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    Beaux
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    Post by Beaux on 16th December 2019, 12:24 am

    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
    Job: Free Form
    Post Word Count: 1,054
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    Muse: 10/10
    Music: Catching On
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    Active Spells: Spell 1 (Duration: x/x)
    Beaux swung his staff forward, meeting his enemy’s weapon halfway between them with a sharp clang. The two struggled for a moment before metal sheared off metal. Beaux had tossed aside the enemy’s weapon and kicked them in the chest, sending them flying off the roof the two stood on. Only a faint thud and a cry of pain signified their harsh landing on the street below.

    The angel used his staff for support as he looked around once more. Or, perhaps it should be said that it was her staff. Beaux was currently in the form of the angel Praeclara. This form was certainly a formidable one, though by appearances, one wouldn’t assume that to be so. The female angel donned skimpy armor and her massive golden wings stood out among the battle. The staff in her hand was glowing white at the tip. Sharp metal glinted off the bladed edges threateningly.

    In the rooftops and streets around the Major General, the Knights under her command battled on. They were in conflict with a gang of hooligans that had been causing some trouble and harm in Clover Town. The place was chock full of legendary mages who were in retirement. Their lavish houses lined the lakebound city from bank to bank. Many had monuments or statues in their names and held regular meet-and-greets for fans. The city was always lively and bustling.

    Beaux and his subordinates had been called to Clover Town to investigate some horrifying and mysterious circumstances. A few of the residing mages had been found tied up in their homes with both eyes missing right from their sockets. Only the most powerful retired mages seemed to be targeted - ones who had the strongest magic. It was a truly awful thing to experience, which Beaux had done a lot of. He was the one, along with his Sergeant, who had interviewed the victims. Many had said that a man had suddenly appeared in their houses and stolen their eyes. It hadn’t seemed to be a bloody ordeal, as all of the victims’ eyes had been cleanly removed. It was if someone just… scooped them out. It was certainly the most odd situation Beaux had ever seen.

    Shortly after, the Major General had sent Corporeals with a group of five privates each to various posts around the city. As night fell, the pods had waited for any sign of the criminals in charge of the eye theft. Should any one group encounter them, Beaux and his larger squadron would head immediately there to lend assistance. It had been about 6 AM when a sharp call had come through the lacrima radio network that the Knights were using. “General Phacelia! We’ve caught sight of the culprits near the Desert Rose Bridge! Send assistance immedi-” the voice of the Corporeal had been cut off by the radio being knocked from his hand. The larger squadron could head the sounds of battle coming through the radio and headed at once to the area.

    Upon arrival, they had leapt immediately into battle. Beaux had switched to Praeclara’s form immediately, the golden woman being one of the best defensive forms he had access to. It had been a surprise that there seemed to be more dark mages participating in these crimes than just one man. Perhaps the victims had been incorrect.

    The opposing mages fought hard and dirty. All sorts of tricks had been used against the Rune Knights, and Beaux found that many of his subordinates were knocked out of the battle. So far no deaths had occurred, but the fight was young.

    The Major General ducked as she heard the approach of a projectile. An object came whizzing over her head, coming to land on the next roof over and exploding in a splash of water. She whirled to see a snickering dark mage tossing two more water balloons in his hands. Beaux couldn’t tell if it was the guy’s magic or if he was just there to cause trouble. She ducked again to miss the second balloon.

    Golden wings began to glow with a blinding light that reached out and burned the face and eyes of the water-balloon thrower. He let out a yelp and dropped the balloon in his hand, leaping from the roof to escape the pain. A glowing residue was left on his face as he ran away, crying from the pain. It would continue to hurt him for a while longer.

    Beaux looked around and noticed that her magic had burnt a few surrounding enemies, giving her allies a chance to gain the upper hand. Sergeant Blue came clambering up the side of the roof, his majestic warhammer in hand. Once he came to stand beside the temporarily-female Major General, he stopped for a moment to catch his breath while the two observed the battle around. Roy Blue was a man in his late 50s and had participated in many a war, which had worn down on his body. Despite his tough past, the man still fought with a vigor that even some 20 year olds lacked.

    “Major General,” he began, taking one last deep breath. “Corporeal Rosser said he may have seen the leader of this group. They’re over Desert Rose Bridge and north by a bit. Would you like to pursue it?”

    “Yes,” Beaux replied, her voice light and airy but with a stony edge. “Let’s find the head of these délinquants and end this battle before too many people are disturbed.” Roy nodded in response. “You keep a hold on things here, I will head to the other group alone.”

    “Yessir! Or, ma’am?” Roy said, confused. The Major General let off a shrug. “It doesn’t matter in this form. Good luck, Sergeant!” With that, the elegantly clad female angel took to the skies. The golden light of the morning sun reflected off her wings, the feathers shining like they were threaded with metal. Beaux skimmed low over the rooftops, crossing the stream that ran beneath Desert Rose Bridge just a little upstream. As she drew closer to where the leader was, she grew a little apprehensive. Battle still scared the angel after what happened with Sanguine. She was always worried that another enemy would be so strong that they would bring her near death once more.
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    Iris
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    Post by Iris on 5th January 2020, 5:58 am

    At first, his brainchild seemed to be one of the better things he'd thought of and accomplished in a long while. He'd been spending so much time as a serious assassin that Iris just wanted to let loose, go back to his old hobbies, let off some steam. Clients for Hidden Blades were so...anal. And not even in the fun way! When jobs came through, they almost always had strict rules for how the task must be done, what it must look like, what the aftermath should be. No mistakes. No deviations for the deviant. Very few of those dossiers he took allowed room for any eye reaping. So many nice ones he'd lamented, wasted because it would give away his identity perhaps, or would alert the wrong people that it wasn't an accident...even worse was that no one ever saw him in all his beautiful glory. Or in these cases, her glory. The only time Esper could take any enjoyment in touching a mark for her own devices was if she needed to fool them or lure them, and even then it was in disguise, letting someone else's beauty to the work. Feh! Only on the bodies that had to be completely gotten rid of by any means necessary could the eyes actually be snatched from, and those were few and far between.

    In short, his day job was: No beauty, no fun, and no eyes. But hey, lots of vice money!

    The cosmic being's compulsion to acquire new pairs of eyes had reached a fever pitch in the past few weeks. Even a walk to the bar had him nearly dragging people into alleys to relieve them of their sight. What stopped him? Honestly, habit. Even when he wasn't in Hidden Blades and was simply Iris Esperanza, he still thought like he was Esper. Despite all the personalities he could easily switch between with a change of the eyes, it was the hardest for him to separate and change between his two lives. It was only after he realized he wasn't the masked and anonymous Esper that should draw no attention that he wanted to go for it, but by then the target was gone and the mood was ruined.

    The day before, Iris found himself nearly running out of Errings Rising's castle foaming at the mouth, nearly going mad to satisfy his hunger. The space dust was generally a masochist, but when it came to this obsession, he was steeped in dark sadism. His ears ached for the screams of surprised victims. His hands trembled in anticipation over what magical secrets might be locked within, what colors he'd add to his rainbow assorted rows. Clutching his eye scooper with obvious intent, he pondered where to go. Since he had only a few moments to steal away this week, he needed to make his new additions count. Clover Town might be full of retirees, but they were powerful ones. Generally, Iris had a distaste for the geriatric since aging eyes tended to attract nasty ailments and milkiness, but it had come to his attention that there were quite a few that weren't as old as one might expect. Instead, they were just worn out, either crippled in battle or their bodies failed early from the abuse of their power. Those would be his targets. The ones with crisp, clear vision trapped in now inadequate bodies, but still possessing all the potential they'd had in their younger years for him to harvest. Getting these would soothe him. They'd also make him stronger, which would, in turn, one day translate to his razing of the magic council and the reclaiming of his own stolen eyes.

    No, the irony that one of the things he now enjoyed most was the very thing done to him that ruined his life did not fail him. He just didn't care.

    His first trip was solo. It was a wild and ravenous romp, using his newly acquired stealth skills to break into houses and snoop for the right people. Some he passed over, not out of the goodness of his heart, but because they weren't worth it. Missing eyes. Ruined eyes. Disgusting! He had half a mind to burn their houses down, but he risked missing out on the ones he really wanted if he attempted to cleanse the blemish from the population now. In and out of houses he snuck, and the ones with the prizes within went off without a hitch. A little rope, a firm grip, professional wrist twist and POP! he had his new pretties and plopped them into his jars, snuggling them away into his dimension of goodies. One perk of the aging population was their hard of hearing since those he did enucleate screamed such horrific symphonies that he thought he might not be able to contain his euphoria. After he was finished, he had some places to go and people to meet to make the best of the high and his descent from it.

    However, like the draw to the drugs he took to keep unwanted thoughts away, the success of his haul the night before lured him out again Clover Town. The first night only whet his appetite. He'd get them all this time, but there was a slight hiccup. The members of his real identity's guild were drawn to chaos like moths to a flame. His thirst was so palpable that they followed him in droves as if he was the captain of their destructive platoon if they actually listened to rules and authority which they decidedly did not. Still, Iris was a chaotic being himself, so he could use the cover of their general attack on Clover Town to get the rest of the peepers. Maybe the commotion would draw even more victims for him. Good thing he was flexible~

    Indeed, it did draw out fresh blood. Rune Knight blood. While he was all for having his real face and name be infamous throughout the land, he wasn't sure he wanted the police to know it so well. And while he knew he should use the battle between them and his insane posse to leave without a trace...he just couldn't. He'd been having a lovely night and an even lovelier morning until the trash showed up. Few things enraged the easy-going Iris more than the lapdogs for the Magic Council. Decades if not centuries ago he'd been among their ranks. He'd been a good soul that wanted to help humanity, keep it beautiful and thriving. He'd seen the best in all of them and swore to protect and love them. But they betrayed him in the most intimate ways, twisting and changing him forever. The more trash he could set on fire, the better.

    Finding dark humor in his choice to stay, he chuckled at his cleverness. Yes, he'd wear his old Rune Knight armor for this fight. Black water bubbled from his pores, coating him and hardening into his black knight's armor. Would anyone recognize this once heroic form? Was the painting of him still in the hall of legends? Tapping into his old strategic knowledge from being a general in the old days, he waited across the bridge for the general of this pod. If they were still trained like they used to be, it wouldn't take them long to locate him and the degenerate group that had joined him. Water formed a matching spear in his right hand. Iris was ready for a fight. All the blood he'd spared earlier would now be spilled in a gorgeous display if he had his way about it. As a glow came streaking into view slightly overhead, he grinned beneath his helmet and raised his weapon. When the feathered being was in range, he launched the spear at her with impressive strength and speed, then finished up by forming a water lance in his hand for the ensuing battle.


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    Post by Beaux on 6th January 2020, 9:21 pm

    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
    Job: Free Form
    Post Word Count: 479/1,533
    Job Word Count: 2,845 Total WC
    Muse: 10/10
    Music: The Edge
    Items Used IC/OOC: Item 1, Item 2
    Active Spells: Spell 1 (Duration: x/x)
    As she had soared across the bridge, the angel was peering around cautiously. Various thugs had been running and fighting below but there seemed to be no sign of the larger group that contained their leader. The Major General had circled once and begun to descend when the blinding flash of sunlight off of metal impaired her vision momentarily. In the few seconds it took to blink the vivid afterimage away, there came something launched from the ground at incredible speed.

    The only warning Beaux got was the slight whistle of metal through air. The moment the sound reached her ears, the elegant angel tucked her wings and rolled through the air to the left. However, the movement didn’t come quick enough. Sharp metal collided with the golden skin of her thigh, reflecting the weapon to the side. Glowing flesh flickered and felt like a hundred bees were buzzing along it where the attack had landed. The vibration let Beaux know that the ethereal skin of Praeclara was wearing down and couldn’t take too many more heavy attacks.

    Wings pumped furiously as the angel attempted to right herself in the air. The unexpected barrel roll nearly made her careen into the side of a building. Beaux flew up and circled before spotting the assailant. In the center of a group of delinquents stood a tall being. Menacing black armor coated every inch of them, even a large helmet with a purple ribbon plume attached to the top. In their hands, the enemy held another spear, likely to be launched at the angel soon. Beaux couldn’t see any features beneath the tremendous armor, not even through the opening in the helmet which the person saw out of.

    The Major General flew to the middle of the bridge and landed gracefully on the cobblestones. The flowing lace half-skirt attached to her armor blew gently in the wind. For a few moments, silence occupied the space between the Rune Knight and the thugs. Both sides eyed the other, looking for weaknesses and movement.

    Beaux tilted her staff forwards to point at the opposing group. “I am Major General Phacelia of the Rune Knights,” the female angel form called out across the bridge, her voice loud and commandeering. “We know what you’ve done to the citizens of Clover Town. You are under arrest for violating the laws placed upon Fiore by the Magic Council. Surrender peacefully and you won’t be harmed.” The Rune Knight hoped she looked intimidating enough standing alone against the whole group.

    Rays of sunlight shone from the horizon, warming Beaux’s back and giving her a feeling of confidence. The light illuminated every part of her, giving a glowing halo to her majestic wings which were fully outspread. It was a sight to behold. The radiant angel braced herself for attack. She didn't expect these hooligans to give in easily.
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    Post by Iris on 6th January 2020, 10:20 pm

    Feathers.

    He wasn't sure why, but even in this moment of rage and bloodlust, the sight of the wings and feathers sparked some sort of memory. He stood frozen in his attack position. For once, the vain being was grateful for the dark helmet he'd donned, so his expression would remain mysterious and dangerous to his angelic foe despite his face showing that he'd been distracted. A few blurred memories of a drunken night, some kisses, lots of chocolate, a fight in the street? He'd been with someone then, someone with wings. They'd been forced apart by a crowd and that was all he barely remembered. Just wisps of a day filled with happiness and contentment. The letter 'B'. Waking with a single black feather in his hand, which he still carried around like Cinderella's glass slipper.

    But this couldn't be the B with the inky black wings. This was a she, bathed in gold. Quickly, he buried the memories and thoughts and returned to his unapologetic attempt to murder an entire squad of Rune Knights, starting with their general. "General Phacelia~ of the Rune Knights?" he called back, voice tinny from inside the watermade metal. A deep, dangerous giggle followed. With a sweep of his black armored hand, he motioned to her as if to dramatically present her to his unruly band of dark mages. "So the rule makers have sent a beautiful top dog~. Aren't we special~?" his voice lilted to them tauntingly, bringing up a roar of cackles and hungry threats of violence. "Darlings, how do we feel about the Magic Council and their laws for the land? Anyone up for being arrested~? Bound in chains~?" he flirtily inquired next, rallying his own troops, which were actually more like feral dogs. They growled and howled, all protesting the system and proudly professing their rejections of such notions in monologues no one listened to. "Well, what does Errings Rising do to people like General Phacelia and the Rune Knights?"

    That was all it took to whip the rest of his guild members into a frothy frenzy. Some blasted past her back over the bridge and some swam over the stream to aid in the fight with the other Rune Knights. Some stayed behind to directly go for the angel that directly threatened them, though Iris had little doubt they'd fall quickly. Some of this lot were strong, but none were particularly disciplined. ER was a chaotic place that had become a haven for insane and twisted mages. He knew full well a lot of the ones who came today were fodder. Not many cooperated with each other or even seemed to pause for strategy. They flew by the seat of their pants, thinking that simply having deadly spells was enough to kill their foes. Iris couldn't fix stupid, nor did he care enough to try. It was enough effort to keep the Combat Department's members trained and in proper shape for Hidden Blades.

    Once enough of his comrades had fallen and blood perfumed the air, Iris finally dashed into the fray. Hopefully his attack from earlier had damaged her enough to make this fight interesting. It'd been a long time since he'd fought someone this way. Combat for the space dust these days was much more sneaky and straight for the kill. Efficiency and secrecy were top priorities. But here, he could play. Let loose. Be a little sloppy. Yes, he intended to kill her, but he hoped General Phacelia would be able to hurt him. Iris wanted to enjoy himself, wanted the pleasure from taking blows meant to kill and basking in the quivers through his body that his alien brain registered as reason to release the chemicals that made him feel oh-so-good. For someone like Iris, a super masochist, pain was very thrilling. Intoxicating. He licked his lips with anticipation. The Black Knight drew in close to the angel, lance jabbing outright for her chest while the fluid plumage of his helmet revealed its watery second nature. It'd try to wrap around any part of her it could get, acting like a whip. In this case, it sought not to hurt, but to keep her on a leash. Keep her close, perhaps. Force the two to fight in close quarters, where the attacks would be hard and fast and relentless...and deliciously torturous. "Please, stay close, little birdy. You're too pretty to admire from afar~"

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    Post by Beaux on 6th January 2020, 11:52 pm

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    Angel Boy
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    As the echo of her words faded out, the armored knight seemed to be frozen in place. Not a soul moved. Beaux wondered if the suit of armor had become uninhabited somehow.

    Just as the silence was becoming oddly long, a voice rang from within the black metal. It had a metallic echo to it, but still could be heard clearly. The voice purred out taunts and insults as its owner gestured to the dark mages around. The gathered ones began to hoot and howl, becoming restless with bloodlust like a dog at the end of its chain. They raged and pulsed as if they would burst from where they stood at any moment.

    It was Beaux’s turn to stand in frozen silence for a moment. That voice… Something about the way it purred and drawled with a sultry tone. It was familiar. It sent a chill down her spine, not just of uneasiness at the familiarity but something more raw, even lustful. The angel was shocked and horrified by her own reaction. How could her body be reacting in such a way to an enemy? Not only in the middle of battle, but towards one who was inciting violence in an innocent town? Beaux felt disgusted with herself.

    The Major General couldn’t keep standing still. The black knight had released the delinquents like a pack of attack dogs. They spread out to join the fray, some even making it behind the angel to where some of her comrades had approached to lend aid. Beaux lashed out with limb and spear, injuring some thugs while just subduing others. She wasn’t one to kill willingly, but if it was a matter of life or death it must be done. A gruff looking man ran at her swinging a large hammer. The Knight simply knocked him clean off the bridge with the butt of her staff.

    Suddenly the Black Knight was just feet away from her. Where he had come from, she didn’t know. His lance shot straight for her heart, but the angel’s staff clumsily knocked it to the side. The sharp weapon speared right under her armpit, slicing the underside of her right arm as it went.

    Beaux breathed heavily. Blow after blow had been chipping away at the ethereal skin, lowering its protective ability bit by bit. She had to get away for a moment to transform into a different angel. Heavy strokes of golden wings propelled her into the air.

    The General didn’t make it too far though. Like a lasso, the ribbon plume atop the black knight’s helmet whipped around her midsection. It seemed to have a mind of its own. The grip was too strong to break by force of her wings. Beaux was yanked right out of the air and slammed down into Desert Rose Bridge. Cobblestone shattered and crumbled at the impact.

    Beaux felt the effects of the golden skin fizzle out. She had to transform now, before her enemy made another move. Soreness spiked through her body as she raised herself to her hands and knees. Golden hair and wings began to change in color. Skimpy metal armor faded and was replaced by a pair of black pants. Breasts and hips faded into a more stocky structure. Beaux stood up from his crouch, eyes warily scouring the black knight. He was male once again. Long white hair fell from his head and deep red marks stood out against his pale skin. The wings he bore were much larger than the previous, dwarfing his body.

    Without hesitation, Beaux lunged forward. He wasn’t entirely confident that he could win against such formidable armor, but he had to try. The General owed it to his fighting troops around Clover Town. A clenched fist collided with the side of the ebony chestplate while bony wing bones battered at the dark knight’s shoulders. Beaux grabbed his enemy’s helmet with both hands and gave a rough twist as he pulled it towards his own head. “Is this close enough for you?” he snarled at the expressionless helmet, adrenaline pulsing through his muscles.
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    Post by Iris on 7th February 2020, 4:03 am

    Iris was delighted that his helmet's plume had managed to snag the pretty birdy to keep her from flying away. How could he possibly draw more of that pretty red blood from her if she kept trying to take off? Though he hadn't foreseen her smashing into the bridge as she had, the winged being seemed to be alright. Being tethered, however, caused a more instantaneous change to adapt, a change that the space dust found very interesting indeed. All that shimmery gold and skin disappeared and suddenly there was a man in its place. "Oh~! That's a fun trick!" the knight nearly giggled, of course drawing parallels between them. It wasn't often if ever that he'd come across someone who could shift their human body and gender as he could. Was the General not of this planet as well, or was this a common trait of a more divine being? Either way, a shiver went down his spine, and unlike the angel, Iris would embrace the lust he felt for his enemy. Perhaps it'd even fuel him on. More blood. More pain. If this now handsome man could get through his armor, perhaps he'd earn the chance at something a little less protected.

    When the rugged man lunged forward in a somewhat primal attack, glee echoed from within the helmet. Iris was sorry his armor endured the angels punch, only rewarding him with a metallic ringing sound inside and none of the pain he craved. "Actually, you could be so much closer~" countered the suggestive male inside, the percussion of tiny wing bones on the black metal serving as a soundtrack. As hands came to grip his helmet in an effort to wrench it off, the dark mage admired the pulsing biceps and triceps for a few fleeting moments before reaching a free arm up to smack them away. "Not yet, my lovely. You've got a lot more work to do before being rewarded with my beautiful face," the man taunted, taking a step back. Remaining close like this was no time for a long, cumbersome lance. It turned back into crystal clear water, circling around him as if awaiting his command.

    It'd been a long time since he'd used this magic. After the loss of his original eyes, he'd lost access to it due to memory degradation. Despite being alien, he'd been on Earthland for a very long time; centuries, in fact. When he and some of his kind first came to this rock, they'd encountered a people with a water affinity and made their home among them. They shared knowledge and integrated. Iris had befriended a dragon of the sea that was kind enough to condense some of her magic into a lacrima so he could protect these people from a growing threat to the East. In the end, it had hardly done much good, but he had cherished this magic. Some soul searching he'd done recently in attempts to find his arch-enemy had reminded him. While using the armor he'd used in his legal days was familiar, it came with its perils. The bad memories almost made him want to lock it all back up, but perhaps a little rage would come in handy here.

    "You will have to come at me much harder than that, Rune Knight," the Atlantean scoffed, all but spitting out the last of it, "It's a bit too quiet for my liking. Maybe our screams will compliment each other, should you be up to the task." With that, the water formed about six thin needles and flew at the angel, the Black Knight following close behind with metal fists flying.


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