Log:Princess Guard Interludes (Lia)

Princesses' Guard Interludes 2013/03/27 	 Lia Scrapper 1

In the sky above the above the bay, a crackle of green magic appears, then a green sphere, and as the sphere fades, it's Lia! A few thousand meters above the bay, falling.

Scrapper launches herself in the air toward the falling person, an aerodynamic bubble of purple force forming around her body to add speed to her flight.

As Scrapper approaches, Lia is fully conscious, and looking to the ground and more irritated then afraid. She's a bit surprised when she sees Scrapper, and just offers a wave as she continues her descent.

Scrapper matches speed with the falling person and yells over the roaring wind, "Are you skydiving or do you need help?"

Lia yells back, "I can land perfectly fine, though, that water could be problematic..."

Scrapper shoves Lia toward the shore. If she doesn't slow down, she should impact the beach.

"Thanks, now just teleport at the right time..." Lia yells back..."...Actually, yeah, I could use some help slowing down." Lia seems a bit alarmed now

Scrapper reaches out a pair of force hands, grabs Lia, and lets them stretch out as she reduces speed, slowing her decent without yanking her about.

"Thanks." Lia comments, as the wind dies down from the decrease in velocity. "I can land perfectly fine from low velocity falls using my teleport, but, I'd rather not try it with higher velocity falls, less I end up as a pile of goop." As a note, as before, Lia's body is /charged/ with magical energy, made from a type of mana.

Scrapper lowers Lia to the ground. "There you go"

Lia smiles as she's let down on the ground, sighing in relief. "Well, thanks. That could have ended rather poorly without your assistance..."

Scrapper says, "May I ask what you were going up there in the first place? Before you started falling?"

"...My teleport flung be further than I wanted it to, much, MUCH further." Lia mutters, scratching the back of head, a bit embarrassed, shaking her head at the idea afterward.

Scrapper says, "Then why didn't you teleport again before you built up speed falling?"

"Because I, in the moment, forgot that I didn't test it for high speed teleports, and figured it'd work fine." Lia notes. Lia hmms at Scrapper, "...Is this your true form? Because, I feel the presence of transformative magic...A strong presence, at that." Lia's own magical essence seems to adopt some of the magical energy from Scrapper. Only trace amounts, but still distinctly present, as if her mana is trying to match the type of mana Scrapper holds.

Scrapper frowns and nods slowly. "I was, but that was a long time ago... years."

Lia nods, and hmms, "And yet, the spell is in direct conflict of...something, barely holding itself together. Perhaps that's what's holding you in this form, then, as opposed to what you're supposed to look like."

Scrapper shrugs, "Not much I can do about it either way."

"But perhaps I could, after all, I /am/ a being forged from magic now...though, I don't know how to modify /others'/ magic as of this moment, but disrupting a spell shouldn't be terribly difficult, especially one that's just barely holding itself together...Perhaps I should look into it..." Lia notes, rubbing her chin.

Scrapper considers Lia's ramblings and asks, "You aren't offering to turn me into a frog, are you?"

Lia clarifies her ramblings, "No. I believe I can dispel whatever transformation spell is placed upon you, though, what exactly that will do to you is hard to tell..."

Scrapper says, "Let me clarify. You are offering to change me from what to what?"

"Good question." Lia smirks, shrugging a bit, "From what you are now, to what you /should/ be, I'd assume. I might need to analyze that spell a bit more closely, figure out what /exactly/ it's doing to you."

Scrapper chuckles like she's just realized she is talking to a crazy person, "Why don't you let me decide what I should be. Thanks, but no thanks."

Lia shrugs, "Suit yourself. But as a note, it could undo the spell that's making you younger than you should be." Lia looks a tad disapointed, though, not overally so.

Scrapper sneers cynically. "Let me guess, little genie - I just have to start the request with 'I wish', right?"

"Genie...?" Lia smirks, giggling, the laughing at the idea for quite a while. Afterwhich, she takes a deep sigh, and smiles, shaking her head, "Oh, that's funny. A genine? That's what you think I am?"

Scrapper says, "No. I think you are a magical crazy person."

Lia frowns at the statement, and nods, sighing. "Fair enough. It's not like I haven't heard that before. It's not exactly true, but most see me as one." Lia notes.

Scrapper sighs and says, "Listen, no offense but I just saved you from a simple mistake that almost became a suicide attempt. That is not exactly a glowing reputation for letting you play around with my cells."

Lia nods, understanding, "Yeah...wait until I get familar with how to use magic in my new form...then I'll seem a lot less crazy. And I wouldn't dream about doing stuff to your cells, only to a spell that's placed on you, and then only once I've learned how to cast 'Dispel' reliably."

Scrapper nods, "Fair enough. I look forward to hearing more about your education." She glances at the sky where Lia first appeared. "... if you live that long."

Lia looks to that spot as well, muttering, "Learning a healing spell or 10 wouldn't be a bad idea either...Or FLIGHT." Once then, Lia turns back to Scrapper, "I don't think we've learned each others' names, Lia Moonarson, former spell-crafter."

Scrapper says, "Jo Hopewell, acting field leader of the Princess' Guard.""

Lia nods, "Nice to meet you Jo. And, well, I was actually interested in joining the Princess' Guard..." Lia seems a tad embarrassed now, in a very 'oh crap why did I do that'-type way.

Scrapper says, "All admissions are approved by Princess Stephanie. I don't have any say in the matter. My only advice is keep practicing."

Lia nods, "My basic teleportation and attack spells are pretty nicely hammered out, forunately."

Lia briefly becomes a mass of green magical energy as would be more expected given how she registers to magic sight, and almost instantly stretches from one location to one 32m away, reforming into what she looked like before, taking a single second to complete the entire proccess. Then, she returns back to Scrapper.

Scrapper nods, "Not bad. How could you use that to rescue somebody?"

"Hmm, I could probably adapt my other teleportation technique to rescue people, though, I need to hammer the problems I have with it out before I do so. That's the reason I ended up in the sky in the first place: I was praticing my spells." Lia notes. "Alternatively, I could just warp over and take whatever shot they would, I'm probably a lot tougher, and I heal quickly."

Scrapper closes her eyes as if unsure she wants to ask, then sighs and says, "How tough?"

"I wish I knew, I haven't tested my limits yet." Lia notes, "I was human...only a week ago? I might not be tougher, but, I think I should be..."

Scrapper says, "How far have you gotten? Knives? Guns?"

"None, actually. Though, Cold Iron tends to hurt..." Lia notes. "I haven't tested it yet. Perhaps you could help with that?"

Scrapper closes her eyes again in a slow blink, thinking 'I just know I'm going to regret this.' Instead she says, "Okay."

Lia nods, "Ready when you are." Lia thinks o O (Irony, how the person who saved me is going to hurt me now...Ah well.)

Scrapper hits Lia with a quick uppercut.

Lia obviously didn't like how that felt as she goes flying back 6m. Her body rapidly becomes green energy, then reforms to her standing upright. Though, she doesn't look physically damaged by that attack at all. "Ok, that hurt..."

Scrapper nods. "Ready for something medium strength?"

"Sure." Lia responds, looking good as new good as new again.

Scrapper forms a purple force around her fist, brass knuckles style and repeats her quick punch

Again, she gets knocked back, again it looks like it hurts, again she shows no signs of actual injury, and again, she gets to her feet by using her teleport. "Hurt more, but, could've been worse." Lia shrugs.

Scrapper smiles openly and forms a baseball bat. "Ready for worse?"

"Go for it!" Lia smiles, "Testing limits is interesting." Scrapper winds up for a pull power baseball swing.

OOC: Lia says, "Unconscious! Con-Stunned! :P"

Wham! Lia's form briefly flickers as she goes flying back, completely unconscious now.

Scrapper oh-sh*t's and flies over to Lia to see if she is okay.

Lia's mana pools seems notably less intense as she lays there. However, soon enough, Lia's conscious again. "That...that hurt." Lia mutters, rubbing her head. "Well, I'd say that's about my limit, yes?" Scrapper smiles and nods. "I'd say so." Scrapper says, "Anything broken?""

Lia's magical energies regain their intensity, and Lia stands up, wobbling a bit before regaining her balance. "I don't think I have bones to break anymore..." Lia mutters.

< Scrapper has disconnected.>