Summoner's Decline(semi-lit+) Brand new!

[Noel]

[Lokik is Sub-A and Tuxedo Thomas is A; both are available to be Summoned. Oh, and a question; are the Summons under the control of one person throughout the entire roleplay, or can they be released and Summoned by someone else?]

((They can be released and summoned by someone else at any point, assuming the summon is released/escapes somehow. ^^))

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Okay ^^]

[avarice.]

"If you don't want to hear something
that you may be offended by, then don't commit a dumb act for
it to be criticized by another."

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The room had fallen quiet as everyone that was in this summoner room had been studying from the page of a book the professor had given each of them. No one seemed to noticed the faint sound of nails clicking on the dark wooden desk that filled the room with some source of noise. Soon following came flipping of pages. The noise had stopped and the source was focused upon what they had landed upon.

A red haired girl, her name being Adriana, kept her eyes fixated on the page that read "Hᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴀ ʙ-ʀᴀɴᴋᴇᴅ sᴜᴍᴍᴏɴ." Her dream raced through her mind as she went through her bag grabbing a piece of notebook paper and a pencil and wrote down the enchanting words this page had to offer her. She had grown bored and far too annoyed with her Sub-A summon at this point and wanted to learn to increase her ability and gain a much stronger one. Something that wasn't a runt sized and didn't need to heavily rely upon her words to govern its life.

The clicking of the pencil on the desk beneath the page broke the silence the room was once engulfed in before it stopped again. She folded the page into a small square, sticking it into her pants pocket, before going back to the previous page everyone was intended to be on. She really didn't understand why she needed to be stuck on this one topic of "Hᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʀᴍ ᴀ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴜʙ-ᴀ sᴜᴍᴍᴏɴ." as it was far from interesting and definitely not something she wanted to do either.

She lifted her arm from the desk and looked up form the page to the professor waiting for him to acknowledge her. Once she had grabbed his attention, Adriana asked a simple question that wasn't suspicious at all. She had asked to go to the restroom and her question was accepted. She placed her hand back on the desk, slipping it under the cover of the book, and slammed the cover down before she rose from her seat and headed out the room. Letting her eyes scanned the hallway, she made a run for it. She needed to find a place that no one would decided on looking into. Somewhere she could do something, that wouldn't be approved for a summoner of her ability, without being caught.

Her sea green hued eyes landed on an open door. She had remembered this room's door being that way for days without anyone messing with it or even thinking of closing it shut. Adriana took this opportunity and headed forth, entering the room and closing the door behind her quietly so as not to draw attention. She turned around and saw this room was quick spacious and had all the required materials to do a summoning.

A smirk made its way upon her face as she instantly thought of how her initial plan was to get even more easy. Adriana closed her eyes and mumbled the words she had remember, of so she thought, and waited for the summoning to be successful. As the room darkened there was a faint gush of spiral wind that blew around the girl as she continued her chanting of the words. The wind kicked up until it subsided leaving behind the creature that had answered her words. Opening her eyes once again, she looked around the room seeing nothing. Had she done something wrong? Or maybe said the wrong pronunciation of the ancient text. Just as she groaned feeling her failure to summon a B-ranked summon, the of nails clicking on the rooms floor caught her attention.

Drawing her attention down, to the sight of what she summoned, the girl let out a gasp and stepped back. Extending her arm and pointing down at the small canine like summon that had scurried its way over to her, her eyes widened to it. "Oh no. Not you .... Get away from me you runt! I didn't call for you! Shoo!"

Anger was apparent in her tone and she hoped her Sub-A summon would obey her but that wasn't the case at all. Musībata hadn't even remotely paid any mind to his summoners words, rather he went on his own desire to be with Adriana. He had ran towards her and was now rubbing his head and body against her leg, almost like a cat would do. This was how he showed his affection and even though some would find this quite cute, Adriana found it annoying and just plain pestering.

Scooting further back trying to get away from Musībata, her efforts went in vain as the fox sized canine lunged for her legs and wrapped his front paws around it, tightly, to keep her from being separated from him once again. Kicking her leg wildly and groaning loudly, the girl glared at the summon and watched, waiting for it to go flying across the room away from her. Adriana eventually gave up and let him do what he pleased as she really didn't care much for this little Sub-A summon.

Musībata let out a few purr-ish squeaks as he continued to cling to his summoner and rub his fluffy head against her pants leg. He really was the clingy type of summon that didn't enjoy being separated from the one person that he was summoned from to protect and obey.

Grabbing the paper from her pocket, the red-haired girl unfolded it and resorted to reading it as she read ratehr than trying to memorize it since it had obviously failed. She gave a sigh and started reading the words form the page. This time the summon process had changed completely. The room turned a cloudy black and hard spiral winds rotated around the entire room picking up chairs and desks that were once on the floor. There was a few bright blue streaks of lightning. One struck the ground right before the girl as she kept reading. A large swirling blue hole started to form where the lightning had struck and the air grew thick.

Feeling the change of the air density, Adriana stopped reading from the page and began to cough frantically, trying to pull the need oxygen from this new atmosphere that was in the room. She dropped to her knees and dropped the paper on the ground as she gasped a few times before the warmth of her tears ran down her cheeks. Not willing to give up, she crawl over to the page and kept reading even if it meant she could well die from doing this dangerous attempt.

Musībata watched his summoner suffer and he crawled into her lap as she continued to read. He removed his bright sun-burst hued eyes from the girl to the spiral on the ground before them watching and waiting for what may be lurking in the other realm soon to enter their world.

As Adriana read further, there was a loud high-pitch screech that echoed through the room before the blue spiral burst upwards into the black clouds that covered the ceiling. It looked very captivating but still very dangerous. Finally the last of the summoning words left her mouth and the blue spiral exploded. A hard gust of wind hit the girl and Summon sending them sliding across the floor of the room. Musībata quickly recovered once he was halfway across the room and growled at this large dark figure before him as it developed more into its form. Adriana was sent much further until she had slammed against the wall, knocking the wind out of her.

Adriana had caught her breathe, before slowly rising back to her feet. She moved her eyes from the ground up to the spiral that once was there. To her amazement there was a light gray feathered creature that had the body of a big cat but the head and wings of a bird of prey. Was this creature she summoned a griffin? Still in dismay, Adriana was lost for words.

The large griffin looked around at the world before it then looked to Adriana and Musībata as they both stared at him. The small canine had started growling at him and in response to this display of threatening behavior, the mythical animal spread its wings and opened it's black beak hissing at the summon. He removed his attention from the summon to the one he supposed had call forth to him. "I believe you are the being that has awoken me from my slumber. You have great power building inside you if you could summon someone as myself. Only one other had a chance to call forth upon me and now you have made the accomplishment the other once had. I have gone by many names by many individuals over the years but have stuck with one fully. You shall address me as Μυθικός Ψυχή or in a language you may understand Mystic Soul. So tell me young one what is my new summoners name?"

Adriana looked to the griffin as it spoke to her. She took a while to respond back as she still couldn't believe what she was seeing but quickly straightened up. Walking towards the summon, she stopped before it and gaze up at his face. "My name is Adriana, and I'm your new summoner." Mystic looked down at her and gave a bow of his head to her before looking back up. His eyes landed upon Musībata and he gave him one last glare before giving his attention back to Adriana.

Adriana looked at Mystic and Musībata before keeping her attention on her first summon. She glared at him and commanded that he be dismissed back to his realm until he be summoned again. Once Musībata had faded off and out of this world, the girl turned her attention back to the large beast. She had nothing further to say and figured it was time to get back to class before someone went looking for her. Heading for the closed door she touched the gold painted knob before turning it and the door flew open without a single bit of the girl adding any force. The pressure that had been created from the summon had built up to the point it needed a release and the door was just the thing to let it all escape.

[Artesian]

Leyndarmál laughed her croaking laugh that hovered somewhere between a guttural raven's rattle and a human chuckle. Now this is fun, she thought, carefully shrinking her raven-shaped form down another couple of grams. She was only the size of a fly now, and though her chosen size had its definite disadvantages, there was nothing like being nearly indistinguishable from a common housefly to make spying facile. A dawdle. A cinch, like taking candy from a baby, no sweat, even as easy as pie.

Usually, Ley hated to be constrained by the four walls of any building. She preferred the wide open vistas of the city skyline, the endless crenelations of side-streets and back-alleys beneath her. If she happened to take a stroll into a pub and listen to the rabble gossip, so much the better. Schools though, schools were booooooring. Endless classrooms of summoners, gradually becoming more powerful, more able to take Ley's freedom. It gave her the creeps.

Today though, oooh, today though, the Master Danovich had told her to go snoop and see if she could find anyone interesting. Actually, he had cancelled Order Set 9 and referenced Order Set 79, which consisted of over twenty sub-orders which prevented her from sabotaging the mission. Remain unseen, utilize canvasing techniques to maximize area covered in the time available, and, of course, the ubiquitous Do Not Tell(ref. 34) Anyone (ref. 12) your true name or provide hints designed to reveal your true name. Blah blah blah. Even Ley, a knowledge junkie, found him to be such a geek.

She had coasted through the rooms of bored or studious summoners, when she found a locked summoning room. She listened, carefully, at the door, and heard a mocking laugh, that of a child, but the harmonics, the tones beneath the simple expression of joy, shook Ley's ears. Whatever was inside was powerful, more so than Ley. A summons? Definitely. An A? Possibly. A B? Maaaybe. She zipped her diminutive body to the ceiling, hopefully out of immediate sight-range of the summons, whatever its powers were.

As the summoner (a youngster who was most likely required to be in class at the moment - Ley filed that in the endless section in her brain marked blackmail) exited the room, Ley saw the creature following him... short, childlike, yet with pointed teeth and a vicious and resigned expression on a humanoid face.

[Ooc: Danovich and Row are talking with one of the professors about a theory of his, and are in the same building. Kiro & Hikari, I suppose you can choose whether Maira sees Ley, and if she'd tell Skye? Also, James wouldn't tell anyone about Skye's summons... probably. He can keep a secret.]

[Noel]

((^^ Glad to see this RP starting. For the record, I'm Kiro, Hikari wanted nothing to do with this RP. xD))

Maira was doing her best to be annoying. Given she looked like a young child and was bound to the orders to protect little Skye, scaring him and hurting him were both impossible. That didn't leave her many options for getting back at him for calling her into the human world, unfortunately. With luck she would get the honor of biting into his small neck someday, should just once he trip in his words. She couldn't wait.

"These are orders. You are not to reveal your name to anyone. You are not to talk nor communicate to anyone else, by writing, pictures, symbols, sounds, or expression any plans that would harm me. You are not..." These rules were the first thing any summoner with any sense at all gave, separately, one by one, so they could only be canceled one at a time. Skye was straining to be sure he remembered each one, for missing a single one could result in disaster. Maira was using a hand to pantomime a human blabbering on(the usual open-shut talking-motion) while making a bored face and mouthing cuss words and how horribly bored she was. Humans, how they were never interesting to her. And Skye had ever ordered her not to speak, which was just the ultimate humiliation in her opinion. How was she supposed to complain of her treatment silent?

Skye finished with: "You are not to cause any death nor injuries unless ordered to, in self defense, or to protect me." before taking a breath. That was just the first set, but thankfully the others would be given in large groups with a few basic words and written out list, which was much faster and easier. He could do that once he got home from classes that day, along with testing this summon to she if that small and catlike form of hers could actually do any damage. Skye wasn't sure, but he had learned it was best not to underestimate summons, and a rank 'B' was more then he had tried before. "Cancel the order of not speaking." He added, giving her a warning look. He had to silence her for the beginning, given that until those first orders were given she could have yelled anything she wanted to the world, namely that he had both skipped class and summoned far beyond what he was allowed to do. Yes he had the license to summon crap, but he had been forbidden to try for another six months at least. Skye had disagreed, clearly.

"So, shortie, what do you want from me? A cookie? Some flowers?" Skye rolled his eyes with a sigh. This was going to be a long day, but the success of finally having a Rank B was enough to keep him from slapping Maira, however tempting. He was packing the book he stole into his school bag(which was filled with other stolen books), and unaware of the other demon watching them. Maira, of course, was not. Her cat-like vision easily picked out the bird against the ceiling, even if she hadn't already sensed it before she even stepped outside the room. She gave it a pointy grin, wondering just how much of a meal it would make. Did her summoner need to know of it being there? Not really.

"Summon, you are a half foot shorter then me. And no, actually. I don't think you'd be quite capable of that much." He answered absentmindedly, mentally noting to find the words to order a summon to stop being irritating with words, to maybe to just order her to be silent unless asked a specific question. But Skye was sure he would miss some contradiction he could make there, and had the sense to research the topic first for once.

The slightly flicker of a black wing caught his attention, making all other thoughts irrelevant. Not a good day to be caught out of class -Skye had already been caught many times before and the professors were quite angry with him- and he didn't want to receive further punishment."Tell me summon, are there any of your kind watching us?" Maira rolled her eyes as if to say 'clearly' but responded nonetheless. Taking a breath, her tone the usual 'duh' voice that most children had, Maira answered with: "Obviously. Against the ceiling, bird form, sub-A I believe." Skye's eyes narrowed slightly as he thought, crossing his arms. And then, almost mirroring Maira's, a grin grew over his face. "A little spy, eh? Order: Capture it, minimal harm to it please."

Maira was all too happy to oblige. As she let those sharp teeth of hers show once again, Skye noticed with faint curiosity that a slightly-lonerg piece of her hair twitched just like the tail of an animal about to pounce. Before the thought left his mind, that's exactly what happened. Maira, who had crouched slightly, jumped beyond what physics should have allowed, right at the little bird. However, Skye's orders weren't backed up by Set 12, which implied that orders were to be taken care of with maximum haste, nor Set 27, which was mostly about avoiding damage to surrounding areas, as he had not the time yet to invoke them. Maira did a half-flip in the air, feet striking the concrete ceiling a small distance away from her target, and she seemed to crouch there for a moment before shooting off. Long cracks appeared in the ceiling where her bare feet at struck, which she observed with a small smirk.

Where was her second jump aimed? Right at Ley. Even without the Set 12 orders in place, she had to complete the order with some speed. The seemingly-badly aimed first lunge was to give the summon time to call it's summoner, to give Skye a bit of trouble. She was not aiming to kill, just to... bat around really, play with the bird like a cat would a normal one. It would be following her orders, just very slowly, and to her it was great fun.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Both Lokik and Tuxedo Thomas need Summoners; let me know if you want one or both of them.]

[Artesian]

This part of the school was much more luxurious than the passages frequented by most students. The professors lived here, in opulent apartments, private summoning chambers, and offices crammed with unusual treasures from distant lands, books on every conceivable subject, and flocks of sub-As teased and terrorized by type As and crap.

The door to one professor's office was open, and words could be heard drifting out of the opening, although only one side of the conversation was audible. "That's what I understand, sir."

Murmur, murmur?

"Of course not, it would be far too risky."

Mumble, mumble?

"No, I have not tried it on an A-summons, merely a sub-A. It was successful, but the more advanced mind may prove difficult."

Murmur. Mumble mumble.

"Good point, sir," James Danovich admitted. He was an unremarkable boy, all in all. Dark hair, uncertain ancestry, a lack of any noticeable scars, and a sort of scrawny height that reminded those who met him more a stick of basal wood than a stone tower. His hands were nervously fiddling with his notebook, seemingly unnerved by the thought of binding an A-summons with an experimental ritual. He wore a small, delicately jeweled ring about his thumb, and his clothes (though neat, as usual) were cheap, befitting a lower-class summoner who had not the willpower to summon anything more powerful than a slug-shaped sub-A with a predilection for lettuce and the dubious power of guessing people's weight.

His professor sighed, his beard drooping. He'd grown it after an accident with an A-summons in his twenties; the reptile-chimera shaped creature had managed to slice his face nearly in two before he'd managed to banish it. "James, power does not come without a price. If you never take risks, you'll never know. Try it, someday." He handed the sheet of magical diagrams to his assistant, a small, levitating shrew-shaped sub-A, which hovered over to James and proffered the papers sulkily.

James stood and took the papers, ignoring the summons's surly face completely. He nodded reluctantly, then winced, and rubbed the ring on his thumb again, glancing out the door. "Yes, sir. I will try it... Row!" he snapped, angrily, wheeling around. "Where is Ley? Order, cancel set 4, superseded by set 9."

The enormous lemur, crouched on a cardboard box of advanced summoning texts near the door, shimmered into view. His overly mobile face contorted in a exaggeratedly confused expression. He swished his tail around himself protectively, and spoke. "What?" he mumbled, stupidly. "She -"

"Order, silence," James snarled. "I told you to watch her. With her mania for secrets..." he trailed off significantly. "I apologize, professor. I did not think to tell Ley to stay by my side today."

The professor shook his head. "James, if you don't learn -"

"I should go and make sure she's not getting into any trouble - I'll be back tomorrow with the changes - thank you again Professor," James blurted out in one fast sentence, rubbing his ring nervously, and fled. The professor shook his head sadly and returned to his papers. His gaze flicked up. The lemur remained nonchalantly perched on the box for a moment, calmly regarding him, before James' angry voice jolted the summons into action.

"Row! Order, come!" The lemur's eyes shrank to slits, his tongue stuck out and his ears drooped like melting chocolate coated waffle cones on a hot day. He jumped lazily off the box and padded down the hallway.

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Ley squealed, an undignified (and biologically impossible) sound from the noble black bird and fled from the summons. This was definitely a type-B; she could feel the power radiating off it . Ley expanded her body as much as possible, to the size a slightly large raven, and zipped away from the cracks left by the feline creature. Something deep inside her, something engrained in the shape of a raven quivered in terror. She flapped her wings once, twice -

And the claws, the fingers, the talons hit her, pinning her to the concrete of the ceiling. She gasped for air, her beak opening and closing frantically, like a helpless, panicked bird.


[Ooc: Wildmagic Warrior, James might be interested in Lokik. Clever sub-as are his specialty, and he wouldn't be annoying to Lokik, (he'd probably work out some sort of pantomime code for the heck of it). Perhaps if Ley is injured or other incapacitated, he'd summon him? I don't know.

Kiro: James will appear in a minute or so. His ring is part of a empathy-connection he crafted to Ley. He feels her pain and fear in a muted way. Also, Ley is referring to Maira as an it, because she doesn't know its gender yet.]

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Ooc: Wildmagic Warrior, James might be interested in Lokik. Clever sub-as are his specialty, and he wouldn't be annoying to Lokik, (he'd probably work out some sort of pantomime code for the heck of it). Perhaps if Ley is injured or other incapacitated, he'd summon him? I don't know.]

[Cool beans. I'll just hang out on the sidelines until I can find somewhere to jump in, then~]

[avarice.]

"If you don't want to hear something
that you may be offended by, then don't commit a dumb act for
it to be criticized by another."

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Flinching as it swing open and hit the wall with a loud bang before rebounding back in the position it was before the girl had entered, she was hoping no one was around to see or hear what had just happen. Pretty sure the cost was clear, the summoner stepped out the room and stopped turning to her new summon. Her heart was filled with so much pride that it had become almost unbearable. Looking up to the griffin, she connected her eyes with his before holding up a finger and opening her mouth to speak. First you are to not state your name to anyone, whether it be verbally, physically, symbolically or even gestural. Second, under no circumstances are you allowed to attack another summon you may see, whether they be male or female, sub-A, A or B, unless they prove the desire to rid my existence. Third, if you find that a summon is following you are to tell me no matter what the situation be. Lastly, in reference to 34, you are also to not mention anything about yourself unless other wise stated by me personally. Pretty simple really, so obey."

Upon stating these rules to her summon, she counted them down with her fingers before letting her hand drop to her side once again. Adriana wanted to make sure that everything was covered to her summon and that this new power would obey her every order and not try to find some loop-hole in it either.

Once she was sure that Mystic understood by his nodding gesture, she continued down the hallway heading back towards where her class once was. As she came halfway and turned the corner, she stopped in her tracks at the sight of two summons, a child-like one and a slightly large bird. The bird seemed to be in distress but it really didn't seem to touch Adriana as first this wasn't her summon and second she didn't care in the least bit of another suffering. It was more entertaining to her really. She watched the two having their little unethical way of communication. It was clear that the child like summon was in fact another summoner's but the sudden question of whom popped into her mind.

Rounding the corner before stopping directly behind Adriana, Mystic watched the summons. They really didn't interest him much but then again the situation sure did. The large creature knew from the amount of power coming from them that the bird was a Sub-A and the other a B. He remembered his orders to not attack them unless he had adequate cause to as so he did nothing even if he desired to. He lowered his head and rested it upon his summoners shoulder as he kept quiet and waited for his summoners words.

Adriana felt the urge to laugh and held it back and much as she could but it soon slipped out into a snickering chuckle. It was too much of an entertainment that actually improved her mood today, just slightly, so she wasn't in a terrible fool sense.Her sea green eyes moved from the two towards the short figure of a boy that seemed to also be watching. He seemed to be younger than her but not by too much. "Well, look at the shortie over there. He seems to be one of their summoners but which one. What do you think?"

She raised her hand and petting the summons beak gently and listened to the soft, yet deep, guttural purr that came from him. The purring rumbles ran through he body, making it feel as if she were standing directly over earthquake fault. The purring hand stopped as Mystic looked away from the girl towards the three before them. Mystic knew what his summoner meant by the tone in her voice. It was clear she was being quite a tease and he was sure to follow in her ways. "I believe that his summon is that bird there. That little child summon looks much to powerful for him to even dream of controlling. After all it may be a B but it's height is quite odd. It's far shorter than that summoner over there." The summon smirked. it was just noticeable only by a little as the corner of his mouth had ruffled up the small feathers that laid flat against it.

Adriana shook her head as she chuckled at Mystic's response. She was surely liking this Summon a lot now seeing he understood her tones much more than her Sub-A had.

[Noel]

Maira was irritated. Clearly, her mood swung quickly, like the young child she appeared to be. Newly summoned, her sole goal was to irritate Skye as best she could, as early on before all the basic ordered were restraining her should Skye get enraged and stammer even a bit, she would be able to use it to hurt him. Hurt as in kill, naturally, as through that she could be free. She had a reputation to maintain of killing a great many of her summoners, and oddly Maira actually cared about that.

So a number of things were being problematic. First being, of course, that the summoner of the raven had yet to appear. For good reasons the summoner probably wouldn't appreciate the raven being attacked, and possibly give Skye some problems down the line. Second, that the raven hadn't reacted fast enough to avoid her claws. A pity, she would have liked the struggle to continue on, and allow her to cause more damage to the general surrounding area. Maybe later.

Skye watched with content as his summon lightly fell to the ground, doing another half-flip in the hair to land on her feet after seemingly defying gravity for a moment of being up against the ceiling. The raven between her... clawed hands, which Skye would see if there was a better term for later, actually was of little importance to him. Just another student's summon who happened to see them. However, he had skipped class for at least the tenth time that year, and he couldn't have that known.. again. And, more importantly, it had tested his summon's abilities. Skye grinned, most impressive. Sure she was annoying, but she was strong; just what he wanted.

"Just a little spy then?" He commented the obvious, walking over to Maira and Ley. While his gaze were focused on the small summon, his mind was thinking. Kill it? Big mistake, the punishment would be much worse then cutting class. Hm... Maira stepped back when he stepped nearer, eye narrowed. Skye only rolled his own eyes and approached again, giving her a warning look. Later, he really had to get the basic orders said and done.
"Just give it a scare and let it go." Maira was very happy to oblige, and another catlike smirk she prepared to slam the poor bird against the wall, and then just walk away and leave it to find it's way back to wherever it came from. As her arms tensed up, Maira froze up. Oh dear. Another summon, this one she could tell was no small fry like the bird. Another rank-B, for sure. Unconsciously her hands tightened around Ley, not noticing if her claws began to dig into the raven, for as far as she was concerned they could be.

Skye was about to say something, when the word 'shortie' reached his ears. Oddly, after hearing it from Maira, the word made anger boil in his mind. Yes he was short, he knew that. Did he like to hear it? Nope. And then the griffin-summon next to her, who even Skye with his human-senses could tell was a rank-B, added further 'insults'. He was also young, but that was a good thing in the ever competitive world of summoners.

He bristled simultaneously with Maira, who had also tensed at being called shorter then Skye. He almost didn't have to give the order. "Summon, attack them. Minimal harm, not fatalities, minimal harm to the surrounding area..." Blah blah blah, the latter parts mattered little. Maira had already dropped Ley, who was henceforth forgotten, and launched at Adriana with her claws extended, lip pulled back into a feral snarl.

Skye was young and irritated enough that while he watched the summoner-girl and the griffin he almost missed a rather unusual sight that occurred roughly over his head. Maira had found no reason to show her abilities to Skye before he made her tell, but might as well just show now. Given it was a fight and she wanted not to tire, the change in light was small. However, the air visibly grayed and blurred around her as she moved. The light was seemingly being pushed away, making her pounce almost hard to stay focused on, at least the human eyes. Skye watched with a raised eyebrow once he finally noticed, looking forward to what would hopefully be a fight.