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Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Lillian sighed as she got ready for yet another evening watching the magician. She had seen his act so many times she could do it in her sleep, however the council was not satisfied that he was a simple illusionist so once again she headed to his show. She wore a simple black dress and wore her long raven colored hair in a braid she shuffled into the theater with the rest of the audience. She was also careful to purchase different seats as to go unnoticed but she still had to sit close enough to the stag to watch carefully. Her purple eyes watched his act very closely throughout the whole performance. As the show drew to a close she knew his last act would be the vanishing audience member what she wasn't counting on was that tonight he called on her. She wanted to refuse but she knew she couldn't it would just bring unwanted attention to her. She gracefully rose from her seat and made her way to the stag she tried to act excited as so not give anything away.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Noah smiled at Lillian as he helped her onto the stage. She was a very pretty woman. He was glad that he had picked her out of the audience. He did not know who she was. Perhaps a talent scout? Or maybe someone sent to uncover the mysteries of his illusions. Noah had no idea, but he would find out after the show. Hello and thank you for accepting my invitation for assisting in the show. Now, if you will just step into the box please. Noah made to assist her into the illusion. The box itself was made of what appeared to be thick pine slabs. It was roughly cut, but would hide what was necessary so that the audience would not see. How, if it was so sturdy, did it burn so very quickly and absolutely down to ashes? There was no smell of accelerant or anything else that would help with the burning. How was it done?
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Lillian smiled as he helped her on stag. She did have to admit he was much more handsome in person. She entered the box as he instructed she was shocked to find no smile of gas or anything like that to make the box burn quickly as she thought. She simply smelled the pine wood that the box was made of. Once he shut the door the she did look at the box more closely hoping to find some evidence that the council was wrong and he was just a simple illusionist however that was proving more difficult by the second
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

There was a soft knock underneath the box and a hatch opened large enough for Lillian to slip through. One of the stage hands was waiting underneath the stage. Come on down now, Miss. You've got about a minute before he catches the box on fire and you certainly don't want to be up there when he does! The stage hand smiled up at Lillian and offered a hand to help her down. Noah will want to come and talk to you about the illusion to make sure you don't tell anyone and to answer any questions you have. If you'd like to have a seat just over here... The stage hand motioned towards a folding chair that had been set out for her. The room itself was full of magic material and illusions. The stage hand shut the door and moments later, there was a slight tingle in the air as the box erupted into flames. Down below, they felt and heard nothing though.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Lillian looked down at her feet as she heard the knock and the stag hand opened the door. She figured this was how the trick was done however how was burning the box so quickly. She slipped down through the trap door and thanked the hand. She looked at the folding chair and carefully made her way over to to it but as she did she felt as rush up her spine one she knew to be the use of magic and close. Could this magician really have magic? She took a seat and waited.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

There was the sound of applause moments later, then it began to slowly disappear until everything grew silent once more. Then just a couple minutes later there was a sound outside the door. It opened to reveal Noah standing in all of his suit wearing, stage illusionist glory. He leaned against the frame and did not say anything for a long moment as he regarded her. You've been here for many of my shows. You sit in different places each time, dress differently, and don't draw any attention to yourself. Noah looked at her quizzically, Who are you? Talent scout? Another illusionist?
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Lillian heard the applause rise and fade and she knew it was over. She heard the door open and she rose from her chair as he entered. She moved a little closer to him but stopped when he explained he had noticed her before. Well sir you have a very good eye to notice me mixed in with all your fans her voice was soft but had a beautiful and powerful tone to it before I answer any of your questions I do have one of my own, how do you get the box to burn so quickly.?
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Noah arched an eyebrow at her question. So. Illusionist then. It's a pine box, they're made to burn quickly and thoroughly. He explained. She should have known that. Of course, most people used an accelerant of some sort to make it happen so quickly, but he had never thought to do so himself. Never needed it. The audience sees me light it, it catches immediately and then poof. Falls to ashes. You've seen it done before. Several times now I imagine. He watched her, his eyes flickering over how she walked and moved. She did not have the same mannerisms as most illusionists he met. Nor their assistants. You're not an illusionist. It was a statement of fact.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

The doubt of his claim shown clearly on her face. She had fire place in her home and did burn line from time to time and there was no way it would burn that quickly not without help. No I am not an illusionist not in the way you mean. Her comment was held a sense of mystery to it. She needed to get the truth from him now this could be her only chance. Why did you choose to do stag magic with your life
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Magic, misdirection, and illusion have always been easy for me. Lying too, but he did not feel the need to tell her that just now. It was fairly obvious already. I mastered most up close magic by the time I was a teenager. He had been able to force cards through decks, distract people, and surprise just about anyone. My parents were, if anything, indulgent in letting me choose a way through life and now here I am. Now, what's your real purpose for being here?
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Lillian looked into his eyes as he spoke and she could tell he was hidding something. Well then you were a lucky little boy to have parents that allowed you the freedoms you have. But my reasons for being here are my own but I have come to try to discover the truth. She then knew what she had to do next. She looked him in the eyes it was then her own eyes seem to sparkle. She knew of he was a witch he would be able to see it if he was not then he wouldn't see any changes she waited for a reaction.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Noah turned his head a bit as her eyes began to sparkle. How had she done that? So far as he knew, there were no trick contacts that were able to have that kind of effect on someone's eyes. Okay, Dumbledore. I'll admit, that was a really cool trick. How'd you do it? Noah asked, his curiosity clearly piqued as he watched her eyes sparkle and waited for her answer. Something told him that she would not share so readily just yet.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

She was shocked the council was right he was a witch or a wizard in this case her eyes refocused and return to normal. So you saw that, but you don't understand what that means? She realized now this was going to be harder than she thought if he didn't even now what that meant, she would need to think of to explain it all.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Not a fucking clue. Noah remarked. You've got an unlimited budget to buy expensive contacts? Maybe some kind of crazy RD team? Noah really had no idea what she was alluding to. Had no idea of the power that he supposedly possessed and certainly had no idea that he had drawn the attention of some other group of people that wanted to know more information about him. Why don't you tell me what it means and why you are here then.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

She looked around and shook her head no here is not the place to explain this all to you, you will have a hard enough time understanding as it is. She took some steps closer to him and then produced a card it had an address on it but nothing else. This my home address when your ready for the truth you can find me there.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

I'm really not the sort to be making house calls. Noah joked, But... in this case. He took the card from her and stepped aside so that she could leave as she did not seem that inclined in talking to him at the moment. Or at least she did not wish to discuss things further. I will consider it. Noah disappeared the card. It was a moderately easy trick to pull off and down right difficult to see even close up. Have a good night, Miss.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Lillian nodded her head moved past him to the door. She exited the threater and headed home. Her home was rather large upscale. But it was because it was a family home passed down from generation. Growing up in the house it was just her and parents but they were gone now and it was just her. She entered her house. She tossed her keys on the table near the door. She then headed upstairs to change in her favorite sweat pants and oversized sweater.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Noah stared at the card for a while after she left. It was all very hush hush, almost cloak and dagger like. Very strange and very, very intriguing. He frowned and tucked it away into his jacket where he could find it later and began to move around, closing down the show and area for the night. It was an hour later before he left. He glanced at the card again and nodded to himself. He would find out tonight. It was not a tough place to find. He let his motorcycle coast to a stop behind what he assumed was Lillian's car. It was late in the evening, but he figured she would still be up and there were lights on. Noah cut the engine and stashed his helmet before walking up towards the door. He double checked the address once more before knocking loudly.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Lillian had entered the library after she was done changing and began pulling book after book from her shelf thumbing through each one. Some set aside some she slid back on the shelf. Her library was huge easily over a thousand books. It would take her years to read each one of them. She was so wrapped up in her work she didn't even realize how late was becoming. It wasn't until she heard a knock on her door that she finally stopped. She set down the book she was looking through and went to the front door and opened it. She was shocked to see him at her door already. Well I surprised to see you here already I figured you would be the type to think this over for a few days. She stepped a side to let her in
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Call me impulsive. He conceded as he walked inside. You tracked me down for a reason. Good or bad, I am curious to know what it is. Noah looked around the house and nodded a bit to himself as he took everything in. It spoke of money and wealth. Not just monetary either. Reminded him of his parents place a bit. Not that he ever visited them. He was quite happy in his apartment. So, what is it that you have to tell me that you could not at the show?
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

She lead him into her home and into the library motioning for him to sit on a couch near the fire place. Before we start can I get you anything so,etching to eat or drink what she really wanted to do was slip away and change however it was to late now he was already in her home and it would be weird if she changed her clothes now.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

If this is going to be a long discussion... Noah glanced around the library. Who owned a library? ... and it seems like it is going to be a long one, water would probably be a good thing to have. He smiled and regarded her state of dress and general attire. She really had not been expecting him so soon. Perhaps that would work to his advantage in the discussion.
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

The length of the conversation depends on how much you believe she then disappeared from the room and went to the kitchen. She returned shortly holding a couple bottles of water handing him one she took a seat in a chair across from him. Do you believe in real magic, not tricks or illusion but real magic?
Thread: This Magic Moment [citizenanon, nightsorceress]

Noah seemed to consider her question for a moment. Did he believe in real magic or not? He had never really seen any before. I believe that unexplainable things are possible and it would be pretty stupid of me to rule out such a thing from never existing, but I do find it difficult to believe in. He admitted, I would think that the world would have known about such a thing by now if it existed.
Thread: Happy Birthday, Arisilde!!!

Happy birthday, Ari!!! 333333 I hope you have a marvelous day today, sweetie! lots of snugs and hugs cake and ice cream for you
Thread: Happy Birthday, Arisilde!!!

So far it's been pretty good for her.
Thread: Tier chatting shit

May as well cuz sometimes there isn't always somewhere to put a thought or a musing or updates
Thread: Tier chatting shit

Knew the Ferguson issue would come up eventually, in fact I guess I was surprised it hadn't come up already, but I had already been griping in a feeling of foreboding over other posts I have seen thus far, and my experience of BMR back when it was DR. For the record I had no intention of exploding over the Ferguson issue, as it really isn't my place. All I can do as an ally to protesters amidst media blackouts and criticising of the justice system and local law enforcement, is present information I myself have gathered and stocked to boost and support the protesters of Ferguson The privileged in general shouldn't really speak for or represent the oppressed, and as a white person I am a benefactor from their mistreatment whether I like it or not, and I can only threaten and spread their accounts. My opinion is that what is happening in Ferguson is unbelievable to a UK person where blatant brutality, corruption and injustice is nauseating and very shocking.
Thread: Fixers (Beautiful_Disgrace and I)

Aernir was on the top of the tall building as he listened to Luce and Wizard talking over the commlink channel. He was quiet, a likely characteristic of a man who dealt in the shadiest of businesses Assassination. Of course, he wasn't just an assassin. If he was, he would have been working alone. The proper title for the ex Yakuza was Fixer. He was a Fixer with the specialty of sneaking wherever he had to sneak and retrieving what needed to be retrieved. The Edward Van Agteren did not need him to kill, just to retrieve. So he would sneak through this mission with minimal casualties, seeing as how he knew Luce was going to kill as many people as possible. If someone needed to die, they only need to get in his way. Otherwise, Aernir wasn't going to bother anyone. He just needed to accomplish his mission Saving Ashlotte Van Agteren. He took one last drag of his cigarette and dropped it to the ground, stamping it out with his feet. Never knew when he'd be able to take his last puff, so it was a habit that he did just before a mission and after. Sometimes even during if he was idle enough. He could still hear her scolding him, telling him if he didn't quit he'd end up with a cybernetic lung. He smirked. Well, that was fine.. Hearing the first gunshot from Luce, Aernir quickly picked the lock of the door that led to the top floor. Wizard, Was all he needed to say before waiting a few seconds so he could do his thing. With Luce causing up a ruckus, he didn't want to be detected. When he was sure that the alarm was disabled for the door, he opened it and quickly descended down the stair case. He had a little ways to go before he reached the fiftieth floor. The good news was, however..well he at least know where the target was. He had done missions where they had to search floor after floor for their target. Needless to say it wasn't fun. Suddenly he heard a loud echoing a few floors beneath him....he wasn't the only person who wanted to use a staircase. Yells and cursing echoed throughout the hall as Aernir stopped and put his back to the wall. Wizard, mind shutting out the lights? He whispered into his commlink.
Thread: Fixers (Beautiful_Disgrace and I)

On it, Wizard replied, there was a faint flicker...before the lights turned off in earnest. It was an easy guess to say that people were more than a little riled by Luce, considering how the gunfire hadn't stopped since she started. The staircase winded all the way through the building, it was not the fastest route, but it was the safest. The only lights left on were the security lights, casting the entire shaft in an eerie red glow. Their paranoia had reached a fever pitch, but it was understandable...you didn't kidnap someone like a Van Agteren and not expect some retaliation, they probably just didn't expect such direct retaliation. The fuck was that? One of the men further down said, drawing a pistol and chambering it as they peered up the staircase. It doesn't matter, another said. Probably some Fixers, I told you we shouldn- Shut the fuck up,' A third said, he sounded older, a little more experienced...or at least more willing to not die. Get to her, now. Get everyone you can, call the boss. he said, more were coming in from the various floors in their confusion. The lights were shutting off, one by one...and so were the security systems. The playground was dark, and Luce was making excellent time. She had already cut a path through the club and was moving up. That call isn't going to go out, Wizard supplied, almost gleefully. He was isolating them one by one. Luce is on the second floor now, you better keep up. It was not a complicated plan, but it'd work. Wizard usually wanted a little more tact, but...Luce didn't seem to enjoy the more subtle things of their job.
Thread: Fixers (Beautiful_Disgrace and I)

Man, Wizard was a..wizard. Aernir smiled. This was definitely more of his element, especially when his red eyes could still see perfectly in the darkness. He listened to their laughable conversation, but he heard the inside man tell him they wouldn't be reaching their boss tonight. They could call whoever they wanted to..it wouldn't stop Aernir and Luce from getting to the target. Aernir decided that it was enough standing around. He could actually make it to the fiftieth floor in a short amount of time, but...well he had to keep with Luce, not beat her there. Gravity was his advantage, but he'd save it for when they would make their escape. Now about these men getting in his way... Aernir was quick in descending as quick as possible. The men he had heard on the lower floor were in sight, and he took out the older one looking first, as he was the first one in Aernir's path. They would hear a wet gurgling sound before they turned around with their weapons pointed in the air, though they would only see a body collapsing to the floor, a pool of blood growing larger and larger by the second. Before either one of them could commend, Aernir was behind them both, his long arms snaking around them as he got rather close and personal, his two knives on their necks. Without waiting for a reaction, he sliced their throats too, and two thuds followed. Darkness was always his best friend. Aernir did a good job in keeping up with Luce, at least he thought he did. She was fast, but so was he. He continued descending and killing anyone in his path as quickly as possible before he finally got to the fiftieth floor.
Thread: Fixers (Beautiful_Disgrace and I)

Luce's ascent could be trailed by the blood and shell casings, the office block she had moved into was a battleground from cubicle to cubicle. She slammed the door open with her shoulder and put three into the first man she saw, he went sprawling back with a gurgle of pain as he hit the ground and more men came out of the woodwork to open fire. She ducked under a computer desk as bullets blew chunks away from the particle board walls. Fucking army in here, Luce muttered, ejecting her empty magazine to slap another one in, tapping the bolt release before she swung out to lay sideways. She caught sight of a trio of legs, and she pulled the trigger in a burst of automatic fire that sent two down in howls of pain before the third moved out like an idiot, and she put two in his groin as he fell back. She rose up quickly, weapon shouldered. Two more rounds in each of them, and she was up the stairs again. Oh, shit! One of the men said, Luce had enough time to move out of the stairwell as gunfire pinged against the concrete. She lowered her Vanguard, unclipping a flashbang from her vest. Wizard, where is Aernir? she said, pulling the pin and tossing it inside. There was a thunderous roar, and a high pitched one with the hiss of chaff. She moved in quickly, weapon upward. Four shots put a man against the wall with a fresh coat of red behind him. She moved up the steps smoothly, swinging around to put a man down with a shot to the knee as he stumbled down the stairs, breaking his neck on the way while she moved past. Almost there, Wizard said. You made his job easier, Luce...you're both coming up on the fiftieth floor He had one side, she had the other...easy, but her little yakuza buddy always wanted things nice and by the book. His side probably had too many people alive. Tch, lanky bastard probably waited until all fun was done. she muttered dryly, giving a precursory sweep around the stairwell before she settled against the door to the fiftieth floor. Let me know when you're ready, Aernir. . -- Fuck, fuck . Nothing was working, the lights were off...there was about sixty men between them and staying alive, but they had one thing left. Their precious ransom. That's right, if they could get out with her, they'd be fine. That was the problem. Mafioso Julien glared at the woman tied to the chair. They had re-purposed one of the offices to serve as her final place, her panties had been long since discarded with her bra, and she was left with little more than her pride after the video they had sent her parents. She was a beautiful thing, bound by a pair of anklets and bracelets that suppressed her disgusting mage powers...it was hard not to touch her, even now. We're not done yet... Julien promised almost breathlessly, fingers slipping along her inner thigh with a wide smirk. You're going to get what you deserve, you little bitch. he said. What a waste, too...they had so much more planned, but it couldn't be helped. They had to record it and kill her now, dead or not...it'd make the point they wanted.