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Post by Jayr Byrne on Feb 9, 2011 19:49:27 GMT -8
I just couldn't stay away
Finals had been killer, day in and day out Jayr had been consumed with the endlessness of studying and projects, and just plain seclusion to herself. The troublesome chore it'd come to be known as absorbed her lifestyle and enblazened a maddening anti-social persona to herself. Once that was over she'd moved back to Santa Barbara to enjoy her family for the first time in what felt like ages. Mother was bearable, for what felt like the first time not worrying, not stressing, not panicked about the fact that she hadn't explained where she was going, in fact she seemed somewhat sedated. The ever grinning disposition of her father showing his inclined fancy even after the shot of sedatives was found earning him a day full of shifty eyes quickly abated by mid-afternoon when she had gotten used to mom not jumping on him.
Today she was back in long beach with an invigorated sense of being, the weight of finals dismissed from her back and the ambition of the Student Liberation Front rolling in her mind excitedly. While things hadn't worked out blatantly so well as to be bragged about she did see great leaps forward as far as their actions. A number of students had dropped out of school or disappeared who had otherwise incurred riots in the school. The police squads had broken that much up, public scrutiny on the other hand had pressed the invisible hand to pass judgement unto the others. Exactly as she'd hoped for, so today was the first step, motioning to get back into the fray be that good or bad. She was strong enough to deal with it.
Dressed in her navy colored tight jeans, taut leather jacket that showed the pins of both the SLF and her Eclipse Dragon patch she'd walk down the sidewalks of #259 making a click and a clack in her studded high heels. Books pressed to her chest behind a left arm she'd sway as she moved toting the lazy right arm at her side wishing she could indulge it in carrying a large coffee to give her that extra kick to her step. She'd come round the curb separating the parking lot and the front steps that led from the courtyard up to the main building.
"Didn't think you'd show your face around here any time soon."
Jayr would smile brightly turning her attention upwards to the smaller student hanging off the top step lightly, for once her face alight with a sense of compassion rather than fretful concern as she glimmered back.
"I missed you too Jess."
Jayr would smirk pleasantly coming to stand about as tall as the tiny girl despite the step difference between them. She'd quickly take the time to make her way up the steps and incline her head downward at an angle attributing the girl's shimmering eyes as a thoughtful response just short of a hug.
"So did I miss anything while I was being a big nerd?"
Jayr would continue grinning stupidly as Jess led her down the halls filling her in on the recent declination of activity in the school and the other events of recent activity, enough to keep her up to recent events and the sort. Of course there were still things to be done.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Feb 11, 2011 3:10:19 GMT -8
OOC: If there is any issue with the mentioning of the previous "meetings" please let me know and I can edit with ease."Of Course There Were Still Things To Be Done." Many things.
Many things needed tending to.
...Like, figuring out who this "Jayr" character was.
The first encounter was by chance over Twitter. Tight as a clamp and hard to get info out of. The second time was... well, online. Again, by chance, wandering about the more popular IM chat rooms that 259ers tended to frequent. The spread in time between the two "conversations" showed this Jayr to open up ever so slightly while revealing bombs of information.
...Captain of Public High School #774.
Fascinating.
"Unfettered" was hugging his waist, his right elbow resting on the crook of his left arm, propping up his right hand to rest his chin on. He had on his white t-shirt, blue jeans, black sneakers, and black belt. Hair was tied back into a pony-tail for intent of the sake of his hair. There was little reason not to wear his Nazi eye-patch over his left eye socket... as much as there was reason to not wear, to which the former he opted for. Pants pockets filled with small little things, the German looked as he normally would...
...But with one added addition:
"Ambition" was "sheathed" on the side of "Unfettered's" belt, albeit somewhat uncomfortably.
The weight of the bokken was draining, but the choice to have it refined had worked wonders on the tool's quality. It had taken three weeks for it to be mailed back from the company in Germany, though every now and then, "Unfettered" wondered if he shouldn't have sent it in to Mr. Seran's corporation to try for a discount---a rude gesture that he decided against, given Mr. Seran's already gratuitous generosity.
Musing to himself, the German walked past two girls, only to do a double take and turn around, jaw slacking, eye scrutinizing the two for a moment, before continuing his walk. In immediate hindsight, the German realized he'd walked past two very attractive ladies, much to his personal chagrin to not ogle at them subtly for a few seconds longer upon the approach---guy mentality.
A girl with blond hair was approaching to walk by the German's right side and a strapping young fellow with buzzed black hair and tired undertones was about to make a pass by his right in the hallway. Raising up his right hand for a second, he opted to stop the tired looking fellow, who immediately halted, looking at the German in recognition, while the girl continued on."'Scuse me.""No prob. Sup?""Ze two girls walking behind me..." pointing backwards to the duo who were seven feet behind him now, "...Are zey anyone of note?"The fellow stared at him."...Hellif I kno', man.---Hey, man, do you blaze?""Unfettered" frowned at the apparent stoner---unaware of the blond girl who had looked back at the German for a moment at his question, but who then opted to continue walking.
...Apparently, if the German had opted for the girl, he might have actually gotten a name, as he found himself instead shrugging to the fellow."Erm, nein... No veed here.""Hehe... 'veed.' Funny accent dude. Sounds Germa---whoa... Dude, wassup with the eye-patch?"...And then the fellow recognized the swastika symbol on the eye-patch. And slowly began to recognize the fellow standing before him if by mild reputation. Giving a sudden curt excuse, the stoner began to walk off, his expression unreadable.
Meanwhile, the girl from before waved at the two lasses... perhaps out of recognition?
OOC: Kinda didn't have a way to justify them meeting each other outright without extreme B.S... feel free to RP the blond girl NPC to your advantage for the thread or what have you. ---And thank you for being so patient. ^_^;;;
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Feb 11, 2011 9:39:23 GMT -8
Encounters of the Third Kind
Being a nerd, her? That was laughable, enough so that Jess even broke into an obvious state of mock laughter she simply leaned into Jayr letting her head rest against the girl's shoulder gently before rebounding back upwards.
"You yeah thats funny, but no, things have been rather boring around here I got to admit."
Jess turned upwards at the slow meandering pace noting that Jayr was grinning cheek to cheek, her attention drawn slowly on Jess down below.
"Aww you missed me."
Jayr would bounce jokingly so not minding any attention to those walking in their general direction.
Opposite them walked another familiar face. Blonde wavy hair, an attire that'd make any head turn with its torn up bits she made a fashion statement every which way she went. Dylan Cross, fresh from a party scene the weekend before. Stumbling in her way through the hall she'd only jostle upright to notice Jayr and Jess walking in the halls to which she waved at them.
"Hi guys!"
Her voice exclaimed while body moved into something of a jog in their direction, it took only a second for Dylan to realize that Jess was flinching, her face grotusly contorted. Jayr however much brighter.
"Dylan HI!
Dylan would be jumped as Jayr glomped her, apparently something smaller as well being dragged in the hug as Dylan felt a short person in her side kicking and squirming uncomfortably.
Jayr felt it too, the kicking and squirming that was. She only tightened her grip around Jessica's collar and was granted a bit of levity as Jess stopped kicking but rather crossed her arms and pouted not enjoying having been dragged into the hug with Dylan.
"How've you been girl? I totally missed you."
Jayr said exciteably parting the hug and resting a palm on her hip gingerly awaiting the reply.
"Oh you know, this and that."
Oh yes she knew, Jayr grinned not having been to the party scene however knwoing just how well and how quickly she bounced back from these sorts of long nights.
"Dude, wassup with the eye-patch?"
Eyepatch? Jayr turned instinctively, with such began the stare-down between Dylan and Jess. Though from Dylan it was much more of an idle smile.
Jayr saw what the stoner kid was referring to but more of a back than an actual profile diagnosis of an actual person. "Unfettered" was his name right, or at least his profile name for that matter no real persons name could be "Unfettered". Regardless her movement took flight starting off a bit at a run stopping to justle at a jog motion before stopping to reach and tap his shoulder gently, all of which took place in a short moment of a few inches.
The light tap on the shoulder would be pursued by her merely letting her hands trail behind her back and standing innocently with a smile.
"Hey are you "Unfettered?" about time we met right. haha"
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Post by "Unfettered" on Feb 13, 2011 1:46:24 GMT -8
"Vell..." "Hey are you "Unfettered?" about time we met right. haha"Watching the fellow from before back-peddle off, "Unfettered" felt the tap on his shoulder with an option to abruptly turn around or to hesitate and then turn around more steadily. Opting for the latter, the German smiled to himself, turning his face downward for a second before turning about to face... "her."
Pocketing his thumbs so his fingers clawed out towards his thighs, the German's face was in clear view with his hair (mostly) tied back into a ponytail and with raised brows as his lone eye took a moment to acknowledge the next few seconds."...Miss Jayr Byrne..."Less of a question...
A second and a half and his brows had relaxed and his voice considered her as carefully as his right eye did."You are ze are von from ze recent 'Giant Knights' incident."'And Student Captain of Public High School #774.~'
With an overly dramatic sweep of his right hand, "Unfettered's" right foot took a step back as he rested his forearm about his waist. Bowing to hip level incredibly obviously, "Unfettered's" curious smile was as consistent as the red swastika on his eye-patch."I am as you recognize."
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Feb 13, 2011 11:08:09 GMT -8
A bit more than expected.
The boy turned, eye gartered behind the eye patch he'd mentioned before online. She'd note its emblematic resolve finding herself a bit surprised with its connotations. That was the Nazi's right, but this guy didn't exactly resemble a Nazi for that matte awhile his actions on the chat network made a bit more sense now at this point asking about racial background. She felt as though her original ideal of him changed though not too quick to pass judgement or make initial statements unnerving him or making this situation nervous to any extent.
"...Miss Jayr Byrne..."
"Yes thats me,"
She'd grin amusedly again noting the bickering of sorts from behind her and managing to edge her way a half step to her left to obstruct the two girls behind her making a little bit of a scene fighting.
"You are ze are von from ze recent 'Giant Knights' incident."
Giant Knights? She cocked a brow speculatively not exactly knowing what he was referring to exactly. She'd never been a part of anything that had anything to do with knights. Much less giants. Then came the graciously large sweep of his torso into the large exaggerated bow. A bit of the formal sort this one was. She'd smile, a tinge of red leveling into her cheeks. She was ashamed to be raised to a pedestal of that magnitude, a simple handshake would do.
"I am as you recognize."
"It iz a pleasure to finally meet you, fraulein."
She'd lower to a bow as of sorts but quitting it halfway and raising up instead and offering a hand to shake. Perhaps not the most elegant way of putting things but she hope that it spoke more about her than simply indulging in the glowering bow.
"Its nice to finally meet, but I'm a bit confused as to what you mean by 'Giant Knights'?"
She'd linger for a beat waiting complacently for his reply or perhaps a deviation of sorts.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Feb 13, 2011 15:10:31 GMT -8
Sarcasm & Nostalgia Paying a small amount of heed to the two girls behind Miss Byrne as she confirmed herself, "Unfettered" nodded in acknowledgment at the subtlety to which Miss Byrne... obstructed his view of the two. Polite. However, as he was bowing at the time, the German had no chance to notice any change in facial color. At most, he noted only the small draft of wind as she attempted to reciprocate his obviously overly done bow. His polite but sarcastic gentlemen nature humor was not as easily picked up by her as it was by Miss Vespyr. Taking note of this without any change in his demeanor, he smiled quietly still before an abrupt chuckle took him.
Taking her hand as he erected himself, the German shook it with a mildly softer grip then his normal, re-measuring and re-gauging as he attempted to put Miss Byrne's profile together more accurately."Its nice to finally meet, but I'm a bit confused as to what you mean by 'Giant Knights'?""Oh... you do not remember?" "Unfettered" asked, raising his brow. Granted, the most he saw of her in this incident was brief as he was otherwise distracted, but... then again, he could have been wrong. The few people who were actually doing anything of substance were quick to divide themselves and matters unfolded rather rapidly to take note of any real detail.
"Unfettered" shrugged, smiling and nodding in acknowledgment if Jayr did take note or else just smiled and laughed quietly as he pocketed his hands. That curious smile was on his face as he gripped the objects in his pockets with suspicious sensitivity."I'll be to ze point. You are a character here, at 259 vith hold of some influence. Ich am curious as to your standing and what position you currently are in."Pausing a beat, he again nodded, taking a step back with a more curt bow of his upper body---a slight humbling to himself."For myself... Ich vas the former leader of the gang, "Militia," und currently intent on placing myself as Student Captain of 259... or at least serving whoever can help me achieve mein means."...Betraying himself a few nuggets of information, the German had evidently decided to see if Miss Byrne was a potential risk worth investing in.~
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Feb 13, 2011 15:44:37 GMT -8
Sorry to say
"Oh... you do not remember?"
He'd pike up with the speculative question, of course she hadn't merely replying with the innocent and even blank stare back in response while cogs and wheels turned in her head recalling the event. Though she could understand now why she was confused. He used knights as a plural while she'd only seen one. Regardless she'd resume in innocently scratching her head and replying with the very same smile not trying to appear air headed to someone she'd just met and probably would want to make a good impression on.
"That knight, ah yes that'd be me."
Again smiling innocently grinning slightly.
"I'll be to ze point. You are a character here, at 259 vith hold of some influence. Ich am curious as to your standing and what position you currently are in. For myself... Ich vas the former leader of the gang, "Militia," und currently intent on placing myself as Student Captain of 259... or at least serving whoever can help me achieve mein means."
She was a character here? That was an interesting remark, lest noted as one of interest. Jayr would merely tilt her head in speculation as to what he was referring to, her right hand idly coming to a nook and resting on her hip lazily while her left hand came up to writhe through her hair and rest at the back of her scalp massaging int gently.
"Am I not just another student like anyone else?"
Perhaps she was playing this a bit dumb, it wasn't intended from her perspective but thus came with the earnest belief that she was indeed no Hellenistic figure who came in to save the day, nor lead an empire of sorts. She was just another student wanting to perform her own very role. Of course she took note of his inclusion of the gang but she'd never heard of it so it truly meant very little to her.
"If theres anything that I am it is founder of the Student Liberation Front."
That was something worth mentioning was it not. The weight of a newly formed organization despite much viewed it as just another gang much like her very own members. Though at its core it was the replacement for the pillars. Though now with the realization that Unfettered was aiming for that position it would perhaps change things, almost instantly.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Feb 16, 2011 21:59:53 GMT -8
Proof of Potential
~Soul & Ambition~ "That knight, ah yes that'd be me.""Keke..." Letting the lid of his eye lower subconsciously slightly to bring emphasis. This was the first clue to "Unfettered" as to her style of humor. Purposefully innocent while playing herself up... a positive bit of feedback on her personality, however small and minute it was at the moment---thoughts that would obviously be dwelled upon hours after this conversation."Am I not just another student like anyone else?"Jayr's reaction to "Unfettered" was interesting, even if not totally unexpected. Female students of 259, particularly those of a more logical disposition, always tended to space themselves off in their views as far more humbling as well as factually philosophical. No, that wasn't quite accurate. While it would not show on the German's face, the sudden spiritual similarity in Jayr's words were akin to that of a one Mitsuki Park.
He would only grin, the German's thoughts tucked away deep into his being."If theres anything that I am it is founder of the Student Liberation Front."There was a good beat of pause as "Unfettered" confirmed that little fact. The German's awareness to the Student Liberation Front, the SLF was known to him on only the most shallow of levels. What he did know was that it was one of the largest surviving gangs/factions in 259 if not the largest, consisting primarily of people recognized on his compiled list of P.o.P.'s. Their disposition remained unclear to the German, however... but if Jayr's disposition meant anything, it put this situation as a whole as potentially favorable.
Twenty-one seconds."...It iz. Und makes sense," the German began slowly, drawing himself to pivot and look to the left, hands remaining pocketed. Collecting his thoughts and his words carefully.
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The smile faded slightly, as "Unfettered" looked to the side, seemingly see some scene before him play out as he prepared for a massive conversational segue (though, unlike it's definition would suggest, would not be smooth in its transition at all, save for the pause)."'Student: ist a learner, or someone who attends an educational institution.'"A very basic definition.
The German would turn to her smoothly off of his heels as he pulled his hand out of his pocket, morphed into a fist. Gingerly, he held it between the two of them as he slowly opened his fingers. "Soul Ring."
Gently, but very visibly in his hand, the ring tugged toward's Jayr. Lowering his head to angle it so that he would be looking at Jayr's face with one extremely up-looking eye, he would shake his head, grinning."You und Ich may both be students, but it does not mean we are normal. Miss Byrne, especially of ze two of us."Erecting his posture, "Unfettered" quickly pocketed his ring, shoving his hands back into his pockets as he'd start walking a half circle around Jayr to her left, his right. His eye never leaving her face."You are strong. Intelligent. Cunning. Capable. More zen likely possessing more potential zen Ich. You are probably one of those who can dodge bullets, but Ich need nein ring to tell me all of zis.~"The half moon of a more prodding and probing smile took to the German's face as a seeming weight appeared to hang over him. Many experiences compacted into just a few years. High school years. Observation of how Jayr held herself, how she acted, her natural charismatic draw for other people... while with no concrete evidence to support his words, the German wanted to rely on gut for this."Have you... ever questioned how you are so physically capable?"
"Your speed? Your ability to think?"
"...Do you know of... Qi?"Again pulling his right hand out of his pocket, "Unfettered" would quietly form it into a pointing finger which he would extend to poke Jayr very slowly, very deliberately in the left shoulder. It would be difficult to see for others, but for Jayr... she would see a weak, invisible flame slowly grow out of the German's finger. All while this was happening, the German's left hand had reached to grip the hilt of his bokken carefully.
...But if Jayr let herself be touched by the weak invisible flame...
If.
Perhaps she would find that the flame would grow, capturing her whole body, but no harm would come to her. Feelings of enthusiasm, warmth, invigoration could take hold of her. Maybe her blood would flow more freely then before, maybe that she was more full of life then if the little flame were left to die on its own. Wrapped in a cloak of her own capacity of potential.
And if slow, the German's finger would retract silently only to be pocketed again in his hands, staring at her with admiration.
A twinkle in his eye.
OOC: By Leon's rule, base statistics are affected first by an outright multiplication, then addition of item statistics, then subtractions if any... and finally, percentages.
- "Unfettered" used "Rally" on Jayr For 2 Charisma!
- Jayr's Overall Statistics Increased By 20% Each!
No Items, Just "Ambition" & Soul Ring
"Unfettered's" Base Statistics + Items
Strength: 50/60 - 32 = 18
Dexterity: 35/60 - 24 = 11
Constitution: 60/60
Intelligence: 60/60
Wisdom: 60/60 + 7 = 67
Charisma: 60/60 + 3 = 63 - 46 = 17 x 1.05 = 18 - 2 = 16
Undistributed: 12
Unspent Charisma: 5
Affected Rally Targets
Jayr Byrne's Statistics
Strength: 85 x 1.2 = 102
Dexterity: 106 x 1.2 = 127
Constitution: 96 x 1.2 = 115
Intelligence: 76 x 1.2 = 91
Wisdom: 90 x 1.2 = 108
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Feb 18, 2011 13:55:16 GMT -8
Birth of Potential
The Germanic accent was hard to follow but none so hard to follow as Jayr paid notice to details running the words over twice in her head getting a feel for them, at the very least getting close to it.
"You und Ich may both be students, but it does not mean we are normal. Miss Byrne, especially of ze two of us."
She understood what he meant by that, she expressed abilities beyond what another student might be expected to have shown in her time here. However she still held true to the fact that it made her exempt from the rules, exempt from natural law as it may insist. It only made her more strongly tied, the greater the power the greater the responsibility.
"You are strong. Intelligent. Cunning. Capable. More zen likely possessing more potential zen Ich. You are probably one of those who can dodge bullets, but Ich need nein ring to tell me all of zis.~"
Her cheeks grew a rosy hue tinged at the hint of the compliments but of course she still felt the fire of hatred roll beneath her skin. Why hatred perhaps? It was more the fact of misunderstanding, she didn't want to be tempted with the ideals of being superior nor did she like it when people themselves hoisted others on the shoulders of those who worked for such. If that made any sense at all.
"Have you... ever questioned how you are so physically capable?"
"Your speed? Your ability to think?"
"...Do you know of... Qi?"
She'd move to open her lips and speak but was beaten to such as he continued to run along his train of thoughts, this time embodied not in the ushering of words but rather the essence of motion. His hand moved a pointed finger, one to which she anticipated as threatening but the motion was slow enough that her eyes abated away from the tip and back to his eyes.
A flame, not one in physical form but one in the presence of her inner self, her inner faith rose. She could feel her body numb and grow with a tingling sensation of fire. She could feel the embodiement of her Qi take shape in fire as well as it mirrored "Unfettered's" own flame before solidifying into a solid plasma armor that sealed around her. In her right hand the shape of a spear in the left a hulking shield each displayed with artistic designs. An angelic sound around her entirely as it played.
"What? What is this?"
She could feel the wavering in her breath as she'd never felt her Qi this powerful before, she'd never imagined herself this powerful before. It stood against everything in which she'd grown to know and while it scared her, the fire inside told her this was good. That she could do all what must be done with this.
Pyre's Blaze in Effect 1/19 Post Sol's Dictum in Effect 1/5 Post Gallant Knight in Effect Jayr Byrne's StatisticsStrength: 85 x 1.2 = 102 +115 = 217Dexterity: 106 x 1.2 = 127 +19 = 146Constitution: 96 x 1.2 = 115 +24 = 140Intelligence: 76 x 1.2 = 91Wisdom: 90 x 1.2 = 108Charisma: 160 x 1.2 = 192
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Post by "Unfettered" on Feb 23, 2011 17:48:43 GMT -8
OOC: I know he says to fill out the form later, but if it can be filled out now, that would be great.
Also, I apologize for the pacing of this, but given the seeming count-down to your Qi, along with the conjunction of Leon's thread and this one, I figured a more frantic pace would be fitting. Can edit if need be.What Indeed "What? What is this?"Smiling. Even a little laughter, but mostly smiling, the German looked as the little spark of energy blasted forth into an inferno of incredible power. A fountain of potential that was known as Jayr Byrne. This meant he had little time, as Leon's ruse was to begin soon, if it hadn't already. Quickly, the German shot out a hand with a pen and a survey.
---And had taken a step towards Miss Byrne, closing the distance in an instant to awkwardly close, 'til she could feel his breath on her face."Zat. Ist. Power. Necessary power. Ze power to defend."
"An evil is approaching. Leon Sudeki has begun a test of strength, in ze courtyard. Ich have begun a petition for change," handing her the paper and pen directly... before he'd back up.
A knowing, cunning smile on the German's face which resolutely ironed itself to one of utmost seriousness."Ich vish to challenge ze government. There is little time for explanation, but please take ze survey."
"...Leon und Ich both need to see your resolve."
"Go to him."Opening his eye suddenly in realization, "Unfettered" quickly reaching into his pocket and grabbing a pen and paper, the German scribbled a number down before handing it to Jayr, with an added smile."Mein number. Call later tonight, if you are still conscious."
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[b][u]Ideas/Goals For PHS #259 (Optional)[/u]:[/b]
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Feb 23, 2011 21:18:55 GMT -8
True Potential
"Zat. Ist. Power. Necessary power. Ze power to defend."
To defend? She felt her knees buckle, not with the sense of weakness but the sense in that she didn't know quite well enough how to control this all at once. Her very hands were shaking with the intensity of it all.
"An evil is approaching. Leon Sudeki has begun a test of strength, in ze courtyard. Ich have begun a petition for change,"
She knew nothing of good verses evil, there were always gray areas and all she knew of this Leon was that he was a behemoth. Her hands tightened intotight fisted palms, her Qi essentially channeling through her centering at her core till the flames around her died down the burning intensity still livid in her eyes lip quivering trying to focus it entirely. But she was focused enough to hear the words necessary. Change.
She'd listen intently to him still balancing the power as he noted that they needed to hear her resolve. Leon and him? So did that mean this great evil wasn't Leon? Or that Unfettered wasn't necessarily a change for good. She quivered at the thought.
"Mein number. Call later tonight, if you are still conscious."
Jayr would flash a daring glare to her side eying up Unfettered quickly as though it was a challenge. Gritting her teeth she'd form the glare into a grin.
"I'll manage."
Her hands buckling and taking off into a quick sprint. She was the Gallant Knight.
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