Her smile drops upon seeing this, rushing to his side. "A- Are you okay? What's wrong?"
Her eyes widen in awe and childlike wonder. "That's incredible... how does it work?"
He shakes his head, taking one of hers "I'm okay, I'm okay. My head... something is trying to get into my head." He mutters, pulling her close.
He waves his hands in a dramatic way with a smile on his face, signing again "Magic!" He makes a silent chuckle.
She puts a hand on his shoulder, holding him. "It's okay, nothing is getting inside your head on my watch. How can I help?"
She chuckles a bit as well. "I mean, of course it's magic. I'm just curious as to how it doesn't seem like you need to spend much effort to use it."
He sighs, shaking his head one more time before turning on the piano bench, "I'll be okay, it's just the remainder of the Old Blood likely." He begins to play, trying to focus on something else.
His eyes widen with understanding and he nods. He begins to take off the bandages, revealing his hands covered in burn scars, and etched into the flesh on his hands, are alchemy symbols.
She nods in understanding, dropping that conversation and instead sitting on the opposite end of the piano bench, adding a second melody to compliment his.
She looks at the etched symbols with a more serious expression. "Interesting... did you do this?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She rubs the back of his head, "I'm your wife, you can't be embarrass by me taking your last name." She giggles a bit.
"I'm a witch, an' a powerful one too. What do ya want?" She shows a bit of her power.
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Leo cant form a word, more or less sputtering incomprehensibly.
"Your soul should be enough."
She giggles again, moving back around to give them a kiss.
She raises an eyebrow "Ya couldn't take my soul if ya wanted it. I got more power than yer givin' me credit fer." She picks up the dark magic book, flipping through the pages.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
She rubs the back of his head, "I'm your wife, you can't be embarrass by me taking your last name." She giggles a bit.
"I'm a witch, an' a powerful one too. What do ya want?" She shows a bit of her power.
* :} *
Leo cant form a word, more or less sputtering incomprehensibly.
"Your soul should be enough."
She giggles again, moving back around to give them a kiss.
She raises an eyebrow "Ya couldn't take my soul if ya wanted it. I got more power than yer givin' me credit fer." She picks up the dark magic book, flipping through the pages.
Leo slowly sinks underwater as she kisses him
"I do not need your dark magic witch."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods in understanding, dropping that conversation and instead sitting on the opposite end of the piano bench, adding a second melody to compliment his.
She looks at the etched symbols with a more serious expression. "Interesting... did you do this?"
He begins to hum along as they both play, complimenting each other's music with each key, leaning against her a bit as he plays, muttering some words.
He shakes his head, as if to say no, picking up a stack, turning it into a crystal staff equal to the stick's total mass and heading it to them.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
She keeps them up, rubbing the sides of their face, "Are you okay, dear? Just overwhelmed?"
"An' Oliver doesn't need yers." She flips to a page on banishing spirits with dark magic.
He nods, still a bright red
"Oh dear, that wont work." it says, laughing
She smiles, brushing their wet hair with a hand, "Dear, you are so, so perfect. I love you so much, I wish I'd married you sooner."
"Oh, I don't plan it ta, sweetheart. How 'bout ya tell me yer name befer we get somethin' started. I'm Merabelle, the Black Blood, but ya probably already knew that."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
She keeps them up, rubbing the sides of their face, "Are you okay, dear? Just overwhelmed?"
"An' Oliver doesn't need yers." She flips to a page on banishing spirits with dark magic.
He nods, still a bright red
"Oh dear, that wont work." it says, laughing
She smiles, brushing their wet hair with a hand, "Dear, you are so, so perfect. I love you so much, I wish I'd married you sooner."
"Oh, I don't plan it ta, sweetheart. How 'bout ya tell me yer name befer we get somethin' started. I'm Merabelle, the Black Blood, but ya probably already knew that."
"Me too.." he whispers
"Oh no. I know how this goes Madam Merabelle."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*If you say so, and sure.*
She rubs the back of his head, "I'm your wife, you can't be embarrass by me taking your last name." She giggles a bit.
"I'm a witch, an' a powerful one too. What do ya want?" She shows a bit of her power.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
* :} *
Leo cant form a word, more or less sputtering incomprehensibly.
"Your soul should be enough."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods in understanding, dropping that conversation and instead sitting on the opposite end of the piano bench, adding a second melody to compliment his.
She looks at the etched symbols with a more serious expression. "Interesting... did you do this?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She giggles again, moving back around to give them a kiss.
She raises an eyebrow "Ya couldn't take my soul if ya wanted it. I got more power than yer givin' me credit fer." She picks up the dark magic book, flipping through the pages.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Leo slowly sinks underwater as she kisses him
"I do not need your dark magic witch."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He begins to hum along as they both play, complimenting each other's music with each key, leaning against her a bit as he plays, muttering some words.
He shakes his head, as if to say no, picking up a stack, turning it into a crystal staff equal to the stick's total mass and heading it to them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She keeps them up, rubbing the sides of their face, "Are you okay, dear? Just overwhelmed?"
"An' Oliver doesn't need yers." She flips to a page on banishing spirits with dark magic.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods, still a bright red
"Oh dear, that wont work." it says, laughing
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles, brushing their wet hair with a hand, "Dear, you are so, so perfect. I love you so much, I wish I'd married you sooner."
"Oh, I don't plan it ta, sweetheart. How 'bout ya tell me yer name befer we get somethin' started. I'm Merabelle, the Black Blood, but ya probably already knew that."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Me too.." he whispers
"Oh no. I know how this goes Madam Merabelle."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She tilts her head, "What was that? I didn't hear you."
"Ah thank ya, but ya ain't gotta be polite. What would ya want with my soul anyway, it's already tainted enough ta be rottin'."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He just lets himself sink into the warm water, smirking a bit.
"I collect them."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sighs, following them under the water, swimming through the warmth.
"An' what kind o' tainted soul like mine should be in yer collection?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Leo sticks his tongue out at her and swims away
He shrugs, leaning around Olivers head. "Its either that or your son becomes my avatar."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She swims after them, her formation good, but intentionally not catching up.
She raises an eyebrow, "An' what does that mean?" She cuts her finger, letting the blood drip onto the dark book.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He keeps swimming, just out of reach, smiling brightly.
"He bends to MY will and MY command."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles back at them, blowing up bubbles, looking loving.
"An' what would ya command him ta do?" She begins to make a circle with her own blood in the book.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Leo sticks out his tongue again
"Anything i want. Destruction to death. And stop with the circle. It wont work."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She shoots through the water, catching them, and giving them a kiss while their tongue is still stuck out.
She looks up from the book, "What happens if I just seal Oliver away." She finishes up the book.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Leo squirms, melting into the kiss and closing his eyes
"I will get him out."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.