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[Theur]

How long did Theur’s left hand stay up? A chime maybe two, it didn’t matter as it eventually fell but there he was; Noaru. Against the glow of the moon it seemed more like he was just standing in front of Theur rather than actually floating. Quite frankly Theur stopped asking questions a long time ago afterall spirits float don’t they. Spirit or no spirit, a surge would have coursed through Theur’s legs, in an instant he would have exploded upwards towards Noaru with his hand in a fist…but it never happened. His legs he found, he couldn’t move them it wasn’t like that they were broken or injured; he just couldn’t move them. Theur focused solely on Noaru as if staring into a bright object; not blinking. As he watched he noticed that Noaru’s body was a bit fuzzy. Odd Theur thought but then he noticed something else. Noaru was just out of reach even if Theur did jump with both arms stretched out he would never reach.Was it always like that he thought and then it hit him; Noaru was always out of range. Anger was the first to come. Theur was angry that he couldn’t reach Noaru, angry that he couldn’t move his legs, angry that he didn’t notice until now and then he heard something that surprised him. "May I know your name" It sounded all so surreal, out of place and considering from where it came from. It was Noaru who said it but still he couldn’t believe it. A chance opened up for him and he wasn’t going to let it all go to waste. For a while he didn’t answer he continued to stare at Noaru, to study him and then Theur finally spoke up. "Theur" He said in a soft voice repeating it three times to let it sink .In the same softness he continued "May I know…you’rs?" almost whispering the last few words. If Theur smiled he did his best to hide it. The orange around Theur’s hands had already begin to decay, he knew that it probably won’t last five more chimes and yet he was beaming with self-confidence. Theur had a plan he was gonna make Noaru come closer to him; inviting him closer; to be in range. Theur’s plan was full of holes the size of craters just one could spell disaster, he just hoped that Noaru won’t pick up on it. oocLOL its cool its cool we all have those moments too

[Noaru]

“ I'am called Noaru in the common tongue.”

The spirit waited patiently, willing to wait for what name the child had in store for him but he wouldn't get close to him, possessing someone that would swing their fist at you was rather risky, especially when he was materialized in the open. The strain of manifesting was enough but to be struck by an object, shedding soulmist... excruciating pain! That stress, he did not want to experience again, its similar to having your soul fade away and those missing pieces, replaced by anxiety, paranoia, and crushing despair.

“ The stage is all yours... ”

Noaru whispered to himself, scheming much like the evil and scandalous fiend he was; he couldn't help this, its just how he was! Nasty plots, murder, black-mail: maybe, sabotage? The spirit wondered how the mind of Theur functioned... was he twisted or a special soul he could keep his eyes upon in this city?

[Theur]

“Noaru…. huh” Theur said, Now what. A chime passed then two and it seems that Noaru wasn’t biting. The only thing noteworthy is that Theur thought he saw Noaru move his mouth. Whether Noaru was saying something, about to say something, whispering something or filter feeding; Theur didn’t ask. The only thing that filled Theur’s head was how to bring Noaru closer to him…assuming he saw correctly. Theur’s eyes were fixated on Noaru partly because he didn’t want to be taken in by surprise, by Noaru but also to keep tabs on him; Theur still hadn’t given up on drawing Noaru closer or perhaps it evolved into Theur getting closer instead. With his eyes locked on Noaru he scanned the immediate area with his peripheral vision hoping to find something that would give him an edge an idea a plan; Theur dared not to remove Noaru from his focus. Theur’s hands were godsends, they helped bundles and heaps. Firstly they were moving so he was more or less aware of his surroundings, secondly though there was only bit of the orange left; it still glowed and that helped. Now by this time Theur began to talk to Noaru though it sounded more like he was just talking to himself. Theur was just asking questions that could be answered with a “yes, no or by remaining silent”. Please don’t notice he thought; the questions were a cover up for his hands flailing around; like when one talks and they use their hands to express themselves more, so too did Theur mimic. In essence he was both inviting Noaru closer and buying himself more time. From time to Theur would pause, to take a whole breath of air in his lungs and then to continue talking; distracting Noaru with words and hands while using peripheral vision to find something and at this point...anything really. Despair began to take hold when Noaru wasn't moving or moving fast enough towards Theur and that Theur wasn’t finding anything; Noaru was up there and Theur couldn’t move his legs, that’s when he began to move using his arms. Theur proably raised Noaru’s suspicion then and there but that didn’t matter. Theur’s hands were grabbing anything that can be grabbed, digging his nails in things that can be nailed and he was moving away from Noaru. Theur wasn’t thinking of his plan anymore, he was just fed up but his eyes never left Noaru. Thud Thud Thud… Theur’s arms took him. …Thud Thud Thud... that was Theur’s pace. ...Thud Thud ThusssSPLASH suddenly the ground was gone. Pangs of pain rushed up his arms as a cold black surrounded him and consumed him, robbing him of four out of the five senses; hard to believe that this was water. Though a good part of Theur was underwater (head down); his hands held to the docks. Though disorientated and dazed, he could probably guess at what happened; Theur somehow fell in. In one heave, Theur pulled himself back on dry, dry land but as he began to compose himself he realized that he forgot all about Noaru. oocI completely forgot about quotation marks in my last post (its up now though) so if I confused you in anyway I'm sorry

[Noaru]

Noaru remained silent as he blinked in short controlled bursts, his feet finally meeting with the wooden foundations of the docks. The wood creaked beneath him with every step but this was not due to his weight for Noaru had no body cause any strain on the wood; only the dark waters separated from him by wood caused the docks to creak and growl, creating a kind of eerie atmosphere that would scare a soul, if they were walking alone at this very moment. Noaru as quietly and as quickly as he could move, strolled towards Theur in no apparent hurry in mind, he believed that drowning wouldn't be enough to distract Theur and decided to make a move... a quiet one.

“ He must have reached his limit...”

The spirit silently stood away from Theur, waiting patiently for the right moment to ''remind'' the young boy that he was still present and watching ever so intently for any moment of perfect distraction and weakness to occur or develop at the right moment. Noaru did feel a little bit of pity, it was cold tonight and being drenched in water wasn't a good state to be in; he would have to do something to to bring some sort of warmth to his little companion but what?

“ This moment is kind of saddening... if only there was so way to warm him.”

Noaru chuckled in his thoughts as he was thinking those words, there was no possible way he would be able to warm anyone without a flame but he didn't have good intentions to begin with, he was a sneaky and sly spirit; if most, evil when one would put it in perspective.

[Theur]

oocLets wrap it up buddy For a moment time itself stood still; Noaru was close very close and getting closer. It wasn’t the sound of footsteps no but the sound of wood creaking, growing ever louder as it approached Theur, as if some form of “weight” was moving along the docks. Finally it seemed that Theur’s plan was falling into place so why was his heart up against his throat? Nervousness Theur thought but there were no butterflies in his stomach; lack of confidence? But that wasn't it too. Theur was simply beating around the bush but still he denied and still he denied until he couldn't deny it anymore. It was Noaru alone. Unlike the other times where Noaru was simply exercising his power, simply toying with Theur, this time Theur felt that it wasn’t going to end with simple toying. He had his face looking at the wood of the docks for he did not want to see Noaru; He was on all fours for he was frozen on the spot. It almost looked like Theur was begging in front of Noaru shaking too (due to the cold water)…had he been facing Noaru. It was coincidence that Theur looked the way he did but one thing was certain he certainly pushed himself maybe a bit too far. "No…Mor..e" Theur said, his voice tired and strained Theur’s limbs gave way and he collapsed on the docks sprawled. Perhaps it was the orange that wore him out or maybe him falling in the water, maybe he just didn't sleep well last night, in any case Theur was tired. When Theur fell with that soft thud there was a look of satisfaction on Theur's face. Whether he was looking at Noaru or just a shadow; Theur showed the finger before losing consciousness.

[Noaru]

“ I believe when your power has matured, you will meet me again! Maybe, next time we can have a more casual chat until then Theur... farewell... for now.”

The spirits body faded until becoming completely unseen; his spiritual body losing its form and becoming nothing more than a mass of blackened soulmist, he ventured off back into the city--levitating over the cold earth as he did so. Noaru was off to find some more souls to torment and taunt before the night was completely over, he still had energy to burn and wasn't going to spend it all being completely idle!

However, much like always he wanted to increase his power, it was the only thing that was truly on his mind at this moment and he couldn't help but think of only gaining power. The spirit stopped and glanced back at the unconscious body of Theur, rethinking about how the little brat had given him the finger! Noaru chuckled again at Theur's defiance and turned then continued in his travels--the boy had left an impression on him and Noaru believed he had left an impression on Theur; though, a tad bit negative one at that.

The spirit disappears off into the night, his presence dissipates once he enters the darkness between two buildings.

[Cataclysm]

Theur :

Experience

Observation 3
Shielding 1
Brawling 1
Acrobatics 1

Lore Earned

Stuff that goes bump in the night
How a ghost moves
Checking how many paces away from an opponent
A ghost's all encompassing fear

Noaru :

Experience

materialization 3

Lore Earned

Scaring a young boy
Fear of losing soulmist

Theur the way your using shielding is incorrect. There is no way shielding can be used to harm people. In a ghost's case you have to somehow get part of a ghost to actually shield against it. Which is actually impossible in that case. Noaru be sure to change your name to fit the one in game. You already got an intervention from Gossamer so you should get that fixed ASAP. I'll withhold exp in other possible threads until I've seen you changed it like so.

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