Seneca V Lukas

[01:35] Lukas was soaked, their tide tendrils ran rampant. Behind them, in the open area was a very clear pool of water. Their ocean hues narrowed on the pair before them.

Seneca- Known to them. Engaging with Bijel in battle then promptly whisked away by the Spider. Osronans were generally prey to them.

"You're alive~ Ahaha~" Their gaze returned to normal as a smile, one warm and bright appeared on their face. Lukas approached Seneca, each step with a squish from their boots.

"And what brings you here~? Mhh? The sights? The smells? Would you like to see the extent of Theria~?" Grinning, their gaze shifted to rather short person beside Seneca. Their attire noted. It was a bit clear. Some inference could lead them to a stellar conclusion.
(Lukas mer Joyau)
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[01:39] Seneca's lips curled upwards into a bright smile! A hand came to rub the back of there neck awkwardly. There head tilting to the side with a unfurling of long ashen locks.

"Aha! Yea, I didn't die though each time I come here I get more and more likely! I think I'm like demon attraction."

Violet hues settled upon Lukas brightly, "A tour? Weeeelllll sure." There hands came together with a soft clap.
(Seneca)
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[01:39] Magnus Perridi asks, "A tour?"
[01:39] Magnus Perridi exclaims, "That sounds quite joyous!"
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[01:44] Demon attraction indeed. They love the imperialism and nobility that Osronans gave off.

"A tour? Yes, yes. I will show you my waters, my dear~ Did you know that an ocean exists on this very mountain~?"

No hostilities, only a bright smile alongside uneasy words. Though not Therian by birth, the blood and ways of the people course within them.

Truly, Lukas wished for a bit of mischief and an Osronan was the way to go. The Warlord's gaze shifted to Seneca's short companion. Joyous, perhaps. Bloody? Most definitely.
(Lukas mer Joyau)
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[01:54] The grinning Drakan's violet hues didn't shift from Lukas as they spoke. Curiosity evident based on there expression. Though, they idly wondered if they looked more KNIGHTLY or if it was just in his head.

"No I didn't ma'am, but how can an Ocean exist upon a mountain?"

As Seneca spoke they'd ponder about the woman in front of them a little. They didn't seem 'Therian' traditionally but then again Seneca wasn't really an Essharian. Little secrets and twists of fate abounded no doubt.

"Oh! Could you show me? Also, was there a way I could repay your attempted kindness with the spider?"
(Seneca)
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[01:56] Magnus Perridi asks, "Do you have any wares for sale?"
[01:56] Magnus Perridi says, "I mostly came here for potions and demons but alas both are lacking."
[01:59] Ma'am.

Lukas blinked a few times. While they did show Seneca kindness but pulling them away, it wasn't much. They stared, blankly. The comment a bit off-putting to them. Their tides, by proxy, waved in the air with more aggression.

"I'm going to beat you up, dear~" That life returned to them as that bluntly revealed their motives behind approaching the pair.

"That is the Therian way~ Who knows if you're going to get a fist in your face or hands on your coin purse." Lukas' trident was still firmly in their grasp.
(Lukas mer Joyau)
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[02:02] Magnus Perridi asks, "I thought the Therian way was selling out to demons?"
[02:02] Magnus Perridi asks, "Or listening to the whore queen?"
[02:03] Magnus Perridi asks, "Am I mistaken?"
[02:03] Seneca's mouth made a small 'O' in surprise as they looked at the woman. That made so much sense! They wanted to fight them and they were a water mage. Duh.

"Oooooh! Well, jeez all you had to do was say that ma'am." The smiling dragon placed his hand upon the store-bought blade at there hip. Leaning back softly as they looked at Lukas.

"Alrighty, that's fine by me. Should I just start hitting you or do you have someplace special in mind?"
(Seneca)
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[02:03] Seneca says, "Magnus, that's rude. We're guests here."
[02:03] Magnus Perridi says, "You said my name silly."
[02:05] Seneca asks, "Were we using code words?"
[02:05] Dun would awaken from his owl-esque perch upon the wall, puffing away lightly upon his corncob pipe as he snickered to himself with amusement. This was the way of Theria after all, might tended to make right in regards to random bouts of ultra violence. Still, it was worth commenting on to some degree, if only for the theater of it.

"I think you'd get along with this one Lukas, you both emit the same kind of unpredictable, wildcard gay energy. Still, I will not intervene if you seek to pursue the effeminate boar dragon, it seems like it'd be a fine show."

The clown prince of Theria would nod lightly, blowing a cloud of minty smoke up towards the distant horizon of the mountain, chuckling to himself with idle mirth.

"We ought to welcome more Osronans into our city, the fights that follow make things real fun."
(Dun)
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[02:06] Dun says, "Wait did that little shit call us sell outs? The demons didn't even pay us."
[02:06] Lukas mer Joyau says, "They didn't even pay us."
[02:06] Magnus Perridi exclaims, "Oh really!"
[02:07] Dun says, "Okay you can beat up that one too."
[02:07] Dun says, "He's mouthy."
[02:07] Magnus Perridi says, "And yes we were using codes words I should have told you."
[02:07] Magnus Perridi says, "I am Magmortar and you are Bonelord."
[02:08] Magnus would jump up with all his might and pat the mans head. "Your it!" He would say with a chuckle.
(Magnus Perridi)
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[02:08] Seneca says, "Oh, right."
[02:08] Dun would squint.
(Dun)
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[02:09] Magnus Perridi asks, "Dont you know how to play Tag?"
[02:10] Lukas chuckled. Really? They wanted to fight people, plain and simple. It was under a veil of Osronan hatred which truly only extended to Exarchs- Then the Radiant especially.

"Hahah~ Maybe, maybe~"

Wildcard gay energy was a way to word it. Accurate but a way indeed. Lukas turned to the still wet area behind them, hand waving a bit to beckon the ambiguous Drakanite to follow them. As Dun said, Magnus would be next. He would not be spared especially after calling Therian's sell outs.

No coin was ever involved. They existed freely but happened to have some into the walls.

"Mind your tongue, Magnus."

Once with more space. The water that laid on the cold ground stirred a bit- Vibrating ever so slightly.

"Welcome to Theria. Send our remarks to those back home~"
(Lukas mer Joyau)
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[02:19] ** Lukas mer Joyau has inflicted an injury upon Seneca. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[02:30] This Osronan was stronger than the last. The fight had them on edge, gasping for breath. Their blood pumped with some foreign anxiety they've rarely felt. That ocean in their eyes stirred, grin clear on their face.

The waters on the ground grew more and more and more-- It become a hazard for the Drakanite-- A sea they should not step in lightly. As Lukas said, an ocean existed on the mountain. It roared, screeched once Seneca entered its domain.

Blade met water, their person as well, alongside bone- Something they've rarely seen utilized by magi lately. The Drakanite hit hard, keeping Lukas on their toes but they did as well. At times, the pressure of their water grew, tearing through those bones that they scarcely managed to dodge.

From a distance they were fine, but when Seneca braved their ocean it became an issue. When weakened they showed some tenacity that pushed them further and further. It was fearsome. Lukas' grin only grew as the battle raged on--

Though the tenacity only went so far, once that battle high faded, both beaten and battered, from a distance which was best against those wielding a blade. With Seneca closing in, the water clung to their legs, pulling and pulling and threatening to drag them down to its imaginary depths. With them slowed, Lukas sent forth a tide-- Luckily for the Drakanite, they dodged-- Barely. Their foot and ankle was caught in it.

Catching their breath, that grin grew, trident extended to Magnus.

"You now, shit talker."
(Lukas mer Joyau)
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[02:33] Magnus would watch his friend get defeated and sigh. With his hands in his pockets he would sigh again as he walked up to the lady. With a grin he would turn on his aura. Violet flames would dance around him as he prepared for combat. "Hey man Theria killed my mother. Sorry for shit talking just hard not ta ya know?" He would say honestly.
(Magnus Perridi)
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[02:35] "Unfortunate."

Truly but did it matter to them? No. The Warlord wanted to play with Osronans that entered places they shouldn't-- Show them the extent of the city they wished so badly to visit.

This is Theria.
(Lukas mer Joyau)
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[02:37] Aki Kurokaiyo says, "..."
[02:38] A flood? This high in the mountains?! Well, that was something else that he wasn't expected. His gaze flicked from side to side. It was a mess, the field was small. Claustrophobic even.

Then the waters came upon him! They where like a raging tide. One he wasn't ready to combat, at-least one he didn't think he was ready for. His scale's hardened, those thick sheets of bone's starting to layer down upon him.

He'd stay grounded in the fighting, fighting against the current. Into that whirlpool he charged, and retreated. Playing a dangerous game of oceanic navigations. As he rushed in with his right hand transformed into a dragon's talons. Ready to deliver a brutal strike to the woman.

A blast of water went for him, one that he'd struggle to dogdge. His leg getting caught into it. Twisting sharply and.. Oooh, breaking. That was a mess.

"Oh jeez, that smarts but..." He reached down. Settling a bone brace upon his ankle befor ehe walked away towards the sideline. Watching as Magnus defeated the Warlord. Not as surprising, the small location benefited both but Magnus had a powerful burst that the smiling dragon lacked.

"This is what happens when you start brawling."

Oddly, the dragon had a small reputation for rage during a brawl. Seemed he'd maintained a good degree of calm this time around.
(Seneca)
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[02:41] Magnus would charge recklessly at his opponent not caring for the damage he took. Rain was a far harder target. He was used to fighting Rain so in the end the warlord was far less scary then he would have it. Rocking him with explosions from every angle the man would slowly but surely gain the advantage. Soon he would close the gap and send a powerful blast straight to his right arm.


With a wave of bangs rocking his opponent the right arm would be devastated. The bone would be shattered heavily and Magnus would grin under his mask. "That was fun, Thanks for taking me here Seneca. I really should fight more people often. Compared to Rain your not so scary though. Say what is your name?" He would ask playfully.
(Magnus Perridi)
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[02:43] Seneca says, "It's what I do. Roam around and people choose to fight the twink."
[02:43] Seneca says, "There words not mine."
[02:46] Aki she stares at all this. It seemed like just like another day at Theria.
(Aki Kurokaiyo)
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[02:49] What drove them to fight? The thrill of it. After fighting hard with two other Osronasn, Seneca included, they felt really tired. Still, they pressed on but soon realized that Magnus was of the most annoying magi to face--

Those with explosions and fire.

Like before, that ocean of theirs acting as an offense and defense but in this state, they were quite vulnerable. Still packing a punch as before but those explosions were simply too much for them. Of all magic why the one they dreaded the most?

While sending forth a wave of water, one of the explosions treads too closely, sending the Warlord back and much more-- The sound and the crash against the ground made them barely recognize that their arm could've been blown of.

Though they weren't a doctor, the pain and way the arm bended in ways it shouldn't. Broken-- Or at least fucked up.

Lukas stared and stared. The adrenaline that pushed them practically masked it all. Oceanhues drifted to Magnus, followed by a fit of laughter.

"Ahahah~!!"

Not so scary? Not scary? Lukas? Their ocean, not scary? Not fearsome? Using their other hand, they pushed themself up to a stand, that grin on their face large.

"Your flames will drown beneath my waters, Magnus. This I promise you."

What Lukas did not appreciate was such a comment. Their waters not scary when compared to Rain Multhunder?? An insult. While strong, to compare their water to anyone else would make it personal. The Warloard laughed once more, quite loudly.
(Lukas mer Joyau)
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[02:52] Magnus too would laugh. This was quite a fun time. "Hahahaha maybe I will visit here again. We can fight when your in tip top shape! Sounds like a deal?" He would say with a grin.
(Magnus Perridi)