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Ragnarök-RP Thread

Ythala stayed like that for a few moments, running her hand along the women's kimono, before slowly flapping her wings, returning to the ground.

"I'll...I'll let you return to your training!" She said. She bowed respectfully at the women, a blush on her face.
"Alright. Do inform me if you need anything." Okita said, swiftly raising her sword and returning to her training.
Rhongomyniad rose her arms to hug Kinzer, immediately doing it at max tightness immediately as she began to crying a little into Kinzer
Kinzer kept hugging Rhongomyniad, simply doing his best to comfort her. "It uh... It'll be alright, Rhongo... I'm here for ya..." He said as best he could in an attempt to comfort her.
 
Kinzer simply sighed while Gabriel blushed and chuckled, "Whatever you say, Rhongo. Have fun, and you can talk to me whenever you need someone to talk to." Gabriel said as she left the room, having enjoyed their talk thoroughly.

"Gonna let me go anytime soon?" Kinzer asked.
 
Ythala nodded at Okita, flapping her wings before flying out of the training room. She gently landed in one of the chairs on the ship, absentmindedly beginning to tune her harp. Her thoughts drifted back to Okita again, and a blush appeared on her face.

"...I wonder what's under that kimono..." Ythala murmured, blushing heavily. She remained sitting, beginning to drift off into a daydream.

David sighed, watching as the angel left. Slowly, he began his workouts again, using his body control to forcefully remove his resistance to his own gravity, before slamming the full force of his gravity onto himself. Sweat began flowing from his body as he breathed out, beginning to do squats underneath his super condensed gravity field.

"...Kajo...she said...she said that she accomplished everything she wanted...that she was ok with dying...I...I shouldn't dwell on it too much..." David thought. His mind was jumbled, anguish both at the idea that Kajo and everyone else in the Lostbelt would likely die, and the general stress of the situation, clearly getting to him. Ythala music helped...but now that she was gone, he was alone with his thoughts again.

"...wish I could get one of Gabriel's calming hugs..." He thought. He knew how effective they were, but also knew that, given their current relationship, it would be...awkward, to say the least, to ask for any favor like that.

Masayoshi continued to practice her scroll near the ship's center, channeling her magic with more and more precision. She was getting close, she could sense it. The bamboo in her hand morphed and changed as she concentrated with the utmost focus. Slowly, another shape began to form, this one in her other hand as a small, green sprout began to appear on her palm.

"...Almost...there..." She thought. She was trying to replicate the plant, attempting to create it out of magic alone. She knew that something like that would elevate her plant magic to a new level, she just needed to master it. Her attempt to sprout the large root against the corrupted monster earlier was extremely flawed, which made it difficult to control and extremely draining on her magic reserves. She couldn't afford to do something like that again until she was sure she had mastered the spell.

Lance was in a separate room of the ship, busily going through the workout routine Metatron had taught him.

"......I suppose Metatron is alone now, isn't he?" Lance thought. He knew that Cullthane had been acting coldly towards the man, and since he and Lance hadn't spoken since the incident, he assumed Metatron was simply off on his own. He shook his head, sadnesses visible on his expression for a few moments. In truth, he was growing lonely as well, having gotten used to Metatron constantly being at his side.

"...I hope he's doing alright...."
 
Okita continued her training, graceful slashes cutting through the wind as each moment passed, green energy following behind her with each movement as she continued her unique breathing pattern, remembering Ythala's music, smiling. "It reminds me of my mother's own music..." Okita thought to herself, her movements beginning to speed up, becoming blinding to anybody in the room as the sharpness of her sword swings increased.

Rory and Kiara had long since ceased sparring, simply doing their own individual workouts. Kiara began doing one-finger pushups, breathing heavily. Her clothes were already weighted and always had been since she'd begun training under Antares and working for Ragnarok, Kiara having to balance all of the weight without practically destroying the ground under her.

Rory removed her uniform temporarily so that she could remove her weighted gloves, letting them fall to the ground and slightly dent the floor beneath her as she dropped them. During that interval, the muscles of her arms violently contracted, sweat dripping down her and forming a small puddle under her. Both her triceps and her biceps contracted with each movement, the muscles in her arms seeming as if they were about to burst from the skin as they pulled apart like threads, all the way from her deltoid, down to her Brachioradialis, as she replaced her previous metal gloves with something heavier as she donned her uniform again, beginning to swing the heaviest blade she could create, seeking to sharpen her skills with heavier weapons she could be swifter with weighted weapons.

"I wonder if Kiara finds this unattractive..." Rory thought to herself, referring to how bulky her arms were. She was muscular in other areas, yes, but the primary mass was focused around the shoulder and arm areas. She'd been like this ever since she was 14 and was just entering the Dream World, and she'd never paid any mind to it... But that was until she'd gotten an actual wife who wasn't murdered by calamities(Pandora), so she felt a bit more mindful of her 'bulky' appearance than usual.

Lance could hear a knock on his door, and if his senses were any good, he'd be able to tell that it was Metatron, especially since they were bonded.

"Oh, hey, Shalor. What's up?" Gabriel asked, seeming weirdly cheerful as she answered Shalor's call.
 
"Well, I hadn't instantly read your mind, but whatever." Gabriel simply sighed, "I can't really do much since I'm not there to help you, and I've got stuff to deal with myself, but, obviously, try and stay safe, alright? Don't separate from Bedivere."
 
David had swapped from his Hindu squats, beginning to do a neck bridge on the ground while still under his intense gravity, folding his arms as his whole body trembled and shook under the weight of his own power. Sweat poured down his body as the muscles around his face and neck bulged with obvious exertion. While his mind was clouded with thoughts and emotions, he defaulted to simply doing the workouts he had done while training to wrestle. Albeit, to a far more strenuous level due to the addition of his own gravity.

Lance could hear a knock on his door, and if his senses were any good, he'd be able to tell that it was Metatron, especially since they were bonded.
Lance let out a small yelp of surprise, immediately flipping off the ground and onto his feet. He knew who it was; that was obvious. Yet he had no idea how to proceed. What could Metatron possibly want him for? He didn't know if the man still even cared about him, much less would actively seek him out. Hesitantly, he spoke up.

"...C-come in!" He said.
 
"Well, I hadn't instantly read your mind, but whatever." Gabriel simply sighed, "I can't really do much since I'm not there to help you, and I've got stuff to deal with myself, but, obviously, try and stay safe, alright? Don't separate from Bedivere."
"Yeah, I wasn't planning to... honestly really glad to see your doing well!" Shalor responded, his voice becoming more happy
 
Lance let out a small yelp of surprise, immediately flipping off the ground and onto his feet. He knew who it was; that was obvious. Yet he had no idea how to proceed. What could Metatron possibly want him for? He didn't know if the man still even cared about him, much less would actively seek him out. Hesitantly, he spoke up.

"...C-come in!" He said.
Metatron walked into Lance's room and immediately crossed his arms, "Who said you could slack off just because I came in? Get back to training while we talk."
"Yeah, I wasn't planning to... honestly really glad to see your doing well!" Shalor responded, his voice becoming more happy
"I'm also glad to see your in... relative wellness, Shalor," Gabriel said with a smile.
 
Metatron walked into Lance's room and immediately crossed his arms, "Who said you could slack off just because I came in? Get back to training while we talk."
Lance sighed, flashing him a small smile before slowly getting back onto the ground. Slowly, he resumed his push-ups.

"......" He remained silent for a moment, before speaking.

"...How are you feeling...?" He asked
 
Lance sighed, flashing him a small smile before slowly getting back onto the ground. Slowly, he resumed his push-ups.

"......" He remained silent for a moment, before speaking.

"...How are you feeling...?" He asked
"I am feeling fine," Metatron said, removing his shoes and leaving them at the door in a weird attempt to be polite... Before straight-up taking a seat with crossed legs on Lance's back, releasing all 6 of his wings to add onto the weight.

"...I merely came to discuss something with you."
"By the way, how's it going with Terevion?" Shalor asked
"D-Don't worry about that and return to your business already!" Gabriel exclaimed with a blush.
 
"I know why your asking Shalor, and it makes me uncomfortable to discuss it with others, and thus, I would rather not!" Gabriel would exclaim once more, clearly not wishing to discuss it, as it was clearly a sensitive topic, and flustered her deeply.
 
"I am feeling fine," Metatron said, removing his shoes and leaving them at the door in a weird attempt to be polite... Before straight-up taking a seat with crossed legs on Lance's back, releasing all 6 of his wings to add onto the weight.

"...I merely came to discuss something with you."
Lance sighed wearily, adjusting his stance to account for the increased weight, before continuing his workout.

"...Well...if you need to talk...I'm...always available to you, Metatron..." Lance said between breaths. His tone betrayed his surprise, clearly not expecting Metatron to come to him to chat. He wondered briefly what it was, and whether he should be worried.

"...What would you like to discuss?"
 
Lance sighed wearily, adjusting his stance to account for the increased weight, before continuing his workout.

"...Well...if you need to talk...I'm...always available to you, Metatron..." Lance said between breaths. His tone betrayed his surprise, clearly not expecting Metatron to come to him to chat. He wondered briefly what it was, and whether he should be worried.

"...What would you like to discuss?"
Metatron let out a sigh laced with clear frustration, thinking of what to say. He didn't know how to ask for advice, and he didn't really think what he did was wrong in the first place, but, he had to do this... He had to use Lance to figure out how to handle the situation, or well, he had to own up to his mistakes, as difficult that may be.

"...I would first like to... Apologize for my previous outburst. That was unfair of me, especially to you." Metatron would say, biting his tongue as he said that.

"I have to do this... I have to..." He thought to himself.
"Then talk about it to him, regardless, is there anything you want to tell me?" Shalor asked
"No, not really, Shalor... I'm just glad we're both in somewhat decent positions. I'll talk to you later, alright?" Gabriel said, breathing out.
 
Metatron let out a sigh laced with clear frustration, thinking of what to say. He didn't know how to ask for advice, and he didn't really think what he did was wrong in the first place, but, he had to do this... He had to use Lance to figure out how to handle the situation, or well, he had to own up to his mistakes, as difficult that may be.

"...I would first like to... Apologize for my previous outburst. That was unfair of me, especially to you." Metatron would say, biting his tongue as he said that.

"I have to do this... I have to..." He thought to himself.
Lance nearly collapsed onto the ground. His eyes widened as he heard Metatron's words. Slowly, he breathed out, nodding a bit.

"...What's done is done..." He said quietly, sighing. He didn't know what else to say.

"...I...I appreciate the apology, Metatron. Truly. I...didn't expect you to care...." He said.
 
David's eyes shifted over to the man as he walked into the room.

"Oh...he's...that security guard person...or something like that...?" David thought. Removing the gravity around himself, he flipped over onto his knees, standing up as he glanced at Jack.

"...sure, I can spar for a bit." David said, stretching his arms. He hoped the spar would help him take his mind off things.
 
"Alright, just, talk to him alright?" Shalor responded, getting ready to disconnect once he had an answer
"I'll do it later, Shalor. Stay safe, alright?" Gabriel said with a smile.
Lance nearly collapsed onto the ground. His eyes widened as he heard Metatron's words. Slowly, he breathed out, nodding a bit.

"...What's done is done..." He said quietly, sighing. He didn't know what else to say.

"...I...I appreciate the apology, Metatron. Truly. I...didn't expect you to care...." He said.
"...Well, there's really no point in me straining all of my relationships. I've nothing else to do but try and rectify my mistakes... Which is... Why I've come to you." Metatron said.

...

"Oh, you guys are sparring? Mind if I join in?" Rory asked as she walked up, her steps lightly denting the ground due to the weight of the sword she was carrying and her metal gloves.

"Go get em' luv!" Kiara said as she simply continued training, both her and Rory deciding that she should try and take it a bit easier so they didn't harm Rio or Kiara.
 
David shrugged.

"Yeah, sparring's good for that kinda thing. Help's ya get better on the field and all that" David said, stretching his neck as he looked at the man.

"...You're some kinda weapon specialist, right? Think I remember ya using some kinda sword or somethin."
"I could say, although I use very exotic things so to speak" said Jack with a smile
"Oh, you guys are sparring? Mind if I join in?" Rory asked as she walked up, her steps lightly denting the ground due to the weight of the sword she was carrying and her metal gloves
"As you like, Madam" Jack said with his smile
 
"Yeah, don't... Don't call me madam, please and thank you." Rory said as she began removing her uniform, wrapping the sleeves around her waist like a belt and wrapping her hair in a ponytail, keeping her metal gloves on while also dissipating her abnormally heavy sword and replacing it with a lighter katana.

"Ready whenever you are."
 
"Alright! You too!" Shalor responded, closing the connection

"Really... stay safe Gabriel... Enkidu, I'll handle things on this end, watch over Gabriel." Shalor thought, standing up

Raviathon breathed out as she exited the shower, finding a button for a map and teleporting over to Ythala "Hey..."
 
Okita sighed as she got up, ceasing her training temporarily and moving over to another corner of the room, not wanting to be in the middle of their spar.

Gabriel smiled, heading back into her room, assuming Kinzer and Rhongomyniad****** already left.
 
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