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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@rosebriaroferinn
Reblog if you give permission for other characters to:
Hate yours
Be rude to yours
Become your character’s enemy
Be willing to attack/fight yours in a plot
Develop a bromance or platonic relationship
Have or receive UNreciprocated feelings with yours
Team up with your character against others
Otherwise engage in non-romantic interactions
Headcanon
((It takes a certain amount of energy for a Milletian to return to the Soul Stream on purpose. If a Milletian dies, the body and objects that the Milletian had with them are not transported, so it is easy for the soul to return. When the Milletian is reborn and returns to Erinn, the previous body will disappear, as it is used to form another body for the Milletian. Unfortunately, this often results in the Milletian losing any items they had with them. As most Milletians are strong, this does not happen often. Rosebriar, though not as strong as many, is often quite cautious and tries to stay away from powerful enemies.))
Reblog if you are perfectly fine with multiple people replying to your open starters.
"Planet: Earth. Country: Japan. Current Location: the Hinata household. Or at least, under the Hinata’s household," he rambled pointing upwards at the ceiling. As I mentioned before, you’re in our base."
The frog pushed his glasses into place and motioned for her to follow him. Not that she really had a choice in the matter if she wanted the book back. ”Erinn? That doesn’t ring any bells.”
"Earth? Japan? Wait, I'm on another planet?!" How was that even possible? How was a spell like that invented? Not that she knew much about verbal spells, much less ones in the Fomorian language.
Still rather shocked, Rosebriar didn't notice for a moment that Kururu had started walking. Hastily, she snapped out of her daze and started following. "Erinn is where I come from. Or at least, after I arrived through the Soul Stream. I'm not sure where I was before that." In Erinn, this information was common knowledge.
"Hmph, that’s certainly interesting. I don’t think a mage has been seen around these parts in a few decades," he replied, tilting his head in thought. The Pekoponians weren’t always welcoming to those different than them.
"I’m Kururu. Sergeant Major of the Keron Army. Kuku, I specialize in inventing and generally being smarter than everyone else~"
There were no mages here? And what was the Keron Army? Just where was she?!
She thought that the 'being smarter than everyone else' part was rather arrogant of him, but she wasn't really in a position to argue, since he had already rendered her incapable of movement once, and she really wasn't eager for it to happen again. Besides, there were more important questions to ask.
"What is this place, anyways? I've never seen or heard of anything like it anywhere in Erinn."
The Keronian grinned widely, laughing into his hand. That had been too easy. ”Without knowing anything about it? Ku, I’m not stupid. I’m sure using the spells in it willy-nilly will result badly.”
Even so Kururu released the girl, holding the book under his arm. ”And before we even get to that, kuku, perhaps you should tell me who you are.”
He just...released her? Well, she couldn't complain. And she supposed telling him who she was wouldn't hurt. It was probably a better idea than trying to attack at this point. After all, he had the book, which might be her only way back. She really didn't want it to get damaged.
"I'm Rosebriar, a mage who specializes in healing magic, though I know some basic elemental magic as well."
"Tch, knowing what you’re talking about has nothing to do with intellect, brat," he scoffed. Kururu crossed his arms in an almost bored manner. In seconds the arms had her in their hold. "I can assure you I’m smarter than you."
He smirked victoriously at the girl as another arm proffered the book. ”What’s it look like? I’m capturing the pest that waltzed into my base unannounced. Without proper introductions or so much as a ‘pardon me’. Ku, not that those would help you anyhow~”
His base? How was she supposed to know that? She hadn't come through the entrance, after all.
Rosebriar fought back tears as she struggled, trying to break free. She had no idea what he was going to do to her, and she was too weak to purposefully return to the Soul Stream. "Wh-what if I teach you how to use that book? Then will you let me go?" She was fairly desperate now, since she knew that he most likely wouldn't be using the book for anything good. But if she tried to attack him with her magic, who knows what he'd do.
Fomor? Milletian? Kururu rolled his eyes behind his glasses. ”If I wanted someone to spout gibberish at me I’d go bother Sarge.”
The frog followed her gaze to the book. So that’s what brought her here? A book? Full of spells it would seem. Now, the damage he could do with something like that. ”You really should be careful about what you let slip, kuukuku~”
With a push of the button several mechanical arms shot out from the walls. Most aimed for the girl, snapping pincers as they stretched out. One went after the book.
"If you're not smart enough to know what I'm talking about, then you probably can't use that book. Besides, that one spell alone nearly drained all of my Mana, and I have a lot more than the avera - What are you doing?!" Rosebriar pulled out her short sword in an attempt to block the mechanical arms, but in the weakened state she was in after the spell, it was no use.
He quirked an eye ridge just so, staring in open amusement. ”Kuku, if you don’t want to fight then why draw a weapon? Clearly that’s an invitation to bring out one of my own~” With that he pulled out the little white remote he carried everywhere, finger poised over the button just in case.
"If not your will then whose? As far as I can tell no one else is here with you." There was no way anyone else could be with her. The hallway was completely deserted with nowhere to hide.
"Well, you're a Fomor, aren't you? And anyone who knows anything knows that most Fomors would attack a Milletian without so much as a second thought." Rosebriar had never seen something like the thing that the creature was carrying. It didn't look like a sword or bow... Was it magical?
"It was that weird spell. I should have looked at it more closely before I used it. Figures something in the Fomor language would do something like this." Speaking of the spell, where was the book? Looking around hastily, she saw it on the floor a few feet away. There was no way she could get to it without letting her guard down. She'd have to wait until it was safe.
"Damn brats. Tch, no appreciation for my creations. Kuku, if they realized the time and effort spent into making them…" The yellow Keronian kicked aside a piece of metal, frowning at the latest (failed) machine.
Everything had been going as planned, the invasion underway again, but then those Pekobrats had to go and find the one weakness. Not that it was entirely their fault. He had let it slip there was a fault in the assembly mainly so he could sit back and laugh as the plan literally blew up in Keroro’s face. Only he had been counting on at least two days worth of damage before they did. Not two hours.
He turned away from the mess deciding to leave it for the others to clean and sauntered off towards his lab. New modifications could be made and tomorrow the machines could wreak havoc once more. He laughed to himself with a smirk. Oh what fun they were going to have~
Rounding the corner he was surprised to find someone in his way. Someone who was decidedly not one of the usual humans that snooped about.
"Ku, and what have we here?" He sneered in distaste and annoyance at the stranger. How the hell had she gotten in here. "A little lost don’t you think, kukukuu~?"
Rosebriar flinched as the small...whatever it was, came into view. He clearly wasn't a Milletian or a Tuatha de Danann, so, as far as she knew, that left only one option. A Fomor.
"Ah! Stay back! I don't want to fight you!" Mostly because she was afraid of getting hurt. He was small, but that didn't really mean much. Imps were small too, and they could be very powerful. Sure, she could always return to the Soul Stream, but doing that on purpose took a lot of energy. Energy that she wasn't sure she had at the moment.
To prove that she was serious about being able to fight, she pulled out her Ice Wand. She really didn't want to use her sword, since that would require getting close to the creature, so magic it was.
"...And yes, I am lost... Though not really of my own will."
i’m going to go ahead and do an IC Pokemon giveaway!! RP BLOGS ONLY.
reblog this if you want one in your inbox, delivered by serena (as an errand from a local foster center in kiloude). i’ll be using a random number generator to determine species and shininess, so you could get something really awesome (and it could be shiny)!
this will stop at like 300 reblogs or maybe not at all. im bored as heckie.
Rosebriar looked at the spell book with interest. It appeared to be very old and worn. "May I take a look at that?" she asked the merchant politely.
"You touch it, you buy it!" the old man snapped.
Rosebriar sighed. Well, it was only 1,000 gold. "I'll buy it then, I suppose."
Twenty minutes later, and Rosebriar was sitting under an apple tree, reading the book. The first thing that caught her eye was a spell for precise teleporation. That would certainly be handy. If it worked, she wouldn't have to rely on Moon Gates or Mana Tunnels any longer. Interestingly enough, it was a verbal spell. Those were rare these days. Spells these days generally only required mental focus, and perhaps a couple motions of the hands. Well, she might as well test it out.
Upon reading the spell, Rosebriar immediately felt her Mana being drained immensely. The last thing she thought before the spell took effect was that she had definitely heard some of those words before.
~
Rosebriar awoke, throbbing with pain, and, with some effort, stood up. She didn't recognize this place at all. It certainly wasn't Tara. Hearing a sound behind her, she quickly turned around.
((I tried to make Rosebriar with this.))
WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
"Earliest...Wait, but I'm not a Human! I guess you mean earliest memory? I guess that would be coming to Erinn through the Soul Stream. I'm pretty sure I had a life before that, but it's all a blur. I can't seem to recall anything from it."
