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Post by Iocus Devir on Apr 12, 2019 3:58:14 GMT
What a beautiful morning where many birds are singing harmoniously right outside the window of an unkempt room. Despite how cozy and peaceful that day, there is only one word resonating in the man's mind who is currently laying sideway while picking his nose.
"Researcher should research more on to improve one's lifestyle where they can be lazy all day long"
Yes, Iocus is the true definition of low-saving energy kind of a guy who spent his day by lazying around inside his ever empty agency. The time where he actually went out is to buy some research book or to visit his favorite food stall where he piles up some debt to it.
"No one wants magic for translating animal speech. Now, a magic that can kill these pesky mosquitoes... Everyone definitely wants that"
The silver-haired man grumbles as he slaps several mosquitoes without any chance of success and will possibly live his day like this for today unless someone open that door at the end of the hallway.
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Post by Rhyme on Apr 15, 2019 2:06:22 GMT
He peeked into the building through a window, and was... not really surprised by the sight he saw there.
Rhyme might've only known Iocus for a short while, but considering his amnesia, and how this guy was one of the people who found him in the ruin, one could say that Iocus was one of the people he knew the longest. The man seemed good-hearted, but he could be so very... slothful.
He rapped at the window to get the lazy bum's attention, and then moved toward the door. Yet again, unsurprisingly, the door was unlocked. He let himself in.
"Iocus, if you leave this thing open, anybody can go in." he chided. "Maybe a thief or some other criminal." To be fair, he had not yet seen any such sort in the streets of Altair, mostly scientists and scholars and professors, although some of them had a manic vibe. He hoped they practiced caution in their work, who knows what they could cook up.
"What's that you're reading?"
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Post by Iocus Devir on Apr 20, 2019 9:26:57 GMT
 Rhyme
A man who he once save suddenly invite himself in without any knock or anything.
Talking about rude fella
Well, it is also his own fault to save his money to not buying any lock for the door. Where is Kraka when he needs him. She always here whenever he doesn't want her to be here. Whenever Kraka is here, she would force him to be more productive and be noisy.
"Aaa... Seriously Kraka is like a commuting mother in law"
He grumbles as he lift his body up and stare at the guy in front of him with disinterest.
"Y'see why would a thief come here in the first place, every valuable things here already got eaten by yours truly. There is also no client today"
Iocus rumbling nonsensically trying to remember the name of the man in front of him. He remembers that he was the part of adventurer that found him, but... man remembering stuff can be tiring.
"Ah yes, Rhyme... This book? This is definitely not a book about killing this pesky mosquito. Here you can have it"
Iocus pass a book that has the title of 'Beast Translation Magic Volume 1'. It is just a book that explains the secret behind of translation magic and how to integrate it to a beast speech pattern.
"I don't want to know what this foul creature think. So why are you here? Looking for a girl? Sorry there is no girl here"
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Post by Rhyme on Apr 20, 2019 9:49:35 GMT
"A commuting... mother-in-law?"
No amount of magic empathy, it seemed, could allow Rhyme to easily decipher the workings of the mind of Iocus. Sure, he was lazy, but anyone could tell he was lazy, magic or mutations or not. The important questions were, well, why was he always lazy? Didn't he ever feel like doing something? How has he managed to survive for so long?
Well, Rhyme meant those questions in his mind half-jokingly--- he'd seen Iocus be more active and be more concerned that fateful day that they'd unearthed him from the forest ruin, but it seemed it was also a mystery what caused those spontaneous forms of activity... maybe if he could trigger those more often Iocus would be less of a slob.
"What if it wasn't me who came, and it was a client?" he proposed. "Do you think they'd be interested in having you help them with you looking like that?" Rhyme might be an amnesiac, but he had a feeling that professionals didn't usually lounge in their offices. Well, maybe in their chairs, not on the floor, and not perpetually, just in their breaks.
He caught the book and looked at it. Beast Translation Magic, huh... There were the magics that people specialized in, but there was also the casual magic that everybody could do--- well, almost everybody; mutants like him couldn't do it. "Well, the mosquitoes probably just want to drink your blood, so yes, this is wasted on them. Unless you could somehow convince them to drink from your neighbor instead." he drily replied. "Does it work on Kraka, though? Does she count as an animal?"
"Why would I be looking for a girl?" he interjected, just a little exasperated. "Can't I check up on you once in a while?"
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Apr 20, 2019 10:27:55 GMT
Post by Iocus Devir on Apr 20, 2019 10:27:55 GMT
 Rhyme
Iocus laughed as he hears the reason on why Rhyme is here. Not in a million years he would thought there are someone that may worry his own well being. Knowingly, he only kills and kills without any rest therefore he only brings more enemy to himself.
"Haha... Sorry, sorry i mustn't laugh"
Iocus try to stifle his laugh but no luck. A minute pass for he actually stops laughing, he takes a deep breath.
"Sorry, what are you saying again? Ah yes, Kraka. You do know that Kraka is a crow griffin right? A griffin can communicate telepathically with anyone, plus Kraka is quite smart to understand human's language"
Iocus explains a bit regarding his partner. The same partner who is somehow missing right now. Suddenly, his stomach grumbles. He just realize that he hasn't eat breakfast yet. He stands up and rest a wooden sword on his waist ready to go out.
"Hey Rhyme... Since you are here, lets go out eat with me. Your treat!"
Iocus pump himself up as he drags Rhyme with him. The cheap ramen place at the end of the street is good enough for breakfast.
Right?
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Post by Rhyme on Apr 23, 2019 6:29:46 GMT
Rhyme tilted his head in confusion at the man's laughter, wondering where it came from; even more curious was the undercurrent of bitterness in the man's soul that seemed to accompany it. There were still a number of things Rhyme did not know about Iocus... a mysterious side that he seemed to be sad about. He wondered if he should ask about it...
"They could?" Rhyme uttered in surprise. Well, he hadn't been able to interact much with Kraka before... he just thought Kraka and Iocus understood each other well enough, and he might've mistaken some of the crow griffin's missives as readings from his supernatural sense. To think Iocus's familiar had such an ability. Once again, it seemed there were plenty of things he didn't know. "I guess I should try to talk to her sometime." he opined, thoughtfully.
His thoughts were interrupted by the very audible proclamation of his loafing friend's stomach. "...you haven't eaten, have you?" Rhyme said, frowning. This man and his laziness... hopefully the day where he starves himself because he was too lazy to get food would never come. "And wait, my treat?" he interjected.
"...well, I don't have that much money, and I don't know the food places here that well yet, but sure?" With a little hesitation, the mutant followed his quirky acquaintance.
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Post by Iocus Devir on Apr 23, 2019 7:07:40 GMT
 Rhyme
As they went outside, the sound of flapping wing can be heard. A black feather falling in front of Iocus. As he looks up, he notices the one who he calls as the 'mother-in-law' earlier.
"Oh look who are joining in! Hello Kraka" Iocus speaks in flat tone while Kraka cawing noisily. She snuggle her beak to the side while the glare accusingly. Suddenly she stares at Rhyme and tilt her head confused.
"A guest, not a client sadly. Remember the guy that we found on the ruin. Apparently, he worries about me. Shocking right?"
"Now we are going to the ramen at the end of the street. His treat!"
Iocus explains as he lazily climb to her back and let himself sink to the bed of feather. Kraka cawing as nodding to Rhyme. She gives a light peck to the man.
' I . . . A m . . . s o r r y . . . f o r . . . m y . . . m a s t e r'
Kraka sent a telepathic signal to Rhyme as she turns backward and walk majestically forward.
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Post by Rhyme on Apr 24, 2019 4:30:08 GMT
Rhyme bowed slightly in acknowledgement of Kraka's arrival. "Um, hi. I'm Rhyme, if you remember me, Miss Kraka?" he said.
"...you'd have clients if you worked more for them, Iocus." he deadpanned, even as the theurgist talked to his familiar. Still, his pronouncement would probably be landing on deaf ears... with the slothful freelancer already reclining upon his familiar's feathered body.
"I don't know how this ramen place at the end of the street is supposed to look like, so one of you is probably going to have to tell me." With their luck, it would probably be Kraka. "I'm not even sure what ramen is, to be honest."
"Ah, it's all right, Miss Kraka. He does have his good points... I think." he mumbled, a little uncertainly, in response to the telepathic message. So that was how it sounded, that was how it felt like. Rather similar to how he felt emotions but slightly different in that the message was less abstract and properly worded.
"Are you having this ramen thing too, Miss Kraka? I'm not sure if I'll have enough money... I don't even know how expensive it is..." Rhyme had made some money doing some advertising about a play named Etherious, but he wasn't quite sure if it would be enough. Well, at least Kraka was here, maybe they'd be able to think of something. Or maybe ramen was actually cheap.
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Post by Iocus Devir on May 29, 2019 5:56:06 GMT
 Rhyme Kraka who walks slowly matching the pace of Rhyme, bore her black eyes to the man tilting her head. The gryphon shooks her head to answer the question about ramen. Due to the shift of her neck, Iocus toss a bit and stand straight patting the fur once more.
"Oh Kraka hates ramen for whatever reason. She says it is not good for your health or something, ironic hearing that from an overgrown crow who eats a uncooked meat" Iocus explained as he got headbutt by Kraka herself while annoyed.
In the middle of a kid fight between Kraka and Iocus, they arrive to the ramen stall. A minimalist wooden cart with several seats nearby. Iocus jumps down from Kraka and quickly order a ramen with meat.
"Oh master Iocus, I don't know you had other friend beside miss Kraka. Here, i was betting with the store owner across the street that you would die alone"
"Hahaha, tough luck old man. Apparently, there is still someone out there who are looking for me"
The old man who is also the owner of the ramen stall tease him. Iocus just wave it away with an open laugh, hearing the same thought as his earlier.
"So lets go with a template question. How do you do s far, any remarkable memory coming to your empty head? Maybe, at what age you stop wetting yourself?"
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Post by Rhyme on May 30, 2019 5:42:23 GMT
Rhyme laughed lightly at the antics between the magical beast and her master. "Well, her stomach might be a bit different from ours." he opined.
It was then that they arrived at their destination. What surprised Rhyme the most was... well, that the place wasn't a place but more of... a wagon? a rickshaw? Well, at least it seemed such a setup meant the food was cheap... and he could now somewhat see why Kraka would think this sort of food was unhealthy. Iocus proceeded to banter with the stall's owner.
"Um, hello. My name's Rhyme. I'm Iocus's friend, I think." he said by manner of introduction, when the good-natured bickering between merchant and customer died down. "He said you... sell ramen?" he asked. Iocus had already given his order... he inspected the stall with his eyes... was ramen some sort of... noodles? "I guess I'll go with what he ordered, although do you have any recommendations?"
...and then Iocus decided to address him again. He was... as crude as ever, although he was starting to acclimatize; he ignored the rude joke. "I get a few vague things from my dreams." he said. "Fighting a bunch of people with... magic..." He looked at his hands--- such magic was beyond him, at this point, but could he remember how to do it? Would remembering that lead him to other memories? "Protecting people with it." Meeting a radiant someone. he did not say. "It's still all a blur, though, and I don't really have any concrete clues..."
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