Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Mistress Imalia's Room/ Hallways


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia (@folclor )/ Someone new (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Leaving/ Bumping into someone


James bowed his head, a somewhat sad look still in his eyes.


"Thank you Mistress. I look forward to distinguishing your teachings in the upcoming tournament. Good day."


With that James turned from Mistress Imalia's office, and walked out.


He wandered around the hallways for a while, not really sure what to do. As he turned a corner, he bumped headfirst into someone, tumbling to the ground with them in a heap. For a moment, James was too dazed to figure out what happened.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Headmistress' Office/Hallway


With: Headmistress Auros(@folclor ) /No one


Doing: Uh.....


Reagan stared in shock and confusion. "That was uh... refreshingly cryptic." Reagan walked away, going down to the first floor, not really sure of what she was going to do. 'What the fuck?! Prepare?! Her office at 10?! What the actual hell is going on?! Why is she being so cryptic?! Rrrgh...' Reagan sparked in anger as she ventured down the halls, not really sure of what to do with herself to prepare. 'She gave me no details or anything hinting at the thing she wants me to do. Maybe she just wants to see my raw ability? Maybe my instincts? Why can't this be simple! I just want to mechanically tinker for Mizzet's sake!'

 

[folclor]

Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Grandma (@KalenNighteyes), HK-50-01!!! (@HK 50 09), and Sieghart (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: This is fun!


When Sieghart was too slow in giving her a second drink, she took the decanter and poured one herself. And then... her favorite droid in the whole wide multiverse appeared and she squealed, launching up from her seat and spilled half her newly poured alcohol over herself and HK-50-01 as she embraced him. "Ohmygods! I forgot you were already here! Oh gods, I love you, I love you, Iloveyou!!" She let out another squeal and practically bounced in joy which resulted in spilling the rest of the drink on the floor. "Ahhhh, of course ya got apprentices, silly!! You're like th' only technalogica...technogoti..." She let go of him, her face becoming pensive. "Tech...nah...loci...gal... That's not right, is it? Tha's not right... Gramma, what'm I suppoze ta be saying?" The girl turned to look at Manara. It was obvious that the siegbrau was having more of an effect than originally thought.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Hallways


Doing: Stumbling


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Surprised


Tatsuya was still wandering rather aimlessly through the hallways when something turned a corner, slamming right into the boney ridges of what would likely appear to be Tatsuya's 'armor'. The initial shock caused Tatsuya to grunt and take a step back, steadying themselves immediately in case this were some sort of attack, but after a brief examination of the situation it seemed their 'attacker' had taken more from the hit than Tatsuya had.


This would be their second chance to make a first impression, Tatsuya decided, standing up straight and rigid so as to look more imposing. "Greetings." they stated, attempting to make eye contact with the stranger, "I have come to these lands with the intention of peace and cooperation."


It was almost a militaristic declaration, but then, that's how Tatsuya had been raised. Now they were simply awaiting a response. Perhaps it would take longer to understand the customs in this place than Tatsuya had originally hoped, but they were certainly giving it their best shot.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Kitchen


Who I'm With: Grand Daughter, HK-50-01, and Sieghart


What I'm Doing: Enjoying Myself


Manara took the shot glass and downed the drink. It burned so good. She gave Sieghart a smile. "That was quite good. Although, I will heed your advice." Then Avalyn excitedly jumped up and ran to the droid. Manara laughed at her excitement, and set her glass back down. Clearly the girl could not hold her liquor. "My, my. You really do know quite a bit don't you. I may have made a mistake in letting you have a drink, but I think it will be okay. Yes, you will be sleeping in my room tonight. I don't want to be responsible for a fight between you and your sister." Manara simply sat there and enjoyed watching Avalyn react, and couldn't help but wonder how the droid would react to this.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Manara (@KalenNighteyes ), Avalyn (@folclor ), HK (@HK 50 09 )


What I'm doing: Intervening


Sieghart nodded at Manara's compliment.


"Thank you kindly. I'm always glad to hear that people enjoy what I make. Excuse me for a second."


Sieghart saw how Avalyn was acting and reached across the table, gently prying the cup and the bottle away from her.


"I think you've had enough of that my dear."


Sieghart then turned his attention to HK.


"Excellent news my friend. I congratulate you. I'm sure you will make an excellent mentor."


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Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Standing and introducing myself


James looked up at the person he'd bumped into, blushing slightly when he saw it was a girl. With a short thought he levitated himself back to his feet and brushed some dust off of his shirt. He held out his hand offering to shake, his usual nerves at meeting new people stronger than ever with his courage spell still disabled. The way she stood stock still like some sort of soldier didn't help him feel more confident. As he spoke, he let a bit of charm magic slip into his voice, hopefully making the girl relax a bit around him. He wasn't sure he could be comfortable talking with someone standing at attention.


"Um... Hello. I'm James. Are you new here?"

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Hallway


Doing: Introductions


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Confused


Tatsuya's eyes flicker for a moment, glancing off to the side when that hand is offered, then immediately back to it. They didn't drop their stance, but after a deep, slow breath they mirrored the gesture, grasping James' hand with their own slender palm and fingers while saying, "Yes, I am Rokkuita of the mountains."


There's a pause, then a twitch of their muscles. The grasp of their hand on James' grows tighter and then they attempt almost immediately to pull back. "Wh-why.." they look at their own hand as if mistified, but keep it at a level where they can watch James. "Sorry, it is.. unlike me to show such a weakness... offering an opening of attack. As an ally, I promise not to make such mistakes." it seemed that Tatsuya was ignorant to the way James was weaving charm into their words. However, flustered by their own actions as they now were, Tatsuya seemed to be a bit more on edge. And for good reason. It would likely go unnoticed to most, but that simple gesture causing them to feel as if their guard had slipped briefly. That momentary loss of control allows the bones that interlocked over Tatsuya's body to tighten, the four 'hands' digging into flesh of Tatsuya's body like one might choke a neck.


Once Tatsuya's regained composure, though, the deathly grasp weakens and Tatsuya is once more in control. "It is an honor to make your acquaintance."

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Rokkuita (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Trying to break the ice


James did notice the subtle tightening of the claws around Rokkuita's body. However, he chalked this up to some sort of magic. He'd seen weirder things in this school.


"It's an honor to meet you to Rokkuita. I guess then that I would be James of the western island fortress. Huh... that makes me sound like some kind of knight..."


James shrugged, looking at the girl to try and see if he could figure out a way to break the ice with her. The fact that she towered over James's skinny, 5'6" frame didn't help. Then, he had an idea. What had helped him make friends almost without fail in this school?


"So..." James said, eying her armor, "Would I be correct in guessing that you really like fighting?"

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Hallway


Doing: Nomming on the ice chunks


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Intrigued


A knight from a fortress. That was, at least in Tatsuya's eyes, a notable enough title.


"I fight when it becomes necessary," Tatsuya admits, noticing how James' eyes drift toward their body, "but there is often more to gain in diplomatic resolutions than there is in bloodshed. Strength is something highly prized among my kindred, though, and so the strongest often have the upper hand in such affairs regardless. So, yes, I suppose you could say that I enjoy honing my skills to such ends." a shiver runs along the armor now, the finger bones each shuffling once as if tapping like one might with impatience. Of course Tatsuya isn't consciously doing that, they simply seem to have a mind of their own. Whether someone else would be able to tell such was up to debate.


"As a Knight of the Western Island Fortress, I would assume that you are a formidable fighter yourself, yes?" Tatsuya asks in an attempt to draw more information from the stranger. If they were going to make allies, it would benefit to know both their strengths and their weaknesses. Making efficient use of both would allow Tatsuya to flourish even more in this place, or so they believed.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Admitting something/ Making a proposal


James looked down at himself, all skinny arms and legs. Sure, he'd built some lean muscle since he'd entered the school, but he wasn't going to be winning any head-on fights anytime soon. He looked nervously back at Rokkuita.


"Well... I think that could be put up for debate. While I've certainly gotten better since entering this school, I'm nowhere near the best at swordplay. I'm actually a sorcerer myself."


James scratched his head nervously.


"So... I wanted to ask you something. There is this school tournament coming up, and I need to practice my combat magic. I don't know if you wanted to participate, but if you did, I think it would be a good opportunity to see the kind of things you might have to go up against from the students who've been at this school. Besides, when does practice ever hurt, am I right?"


James sighed.


"Sorry. I was rambling. I guess I'll just cut to the chase... Can I fight you? The Arena is just down the hallway."

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Hallway


Doing: Accepting a challenge


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Intrigued


There's almost no hesitation. No sooner had the direct question come from James' mouth than Tatsuya was nodding in acceptance. "It would be rude of me to turn down such an offer," they proposed, though the truth of it was deeper. "so I will follow you, then."


This would be a great chance for several things, not least of all being that Tatsuya would have the chance to test themselves against someone from another plane of existence. Tatsuya knew of sorcerers, but this would be their first time actually engaging one in battle. Assuming that James had took the lead at this point, Tatsuya would begin to speak again, "Before we begin, what are the rules of engagement and the stakes of the battle?" so as to be certain of how far they would be allowed to exert themselves. Surely this wouldn't be a battle to the death, but it was incredibly important to be sure before going into it.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Explaining the rules and stakes


James opened the door to the Arena and looked around. It was totally empty except for them.


"Well, here we are. So, here are the rules I'm thinking of. Since no one else is here, the entire room is fair game. That includes the arena, and the stands. But if you try to leave the room, you forfeit. While the room is enchanted to revive those who die in here, I have no desire to die anyways, so let's agree to fight until one or both of us are no longer able to continue."


James thought for a moment longer. What were the stakes? Hmm... Well, he had a feeling that after the incident in his Mistress's room, Sugarshe wouldn't want to talk to him anymore. That opened up... possibilities.


"As for the stakes... Let's say if I win, you let me take you on a date. We can't really leave the school, but the cook is a nice guy, I'm sure he'd cook us something nice if we asked. And if you win... well, name your price."


James stood in the center of the Arena, drawing his sword and laying it on the ground, with the empty scabbard at it's side. It was actually far more useful to him there.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Arena


Doing: Preparing


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Tense


Three things were clear to Tatsuya. Firstly, that the forces required to create a room where one could not die were vast beyond a measure that Tatsuya could currently quantify. Second, that James was knowledgeable enough about the building and the people in it to have connections, and know inner workings that Tatsuya wouldn't have otherwise guessed. And thirdly, that victory was assured, so long as Tatsuya didn't give up. In a room where death was averted, perhaps it would have been wiser to make death an end point in a fight that now came down to endurance, but Tatsuya wasn't going to bring this up. In fact, they somewhat hoped that James hadn't considered the fact.


"I understand the rules, and your stakes. My counter is that, if I win, you teach me what you know about sorcery and this school. To prevent circumvention of these terms, I submit that when I ask you a question I should receive an immediate, honest response so long as one is possible." as they speak, Tatsuya examines the battlefield. James would have several advantages, including that they knew what they were doing with that blade now on the floor. Presumably it was a method of trap or distraction, and so Tatsuya noted not to let it out of their sight.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Getting Ready


James nodded.


"I will agree to those terms so long as you understand and accept that there are some things about this school that I am simply not allowed to tell you. You see..."


James pulled off his shirt and dropped it on the ground. His physique... wasn't impressive. However, there was one odd thing. On his chest was a dark brand in the shape of a seven pointed star burned into his flesh.


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"I have made certain... agreements, with authority figures in this school. In exchange for this, I have been given certain extra classes. I've got a few more tricks up my sleeve than most students at this school."


James gave Tatsuya an oddly cheerful smile.


"So, let's both give this our all, okay? Oh, and if by some chance we tie, how about we both get what we asked for. Now, c'mon. I'll let you have the first move."


James stood with his arms crossed in the center of the ring, not bothering to put his shirt back on. As he waited for Tatsuya's attack, the air around him began to warp, bend, and ripple, as he prepared to use his Will.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Arena


Doing: Battle


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Ready


This arrangement had suddenly become less beneficial, but Tatsuya was certain that with the correct application of guile and cunning they could extract any necessary information regardless of how tightly her opponent believed his mouth to be sealed. And with James now looking a bit more confident, Tatsuya didn't feel that this fight would be a waste of their time either way.


Given the first move, their previous assumption of James using a trap became even more evident. Tatsuya observed the ripples and changes in the air before accepting the final arrangements, as if getting their bearings in this place, "I formally accept the terms laid out for our challenge."


So it came to combat, finesse, and wit. Tatsuya reached behind themselves and drew a curved pillar of bones that had been hidden among and beneath the other bones, one with a string that was clearly meant to be a bow. Yet it appeared to be constructed from the spinal column of a beast. Reaching to one side, Tatsuya drew an arrow slowly into the open, letting James see the action that was being taken. Nocking the arrow and taking steady aim. Careful, precise, but leaving what would appear to be an opening in their stance as they must remain so still to make use of their weapon effectively.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: A magic trick


James grinned when he saw Tatsuya pull out her bow. This would be a lot easier than fighting Acantha. Although, to be fair, Acantha was a teacher, it shouldn't have been a surprise that he lost.


"I bet you're really good with that bow. How about I give you something to shoot at?"


With that, James seemed to explode into a tangle of failing bodies as about two dozen copies of him went walking, running, and jumping in all directions. Soon the copies surrounded her. Some were standing in the arena, some in the bleachers. But they all stood there staring at Tatsuya, with an almost mocking smile.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Arena


Doing: Battle


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Willing


Several possible scenarios emerged in Tatsuya's mind all at once. Clones, illusions, hallucinations... it all lead to the same answer. A distraction. These copies of James were attempting to surround, confuse, open up vulnerabilities. It was a fair tactic. And one that Tatsuya wouldn't let them get away with if it could be helped.


More than ten, likely approaching twenty or more. From one central point, branching outwards... the real James, if any, would most likely be trying to approach from behind, but if Tatsuya turned their back, then the sword would be more of a danger. The best plan of action, Tatsuya decided, was to guard their back while beginning to methodically tear down each potential James in the group. For the moment.


The bone 'armor' that gripped Tatsuya's body began to move, with swiftness, to form a sort of wall behind Tatsuya while exposing their front. Now that they expanded in this way, no longer curled around Tatsuya's body, it became apparent that they were not unlike hands. Excluding the thicker bones, and the way each tip is clawed where human fingers would be bare, they could be mistaken for just that. Right down to opposable thumbs. With Tatsuya's back covered by the four large hands, Tatsuya loosed a single arrow in the direction that all the clones had left, a normal arrow with no significant power beyond the considerable draw of the bow. Assuming her arrow didn't stick into anything at that presumably now vacant location, Tatsuya would be able to rule out hallucination as one of the variables and draw another arrow to ready for the nearest James to their front.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Changing tactics


James watched the hands on Tatsuya's armor move to protect her back as her arrow sailed through the open air without hitting anything. James, and all his copies, raised their eyebrows in surprise. James used a small spell he'd learned that would mask the direction of his voice.


"Well, I'll give you credit for that. The hands were unexpected. That trick with the arrow was pretty clever too. However, I assure you that not all my tactics are distractions."


In the air above the swarm of copies, a black rune flared to life. It was difficult to tell where it came from, as it didn't seem to be closer to or further from any specific copy. From the rune shot a small beam of black energy. If the beam hit, Tatsuya would feel the strength leaving her limbs making it nearly impossible to even lift the bow, much less pull the string.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Arena


Doing: Battle


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Able


A symbol, magic... not something so easily guarded against with physical manifestations. Tatsuya had to act quickly, or risk losing the fight before it had even begun. But without knowing what the magic might do, there was even less that Tatsuya could do about it. First the hands that protected Tatsuya's back would swivel from that point to their front, between them and the rune, and then Tatsuya themselves would begin the second part of their plan to determine the location of their prey. Leaping up into the air without waiting to see the beam of darkness lash out, or the possibility of it piercing the bone barrier or tracking Tatsuya's movements, all risky maneuvers in themselves, Tatsuya imbues their body with the potent Youki of their ancestral line, and if allowed to come back down to the ground would cause a tremor in the room. In essence this maneuver would make it as though Tatsuya was striking the ground with far greater force than a normal drop would cause, and if successful Tatsuya hoped that one of the 'copies' would react differently to this sudden change than the others.


If it did, that would rule out clones, if it didn't then Tatsuya would have a lot of work ahead of them. And this is assuming of course that the beam isn't simply more powerful than Tatsuya had anticipated.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Locations: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Trying something else


The second the beam hit the hands, they dropped to the ground in a useless pile, all the strength gone from them, at least for the duration of the fight. However, James had nothing to defend him from Tatsuya's Youki. As the room shook, James stumbled and fell to the ground, all his copies vanishing into puffs of smoke.


"Alright... that was unexpected."


James quickly scrambled to his feet, pointing at Tatsuya with his right hand to fire a bolt of acid that would hiss, smoke, and eat through whatever it touched. With his left, his quickly raised a magical shield around himself that would block the arrow that would likely be arcing towards him.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Arena


Doing: Battle


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Confident


It's not an arrow that's coming for James this time. Tatsuya takes note of the vanishing clones, and now confident in their understanding of how this has played out so far, begins to dash forward towards James. There's only the slightest hesitation at the fact that the hands aren't responding to Tatsuya's commands, but it was likely the effects of the beam itself which, Tatsuya was very happy not to have taken to the face, and thus not something they could currently change. James' hand was a dead give away of what would be coming next, something flung in Tatsuya's direction such as lightning or another black beam, so Tatsuya is quick to dodge to one side of that palm while circling around to close the gap. If allowed to get within striking distance, with bow still in one hand, Tatsuya would bring the other that still held an arrow up and around to plunge it into James' flesh. Of course it wasn't simply attacking with an arrow that Tatsuya had in mind. The arrow itself was now also coated in that Youki, meaning that even a glancing blow would feel like a heavy hammer swing, and a direct hit would probably cause considerable damage.


Always one to keep a backup plan, though, Tatsuya's bow wielding hand is already swinging forward to take aim should James dodge away, so that the energy of the arrow swing wouldn't be wasted, and instead allow her to nock the next arrow more quickly in pursuit of a fleeing target.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Blocking


James flinched as Tatsuya's attack slammed into his shield, which formed a bubble around him, the power of the blow forcing him to his knees. There was no way she should've been able to hit that hard. Clearly, she had a few tricks up her sleeve as well. James grinned at her, not noticing that lines of blood that ran from between his teeth and down his chin.


"That's a neat trick, whatever it is. I've got a couple myself."


Through his shield, James stared at Tatsuya, looking her straight in the eye. The focus of his gaze was almost unnerving.


"You know, I bet you have a beautiful laugh. Let's hear it."


The words James spoke rang in Tatsuya's mind. Unlike his earlier charm spell, this wasn't a subtle suggestion. This was a command. In the back of her throat, Tatsuya would already feel the laughter rising up on a wave in magical euphoria. How badly the spell affected her would depend on her resistance to both magic, and mental control. It could do anything from making her collapse in a laughing fit, to laughing so hard she vomited. If she was especially vulnerable, it was even possible she'd laugh so hard she blacked out from lack of oxygen.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: Arena


Doing: Battle


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Mood: Desperate


Dragons, from where Tatsuya came from, were known to be rather resilient to many forms of magic. One of many things that made them revered and feared. However, Tatsuya's youth and lack of formal training against such quickly proved to be an issue in this fight. Hearing those words, seeing those eyes... Tatsuya meant to land a finishing blow on their opponent to end the fight quickly, but something is welling up in their throat before they can manage to bring a fist down.


Hoping to get the blow in before the spell takes full effect, Tatsuya rears a fist back again, the other hand moving to clench their neck and hold in that infuriating sensation spreading through their body. One good blow, Tatsuya's mind echoes. One solid punch. Draw the Youki to a point... bring a meteor down on the opponent. Tatsuya takes a step forward, edges of their vision getting blurry as activity causes their body to demand more oxygen than their clenched airway is willing to provide. With a focus of will so intent that the aura radiating off of Tatsuya's balled fist is visible as a dusty layer that reflects and refracts light like crystal, Tatsuya goes for the swing...


Before it can connect a snort escapes Tatsuya's nose. Mid-swing the sound of a rattling chain explodes through the room immediately following that. The punch is held a short distance from the barrier, from James, and from victory. Still shimmering with energy, it's evident that every ounce of strength Tatsuya could muster at that moment must be held within that punch, but it's not enough. Because behind Tatsuya a similar energy shines in the air, bound at Tatsuya's wrist and attached to the limp and lifeless bones that lie now behind Tatsuya a fair distance. The look on Tatsuya's face shifts several times, first to shock, then to anger, then to frustration, and finally into a bout of shrill laughter that might have been screaming otherwise. Tatsuya struggles against the chain, but the bones don't budge, and the chain does not give. The hand that had failed to hold in the laughter falls limp and Tatsuya drops down to one knee, sweating from the exertion.


Tatsuya's laughter continues for some time as their mind struggles to get a grasp on the situation, and their face is contorted into attempted concentration, trying to clear whatever mystical force has gripped their mind before all is lost.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Vi's Dorm


Who I'm with: Violet (@StartingOver), Iris (@KalenNighteyes), and Why'nn (@folclor


What I'm doing: Being with Violet


Grim smiled and nuzzled her head as she rested it on his chest, gently petting her as she snuggled into him. Listening to the conversation he chuckled and nodded agreeing with Violets statement of herself. He watched as the girls got ready, leaving him alone in the need with Iris, who he got the impression would not stick around for more cuddles. "Vi, mind if I hang wit ye?" Smirking and looking between her and Why'nn. "Or do ye want some time wit yer friend?" The otter stayed lounged on the bed, leaning his head on his paw, smiling at her with his tail swishing lazily.

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : Food Prepatory


Companions : Manara (@KalenNighteyes) , Seighart (@TommyGun15) , ..Somebody who must know me somehow (@folclor)


Engaging In : ..How does she know me , exactly?/Power Tripping


HK-50-01 didn't particularly enjoy strangers - unless he was sent to kill them , in which case he didn't entirely enjoy killing either. So it was when ..Whoever this is.. squealed at him and spilled intoxicants all over him while embracing him , his eyes turned a light shade of yellow - skittish apprehension in his lexicon of eye colors. How.. How does she know me exactly? What , am I spoken of in contexts of heroes and Jedi? My my.. I am Lord HK-50 indeed. His eyes turned a prideful Royal Blue as the Ego-Stroking continued. As she told him it was only natural he had an apprentice , due to his nature as the only Technological - he assumed she meant Technological , anyway - being there. How is she related to Manara? Never mind. LORD HK-50 the CONQUERER! KILLER OF WORLDS! I've gotta ask Reagan to expand my title..


HK-50-01 didn't entirely pay attention to what Manara said , lost in a power trip not unlike his original Sith Masters. He did wonder if the girl's sister would react similarly , however. Before the girl could go and kill herself on intoxicants , Seighart took the glass and container from her hands. YES! I shall make the best mentor outside of the Sith of Malak's Time themselves , the Rakatan Lords of Old! I AM LORD HK-50 , FEARED BY JEDI!


Finally , he decided to speak. "Query/Prideful Statement : First - Who are you and how do you know me , because I can't recall your face directly. Secondly - DOES THAT MEAN I AM FEARED THROUGHOUT THE GALAXY? As the Sith Lords or the Infinite Empire of Old? YES YES! I am LORD HK-50! I shall teach everything I know to my apprentice and she shall become only a shadow of my own power and greatness! You know Manara , as a being that now can be condsidered on the level of a Sith Lord -or even a Predor of the Infinite Empire - I'll tell you I do indeed enjoy your company and just happen to be restrained by 'what's proper' , stubbornness.. The sort of limits a being of my caliber shouldn't have. After all , I am LORD OF ALL DROIDS HK-50 , FEARED BY THE GALAXY ITSELF!"