Lord English
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-Dirk nodded and said, “I didn’t either at first. It wasn’t until the game that I first met Roxy and found out she was in the same time as me. Then I met Jake, your other ancestor, and Jane.” Helmoj went to the door and guarded it. “You see, we’re still out there but, we’re taking care of the damage that was caused by Lord English,” Dirk explained, “Otherwise, I would have been your guardian. Do you know what a guardian’s job is?” “Don’t push it,” Helmoj growled at him. “It is better she know now,” Dirk spoke back to him.-
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-Helmoj smiled and said, “Casi, meet Dirk Strider. Dirk, she’s a blossom alright. How’d you pull that one off?” Dirk did a cool little legitimate smirk and said, “I had the perfect blossom to make her with. Take it you found all of my presents?” He noted the glasses and smirked at her. “Not in game yet, that’s fine.”-
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-Helmoj took a deep breath and focused on the soul of Casi, rubbing his thumbs on her palms gently. He felt the aspect and pulled out as he opened his eyes. “Blood, unusual…” He spoke almost to himself and released her hands. “The only blood users I know were all great leaders, even if they weren’t meant to be,” Helmoj smiled and then went to his closet, knocking on the side of it before returning to the bed. The closet opened to a pinkish outfit and a man coming out bearing the same shades, as well as really cool looking blonde hair. He seemed to be a full on adult with battle experience much greater than Helmoj’s but gave off a similar feel due to aspect. “Meet your ancestor…” Helmoj spoke with a smile.-
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-Cassandra held on, despite the fog helping her do so. She felt better once they were on the ground and she said, “Let me go.” She wanted down onto her stuff to begin working on things. She noted the door was still open and said, “You might want to close those doors.”-
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-Helmoj smiled and said, “Everyone has an Aspect, even before they are in the game. Before my ancestor Nepeta Leijon embraced the game, she was of the heart aspect. She had a cave full of shipping charts, and other such. Dirk Strider, who appears to be your ancestor, embraced his early too. He was able to split his soul into many different things, including Mr English’s mind.” He spoke with pride of the heart aspect but continued with other examples, “Some had repressions of their element, like Dremon’s ancestor Gamzee Makara. He was high on sopor most of the time but when he could finally channel his element, he took down one of the greatest bosses in just a few hits.” Helmoj then reached his hand out, “I want you to grasp my hand and close your eyes, focus on your inner being. I may be able to trace through your soul to find your aspect.” He hated using heart as a weapon, but this was something he could do as a help, making him obviously happy but calm.-
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-Helmoj smiled and said, “I have a quick present for you, it’s the reason I grunted when she knocked. First, who are you related to other than the great Mr English, Page of Hope? Then secondly, what is YOUR element or Aspect?” He turned up the light in the room a little, enough to show that he had battle scars all over his body. He certainly did seem like a hardened warrior.-
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-Helmoj looked her over and said, “Come in… Temahn, stay the fuck outside.” Temahn nodded and stayed out. Helmoj went over to his bed and calmly requested, “Casi English, when you come in, please close the door behind you.”-
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-Temahn lead her down the hall and knocked on the door to Helmoj’s room. She heard him grunt and opened the door. Helmoj was a tall troll, appeared buff and had chest and stomach hair. His arms and legs also had hair on them and his head hair appeared to reach his mid back. He had a white tail attached to his behind and picked up the head of his former lesus, which appeared to look like a lion, and placed it over his head and horns that looked like cat ears. The white was a nice contrast on him and he stood up to come over to the door. “Yes?” He had a very deep voice like a hero would have and had a friendly tone. Temahn urged Casi to say why they came to visit.-
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-Temahn thought and said, “They look like they belong to the human how held the aspect of heart… You might want to talk to Helmoj about that. He is the Heart aspect and tends to know a lot about past users and their potentials. He would possibly know more than he leads onto though, he is in constant contact with past heart users.” She offered her hand to show her to him since Armane and Termes seemed busy. Armane lightly punched Termes on the shoulder and said, “How’s your eye holding?” Termes smirked and said, “Better than your flesh apparently. You dating the human?” Armane said, “Her name is Casi and yes, we’re moirails.” “You fangbeast!” Termes grabbed Armane and rubbed his head hard.-
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-Temahn sat on the bed and said, “Okay, spill it~! Where’d you get those wicked shades?” Armane moved over to Termes and did the manly thing of holding out his hand, “I am sorry.” Termes looked at his hand over a pair of broken shades, his one eye whirring oddly and being made notice of being mechanical as seven red dots lit up. He took Armane’s hand and shook, “Sorry about the stove.” “Well, I do admit I look more kick ass now,” Armane chuckled. Termes smiled and they hugged it out.-
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-Temahn sighed and said, “No one ever wants to talk.” She laid down on the bed. Termes looked at Casi and said, “I was following orders, Armane knows that.” “You could follow orders WITHOUT jeopardizing everything,” Armane snapped at him. “Says the troll flirting with a human and giving away highly classified details,” Termes snapped back. Armane growled back, “She is on our side so what the fuck does it matter?!” Temahn got up and shoved the two apart, “BOYS! Stop fighting or I will blind you both!” Armane settled and said, “Sorry Temahn, difference of views.” Termes went to the back corner of the room and sat there. “So, now can we talk?” She looked at Casi.-
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-Armane shut the door and walked down the hallway, listening to the next door before knocking on it. They heard a female say, “Come in!” Armane opened the door and the female sat up on her bed, she had a robe with the symbol of light on it. Her one eyes held seven pupils in them. Behind her was the troll that made Armane kiss the stove. Termes sat beside the other troll and held her hand. Armane didn’t seem bothered by him at all. “Termes, Temahn, this is Casi, Carolus brought her here to help.” Termes lost his smile and stood up face to face with Armane, “You let that little punk shoot at me and now she’s helping us?” “I wouldn’t question his judgment, oh great kiss ass…” Armane snapped at him. They just sort of glared at each other then. Temahn sighed and said, “Come here, Casi? Let’s talk~! Oh… my… gog… Where did you get those glasses?! They are fabulous!”-
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-Kroman smirked and said, “That’s just how us guys tend to blow off steam, mess around by fighting, screw each other up a little. We can go all out because of God Tier and know even a deadly move can’t hurt us.” Armane and Dremon finally just stopped and hugged one another. “Brothas!” Dremon spoke proudly. Armane and him let go and Armane said, “We should move along, more people to meet.” Dremon said, “Aight.. oh here, I smuggled this in.” He tossed Armane a Faygo and Armane actually cracked it open. “This is shit but its better than what Carolus has,” Armane chuckled. “You said it brother,” Dremon said and went back to Kroman’s bed. Kroman gave him a look and said, “You said you’d give me a bottle if I cheered up!” “I don’t believe ya man so now you gotta fight me for it!” Dremon smirked and pulled out his dual scythes connected by a chain, the top of one had the smile painted on his chest and the other had a sad face of the same nature. “It is on!” Kroman smirked, bringing out dual sickles. Armane smirked and said, “yeah we better go!” He went outside into the hallway.-
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-“What land?” Kroman was obviously confused, though he seemed to like the talk of trees and grass. “We don’t know much, never had to interact with humans before. But Carolus, on the other hand, seems to have information on everything and everyone.” Kroman looked around suspiciously. Dremon finally recovered enough to punch Armane then too, causing him to go down. “NOT COOL!” Armane yelled at him, only causing Dremon to laugh. Dremon exclaimed, “Motherfuckin’ revenge!” Armane fought off the pain quick and tackled him again, beating him up with both of their bruises healing quickly.-
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-Kroman put his sickle away and said, “It’s better to show my point than explain it. But I promise I won’t do it again. So, what’s it like where you are from?” Armane felt Dremon go to sleep and let him out of the hold. When Dremon got back consciousness he tackled Armane and put him into a head grab, “Shouldn’t of let go!” He snapped Armane’s neck, causing him to fall over but he healed nearly instantly and got back up and headbutted Dremon in the boner horn. Dremon went down in pain and Armane fell over laughing at him.-