[System]
Age: 16
Occupation: High School Student
Appearance:

Personality:
Kai is an odd contradiction of personality traits which could be described as samurai delinquent. While he is a delinquent and has rough mannerisms, he is now very calm, collected, and disciplined, coming off much older than his age.
Background:
Kai Asakura was born as the heir to the Asakura dojo, a dojo that teaches a martial arts style known as "The Way That Qwells the Seas and Silences the Storm." The Asakura dojo was a very strict and traditional dojo, which caused Kai to fall into delinquency during middle school and used his martial arts prowess to terrorize anyone in his way.

Though one day he saw a classmate being bullied by another student, normally he would have just ignored it and moved on, though the bullying student had pissed him off earlier, so Kai punched him out. Turns out the other student was being bullied over his hobby of Gunpla Battle and his Gunpla smashed to pieces by the bullying student. Kai gave a bit of his curiosity towards the now broken plastic model, which caused the bullied to reveal that he was quite a blabbermouth and rapidly talked about Gunpla and the Gundam series which cause Kai to be caught up in the student's pace and caused him to be dragged over to Team Alexander, a competitive Gunpla team. There he was introduced to Team Alexander's leader and 1st pilot, who introduced him to Gunpla battle and convinced the now more interested Kai to join up with Team Alexander. With his skills as a martial artist translating rather well to Gunpla Battle, he became the team's 3rd pilot.

It was in Team Alexander that Kai truly enjoyed himself and the three-man team gained some fame as they won several local tournaments and grew from 3 members to 6. The leader had even lofter ideas and they joined the regional tournament, where everything would fall apart. They had won the tournament and it was there that they caught the eye of a Global level team, who was looking for new talents from the regional to the national level. They contacted Team Alexander with an offer to raise the team to even greater heights, though this came with a condition, Team Alexander would be absorbed into the other team. The Team was split, on one side there were the ones who wanted to have a quick ride up to the Global level, on the other side there were the ones who didn't want the team to lose its identity and autonomy and those who wanted to stop as they thought winning regionals was good enough. They all collectively decided to settle it with a Gunpla battle, it would be between Kai who would represent the side that wanted to reject the offer and the leader who would represent the side that wanted to accept. They had a battle and Kai lost, however, it was quickly discovered that the leader had hacked into the Gunpla Battle system beforehand and cheated.

The team was furious, it was decided by all members that the fairest way to decide was with a match, but the leader decided to ignore that all for the sake of their greed. This act caused the team to break apart and Team Alexander was dissolved, with every member going their separate ways. Since then he's been mostly a sort of Gunpla Wanderer, whispered quietly in some back alley arcade as a sort of Gunpla Reaper that would tear apart your Gunpla using only rentals and straight builds.

Piloting Ability: (10 Max)
- Battle sense: 5
- Perception: 4
- Mechanical knowledge: 1
Other Skills, Abilities, and Resources: Kai is an excellent pilot, however, he has very little experience with Gundam and Gunpla building as such he doesn't have a "Main Gunpla" starting out, due to it current being damaged and he didn't have the means to repair it.
Name: TA-X-413 Turn-XCEED Gundam
Model: Turn-X
Stats: 28
-Power: 8
-Defense: 5
-Mobility: 8
-Energy Output: 7
Description: A unit built for Kai and Souji Kiryu's masterpiece, The Turn-XCEED is a heavily modified Turn-X redesigned for close quarter combat, made with the design concept to exceed and defeat a million Gunpla, the main builder Souji poured everything he had into making this unit.

It's main system is the XCEED system, an upgraded RG system. When it detects Assimilation is being used the XCEED Absorber will go into overdrive and gather Particles from around and into the frame of the Gundam significantly increasing it's performance. When using this system, the vent on it's head will emit excess energy to prevent it from overheating, creating a luminescent plume.

Turn-XCEED being based on the Turn-X, it still retains the ability to split and have the individual parts be maneuvered around, as well as the I-field and it's regeneration ability. It also can transform into 3 other forms, a butterfly like Mobile Armor by switching it's legs and arms for high aerial maneuverability, switching the side parts of the Abdomen Weapons platform it can transform into a scorpion like mobile armor for underwater combat, and by switching the Abdomen parts with it's legs it can turn into a beetle like shelling mode.

XCEED Absorber:
The butterfly shaped X on its chest is an upgraded Power Absorber using Sei's absorb system, which allows it to absorb beams and convert beams into energy when they disperse against the I-field.

Twin Fusion Crushers:
Gauntlets attached to both arms of the Gunpla. These are slimed down versions of the Fusion and Manipulator redesigned to resemble the God Gundam's finger protectors and have . They can be used like the original manipulator allowing them to fire beams, create a beam saber and use the "Shining Finger." The only part that was removed was the Grappling wire, which has been replaced with the ability to generate a beam cloth for use in grappling.

Mega Particle Cannons:
Like the Turn-X the Turn-XCEED is equipped with Mega Particle Cannons throughout its body, it can use it's I-field to curve the beams for a more focused barrage. The Ones equipped on it's Leg and feet can link up to form a beam blade between them for kicking attacks.

Gigant Cannons:
More powerful Particle Cannons equipped in the back of the legs, they can also create a very powerful beam saber for a kick strike.

Variable Beam Vulcans:
Beam Guns Equipped to the head at the V fin, giving the head some offensive capabilities. It is able to change between vulcans for soft targets and a focused beam for hard targets.

"Tengoku and Chikyu" Butterfly Blades:
A pair of Liberta Swords which can either coat themselves in Moonlight Butterfly Nanomachines or Ionized energy to disable opponents. It also uses technology from the Turns to overcome the weaknesses of the Shinguru blade technology, it uses Nanomachines to quickly reset the edge and an I-field movement system to deal with the weight and allows it to be used as bits. They can be attached to each other handle to handle, which compresses and increases the power of the Moonlight Butterfly cladding.

"Luna and Sol" Butterfly Rifle:
A pair of revolver style short barreled rifles with Shinguru blades down the handles, the handguns have three firing settings, a bullet made from compressed Nano Skin, a blast of nanomachines, or an Ionized blast for disabling, all of which are accelerated using I-fields. The Shinguru blades also use Turn technology to overcome their weaknesses, while it can't clad itself, this allows it to be used as bits and move around. The weapons can be combined together to create a bow like weapon.

Ballistic Magnum:
Team Alexander's signature weapons. It's a solid shot magnum with an Armor Schneider attached under the barrel. The Armor Scheider can be fired like a ballistic knife and then detonated. It is stored in the main section of the Abdomen Weapon Platform.

Abdomen Weapon Platform:
Made of three parts all on smaller arms attached to the waist of the Turn-XCEED the central part contains another I field generator and can be used as a shield, while the left and right parts have more standardised Fusion and Manipulators for combat wires included. These parts also have sections to hold Luna and Sol and Tengoku and Chikyu. The blades of the held weapons can also be emitted to create a crab like claw.

Moonlight Butterfly:
Uses Nanomachines to create butterfly-like wings that can break down man made materials into sand.

[User]
Blake turned around and said," there you are! Get over here." He then launched the winged gundam forward with his own beam saber he blocked the others beam attack to and looked at the other gunpla. He chuckled a bit as he kicked the other back and he flew back a few feet. He smiled and thought to himself,' good a battle, alright wing zero let's do this.'

Blake said," that was your brother? Interesting didn't even know what hit him." He looks at the other gunpla he just floating there, he pointed his beam saber at him and said," you think your a match for me and wing zero? Come on then!" He then launched forward, pulling out his second beam saber as he got closer to the only astray left on the field.

[Assistant]
Lion

The moment Riku was through the canyon entrance, he slowed his Gunpla and double checked his energy levels. Just under 80%, which he had to guess was a bit more than where Seo was at due to going directly from one engagement to another without taking any time to recharge. That combined with entering combat in a zone his Gunpla would have a disadvantage in would hopefully be his undoing by the end of this. Statistically speaking, the Alvaaron was technically a superior machine compared to the Leo - especially thanks to it's anti-beam coating and GN Field effectively rendering the Leo's Beam Cannons next to useless against it. So Riku needed to play his cards right.

Luckily, he knew the Alvaaron's GN Field needed to consume particle energy reserves in order to be deployed. So if Riku could force Seo to burn enough of his energy reserves, that would at least nullify or reduce the effectiveness of the GN Field. As for the coating, well, there wasn't much Riku could do about that, but thankfully all his other weapons were ballistic rather than beam type, so that could serve as a workaround.

After turning his Leo around to face the entrance he had just come through, Riku could see Seo's Alvaaron approaching fast. Like before, his next maneuver required timing. Unlike before, he'd potentially face a severe punish if he got this wrong. He readied the missile pods mounted on his Leo's legs, but didn't fire them until just as the Avaaron would make it through the entrance. However, Riku wasn't aiming for the Alvaaron - at least not directly. No, he had locked into the canyon walls on either side. His shot would hopefully trigger a rock slide directly over Seo as he made his entrance.

Unfortunately Riku didn't have time to watch the aftermath of his attack unfold. Instead he redirected power to the thrusters and once again made his way deeper into the canyon.

[User]
Lion @Shiyonichi

There Jun was, the thrill of battle rushing through his body as he faced off against three foes. Then a certain someone in a Red Zaku interrupted his fun. They even had the guts to take a shot at himself. However, watching the assailant make its entrance and attacks brought Jun enough time to react with a move of his own. The Captain Miracle removed the easily accessible Buster Gun from it's side and activated it's thrusters. The Gunpla slid across the surface in a half-circle around the Zaku, evading the machine gun fire at a hair's breath.

"Those moves,....Kai Asakura! Hey don't get in the way, I had them just where I wanted!" Jun stated angrily, he had thought back on Kai's battle that he had seen earlier this morning and thought they were familiar. "Dammit, now they're gonna get away! This is all your fault!" he looked at one of his monitors and caught sight of the three GN-Xs and the Graze leaving the scene.

Jun clenched his teeth in frustration, he was caught between wanting to take down Kai and taking on the group that was escaping. Without waiting, the Captain Miracle charged forward, weaving left and right in it's pursuit as it fired it's blaster multiple times at the Red Zaku. At the same time he was readying the Zamber in his other hand to slash at Kai once he closed the distance. "Well, the best solution is to just take you down first and then get rid of them afterwards! Yeah!! That's definitely the best challenge to take on!!"

[Assistant]
Kai turned as the Crossbone made it half circle to prevent it from flanking him. In a contrast to Jun energetic movement dodged the beam shots with the minimal amount of movements weaving through the beam barrage by moving an inch to the right or left allowing it to pass by hit in a narrow miss as he did a tight zigzag forwards, as he seemed to have intended to finish this in melee battle as he put his machine gun back and seemed to reach for his heat hawk...

Only that was a feint.

The Zaku suddenly kicked the ground sending a wave of wet sand fly at Jun to blind him, using the opening the Zaku flicked his shoulder putting the Bazooka at it's side and detaching a Bazooka clip from the shoulder shield which went fly upwards before being caught by the other hand of the Zaku which quickly put it into place in a single smooth motion, turning the usual four second reload into a second and a half.

The Red Zaku jumped up to create space to fire the Bazooka at Jun. Then using the recoil and the Zaku thrusters to boost himself further upward to get to a vantage point for a juicier target, the retreating G-NXs, they were currently dragging their injured comrade away meaning they were closer and clustered together and they were also slowed down and now where focusing on Naoki who went to chase them down. Kai grabbed on to the Bazooka with both arms to stabilize his shot before firing, with full intent to finish them off.


[System]
Normal Appearance:
peaking just above twelve meters, she stands under Optimus Prime only barely.

Alternate form:
Mightly large and unwieldy, Prism's vehicle is perfect for taking a hit and ramming into others and walls. It's large size also allows her t carry additional cargo while in vehicle mode.

Former faction: Autobots

Role: Heavy Weapons/Demolition

Weapons and tools: -Shoulder mounted Gatling guns
-shoulder mounted rockets (Can be used briefly, but requires external power source)
-Demolition tools
-Dual shotguns hidden in legs
-multitude of grenades
-deployable struts to stand still.
-python-like biceps (Prism flexes haughtily while laughing)

Personality: While tough and gruff, Prism enjoys a good laugh. It's hard to find a good laugh in the wasteland that she lives in, but she tries her best to keep her chin up. She knows the struggles of war, having been an Autobot for decades, if not a century or two, she can't quite keep track of how long it's been since actual, full on peacetime. Was it just centuries? She couldn't remember if it was that or even longer.

She respected the Last of the Primes. She still does. Though, Prism couldn't help but think that the main reason she was left on Cybertron was because how much exploding she tended to do on a regular basis. Even with her hopes, the back of her mind does scorn Optimus to some level for abandoning their planet.

History: Prism has always seen war. There were very few moments in time in which she didn't remember one faction fighting against another. She didn't join the Autobots solely for the sake of fighting the good fight. She was good with heavy weapons and explosives since her creation, and she knew it. If anyone was going to be their demolition expert, it was going to be her. Unfortunately, Brawn was a couple steps ahead of her in the Demo department. He worked as a friend and ally to Prism, even showing her a few new things every once and a while. He deserved to be the resident Explosives man, but she still wished to take the spot from him.

She looked up to Prime and the others, eventually looking just to her side to see them as she worked with them against the Decepticons. When they eventually left the planet, Optimus refused to let her go with them aboard the Ark. He had told her that she would help keep together whatever fragments were left of the Autobots, and that she would be able to lead a sect of her own, but it didn't work out as they planned. The Autobots quickly fell apart under the appointed lead of Prism, and the Autobots were a thing of the past. Luckily, it seemed as if the rival faction had shared the same fate, so it wasn't all too bad.

Without anything to do, Prism spent her time taking care of herself, continuing to hone her bomb making and disarming skills, as well as keeping her aim straight. It wasn't until she hit a roadblock in her learning that she decided to try again to rebuild the planet, knowing that just the Autobots weren't going to be enough. She needed the help of her enemies as well. With that, she sent out a beacon to call any and all willing bodies to help her rebuild.

Extras and additional information: Prism has a deployable EOD mask, but uses it for combat as well.
Voice -Claudia Christain
Theme Song -Technologic VS Feel Good Inc - Daft Punk and Gorillaz

Relations with other characters: Nightscream - "Who is SHE calling a Sparkling!?"

Sklog - "Pretty quiet, but that's not a bad thing."

Turbulence - "He just... He fell out of the sky!"

[User]
The explanation as to what Nightscream was doing was not fully understood by Prism. Her eyes shifted from the protoform and Sklog, watching as everything was hooked up and pieced together. When Nightscream recommended leaving the room, Prism complied and left the way she came in, walking out and allowing Nightscream to work in piece. In the meantime, she would lean against the wall that the door was on with a solemn look on her face, still reliving the recent events. Her eyes angled downward, looking at the floor and refusing to look at Turbulence if he had decided to join her outside.

"We're in this because of me." She muttered to himself. "The big guy could be dead or worse, because I couldn't take orders."

[Assistant]
Locked once more at out of the lab, this time with good reason with their well-being in mind, both Turbulence and Prism were tasked to wait until Nightscream required their aid. But considering that Sklog in his new body may take things badly as Nightscream was predicting, assistance would have been preferred. At the same time though, better for the Decepticon not-so-mad scientist than the Autobots, especially since she had a force field to protect herself with. Though with an very likely anger Sklog in the room with a brand new suped-up body to use, Turbulence has lingering doubts how well Nightscream could handle something so unpredictable now.

Just like the Con' anticipated and not a moment too sooner did Turbulence pick up the muffled roaring of Sklog's tempered re-awaking on the other side of the sealed metallic doors to the lab. It was evidently clear that an intense thrashing was ensuing in the lab and more so probable was Sklog raging against the shielded Nightscream with whatever he could get his hands on - or even do for that matter. So far though, Nighscream had not reached out to the Autobots yet which meant the situation was so far under control. But for how long?

As a soldier, Turbulence was uneasy to the uncomplicated fact of a struggle going down nearby without him being involved in it; even it was to subdue Sklog had circumstances or choices been different. The Autobot contemplated the use of his weaponry in order to shift against the Dinobot or whatever he would be considered now. Unfortunately though his high caliber and explosives would agitate the confused big guy or worse; kill him. With the racket on the other side of the doors still present, Turbulence paced around the hallway too deep in thought to pay any attention to Prism. But with is her earlier expressions would talk for her, the Autobot flyer would have guessed a hint of sadness and likely regret. Still feeling contempt of Prism's foolish actions as of recently, he grappled with the need to scorn her for poor choices made and to remind Prism of the outcome that was now happening. Then again though, she may already know that considering how silent she had become with her head facing the floor.

Tired of not only waiting but hearing the unending shouts and violence within the lab, Turbulence became fed up and opened a channel with the besieged Nighscream, "Big guy really does not sound happy from over here. Do you have any ideas on how to stop him other than hoping to tire him out?"

[User]
Sklog's wakeup was going about as well as could be expected. At least it was a better result than if he did not wake up at all. Despite being attacked - well, under siege really if she was to rate the force of the blows Sklog was dishing out at her - she couldn't help but take a moment to let her ego shine. She created this, and it worked! She was one step closer to Primus himself!

Her vents were starting to have trouble dissipating the excess heat her protective field was generating, so Nightscream decided to try and talk before doing something more drastic to contain the raging ex-dinobot. Raising her forearms with palms up to show she wasn't armed, she tilted her head to the side. "Is that the thank you I get for postponing your reunification with the Allspark by one lifetime? If you long for it so much, that can still be arranged. Now why don't you use that actually working processor you have in your head now to pause and analyze the situation?" she tried reasoning first, although her wireless was linking to the mainframe and ready to set off the lab's defensive countermeasures.

"How touching, you 'Bots do care!" Nightscream silently replied to Turbulence, "I have it under control. If he refuses to calm down I'll flood the room with anti-intruder foam. It will cement the two of us solid in here so you two would have to chisel us out, but it will hold Big guy and give him time enough to calm down." she shared her plan. She just used up the only spare chassis they had here barring Blackarachnia's, and she wasn't about to have it offlined by weapons fire.

[Assistant]
"This." She muttered to herself, obviously aware of what was going on with Sklog and Nightscream. "This is why Optimus made me stay. It wasn't because he needed someone to pick up the scraps of the planet, but because he knew that something like this would happen with the fleet and I'd risk everyone to ease my curiosity." She was firm in her belief that Optimus didn't trust her enough to let her board the Ark. If her recent actions were anything to make note of, it was that sometime of a similar caliber would have happened to Optimus and the others if she had gone with them, and then there would be no chance at all of beating Megatron.

Slowly, she pushed herself off of the wall and looked to the door, her hand rummaging around one of the compartments of her demo bag to find something. Once she found it, she smirked and knocked on the door with her free hand, whistling to hopefully gain some attention. "Yoo hoo~" She sang. "House cleaning!"

[User]
Sklog continued his onslaught against the decpticon's shield, he was filled with anger and didn't want to listen to reason. He was hurting both inside and on the outside, his joints felt foreign and his now super sped thinking was frightening him and gave him the equivalent of a headache. Suddenly his attention was taken away from Nightscream as Prism tapped on the door with a mocking tone.

This broke Sklog, he was getting angrier by the second now but the sight of Prism got him even angrier than before. 'Tall-bot do this. Tall-bot bring Sklog to room.' Sklog thought as he didn't even bother to call Prism by name as he was filled with rage. Sklog dashed for the door, mace in hand, and with all of his new body's might he struck the door's seemingly weakest point. His joints ached from the huge amount of exertion and even his mechanical parts groaned in protest of what the Predacon did but a little more pain was nothing for Sklog as he felt hurt enough already. Sklog just hoped that his blow would break through the door.

[Assistant]
"Understood." Turbulence "Lets us know if it come to..."

The Autobot's words trailed off as he watched Prism suddenly pull herself free from the wall she leaned against for tome before casually walking up to the door with a totally different expression on her face. Turbulence did not know what Prism was intending on as she searched through her compartments, but after she apparently found what she was looking for, an unexpected smirk had then formed, instantly spelling dreaded uncertainty for the Autobot flyer. Before Turbulence could even question her motives, Prism had then began to knock on the large metallic door, while mocking the lab's occupants at the same time.

What the-

"Prism? What are you-" Turbulence's questioning demand fell short just as a loud reply from the other side assailed the sealed doors, "Dammit, Prism! What are you doing?!"

[User]
With Sklog distracted by Prism, Nightscream altered her plans on the fly. Doing a quick calculation and taking Sklog's new size to account along with the countermeasures she put into that chassis, the engineer opted to give him a full dose of both of her null rays. Even then it would be barely enough to bring him down for a few minutes, but that was all Nightscream would need to restrain him.

The blast was indeed a heavy one, transferring through the door as easily as through Sklog's frame, likely giving a nasty jolt to the Bot on the other side as well. Nightscream shut down her shield, letting the vents cool her down. She felt a pang of jealousy at seeing it's might - she was this close to being able to get rid of Megatron herself, and then Prime up and left, dragging Megatron away with him. And now her piece of art was inhabited by that brute and her vision for Cybertron was reduced to four people on a rusting planet.

Sometimes, she just wanted to up and leave, see what Other systems ins pace had to offer.

[Assistant]
That smirk was there on Prism's face until the bitter end, patiently waiting for Sklog to rip the door down so that she could activate her little toy. She didn't answer Turbulence, only flashing him a smirk as she returned her attention to the door. However, that did not seem to come quick enough. Prism let out an unexpected scream of pain as the energy of the Null ray easily caught her as well. While it still wasn't the full effect of the ray, she still felt a nasty pain from it, enough so to bring her to a knee. She was curious as to what effect it had on Sklog, now unsure if she should be still calling him a Dinobot despite the different chassis.

"Fun." She breathed out, her body laboring and working on a speedy recovery. She hoped that Nightscream knew what she was doing, and she hoped that she didn't just create more problems to sort out. She pocketed the little device back into the compartment on her thigh, bringing herself back up to her feet at a cautious snail's pace.


[System]
Age: 18

Appearance: Rock n Roll

Arcana: Hanged Man

Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.

Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.

So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.

Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.

Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.

Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.

Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.

Appearance:

Abilities: Agi, Makatranda

Non-Persona Users

Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.

Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.

Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg

Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.

Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.

Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.

She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.

[User]
Manor of Creation - Mirror World
10/5/2015 Sunday

"It'll be fine... As long you know how to use your Persona...", he responded. Her face plus the whip was a clashing image. One one hand cute, the other hand sadistic... Well at the very least she's quite eager to tackle this dungeon. That was a plus, high morale, maybe it'll balance out Matthew's up and coming fear. Once the party was ready, they headed on in.

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Manor of Creation - First Floor
10/5/2015 Sunday

As they stepped into the manor, they looked around and it was... Well-kept. Huh. The floors were clean, the carpet was pristine and it was a semi-bright lighting from the chandelier above the entrance hall. The walls were however, adorned with pictures. Caricatures and silhouettes filled them, the people within were not identifiable at all, but you can clearly tell who and what the characters were. It seemed to be telling a story, and as they followed it with their eyes, they would realize it was like a comic strip of wall mounted paintings, telling the story as you walk down the hallway.

"Oho... Oh... This place isn't so ba-",

*THUD*

"AAAAAD NEVERMIND!", Matthew almost jumped from his position.

The door slammed shut behind them followed with sinister laughter. The voice was identified as a girl, but beyond the laugh, there was no more. No words... Like Chiaki's dungeon, it seemed this shadow had more presence over the entire dungeon than ones before her... Not to mention, this one seemed to control the dungeon too. This could get difficult.

"Well, let's do what we came here for", said Rui, keeping point. Leiko though seemed to be rather enthralled with the story along the wall, and seemed to be taking it in as they went, while Matthew shrunk to the far back of the party.

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Sieghardt Kasumi- Warakuma Public Library- May 10th

With the midterms coming up soon despite Sieg's parents constant various teachings and educational trips. Really just one educational lecture after the other, they still made him study up despite the fact that he could probably at this point give questions even the teacher had no answer for. So of course they drove him down to the library and gave him specific instruction to spend most of his day here studying. So even though he promised they still had a back up plan in the form of his various servant watching the exits. Just to make sure he doesn't walk away and say he was there most of the day. So walking into the building he got the books for the subject he would need most help with, that being the lovely world of science.

Taking the couple of book over to a table, he could easily make out a few students from Warakuma. One being Alekei that he saw at the drama club. To be fair it would be hard to miss someone that big at a drama club. At his table he heard a somewhat familiar voice helping this student out, he believed his name was Sato. He only had a bare minimum conversation with him, and that was when he dropped his papers everywhere. He himself couldn't help but look at the answer he helped on. "Hes correct." Sieg simply stated before looking back down at his notes and the textbooks.

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Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Public Library | Sunday, May 10 2015

The library was rather crowded this day - unsurprisingly, seeing as the mid-terms were coming up and the library was the best place to study for them if one wanted to use more than just one's own textbooks. To that end, most of the library-goers happened to be students; their noses buried in books of various subject. Kotori also happened to be among them - standing before one shelf containing various books on English, she already held two in her arms whilst scanning the backs of those she had left standing to see if there were any others that might be of interest in her studies. Though she usually scored well enough, she still felt that it might be best to get a little extra outside input instead of just relying on the school textbooks - something she'd already done for the most of these last few days.

That, combined with her notes from classes was usually sufficient - but with the usual atmosphere around school when big tests came up, she still couldn't help but feel a little nervous too. Most of her classmates' topics of conversation came back to it sooner or later - at least those that were present, as she remembered that Akane had been absent both Friday and Saturday. Hoping the other girl hadden gotten a cold at such an inopportune time, Kotori took down one book from the upper-most shelf - one of the few times she was glad to be a little on the taller side, seeing as she didn't need to get on tip-toes to do so; if only barely - before opening it to glance over the table of contents to see whether it might be relevant. Shaking her head lightly when that turned out to not be the case, she put it back before deciding to make do with what she already had and looked around for an empty table to sit down at.

Doing so, she saw one or two classmates together with their friends poring over what looked like math books at one table. At another, a young man sat alone - Kotori's gaze quickly wandered on when she noticed the sharp-dressed man's scowl that seemed like he really didn't want to be here. Oddly enough, he hadn't been the first such person she'd seen about town - they seemed to have just popped up out of nowhere from one day to another. Looking further, she recognised a familiar, if mostly hidden face in Shizuka, her clubmate from Agriculture Club. She was just about to raise a hand in greeting when a boy stepped up behind her and spoke to her - it looked like she'd come with study partners as the boy at the same table looked up too. Rather than interrupt the three, she came to the conclusion that none of the nearby tables were empty - the final two were occupied by a blue-haired boy with a backpack at his side and, as she realised a moment later, another familiar student in the form of Alexei.

She was about to raise a hand in greeting a second time - when she stopped half-way as she remembered the rather odd sight that he'd been the last time she'd seen him in the Flowershop a few days ago. She still didn't know what that had been about - but not only was it now already a few days in the past, but she didn't exactly feel like it would be very appropriate to inquire about such a thing. Furthermore, he wasn't alone - beside him was another girl and they both seemed focused on their studies. Only at a second glance did Kotori notice that the girl's features had a distinction to them similiar to Alexei's that made it evident that she too wasn't from around here - which, given that he'd ordered flowers for both his mother and sister, made the conclusion that she was said sister an easy one.

Given that she didn't want to disturb any one those present in their studies but also needing a table to read on, Kotori decided on a seat at the Dragunov siblings' table; her hand lowered from its previously half-raised state as she approached the table, readjusting her glasses as she did. "Uhm..." she started, her voice even more quiet than usual given that they were in a library. "Is... this seat taken...?" Kotori asked, glancing between the two - whilst at the same time avoiding a direct greeting as she wasn't sure if it wouldn't be rude to either greet only one but not the other or embarassing instead if she had been wrong about the girl's identity after all.

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Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Public Library | May 11th

It seemed that he did end up being the fool. He quickly settled down with his texts again, focusing on the text when a light whisper caught his attention. He turned to look at the familiar bespectacled form of his benefactor standing near him burdened by a few texts that she held comfortably.

"Ah! Kotori-chan." he said turning to stand up and move his material and chair a bit further to accommodate the new member of their table.

"Please, be my guest." he followed, pointing at the chair. Hearing the words, Elena too looked up from her books to see the gentle looking younger Shirohane and shifted her materials to her side to make more room for the older girl.

"That's my baby sister, Elena." Alexei said motioning at her as he looked at Kotori.

"She's the girl behind your much loved bouquets." he said to Elena who smiled brightly on learning of the fact. She waited for the girl to settle down before gently clutching her hand and giving her thanks.

"Thank you, Senpai for all those wonderful bouquets. I hope to be half as good as you someday." she said with admiration.


[System]
Age: 31(Fledgling)
Appearance: Rex is a smaller unassuming vampire at first, but maintains a good muscular form no doubt aided by his species' natural abilities. His eyes are so pale blue they are nearly colorless at first, but when he's using his vampiric charm they turn solid black. Written all over him are runic symbols, something he's not exactly certain why his father had them given to him, as he only remembers the last 15 years of his life and they've been there since then. Raven black hair is slicked back out of his face, and he's fond of leather jackets and always has a blade or six on him.

Personality: Rex is studious, unsure of how he has his knowledge but knows that he's been out of commission for a while after a major event, his father being killed, leading him to find his killers. He does not crave violence, a bit uneasy at his need to drink blood to survive, often drinking from other's Thralls. He rarely uses his Charm, knowing that if he does and others find out he'll be hunted before he finds his answers. He holds great disdain for the Hunters, as he and his father never did any of the atrocities their other side of the family committed. Instead his father had found something so major it made him start spending a lot of time moving around, Rex following as he found more and more evidence, eventually leading to his father's death.

Other: Rex does have magic outside of his charm, though it's magic his father gained from a Seidkonna and a Skullbird named Skuggi. Skuggi is an incredibly smart beast, able to understand speech and communicates through imagery. When stressed, Skullbirds fade into their shadow to hide, and are incredibly weak to light magic and fire, though are known to be only temporarily killed as they are a form of undead raven and only holy magic can banish them.

[User]
Rex sat in the study of Lord Mayor Jivarn's office. He'd commandeered the place from him for a few days, the Elder vampire having been a friend of his father, Magnus. He had gotten hold of a report on a subject he was very interested in, the rise of nonsapient undead. It was information he had been trying to get the Council to actually acknowledge but they refused to do so, since it would mean being open to an alliance with their most hated enemy and the current de-facto leader of the Council, Lord Regent Argos, hated his father and him by extension, sneering that he wasn't fully of age yet to hold any weight, even if he was the King.

"My King,." Lord Jivarn poked his head in, the slim vampire looking at him. "A hunter has entered the City. I thought you'd might like to know. He appears to be alone for now. As you know only a select few know of your presence here."

Rex nodded. "With this new report... I can no longer wait on a Council led by that fool. I thought we'd changed, especially when Uncle and the others were hunted down. Skuggi, go check the skies, it's a cloudy night so you'll be fairly unseen." A fluttering of wings headed out into the night. Standing, Rex headed for his jacket and gloves. A plain mask went over his face, hiding away the tattoos around his eyes and the rest of his face. Either side would have a field day if they knew he was here. As far as the Council was concerned he'd vanished from his home, a note saying he was travelling. He stepped outside, breathing deeply before he slipped into the night.

[Assistant]
Jay moved to reach for his cellphone, before he realized he had chucked it into the river on the way here. He held back a laugh before he moved to pull up his bag again to walk to the bedroom to put his things away.
The Young Hunter didn't know how long he was going to be here, but he knew things weren't going to be easy.

Wyf gave a small rumble before she set off into the air and flew around the bedroom to find a suitable roosting place. She watched her owner set up and settle in a bit more.
Jayce looked at the time and moved over towards the kitchen.
Jay glanced around, the house to an outsider, looked normal. But to a trained sight; small parts of the walls seemed slightly out of line, holding compartments that held material and items for hunting the Unknown species- Not that Jay intended to use anything like this, it was for the other Hunters.

Jay felt the shift in weather from a mile away, he got here when it was overcast, but now as the night slowly bloomed; the clouds rolled closer and bubbled in the sky.
The sound of rain slowly started to trickle on the cottage roof; the quiet sound of nature made Jay smile for a moment before he moved to place a book on the Kitchen table.
"God knows what the Vampires will do if they find me here..." He trailed off for a moment, "A Hunter entering a sanctuary, that'd be a cause for concern. I hope they don't get the wrong idea..."

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Rex was grateful for remembering to bring an umbrella, as the clouds above began their downpour. A hunter in a sanctuary city... A foreboding sign. If he had chosen any other one he'd most likely be dead due to the Council's extreme prejudice against hunters. With that in mind, Rex made his way to where the report came from. He'd always liked the feel of this city, it was a rare bastion against the struggle for survival for him and the rest of the Unknown. He'd always wondered why the Humans would let their fear rule them when it came to those who were different. Sure there were always a few bad eggs, but neither side seemed willing to work towards peace.

"I just want someone to actually listen for once..." Rex sighed. "They're blind to the danger that surrounds them..."

But right now he needed to make contact with this hunter. He was well aware of the danger, but he was no fool. A simple whisper sent Skuggi towards the cottage, the shadowy bird shifting into shadows to examine the house. What he found was odd, a solitary hunter, young. Rex frowned as Skuggi alighted on his shoulder. "A scout" the bird had thought to him. He didn't look armed but Rex was cautious as he strolled up to the door, for all intents and purposes just appearing there as he knocked loudly to be heard above the rain.

[Assistant]
Jay moved to the fridge to see what they had stashed inside. He knew that someone kept the house stocked while no Hunters were here; Although he wasn't sure if it was a Spirit or another Unknown kept by the Hunters to do so.
He pulled out a small can of lemonade and opened it before he heard someone knock on the door. He let out a small whistle to call Wyf to her. Wyf took to the air and flittered quickly to Jayce's body, tucking under his hoodie quietly and hiding.

The Hunter moved towards the door before he moved to open it slowly. He blinked at the look of the figure on the other side of the door.
"Good evening." Jayce said politely, "May I help you with anything?" He asked with a small tilt of his head.
To Rex, he wouldn't seem like a Hunter; he didn't have the armour they always seemed to wear, he was in plain clothes, he was unarmed... But the male had a weird aura to him, it was soft and calming.

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Rex waited, after his knock. Skuggi preened himself on his shoulder as the door opened to reveal the cottage's occupant. It struck him as odd, he didn't look lile any hunter Rex had seen, for starters. No visible arms, no place to really hide arms. Also he was so damn tall, standing over half a foot above Rex. There was also something else about him, Rex feot calmed by it and had never seen what it was before, which set him on edge a bit more.

"Greetings." Rex decided to keep it cordial. At least he wasn't being immediately attacked. "I am Rex, I was given notice that a Hunter had entered our fine city. You do know the General Council has a Detaining Order and the Vampire Court demands all Hunters be put to death immediately when found, yes? Either you are very confident in your skills, or you are a scout." His tone was matter-of-fact, while still being quitee polite. Rex instinctively knew his Charm would most likely backfire if used here. Skuggi was intently watching the hoodie, having seen the catvyrn before.

[Assistant]
Jayce looked down at the smaller Vampire, his nose twitched slightly before he blinked at his words.
"I had the belief this was a safe haven." He started slowly before he moved his hands behind his back. His Catvyn poked her head out of his hood and gave a small whistle. She looked towards the Bird on the Vampires shoulder and gave a small whistle.

He moved to lift his hand with a gentle smile. "Rest assured I mean Unknowns no harm." He started, "I can say I am no Scout, no. I'm... A proper Hunter, but I'm not here to harm anyone. I'm here for research and information." He almost bit his tongue, wanting to continue his sentence, he wanted to mention he was here without the other Hunters knowing.

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Rex thought for a moment. Research and information, hmm? He was of no threat, he was certain, and Rex would make sure he was left alone, telling the hunter as much. "Very well. This Sanctuary is run by my father's friend, an Elder vampire on the Council. He will see you are not to be disturbed."

Skuggi gazed into the catvyrn's eyes intently. He cawed once and wehnt back to preening. "I do, however have a few questions for you if you have the time? I am looking into something important and I might not get a chance to compare notes like this again. Frankly, your kin are quite rude and irritable."

[Assistant]
Jay blinked at the Vampires words. "I mean, if undisturbed means not hunted or killed; I would be more than happy." Jay said with a small smile, "I do really mean you no Harm." He said before he nodded in agreement to the next string of questions.

"I would be more than happy to answer questions!" He said, stepping aside to offer the doorway to Rex, "Come on in, I have drinks if you'd like one too." He said as Wyf gave a small mew at him, "Yes Wyf, I'm sure this is safe." He turned back towards Rex. "And I can agree to that last statement," He started, "Hunters tend to be... More than irritating to your kind. And I apologize for that."

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Rex nodded at his words. "Very good." He entered the cottage, eyes scanning around as he left his umbrella by the door. He removed his jacket and held it under an arm as he turned to Jay. "Forgive my rudeness, I am Rex. Indeed my name is also the same as my status, though I refuse to align myself to my forebears other than my father." He gave a small dip of his head.

"As for the information..." He paused for a moment. "I have found an unusual amount of nonsentient undead recently. So much so that at first glance looks like a ghoul infestation... However, it's more than that. There is a necromancer, I think it might even be something stronger than that, raising bodies of both of our kin... I have taken measures to keep my own family from rising again, as I don't think either of our sides would want that but it appears that this might have lead to my father's death. This is what he was researching before the Hunter Helbram killed him."

[Assistant]
"I understand the hesitation to introduce yourself; I don't see it as rudeness." Jayce said with a small smile, he moved to close the door.
"I'm Jayce, but please call me Jay." He started before he motioned to his Catyvrn companion, "And this is Wyf, she won't harm you. She's a cuddler not a fighter." He said with a laugh as Wyf gave a string of angry sounds before flittering into his Hoodie and attempted to tickle her owner.

Jay twitched slightly as he walked into the Kitchen before he motioned to Rex to have a seat, pulling one out as Wyf fluttered out of his sleeve.
Jay's eyes narrowed as Rex mentioned about the Undead.
"That's why I'm here too." he admitted, "The Hunter's didn't really see this as a high risk as of yet, so I took it upon myself, without anyone elses knowledge, to take a look into it."
He froze as he had blurted out what he was trying to keep hidden. He almost hit himself but braved through it with a smile, Maybe the Vampire wouldn't care- Or better yet, be happy that he didn't tell the others where he went.

"I told them I was heading in the opposite direction, and then found out they had a tracker in my phone so I ended up throwing it into a river." He said with a small smile. He realized how side-tracked he was getting before he cleared his throat.
"RIght, where were we?" He asked before he moved to the fridge, "First of all, would you like a drink?"

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Rex nodded. "My companion is Skuggi. As you can tell he is no ordinary raven, but a Skullbird. Most of his kind are hidden, as the Seidmann and Seidkonna aren't usually willing to part with a valuable familiar such as these. Don't mind his manners he's a bit cold at worst." He listened as Jay spoke, nodding as he said he was looking into it. It struck him as odd that they would ignore the threat of the Feral Undead. "They are fools, the lot of them. The Council deems themselves safe in their Castles, the Hunters find solace in their Dens. Meanwhile the threat grows and those willing to take it on are few. I myself am... Hidden from my Court. They view me as a child, as I've yet to hit my first century. They cannot deny my right to the throne but can stop me from doing anything since I have not reached the "proper" age. As for a drink, a mint tea would be very welcome."

He shifted in his seat. "This first meeting will have to be relatively short for now... As I do not have my notes with me at this moment, and to have you come with me to the Manor would be a bad idea. Tell me, what is your magical Heritage, I will admit that there is a queer presence around you and I find my natural vampiric charms rebuffed, of course I haven't used my magic, nor would I as that would be rude, but you have a charm of your own it would seem." He eyed the man in front of him. He gave off more presence than any human he'd seen outside of a hedge mage and yet his seemed more... Ancient.


[System]
Race: Cat girl - Beast Folk
Class: Warrior Mage

Blessings:
 Immortality - She doesn't age.
 Partial vampirism - can drink blood and draw power from it.

Inventory:
Magic vault bag - has the storing capacity of 1x3 meters chest.
Many random trinkets
Gold and gems.
Amazon clothing.

Necromantic bone scepter – boosts dark magic.
Vampire necromantic robe – boosts dark magic.

Adventurer's clothes - sturdy set of comfortable clothes, suitable for every adventurer.

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"We just did what we felt we should…" Naisha replied as she kneeled next to Karette. It was sad to see the great proud amazon in such state because of poison. Naisha almost fell like forcibly dragging the witch back here to heal the queen, but she understood that if Krieli'nas knew about this, she will already return right away. Listening to Karette taught her another thing though, the witch herself was in a position of power among that Great tower of witches. She had to protect her kind too…

 "That chimera can already be considered dead… if that demon lord tries to stop us, he won't live long himself." Naisha replied, a very serious look appearing on her face. Problem was she doubted the queen will survive the time needed to get to that place and back. Nai still in her Sage of the endless seas form, reached with her hands and placed them on Karette's chest. Then she asked politely for Amalthea to let the queen go for a moment." Sacrifice art, eternal blood flow." She whispered as her hands glowed and a bubble of water formed around her and the queen. They needed to stop or slow the poison to get the needed time. Well Naisha had the skill for it. As she held her hands on the queen's chest, under the effect of the spell, their bodies connected. Naisha used her magic to make her blood compatible with Karette's and vice versa. She made the blood flow from her to the queen and back for a little while, distilling it from the poison inside her body and giving the queen fresh blood. After a little her power faded and the magic ended. Naisha lost all power in her body and fell backwards onto Alex. In difference to the queen, Nai's body under her elemental water spirit form could take the poison more or less. Now inside her body the poison was barely present and was already under final destruction. She couldn't remove all of Karette's poison, but that should have bought them enough time to reach that temple and get back.

 "Let's get going. I will rest while we travel… I will recover soon enough." Naisha said, but she was currently unable to really get up on her own. She was going to get better as soon as her the last traces of poison left her body and she recovered the strength she expended. Then she turned to Amalthea, the girl had potent healing magic it seemed." We shall return with the cure... I deluded the poison quite a bit so her condition shouldn't worsen as fast as before."

[Assistant]
Alex watched awe Naisha preformed her magic as Amalthea stopped and pulled away to let it happen. Karette's breathing eased a little and gave a soft sigh. Alex caught Naisha as she fell back, holding her up gently to give her support. "If you do encounter Deceit... I reccommend you avoid combat. He isn't someone to trifle with including the rest of the Dark Lord's. Thankfully, they are still trapped in the Beyond... So their full power won't be out, but their influence is. He'll mess with your mind, but he cannot be killed. Walk carefully... And thank you." she smiled, reaching her hand up and gripping their hands before letting it rest at her side.

Alex nodded before standing, helping Naisha up before seeing their horses guided to them by a dwarf. Helping Naisha onto the red hare, Alex mounted the red hare as well before heading out of the village. "Think we will really make it back in time?" Alex asked, allowing Naisha to press her back against Alex's front while Alex gripped the reigns of the demon horse.

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"Don't worry, just get some rest. We will be back before you know it." Naisha replied to the queen, before they left her side. The mage felt so very tired from what she just did to try to safe Karette's life. It was a tiring magic art, one that drained incredible amount of magic to work and on top of it, it was only possible to use in the water spirit form she invoked. If she had managed to continue keeping that spell working for a few or more hours, the queen might have been completely saved, but Nai's own life was going to end. It wasn't called sacrifice art for nothing, for better or worse she couldn't keep the spell up that long though. Her ability to maintain those forms was well limited.

 "I certainly hope so…" Naisha replied as they were riding on the horse towards the place where that temple was supposed to be." What I did… should buy us enough time, but her wounds were quite deep so the poison managed to make it's way and spread through her body fast. I cleaned what I could with the time I had." The mage said, relaxing as she was leaning her back into Alex." It won't be easy for Karette. She looked better when we left, but that's merely an illusion created by my magic. Before she was going to die a rather painful and quick enough death, now she is going to die a very slow and painful one. I did some testing on the poison within my body with my magic. It's a very nasty stuff, the witch is better suited to deal with it as it is demonic in nature and witches themselves possess demonic magic to different degrees." Nai replied as she began feeling she was falling asleep." Wake me when you get tired… by then I should have recovered enough and we will switch." Naisha said with a smile. If they switched like that and did not stop, they were going to take a lot less time to arrive and return. The horse was good enough and with some help from magic once she recovered her strength, it was going to be possible! Naisha felt for a first time in forever that she had a place where she belonged. With Alex next to her, she was going to be able to live anywhere, but being with the amazons actually felt very good. She felt at home! Though the way she also started to feel about Karette also helped that. Naisha truly loved Alex, but at the same time she started to grow feelings for the queen as well. It wasn't the same pure love like with her childhood friend, but it felt strong anyway.

[Assistant]
Alex nodded as she listened to Naisha, gently wrapping a arm around her. "Alright sleep well Nai... Don't worry. She's a pretty tough woman." she said softly, letting the cat girl sleep soundly. It was quite amazing, them running off on a journey to save a Queen they had just... Done intimate things with last night. They had just met her yesterday, yet it felt like they could know just about what she was about by just standing by the Queen. Karette was strong and powerful, perhaps one of the best warriors in this world, considering it took sort of dirty means into taking her down. Despite odds, she kept her values and followed her duty and tradition, but yet was willing to change them if it favored helping others. She seemed firm and wise, yet held quite a bit of kindness. But wasn't hesitant in battle. If the Queen had willed it, she probably really could of made them do whatever she wished. Yet she had willingly given them such.. Gentle love and understanding of their lost spirits. It was no wonder village loved their Queen. She made it difficult not to. It was a shame, if she died.

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It took awhile, but they soon came into a dark land. The ground of black stone as it led to a large ominous temple. It looked very likely that this was the place, as it just seeped of dark energy. Dismounting from the horse, Alex helped Naisha down and examined the structure. "Well.... Guess our first plundering will be some weird dark lord temple Eh?" she grinned a little.

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Hmmm this place gave of too much of evil presence. It's energy was too evil, no wonder it belonged to a dark lord. It made Nai feel shiver down her spine just by being near this place. She wanted to destroy it pretty much right away, but she wasn't sure that was a good idea. If she blew up this temple, who knew what sorts of counter effects it would have. She didn't want to summon something they couldn't handle just yet." Boost - double, protect, shell." Naisha quickly threw some strengthened shields around herself and Alex. As the witch had taught her already her usual protect spells she used from Spira wasn't very good here. There were too many strong magics here and beings capable of physical attacks that could shatter a normal protect spell like it was nothing. This boosted one, should hold better... hopefully.

 "We should start from somewhere anyway." Naisha agreed with Alex." I hoped we get to visit the sunken tower before we start doing something of this caliber, but we have no choice." The cat girl said and started walking towards the temple." Let's keep our eyes wide open, we have no idea what's waiting for us in there. If luck is on our side, we shall encounter that chimera and be out of there before anything bad happens... sadly things rarely go as planned." She said, snapping her fingers and creating a small glowing light orb above her hand. A cat's sight was decent in darkness, but she didn't want to take chances in this temple, besides Alex needed the light as well. Naisha hoped she will hear the thing with her incredible now hearing, but there was no sound of any creature from outside the temple. The whole area seemed dead quiet.

 Nai's fluffy ears twitched as she heard something so small that she almost missed it. She couldn't exactly made out what it was, but she heard it for certain." There is something inside. Heard some very small noise in this otherwise deadly silence." She said as she made another magic light and handed it to Alex. The mage tried to do a quick voiceless scan magic, but something within the temple was blocking that ability. At least during the travel to get to here, she had recovered enough to use her elemental spirits forms." Something is blocking my scan... I don't like this..." Nai said quietly as she slowed her pace so she can be closer to Alex.

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Alex watched as Naisha put up some shields for them before creating a glowing orb so the knight could see where they were going. Nodding a little, Alex moved quietly as she could through the dark quiet corridors. She gently put a hand on her partner's hip as Naisha moved closer to her. It was odd.. for things to be this quiet, barely any sound. There wasn't even the scurrying of rats. But there was something in here, Naisha had heard it. Maybe if they were lucky, it was just the Chimera. Yet, she couldn't shake the eerie feeling she was getting as they traversed the dark temple. Her blue eyes blinked as she felt something cloud her mind, like something diving right into it, filling it with fog while her body felt completely numb. She was about to voice it to Naisha, yet nothing came out and her body was walking normally. What was happening.

Out of her control, the Doom Knight leaned closer, breath hitting the back of the cat girl's neck then her furry ear. "Naisha..." she found herself whispering in such a sultry sounding voice. Oh. That was weird and embarrassing. Her hand on the mage's hip slid upward to brush up along Naisha's waist before reaching behind to slide her fingers along the spine. Down to the base of the fluffy tail. Gingerly petting it before gripping the base between her index finger and thumb. Sliding it along the feline appendage, while her other arm wrapped around Naisha.

[User]
This temple was putting Naisha on edge... She could barely contain the shiver that was going down her spine from expanding to her whole body. The darkness was almost overpowering in this place, the light spell she casted was barely able to illuminate the area around them. Problem was that Nai's utility magic was mostly weak or underdeveloped as she never really bothered with it. She usually spend her time on combat magic and offensive combat magic at that. Her defensive magic was in the sorry state because of that slight fact. She regretted not studying more utility spells now, but at the moment nothing could be done about it.

 Nai almost jumped when she heard Alex's sultry voice in her ear."Eeeh!?" She made a surprised sound as she felt the fingers running down her spine and then Alex's gripping her tail with two fingers. Nai's body tensed from the sensation of it." Alex... now it's not time time for... eeeeeeekkk!" She tried to talk to the knight, but she felt Alex move her fingers across her tail and she quickly lost the ability to talk." Alex, what's wrong with you!?" Nai finally managed to exclaim as she felt the knight's arm wrap around her body." Stop... it..." She brought herself to say.


[System]
Race: Ratman

Gender: male

Age: 20

Occupation: gentleman Thief, noble, he is also intraining to become an assassin

Personality/Interests: at first glance Azzrix seems laid back and not really caring, but that is not the case. He is a firm believer in the term blood is thicker than water, to him his family and their honor is most important to him. This a trait that most of his family. In terms of alignment Azzrix is lawful neutral. He is a devout follower in his family's codes of thievery and assassination. Honor his very important to him and unless he is doing an assassination Azzrix will almost never stab someone in the back both literally and figuratively.

Azzrix has no qualms with killing to make his reputation as an assassin known throughout the land. Vengeance is another trait of his personality and he will not think twice before getting revenge on those who have greatly offended. He can be good fun when he is not on mission and is willing to have a nice drink and talk with anyone who isn't an enemy. Despite his deceptive nature, Azzrix is very loyal to his friends and allies, he will never betray a friend or ally unless they have betrayed him.

Azzrix also has a superiority complex and thinks of himself as being the greatest thief in the world and superior to people outside of his family. Even though he thinks extremely highly of his skills, he will still be willing to learn new skills and techniques in thievery. He is extremely persuasive and deceptive, which has helped him become a gentlemen thief. Azzrix believes that deceiving and talking right is just as an important aspect of thievery as sneakiness is.

If you insult his family then he he will kill you or maim you badly for your dishonorable words. Mentally he is very smart and extremely cunning. Azzrix is not someone you want to get into a battle of wits with and he will try to always think up another plan if the last one fails thanks to great skill in multitasking.

His family code states that that he cannot steal from or assassinate the poor. His family believe that a proper challenge offers more fame and fortune, and Azzrix follows this code to the letter.

Appearance: He looks like an anthropomorphic rat and is very well groomed and carries himself like a noble.

Details Body build: he very well built, he is short but he has the muscles to go toe to toe with bigger opponents. His legs are of the right proportion to give him great agility evasiveness

Hair: fur

Hair color: blueish gray

Skin color: bluish gray

Eye/Iris color: blue

Height/Weight: five feet and five inches tall

Notable Features: he has a crescent moon mark on his cheek.

Clothing Description: he is from a noble family so his clothes are very well made and he could blend in perfectly as a socialite.

Equipment Weapon(s)

Rapier

Parrying Dagger

hand crossbow

Throwing Knives

Powers: he can communicate with and command rats.

Abilities: Ratmen are excellent climbers and have incredible senses especially sight and smell and are able to see in the dark. They also are extremely agile and can barely make a sound while running. Ratmen are very hardy and stout and can take hits and keep going thanks to their tougher bone structures. And they are by no means weak, they can hold their own in a fight of strnegth.

Talents: Azzrix has been trained in the art of thievery since he was a very young child and as a teenager he began his assassin training, all of these have given him great skills in these fields. He is an incredibly fast climber and a great jumper, he once was able to clear a fifteen foot span from one roof top to another.

Azzrix is an excellent swordsman and knife thrower, having trained in fancing and knife throwing since he was eight years old. He has also trained with light crossbows and is a very good marksmen. He is also an incredible unarmed combatant and thanks to his amazing agility Azzrix is amazingly evasiveness and can dodge extremely well. Azzrix is a great linguist and is excellent at learning and mastering languages.

Magic: he has no magic

impressions

[User]
Claire nodded along slightly as Historia explained for her. She looked at the page, as if she was gaining the information from there, but she was only listening inventively. After Historia was finished explaining, Claire was about to agree to the mission, but Historia added another comment on the end. Claire's eye twitched when she registered the offer. "I..." She let her mouth hanging open a tiny bit. Searching for a word yet again. "I would like that..." She concluded, replying to both the job offer, and the future assistance. "And...thank you." She added softly. She tried again to give a smile. It was there, though quite faint.

"Shall we...leave soon?" She gestured towards the door. She didn't have anything else to do, other than pick up her bag. If she was working alone she would have been on the road already, though she did tend to jump ahead when it came to acting and not thinking.

[Assistant]
[timeskip; after breakfast]

Several of the patrons left the Tavern in pursuit of missions the Priest had put up. Saha left her seat at the table to read the list of jobs available, at a short distance away from the gathered crowd. None interested her, and more importantly, they sounded too dangerous for her current state before she had regained full strength.

The Big Guy hollered with a piece of notice that he held in a giant hand.

"It said a couple lost their pet dog - a yellow mutt, goes by "Peanut", that's all - to be returned to 8 Bright Avenue, a red house in town. There's a reward, doesn't say how much or what it is."

Saha appraised the Big Guy: he looked strong and intimidating, stupid as ogres were, but he seemed nice-natured enough that she could use his strength to serve as protection as well as to get the simple job done. "Do you want to do this mission with me? I think you're just the right bloke for the job," she complimented.

"We better bring some food to bait the mutt," she said, from years of experience in trying to get close to animals as a Naga, and ordered a piece of steak to go from Bernard.

[User]
"Dogs like me." Said Drubbins happily at the snake bloke. He had no idea what Da Boss would want a dog returned to someone, but that was normal. Da Boss asks you to punch down a building you don't ask what's inside. Da Boss wants every slime in the area gathered up and shoved behind the same door, you don't ask why. Da Boss asks you to chop off your hand and let your blood spill into the stone circle, you ask "how much blood would ya like, Boss?"

He was also happy to have someone to come with him. Most Bosses didn't trust Drubbins to handle anything more complex than krumping a bloke on his own, and most of them at least sent someone to make sure he'd Krumped the right bloke.

He thumped his chest, threw the rest of the pancakes directly into his mouth, and garbled "You point me at dat Peanut and dat 'ouse and I'll do da rest."

[Assistant]
"Oh, I understand. Uhm, you can borrow my cloak if you want, you know. I don't mind." Even if Rimau was tough, Mysaren didn't want to have to deal with a pissy Zizz all the way up some mountains. She could live without the cloak, being pretty used to the cold. Her cloak was mostly just to disguise herself, make her blend in a bit, but it also helped with self esteem issues. She scratched her arm idly.

"I'm not a huge fan of mountains either, of course, but, well, hopefully the reward makes up for it," Maybe she could actually buy some form of transportation, a horse or a cart or something with the prize money. "Besides, a bunch of idiots who decided to hide up in the mountains shouldn't take us that long to dispatch, of course. We'll be out of there in no time." She didn't exactly know that, of course, but bandits and robbers weren't generally the smartest of people, especially if they left enough evidence for them to know where they were hiding, even if it was just a vague area.

Mysaren followed Rimau to the door, and frowned when she poked her head out, and turned back in. Inside the tavern looked bright and well lit, sun streaming through the windows, but outside was overcast and dreary. She coughed as she poked her head out, and looked at the mountains Rimau was pointing at. "Yes, that should be it. Hm, doesn't seem too too far away. Even then, there has to be some form of trail up there if the robbers were able to get up there so fast. Hopefully it won't be that hard to find where they're hiding."

[User]
Naida
Outside the Blue Moon

Naida does not care of Azzrix comes along, but she does care about her share of the reward. Consider that he is a thief, he might wind up cheating them out of their share. But as Sessamaru says that he can come along, she has no argument against it. She begins walking again, looking down at the job. "So it says that the daughter is being held on the island out in the river by the Blue Moon. I know what river they speak of in this job, but I do not know which island. There are three islands on the river." She furrows her brown and looks at Sessamaru. "It doesn't matter anyways if neither of you can swim fast enough to keep up with me. Would either of you like for me to scout ahead see if I can find out which of the islands this poor girl is on?" As she is speaking, she hears the rush of the river and she can't help herself. She rushes toward the sound and stands at the very edge of a cliff that overhangs the water.

She stares down at the water, a little bit of fear crossing over her mind. The last time that she had set foot in the water was three years ago, which was the last time that she had seen her father. As soon as she would set foot in the water, he would know that she had come back. But when she doesn't know is if he will come searching for her. She takes a deep breath and smiles back at Sess and the new fellow. That is a risk that she will have to take. She sucks in a little more air and steps off the cliff.

There is no point in flapping her wings; the best way to have fun at getting turned into her mermaid form is just to drop into it. The icy cold water splashes up around her and she shivers slightly, but the change is imminent. She feels her legs meld together into one form and her wings shoot down her spine to her legs, enveloping her legs in a bluish silvery glow. Before long, she has a long, bluish silver tail flipping around underneath her. She smiles, unable to contain her joy, and she swims as fast as she can toward the surface, which is well a top of her now. She leaps out of the water like a dolphin, giving an excited whoop as she does. She then lands back in the water and floats on top of the surface, smiling up at Sess and Azzrix. "Come on, you guys! The water is amazing!"

[Assistant]
"Well, if we're goin' by the assumption that these dumbasses came from town..." Rimau said, choosing to politely ignore the topic of mountains any further before it became distracting.

"...They prob'ly used this road right 'ere." Rimau stepped outside, into the purely natural, gritty air of the outdoors, and 'sweeped' his pointed hand along the road towards the mountains.

"...I mean, sure, they mighta been the show-off type an' scaled some walls, but roads tend to be the only viable way up mountains. F'good reason."

Rimau proceeded to take a few strides down the cobbled road, in the direction of the mountain gate, and turned back to Mysaren, who he assumed was still inside. "...Unless y'got any other plans, I suggest we get goin'. Uh, no pressure, though. Those dumbasses are prob'ly makin' a mess o' their britches just thinkin' about retribution right now, heheh."

With that, Rimau grabbed the sides of his goggles and slid them over his eyes; the sign that he was now in 'work' mode. Which reminded him; 'must remember to take that medicine when we get there. Last thing I need is a repeat o' the last Plat'num troll hunt... geez, maybe I'm gettin' too old f'this. ...Naaaah.' He finalised that line of thought with another devilish grin.

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Azzrix was glad that the dog-like man was fine with him going with them on their mission and for once it seemed like he didn't have to use a lot of excellent persuasion skills to come along. He now thought of what was to come, if it was a kidnapping that they were dealing with then there was a good chance for combat, which made Azzrix smile a bit as he thought of getting a chance to show off his great swordsmanship.

Azzrix listened to Naida explain the layout of the land and upon hearing that they would have to swim to the island he groaned. Azzrix knew how to swim, but he didn't like having to get his thief clothing wet and who knew how deep the river. He didn't voice any objection and after Naida asked she could scout ahead he watched her jump into the water and looked to be having the time of her life. Under different certumstances Azzrix would have laughed, but right now he was being very serious.

"Is the water very deep and how far are the islands? I don't fancy drowning today" he replied to her, hesitant to jump into the water.


[System]
Age: 23
Sex: Male

Personality: Abel is still figuring himself out. He's a nice enough guy, really. He's honest, patient, thoughtful, perceptive, witty and has a kind heart. Unfortunately he grew up in a place where an open heart would have been a closed coffin and so the years have somewhat numbed him to his own goodness. This ignorance of himself has made him difficult to understand or like and despite all his good qualities he tends to have a somewhat cold and awkward air about him. He has a terrible habit of acting defeatist and is all too ready to consider his attitude correct when things go badly. That said he's a grinder, he doesn't see the point in constantly talking about how shit things are, he'd much rather just march through it and distance himself from the stink. Finally, he's far too logical, often at the expense of all emotion.

Physical Description: Abel is about 5'10 and of average weight for his height. He's not slender or chubby but he's not all that athletic either. His muscles have some bulk to them, but it's only what he has naturally, he didn't exercise regularly before the outbreak. Some would consider him decent looking in the conventional way with his narrow blue eyes and strong square jaw. He has dirty blond hair that's short yet messy and a weeks growth on his face.

Currently he's wearing a black leather jacket with yellow stripes that run from the shoulders down the arms, a black t-shirt, regular fit dark blue jeans (with a black belt) and black hiking boots. He also carries a courier bag for the few supplies he has.

Weapons/Equipment: Abel currently has two weapons. The first one is a Glock 17 handgun with 16 rounds left in the magazine. He typically keeps this tucked into his belt, just left of his midsection. The other is a carbon steel combat knife that hangs from his left hip in it's sheathe. In his courier bag he has a few tins of canned food, two bottles of water, only one of which is full, a couple of lighters, a battery powered flash-light and a novel; 'A Brief History of Seven Killings'.

History: Abel was born and raised in Detroit, Michigan. Living with his dad, mom and older brother in a trailer. His father worked long hours as a security guard in a local Walmart and his mom, unable to find part time work around the hours she needed to take care of her sons stayed a stay-at-home mom. She was great at her job, installing every good trait she could into her sons. She didn't stress education too much, but taught them that knowledge itself was very important. Abel was an intelligent child thanks to his mom's gifted parenting, growing to love reading and even willingly going to a pan-African Saturday school simply because his best friend's mom made her son go.

Despite doing very well at school Abel dropped out completely at fourteen, right after his mom got breast cancer. This hurt the kid, badly. He couldn't focus in school and he found himself irritable during almost all recreational activities. He drifted away from all but his best friend and found himself resentful of his brother who seemed to react to his mothers cancer by staying out and getting into even more trouble than he previously had. When she died he was heartbroken and withdraw almost completely into himself. His father tried to make him go back to school after a few weeks but he refused, going to the library instead whenever his father forced him to leave the trailer.

After several months he began to heal a little bit, growing closer to his brother and reading for fun as well as the pursuit of knowledge again. His father made it so he could legally be home schooled, but as he couldn't afford not to work everyday this basically meant Abel had to educate himself, which he was more than happy to do. Until he was eighteen nothing much else happened. He read a lot, he got into games, he watched TV shows, occasionally did some labouring work for some of his dads friends and very rarely was forced into a house party by one of his few friends.

Unfortunately his life was once again changed forever when his brother was shot. It wasn't over anything all that dramatic. His brother did dumb things, sure. He stole cars, got into petty fights and committed the occasional robbery. He wasn't shot for any of that however, he was shot for stepping on someone's shoe in a club and telling them to go fuck themselves when they demanded an apology. This isn't what changed his life however, his brother was fine after some recuperation. A few months later Abel was at one of the house parties he was forced into on occasion when he heard a kid bragging about shooting a white boy in the same club Abel's own brother was shot in. Laughing about how he thought he was tough until he saw the .38. Abel had never been a violent person and had only been in a few physical conflicts in his lifetime, despite them being extremely common in his area. Hearing this kid laughing about almost shattering his family though, something came over him. He went into the houses kitchen and retrieved a sharp knife before confronting the braggart and asking him whether the kid he shot looked anything like himself. As the realization dawned on the kid he quickly reached for his waistband, but the guns grip was under his hoody and the blade entered his chest before his hand could touch his weapon. There were screams and until the court trial Abel wasn't sure how many times he stabbed the kid. Three times, apparently.

In a kind of fog he walked to the police station that night and handed himself in. For his cooperation and plead of guilty he only received six years with the possibility of parole in three. For the conviction of grievous bodily harm, which could have easily been attempted murder, this sentence was quite generous, but the judge told him he couldn't go any easier because he had taken the law into his own hands and that would always be a very dangerous precedent.

It may sound obvious, but Abel hated prison. He had always been a loner, but for the first time in his life he felt true, wounding loneliness in prison. He kept his head down, read a ton of books, exercised semi-regularly and took part in a book club. He made a couple of friends due to his love of books and relatively diverse wealth of knowledge and had something akin to fun discussing philosophy with some some-what like minded inmates. Despite his activities his incarceration still passed painfully slow. Thankfully he got parole after his first meeting and was a free man soon after his 21st birthday.

He enjoyed his freedom, but his time inside hadn't just stolen time from him it seemed. He found himself completely unemployable. It was hard enough for regular people to find steady work in Detroit at the time, let alone an ex-convict with a violent crime stained into his name. Despite this he sent out applications almost constantly for several months, growing all the more desperate in the mean time. His brother let him stay with him when he decided to move out of his fathers trailer, feeling guilty for not being able to pay his way. Reluctantly he soon accepted the work his brother offered him and began 'delivering packages' around Detroit. It paid pretty well, and despite it hurting Abel's spirit he didn't have the energy to pursue anything else. Eventually drugs lead to what they always lead to. Violence and desperation. He had began making riskier deliveries, dropping off payments and picking up packages as well as the more simple fiend deliveries. For this riskier job his brother gave him one of his spare handguns, a Glock 17. Of course he ended up having to use it.

During a money delivery the two guys he had to meet up with complained that the package wasn't enough. Abel knew they were just trying to take advantage of someone who they probably rightly guessed wasn't built for this line of work. One of them went for something behind his back, but Abel was quicker, levelling his gun at his head and telling him to drop whatever he had in his hand behind his back. Whilst he was focused on the guy on the right the dude on the left apparently sensed an opportunity and went for something himself.

Stupid, stupid man. Abel turned quick and let off a single instinctive shot into his chest. He had apparently been hit in the heart as unlike the wounding Abel had hoped for the bullet caused him to drop instantly and cease all signs of life. The other guy instantly dropped what turned out to be a large combat knife behind his back and went to the side of his companion. He seemed genuinely hurt, which for some reason confused Abel. He still ponders why he thought the man wouldn't care for his colleague. Picking up the knife for his own safety he took a few steps back, trying to process the situation he created. It was then that the truly shocking thing happened. The man he had killed opened his eyes, lunged forward and bit a chunk out of his friends face.

Abel almost tripped recoiling in surprise. He quickly retreated, getting into his car and speeding off. He went immediately back to his brother and told him what had happened. He knew Abel was telling the truth about killing the man, but he assumed the latter part of the story was a symptom of his obvious shock. Calmly he told his little brother to go to Pittsburgh until things calmed down a little and he could find out whether the police had anything on the kill. He told him to bring the handgun and dump it in a storm drain in Pittsburgh. Of course, by the time he got to the city of steel the apocalypse had began.

Life after the outbreak: By the time he got to Pittsburgh the city had began to descend into chaos, there had been an extreme amount of murders and the police all seemed way more on edge than usual, speeding all over the place. By the time the riots started later that night Abel had found an abandoned old warehouse to hide in. Over the next month this would be his base. As the city fell he used the riots as a cover to steal some supplies he badly needed. Food, water and a flash-light and batteries so he could see in the warehouse when he needed to. Over time he heard hundreds of gunshots, screams and other horrors. On his last journey out of the warehouse he grabbed as much canned food and bottled water as he could in the hope of holding up for a while, but dropped a lot of it when he was chased by someone who for all intents and purposes seemed to be dead. He knew he wasn't crazy, but there had to be a better explanation? Now he's once again running low and knows he'll have to go back out into the horror zone.

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Abel O'Connell

"Pleasure to meet you Jason." Abel chuckled, somewhat deliriously, sitting up from his laid down position. "I fired three rounds, so I should have thirteen left. With how rotted these things are we could probably get lucky and kill more than one with a single round at the right angle. I don't like the idea of betting my life against my luck though, and even if half the bullets in my magazine killed more than one we'd still be left with more than we could handle. This is a certified shit situation."

He got up onto his feet, bending his knees slightly in what was an obvious balancing stance and looking around at the surroundings. There were plenty of buildings to run into, but no way to make it to them with so many Gob's around.

"I've never seen this many of them, and on the way here I saw half a dozen more groups all shuffling together, probably heading this way. Was it the gunshot that attracted them? They hunt by sound?"

[Assistant]
Jason Crowley
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Jason looks around, the geeks surrounding the truck, rocking it back and forth, however, slightly, because it is a pretty large vehicle. "Yeah. Of course they hunt by sound, it's classic. Well. I don't want to go on a spiel about it, but they hunt my smell, but sound will attract them. And us being up here is like dangling a carrot over a rabbit, just out of reach."

Jason walks to the edge of the truck roof, and kneels, looking down at the infected below, surrounding them, looking one directly in the eyes. "I wonder if they can starve..." Jason turns around, back to Abel. "Well, as far as ideas go, I'm stumped. Unless... Here, hold my gun." Jason hands the .32 revolver with one shot in it to Abel. He draws his Fire-axe, and swings at the lock on the roof hatch. No luck. He swings again. Nothing, and a few more times, swinging harder and harder each time. "AGH! This lock is fucking ridiculous!" Jason yells out, kicking the hatch. "Whatever chance we have to survive, could be inside this truck. Riot-armor, guns, ammo. Hell, I'll even take keys to this god-forsaken truck. We just need to get INTO this thing."

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"Search that poor dead fucker." Abel yelled, forced to by the loud symphony of undead groaning. "If we're really lucky he has a key... These riot cops used tear gas during the riots as well. If he's got any canisters on him maybe we can use them to cause some sort of distraction?"

Abel now had a gun in each hand. 14 rounds altogether. That much potential for death literally in the palm of his hands and it still couldn't do him any good. Or could it?

"If our bacon friend here doesn't have that crap on him, maybe we could shoot at those cars down there?" He signaled towards the street he had previously sprinted down with the barrel of the .38 revolver. "One of them has to still have enough juice in for the alarm to work... I'm not the greatest shot though. You?"

Abel laughed at himself inwardly. For all his past criminal actions he'd still never had all that much opportunity to learn to shoot. Then again he supposed most criminals didn't. Sure as shit would have helped if he'd gone to a range once or twice though.