This is New (Bloodline)

[Allison Kazim]

Branwen.

She had a name. Ali could feel the fire of his own passion and conviction. He truly seemed to have cared about her mother. She wondered if that was what had drawn Branwen in. After studying him for several seconds, the redhead nodded, reaching out to touch the red spirals without looking at them.

"Thank you."

[Leon]

Allison Bloodline Qi Unlocked

With the red spiral Allison can currently make up to 1/2 her energy stat in people immune to status afflictions or negative effects.

Michael would nod.

"Of course."

[Allison Kazim]

A million questions buzzed through her mind as Allison felt the energy surge through her, the feeling of a part of her she didn't know had been tucked way brought to light. But two, in particular, stood out to her the most. One she wasn't sure if she was ready to ask, but the other could provide hope, or crush it.

"Was she a refugee at the church, or somewhere else?" It felt odd to ask, to keep pushing. But she did. It was easier to know what she'd need to fill the hole than just leave it open for someone else to do more damage.

[Leon]

"At the time, it was only Lucifer, Gabriel and Myself, the church was a long off dream. We had our refuge within the shadow of Mount Olympus like now."

[Allison Kazim]

Just the three of them, then. Allison nodded, knowing the sense of refuge in a world where you were the small ones. She worried at the inside of her cheek at the explanation before decided to go through with her next question, painful and awkward though it was.

"So is this going to be it? Just one and done, 'by the way, I'm an archangel and your dad'? Or...?" Her left toe lifted slightly so the weight could rest on the toe o fher boot as she spoke, squashing the internal war within for however briefly it could be. It felt odd, asking if she was going to see him again, but if this was part of who she was, she wanted to know. He wasn't demanding ot be a part of her life or take over it, and it was too elaborate of a scam to be wasted on someone like her.

[Leon]

Michael would look at her and take a deep breath.

"Twenty years is a long time to not be part of something that I should of been. You have your own life, there are likely people who raised you, also likely they are better parents than I could be, or have been during those times... I personally would hope this was not the end, the it of our interactions. If that is what you want then this would be the end of it."

[Allison Kazim]

He was aware fo it, then. Allison nodded in silent agreement, approving the fact she didn't have to break down the situation as she saw it in regards to whatever or whoever he was to her. He would stop here, if she desired, but in truth, ti wouldn't change much other than an extra ability. Right?

Only it would, because now she knew. Was everything she accomplished in her life the result of everything she'd done to get this far? Or was it because of some divinity in her blood that brought favor her way?

She nodded and stood straight again. "Since we are of the same understanding, I would like to continue for now."

[Leon]

Michael would nod.

"Very well."

He would inspect the wheel she had created, it was more of a symbol but they showed up like that sometimes.

"Already a powerful ability, impressive amount of potential. Seems you grant protections to those around you against curses, or afflictions. My Halo can grant divine Fire in the form of a sword to those who wear it, among other things. When the time is right the 'Wheel' you conjure will evolve."

[Allison Kazim]

Ali turned her attention towards the red symbol. Not so much a ring as he had first described, but it seemed normal enough to note without being concerned. She took it for what it was; her own opinion once she felt it for herself.

The fact that it was a protective spell caught her interest. She was working on a way to help heal those closest to her in the heat of battle when support mages may be hard pressed, but this was different. It was something she could offer, even if it wasn't something learned. Again, she felt the waver, but she pushed it aside as Michael explained about the flaming sword his title was known for. She nodded in understand.

"So then it will grow with me." It was an observation more than a question. However that growth may be. Power, worthiness, or anything else. It would be something to test.

[Leon]

Michael nodded at her observation.

"It is possible it will simply get stronger, or obtain brand new powers."

Michael would swipe his hand across his halo destroying it. His armor, wings, and the glow of trust would vanish. What was left was a blond man with some grey hairs, standing in normal clothes, robes that looked like old 260 style clothes.

[Allison Kazim]

She nodded, accepting her hypothesis. If her ability to protect those around her in battle grew stronger with her, that was hardly something to complain about. The curious thing would be if she developed more, and what that would mean on top of everything else.

And just like that, the illusion of an archangel was gone with a simple gesture. The halo destroyed, armor and wings no more. Even the youthful glow had vanished, leaving a man who seemed almost ordinary in Michael's place. The wave of suspicion she'd been pushing back rode through full force as she found herself speaking with someone twenty years older, as if he were the age one might be now if he truly was her father. Moreover, the very obvious clothing that spoke of times passed.

"I assume this is what you'd look like now if you weren't an archangel." She raised a brow, blinking once to recover from the moment of surprise as it vanished from her expression.

"You were originally from 260?" Or did he merely have business there that required subtlety?

[Leon]

"Before it was known as 260 yes. When the idea of mana and mixing ethereal flows and energy to create specific qi effects became an idea. It was when I discovered the Penta Kuklos, when I reached for my halo. This is my true form."

Michael hadn't looked like this for quite some time as he inspected himself. Gripping the air with his hands and running them through his hair.

[Allison Kazim]

That was some time ago, indeed. Her gaze flicked over him as she waited for Michael to adjust to his new form. Given how he kept running his hands through his hair and touching the air like he was trying to remember what it was like without a halo and wings.

"You discovered it?"

[Leon]

"I was mixing mana and attempting to create new elements when I felt the Penta Kuklos. Reached out for it and I learned of it's power through visions. Ancient history I had never even considered. Thousands upon thousands of years of our bloodline discovering the Penta Kuklos and our power."

He would nod along moving his hands and arms to show what he meant telling the story that way.

[Allison Kazim]

Every time she starts to dial back "academy mode" in her mind, she keeps getting tidbits that promise this conversation could go on for some time yet without breaking a sweat. Her eye twitched slightly as he explained with his hands as well as his words, a habit she knew well and still struggled to refrain from sometimes. Even more so, she understood those gestures as readily as his words. When she bothered trying. Still, when you come from a place where gestures as well as words help channel your mana - or qi - it's hard to ignore.


It also gave her ideas at the mention of creating new elements. They had the basics, of course, but the solid tried and true went by many names. New ones? More that were just undiscovered? Her eyes glimmered at the thought, irritation momentarily set aside.

"Thousands of years?" Technically thousands upon thousands of years, but still.