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 Sept 29, 2016 14:32:10 GMT -8
For a long time, Edward laid there with Reu. It was the single most relaxed he'd been in... He couldn't remember. Since Ema was born surely. After a time though he remembers something else they hadn't found much time to do since Ema had been born. He shifts his head and kisses her forehead, then her closed eye, then her cheek, and finally he finds her lips. Perhaps looking for them without opening his eyes had been a mistake. This time, the kiss is filled with heat, passion, and desire. He seeks to rouse his wife from relaxation to something a little more... strenuous.
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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 Sept 29, 2016 14:36:53 GMT -8
Reu had been drifting in the direction of a nap.. until she felt Edward's lips against her skin. She smiled, thinking he was just being sweet. That impression was thoroughly abandoned when his lips found hers, and he was kissing her in a way he hadn't since before Emara was born. A low moan emanated from the sorceress as her hand slid up to embed fingers in his hair, and then she was kissing him back with fire, her body pressing against his. She wanted him, there could be no doubting it, and what better scenery to be witness to their return to marital privileges?
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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 Sept 29, 2016 19:08:30 GMT -8
Edward through up a fast time bubble as he rolls on top of his wife. Once she is pinned beneath him he begins kissing her in earnest. His hands begin to trace down her curves as he reminds himself of her shape. Exploring each contour of her body with reverence. He breaks the kiss for a moment panting in rapturous pleasure above her. Then he says in a voice low and rough with desire.
"This is exactly what we need."
<Fade to Black>
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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 Sept 29, 2016 19:31:41 GMT -8
<Later>
The time bubble disappeared, hours having passed within it, while time outside had gone by at a crawl. Reuna had just pulled her dress back on and was still panting slightly, pushing sweat-dampened hair away from her face as she rolled over, snuggling into Edward. A kiss was pressed to his jaw, before her head dropped onto his shoulder, and a satisfied smile claimed pride of place on her lips.
"Best way to spend a few hours in a time bubble."
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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 Sept 29, 2016 20:21:10 GMT -8
"Best way to spend a few hours anywhere."
Edward corrected with a grin. He'd only put his pants back on leaving his shirt off for the moment. He didn't have a proud muscular chest to display, but he did enjoy having her soft form pressed against his bare skin. That was ample reason to not wear a shirt. Stretching back he whispers into her ear.
"I think now is a good time for a nap."
Snuggling in close to her closes his eyes and slows his breathing. His last thought before drifting off: Today can't get any better.
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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 Sept 29, 2016 20:26:16 GMT -8
That was something Reuna could agree with. Rather than respond verbally, she simply nestled closer to Edward, her eyes closing. Then she, too, was dozing off.
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 25, 2016 18:08:29 GMT -8
A large pulse of magical energy burst into existence in the middle of a flower-filled field. This magical energy would quickly form a small magical rift. Though small, the tear in reality would be strong enough to wreck the surrounding flowers and earth in a powerful vortex of magic, scorching all the plant life to black crisps and then forming a small crater in the dirt. The magical abnormality would soon dissipate, and as the dust settled a human form could be spotted in the epicenter.
The human, with hair the color of gold, would get up from his initial position upon the ground curled up, stretching out his limbs as if waking up from a long nap. The man had as much of a name as he had clothes on his body at the moment, which is to say none at all, so for simplicities sake, he will be referred to as Blank for now.
Blank seemed rather confused with what he was seeing around him as he did not understand the concept of anything. The wind would soon blow upon his bare form, eliciting a feeling of cold which he did not understand. Still, instinct called for him to hug himself with his arms for warmth, which he soon figured out felt better than cold. Blank also knew how to walk, perhaps one of the only things he knew how to do, so he would do just that and begin walking through the flowery fields.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 25, 2016 19:42:28 GMT -8
The total time elapsed between Blank's appearance and the arrival of a Gauldish airship was, all told, about thirty minutes. A large scale magical working like the rift, of course, showed up on the ward net. It took five minutes to confirm that there were no known Gauldish mages in the area and that there were no travel papers in the area. After that a scout ship was sent out to investigate, the mage on board communicating with scrying mages in Nireal who were keeping eyes on the area.
Five marines are sent down to apprehend the supposed culprit. They address the blond man in rapid fire Gauldish, even as they approached him with intent to put him in anti-magic cuffs and take him prisoner.
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 25, 2016 19:59:01 GMT -8
Blank would amble through the fields without a care in the world. Things seemed peaceful enough and he would walk around taking in the sights and smells. Eventually, he would decide that this place was quite nice and that he ought to stay for a while.
Blank would settle underneath a tree, sitting underneath it. Moments later, the airship would appear in the air. The man immediately stood up, curiosity and fear intermingling in his psyche. Curiosity would eventually win out as Blank would move to approach the air-ship where it hovered in the air, staring up at the ship with a gaze filled with awe. He wondered what is was, what it was doing there. He wondered about a lot of things, though he was beginning to learn some things.
Once the five marines are sent down, Blank seems to grow a little more unsure of the situation. What were they? He had never seen such creatures as these, but they were approaching him quickly. They seemed to be similarly shaped to him, but they also seemed different, and was that what the parts of himself he couldn't see looked like?
He didn't understand what they were saying either, their words meaningless to him. Adrenaline coursed through Blank's system then as he decided between fight or flight as they came closer, but he seemed to freeze in place. He eyed the five marines as they approached, his muscles clearly taut all across his form, his expression betraying his fear.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 26, 2016 6:29:29 GMT -8
Since Blank failed to comply with the shouted orders, which amounted to typical guard prattle about getting on the ground with his hands up, he was dogpiled by the marines. Five burly men descend upon Blank intent on wrestling him to the ground and get a pair of cuffs on him, meanwhile up above the airship looms.
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 26, 2016 7:23:40 GMT -8
Blank decided he would flee, but he was unfortunately way too late in making that decision, and way too slow to outrun the marines either way. The fastest if the five would catch up to him easily, tackling him to the ground.
Blank would of course struggle as he was quite panicked now, but it would be of little use against the five men, and he would be handcuffed shortly.
The feel of the cold metal on his wrists felt odd to him, the realization that he could not move his arms where he pleased anymore perturbed him. It seemed they wanted to restrain him, but why? He didn't do nothing as far as he was concerned. Or perhaps he did do something and was unable to understand what.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 26, 2016 11:56:40 GMT -8
With the odd man shackled he is dragged to a spot under the airship. Ropes are lowered for the marines who tie a harness around Blank so that he can be hauled up to the ship. Once everyone is aboard the ship takes off to The Bastille. |
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 26, 2016 12:33:47 GMT -8
Blank would calm down a bit, even though he was being handled roughly. They didn't seem to want to hurt him, which would be bad. Instead they seemed to be taking him onto the flying ship he had been so impressed by.
Surprisingly he was not scared of heights and would have no problem being lifted up on a rope onto the ship, and he would follow the strange people to wherever they directed him. Blank was a quick learner, and he found if he cooperated they weren't as rough with him. He was even starting to put together the meaning of some of the words that were spoken around him, cataloging each sound within his memory methodically and trying to draw parallels between each piece of sound or word with anything to decipher their meanings.
Blank was already at the point that he knew he didn't know enough to make any sense to these people, beyond saying some random words. He would continue this sort of guesswork as to his captors language throughout the trip to the Bastille.
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