Mageheart

Oz's attention shifted from Apophis to the other two. He studied them with interest, trying to discern their personalities from snippets of their conversation. Behemoth seemed almost like a comical ...

Envy jerked the dagger out of his arm, angrily throwing it to the ground beside him. He never used the philosopher's stone to heal himself unless he absolutely had to, ...

"Are either of you from Stargate Command?" he questioned, an eager glint to his eyes.

"It's not magic," Sebastian countered, already rummaging through the pockets of his uniform for his chalk. It didn't take long for him to draw an alchemical circle once he did; ...

I'm once again using Maahes as my character! I'd link his profile, but this is actually a much younger version of Maahes. If I had to come up with a ...

"Nice to meet you then, Apophis!" Oz cheerfully said, flashing her the same grin he had been giving Behemoth only moments before. He didn't trust her in the slightest. But ...

He opened his mouth to reply, only to realize he didn't really have an answer. He thought for another moment. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "I haven't had to fix ...

Now Maahes actually spit out his food. It had been one thing to suspect that Apophis - which was an entirely different issue in itself - was from Earth. It ...

Envy was absolutely furious. If he could have, he would have turned around right then and there and gone storming back to his brother. This was beyond a misunderstanding. This ...

He sorrowfully nodded. "I need more advanced technology," he said, biting his lip and looking around for another time. "I'm not even sure if that would be useful..."

He gave the newcomer a startled look - the mention of the color orange was a clear reference to Earth's prisons. At least, that was what he assumed. He had ...

"I don't believe in magic," Sebastian started, which was promptly followed by Geist giving an indignant snort. "But we have something called alchemy, and it is possibly that this city ...

Maahes didn't want to seem rude, but a groan escaped from him as he looked at the mediocre technology. The electronics were far from what he needed to even attempt ...

He didn't trust Behemoth in the slightest, but the dragon had a point: Viper looked like she was on the verge of a panic attack. There was the small problem ...

The room was big. That was Gabriel's first thought when he stepped inside. It was bigger than he expected it to be. Not impossibly big, but big enough and bare ...