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1 Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 22/03/17, 12:11 am


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[ stamina: 155 ]

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Ariel felt concern. He wore a horrified expression. He wished he never bothered to analyze the concern he felt. The personal aspect of the type of concern currently invading his mind terrified him. It proved the general proximity to people which he held himself at had been breached. Someone had invaded the fine line of comfort. He, in his wonderful forgetfulness, forgot his heart so easily latched itself onto others. His heart's standards filtered none and enjoyed defying his mind. Despite his mind's revulsion, his heart, a non-discriminating being, opened its doors to someone barely inside the realm of possibility. The change occurred sneakily and without a warning. Try as he might, the date which he dropped his guard remained a mystery to him. Certainly, his stupidity currently caused him quite a number of festering problems. For example, he walked on pins and needles through the hallways. A strong, nagging feeling convinced him something was rather off. Agitated, an annoying voice suggested he might visit the source of the concern to perhaps pacify the heart. Now as much as he hated the proposition, he conceded.

He sympathized with Reed. Indeed, a rare event but rare translated to especially uncommon. Not impossible. He muttered curses under his breath, rather fed up with whoever designed the interior of the academy. The academy, despite the straightforward design, possessed an extremely annoying talent for turning people around in circles. Nothing unique stood out. Each corner possessed a rather familiar design. Really, which genius designed the stupid building and how could he murder them undetected? Actually, that person, if even somehow still alive, probably ached all over due to oldness. So maybe the designer found himself suffering from his poor decisions while designing the academy. More than likely, time, the natural enemy of all, punished the genius for his ingenious decisions. Rather unfortunate since he preferred to exact his own revenge. Although, revenge required a knowledge of the target's location, knowledge which Ariel decided he might look into later on. First, if he spun in a circle one more damn time, he'd go mad!

He finally found Reed's room by asking (read threaten) other students for directions. Ariel, in all his disregard of manners, practically barged in. He really hoped Reed was awake by then. The sun already rose hours ago, after all.

"You look terrible. What could possibly make Mr. Optimistic feel down?" he asked, a slight sneer in his voice.


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2 Re: Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 22/03/17, 12:23 am




Reed lay in bed as the sun crept in through his window, shining light directly on him. Any other day, Reed would have been overjoyed at the prospect of the sunlight shining directly on his face so that he woke up in a timely manner, but today just felt inopportune. He rolled over in bed, placing his head underneath his pillow as he wished to sleep the day away. Unfortunately, the sun was as effective a tool as ever to 'wake someone up' so he just lay there, stewing in his own thoughts. He tossed and turned in bed, hoping to find some semblance of relaxation so that he could fall asleep again, instead it only made him more agitated. So, Reed got up from his bed and sat at the table in his room, eyeing his surroundings. There was his violin, he did love to play, but today just didn't necessarily seem like the time to play. There were his books, he did love to read, but his mind could barely focus on sleeping let alone processing the information contained within those pages. He stood up to stare out of his window, admiring the landscape. Instead, the landscape reminded him of the plains, which reminded him of the bandits, which reminded him of his sister. He angrily shut the door to his window until he heard his door swing open to reveal none other than Ariel. While he would be somewhat overjoyed that Ariel showed up to his room this time, Reed was not equipped to deal with the black magician's acerbic wit, and when the young magician lobbed one of his barbs into Reed, it sunk just a little too deep into Reed's skin today, pinching a nerve.

"Now is not really the time, Ariel. Could you come later? I'm not in the mood to peddle insults back and forth today," The derision in his voice was thick as it was blatantly obvious. He felt awful for striking back but he was in a terrible mood and he thought he deserved the right to be upset, at least just for today. Lyra, his oldest sister, refused to speak with him or anyone else. Coda, his lost sister, was actually alive all along, and while it should've been a happy, family reunion, it ended up causing larger rifts between them. Reed hated this feeling and unfortunately it was in his best (he thought) interests in mind to make everyone else just sort of avoid him for a few days.




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3 Re: Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 24/03/17, 12:32 am


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It all went downhill from there. He regretted nothing he said. He stood by his opinions with a forceful conviction. Perhaps he acted too strongly, but not only he could be pinned for all the blame. Reed influenced the events just as much as Ariel! To be honest, they were both kettle pots boiling beneath the surface. Inevitably, they would explode. Reed matched Ariel's stubbornness, as seen so far. He did not know Reed's tipping point as of yet, however. But as they clashed on two opposing sides, something about that day triggered something. For Reed, stress overcame his as he attempted to make sense of his family. For Ariel, he resented Reed for slipping through the cracks in his walls. Yet as he resented Reed, he despised himself for having forgotten to patch up the holes in the first place. He managed to keep a rationale opinion about the whole matter. He managed to keep the guise of a perfectly rational person, rather than someone undergoing trauma and the recollection of past trauma. As a result, Ariel's emotions stormed rampantly, not suited for reasonable discussions. Once his walls fell, a can of worms was opened.

"Shutting yourself from the world is not the solution, idiot!" Ariel spat. Call him out as a hypocrite. The world exhausted him to the point he began to ignore the world. Having disconnected from reality for so long, someone piercing his walls sent shockwaves into his mind. Now that he thought about it, Reed only claimed the title of second place. Lapis first crawled her way through after so long of floating in a devoid world. He regretted his realization. He wished he stayed ignorant. Ignorance, as they said, was bliss. If only he could move forward from today the same as he always did. But how could he? The rules of the game changed. And that meant, for the sake of survival, he too also must change his ways, in accordance with the rules. He would be forced to dive head into the icy and frigid water. Whether he would make it out alive all depended on his ability and fortune. Yet he knew no amounts of training or preparation would pull him through the end. For a shaky mind rendered ability and fortune useless. He was weak. So. Goddamn. Weak.

"You don't want to be alone. You want people around you. You're tired of being alone," he accused Reed. His body moved without his mind's consent. Anger pushed him forward. It provided the momentum and fuel. It surrounded him, blinding until he moved without thought. Uncontrollably. He found his resolve slipping through his hands. Anger melted it into sand. He strongly disapproved of violence. Just another example of his hypocrisy, he supposed. And maybe, it wasn't that he couldn't stop, it was closer to he wouldn't stop. He felt skin - Reed's cheek - beneath his hand. A tingly sense ran through his hand. His hand lingered to the side for a moment, before he wisely retreated it.


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4 Re: Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 03/04/17, 06:04 pm



REED HARPER
That was it. It was one thing for Ariel to normally quip with sarcastic remarks but Reed was in no mood to entertain the sardonic tendencies of the black magician. The two of them engaged in verbal fisticuffs as if they were entertaining an audience with a dramatic performance worthy of praise and awards. Reed was normally slave to his emotions and had a hard time to keep them in check, but in this particular instance, all that Reed could express was a tranquil fury, his eyes the only part of him showing any emotion--burning anger, that is--as Ariel dictated how Reed should feel. Perhaps Ariel was also having a rough time, though that didn't matter much to the green magician at this point. Shutting himself out from the world? What hypocrisy! Reed's blood boiled as Ariel continued his tirade, the black magician's normally stoic exterior disappeared in favor of passion and fervor--a sight Reed would have found both entertaining and refreshingly rare, though now he just wanted to close Ariel's mouth flaps before they started saying something even more insulting to Reed's character. Yet, there it was. Reed's face felt hot as Ariel removed his hand. Reed was shocked and looked on in disbelief as he touched his face, his skin tender to the touch.

"Did you just slap me?" Reed asked, his entire appearance still in great disbelief that Ariel had resorted to violence in this situation. Reed felt many emotions, though all of them seemed to occur at once, and Reed was at a loss for what to do. In any other situation, Reed would simply fight back with an equal or stronger amount of violence--that was the Harper way. If there was anything he took from his parents, it was the philosophy that nobody makes a fool out of you and gets away with it. Yet, that seemed extreme? Yes it was a debacle, but the young magician was still so absolutely pissed. As quickly as he snapped his (rhetorical) question at Ariel, he merely go the courage to push Ariel away from him. "So, you want to fight, is that it? I can do fighting....

Reed grabbed his wand and gripped it tightly in his right hand, his left hand still pressed against Ariel's chest. "Let's go then, Ariel. I was born to fight!"
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5 Re: Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 04/04/17, 11:48 am


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"So, you want to fight, is that it? I can do fighting..."

'No,' Ariel told himself, 'I don't want to fight.'

Yes, he realized the inaccuracy of the statement. He felt an urge to meet Reed's challenge. His alive and ferocious eyes betrayed his excitement. It clashed with his slight shaking, caused by his own disbelief. He had not expected himself to resort to violence either. But like a ball with momentum, he could barely restrain himself now that he had begun. All his retreating in his room and reading, only to be dragged back outside by Reed, had thrown him into a spiral of hidden confusion and frustration. At that point, he did not want stop, defying his general pacifist stance.

"Let's go then, Ariel. I was born to fight!"

"I don't doubt it. Your family as a long tradition of creating fighters out of their sons. Why would you be any different?" he agreed.

He slightly regretted his words. His family probably was a sensitive matter for Reed. Talk about his certainly upset Ariel. But no, this wasn't time to regret. If he was to regret, he might as well apologize. And sure he would probably regret it later, but he refused to apologize. He was too stubborn to apologize.

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6 Re: Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 20/06/17, 10:34 pm



REED HARPER
What bravado! For Ariel to be so outspoken! Reed quivered in anger as the talk of his family rang through his ears. Yes, his family did make warriors of their sons, but obviously Reed was different. It was astounding that Ariel would not be able to piece together that simple nugget of information that, yes, Reed was a bit different from the normal despite his family’s reputation. Still, instead of going ahead and perhaps commenting on Ariel’s lack of deductive reasoning, Reed decided to respond, inkind, with a flurry of insults derived entirely from emotion.

Yes! Yes, actually Ariel, we were raised to be fighters! The thrill of battle is innate...it’s in our blood! I’ll show you that no matter how many books you read, you’ll never win against me!” Ah, there it was. The cocky battle cry of a young man who is aggressively sure of himself when it comes to matters of fighting. Reed drew his wand and aimed it directly at Ariel, pointing it arrogant at his face. “But I suggest we take this seriously. I challenge you, Ariel, let’s see if you’ve got the mettle to win against me!

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The arena was usually not used for such trivial matters, but the lack of buzz about the little duel and the sparse crowd there gave them good enough cover to not get caught abusing the school’s facilities by the administration. Reed stood at one end, his wand wielded elegant between his fingers in his right hand. He stood as if he were to play a concerto, the crowd around him waiting in impatient anticipation as he played his first note. The wind buzzed around him as the humming of the opening cacophony of sound in a symphony--yes, this was the moment Reed lived for!

Alright Ariel--en garde!” He shouted, his grip around his wand held even tighter, preparing for the heat of battle. “I’ll let you take the first move…

Yet, Reed hoped he took him at face value. It was just a little clever ploy. He whispered commands to the rukh, fiddling with the space around his wand. His wand would shine with faint, green light, instituting the necessary steps in place to cast his spell: Rondo.
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7 Re: Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 16/07/17, 03:02 pm


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Peculiarity decorated the day with mind-twisting confusion. Reed blew up like a closed tea kettle brewing a long song. Ariel reveled in the possibility of a fight. Even with his unstable temper, he rarely engaged in the heat of fierce battle of the sword. More often than not, he found himself convinced - read threatened - to dispose of Magnostadt's enemies. His display of aggressive behavior shocked him. He, a pacifist, only resorted to minor acts of violence for the purpose of sustaining himself (after all, every creature held the right to live) and as a result of the petty ongoings that never allowed Magnostadt's head to touch a soft pillow or drift to a tranquil sleep. Otherwise he abstained from beckoning the rukh to arms against a fellow human being and instead fought with vigorous and sharp words. After all, as often said, 'the pen was mightier than the sword.' And he did not doubt its power. But like a sword, words specialized as double bladed terrors. They possessed the ability to bring peace, but they also beckoned foolish humans to their death. Like any tool, whether they brought prosperity or despair depended on the motives, intentions, and skill of the user.

"You make it sound like all I do is read," Ariel noted. He shook his head and sighed. No doubt, he read avidly. Most people stumbled across Ariel hovering over a book with unparalleled concentration. His vast knowledge of foreign concepts served to only support the idea Ariel spent his entire day only reading. However, Reed's assumption allowed no explanation for his blatant abilities. He controlled the rukh with such familiar ease it invalidated the assumption that Ariel spent his entire day reading on an average basis. Reed could testify Ariel was familiar with the rukh himself, further ridiculing Reed’s thoughtless words. (It barely crossed him mind that Reed thought the same of Ariel’s previous taunt.) The irony of it all was not lost to Ariel. Him, a so called pacifist who trained his body with an iron will. He doubted his reason’s ability to stand the judgement of others - so let everyone call him hypocrite. But his purpose weighed heavily on his mind, and not time nor anything else could drain Ariel of the thoughts which called him to uphold the mantle of a warrior.

Just as Ariel assumed Reed’s ridiculousness reached its maximum capacity to utterly amaze and exasperate him, Reed further proved his idiocy was an incomprehensible wild creature. He questioned Ariel’s resilience with such dare, it disgusted him. He probably deserved it after his comment about Reed’s family, but it had yet to occur to the difficult brown-haired man. ”How arrogant of you, Reed, to speak of mettle! What of mettle do you know of? Oh, I'm sure living in that pretty villa has been plenty difficult, what with all food and clothing and roof over your head you were blessed with!” he snapped.

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The silence between the two, and the metaphorical and literal distance which separated Ariel from the green magician declared its profound effects on Ariel all too quickly. It wrapped its arms around Ariel’s neck and slowly suffocated him like a snake entrapping its prey. Privately, he begged whatever deity in the sky to gift their legs with speed that of the wind so they might reach their destination and cut the awkwardness.To ward off the awkwardness, Ariel quietly retreated to his thoughts. From said thoughts evolved a realization and regret. Time, in its omnipotent power, brought upon a conflict. In the heat of the moment reasoning closed for fear of burning, touched and swallowed by the fire. But after the danger passed it blossomed. It rebuked Ariel for his actions - how stupid of him to have fallen to the trap of anger and how he should repair the damage. And normally he would have listened to the voice - normally. However, pride presented its own argument. It held a surprising strength over him - although perhaps it was not that surprising considering his history of prompting pointless, pride-driven arguments.

By the time they reached the arena, Ariel’s conscience had thoroughly befuddled, tripped, and annoyed him. By now reason and pride split him in half. One side roared in indignation: what unfounded arrogance Reed shamelessly displayed; the other side shook its head in disappointment: how could he compromise his ideals to settle a dispute over his pride via fighting? Either way, violence ensued. While he regretted his actions, Reed seemed too caught up in his fury to quit so soon. In fact, Reed radiated with contained energy. How anyone could anticipate a fight with such energy - Ariel could only shake his head in amazement.

”What a generous offer but I'm afraid I must decline,” he said.

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8 Re: Lyzyl [ Reed / Battle ] on 17/07/17, 08:26 pm



REED HARPER
Ha! It seems Ariel was not so quick to make irrational. Reed was well learned in the art of battle, despite his proclivity toward magic, and of course, his innate abilities, he was still a strategist and warrior at heart. His body grew hot for battle, his hand firmly gripped around his peculiar ability to create weaponry from the sheer power of sound. Still, he was not so swayed to take the battle so passively--he knew Ariel, and he knew what he was capable of. If Reed was going to knock some sense into him, it was clear that he had to be on the charge. Ariel has little experience with fighting, that’s for sure, as long as Reed could keep Ariel occupied with the thrill of battle, he wouldn’t have time to exercise his immense and fascinating brain.

Reed relaxed his stance and merely shrugged in response to Ariel. If Ariel wasn’t going to be provoked, then Reed would simply find other means to. “Suit yourself then, friend,” Reed boasted, walking nonchalantly toward his opponent. “I suppose I’ll just come to you then--better me to test your mettle then for you to test your own, yes?” There was a refreshing display of his own arrogance to which Reed surprised even himself. Perhaps he was blue-blooded after all, capable of accessing whatever privileged upbringing and tapping into that haughty potential at a moment’s notice. It was fun to toy around as if he were guaranteed to win this match, better fun to toy around knowing he was guaranteed to win this match, but he did not break vigilance. Ariel could snap and fire off spells at any moment, Reed must be prepared to avoid his blows. What was important was his victory!

Though, I’ll suppose I’ll drop this ruse…” Reed sighed, releasing his spell. “I should give you more credit than I am...what is honor without honesty, after all?” Reed tapped into his wand and this time focused on the rukh around him, revealing a brilliant glowing green light around his wand. “I suggest moving, however; you won't last very long in a fight if you refuse to entertain the battle, Ariel! Intermezzo*” Reed focused his energy in the center of his spell, and fired off an especially powerful blast of sound toward the enemy magician.

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Tier: B
Class: Magician - Sound
Type: Offensive
Range: Medium
Requirements/Drawbacks: Must utilize his wand as a bow to shoot arrows of sound
Scaling: Damage
Sustain: 0
Cool Down: 3
Cost: 40 Magoi
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Utilizing the power of sound, Reed forms a bow around his wand that is capable of firing off 10cm large blasts of sound from up to 10m away, each blast deals C tier damage.


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