up. "Daddy, why are you dressed funny? Are you gonna curt Reuna?"
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 11, 2016 15:57:28 GMT -8
Once again, Reuna was glad that she was busy at the oven, mostly because the roaring flames hid her choked snort at Gavin's questions. She would just let Edward handle that. As they had a father-son moment, she withdrew the three leaf-wrapped fish fillets from the oven and went to put them on plates, carefully dumping the tumble of spiced and buttered trout, broccoli, and mushrooms from their leafy abodes onto the waiting plates.
Karrik fluttered in through a window as she went to pour drinks and retrieve forks, and she set a bowl with some seeds in it on the windowsill so he could eat while they did. Forks held in one hand and three cups spread between both, she returned to the table and put the forks with the plates, then put them on a tray along with their cups - milk for Gavin, water for Edward and herself. This was then carried out of the kitchen and into the newly-added dining area, where she began setting the table, waiting for the two men in her life to join her.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 11, 2016 17:28:51 GMT -8
Edward lets out a strangled noise, half way between a laugh and a snort. Even as he laughs, he flushes a bit. He recovers quickly though, and he says imperiously.
"Silly! I will have you know that this is, the height of fashion! All the stylish mages are wearing it. One needs to be stylish, if they are too curt."
Chuckling at his own joke, he carries Gavin over to the table. Setting his son down so Gavin can take his own chair, before sitting himself.
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 12, 2016 10:59:30 GMT -8
Gavin takes a drink of his glass of milk and waits patiently for his food, somewhat drained for the day. He's decided he wants to take a nap immediately after dinner.
"Is curting fun? Where are you guys gonna curt? What do you do when curting? Can I curt someone? How old do you have to be to curt? Do boys have to curt with girls? Has Karrik ever curt anyone? Do you need like a curting license? Can you get a baby while curting or does it have to happen after curting? What happens if you don't curt right? Do bad things happen? Can people curt in big groups? Do people watch you curt?"
He really has no idea what he is saying.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 12, 2016 22:32:22 GMT -8
With plates set before the two men, Reuna took her seat and began to dig in. The fish was so tender that it flaked apart when she cut into it with her fork, and after spearing a mushroom and a piece of broccoli, she took the first hearty bite. Sigh. So good. But as she did so, the torrent of questions came out of Gavin. Reuna did her best to keep from looking too flabbergasted by half his questions, although she did muster enough focus to answer one of them. "It's 'court', little prince, not 'curt'. And no, Karrik has never courted anyone." She was going to leave the rest of those questions to Edward, and her eyes sparkled mischievously as she glanced at him. Have fun, Echoes!
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 9:12:22 GMT -8
Edward looks at his son blankly for a moment. Taking several just to process the questions. Then he can't help it, he laughs. Loud, rich, and long. Hard enough to bring a tear to his eye. Eventually he calms down, and he wipes away the tears of laughter. After a few minutes he collects himself. Right time to answer his questions.
"Courting is usually fun. I haven't quite decided on where yet, but I have an idea. You do different things, but it is usually something like our trip to the fair. You can curt someone when you are older. Usually, people start thinking about curting when they are 13 or 14. You don't have to curt with girls. There is no license to curt, though you might need to get permission. You can get a baby while curting, but it is traditional to wait till afterward. Nothing bad happens if you don't curt right. Except the one you wish to curt, may decide they no longer want to curt you. Curting is usually restricted to two. Occasionally there may be a party, where many curting couples attend. No curting is not a spectator sport. It can be done in public though, so some people may see you."
Questions successfully answer, Edward digs into his dinner. Once it is done he helps clean up. Then he plays with Gavin for a few hours, before putting his son to bed. He had much to do in the next three days, he just hoped it all went well.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 13:05:41 GMT -8
<Three days later>
The past three days had gone by at a crawl, but by the time their first date arrived, Reuna felt like she was rushing to get ready. Her hair was left down (she noticed that Edward seemed to like it that way, so it was done mostly for his benefit), and she had acquired a new dress in town.. in a lovely shade of blue. Once again, for Edward, as it was his favorite color. After assessing herself in the mirror, she took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, and descended the stairs to the main floor. It was there that she stood, hands clasped calmly at her waist, and waited for Royal Fletcher to arrive so that he could watch over Gavin, while she and Edward went on their.. date. She was anxious, but careful to hide it.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 13, 2016 14:13:41 GMT -8
Royal shows up on time, knocking on the door with a rather pointy grin. He's been looking forward to finally meeting Professor Echoes's mysterious son.
"Hello, Miss Midai. Hi professor."
He glances down, looking around for little Gavin and eventually spotting him.
"Ah, you're Gavin, right? It's good to meet you! I'm Roy, and I'm going to be keeping you company while your father and...er...Miss Midai are out."
Turning to Echoes and Reuna, he adds:
"Enjoy your night! We'll stay out of trouble while you're gone."
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 13, 2016 18:14:12 GMT -8
Edward was doing a surprisingly good job of not panicking. Too much. He was slightly beyond worried. Not only was he leaving Gavin, with a near stranger. He still didn't know what Reu would think, of his plans. The worry was made worse, since he knew he could allay his fears. He could take off his glasses, and at least see how the babysitting would resolve. He admittedly refused though. He was reserving time sight for actual emergencies. Beside there was little Roy could do, that he couldn't fix. He shifted around nervously, and when Roy turned up he nearly jumped. "Yes, if you have an trouble... Just hold out for 5 or 6 hours, I can fix it when I get back." Gavin knew how to summon him, he didn't want to give Roy the knowledge. Though admittedly it was easy. Say his name, and he could hear it. He wondered what Reu thought of his robes. He had picked violet robes, though he didn't think they looked good on him. Regardless he popped them out of existence.  |
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