Post by Ivanka von Kraginskaya on May 15, 2010 2:27:06 GMT -5
It looked like the raven-haired girl had taken her side and pointed out to the freakishly tall Russian man that his little friend was already drunk; aside from the point that Ivanka could already make out that he was starting to sway little by little. The raven-haired girl's tongue was sharp! Ivanka just silently chuckled at the thought of it. The small man seemed to be amused by the sight if the light that was being projected by the shattered glass on the floor. Ivanka picked one up of the small shards that came from it. The light that passed through made beautiful colors. Who knew colors like these would exist in such simplicity?
Clank!!
Ivanka dropped the shard as it gave her a cut across the hand. Blood was slowly starting to cover her hand. She quickly grabbed a piece of cloth from one of her coat pockets and wrapped it around her wound. The Armenian had now started to speak like her was a genius or something. Ivanka turned her attention to the little drunk who to her seemed to be swaying around as he as explaining some theory. Ivanka's eyes widened at the thought. Magic used on Magic. But not just any kind of magic. The same magic that was used to create it. It might-
WAIT!!!
Ivanka's ears heard about a drunk. Was it her? "Is the drunk person you're talking about me?" Ivanka asked as she pointed to herself. But his theory was ok. But there seemed to be something missing. A prism that would be able to hold the flow of magic.
"The prism needs to be big able to hold the magic for a while." Ivanka spoke hoping to contribute seriously to the escape plan. This was finally getting somewhere! Unlike her previous plan to shut everyone up by dropping a chandelier. But this plan was going somewhere. "If it's a person you all are looking for, someone who uses dark magic, if I am not mistaken, should be able to withstand this magic. But one would not be enough. It would literally kill the prism." Ivanka looked around at all the people in the room. Surely no one would be daft enough to admit that they are using black magic. However, if black magic was used, there might be another way. If they can find something to harness the energy.
"I don't hear anything coming from you guys..." Ivanka looked at the group hoping someone would respond.
Clank!!
Ivanka dropped the shard as it gave her a cut across the hand. Blood was slowly starting to cover her hand. She quickly grabbed a piece of cloth from one of her coat pockets and wrapped it around her wound. The Armenian had now started to speak like her was a genius or something. Ivanka turned her attention to the little drunk who to her seemed to be swaying around as he as explaining some theory. Ivanka's eyes widened at the thought. Magic used on Magic. But not just any kind of magic. The same magic that was used to create it. It might-
WAIT!!!
Ivanka's ears heard about a drunk. Was it her? "Is the drunk person you're talking about me?" Ivanka asked as she pointed to herself. But his theory was ok. But there seemed to be something missing. A prism that would be able to hold the flow of magic.
"The prism needs to be big able to hold the magic for a while." Ivanka spoke hoping to contribute seriously to the escape plan. This was finally getting somewhere! Unlike her previous plan to shut everyone up by dropping a chandelier. But this plan was going somewhere. "If it's a person you all are looking for, someone who uses dark magic, if I am not mistaken, should be able to withstand this magic. But one would not be enough. It would literally kill the prism." Ivanka looked around at all the people in the room. Surely no one would be daft enough to admit that they are using black magic. However, if black magic was used, there might be another way. If they can find something to harness the energy.
"I don't hear anything coming from you guys..." Ivanka looked at the group hoping someone would respond.