Royal Fletcher
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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 Aug 1, 2016 16:10:11 GMT -8
Roy sighed. Vera seemed to be getting agitated, and looked ready to boot the fox right in its fluffy little butt. What was she thinking? It wasn't good to get into trouble with magic creatures, everyone knew that.
"Vera, you really shouldn't. It might be dangerous."
He rummaged in his pockets for a piece of chocolate to offer to the fox, but stopped. Could foxes eat chocolate? He knew dogs couldn't, but foxes and dogs weren't the same thing, were they? He rummaged further, but was unable to find any non-chocolate foods.
"Vera, you know things about animals. Can foxes eat chocolate?"
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Vera of the Celadine
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Roleplay posts: 183 
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Aug 1, 2016 17:46:58 GMT -8
Vera was too busy swearing to pay attention to Roy. This dang fox had worn away at her last frayed nerve and she was going to vent her frustrations on it. When the swing at the mask misses the explosive effluence of expletives that left her lips would have made a sailor blush. When the fox trappers the druidess slams her foot into the ground. This sends out a pulse of earth magic anchoring everything within the commons to their current plane. She then runs up and aims a kick squarely at the foxes rump.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 16:35:47 GMT -8
The creature felt a pulse through his paws and glanced down at them - he couldn't move them? What was this? His head comes up and he watches helplessly as she runs up.
The blow was felt, and the creature went rolling head over heels across the floor as a result - yet not making a sounds save for the body tumbling across the floor. It finally stopped, flopping on the belly and all nine tails coming to a still on the ground. For now, it didn't move...
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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 Aug 13, 2016 16:44:42 GMT -8
Roy gasped in shock. He hadn't expected Vera to actually boot the poor thing. Weren't druids supposed to get along with animals? He scurried over to where the fox lay, worried.
"Vera! Why would you do that? You're not supposed to kick magical creatures!"
He bent down to look at the fox, curious. What a strange sort of animal. Why on earth did it need so many tails? Didn't they get tangled?
"Are you alright, fox? That was quite a kick...I'm very sorry for how you've been treated..."
He trailed off, unsure if the creature could understand him. Magic animals could usually talk, couldn't they? He hadn't met very many before, but they usually spoke very well. Hopefully the fluffy nine-tailed fox wasn't hurt. Injured animals were dangerous.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Aug 13, 2016 17:16:01 GMT -8
"Because it pissed me off."
Vera harrumphed folding her arms across her chest. With her anger vented Vera had to admit Roy was right. She had overreacted, but she had been angry. The fox had been messing with her and Roy. And... Well it hadn't actually been that annoying. She was just still angry over the whole Lady Noye thing and.... Dammit, now she felt like an ass. She had vented her frustration on a mostly harmless magical animal. Of course feeling like an ass didn't help her mood. Now she just felt like pouting. Grumbling she kicks out her fire. Her lunch was officially ruined.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 18:10:22 GMT -8
The fox stirred, easing up carefully onto his paws. The tails remained flat on the floor for now as it sought to stand and shake the dizziness from its head.
That pointed nose turned to face the pair of them, not seeming bothered. Then the maw twisted into a grin, and the lips parted to give them a very... very threatening grin... lined with razor, pointed teeth...
The tails suddenly lashed up, thrashing about angrily behind the fox. The forepaws came together beneath the chest and the shoulders rolled before the body shook like a dog casting water from its pelt, and it began to grow in size. A dip of the head would bring the mask to settle over the face - and it only added to the menacing demeanor it was beginning to create.
The beast stood larger than the pair of them, each tail thick and fluffy and large - tips shifting from black tipped to a deep red. The aura of the common room was starting to darken, even.
And as if the evident viciousness of the fox wasn't bad enough? Flickers of flames were dancing from the tail tips as they whipped around.
... what had Vera done...?
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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 Aug 13, 2016 18:34:13 GMT -8
"Eep!"
Roy squeaked in terror and backed up from the angry fox creature. What had Vera done? She'd enraged a fox creature, and now it wanted payback. He grabbed Vera by the hand, pulling her away from the dangerous fox and behind some furniture.
"Vera, look what you've done now! You've gone and made it mad! Oh dear..."
He held his parasol tightly, in a vain attempt to fend off an incoming fox attack.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Aug 15, 2016 18:23:02 GMT -8
Vera blinked in surprise when she noticed what the fox was doing. Providing little resistance when Roy pulled her behind some furniture. The surprise didn't last long though instead being replaced by a scowl. This was all getting to be a bit much and she was pretty angry. The fox had annoyed her so she booted it in the rump. Now apparently it wanted revenge. This is what her Arch Druid had warned her about. An eye for an eye was a poor strategy. Why couldn't she curb her temper? Whatever, she would punch a giant fox. She wiggles her feet in the dirt drawing in more magic. She would need greater strength and agility for this.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2016 3:37:02 GMT -8
Fokkusuinsaido·mun had been enraged. The vicious, teeth-filled jaw lashed open and a very threatening, bestial roar echoed down the halls and through the towers of the academy - likely to alert and warn, if not completely terrify, inhabitants. Despite this, the pair that were hiding would likely feel the devious cackling echoing in their skulls - as if their very minds invaded with spirits laughing ever on, "Kekekekekekekeke..."
The tails continued to whip about with devastating force, knocking over anything nearby. The flickers of flame grew in size, and then they were beginning to cast sizable flames about to latch onto anything that could sustain a flame - furniture, drapery, tapestries. It would begin to set the common room ablaze if not stopped.
And then it would run. It would take off in a blur of motion, though the figure looked to be moving in slow motion despite the ground it covered. It was headed for the hall, and would barrel through any door in its path rather than the adorable plane hopping from before. If it wasn't stopped it would storm the halls of the academy with every intent to bring it to the ground.
It would become very much apparent this wasn't a normal creature, not even by magic's standards.
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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 Aug 21, 2016 6:07:57 GMT -8
"Aaa!"
Roy gasped, shocked at the sudden storm of destruction. Who would have thought the adorable fox would react like that? Why did Vera have to boot it and make it angry? When he realized it wasn't going to stop with the common area, he got up.
"Vera, we have to tell somebody before it levels the school! I'm going to go find Professor Echoes, can you stop the fires here?"
He hurried off before she had a chance to answer. Where was Echoes's office again?
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Aug 21, 2016 16:24:55 GMT -8
The commons they were currently in were outside. So the fox spirits flames would find easy purchase on the trees and flower bed. Unfortunately for the fox spirit though it would find barreling through the doors a near impossible task. The entire academy was filled to the brim with protective magics. A necessity given what could happen on any given day magical experimentation occurred.
Vera glared at the cruelly laughing creature. That was just typical. It went around annoying people and when someone got a little payback, it decided to start wrecking up the place. Growling her frustration she watches as Roy takes off to find Echoes. That was smart, while he did that she hefted a rock and threw it at the creatures head.
"HEY YOU FOXY LITTLE PRICK COME GET SOME!"
She shouts at the beast trying to get it's attention. Even as she does she continues gather up earth magics. She was going to ram a spire of rock right up this things butt.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2016 17:44:11 GMT -8
The fox was outside. There was nothing to crash through. So it just cast the courtyard in flame. The rock hit the creature in the head and it turned to start a slow prowl towards her - tail still whipping about madly with intent to smash anything they hit.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Aug 21, 2016 18:24:38 GMT -8
The foxes tails would tear up the ground and trees. Occasionally it would even brush against the walls of the commons. Which was a courtyard within the heart of the school. Each time the foxes tail hit a wall the wards on it would weaken a bit more. The interior walls weren't designed to take as much punishment as the exterior. If this kept up the fox may take out on or two of the walls.
Vera stared down the creature as it approached. This fox was just a big childish bully. If there was one thing Vera hated it was bullies. Which was ironic given that she occasionally acted like one. The druidess continues to draw in magic getting ready to mess a fox up.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2016 19:01:41 GMT -8
The pacing stopped. Instead the beast continued to stare at Vera through the creepy mask set upon its face. The laughter in her head would echo even louder. The leering eyes in the mask and behind it seemed to pierce right through the female.
If she was susceptible, she would likely start to watch her vision shift - to see the entire school erupt into flames and the very sky painted red. She might hear screams of the distraught and dying. She might see the scenes shift - seeing spirits of pure evil stretching across the dying land, people falling to the ground in death, rivers run dry, cattle and crop keeling over as life left them.
If she was susceptible, the beast would petrify her and torment her very mind - and proceed to crush her psyche with horrible images and wretched sounds.
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Vera of the Celadine
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Age: 20
Physical Description: 5'10 with long dirty blonde hair, that is usually messy. She has a full, curvaceous figure, that is toned and bronzed from time working in the sun. She has a comely face with full lips, high cheek bones, and a delicate jaw. She has a series of tattoos running up the left side of her body, she always goes bare foot.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight leather armor, pair of short swords, staff, satchel with various spell components, hunting knife.
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Registered: Feb 9, 2016 13:48:36 GMT -8
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Post by Vera of the Celadine on Aug 21, 2016 19:07:15 GMT -8
Vera gritted her teeth as the fox invaded her mind. It was distressing to see such visions of violence and fire before her. But it did nothing to overwhelm her. So long as her feet were touching earth her sense were supplemented by her earth sense. Which meant that she knew that what the spirit was trying to show her was false. Unfortunately it was still enough for Vera's concentration to slip. The magic she had gathered dispersing into the earth. The girl grits her teeth and growls in frustration.
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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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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Aug 21, 2016 19:08:23 GMT -8
Echoes pops into existence before the fox. The time mage eyes the beast calmly and hefts the weapon he brought with him. Wielding the broom he brings it up and then down in an overhand swing aiming for the beasts nose.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2016 19:19:18 GMT -8
The beast halted the mental attack as the figure appeared before his nose... and promptly hit him on the nose with a blasted broom. For a moment the tails halted save for a quiver and the head reared back - looking almost stunned despite having a mask over the expression.
Then the tails thrashed about even more violently than before and the maw parted to release yet another furious roar - directly in the face of the professor. And with everything the fox possessed, it attacked his mind with the same tactic used on the female - flashing images more gruesome than those Vera had witnessed. Though this was likely a terrible idea, given the man's nature, the beast was enraged - and not all spirits were excessively intelligent.
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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 Aug 21, 2016 19:26:00 GMT -8
Echoes was unfazed by the spirits attempts to intrude into his mind. Indeed the fox would find that connecting with Echoes's consciousness was, more than likely, an unpleasant experience. With his glasses off his time sight was in full effect. Every possible variation of the events that lead to this encounter, were currently happening in this encounter, and might happen in this encounter were flitting through his head. The spirits attempts to add a vision of fire were simply lost among the vision of every other possibility. Echoes meanwhile continues to swat at the fox with the broom. The time mages voice delivers a calm chastisement.
"Bad fox, get out of here. Shoo."
As he bats at the fox he gathers up some magical power.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2016 19:30:38 GMT -8
The lack of response to the mental attack confused the spirit but it was still enraged. The tails, still whipping about and casting fire, shifted about in their wild direction - and a turn of the hindquarters would send one about in a wide arch with every intent to swipe across and bat the man away - or perhaps dispel the image. Was this human even real? The beast was in a very uncertain state, and unpredictable to the average man.
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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 Aug 21, 2016 19:36:39 GMT -8
Echoes pops out of existence as the fox takes a swing at him. He then reappears on the foxes back. He didn't have much in the way of offensive magics, so he was just sustaining an at will teleport. So if his broom plan didn't work he'd have to think of something else fast. For the moment though he adjusted to his new vantage and continue to bat the fox around the head with the broom.
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