∞ [voice] (note: retconned out of Luceti canon)

[chikaidestroyer]

Haha... Hahaha...


[ooc: Beware. Depending on his now unstable mood and your relation to him, Albert may summon something to attack you.]

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[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

He's not--

Don't do it, Al, damn you. Don't you dare.

[chikaidestroyer]

Hahaha...

[oh crap, he's looking for you D:]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

[if he looks off to his far left, he might see a white-coated figure flanked by mirages]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Sorry, Caesar. If you look, you have a newly-appeared mirage waiting for you.]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

[For all his creepiness, Albert still has to walk to lessen the gap between them. He smirks behind a curtain of dark red hair.]

It's good to see you, Caesar. Do you like my army?

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Uh ... yeah, sure. Al, don't wear yourself out, okay? This has to be a strain on you, and you're ... smart enough to that a summoner's hold over these things can be tenuous at best.

What was the fire all about, anyway?

[chikaidestroyer]

[And as you retreat, Caesar, Albert advances. Simple logic of war. Close in. Decimate.]

You seem to think I feel strain. Foolish.

[He does feel strain, but it wouldn't be very creepy if he said that, would it? From one of his pockets, he pulls out what looks like a long sheet of singed paper.]

You missed one.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

I know you better than that, Al. Usually. Sometimes. Don't push it, okay? I don't want to see you hurt.



W-what do you mean?

[chikaidestroyer]

I'm not the one that will be hurt, Caesar.

[Oh, hey, look! The piece of paper is glowing now!]

A weak flame, but it destroys all the same.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

Shall I see to it you don't?

[Yes, Caesar, that was a threat. He raises the scroll, the very air around them growing hot. The mirages waver as Albert splits his strength between two magics, but it's obvious either magic is still dangerous.]

Hahaha...

2/2

[chikaidestroyer]

[And then he visibly winces, the magic on the scroll fading as he touches his head.]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Dammit Albert!

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert all but falls over, the mirages fading even as the Pale Gate pulses on his forehead. His eyes are shut tight with strain.]

Caesar.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Al, hey ... that was close. Are you okay?

[chikaidestroyer]

[He shakes his head, the headache fading as the rune fades down a bit. It's still prominent to actually make it out, which shows it's still active.]

I-- Sorry. This isn't... We need to be careful.

[He reaches into one of his numerous pockets, pulling out what looks like a rumpled ball of feathers.]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Yeah, we do. You about got me there.

[chikaidestroyer]

You need to ... run. I don't know what will happen if I know where you are. Don't tell me. Just run.

[He shoves the tiny owl into Caesar's hand. It's obvious Rune's wing is broken, and the owl looks pained.]

I just... I just snatched him out of the air. Like he was a book flying at my face.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Albert, we can do something. Restrain you somehow, I don't know -- I ... I can't let this happen again. The others were content just to talk. You ...

[chikaidestroyer]

If you think you can restrain a Pale Gate Rune, Caesar, please tell me how. [He sounds annoyed, tired, and more than a little impatient.] I don't know what's going to happen. It's like being possessed and being forced to watch. He must be... He must be laughing at me.

[He looks down at the injured owl, sighing.] You're the only one I've tried to attack like this. The others... Just toying with them. Taunting them.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

I don't know; I'm not a mage ... can you cast without speaking? If someone had a silencing technique of something ... I ... understand. I'll go now. Let's try to keep it to just taunting, okay?

[chikaidestroyer]

It's a rune, Caesar... Have you ever seen the Flame Champion audibly chant to cast a spell? It's... It's... But the ritual. The ritual is spoken.

[He looks at Caesar, and his expression is close to desperate -- try as he might, he can't completely cover his fear.] Don't confront me. And if you see me, don't hesitate. The mirages-- they're fast. If I tell them to attack--

Stay with someone. Someone who can protect you.