Shenanigans II (5/12)

[19:07] Leni exclaims, "--HEEEEEEEEEY!"
[19:07] Levant exclaims, "Bah!"
[19:07] Levant asks, "...what?"
[19:07] Leni runs on in, full tilt, but skids to a halt by digging her heels into the dirt. She waves at the familiar Teraphim and shouts to get his attention.
(Leni)
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[19:09] The man's head continues to nod.

"Right."

A light sigh escapes the man's lips as he holds his hand out, palm facing the sky. It seems he expects something! "So. Your robes--" It seems he's set to continue the tangent he originally went upon. "Represent the death of our High Lady Asta for their Stellus calls for her head. Your robes represent the subjugation of our people under the reign of their King Alexander.

Your robes represent the balance of the world tipping as light washes over all unless we check them."

Ever-slow, his voices comes as if he were a teacher educating a very young student. "You want to help people.

That's not wrong. But you are sold to an idea that they claim to represent, but do not in earnest.

Your star, please."

Fingers wiggle upon the palm's hand. "You can help people without your robes. Without your star. And without their clergy."
(Tieru Avlee)
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[19:10] Leni asks, "Jeez...Are you being mean again?"
[19:11] Tieru Avlee says, "Listen--you can say I was being a dick to the friend of the shadowmancer."
[19:11] Leni asks, "I can't say that!...Because when I swear my friends get really mad for some reason?"
[19:11] Tieru Avlee says, "That being said, I'm doing my best to be polite here to a priest."
[19:11] Tieru Avlee says, "Because I know they're just innocent."
[19:12] Tieru Avlee says, "I can invoke far more rights then I am right now."
[19:12] Tieru Avlee says, "In many ways, I should be praised for my angelic behavior."
[19:13] Urlen Inavyre says, "Paisley..."
[19:13] Levant says, "Yup...."
[19:13] Levant says, "Situation just got wierd Urlen"
[19:13] Urlen Inavyre says, "Oh no... Paisley god damnit.."
[19:13] She would sigh. She couldn't give up her star or her robes. That would be a dishonour. Its something that just wouldn't do! "I see....I didn't realize the weight of my robes...and the weight of my star...." She would say with another sigh.


What a pickle she was in. "Liiisten though....how about I just don't wear the robes? And I keep the star? We all walk away happy and I give you two hugs?" She would try and bargain with the man, arms open.
(Paisley)
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[19:14] Asteli asks, "Does anyone want to buy alchemist ingredients?"
[19:14] Asteli asks, "Or want to buy Nyeshk ore?"
[19:15] And Leni, carefree as ever, skips right up with a smile. That smile that's almost always there.

"I dunnoooo...Sounds like you might need to get pantsed again!" she cheers.

Paisley gets a wave too. She hasn't forgotten her shoeless, nature magi pal.

"It's just robes and stuff, right?"

Even though she's come to a stop she starts rocking back and forth on her heels, as if physically incapable of standing still.
(Leni)
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[19:15] Saya Solstice says, "hmmmm"
[19:17] Saya Solstice asks, "which ingrediants ?"
[19:18] Levant would run at the side of Paisley and, after pulling her robe a bit to get her attention, rub his hands togheter and kindly ask to the friend.

"Hey. Mind ya tell me something of magic? You know the Church people wont let me ever. But you could....beside being a maid pirate whatever...."
(Levant)
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[19:20] "It's no more just robes'," Tieru begins as his head shifts to Leni, then Urlen. "Then occultism is just magic.

It represents very concerning ideals."

Amber eyes fall back upon Paisley, fingers upon the opened palm still wiggling as if beckoning the younger girl to give up the star. "On all accounts, your star marks you for death in this land.

I know you're just foolish. I know you're clouded by naivety. It's why we're speaking and only speaking." The mouth upon him opens, as if trying to catch his words before they escape. For a brief moment of respite, he tears his own attention towards Levant as he seeks the right words.

"...But it cannot be allowed that someone that entertains their faith--their clergy--their hierarchy and their chain of command stay within this land so long as the Stellus wants the head of the High Lady."

The hand that once beckoned so greedily for the star slowly falls, fading to the side of him.

"...You don't, if you demand, have to give up the star. If you keep it, however..."

His voice trails.

"You will have to leave this land, and never come back."
(Tieru Avlee)
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[19:20] Saya Solstice says, "Too far tieru "
[19:21] Saya Solstice asks, "are you a greycloak or mistseer ?"
[19:21] Tieru flickers his gaze to Saya.
(Tieru Avlee)
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[19:22] Tieru Avlee asks, "Do you pull rank to protect a priest?"
[19:22] She would sigh and then turn to Levant. "Yea....I can teach you a few types of magic..." She would say before returning her gaze to the Teraphim. "Can we talk about this in private? Away from prying eyes? I will explain in detail what is up..." She would say as she gave him a defeated look.
(Paisley)
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[19:23] Saya Solstice asks, "actually Do you pull rank to highlady asta have you consulted for her guidance on the matter?"
[19:25] Levant would take a step away from Tieru as soon as he heard *Then occultism is just magic*.

To the Teen who was shown by Florale the corrupted forest and explained to him that it was probably the work of said magic, the very concept of staying beside a being that could just wipe out the forest he lived into, made him shiver in fear.
(Levant)
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[19:26] Urlen grits his teeth. His eyes wandered to Paisley, wearing the stupid clergy robes.. He told her, he told her to not wear that, why did she not listen?
His eyes wandered towards the Occult-wielding teraphim. None of this sat right with him. His arms crossed as he shook his head, letting out a deep sigh- he won't address some of what Tieru said, it might escalate way too quickly.

Instead he only took a deep breath, Cracking his neck to the side as he watched both of them. He stayed silent, an intense gaze upon them both, before he looked back Towards Paisley.

"We can go in my home. I believe I already know what she wants to say. Not like she was very subtle about it in the beginning."

He looked around, then back at Tieru.
"...I'd rather not leave you alone with her, to be honest."
(Urlen Inavyre)
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[19:30] Even as thing seem to get serious, almost dire, Leni's still bursting with optimism and energy. She doesn't pants the Terphim this time. The thought occurs to her, but instead she opts for something else.

The willowy magi tries to hop right up onto his back instead and cling there, attached by the sudden growth of a multitude of thin, grasping roots that sprout from her person. She turns herself into a backpack for the stodgy Tieru. Or at least attempts to.

"Heeey! C'mon. Stars aren't so bad! Just ask her to not wear the robes!" she chirps, attempting reason.

"You drew a really nice smiley face! I've still got it. You can't be that mean!"
(Leni)
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[19:30] Leni says, "*earl"
[19:38] She would glance at tiru staring daggers as the plasma arced fron her body as she stepped closer hatred for occultists any of them teraphim or not would enrage her as they aare the reason thadria was killed he was in league with them a most corrupt and foul magic most could see the anger she had for occultist




" In my opinion she has right to be here if you occultist scum are allowed here so enough with your crap you hunting her for believing in whatever religion she desires while you worship degenerate filth as occult magic how does it feel to be subjugated for the abomination of magic you cast as I see it my sisters blood is in your hands you wretched disgusting occultist scum"


her words were sharp but she was correct because of that filth they chose to corrupt there very beings and it made her sick to know the tainted occultists killed her family she wanted to execute him on the spot but she held back and was going to consult asta on the matter
(Saya Solstice)
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[19:41] Asteli says, "Would anyone like to buy stuff off me"
[19:42] "So long as--"

Concentration breaks as the Teraphim seems to buckle lightly, a confused glance falling upon him as he whips around a few times. What was Leni doing..? "It is understood that what she wears--" A faint fwap of his arms to knock the girl off to no avial. "Who she represents, and whose clergy she belongs to is not accepted..."

Several more attempts to reach behind himself all fail to get the would-be human-accessory off of him before he gives a weak sigh, changing his posture to better support the added weight.

"...then all is well. I don't think they understand what they're doing." A frown forms upon his face as his attention shifts towards Leni. "For all you know of me, do you think I would be speaking so nicely if I didn't truly believed that? This is me being kind!"

It wasn't particularly kind. Words could have, and perhaps should have, been gentler and demands not made--but the Teraphim wasn't one to balk at what would imply weakness or danger to the High Lady and their council.

Even if such was a misguided child.

It seems no resistance is given to Urlen having a private chat with the child as Tieru makes to turn away!

Well--at least that would be what happens in an ideal world. Before he can shift the crackle of plasma snaps his attention over towards Saya, Tieru's head leaning back at the tirade. "Does it bother you, Saya..."

If only he had been allowed to turn away!

Tieru's darkened head leans in, tilting lightly--and find himself off-balance from it (thanks Leni)--towards the Kitsune.

"That your own magic scarred your sister just as wicked as mine did?

If I am to be blamed, why is your plasma not just as guilty? Should you put yourself to the sword as well?"
(Tieru Avlee)