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  • Bloodedge
    Aeon
    • Mar 2016
    • 14336

    #1

    [Grimoire Heart] Airship



    Grimoire Heart doesn't seem to have any stable localization. Its members live and travel on a giant airship that flies high above the land. Because of this, it is an elusive guild. Housing an entire guild, the airship is noted to be very large in size: it consists of a central hull at whose sides are located two larger, elongated part jutting frontwards. It seems to be kept flying by several large magical glyphs floating near it, with a pair of them being located behind it, at the ends of the protruding sections, something which makes them highly reminiscent of propulsors, and an even more massive one sitting under it. The hull's shape is that of a real boat, possessing an arched, pointed lower part, ending on the front in a dark section which houses the guild's symbol, with an open zone right above it, where the main hall seems to be located. Such hall is topped by a dark, arched roof reminiscent of a capsized hull, on whose back part sits yet again another, similarly-shaped tower, sprouting from the main hull and going up several meters, which ends in a massive observation deck protruding frontwards, complete with large windows. At the tower's sides, on the dark roof, is a pair of large, wing-shaped ornaments jutting upwards; a similar pair of wings is also present on the airship's protruding sections, with one of them adorning each outer side. The two attached sections of the ship possess frontal, protruding dark parts reminiscent of rostrums, each adorned by a light motif, somewhat similar to a stylized monstrous head. Both the hull and the two adjacent sections bear linear blank parts, where a multitude of square windows is lined up one after the other, these being highly reminiscent of hatches.

    The airship possesses several huge, royal interiors: located in the tower's observation deck is Master Azazel's throne room, a mostly bare hall covered in a glass dome, enforced by bolted metal beams. The floor is composed of wood, and sports two lines of very small, rocky protrusions reminiscent of stalagmites, plus a pair of sections made of stone, and a central, round dark motif, adjacent to which sits Azazel's throne, a huge and majestic structure which seems to consist of several, immense bony formations, with two protrusions reminiscent of gigantic horns jutting frontwards, paired with two large wings composed of massive, dark feathers, and a central spinal column reaching high up above the structure, complete with flat bones protruding from its sides, somewhat reminiscent of ribs. The spinal column has a massive, flat object behind it, with the two of them being adjacent; such object is reminiscent of a double-edged blade, complete with a dark central part and light edges. The hull's open, frontal part houses another large hall, with a distinctive, highly-decorative coffered ceiling. Its floor bears several lines of air gratings, together with wooden sections enforced with metal frames; sustaining the ceiling are simple, rectangular pillars, with pipes passing through them where they reach the ceiling.[4] The hall possesses an extremely large, globe-like object at its end, this being surrounded by concentric metal structures. Lined up the hall's sides are several rows of intricately decorated galleries, reachable via staircases, very similar to those found in theaters. The furniture, which was badly damaged during Hades' fight with Team Natsu, seemed to be royal in appearance, consisting of several, elaborated chairs, tables and desks composed of carved wood.
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    The airship's left section seems to house somewhere a somewhat small (in comparison to other rooms), yet royally furnished dining room. Its tiled floor alternates large, light octagons to small, darker rhombs, and in its center lies a rectangular table, covered in an immaculate tablecloth and flanked by high, decorated armchairs. The room's walls possess highly decorative, carved lower parts, and have small stone pillars integrated into them. The wall facing the windows overlooking the ship's right side is adorned by several dark banners with the guild's light symbol on them, with each banner being alternated with a triangular shield, behind which a pair of swords is crossed, with their hilts and saber-like handguards diagonally pointing upwards; one more banner is attached to the wall in front of the table, flanked by a pair of plants similar to the one on the table itself. Hanging from the coffered ceiling seems to be a decorative chandelier.
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    Being the headquarters of one of, if not the most prominent Dark Guild in the Balam Alliance, Grimoire Heart's airship is a powerful aircraft, and comes in equipped with a variety of gadgets and features. It was described as having a "reinforced armor" by the ones aboard it. Despite its large size, it is quite fast and maneuverable.

    Jupiter

    Aboard the ship is heavy artillery, this being the Magical Convergent Cannon: Jupiter (魔法集束砲 ジュピター Mahō Shūsoku Hō: Jupitā), a large weapon firing devastating magical blasts. This seems to appear from the upper part of the ship's main hull when the time calls for it, and is covered in many, elongated moving panels, which slide backwards when the magical beam is fired.

    Devil's Heart

    The airship also houses, deep beneath the engine rooms, the Devil's Heart (悪魔の心臓 Akuma no Shinzō), a generator-like machine which seemingly contains an organic heart. This was the source of Grimoire Heart's previous Guild Master's incredible Magic as well as his extreme longevity, acting as both a power source and a life support for the former Guild Master. Azazel now uses it as a source of additional power, mostly for the Jupiter cannon. The structure seems to take the form of a pedestal, possessing complicate mechanisms and gears on it, which bore the Dark Guild's name, over-topped by a large number of small guild's symbols, above which is a seeming dome containing the heart.
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  • Apollymi
    Aeon
    • Mar 2016
    • 14394

    #2
    In a very large room on the starboard side of the airship a young woman walked barefoot atop a glass floor. Well, that term was kind of wrong, it was a mirrored floor. Actually, the entire room she was standing in was ceiling to floor mirrors. Each and every surface (aside from the windows) was covered in reflecting glass and as she walked through this space she grinned wide, seeming to enjoy this but not for any reason that would be apparent immediately. As she moved through this area, she stopped standing almost directly center of this room, and raised one hand as the other was covered in long claws and bearing a large lacrima crystal ball, which began to glow. After a few seconds several dozen mirrors appeared before her, but unlike the ones which simply lined the room, these contained the images of dozens upon dozens of beautiful people. Men, women, teens, young adults... it didn't matter, if they were attractive enough they were captured here, as consciousness within these mirrors. A grin passed this young woman's face as she tossed white and pink locks out of her face and reached out towards the mirrors. "Hello kids, how have you been today?" she said rather strangely.

    Her speech was strange mostly because she didn't appear to be more than twenty years old. She was dressed in a punk rock type of outfit. Oddly, a pink mini-skirt and an over-sized shirt with a smaller black top sticking out of the plunging neck line. She had large blue eyes seeming to spark with untold light and her tiny pink lips seemed to make her face fit together perfectly. And as she stood she looked at the perfection of those in her mirrors. But rather suddenly her countenance changed her nose crinkled and she could be seen sneezing into the corner of her arm. "Oh? Someone must be speaking of me~"

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    • Bloodedge
      Aeon
      • Mar 2016
      • 14336

      #3
      Following the eclectic woman's sneeze, a quick warp in the fabric of space and time beside her marked the appearance of a man with long, black hair protruding off the back of his head, also featuring an added ponytail beneath, and enough hanging on either side of his face to frame it. "It wasn't me," this male said nonchalantly as he began moving toward the mirrors the woman viewed. Glowing, amber eyes filled with an ever-present malicious intent scanned each of these figures, and as they did, the man could be seen fidgeting restlessly beneath the large, blue cloak he wore. "None of these are the Dragon Slayer, are they? What purpose will they serve us?"

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      • Apollymi
        Aeon
        • Mar 2016
        • 14394

        #4
        "Well, I wouldn't expect you to have said anything about me. After all, who else do you speak to besides me?"she said, seeming to not at all care about the appearance of the man at her back. In fact, even though this man seemed to ooze malicious intent, she seemed to be only amused. Still as her clawed finger tips flicked through the numerous people she'd trapped within the mirrors she managed to sigh as if exasperated. "No, unfortunately none of these are dragon slayers. Most of them aren't very magical and the ones that are, well... they are simply side show acts. They might be interesting one day, but now they haven't the magical prowess, the skill, nor the time to be anything of value, except perhaps blanks." she said referencing something she hadn't really considered in a while. "You know, in case you bring home the kind of trash you like... powerful but hideous." she said her brow twitching. "Stop fidgeting, impatience won't make this happen any faster." she said as her eyes flicked across a mirror in the ceiling to witness this apparently young man's restlessness beneath his robes, she was in this moment, memorizing the movements but that was simply an effect of her giving any sort of concentration to a single being for too long.

        "Anyways, are you bored right now? Is that why you're here?" she asked as the lacrima crystal ball moved from her hand and rested itself under her bottom where she'd take a seat upon it and hover over the mirrored floor with an odd bit of grace.

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        • Bloodedge
          Aeon
          • Mar 2016
          • 14336

          #5
          "Aside from you, there's still the Kin. I converse with them whenever the occasion arises," he said as he began pacing around the mirrors, briefly scanning each and every one of them for what looked like even an inkling of power. He found nothing worthwhile... nothing whatsoever. But, the woman in his presence presented the rather delightful idea of using these individuals as 'blanks' as it were. This was quite the solid idea, but Azazel soon found himself thinking that for every blank canvas, there needed to be a pallet and paint. This was what they needed. "I'll have none of the chastising. Yes, I'm bored. I don't know who this Dragon Slayer is, but he's been avoiding me for an entire year now."

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          • Apollymi
            Aeon
            • Mar 2016
            • 14394

            #6
            "Oh but only when the occasion arises. Sounds like I'm the favorite then~" said the woman whose personality in this moment would lead one to believe she was as young and childish in her interests as her face would let you believe. Of course, even with this slight contradiction, if one happened to properly look in her eyes, they would see how old she truly was, one who had seen as much as she had, couldn't truly hide their age from anything who knew where to look. As the conversation between her and the young man progressed it would seem that he wasn't taking her chastising this day, not that it'd stop her. "You will take what I give and be damned grateful for the experience..." she commented with the same tone and cadence she'd been speaking in this entire time. Still it was probably quite annoying for him to not know where his current prey was hiding. "Dragons are tricky creatures... you should know your prey will only become more elusive." she said her tone changing as she stared directly into the blank mirror overhead. It was as if she was seeing something in this mirror that no one else could, and she was likely doing a bit of predictive magic not that it was going to make much of a difference. "But that is for another time. What would you like to do now? You know, aside from breathing your discontent over my shoulder all afternoon?" she asked of the black haired male whose company she was presently sharing.

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            • Shuren
              管理者様 | 白い閃光
              • Mar 2016
              • 317

              #7
              Hayama was making his way through the woods, advancing towards whatever direction his sensory perception skills told him to. In the end, it didn’t take him that long notice the gigantic airship advancing in the skies. For a second he stopped and observed the airship’s usage of magic; it let it hover and also move forward consistently. Admiring the structure, he shortly shook his head and looked for the dark guild’s logo somewhere on the outer shell. Spotting one in the middle and confirming that this was, indeed his target, Hayama dropped himself to the ground and landed. Quickly placing his hand on the surface, he expanded a seal.

              “Kuchiyose.” He exclaimed as a smoke engulfed him. Once it had cleared out, he could be seen on the back of a hawk. As the bird flew upwards along with its summoner on its back, Hayama grabbed on the hawk’s feathers to make sure he didn’t fall. Once the hawk was close enough, he would jump and propel himself towards the airship, adding more force into his jump. Midway in the air, he unsheathed the guardless katana on his back and dismissed the hawk. He used the sword in a reverse grip to stab onto the outer surface of the airship and hold on to it. However, he failed because of the reinforced armor he was unaware of. Without worrying, he let himself drop smoothly to the edge, to which he would hang on. Once that was done, he started looking for a proper entrance. Currently he was at a spot that couldn’t be seen by others, unless they were also there with him. So he was safe... for now However, he still needed a proper place to enter without being noticed.
              この状況でお前はどうすることもできないよ。

              お前の死は確実だ。お前の野望は大きすぎた…

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              • Bloodedge
                Aeon
                • Mar 2016
                • 14336

                #8
                "Of course. Who else would it be?" he asked, mostly in rhetoric. When the woman replied to his talk of chastising, his eyes rolled. "Grateful... sure," he said. His pacing only continued thereafter. The idea that it would only become more difficult to find this Dragon Slayer as time passed was aggravating at best, but Azazel was beginning to lose patience. "Mendokuse... That's exactly the reason I want the Dragon Slayer. There is nothing else of interest."

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                • Apollymi
                  Aeon
                  • Mar 2016
                  • 14394

                  #9
                  The man's rhetoric wouldn't go unnoticed but she could only let a small smile appear on her face. "Well, to be honest, I should be everyone's favorite. I am so much fun, and even if you didn't like me originally it wouldn't be very hard to convince anyone they did." she mentioned a spark of what could only be called mischief in her eyes. For one so apparently old she did seem to be both very easily amused and rather amusing. Still the black haired man with her did nothing but pace and continue to agitated by his lack of Dragon Slayer capture.

                  This woman would sigh as she stopped flicking through the large groups of people she'd been previously staring at and turned on her crystal ball so that she could look at this young man directly. Her lips were pursed and she seemed a tad annoyed for one reason or another. "So, no? You aren't going to do anything other than breathe your discontent over my shoulder while I am trying to enjoy myself?" she said while making eye contact. One might take this moment to notice that she seemed to have no problem continuing to sass a rather obviously violent individual but surely there was a reason for this.

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                  • Bloodedge
                    Aeon
                    • Mar 2016
                    • 14336

                    #10
                    "I suppose I have no choice but to agree with that. I occasionally find myself wondering whether I've actually known you for a day." Eventually, the black-haired man's pacing stopped, and he crossed his arms while tilting his head back. A heavy sigh ensued, and during this, the annoyance setting in on the woman's front became apparent. "Hmph. Dear Calypso, if I didn't share my annoyance with you, what would be the point of it all?"

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                    • Apollymi
                      Aeon
                      • Mar 2016
                      • 14394

                      #11
                      Upon hearing what Azazel had to say about knowing her, she couldn't help but chuckle just a little. It was quite true... it was hard for anyone to know if they actually knew her, upon knowing about her magics. But in this case, there was a fair bit of honesty and trust between the pair of them. "Yes, well... if it gives you something else to do besides pace, nothing wrong with wondering about that." she said only to clarify. "I've never felt the need to alter your memories of me. So, whatever you remember of me... is all you." she finished breaking this moment of eye contact lest she begin memorizing too many of his body's minutia.

                      When their conversation progressed though, this young man seemed only content to bring her into his discontent. Probably for the sake of his amusement. As such Calypso allowed her head to rest in her palm that oddly clawed glove on her hand making the sharp extensions stop just below her eye as cold steel met her skin. "I have no idea what the point would be. But if you want to share things with me... annoyance should be low on the list." Calypso said as she managed to allow her eyes to trace over his person once more.

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                      • Bloodedge
                        Aeon
                        • Mar 2016
                        • 14336

                        #12
                        "It's not like it ever mattered. If my memory of you is false, I have no qualms with what you have decided to slip into my brain," he said while beginning to move again. He was not quite pacing to and fro at this point; rather, he was beginning to walk in a circle around the room. Never did he unfold his arms as he did this, but he did return to aimlessly inspecting the mirrors in the vicinity, returning his gaze to Calypso when she spoke of his choice in shared things. "Oh, there's a list now? How intriguing. I was not made privy of this, so if such a list exist, do share its contents starting from the top."

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                        • Apollymi
                          Aeon
                          • Mar 2016
                          • 14394

                          #13
                          "Oh?" she said finding it odd that this man would have no problems if she'd altered his memory. "Well, that is surprisingly accommodating." mentioned the woman as she watched Azazel return to his pacing. This, would have been a source of annoyance for her, but as he wasn't just right behind her doing it, it wasn't nearly as annoying as it had been in the previous moments. Actually, she found this whole situation to be rather amusing long term, so as he walked and spoke she decided what she would say, that clawed hand now shifting through mirrors below her as she took in the visages of various living beings trapped here.

                          "Azazel, there's always been a list. And there was no need to expressly share its contents, it should have been obvious already, but since you want to know~" she looked over in his direction drawing her fingers together runes began appearing in a long list moving in front of him. As this happened it would show various things she enjoyed having in an order which she would also speak aloud. This teeming dark-purple magic apparently just something she could do as well. "Beauty, I like that. Power, everyone likes that... Youth if you have that... Memories, I like people's memories." she said seeming to realize that Azazel technically fit all of these desirable things as a physical being. The words shifted, around the middle of this list appeared to be missing and at the bottom a random few words.

                          "Annoyances, pacing, insomnia." whatever was in between those sets of things was completely obscured though and whether this was done on purpose or simply because the list was abnormally long wouldn't be addressed by this woman immediately.

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                          • Bloodedge
                            Aeon
                            • Mar 2016
                            • 14336

                            #14
                            "Accommodating, sure. Surprising... it shouldn't be," Azazel replied. His movements halted when Calypso created a physical list in front of him. He was standing in front of it with his eyes scanning each word. True enough, much of what was on this list came as no surprise to him, and the top of the list was certainly a given. "So, that's why you're here. The top of this list will be found in my company more than anyone else's, obviously," he said in jest. The blurred words in this list were a mystery, but Azazel's forefinger soon found itself against the fifth listed word: the first of the unspecified things. "This one piques my interest. What is it?"

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                            • Apollymi
                              Aeon
                              • Mar 2016
                              • 14394

                              #15
                              Calypso was now more amused than she should have been given this one's reaction. "Perhaps." she said only to move right along. As it got to the point where it seemed Azazel understood completely the white haired woman's motivations. At the very least, found them amusing enough to jest about them. "Well, yes... but you aren't the only powerful, beautiful, young man with memories in the world. I am sure I could find many if I felt like looking." she was also teasing. It wasn't often she found these things in combinations and personalities she felt like dealing with. So, Azazel was literally the best possible choice in this.

                              But he was also kind of annoying. And right at this moment he was proving this by wanting to know the fifth thing on the list. Her eyes flickered over the young man for just a moment and she sighed once more. "I give you a whole list, and you only really want to know the things that are hidden on it." she mentioned rolling her eyes ever so slightly. Why she'd hidden this information wasn't really clear. After all, she'd already said she'd not altered Azazel's memories at all, perhaps whatever was there was something she'd eventually feel the need to remove from his consciousness. But for now... she saw no real reason to hide it from him. The fifth word appeared, and it was oddly 'Passion'. "There the word you wanted to know. And yes it means what you think it means." she said her eyes cutting in his direction. Knowing that if his reaction was wrong, she'd likely just remove this conversation from his memory. As they were the only ones here it wouldn't make much of a difference no one would be able to tell him the truth of this moment.

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