User:NekoRex/House10

»»	Marisa_Kirisame seems to be reciting some kind of spell at the moment, the potion boiling away on it's stand. This one, as before, is white, bubbly, and glowing, but has a brighter sphere in the center of the potion, likely some kind of core the magic is centered on. When she finishes the spell, on of many she's cast on the potion, she senses someone peering over her and cranes her neck around, noticing Alice, and gives her a grin. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Heh, come to watch me finally make a purfect batch of elixir? This one is definity going to work, I can feel it." »»	Alice_Margatroid shrugs, drawing away a little bit to watch this from a different angle. Examining the magical circle almost critically, she makes a soft hm to herself, nodding slowly. .:Alice_Margatroid:. Let's hope so. It's become a dull pasttime, I think. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "It's been a hard target to hit, but nothing I can't handle with enough firepower, after all," Marisa mutters to her .:Alice_Margatroid:. Somehow, I'm not surprised you'd say that. Ugh, you need to realize that life isn't necessarily always that way. »»	Marisa_Kirisame adds a shimmering liquid from a small vial into the potion, the mix prepared beforehand, which causes a small ripple through the magic circles as it mixes in with the potion. Marisa seems to concentrate on heating the potion to boil away a bit of the liquid with each ingredient, so that she never ends up with too much to quaff. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Too bad there's no god of aging, I coulda just roughed it up instead of spending years at a desk, an' gotten the same result." .:Alice_Margatroid:. Well, you could have always gone to that one immortal nurse-doctor and pestered her until she made you that elixir of immortality. .:Alice_Margatroid:. But no, of course you always have to take the most difficult route.. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Eh? Eirin? I tried badgering her a few times, she never gave. Heard real immortality isn't the bees knees anyway." .:Alice_Margatroid:. From what I've asked and read about, it's only if you take the full dose of that... »»	Alice_Margatroid sighs. .:Alice_Margatroid:. And you say you do lots of research. I doubt that, somehow. »»	Alice_Margatroid soon pulls up a chair after wresting it free from a stack of books atop it, resting her eblows on the desk and her head in her hands. »»	Marisa_Kirisame seems to be working on another magic spell, this one without a verbal component. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Still couldn't get a batch out of her, at any rate. I'd like to get medicial care if I need it, won't get much but a bad grudge if I force it outta her." .:Alice_Margatroid:. See, I disproved you there. "If I force it out of her, I won't get anything but a bad grudge", says the person who thinks you can do anything with brute force. »»	Alice_Margatroid chuckles wryly, stretching a bit before getting comfortable in her seat. She idly takes notes with quill and parchment, or.. well, at least one of her dolls does. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "If I swindled people with force, I'd be no better then one of the youkai out in the woods." .:Alice_Margatroid:. Isn't that what you already do? .:Alice_Margatroid:. Also, I'm not sure if I should be offended by that or not.. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "I beat up troublemakers, it's different then mugging people." .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Meant one of the youkai out in the other woods, those ones that attack humans just because they can. I don't think I'd compare myself to something I'm about to become, hmph." .:Alice_Margatroid:. The "other woods". I don't know, I see youkai in this forest too, sometimes... after all, there's plenty of woods in Gensoukyou.. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "I don't see 'em too often. Maybe they just don't wanna mess with Marisa Kirisame, ufufufu."' »»	Marisa_Kirisame finishes off yet another spell, as the magic circles begin to glow a bit brighter. .:Alice_Margatroid:. I'd think, after all the people you've beaten up. You should just keep a count, you know, just so you can inflate that ego of yours even further. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Nah, then I'd have to compare it to Reimu's, and she probably has me beat by a lot." .:Alice_Margatroid:. I suppose that's true.. you wouldn't want to get too competitive with her, it'd probably be damaging to the whole of Gensoukyou, I'm sure. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "I don't think I could beat Reimu, competition or not" Marisa says with a shrug. »»	Marisa_Kirisame thinks for a second, and then seems to remember something. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Ah, mind stepping out of the circle? I gotta be the only one standing in here for this last step." .:Alice_Margatroid:. Right.. »»	Alice_Margatroid gets up and takes a good few steps back until she's out of said circle, her dolls following after her. That doesn't stop her, however, from crouching down and studying the circle. .:>Ambiance<:. It seems to be some kind of protective circle, of course, made to keep ambient magic out. »»	Marisa_Kirisame goes onto the last step, which is, once again, adding some of her blood to the potion. Nicking herself with a fine point of glass, she adds a couple drops to the elixir, which instantly begins bubbling furiously. »»	Marisa_Kirisame seems to start on one last magic spell to end it off. The magic circles begin to ripple and flicker at the powerful magic doing its work here. »»	Alice_Margatroid makes a soft oh! at all of these reactions from this and that, particularly the addition of blood, and she almost considers going ahead to fiddle about with this if she could.. but she can't, of course. She's mostly left watching. »»	Marisa_Kirisame is concentrating very hard on her spell, and the potion begins to glow steadily brighter quickly, soon getting to the point of being irritating to look at. Marisa starts making a soft murmur of annoyance at this development, apparently not what she wants happening. »»	Alice_Margatroid averts her gaze when it start to become a bit bothersome to stare at. In fact, she reaches over to the nearest book, plucks it up, and starts reading, covering her face with it as she does so. »»	Marisa_Kirisame continus concntrating, and the potion stops getting brighter for a time. Marisa is visibly sweating. .:>Ambiance<:. Suddenly, the potion flashes brilliantly, the light it admits becoming extremely bright, the outside of her house looks like a lighthouse in the middle of the woods. Marisa yells "Shit!" and jumps out of her chair, focusing both her hands on the glowing bottle. An unseen wind blows through her dress as it feels like she's having some kind of magic battle against the potion now. »»	Alice_Margatroid is surprisingly calm through all this, although that may just be because she's not too terribly involved, and is more or less hiding any concern she has for Marisa. Still covering her face, she squints to try and make out what's going on, mouth quirked in a frown. .:>Ambiance<:. It's a battle Marisa seems to be losing, as the potion gets brigher still, nearly impossible to make out anything in the direction of where Marisa is standing now, and still getting brighter. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "Agh... Alice... of the house!" Marisa struggles to call out through grit teeth. .:Alice_Margatroid:. Ugh-- fine! If you end up needing me, it's your fault! »»	Alice_Margatroid rises to her feet, gathering her dolls under an arm, and running out of the house, following her better judgment despite her urge to stay and see what happens. .:>Ambiance<:. No sooner does Alice leave the house then does a bigger magic circle seem to form around it, before slowly beginning to shrink inwards. Whatever Marisa is doing, it's very, very powerful magic, likely the strongest Marisa could muster. The light flooding out of the house seems almost like you were looking at the sun. .:>Ambiance<:. Something seems very wrong about the situation. »»	Alice_Margatroid, of course, nearly tripped on her way outside, and stumbles out over the front steps, staggering away from the house and its blinding amount of light. She's starting to get the feeling that this is, perhaps, not what's supposed to be happening.. what else would explain a reaction like that? »»	Marisa_Kirisame continues to try to get this reaction under control. She didn't expect this to happen. Should anyone have expected this to happen? Thinking about that would throw off her focus. She was trying to use all her power now, absolutely all of it, in the vain hope she could reverse this. It wasn't working, even her largest magic circle couldn't contain this mess. .:Marisa_Kirisame:. "NO!" Marisa screams, as her magic can't contain it much longer. "NO NO NO NO NO!" She continues, increasing in volume. »»	Alice_Margatroid sits there for a long moment, eyes squinted as she still clutches that book.. but all of the magical buildup is starting to bug her on a bit more than a sandpapery irritation. Closing her eyes, she fights off her best preservation instinct, gets to her feet, and runs right back inside. It's nearly impossible to see, but her dolls seem to operate just fine.. »»	Alice_Margatroid crashes fairly blindly through the house because of this, but she still manages to find her way back to where she was before. Her dolls give her a sense of sight despite the blinding amount of light, and, returning to the desk she was sitting over just before, she finds Marisa's arm and roughly starts to pull her away, back the way she had come in. .:>Ambiance<:. As soon as Alice tugs at Marisa out of her concentration, the unstable reaction is set off, as the magic circles entirely dissapear, and a huge magical explosion is set off inside the house, blasting them both backwards, and shattering the windows, sending a pulse of painful, burning magic energy outwards around the whole clearing. »»	Alice_Margatroid isn't even sure where she crashes into, if she's thrown into a wall or into anything else -- she's thoroughly dazed, her dolls utterly destroyed from the explosion, the entire world off-kilter and dizzy. She's still conscious, however, as blurry as everything is now. »»	Marisa_Kirisame, of course, being in front of Alice, takes the brunt of whatever the explosion sent their way, and is totally unconcious, not to mention her front side plastered with shattered glass, and most of her dress burned away, along with terrible burns on the exposed skin. »»	Alice_Margatroid isn't quite in nearly as bad shape, although it appears that a lot of her dress has also been singed thoroughly, and there's a good amount of burns crisscrossing her arms, side of her face, and some of her leg. But that seems to be the only real damage done to her in contrast to how Marisa is now. »»	Alice_Margatroid remains still fairly stunned, each breath slow and trembling, but.. after a few moments of willing herself to get up and not just lay there, despite the shade of pain and exhaustion that's started to go over her, she pulls herself up into a weak-kneed upright stance. »»	Alice_Margatroid rubs her eyes, blinking quite a bit to try and get over the blinding glare that had been the many last minutes, and the world starts to come back to her. Looking to and fro, she catches that the house behind them, or what is still left, seems to continue burning.. but that's not quite her concern at the moment. »»	Alice_Margatroid instead turns to Marisa, who happens to be fairly close-by... and she's honestly rather shocked by her state. Having little idea where the glass managed to come from, she closes her eyes, grits her teeth, tells herself to remain calm despite this sight, and she kneels down, starting to quickly pick out the larger of the glass shards from Marisa's wounds. .:>Ambiance<:. Marisa's house is more of a wreck then ever. The desk Marisa was working on previously is totally destroyed, and the piles of everyting are more scattered then ever, although protective spells on most magic items and books seems to have kept the majority of them intact. The rows of potions and powders in the front room have all been broken, their contents, most still quite volotile, mixing together on the floor. »»	Alice_Margatroid doesn't take too terribly long to remove all of the particularly large chunks of glass and wood from Marisa's wounds, only pausing here and there to check for a pulse and to assure that there's no damage done to vitals. But with that done, she figures that the house is probably too unsound and unstable to remain in, especially with the way that ingredients seem to be mixing and melting... »»	Marisa_Kirisame is still alive, although unstable, her heart is beating extremely rapidly. The magic blast has put her into shock. »»	Alice_Margatroid pulls herself to her feet now, cursing under her breath over the fact that her dolls were all fried in the explosion, and the many, many others are still back home. With a heave, she grabs the back of Marisa's collar and manages to start dragging her out of the house, avoiding spilled ingredients and potions when she can. It's too much for her to lift up into the air-- she's not strong enough. .:Alice_Margatroid:. You-- you goddamn idiot.. you should have known that you were messing with something that would go wrong... .:Alice_Margatroid:. It's too difficult a process to do with such little study and comprehension.. why the hell don't you ever listen to me?! »»	Alice_Margatroid shouts at nothing, even with her words having a target. .:Alice_Margatroid:. You bloody better not die. I've invested far too much in you to just have you go off and die in some freak accident. »»	Alice_Margatroid, of course, soon realizes that it's near-impossible to get out of the house at this point -- one door is blockaded shut by debris from what she can see, and the other has a precarious minefield of spilt potions in front of it. Closing her eyes, she groans in irritation, before making her way to the nearest outer wall. .:Alice_Margatroid:. It always runs this way.. of course it does, why would it choose any other path this time.. »»	Alice_Margatroid puts Marisa back down on the floor for a moment, scrounging around for some sort of stray object that she can embue energy into-- a simple glass vial that survived the explosion is more than enough. Taking it in her hands, she focuses on it, letting it lift into the air and become a centerpoint of her magical energy, even if it's not as strong because she doesn't know it as she would a doll. »»	Alice_Margatroid turns to the wall, holding a hand out to keep the spell centered, and her other hand reaches to the back of Marisa's shirt again. Forming magical circles that ring each other and interlock around the object, she tosses her head and shouts out a mere five syllables as she exerts a great burst of power. .:Alice_Margatroid:. Artful Sacrifice..! .:>Ambiance<:. The glass vial explodes with a violent burst of magic, a startling amount of energy flowing forth from it, all of which is more than enough to blast a hole open in the side of the wall. »»	Alice_Margatroid, not taking chances with any possibility of any changed stability, makes a run for it, her adrenaline giving her quite a charge as she half-sprints through the hole she made, pulling Marisa along in her wake. She comes out on the outside, on the other side of plants and trees and all manner of foresty things, and drags herself a bit further to make distance between the house and them both. .:>Ambiance<:. The house shudders, apparently not too appreciative of having a hole blown through it. »»	Alice_Margatroid pants heavily as she takes a moment to rest, not seeming to mind her own burns and slight damage from shrapnel. It doesn't appear to affect her quite as much, perhaps just a side effect of what she's long-since become, and while it hurts, she knows she can just fix it all later. Now, she's got better things to do. .:Alice_Margatroid:. ... All right.. you're... you're going to be spending a lot of time at my place now, aren't you. »»	Alice_Margatroid smiles weakly at this, finding it as a single point of happiness amidst the disaster this has become. After a minute longer, she rises back to her feet and grabs Marisa under the arms, watching not to disturb any physical damage. This is much faster than dragging by the back of the shirt, and she starts off into the forest, watching for any youkai attracted by the spectacle as she heads home.