L O S T in Thought-OPEN

[NATHANIEL BRANDT]

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Nate kept his head down until he heard the clashing of metal a ways off from them. Lifting his head up slowly in case something else was flying at them, he turned to see that the large spiked wrecking ball had veered off course and into a metal structure behind them. The ball had shifted with the wind that he had accidentally released. Did the wind do that? Did I do that? The wind had saved him yet again. Perhaps the wind was not all bad. Although if it weren’t for this wind I most likely wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place. But also, the girl had saved him. It was strange. How did someone notice something like that before it struck? Even if she had saw it, it was coming at such a high speed that one would not have had time to warn the others before being hit by it. There was something amiss about that girl and perhaps the blonde one too. He turned back in front to see what might have thrown the sphere at them. Previous experience had taught him that these entities could hide themselves and so he was surprised to see that a girl standing in the distance. Squinting, he could just make out the form of a girl with long dark, hair. The girl’s black hair actually reminded him of Nemi but he doubted that she would be able to do such a thing. He was more shocked at the fact that there was actually a tangible enemy in front of him that he could see. This could be either a blessing or a curse. At the moment, it was a curse. Said enemy was doing something and it did not look good for them. The girl was controlling metal, there was no doubt about that, and she was currently controlling a silvery substance that was coming towards them towards them. Out of the corner of his eye, Nate watched the purple haired girl stand up to inspect the liquid metal as it surrounded them and began to form deadly shapes and weaponry. As one of them neared the photographer, it formed a spiked ball. Nate scrambled up as quickly as possible, ignoring the bruises and cuts along his hands. The deadly weaponry moved much slower than the wrecking ball had, but they surrounded the quartet and were quickly closing in on them. “Anyone have any ideas on how to live?” asked the unnamed purple haired girl. Nate considered the situation. The metal objects were coming closer and decreasing the space between them. If they tried to run, there was no chance that they would be able to get out unscathed. He needed to think, and fast. There was always the wind; it had saved him before, maybe it will help in this situation. Best case scenario, it would blow the objects away. Worst case scenario, it would blow the objects around erratically hitting and or killing them all in the process. But what other alternative did they have? The problem was that it also meant blowing the other three around as well. Then again why should he care? Because that would mean killing people and even you are not that evil, he told himself mentally. If he warned them then perhaps and they braced themselves for the gale then it was worth a shot. However, it meant telling them about his ability. Then again, they probably knew already and he would much rather live with people knowing than dying with a secret like that. ”I could try to blow them away, but you guys might want to hold onto something if I do.” ________________________ tagged: Kathryn Bennett, Nachi Shirokane, Josephine Atkins notes: Does this mean that Nate’s the only one with offensive powers at the moment? credit: bubbles of SA

[NACHI SHIROKANE]

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[JOSEPHINE ATKINS]

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[FATE]

 

 

Claire wiped a bead of sweat that had trickled down her forehead. The metal structure refused to move to her will, she knew she was getting closer but she was not as strong as she had believed she was. Claire bit her tongue as she squinted to try and force the metal to cooperate. The metal groaned in response, it was clear her influence was affecting the metal but she had to have more time in order to actually manipulate that much metal. She ground her teeth slightly as she tried to force the metal to strike.

In response the metal structure continued to lean towards the group of humans. They were still going to die at Claire's hand but she just needed a bit more time. She glanced sideways at her liquid metal that was forcing the group into a small herd like sheep. She knew she wouldn't be able to do both. She swore under her breath, she would have to drop the metal if she wanted to strike with the metal frame. She knew she would be able to kill them if she had to control both source of metal. At the same though she would be left totally unguarded in the time it took her to wield the metal structure. She knew it was her only hope.

If they tried to run they wouldn't be able to get far enough. She would crush them with her power. If they tried to attack her she hoped she would be able to have enough time to stop them from harming her. Claire bit her lip as she let her influence drop on the liquid metal and focus on the metal structure. The liquid metal that had been circling the four humans dropped to the ground and instantly started to solidify as soon as it hit the group with harsh clanging sounds. Claire prayed she was strong enough.

Civilian, (.5) Weak Water Affinity, (.75) Weak Spirit Affinity (.75) and Normal Wind Affinity (1) vs. level two Elemental (2)
numbers 1-5 used. 1, 3, 5, for the humans. 2 and 4 for the Elemental. number generated: 2.
Elemental victory

They will not win this battle but be creative of how you lose. Losing doesn't mean death always! Posting order resumes with Katie!

 

[KATHRYN BENNETT]

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[NATHANIEL BRANDT]

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This guy is possibly the biggest idiot I have ever had the misfortune to meet, Nate thought. Not only had the mental patient invade his personal bubble again, he had also tried asking him for a kiss. The fact that the insane person thought that he was his brother only made Nate feels more awkward. Because honestly, who asks their brother for a kiss right before they are about to die? Then he started laughing at Nate’s proposal of blowing the metal objects away. His idea, while illogical, was clearly better than doing nothing. Worse of all, he looked to be completely calm during this situation. There was a good chance that they were going to die and here the moron was completely relaxed. Did this person not know fear or shame?! Nate glared at him as he laughed hysterically. ”Get off me! For the last time I am not your brother. Also, this situation is serious! There is the possibility that we will all die so if you have a better idea then please, by all means, share. Now that he was done addressing the taller man, he turned to look at the other two to see if they gave any indication of agreement to his plan. The blonde haired girl seemed preoccupied with something that she had pulled out of her pocket and the purple haired girl… Nate froze. He could see the dark haired girl’s face much more clearly now and something about her felt very familiar to him. Memories of his days as an air general resurfaced. The images were blurry but he realized that he was fighting. But who was he fighting? Did he fight against this girl in a past life or did she fight with him? Nate felt as if there was something very important that he was forgetting and he desperately wanted to find out. But at that moment, it seemed that he would never know whether she is friend or foe. They needed to survive if he wanted to find out. Suddenly, the metal that was surrounding them dropped to the ground. Well I don’t need to unleash the wind again, but what is going on? Should we run? Could we run? Nate’s instincts told him to flee while he had the chance. Nate took a step back and prepared to run. He watched the enemy to make sure that she would not manipulate the metal surrounding him the moment he fled. The photographer was sure that no one wanted to stay in this situation which made it all the more stunning when he saw one of the girls run towards the enemy. ”No! What are you doing?” It was the purple haired girl. Was she insane? There was no way that they were going to be able to defeat this enemy and yet she still charged head on at the creature, human, whatever it was. Nate looked to the enemy and saw that the metal wielding girl had her hand out again and looked as if she was preparing for another attack. The purple haired one probably wouldn’t survive if she was hit dead on. Nate needed that girl to survive; he needed information as to why he recognized her. There was no doubt that she too was from one of the kingdoms that he saw in his memories and perhaps she could shed some light as to what was going on. He needed to help her, but how? Looking around him, there was nothing he could do. Charging head on as the girl had done was completely impractical and unleashing the wind was counterproductive at the moment. And besides, his wind could only be let loose or stifled. It would be of no use if he could not control the damned gust. He was truly useless at this moment. Nate felt angry and helpless. If only I had more power, then maybe I could actually defend myself for once. ________________________ tagged: Kathryn Bennett, Nachi Shirokane, Josephine Atkins notes: >.> credit: bubbles of SA