Bennett took the bag, and linked it, partially to her mind, that way she'd be able to control it a bit better. He explained this in length.
Interdemensional RP!
( oki I'm back… turns out what I had to do didn't take as long as I thought it would xD ))
"Woah… that's really cool!" Odette said. She willed the bag to close and tipped it upside down, nothing came out. She turned to the man in awe, "This will be incredibly helpful.. um… sorry, what's your name?" Odette asked awkwardly, for this was the second time she had asked this in a single day.
"Call me Bennett, last name Kurjak." He said. "I have to say, that's a neat item you've got, I haven't seen one of those in a few years."
"My name is Odette, and thanks - I feel incredibly lucky to have it, though, its previous owners, and I'm assuming the owners of it before them, have all left their stuff in it.. one time when I was looking through it, I found a sword from ancient times!"
"Interesting." Bennett says.
(( btw, when and how are we going to interdimensional travel ))
(( btw, when and how are we going to interdimensional travel ))
(( are we going to find the Tardis or something xD ))
(I have yet to figure that out, I'm thinking tomorrow. By way of Bennett's powers.)
(I'm thinking since Bennett was talking to @urban's character about how msgic is multiversal, he could tasks y'all on a tour of other dimensions to show y'all.)
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(Sounds good to me.)
Robin had watched all this happen in silent shock. So, all these people he'd just met… they were all magic users? That's.. awesome! Perhaps he wasn't so strange after all. He was so excited by this that he didn't notice that he'd been staring at the scene for quite a long time. (Sorry for leaving! I had to go to sleep)
Maroon stared at the purple-eyed man. Interesting. His powers were sure to make him an intriguing specimen.
Maroon could hear a ticking clock inside of his head, counting down how long he would have to live.
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Lucy sat back down in the seat across from Robin, muttering something about things not being under control. She crossed one leg over the other and eyed them closely.
Maroon shivered, the feeling of fire running up his spine. He placed a hand on his arm, touching the burn marks that disfigured his skin that was under the jacket. Why was there so much wrong with him?
The smell of smoke filled his nose and he started to sweat, the memory of fire filling up his brain.
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Her eyes flicked to Maroon, and she arched a brow in question. Her foot tapped the ground, and she leaned back in the chair, watching closely.
There'd been a fire. Not at his house. But across the street. And he'd started it. Maroon had been five, playing with the sparkler his father had given him, "Now don't burn yourself!" It'd been a factory. Filled with workers paid with the barest minimum wage. And Maroon had placed the sparkler on the ground, to be kept safe so he could come back for it later. But then the air filled with smoke, and the fire on the dry grass had spread, and the factory with the wooden walls had gone up in flames. He'd never forget the screams of the men who were being burnt alive. He would never forget the funerals that followed it. And he would never forget the burning secret inside him, that it'd been him that started the fire. It hadn't only been the workers who'd died on that cursed fourth of July, the heart of a little redheaded boy had died as well.
(I had a hard time with his backstory because I didn't want it to be cliche or his family members died or something like that. Also, I forgot to mention that in the fire, he ran in to try to save the workers, but got held back by his father and also got burnt and has burn scars)
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“Hm.” She opened her satchel and took out the leather bound spell book. She flipped open the book, turning to a certain page, the paper a pure white. She chewed at her lower lip as she skimmed over the Latin.
Maroon's face went paler than usual and he tried to keep from remembering. He pushed the memories out of his head, and stood very still, the blood draining from his face.
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She glances up at Maroon and whistles to catch his attention. When he looks up, she says, “You don’t look so good. Are you okay?” Her head tips to the side as she eyes him.
"No. I'm not okay." the words barely left his mouth before his vision went blurry, and he stumbled back, suddenly black clouded his vision and he fainted, but not before saying, "Take me to my lab! The instructions are in my satchel, don't touch anything."
Robin's gaze kept flicking from thing to thing, unsure what to focus on. He gasped and jumped up when Maroon fainted, heart racing and palms sweating. Should he ask for help? Someone was with him, so he'd probably be okay. He looked over at Lucy nervously
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Lucy shoots to her feet, startled by the sudden situation. “Abite,” she says softly, and a wind-like force nudges Maroon into a nearby chair. She slings her own satchel over her shoulders, then goes to his and searches through it. She finds the instructions, flattening it on the surface of a table, reading it over.
(Feel free to make them up, but include the sonic transporter)
Odette glanced over from where she was with Bennett, Maroon had fainted. Was he okay? She made her way to the girl she had seen earlier and dug in her bag for a pillow to put behind Maroon's back.
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Lucy shoved the instructions into the back pocket of her jeans and looked to the younger girl, then Maroon. She wonders how she will be able to get him to the sonic transporter without making her powers obvious to others. She stepped over to the two and looked at the girl. “Your name? And could you help me get him up?” She questioned.
Robin felt extraordinarily helpless in this situation. What could he possibly do? He was just some random kid who could do minimal magic. He awkwardly stepped towards the group. "Er… I-is there any way I could help?" He asked nervously
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Lucy turned to Robin, nodding and smiling. “Yes! You can help me get him to the sonic transporter.”
She judged her glasses up onto the bridge of her nose.