Mystic Syn
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A young boy passed Ellis by, slowing to a stop as he neared him. "You shouldn't say that name in public, or at least when I'm here," he muttered, his dark blue eyes alight with slight anger.
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Hmm, do you think that it'll be a good time for Q and Gerald to do their thing or whatever now or what??
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I don't think Ellis knows how theft works.
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Ah, okay. Man, the people here are so nice and understanding of my confusion–– wait, did you just say heretic? 'Cause idc rn, and I'll leave y'all be.
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Ahhhhh, I see. Sorry for bothering your rp.
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I just came back from doing hw and whatnot and I need to interject for like two seconds, but are you talking about the same mafia that TheWard'sGuard and I were talking about or what?? Sorry, but I'm a bit confused.
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Hm, yes. F i r e is the only option in this situation, so this is Mystic approved. :DD
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Wait, do we still rp here or what? I'm kind of confused since we s p l i t t h e p a r t y .
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Q nodded again. "That seems the most reasonable." She looked towards the other two. "What're your thoughts on it?" @Ookla the Channelknight @Ookla the Reserved
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Q started to nod. "It could work, but we do need to try to plan properly." She raised her hand to rub her chin. "Like I would rather that one of the experienced fighters, meaning Ellis and myself, are put with people who really don't know or don't have a lot of experience with fighting." Q paused. "I think that it would be safer if Ellis and I were to be with whomever we need to be with, meaning that we would be apart."
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"Who said that I–– oh, do you mean you?"
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Q shot him a glare, her sapphire eyes remaining guarded. "Why are you asking?"
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"I don't see why not." There was the slightest hint of reluctance, but it was quickly smothered that perhaps no one would notice.
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Q weighed her options for a second, tilting her head back and forth as she tapped her chin softly. "Usually I don't travel off-world or this far from home," she muttered under her breath, then turned her gaze towards Ellis. "In other words, you wouldn't know where I'm from, but I'm really not from here. You could say that I'm a tourist."
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Q coughed, muttering under her breath. "Obviously you haven't met me and who my enemies are," she coughed again before clearing her throat.
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Q only shook her head, a small smirk appearing on her lips for a brief second. "It's fine. I'll refrain from doing so, for you."
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"Yes, yes." Q waved her hand in the hair in a shooing motion. "I get it. No more killing for now."
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Q rolled her eyes, but there was a flicker of amusement in them. "Whatever you say, mother."
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"That takes all the fun out of it," Q muttered to herself in a slight sarcastic tone.
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"Yes, but have you seen the magician? I'm not sure about him, but it could be an act and it could be him, but I don't think so. After all," she said, her gaze pointing to Ellis. "We do have a Dark Lord of our own."
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Q nodded in acknowledgment. "It just takes a lot of training, but those habits will prove useful in the years to come." She folded her arms, taking a step back from the two. "But with her powers, I would try to use a different technique than what you are trying to teach her. Since she has illusionary powers," Q said, gesturing to Melody. "I, myself, would want to be light on my feet and strike unexpectedly." "Let's hear it."
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Before Ellis could do anything else, Q appeared between the two without it looked like moving. "Alright, Ellis," she said, shooting a glare at him. "That's enough. She has been taught for one day. Let her rest."
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Q folded her arms, raising her eyebrow as she watched Ellis swing his sword in a wide arc. She took a step back from the swinging blade, almost bumping into Melody. "Watch where you're swinging that," she said, completely oblivious to the person hiding behind her. "I personally like my arms and I'm sure that Melody does too."
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"After the spar," she said, distracted by the fight. Q bit her lip, muttering to herself again.
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Oh, I'm such an idiot. Forgive me.
