[Training] pyromaniac
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#1
Nova
I'm not lost,

"Let's go this way! I think we're almost to the center!" She drags at Vesper's hand as if he isn't planning to follow her, glittering pink unicorn dress and all. Still, she giggles as she rushes forward, pointing excitedly at the fire that peeks through the rose hedges. "See! There it is!" Her feet bounce, the energy palpable on her skin as the anticipation grows like a meteor shower preparing to streak across the sky or a black hole forming in the pressure of gravity.

She spins to throw her hands out, a performer setting the stage. "Now I can show you my FIRE MAGIC!" Nova says it in a mock deep voice that echoes and sends her into another fit of giggles that sparkle (literally) in the air around them.

Not one to leave her brother out of the fun - and very curious about this new ability he'd mentioned offhand - Nova blinks up at Vesper, blue eyes glittering. "And you can show me your cool thing! What did you call it again?"
just embracing chaos.
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#2
Got a head full of spiders & a heart that isn't here
Vesper lets her lead, the faint tug of her hand more ceremony than necessity; his stride lengthens easily to match her bounce, boots whispering over the maze’s shifting paths. Warmth lingers in the clasp of her fingers, and he doesn’t bother pretending he isn’t following, not when Nova’s gravity has always been its own force.

At the first declaration, his brows climb, the dry lift of them almost hidden behind the sweep of pale hair. "Your what now," he murmurs, voice catching somewhere between amusement and disbelief, though the corner of his mouth tilts in her direction. The flames ahead throw a soft, flickering glow against the roses, hinting at the obsidian heart waiting in the clearing, and at the power curled there like something half-awake.

Her question earns only a slow shrug, as if the thing she’s fishing for is hardly worth fussing over. "Celestial shield," he says, the words smooth, almost lazy, though the truth of it sits heavier in his chest. As a demigod, he's meant to be stronger than she is, but gods if the idea of her wielding a bunch of fire born out of this place doesn't have him reconsidering this outing. He sips in a breath, tasting the air, heat and rose-sweet mingled, and decides fuck it.

A crooked grin surfaces, subtle but sharp enough to catch the light. "When you say show me your fire magic," he drawls, eyes sliding to hers, "you actually mean shoot it at me, don’t you?"
VESPER
Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#3
Nova
I'm not lost,

Afraid that he might not have heard her, Nova repeats the deep, theatrical voice, "My FIRE MAGIC!" This time, they're close enough to the raging heart of the labyrinth for her to send the flames raising higher like some superhero framed in a dramatic explosion - although the grin on her face looks more villainous than heroic.

Giggling again, she lets the magic rest, saving the real show for later. For now, she releases Vesper from her hold - certain that he won't get lost in the next three steps - and circles the clearing so she can admire the firepit raging against the growing cold of Leafchange. She can feel the heat through the thick star-bleached jean jacket she wears over her dress, spinning to soak in the warmth on all sides as she skips a lap. "Ooooh. Pretty name. Celestial shield." It isn't as fun to say as FIRE MAGIC, but she still adds a mysterious emphasis to it, wiggling her fingers so that tiny specs of light fall from them.

When she's back to the starting point, Nova comes to a screeching halt in front of her brother, sending her teal and blonde hair whipping around her face with the motion. The blue in her eyes shimmer with undisguised mischief, matching his sharp grin the only way a sibling can. "Well, how else are you supposed to feel how awesome it is?"
just embracing chaos.
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#4
Got a head full of spiders & a heart that isn't here
Vesper snorts as Nova bellows it again, the sound low and unhurried, before letting one brow hitch in mock pain at the pitch. "Gods," he drawls, rubbing at his ear like the echo might linger there, "warn a man next time," he complains, as if he hadn't just baited her into repeating it.

Her commentary on the name earns only a loose shrug, the kind that rolls from one shoulder as if to shed any ownership of it. "You’ve got our ma to thank for that one," he says. "If it was up to me, it probably wouldn't even have a name."

When she presses about how he’s supposed to feel it, Vesper rolls his eyes, slow and deliberate, as though the answer is obvious. " You could just think real good and hard about it." The faint curl at the corner of his mouth betrays him, though, knowing full well there’s no winning an argument with her, and that maybe he doesn’t particularly want to.

Still, he takes a measured few steps back, boots whispering over the stone. One brow lifts, a smirk catching at the edges of his mouth as he tips his chin toward her. "Go on then," he says, voice settling into something amused and daring. "Hit me with your best shot."
VESPER
Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#5
Nova
I'm not lost,

She sees the tell-tale humor, not letting his words dampen her bubbly mood. Blinking innocently up at him, she backs closer to the fire that sillhouettes her figure. "Where would be the fun in that?" Then she sticks her tongue out at him, giggling as she spins to make her lap around the unwavering energy source, sending another shower of fractured lights around the clearing as she moves. "Well, I think mom did a great job."

Then her nose is scrunching, displeased with the idea that she wouldn't get a chance to release the humming magic under her skin - or light something on fire. If she didn't plan on doing it anyways, she might have pouted or stomped her foot until he relented, but they both know Vesper won't stop her, so she just shakes her head. "That's boring." Just to prove it, she thinks of the most bland and mindless rendition of a staring contest, dust collecting on their blank expressions.

But the moment he gives permission (like she needs it), Nova is bouncing to attention, her hands splaying at her sides. "Okay! Here I go!" She doesn't need any more preparation, having full faith that he'll be able to handle whatever she throws at him. So she pulls the fire from behind her and launches it straight for his chest - no mercy.



1/4
just embracing chaos.
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#6
Got a head full of spiders & a heart that isn't here
Vesper’s brows climb at the flash of Nova's tongue, a dry snort slipping out before he tilts his head in mock warning. "Careful," he drawls, letting the corner of his mouth curl, "Or I'll use my shadows to keep it like that."

He clears his throat, rolling his shoulders as the space between them hums with her anticipation. If it’s cheating to know the exact second she’ll move, he’s never been one to play fair; her thoughts are loud enough to map each beat before it lands. The moment her magic coils, his own rises; starlight spilling into a curved plane before him just a breath before the flames would have kissed his chest. The heat licks harmlessly across its surface, sparks scattering off into the clearing.

"Not bad,”" he says, smirk deepening, and then he’s gone in a swirl of shadow and light, reappearing twenty feet to her right with a casualness that makes the distance look like nothing. "Again."

1/4
VESPER
Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#7
Nova
I'm not lost,

Never one to be told what expressions she can or can't make, Nova's face slides into a knowing grin. She very slowly peeks her tongue out between her lips until it the pink shows just enough to prove a point. Unable to hold the expression, she breaks out into a fit of giggles, skipping and spinning away from any retribution.

They're moving into the main part of the show, her flames arcing beautifully through the air to connect with the glittering shield of starlight that forms in front of him. The sparks and celestial collision burst apart in a brilliant display of light and color that has her gasping, the reflection shimmering across her eyes.

A blur of shadows dissipates into the air where her brother had been, like smoke dispersed in a gust of wind or ash from the remnants of her fire. When he appears to her right, a familiar smirk on his face, Nova gives a small clap for the game he's made. "Oooh! Fun!"

Then - determined to win - she twirls and throws another blast of fire his way, wide and dazzling in its intensity.



2/4
just embracing chaos.
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#8
Got a head full of spiders & a heart that isn't here
Vesper’s laugh rumbles low in his chest, a thread of amusement winding through it as her magic all but glitters in the air between them. "Wouldn’t surprise me if one day you learned how to up and vanish into a ball of glitter," he says, the words lazily drawn out, though his gaze never leaves the way the fire curls from her hands. The heat swells fast, washing toward him in a rush that makes the edges of his coat stir, the scent of scorched rose petals threading faintly through the air.

The moment it’s close enough to bite, he’s already gone, slipping between shadow and starlight in that blink-fast way that feels less like movement and more like a thought made real. The world folds, then unfolds again, and suddenly he’s standing just behind her, close enough to feel the faint residual warmth radiating off her jacket.

One hand comes up and dives unceremoniously into the teal-and-blonde chaos of her hair, fingers raking through with the calculated carelessness of someone who’s been perfecting the art of annoying his sublings. It’s an obnoxious tousle, deliberately mussing every part she might want left alone, his smirk audible even without looking.

2/4
VESPER
Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#9
Nova
I'm not lost,

Vesper may let the words roll nonchalantly from his tongue, but Nova latches onto them with childish glee. "That's a good idea!" And she's bouncing with the thoughts of puffing glitter when he winks out of existence. 

The surprise assault on her hair has Nova dipping down, a squeal piercing through the air as her hands move to mitigate the damage. "Hey! I'll get you for that!" Although her actions are already in motion before the words leave her mouth. She reaches for a different magic this time, planting her foot so that ice spreads behind her like shattering glass, reaching to embrace his feet and hold them captive. Meanwhile, she focuses very intently on combing her fingers through the colorful strands of curling blonde hair, a pout on her lips. 



3/4
just embracing chaos.
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#10
Got a head full of spiders & a heart that isn't here
Even with Nova's thoughts bright and loud in his head, the shift in magic coming clear before she even moves, the sudden chill beneath his boots still catches him off guard. Frost spiders out fast, slick and unyielding, locking him in place just as his balance threatens to slip. Had the ice not gripped him, he might’ve gone sprawling; a thought that earns her a quiet snort under his breath, half irritation, half reluctant admiration.

"Well played," he admits, dry as ever but tinged with something that sounds like genuine approval. The words linger only a moment before the shadows close around him again, his form unraveling into mist and starlight. He reappears directly in front of her, close enough for the residual warmth of the Eye of Fire to paint sharp edges across his smirk.

"Now," he says, voice low, almost daring, "let’s see if you can hit a moving target." With that, he slips away again, vanishing and reappearing five feet to the side, then again, and again; each misty step placing him in a new position, the rhythm steady enough that she’s got something to aim for, but just erratic enough to keep her chasing.

3/4
VESPER
Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#11
Nova
I'm not lost,

Her head tilts up with a humph that says she knows it was well played and she still hasn't forgiven him for messing with her hair. She fixes the last strand (that she can tell), then lets her ice melt into the grass beneath and pouts up at Vesper's smug face. Nova reels, offense making her nose scrunch. "IF?! There's no doubt!"

Then he's darting and blinking around the clearing like a tall flickering strobe light that emits darkness and annoying brotherly attitude; and she can't resist the chase.

She's spinning and twirling as she tries to pin him down with her fire, resisting the urge to jut freeze him again and doing her best to focus on the competitiveness instead of the frustration. With each movement she can feel the magic answering faster, the blur of her brother immediately sparking flames that lick forward to reach him, but she can't quite land it. The gap of her missed shots slowly begins to close and Nova relaxes the control, unleashing her instincts that have never failed her.



4/4
just embracing chaos.
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#12
Got a head full of spiders & a heart that isn't here
Vesper slips from place to place, a flicker of shadow and starlight keeping him always one step ahead, but it isn’t long before Nova's mood shifts from playful to sharp, frustration burning hot enough in her thoughts that it prickles along his skin before her fire ever does. He feels it closing the distance, no longer wild shots loosed in her excitement but something that bends and follows, answering the pulse of her instincts. Heat claws at the back of his coat in a way that makes the hair at his nape rise, and for the first time he has to throw his hand out and call starlight to him in earnest.

The shield flares up quick, a bright crescent cutting the air as her flames break against it, scattering sparks like constellations torn apart. He braces, boots digging into the earth this time instead of slipping away, and though the magic holds, it’s with far less casual grace than before. Her laughter thrums in his head, raw and triumphant, and he can’t help the snort that escapes him even as the heat beads sweat along his brow.

Finally, with a rough exhale that twists into a laugh, he lets the shield dissolve and lifts his hands in open surrender, grin sharp and unrepentant despite the scorch still lingering in the air. "Alright," he calls over the roar of the eternal flame, his voice pitched to carry, "alright—you win." And though it costs him nothing to yield, the admission comes with a glint in his eyes that says he means it, pride folded beneath the dry amusement.

4/4
VESPER
Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#13
Nova
I'm not lost,

He doesn't look nearly as composed or cocky as before, and Nova lets out a flutter of laughter when her fire connects with his shimmering shield again. She does a little dance that sends glitter and sparks fluttering but quickly slips into a 'quiet confidence' with a loud quirk to her lips. "Good." She likes winning.

It's hard to hold the graceful victory pose, but she clasps her hands behind the unicorn fabric of her dress, lifting her head to stare 'down her nose' at him. She can't hide the shimmering pleasure in her thoughts or the pride straightening her spine as much as she can keep the sparkle from her eyes. It only proves that she's more powerful and will continue to prove so if he answers incorrectly. "So you admit that my magic is better than yours?"
just embracing chaos.
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#14
Got a head full of spiders & a heart that isn't here
Vesper lets a dry laugh slip, low and resigned, the sound threaded with enough amusement to soften the edge. He lifts his brows, giving her the slow nod of a man with no intention of stepping into another blast of fire if he can help it. "Yeah," he drawls, tone emphatic as if agreeing with the gods themselves, "yours is much better than mine." The lie slides easy off his tongue, because the glitter-bright pulse of her thoughts makes it worth every word; her delight sparks through the clearing brighter than any flame she’s thrown.

He sighs then, the sound drawn out, and tips his chin toward the living hedges that still sway faintly around them. "C’mon. Time we get back before this place decides to swallow us whole." Whether she chooses to dart ahead in a shift or skip along beside him, he falls into step—or slips through shadows when it suits—content to let the maze rearrange itself in their wake until the hedgerows finally part to spill them back into the wider world.

~FIN
VESPER
Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.

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