OOC Duel Thread

"Yeah, I'm human. And checking for a single alchemiter would be preferable."

'i am not a scholar, that role is held by the most valued of my kind'

'i am sorry that what i have told you has upset you but i really can not tell you any more'

'i never payed much attention to the past of my kind, i focused more in the studies of the Written Histories of other realms and the powers and essences that exist therein'

the spark moves almost imperceptibly, moving into a more combat orientated stance

Perfect
And here
I found it

The Mage takes the "Fully Upgraded Alchemiter" out of his Wallet

The Rogue turns to watch the confrontation, ready to help out the Spark if he needs it.

((Wait, did you take out the card or place it?))

((Both))

((I took it out and placed it))

The Muse snorts with indignation.

"Spark, do not attempt to fight me. I can tell by simple observation that you are not an honorable warrior. I do not intend to fight you. And Rogue, I suggest you keep your eyes on the Seer, rather than the Spark and myself."

She points to where the Seer was standing

"Eh, if he runs off I'll find him again. He's apparently not that good at hiding."

'honour?'

'you come to me and talk about honour?'

'MY kind has existed long before yours, we were ancient when your kind first crawled out of the swamp'

'we have watched entire universes, entire REALMS rise and fall over 'honour''

'the honour that you keep to is the home of the ignorant and the foolish, i have seen too much pain, both past and future, to believe that honour has any place in existence'

'but if you are insinuating that i would not fight fairly then you are mistaken, i may have little true battle experience outside fighting the beasts that this game has given but i still know when to pull my punches'

The Seer, interrupted before the change of conversation, has moved back an island, where he pulled out a tall object from his strife specibus and leaned against it. What is HIS deal? Well, why doesn't the Spark ask the Rogue? Does he not know his own ally's motives?

Upon closer inspection, underneath the dark crystalline surfacing and otherworldly, swirling colors underneath, the object appears to be... a glorified music stand?

"I suggest you follow the Muse's advice, Shalula."

"Thanks."

The Bard first adds a couple upgrades of his own, then begins taking out cards from his sylladex, deciding which would make the best jetpack ingredients. He decides to first use the remains of the creature from earlier and a normal jetpack to create the MACHINE GUN JETPACK. He will probably be doing this for a while.

The Muse laughs again, but this time out of scorn.

"Your brain has been rotted by too many books. Honor is not gained in knowing when to pull punches, or even fighting fairly. Honor is gained through a match of sheer willpower."

As if to demonstrate, she stares down the Spark with her sharp, icy blue eyes

"You may BELIEVE you observed us and our beginnings, but this is false. Our race is virtually immortal in every aspect. What you saw was us moving our home world. Most of our species lacks what I, and a few other of my kind, possess. Patience."

The Mage says he doesn't quite see the point of those upgrades. You already have the code of the item you want to alchemize, since the code is the combined code of the items you combined. And he never had a problem with captchaloguing things. His Wallet modus can captchalogue pretty much everything and the few things that are to big for his wallet he captchalogues with the Giant Wallet Fetchmodus he made long ago...

The Mage then excuses himself, he wants to take a closer look what the two creatures are doing over there, he doesn't feel comfortable leaving them alone...

The Mage turns into a shade a flies over to the others.

The Rogue turns to look at the Seer.

"Alright then."

The Mage arrives. No details of his body can be seen except for his eyes, which turned to a pupilless purple again.

the spark looks back with disinterested eyes

he nods after a second and backs down

'if you wish then i will pass on this battle'

'holding a student responsible for his teachers actions however does not seem to be an honourable act if you ask me'

he turns his back on the muse and stores his scythes in his deck

'has anyone figured out why we are here?'

'i would have expected such a young realm to still be patrolled by an Original'

The Seer smiles thinly, though it comes out as more of a smirk. "Don't you have some vaguely heroic spiel to go on about how I'm a terrible person for reasons that basically make no sense?"

"You're a terrible person for reasons that make so much sense, you can't even comprehend the sheer amount of sense they make." The Rogue replies.

"Good enough?"

the spark waits for a moment to see how this confrontation will play out

suddenly he hears a whisper on the air and tastes a power he only experienced once, long ago

he looks to the crystal with a new sense of realisation, and a hint of fear

"I'm a Seer, what do you mean by 'can't comprehend'? In any case, I'm simply making sure you're as deranged as you initially seemed--and you are. I suppose I can't exactly hold your actions against you, then. Just means I'll have to go easy."

"And for the record, Spark, this place exists because we wanted it to exist. I doubt any of you have bothered to count the rocks, but there are four hundred and thirteen before you reach the boundaries of this spacial pocket. The Rogue was chasing me, we needed a place to have our confrontation, and so we have a place. Do you see why you shouldn't interfere?"

The Heir blinks. He zoned out for a bit. He answers the mages question, "When I want to be, yes."

The Mages looks at the two creatures while listening to what the others are talking about. He then loudly ask if the Rogue and the Seer are humans. He says he's just making sure.

"Yeah, I'm human. Sorry I Thought That Was Obvious"

The Seer feels like he needs to work on his Kanaya impression.

"What if I want him to interfere? I helped make this place, didn't I?"

*turns to Mage*

"And yeah, I'm human."