Illisandra

Eyes narrow a bit, as Enya just starts snacking on the bagel. That was hers, blinded by her concern she'd pelted the girl with it. "Definitely, and THAT is mine." Illi extrudes as she swipes the foodstuff back from the girls clutches, debating eating it given cooties. Evidently she ends up stealing a bite, as Enya starts just rambling about books. "Did I break something? Yeah I read, so does a lot of people. Don't think my books are your style powderpuff." An immediate emerging puddle as water oozed off of Ren, dousing himself under the thing. "Given how lost you were last time, that does

Out of battle regen 1/3 "What stripes, I don't get what your getting at stretch." her attentions locked to Ren with a bout of confusion. "Oh that, that's a spell. Mark of Death, pretty close and basically could mean either. I studied it like a home... with a book." An eyebrow raising toward the sentiment. "You find that stuff interesting Ren?" As if he'd just found some sort of excitement button, her normally callous behavior falling away to the prospect of another interested in the occult. Illisandra had always been the weird one, the girl to avoid and most thought she was creepy given h

A hearty tug makes a heavy and near traumatizing snap, Illi losing all sense of balance as her world takes to a free falling nightmare. Bits of soil scatter all around, as a nice 3 foot root lingers below the tiniest stem. Grinding to a halt, covered in dirt and looking like she just got sandblasted and coated like a handful of powdered sugar. Shaking her head, an agitated and irritated scowl plastered to her face. Limply the girl lifts the branch up, and her outrage turns to jubilation. "That's right you son of a bitch, guys I got the fucker." Holding this sickly looking thing with an entire

OOC: We should have bought that tent, we live here now Most of the group had moved on, but Illi with her scarred pride would not let this damn thing get the best of her. Kicking Dimos in the shin as he passes by. "Rude. I said forget it. Never happened." The girl still looked appalled by the sheer embarrassment she'd experienced due to such a menial chore. While the others were so easily defeated, Illi began to size up her opponent. This was about to become the battle of the ages. Inspecting it carefully, twisting the leaves and looking down the little pock mark where the root was poking

Upkeep, +1 EN Starting to pant, running out of juice rather quickly. This was beginning to become rather serious. "Just....Stop." Illi murmurs, struggling to catch her breath under insistent gasps of air. Why there was so many damn wolves, this is why she stayed out of the woods. The woods suck, and just like Ren said how the hell the ecosystem could support this many predators was completely nonsensical. "Anyone got any ideas?" she comments as her scythe blade reappears, because if this didn't work she'd be completely tapped. Winding it back, and slicing through the air she began to

Illi's face contorts into a rather displeased outrage, raising up after getting all the soil out of her hair. Dusting off her behind and fixing her skirt. "Listen here you little shit." Yelling at the plant now, she spits in both hands before rubbing them together. The woman latches onto the stem and begins to heave and tug in the most sporadic and volatile way possible. Frankly it would appear as though she'd pull something other then a plant out. "What....In....The....Total....FUCK!" Illi murmurs between each tug, constantly redirecting and attacking from different angles. After a few minute

Scanning Dimos carefully, "Oh no you don't fucker. You want a paycheck your helping." Before wandering into the woods with the other goons. She'd never admit it but these deeper parts give her the heebie jeebies, and all these people offered her a bit of comfort. Eyeballing a patch of what was presumably what Zackariah wants, Illi began to rub her hands together. "Woah woah, Powder puff no need to get your knickers in a bunch. I'm not that delicate that a few rogue remarks are going to make me break down in tears." Looking over to Dimos "Even if he is a dick, he's our dick now. At least until

Upkeep: +1 EN, top of the turn Completely oblivious to the coming threat as she rights up her weapon, the translucent part of the edge beginning to fade into obscurity. Twisting her head back at Ren's sudden shock and drawing a blade, flying out of the tree line is a pack of wolves come tearing ass out. Illi shrieks having little rebuttal given her skill stasis was still locking her out, virtually paralyzed in place. A gleaming powerhouse comes flying through, sending bits of fur in a blast as a few whimpers decree that nearly all of them had expired. "Fuck that was close, thanks Ren

"Hey...HEY! Watch where your touching, suit. I'm not done here." The girl screeches as she clambers for anything she can grab that isnt taped down. Ending up with 3 nails and a bit of string, puffed out cheeks and feeling like an idiot a couple doors down. "I was looking for a plant." Illi scoffed beneath her breath, embarrassed by the mistake. "Armor? How bout we get paid before we try spending it, capisce?" Scanning the shop of Zackariah's with a irritated tone, her demeanor quickly shifts from one of anger to mischievous joy. Slinking to and fro behind various glassware that makes her

"The hell are you doing!?" Illi remarks looking at Enya with the most disturbed look on her face. "I am not a farmer, and if these fuckers want vegetables they can do that their damn selves." As the girl scanned around, Illi grabs the girls head and turns her to face a small collective of deer. "You see that, that's meats, cook." Releasing the girls head and ripping her right arm out to her right. "Watch me twinkle toes, I don't got all day to be sitting around playing fruits basket. Also deal, Stre- Ren. Ren. That. Deal. But me first." A flash sees a pole appear that she twirls like a st

"That's where you got off to, us girls have to stick to-" eyeballing the newly arriving Ren with half a bagel sitting out of her gullet. "Oh hell yeah, welcome to the club meat shield. I was just forcing Enya to pick up cooking." Dropping a bit of crumbs all over the place before she plucks out a little baggy filled with clams and other random shit. "Save me a buck or two, and then I dont have to do it. Win meet win." Gesturing with both hands with a bagel hanging out of her mouth before she pats Enya with an open palm. "So my guy. You joining in the fun then. Would be good to not have to sew

As the others followed suit out of the mayors abode, Illi hopped from the surrounding wall and weaved her fingers behind her back. "So how much we talking, and how long is this going to take?" Before her composure soured, checking eyesight with Dimos. "You wish, be grateful if I decide to pick you out of somethings gullet. Dee-mos." A deliberate exaggeration of his name for added taunting. "Your too damn chipper." The girl shifted her laser focus on Enya, taking a mental note that she'd pocketed the parcel. "I totally will leave ya'll behind." reaching up and grabbing Ren's wrist and slightly

A midafternoon lull played upon the settlement of Tolbana. Dim glows of orange began to bleed out of windowpanes, matching columns of smoke that exit from slits above nigh every rooftop. Pungent scents of spice and produce filled the air, where kettles of porridge was surely being nursed as to feed a rising appetite. A subtle growl in Illi's stomach sounds off her acknowledgement, making known that a single apple wouldn't be a full meal for the day. Sporadically she dejects from her own embarrassment. "Nice to meet you paycheck, I mean Dorian." speaking with a quirky smile plastered to h

A singular harsh shove from Illi with a instant rebuttal to Dimos "No no, he's mine I saw him first. Get your own stiff." Taking the flier and sizing Ren up at closer inspection "You'll do nicely. Tell me stretch, how tough is that skin of yours." A set of armor, a bit of a glimmer. This guy would make for an excellent glowing metal distraction, and if you'd look close enough you'd find a pair of dollar signs playing the part of irises. Eying the other two, sizing them up heavily. "Second thought, you can be my meat shields." The girl had set her sights on a brand new prospect, and using the p

Sizing up this monkey in tight wrapper, Illi toyed with a response. "Explains a lot, no wonder you cant smell the bullshit your wearing. Those standard issue dupe suits or tailor made?" Sliding up from the fountain and weighing her options for an exit stage left. Eyeballing the tan haired girl, seriously taken completely off guard with a clear shift in her posture. "You cannot be serious?" Scanning the girls eyes as the lightbulb clearly had died, or was never lit in the first place. Waving her hand around and shuffling the smoke away, giving a sharp cough. Enough was enough, the girl lea