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Fantasy Lost World RP

Leo sighed "Hey bow girl do you want an sword or an gun" Ge said while looking at her pulling out his gun and held it on the other hand making her choose one or the other
 
At being called 'bow girl' again, Mithiel turned, replacing her hand at her neck to cover her wound. 'I... I would appreciate if you could refrain from calling me such a name as that. It's... Rather irksome.' At the mention of a gun, her face quite confused. She had never encountered such a contraption before, nor had she any idea of what it would do from its appearance. Though she had no idea what the pistol was, she had not the skill nor practice to wield a blade effectively at all, and shook her head at the offer.
 
Mary sighs





"Okay, I understand why you might want to kill her but please, she is powerful and could be a useful asset like Stratos over here. She means no harm to you...you can live I'm sure, now if you want your bow Mithiel, She finds herself in the air but like two feet apart form her bow swear you won't kill her."


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Stratos just laughed simply "are you calling me useful, strong, or not harmful?" He said while laughing knowing he could do deadly damage to everyone there if he so wanted to but since he was in a good mood he was just going to watch "anyway what is the problem here?"
 
"There is no problem...though the only problem is the way you think after reading some things in your mind..."


She smiles though,...odd





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As soon as Mithiel felt herself rising off the ground, another spell of dizziness and ill-feeling came about her, far worse than the last. So much so that she had need to shut her eyes until the world ceased to spiral about her quite so fast. The bruises from battle were aching, and her blood was beginning to seep into her white-blonde hair. Though she mentally protested, wondering if she was swearing alliegence to some darker leader perhaps even of the orcish brigade that had taken up battle before she found herself suddenly here, she nodded frantically. She was not totally aware that she no longer remained in the same world as she had lived before, not noticing the crimson moon and unwavering twilight through the thick trees.
 
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"Say something before I tear your pretty blond hair from your little head elf!"


Mary would think this elf was almost as useful as a stick and she said it sternly.


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Mithiel didn't dare open her mouth for fear of vomiting, the dizziness had made her feel as sick as if she had been thrown about in circles. She nodded again, hopefully more visibly while struggling to keep from throwing herself into another bout of discomfort-- already a few dark marks began creeping into her vision.
 
"Sacre bleu...It would be a shame if this bow somehow got bent into two sticks and a string would it?"


Mary was trying to get her to say something


(On a unrelated note, I love your profile picture...its soo cuteeeee)



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(Fanky!)


Mithiel final reacted with more action at the threat of snapping her bow-- quite the witch! She gave a yelp and reached helplessly for her bow. However, at turning in the air, she coughed up a bit of bloody vomit onto the ground, then muttered, almost indiscernably, 'Fine..' If only this damned girl would let her back to the ground..!
 
Still floating quite helplessly in the air, Mithiel moaned. Ordinarily, she was quite a fan of heights, but when she was dizzy, it was not a preference of hers to lack solid something beneath her feet. Oh, how pathetic she must seem by now... She certainly hoped that nobody else here would be intrigued on how easily she died, as that would be... A subject she would rather avoid.
 
"Ugh, fine" She lets go of the elf and lays her on the ground while Mary made herself go up and grab the bow, still floating in the air. She was admiring the bow or was she?





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Finally on something solid and a little less nauseated, Mithiel looked around herself for her bow until she realized it was still floating above her, now in Mary's hands. She turned to Mary and stood, 'May I have my bow back? It is my pereferencd that I have some form of defense, if you do not mind so much...'
 
Intending to hop forward to catch her bow before it hit the ground, Mithiel lost her balance and preformed more of a dive instead, ending with her bow clutched in her outstretched hands while she lay on the ground.
 
Stratos just looked at the girl unamused and simply looked at her with a confused stare "what is all your names?" He said simply with the same emotionless face, he wasn't really planning on jumping in if they went into a fight unless he was hit, if not he would just watch or make the battle more difficult.
 
Inwardly scowling at Mary's comment, Mithiel stood, and allowed her vision to nearly blot out completely. She fell back to her knees, her hand reaching back up to her neck. By now, her shirt was becoming wet with blood and her collar was smeared with crimson.
 
Evelyns eyes suddenly open from her nap, "There are creatures closing in on this position... there ghouls..." She stands up and opens her wings with her six fangs out and her red eye glowing with hints of gold sparkle "We have to move.... Now!" She walks over to the elf and forces her wrist against her mouth and makes sure some blood is swallowed at least a couple drops, within mere seconds the blood wound on her neck is gone and the blood on her shirt in climbing back into the nearly closed holes on her neck "We have to hurry... There getting closer.."


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(对不起!>.< I was sleeping. Just woke up. I'll be rather busy today regrettably.)


After having the vampire's blood forced down her throat, Mithiel gave a little cough, not expecting the bitter aftertaste. She had only heard some of what the girl had said about ghouls, but all the same quickly drew her bow. And arrow held against the string, though not pulled back, and faced toward the ground.
'Ghouls? What kind of wraith should be after such a peculiar band in such a peculiar place..?'
 
"Ghouls? What makes you say that?"


Mary hadn't bother to do a scan to see if there were any foreign organisms coming.
 
"She stares at the elf for a second seeing the blood from her gown creepily climb up her skin into the six holes in her neck, "The ones that got you people here. Me, i came here to rest, the beach you woke up one was the center of the island when i was awake," Her wings flash red and in a second a sword that glows from the moon with a creepy crimson color surrounding it, her six fangs are out and her eyes are a deep crimson red that has specks of gold in it "Mary, sniff the air, you should be able to smell rotting corpses"


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(Also @Spazzycat101 what do you mean by "Rather busy" and may i ask how long till you go?
 
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Stratos just shrugged carelessly "ghouls are kinda like the undead so I'm good." He said since he was in full control of the dead but he chose to help them anyway so he stood up with his hand to the sky as a big beam of destruction energy shot down to his hand. He held his hand up waiting for the ghouls with the same emotionless face focusing at the beam and a smirk formed on his lips. He put his other hand towards the ground as divine energy started shooting into his left hand (which is the one faced to the ground) leaving a hole in the ground and cracks formed around the group he was currently with, skeleton warriors, and demons started shooting out the crack like a portal opened "aetheral army fend off the ghouls" Stratos said to the army as they all nodded at him. He continued to charge both of his attacks calmly "can you all defend me while i charge this attack so it's strong enough."
 

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