[System]
Age: 18

Birthday: Jan 20th

Magic:
Well of Creation: This magic can pull from the users imagination, but requires immense levels of concentration and magic reserve. The user must have a solid grasp on the item they wish to create, a firm and solid image in their mind. Without a solid image, you might end up fighting with a squiggly line for a sword. This means only the things he has practiced the hardest are capable of being brought out in the midst of a tough combat.

Small objects tend to be the easiest to create. Requiring less magical energy, though they tend to have the least amount of punch. Intricate items require more focus, though the size is what determines the magical cost of said item. A chair for example wouldn't eat up too much magical energy and can be created rather easily.

Though a large object, such as say a wooden beam, a tree, a carriage etc. Would eat up a much more substantial amount of magic. To add decoration and such wouldn't require much more in the way of magic, but the amount of concentration would be much more substantial.

Some Spells would include, for the minor range-

Sword Creation: Creating a sword of stern magical strength, though the skill to use it well doesn't come along with the blade.

Armor Creation: Creates a decent set of armor for the user, though their movements may become a bit more sluggish, their defenses can go up at least.

Chair Creation: Everyone needs a place to sit.

Magical Bomb: An explosive created utilizing magic as it's detonator.

Medium Range Spells Would include-

Armor Golem: A suit of armor, with weapon, capable of moving on the command of the user.

Tracking Beast: A small creature, the size of a normal house cat, though this creatures entire purpose in life is sniffing out the target.

Magic Level: Dunno.. A?

History: Verick was born to a father and mother in the mountains of a small country. His father was a practitioner of magic and the only reason he had found himself a wife was in order to continue passing down his magical knowledge. His purpose was to try to force his son to pass on his knowledge to his own son… etc. etc.. eventually culminating in the most powerful mage since Zeref. Though this plan was short lived. His father was found out, practicing illegal magic.

Verick was out gathering fire wood at the time and luckily had escaped capture himself. But was forced to live on his own from that day forward. He practiced his magic in secret, traveling from town to town so he wouldn't end up caught like his father… Though he had no idea of guilds until he reached fourteen. Now he's been searching for something worthwhile, a guild where he can settle down… and get filthy rich. (Living on the streets so long and always forced to be in that mountain home… He never got to have any toys or books outside of magic… now he craves everything he never had as a child.)

Personality: Verick is a happy go lucky guy on the outside. But he tends to press buttons and get on peoples nerves. He believes that by pressing their buttons you see the true person. He is mistrustful of people, seeing as how he was raised and the life he lived afterward, never knowing when people might see him or turn him in. Though he longs for the kind of life that others had, a family, friends… people to care for him. But he often sabotages these relationships.

Guild and guild mark location: No Guild Yet

Team Members: none

Three Strengths:
1. Strong imagination
2. Skilled with many forms of weapons
3. Knows how to live on the streets! (He's... been homeless a while.)

Three Weaknesses: (Make them Applicable)

1. Has a hard time focusing when an enemy appears to be stronger than him. (He becomes overwhelmed with doubt and worry. "C... Can i beat this guy...?) Making his magic much harder to control.

2. Money- He's willing to do anything to obtain his lifes blood. Money. Even if it requires putting a comrade in a dangerous position. (Think Natsu when he teamed up with Lucy for that book job... But all the time.)

3. Has a hard time getting to know or trust others. Because of this and his habit of using comrades to obtain money, it makes it very hard for him to form any kind of relationship or friendship.

Greatest Love: Money, There is nothing in this world greater than the almighty dollar (Or Jewel in this case)

Motivation: To obtain enough magical energy and power... TO CREATE A MANSION TO RIVAL ANY KINGS CASTLE!!! With an army of golems at his side! WAHAHAHAHA! (His true motivation, is to overcome his trust issues, and seek out friends and comrades.)

Appearance:

Additional Details:

[User]
James Hunt|Streets of Crocus
@Joshua Tamashii@Raijinslayer@Roseletta

James stood and watched as Cody approached Amaya, one hand resting on the pommel of his sword like it always did when he was idle. However, at the same time that Cody froze in what the paladin could only guess was fear, he felt a twisted and dark presence near Amaya and Joshua, an evil presence. He swiftly approached the trio, his helmet clinking into place even as he drew his sword and his shield took it's place on his left arm and he took up a position between the three and the presence, who appeared to be a very demented man. "Don't seek to insult our intelligence, dark one. You would kill everyone around us just to entertain yourself. So instead, I give you a chance to turn and walk away, or face my Holy wrath." For emphasis, a slight golden aura appeared around Amaya, Joshua, and Cody and his sword's blade turned a bright gold, indicating some kind of spell. "Choose wisely, because I can cast a shield of protection around every person within three blocks and still take you." Whether it was a bluff or not, even James wasn't sure of. He'd never used more than a fraction of his magic during any one fight because of so much of the nature of his spells.

[Assistant] "Oh, Well, If you're that bad at handling missions, Why not just let me take it off your hands completely? I'm sure they would be much more grateful to have someone young and competent. Full of energy. Fresh outlook. You know." Verick smiled, "But hey, How about you have a seat first old man and tell me about this job. Wouldn't want you exhausting yourself with all that standing." Verick's wrist and hand flicked and POOF! A chair, a wooden chair, without much feature or comfort... but this guy didn't need that. A normal chair would be fine enough for him. "So, sit down, take a load off. Tell me about this job." He smirked, "Unless you've forgotten the details already old man." He spoke, pushing the chair alongside the man as he walked.

[User]
Shiro Hime andCody Bloodstein

@Zarkun@Joshua Tamashii@Roseletta
Shiro simply nodded her head at Nidhogg's scolding and looked away with a slightly guilty look on her face. It was true, she had blown their cover. Although she hadn't meant to, she was just trying to avoid a certain someone who could get in their way.
However she watched through narrowed eye now as Nidhogg began his 'negotiations' with the group. This wasn't in the plan at all.
"Manami-sama won't like this Nidhogg-sama, she wants to avoid civilian causalities if possible." Shiro's tone was an uncaring one as she reached behind of her and pulled out a strange looking cylinder.
"She won't like this one bit..." She repeated as she stared down the Phoenix Wing mages with her uncovered eye. She wasn't going to stop him if he tried, however she did feel like warning him for when Manami found out. If he did such a thing of course.
She gave Amaya a blank look as he talked however...what was the slayer going on about?
"It doesn't matter. Slayers are a threat which must be eliminated. History must not be allowed to repeat itself." Shiro's tone was venomous as her scythe began to extend itself to it's full size. Appealing to Shiro would seem to gain them about the same as appealing to Nidhogg, however it wasn't for the same reasons.

Cody felt relief wash over him as James' aura took effect. It certainly made him feel a little more at ease to know that he was here, from what he had seen so far of James (which was very little) he was fairly stronger....but did he really stand a chance against this Nidhogg guy?
Cody immediately remembered the sheer size of the dome he had made yesterday and the scale of his attacks. It was something completely foreign to Cody. Cody's own hand now went to the hilt of the sword at his hip before gulping nervously.
"I-if you want Amaya, then you're going to have to get through us." Cody stuttered slightly at the start but stood his ground now. He had only known Amaya for a short time, but he knew already that she was nothing like what these scumbags thought she was. He enjoyed her company, and he had resolved not to lose anymore people precious to him.

Sora Kaze

"Oh really? I've been doing this job for two years now, I doubt you have what it takes." Sora said smugly as he simply ignored the chair trailing him. He had seen some strange magic since coming to Fiore, so this was nothing new.
But he was interested in it regardless. Some form of creation magic?
"Young and fresh? Full of energy? You certainly crack me up kid. You're older than the client." Sora chuckled deeply at Verrick's comments. The kid was annoying and arrogant, however he was a rather amusing fellow.
"The name is Sora Kaze. Greatest wind mage in existence. Well on the way to be the greatest mage full stop." Sora boasted as he gave Verrick another smug look "The mission isn't mine to just tell anyone about. It's a rather sensitive topic for the client. I'll take you to where she should be right now if those idiots are following the schedule." Sora sighed as he looked at his wrist. According to the time, they should've checked into the hotel by now.
Assuming Mai was keeping the other two in check that is.

[Assistant]
gabriel
@hatakekuro
Gabriel wiped sweat and god knows what else off his face with his shirt, catching his breath, he seemed a little wide eyed but other then that seemed okay. He blinked, looking about them. "I could summon my bear to go to the General. And we could use dog to try and find a way out. He should be able to find an exit" he said, already searching for the small key they was his bear. That would make three spirits out, although Leo hardly counted-given that he had come through the gate himself. Gabriel thought he could handle it.

"they need to know what's happened to us after all, and that things here really aren't what they seem. Do you think that psycho actually did that to herself?"

He looked up above them, thoughtfully. He suspected he could summon bear up there, and hoped the overweight woman wasn't there still. He first summoned the bear in front of him, to give it instructions before closing the gate and summoning it again way up above them. He hoped it worked but there was really no way of telling.

He looked around at his companions, "is everyone okay?" between the fall and the fight, Gabriel knew he probably looked worse for wear, but he had had his spirits helping him. "no one too badly hurt?" he crouched slightly as he spoke, to check Dog over but the spirit seemed in good order.

penny

Penny laid a hand on Jasmimes shoulder, her touch warm, perhaps a little warmer then normal, a circulating heat that seemed to come from within, "that's okay you've done well. Take a couple of deep breaths, okay? Just relax. That was good" did that mean that Jasmine had separated from her parents even before the city? There were gaps to fill, but if that was true then it made this a lot harder to do, and they didn't have days. Penny would have to be there for to events tomorrow despite her reluctance she couldn't let the guild down. They were running out of replacements.

"what about these moth and butterfly people? You've mentioned them but what are they?"

michael

Michael shook his head, having never been in any such situation before. "no, that must have been my buh-buh-brother, Gabriel. We're t-t-twins. He's always g-g-getting into s-such s-s-situations" it did not surprise Michael that Gabriel had gotten into such a situation. His brother seemed to go where trouble was and try to help, but oft times he just made it worse for himself.

"he likes b-being able to h-help b-but he can g-get a little out of c-control" he looked down at his hand, where his mark was. Had it really only been a couple of months? "I'm in Dragon Fang, my brother is in Frenzy plant" even now Michael worried that that was a bad mood. Gabriel didn't seem to be doing well in the solider guild, a fact that Michael could have foreseen but there was no convincing Gabriel otherwise.

sam
tamashii
Sam frowned as the Sprite was taken from ber, but didn't try to reach for it. She looked at Amelia, "a combination of them? A different kind of spirit?" there was a small vision lacrima that was showing an image of the city, and Sam reached over to tap it, the vision changing for a brief second to what seemed to be a town some distant away, but it flickered back to the image of the city. Neither parent seemed to notice this, and Sam sat back, looking st Amelia as she waited to see if she was right.

[User]
"Not many people I'm older than, sounds fun." Verick tossed the chair down a nearby alley, he didn't appear to need it anymore. "Though two years on the same job? Sounds like you really could use a fresh young perspective on the matter." He cracked his neck and placed his hands behind his heads. This guy was a weird one, but he felt a similar kinship inside him, as if two souls of the same ilk had met one another. "Glad we could come to an agreement Sora. The name is Verick, Verick Styles, I'll become the richest and most powerful mage in any kingdom. With a castle larger than any kings." He smirked as he followed behind the older man, this wasn't his true goal or dream... But it's the one he'll tell people. He didn't trust this guy enough to even remotely begin talking about his real goals...

But he seemed like a good pawn to use on his way to becoming stronger... and richer.


[System]
Gender: Female

Godly Parents:
* Mother: Gaia
* Father: The Atomic Bomb (No Biological Father)

Sphere of Control: Nature and balance, with destruction thrown into it.

Personality: Gojira can be considered more animalistic in some ways. While she is capable of regular speech, she doesn't speak much. She can growl and roar however, though its more of her natural nature of sorts. In combat, she is surprisingly calculative, being able to study her opponent and eventually find a weakness. Her endurance and stamina is also incredibly strong, allowing her to battle up to hours at a time. While usually being a lone wolf, it is very possible to team up with her, depending on the stances the character takes and/or if facing a common enemy.

Sacred Animal: Lizard

Powers:
* Super-Strength: Gojira is strong... REALLY strong. She can lift heavy objects up to 10x her body weight and cause the ground to shake with one strong stomp. Her punches, if at maximum strength, can push a man back several feet. Her tail can also deal some serious damage.
* Aquatic Abilities: Gojira is an excellent swimmer, being able to swim at a maximum of 15 knots (17 miles) per hour, and can stay submerged for 20 minutes at a time.
* Atomic-Breath: Gojira's signature move, she can fire a ray of blue radioactive plasma, which can melt away steel walls if concentrated for around 10 seconds. If her power begins to overflow, or if a sudden adrenaline rush hits her, she can unleash a more powerful red version called the Spiral Beam, which can deal 3x the damage of her regular one.
* Nuclear Pulse: Gojira can unleash a shockwave of energy within a 5 foot radius to knock opponents back.
* Enhanced Regeneration Abilities: Gojira has a slightly enhanced regeneration ability that can heal minor wounds in about 1 hour depending on the damage. If more severe, it can take several more hours to even a day for some for it to heal.
* Enhanced Senses: She also has enhanced smell and hearing, considering she being slightly more on the animalistic side.

Weapons: N/A

History: Originally created as a creation from Gaia, Gojira first found herself to have no father. It's been said that she was born in a small, primitive, tribe on an island near the Marshal Islands. However, she was born with the guidence of Gaia, who wanted her to gradually gain her powers of controlling nature and bringing balance to the world. She thought that the girl will bring peace and justice to the world, vanquishing all evils in the process.

However, that would all but change. On a stormy night, in the year of 1954, the girl was stranded on an island, with her boat already sunk beneath the waves. She waited the storm out in a make-shift shelter and planned to make another boat from the resources on the island and sail back to her tribe. Yet as she did so the next morning, she could suddenly see multiple huge ships in the distance, surrounding the patch of land. She thought that they will help her get off and so she tried to get their attention. Just then, she could hear the hum of a single plane flying over her. When she looked up, she sees a black round object falling towards her location. Little did she know, she was on the island of Bikini Atoll, where an American nuclear bomb test was being deployed!

And before she could realize what it was, it hit the island, causing a massive explosion in the process. The girl was severely injured, almost incinerated as her body was also irradiated with the radioactive "sperm" of the nuclear bomb. Gaia's creation had been tainted, or rather inseminated by the bomb. She couldn't get rid of such radiation, no matter how hard she could try. The radioactivity had infested her genes and was already mutating her into something monstrous. Whatever it was, however it came to be, Gaia can at least stop this mutation, and with all of her strength and magic, she was able to stop this vile transformation.

Yet the damage had already been done. Despite saving the beautiful face and body, maple-leaf like spines grew from her back, her teeth became ragged and sharp, and she even grew a charcoal-black tail. It even gave her animalistic qualities, however that came to be. She also gained new powers based off the radioactivity that she received, like a blue atomic breath, a significant regeneration feat, and more. She was turned into a "freak of nature" that Gaia now has to control. But the thing was, Gaia had no control over her anymore. Her animalistic qualities refused her own guidence. As revenge for making her become a freak-showed "monster", the girl invaded the nearest human civilization around... Japan. She was known to both the mortals and immortals as... "Gojira".

After such invasion, Gojira left and Gaia casted one last wish, one last omen, to make her own mark on the girl. While her creation could not be contained or guided by her anymore, she only requests one teachings of her to stick to Gojira. That teaching was of balance. She will protect planet Earth from any godly threats that happen to rear their ugly heads to destroy the world. Yet in times when man choose their own path of warfare, like that of nuclear warfare, she will be the one that will stop and punish them. This will be all under her own free will and it'll be her own ultimate decision to save humanity or to cast destruction against them.

Other: Rumors have it, that Gojira's power is actually not at her maximum potential. There is an inner beast inside of her, which if released, will turn her into a full monster, one of epic proportions and can rival that of a god's.

Sounds: Even as a human, her roars are simply legendary, downright scary, and animalistic. Below is a collection of recorded sounds...

[User]
The expansive Garden of Odalisi...it was finally dead...withered by centuries of sickness, the garden was now finally entirely rotted away...the once vivid colors had faded and were replaced with a lifeless brown...all the memories and secrets that it held lost to the darkness forever...

This garden represented the mortal life throughout Vekrashtan, flourishing in all it's beauty before the collapse...now completely and utterly dead. Ariakami was saddened to see her birthplace in such a state, but there was nothing that she, nor any other Odalisian, could do...for the mortal world of Vekrashtan was taking it's last breath...and all the gods would die. Yet even still, hope gleamed in her eyes; Owik(God of Space, Time, and Dimensions) had told her that she and all the other impure gods would survive, as they did not need the worship of mortals for their power. However, they would still need a living planet to call their home in order to survive, and Owik told them of the various candidate planets dotted throughout the universe and other dimensions. Ari would be going to a place called "Earth"...a world she knew very little about, but was very interested in seeing...and today would finally be the day.

Today, she would leave the home she's known her entire existence and travel some unknown distance across the universe, and perhaps even to a separate dimension. Owik kept most of the details to himself, and Ariakami honestly didn't mind, but the thought of how far away she'd be traveling scared her. Suddenly the bells began to toll, signaling that it was time to get going...so Ari stood up, giving the garden one last glance before turning and scurrying off to the council halls.

Once she arrived, she stood for a moment at the front steps. The jaded and crumbling council building appeared to posses a sort of aged and forgotten knowledge, hidden away somewhere deep within. Ariakami was here an hour early, just as planned...she didn't want to go through the pain of saying goodbye to everyone, and as she continued inside, she was greeted by an expecting Owik. He welcomed Ari, and proceeded to lead her into the main chamber where Kalu(King of the Gods) and Srah(Goddess of Portals and the Void) were. "Ariakami!...Welcome!...Though, this is also our final farewell..."  Came Kalu's weak, yet clearly distinguishable voice. "Are you certain you want to do this...so soon?"

"Yes, my king...I am sure." Responded Ari, looking away slightly. Owik came up beside her and placed a hand gently on her shoulder, speaking to Kalu. "As am I, Kalu. Ariakami here convinced me to see her as a test subject for this procedure, even though I'm certain that there will be no complications. She persisted, however, so I finally gave in to her request." He spoke, turning his head to look at Ari, a look of secret understanding on his face. "I trust you've already said your farewells?" Ariakami looked back, giving a slight smile as she spoke. "Yes sir...I have. I am ready to go, now."

"Halt!...You are not ready...not just yet..." Interrupted Kalu, his weakened body still sitting motionless in his throne. "Take my blade, "Valor"...so that it shall serve you...as it had once served me...Srah, would you please?" The King of the Gods continued, motioning towards one of the swords on a nearby weapon rack with his eyes. With a courteous bow, Srah moved to retrieve the weapon and quickly brought it over to Ariakami...who then hesititantly accepted the ancient relic of a blade. "Uh...thank you, my king...I shall treasure it, always." She spoke quietly, sadness tainting her voice.

Owik then clapped his hands together, signaling for Srah to start opening the portal. As the Portal formed, Owik decided to pass the time by briefing Ari on how things should happen. "Alright...Ariakami, as soon as the portal forms you are going to enter through it, as Srah cannot afford to waste her energy. I've no idea where you will end up, but it should be within the home of their gods." He told her, turning back to the portal as it reached the end of it's formation. "Goodbye, Ariakami...and good luck." Owik said, followed by the quick farewells of Kalu and Srah as the portal became fully formed.

Ariakami smiled sadly and waved to each of them before rushing into the portal, which disappeared only a second later. Once she was gone, Kalu gave a concerned look to Owik. "That seemed...very rushed...is there something you're not telling me, Owik?" He asked, managing to raise an eyebrow in question. "She dislikes farewells, dear brother...and I don't think she would've wanted to sit through your speech...and, in all honesty, neither would I..." Owik responded, a smirk stretched upon his face. "It wounds me to hear you say that, Owik..." Kalu said, his voice ripe with imitated sorrow. They both chuckled for a short while, as Srah smiled softly and rolled her eyes. Then they waited in a sad silence for the others gods and goddesses to arrive...

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Ariakami exited the portal into Olympus, home of the gods, but could not see much beyond the black fog as she glanced around. The sight immediately worried her, but as she turned back to the portal she saw the last, blurred images of the Odalisi council room fade away while the portal dissipated. Ari was now stranded in a strange place, frantically looking about as she heard noises but could not make them out. It would appear that she had been dazed by the transportation through the portal...something she was not expecting, nor was she warned about. Ariakami's senses were slowly coming back, the sounds of danger becoming clearer and clearer...but she remained where she was, still somewhat dazed and confused.

[Assistant]
@Cuccoruler

Yato was rolling around the temple attacking any monkeys that got close to Reese and Hun Batz. He was sure they could take on Wu but the fight could be turned against them if some monkeys joined. As Yato was rolling around he dragged his katana on the floor causing a foot wide pool of water. Tentacles reached out of the water and started to grab monkeys and tossed them away or just hold them in the air. Mentally patting himself on the back a glanced at the main battle and saw Reese block an attack from Hun. Why is he helping Wu Kong? Yato started to head towards Hun to give him some back up just in case.

[User]
It seems time has really changed in their short amount of absences. Belle stayed close to Scott. He could hold his own but they were in Germany a territory he visited rarely and know little to no information about what to be aware of. "We weren't gone that long were we?" Belle questioned as they past a young child. As they reached what Belle believed to be one of Scott's studies he peeked over his shoulder catching a brief glimpse of the choas spawing around Earth. Belle also noticed the Aliens an odd aura that was released that was obviously not of human or godly origin.

"I believe it's best for me to stay here or at least by your side." Belle stated pacing back in forth wondering what else is tipping the scales into madness. They were only gone for a little bit and Earth was about to enter a global war against an alien race. The thought of the situation didn't settle right with him. And no that he thought about it why was there a kid here in the first place. Then again Germany worked differently than Egypt. Belle leaned against a wall and took a deep breath.

[Assistant]
As the battle of the apes rage by the temple's Peruvian shores, another challenger slowly approaches by sea, who happens to be a woman. She too was aware of the presence what was going on at hand. Unlike them however, she can sense who the unknown ape that is helping Sun Wu Kong. And she was not too pleased about it. The ape was a resurrected god, known once as King of the Apes, the Eighth Wonderer of the World, the Great Ape, or simply as King Kong. She had faced him before, just over 50 years ago on the shores of Japan. It was a climatic battle, which ended in a strict tie. Kong escaped, while she just went back to slumbering in the ocean. It would only be 5 years later when she would find the god and ultimately kill him...

Or so she thought...

Balance had now shifted towards Gods' evil favor. And as Queen of the Monsters, the Preserver of Balance, Gaia's Tainted Creation, she will bring balance to Earth and wipe out the threat at hand. Once at shore, she rises slowly from the ocean water, her black hair wet but silky, her plates gleaming in the sunlight, and a tail whipping the water behind her. As she casually walks onto land, standing proud and tall and slightly taller then Kong, she issues a mighty roar, which can be heard for miles around, grabbing the attention of everyone by the temple. King Kong's resurrection is nothing more but a mistake, for he has just met his long time nemesis.

GOJIRA.

Now she will finish... what she started fifty-three years ago...

Theme: The Queen Arrives!/Battle Theme


[System]
Quinn Peterson

Character Quote: How fascinating is it to look at what has been and see what could be?

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Character Summary
Aliases: Quinny
Age: 26
Birthday: May 3
Ethnicity: British
Birth Place: Birmingham, England
Place of Residency: New York City
Gender: Female
Education: College, Majored in Anthropology and Criminal Justice
Occupation: Forensic Anthropologist
Languages: English (Fluent) and French (Fluent)

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Appearance
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 125 lbs
Body Type: Slim with slight curves
Eye Color: Light Brown
Hair Color: Red
Skin Tone: Pale White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scar along left wrist up towards arm, tattoo of brother's name on right hip
Personal Style: Quinn isn't picky about her clothes, but she prefers clothes that make her feel comfortable, otherwise what would be the point in wearing it? To that end, she will typically wear jeans and a sweater more often than not, but she will branch out with a dress, or blouse, or skirt if she is in the mood. For her job, she wears a lab coat and often dresses professionally. She will wear boots or sneakers mainly, but owns some heels if the event calls for fancy attire.

Quinn tends to go for darker tones in reds, oranges, purples, blues, and grays (her favorite color is scarlet). She wears her hair down unless on the job where she wears it in a nice bun. Jewelry is limited in her profession, but she wears a necklace given to her by her brother, a silver chain with a heart. Make-up is neutral in tone, but she wears color on her lip, usually red or pink. Her nails are never colored, but she will occasionally splurge for a french manicure.

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Psychology
Humble * Suspicious * Intelligent * Impulsive * Kind * Repentant

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Quinn has often been called the brainy one, especially when compared to her twin Quinton. Where Quinn was smart, Quinton was adventerous. Quinn prides herself in her intellect, finding new ways to question and learn. Despite this, she is humble in her opinion of herself. She beleives her accomplishments are due to hard work and hard work alone. Quinn can be impuslive most times, leaping before she thinks and often landing hard in return.

After losing her brother, Quinn has become suspicious of most other people. She isn't without friends and acquaintances, but she doesn't allow others to get too close to her less she be hurt again unless they can show they mean it. Quinn feels responsible for her brother's death and is repentant on most things, even when they are truly not her fault. Quinn is very kind, often putting others before herself, especially in the workplace where she feels the most when she is able to help piece together the after effects of someone.
Habits:* Chews on the ends of her pens

Hobbies:* Writing
* Jogging
* Dance

Fears:
* Seeing her father again
* Drowning
* Snakes

Likes:
* Riddles
* Strawberry Shortcake
* Scarlet
* Dogs (of any kind)
* Taking Walks
* A good book

Dislikes:
* Being looked down upon due to her gender
* Politics
* Traffic
* Seafood
* Bullies
* Unfair treatment of children

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Skills
General Skills:
* Computers
* Anthropology
* City Knowledge - New York City
* Writing
* Criminology
* Biology

Combat Skills:
* Athletics
* Self-Defense
* Stamina
* Strategy

What Do They Carry On Them:
* Clothing - Scarlet Sweater Dress, Black Jeans, Black Ankle Boots
* Purse - I.D., Passport, $50 (American), 2 Credit Cards, Various Rewards Cards, Pepper Spray
* Silver Heart Necklace
* ID For Job
* Apartment Keys
* Cell Phone

Possessions at Home:
* Personal Laptop
* TV
* Pictures From Home
* New York Subway Map
* Files From Work
* Chess Set
* Various Books (Fiction, Science, Psychology, Criminal Justice, True Crime, etc.)

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History

Biography: Quinn and Quinton were twins and as close one could be with their sibling. They were very close growing up, but that may have had more to do with their home life than anything else. It's hard to say where their father's anger came up. Quinn believes to this day that he was angry at them for killing their mother in childbirth, leaving him to raise two kids almost alone. Despite him having his own parents to help babysit while he worked two jobs, he was still angry. He would lash out at them, abuse and neglect was a common occurrence.

Things didn't escalate until the two of them were 14 years old. Quinton had been growing tired of being harassed by his own father and he was getting sick of Quinn being hurt as well. So he stood up to their father and fought back. No one could have predicted that their father would lash out like he did when he threatened Quinn's life. Quinton had enough and fought their father, despite Quinn's pleas. It all came to a head when their father pushed Quinton off the balcony in a fit of rage. Quinton did not survive. In her grief, Quinn threatened her father and called the authorities. Their father was arrested and she lived with her grandparents.

Quinn threw herself into her studies as it allowed her to not think about her brother. She continued through college. As much as she loved England, it had too many memories for her, so she packed up and moved to America, landing a job in New York through references. Here, she plans to live, hoping to have a fresh new life over here.

Discovery Of Your Power: Quinn didn't enjoy physical activity, but she was pretty good at it regardless of training. She chalked it up to genes. However, she noticed that she was quicker than her peers. She had better reflexes. She had better stamina. It was scary how good she was with little training. She decided to test herself and discovered she was unnaturally agile. She kept this a secret, even from Quinton. Something she regrets to this day.

Ability & Powers: Superhuman Agility: Quinn is far more agile than the average human. Due to this, she is quicker as well as more able to control her body movements, balance, strength, and endurance better than the average person. She is able to move effortlessly, dodge, flip, do gymnastics, and martial implements with little effort.

Ability & Powers Weaknesses: Quinn gets tired more easily with continued use of her power. Quinn's joints become sore and inflamed with continued use. Due to her power, Quinn must also eat constantly.

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Additional Information

Theme Song:
Extra Information: Link, Favorite Superpower is Telekinesis
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

[User]
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Claire Winters

Location: Her home, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Trevor the GeneticLab Annoyance.@Nallore

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 "Yeah could happen, may happen, but at least it's not going to be pushing it on purpose." Claire stated indifferently. As good and maybe as innocent as his intentions seemed, Claire had an innate distrust towards him for some reason. That or it was the lack of sleep, her grumpyness and the lack of coffee that were speaking it could be a combination of all of those.

 "Probably a good idea indeed." She said as she escorted him to the front door and closed it behind him, locking it up real good before heading to pick up her gun and returning to bed with the gun at an arm's reach. She just didn't feel like leaving herself unarmed was a good idea from now on. Might be a good thing to invest in better security... or a cat. A kitty would be fine. It'd be nice to have someone waiting for her when she comes back home. And it'd give her ample opportunity to chill like an evil mastermind on the armchair with a cat in her lap. She took a piece of paper and scribbled ' If you are a phantom visitor because of powers bugger off, I want to sleep.' She placed it on the nightstand and hopped into the bed, thinking about the kitty idea. Yeah it sounded like a plan, but by the time she finalized said plan she was already in the land of sleep again.

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Amelia Payne

Location: Riley's car, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nallore

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 Amelia burst into a muffled laughter when Riley said she'd make a great Thor if she puts on a beard. As an artist she quickly imagined herself with a beard and the visual of it was just so funny she couldn't help herself, but laugh. It took her a good minute before she got her laughing under control and somehow stopped herself from pulled a sketchbook to draw herself with a beard because of how absurd she found the idea.

 The girl listened with great curiosity as Riley spoke about her hobbies. Wanting to create your art only for yourself was a normal thing to do. Amelia herself sometimes drew pictures she never showed anyone because she didn't want to. They were hers only, but she guessed someone like Riley who was famous for their music will have it worse. When the talk got to her family though, Amelia felt a little weird." Ehh no... no siblings. Grew up with my uncle and he got two sons, but me and them don't get along well. He's a good man, but my cousins are douches... I think they thought I was intruding into the family or something." She added carefully, thinking about it. It was unnerving how bad she and her cousins got along and since she was quiet girl and didn't rat them out they just pestered her to no end.

[Assistant]
Fumiko "Kuīn" Nakamura

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She had been sleeping peacefully into the late hours of the morning, a rare treat that the girl rarely ever got to indulge in these days. That being said, the operative word here is 'had'. Unfortunately for the young pop idol, Bella had a rather different idea for Fumiko that morning. Taking a flying leap onto her bed, Fumiko had no warning before a 145-pound bundle of energy, fur, and slobber was landing on her. Immediately after the girl whined in complaint as the dog started licking her face, wanting her human to get up and play. Not long after, she was on her feet being dragged around by the dog's rope as she was easily overpowered by the animal. After finally managing to break away from the puppy long enough to get ready, she walked back out into the living room. "Bella-boo! Come on, dummy. We're going for a walk!" She said happily as she grabbed the leash and hooked up the dog.

Not long after, Fumiko was out in the streets of New York. Walking her massive dog around the bloc near her building, she wore a pair of sunglasses and a ball cap to try to hide her identity. It was actually kind of scary how well silly things like this from the movies actually worked in a busy city such as this. Especially one where you could walk by a shop and half of the time hear your own music playing from within. It was a rather uneventful walk, and soon enough the two were back at the building. Fumiko meanwhile going about her daily chores of workout, playing with her dog, and phone meetings with her producers and record label.

"Be a good girl, Bella. I gotta do an appearance in Times Square. New album launch today, ya know?" She said with a pat on the dog's head before heading down to the garage. On the elevator down she pulled out her phone and quickly dialed up her producers. "Heya Jimmy, did you get the streets cleared?" She asked, and thanked the man on the other end of the phone when he gave her the affirmative. Special appearance meant she could get streets cleared to drive over, how she loved being famous. Hopping in her lambo, Fumiko was soon on her way to the appearance. Hopefully today wouldn't be super weird like her life had been lately. Especially with the seeing other people everywhere...

[User]
Q U I N N P E T E R S O N:

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Wednesday, August 15
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 - 12:00 PM | New York City, New York

If Quinn hadn't already been sitting, she would have needed to. The realization dawning on them. Everything made sense now, in a way. And it was scary. Quinn printed her own information out, allowing Olivia to grab it. "That would probably be for the best. We should make her aware of what we found out too. Having someone on the police force will be an asset because otherwise, no one is going to believe this."

And even then, what else? Do they inform others of their powers? After all, they are going to expect a reason as to why this person or these people are killing random strangers. If they stop it, would they then be captured? Experimented on? Tested? She didn't want that either.

The best course of action was, of course, to at least bring this together. The stronger the case they have, the easier the time. She had the file from her recent work back in her office. "There are more out there that need to be made aware. And I have a hard time believing this is one person's doing, so we are most likely looking at a group or an organization. Which is more unsettling."


[System]
Age: 27
Species: Human
Class: Change blader- His gauntlet is both his weapon and also the source of a power up gimmick once
Homeland: Kharlei, who's climate ranges from cloud forests at higher altitudes along with like mountain highlands to a more subtropical locale at lower elevations. It consists of 13 provinces each ruled by a provincial administrator assigned by the current ruler. The capital Jenomizl, lies up into the north carved into a hillside with nearby Cozol lake that feeds the Greenway river, so named because the river lands acts as a water source for not only agriculture but also is a main avenue for moving things along the river's path.

Personality: : Rio is pretty easy going and friendly. An adventurer by trade he's got a sense of wanderlust and curious that is satisfied by moving around.

Appearance:He's got blonde hair and tanned dark skin from being outdoors a lot. He's dressed in a dark color longcoat that sports a fur trim around the collar punctuated by studs. His pants and boots are equally neutrally colored. His gauntlet is the most striking feature because of how it covers the entirety of his left arm. It's made of a silvery material and has an intricate designed carved into the metal along the weapon.

History: He hails from Kharlei and really doesn't care about bringing up history as it's pretty boring and mundane. After reaching the age of adulthood in his country he pretty much immediately joined the WAA and started doing low rank jobs and spending quite a bit of time learning how to fight. It was during an adventure that he would gain his signature weapon, called the "Lordly Talons". This relic while serving as a great weapon however is not at it's full power and currently Rio does not have the ability to bring forth the dormant power it contains.

Powers/Abilities:

Spell Name: Dive bomb
Element/Type: Sword
Rank:
Mana Drain:
Rio jumps up and uses the gauntlet to slam the target

Spell Name: Rend
Element/Type:
Rank:
Mana Drain:
Energy flows into the gauntlet allowing for an empowered clawing attack that not only hits multiple targets in front of it but also does more damage than an unpowered attack.

Spell Name: Circulation
Element/Type: Martial Arts
Rank:
Mana Drain:
By focusing his internal energies he is able to skillfully use his body allowing for great feats of agility.

Equipment:
* Duster
* Lordly Talon(s)
* Sturdy boots
* lucky charm
* Satchel
	+ Enough coinage for food and lodging and perhaps some supply buying
	+ Rations
	+ Notebook & pencil

[User]
HP 75 MP 50 Sta Full XP 38/60
A little unsure why the party were wasting time arguing rather than simply taking action Arwyn quickly moved over to the corridor, her bow held ready as she peered into the darkness with her enhanced senses (Keen Eye ability, Darkvision racial trait), trying to at least identify the direction the sounds were coming from.

Her cloak wound tighly around her body, coating her in darkness and helping her blend into the shadows of the dungeon as best as she could (Shadowmeld ability). She knew from her experience hunting however that not every creature used sight to find its prey, and so she kept herself silent as she gazed into the gloom, not wanting to give away her position with unnecessary noise.

[Assistant]
Character Status

Arwyn Arton Rio Nanda
HP: 75 HP: 125 HP: 125 HP: 100
MP: 50 MP: 25 MP: 25 MP: 50
Status: Clear Status: CLear Status: Clear Status: Clear
Stamina: Full Stamina: Full Stamina: Full Stamina: Full
EXP to LVL: 38------------------------------------------------------

As the Elf made her way to the corridor the noise would stop, something wasn't right about this enemy. She would be met with the stairs from 15 pairs of glowing red eyes. Almost as if they could see the blood flowing through her veins and hear the beat of her heart even from so far away. However, the corridor was far too dark to see exactly what it was that was staring at her. Without a seconds glance the creatures would take off in a full sprint, much faster than the speed at which they had previously seen. Sensing the bloodlust creeping from the corridor, Sampson sprang into action. "We don't have time for this. Knights to Arms!!" He roared throwing himself in front of the corridor, just far enough inside so that none could pass him, at the same time, being close enough to the outside room to aluminate a small bit of the corridor. The knights follow suit, one joining his left and the other joining his right. "Jack you stay back. If it gets past us, kill it." The knight commanded with extreme authority. He unsheathed his sword, a brilliant blade both long and thick. An average knight wouldn't be able to lift such a thing but the Captain did so with ease. The knights following his lead brandished long swords of their own. "May the Fire of the Sun God guide us!" Sampson roared, his sword becoming completely engulfed in flame. Almost in complete sync, the knight's blades as well burned with an intense flame. In fact, the whole parties weapons began to burn with never before seen fire. When the enemies hit the light they were much different from the undead from before. These were fleshy creatures, decked out in golden armor with equally golden weapons. "Caro Comedenti (Flesh Eater)."

Name: Caro Comedenti (Flesh Eater)
Species: Low Level Undead
Class: Assasin
Appearance

Skills:
-Consume: If a Caro manages to eat a fresh supply of meat it can heal itself perfectly back to full health.

-Flesh Sense: The Caro uses a unique magic that allows it to combine the combination of all its sense to hunt out fresh pray.

Stats

HP 100
MP 0

Vitality: 3
Speed: 4
Strength: 3
Endurance: 3
Mana: 1

The first of the flesh-eating undead was quickly put down by Sampson with a clean slice, splitting the monster completely in half and setting it on fire. The soldiers doing the same, slicing them and letting them burn to ash. They were able to quickly dispatch 6 before 4 of the monsters snuck through. Either by jumping over, or sliding around, these monsters proved to be far craftier than the previously thought. The 4 rushed towards the ones they thought to be the weakest, the princess and the boy. Breaking into 2 groups, the undead split and set off towards their target.

[User]
Rio couldn't fault Arwyn for just going up ahead. Scouting out the noise was something of urgent importance, and standing around arguing wouldn't help in getting the drop on the enemies making their way towards them. Unfortunately it seems they took too long to respond. More undead popped up but they were shinier and a lot livlier than the first encounter. He watched as Sampson and the knights rushed to the entrance to stop the throng of monsters from bumrushing them. A handful were cut down with flaming weapons which now was on everyone. It was rather curious, seeing his arm completely covered in magical flame. Such wonderment would have to be saved for later. The gold clad undeads mananged to leap ove the human wall and were rushing to the boy and girl in separate groups.

They were fast...but he was faster. With a bit of energy he made a leaping run to Jack as he yelled at Arton, "Go cover the 'princess' I got the kid!" Rio stood in front of Jack and said without facing him, "Try not to exhaust yourself this quickly." Concurrently while saying that he unleashed another charged attack at the shiny zombies. With his flaming claw it should do a number on them, so he thought. (Used the speed buff and cleave)

[Assistant]
𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓷 𝓨𝓾𝓵𝓮
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HP: 125 MP: 25 STM: Full Effects: None

Newbie
Level 1

Vitality: 5
Speed: 3
Strength: 7
Endurance: 7
Mana: 3

Arton nodded strongly at Rio, they could allow none to get through them. His focus diverted from everything else but the un-dead headed for the princess. His shield raised just underneath his eyes and sword ready to strike, he met the first un-dead by bashing his shield into its torso as it came for them. Anything to slow it down before swinging his blade across the creature's neck in a attempt to quickly decapitate it, these things were best taken out quickly he surmised.

"Ironskin!" He yelled out, strengthening his defense as he didn't want to take any chances right now. It was his sworn duty to protect others as a defender, so he would not so easily fall. His trust was put in the others to take out the remainder of the enemies, knowing that each one was very capable in their own right "I'll take the brunt of the attacks, just do what you can." He said to Nanda.

[User]
HP 75 MP 50 Sta Full XP 38/60
As the undead approached Arwyn backed away. Not only were her archery skills failing her but now her vision was as well, sight which should've made the darkness as bright as day seemingly worthless in the shadowy depths of the dungeon. With the beasts closing quickly the archer quickly stowed her bow and instead pulled out her twin blades of trusty elven metal while calling the winds to her to push herself back, letting the monsters pass by as she moved out of their way. (Light Step ability)

Once the beasts had moved up between herself and the Yule-bidden human Arwyn surged fowards, her blades slashing at them from behind. Having seen Arton's example the elf aimed for the creature's necks, above their golden breastplates where the rotting flesh was exposed and vulnerable. She alternated between the two closest corpses, hitting each in turn to keep them staggered and offbalance as she struck again and again. (Flanking melee attacks with Estent Magoli)

[Assistant]
"Well, damn, this is cool," Nanda muttered to herself when all the weapons in the room burst to flame. It was almost distraction enough against the undeads that were making a beeline for her. She tried to dodge away behind the knight, Arton ("Why, thank you, sir."), while at the same time throwing two now-flaming knives at her pursuers, aiming for their unprotected heads.

Nanda glanced quickly around the room, assessing it. Arton and Rio seemed like they were doing fine defending their stance, but what about the other guards? The dark elf was attacking with flurry, and she seemed to have more luck attacking from behind. Nanda Fooled her arms to have more Strength and Agility, for stronger faster blows.

Now where is the magic boy?

[User]
Character Status

Arwyn Arton Rio Nanda
HP: 75 HP: 125 HP: 125 HP: 100
MP: 50 MP: 25 MP: 25 MP: 32
Status: Clear Status: CLear Status: Clear Status: Clear
Stamina: 80% Stamina: 75% Stamina: 70% Stamina: Full
EXP to LVL: 38------------------------------------------------------

The group quickly springs into action splitting up to tackle the threat. Rio dashed to defend the boy Jack. The Undead were quickly outmatched in speed as Rio made it to Jack before they could. With a powerful blow from his furiously flamming fist, one of the flesh eaters was obliterated. It writhes backward as it screeched in pain before disappearing into a pile of ashes on the floor. The second flesh eater, circles around to the side of Rio brandishing a golden blade. It swings fast with a barrage of black slashes. "Dont worry about me old man just watch out yourself!!" Jack yells as he retreats further back.

Meanwhile the remainder rush to help Nanda. The first zombie slams hard against Artons shield, yet his strength remained unwavering, as the blow smacks the creature in the face. It recoils back aiming to kill the defender when 2 knives meet its face next. Before the zombie could return attack it was met by a slash from Arton, severing its head. Meanwhile, the Elf found herself behind the zombies. Weapons brandished she unleashes a barrage of slashes finishing the monsters off before they could return an attack.

Battle Calculations
{Rio Destroys Zombie 1}
{Arton, Nanda & Arwyn Destroy Zombie 3 & 4}

The knights fight off the last of the horde. The 3 of them standing tall begin to generate high amounts of flame in their swords. With a powerful synchronized thrust from all 3, they blast the roof of the corridor causing it to collapse and cut off the path of the zombies.

[Assistant] Rio ignores the kid's remark content to know he diverted the attention of that one pair away. The one zombie he manged to slay effortlessly but the other one seemed to have the insolence to no fall alongside its companion. Still using his enhanced speed and agility he did an effortless backhop to evade the zombie's wild slashes. Using the distance he ran at the zombie but jumped into as he brought down his flaming claw into the zombie hoping to finish it off. (speed buff & divebomb)


[System]
Age: 13
Hometown: Ecruteak City
Appearance (pic preferred):

Starter: Torchic
Bio: Shiranui had developed a fascination with fox-like Pokémon from watching the Kimono Sisters performing during his childhood. His favourite Pokémon are Espeon, Umbreon, Delphox, Zoroark and Ninetales. He is generally kind, but has a low tolerance to those who speak ill of his likes. He had been inspired to go on a Pokémon journey ever since he spotted Ho-oh taking off from the Bell Tower at age 8, later catching it during his journey through Johto along with two of the three Legendary Beasts.

Having experienced the wonders of the Kalos Region, Shiranui had conquered the Kalos League and was added to the local Hall of Fame after defeating their Elite Four as well as the local champion Diantha.

[User] "Numeru, use Dragon Pulse as well; Majin, use Signal Beam!" Numeru stood by Goodra's side as all the heroes' Pokémon fired off their respective attacks.

[Assistant]
All of the moves met center stage with a huge kaboom. Jessie and Cassidy were yanking on each other's hair screaming, while James and Butch had each other by the collar, each of them blaming the other and their team for this being foiled.
"Looks like Team Rocket's Blasting off again!" the four Rockets and Meowth cried as they soared off into the distince.
 "Wobbafett!" The Patient Pokémon cried after Rockets. There was a huge crater in the arena floor. Goodra and Metagross game and stood next to their trainers as the arena was switched out. The two went back out. The offical ruled that due to the interference, each Pokémon would be allowed a Super Potion to off set the attack. He handed one to each of the trainers who used them on their Pokémon.
 "Now, Battle, resume!" The official called.
 "Iron Head!" Steven called.
 "Dragon Pulse!" Liam replied. Metagross charged right into the move.
 "Psychic!" Metagross called.
 "Flamethrower!" The jet of fire was turned back on Goodra. Goodra evaded the blast.
 "Dragon Pulse!" The attack hit Metagross, who retaliated with Meteor Mash. Both Pokémon were tired.
 "Draco Meteor!" Liam called.
 "Protect!" Steven replied. The green shield absorbed the raining meteors. While it was unlikely to pull it off again, Liam called for another Draco Meteor. This time it hit and KO'd Metagross.

"Metagross is unable to battle, the victor and new Hoenn Champion is 'Dragon Master' Liam Coleman from Blackthorn City, Johto!" The official called. Liam's image was on the jumbotron with "Hoenn Leauge Champion" Below it in gold letters. Confetti rained down on the stage as Goodra hugged Liam. The crowd's cheering was almost deafening.

[User] Numeru rushed out and gave Goodra a hug. "Well done, Liam," praised Shiranui.

[Assistant] "Thanks." Liam said. Steven came up and asked Liam to follow him. Liam walked up to a computer that registers the teams of the champions. Liam placed his Pokémon and Pokédex in the machine and everything was registered. The two came back out to the staidum. Liam was presented with a trophy, bigger than the one who got for the tournament. This trophy was platinum.

[User] "Now we both have one," stated Shiranui.

[Assistant] "Yup." Liam replied. Liam's mother asked where they were going next. Liam told her they were going to take on Kanto's Battle Frontier. Mr. Coleman than asked Shiranui what his plans were until time to go to Kanto for it.

[User] "After the crazy year we've had, I feel like a vacation," answered Shiranui.

[Assistant] "Well, where were you thinking of gong?" Liam's mom asked.

[User] "To be honest, I haven't really thought about where I'd like to go," answered Shiranui.

[Assistant]
"Well, the Orange Islands have some beautiful beaches, as does the Seafoam Islands, and Alola." Joy said.
 'Or you could vacation in Blackthorn City." Mr. Coleman suggested.

[User] "As tempting as it is to hit the beaches, I think somewhere a lot closer to home would suffice for now," Shiranui replied, liking Mr. Coleman's idea, "I'll at least get to spend it with Liam and the rest of my friends."

[Assistant] "Well, we can go now if you're ready. Mr. Coleman said.

[User] "I'm ready," Shiranui responded, "Liam?"

[Assistant]
"Ready." Liam replied. Liam grabbed Shiranui with one hand and placed the other on his father's Alakazam. Liam's parents also placed hands on Alakazam.
 "Best Wishes!" Looker called to them as the vanished via Alakazam's teleport.

[User] Shiranui and the Coleman family appeared in Blackthorn City complements of Mr. Coleman's Alakazam.

[Assistant] They walked into the Pokémon Center and Liam's mother took his six Pokémon for healing. Liam figured they had two weeks to use as a vacation before needing to head to do Kanto's Battle Frontier. Then they could board a ferry to Pallet Town.

[User] Shiranui realised two weeks was more than enough time to get to know his new friend Boukun and Blackthorn City was a very good place for it.

[Assistant] "Well, we'll have to see where the first contest is being held once we get there, and then it will be on to the Battle Factory."

[User] "The closest Contest Hall to Pallet Town would be in a place called Terracotta Town located off Route 2," stated Shiranui, "Since their contests are not official, the closest contests would be around the Saffron City area."

[Assistant] "Well, I had heard that like Hoenn, the other three regions that hold contests had amped up the number of contests they do." Liam said.

[User] "I believe it," Shiranui agreed. His research into the Contest circuit had told him that Kanto and Sinnoh both started doing Contests at the same time and Contest Halls soon popped up in Johto as well.

[Assistant] "Well, now we have two weeks to relax. We don't need to worry about battles or contests until it is time to go Kanto." Liam said kicking his shoes off.

[User] "Sounds like a plan," replied Shiranui, kicking his shoes off as well, "Kinoko, Gimansha, Hoshi, Numeru, Boukun, Majin, it's vacation time!" Shiranui let out all six members of his party. The Pokémon were excited to get some relaxation time and Shiranui warned Majin not to steal anything.

[Assistant] Liam called his six out as well. Goodra of course went straight to Numeru. Jiriya went outside and climbed a tree and stretched out on a branch. Sylveon simply curled up inside Scarlet decideded to meditate, Grimm went to get some sleep and Hitmonchan didn't know what to do.

[User]
"Hitmonchan, you can spar with Kinoko," Shiranui suggested to the indecisive boxer. Kinoko heard and showed Hitmonchan some of her fighting techniques. Majin was watching Kinoko show off while eating a bag of popcorn he pulled out of one of his rings. Hoshi was resting on top of the oki-gotatsu*. The Starmie's core was contentedly glowing with cool serene colours. Gimansha went with Sylveon and Boukun took a liking to the Goodra couple.

* Japanese-style table with an electric heater on the underside

[Assistant] Goodra wanted to take Numeru to see the Dragon's Den. Goodra got Liam and Shiranui's attention. "Goo goo dra dra Goodra Goo?" Goodra asked pointing toward himself and Numeru and than to the Dragon's Den. "You want to take Numeru and show her the Dragon's Den?" Liam asked. Goodra nodded. "Well, as long as Clair doesn't mind I won't object." Liam said. "What about you Shiranui?"

[User] "No objections from me," answered Shiranui, "We'll see what Clair says."

[Assistant] Liam called the Blackthorn Gym and talked to Clair. She had no objections either, as long as they don't get into a fight with any of the Pokémon who are already there. Goodra was happy opened the door for Numeru to go out. He would go out the door right after he did.

[User] Numeru blushed a little as she accepted Goodra's gentlemanly gesture and went out. "Our Goodra are going out on a date," stated Shiranui, feeling like a proud parent.

[Assistant] 'You don't think they're going to..." Liam started.

[User] "What they do out of the sight of prying eyes should not be any of our business," Shiranui interjected, "I would not mind if our Goodra become mates."

[Assistant] "I guess you're right." Liam said.

[User] "Besides, they're not the only two of our Pokémon forming a couple;" Shiranui continued, "Titania and Gallade could be doing the same thing as well."

[Assistant] "Well, that is true." Liam agreed.

[User] "I wouldn't be surprised if we end up with a couple of eggs," said Shiranui.

[Assistant] "Well, oly time will tell on that." Liam said.

[User] "Indeed," Shiranui agreed, both with Liam's statement and on letting nature run its course, "By the way, when are your parents coming back?"

[Assistant] "Well, mom and Florence have to get back to work, dad had business to conduct in Alola." Liam said.

[User]
"Alola, huh?" replied Shiranui, "I've only heard a few things about that place; mostly from Majin."
"That's right," the Hoopa chimed in, "New Pokémon, new variants of Pokémon local to nearby Kanto, Pokédexes powered by Rotom and even new moves that can only be used through special stones."

[Assistant] "Interesting." Liam said. 'We will have to go there sometime." Liam said.

[User]
"You'll love that region," Majin assured, "Though it has a bit of an abnormality."
"Which is?" Shiranui pressed.
"Alola has some similarities to the Orange Archipelago when it comes to the climate and the fact it's an archipelago as well as how their challenges work; but unlike the Orange Islands, Alola has no gyms and fewer islands. Each major island has a Challenge Trial that involves either a quiz or a scavenger hunt. At the end of the trial, you'll face a Totem Pokémon that will summon an ally that will put you in a two-against-one battle. Once you defeat the totem Pokémon, you will be able to face the local kahuna—their equivalent of a gym leader and yes, they have type specialities."

[Assistant] "That is unusual." Liam said aloud.

[User]
"It probably goes without saying that Alola is yet to have an official Pokémon League," stated Shiranui.
"It is likely considering how isolated that archipelago is," replied Majin, "Far, far away between Kanto and Orre."

[Assistant] "Well, we may have to go there some time." Liam said.

[User] "No arguments from me," Shiranui agreed. He knew after beating the Battle Frontier, the time would come to choose out of at least three regions and Alola was looking to be high on his list.

[Assistant] "It will be interesting to say the least." Liam replied.

[User] Some time later, the Goodra couple returned and Numeru was holding an egg to her chest.

[Assistant] "Congratulations you two!" Liam said when he saw the egg.

[User] "I'm proud of the two of you!" Shiranui praised. Numeru handed the egg to the father Goodra and gave Shiranui a hug.

[Assistant] Once Numeru was done hugging her trainer, Goodra handed her the egg back so he could hug Liam.

[User] As Shiranui watched Numeru receive and then shower the egg with nuzzles and affection, he felt overjoyed at seeing the start of a family. "Your mother will be as overjoyed as we are when she sees our Goodra with egg," stated Shiranui.

[Assistant] "So will Florence." Liam added.

[User] "She will too," Shiranui agreed, remembering how passionate Blissey are about eggs.

[Assistant] "Well, should we go show it to them?" Liam inquired.

[User] "Indeed we should," answered Shiranui.


[System]
Class: Return-class Medium Cruiser
Type: Mobile medium offensive cruiser
Affiliation: Asari Republics
Ship Master: Commander Riel D'ysetis
Role: Reconnaissance, Probe, Support, Hit & Run.

Crew: 20 Asari Bridge Command Staff, 40 Asari Support Staff, 80 Asari Battery Gunners, 145 misc. staff (engineering, guards, various systems etc.) --- total crew: 285 crew members

Skill Level: Veteran

Offensive Armament
2x Hyperion Weapons - Forward Laser Anti-Ship Heavy Cannons HC12 HAP (heavy armor piercing)
2x Hyperion Weapons - Forward Laser Anti-Ship Medium Cannons MC11
3x Hyperion Weapons - Aft Laser Anti-Ship Medium Cannons MC11
2x Tritanis - Forward "Velocity" torpedo launchers

Defensive Equipment
Ship Systems:
Garga Engineering - Orbital Scanner
Thorne Systems - Class A (01A) Missile Scrambler System
Garga Engineering - Model 2815 Main Cruiser Shield Generator
Hyperion Weapons - Advanced Fire Control System & Targeting Computers
1x Artificial Intelligence "Athame" Light Offensive Warfare Suite

Propulsion:
4x Thessia Engineering - Special Class B (A85) Multi Angle, Lightweight, High Power Rocket Thrusters (Cruiser variant)
Thorne Systems - Class B (31C) Precision Propulsion System

FTL:
1x Thessia Engineering - FTL Drive Unit

Power, primary:
Thessia Engineering - 1x Heavy Duty "Nitron" Main Reactor

Power, secondary:
Thessia Engineering - 1x Reserve "Nitron" generator on standby

Miscellaneous:
Escape Pods
Various supplies in cargohold
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Report:
The ASN Cyclone Return-class, one of the rarest class ships in the Asari fleet and under the command of Commander Riel D'ysetis, is part of the Asari Navy. Flying under the 6th Fleet, the ship is part of a veteran subgroup called Task Force "Itopia" led by Fleet Commander Teli S'heha. This task force features a small, but veteran, group of light and medium vessels like frigates and cruisers. Due to reports of hostilities in the Sirius Sector, Teli S'heha dispatches Riel and her veteran crew to assess the situation in the sector.

6th Fleet
ACCESS DENIED - INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED AT THIS TIME

Task Force "Itopia" – Key Personnel:

Fleet Commander Teli S'heha
ASN Typhoon – Rada-class Heavy Cruiser

Squadron Commander Aealhin Leius
ASN Orpheus – Rada-class Heavy Cruiser

Commander Gelix T'loza
ASN Avenger – Opia-class Medium Cruiser

Commander Riel D'ysetis
ASN Cyclone – Return-class Medium Cruiser

Total Force Composition:
20 Cruisers, 10 Frigates

[User]
Iuvis Sector
Asari Controlled Space

Commander Riel is standing on the bridge of the ASN Cyclone, illuminated by the blue light that the big galaxy map in the middle of the room projects, staring into a big, empty void of darkness, pondering. A faint voice can be heard as she thinks heavily about something.

"Commander?" the voice says, barely audible.

"Commander!" Riel and her surroundings suddenly snap into focus.

"Oh!" she says out loud. Surprised, Riel turns around and find Ensign Jelia Drisus, the communications officer, standing in front of her.

"Commander!" she says once again and salutes.

"Oh. Ensign." she responds with a slightly gloomy tone. "At ease."

"Priority message from the fleet, Commander. Fleet Commander Teli is waiting for you in the communications room." she advises Riel.

"Thank you. I'm headed there now. Lieutenant Avero! Watch the bridge for me!" she shouts loudly across the room.

"Yes, Commander!" the Lieutenant answers back.

Riel walks past all of the bridge staff and up a ramp in the middle of the room leading to a door at the back end of the room, meanwhile, Lieutenant Avero takes her place on the bridge. Ensign Drisus returns to her post at a computer console.

Riel walks through two rooms, mainly quarters designated for command staff, until she arrives at the communications room. As she enters the communications room, a huge screen can be seen at the wall towards the back of the room with a small ring in the middle just before it. Riel looks at the screen, then down at the small ring and steps onto it. Out of nowhere, small, blue lines appear and start moving downwards from head to toe, like a scanner. The room turns black and the lines disappear. A figure with their back to her appears on the, now, brightly lit screen.

"Well, well. If it isn't Commander D'ysentis." the figure says, in a commanding voice.

The figure turns around and Riel realizes that the figure is, of course, none other than Fleet Commander Teli S'heha.

"Fleet Commander Teli!" Riel quickly salutes.

"At ease, Commander." Teli replies.

Riel drops her hand and proceeds to stand with both her legs at shoulder width and with both hands behind her back.

"Commander. I'm going to cut right to the chase here. This is an urgent request coming straight from the top and I'm rather busy at the moment with this issue myself!" Teli says.

"There seems to be a situation developing in the Sirius Sector. Reports are coming in as we speak and we aren't fully aware of what is going on over there, but preliminary reports suggest some kind of pirate activity near the planet Central. It doesn't sound pretty."

"Have we made any contact with any other allied vessels in the area?" Riel asks.

Riel notices that a crew member comes up to Teli and hands her a datapad. She turns around and speaks something unintelligible for a couple of seconds, then she returns her attention back to Riel.

"We are in the process of contacting other allied vessels nearby, in an attempt to figure out what the hell is going on. In the meantime, Commander. I need you and your ship to travel the Sirius Sector, conduct a reconnaissance mission and report back. If you are able to establish contact with anyone, do so."

"At once!" Riel answers.

Teli salutes "I have to go. Be careful, Commander. We will be sending you relevant information as soon as we have it, Teli out."

The screen turns black and the room goes back to the normal white lighting that is standard across the ship. Riel steps off the ring and moves towards the door. She stops for a second and looks down at the floor. She inhales, then exhales, deeply both times, and starts walking towards the bridge.

Riel arrives at the bridge and stops at the galaxy map, looking at it.

After a brief pause, she turns around, facing the ship's navigator and says "Navigator, set a course for the Sirius Sector."

[Assistant]
Aboard the Sword of Vengeance, a similar conversation was playing out between Admiral Turcotte and Star Marshal Dean, aboard Solarian Skywatch.
"A full review of Central's defense strategy is underway," the Star Marshal was telling him, "but your priority is driving back or destroying the pirates holding the planetary population hostage."
"Understood, ma'am," Stardust said. "Are there any other friendlies in-system?"
"The battleship Archangel is in-system. I'd rather not reveal any other assets at this time, in case there are any cracks in our security."
"Copy that." A tone indicated imminent realspace reversion. "I have to go. We'll see you on the other side."
"Good luck, Admiral. The other human governments will be watching the situation closely." At a gesture, the Star Marshal terminated the link.
"Great," Stardust murmured. "Just what I need. A show." Switching to the intraship comms, he contacted the bridge. "Matriarch Sovv, are we ready?"
[Approaching coordinates now,] the Nahydran replied.
Stardust stopped himself from reminding his flag captain of the need for discretion, while they ascertained the situation directly. To that effect, the battlecruiser emerged into normalspace in a vast field of ice particles several hundred AU from the blazing white light of Sirius A. Sensors peered starward, and monitored the tense exchange between the Ram and the Archangel.
Stardust felt a tightness in his gut, one he normally associated with imminent action against entire fleets, which he found odd as he was leading only a single starship.
Probably because the regional trade hub and its billions of noncombatants are down there, he thought. One wrong move and they can start dropping nukes or kinetic impactors into the cities.
"Set yellow alert," Stardust ordered, and the battlecruiser shifted to a heightened alert status. "Send a tight-beam signal to Admiral Jaeger. Don't give away our position, but tell them we are in-system and stand ready to assist as an ace in the hole."
Sovv added, [All internal security teams to combat stations. Prep for hostile boardings as well as counter-boarding operations.]
Stardust repressed a smile. Trust Kai'a to think one step ahead of him.
A flashing light on his console indicated a private coms request; ID was Sovv. Tapping the accept button, the system linked them together.
"Yes?"
[We will not link with the Archangel?] she asked, butchering her attempt at pronouncing the battleship's name, as Nahydran Common had no Anglic equivalent.
"No," he answered. "I figure we let them see the Archangel, focus all their attention on it, and when the shooting starts, we can flank that carrier and hopefully get between the planet and anything they try to drop on Central."
His choice of words was not lost on her. [When, indeed.]
"Any group that can amass the firepower to overwhelm an entire planetary militia doesn't truly need whatever they may be asking for, nor will any sane organization part with whatever it is they really want. This entire show is all window-dressing. Eventually, they'll start shooting, and I intend to cut them off from the planet, and cripple the Acheron. Preferably at the same time."
[Should they have control of the surface batteries, we will have no room to maneuver.]
"We'll make that flight when we get to it," Stardust soothed, paraphrasing an old Nahydran saying. "Until then, we watch, we wait, and we prep for hostile action."

[User]
Two hours later, on the Cyclone, the crew is preparing to leave faster-than-light speed. The navigator of the ship approaches Riel.

"Ma'am. We will be at our destination in less than five minutes."

"Good." she replies. "Get everybody to their stations and prepare to go into Recon Mode."

"At once, ma'am!" the Navigator quickly salutes and returns to her post.

After a few minutes, just before coming out of FTL, the bridge and the rest of the ship is sprawling with activity. Riel is standing by the galaxy map in the middle of the room, which is elevated to about 1,5 to 2 meters and is the highest point on the bridge. Her hands are attached to the railing surrounding it.

A voice suddenly comes from behind Riel. "Hey, boss. You ready for this?"

Riel releases her grip on the railing and turns around. She is happy to see her second-in-command and longtime friend, Lieutenant Commander Nalyne Ledarix, coming towards her.

"Where were you at the briefing, Nalyne?" Riel asks. "Teli didn't bring you up during the brief, but still…"

"Sorry, Commander. I was elsewhere at the time. I had to take care of something." she responds. "Anyway, I heard we are about to arrive at Central. I'll make an announcement via the intercom."

Nalyne steps to the right and types on a console right beside the map. A brief moment of static can be heard, then, Nalyne's voice can be heard through the ship.

"Attention! This is Lieutenant Commander Ledarix. We are about to arrive at planet Central, Sirius Sector. All hands, standby and wait for instructions from your commanding officer." she says, in an authoritive, but enthusiastic tone.

Just as Nalyne finishes, the ship can be heard becoming, suddenly, quieter. Everybody looks out of the ships forward facing windows and the blue, shimmering light starts fading out. At the blink of an eye, the blue light suddenly disappears and the all too familiar black void surges into focus again, except this time, a planet was there. Central. The bridge suddenly lights up with different lights emanating from the different consoles around the bridge.

"Commander!" a crew member yells. "Our sensors are picking up multiple, unknown ship signatures in the vicinity of the planet!"

Riel faces Ensign Drisus, who is on the opposite end of the bridge.

"Drisus!" she calls out. "Send a report to Fleet Commander Teli, at once!"

The quiet bridge suddenly turns into a loud place. All the bridge staff are operating their stations and working on the ship's systems. Ensign Drisus runs up to Riel.

"Someone or something is jamming our communications, Commander!" Drisus proclaims.

Nalyne turns to Riel. "Looks like this is going to be more than a recon mission, boss." she chuckles. "Just like that time on Aplana."

Riel chuckles. "Nalyne, go check on the main batteries. We'll need them ready for anything."

Nalyne salutes "At once." she says and runs off.

Riel turns around once again to the navigator. "Approach the planet, but keep your distance to it and the other ships." she orders. "Have we picked up any allied signatures?"

A crew member calls out "Not yet, Commander! We are still sorting through all the contacts."

Riel looks out the window onto the planet. "Get it done!" she says. "Drisus, attempt to open communications with the Fleet Commander when you get the chance… This day just keeps getting better and better…"


[System]
"Dia duit núíosach!"
Age: 18
Race: Dathia ("Colors")

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Appearance
Standing at just beneath 5 feet, Caitriona has several common features for her people - her hair has multiple colors, the deep red of the roots moving into a transitory orange and then a yellow as if her hair was like fire itself. Depending on when you meet her, it may range between extremely well kept or completely ragged as if she had been running through a forest. Her body is lean and thin, and she tends to wear short dresses of a simple cloth comparable to linen or of various gathered plants woven into each other. Her face is fair, and sometimes she will apply various bits of paint to it as some sort of makeup.

On her back usually is a sack of linen, with strings wrapping it around her shoulders so it doesn't have to be carried. Attached to it is a wooden flute that has various engravings running up and down it's length, as well as a small porcelain flask for water and a finely crafted knife of some sort of white stone.

Her shoes are dissimilar to the rest of her selection, looking like something charlotte may be more familiar with in style. Additionally, one of her bags has the slight raddle of some sort of coin.

Abilities
It will only take a few minutes of meeting the girl to figure out a few things about her: she can find anything within a forest, she can music that can enchant the hearts of the hardest to break. This is not to say there is some sort of magic about it, but rather that it is simply really good. Her appearance lends to some sort of tribal lifestyle, so it isn't surprising that the girl knows her ways around nature - she can read the stars, she can find water, and she can find food and even unique plants used in medicine or for other various purposes.

Additionally, her hair glows at night like a fire, and will change color to blue when a powerful magical presence is around, such as a VERY large predator.

The hair has magical properties as well. Caitriona is able to burn it in a flute and allow anyone nearby to speak to animals in a literal sense.

Personality
Fickle, fun, and pun, this bard knows how to enjoy herself with others, often playing minor pranks or teasing them for the fun of it. She is kind, but not ridiculously self sacrificing: she has herself, and the people that raised her. While she believes that teaching others is important, she eventually expects her students to have learned for themselves.

However, she has always been very curious even among her people, which has led to her interacting with other cultures more than what her people would consider normal, and sometimes they even consider it too much.

History
Will Fill in as we go along.

The Uaimh
You don't know shit.
Other
Will fill in as we go along.

[User]
~Charlotte LaChance~

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Strands have power? Her hair? That...that was a pretty amazing property for something to be able to do. Interesting, but that was all she could think of it with the current haze her thoughts were in.

"Calm of the forest?! This is the exact opposite of what I consider calming and normal!" Charlotte replied, barely registering the canteen being shoved into her hands. "Just...a little water? Oh yes, because that would make everything just a-okay! Just a little water would make all of this seem completely normal." Cait was right thought, she should try calming down. Just a little bit would help get her thoughts in order. Besides, that tune she was playing was pleasant enough at least...after a few seconds, the dark haired woman gave a tired, defeated sigh, retaking her seat and practically chugging the entire canteen of water before managing a mostly calm reply.

"No, I am not." Charlotte replied to the rabbit. Play it cool Charlotte. If she could remain level headed even when faced with a blood-thirsty, screaming, axe-wielding mountain barbarian, she could keep her cool and talk to a rabbit. "Really great observation there, rabbit." Despite her sarcasm, it would likely be obvious that she was still troubled.

Honestly, this was a...completely troubling development.

Logically speaking, animals shouldn't be able to talk. However if they could, also logically speaking...and they were as sentient and intelligent as people were...then wouldn't that effectively be the same as murdering another human being? Was that what Cait meant by 'friends'? In a literal sense instead of a more pet-like familiar sense?

She honestly felt a little sick.

[Assistant]
Caitriona felt a little relieved as the other woman calmed down after another short outburst, a slight smile crossing her lips as the other woman downed the water as instructed. The native tried to be patient as this was almost certainly the first experience of this kind for the other woman. At a break in the song, the orange haired girl patted Charlotte's shoulder comfortingly a little bit before continuing her music in a lower volume so the rabbit could speak more clearly.

The furry creature replied to Charlotte after a bit, the natural exuberance and enthusiasm breaking through. "Thanks Charlotte!" The voice spoke of the small puff ball's complete trust in the other woman, although after a few seconds the rabbit turned it's head towards Caitriona. "Cait! News from overtheriver!" The native raised an eyebrow and nodded at the rabbit in an indication for it to continue. "It's spring, and Aislinn seems to have already begun her search! The highrocks shifted towards the latesun, although the wavefront has remained the same. The BlueFeathers will be distant for a bit!"

The orange haired girl stopped her music, giving the world an irritated look as Aislinn was mentioned although seeming glad as the blue feathers would be distant this year. Others would suffer, but their presence in the last year had taken a toll on the local animal populations. "Thank you my little one." Caitriona obviously wanted to continue the conversation, but a look over at her newest companion suggested that perhaps it was time to let the other woman process ... whatever she was processing. "May your travels be safe and carrots plentiful and springtime well enjoyed."

The rabbit let out what seemed like a high-pitched snicker before grabbing a last bit of food handed out by Caitriona and hopping off into the forest in an adorable manner. Caitriona played a quick tune to keep other animals away before crossing her legs more tightly and looking over towards her black haired companion. "See? Friends!" For a little bit the orange haired girl put on a false smile, before frowning slightly. "Charlotte I know I told you to stop being serious, but this expression suits you worse." The bard forced herself to put on another smile, then played a soft tune for the other woman in hopes it would make her feel a little more ... at peace.

[User]
~Charlotte LaChance~

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Charlotte hardly listened to what the rabbit was saying. She heard some vague talk of being thanked for...something. Whatever it was? She had barely even introduced herself. The rabbit and Cait started talking about the land or something. She couldn't make sense of it in her current state. The smoke was still messing with her head too much for completely rational thought aside from dredging up some thoughts she would have rather stayed buried for now. Oh, and the fact that over the course of the years she had probably killed, experimented upon, and probably did some not so nice things to animals.

As Cait started speaking again though, she managed to pull herself from such thoughts and turned her head towards the other woman. Once again, she was commenting on her facial expression. With a grunt, Charlotte rested her right arm on her right knee, still holding onto the Canteen.

"Well, this is what it looks like when someones had their basic understanding of the world shattered." Charlotte replied grumpily, shaking her head. "Friends, eh?" She had a dilemma here she didn't know how she could possibly solve, except for carrying on like nothing had changed. But she didn't want to do that. Not at all. That wouldn't make her any better than those fools at the tower. She frowned, sighing and standing back up as she brushed some dirt off of her pants.

"...I need to take a walk." She said. Mostly, she just needed a bit of time to think of a solution to this problem. At the moment though, she didn't think she could entirely do it with this smoke clouding her judgement. "I need to think a bit and this smoke isn't helping." She turned and started to leave. "I'll be gone for a bit, but I am going to the mountain near the coast. I'll be back in a few hours."

Her voice was still serious, but it carried a lot less of its usual seeming hostility. If anything, it seemed more thoughtful. Or perhaps just tired.

[Assistant]
Caitriona listened to Charlotte, frowning slightly. But on the other hand, she felt a little relieved despite the black haired girl's obvious distress. If the other woman had no knowledge of this situation and didn't think something of her 'friends' at all, the orange haired girl would have immediately gone to contact the great mothers for advice despite the current situation back with the group. Aislinn could be an annoyance, but even the frustrations she caused were minor in comparison to someone without remorse.

However letting the other woman go walking out in the middle of the night while she was experiencing the effects of the Sensation for the first time without knowing the workings of the land was a horrible, terrible idea. And besides, being in the Sensation alone was a sad and sometimes horrifying experience. The company of another named one was important and more joyful anyways.

Watching Charlotte begin to walk away, Caitriona rushed back into the cave and gathered a few things together before jogging after the other woman ... and remaining ten feet away after a little deliberation. Close enough to help or have a conversation if the other woman wanted it, but not so much as to crowd out her own thoughts if she needed to think for herself. Unless the other woman brought something up, the silence would last for about twenty minutes until a small voice broke the silence.

"Charlotte ... does the land where you live not shift with the seasons? Is that why a map works?" It was a random thought, but Caitriona finally understood what the other woman had been meaning to get at earlier.

[User]
~Charlotte LaChance~

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Charlotte had barely been paying attention when Cait followed her. She was vaguely aware of her presence, but mostly left herself alone with her thoughts. Occasionally, she'd crane her neck upwards through the trees of the forest, trying to catch a glimpse of the sky. It was clear enough, with a few clouds, but otherwise it'd have a good view if the foliage wasn't in the way. Stars were stars, even in this strange land and even if they were unfamiliar. Far away, unknown, even to the scholars of Astril, despite their attempts. She always liked the luminescent dots of light.

After some walking though, it became increasingly clear that she was thoroughly lost. Just a bit. At least, she had lost the location of the mountain. Unthinkable, considering she had memorized the path from her cave to the place quite easily, but something was different. She could tell simply from the way the landscape looked. Thankfully, Cait's voice quickly explained it, though she was asking a question. Land shifting with the seasons? She wasn't even going to question it after the talking animals. It was clear something here was fundamentally different than her usual laws of science and reason. Her normal vein of logic wouldn't work here. That both terrified, and excited her.

Right, she should answer instead of remaining silent probably.

"...no." She replied quietly, shaking her head. She had ended up walking far into the forest, the small cave that passed for her home at least a good distance away by now. Well, she had nothing better to do than talk right now. If Cait was curious, she might as well speak, at least a little. "The land is unchanging as stone. At least, any changes happen over great periods of time. Centuries, even. I assume that isn't the case here from that comment." When all other answers were exhausted, the remaining must be true no matter how improbable, after all. She sighed, shaking her head and turning to Cait. "We don't even have 'seasons', really. Everything is always blanketed in a thick layer of snow and ice sometimes deep enough for a man to fall into and never be seen again. If not, then it's one of the rocky mountains that seem to scrape the skies to the western edge of the land or one of the many pine forests. A few small grassy plains with small shrubs and bushes exist, but for the most part it is simply snow and ice. Not that I mind - Our people have grown quite accustomed to it over the centuries since we settled in the Tower. We can easily move around in a light cloak and clothing without too much trouble, as long as we do not plan to stay outdoors for long. If anything, the heat here is almost suffocating sometimes."

She looked towards the ground.

"Likewise, I am assuming you have guessed animals do not speak where I come from. Or at least, such a method of communication is unheard of among my people, though I doubt they would ever find it useful to any extent. The hunter rarely has need to communicate with its prey." She had to wonder if it even was a thing in some dusty tome in one of the libraries? It was quite possible. There were some books in there that hadn't been touched in ages because they had been deemed useless information or pursuits.

[Assistant]
The native listened as the other woman discussed the moving terrain and comparing it to her land back home, only listening attentively aside from a slight nod to confirm the other woman's suspicions. A land of ice and snow sounded harsh, considering that the island itself never was required to encounter such climates on it's own. But Charlotte seemed to gloss over the 'tower' again, which seemed to be her real home in that land. Cait thought about asking a question about it for clarification, but the other woman started talking about her friends which the native decided was more important to handle at the moment. It was rather clear the other woman was bothered by it and before mentioning anything on the subject Caitriona moved closer.

"I assumed that was true based on how you screamed 'a-animals do not talk' in a voice that sounded like a pack of hungry wolves appeared before you." The native let out a slightly teasing smirk before sighing and giving the other woman a more serious look. Cait was still high and would have preferred to have this conversation at another point in time but it was clear the black haired woman needed the emotional attention now. The other woman would feel a comforting hand on her shoulder before the native said anything else. "Charlotte ... you have clearly been deep in the world that is your mind since you found that out."

The orange haired woman had come to her own conclusions about the other woman's hunting patterns on her own when she had left previously, although based on the distressed look the other girl had painted on her face it was likely she needed some guidance. "So your people consider the friends to be prey not to spoken with ... but you have spoken to the friends Charlotte. What did you think of it?"