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my bare hands paved their paths - Flora - 08-07-2024
While Jack might have been the Thieves Guild's most active member, Flora couldn't really invite both he and Asta to help her at the same time given the sort of thoughts bound to run through both of their heads,
She'd make it up to Jack later, if he felt left out.
Waiting for the pair on the beach with her toes in the water and her shoes discarded nearby, Flora closes her eyes against the salty sea breeze that tugs softly at her curls that she might tilt her chin up towards the sun and bask in the warmth. She might not be an ancient, but the weren't many things that were placed before sun on the queen's list of things she enjoyed having on her skin.
No posting order!
1. Florida
2. Astarion
3. Dandelion
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Astaroth - 08-07-2024
Well this wasn’t really the time or place to chat, and so the butcher keeps his thoughts to himself, trying to pretend that things were normal even if it were feeling like anything but. So, dressed up in a teal vest with gold accents, a light grey shirt with the sleeves rolled up and buttoned up tight, the butcher has swapped his usual wingtip shoes for a pair of boots because of the sand, with another blonde at his side.
The sun beats down, warming his skin, the salt of the sea floods his nose, and he picks the path from the skyship toward the meet up point, having asked Danta whether he knew what exactly they were doing today for the guild. Not that it would change his offer of help, but call it pure curiosity.
As Flora comes into view, Astaroth drifts toward her and breaks away from the side of the Maverick, flashing a sharp smile toward the Doubletake in greeting, a touch more reserved. “[say]Hello, Flora, darling.[/say]”
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Dantalion - 08-07-2024
Said third wheel blond trails at Asta's side, in a pair of huarache sandals and a white linen shirt large and billowing enough to hang from one of his shoulders. There's a little blood on the collar (he'd gotten snacky, so sue him) and behind his sunglasses he's glancing between Flora and the butcher as if there's a bomb about to go off between them, only for Asta to be his usual charming self and ruin it all.
And so, with shoulders relaxing and a wide, fanged grin for Flora, he joins on her other side and gives her a gentle nudge for her trouble. [say]"Please tell me this is the order of business for the day,"[/say] he purrs to her. Standing and basking in the sunlight on the beaches of paradise? It takes Danta right back to when he'd first ventured down from The Climb to Torchline's shores.
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Flora - 08-07-2024
[say]"Hey you!"[/say] The queen calls brightly as the pair come into view, and hopefully Danta will forgive Flora that the bulk of her enthuisiasm isn't directed toward him. One might expect the queen to dash across the sands and leap into Asta's arms baywatch style (he'd catch her no doubt if only to be polite) and cover his face with kisses, but given how close they were to the sea, and to a particular ship upon said sea with a number of cannons aboard, Flora thought it best to keep her greeting warm rather than flaming. Spreading her arms she reaches for the taller ascended, meaning to tug him into a hug before crinkling her nose affectionately toward Danta and offering him and affectionate waggle of her fingers.
Straightening, the queen's grin turns crooked as she plants her hands on her hips and shrugs. [say]"You think I'd make the two of you come all the way down here just to work?"[/say] Rolling her eyes as if to say you don't know me at all, she gives her head a little shake. [say]"Actually, I was hoping you'd try and destroy something."[/say] Hoping to have caught their attention with that, Flora retrieves the void-crystal orb from her nearby bag and lobs it carelessly onto the sands where it seethes with purple energy.
Waving a hand as if to say have at it, the queen takes a step back inclined just to let the boys try their hand in whatever way they wanted to at first.
KILL IT.
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Astaroth - 08-07-2024
Warm is better than flaming, for the butcher’s internal warring, so as she reaches him he bends down enough to envelope her, bearded cheek brushing against her soft golden one, getting the whiff of her perfume and the salt of the sea. Withdrawing with that same smile as a soft huff of a laugh escapes him. “[say]Perfect.[/say]” Giving her hand a gentle squeeze, he withdraws to look at the orb in question, head tilting curiously.
His attention flickers over toward Danta with a curious tilt to his smile. “[say]Fire first? I will try my bloodbane on it after.[/say]” Pausing to sweep his gaze toward Flora with a slight incline of his head. “[say]Do you happen to have any fountain water, darling?[/say]” A pre-emptive question before he’s sparking fire from his fingertips, focusing on the orb and shoots the fire at it in a hot stream.
Asta uses his fire on the orb!
Fire Manipulation: Can create and control flames. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Dantalion - 08-07-2024
Resisting the urge (just) to wrinkle his nose at the very familiar greeting between his guildmates and ignoring the way it feels like a thread of something within him is trying to drag itself towards the ground, Danta instead focuses on Flora's words and scoffs to her. [say]"I really never know with you,"[/say] he admits. [say]"Sometimes it's lounging around watching some tournament - other times we're rebuilding your bar."[/say]
Grinning and stepping back as she produces the orb, he returns Asta's glance with a raise of his eyebrow and nods. [say]"It's just a bit of rock, right?"[/say] He shrugs - between them the fire should be enough to melt it and then some. (Because of course Danta isn't to know that seething with purple energy means nigh on indestructible).
And so, with licks of fire sparking to life around him in erratic patterns, he burns them white hot before lancing them at the orb in no particular order.
Danta also uses his fire on the orb!
Fire Manipulation: Can create and control flames. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Flora - 08-07-2024
Tutting under her breath, Flora rolls her eyes in Danta's direction. [say]"Hey, you knew what I was calling you for that time."[/say] That chuckles, though she takes his point. [say]"Besides, I promise you'll enjoy yourselves just as much this time sa you did then."[/say]
Folding her arms comfortably across her chest, the queen glances toward Asta and nods at his question. [say]"Always do. And if anything should go really wrong, the Fountain itself isn't too far away."[/say] Should anything go disasterously wrong, Ronin shouldn't be too far either.
[say]"Rock from space, yep."[/say] Flora confirms mischievously, waggling her eyebrows at the Maverick. Suddenly there's a lot of fire such that the Doubletake steps a few paces back so as not to be singed by the heat.
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Serendipity - 08-07-2024
Mastered fire seems to do regular damage.
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Astaroth - 08-07-2024
“[say]Looks as though it is.[/say]” Astaroth confirms, until Flora’s chiming in and informing him that there is in fact fountain water on her. Nodding, he focuses on the orb, pausing before the fire sparks to life to hear that it’s from space. It makes it a more unique challenge, though for the purpose he doesn’t know.
He doesn’t ask, either, not as both his and Danta’s fire pelt the orb and it remains. Not melted as expected with the white hot heat of Danta’s magic, and so the butcher huffs a sigh through his nose with a little frustration, before he’s bending to pull out the knife from his boot, flashing an apologetic glance back toward Flora and Danta as he steps forth, closer to the orb and takes a deep breath.
Unlike the climb, where most of his bloodbane scars resided along his chest with the rest of his scars, the blade gets pressed to the inside of his arm, cutting deep enough to spark the bloodbane within him and aim the attack onto the orb.
Still not as strong as he used to be, it fucking hurts, and it’s with a tight jaw and a “[say]fuck,[/say]” said under his breath, blood drips right down his arm into the sand below, ruby red and vibrant as it stains his olive skin. All the while watching the orb to see if it does anything.
Astaroth uses his bloodbane magic on the orb next!
Magic: Bloodbane | Can injure themselves for mastered damage to weaken others at a 1.5x their mastered level with a range of 30ft.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Dantalion - 08-07-2024
[say]"Rock from spaaace,"[/say] Danta says with the same sort of tone as an 80's horror b-movie - not that he knows at all what one of those is. Either way, off they go with their fire magic and the promise of a definitely-fun-time from Flora, and the Maverick steps back enough to see that their efforts appear to have damaged the thing, if not in a way that's particularly flashy or devastating.
Letting his fire drop and stepping back to stand with Flora, even though he'd heard Asta talk about using his bloodbane magic, a muscle feathers in Danta's jaw to see him produce the knife. With his hands resting stubbornly in his pockets, the Maverick keeps himself anchored to the sand to see what kind of effects the Ancient-specific magic has on the void orb.
Only as the blood starts to hit the hot sand does he find himself moving, unable not to go and inspect the damage even knowing that there's fountain water on hand. [say]"Are you alright?"[/say] he asks, stepping up to Asta's side to look over his arm.
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Flora - 08-07-2024
Despite whatever was happeningbetween she and Asta, the queen doesn't look overly concerned as blood trickles from his arm down onto the sands. Her only thought was about his bloodlust and whether he'd satisfied it since they last saw each other, if only because
Making her way onto the butcher's other side, Flora uncaps one of them and gestures for the butcher to hold out his hand so that she needn't unnecessarily spill it on the cuff of his shirt. Letting it spill out in a steady stream, the wound will heal almost before the water has a chance to cleanse the blood from the butcher's olive skin. [say]"Good as new."[/say] Flora hums cheerfully, before glancing over her should at the orb and huffing.
[say]"Same for that, apparently."[/say] Clucking under her tongue, she gives her head a little shake. [say]"I wouldn't feel bad, none of the demigods could really do anything either."[/say]
Waiting to see if Asta needed anything more, Flora nudged the orb with her foot and was treated to a flare of cold rushing up her toes. [say]"Do you want to try it shifted, once each? Just so that I can tell my sister we tried everything?"[/say]
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Serendipity - 08-07-2024
Bloodbane seems to do regular damage.
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Astaroth - 08-07-2024
He has not satisfied his bloodlust yet, unfortunately, so it’s with an easy amount of care that he focuses on the orb as he slices his skin, curses out under his breath, before the stinging pain actually greets him in waves. Swiping the blade against the fabric of his pants to clean up the small streak of blood on it.
Lifting his attention to Danta, he flashes an easy smile that should be more relieving, if it weren’t for the way his hand shakes with the huge loss of health. “[say]Just fine, darling.[/say]” He reassures the Maverick, before he looks over to Flora. Danta would see the deep slice and the blood bubbling from it precisely as Flora uncaps the canteen of water, spilling it over his arm as it knits together and he starts to relax, trying to loosen the tension in his shoulders.
It’s more frustrating that the orb appears to still be there, but as Flora suggests shifts, he glances to Danta, before turning his attention back to Flora as he runs a hand along the water soaked, healed arm. “[say]I cannot watch Danta’s shift, but I will be happy to try before focusing my attention elsewhere.[/say]” Somewhere, anywhere, from where he could see the gore crow.
Shifting from man to fyrhund, the butcher focuses on the orb as smoke pours from his maw. Approaching it like a curious canine, tail sweeping low and head dropped low he inspects it before making any move. Claws rake out toward it before he pairs it with the fire from his shift, and whether or not it’s been effective or not, the butcher trots a bit further down the beach with his back to them, ears flattened toward the waves to avoid any other sounds that might set him off.
Astaroth shifts to his fyrhund shift, using his claws and fire on it! Then he trots down the beach out of earshot and looking distinctly away from them so he doesn’t have to see Danta’s shift.
RE: my bare hands paved their paths - Dantalion - 08-07-2024
Believing Asta about as much as he believes he's managed to reduce the orb to dust in the past five seconds, Danta's hand comes up to clasp the other man's shoulder as he watches Flora douse the wound with visible relief. Letting out a breath to see the injury knit itself together until it's gone, the Maverick nods and steps away again, tugging his shirt back up over one shoulder. [say]"Even the demigods couldn't touch this thing?"[/say] Wrinkling his nose, he doesn't know what good his shift will do, but he'll try.
He'll also try not to smirk at the sight of the sudden fyrhund prowling towards the orb as if it's made of nightmares incarnate, waiting until the butcher is finished with his inspection and attacks before tossing him a lazy salute down the beach. It's a rarity these days for Danta to be able to stretch his great, dark wings - three guesses as to why - and so it's almost a relief to stretch and let flesh become feathers and feet to become wicked talons.
Clicking his beak at Flora and taking to the air, Danta circles the orb a couple of times before diving, aiming to rake at it and leave deep scores upon its surface.
Danta becomes a gore crow and tries to attack the orb with his talons!