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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 16, 2018 23:12:24 GMT -8
Well, Blake had three of the so called Dragon balls out before him in a clearing. Virgil was spinning around on his left shoulder doing something and Blake was just staring at them. He didn't get what was so special about these things anyway.
"So what am I supposed to do with these things anyway?" He'd ask Virgil.
Choosing Virgil
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 16, 2018 23:16:49 GMT -8
"You grab one and impose your will into it. You are going to want to keep hold."
The three balls would sit there, glass looking exterior, crystal in weight, but there was a flowing liquid inside, each corresponding to a color. Blake had a red and orange one, a pink and black one, and a white and blue one.
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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 16, 2018 23:20:44 GMT -8
He would grab the white and blue one and try to will it to protect his people and land or to give him the power to do so.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 16, 2018 23:28:11 GMT -8
When he willed it a shadowy mass would appear near by before a figure walked out of the shadow standing and waiting, eyes scanning the area for threats or enemies. |
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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 16, 2018 23:28:55 GMT -8
"Who are you?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 16, 2018 23:29:58 GMT -8
The figure would look at Blake, and the Dragon Ball. Folding his arms he would sigh.
"Valo Morei. Sky Dragon."
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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 16, 2018 23:31:33 GMT -8
"That's what these do? They summon Dragons?"
He'd stand up, still holding the ball as he stared down Valo.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 16, 2018 23:36:09 GMT -8
"In a sense."
Valo replied.
"When we made them, we didn't even know what they did. They apparently saved portions of our souls in them. So now, we can be used in times of need. Even when we are long dead. I have all the abilities and knowledge of... Me I guess... When the ball was created."
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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 16, 2018 23:38:45 GMT -8
"And how long are you here now? For good?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 16, 2018 23:44:48 GMT -8
"Until you let go of the ball. Or until someone kills me, which would mean the ball has to recharge."
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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 16, 2018 23:45:56 GMT -8
"How long does it take to recharge?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 16, 2018 23:48:58 GMT -8
"I don't know what one."
Virgil did, in a huff he would say.
"For Valo Morei, a day a day."
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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 16, 2018 23:57:47 GMT -8
"Do you have a will other than what I put into the ball? Are you a person? Or a projection?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 17, 2018 0:34:26 GMT -8
Valo would shrug.
"I'm a memory... I think that's the correct term. I have will, though I don't think it can go outside what you want me to do as a goal."
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Post by Blake Oleander on Jul 17, 2018 7:31:23 GMT -8
He nodded.
"Then I thank you as a guardian spirit."
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