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    Festival of Embers

    Johann
    Johann

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    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : God of Justice
    Posts : 9175
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
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    Age : 29
    Experience : 2,670,095
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    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 20th June 2019, 3:04 am


    The burning summer sun had long since passed its zenith, slowly cresting down towards the surface of the ocean that surrounded the island on all sides, almost touching the endless waves, illuminating the horizon with bright orange and red hues that were reflected off the mirror-like surface of the sea. Today, all of Earthland would celebrate an event that occurred only once per year, the annual Summer Solstice, the inhabitants of Amber Island, while still not even close to being as plentiful as those of the metropolises on the mainland, being no exception to this. It was a special occasion, truly, one the Ambassador of Dies Irae hoped to seize for himself. He had something in mind, a certain woman occupying his thoughts in a nigh constant as of late, and so had found his way to a familiar door.

    The man had discarded the normally so recognizable uniform of an Ambassador, now wearing a simple, yet elegant black suit in its place, and while he looked the part, he was nervous. This was the first time in his life he would do something like this, and was almost completely unfamiliar with the rules and conditions that were attached to what he presumed was now a relationship between himself and Amalie. Quite unsure how to act, though determined in the fact that this was an excellent opportunity, the man took a deep breath, raising a hand before knocking against the material of the door three times in quick succession.

    He would wait for a few moments until, he would assume, the door would open, smiling sheepishly at the sight of the Articulation Mage. "Good Evening, Amalie", the man's tone was official, as it tended to be, though also nervous, holding a certain level of shy familiarity as he spoke. "I'm sure you've heard of the Midsummer Festival happening in town?", Johann asked quickly, though barely gave the woman time to respond, following up this question with another one, "So, uh, I was wondering ... if you'd ... like to, you know, uh, go there with me?"



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    Festival of Embers Johannsiggies
    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Lineage : God's Beloved Daughter
    Position : None
    Posts : 439
    Guild : Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Johann Von Daddy
    Experience : 524

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    Post by Amalie on 20th June 2019, 2:06 pm


    It was the first time, in a long time, that Amalie felt content with her current situation. It wasn't perfect, of course, she still had the threat of Charles looming over her head, and she was still somewhat coming to terms with the fact that she would have to spend the rest of her life being the vessel to this holy being that had for some reason chosen to exist inside of her. But other than that, things were good, really good.

    The blue-haired woman was currently getting ready to go out, she had just wanted to get a few bits for the apartment; groceries, utilities and the like. She wasn't especially dressed up, but at the very least she was presentable, the casual appearance put together with jeans and a blouse. She had just been about to pull on her boots when she heard the soft knocks against her apartment door. She glanced over with a slight frown, wondering who it was that had come by to visit without prior arrangement. She knew who she hoped it would be at least. A certain silver-haired male with whom her relationship had recently progressed to yet another level. She made her way to the door, opening it, her eyes falling on Johann with mild surprise. Her eyes fell immediately on the suit, it wasn't quite like his uniform, a little more sophisticated in nature. Her brow would arch, and her face split into a playful smile at the sight of him. "Evening, handsome." She replied, leaning against the beam of her doorway, crossing her arms across her chest. She would listen to his invitation, feeling a sense of excitement grow as he spoke. He seemed to be inviting her out to the festival on what she could only assume was a date. She eyed him thoughtfully for a moment, before stepping towards him. She leaned forward, reaching around to peck him softly on the cheek. "Give me five minutes."

    She turned on her heel and strode back into her apartment, leaving the door open so he could enter if he so wished. She swept into her room, rummaging through her wardrobe. Fortunately, Amalie knew exactly what she wanted to wear, saving her the need to peruse her wardrobe excessively. When she emerged from her room, she would now be sporting a burgundy red maxi dress, running all the way down to her ankles with a noticeable split in the fabric that ran up the leg to her mid-thigh. She had a black shawl that she hung loosely over her shoulder, and some black strappy wedges to top it off. Truthfully, she'd bought this outfit a while ago, and been looking forward to an occasion where she'd get to wear it. Plus with him looking the way he did right now, she felt it on the right that she match him somehow. She approached Johann once more, linking her arm with his to show she was ready, "Shall we go?"



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    Johann
    Johann

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    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : God of Justice
    Posts : 9175
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 29
    Experience : 2,670,095
    Brownie Points : ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 22nd June 2019, 3:28 am


    The man's expression changing to a sheepish smile when she opened the door, grinning even more when she seemingly accepted the request to go to the Festival together with a simple, yet efficient response, the soft peck on his cheek causing a somewhat atypical reaction from the Ambassador, the man blushing only slightly. "Of course", the man smiled back, his heart, or in this case, the lacrima in his chest, pumping a little faster with excitement and a small rush of adrenaline that manifested as a tingly sensation in his stomach, though began to subside as quickly as it had appeared. The man took a few steps forward and into her living space, now that he was thinking about it, seeing the same for the first time since she had moved into the West Wing of Dies Irae's guild hall. He took a few glances around as Amalie disappeared to, he assumed, prepare herself to go out. Her place was tidy, certainly more organized than his own accommodations, a fact that lingered in the man's mind for a little bit, he didn't have the time as of recently to take care of everything on his own, but in stylistic choices resembling the apartment he had seen on Tolgalen. Quite comfortable, or at least, that was what it looked like. It was fitting, really.

    So, he would stand there for just a few minutes, waiting for Amalie to return, turning towards her when she did, his eyes widening at once. The outfit was really quite stunning, to say the least, a smile spreading across his face once more. "You look beautiful", a rather simplistic compliment, frankly, though honest truth, the slight blush again finding his way back to the man's face. This really only served to intensify the sense of excitement, and really, who wouldn't be excited to spend an evening with a date like her. The man was quite looking forward to it. With the Articulation Mage taking his arm, he turned for the exit to her apartment, responding simply with "Yeah, let's".

    On the way down to the port town, where most of the festivities were already in full swing, he would try to catch up with her, the usual Smalltalk, of course, "How have you been?", and the like, but it was something that interested the man nonetheless. It hadn't been too long since the two had last seen each other, though that also meant that the incident with Anima hadn't been too far back, and the man was slightly worried about these circumstances still. In any case, after walking down the paved stone path to the town, the first clusters of houses and roads of the ever-expanding settlement would soon appear before finally, they found their way into the town proper. The houses to both sides of the road had been decorated with banners and garlands of bright yellow, orange and red hues that gave everything a festive look. All around them lanterns were being lit, warm orange lights flooding the streets around them in their glows. It was quite a beautiful sight, that much was sure.

    A short walk later, the two would themselves at the town square, the normally already bustling hub of trade and social exchange now even more lively. Stands had been set up everywhere, festivalgoers eagerly shopping for food and snacks, products from the latest harvest, and participating in a plethora of festival games that were advertised by loud and similarly energetic men and women at every corner. The Ambassador, amongst the crowd, even recognized the odd face from the guild, it only now occurring to the man that, with Amalie at his side, this would almost certainly make their status public. The Ambassador taking one of the guild members on a date seemed like an excellent topic to inspire the minds of the more ... creative members of the guild, his mind going back to the redhead that had scattered her ... interesting writing across the guild hall a while ago. Then again, it didn't really matter, did it? To Johann, it certainly wouldn't. "Well, this is quite the sight for our remote little island, isn't it?", he commented casually, taking a look around with a pleased grin on his face. "Wanna try some of those games?".



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    Festival of Embers Johannsiggies
    Amalie
    Amalie

    Alt Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Legal Guild Ace- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Working Together- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Legal Eagle- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Halloween Social - Halloween job event participant - Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : God's Beloved Daughter
    Position : None
    Posts : 439
    Guild : Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Johann Von Daddy
    Experience : 524

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    Post by Amalie on 23rd June 2019, 4:11 pm


    Amalie couldn't help but enjoy his reaction to her, the slight blushes seemed to only make him more appealing. The idea that Johann, someone so prestigious and powerful, could turn ever so slightly pink just from a kiss on the cheek. It was a quality Amalie never expected to find appealing in a man, but there was something about making him react that way that made her want to do more. To tease him into giving her even more exciting reactions, and in that suit, it wasn't like the thought didn't cross her mind. But the opportunity of the two of them going on an actual date was too good to pass up.

    As she re-emerged from her room, earning herself a comment from him. She would feel herself get a little flustered by it. She would bite her lip to suppress the smug grin that attempted to stretch across her face. She would raise her eyes to his, "Thank you, I was hoping you would like it." She admitted to the man in a slightly coy tone. Shortly after, they would leave her room, making their way through the guild and out into the open. It was unsurprising that their outing would earn them both a few glances, everyone here knew the Ambassador and she had become somewhat recognisable as a guild member of Dies Irae. She would wonder what kind of effect this would have amongst her peers. It had been one of the reasons she'd been hesitant to confess to him in the first place. Despite everything, it was still Amalie's dream to become a powerful mage of status, however, never had she ever contemplating sleeping her way into success. In fact, she abhorred the idea, waiting to earn the status of her own volition, not through any man. But her attraction to Johann had been too much to resist. She was drawn to him constantly, and she knew it. When he entered a room, her eyes would follow him, and when he wasn't there somehow he always found a way back into her thoughts. She knew she'd been smitten for a while, she just hadn't wanted to admit it to herself. Still, she wasn't about to cancel their date over a few minor concerns, if her guildmates made such assumptions. Then they were wrong, simple as that.

    "I've been well, a lot better than I was. The nausea has stopped, which is a relief, it seems Anima was right. My body was rejecting him because I was rejecting him. We've handled a few missions together lately, and I was pleasantly surprised. Although there was..." As she spoke, she recalled the job in River Village, the handling of the bandit's army. Somehow they managed to overcome the battle, despite the ridiculous imbalance of numbers between them and the enemy. It had been the first time she'd had to kill for her job. Something that, despite Anima's emotional numbing abilities, parts of her was still struggling to come to terms with. She shook her head, this wasn't the time to discuss such things, they were here to have fun, after all, to enjoy each other's company. "Actually, never mind, we can talk about that later."

    She glanced around at the festivities, eying the newly decorated streets that seemed to be set up for the celebration of the summer solstice. It was quite a sight; endless stalls offering games, food and other 'fun' things. The people seemed to bumble about with a jolly air about them, their energy carrying into the atmosphere and creating a sense of jubilation around the island. She turned her gaze to Johann at his comment, nodded in agreement at his suggestion. She wasn't really the type to play games, but she was certainly willing to try. She wasn't the type to go to festivals either, never really having anyone to go with before. She had gone to the Fairy Festival last year, but that had been more out of curiosity, and she didn't really enjoy it very much. Although maybe it would be different this time around, now that she had his company. "What shall we try first?"





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    Johann
    Johann

    Administrator- Moderator- Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Mythical VIP Status- Demon VIP Status- God VIP Status- Dragon VIP Status- Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishval- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Legal Guild Ace- Neutral Guild Ace- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Eevee- EXP Grinder- Jewel Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Idolize- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- The Completionist- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Sticking Around- Loyal to the Bone- Dank Memer- Fan Artist- Taskmaster- Halloween gfx'ers- Halloween Social- Halloween job event participant - Fan Art Contest Participant- Haiku Contest Participant- Lineage Making Contest Participant- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 6- Veteran Level 5- Veteran Level 4- Veteran Level 3- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Supreme Grand Master [5000]- Grand Master [2000]- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 3rd Place Event/Contest Winner- Christmas Event Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Advertisement Achievement Badge- Tournament Participation Badge- Cookie Achievement- Cupcake Achievement- Rainbow Hero- Summer Special Tier 4- Summer Special Tier 3- Summer Special Tier 2- Summer Special Tier 1- Summer Special Donor- Summer Special Participant- 1 Year Anniversary- Player-
    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : God of Justice
    Posts : 9175
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 29
    Experience : 2,670,095
    Brownie Points : ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 27th June 2019, 7:50 am


    When the woman spoke Johann raised an eyebrow, simply listening to her curiously, interested in what she had to say. It seemed that her situation had taken a turn for the better, a much needed relief after the events that had unfolded in the Trial Grounds not too long ago, though it seemed there was something the woman was holding back. It didn't matter too much for the man. "I'm glad to hear you're feeling better", he smiled, deciding it would be best to leave that alone for now, a sentiment Amalie appeared to share.

    Just a few minutes later, when the two had found their way into the bustling crowd and walked through the aisles of shops, carts, and stands that hosted all manners of festival games and known delicacies, Johann, upon hearing her response, began looking around, admittedly somewhat looking forward to perhaps unwinding to some of the games that were offered. It would be a nice change of pace compared to the usual business of a mage of Dies Irae, certainly, and a good opportunity to take their mind off the work they did every day. A break couldn't hurt. A grin spread across the man's face when he spotted something that piqued his interest, the man raising his hand casually as he pointed over. "Well, why don't we try-".

    "Fire!", the scream interrupted him, the Ambassador turning his head, a large part of the crowd around already trying to hurry away from the orange and red glow at the end of the street in a panic, clearing the space around in a matter of moments. One of the various stalls was alight, flames curling up the sides of the structure, growing in intensity by the second.

    Johann reacted instinctively, running forward and extending a hand, the runes on the extremity lighting up in a deep azure, shooting out a stream of water. Within seconds, the flames would be extinguished, the Ambassador of Dies Irae taking a deep breath. Well, that had certainly been a shock, but it appeared that, despite the damaged property, the various onlookers were fine. The God of Ishgar turned to the woman, about to say something, when behind her a massive source of magic seemed to erupt from thin air, a burning swirl of flame forming before, just moments later, dissipating, revealing that it had left behind someone, or rather, something that had definitively not been around before.

    A massive, beast-like creature, horns adorning its head and with club in hand stood there, flanked to each side by glowing humanoid creatures, light emitting from their forms, which were in turn surrounded by a small swarm of fae-like creatures, a trail of embers following them as they flew through the air, unleashing their malicious cackles in unison. Another monster invasion? "Amalie, watch out!", the man called as the smaller spirits started to spread out, shooting forth small flames and cinder around them, fires springing up all around them. Of course, they couldn't have a single day for themselves. The group of civilians, at this display, once again had begun to flee from the scene. At least they made some space. These monsters, judging by their actions, seemed like they held no good intentions, well, it was painfully obvious. What was more important, however, was that they would pay ... pay for interrupting his date!



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    Word Count Total: 1,500 / 1,500
    Additional WC: 124


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    Festival of Embers Johannsiggies
    Amalie
    Amalie

    Alt Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Legal Guild Ace- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Working Together- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Legal Eagle- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Halloween Social - Halloween job event participant - Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : God's Beloved Daughter
    Position : None
    Posts : 439
    Guild : Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Johann Von Daddy
    Experience : 524

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    Post by Amalie on 28th June 2019, 3:54 am


    It was quite a soothing atmosphere at the Midsummer Festival. There was something both comforting and thrilling about being arm in arm with the man she had been growing increasingly enamored by as of late. Like the daydream of an infatuated woman brought to life. It seemed like it couldn't go wrong, that the two of them would finally get to enjoy each others company without any complications. But of course, despite the Articulation Mage's wishes, a little peace just seemed like too much to ask of the universe today as the shrill screams erupted around them and the festival quickly descended into chaos.

    Amalie groaned, rolling her eyes before looking around to see just what it was that was interrupting their first date. It seemed that a fire had broken out in the middle of the festival. Amalie felt Johann moved forward, his arm leaving her, not wasting any time in putting out the fire. Following which Johann would turn to her, appearing as though he was about to say something onto to look behind her. Amalie sighed, somewhat dejected, she didn't even need to turn to know what it was that was likely behind her. She would turn, moving towards a stall, she pulled off her shawl. Laying it delicately on the counter in an almost casual manner, before turning towards the horde of creatures that awaited them. Her expression would harden slightly, her ice-blue eyes burning with cold fury as she gazed upon the monsters. Sprites would fly toward her, sending bursts of flame in her direction, however before they even reached her, the flames would collide with a barrier, unable to touch to the woman. As her magic instinctively protected her from the attack.

    "Shards." On command, shards of glass would materialize around her, buzzing with a familiar sense of anger to their caster. She would flick her wrist and the glass would fly outwards towards the fire sprites. Taking a bunch of them out in a single shot, they would squeak as they were impaled by the jagged edges of the glass before falling to the ground dead. Amalie's eyes fell on the horned creature, "I've got this one." She commented to Johann, wanting to take out her anger on what appeared to be the leader of this little group. She figured Johann would have no issue handling the rest of the creatures. She waved her right arm in a sweeping motion, and her shards would fly towards the beast. They wouldn't have much of an effect, his thick brown fur seemed to be somewhat resistant to them. He would growl ferociously, before charging towards her. "Translocation." At that moment she would vanish, reappearing behind the beast in a flash. "Impalement." The air around her hand would shimmer, forming into a long Amethyst lance. She would grip it firmly, then with all her strength, shove it into the beast, forcing it all the way through his chest.  The beast would struggle for a moment, before becoming still, collapsing to the ground. Amalie let go of the lance as he fell, moving to brush down her dress. As she did so she felt slight moisture under her fingers and glanced down, her ice-blue eyes growing wide as she noticed a small splatter of blood. The dress was red, so it wasn't easy to see, but even so. The dark patches were enough to fuel her with a new sense of irritation.

    She would turn, almost hypnotically, and move towards a stall. No longer paying attention to the remaining monsters, she would search the stall for a flannel. Once she found one, she moved over to a barrel that seemed to be full of apples, wetting the flannel. She would hoist herself onto the counter, crossing one leg over the other as she dabbed away at the potential stain. Admittedly looking a little sulky about the fact her dress was messed up so early into the date. There was only one reason she'd hoped this dress would get ruined tonight, and this was most certainly not it.





    WC: 680 Total:  1500 / 1500 Even WC Reached | Excess WC: 371


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    Johann
    Johann

    Administrator- Moderator- Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Mythical VIP Status- Demon VIP Status- God VIP Status- Dragon VIP Status- Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishval- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Legal Guild Ace- Neutral Guild Ace- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Eevee- EXP Grinder- Jewel Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Idolize- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- The Completionist- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Sticking Around- Loyal to the Bone- Dank Memer- Fan Artist- Taskmaster- Halloween gfx'ers- Halloween Social- Halloween job event participant - Fan Art Contest Participant- Haiku Contest Participant- Lineage Making Contest Participant- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 6- Veteran Level 5- Veteran Level 4- Veteran Level 3- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Supreme Grand Master [5000]- Grand Master [2000]- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 3rd Place Event/Contest Winner- Christmas Event Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Advertisement Achievement Badge- Tournament Participation Badge- Cookie Achievement- Cupcake Achievement- Rainbow Hero- Summer Special Tier 4- Summer Special Tier 3- Summer Special Tier 2- Summer Special Tier 1- Summer Special Donor- Summer Special Participant- 1 Year Anniversary- Player-
    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : God of Justice
    Posts : 9175
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 29
    Experience : 2,670,095
    Brownie Points : ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
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    Post by Johann on 29th June 2019, 9:28 am


    It seemed that the woman reacted instantly and in a practiced manner, the jagged shards of glass from her magic filling the air around her quicker than Johann could intervene in any way. Not that she needed any support. The shards zapped forth through the air that was filled with glowing embers and cinder towards the strange creatures, destroying a bunch of them in a familiar, brutal fashion. As someone who had suffered from the attack before an uneasy feeling ran down the back of his neck when he witnessed the display of power, though he couldn't help smirk. It was really quite impressive how much the woman had grown in this short time, especially considering how conflicted she had been in regards to Anima not that long ago. It truly appeared like Amalie had made peace with the Seal and was now working in tandem with the creature ... and Johann was intent on doing the same.

    "Mars!", the Ambassador called out a command as he assumed a combat stance, his left eye, as usual, undergoing a transformation as the seal made its presence known. "Won't have to tell me, old man". The words in the same distorted voice as always would echo through the man's mind before he vanished, his form blurring in an insane burst of acceleration. While Amalie engaged the big guy, Johann would take out the rest of the small ones, his leg crashing into one of the beings of pure light that seemed perplexed at the sudden disappearance and the fight between their leader and Amalie. The God of Ishgar would make sure they wouldn't get a chance to react, not after they had interrupted the first date between the two. Out of a mid-air spin, his foot would slam into the side of the creature's head, a shockwave bursting from the impact as the spirit was instantly rendered defenseless. Lucky for Joh, the ability to strike spirits with his aura would benefit him, the force of the attack killing the opponent that would burst into a puff of yellow energy just a second later. The Ambassador was not yet done, though. As soon as he recovered his posture when his feet touched the ground, his form would blur again, his fist burrowing into the other elemental less than the blink of an eye later. The creatures form was torn asunder before finally exploding into a similar puff of light and energy.

    Still, he was not done. The smaller, fae-like creatures that saw this squeaked in shock, turning away to flee, though would soon find their own demise. Wordlessly, the festival area would darken for just a moment, a sphere of shadows spreading out around the Ambassador and vanish as quickly as it had come, leaving everything but the sprites untouched. Frozen in place, one by one would slowly crumble, turn into ash before finally scattering in the wind, leaving behind no trace of their existence. Johann took a deep breath, turning his head to Amalie, noticing that she had impaled the huge, beast-like creature with apparent ease, though seemed bothered by this fact, hurrying over to a stall and then a barrel. Johann raised an eyebrow. "Uh, Amalie?", he asked questioningly, making his way over, "Is everything alright?", reaching her to see that she was hastily trying to clean what he could only assume was blood from her dress. A grin spread across the man's face. "Got yourself a little dirty, huh?". He couldn't suppress a snicker. "Let me take a look". Amalie was understandably upset that her astonishing outfit had been tainted by these intruders, though it was now that Johann's proficiency with blood would become useful.

    The man stretched out his hand, the crimson liquid that had seeped into the fabric detaching itself from the dress as the blood followed the man's command and movements, leaving behind fabric that appeared as it had never been stained in the first place as Johann pulled the drop of blood from it before dropping it onto the ground next to him. "Good as new. With that out of the way ...", Johann threw a look back over his shoulder, feeling bad for the unfortunate Soldiers that had to clean this mess up. Still, it would leave behind a question, was this another monster invasion as he had witnessed a few times before, or was this an isolated incident that wasn't connected to the others? A question for another day. For now, Johann would focus on where they had left off, reaching out for the woman to take his hand. "... shall we resume?".

    It was disappointing that so early into the date it had already been disrupted by an unfortunate occurrence, though the man figured that they couldn't do anything about that, and taking out the creatures that had invaded the festival was certainly better than leaving them to rampage around and possibly deal horrific amounts of damage. In a sense, it was luck that the two had been there at this time and place. Now, however, the man wanted to see about the game that he had had in mind earlier ...

    Turning a corner, Amalie hopefully following him, Johann would leisurely raise his hand and point over at a Dunk Pit, a man sat on a board above a large pit of water shouting at bypassers. Johann had never seen a game like that before, and admittedly, his intrigue had been captured. "This looks like fun, doesn't it?".

    Johann, with hasty steps, began making his way over, the smile immediately vanishing from his face when the man on the board addressed him "Hey, old man!". Without much effort or experimentation, the other had found and hit the Ambassador's sore spot. "Surprised you found your way without your glasses". Johann's eyebrows ever-so-slightly narrowed. Oh, he'd show him old man. Not hesitating, he turned to a man beside the construction, who seemed to be offering the festivalgoers balls to throw at a plate with a bullseye on it. Johann understood how this worked. Oh, he would get his sweet, sweet revenge and give the other a nice, cold bath. Handing the man a few jewels, he would receive 3 balls, and so the game would begin.

    "Let's hope that you won't miss, geezer. Should've gotten your eyes checked before, heh". Johann simply grinned. He'd show the guy.

    The Ambassador quickly took aim, throwing the ball, though missing the plate only barely, the man on the board immediately erupting into furious, exaggerated laughter. "Haha! I knew you should've brought your glasses! Don't give up, old man, you still have two more". "Just you wait ...", the man grit his teeth, taking aim once more before throwing with a little more vigor, hitting the plate right in its center! Much to the Ambassador's disappointment, however, the ball simply bounced off the thing ineffectually, Johann frowning. He had hit the thing dead on! "HAH!". The man on the board could barely contain himself. "That's what you call a throw? My grandma's stronger than you! But thinking about it, she's probably also younger than y- Hey, what are you-". Johann had turned from the plate to the man on the board, death-gripping the last remaining projectile, a crazed grin spreading across his face as he drew back wide, an aura of intense magical power erupting around him. The man on the board seemed to pale for just a second before realizing what the other planned, immediately turning, losing his balance and falling into the pit of water just as the Ambassador threw, the ball tearing through the backside of the construction and vanishing in the distance.

    "Oh, I'm sorry, my hand must've slipped", Johann chuckled to himself as he turned around to walk away, the dumbfounded and drenched man staring at him with open mouth as he did. He made his way back over to Amalie, a little disgruntled, hoping the woman wouldn't start to mock him as well. "I don't think I like that game".



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    Post by Amalie on 1st July 2019, 8:44 am


    Amalie found herself getting somewhat frustrated as she attempted to handle the stain, it would be more prudent to treat the stain before sticking it in the washer and hoping for the best. But she couldn't exactly end her date for such a petty reason. She glanced up at Johann to witness him exterminating the remainder of the monsters. Which meant it wouldn't be long until they resumed their date and she hadn't made much progress on removing the stain. She heard his approach and let out a disappointed sigh, resigning herself to that fact she would just have to continue her date with a stained outfit. She glanced up at him, somewhat dejected by the turn of events. This was supposed to be a special occasion, their first date, which should have involved a pleasant trip to the festival. Only to have been interrupted by the influx of monsters, because apparently, a pleasant normal date was too much to ask for.

    He remarked on her getting a little dirty and offered to take a look. She moved her hands away, watching as he hovered his own hands over the ruined part of the dress. Watching in slight awe as the blood lifted from the clothes and transferred it to the ground. She stared for a moment at the now blood-free fabric, her expression one of pure surprise. Slowly her lips would curl into a smile, her eyes lighting up as her mood was instantaneously lifted. "Thank you. You know somehow, you never fail to surprise me," She told him, picking up the shawl she'd placed down, she wrapped it around her shoulders once more, before scooting off of the counter, taking the hand that he'd offered her. She happily let him guide her along through the festival which was slowly returning to order. The civilians realizing that the threat had been handled and were slowly returning to the jovial affair. Vendors fixing up their stalls and attempting to restore order on the island.

    Her date would point towards what appeared to be a dunk pit, suggesting that it looked kind of fun. She tilted her head at the sight of it, raising a brow as she attempted to figure out how it worked, not familiar with the game herself. Although it did look fun, as she glanced at Johann, she couldn't help but feel he was most likely a little more excited by the game than she was. So, she decided to stand back and observe as he made his way over to the man on the board. As the young fellow addressed the Ambassador, her brow would arch and she would let out a sardonic chuckle, shocked by the audacity of the stall runner. She crossed her arms over her chest, she watched in amusement as Johann accept the challenge.

    The first shot would miss but barely, not a great fail but enough to spur some more baiting words out of the man in danger of being dunked. It was a surprising arrogance, seeing someone so rudely taunt the Ambassador of this very island. It made the woman a little suspicious, was this lad an idiot or was there some reasoning behind his attitude? Johann would take his second shot, which would hit the target with reasonable force and yet nothing would occur as a result. Her eyes narrowed slightly as the man implied that Johann was weak. Although a smirk would quickly creep onto her lips as she watched what Johann was doing. The magical energy that he released like a thick wave, washed over her, as stupendous as ever. He would launch the ball at the same time that the man on the board clumsily fell into the water, the force of the throw tearing through the contraption completely. Unable to help herself, Amalie burst into laughter, thoroughly amused by the sight of the arrogant idiot, flailing around in the water tank. Her laughter eased as Johann approached, making a comment that made it hard for her to stop snickering.  "Really? Looked like you were having a delightful time to me," She said in a teasing tone, "Why don't we find something a little less frustrating." She said, taking his hand once more. She would turn, walking along with they moved further along. There was a noticeable difference the further they walked, the areas of the event that hadn't been affected by the monster attack still booming with activity.

    Amalie heard a distance banging, which caused her to turn her head, recognizing the sound as something akin to gunfire. Her eyes would fall on another gaming stool, this one set up like a miniature gun range, where patrons were shooting attached toy rifles at various targets, some moving and some still. "This looks promising..." She said, leading him towards the stool, moving in as the previous group at the stool moved away. The girl resetting the targets bounced over to them perkily, "Hey there folks, fancy a go at our gun range? All you gotta do is get as many targets as possible within a minute, fifteen targets get you a discount voucher for drinks and thirty gets you a free meal ticket redeemable at any one of our wonderful stools at the festival tonight. You can even compete against each other if you like?" Amalie glanced at Johann, her eyes gleaming with a competitive excitement.

    "I have ... a little shooting experience. How about it? Fancy your chances against me?" She said in a challenging tone, she was fairly confident in her abilities, after all, you weren't the wife of a mobster for nine years and didn't learn a thing or two about guns. She would move in closer to him, leaning herself against him as she did so, her voice becoming a little huskier as she continued. "We could make this interesting... " She purred, her ice-blue eyes meeting his, "If I win, you have to do whatever I ask for the rest of the evening, and if you win, vice versa...unless you had something more specific you wanted."



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    Post by Johann on 6th August 2019, 5:33 am


    "Delightful isn't what I would have called it ...", the Ambassador followed up on the woman's comment quickly, but was willing to brush this event aside with a simple "Yeah, let's" as she took his hand, pulling him forward and back into the crowded streets around them that seemed to be filling with more and more enthusiastic villagers and members of the guild alike. Perhaps this little festival would serve to begin to facilitate a sense of unity amongst not just the Soldiers, but also the islanders, a prospect that made the Ambassador hopeful for the future of Amber Island. The land he had once called home hadn't seen this much activity in decades at the least, and seeing the place develop, grow, and spring back to life once more admittedly warmed the man's heart a little. Well, an "old man" would be allowed to be nostalgic every once in a while, wouldn't he?

    In any case, as he was somewhat lost in his sentimentalities and following his date, Amalie seemed to stop for just a moment before making a determined beeline towards a stall, the Ambassador, who was now paying attention to his surroundings a little more intently once again, recognizing it as another festival game. "A gun range?", the question would linger in his head. While the man was of course somewhat skilled with a sword, he had trained a long time to attain proficiency with the weapon, he really couldn't quite boast with any notable skills in marksmanship ... or any gunnery, for that matter. He had held a firearm before at some opportunities, here and there, when he worked as a Mercenary in Bellum or as a Sailor in River Village, for example, but he had never trained with one, let alone even fired one. Still, on the other side, it seemed that Amalie had taken a particular interest in the activity. Was she perhaps familiar with them?

    The man looked over to her, not failing to notice the challenging glint in her gaze, a slight smirking spreading across his lips. Indeed, Amalie confirmed the hint of a suspicion that had befallen the Rune Mage, and not just that, she was challenging him. In honesty, Johann found the prospect of such a ... competition fairly exciting. He had never faced off against Amalie other than the little bit of swordfighting they had toyed with, which, in all matters of classification, really couldn't be counted towards this. "Interesting?", he promptly replied with an intrigued tone when Amalie went even further. The little bet that she had come up with was playful as always, and it seemed like the woman to suggest something like this. "Well, that's quite the high stakes you're setting there, Amalie ...", Joh grinned amusedly as he returned the gaze she had set onto his bichromatic eyes, placing a little pouch of jewels on the counter and reaching for one of the rifles on display before them, "... of course, I accept. I hope you're ready to meet my every demand", he joked, shouldering the weapon. Of course, in reality, the Ambassador wasn't too confident in a victory, but the bet seemed like a little harmless fun. What was the worst that could happen, really?



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    Post by Amalie on 8th August 2019, 3:37 pm


    After everything that had happened so far, Amalie felt her excitement for the date returning slowly. The initial frustrations she had felt from having her first date with Johann interrupted by an onslaught of monsters fading with time. Not to mention that after witnessing Johann's little interaction with the vendor at the dunk pit, she found her mood quickly lifted. It seemed she was getting back into the spirit of the date. Plus the prospect of a little shooting excited her, it was a few years since she'd fired a gun. Wyatt had taught her, something about a wife of a Corvin needed to protect themselves if the house was raided meaning she had to learn. But only to protect from outsiders, never from a Corvin; Wyatt made sure to drive that message into her. Admittedly, it had become a little bit of a hobby for hers, going to the gun range every now and then, just so she could off a few rounds. A means of working through some of her stress.

    As Johann grinned at her, accepting the little bet she'd suggested to him, her eyes lit up in delight. Watching as he even went as far as to pay. She stepped back, pulling her body away from his and turning towards the counter, at his last remark, she found herself chuckling softly. "Oh, I am more than prepared." She knew she could very well lose this bet, Johann was clearly a man of military experience, she wouldn't put it past him to have skills with a gun. But she didn't mind, she found either result rather exciting, the thought of what he might have in store for her should he win and the alternate, her plans, should she actually manage to beat him. She reached down, picking up one of the available air rifles. Her delicate fingers exploring the length of the gun for a moment, she bit her lip, filled with slight nostalgia. There was something about holding a gun that was just somewhat exhilarating.  She shifted into a stable position, moving her body so that it was angled to the right in a side-on stance. She lifted the gun so it was slightly below her collar bone, shifting the stock into her shoulder.

    "To make it easier, the guns are enchanted to reload immediately so you don't have to. It'll also record how many targets you hit, all you have to do is just aim and fire." The vendor told them, Amalie nodded, that certainly made it easier. She would glance over the targets, some were still, whilst others moved around to make them harder to hit. She picked what appeared to be the most convenient path to follow, granted she would have to adjust should Johann get to them first. Moving the gun higher, her head would tilt so that the sight of the gun was directly in front of her eyeline. She took a slow breath, steadying herself before the game started.

    And then the bell rung.

    Instinctively she moved, squeezing the trigger firmly, taking down the first target. Then adjusting slightly to the left, taking aim and shooting again. This pattern continued, shifting from target to target, taking a shot. Occasionally, the bullet would miss, but this didn't deter the woman. She kept her breathing steady and kept shooting consistently, distantly she could hear the repetitive ding of targets behind hit over the boom of the gun. After several moments, the bell would ring again, and she would lower her gun, her face splitting into a grin. Her heart was racing, the adrenaline from the shooting coursing through her. She placed the gun on the counter, looking at the screen positioned next to the rest; thirty-eight hits. It was better than she'd expected to do. She turned to Johann, eager to see what score he'd manage to rack up.




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    Post by Johann on 26th August 2019, 7:30 am


    Johann's grin was quick to fade when he started to inspect the rifle, peering down its iron sights, taking a look at the mechanisms, the barrel, its parts, realizing that he had trouble identifying them and the function they served, apart from the trigger. He was well and truly lost. The vendor explained how the weapons functioned, though that didn't exactly help the silver-haired Ambassador much, only touching on the reload process and the number of hits. At least, he thought, the last part was more than clear. "Take aim and fire", he repeated the words in his head, giving the vendor a nod. It couldn't possibly be that difficult to hit a target, right? The man guessed he'd just have to try it out for himself. It was then the man glanced over tot he targets, raising his eyebrows in unison. It wasn't that all the targets were stationary as he had thought, and while some were, most others would move from side to side, up and down, left to right and vice versa at varying speeds. Well, this would certainly ... complicate things ... a lot. And while the man was still wondering about this very fact, the ring of a bell would sound, catching the Ambassador off guard.

    The perplexed man quickly shouldered the rifle once more, pointing it downrange, his eye peering over the iron sights at one of the stationary targets. He pulled back the trigger, and with a soft bang, softer than he had expected, the projectile would be launched from the weapon, barely missing the target. He adjusted his stance, leaning forward before pressing the trigger once again, a metallic ring confirming his hit. Though, by now the man realized that his achievement was nothing compared to Amalie's confident technique, several dings ringing out in quick succession, startling the Ambassador. Not to mention that all of the stationary targets had already been taken out, so he had to move on to something more difficult now, picking a target in the corner of the stall that shifted up and down slowly. Once more, he pressed the trigger ... nothing. He took a deep breath, firing again, and again .... nothing. His brows narrowed. This couldn't be so hard. There had to be some kind of trick. He took a deep breath once more, though this time allowing his magic to run through his body freely, the flow of time around him seemingly slowing down as the speed of his reflexes increased. This would certainly make hitting the target easier, and with a confident pull of the trigger, Johann would shoot once more, the metallic ring sounding the blink of an eye later. This could work, he would-

    DING

    The bell rung out, signaling the end of their little match. Had they really had this little time? How would it be possible to even hit a high number of targets in such a short time? The man placed the rifle on the counter before turning to Amalie to see how she'd done. Surely, she wouldn't be too far ahead, o he thought, his jaw-dropping a little when he learned of the opposite. "Thirty-eight...?", he mumbled upon hearing the result, comparing it to his meager two hits. It was quite impressive, to say the least. "Wow, that's ...", the man tried finding a word for his surprise, though in his astonishment over the difference between their result failed to capture an adequate response. "Well ... guess that means you win", he chuckled with a defeated, but amused smile. He'd had no idea that the Articulation Mage had been this good with firearms, but he was glad that he could learn something like that about her. Besides, the little competition had been fun, had it not? That was the point of a festival, after all. "So, oh great winner of bets, what is it that you request of me?", the Ambassador would grin promptly, bowing forward, waving his hand through the air before pressing it against his shoulder in a playful act to comply with the conditions set by their competition. Now he would just have to see what Amalie would come up with, hoping she wouldn't go overboard with the creative freedom granted by her reward ... at least, not too much.



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    Post by Amalie on 8th October 2019, 2:07 pm


    Something about Johann's strength always gave Amalie the impression that, in any situation that involved Combat. He would outrank her, so when she lowered the gun, she honestly expected that he would've outscored her in a shooting game, despite her own experience with a gun. But to her surprise he didn't, she won. She looked on in slight bafflement as the vendor handed her the drinks voucher and meal ticket.  The slight notion of victory flickering across her features, she turned to Johann, excited by the prospect of her prize, for him to do whatever she asked for the rest of the evening. It was a thrilling concept, the incredibly powerful and renowned Johann Von Weiss, forced to abide by her will.

    Now she just had to find something to make him do.

    Upon hearing his question, she cocked her head a devilish smirk creeping onto her features. "You'll just have to wait a see." She told him in an amused tone, turning on her heel, she strode away tucking her prize away into her purse. "For now let's take a look to see what else we can do." She told him, slightly more enthusiastically then before, interlocking her fingers with his. The adrenaline from the gun range still coursing through her a little. There wasn't much need for her to use her prize as they strolled along, taking a look at some of the other stalls. Selling cute little trinkets, and bespoke little items. As they ventured further into the festival, Amalie noticed a large crowd of people gathered in what appeared to be a ring. Curious, she approached, tugging Johann as a means of letting him know she wanted to look. As she got closer she noticed it was a literal ring, inside of which were two men, one of which had the other in a headlock and was slowing lowering his struggling opponent to the ground.

    She glanced over at Johann with a curious glint in her eyes, "Looks exciting, shall we get a closer look?" She asked, despite whether or not he agreed, she would move in closer. Approaching the fence of the ring to watch as a winner was declared, "And there you have it Ladies and Gentlemen, once again our resident winner, Joey the smasher Swalsh had come out victorious. Would anyone else like to take on our undefeatable champion?" A host called out into a microphone, looking over the crowd for a volunteer. Amalie considered it for a moment, itching to partake in the fight, however she glanced down at her dress. She wouldn't want to ruin it, she could take it off and fight in her underwear. Although as she glanced at Johann, she hesitated, unsure if he would be okay with it.




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    Post by Johann on 11th October 2019, 7:00 am


    Although her devilish grin was a somewhat worrying circumstance, the Ambassador trusted Amalie to not abuse the reward she'd earned, hoping that whatever it was that seemed to entertain her so greatly was something that he, with good conscience, could follow up on. For now, he'd have to be content with what it was, following Amalie when she turned and began walking away to explore the rest of the festival, taking her hand into his own. So far, so good, at least. There wasn't much that captured the Ambassador's interest or fascination with overwhelming particularity, and so, for now, he would simply enjoy the cool evening breeze and the magnificent scenery the people of the town had created. At every corner, cheerful music would be played, and people were laughing, dancing, and enjoying themselves. It had been a long time since the silver-haired Rune Mage had last witnessed something that came close to the atmosphere of this place, the event, even if not inherently magical, holding something of its own kind of magic.

    That was until he felt Amalie's gentle tug in a certain direction, the absent-minded Ambassador turning his head in surprise, but followed the determined Commander into a large gathering of cheering people, unaware of what exactly he was heading into, though trotting behind nonetheless. He would, after all, have to do anything the woman asked of him.

    Approaching the attraction after Amalie, Johann, too, would lay eyes on the ring, witnessing the zenith of what seemed like a fighting match unfold before himself. Within a moment, the man's intrigue had been sparked, not least due to his own fascination with this particular activity. "Sure!", he replied with less than subtle enthusiasm, eyeing the events transpiring inside of the provisional ring with obvious captivation, an uncharacteristic grin on his face as he watched Joey "The Smasher" Swalsh finish off his challenger. When the host loudly beckoned another one to take the unfortunate soul's place, Johann didn't even so much as hesitate, already taking off both his jacket and shirt, pressing them into Amalie's hands and, with his upper body half-covered in the fine, ink-like scripture on his skin exposed, waltzing forward into the ring, calling out "That would be me" at the announcer who promptly cast a wide grin at the Ambassador, clamoring into the microphone once more.

    "Ah, a new contender for the title of champion rises to the challenge! What's your name, good man?". "Joh", the Rune Mage responded promptly, anticipation written all over his face. "Wonderful! So, Joh, are you familiar with the rules of this ring?", the announcer asked, Joh simply shaking his head. "Not a problem. It's simple, really. Rule number one, Magic is not permitted in this ring. We fight fair and square, alright? Rule number two, fighting dirty is off-limits. No hits to the crotch or face, got it?". Simple enough, really. "Got it".

    "Alright!", the man proclaimed excitedly, his voice echoing from speakers around the ring, "Looks like we have ourselves a fight, Ladies and Gentlemen!"

    Johann quickly stepped up, taking position across from his opponent, now getting a good look at the man that was so eloquently dubbed "The Smasher", the other eyeing him similarly with a confident if not sly grin. Johann understood where the nickname came from. The man was definitively muscular and looked like he break stone in half with his bare hands if he so desired.

    "Okay everybody, get ready, on three". Johann raised his hands, his hands tightly clenched into fists, the smirk on his expression stretching with excited confidence.

    "One". His opponent did the same

    "Two". A nervous feeling spread through Johann's gut as he listened for the signal to start that came slightly delayed as a means to build up tension.

    "Aaaaand ... Three! Fight!", the bellowing voice of the host echoed through the speakers around them.

    To the Ambassador's surprise, Johann was not the first to seize the initiative, his experienced opponent charging straight at him with a massive punch, the man only narrowly avoiding to block the strike with his arm, the dull sensation of pain pulsing through the affected extremity, a feeling that Johann had not just grown accustomed to, he had learned to cherish it. He had to think quickly and act quicker, though. The Smasher was a man that surprisingly agile for his size without lacking a bit of power, nearly knocking the silver-haired man off-balance with only one hit. The champion spun around, his leg flying at Johann's torso with a wide roundhouse kick, sinking into his stomach, forcing the air out of Johann's lungs with an audible gasp and sending him flying to the ground, his face unceremoniously smashing into the ground with a loud "oooh" from the crowd around. Undoubtedly, that wasn't The Smasher's first tango.

    But Johann wasn't exactly a weakling. Taking a few heavy breaths he swiftly stood back up, his dual-colored, angry eyes were affixing themselves to his opponent once again, the Ambassador wiping away a small trickle of blood that had burst from the corner of his mouth, the grin returning to his face. "My turn"

    Utilizing his own agility he rushed forward, dodging past a swing that would've struck him in the shoulder to sink his fist into the man's chest just a moment later, bringing all his strength to bear. His hand felt like he had punched solid stone, but the strike had taken its toll, the champion tumbling back, gasping for air for a few seconds before righting himself again, the sly grin from before changing into a genuine smile. "Not bad for an amateur", The Smasher scoffed, Johann chuckling in response. "Could say the same about you". Joey seemed none too pleased. Visibly angered he once again attempted an attack, his fist, however, against the ring's rules, flying at Joh's chin. The Ambassador ducked, the strike missing its target. Instead, it was now the Ambassador who seized the initiative, both hands grasping the others stretched out arm before lifting the mountain of a man over his shoulder, and with a thunderous crash, slamming him into the ground, knocking The Smasher out cold.

    The announcer simply stood and watched for a few seconds, dumbfounded, before scrambling to proclaim the result of the match, his voice booming from the speakers once again. "We- ... We have a winner!", the crowd erupting into cheers and clamors, Johann standing in the middle of the ring, taking a few deep breaths before raising his fist into the air.



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    Post by Amalie on 15th October 2019, 10:34 am


    In her moment of hesitation, she would hear Johann enthusiastically volunteering next to her, glancing over to watch as her date suddenly seemed to be removing his jacket and shirt. Exposed his well-built rune-marked body. She arched a brow, taking his clothes for him, she made her way to the edge of the ring, excitedly looking in. She would've liked to challenge him herself but any chance to see Johann fight was always worth giving up a fight for. She leaned over the edge of the fence, eagerly listening in as Johann was introduced and the host explained the rules; no magic and no hits to the crotch or face. The instructions were nostalgic, taking her to a time where she often engaged in fights such as these, except in those fights you could hit the face. And there was often in a warehouse, surrounded by the rest of the 'companies members' and their associates.

    Amalie didn't mind not having a face hitting rule, sure it meant you got socked in the mouth every now and then, but it was kind of necessary. The sooner you got your opponent out cold, the less the fight had to drag on. Because if you took to long, you were forced to use weapons. Which always ended pretty gruesomely. Fortunately, Amalie had quickly learned how to take her opponents out early to avoid such scenarios, but she had seen plenty of fights that had escalated to that point, which became pretty uncomfortable to watch, even for her. Plus if she didn't fight 'well', it looked bad on Wyatt, and he did not respond well to that.

    When the host bellowed to indicate the start of the fight, her attention would be pulled from her bitter memories to the present situation. Watching as his opponent, Joey, slammed his fist towards her lover. A blow that fortunately Johann was able to block in time. As she watched his opponent knocked Johann off his feet with a powerful kick, she found her fingers clutching the fabric of his clothes tightly. Gasping slightly, she was surprised Johann had even taken the attack, she had seen him fight before and knew he wasn't one to go down so easily. Surely he was just getting warmed up, right?

    And of course, she was quickly pleased to see her assumption was right, grinning at the sight of Joh knocking the guy back with a hearty punch. Amalie bit her lip, her body bouncing slightly with anticipation as she awaited what happened next. Despite her usual composure, something about watching Johann fight always thrilled her, and of course, his lacking of clothing certainly helped. Joey would take another shot, resulting in a miss, giving Johann the opening to grab him and yank him over his shoulder, throwing the man into the dirt with an impressive amount of force. Unable to help herself, Amalie found herself letting out an excited cheer along with the crowd. Before she knew it, she was moving around the ring to the entrance as Johann was announced the winner. The Host would turn to Johann, "Now then, would you care for another fight? You're technically our current champion, but continuing fights is voluntar-"

    Hearing this, Amalie shot forward through the gate of the ring, "He'll fight me." She declared, shoving Johann's clothes into the hands of the host, who looked at her in with a bewildered expression. Amalie's eyes moved to her partner, without breaking his gaze, she would reach over to the side of her dress, sliding the zipper her side all the way down to her hip. Once the dress was loose enough she would shimmy it off of her, being careful not to drop it into the dirt. Following this, she climbed out of it and piled it on top of the other clothes. Standing there in just black panties, a bra and heels, not that she cared, he was topless after all. Really it wasn't much different to fighting in a bikini, and she had fought in less before. She quickly kicked her heels off to the side, deciding they would just hinder her, before turning to Johann, "You didn't think you were going to have all the fun, did you?" She remarked playfully, her eyes glimmering with excitement over the prospect of taking him on.



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    Post by Johann on 24th October 2019, 12:39 pm


    Johann lowered his hand, taking one last deep breath before turning to the man to his side who had addressed him once more, and though the man had no intention of fighting again, doubting that anyone else would even rise to the challenge, the host didn't even get to finish his sentence, the Ambassador promptly proven wrong by none other than his date. His head quickly swerved to Amalie as he raised his eyebrows in surprise. Would she be the next challenger? And she would ... challenge him? To something akin to a cage fight?

    If that was the case ... this date had just taken a very unexpected direction.

    With a somewhat dumbfounded expression, the Ambassador watched speechlessly as Amalie passed his own clothing to the announcer, but not just that. The woman began taking off her own dress, stripping down to what was essentially just underwear. Was she really serious about this?

    As exciting and intriguing as a fight with Amalie sounded, his desire to face her in a fight like this was anything but high, especially at this moment, but ... he had made a promise. Today he would do everything she wanted, and that didn't exactly leave him with too much of a choice. If she desired it then he would have to follow. Johann was a man of his word, and valued a promise, after all.

    He closed his eyes, sighed, and opened them once again, a stern gaze centered on Amalie, although it was coupled with an admittedly somewhat forced looking smirk. He was certain it was no use trying to deny her now that she'd already gotten this far. She would probably insist, the Ambassador nodding his head in response. "Fine". He shot an expecting look over to the host, who, several articles of clothing in his arms and confusedly trying to follow the events that unfolded around him scrambled to announce the next fight.

    "R-right! Looks like we have another challenger! Take your positions!"

    Johann turned, walking a couple of paces to bring some space between the two of them before turning around once again, his own eyes seeking those of the Commander, bringing his fists up once again. "Alright then, Amalie. If it is fun that you want ...", the confident smile returned to his face, the anticipation of combat slowly beginning to extinguish doubt and restraint, at least for the moment, "... then show me what you've got".

    The announcer's voice echoed from the speakers around them once again, drowning out the cheers of the crowd that slowly grew bigger and bigger as more and more people began to pay attention to the unusual pair of fighters in the ring.

    "Alright you two. Same rules as before. Ready? One. Two ... Three! Fight!"

    Expectingly, Johann looked over to Amalie, unmoving, observant, waiting for the woman to go on the offensive first, effectively giving her the first attack.



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    Post by Amalie on 28th November 2019, 8:05 am


    She arched a brow as he gave a rather begrudged agreement to the fight, she was surprised. Johann enjoyed fighting, and yet he didn't seem exactly thrilled at the possibility of challenging her. Was it possible that Johann didn't think she was an opponent worth facing? This irked the woman slightly, fueling her zeal for the spar as she moved into position. Any thoughts about holding herself back slipping from her mind, a part of her wanted to show him. He was stronger than her, she knew it, but that didn't mean she was to be ruled out. She was strong, and she aspired to be stronger until she had the prowess to stand by his side and call herself his equal.  As he created some distance between them, her eyes gleamed with devilish anticipation, purred, "Don't go easy on me now," She purred in a teasing tone, although she did mean it. The idea of him not giving her a worthy fight would only make her regret even trying to take him on. As the announcer confirmed the rules were the same as before. Not hitting the face or crotch, that was fine with her, she didn't plan to attack those areas anyway. She didn't raise her hands or put up a guard, instead, she stood ready, fists clenched at her side. Waiting as the host counted down. Until finally, he would roar the command that allowed her to start.

    Without any hesitation, she kicked off the ground darted forward towards Johann. Breaking into a run in a matter of seconds, she had closed the gap between them. When close enough, she threw a punch, aiming for the base of his throat. Regardless of whether he guarded against the blow, she would duck down and twist on her heel. Ducking under his arm, she would straighten up behind him, before aiming a full forced kick at the back of his knee joint hoping to cause him to buckle if it hit. One thing she knew about fighting opponents bigger than her, was that if you managed to ground them, the odds would quickly turn in your favour. She didn't have high expectations of winning the fight, but she sure as hell was going to use everything in her arsenal to try.




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    Post by Johann on 28th December 2019, 10:50 am


    Anticipation immediately shifted into a rush of adrenaline when the announcer finished his sentence, the echoing voice still sounding from the speakers when Amalie dashed forward with surprising speed and determination. It seemed like the woman had made her choice and really wouldn't play around. The Ambassador, of course, according to her wishes, would honor her decision and respond in kind. Her movements were quick, efficient, and aimed at finishing the fight quickly. Still, seconds were more than enough for the silver-haired Ambassador to prepare himself, blocking the offensive action aimed at his throat with the back of his arm, a dull, all too familiar pain traveling through the extremity.

    Of course, the woman wouldn't stop at that, though, twisting her body on the spot in a feat of what Johann knew was trained agility and flanking his side, preparing for the next attack that followed with the same swiftness, aimed at disrupting his stability and stance. His eyes following every minute motion, the man twisted his torso around, using the momentum of his own motion to swing the opposing leg around and counter her kick with his own, both limbs clashing mid-air with considerable force and a distinct lack of restraint. Immediately, the Ambassador would pull back to create more space between himself and Amalie, recognizing that allowing the other fighter to exploit any openings in his guard from up close was dangerous for not just his balance, but also would eventually allow her to catch him in a blind-spot given that this was a duel fought without the use of magic. If that was the case, it would allow Amalie to land what was effectively a critical blow, which he, of course, sought to counter. Keeping her at range would probably be, in a small twist of irony for the Ambassador, his best chance.

    Sidestepping, his body twisted around his own axis, trampled mud following the movement of his foot as he raised his leg, spinning the extremity around before aiming a kick at her shoulder from above, a risky move that could incapacitate her if it struck true, but would leave him wide open if it blocked. Of course, given the circumstances, a little bit of risk would be nothing short of a little fun, right?



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    Post by Amalie on 25th February 2020, 12:58 pm


    As she moved around him, he plans to target the back of his knee were disrupting by his anticipation of her attack. He had moved with her, blocking her own leg with a kick of considerable force. She took a single step back to regain her footing before charging in as he attempted to distance himself from her. As they moved, she searched for another opening, she had an idea but she needed to get closer. Something it would seem he wasn't going to allow her to do. Her tongue ran over her teeth, the fight was already proving to be an exhilarating one. As she kicked off the ground, picking up speed in an attempt to target his middle, however to her surprise he would side-step. With a sharp spin, he would raise his leg into the air, the kick caught her off-guard. And she barely got her arm up into to block the attack, although the block was sloppy, her form weak. The force of the kick sent a sharp pain shooting down her arm, forcing her to step back in momentarily retreat.

    She held her arm to her side, stopping for a brief second to assess the damage. Miraculously it wasn't broken, but her wrist had taken a battering, she could hardly move it a fraction without it sending sharp stabbing pains through her hand and forearm.  It meant strikes with that hand were no longer possible, not without risking further damage to the joint, pointless jeopardy to endure for the sake of a street brawl. She would just have to work with what she had. Without wasting further time, she darted forward once more. Her determination to take him on once more enough for her to push past the pain, and continue. Besides, she had suffered far worse injuries at the hands of others, and that was without her consent. As she formatted a new plan, she moved in, twisting her body as she did so. She would thrust out the elbow of her uninjured limb with full force, aiming to wind him. All the while, she slipped her left foot between his legs, kicking out in an attempt to take out his balance. A risque move in itself, as it would likely give him an opening to take her out completely, especially if he realised the state of her arm.




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    Post by Johann on 29th March 2020, 8:28 am


    Johann's eyes narrowed as his foot impacted her arm, his expression stoic and focussed, though his mind, of course, filling with regret. There was nothing he wanted to do less than actually hurt the woman, though she was fighting fiercely, forcing the man to do the same. She had, after all, insisted on a real fight, without holding back, but despite his agreement, the idea didn't sit perfectly well with the Ambassador. As she stumbled back, he would regain his footing, using the momentum of the spin to right himself and straighten back up, raising his fists yet again. Naturally, the attack had been not strong enough to take her out, or even inflict significant damage. Without any magical strength or the Nephilim of war to back him up, Johann von Weiss was just a regular man, if one who somewhat acquainted with martial culture and physically fit. What the Ambassador lacked in raw strength and muscle mass, though, he made up for in sheer agility. There was a reason he had once been called the fastest man in Fiore. Granted, that had been Gangting, and the eccentric self-proclaimed King liked to blow things out of proportion, it seemed, but nonetheless, that didn't mean the silver-haired Rune Mage was to be underestimated.

    As if to express the same sentiment, though, Amalie would recover quite quickly, charging forward once again, showing that she, too, was not yet finished. Reflexively, Johann's feet carried him back one, then two steps as he attempted to observe for the incoming attack, realizing that the hefty blow with her elbow would at the very least throw him off balance. Quickly, he would raise his arm, her strike impacting with the dull, echoing sensation of blunt pain surging through his limb. If Joh wasn't who he was, that would've probably left more than just a bruise.

    What the man failed to notice, though, was the sudden kick meant to sweep him off his feet, the tunnel vision that had been focussed solely on her upper body now presenting a detriment to him as her foot found purchase and struck true, kicking one of his feet away and momentarily knocking him off-balance, the sudden shift in gravity, naturally, causing him to fall immediately. Johann's reaction, however, was quick. Using one hand to hold himself for just a moment as he hit the ground, he would lift himself onto his side, using all strength that he could bring to bear to swing his body around and try to slam his own legs into hers to, in turn, bring her off balance and force her onto the ground as well.



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    Post by Amalie on 31st March 2020, 3:35 am


    There was a brief grin that flickered across Amalie's features as the sweep of her leg managed to bring him tumbling to the ground. She spun on her heel, hovering over him as she moved to pin him and win the fight. But his reflexes proved too swift, and it was in that moment his leg swept under her. She was brought completely off her feet, the trajectory of her movements causing her to land on top of him haphazardly winding her in the process, pain shooting through her as her wounded limb was squashed between them. She could have continued, pushed through the pain and attempted to pin him down, instead, she found herself suddenly laughing. Easing the weight off of her arm, she tilted her chin up to look at him, her eyes sparkling with both thrill and appreciation. "I concede." She told him breathily. They could have gotten into a grounded scuffle, and maybe she could have bested him. On the other hand, his strength would give him the advantage, and if he grabbed her limbs, particularly her injured arm, then she would be bested and she knew it. She had gotten everything she wanted out of this little spar, to see how he would face off against herself. Besides, if they were going to wrestle this way, she would much rather do it in private.

    With that thought in mind, she shifted her legs so they were positioned on either side of his hips. Reaching over with her uninjured hand, she would wrap her fingers around the back of his neck and pull herself toward him.  She would bring her lips to him, kissing in such a way that portray her intentions. Her affections tender and playful, indulging in a moment of intimacy before she pulled back. Her hungry ice-blue gaze meeting his as she spoke again, her words carrying a slightly huskier tone this time. Her speech entirely suggestive as she gave him her next request, "I want you to take me home. Now." A smirk stretched across her face as her hand trailed itself across his skin teasingly. Not in the least bit phased about the audience that bore witness to this little exchange.



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    Post by Johann on 4th April 2020, 5:56 am


    It seemed that both his fall and the improvised move had been clumsy, after all, the silver-haired Ambassador indeed managing to sweep Amalie off her feet, though not without her stumbling and more or less ungracefully falling onto him, the unexpected and sudden impact of a nature Johann had not quite anticipated taking his breath away fro a passing moment. Much to his obvious surprise, Amalie was laughing, apparent amusement changing her expression in a manner somewhat contradictory to the situation they found themselves in, and had found themselves in for the past moments. And yet, when she smiled, Johann couldn't help but smile as well, a genuine chuckle involuntarily overcoming him.

    When she conceded, the Ambassador raised both brows, though the smile remained. In a sense, he was rather relieved that this would be the full extent of their little scuffle. It was probably for the best, considering that now there they sat in the cold mud, covered in bruises, dirt, and sweat. What came unexpectedly as well, though, similarly to the end of the duel, was her sudden shift of demeanor, her gentle touch, and her passionate kiss. His eyes widened, though the shock subsided quickly, the kiss reciprocated in kind with a pleasantly surprised smirk. It was quite the abrupt shift, of course, the two fighting one moment and sitting, practically wrapped around each other, in the next, both the announcer and the crowd quieting down in an instant, silence taking the makeshift arena.

    Yet, Amalie managed to surprise him further still, her request causing the man to smirk sheepishly. Naturally, the man was still technically obligated to follow her every whim, as per the conditions of their bet, and while his mind had trailed to other, more acutely relevant matters, he hadn't forgotten it. A promise was a promise. Not that Johann was especially against the idea, either. The Ambassador would thus lean in closely, a breathy whisper meant only for her ears leaving his lips, "Your wish is my command". With these same words, he would wrap his arms around her, lifting her up as he stood up, shooting a quick glance that wandered over the crowd and the host. He couldn't care less about all of them in this moment, though. With a shrug and another chuckle, both the Ambassador and the Commander would seemingly blink out of existence, vanishing in a small flash of magical energy, leaving behind a perplexed crowd and a dumbfounded announcer, who, as it stood, still clutched the clothing they had left behind.



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    Post by Amalie on 3rd May 2020, 4:19 am


    Several months had passed since that pleasant summer evening, and with it much had transpired for both parties. There had been nice moments, and victories to be enjoyed over such a time, the guild they both held so dearly continued to flourish with activity, with more and more recruits joining their ranks within the months. With the progress of the guild as had their relationship, growing only closer and more comfortable with each other as time passed, to even taking the next step in their amorous dynamic. Living together had been less of a change than Amalie had anticipated, in fact, it was surprisingly easy to transition into. Spending their days working meant that their time together throughout the day could be anything from frequent interactions to sparring moments. However, despite how little she got to see of him, it was made easier by the simple act of being able to climb into the same bed at the end of the day and feel his warmth against her. It had been the most at ease she had felt in a long time, and whilst some worries lingered distantly in the Commander's mind, she found that her relationship with Johann was something that always put her at ease. As long as she had him, she would be fine, alas, it was this reliance that made his poisoning so shocking to her.

    A man who she had seen fight countless monsters with ease, who had slain enemy after enemy with little more than the stroke of his sword. He fought with such fearless vigour and delivered his blows with such might that she had perhaps, grown arrogant in her faith. When she had learned that he had been injured in battle and that the dragon bitch's venom had made its way throughout his body, weakening him. The feelings she had felt were so strong and immediate that even Anima could not suppress them. Her fear for her love and her fury that someone would dare harm him in such a way had been quite an implosion to suppress. And whilst she had managed to remain calm around everyone else, it a quiet moment alone her office had been torn asunder in a private outburst of wrath. Only made worse knowing that the orchestrator of her partner's harm had gotten free, escaping the utter decimation of Rakshasa and lived to tell the tale of her victory.

    Which only made Amalie want to destroy her more.

    It was a rare feeling for Amalie, to hate someone so vehemently. She disliked people often, but hatred was such a strong attachment to bear. A sensation born from passion, there was perhaps only a select few in her life that she cared enough to hate and now the ex-member of the tree-fucking pisspot of a dark guild was amongst them. She vowed if she learned of her identity, mercy would not be on the cards for the woman. Far from it.

    Before she could hunt down anyone though, the more important issue was handling Johann's sickness. The poison that had weakened him so wasn't something that anyone had been able to heal with magic. Amalie had nearly drained her magic dry the first night trying to rid him of it but to no avail. It simply could not be healed by simple means, the hospitals had not been much better either. It seemed that the strain of poison was rare, specific to the species of dragons. During their visit to the medical facilities, they had been advised of an alchemic herbalist, one who specialised in poisons and was known to have treated dragon-based toxins in the past. It was little more than hearsay, but it at least was the opportunity to cure him. But it would also mean going to the Neutral Grounds, a place that was known for dulling a mage's power completely, even so, that was a risk they would have to take; anything to rid him of this ailment.

    Leaving Sivvy to handle all matters at Dies Irae, they had journeyed straight from the hospital across Fiore to the Neutral Grounds. It had been a few days of travelling, Amalie, in particular, had not wanted to push Johann to move around by magical means. Choosing the simpler form of travel instead, their carriage would enter the neutral grounds by mid-morning. She would feel a detachment to her magic, and interestingly Anima too. Normally, the Seal never spoke unless he was directly addressed but even then she could still sense him inside of her. Now that she knew how to recognise his magical signature, the moment they slipped across the border that connection seemed to dull completely and with it, she felt his emotional suppressors ease off slightly. This wasn't ideal, even though it seemed to remain intact enough for her not to come undone completely, she could feel her anxiety and stress rising imminently. It would rattle her, her breathing quickening slightly and her fists clenching as she fought the urge to fall apart. She couldn't allow this to happen, she needed to remain steady, this was far too important of a task to let her emotions get the better of her. Taking a few slow breaths, she turned her gaze to Johann. Attempting to distract herself by addressing him, "How are you feeling?" She would ask softly, wondering if and how entering the neutral grounds might affect him.




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    Post by Johann on 2nd August 2020, 6:03 am


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    "Not good. I ... feel sick", a strained voice replied in through labored breathing, which was followed by a cough. Johann stared down at the handkerchief in his hands, strains of red tarnishing previous spotlessness of the white cloth in his grasp, his eyes narrowing. Was the excursion into the Neutral Grounds making things worse? He knew that his magic normally wouldn't be affected by reality-bending effects like that of this peculiar zone in the middle of Fiore, where magic was supposed to be confined to a state of inexistence indeed, but in his current health, the kind of magic he normally wielded effortlessly was no longer a given factor. He could no longer bend the space around him, no longer interact with the world and reality the same way he had done before, and so, he felt his power, the power of the Second Seal inside of him, dull. Not by much, but enough to worsen his state. He supposed that the incredible healing factor Mars provided this vessel with was the one thing that had even kept him alive this long, and even now it was fighting a constant battle against the venom that was circulating in his system. Normally, this peculiar body he shared with the Nephilim would take care of such unnatural toxins and neutralize them in a matter of moments, with ease, even, but this? It had to be an especially vile, corrosive, and as Johann saw it, evil concoction that the dark mage had afflicted him with.

    It had been a short while since the Ambassador had been poisoned, a few days at most, but it was hard to keep track in his state, admittedly. The world around the man would fade in and out of view at random, his vision blurring and distorting involuntarily. Breathing was difficult, and when the man did manage to take a few strained breaths, they would be shallow, occasionally interrupted by heavy fits of coughing. The poison was eating away at his insides at a nigh constant, rapidly deteriorating his form that, without the Second Seal, would undoubtedly already have succumbed to it. The throbbing headache and the paralyzing pain in his joints were not the worst part of his physical ailments, though. The bandages tightly wrapped around his chest made this much very overtly clear, spots of blood in various states of freshness covering the wound above his heart. It was where the girl had struck, which, of course, didn't exactly aid his situation. His body probably could've handled the poison without these kinds of consequences if the source of Mars' power hadn't been struck and subsequently afflicted first, the crystalline Lacrima heart in his chest pulsing only weakly, but diligently doing its best to continue keeping their vessel alive.

    To think that he could be brought to submission this easily, with a single of a poisoned dragon claw. Perhaps, Johann had wondered a lot over these past few days, he had grown arrogant, comfortable in his belief in a power that he had learned was nothing more than borrowed and anything but his own. His goal had always been the perfection of the self, discipline in all manner of life, but it felt like he, too, had grown decadent and stopped striving. He didn't believe that he had, but this situation would cast a shadow of doubt onto his confidence in his abilities. He had previously believed that, through sheer force of conviction alone, any and all obstacles could be overcome, but the raw, agonizing truth of reality now brought to the surface had proven him wrong. Power did not care for conviction, ideology, ideals, or noble goals. Power held no allegiance. It was a harsh fact to admit for the silver-haired man, that power was not on the side of the righteous in principle, but he had been forced to realize it, realize that two things were inevitably correct: He, the God of Justice, one of the supposedly strongest mages in all of Earthland, had been struck down like it had been nothing, which led to his second realization, that he, Johann von Weiss, had not been strong enough, that he had not yet reached his peak. Perhaps the humiliating loss would serve to ground him, if nothing else, lest he'd become too full of himself. He scoffed internally. Perhaps this was fate's way of knocking him down a peck. No, he refused to believe in a concept such as fate, given that it implied that he had no control over the outcome of his life. Still, that would mean he had no one to blame but himself, and he accepted that fact. He had simply been too weak to come out on top.

    Well, he could blame himself, but ultimately, the dark mage woman bore half the fault, as well. The woman, Johann had never learned her name, but he remembered her face and features clearly, as if the image had been burned into his mind in a moment of rage and desire for vengeance, had taught him valuable lessons. He had underestimated her, and that had been the reason why he had lost. He had granted mercy to a defeated foe, and that was why he had lost. He had been too weak to resist her attack, and that was why he had lost. He felt anger stir inside his chest, swiftly rising to his throat, but another fit of coughing was swift to put an end to the onset of turbulent emotions. He would repeat his own thoughts to calm his mind and ease his agitation, over and over again, and whenever he felt the sickness threaten to overwhelm him, his cold, though unseen rage serving to keep him sane in this instance: He would heal, and then, he would have his revenge. With everything he had to give, he would take back what was rightfully his, and he would exact vengeance.

    For the time being, though, such daydreams were nothing more than that. He could barely stand on his own, let alone fight with any degree of efficiency approaching his regular self. The Ambassador knew that he had to focus on getting better first, which was why he had agreed to venture here in the first place, despite his state. The earlier he could rid himself of this venom, the earlier things could resume back to normal. He would let his gaze wander over the inside of their carriage with half-closed, weak eyes, too distracted with his own illness to notice the change that had befallen the other person beside him. He had mixed feelings about the Commander's presence. In truth, he was quite grateful that Amalie would undertake this search for a cure to his state with him, but he also found himself conscious of the fact that, how he was holding himself right now, he was not exactly much of a help to her, and indeed, presented more of a troublesome responsibility that needed constant attention and care. He hated the fact that he was helpless. A strained voice would speak up once more, sickly words, with some effort, forming a somewhat consistent sentence. "I'm ... sorry that I am ... ahhh ... that I am such a burden to you ... at the moment". He didn't know what else to say to her, it wasn't like there was much more he could say, either way, another cough cutting him off. He hoped, with as much optimism as he allowed himself to spare, that the cure to this ill would be found quickly.



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    Post by Amalie on 3rd September 2020, 5:49 pm

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    Amalie tried not to let her emotions control her expression, although it wasn't easy. Hearing him sound so strained, to sit there in this weakened state. It rattled her completely. Johann had always been her rock, powerful and self-reliant, who rarely needed any aid when it came to matters of strength. And when he was hurt in the past, he had always recovered so quickly, his magic healing his wounds and washing away the worries for his physical state. But this was the case this time. The suffering lingered and with it Amalie's evergrowing anxiousness and distress. Even though they were doing something, it didn't feel like enough. She wanted to do more for him, to ease his pain. "Shh," She began softly, "You could never be a burden to me." She continued. She would pause, her eyes examining his face, her emotions pulled at her tongue, encouraging her to say more. "Johann, I-"

    However as quickly as she began, she would stop, noticing something rather unorthodox at this moment which caused her attention to be suddenly drawn elsewhere. They had been on a path through the Neutral grounds, a very carefully planned and calculated one. And according to those calculations, they shouldn't be anywhere near their destination yet. So just why was the carriage coming to a stop? Amalie would feel the wobble of the vehicle as it came to a juddering halt. Confused, she would turn in her seat, peering through the shades to talk to the driver, who it would seem had gotten out of the front seat. It didn't make any sense, they were on a derelict road right now, there were no crosswalks, traffic or reasons why they would stop. And if the driver needed to stop before, he had always let them know. "One moment, I'll just go see what the hold up is. Rest easy, okay?" She told Johann, climbing out of her seat and opening the carriage door before closing it softly behind her. Stepping down, she would peer around, trying to see where the driver had gone. She walked around to the front of the vehicle, noticing a peculiar lack of persons anywhere. That was strange, she couldn't see the driver anywhere. It didn't help that the roads were surrounded by a fog that seemed to be thickening. Normally in these moments, Anima would have been able to sense if something was wrong, but she had no connection to Anima right now. All she had to rely on was her gut, and something was telling her that they needed to get going. "Johann, something odd is happening, I think we should go. I'll dri-" Before she could finish her sentence, the air around her would erupt. A series of loud bangs as gunshots rang into the air, instinctively Amalie flinched, recoiling from the loud shots and clanging as bullets slammed the carriage sides.

    "JOHANN!" She cried out, before turning towards the fog that was currently hiding her attacker. The shots were plentiful enough that if they had hit they would have done a lot of damage. But they had missed, which told her that the purpose was to scare, not to kill. Bandits perhaps? Reaching for her hilt, she would draw Goldbrand, pointing her gun into the fog, her eyes darted towards the source of the fire. She couldn't fire any of the magical rounds right now, but fortunately, the gun was still functional and she had pre-loaded it just in case. Randomly she would fire two rounds, the sound of agonized cries alerting her that she had been successful. This wasn't very reassuring though, they were not only under attack, but they were under attack in the Neutral grounds. The one place that their magic had no effect, but this didn't make any sense. No one should have known about this, only Sivvy. Was this a random robbery, or had someone been watching them? The fact that she heard both bullets make contact, told her that they were vastly outnumbered. The firing would stop followed by a pause of tense silence, during which she would wait, gun still at the ready. “Who are you and what do you want?” She called out assertively.

    Then a whistle rang out and a metallic object soared through the air, the thin and cylindrical object landing a few short metres in front of her. Her eyes widened at the sight of it, and before she could move out of its range, the canister exploded. A blinding spark erupting, the force of it rocketing her against the carriage and thus winding her. Her gun slipping from her grasp and sliding underneath the carriage out of reach. The area erupted in a cloud of thick green smoke that would waft over her. She quickly covered her face, but not before accidentally inhaling a small amount. Within seconds a wave of nausea would wash over her, and she would feel momentarily disoriented. The sound of footsteps told her that her attackers were charging towards the carriage, and she looked up watching as they broke through the fog. Ten, no, twenty, more even came forth, so many just for one carriage. This was no raid, in fact, the moment she spotted the men she knew immediately who was behind this. Aside from the gas masks that covered their faces, they dressed exactly as she would remember them. The dark leather jackets bearing The Company emblem on it’s back, a skull sporting a golden crown, with angelic wings protruding from either side and tribal markings along the skulls’ jawline. This was Charle’s doing.

    As the first man reached her, she would sidestep him as he swiped at her. Straightening, up she would lower her hands, holding her breath as she adjusted her stance. With a swift jab, his nose would crack loudly and he would keel backwards. Wasting no time, she would shift her balance onto her front foot, and send her other leg flying forward straight into his crotch. The result of which was him crumpling to the floor. It was at this point that another gang member would manoeuvre himself to her left side, attempting to angle behind her to restrain her arms. Before he could do so, however, Amalie would thrust her elbow back into his throat with all the strength she had, causing him to wheeze severely. Her ice blue gaze would dart over to the other side of the carriage, widening in horror as she realised that the men had thrust the door open on the other side and were closing in on her significant other.

    “JOHANN! NO!” She cried again, a mistake on her part, as the act would prevent her from foreseeing the thick boot aimed at her gut. The kick striking her with such force that she would bowl back into the guy who she just elbowed, allowing him the chance to wrap the arm not clutching his throat, around her own neck. She reached up, forcing herself backwards, she would slam his body against the vehicle. Using her weight to pin him in such a way that he would be forced to release his grip. She would slide out from under his arm, darting towards the carriage door in an attempt to reach Johann. Only to find another set of bodies move in front of her and block her way. Ferociously she continued, using every means at her disposal to try and push past the group. Punching, kicking, scratching, biting, relentlessly in the hopes of stopping them from getting to Johann, but at present, the odds were not in her favour.




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