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anemoi2012-02-01 08:20 pm
alittleblackmagic) wrote in anemoi2012-02-01 08:20 pm
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[action, Ermis rooftop]
[Alright. He can handle being trapped with them in a creepy old house. He can get used to them showing up constantly in his nightmares. He might even be able to forgive them taking over the city, if it came down to it.
But wrecking his ice cream diet? Heck. No. It's time to kick some oni butt.
The skies of Sirocco grow dark as the self-proclaimed prodigy ascends the steps of the apartment building up to the roof. There was a time and place for playing around (99% of his waking life). And there was a time and place for some serious training. None of that stupid swordy slashy stuff; real training the cool and awesome way.
Palom approaches histarget practice helpless victim burlap sack stuffed with feathers (hopefully Hiroshi would never miss his pillow) and points his staff menacingly.]
Hah! You think you're so cool, coming in here and beating up the helpless ice cream guy, huh? Well think again! You're facing me, now! I'm the great Palom, magical prodigy of Mysidia!
[Electricity crackles in the air as he spins around a few times in a vague attempt to strike a pose.]
And you're going down!
[A powerful stroke of lightning lances through the skies, smashing into the burlap sack and sending it spiraling through the air, off the rooftop, and plummeting over the side.]
Oops. [Palom rushes to the edge and sighs in relief as he notices that there's no one even remotely close by.] Whew, that was clo -- Gaaaaaaah! [To rectify this boring situation, the sack chooses to explode in a massive fireball the moment it strikes the ground. Flaming feathers launch in every direction.]
[phone]
Ohhh, no one looked out their windows just now and saw anything weird, right? I mean, not that there was anything weird to see. If you saw something like that looked like it was falling, it was probably just your imagination. Haha! Who would be dumb enough to throw things off the roof?
Anyway! Not that there's anything to worry about, but I think someone might have set something on fire outside by accident - I mean, it definitely looks like an accident and it's not anything anyone should be punished for and now there might be a bush or two on fire or maybe it's a tree, I'm not sure. I'm not saying it's going to spread inside, but I thought everyone should know! You know, in case you smell smoke or you look inside your room and it's burning up or something.
So the point is, don't look outside. Or go outside. ...Or if you're already outside, don't come back to the apartment. Unless you're burning to death, then you should probably go outside so you can roll around in the snow and ice.
............Oh yeah, ice!
[action, outside Ermis]
[Palom, the human ice machine, stands next to a cheerfully sizzling tree and drops a giant block of ice on top of it. This is repeated several times until the smouldering tree is no longer a smouldering tree by virtue of having been crushed to a dozen smoking pieces.]
Sheesh. Being a mage is so much trouble. It's like everyone expects you to do all the work just 'cause you can bend reality by thinking about it hard enough.
[Palom squints a little bit at the firewood and points his staff.] Break! [Now there are a half dozen pieces of fossilized wood.] Toad! [Miniature frog statues! Everyone loved miniature frog statues. Palom dusts his hands off and congratulates himself on a job well done.]
They should really pay me.
[Alright. He can handle being trapped with them in a creepy old house. He can get used to them showing up constantly in his nightmares. He might even be able to forgive them taking over the city, if it came down to it.
But wrecking his ice cream diet? Heck. No. It's time to kick some oni butt.
The skies of Sirocco grow dark as the self-proclaimed prodigy ascends the steps of the apartment building up to the roof. There was a time and place for playing around (99% of his waking life). And there was a time and place for some serious training. None of that stupid swordy slashy stuff; real training the cool and awesome way.
Palom approaches his
Hah! You think you're so cool, coming in here and beating up the helpless ice cream guy, huh? Well think again! You're facing me, now! I'm the great Palom, magical prodigy of Mysidia!
[Electricity crackles in the air as he spins around a few times in a vague attempt to strike a pose.]
And you're going down!
[A powerful stroke of lightning lances through the skies, smashing into the burlap sack and sending it spiraling through the air, off the rooftop, and plummeting over the side.]
Oops. [Palom rushes to the edge and sighs in relief as he notices that there's no one even remotely close by.] Whew, that was clo -- Gaaaaaaah! [To rectify this boring situation, the sack chooses to explode in a massive fireball the moment it strikes the ground. Flaming feathers launch in every direction.]
[phone]
Ohhh, no one looked out their windows just now and saw anything weird, right? I mean, not that there was anything weird to see. If you saw something like that looked like it was falling, it was probably just your imagination. Haha! Who would be dumb enough to throw things off the roof?
Anyway! Not that there's anything to worry about, but I think someone might have set something on fire outside by accident - I mean, it definitely looks like an accident and it's not anything anyone should be punished for and now there might be a bush or two on fire or maybe it's a tree, I'm not sure. I'm not saying it's going to spread inside, but I thought everyone should know! You know, in case you smell smoke or you look inside your room and it's burning up or something.
So the point is, don't look outside. Or go outside. ...Or if you're already outside, don't come back to the apartment. Unless you're burning to death, then you should probably go outside so you can roll around in the snow and ice.
............Oh yeah, ice!
[action, outside Ermis]
[Palom, the human ice machine, stands next to a cheerfully sizzling tree and drops a giant block of ice on top of it. This is repeated several times until the smouldering tree is no longer a smouldering tree by virtue of having been crushed to a dozen smoking pieces.]
Sheesh. Being a mage is so much trouble. It's like everyone expects you to do all the work just 'cause you can bend reality by thinking about it hard enough.
[Palom squints a little bit at the firewood and points his staff.] Break! [Now there are a half dozen pieces of fossilized wood.] Toad! [Miniature frog statues! Everyone loved miniature frog statues. Palom dusts his hands off and congratulates himself on a job well done.]
They should really pay me.
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It's not like I meant for anything to happen...
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What if you were doing something really heroic like saving someone's life except you hurt someone else while you were doing it? That wouldn't be very bad at all, right? It depends on what the things you're doing are!
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Just try not to hurt anyone besides those things, all right? Even if you meant well, whoever you might hurt might not be so happy. So again, be careful!
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[Palom looks a little sulky as he turns back to the horrible charred ice blocks.]
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These things...are going to melt, right? Eventually?
[It is still February, though.]
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[Palom takes that as a cue to do something good. He leaps at the chance and flamethrowers shortly issue from his hands.]
Yeah! I'll get rid of them right away!
[...At least he is trying...]
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You know what, she'll give him a chance.]
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There!
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Oh.
...Umm...
[Kacrack! The bush is now a beautiful ice sculpture. It represents the futility of life and how no matter how hard we try to avoid it, one day, we, too, will lose half of our branches to a random fire manifested out of nowhere.]
Everything's perfect.
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All right. Good job, Palom!
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