Hayate's spellcasting power is, as indicated a SS level, which has been augmented by her Linker Core merging with the Tome of Azure Sky, and will be adjusted accordingly during the course of regains. Her spells and abilities are indicated as such, and while she has limitless potential, her powers suffer from bad aim and difficulty to multitask. At the level of it, one of her big spells, Diabolic Emission can easily wipe out a mountain if used.
She also sports a Knight Armor which is the last line of defence for protection, and will regain this piece of equipment back as well. Her spells are all critically destructive on the outset and will be regained one at a time. Equipped with shields and flight spells, Hayate is the last line of offensive power on the battlefield, but the first to leave due to her inability to handle the enormous amount of power that she wields without aid.
Sample Entry:
[Action - At Work] [Being the wife in a domestic setting was nice for the most part, but being able to work only 'feminine' jobs was kind of a let down. Still, she had secured a place in the library shelving books and it brought back memories of her childhood.
It wasn't anything like she expected though, considering that the books were either 'How to Make 100 Casserole Dishes' to 'Sewing and You'. The creepy obsession with the 1950s stereotype was kind of making Hayate queasy in her own way.]
Maybe I should try to find something to read after this...
[Anywhere in Town] [Shopping for food was something she was intimiately familiar with, being that she provided for herself for many years, and then helped a group of people grow into their roles. Still, she clucked her tongue at the prices. They were horribly inflated that day even for the prices that were typically found during the time period they were supposively inhabiting.
Waving the grocery boy over, she held up an orange, and put on her best 'Fussy Lady' powers.]
Young man, I've got a complaint. Three for a dollar? That's highway robbery! They're at least worth sixty cents for five. I mean look at the condition these are in! They're mushy on the inside, and the skin is broken on many of them. I demand a lower price for these, or I will find my business at Grovers instead of Barnums!
[The young man whimpered and stammered an apology, and soon Hayate was loaded with good produce for the best prices. As she left the store, she grinned, having made out like a bandit.]
Still got it.
[Event] [Hayate kept running. There was nothing for it, and those horrible things were after her. She had no powers, and only a stick in her hand. Hurdling a fallen log, or maybe that was a charred person, she kept running and running and running. Her lungs burned and she realized she really was reduced to squishie mage, emphasis on squishie.
Feeling helpless, Hayate wiped blurred sweat and tears from her face. They were getting closer, and she was left with one last option. There really wasn't anything for it, and Hayate inhaled as she turned the corner, daring to raise her voice in this absolutely frustrating, and horrifying. situation.]
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Hayate's spellcasting power is, as indicated a SS level, which has been augmented by her Linker Core merging with the Tome of Azure Sky, and will be adjusted accordingly during the course of regains. Her spells and abilities are indicated as such, and while she has limitless potential, her powers suffer from bad aim and difficulty to multitask. At the level of it, one of her big spells, Diabolic Emission can easily wipe out a mountain if used.
She also sports a Knight Armor which is the last line of defence for protection, and will regain this piece of equipment back as well. Her spells are all critically destructive on the outset and will be regained one at a time. Equipped with shields and flight spells, Hayate is the last line of offensive power on the battlefield, but the first to leave due to her inability to handle the enormous amount of power that she wields without aid.
Sample Entry:
[Action - At Work]
[Being the wife in a domestic setting was nice for the most part, but being able to work only 'feminine' jobs was kind of a let down. Still, she had secured a place in the library shelving books and it brought back memories of her childhood.
It wasn't anything like she expected though, considering that the books were either 'How to Make 100 Casserole Dishes' to 'Sewing and You'. The creepy obsession with the 1950s stereotype was kind of making Hayate queasy in her own way.]
Maybe I should try to find something to read after this...
[Anywhere in Town]
[Shopping for food was something she was intimiately familiar with, being that she provided for herself for many years, and then helped a group of people grow into their roles. Still, she clucked her tongue at the prices. They were horribly inflated that day even for the prices that were typically found during the time period they were supposively inhabiting.
Waving the grocery boy over, she held up an orange, and put on her best 'Fussy Lady' powers.]
Young man, I've got a complaint. Three for a dollar? That's highway robbery! They're at least worth sixty cents for five. I mean look at the condition these are in! They're mushy on the inside, and the skin is broken on many of them. I demand a lower price for these, or I will find my business at Grovers instead of Barnums!
[The young man whimpered and stammered an apology, and soon Hayate was loaded with good produce for the best prices. As she left the store, she grinned, having made out like a bandit.]
Still got it.
[Event]
[Hayate kept running. There was nothing for it, and those horrible things were after her. She had no powers, and only a stick in her hand. Hurdling a fallen log, or maybe that was a charred person, she kept running and running and running. Her lungs burned and she realized she really was reduced to squishie mage, emphasis on squishie.
Feeling helpless, Hayate wiped blurred sweat and tears from her face. They were getting closer, and she was left with one last option. There really wasn't anything for it, and Hayate inhaled as she turned the corner, daring to raise her voice in this absolutely frustrating, and horrifying. situation.]
EEEEEK! SOMEONE SAVE ME!