Confrontation with Adar/Famfrit [9/23] Big Angery

[19:49] His jaw tenses up abrasively, teeth struggle to detach from one another as a snort bursts out from his nostrils. Adar is not amused.

"Why?"

Clearly having read the mood by now, he'd bounce his bleak stare between the both of them. A gaze unlike him. A grim, soulless look of judgement - one beyond the reaches of visual stimuli, one that could stir one's soul.

"What is it that you need to speak to me about?" Making a stiff demand, he'd project his uncannily gravely voice in a tighter monotone. Now it could've been their only chance. "I'm extremely busy."
(Adar)
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[19:50] Luther Valerius whispers something.
[19:50] Francesca whispers something.
[19:50] Luther Valerius whispers something.
[19:51] Francesca whispers something.
[19:51] Luther Valerius whispers something.
[19:51] A frown grew on the teen's face, and she crossed her arms without conscious realisation. "Its generally polite not to ignore people. Then again, I suppose the average person wouldn't stay mad at a friend so long for one well meant sentence, so I suppose you aren't average." Despite the phrasing, the Ookami's tone made it clear it was not a compliment.

A couple of her fingers twitched, ever so slightly, her senses noting the fountain behind her. It would be so easy to just dump the water on the other girl if she kept ignoring her....but no, she wasn't really wanting to make things seriously worse. Didn't mean she couldn't be annoyed at being ignored, though. So, instead, she went for a different tact.

Releasing a quiet sigh, she unfolded the arms. "Look, Luther is kinda stupid...a lot, but he means well. I'm sure he'd apologise to you if you'd actually give him the opportunity, and to your friend as well, if he didn't think it'd bring up the same emotions he accidentally caused when he spoke poorly before. Something like this -assuming he's told me the entire truth- isn't worth ending a friendship over."
(Catheryn Valerius)
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[19:53] Francesca whispers something.
[19:53] Luther Valerius whispers something.
[19:53] Azarashi asks, "Pray tell me, my child. Did my troublemaking friend do something to wrong you?"
[19:54] Francesca whispers something.
[19:55] Ardith approaches Adar with what is, at least for her, relative passivity. With concern and questions. And when she's rebuffed, treated with detachment and demands?

It's all gone.

At first she is visibly wounded, for all of a scant handful of seconds. Then?

Then she's angry.

"Well, fuck, Adar. Could've been for a handful of reasons. Let me count the fuckin' ways.

"It's entirely possible I ain't remember everythin' that fuckin' happened after I got socked in the nose, so I wanted to talk to people to fill in blanks. It also might be possible I was lookin' to see if a FRIEND was doin' okay after a fight.

"And shit. Y'know what. It's even possible I mighta' wanted to just TALK. Pick your Gods-damn poison, Adar, then go fuckin' CHOKE ON IT!"

Her control, already shoddy, was slipping. If the altercation in the square and her consequent rampage wasn't an indicator, this initial outburst just might be it.
(Ardith Hirai)
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[20:00] The panther would nearly drop his plate of eggs at the outburst, as he was simply enjoying the cool humid night of Tecotchitlan.

He didn't know the circumstances one bit but apart of him wished to make sure this wasn't anything -too- serious.

Handing off his steadily growing culinary prowess to a familiar Cruxati guard silvery hues adorned with a raised eyebrow now as he simply... kept watch.

"---Woah now...erm.

I...well."

Not having had an honest chat with the Accursed in a very long time, or having ever swapped words with Adar, he'd feel a bit shoehorned in his concerns.
(Kabu Metzli)
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[20:04] Aria initially planned on ignoring Catheryn completely, especially after the ookami opened with an insult. She'd already told Luther what to do if he wanted to talk to her. She was only mad because he made her friend upset.

But as she kept trying she became harder to ignore. She wanted to set his story straight.

"Kimiari was already upset and he saw that. But then he decided to say something so stupid. She was worried and scared, she started crying because of him. Do you know how long it was to make her feel better? Tell him to talk to her and go away. You're making my other friend worried now."

Irritation made her exaggerate what happened just a little. She was spending time with the dryad who she hadn't seen for a while and Catheryn was ruining it.
(Aria)
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[20:04] Francesca whispers something.
[20:07] Luther was now positively infuriated. How dare she ignores his sister. He didn't send her, she decided to go and talk. But Aria had fucked up in his eyes. The least she could do was talk to Catheryn politely as she isn't the cause of the issue. His yellow eyes darken as his expression twists in one of rage and … wrath. His cosmic energy crackles as he gets up.

"This is fucking stupid. is don't waste your time with someone who doesn't know the meaning of friendship. One little fucking thing. Like if it was a fucking crime. You said it yourself. She expected a young kid to cheer up an adult. What the fuck did she expect? I was fucking stupid for falling for her. Well fuck that! We are Valerius. Not turds to be ignored."

He looks at Aria with his much darker yellow eyes. "What a waste of my time. To think I liked you. And just one thing and you are bitching about it. Man do whatever the fuck you want. I am done with your shit."

And then he is gone.
(Luther Valerius)
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[20:13] Catheryn was just about ready to keep going to bat for Luther -although she wasn't sure exactly how to do so since once Aria talked, she was being fairly reasonable if a bit harsh, which was kind of justified since the Ookami had started with an insult- but as he decided to have a full on outburst she took a half step back, watching him with some degree of concern.

"Er.."

She turned her attention back to Aria. "Okay, so he's obviously taking it a little harder than I thought. Consider my previous comments retracted, that was...wildly inappropriate from Luther." The Ookami seemed rather bewildered, unsure exactly why her brother had gotten so explosive so quickly, given in her experience he tended to be mellow.
(Catheryn Valerius)
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[20:13] His frivolous, disapproving silence did not waver in the slightest. The pitch black iris would barely see itself wiggling from side to side between those present. The laughing wolf - who had scarred him, the accursed - for whom he had mistakenly fought, the dryad - who had nursed him back to health and sanity.

And just as that, the trance of intensity would be dismissed in a blur. Turning on his heel, he'd find himself half-facing south, in the general direction of his study. The overbearing spotlight it's gaze had been catalyst to was now gone, instead replaced with a sparse dim of pure disinterest.

"Unfortunate."

They'd heed the whispers. All of them. Even Adar was to blame, for he was far from perfect.

"Then perhaps you'd be better off not dabbling in further. We've clearly reached a point of contention you weren't ready to face." To find himself blamed for having sought their wellbeing, merely to end up wronged in most ways. This hurt him beyond words and looks. "You got my answer. I'm perfectly fine - never been better."

And thus, Famfrit and Ardith had both lost their opportunity to plea their case.
(Adar)
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[20:13] Adar walked off.
(Adar)
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[20:17] The white-feathered mother levies a group hug the way of daughter and husband! They're both given a big squeeze!
(Magdalen Metzli)
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[20:17] The Accursed is once more practically struck. She's not sure how to receive Adar's words but with confusion.

Which, as it had before, gives way to more anger.

"...THE FUCK DO YA MEAN!?" she howls, the two potent emotions combining furiously. Her screams are amplified by sound magic, and where that fails the echo inside of his head.

Lost. Everything getting lost. Crumbling between her mismatched fingers.

Everything.

Her curiosity combines dangerously with her building violent tendencies. The flesh of her left arm twists and writhes painfully and noticeably. He tries to leave and she lurches after him.

"I'M NOT FUCKIN' DONE WITH YA YET!"
(Ardith Hirai)
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[20:18] Kabu Metzli whispers something.
[20:18] trudges after Adar, even attempting to grab his shoulder maybe?
(Ardith Hirai)
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[20:19] Aliah oofs and makes weird cat noises as she hugs back.
(Aliah)
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[20:19] Not involved, but S P E E D?
(Kabu Metzli)
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[20:19] fat legs
(Famfrit)
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[20:19] Am I faster than dad today?
(Aliah)
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[20:20] Aliah says, "Hey.."
[20:20] Aliah still wasn't sure what to call her 'mom'
(Aliah)
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[20:20] Hugging his wife back some, the panther would still keep his hues over on Ardith and her mad trot over to Adar waltzing away.
(Kabu Metzli)
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[20:21] Magdalen Metzli exclaims, "Hello, dears!"
[20:21] Aliah exclaims, "Hello!"
[20:21] Kabu Metzli says, "Hey love."
[20:22] Kabu Metzli whispers something.
[20:22] Aliah whispers something.
[20:22] Magdalen Metzli whispers something.
[20:22] Kabu Metzli whispers something.
[20:23] Kabu Metzli whispers something.
[20:23] Magdalen Metzli whispers something.
[20:23] Aliah whispers something.
[20:23] Aliah stretched out the word as if tasting it.
(Aliah)
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[20:23] The dryad could no longer listen and sit back. He leaps off the bench and flourishes his staff in between Adar and the Accursed, holding a hand up to the latter.

"Pray, Ardith, my friend. Peace, I -beg- of you."

His brows furrowed into a look of worry, glancing back at the back of the navigator. Initially he was going to let everything pass. But Ardith's surge of magic snapped him into action. He was not going to let that night repeat itself.

"It's okay, let's calm down, Ardith. Let me bear the brunt of your wrath and allow me to help ameliorate the situation before it gets out of hand, alright?"

Olive eyes are glancing this way that ways, entering a sort of fight-or-flight mode. Hopefully he didn't have to do the former.
(Azarashi)
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[20:23] The square was getting lively and Famfrit didn't want to tread on it at all! It'd be a lot more fun to see Adar get the shit beat out of him again, force a few more people to join the yelling match, and who knows what else. But...

Now wasn't the time.

His left hand juts forward to grab the Accursed as she tried to get at Adar, pulling her into Famfrit.

"Tsk tsk."

He'd whisper between the two before releasing her.
(Famfrit)
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[20:23] Aria says, "FUCK"
[20:24] Magdalen Metzli whispers something.
[20:25] Aliah whispers something.
[20:26] Kabu Metzli whispers something.
[20:27] Aria seemed surprise by Luther's sudden outburst. He totally just flipped the switch on her. As his rant progressed and the initial shock dissipated the sirenian started to get upset. One of the few friends she was able to make was now shouting and cussing at her.

To her childish self, Aria thought she was being reasonable in her request. He hurt Kimiari when she was at her worst so he should apologise to her. Then she'd talk to him as a reward. To her, what Luther did was uncaleld for!

Catheryn's words did comfort her a tad. Luther was definitely being inappropriate, at least they agreed on something! Aria was stunned. Instead of speaking she just snuggled closer to Azarashi for comfort.
(Aria)
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[20:29] Magdalen Metzli whispers something.
[20:29] Magdalen Metzli whispers something.
[20:29] Magdalen Metzli whispers something.
[20:30] Kabu Metzli whispers something.
[20:32] There's a gleam in Ardith's eye. As Adar turns to leave she's full ready to gallop after him, Hel-bent on doing...

Gods and Spirits know what she was intent on doing. Probably nothing kind or good. Not only is he quicker, a bit speedier than her natural mismatched shamble, but Famfrit reaches out to snag her shoulder.

It is quite clear that the Accursed is treading in foggy territory, somewhere on the border of her 'right mind', wherever that even is. Her being held back, in place, is taken about as poorly as one might expect for the headstrong occultist.

She turns and snarls, snapping teeth at the masked magi, but has to divide her wrath between him and the dryad who currently stands the most in her way.

Azarashi becomes the flapping red cape for the bull. Let's hope he's been working on his estocada, because there's an ugly look to her that now falls onto him.

"DO IT! NOW! OR GET OUTTA MY WAY!" she howls again, grisly arm lifting with full intent to bring it crashing down should he not give in to her demands.
(Ardith Hirai)
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[20:33] Snuggling into her friend just before they rushed off, apparently not realising the specific reasoning behind it, Aria seemed to be left by herself. Oof. For her part, Catheryn now felt like she needed to try and make up for her brother, so she, for the moment at least, decided to remain. "Don't let Luth being pissy get you down. I think he's just in a mood lately. Doesn't make it any more permissible, but ...yeah." She trailed off awkwardly, the thought kind of getting away from her.
(Catheryn Valerius)
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[20:34] The white-feathered is also going Levengard! The six circles are evoked with ease, that resultant viridian-bordered Portal opening, passed through and transforming the Angel-blooded and husband into sparks! Fwoosh!

They're sucked through the portal, which then closes.
(Magdalen Metzli)
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[20:37] His staff is cast aside and he's holding up both his hands now, akin to how one would attempt to soothe a wild animal. The nature magi stands his ground fully intending to resolve this peacefully, but should the bull charge...

"Ardith, peace my friend. You're the master of your own emotions," Azarashi speaks slowly.

The dryad takes a tentative step forward--should the Accursed bring down the hammer of judgement on him, he'd make no attempts to shield against it.
(Azarashi)
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[20:42] Luther Valerius whispers something.
[20:43] The Dryad was stealing all of his spotlight! Famfrit couldn't allow that, no. Not at all. He held Ardith in a certain regard that made him feel obligated to be the target of her ire. Just this once.

Plus there was a sort of dark interest lurking in the back of his mind. He wanted to experience the Accursed's power. Magic, physical, something!

At the faintest sign of her going forward, or doing anything to Azarashi, an invisible force would almost violently yank at her. Forcing her to twist and turn to meet Famfrit face on. Surely taking the blow.

For Ardith, she'd get to experience his Arcane magics. Teeth dig in, pain shocks her body for a second, and his own overwhelming despair and sorrow sink in. Of course he means no lasting harm so its a fleeting feeling.

He had to show it off to her somehow, didn't he? Hopefully she'd remember, as he was sure to remember what she was capable of. Anxiously awaiting her rage with a grin underneath his mask.
(Famfrit)
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[20:47] With Luther gone and Azarashi off to settle whatever was going on with Ardith, Aria was left alone. There was nobody to comfort her except his sister. She was still mad at her for the insults she made and partly blamed her for Luther's outburst, even if she was the mediator.

The whole thing between them was awkward. At first, Catheryn was on the opposing side and now she was in-between. One could argue that she was more favoureed to Aria's side now. Either way, she didn't want to talk. So the girl got up from her seat and headed south.

"I'm... going to sleep in the lake."

Little thought was put into the sentence. She was too distraught to care for how somebody would interpret it.
(Aria)
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[20:52] The Accursed starts to lower that mangled limb of hers, transfixed by the Dryad. By just the slightest measure she calms, the adrenaline pumping less through her system.

That's short lived as she feels telekinetic teeth sink into, the Wolf's fangs finding the flesh of his quarry. Her bellowing is now not only anger, but pain. As is entirely expected Famfrit now becomes the target of her dark ire.

Red floods her vision. His cold desolation and sorrow is met by fire and fury.

Rage. Rage. Rage.

As she succumbs to madness there is no ounce of civility left in her. There are only demon-driven instincts. To inflict harm upon her aggressor, to drive them low and conquer. To feel the crunch of bone beneath her hooves and the warm splash of blood on her tongue.

Nothing is sacred, no one is safe. The Accursed leaps in to strike and batter the Wolf with all at her disposal.
(Ardith Hirai)
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[20:56] Luther returns after having passed considerable time away. He looked less steamed. But his yellow eyes were still dark. It was as if something had taken over the young kid.

"I'm going to go get drunk. Levengard and Huangzhou were boring."

He whispers to his sieter because he wasn't happy with her having being ignored by Aria. In fact his eyes look at Catheryn, whom could tell her brother was enraged but also deeply hurt.

In fact what the hell was a kid saying he was going to get drunk? Well this kid sure gave two fucks about things right now. And he was still so mad that when he gets close to Aria and Catheryn his cosmic energy is giving out an uncomfortable sort of heat. As if he was a star that was going into a meltdown. So young and the power was already there. The Neries looks at Aria now, and he stays frowning but allows himself to say,

"You know for a fucking fact that I /would/ never hurt you on purpose. The least you could have done was communicate with me. Not dhut me off. I made one fucking mistake. Well guess what? I ain't fucking perfect. And I would have NEVER gone out of my way to hurt Kimi, don't you understand that? Why in the Stars above would you fucking think I wanted to hurt Kimi? Or you for that matter. But worst of all YOU go and treat my sister like she is a piece of turd. THAT is unacceptable. If I fucked up with Kimi, you fucked up with my sis."

He didn't care if she was listening. Then to Catheryn in a more calm voice, "Thank you Cathy for trying. Don't put up with this shit over my stupidity."
(Luther Valerius)
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[20:59] The dryad braced for impact. His hands out with nary a shred of magic power to protect him from Ardith's ire. Just before impact, an unexpected development pulled her aside, sparing the nature magi the brunt of her attack.

Azarashi eyed Famfrit with incredulity; to think that he would save him--whether or not he acted with altruism--painted the masked magi in a different light.

The sudden surge of occultic energies blaring all at once gave the deer pause. He was content with tanking her strike, just as long as he's able to survive and calm the bull down. Now he's physically incapable of putting himself in-between their street fight.
(Azarashi)
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[21:00] Oh hey, Luther was back. And he was still angry. Yay. She ignored the whole getting drunk thing, assuming that once again Luth was being a fool, but hearing him verbally assault the girl, once again...well. She twisted her hands around, up and then down, violently with sharp, jerky movements, and unless he noticed and dodged it, Luther would be doused by water from the nearby fountain rushing down over him.

"You need to go and cool down, Luth."

Accidentally -or was it- witty one-liner done, the Ookami took off at a brisk pace, heading somewhere else. She'd like to say it was just because of Luther, but honestly, the impending violence between the woman with horns and that other guy was a sign to Catheryn that it was time to skidaddle.
(Catheryn Valerius)
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[21:05] Returning to Gehenna for the first time in months, Zo felt strange coming back here. He'd spent so much time up on the mountain that this place, his home-town, seemed almost alien in contrast. Zo still knew the same old roads though, and walking along he'd eventually come to the square he'd spent so much of his time in, when he was younger.

However, his nostalgia was not something that lasted very long, because no sooner had he arrived in the square and began to take in the scene than he saw a conflict beginning between none other than his Mentor, Ardith Hirai, and hhe masked Famfrit...!

Zo furrows his brow and grits his teeth at this sight, trying to understand why this is happening. He didn't know Ardith all that well, but he'd thought she had a fairly decent relationship with Azarashi until now... But it looked like this was all starting because of that Dryad?

His mithril eye glows more brightly as he watches Ardith round onFamfrit and summon forth various demons to do her bidding, and Famfrit envelope himself in the scouring tempest of mournegale. He knew this wasn't something allowed in Gehenna... Fighting and magic in the square being strictly forbidden!

Then, before he knew it, the fight ensued and Ardith and Famfrit clashed faster than he could keep track of. He watched as Ardith did her best to oppose the fox-masked fiend, but to no avail. Famfrit was just the more capable combatant, it seemed, even despite the demonic power of Ardith's accursed blood.

Zo's fists clench as she goes down, and he watches, waiting to see what happens next.
(Zo)
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[21:07] Ariving back in Gehenna in what seems to be a small commotion Ferinam snickers. Opting to watch whatever was going down for entertainment while he cleaned his staff was his main goal for now.

Dropping his rucksack in front of his feet a loud thump is heard. The tightly packed piece of equipment seemed to almost house an entire storage unit.

Looking through the left sustainment pouch he pulls out some sort of shine and a handkerchief and begins to clean his staff with lethal intent for all the grime on it.

He moves his eyes to the situation at hand smirking seemingly not surprised drama was going on at this time.
(Ferinam Jazxa)
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[21:12] His quarry. His fight. His.

His focus was purely on Ardith and nothing could take it away. He wanted to fight. To taste her magic. To see what the Accursed had to offer. Someone who had reached this peak of perfection amongst occultist and had bonded with an Archon! There'd be plenty to take in. Plenty to enjoy.

The winds he stole from the Mountains would assail the Accursed and scrape against her armor. Notably ever punch was pulled as he didn't want to harm them. It was a dream for both of them to come out unscathed, but dreams don't always come true do they?

He'd be lost in the sauce. Deep within his maddened trance dancing about the Tribe's square, narrowly avoiding hurting the other magi but sure as hell causing all sorts of property damage. Ardith's perfected occultism against Famfrits more raw chaotic energy! Everything was terrible and destruction would be left in their wake.

A final wind spell would be cast and a powerful shockwave reverberates across the square. Non-Magi would get tinnitus or some shit. Ardith? Her body bruised and shoved directly into the ground. A few ribs would be broken, her ears would ring too!

With the fight over Famfrit would be able to stop him. Looming over Ardith yet his usual stoic stature would be overwritten by a noticeable look of concern. Reaching out down to her, assessing the damage he had caused.
(Famfrit)
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[21:13] ** Famfrit has inflicted an injury upon Ardith Hirai. ("Broken Ribs", "Ribs number 7 and 15 are broken. A bit of a snap, but nothing too terrible.", "Temporary", "Duration: Short (1 day)") **
[21:13] As he moves his staff around with grace. The piece of equipment begins to glimmer. Taking a moment he admires his face in the reflection of it. Soon he decides to place it unto his back. Suddenly he reaches into his rucksack once more and begins to rummage through it.

He pulls out a notebook hoping to take some notes on the skillsets of who ever decided to battle once more. He wasn't sure if the conflict had just died but if it continued to erupt he might be able to conjure some tactics to share with his fellow comrades back home.

Gawain would also certainly be interested in a story of stumbled upon strife as well.
(Ferinam Jazxa)
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[21:17] When Luther returned Aria took on a more agressive demeanor. Her arms were crossed and on her face was a nasty frown. She didn't care what the neries decided to do. Why should she? They weren't friends anymore.

He wasn't back to apologise, he was back to bark. And she wholeheartedly planned to bark back.

"Fine! I messed up with her! I'm sorry Cathy for being mad at you because of your barnacle brain brother!"

Its sincerity was undermined when she used it as another way to insult her brother. But hopefully it was enough for the ookami. With that done her head snapped back to the angered neries.

"See? It's not that hard! I messed up and I said sorry to her! Even if you didn't mean to hurt her you still did! So you say sorry to her not me you dummy!"

With her sphiel done she cranked her head away from Luther, her arms still crossed.
(Aria)
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[21:20] Wrath. Even Lux was not reaching the young Valerius. And to excacerbate the issue Famfrit and Ardith fight in the Square. When the shockwave hits, the young Luther stands up to it as his eyes glow fierce and his cosmic energy becomes even hotter. Who the fuck was this guy? The rash young boy didn't know but by now he was blinded by real fury.

With a loud shout and using his Neries ability, he starts to drain mana around him like a vacuum gone wrong. The mana he was taking in was dark, tainted, corrupt, in other words all kinds of fucked up. This affected Luther even more that his mind was taken by his indomitable rage as he forms energy blasts directed at Famfrit!

A kid challenging a much powerful being!

He manages to listen to Aria but he is way to gone now. He was furious. He was enraged. He was draining all that bad mana. And his yellow eyes had become to glow fiercely.

"Aria not now..."

He then focuses on Famfrit.

"You! Who the fuck do you think you are!"

And his blast goes off!
(Luther Valerius)
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[21:20] It's a beautiful, nigh-euphoric rampage as the Accursed goes careening after the Wolf in the midst of her occultic fit. He's the one that's gained her ire. Not any of the bystanders, though much like him she's bound to deal some property damage in her single-minded pursuit of the Chaos Magi. Collateral destruction is fuel for the fire, icing on the cake.

She doesn't care.

Ardith slips so much more easily into that madness, with little resistance whatsoever this time, though the cause is the same as before.

The two mad magi face off, dancing about the square with twists of wind. Yet the Wolf is always two steps ahead of her. Far faster, slowing her with gales of ice and chill winds that she can't quite fully shake.

She's almost on him, so close, she can almost wrap her claws around him, so ready and enticing is the thought of bones snapping in her hands-

When she draws in close he unleashes the blast that sends her sprawling, driving her groundward and shattering her ribs. The blanket of red over her vision intensifies. It's not rage this time alone. Pain drives the wind from her lungs and disorients her; the Beast crumples to the stones where grass and moss wither around her fallen body.

Ardith tries to move, to rise, to carry on the fight as her mind and the madness wills her. Her body does not comply.
(Ardith Hirai)
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