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((I'm thinking of deleting. Not for any dramatic reason, but I've slowly lost my muse for Jade and as much as I love the old codger, I've got other accounts with a lot more activity and end up ignoring Jade for weeks. : |a
I'll be sad to lose this name though XD))
"Yeahâ-it was instinct." Cielo was glad that he didnât really have much of a face to make a facial expression. Heâd been told by Gale he was a terrible liar and the fact was the shriek came from the pain of growing several feet, losing a few joints and other things in the span of a few moments.Â
The Turner breathed deeply, doing his best to ignore other instincts coming to mind. There was fresh meat and flood flowing beneath his claws. It was dead, he could eat but this was human. He wasnât a monsterâ-he wouldnât allow himself to be but damn if it wasnât difficult when there was so much of it. "But eh, he." He began to laugh nervously, turning his head to Jade. "Youâre handling this pretty well bro. Last time I turned in front of a human I think I near gave the man a heart attack." Step off the bodyâ-slowlyâthatâs it. Good boy. He thought to himself as he moved away from the corpse, merely levitating in the air.
Jade looked him over, more curious than anything. He kept his distance, adjusting his glasses before he moved forward, towards the new being.
"I try to take everything with a grain of salt." Not to say the change wasn't surprising. After all, Jade hadn't seen this kind of thing often- at least not to that degree on a human. He had watched the world move, seen people disappear into thin air, and others transform into hideous beasts through obsession and enablement. Transformation of an ally in battle, so long as the ally did not turn on him, was something Jade found interesting more than frightening.
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"Well, this is unexpected."
   âOh? Would that be a good or a bad thing?âÂ
"That remains to be seen as of yet- though for now, it's a pleasure to meet you."
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"Well, this is unexpected."
Cielo let out an over dramatic sigh, swiftly moving from one enemy to the next. âObviously they be jealous! Two good looking guys compared to their ugly mugs,â honestly it was the Turnerâs fault he got hit by the sudden shock of wind, the fomicry spell powerful enough to send his body through a tree.
A low, rumbling growl could be heard through the rumble, a form staggering up admist the dust. âAll rightâ-now youâre asking for it!âÂ
 Cielo lifted up his head and let out a piercing shriek, the rogue fighters wincing as they held their ears. The Turnerâs now demon form flew quickly at the men, grabbing the neck of one in his foot, easily crushing it. He growled, fingers on one wing flexing before a bolt of lightning shot through it, striking another down. âWhere do you think youâre going?!â Chasing down the final fleeing member he got ahead of the rogue, spinning clockwise so the sharp edges of his wings cut through the human body.Â
Jade let out a laugh at the other's word's, spear spinning in a circle before he slammed the tip into the ground, blades of wind slicing through the air and cutting into more before sending them off.
When the man was sent flying, Jade turned to look for him briefly before his attention flipped back to a man aiming for his head. The shrieking made the man vulnerable, but Jade couldn't do anything, covering his own ears and hunched over in pain from the noise. He ducked as a rogue spark hit the man he'd previously been fighting and then looked to face the other, spear receding into his arm finally.
Rubbing the tragus of his ears, he sighed, smirking somewhat.
"Well, I'd say a little warning before the noise would have been nice, but there was a battle to be taken care of," Technically a moot point, he supposes.
 "Well, this is new. Friends of yours, Ceilo?"
Cielo made no movement when Jadeâs weapon materialized. He had seen weirder things in his life and this was no time to gawk at an impressive skill. His mind and body were in full fledge fight mode, the soldiers training that had been pounded into him for God knows how long keeping him emotionless. "Nah, these people ainât from the Embryon. Donât suppose ya recognize them?" He shifted his weight, glaring at the group for a moment, sizing them up. "Soooâ-how about ya guys be smart and go after ya buddy, kay?" He waited, letting out a soft sigh before shaking his head.Â
 With that he charged forward, blade in hand as he went for the weak links, hoping he wouldnât have to resort to his demonic form.
To be honest, they'd been cropping up all over the place and between the replicas, the peace treaty, and everything else since Eldrant, Jade had no time to inspect every new group that claimed itself an enemy of the empire. Half the time it was a small group of rouges that didn't get past the Border before they were scattered. If this was one of them, it was certainly a sign that Jade needed to pay closer attention.
The first man went down to the butt of Jade's spear, another to the blade, and a glyph circled Jade's legs a moment later.
"O violent Torrent- Splash!" Floods of water slammed into bodies, sending another two of the attackers careening away like ragdolls.
"Whoever they are, they certainly don't seem to like us."
"When is the last time you slept?"
Jade resisted the childish urge in the back of his head, mostly uninhibited by lack of sleep but stopped by that last bit of common sense in his brain, to mimic her.
"When it was last necessary." He rubs the bridge of his nose, then his eyes to clear away the fatigue trying to harass him to the nearest soft surface. Said surface was a human, and would likely not appreciate a sleeping Necromancer on her. But right now, he had work to complete, file, and send, trainees to process and sort, and a madman on the loose somewhere in Grand Chokmah.
"Are you concerned?" Thereâs some mocking in his tone, but the smile is too tired to complete the illusion of sarcasm.
Legretta felt like giving the guard a good death glare. Jade had enough reports as it is, and is practically refusing to sleep. The last thing he needed was more reports and stress. âOkay, thatâs it. You out,â Legretta almost growled as she pointed at the door giving the guard a glare. âYou are going to bed now. I donât need the stress of civilians seeking shelter at Daath because you couldnât stay awake to do your damn job. I will do all this crap that people keep sending you, but you will go to bed. No ifs, ands or buts.â
The blonde didnât really care about him per say. She was mainly doing this for herself. Daath was usually a place of refuge when it came to murders or war. They would take in civilians all over Auldrant and protect them until the situation was taken care of. Legretta had heard of the murder that was running around in Malkuth, and the last thing she wants was random civilians taking over Daath because Jade was too tired to take a hold of the matter at hand.Â
Marcus stayed where he was, looking like he was deciding between death and dismemberment. Either Jade would come after him for incomplete reports or Legretta might actually erase his existence somehow. Deciding he would rather deal with Jade, as his temperament was actually more docile these days, the soldier slowly backed out the door and Jade gave a low tsk at her.
"Scaring off my men now? If you wanted me alone, all you had to do was ask." Though he's sure making enough jokes would cause Legretta to actually shoot him point-blank. He'd deserve it, too.
"I'll take a little nap and you won't have civilians break down the cathedral doors, hm? You won't have to threaten any more of my men, either."
hesaidonlyoneword-run:
shot on the tail bone?Â
Bludgeoned to death on top of my head?
Stabbed in the elbow?
stabbed right the in center of my chest!
Shot in the head
Stabbed through the bellybutton, back, and knee
Stabbed in between me toes�
shot in the back of the head.
well.
If a mole I was born with counts, then I was shot in the gut. Ouch.
stabbed in the knee and left thumb? oh okay.
Stabbed in my ring finger. I imagine it would be the jealous ex-lover of my past selfâs husband (or wife?)
My cousin has a huge birthmark on his big toe. I wonder what happened there.
~Mulan
I was stabbed in the buttâŠâŠâŠ..
In my ankle?
shot/stabbed in the chestÂ
Owie
As far as I can tell, my leg must have been utterly destroyed.
stabbed through the leg
Would you mind reblogging this if you are a roleplay blog?
//: I would be very grateful if you do
Cielo narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up at the sky for a moment before he closed them. He took in a deep breath, listening carefully for a moment, numbing out the Necromancerâs words as he concentrated. Inept men meant they would be sloppy, quick to make mistakes and charge in. Those that he was hearing now, minus their own, were quiet, stealthy, yet their heartbeats were no less heightened from adrenaline. Their scent was also quiet different from Jades, from these lands so likely they hadnât been here long. That all rounded up to just about one thing and while Cielo wasnât the brains of the Embryon he wasnât stupid.
"Not worried about the ones that be screaminâ. Not yet." He growled out and with a quick turn and a twist of his wrist one of the knives at his waist was shot out into the woods, loud cursing being heard from behind the trees. "Fuck! Weâve been spotted!" One man growled out, wearing a foreign uniform as he charged at the two travelers. "Donât bother runninâ. They got us surrounded." The Turner stated calmly, in a tone that made it clear that he was certain of the fact before he withdrew another knife and quickly moved forward.
When Ceilo stopped moving, Jade assumed it was to inspect something and slowed his pace, but didn't stop. Much as he was all for getting the boy off the field, he was hungry and was looking forward to the cafe. However, the concerned note made Jade finally pause, and the overwhelming feeling of being watched finally settled over his shoulders.
The knife shot out and whoever was hiding in the bushes was injured and fleeing, though Jade merely made sure to keep an eye on his surrounding as the forms of enemies closed in. The spear sealed into his arm materialized into his hand in a flash of light and Jade sighed.
"Well, this is new. Friends of yours, Ceilo?"
     âRest in bloody pieces.â
"I'm impressed. That range is usually reserved for Fonic canons, and never with that kind of precision."
"You've been out for days. I was worried you were dead."
"If only it were so." Jade had made some semblance of presentability. His hair wasnât a mess of bedhead, he was wearing warm civilian clothes, and at least with a mug of tea in his hands, he didnât feel like like grim reaper was sitting on his shoulders. Though, masking the paraffin wax-like quality of his skin, the dark circles under his eyes, and his slow movements were all indicators that the last week heâd spent out of the public eye had all been under the illness.
"Iâve been beset by something determined to root me into my own bed," he gave her a somewhat weakly lopsided smirk. Painkillers, anti-nausea, seeing a Seventh Fonist earlier in the week, and drinking enough water to drown St. Binah itself seemed like rolling a boulder uphill at this point. "Luckily, I have enough of a green thumb to separate myself occasionally."
Heâs too tired to think about whether or not the joke makes sense.
A thin brow draws down and she looks at him sternly, uttering promptly; âDonât joke about that.â Said in all seriousness. ââIt could have been much worse." Oddly, she does not chide him in the way that she does towards Luke, but itâs still said with hints of warning and something akin to concern. "Anise has been worried about you."Â
Pausing at that spot, preventing herself from speaking more than needed, twinned arms draw against her midsection and she soon finds herself sighing, a sigh that rises from deep within her lungs, expelling the concealed worry. âYou were lucky, you know?â Lips press into a frown and her shoulders relax to a certain degree, balancing hips off the side of a nearby table. ââŠStill, how are you feeling?â Eventually adding, with a softer tone in contrast to the prior austerity.
He smiled wanly. He remembered, now, that Tear was not one to joke about such things. She preferred everyone alive- it was who Tear was, and her duty as a Seventh Fonist. At the mention of Anise, the smile tugs at the corners of his lips again, then slips away as he leans back into his chair, sipping at his mug.
"Mm, she worries about me more than I do." She never admitted it, just as Jade never admitted his worry for the young lady nor his watchful red gaze over the rest of his motley brood of children. He takes in a breath, then releases a wet sigh, leading into a cough, directing it and the following ones into the crook of his arm.
"I'll survive," He mentioned after he'd recovered. "I don't get sick often, but when I do, it tends to hit me harder than normal." Growing up in the deep cold of the silver city made you immune to many illnesses associated with cold and wet weather, but sometimes, those little things got caught in Jade's system and festered, growing until they could be noticed. By then, they were big enough that they put Jade out for a while.
Sleep it off
'I'm sorry to hear it Colonel, I wish I knew more about medicine to help you.' staring at the man, he honestly didn't know what to do, whenever he got injured or sick he either slept or Farah healed him.
'Maybe we should take you to a doctor or get someone to cast a healing arte on you Colonel.'
Jade chuckled, "Don't we all."
His knowledge is mostly in corpses and unless he intends to becomes one, he doesn't have too much expertise to share.
"I suppose a doctor would help," He's been confined to his bed too much to think about leaving the house and getting to a fonist. "Though moving around is enough of a hassle." He managed a small grin at that.
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((Apologies I haven't been around yet again. A careless doctor worsened my situation, and prescribed me a medicine that gave me serotonin syndrome so I've been recovering again. I have enough of a mind to get to replies for now, so I'll get to what I can. Thanks to all of you for being patient.))
