Gaius

Hyperactive Refreshed Crushing the crystal in his hand like every other one before it. He was just the chosen crystal breaker. Not really sure how he got here in the position. Yea it helped the team out a bit but it was a little too boring for his taste. Meditation was less of a bore and that is saying a lot because to most THAT was very boring. That was only due to the fact that people didn’t know how to do it right. His stomach growled so loudly that he couldn’t hear himself think just for a split second which felt like an eternity. This heat wasn’t helping none either, felt like he alm

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 236865, CD: 2 (No Proc), Hyperactive CD [2/3] Crushing the crystal inside his hands, he knew what it was for when Nisahime handed it to him. This part of the battle wasn’t great for him. Gaius was a one monster type of man, and he knew that. Trying to kill one at a time would just mess up the rotation of the spawns. Been in a good amount of battles to know at least this. Tiny shards floated down each teammate's head like pixy dust if you could fly. Smiling at this though because riding the winds really did feel like flying. Maybe one day he would share t

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 236865, CD: 2 (No Proc), Cannot Attack This Turn Placing a hand on top of Simmone feeling a gasp and wiggle come from the woman. “You good?” as she was suddenly struck with a familiar energy. A simple nod would allow Gaius to move on. Pulling out of his pouch, a horn that is outstretched toward Raidou. “Use it, we are going to need you at your best from the way this is going.” Meeting the man's eyes, there was just a knowing and confirmation of what Raidou had to do next. Gaius’s spear was nowhere to be found because he had figured out that he could summ

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 236846, CD: 12 (+8 EN) “Okay yea none of whatever that was, as for you creepy bug eye thing,” saying as an ash filled reversed tornado began to build around him. A quick gust of wind burst from him as he was now in the air above the enormous golem. Letting Brionic charge a bit before saying “CATCH,” as he throws his weapon. “SKULL DRIVER,” yelling out before diving after his spear, gripping it as they spiral down at mach speeds toward where its head should be. Driving it in deep and up impact it began to fall limp instead of bursting like everything else

*New Round, new order Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 236821, CD: 12 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed Feet follow the beaten path toward the group as something drips on his head. Stopping as his last step feels something squishy and pop. Glancing down, finding tiny shards that remain of the small creature. “Damn, never stood a chance, is it raining?” Asking mainly to himself out loud. More of an observation than a question while it starts to sprinkle down. It started warm and sunny with little winds, now it is stormy and cloudy with a forecast of apparent rainfall. “This weather really can’

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 236802, CD: 4 (No Proc), Charge CD [2/3] Although no one could see his eyes, they began to flare up but not with fire, no. He could feel pure air moving through him. With a sort of lightness to his body, like at any moment Gaius would float and nothing could hold him down. Gripping that spear tightly between those fingers, using the other hand to plunge deeper into the flesh of this poor creature as Brionac glows bright white beneath the palm. This causes winds to explode outward, the creature wails in agony as it was unable to move, get away. In the s

Gripping Brionic, it was already starting to glow. This was unlike it, usually it took a moment to charge but lately it’s been almost instantaneous. It was a bit odd to say the least. Was it because of Nisahime, why his weapon was acting so weird as of late. Seeing water clatter to the ground from the crab coming to the surface. “Well I guess we are getting started right away then,” he was still confused but he wasn’t going to make his weapon wait longer than it had too. Pulling back his spear as the winds around him start to twist and twirl against his frame. His hair sporadic as Brionac flar

Getting ready to grab his spear before finding Freya lunging into his arms. Wrapping his arms around her frame, so much smaller than he was. That warmth between them was welcoming. After a moment Gaius would give her a kiss with a smile and head out. Freya had told him that he was in for a treat later, that she learned a few things from a friend but didn’t mention which one. Curious to know but he would be patient. Brionic in hand as he eventually ends up in the sands again, what a surprise. What was so special about this place that they had to keep coming here, to this specific place at this

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Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234738, CD: 7 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} Standing up and prying himself out from beneath Simmone, he'd help her to her feet. "You alright?" he'd ask her and receive a simple nod in response. Letting her go, he'd lean down and pluck his weapon off the dirt, and kick one of the stones from the campfire out of the way. "Bet." he remarks toward Nisahime and hoist the spear over his right shoulder, and like a javelin he'd rip his arm down and release. Like a meteorite it sparks and rips across the area and slams into the ghost and sends the creature sliding me

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234730, CD: 9 (+8 EN) Back out into the open field, a bit of the purple cloth covered doorway flapping angrily from the wind pressure flowing off the man. He catches the ass end of Simmone putting down a sizeable chunk of the army that was assailing them. As he'd turn to the woman about 20 or so feet from her and flash her a thumbs up and a twinkle from his teeth, a ghost would seemingly rise out of the floor behind her. A cold looking fellow was its shape, one sporting a pair of square rimmed glasses. Gaius's expression would drop, his gesture turning

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234710, CD: 1 (No Proc), Charge Refreshed Springing up from where he sat, this was the part he was looking forward to. "Hell yeah, lets get weird!" Gaius would bark out as he'd meander into the open cellar like door made entirely of glass and start to walk down the stairs. They look almost like cool stone, like basalt or something. Moreover the temperature seems a lot colder then it really should. As if he was deep underground. The man was filled with excitement and as the dark would transition into light, he is instead met with what looked like Coral.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234687, CD: 4 (No Proc), Charge CD {2/3} Gaius was kind of on autopilot, looking back and forth between his group from Firm Anima and to the broad each time they'd exchange words. Like an audience, he couldn't help but draw the comparison how it felt almost like watching a movie. Legs folded beneath him as he had subconsciously sat upon a rock and taken to simply listening. To the guy she just seemed like another player, albeit maybe a bit strange at times. This is the point where Gaius considered a thought he hadn't up until now. What level was she? Sh

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234669, CD: 11 (+8 EN) A lunge up to their collective foe with an extended polearm, offering a heavy thrust. The weapon slides damn near out of his clutches completely, and is halted at the very end of the shaft. Sand's Claw backs away and snaps twice trying to grab onto the end in front of it. This causes the dragoon to recede his spear and slink it back past his shoulder with a quick slide. "So you just know?" Gaius tries to put this into existent thoughts. "Bingo." Gaius blinks twice in quick succession, looking off to the left. "Ok, lets say that's

His real name just mentioned like it was old news really had Gaius take to a back leg. The bouncing appendages attached to a crab easily dwarfing them all draw his attention. "Hold that thought." Gaius remarks pushing his hand to his sternum and plucking free the sharp green rod that manifests into his weapon: Brionac, the spear of the gods. A turn of his hand and a twirl of it, sees his movements become much more fluid and graceful. A swipe of a leg as it cleaves through clean, like a propeller it reverberates around his body. Another turn and it rears back the other way, cutting away at its

"Sup?" Gaius barks as he'd meander out next to the woman, not nearly as irked as the others seemed to be. This was a readily accepted break from the constant back and forth in the rolling bite. The tavern to which he lived and worked out of. A booming business that had done a fair job of killing his free time, and it was due to the guild that he was able to find some hired help. Gaius didn't want to get rusty, and these little forays always seemed to lead to a fight or two. A manner of strange places, dangerous places. They were overlooking the bigger picture. If they hadn't been following her

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234590, CD: 8 (+8 EN) Running with the group toward the last task of the day, the skies were clear and there was nothing stopping him from going all out now. Winds around him begin to form and as he gets closer to Ugzeke who looked like he was already having the worst time. Leaping into the air as his newly amped tornado carries him up making it easier to get where he needed to be. Glancing at Brionac who was glowing brighter than ever, it was ready. Gliding through the middle of the almost hurricane now, right toward his target at speeds that he was st

*Optimal Turn Order Change Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234576, CD: 6 (No Proc) Hearing and seeing that lightning strike the last, Gaius could still hear a slight amount of movement in the distance. It was clear that whatever it was, it was still alive. Glancing back down to that spear of his, it was still pulsing. It seemed to be taking longer than most times that he had fought. A grin would peer on his face because that just meant that whatever he hit next was going to have a very bad day. Excited to think that he could do that much damage, it made him happy to know that he

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234576, CD: 6 (No Proc), Charge Refreshed It was a bit chilly here but Gaius would focus on the main task… Not exactly sure what that was but his eyes turned toward Brionac that was still only pulsing. Whoever took this next blow was going to be hurting for a long while after. If not hurting then very much dead. The waiting was a bit agonizing but worth the view. Hopefully Freya would be back home when he was. He wanted to get something more in his stomach, helped him focus and as it would seem, Gaius’s stomach was growling again. He could eat a whole a

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234545, CD: 3 (No Proc), Charge CD {2/3} Gaius couldn’t help but laugh, it was like a high speed chase with SNAIL and hair. Started going down the rabbit hole, what was faster and snail or tortoise. “They are over there, watch out.” It was a bit exaggerated. For some reason it was super funny to him. Eyes turn to Raidou wondering what the next course of action was. Seeing a stare off between him and Nisa. It looked super intense. Curious if he should be interfering. Griswold would kill him if he knew that he was here with Raidou and something happened b

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234527, CD: 3 (No Proc) Seeing the thing trying desperately to get to its feet. It was much harder now that it was missing a fragment from its form. Moving from Raidou to get a better visual, Brionac pulses. They were not ready to take pursuit yet. The tank seemed to have its attention so Gaius didn’t feel the need to go to space today. Trying to figure out the new moves sets that he hadn’t unlocked yet. He would need to make a detailed list when they got home. Also had to make a list of different ingredients that they had been meaning to experiment wit

Standing there getting ready to blast off, Brionic glows bright. “Really, already I was going to” starting to point to the sky, it pulses but stays glowing. Giving a rough sigh, starts running toward the man eating crab. When he gets closer the spear seems to be trying to drag him so Gaius lets go. At mach speed it pierces the thing right in its tiny little face. Sliding to a halt, gripping his weapon and plunging it further into its eye. It reels backward from the man, he uses that to pull Brionac free. Gaius was still learning all manner of new tricks, he couldn’t fathom how much there still

Grabbing Brionac, running to the door. Hearing a whistle behind him as he opens the door. Turning as Freya is throwing a steaming Honey Bun his way. Catching it and stuffing it in his mouth as he starts hopping on one foot trying to get his boot on right. Boris chews on his other foot, bouncing up and down as Gaius hops. “Freya can you grab...” before he could finish Freya was already snatching up the fur ball. “Thank you love ya” calling out as he grasps his weapon in his right hand after just juggling it under his arm. They had woken up late, and the woman helped him get out pretty quickly.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 233738, CD: 5 (No Proc), Hyperactive Refreshed The man would check the horizon, as Nisahime offers words across the room to draw their attention. "Yanno, just how we do." Gaius remarks back before the gravity sinks in, the range of creatures beginning to ooze out of the walls in a horrifying display of being outnumbered in mass. A myriad of skeletal creatures seemed solely focused on them, taking to postures that convey their outrage. "Oh fuck." Gaius would offer in the most sophisticated retelling of the events that he could muster, looking back toward

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 233727, CD: 5 (No Proc), Hyperactive CD {2/3} Within the moment purchased by Simmone, Gaius manages to build enough space and leaps airborne. Brionac flourishes up over his right shoulder, and within that very instant it is engulfed in lime green light. It sparks aggressively into a hue so bright it as if the man is holding a star. A cocky grin claims his lips, and a murmur beneath his breath confirms to the system his intentions. His body shifts, his arm ripping down and releasing that held rabid dog. Space seems to fold as the sound barrier is broken,