Trial the First

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

Who: Jade Curtiss and anyone who would like to join in the plot! (Fighting will be involved)
When: Late evening the 23rd
Where: Central Plaza
Style: Action or Prose!
Status: Open

[Jade had been somewhat missing from the apartments. After all, the man hadn't been in his right head. Something had just begun to deteriorate. He was still there enough to know that he needed to be around the Coral for now, just to keep himself sane and... well, alive. He was currently sitting on top of the Coral, murmuring to himself and reciting what sounded like some kind of chant. It flitted between what sounded like an equation and just mumbles in some other language.

In his hands was a small glyph, constantly shifting and moving under his gaze. What he was attempting was unknown, but he seemed solely focused on it and it alone, whatever he was saying having some impact on the shining lines floating above his hands.]

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[immoralflame]

[The spear's appearance only prompted Sol to make note of it, otherwise unbothered. No point in puzzling over how it came to be.]

...Pain in the ass.

[He couldn't risk hitting the coral, or else he'd just Bandit Revolver Jade to the ground... Tch. So instead, he grabbed at the spear with his off-hand, dominant going for Jade's collar.]

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[The spear disappeared from his hand the moment Sol had ahold of it and Jade dropped from the Coral as Sol went for his collar. He tucked and rolled away, hopping up to his feet and wavering a bit on his injured legs. He screwed up his face in an annoyed expression.]

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