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He glared suddenly at Zayala, "Magic user, I thought as much. I knew I smelt it from earlier." he huffed, "No matter mortal...don't direct any of that at me. It is the one thing capable of actually killing me." He huffed and then looked to the scientist, "I could be a test subject I suppose. I think my physical limitations are far higher, not to mention my body can regenerate at a rapid pace. I am the least at risk here it would seem, based on your theory. I could summon the same thing you have and see what the feelings I have is similar to what you felt from it."

Zidourn was not a science individual, but strategy and understanding was key functions to survive. It is why he felt so superior. After all, idiot warriors in his mind are just cannon fodder. The true genius of battle plans before any charge.

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Alex looked up at Zidourn from where he sat“So magic can kill you?,...nothing else?”

Felix looked at Alex,never had he heard him ask someone about death cause stuff.
Zidourn turned to Alex, stunned by his interest in his way of death. "Virtually yes. Outside of one knowing all the runes and learning the technique to rid me of mine. But in that way, I am not as vulnerable to magic either." he patted one of the runes on his right pectoral, "This rune here grants me immunity to any physical pain or trauma, however magic's effect on me is amplified a thousand times and even magic of a healing origin can kill me, thanks to my demonic blood." he folded his wings shut again, "My entiac brother Shogran was opposite of me. He had immunity to magic but was more acceptable to physical pain. When we fought together we were unstoppable and often revered as gods in the earlier days when mortals were still few and my race still flourished." he shrugged, "But Shogran and I separated after a while, as did Sildaekar, another I called brother. None of us are of true kin and of different races. We had our own goals and agendas to attend to."

He sighed, "I lost many people," a single rune on his chest, directly over his heart, glowed brightly before going black again. This was the only rune apparently inactive on his body. He quickly shut his wings back and nodded, "But the past will not help us here. We have to focus on what is now." he turned back to Jason, "Let me see your weapon there." His voice 'softly' demanded.
Zayala turned away from the group and leaned her head on the wall. Using magic didn't affect her energy anymore because she has mastered it used to leave her panting on the floor or passed out, now she just gets a little thirsty when she uses it.

She can't remember her original family at all, all the others could probably remember at least their parents face but she couldn't. She can't remember anything before 2 years old and she has a really good memory. Zayala decided that she would have to leave them now, she doesn't belong here with people who can remember their thoughts with no problem. When they go to sleep, I am leaving for good.
He nodded and focused, the same way he had done both times before.
Same time as before, it had come but just barely. His shotgun materialized in his hands and he slumped against the wall, rubbing his temples as he held the weapon up for Zidourn to see. "Pump action shotgun, six rounds, typical cartridge. Good for multiple kills with one shot and is pretty decent at immobilizing aliens."

rolled 1d6 and got 3
1-2 Failure/Extreme Exhaustion, 3-4 Barely Comes/Mild Exhaustion, 5-6 Comes/Little Exhaustion

As Zidourn spoke and told him,Alex kept his head to the side a bit,most would use that as a sign of confusing,but Alex used as a way of showing interest.After Zidourn was done with telling he simply nodded as a ah ok.He realized Felix was looking at him and he looked back at his brother.Felix looked away,.still sitting on his rock,which had a smooth top.
((Ok my laptop will not let me do a dice roll. SOmeone give me a roll and I will post off of that))
(hm..i've never used a dice on this site..so..)
((Here out of what 9?))

rolled 1d6 and got 1
1-2 Failure/Extreme Exhaustion, 3-4 Barely Comes/Mild Exhaustion, 5-6 Comes/Little Exhaustion

(Nvm, he woulda failed anyways xD)

rolled 1d6 and got 2

He held out his hand and thought and blinked as nothing happened. "The devil.." he growled and tried once more to summon the weapon and nothing. He roared in aggression and slammed his fist into the wall, "I can't even do it." he rubbed his chin, "Perhaps...What if it is limited to items we know." he smiled, "I got it, I want to try something." he turned and would extend his arm, his eyes closed as he took one deep breath and began to concentrate the best he could. ((Ok someone roll for me in the Reply xD))
((Mhmk))

rolled 1d6 and got 1
1-2 Failure/Extreme Exhaustion, 3-4 Barely Comes/Mild Exhaustion, 5-6 Comes/Little Exhaustion

((xD Fail again?)) Zayala looked up and saw them trying to summon items, but to no avail. Bored out of her mind, she decided to try too. She reached into the air in front of her and grabbed something square, like a picture frame, and pulled it close to her. She was sweating a bit, but she just barley managed to get it out of the air. "Looks like I can do it." She whispered as she looked at a picture of a man and a woman holding a baby with cute little elf ears in their arms, looking allot like Zayala.

rolled 1d6 and got 4
1-2 Failure/Extreme Exhaustion, 3-4 Barely Comes/Mild Exhaustion, 5-6 Comes/Little Exhaustion

He opened his eyes to see....nothing. "This is rather annoying. I can use my runes. I was able to open a brief window to my own weapons vault to retrieve Delmish and Enskir, a bit tiring but still, I have full control of my runes, but I can not grab things out of mid air." he grumbled more and returned to making jerky.
Jason couldn't help but smile. So the weak little human who fought with pencils could do something the mighty warrior couldn't.
"Practice, I guess... But you seem to have horrible luck so I suggest you stick to your guns- go with what you know, in other words."
Caught the grin and filled with untold fury as he would leap up and took a deep breath and closed his eyes, full envisioning what he wanted. Something to prove them all weaker in his omniscient power. He took a deep breath and reached out "I demand...A WAR HORSE" ((Roll me..anyone but Zayala who keeps giving me ones xD))
Felix watched Zidourns utter fail to summon something,he was doing a good job not to laugh,he just grinned a bit.

Alex wanted to summon something,anything..but what..(..what would an angel keep/want..-thinks-)
((A character like max ^_^, a skateboard for felix? A motorcycle. >:3))
(Lol Jason's about to get his arse kicked)

He shrugged, shouldering his shotgun defensively. "Don't take it so personally, man."
Coming from the California-cool dude.

rolled 1d6 and got 5

(CHRISTMAS IN JULY lol)