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Rainbow Laser Cthulu

Super-Earth
Joined
Nov 17, 2010
"I'm telling you big sis! If we can pull this off..." Nadia grunted lightly as she heaved a large, locked trunk out of a pile of dusty old artifacts and books. She dropped it out of the way and wiped her forehead. "...then the headmasters won't have any choice but to promote us!" She went back to digging through the Treasury of Forbidden Magics, like a creature possessed. She was tired of waiting to be called to the anointing ceremony. Her sister had been there longer than she, and even she had not yet been called. It was absurd. They outstripped many of the male mages that had been her shorter, and been promoted first. It was all sexist crap. And they were going to prove everyone wrong.

"If we can just find the right spell..." It had to be something grand, something that pushed their abilities to the limits, but something they could control at the same time. They needed something old, that even the masters would fear trying to use. Surely if they could cast the old magics, then the masters would have no choice but to acknowledge their power. So far it was going poorly. They had been in the attic of the restricted tower for hours, and had for the most part found nothing but alchemy books with ancient, worn recipes for eternal youth and mind control. Both were powerful, but even a fool could accidentally get the recipe right.

"No we need something bigger..." She mumbled to herself, lost in the search. She was wearing a summer version of her mage robes. They were vibrant red, matching her hair. They hugged her hips and bust in a way that pronounced her feminine qualities, while folding just right at areas to show modesty. However it was so thin that the slightest breeze could pierce it, yet it showed nothing beneath unless one shone a light directly behind her. She always liked the summer robes, they enhanced her dark skin and drew out the color of her orange/gold eyes.
 
"Summons?" Nadia thought about it for a second, then beamed. "Sis you are amazing!" She slid over and gave her sister a big hug, burying her face in the older girls impressive cleavage. She quickly rushed back to the book though, eager to see if there was anything that they could summon with relatively little resources. "Summoning is one of the most difficult schools of magic. If we could summon even a small spirit. Maybe an elemental...." She frowned however the farther she read. Many of the images were blurred, much of the descriptions were in ancient text that she hadn't learned to read. Which only made it stranger that all the power words were perfectly readable.

"If I'm not mistaken...many of these spirits are demons..." She sighed. "Most of them pretty nasty. Of course I don't know about the ones that are worn out....but I think this book is full of dangerous summons." She groaned. That explained why it was sealed away up here. She thought hard and long, eventually she started pacing, setting the book down so that her sister could read it.

"Alright. Let's consider this. We've been at this for hours and this is the only thing we've found." She began using her super-special-ultra-reliable-logic-brain for this one. "Summoning demons is highly dangerous...but also extremely impressive. We need strong wills to keep the demons in check, and the casting must be perfect. But if we did pull it off, then the masters would have no choice but to accept us!" She beamed again. "We can do this sis! We have all the will in the world!"
 
"Yeah. I bet he's a real charmer too..." Nadia joked as she sat down in front of the book. She took some time to study the pages while her sister looked for something to translate with. Once found she flipped to the first page, which if the pictures were half accurate, should be the master incantation. The initial spell to create a sphere of influence in which to bind the demons. Once they were set she began reading the first verse of foreign words.

"Belakt...nos...vyn...werhalft...und...gregorn..I think that I actually recognize this one from one of our Divination master's books..." She pointed out a phrase as she let her sister translate. "I think this refers to the summoning of....well it's either something called "The Pit" or "The Lavish One" Really in reference to demons I don't think either of those sound on the up and up." She hadn't noticed that as those initial words of power she had spoken traveled into the air a presence joined them. It was spectral, and completely invisible. More a force than a thing. But it was there. And it was watching. If it had lips it would be drooling in anticipation. Being unaware of their guest, Nadia waited for her sister to translate the first part, then moved on.

"Belakt...nos...vyn...trumrokt...und...feighan..." With every word the pressence grew more oppressive, until it filled the room.
 
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