What do you get when two ruthless assassins raise their daughter travelling through the wildest reaches of Caido? Take one look at Theea and you'll get a pretty good idea. Cheerful and tenacious in equal measure, and curious beyond all else, she began her journey on a mission to find those her mother once called family. And find them she did, soon rubbing elbows with demigods, leaders and even ghosts from the past. Her determination is resolute, her thirst for knowledge unmatched. We can't wait to see where her next adventure takes her!
Congratulations, Theea!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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Woe betide the lot of them if Nova ever uses her full power; in the meantime, Jack contents himself with watching as she absorbs the information he has to give with the sort of concentration that would likely surprise people who have only met her for a few minutes. The captain is beginning to know better, though, and there's the smallest curl of a smile on his face as he straightens up to let her come at him again.
And for the second time he doesn't dodge on purpose, keen to see the difference - this time, she might be pleased to note that he huffs out a note of effort if not exactly pain as her fist lands against his shoulder. "Better," he says. "Now I'm gonna try to get outta your way. Make sure that other fist stays up as well - people ain't gonna ask before they try to punch you back, a'right?"
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
If Nova didn't know any better, she might think that Jack's having fun - not that she has any time to think about that as she throws her fist forward. His little huff is enough to tell her that she's improving, and Nova breaks her stance for a second so he can see the delighted grin on her features. She only has a moment before he's instructing her to keep them up, her fists springing back to her face, covering the starry freckles on her cheeks.
Nodding her head with enthusiasm, Nova bounces on the balls of her feet, light as air. "Right!" She steps forward to punch again, trying to move a little faster this time in hopes of getting him before he moves. Just as he'd instructed, her other hand stays up high, guarding her face from any counterattacks. That still leaves the rest of her body wide open, but she doesn't seem concerned with that.
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If Jack didn't know better he'd also suspect he was having fun, but of course surly captains never admit to such things, and so instead he keeps his attention on the lesson at hand. Though perhaps the ghost of a smile does curl across his lips in response to Nova's thoroughly dazzling grin, one that's quickly covered by her fists as she brings them up again.
"That's good," he remarks as her endless energy automatically has her bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Don't blow off too much steam with movin' - you might need it for later. But step light, and not too much in the same spot."
This time, of course, Jack is already moving as Nova throws the punch; a little unfair considering he'd been directing her at the same place for the past two attempts, but at least she can get used to a moving target. His sidestep takes him around to her exposed side, Jack acting as if he's going to jab her in the ribs, though his knuckles barely graze her.
"You ever played chess?" He raises his eyebrows. "It's sorta like that. Keep thinkin' a few steps ahead. Again, c'mon." He gestures for her to keep going.
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
His additional instructions are absorbed with equal focus, the bouncing of her feet shifting to something more controlled. They hop side to side, forward and back in erratic movements that not even she could predict - not that it helps her when she moves to attack. Jack slips away from her like she'd moved in slow motion.
Nova's eyebrows shoot to her hairline as she feels the brush of his fist against her ribs, her arms dropping to look down at the 'punch' indignantly. "Hey!" She's more surprised than offended, deciding that she might need to watch more fights to learn all these special moves. But then Jack is asking her about 'chess,' and Nova has to break her line of thought to wrinkle her nose in disgust. "Umm. No. Chess looks boring." If she had to guess, it looks more like a game for Caly, even if the captain seems to think there's some benefit to the strategy of it.
Lifting her hands again, Nova narrows her eyes to find a better spot to attack. Her feet move all over the place as she smiles then rushes in with barely a shimmer of a thought. She throws out a punch to his other shoulder, following it up with a different punch to original one, ready to adjust when he moves.
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Unable not to laugh at Nova's abrupt surprise to see that he's stepped out of the way of her punch - or her thoughts that something like a sidestep or a riposte is branded as a special move - Jack tuts and nods towards the hands that have dropped to her sides. "Don't leave yourself open - who knows who might take advantage." Everyone is the appropriate answer to that question, something he has a feeling even Nova will understand with her limited firsthand experience of fistfights.
"Mm, it ain't the most thrillin'," he agrees - but then for someone who uses thought and action as his strategy, who moves people like chess pieces, of course Jack is likely to agree. "Guess we'll just have to have you watch more fights to get used to watchin' the way things happen," he adds, unconsciously echoing her own considerations.
But then she's darting in again, Jack's eyebrow raising at the unexpected one-two jab, so quick his telepathy almost doesn't catch it. Instinctively more than anything, he tries to dip away from her first punch, then reaches out to catch the other, calloused fingers closing around her fist. "This," he says, "is probably where you'd use magic to your advantage."
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
Nova should probably be offended at his laughter, but she finds herself giggling at the sound, her hands rising both to cover her mouth in a girlish manner and protect her face again as Jack instructs. The possible worldly wisdom of his words is lost on the young hybrid, although she should probably be paying better attention considering the state of the world - and what happened in Stormbreak. However, her thoughts twinkle at the idea of watching more fights, excitement making her eyes bright. Maybe she'd even get to see Jack fight. After all, she's starting to see that he might have a few things to teach her.
The glint shifts to something more sharp as she moves to punch again. As she'd expected, he casually dodges her first, but the second is just as easily thwarted. She frowns at having had her fist caught like it's nothing more than child's play, but she stills and listens to his words. Her mind flurries through thoughts and images like a blurry codex, cataloging how she might integrate her magic. There are almost too many ideas, but her mind finally settles on one as she tilts her head like a curious cat.
"Like this?" Where her fist meets his hand, icy frost begins to crystallize. It chills where their skin connects, forming a thick glove of frozen water that threatens to push outwards in an extension of her punch.
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Maybe she would even get to see Jack fight one of these days - though technically speaking, he supposes she's getting that opportunity right now. His scuffles with Murphy or actual fights out in the streets of Torchline are a lot different to this, granted, and given their focus on teaching Nova how to punch and not be punched in return, he lets it go for now.
Raising his eyebrows, not just at the way her mind coalesces and spins through scenarios and solutions, but at the ice that coats her fist and begins to creep and extend outwards, Jack flashes a wolfish grin. "Exactly like that," he agrees with a nod. "That's my element of choice in close quarters as well." His element of choice in most situations, truthfully, unless he's pushed.
Pushing back with his own magic, they're briefly caught in a tug of war of extending and receding ice, before Jack finally gains just enough ground to let her fist go and drop his hand. "I'd say you got the basics down. Just need a few years of practice now," he quips, knowing already that Nova will hate the sound of that.
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
Jack's approval of her choice is like an explosion of glittering stars in her mind, reflected in the blue of her eyes. She lets out a giggle as the ice shifts and molds with his own magic, pushing and pulling in a game of territory and strength. It's hard to tell who wins in the end (at least to Nova), but he's the one who breaks the contact, and she feels a swell of pride in her chest.
It's interrupted by the way she recoils at his next evaluation. Her hand drops indelicately to her side, her mouth gaping indignantly. "A few years?! I'll be old by then!" Maybe even as old as Jack. She might even have grey hair by then! Although she can't deny that grey hair goes with every color...
Still, Nova frowns, crossing her arms with a mix of stubborn disbelief and determination. "It can't take that long!" Not that she'll admit that she has room for improvement, but she asks, "Isn't there a faster way?"
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"Well, no one was born bein' a master of everythin'," Jack says, hiding his smile at the sheer outrage that blitzes across Nova's thoughts, the captain shaking out his hands and tucking them back in his pockets. "Only faster way I can think is by practisin' hard and maybe askin' for a bit of help from your dear mother," he suggests with a gentle shrug. "Bet she could help you pack a little more fire into your punches."
A cheer rises up somewhere behind them, Jack glancing across to where another one of the crew is limping off, having lasted a few rounds against Murphy before ultimately tapping out. "In the meantime, it prob'ly can't hurt to watch a few more people get their asses handed to em," he drawls, gesturing to where they can go back to stand in the audience. "C'mon. I'll point out where Murph is gettin' all his good hits in."
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
05-18-2025, 12:01 PM (This post was last modified: 05-18-2025, 12:02 PM by Nova.)
The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
She supposes Jack's mostly right, considering how her own magic has evolved in the last year, but it doesn't make her like the information any more. It just means that her abilities are too powerful for even her to control - yet. Until then, Nova hums thoughtfully, her head tilting so that her rainbow and blonde hair almost brush the stars on her cheeks. "Hmm. That's a good idea. Although, I don't know about the 'fire' part. I'd prefer something sparkly." Maybe glitter or ice or starlight. She'll have to think on the options, but she's already plotting - with the ulterior motive being that she gets to see her mom.
The cheer brings her attention back to the crowd as well, eyes glittering curiously at what sort of spectacle they might have missed. Giggling, she clasps her hands behind her back, the picture of innocence despite the violence that courses through her thoughts. "Okay! Let's get another glass of rum while we watch!" Her lips smack softly, excited to taste the drink again after their little workout has left her quite parched. The edges tilt up in a smile as she skips forward, ready to enjoy the brutality of the men, absorbing every tidbit of information Jack might spare.
