WAOA Arena

[Chungus]

"So they're some manner of baked goods?" Erica asked Femininity once she saw her preparing the dough. "Where do you intend to actually bake these? I see no oven here." That said, Erica looked back to Ness. "I wouldn't call myself paticularly well versed in that school. Illusion magic, as it's called, is difficult to use without understanding how a mind works. Knowing how to cast the spells is only half the effort. The paralysis spell, on the other hand, is much more easy to preform, as it requires no additional understanding." she explained, then finished her drink. "As for the cost of basic spell tomes, they range from costing 26 to 32 Septims, last I checked. Anything more advanced then basic spells, and the costs will rise considderably, however. I believe the high-tier spells costing well over a thousand."
[hr]
Greed grunted as electricity coursed through him again. Losing the ability to stand, Greed dropped to one knee, his body trembling. Knowing he needed to break Rex's grip before the electricity paralyzed him completely again, Greed aimed to jab Rex in the tendons of his hand with the sharpened finger tips.

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[Demonjazz]

"Are you surprised how feminine I am.... Cause I'm not!... it's not my fault my mother made me wear a dress!"
"In the oven of course... Don't tell me it doesn't have an oven, what kind of self respecting place does not have an oven"

 

[DotSlash]

Ness tilted her head a bit. [color=999999] "...Septims? I'm not sure my currency would translate to yours. And I suppose that makes sense though, people should be completely prepared to devote a lot of time into learning spells... and money is just the incentive to do it." [/color] She nodded at the Erica's other statements. [color=999999] "So you need to know the medium you're working with in order to use the magic effectively... I understand..." ...I wonder if I could do some sort of digital magic... not just the digitization stuff... [/color] She let out a small yawn before giving Erica a small bow.

[color=999999] "Sorry... I'm a little tired at the moment... I'll head off to bed. It was very nice to meet you, Ms. Erica. Hopefully, we can talk more later." [/color] The fedora girl gave Erica and Carmen a wave before heading off to sleep.

Carmen would get her brownie before heading off to sleep herself.

[hr]

Rex noted Greed jabbing at him and pulled away his hand in time. While he usually wouldn't mind getting hurt, getting stabbed in the hand was a no-no. He needed his hands to punch stuff... and stuff. As such, he launched a hard right straight toward Greed's face and it threatened to send another stream of voltage into the man as the gauntlet seemed to brim with electricity.

 

[Chungus]

"Good night then, miss." Erica said to Ness, bowing her head slightly. She retrieved a notebook from her satchel and opening it. Grabbing a piece of charcoal that was kept between the pages, she began writing down the things that were said during her and Ness' conversation. As she wrote, Erica shifted on the stool, turning to Femininity. "This place. Perhaps you could find an oven elsewhere. I wouldn't know."
[hr]
Once Rex released him and swung an electricity-charged punch towards his face, Greed bended to the side to evade it. Rising up slightly, Greed pushed against the arm whith which Rex punched in an effort to throw Rex off-balance, while with his free hand aimed to jab Rex in the throat.

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[Demonjazz]

"Are you sure there is no oven. The batter would dry up if I don't finish by tonight"

 

[Chungus]

"You're asking the wrong person, miss. I only arived a few minutes ago." Erica answered. After finishing writing down various notes, she closed the notebook and stored it back in her satchel, then stood up. "Either way, I think I will retire for the night. Good luck with finding an oven." With that, Erica left the lounge and returned to her suite.

OoC: I'm off.

 

[Captain Anon]

OCCh damn never mind then

 

[Kirke]

Tophat stood in its room, and raised one hand. He looked at it, and with great concentration a spell orb appeared. It was white and seemed quite cold. It pushed it's hand out and launched a cone of cold at the wall. Tophat smiled a bit as it summoned another spell and continued to train up it's magic, using the tomes it had memorised from it's time in Winterhold.

 

[DotSlash]

With Greed pushing on the arm and then aiming at his throat, Rex shifted himself in the direction Greed had shoved him to fall over and avoid not having vocal cords. As he fell, he grabbed Greed's outstretched arm near the hand and swung a charged knee toward the man's elbow, aiming to break it. [color=000066] ...This isn't going to get me anywhere... I've got to buy enough time to charge my gun... [/color]

 

[Kirke]

The Meta strode back and forth, then headed to the locker room. He took his bruteshot and sharpened it, sliding the whetstone over the curved blade.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

OoC: Anyone here?

 

[Kirke]

OoC: @Gear: I am.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

OoC: @Kirke Heya.

 

[Kirke]

OoC: @Gear: Hello. Want a fight?

 

[Gearhead mk2]

@Kirke: Sure. You up for a real crack at that Meta/Lambda fight?

 

[Kirke]

The gentle hum of the AI making it's presence clear attempted to gain the attention of Lambda, then the AI spoke.
"Hello, please proceed to the arena. An opponent will be awaiting you there."
OoC: @Gear: Sure.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Hearing the voice, Lambda quickly consulted the map of the facility she had made in her databases, then floated over to the entrance of the arena.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta stood in the arena with his bruteshot drawn, awaiting Lambda. As the arena doors opened, the hate, anger and desire in the Meta's glare was almost palpable.

 

[Random berk]

In the darkness of the recieving rooms a man tossed and turned on the bed, growling and gasping in his sleep. Suddenly he sprang awake with a snarl, bolting upright, a tearing sound as he ripped into the bedsheet with his fingernails. He sighed as he realised he had been dreaming, then stopped abruptly. Scowling, he sniffed the air. Then, getting to his feet, he began to pad towards the door, peering around, seemingly unhindered by the darkness.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Lambda stopped as she saw the Meta. She scanned him. "Scanning... Multiple Artifical Inteligences detected... Unknown technology... Preparing battle mode... Estimated threat level S." Dust swirled around her feet, the red light on her visor flashed and she spread her wingblades as she got into a fighting stance.

@Rndom: Heya. Your new guy, huh?