jeitaken: (2)
2008-03-03 02:54 am
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Lost

*huddled in a corner on the seventh floor, arms held tightly around knees, between a torch pillar and a suit of armor which occasionally emits a bored, rusty creak as it shifts in place*

*all he remembers about the last few days are the words that he said: immortal soul, chosen emissary; words that, now, he doesn't understand... and a feeling of true knowledge -- of ultimate confidence.....*

*..and unlike most of the time, he doesn't know what it was that he became, but... it felt good.....*



*..and he would write about why, if only he hadn't lost his journal*
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jeitaken: (2)
2007-12-05 04:06 am
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Clash

*backing up a fourth-floor hallway, away from several suits of armor, which are proceeding towards him with an air of clanking, leaden-footed inevitability*

Foul metal fiends imbued with the curse of life... *growls, a raspy throat making his voice sound worse than usual* Impede me not, or be cast back into the pit of oblivion!!

*shoots a Stunning Spell, but has misjudged the echoing footsteps; it ricochets off the wall and merely brushes one of the suits' arms, causing the gauntlet to fall off*

No more, I say! NO MORE!

*fires another few spells -- some of which hit, while others shoot off into the great unknown*


[[Jei's spells are Stunners, Petrifiers, and the occasional Trip Jinx. Feel free to help him out... or to end up in the line of fire.]]
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