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    You Wish, Jellyfish

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    Ashtver

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    You Wish, Jellyfish

    Post by Ashtver on 20th March 2018, 8:24 pm

    What was he thinking?!

     This was a C-rank job, he knew VERY little about his magic and how to use it, and here he was, prepared to be the meatshield between a newlywed wife and her angry ex. Ash carefully slapped a palm against his forehead and slid it down his face with a drawn out sigh. Well, he was here now and he'd obliged to help out, so he guessed there was no turning back. He at least hoped there WAS a C-rank mage here already... however much he doubted it.

     Ash tugged at the collar of his suit jacket nervously. After he stupidly accepted the job, he'd gotten an official invitation barely a few days later with the time, date and dress code printed on it. And while the tuxedo getup was quite concealing like his typical attire, it just wasn't his style. He didn't feel comfortable in fancy dress, as if he'd opened someone up and slid into their skin. It couldn't be helped though, such was the traditional code for weddings.

     His thoughts drifting to the task at hand, he decided having a plan for how in hell he would fight would be a swell idea. Of course, his kicks were strong and he could more than hold his own in a hand-to-hand fight, but legs didn't stand up to raging fireballs and winds that cut like knives. There was a tall candelabra shaped almost like a trident by the table at his right, and a knife on the corner down at the other end. Once the attack started, he had two options that should at least be somewhat helpful against another wizard.

     He groaned in self-loathing and folded his arms. No way was he going to be able to fight wizards with a damn kitchen knife or an iron pole for holding candles...

    Candles.

     Ash remembered the Phoenix dream he'd had all that time ago, the one that had ignited the fuel for the journey to find a guild. It still took him by surprise every time he remembered that he had some kind of Phoenix lineage. And if he did, then maybe fire would be a part of it? There was only one way to find out.

    "Come on Phoenix powers, do your magic..." he muttered under his breath and wandered over to the candles, leaning against the table carefully and extending his hand out towards the pole. Exhaling sharply, he focused on pushing his magic power to his fingertips, and extending it out to the flames flickering atop the candles. With a quick flex of his fingers, he pulled on the strings of magic he'd let trail out, like tugging on a dog's leash.

    Staring up at the candles, he watched as the flames bent down almost vertical along the wax and attempted to reach Ash's hand. Before he could draw too much attention, he released the flames from his grasp and turned to look around at the rest of the wedding decorations. There were three more unlit candles on the table, and another unlit candelabra laying down under the table. If he could use the flames from the first one, he could easily light the rest of the candles...
    the candelabra laying on the ground would be the only issue. They wouldn't mind if he helped with some decorating, right?

    He briskly swept around behind the table and scooped up the iron pole, lifting it up and standing it over the other side, opposite the first candelabra and beside the knife. Now he should have enough firepower if he could swing the flames from the first candles to the rest. He breathed a sigh of relief as he now had a contingency plan for when the attackers arrived.

    @Atlas

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    Re: You Wish, Jellyfish

    Post by Evan on 21st March 2018, 4:15 pm


    Most of the time, weddings were nice quaint situations to celebrate an eternal bond of love and commitment to one another. Well, at least, the physical commitment at the very least. The human race wasn't quite at soul binding commitments meaning that those who are married physically that they might not be with the correct person who they connected with long ago spiritually. However, most of time, people don't realize this and end up carrying on, living with the incorrect person that they chose long ago. Most magics nowadays were getting closer to being able to imprint on a soul but for now, people seemed content in living with the wrong person. It made humanity incredibly fun to interact with though and fun was all that ran through the demigod's mind. His human aspect was still within him as the god soul wasn't a compete influence against his body. He still had his needs and wants, but that was more for playthings. He didn't really want anything serious but he still wanted to influence humanity in whatever way that he was able to. It was interesting to see what they were capable of on their own. They didn't really need any help as they could get by on their own but the god of the stars found it very amusing to talk to and see what they were doing for a long time. Chuckling as he walked into the cathedral, Atlas would shake his head. What were most people doing with their limited time here. A lot of the time it seemed like they just did things for the thrill of it, but the young god worked the same. The main difference between him and other humans is that he wasn't one. He was able to do whatever he wanted and there was no other real influences in his decision making process.

    Popping open a flask, Atlas would take a sip and relish in the flavour of the liquor. He had chosen a fancy brand to match the theme of today, being a formal wedding. However, he wasn't in attendance as a guest. He was here to defend the bride and groom to be from the woman's crazy ex. Now, there was an age old saying involving crazies, but that only applied if the crazy one was a female. Atlas scratched his head as he reached into a hidden pocket in his suit to grab his flask again as he stepped out of the main hall as he saw some blue haired boy playing with a candelabra as it looked to any viewer. Chuckling as he watched him move the flames with a small magic emitted off of him. It seemed that this could be a mage that might have also been called to aid this job. Walking over as he took another drink from his flask, Atlas would tuck it in suit pocket as he waved over to the boy, a little bit of stardust in his palm as he spoke, "Hey there. I'm guessing with how much you are enjoying that candle flame, you might be a mage? Or you are good at putting on spectacles?" Studying the blue haired male's face, he wasn't sure how he'd react to teasing, so he'll wait to see what he could potentially use to make his day miserable. "I heard there was supposed to be a mage from a guild today. What guild you from, kid? Oh, and what's your name? I need something to remember you by tonight." Winking at the boy, Atlas would chuckle to himself as he emptily flirted towards the boy. I mean, flirting was fine as long as he didn't mean what he said. It's not like people would remember who he was anyways so might as well have fun with that fact as long as he can. Wiping his mouth, he'd look at the male in the face, still shockingly sober despite how high the alcohol content in his liquor was.

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    Re: You Wish, Jellyfish

    Post by Ashtver on 23rd March 2018, 9:36 am

    Ash took his attention away from the newly set up candelabra and blinked at the young man who'd approached him blankly. "Huh?" He was stunned by the sudden approach as he was in the middle of preparing the area, and he shook his head to clear the confusion from his head. "O-oh, yeah, I'm a mage. Not a very good one, but a mage nonetheless," he replied to the man and grinned, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "And... I guess I'd be alright at putting on a show? I don't know much magic yet, still working on it," he added and chuckled quietly.

     "Oh, I'm from Crystal Swan," Ash responded kindly and turned so the back of his left shoulder faced the man, and he sent a pulse of magic through the mark, causing it to flash through the fabric of the suit and display the multicoloured swan printed against his skin. "How about yourself? I don't believe I've seen you around Swan, so what guild are you in?" Ash questioned and tilted his head, pressing an inquisitive finger against his chin. "Oh, name's Ashtver by the way, but please just call me Ash," he introduced himself and nodded deeply in respect for the man.

     Ash watched the door to the cathedral carefully as the rest of the guests filed into the building, taking their seats at the pews, and the groom stepped out from a little alcove to the side, taking a spot in front of the table. Ash pulled the other man just off to the side so as not to get all up in the groom's business, and to allow them to continue to converse without disturbing the man of the hour. "Keep your eyes peeled, it's not just the ex that's comin'... the job said that he apparently had a whole crew, and that they could possibly be hiding among the crowd," Ash whispered, not wanting to alarm the groom more than he probably already was.

     The crowd began to fall silent as orchestral music began to ring across the hall, and all looked behind them towards the door through which swarmed bright light. Ash had to cover his eyes slightly to see the bride coming in through the door, flanked by who he assumed was her father, both walking in time with the music that echoed off of the walls. She looked absolutely gorgeous; the man she was marrying was incredibly lucky indeed. He couldn't stop the smile that crept across his features, and he gently tapped his foot to the music, watching as the woman waltzed up to the altar of a table, the brightest smile Ash had ever seen plastered to her features.

     And thus, with the uniting of the two to be wed, the ceremony began.

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    Re: You Wish, Jellyfish

    Post by Evan on 24th March 2018, 9:03 pm


    Atlas' green eyes seemingly dulled as the man in front of him reacted kindly. Rolling his eyes, this one was just like all of the rest apparently. Acting kind on the surface and only really reaching for one goal in the end. Other than the non typical element of fire manipulation, he was remarkably similar to the rest of the humans that decorated Earthland. While they all certainly were unique in their own rights, a lot of them had one track minds and only focused on one thing for their entire lives. They didn't really use what they had been given to live their lives to the fullest potential that they could. Atlas' eyes dimmed as he blankly responded, all expression in his voice somewhat void now. "My name is Astraios. The alliance I belong to isn't important, trust me." Yawning as he turned away from the blue haired male, Atlas would drink his liquor as he sighed. This job was going to be more work than fun to be honest. He felt this now, sighing, Atlas would sit down on a nearby chair. Waving his finger which would have a trail of stardust as he spoke rather calmly, "Trust me. This is going to be a lot easier than you think it will be." Unbeknownst to the Crystal Swan member, Atlas would have moved a lot of the ex's henchmen and allies to a different dimension that he created. They'd be moved back to Earthland when Atlas had left the area but until then, they wouldn't retain their plans and memories of what is to come. He could have just as easily sent the crazy ex there but he wanted proof that he took down the ex so he could potentially leave as soon as possible.

    Looking at the large double doors of the church as he heard the church bells ring, he wouldn't really pay any heed towards the married pair to be. He had seen thousands of wedding ceremonies in his time so he doesn't really want to see another one at the moment. Especially since the most interesting thing about this wedding was potentially how the ex was willing to fight people to get his girlfriend back. It was kind of sad but it was honestly the most interesting part of this otherwise drab event. Glancing at his flask, he shook it as he added more liquor inside by distorting the elements of air within the flask. Sure, it was dangerous to mess around with what's in the air as he might accidentally change whatever element Ashtver was breathing in but, he didn't really care at the moment. The orchestral music was the same traditional piece that was always played, the one with the bass line only consisting of eight notes. It was things like this that made Atlas feel pity for the bass players as they had to rotate the same eight notes for however many themes this went on for, and based on how fast the bride was walking, it might take a little. Looking at the door, Atlas would count down as he spoke a countdown, "Five, four, three, two... one." Opening the door with his magic, it would reveal the ex, in really unfitting clothes considering the event and he'd look up at down at the ragged man. Nothing in particular really stood out towards Atlas actually. Other than the fact that he almost fell when he opened the door, the man didn't seem that ready to defend his honour. "Listen buddy, if you want to get her back, you are gonna have to try a lot harder about literally everything in order to get her to even consider you." Drinking from his flask again, Atlas would wince as he made this batch a lot stronger than the one previously. It tasted great of course but the sudden change in alcohol level was rather sharp. Looking at the ex, who charged at Atlas, he would teleport behind Ashtver and redirect his attention to the blue haired boy, "Hey! This kid said you aren't worthy of even looking at her!" Pondering for a moment, Atlas would add, "Oh! And he said you look stupid too!" The ex would begin his charge towards the duo as Atlas prepared to linger away, letting the Crystal Swan mage take care of persuading, or beating down, the enraged ex.

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    Re: You Wish, Jellyfish

    Post by Ashtver on 8th April 2018, 1:46 am

    What was with people and suddenly taking on a darker tone around Ash?! This wasn't the first time a new acquaintance had suddenly seemed bothered by his attitude, and descended into a much more morbid persona. But it was whatever, this guy didn't have to like him, he just had to be able to work with him for the duration of their job. But unlike past encounters, something about this man bothered him also. He wasn't just a man, Ash could feel it from the aura that emanated from his body. But whatever he was was of no real concern to Ash, and he turned away to run his eyes across the cathedral. He continued to watch the procession of the wedding events carefully, scanning the field of faces sitting in the pews down the stairs. Nothing seemed suspicious...

    A sharp, bitter scent suddenly entered his nostrils, and he began to cough heavily, his lungs heaving out dry air to expel the scent. It quickly cleared up and Ash peered around to try and discover the source of the smell. Astraios held a flask of what appeared to be alcohol, but he wasn't quite close enough to smell the contents from there. He shrugged and returned his focus to the crowd, hearing his job partner counting down to something as he did. Upon hitting 'one', the doors flew open and revealed a burly man dressed in poor clothing for the event he was intending. A mad expression had morphed his face. It was the ex-boyfriend, and he was pissed.

    Astraios escaped from the situation behind Ash, shouting at the man and using Ash as a scapegoat as he did. "W-wait, hold up!" he shouted as Astraios left Ash to defend himself, and the ex was very quickly stalking up to him. He backed up with an awkward grin across his face, staring tentatively back at the enraged  man. "H-he was lying, I didn't actually say any of that..." he tried to defuse the ex, but he wasn't having any of it. Ash's behind bumped up against the table and it rattled noisily, the hall echoing since the screaming audience had already fled or hid. The soft orange light of the candles glowed over his left shoulder, and the ex held his hand out threateningly.

    Spinning around to his left, Ash reached his magic out to the flames atop the candles and swung them around, across the candles left along the table and the candelabra on the opposite side, grabbing as much flame as he could in one sweep before slamming it into the shoulder of the wedding crasher. "Got 'im!" Ash cried out and grinned, waiting for the smoke to clear and his target to be... standing upright looking even more angry?

    "That tickled," the furious man grumbled, and before Ash could even begin to speak, a wave of magical energy blasted him in the chest, sending him flying across the room, ending with his back slamming against the stone wall of the cathedral. Hitting the floor, he curled up as he attempted to peel himself from the ground, hacking and groaning as he struggled. Who was this beast of a man?

    "God damnit..." Ash coughed and peered up at the burly mage, who continued to approach him, bloodlust in his eyes. Holding his hand out feebly, Ash drew the flames back to him from across the room, allowing them to encircle his body like a large halo, ready to launch at his opponent if needed. He winced and clutched his chest as he managed to finally stand up, his back to the wall. Panting, his eyes wandered along the confines of the building, searching for his partner who was supposed to be taking this job with him.

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