[System]
Age: 29

Appearance:

Human, werewolf, or hunter?: Werewolf

If werewolf: Alpha, beta, or omega? Alpha

Background:
Morgana had always been an odd child. Unlike the other girls, she didn't care about the dolls and pretty dresses. She enjoyed spending her time with boys in the nearby forest. Hunting, fighting, building things...that was her definition of fun. Her father was an alcoholic, and he often took a swing at her and her mother. Morgana hated them both, equally. Father for his violence, and mother for her cowardness. She promised herself that one day she would put an end to all of this. Hanging out with the boys eventually made her stronger, and fearless to a fault, but nothing could equip her for vengeance better than what happened to her on one August's full moon night. She made a bet with the boys that she dares to walk across the forest alone, using only moonlight to light the way. She never thought she would be in danger out there. After all, the woods have been her second home. The place of joy, laughter, and freedom. She knew all the creatures that lived there, from a giant stag to a grumpy boar. But she had no idea that the forest had welcomed a new visitor. It all happened in a second. The sound of growling, ripping, screaming… And then nothing but silent darkness.

She never learnt who was the werewolf that turned her that night. He left her alone in the woods, where she was later found by the local hunters, who took her to the hospital. She was badly wounded, but odly enough, her wounds had healed pretty fast. In just a few days time, she was back home with her parents, but the reunion wasn't quite like she anticipated. Her father hit her in the face, bloodying her nose, for she was misbehaving and needed to be punished. However, It was the last thing he did. Morgana's eyes flared up like fire, and then she throw herself at the old man and began to hit him again and again and again, until the voice of her mother's screaming brought her back to her senses. Upon seeing what she had done, she fled the house, and never returned.

For almost a decade, she roamed the country looking for answers. She met a few packs, and even joined some for a while, but after witnessing too many werewolves being slaughtered by a hunter due to a bad leadership, she decided to create a family of her own. Starting with Ryan, the member of one of those failed packs, called the the Topeka pack. She practically snatched him away from Jared, the pack's alpha', after thoroughly showing them how she felt about their ways. So she had one wolf following around, but she knew that, finding and collecting the lost puppies wouldn't be as easy as joining the already established pack (even though the kind of pack she'd feel confortable in wasn't easy to find). So, after moving to California, she soon found the trail on the newest pack that was in need of another female alpha. The previous one had been killed off by a hunter, and the pack was left chaotic after that. Since the past had shaped her into being a natural leader, with a strong sense for community, she soon claimed her place.

With her parents both dead (her mother killed herself after witnessing Morgana's outrage) and having no other siblings, she would do anything to protect her current pack. They are her only family. Her strength and her weakness. As a leader she can be as motherly as she can be cold and brutal. She is respected for her fairness, cunningness, and fearlessness. She would stand no tratiors, and would advice anyone, who wanted to take her place, to think about it twice. For their own sake.

[User] Kalib let the woman take her bleeding friend from him and nodded. "Right," and headed inside. He recognized the black-haired bartender and ran to her. "Hey, call an ambulance. Some guy just fell outside and he's covered in blood! His friend it out there with him but he really needs to get to the hospital, and fast." Keeping his voice calm, he tried not to make anyone panic. He told himself in his head that the guy will be okay so long as 911 comes.

[Assistant]
Dimitri scowled once he saw the guy ask for the ambulance, rather than getting a medkit, as asked. Maintaining his temper; which he was rather easy at, the Russian got up from where he was leaning on the wall, nearby, moving towards the bar's counter. Easily sliding over, he quickly located the red and white medkit, underneath the counter's tabletop. Grabbing it, Dimitri slid back over the counter, long legs quickly striding him over to where his two accomplices were leaning against the building, outside.

His sunglasses were back on, hiding his eyes, but it also allowed him to see easily, despite the darkness from the nightsky. Crouching down, Dimitri handed Yvette the first-aid kit, before taking a few steps back, so that he wouldn't get in her way. First-aid was definitely not his forte, and he knew that Yvette had training in it...most-likely from her delusional Uncle. "Dumbass..." He muttered underneath his voice, once again, but it was unknown on who the insult was directed towards.

[User] Nanix watched Kalib come and tell her to call 911, then Demitiri come and take the kit. "... something tells me that guy has it" She pointed to him. "you want a drink?"

[Assistant]
"Huh?" He turned, seeing the tail end of a hulking man leave with something red and white. ". . . . Oh. Er, okay. A rum and cola, please. . ." Kalib said, awkwardly seating himself at the bar. He felt like a spaz for running in like that, and a blockhead for not going for the first aid kit. Attempting not to look as embarrassed as he felt, he leaned against the counter. "How's the night going for ya? Got a lot of tips?" With the multiple times the pack has gone drinking before the full moon, Kalib had began to favor this bartender more then her co-workers and silently scolded himself for not asking her name after all this time.

Seeking a peek over his shoulder, he wanted to see if anyone was staring or, at least, not noticing him. "Man, you mucked this one up real good. How will the pack expect to rely on you when you're being stupid and can't handle getting the first aid kit." Chastised his mind. It was one thing being one of the younger werewolves in the pack; its quite another being a young omega who needs to do his job.

[User]
Wind

Avery listened patiently as Fayth talked and talked about the boys and getting tipsy, her lips almost never stopped moving. It could be good though, at times. Especially when things got uncomfortably silent. Then Fayth mentioned something about a gross guy who needed help, and Avery looked around, her tired eyes frantic.

Yet...She saw no one. Avery turned back to Fayth and squinted. "Fayth, are you sure? I don't see anyone. Did he leave, did he look confused?" She resisted the urge to rest her hand on Fayth's forehead to check for a fever. "If you're busy right now, I'll let you get back to your friend's while I make my rounds. Uhh, ladies, do you want anything? Refills, food. Anything?"

She took out her little notepad, flipping it open and bringing out a mechanical pencil, covered in scratches and stickers of rainbows. "I suggest our cosmos with a strawberry topping or a lemon twist. Its delicious!"

[Assistant]
Fayth Morrow
Between talking about guys and keeping track of everyone at the bar, this was getting exhausting. 'Yes, I'm sure you idiot.' She thought. Tired of everyone giving her lip. Seemed everyone had something to say around here. God, putting up with Jesse and her bad habit of street fights, Mori's suspicions, Ryan's boyfriend. Fayth needed to let out a big sigh. Instead of sipping on that weak appletini like a ditzy blonde girl would, she straight chugged it down in one go. 'Fuck, that's gross.' Fayth cringed. A whiskey girl at heart. Her hand grabbed a hold of Jesse's arm and she made sure to look at her. Even if Jesse might not make eye contact, Fay kept a steady and intense gaze on her face. "We can pick up the tab in much better ways. Safer ways." Keeping in mind everyone around. "Like, I could give you such great pointers, girlie!" Flash the big smile for the cameras. Turn, pose. Then looking over at Mori, she pat her on the back. "I'll be back honey, I know you want to talk to me so so badly."

Fayth looked up at Avery. "By the way, this sweetheart right here," indicating Mori, "She ordered her usual. Some juice. No alcohol can you believe it? It's like she's against fun or something." Fay turned to the door. Her scent picking up the blood easily. It made her hair rise and her heart race faster. The blood of animals, she could deal with. But humans? She wanted to stay clear of that path. It didn't lead anywhere. Nowhere except a place of tears and blood. On her way out, Fay yelled out over to Kalib. The other omega who in fact was doing just fine. Calling 911 was one half of the job, the first-aid kit was the second. "Get on the phone and call 911, alright? Sound good? Great." Fay nearly rolled her eyes click-clacking with her ridiculous heels on out the door.

Once outside she caught sight of the tall, muscular Russian. He didn't look like someone anyone would like to pick a fight with. Not even a guy Fay would like to fight. Then again, if she could avoid every fight, she would. Not to mention, while Fay was coming out to check on Thomas' health (he was a solid drinking partner), the beep of his phone also interested her. A quick snatch of his cellphone could be nice. The item could sell for a few dollars. Good money. Two problems being Dmitri standing there, and Yvette also watching over him. Fay kneeled down with Yvette. "Do you know what you're doing? If you don't, say so right now and I can take over from here! I'm having an ambulance called because let's be real here guys, he def needs to get to the hospital."

Fay paused for a second. Looking at Thomas who was bleeding out. "Gauze, anti-septic wipes, anti-biotic, use the goddamn gloves or risk infecting him, and hurry up and use that mother fucking adhesive tape. If you don't hurry up, I will!"

[User]
Catching Fay's command as she, too, left out the door, Kalib felt only a smidge better knowing another omega was here in case he messed up. He pulled out his phone and dialed emergency services, telling them the situation, and getting back to what he was doing. "If that guy really does need help, at least someone's coming." He thought, a little less dismal this time. Shoving the negative thoughts from his head, he bucked up and resolved to focus on his job. Turning in his seat, he looked about the scene with alertness. If anything else were to go wrong, he'd make sure he'd catch it (and that he didn't do it himself).

It seemed that the usual suspects were at the bar that night. The alphas, a few betas, a bunch of townsfolk looking to have a good night. Even though he was at the bar, he wasn't expecting to get too drunk that night. It wouldn't be new if a few hunters would try to scope out targets a few days before the full moon and Kalib wasn't going to let anyone hurt their pack. Not on his watch.

[Assistant]
@Trinais

~Anton~

Anton watched Ryan walk away with hungry eyes and made herself comfy on her chair. She should really come here regularly - force Ryan into working weeks, perhaps? Anton didn't really know how she felt about Ryan. His eyes are so dreamy... She was awoken by a rapid voice in her ear.
"You are done drinking."
"Fuck off Carlson. I can drink as much as I intend to. Which, like all of the rest of my private life, is none of your business."
Anton watched Thomas being tended to by, literally, everyone. She took this as an opportunity to get away from Carlson, and lifting herself over the bar, went into the cooler room where she found Ryan.
"Hey, Ryan? I've waited long enough, where do you store my Vodka?"
She began rooting through cupboards without waiting for an answer. 'Fuckin' Ryan,' she thought.

[User]
Mori
Did it only seem or was the bar really unusually loud that night? Sure, it was a rush hour, like every other month before the full moon. A pack of wolves ordering drinks, and causing minor troubles that come with that, then some other human locals, who were also more or less regular costumers in the bar. In all that crazy bunch, Mori noticed three fairy new visitors, who on a first glance seem to know each other. And yet they did not make an entrance together. That guy, who soon became the center of all the attention, bursting in the bar covered in blood, and then Mr. Muscles, as Fay called him, drinking water, while everyone around him was indulging in the mind numbing liquid. He sure seemed like a dream date for Mori, but judging from herself, she knew that you should never trust a man who does not drink alcohol, because they are probably up to something.

She lost herself in thought with scanning the mysterious threesome, and completely overhead Fay's words about her not being fun due to drinking juice. When she finally got her drink, she realized all the fun had already moved outside, with the three strangers gone, and of course Fay, who seemed to take control of the situation pretty well. Strangely enough, that didn't bother Mori at all, what bothered her was the fact that Carlson was giving all the attention to Anton, who did what she knew best – victimize herself with overdrinking, and then getting all the attention for it.

''Carlson!'' she called for her partner, who didn't seem to hear her the first time. ''God dammit, Carlson!'' she called for him again, and then walked herself right next to him, right at the moment Antony managed to get away from his norturing grip. ''Something's up,'' she said through her teeth, looking at Carlson to see if he was monitoring his surroundings at all. ''Something is not right here. I can feel it.''


[System]
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Rank: Pack Member
Skin Description: Full Body Shot, Top Half Close Up
Fur Description: Snarling front on, Full Body Shot
In-Depth Description: Blake is a large man, standing at about 6'5" in his human form. His dark hair transfers across into his wolf form, giving him dark brown fur that seems black in some lights. His wolf form has cold pale yellow eyes, bordering grey, which turn into a more blue-grey colour when he's in his human form. He stands at about 50" in his wolf form, filling out well to retain a muscular and bulky form. However, his large size may translate well in terms of strength and power, he lacks the agility many smaller wolves possess, though his stamina takes no hindrance.
Basic Personality: Blake is not a genius by any stretch of imagination, but nor is he stupid. He understands well the things he is used to, but can be slow to grasp new concepts and adjust to new ways of living. He is fiercely protective of his pack, and loyal to them also, but values the survival of the pack over any one of its members. Due to his slower physique, Blake prefers to lie in wait during hunts, let the faster wolves chase the prey to him, before he leaps out from hiding and uses his mass and strong jaws to take down most preys quickly and efficiently. He transfers this hunting technique to many other forms of conflict, including arguments. He is quite happy to watch a debate rage on between other members of the pack, calculating his move, before throwing his weight behind one side of the argument or the other at the opportune moment for maximum impact.
Brief History: Blake has grown cold to other lycanthropes over the past four years, and as such is finding it difficult to adjust back into pack life. He was the second child of the Alphas of the pack he was born into, and grew jealous of the older brother born minutes before him. His older brother had been smaller, weaker and by - Blake's belief - less intelligent than Blake himself. So when their father passed away in a hunting accident when Blake was 29, he attempted to take the position of Alpha for himself. None of the others supported Blake's claim, so instead, Blake attacked his brother during a hunt in their wolf forms. In his mind, Blake was doing what was best for the pack, by not allowing them to have a weak Alpha. The rest of the pack intervened, however, after Blake's brother sustained significant injuries in the fight, and Blake was forced to retreat and flee. He spent several years wandering alone, hunting alone and living alone, before he met the new pack.
Extra: Blake will remain fiercely loyal to the Alphas of his pack as long as he respects their strength. If they were to show signs of weakness, his loyalty could begin to waver and he might begin to question their legitimacy as Alphas...

Name: Jace
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Rank: Beta Male (?)
Skin Description: Human Appearance
Fur Description: Wolf Appearance
In-Depth Description: Jace stands at about six foot in height, with brown hair and a tanned complexion. His angular face is often framed by a scruffy light stubby, and his eyes are a hazel-brown colour. In wolf form, he stands at around 46" in height, and has brown mottled fur, threaded with white and some black in places. When in his human form, he is often found wearing jeans, a plain t-shirt and a leather jacket.
Basic Personality: Strong and dependable are two words with come to mind when describing Jace's personality. His loyalty is unwavering, and he believes in honour and doing what is right above all else. He has a strong sense of morality, and likes to think things through rationally before acting on them. He rarely gets angry, though can be quite stubborn at times.
Brief History: [Undecided. I'll probably work it out as the character progresses.]
Extra: Is a fan of classical music, and is quite proficient at playing the piano.

Name: Alexander, 'Xan'
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Rank: Pack Member
Skin Description: Human Appearance
Fur Description: Wolf Appearance
In-Depth Description: Xan isn't an overly tall man. Standing at around five foot seven, he is shorter than several of the other males of the pack. This carries across into his wolf form, where he stands at around 43" in height. In his wolf form, his dark human hair becomes a coat of light brown almost ginger fur, though he retains his brown eyes in both forms.
Basic Personality: Timid and a bit of a pushover, Xan is quite happy to go along with whatever everyone else wants to do. He's quite smart, but is scared of getting things wrong a lot of the time, so says nothing. Having only just reached an age where the pack considers him an adult, he's still quite unsure of himself and his place in the pack.
Brief History: [Undecided. I'll probably work it out as the character progresses.]

[User]
Juniper

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Juniper usually would have walked right next to Jace's side as they headed for their new home but she found herself slowing in pace, keeping an eye on the little pup of their pack that had fallen to the back. It wasn't like Celeste wasn't capable but she had just lost her mother which was hard on any youngling without being surrounded by almost strangers. She had lost her own mother at such an age and it had been a heartbreaking if not a confusing time in her life without having to worry about others around her. Just looking at her gave Juniper a reminder of her past and the sadness it had held, making her want to watch over the pup a little more closely and be there if needed. She didn't make it extremely noticeable that she was watching but she did glace every once and awhile, the child in great thought it would seem or being distracted by this or that which probably wasn't a bad thing.

Ambra's voice had startled her a bit, her focus going back on what was ahead of them and glad to be that much closer to their destination. Spring was only just starting to truly show itself, the chill in the air and snow still across the ground which meant shelter would be a pleasant change of pace since even with her fur keeping her warmer it was still a bit too cold in the open night to be completely comfortable without being snuggled all together for warmth. It was as Ambra said, the cabins slowly coming into view not long after their Alpha had spoken. They seemed to be in pretty good shape from first glance for the age of the structures, of course some things would need fixings and not to mention homey touches after that but it would do for now. They would have shelter and a warmer place to sleep so things could be worst. She shrugged out of her pack, shifting into human form before picking the pack back up and following after Jace to explore. It was easy to say that the outside looked better than in, the furniture no longer salvageable and the windows seeing much better days but all and all everything else seemed sturdy enough. The claw marks giving a warning flag in the back of her mind but it wasn't anything they couldn't handle as long as they stuck together for awhile."Nothing like home."Juniper replied to Jace before setting her pack next to the sad excuse for a couch."I'll get a start on the fire wood if you like? The sooner we get some warmth going the better I would say."she said to Ambra.

[Assistant]
Cyrus

The small male wolf didn't even pause in his train of thought of 'happyhappyhappy' as he padded along the back-sides of a few of the cabins, nose wrinkling as he sniffed along the ground while he moved about. There were several times he managed to step on a few shards of broken glass, thankfully though none of it going through the tender flesh between his toes. He could recall instantly a number of times he had gotten glass through one of his feet- it was godawful having to spend hours trying to pick out all of the shards through skin that had already healed. Making a mental note of having to go back later to actually pick up glass, Cyrus quickly spun on heel from behind one of the cabins and made his way towards where the others were mostly at.

This place was practically a dump and was going to need a lot of work from the looks of it. Some of the wood was rotted out in places, there were so many broken windows, doors needed to be replaced, and with just a glance upwards, he already could tell that several roofs were probably going to need fixed too. Water damage was never pretty. But honestly, Cyrus couldn't say he wasn't too surprised. And really, he was actually still very excited to be here and couldn't wait to get started on fixing things up. As someone who had spent a good portion of their lives in homes similar to these, he knew a good thing or two about fixing things up so they lasted. Sort of. He wasn't very good at it, unless it was cleaning. BUT, he knew the base idea of it and that was better than nothing.

Cyrus didn't give the other wolves much thought as he slipped into the cabin where everyone was dropping off the bags. He quickly jerked his head around to grab a band on the pack that was attached to him before giving it a rough tug. The belt easily gave way and allowed Cyrus to drop the bag beside the others before he promptly spinning back around to exit, his tail wagging rather rapidly behind him. Intense vibes of excitement practically radiated off of him! Though they had just gotten here and there were things to do before the night- he wanted to explore and look around some more.

There were serious problems with having a one-track mind sometimes. And for Cyrus, this was most definitely it.

[User]
Celeste

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Celeste looked around, seeing that the other wolves were exploring their new home. She also saw that they seemed to have dubbed a specific house to place all the packs and she wondered if they were all going to sleep in there for tonight. She felt a little nervous at this prospect, still a little unsure of her place in this new pack. Would they think her a burden? What if she accidentally got under their feet while they were working or broke something? She forced herself to take a deep breath and push those kinds of thoughts out of her mind. Everything would be fine. She then turned back to the rest of the cabins. They all looked in various states of disrepair. Would they be able to fix all this? Could they really call this place their home? That cabin didn't even have a door. It needed a door to keep out all of the bad things and besides, what good was a house without a door anyway? It couldn't even be called a house. She continued her exploration of the area.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her front left paw and she let out a high-pitched squeal and hopped around for a few seconds, hurt paw held off the ground. She looked down and saw a shard of glass embedded in her fur and let out a whimper. She felt slightly dizzy at seeing her own blood but shook her head to clear it. She needed to get the glass out. She sat down on her rump and carefully leaned down, gently gripping the glass with her teeth however when she went to try and pull the glass out, a whine escaped her at the pain it caused and quickly released the shard. She shifted into her human form and quickly realized that hadn't been the smartest thing to do as the healing wound ripped open again and more of her blood spilled down her hand. By this time, tears were building in her eyes and some spilling down her cheeks.

[Assistant] Weaving her way along the edge of the small settlement, Tris moved quickly towards the whimpering pup. "Stop that." Her voice cut cleaner than the glass. "Now hold still." Gripping the girl's foot in a vice of iron, the woman examined the wound. Glass could cause infection, especially old glass. Examining the glass, she gently spread the wound, to grip the glass in her fingers and pulling slowly. Adjusting her grip and easing out the pesky fiend. "Be wary of glass about the ground." She called out to the rest of the pack. "I don't need wolves limping to me become a regular thing." Setting the glass in her palm, she studied the wound. "It's going to need regular bandage washing and cleaning. Can you walk over to my packs?"

[User]
Juniper

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Juniper made her way to the door, standing by it as she waited for Ambra's reply just in case there was any objections or she had input on who she would like to come with her to collect firewood. It was then that her sharp ears picked up a high-pitched squeal, making her head turn quickly in that direction before she jetted out the door without waiting to hear the answer to her own question. That had not been a pleasant sound which made her worry that someone had found something unsavory that they should all worry about or worse had been harmed in some way. She listened to the whimpering, panic rising as she moved around the back of the cabins to where the sounds were coming from. A small sigh of relief left her lips as she noticed that there was nothing attacking but the smell of blood in the air as well as their healers presence was not a good thing at all."Who has been hurt?"Juniper ask worriedly as she stepped forward slowly, only to have Celeste come into her vision. She had no idea the kind pain the young pup was in right now since she had never stepped in glass but she hated seeing the girl in tears. Juniper carefully bent down next Celeste, rubbing the girl's back in circles to try and give some form of comfort to Celeste as Tris examined her. She almost cringed as she watched the glass being pulled from Celeste's hand and kept looking worriedly to the young girl who was being a pretty good trooper through all this in her opinion."If you don't think you can walk there than I would be more than happy to carry you."she offered the girl with a soft smile. She just didn't want to see this little girls tears anymore and wanted to do whatever was possible to make her happy or feeling better.

[Assistant]
Watching Juniper go with, Jace frowned a little, tensing until he could hear Juniper's voice around the back of the cabin. He couldn't make out her words, but her voice was softened, so she was not in any danger. He relaxed, and turned to the Alpha. "If you get the others settled here, I will take Blake on a quick scouting mission around the camp." He spoke in a low voice, soft but controlled, his gaze flickering to the large dark wolf sat by the trees edge in silence. Jace did not trust the big wolf, he was quiet, and rarely made contributions to the rest of the pack, and rarely changed out of his wolf form. Whilst others preferred their wolf forms for comforting reasons, Jace got the impression that Blake preferred his lupine form because it made him feel superior to others, from the way he sat upright and rigid, his muzzle raised a little.

"We'll make sure there's no immediate threats in the vicinity, and hopefully find a nearby source of water... Where there's water, there's prey." He let his eyes fall back to Ambra as he finished speaking, awaiting her approval.


[System]
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Age:
16

Gender:
Male

Appearance:

Personality:
Haas is a rather...interesting person. He's prone to highly energetic bursts of activity in rather sporadic periods, optimistic and cheerful and generally a really peppy guy. That changes after an hour or so, and he becomes somewhat grumpy, tired, sluggish, and overall a bit of an ass to deal with. He's never excessively tired however, as long as he takes one of his legendary fifteen minute power naps, after which he looks like he just got a full night's sleep and goes right back to being happy.

History:
 Born the oldest of four children to a German toy-maker, a modest living was all that Haas' father could afford for his family, and barely even at that. Despite the financial troubles they went through, his father always maintained an air of exuberant optimism, that was almost infectious.

Wanting to be like his father, Haas worked hard to always have a smile on his face. Balancing the work at the store along with his education, Haas' friends eventually got him into Duel Monsters, and the toymaker's son was surprisingly decent at it. Well, he at least knew which way a chain went. Ironically, Haas took the entrance exam for the Duel Tower Academy entirely by accident, having one of his "tired" episodes wound up getting him to sign up for some sorta desert dueling school. He passed the exams no problem and lo and behold, he was off. His father, rather than being worried about the store with one less set of hands was supportive, willing to believe that his son could make his (apparent) dreams of becoming a professional Duelist come true. However that worked.

Favorite Card/Archetype or theme:
Wind-Up Rabbit

Chosen courses
Standard Dueling/Xyz Summoning

Current Dorm:
Earth

Chosen Structure Deck:
Zen and Punishment (Custom)

Custom Structure Deck List:
Monsters: 21
Wind-Up Knight x 1
Wind-Up Soldier x 1
Wind-Up Juggler x 2
Wind-Up Honeybee x 2
Wind-Up Shark x 1
Wind-Up Warrior x 1
Wind-Up Hunter x 2
Wind-Up Dog x 1
Wind-Up Rat x 1
Wind-Up Kitten x 2
Wind-Up Snail x 1
Wind-Up Bat x 1
Summoner Monk x 1
Re-Cover x 1
Hyena x 2
Dogu x 1

Spells: 11
Weights & Zenmaisures x 2
Zenmailfunction x 1
Level Lifter x 1
Supply Squad x 1
Shard of Greed x 1
Legendary Wind-Up Key x 1
Monster Slots x 1
Falling Current x 1
Mystical Space Typhoon x 1
De-Synchro x 1

Traps: 8
Zenmairch x 1
Attention! x 1
Void Trap Hole x 1
Appropriate x 1
Chain Ignition x 1
Dust Tornado x 1
Negate Attack x 1
Turnabout x 1

Extra: 4
Shark Fortress x 1
Wind-Up Zenmaister x 1
Mechquipped Angineer x 1
Celestial Wolf Lord, Blue Sirius x 1

Current deck:
Monsters: 20
Wind-Up Knight x 1
Wind-Up Soldier x 2
Wind-Up Juggler x 2
Wind-Up Honeybee x 2
Wind-Up Shark x 2
Wind-Up Warrior x 1
Wind-Up Hunter x 1
Wind-Up Dog x 1
Wind-Up Rat x 1
Wind-Up Kitten x 1
Wind-Up Bat x 1
Wind-Up Magician x 1
Bubble Fiend x 1
Summoner Monk x 1
Re-Cover x 1
Goblindbergh x 1

Spells: 10
Weights & Zenmaisures x 2
Zenmailfunction x 2
Xyz Territory x 1
Full-Force Strike x 1
Supply Squad x 1
Shard of Greed x 1
Legendary Wind-Up Key x 1
Mystical Space Typhoon x 1

Traps: 10
Zenmairch x 1
Attention! x 1
Void Trap Hole x 1
Negate Attack x 1
Icy Crevasse x 1
Deep Dark Trap Hole x 1
Fiery Fervor x 1
Mirror Mail x 1
Heartfelt Appeal x 1
Poseidon Wave x 1

Extra: 4
Shark Fortress x 1
Wind-Up Zenmaister x 1
Mechquipped Angineer x 1
Celestial Wolf Lord, Blue Sirius x 1

Collection:
Monsters:
Wind-Up Snail x 2
Wind-Up Bat x 3
Wind-Up Warrior x 3
Wind-Up Hunter x 2
Wind-Up Shark
Wind-Up Dog x 2
Wind-Up Soldier x 2
Wind-Up Honeybee
Master of the Flaming Dragonswords x 2
Kurivolt
Hyena x 2
Masked Ninja Ebisu
White Night Queen
Danipon x 2
Aqua Armor Ninja
Flame Armor Ninja
Photon Circle
Interplanetarypurplythorny Dragon
Evolsaur Elias
Gogogo Giant
Evoltile Pleuro
Photon Crusher
Crashbug Y x 2
Poki Draco
Sea Lancer x 2
Saambell the Summoner
Milla the Temporal Magician
Gusto Codor
Crashbug Z
Goblindbergh
Shark Stickers x 3
Gem-Elephant
Drill Barnacle
Daybreaker
Photon Cerberus
Vylon Ohm x 2
Evoltile Odonto x 3
Gem-Knight Emerald
Laval Lancelord
Pinecono
Evoltile Gephyro

Spells:
One Day of Peace x 3
De-Synchro
Level Lifter
Falling Current x 1
Photon Trident
Peeking Goblin
Future Glow
Aqua Jet
Infected Mail
Space Cyclone
Evo-Karma x 3
Evo-Miracle
Photon Lead x 2
Ego Boost x 2
Monster Slots

Traps:
Mirror Mail
Chain Ignition
Wattcancel
Armor Ninjitsu Art of Freezing x 2
Sealing Ceremony of Katon
Degen-Force x 2
Counterforce
Variable Form
Asleep at the Switch
Underworld Egg Clutch x 2
Burgeoning Whirlflame x 2
Damage Vaccine Ω MAX x 2
Oh F!sh!
Gravelstorm x 2
Explosive Urchin
Past Image
Tyrant's Tummyache
Fish Rain
Fiery Fervor
Icy Crevasse
Lumenize
Sealing Ceremony of Suiton
Appropriate
Dust Tornado

Extra:
Thunder End Dragon
Koalo-Koala x 2
Dark Flattop

Points:
15
-15 points from not taking a pack
-Lost against Andre
-Lost against Cassie
-Won against Tsukiko
-Bought packs
-Won against Megan & Camryn
-Won against Hayate
-Pack spending
-Loss against Nathan

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Oh great...only a few minutes into this important Duel League of Justice (name pending) and there were already two people storming off angrily to go do that angry brooding thing that seems to come naturally to talented duelists. Maisy just kinda stayed in her seat, sipping on a glass of orange juice as Andre and Hayate's brother stormed off. "It always takes a big 'ol terrorist attack and vehicular manslaughter to bring people together." she thought to herself before she finished drinking her juice. Her butt still hurt from yesterday, after she'd thoroughly had her ass kicked in the gymnastics competition...ah well. At least she got an invitation to the basketball team. That's a nice fallback plan.

Figuring it'd be best to speak once all the arguing and brooding was done, Maisy gave Haas a smile as she held up her camera, opening up the shutters and extending the lens out. "If you need snooping done, I'm your girl. I've been stalking almost everyone in this room for at LEAST Six hours this month,even. Haas, your underwear is white with blue pinstripes." she said, grinning as she gave him a thumbs up. Her tone of voice was confident, although in the back of her mind, Maisy was thinking: "I wonder if this is how you DON'T make friends...probably. Definitely.

"Buuuut then again...if I get caught, they'll probably break my camera..." Maisy added, humming as she crossed her arms, the strap for her camera now slung over her torso. Closing her eyes and holding her chin in her hand for a moment, Maisy spoke once more: "The best place to start looking around for information is always with people who you THINK have nothing to do with this...So, maybe some Light Dorm students have an idea?"

[Assistant] Camryn was uncharacteristically quiet, sitting near Megan and Nathaniel. She was all for infiltrating Dark Dorm and kicking some butt, but she figured it'd be best to see how many of her fellow students were also into that idea, and so far, not many of them were. She decided to go ahead and speak up, or else her opinion might be lost amidst the others'. "Personally, I agree with... Er, sorry, I don't know your name." She indicated Michelle (@Scarifar) with a tip of her head. "But she's got the right idea. As long as we're not too obvious about it, we should be fine, especially if we happen to learn something important! I'm sure that the teachers and principal will appreciate it, right?" She asked with a smile.

[User]
Brooklyn Voyle

Brooklyn could not do alot during the length of this.. Whacky, above all else, gathering. People were leaving, and shouting out ideas here and there. She scratched her head with a soft sigh, clearly confused, if not a bit irked. She did not know anyone there except Haas, and she'd rather spend her day tweaking her deck or practice on her assets rather than be in a group with all these bozos. Yet, she owed some favors to Haas; He's one of the only people that actually interacted with her, being a new girl in campus and all.

Strutting up to her friend Haas, she tapped his shoulder with a sassy expression. "Why don't we just leave this to the actual security, like they're saying? This is all getting a bit rowdy." She swiveled her hip and shifted her weight to her other ankle, a hand placed on her curvaceous waist while the other gripped the strap of her purse, arched over her shoulder.

Brooklyn blew a lock of her bangs away from her forehead, continuing to scan the room. She tried to get a feel of who everyone was, and study their appearances. She herself looked a tad bothered. Her figure was obviously quite young at 16 years of age, though her body was lavishly curvaceous and classy, the latter most likely because of her ruffled uniform and perhaps wayy too short of a skirt.

[Assistant]
Well. Haas' plan wasn't going totally wrong, but it was going very wrong indeed. Two people up and left, some made a commotion and others raised concern. Seems like the entire room couldn't decide. "H-Hey... Lemme explain-" Haas tried to defuse the situation, but then Brooklyn tapped him on the shoulder. She wanted to leave it to security as well. Haas let out a deep sigh, his eyes starting to droop and a hand shooting up to rub his hair back once. His shoulders started to slump and his entire face was sinking, with two dark bags suddenly appearing under his eyes. "Ugh... Okay, I get what you're all saying," the boy spoke up, shutting everyone up for a second. "But c'mon. It seems like they're not even doing anything. Three days into the school, we're on lockdown. A week later, dark dorm is starting to play mafia and establishing gangs to come out on top in the academy, with some rumors going around they're using shock devices. A few days ago we find a girl crashed outside, and it couldn't have been a regular accident either."

After the small recap over the strange occurrences, Haas put the hand he used to brush his hair back in one of his pockets. "Like... I don't think anything's going to be solved if nobody does anything. I can't do it on my own either." Haas shrugged, then looked away from the crowd. "It sucks to lose Andre, even though I kind of saw it coming, since he's infamously good around the academy. Hayato's help would've been appreciated too..." Haas' voice trailed off and he shut up for a bit, looking back to the crowd after a few seconds. "I can't force anyone to help. But maybe Maisy is onto something. We could ask people around the academy, see what they know. If we find something out, we could always bring it up with security later. Just... Gimme a chance, alright?"

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In the infirmary, Ignia was still distraught and didn't know what to do. The nurse, Dell, was too busy checking medical records. Her assistant, however, noticed that the girl had come to visit again. Mike sighed and pulled his hands out of the lab coat he liked to wear, calmly walking up to Ignia. Somewhere along the way he picked up a stool, placing it down next to the girl's chair and sitting down on it. "Come to visit your friend again, eh?" Mike asked Ignia rhetorically, rubbing the stubble on his chin with the right hand. "She's a strong one. We managed to deduct that she'd been lying in the desert for hours, yet she's recovering fast." The man reassured Ignia, pulling out his white D-Ceiver. They scrolled through something. "She'll be right as rain soon. Her condition's stable, she's just... sleeping for now." He looked at the girl and gave a reassuring smile, then pushed himself off the stool. "Dell's going to need to do a check-up soon, so you'll need to leave in a few minutes. It's nice to see that the girl has a friend like you, though." The man gave a thumbs up and walked off, scrolling through his D-Ceiver some more.


[System]
Personal Characteristics
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Birthplace: Brazil

Mental Characteristics
Known Languages: English, Portuguese
Lures: Adrenaline rush, beautiful women
Temperament: Choleric

Hidden Characteristics
Desires: Power and fulfillment
Secrets: Spontaneous fainting spells

Philosophical Characteristics
Morality: Does what he thinks is best for himself, regardless of the consequences
Perception: The glass is as full as he chooses to fill it

Spiritual Characteristics
Religion: Agnostic
Virtues: Diligence
Vices: Greed, Pride, Lust

Supernatural Characteristics (LOCKED)
Abilities: Flight; influence over human/animal behavior; physical durability; longevity

Social Characteristics
Emotional Stability: Can be somewhat volatile
Humor: Sarcastic
Reputation: Known to cause trouble

Physical Characteristics
Height: 6'
Weight: 170lbs
Species: Fallen angel
Hair Color: Black
Eye color: Green
Scars: He has some in various places from fighting (hands, arms, torso, ect.)

Health and Fitness
Addictions: None
Handicaps: Spontaneous fainting spells with no known cause

[User]
A regular work day at Precision Horizons Co. was, in a word: dull. At least, that's how it felt to Roman. Unlike the other salesmen in his division, Roman typically met his quota within the span of two or three hours—it just depended on whether or not he felt like putting in much effort. Today was no different. He finished the phone call with the retail company in thirty minutes, and was well under way with the other project he had been assigned when Abigail's text came in.

His phone chimed and he raised a brow inquisitively when her name appeared on the lock screen. Interesting. She was more forward than he first thought. He usually prided himself on being a judge of character—it was necessary since he dealt with so many feisty women, whom he needed to take precautions against—but it seemed like he had been off the mark with this girl. He picked up his cell and opened the message:

Hope you got to work safely. Thanks for the ice cream by the way!

Roman tapped a pen against his desk twice, a smirk tugging at his lip. It was still forward of her to text him so soon, but at least the message wasn't anything crazy. No need to worry. He set the phone down again and continued working on his project. He didn't want to respond right away and seem like he had been waiting for her to talk to him. To Roman, flirting was a well-rehearsed dance, full of grace and precision. Every action he chose to take had the opportunity to help or hinder his cause, and he wasn't the kind of man to give less than one hundred percent when it came to getting what he wanted.

He finished his project after about another twenty minutes of work, and spent another two hours after that making sales calls to potential clients. He met his quota easily. With no more incentive to work—the company had a cap on commissions—he decided to take a break and finally text Abigail back:

Got to work just fine. Also, no problem at all! Happy to treat a pretty lady like you ;)

With that done, Roman glanced at the clock. There were about two hours left to kill before the day was over. Normally, he would just go home early, but he wanted to wait and see if his boss put in a request for his raise or not. He sighed and rocked back in his chair. There wasn't much to do, and he wasn't about to keep working without commissions. He peered out the door of his private office at his coworkers, who all shared a large room separated by cubicles. There wasn't anyone he particularly wanted to talk to, and he doubted any of them wanted to talk to him. He had a reputation for causing trouble.

When Roman first started working at P.H. Co., he had been just as successful with clients as he was now. With so much free time, he got into quite a bit of mischief at his coworkers' expense. He would flirt with the women, spread scandalous rumors about people he disliked, and blatantly distract any of the salesmen whom he deemed as any sort of threat to his own success at the company. It was part of the reason why his boss agreed to let him upgrade to a private office space.

Unfortunately, his past behavior left him with nothing to do but watch Netflix on his work computer for the next two hours. He had figured out how to get around the firewall long ago, so it wasn't hard to access the streaming site. He yawned. Wish I could have a beer right about now…

[Assistant]
Some time had passed after Abigail sent her text to Roman, but she was quickly pulled into an intense game of hide and seek. She hid and ran with the rest of the kids from Jordan, who ended up being the seeker. After an hour of playing and running around, everyone decided to stop and take a break.

Sitting criss-crossed on the floor, Abigail got her phone that had been on the table when she saw a message. Unlocking her phone, she smiled slightly when she saw who it was from. Being able to see her smile, Jordan ran over to Abigail and sat down, leaning in to see what she was smiling about.

"Who are you texting?" He questioned. "Is it your hero?! Your Spiderman?? What did he say?! Are you going on another date?!"

"Ah! Get off me!" Abigail laughed while she pushed him off of her. "Chill out, jeez! I haven't even opened the message yet, calm down!" She laughed. "I'll tell you in a bit, gosh."

Abigail let out a sigh before opening up her message:

Got to work just fine. Also, no problem at all! Happy to treat a pretty lady like you ;)

Abigail started to smile before Jordan spoke excitedly. "Holy crap, he is DEFINITELY flirting with you!!" Jordan laughed while slapping her arm repeatedly.

"Quit it, Jordan! We literally met yesterday, chill!" Abigail whined, before texting back:

Haha, thanks. Maybe next time I should treat you to something.

Thinking about it after sending that, Abigail sighed a bit before texting again:

Well, I don't want to bother you anymore. You must be busy at work. Sorry! ><

Putting her phone in her pocket while Jordan fangirled a bit more, Abigail sighed loudly as she fell on her back, laying on the floor. "I'm exhausted. I think I'm gonna go straight home." Abigail groaned, throwing her forearm against her eyes.

Jordan looked over her and tsked. "I mean, Abby, you were at work when a problem started up with that guy who was flirting with you, then you were about to be mugged shortly after you started to go home,before getting saved by your Spiderman guy who also took you on an unexpected date. If I were you, I'd be hella exhausted, at least mentally." Abigail groaned again, loudly this time, knowing her had a point.

Another hour later, Jordan dropped off Abigail at her apartment, and the girl trudged up to her bed before jumping onto it. She sighed tiredly, turning over to her back. "Good thing I don't work for the next two days..." Abigail said to herself tiredly. "I'm too exhausted..."

[User]
The day dragged on as slowly as it possibly could have for Roman. He spent most of the time playing online poker, trying to earn a little extra cash by gambling since he couldn't make anything more on commissions. Unfortunately, his rotten luck continued to ruin his day and he finished with a loss of two hundred. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, resting his arms behind his head. Bye bye, grocery money.

Ten minutes before five, his boss came back into his office. The man's face was scrunched in his usual oh-so-friendly manner, and his fingers were curled tightly around a piece of paper in his hand. He stepped up to Roman's desk and dropped the sheet in front of him. "Congratulations," he curled his lip. "My superior decided to add another thirty-five hundred to your salary."

"Great," Roman smirked. He picked up the paper, which was a signed confirmation of the five percent pay increase, and put it in his file cabinet. "Make sure you let her know just how grateful I am for the raise."

"Oh, I'm sure you'll show her, yourself," his boss said dryly. The man was well aware of his hire's reputation with women.

"Maybe I will," Roman shrugged. "Why? You're not jealous, are you?" He laughed as the other man just blubbered in response. "Relax, boss. You're not my type anyway." He got up from his desk and put his laptop back into his bag, which he swung securely over his shoulder. "See you on Monday," he said on his way out of the office.

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October 2, 2015
New York, NY – Roman's Apartment
5:37PM

Roman sat down at the small, dingy dining room table in his small, dingy apartment. He set down a paper bag of Chinese takeout he had picked up on his way home and picked up the remote to his small, dingy TV. Turning it on, he flipped through channels until he found a news report about a robbery in Times Square. He watched the story as he ate, attempting to use the chopsticks that had come with the food—although he eventually gave up and grabbed a fork from the kitchen.

He pulled his phone from his pocket to see that Abby had texted him again earlier that day… twice. She was more persistent than he had expected. He smiled to himself. It had been a long time since a woman had pursued him like this. He wasn't used to it, but maybe it would be fun. He opened the text thread to find her new messages:

Haha, thanks. Maybe next time I should treat you to something.
Well, I don't want to bother you anymore. You must be busy at work. Sorry! ><

Eager, yet bashful, Roman thought, popping another bite of orange chicken into his mouth. She's an interesting one, alright. He tapped out a short reply:

Don't worry about it. Home now.

He drummed his fingers on the table, thinking for a moment more before typing one more message:

I can't say no to free food. How about dinner tomorrow at 6?

Setting the phone aside, Roman finished off the last of his food and tossed out the trash. He sat down heavily on the couch and flipped through more channels on the TV. However, before he could settle on something to watch, his phone buzzed from the dining table. He groaned and got back up to see who was calling him during his quiet time. Checking the caller ID, he found that it was his half-brother, Isaac. He stared at the screen in surprise. He hadn't heard from his brother in almost a year.

Roman answered the call, "Hello?"

"Roman!" the younger man's cheery voice boomed loudly in his phone's speaker. "How's it going, my brother from another mother?"

"What do you want, Isaac?" Roman said blandly.

"Come on," he could almost see his brother pouting. "I know it's been a while, but I can still call my big bro without needing a favor, can't I?"

"I'm hanging up now," Roman sighed.

"No, wait, wait, wait!" Isaac protested hastily. "Alright, fine. I'm coming to New York on Monday, and my lodging fell through. I was wondering if I could crash on your couch for a few days."

"Why don't you just stay with your girlfriend?"

"That's the thing," Isaac exhaled. "I was coming to visit her, but we just broke up. It's too late for me to get a refund on my plane tickets, and I can't get anyone to buy them off of me. I figured I might as well make a vacation out of this whole mess."

"And you just expect me to drop my plans to take you in last minute?" Roman said.

"Please? I'll pay you. How does twenty dollars a day sound?"

"Make it fifty and you have yourself a deal."

"Thirty."

"Forty."

"Fine! Whatever. Just let me stay with you, jackass."

"A pleasure doing business with you, little bro," Roman grinned. "I'll see you on Monday." He hung up the phone and sat back down on the couch, flipping through channels once more, although every once in a while he checked to see if Abby had responded to his last text. He wasn't sure why, but he felt more eager than usual to know if she would accept his offer for a second date.

She's really something else to have me so hooked, he thought, finally settling on an old-fashioned monster movie. I just hope she's as good in bed as she is good-looking. If he was going to be playing a long game, he wanted a worthy payout at the end.


[System]
Alias: Twilight

Age: 21

Personality: Juno is her mother's daughter, an arrogant soul who feels superior over most of the people in her life. However unlike her mother this superior nature is coupled with a razor wit and dangerous cunning all under a polite and amiable veneer. Where Kimiyo is upfront and no-nonsense about her feelings, Juno deflects and disarms others with her charm. She routinely deceives and manipulates when it benefits her and cares little for others when they get in her way.

Her assumption of superiority is not without merit for she is a driven and dedicated individual with great intelligence and willingness to go to whatever lengths are necessary to get the job done. In a team-setting she will try to take control whether overtly or not.

As a metahuman she often looks down on mundane humans and prefers the company of other superpowered individuals, save for those she truly finds exceptional like Batman. Even among Superhumans she considers herself part of a select elite, part of the established Superhero "legacy" apart from the emerging New Wave of independent heroes. This is much akin to nobility looking down on the bourgeois.

If she does not consider one an equal or a better she will take advantage if it suits her goals. A violent incident in recent years has hardened Juno and made her more vulnerable all at the same time, and her distance from most of the people in her life has not helped her move on.

Powers: Juno inherited the power of light projection and manipulation from her mother. With her bright white fields of light she can fly and construct light projections from her imagination as well as fire white beams of energy from her hands. Her projections rely on her mental focus and she control several simple objects or a few complex structures at one time. The more concentration she devotes to a construct increases it s durability. Her barriers block physical force as well as the full spectrum of energies. Her lasers range in power from simply stunning somebody to blasting a hole through them.

Weaknesses: She can only maintain so many objects at one time before they begin to drain her concentration and falter in integrity. If she erects a barrier it will start to crumble if opposing forces over-power or over-tax her will and any construct fails entirely if she cannot concentrate. She can only fly with use of her fields and each new construct she creates slowly tires her over time like any physical activity.

Her trust issues and arrogance impair her ability to coordinate with a team and she does not take being bested well. She is not immune to her own emotions and has a hunger for meaningful relationships with others outside of her family, a yearning which can be exploited.

Appearance: Juno is a young attractive woman of asian descent with deep brown eyes, lush black hair, and tan brown skin. She stands at 5'8 and has a toned athletic build. She keeps her hair cut shoulder length and curled. Her costume is a color flip of her mothers, with white on black and a seven pointed star as her emblem.

BRIEF Bio: Juno was born with the same powers that her mother the female Dr. Light possessed. Since she was a young child she aspired to be a superhero like her mother despite being encouraged to be a scientist instead. Juno was always top of her class and was known to use other children for whatever schoolyard desires may have manifested, she often charmed her adult teachers as well into getting what she wanted. If Juno pursued a course of action she gave it everything she had and excelled whether it was music, sports, academics, of other extracurricular activities.

Growing up, she had few true friends, her siblings being her only confidants and preferring the company of other metahumans. She graduated highschool early and earned several academic accolades. She rejected the path of university despite her mother's wishes however and had started her hero career early. She was a reserve member of Young Justice for several years and sought to advance into the ranks of the Justice League when she was older. She chose not to sidekick under her mother, to Kim's chagrin, and instead went it on her own with occasional team-ups with both other budding superheroes and experienced hands. Juno acquired a good reputation in the media and a growing fanbase among the cape-watchers.

She was a consummate professional in the field and learned how to manipulate the media and even her colleagues for the advancement of her career and public presence. She was a hopeful for full-fledged League membership and her future seemed bright. Until one incident in Keystone city involving her brother and an Intergang affiliate. Her brother, who had become an assistance at STAR Labs, was killed in a robbery attempt by the criminal organization.

Juno had ditched Superman himself during a promising team-up when she heard the news and raced to Keystone. The incident that followed was hushed over by the League but resulted in the complete dismantling of that entire chapter of Intergang in a series of violent and effective confrontations. If it wasn't for the intervention of senior members of the League, Juno would have likely gone to even greater lengths to exact her revenge.

That one moment halted her career and she was put in the reserve roster of the League. However, the incident had demonstrated Juno's prowess in the field as well as a willingness to go to lengths other heroes would not. She was seen as an ideal candidate for a different kind of hero team. Juno accepted the offer as a way to earn the good graces of her superiors and get her life back on track but she remains haunted.

What they bring to the team?: Juno has studied superhero and supervillain careers and confrontations her whole life and is a self-proclaimed expert on several notable villains and organizations as well as having a good head for tactics. Her academic achievements have resulted in a respectable knowledge of science and technical pursuits, making her light constructs an effective and reliable support asset for any team for both offense and defense. Her flight allows increased mobility and reconnaissance capabilities for the team and her intelligence is not to be overlooked. She has connections to several heroes as well as STAR Labs.

Notes: She has tried to engender a personal relationship with almost all of the living prominent superheroes and is a budding public personality herself. Also a lover of chocolate and novels. She regrets her codename also being the name of a series she absolutely reviles.

[User]
They were about to go into battle against a foe that specialized in killing. Fenrir's reaction was not the one Domini hoped for and hearing it took her breath away. Sure she looked quite young for her age but she didn't expect to be treated like a child. It gave her pause for a moment as she wondered where it all broke down with those before her. But now was not the time to dissent, she would have to save the lecture for later. They were already too far into this to back out now. Either Fenrir didn't know why they were there or didn't feel like sharing. Neither of those two would bode well in the long run.

With a plan in place the alien got ready. Since they were the bait so to speak things were going to get rough very quickly. Landing briefly they dropped off the first part of the team and Twilight took over piloting. That was good because she herself had no experience with such a thing and from speaking with the girl she appeared to have done it before. As they swung around it didn't take long before they were spotted. And that detail was made clear as the Cruiser began to get pelted by bullets. Glancing at the window she spotted an RPG being lifted toward them. "Hang on, we've got incoming rockets!"

Not much time the hybrid unbuckled herself and ran for the back of the cruiser and opened a hatch. By now the projectile was already in flight. Hands flashing a a deep purple she let loose a psionic blast. Thankfully not limited by physical resistance it met its target in seconds and exploded mid air. Having pretty much taken point she began returning fire and picking off anyone and anything she could. Getting shot out of the air was not high on her list of things to do in her lifetime.

Of course the growing sound was hard to understand before the man-bats swooped into view. Great, so it wasn't just the targets on the ground they had to worry about. While she was distracted the flurry of fire headed straight for her but were blocked by a force field of some kind. She had no idea the cruiser was equipped with such a thing. With that in mind she continued with her attack.

[Assistant]
Warpath was glad that he was included in main infiltration, but he kept a neutral look on his face. Adam wanted to see how his teammates did without his help and gauge their competence in the field. After the whole mess with training Warpath wasn't as desperate to be leader since he felt that it just created a split between the team with his and Twilight's rivalry. He was a soldier as well as a leader so for now he would listen and follow the orders that Fenrir gave him.

Warpath felt a bit of annoyance when Fenrir snapped at the new recruit Domini, but he remained silent. More angry words were just what they needed, he thought sarcastically to himself. They soon came to the drop zone and Adam disembarked with the rest of his teammates from the aircraft. He looked around at his surroundings and his eyes focused on the temple. His intuition told him that this was their entrance into the lair of the League of Shadows and he followed Fenrir and the others into the temple.

It was dark, but his enhanced vision made it easier for him to adjust to the low level of light in the overgrown structure. Warpath felt almost exposed going into a place he didn't have any knowledge about, they were on the League's territory and thus had the advantage in knowing the environment. Eventually they came to an atrium and Adam was impressed by the size of it. He was looking for any signs of their enemies when his excellent hearing picked up on noises that sounded almost like footsteps. Adam was about to say something when Fenrir spoke before him.

A dozen assassins dropped down from above them and Warpath created two European style arming-swords, which he held in both of his hands. The assassins sent a hailstorm of Shuriken came at them. Swinging his blades in rapid succession Adam was able to deflected a good number of them and took evasive action to try and dodge the rest. Warpath would then leap towards an assassin and try to slash them across his chest with his energy blades.

[User]
Twilight had a bad feeling about this. Their fearless leader was more brusque than usual, which was quite an accomplishment. Juno got the distinct impression there was a lot that he wasn't telling them, especially exactly why they were here in the first place. Ra'as al Ghul was one of the most dangerous people alive, an op like this would usually take weeks of planning and preparation and that was with a proven and experienced team, not a collection of misfits. They were not even a month away from their first disaster as a team and they were working with three new bloods. No intel, no support, and next to no plan. She doubted very much that Batman would let them do this. As her brother might have said, there was a disturbance in the force. Juno fought down the first bite of anxiety and scolded herself. She'd wrench out the truth from Fenris later, no need to undermine his authority in front of the newbies. Especially since he'd just started to trust her with her own squad.

At least it was a good idea to put Twilight with Quantum. They were the two heavy-weights on the team, together they could give the League a swift and hard kick in the pants. She wasn't as sure about Domini, but she looked marginally useful. Twilight took time to admire the grandeur of the temple as the team disembarked. Juno felt apprehensive seeing Belle leave, but obviously keeping her penned up did no good. And Juno was definitely not spending two days fixing the cruiser two weeks after she just finished fixing it the first time. She was more than happy to see Warpath go though. He'd be of little use on their assignment and she really didn't want to be anywhere near him, and let their rivalry flare up again. Twilight steered the cruiser over to the other side of the temple, preparing her little surprise for the League.

She'd made quite a number of upgrades to the cruiser's systems, especially weapons and defense systems. One of them was the addition of a cargo bay to drop supplies and ordnance from. Including the two 6,000 pound JDAMs she snagged from some of her mom's military contacts. Juno did a flyby over the temple, the cruiser near silent thanks to her modifications to its propulsion systems. She took one more admiring look at the architecture before shrugging, "Oh well." She pressed the big red button and the bomb bay opened to drop the JDAM, "From me to you Ra'as." The bomb whistled through the air and then, the cruiser was rocked back by a huge shockwave as fire consumed a huge swath of the temple, raining down stone and rubble.

Distraction accomplished. Juno circled back around and let loose with the twin six-barreled miniguns firing HEIAP rounds. High Explosive/Incendiary/Armor Piercing rounds, they would penetrate through almost anything before exploding in a fiery blaze. It made short work of any League assassins tagged by them and even more sections of the temple were torn apart by the high-impact barrage. Periodically Juno fired a volley of smart missiles, which would separate into six child warheads before exploding as cluster bombs designed to do maximum structural damage. If this didn't catch their attention nothing would. Juno was oddly serene as she kept firing on the temple, paying little mind to the men and women who were dying by the swath. She had little sympathy for the trained killers and one less assassin alive was at least one more innocent who would be spared.

Pressing another button, the cruiser fired several canisters of smoke into the ruins, obscuring the view of anyone on the ground but allowing the cruiser's enhanced optics to cut through the smoke, all their enemies outlined in red. She began weaving the craft from side to side to dodge the rockets, deftly avoiding the wildly fired projectiles. Any that came close were either destroyed by the trophy system she installed or exploded against the upgraded energy shield. Juno began humming as she watched the temple go up in flames. Juno called out when Domini exited the ship without orders to do so. She sighed, another maverick of course, Juno swiveled the guns to tear up the men who shot at her. She also saw the man-bats and gestured to Quantum, "Get out there and give the newbie a hand. And take care of those man-bats."

She wanted to go out there, and the auto-pilot should be able to handle itself very well, but she would monitor the situation better from here. Quantum and Domini could handle it, she'd step in if she had to. So far so good on her end, but according she heard a lot of commotion on the other channel. Sounds like the team ran into some opposition. Hopefully they'd take Ra'as captive soon and bug out before they were hilariously outnumbered and outgunned. Juno flicked through the playlist she had downloaded and hit play, as the gunship fired another volley of ordnance from the grenade launchers, they landed on the ground and extended into minature speakers, blasting the song and adding to the confusion of smoke and explosions and screams. A display on her HUD was counting the number of downed enemies and it was steadily growing at a respectable pace. So far so good.


[System]
Alexis "Nova" DeLuna

"Kinda sad this isn't Space Jam, 'cause you're gonna get dunked on."

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Username: NoVaLuNae
"New Moon, I thought it sounded cool."
"When I first made my account name, people just shortened it to Nova. People in voice comms find it easier with one-two syllable names, and with some people it just stuck in the real world."
"It occurs to me now that I messed up. Eheh, oops."

Age: 19
"Fresh out of high school, is there a problem here?"

Gender: Female
"I think it's pretty obvious."

Main: Vi
"Lots of easy combos and ganks with her Q and her Ult. Insane range when you add in flash."

Appearance:
Alexis is 5'6 Her hair is naturally black, dyed that magenta/maroon combination color. She had her hair grow out, showing the black of her original hair. She has a bit of a medium athletic build, with decent curves. She has relatively pale skin, with light grey eyes. Her usual outfit changes depending on weather and occasion, though she usually has her rings on and her crescent moon necklace around her neck. Rings are always configured with three on the last three fingers on her left hand, one on her right index finger, and two thinner rings on her right middle finger. She also tends to have a pair of headphones on sometimes.
"I honestly like how my hair turned out. The picture makes it seem like less is the magenta and red that it actually is."

True Appearance: In True Form, her hair shifts to mirror Vi's undercut, her hair staying swept in the same direction. Her hair stays the same color shift as she has, though her eyes go from a grey to a brighter but light blue. As for her clothing, whatever she happens to be wearing gets covered by Vi's armor. Minor differences, on her left shoulder pauldron is a red crescent moon spraypainted, and on her right is NV. Also, she takes more of a darker grey-gold/bronzeish color scheme with her armor and gauntlets. (Note - Those additions might be made later on in the RP, not too sure yet.)
"Ah hell, I like her outfit."

Powers:
Blast Shield - (Passive)
At the start of a combat interaction, when she starts using Prana, or engages in some evasive maneuvers, Alexis charges a shield. Shield is activated by striking her opponent with one of her abilities.
"Helps get in the zone of the fight. Knowing that you can take a lil extra hits."

Vault Breaker - (Restricted in Normal Form)
Alexis charges a punch which launches her in whichever direction she throws her fist. In Normal Form, the range is quite shortened, not launching her as far. In True Form, Alexis can throw her first upward at an angle to greatly increase jump height or direct enemies upward.
"Mobility and hitting hard. Perfect."

Denting Blows - (Passive)
After landing two hits on a target, Alexis's next hits quite harder, and makes her hit faster for a short burst of time. In normal form, the third hit is the only hit that she can use Excessive Force on, although for a bit longer of a charge time. Also, in Normal Form, activation of her abilities gives Alexis a slightly visible translucent aura of a much smaller version of Vi's gauntlets.
"One, Two, Three hit combo, rinse and repeat."

Excessive Force - (Restricted in Normal Form)
Alexis enhances her next hit depending on form. In Normal Form, it doesn't punch through her opponent, having a slight knockback, only activatable on her third hit. In True Form, it acts a lot more like Vi, hitting hard and straight through her opponent.
"A lil more bang for your buck, and an easy way to crack your knuckles."

Assault and Battery - (Only True Form)
Alexis charges forward, targeting one enemy to punch into the air, jumping up higher than her opponent. At the apex of launching her opponent into the air, she slams her opponent to the ground with the opposite fist. In the event she needs to keep her opponent in the air, she jumps down and leaves her opponent be.
"First to the air, second to the ground, third, fourth, and fifth straight to the face."

Personality: Being nearly fresh out of high school, Alexis has that vibe to her where she's enjoying life as is, enjoying the freedom, enjoying being able to do things on her own. She's driven, sometimes seems like a fighter, she aims to please, though tries to be pretty cool headed. That's how she comes off during most circumstances, though internally just wants to have some stability, socially and economically. She tries to keep up that mask of hers, somewhat an old habit from high school when she was driven by all of the challenge, in order to try getting some friends. That also lead to her being a bit competitive, willing to take risks for some higher rewards or entertainment. Alexis likes to take challenges, and doesn't back down much, even in person. That much tends to get her into a bit of trouble quite a bit, as it ends up making her disappointed when she can't catch up or fulfill her drive. She gets highly critical a lot. She hasn't dealt with much consistency through her life, but since she's gotten a job, and into college for engineering, though past this doesn't have much in mind. Other than that, she's honestly looking for some friends that aren't all that bad. Recently, she's been trying to be more honest with herself and her interests, but she still enjoys looking for fun.
"That's just who I am, I like to have something to back myself. Everyone deserves their moments to love something."

Short Biography: Alexis has been relatively bouncy when it comes to where she had been living, she moved between the coasts up until high school, and she's stayed in the Northwest ever since. She lived with her father most of that time, her mother left the country after they divorced, though gave Alexis some money for when she became 18, enough to bring her half way through college. Her father did his best to support her, they were decently close, though Alexis spent a lot of time out. When it came to her social life in high school, she always tried just a bit too hard to fit into people she seemed to like for a bit. That meant challenges, a lot of things to get a bit better of a reputation. Imagine just what high schoolers consider top class, experimentation, risk taking, athleticism, and fights.

Drama constantly separated her from her groups for reasons beyond her, though for the last two years of high school she kept up that cool yet risk taking persona she keeps up now. She kept to some gamers, for the competition in a variety of games. It gave her something to work with, and to channel her furious competition into her games. Osu, League, CSGO, WoT. She found a bit more stability in online friends. That doesn't mean she doesn't try to impress as much, she still does, also going out for the enjoyment. Staying athletic enough, sometimes drinking with her friends, having a motorcycle, going out at night for the sights of the city, a lot of other things. For her job, she works part time at a mechanic shop somewhere downtown, and sometimes streams League along with whatever other games.
"I aim to please, there's nothing wrong with that. It's fun, gives me some drive and thrills to seek."

Other:

"Four hits. One uppercut. One to the stomach. You to the floor. Kick to the face."

(Artist available on request, kinda feel shitty because the art is great, idk what the culture on photos is on this website. Hope this one is good, hope I conveyed the right message with the personality. Tell me if anything doesn't make sense, or if there are any issue. Did my best with this, it's been a while since I had to make a proper CS. It's been a while since I had to properly use BB, so I had fun.)

[User]
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Party Central

Aliron rubbed his eyes and looked around. Wow the place had filled up a lot since he'd gone to sleep. Plus he was pretty sure it was colder. The voices had been surprisingly quiet when he'd gone to sleep a few hours ago, but now they were back again in full force. He got up and yawned loudly, then proceeded to enter the building, his faithful suitcase rolling behind him. Looking around he saw several people that had been in the restaurant yesterday. Or was it yesterday? Earlier in any case. Then, his eyes lit on voices lady! He'd never gotten her name, or given her his now that he thought about it. Or had he? Though she had left kind of suddenly last night. Aliron eagerly moved towards the back and took a seat next to her, accepting some punch from someone on the way over, "Hey, I'm Aliron, I never asked for your name did I?" He asked her and waited patiently for a response.

 Which didn't come. Was she ignoring him? She looked like she was sleeping. Aliron leaned closer and whispered in a friendly fashion, "That's your cue to give me your name." No response. Aliron poked her in the arm cautiously. Was she dead? Aliron looked around awkwardly. Well, this was weird. He sat there nervously and took a sip from his cup, only to immediately backwash it. Whoa! He'd taken spiked drinks at way to many parties not to recognize it. Still, even though he'd barely taken a sip he was feeling drowsy. Dang that was some strong stuff. He looked at the voices lady's empty cup. Well that explained that. Aliron carefully leaned back in his seat limply and lowered his eyelids, every now and then opening them for a peek. Gods he was sleepy. Not that sleepy though. He kept awake by counting odd numbers in his head. Maybe this was some physcho kidnapping deal. If he stayed awake he might be able to save the day or something. 1, 3, 5, 7...

[Assistant]
Entering the party at the diner with an energetic feeling, Ben walked up to table where he saw a blue haired girl and a dude sitting next to her. "Hey, is this the place where you can win a PC?" He asked the guy as he looked at them and noticed that the girl is pretty much knocked out from her drink. Why cant they just smoke some herb? He thought to himself as he was approached by a guy who passed him a glass of punch. Thinking its alright, while waiting for an answer, Ben took a sip from it, just from taste Ben knew its not just a drink. But since he's used to all kinds of thing he sipped from it til it was empty anyway. Not feeling much effect, he started looking if he could get another cup of dat magik.

Looking back at the guy Ben noticed that he wasn't the type to hold himself together while on drugz. Leaning a little bit over the table and reaching for the cup with punch in it he said: "I suppose you wont need that much. he smiled as he was slightly feeling the effects. Pouring some punch from the guy's cup into his own Ben checked around to see if there is anyone he had already seen.

@rivaan

[User]
He started off the day rather normally. He got up, got into the shower, and got a coffee at a little run-down cafe not far from home. Garrett didn't expect that one little look aimed towards a loud old lady would land him in the back of a police cruiser. They kept saying that he had the look of a killer, and that was when they brought him to... a familiar face that chilled him to the bone.

"You know I didn't even do anything wrong," Garrett grumbled as he glowered at Clarice, narrowing his eyes lightly. He was quite pissed that he wasn't even able to finish his coffee before the police slammed him to the ground. "I'm starting to think that you like seeing me in handcuffs."

Luckily, Clarice was nice enough to come over to his side and undo the bounds that tied him to the table. Grumbling a few things under his breath as he rubbed his wrists, Garrett sent one of his ice-cold glares towards the female police officer. He opened his mouth to speak in a matter-of-fact tone, crossing his arms. "Stop telling me to get a girlfriend. Last thing I need is some lady to whine to me about how she deserves more love 'cause she gives me a good rub every now and then."

[Assistant]
"Free computer, huh? Well then."

Nova got here a bit ago, sitting in one of the booths somewhat drowsy. Last night was just a bit of a long night for her, going on a bit of a spree of gaming, trying to climb the ranks in both CSGO and League. Somewhat painful, she knew, but it wasn't all to bad. She did take a few sips from the punch, hoping it would wake her up a bit, although it didn't seem to help. The only thing that kept her awake was the ride here on her bike, though even then, she was tired. Her helmet was sitting next to her as she tried to keep herself awake through music, staring down at her phone.

'God I should stop doing that to myself... At least I didn't derank...'

Alexis came in here all for the computer, she figured that would put her ahead by quite a bit, and help her with her streams. Might be able to get some more money because of it all. So of course, you get free food and the chance to get a very, very good computer. How could she resist? A free computer chance, and she gets to see some people around here. Maybe some more gamers would show up, good place to meet people. She recognized some people around here, though at the moment she was too tired to speak up. Drinking a bit more of the punch, she put her head down on the table in front of her, staring down at her phone as she flickered in and out of consciousness.


[System]
Codename/Alias:Nidhogg, Devourer of the Damned, The Black Dove, The White eyed Reaper

Mask:

Race: Ghoul

Age: 29

Gender:Male

Height: 6 ft

Eye Colour:Dark Grey

Hair Colour:Black

Personality: Itsuki is a kind soul, trying his best to help others when he can. He doesn't like that his kind is forced to feed on humanity, and looks disgusted whenever he sees other ghouls do it, but he knows that it's the only way for them to live. He despises gluttons, however, who eat more than they have any right to, as well as ghouls who like to torture their prey before killing them.

When he puts on his mask, however, Itsuki disappears and Nidhogg takes over. Nidhogg is basically Itsuki's other personality, the one that ruthlessly hunts down every criminal ghoul he comes across. He is a cold individual, speking few words most times, instead just taking to watching his foes from his glowing white eyes.

History: (If you wish to add one)

Occupation: None, he's homeless

Ward of Operation: He doesn't have a singular ward where he operates, but instead travels around the entirety of Tokyo to hunt down criminal ghouls. However, he tends to circulate through the wards surrounding Yatagarasu and Joker's End more often than the others.

Rating: A

Organisation: Independant

Rank: N/A

Kagune Type: Rinkaku

Kagune Appearance or description: Itsuki's Kagune takes on the texture of gnarled tree bark, with pulsating veins spread throughout the length of it. He can construct a maximum of 6 tendrils, which he can wrap around his limbs to give them an extra 'oomph' in terms of attack power. Nearing the ends of the tendrils, however, the Kagune can split into a multitude of thin, root-like appendages, which can be used to better grip objects and opponents.

Special trait: He has an abnormal level of strength in both his body and Kagune, even for a Rinkaku user. This adds to his physical attack power, making him a force to be reckoned with.

Other: Itsuki possesses a strange mutation that makes so that when his Ghoul eye activates, the pupil and Irish are white instead of red and slightly luminescent.

Smoking is bad, m'kay, but then again, so are a lot of things people love to do.

[User]
Bites

You're all going to die here

She felt the hit from the tentacle as the whip was once again smacked away from the target. However, she used that momentum that was built up from the rebound to wrap the whip around a nearby pole. It may have once been an antenna but it looked as if it had not been used for that purpose for some time. As the whip made contact she leaped into the air and let the centripetal force bring her flying around the pole and used herself as a projectile towards Floira, but with the angle being slightly off to the left of her but by looking at her, it would seem that she was aiming for Floria. As she came around, she brought her legs together to form into a large and narrow lance. Her speed was remarkable for what someone like her was capable of. As she would close the gap to about half a foot she would extend her arm out to form a semi thick and long blade in an attempt to either slice into her neck or knock her off the building. If it would connect, she would been blown back off the roof due to the speed and power of the attack. If she was to be blocked yet again, she would bring her legs down mid-air, reverting them back to
the axes as she would remove her mask, allowing her face to show her true self as the face she hade would morph into the symbiotic teeth and eyes. Her neck would extend outwards towards Floria's neck in an attempt to take a chunk out of her.
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"All I'm trying to do is live my motherf***ing life. Supposed to be happy. You know... wear a smile on my face, but there's a demon inside."
Somewhere in the Ninetieth Ward

As the car screeched away, he gave a nasty glare towads the cackling "bitch" who would taunt him as he was escaping. A vocal "tch" would escape as he tried to stand, his kagune disappearing. He quickly took notice to the visablility that he had due to the broken mask. As he gave a frusted sigh, placing the mask underneath his coat and brought his hood up. Most likely the girl her protected with silver hair would try to help him, if she tried he would wave her off and begin to limp away, repling with a "Thanks but I'll be fine." As he limped quickly out of the alleyway, before straining himself to walk normaly amongst the gowing crowd of humans. Mitsurugi would smile at the passerbys. He didn't particularly care if the SILVER HAIRED girl followed but he would make it difficult for her to keep up as he would dip in and out of groups of people, turn down multiple alleys before he made his way to a rather run down looking warehouse. He had come across this place a few times. It was a rather quiet area to lay low when an area would get too hot. As he entered he gave a sniff around, noticing he wasn't the only one in there. 'Tch, another ghoul. I'm not having such a great day am I.' He thought. His voice would echo through the warehouse like structure. "I know your here but I would like to point out that I have already had a rough day and I'm not particularly in the mood to get into another fight." He held a stance that showed alertness and the ability to strike at a moments notice while holding a calm posture.

[vFear] @Phobos @XxLyraxX

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@Oblivion

Akira Matsumoto (Jinx), Above the Hydra/Joker's End Fight Beginning

Her screaming stopped as she watched her shards explode and disappear and Kazumo apppearing in front of her, all in a matter of seconds. Her eyes went wide. "Who the fuck, said you could intervene in my fight? "But-" Huh little shit? But he- Do you really think you will be of any help anyway? I-You think I am weak? N-no not at-If you wish to be here then sit the fuck down and watch." Kazumo said glaring at her before leaning in towards her ear. This caused her to gain some pleasure. "If you attack my prey again Jinx.... I'll kill you." Her voice had a sexual tremble to it as she replied. "O-o-ook~ heheheh~ Kazumo warned before appearing down towards Tatsuo again and frowning. She remained there in a fantasy like bliss until she turned her attention to Mizumu and the other chick and decided to have some fun with the both of them as she dipped low and moved across the building to get a better angle on the two. Her shards were aimed directly at the two and held it there, following their every movment.

[Assistant]
Kazumo Igiri
He would listen to tatsuo silently and for once Kazumo remained silent before dodging his own bike that Tatsuo dodge as he felt the vibrations. "Thats because only I'm allowed to kill those retards. I'm not letting you do it. But good to know, I'll remember to get rid of the vibrations for next time. Good idea, hope it doesn't bite you in the ass." Kazumo couldn't help but laugh as he cracked his neck as Tatsuo grew even more heads. "Well then, lets hope the climax doesn't fuck up anything else.... Ahh who am I kidding it will." Kazumo stated but as Tatsuo came at Kazumo, he would instead fly at a building. A rather large one as well, yet Kazumo shouted a bit as his Wings morphed to form some massive ass wings that were soaked in his blood and were much wider than the building length was. So as Kazumo flew at the building, he sliced clean through it, he just risked cutting up his face but the building falling straight down on Tatsuo would still be a sight to see. Floating in the sky he would almost look like a really twisted angel of death.

[User]
Itsuki, 16th ward, Old Warehouse

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Itsuki made it to the warehpuse easily enough, but he npticed with a frown the chaos hoing on in one of the wards by sound alone. This is going to bring the doves down on us . . . hard. Dammit, it was tougn enough to avoid them before, but now shit is going to hit the fan. I may have to stick to eating from my supply until things die down a bit.

With that in mind, he made haste inside the compound, making his way through the many cold hunks of cattle meat until he arrived at his own particular corner with a box filled with his own, special food. Picking out a few chunksm he dug in, the disgusting flavor of ghoul flesh being something he'd long since gottem accustomed to. As he ate, he wondered ever so slightly about those rumors he'd heard of ghouls that cannibalized othrr ghouls turning into all powerful gods with monstrous kagune. He'd found the theory interesting if nothing else, but didn't truky believe since he'd been eating Ghouls for years and had yet to show any signs of this incredible power.

As he finished eating for the day, not his fill, but enough to get him through the month if doves start getting active again, he suddenly heard somethingnin the silence of the warehouse. Footsteps, and while that alone wouldn't normally make him nervous, it was the smell and the words that accompanied it that caused his heart to pick up. He made sure to seal the box back up, and cleaned off all evidence of his feeding from his face before making his way out into the open area between the freezer areas. Seeing who it was, however, he quickly let a grin cross his face as he approached.

"Well now, this is a surprise. What the hell happened to you, Mitsurugi, you look like shit. First time I think I've ever seen you look like you got your ass kicked." Itsuki had met the eye-patch wearing ghoul a while back as they were both homeless drifters who happened to run into each other. Seeing as how neither was predispised to violence, they sat down for a chat at the time and soon became good acquaintances. "So, who the hell did this to you, and why?"

[Assistant]
"All I'm trying to do is live my motherf***ing life. Supposed to be happy. You know... wear a smile on my face, but there's a demon inside."

He leveled a gaze in the direction of the smell and its owner who just now was entering into the light. As he stood there, Mitsurugi couldn't help but let out a light laugh as he lowered his guard to an old acquaintance, extending a greeting to him. "Well now, this is a surprise. What the hell happened to you, Mitsurugi, you look like shit. First time I think I've ever seen you look like you got your ass kicked." "Haha I still look better than you Itsuki heheh.  He frowned at the ass kicked part. "Please, I was far from getting my ass kicked." Just to remind him of the defeat, a sharp pain shot up his leg, causing him to drop to a knee. He looked down at the ground as sweat dripped down his face onto the ground. "Guess it took a bigger toll then I thought. Hey Itsuki-san, you mind if I gave you some company for a little bit? Heat may have picked up after the scuffle in the 19th district." He felt his eye go into its cold blackness, the other eye under the patch glowed lightly but enough to be seen from under the patch as his stomach growled. He had completely forgotten that he was still hungry and he felt his urge to attack Itsuki go up but if hadn't been for his experience with starving before he wouldn't be able to control it. Mitsurugi bit down on his hand as blood seeped out and trickled into his mouth as the rest ran down his hand. For him pain was the key to suppress it however it would only last as long as the pain did.

"I hate asking but you wouldn't happen to have some food that you could give me to stave off this hunger and in turn ill give you some hot coffee made by I think may be one of the best coffee brewers I think I've ever had the pleasure to meet. But if you don't it's not no big deal. I still got coffee for the both of us. Also buddy we got to do some talking-" He pulled out his newly filled coffee thermos and with his free hand wrapped it around his friend's shoulders both to show hospitality and for balance. "Cause it's been some time since we last did. Shit I'll also tell you how I got this." Bringing his leg up to show the graze down his leg.

[User]
Itsuki, 16th ward, Old Warehouse

"Heh, whatever you got into, it can't top the Dove attracting chaos going on in one of the other wards. From the sounds of it, I'd say at least two of the kings are having some sort of turf war right now." He sighed, running his hand through hus hair before he caught sight of the look Mitsurugi was givong him, followed by his subsequent words and actions. Itsukithought about it for a bit, unsure if the man would get angry at what he had available, but then decided that if the ghoul did try anything, he wasn't in a state where he could easily hold the Rinkaku ghoul off.

"If you're not picky, I got enough for now, but I'm trying to make it last. Doves are going to be getting antsy after tonight, so it'd be wise to cut back on any unnecessary feeding. But first, let me bring you something before you jump me." Itsuki went back into the freezer, finding the box and opening it to get a few pieces of flesh. It wasn't alot, but it should keep him satisfied for now. Quickly returning, he tossed the packets of meat to the other ghoul, keeping a distance as he did so just in case. He trusted that Mitsurugi had control of himself, but it never hurt to err on the side of caution.

"So, after you finish eating, tell me all about how you got your ass-kicked, as well as anything else interesting about your night. And yeah, been a while since I've had some coffee, so don't mind if I do."