Rita o2: die, grats, die!

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

[It's just a short way into to the training centre, and Rita is taking out some stress on some Grats...]

O disturbing power now unleashed, mete thy judgement upon the evil before me! Violent Pain!

[OVERKILL, OVERKILL!! This dark element single-target spell is huge, extending dark beams from the ground and plunging them back down into the Grat.]

O mother praised for her indigo light, break apart and raise thy clear new voice! Aqua Laser!

[This time, a line of water-element magic shoots across the ground. Those poor Grats surely don't deserve these advanced artes...? What, is Fireball not enough?]

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[fierybluebird]

[alksdjlakjsd Marco's trying very hard not squawk and just jumping up into hybrid form with blue wings to avoid the water.]

Careful with that! [Maybe a little bit squawky there. Oops.]

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

If you don't wanna be hit, stay out of my way!

[fierybluebird]

Jeez, what's got you in such a mood? [Perches in a tree branch now, warily watching.]

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

Mood? What mood? O caprice of innocent waters, Champagne!

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I'm just practicing. That's what the training centre is for, right?

[fierybluebird]

[Flat stare.] Yes, that's what it's for. Seems like a lot of energy to be channeling without even being angry though, eh.

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

[It's been a couple of days, so Damian figures he'll be fine if he appears as Robin in the center and takes out a couple of monsters.

BUT he definitely wasn't expecting these high-level magical spells. Barely backflipping to avoid the water, he curses at her:] Frag! Was that necessary?

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

Not really, but I'm gonna do it anyway.

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What's with that get up?

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[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

What's up with your outfit? [Oh, he just didn't go there. Putting his hands on his hips, Robin studies her carefully. So she's a Homo Magi... good to know.]

Have you never seen a superhero before?

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

Superhero? What's that supposed to be?

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[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

Tt! What do you mean, you don't know? They're like, people who save the day from thieves and bad guys and stuff. [pouts] Except... you know... this one's kinda stuck at boring military school.

[dragon-savior.livejournal.com]

[Ryu observes the spectacle from a safe distance, sword in hand.]

That seems like a bit much... I've never seen magic like that before.

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

There's really nothing to it, for someone like me. Still, these artes are hard work! This is the right place for training, right?

[dragon-savior.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, it is. I think other students would have raised a complaint if it wasn't.

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

So it shouldn't be a problem if it's "too much," then!

[dragon-savior.livejournal.com]

Just leave a little for the rest of us, hm?

[zeroth-card.livejournal.com]

[Minato is watching the massacre from a safe distance.]

Pretty good... a bit high on the overkill factor, though.

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

[] Overkill? Maybe, but does it matter?

[zeroth-card.livejournal.com]

Only if it leaves you too drained for a T-Rexaur.

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

What's one of those? The big red things?

[zeroth-card.livejournal.com]

Yeah, those. They're a bit hardier than the Grats.

[notanobject.livejournal.com]

[Oswald was planning on relaxing in the training center. There are few things that clear the mind better then mowing down multiple enemies, after all. Or at least make one less frustrated at the world and its stubborn refusal to let one use their abilities properly.

...That had been the plan, at least. He doesn't even get a heartbeat to set his eye on an enemy before it suddenly gets blasted away by something that looks a lot like sorcery.

Naturally, Oswald's reaction to this is, rather then being cautious, stepping right onto the path and looking for whoever is kill stealing flinging those spells around. Complete with a murderous look on his face, to boot!]

LATE IS LATE...

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

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What's your problem?

/sings the late song from Blue Man Group

[notanobject.livejournal.com]

"You are getting in my way."

[...Already, they're both getting along so well. Oswald throws that back with just as much irritation, maybe arguably more.]

"Keep your sorcerer's tricks out of where I'm fighting."

[blastiaphilia.livejournal.com]

Isn't it a big free-for-all in here? If it bothers you that I got the monster first, go to a different part of the training centre! It's not hard.

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[notanobject.livejournal.com]

"You have a talent for falsehood. A true...'free-for-all'"

[He struggles with the phrasing for a moment.]

"Would involve anyone being a fair target. Unless you are volunteering for that, it would be just as easy if you left."

[No, not quite going to reach the argument of 'I was here first,' but edging towards that. As well as possibly 'arguing with words is overrated, lets switch to solving problems through violence' from the way his grip is tightening around his sword.]