[System]
Niah Bautista

Character Quote: Do you so swear?

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Character Summary
Aliases: Oath Keeper
Age: 14
Birthday: Oct. 3, 2003
Ethnicity: Filipino
Birth Place: Manila, Philippines
Godly Parent: Styx
Legacy: Styx
Cohort: 2nd Cohort
How Many Years At Camp Jupiter: 2
Gender: Female
Rank: Centrion
Occupation At Camp: Oath Binder (If someone needs to swear an Oath they usually do it in front of Niah)
Languages: English, Tagalog, Latin

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Appearance
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 130lbs
Body Type: Petit
Eye Color: Golden brown
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Tone: Soft brown, naturally tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced, SPQR with two lines, Cohort symbol
Personal Style: Niah is sensitive to a lot of materials so she is picky with what she wears. She however does like the traditional Roman clothing and wears it a bit more often than most. If she is not wearing traditional clothing she wears jeans and t-shirts, or sundresses. She leans toward blue colors.

She wears a light amount of make-up most days and has her hair down or back in a braid. She is growing her hair longer and hasn't cut it since she joined Camp Jupiter.

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Psychology
Energetic * Picky * Friendly * Competitive * Observant * Pedantic

Sexuality: Demisexual (though she can appreciate the aesthetics of someone she doesn't know)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Niah is fast to form opinions about people, and doesn't usually change that opinion. It doesn't help that she can tell if someone has ever broken an Oath, no matter how minor. It is amazing how disappointed you can be when you realize how often people fail to keep them. She has, because of that, made it a point to not make Oaths she can't keep.
Fatal Flaw: Personal loyalty
Habits: Chewing her lip
Hobbies: Reading, planning practice battles
Fears:
* Being forced to break an Oath, or being unable to keep it
* Riding a motorcycle (she saw a terrible accident once as a child and it is seared into her brain)
* Her sister being found dead...or worse

Likes:
* Her cohort
* War games
* Learning new things (Niah wants to attend an actual college, not the one at Camp)
* Traveling
* Reading
* Horse back riding

Dislikes:
* Oathbreakers (She loathes them)
* Bad/bitter food
* Itchy clothing
* Birds (stupid nest outside her childhood bedroom window woke her up too early)
* Apples
* Bad movie remakes of good movies
* Fauns

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Skills
Demigod Abilities:
* Oaths (Niah inherently knows if someone has made an oath and if they've ever broken one)
* Odikinesis

General Skills:
* First aid
* Law
* Botony
* Horseback riding
* Conflict management
* Roman Mythology

Combat Skills:
* Short sword
* Siege engine
* Military tactics
* Use of Odikinesis to distract or demoralize enemies

Magic Item:
* Vial with a bit of River Styx in it (given to her the one time she met her mother)
* Imperial gold short sword, sits invisibly on her back

What Do They Carry On Them:
* Clothing - A light summer dress, and sandals.
* Purse/Wallet - about $30 in USD, and 20 Denarius coins
* Backpack
* Current reading book
* A notebook (with some sketches and notes)
* A pen
* spare hair tie
* Advil
* Chapstick
* A bottle of nectar
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Possessions In Bunk:
* Spare clothes
* A secondary, non-magical weapon
* A photo of her family (Sister, brother, father, and stepmom)
* A trophy from a fight that she had on her way to camp
* An extra blanket
* A reading flashlight
* Her next few books that she plans to read
* Lotion
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History

Biography Niah was born in the Philipines. Her father already had a daughter, Dalisay. He never spoke about her mother, or Niah's. Niah knew something was odd about herself though. She could tell when someone had made an Oath, and more importantly when they had broken that oath. Her first memory was realizing someone her father trusted had broken an oath.

Niah argued with her father saying the man was untrustworthy. Imagine a two-year-old telling you someone you trusted was untrustworthy. Her father didn't take it well and he put Niah into a time out. While she was in the time out her sister tried to cheer her up by showing Niah her own magic. Neither realized how different they really were from the rest of the world because they had each other. A few months after the fight the man betrayed their father and he apologized to Niah. The two became close after that.

Their father married, and they had a son. Niah liked her step-mother because she had never broken an Oath. Things were normal in their home that was until Dalisay disappeared one day when Niah was 12. Her father at that point explained that Niah was the daughter of a goddess and it was time for her to attend a special school in America. He gave her a letter from Niah's mother, the goddess of Oaths. With that making sense, Niah went to America. Her father had given her little direction, but it was through a series of incidences that Niah ended up at the Wolf House. Lupa put her through the usual testing and sent her to Camp Jupiter.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Jupiter: Niah had a hard time moving up from Probatio, while she had good lineage she was not the best at fighting and ended up earning her rank as Legionnaire by performing a great deed about three months before her first year was up. She was good at tactics and made a small name for herself in the games with that skill. She quickly became known as the Oath Keeper and was usually told to be present when someone was about to leave for a mission. Niah started witnessing all Oaths, it helped people remember how important the oaths were putting a face to it. With the new title of Oath Binder, she was also promoted to Centurion, it helped keep the lines of who was in charge better. Niah wasn't particularly excited about the change and for the most part deferres to her counterpart in the 2nd cohort.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Promises I can't Keep - Mike Shinoda

Extra Information: See Andy's cs
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

[User]
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Niah Bautista

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Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills:

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"We could set up Niah-air again." They'd have to go back and get the boat, but it was better than walking for eight hours. Landing in town might be weird. At least here at the park there hadn't been anyone around. Niah didn't think it'd be a good idea to steal a car. And they'd have to actually run into someone driving to be able to hitchhike. Other than the park she had no idea why anyone would be here. It was the middle of nowhere.

"Problem with stealing a car. I don't know about you two, but I don't know how to drive. I don't have a license." She admitted. She wouldn't be surprised if they didn't know either. Or if they did have driver's licenses they were out of date. Something else the camp maybe should work on teaching. At least the older members of camp. Part of their training should be some survival skills.

[Assistant]
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Madalyne Crane

Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota.
Skills: N/A

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As Madalyne walked she started to think of a good way to try and get back home, she didn't want to have Niah pretty much fly them over to where they need to go that would be really hard on her. She also didn't like the idea of potentially falling to their deaths if Niah did get a little bit to tired after awhile. "Steakhouse works for me then." Madalyne said she didn't really mind of care she was pretty hungry anyway as well to.

When something caught her eye as she heard a car driving up the road, when she noticed the symbol of Camp Jupiter decaled onto the door of a truck. Madalyne knew that Camp Jupiter had quiet a few veterans, and knew that they could help them out if they asked and quickly started to wave to get their attention. "Looks like we got a ride actually." Madalyne said as she smiled making her way over towards the truck, there was a slightly older looking man on his arm was also a tattoo marking his service to the Legion. "What can I help you all with?" He asked looking at the three girls.

[User]
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☀ Nancy Parker ☀

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Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills: N/A

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 "How hard could it be?" Nancy joked, as Niah pointed out she didn't know how to drive and didn't know if either of them knew how. Nancy's mother had never bothered to take the time to teach her how to drive, not that she had been old enough to do so before she ended up frozen in time anyways. But Nancy wasn't going to think about that place right now - nope, she wasn't going to let it ruin her good mood.

 And luckily, the universe seemed to agree. Nancy didn't have huge qualms about hitchhiking, mostly because it had been a fairly common thing to do when she had been growing up - people weren't as scared about it back then. And given that the truck had the decal for Camp Jupiter on it, Nancy didn't let a thought cross her mind that they maybe shouldn't have trusted this random person. "Gnarly. Love this for us," Nancy said, as they walked up to the truck. "We're on a quest for the Legion and could use a lift to the nearest town. Or if you're willing, the nearest train station - we can trade you some gold for tickets."

[Assistant]
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Niah Bautista

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Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills:

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Well, that was serendipitous. Niah smiled at the guy hoping he would take pity on them. She wondered what he was doing out here in what was nearly the middle of nowhere except for some defaced rocks. Maybe he had seen the dragon.

She pulled out one of the gold coins from her pocket and held it out to him. It wasn't camp money and he'd know that. But he could exchange it for cash at any of those cash-for-gold places. If it was a special coin it might even be more than its weight in gold too.

[User]
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Madalyne Crane

Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota.
Skills: N/A

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"We could use a ride wherever you can take us." Madalyne said to the veteran giving him a smile as the guy smiled at his fellow legionaires, and went to unlock the doors. "You might want to move the tools around and stuff though." He said as Madalyne nodded luckily the truck did have a row of back seats as she went to put the tool box in the front seat and her pack into the back of the truck bed. The veteran looked at Niah offering her some gold and shook his head. "Keep it, set your gear in the truck bed." He said once Nancy and Niah got in he started up the car again and started to drive.

"Was gonna get some food, and then I can take you to the regional airport forty minutes away if you want that." He offered as Madalyne nodded she had taken the window seat. "Some food would be nice." She said as he started to head off to the closest restaurant. "So you ladies finishing on a quest or starting one?" He asked them. "Just finishing and trying to make our way back." Madalyne answered.

[Assistant]
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☀ Nancy Parker ☀

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Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills: N/A

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 Nancy got into the truck without much hesitation, putting her pack into the bed just as Mads had. She took one of the outer seats, as the middle seat made her feel confined and cornered - a small vestige of her trauma that "blessed" her with its appearance. But she could manage it. It was relatively small as her triggers went. The man seemed pretty friendly, and he was part of the Legion, so Nancy wasn't concerned about him.

 Plus, he was driving them for free - she had noted how he had passed up on the gold Mads had offered. "Yeah, we killed a dragon. No big deal," Nancy humble bragged. "If you're taking us to the airport and don't mind trading gold for cash, so we can buy tickets, that'd be rad." Otherwise they'd need to make another stop before getting there. She somehow doubted whatever restaurant they were at would trade cash for gold. "What cohort were you in - and what's your name?"


[System]
*Sexual Abuse Trigger Warning*
Age: 14

Gender: Female

Appearance:

"I am unbreakable, I am unyielding, I am impenetrable."

Personality: Eponine comes off as robotic to most. She values order above all else and believes that to achieve order, the ends justify the means. Her form of altruism is the cold, calculated utilitarianism that the incubators also happen to follow, that the good of the few can be easily sacrificed for the good of the many. She is for the most part, obedient and unquestioning of her orders and tries to the best of her ability to fulfill her missions to the letter. She cannot tolerate insubordination or rebellion, unless it promises an even better organization, an even tighter grip on chaos and human free will. She has a strong desire to protect her sister Fantine, her allies, and the majority of her vassals, though she will sacrifice a few of them if it meant protecting most of them. Eponine has a soft spot for Fantine. Eponine worries that soon, she will lose her ability to love her sister due to the negative side effects of her wish.

Bio: Eponine was born in a slum of North Africans in the outskirts of Aurora. She lived with her father, mother, and two younger siblings: fraternal twins, a boy and a girl. Due to their destitute living conditions, the community became disgruntled with the ruling magical girls. Eponine grew up hating magical girls for not protecting and providing for her town. When a group of militants came to 'liberate' them from magical girls, the militants were welcomed with open arms. However, their talk of 'revolution', 'liberation', and 'equality' was empty; they were little more than bandits expanding their territory and winning support by throwing around high-minded ideals. Life under this militant group was worse than the neglect they faced when under magical girl rule. When the North African community decided that they had had enough, they revolted and failed miserably. The militants suppressed the revolt swiftly and Eponine saw both her father and mother brutally physically and sexually assaulted by the militants. Then she became their next victim. At this point she was already broken, and she simply let it happen, but when she saw others reach for her sister and brother, she snapped, and an incubator appeared before her. When she became a magical girl for the first time, it was a night of blood as Eponine cleansed the slum of the militants. In the aftermath, her brother had died from injuries he had sustained while he was being raped, while her sister, Fantine, survived. Seeing Eponine as their saviour from oppression, the community changed their minds about magical girls. Eponine sought out the magical girl that governed over her region, Maria Goethe, and swore fealty to her, aligning herself and her community to Aurora. Now she rules over and protects the slum, which has become her fief, her territory which is part of Maria's larger domain. She keeps Fantine safe in Maria's HQ.

Allegiance: Aurora City Authority, Maria Goethe

Skills: Very few, maybe a proficiency with polearms having swung her warhammer around enough times. She has the tactics of a juggernaut.

Weapons: None

Other: Eponine's diet has gotten increasingly spicy as her sense of taste has deteriorated to the point that she can barely taste anything anymore. She also sometimes bites her own tongue and inside of her cheek when she is speaking quickly, so she often bleeds from the mouth. She calls her force-field the Zone of Absolute Terror.

Theme Song: Croatian Rhapsody - Maksim Mrvica

Magical Girl Appearance:

Eponine keeps her eye, hair, and skin color of course. Also, no bonnet and no katana.

Wish: "I never want to be hurt again." Her wish not only granted her an impenetrable force field ability, but has significantly reduced her ability to feel pain. Because she will feel pain if those close to her are harmed, her ability includes the bonus of being able to protect others. However, she can feel her sense of touch overall deteriorating, including her sense of taste. It has also slowly affected her ability to feel emotions, as emotions are ultimately the true source of pain. This last bit worries her, since loving Fantine is the one thing she has left.

Weapons: Eponine summons and wields a warhammer. She can summon more as necessary and as part of a way to extend her magic.

Powers: Force Field - Eponine's force field is a thin, impenetrable layer covering her body when activated. It can be extended to her warhammer, making the weapon indestructible. She can also extend it to allies if she touches them. Keeping it on drains her magic so she lets it down when she feels she is safe. It can be further activated with 'Rejection', which sends all things touching it to go shooting off in the opposite direction. She cannot use 'Rejection' to propel herself. She can summon multiple hammers and stand them with the head on the ground and the shaft pointing up. She needs a minimum of three set out in a ring to activate a larger force field, a hemisphere of protection projected from the shafts of the hammers.

[User]
Chloe had to think for a moment on her own intentions. "Straight into the hornet's nest, huh..." She wasn't totally set on fighting with this unknown magi, though it seemed that her prospective opponent wanted a fight, or was looking for an excuse. Maybe Chloe was just projecting. In the end, she fell back on the logic that had kept her from death or corruption: What would be the most entertaining option?

"Ah, so you saw that little bit of work, did you? You guys really do have eyes and ears everywhere... Well, it was made to be found, so I'm happy it could serve its purpose. Glad you liked it. Yeah, I made that 'effigy' as you call it. And... yeah, I'm on my own. Too much responsibility otherwise, y'know? Too much stress. Surely you know what I mean." Chloe was beating around the bush, trying to get a rise out of Eponine, who, while it seemed as though she should be smoldering, seemed to have something of a stone visage. This was entertaining for the carefree girl, though it was possible she was pushing her luck just a little too far in front of this stranger she had never met.

"Right... Anyway, you say your owner wants to talk to me? How unusual. I suppose it wouldn't do for you to go against orders, huh? Yeah, I'll come with. Lead on, though forgive me if I stay transformed. I don't really have any reason to trust you or any number of armed goons you might have waiting in the bleachers. Name's Chloe, by the way. Chloe Hartmann. Don't bother with a background check. I bet you won't find that name in any databases these days. The poor and the downtrodden are so often overlooked by those in power."

[Assistant]
Violetta took the low streets, jogging through underpasses and skipping part public parks. The early morning dark before dawn was sufficient to hide her, she didn't need to be picked out by Shadow Compact searcher lights. The fact thqt Shadow Compact searcher lights weren't actually a thing never crossed her mind as she casually vaulted over a criss-cross of metal and wire that might've once been a fence and landed cleanly on the other side. She found herself in an industrial part of town, full of humans, and chose that moment to slow down, taking in deep draughts of smoke. A thought crossed her mind. She cupped her hands and breathed into them, and was rewarded with a tiny cloud of smog circling her hands. She grinned. Of course, there was no reason this wouldn't work. Humans had put so much coal and grit and smog into the air, but she'd never thought that it'd be affected by her strange superpower as well as more mundane stuff, like steel bars and the like. She set off again, the thin wisps of smoke clinging to her like an evening dress.

She stopped when her phone rang, though. It was Adrian. The girl had been found, and she'd gone quietly. All units were to report back to their stations, and carry on their respective duties. He hadn't even said sorry. Violetta sighed, taking out her frustration on a parked car. It left a dent, but didn't make her feel any better. Maybe she was just cranky because she hadn't used a seed in a while. Whatever it was, she turned around and headed back home, barely even noticing the magical girl genocidist purifying her gem on the other corner.

[User]
Kyubey nodded, shifting so he could look at the map that she brought up, at the same time that she could. For the moment he refrained from hopping onto her wheelchair, since that would most likely have posed significant health hazards. And while death was only an annoyance, it was a general waste of time that could be better spent dealing with the matter at hand.

Once she had the map in a place where he could see it, he gestured towards it with a nod. The disturbances we noticed in the cities general magical field seemed to be coming from the cities industrial sector, he informed her. That would narrow down the search area, if a little, but it also made things more complicated at the same time. Mostly because it was a location not inside her fief.

And yet that didn't seem to matter to Kyubey at the same time. That should be enough information for you to begin. Certainly any sort of magic based experiments would be difficult to hide, so Maria could probably use some of her contacts to start looking at some suspects. Unless there's something else you'd like to know?

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Alexandra sat quietly as Kolya went about describing the state of affairs that he had to inform her of. The first was not a surprise, since it was something she had heard about earlier, though she hadn't had to deal with it herself. But something like this would be her particular province, unless she chose to delegate it to one of her underlings.

"I'll look into it," she replied as she took the forms, placing them off to the side so she could read them once this meeting was over. The news from the Goethe estate was interesting but of no concern, since they seemed to have the matter in hand, and her time ass too important to waste on a single disturbance.

Of more concern was the last matter he had for her, but as Kolya spoke, Alexandra remained relaxed. A light smile graced her lips as she glanced over at Caroline, before turning her attention back to the man before her. "I don't think that will be necessary," she said once he had finished. "We don't know what their intentions are, and while they may be planning something, a pre emptive strike will most assuredly incite a war. As things stand now, Elysium would be honor bound to come to our aid if the UN attacked. We aren't some collapsing state they can throw to the dogs, not if they want to be taken seriously."

Managing Elysium could be a pain. But so long as she kept Aurora peaceful and strong, she could count on their support. And hopefully that would be convincing enough for Kolya

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Algorithm @Krauxis

"Got it boss," Adrian replied once Eponine had finished issuing her instructions. He relaxed a little as he walked away, leaving the two magical girls to themselves and whatever Maria had planned for the rogue. Once out of sight, he called the other search teams, calling them off. The border would resume it's old activity, a promise of the situation handled to anyone who had noticed the unusual behavior.

Now it would be for Eponine to handle, and it would be up to her and Chloe to decide whether this would end in a fight, or if they would instead travel to the Goethe estate without further issue, especially from the guards who would recognize their superior and let her and her guest through without issue.

[Assistant]
"No, that's just what I needed!" She said with a smile as bright as the sun. "Thank you Kyubey!" She leaned over to the white creature and attempted to pet it.

Figures they would hide in the industrial sector. Dora sure is sloppy for letting this slip by her, that dumb blonde. Well, it's all the more reason for me to rearrange the pecking order once I'm in charge, and she's gonna be demoted to a Squire. I don't have time to deal with it myself, but if I remember correctly, she should be having her patrol right in that section...

Maria then signed out of the computer and took out her cellphone. She flipped it open with a much more rigid gesture than you would have assumed by her happy disposition, and picked out a number. She spoke to the phone with calm authority.

"Violetta? Yes, this is Maria. I've been informed that there's been sightings of illegal magical research at the industrial sector. Conduct an investigation and apprehend the people behind this activity. Once you're done report back to me."


[System]
Age: 28
Class: Imperial Guardsman
Psyker Powers: none
Equipment (Guns,armor,grenades/etc):
-M36 Kantrael Pattern Lasgun
-Autopistol
-Combat Knife
-2 Frag Grenades
-Eldar Chainsword(taken as a prize during her first mission)
Notable Deeds:
 Military Upbringing: Catherine was drafted into the military as soon as she was old enough to do so. She didn't really have much choice in the matter as both her parents were Imperial Guardsmen as well. Like that, she raised as a soldier for as long as she can remember.
 Survivor of Eskizara I: Just after she finished her basic training and was assigned to a regiment, she was send along with her squad to the backwater world of Eskizara I on a routine scouting mission. They fell under hostile fire as soon as they were on the ground. Their ship was destroyed, most of the other soldiers killed along with their commander. The survivors fled towards the old ruins on the planet. Following their retreat, the battle continued to rage for days, as Catherine along with the rest of her comrades were killed one by one. It turned out there were Eldar forces massing on the planet when they arrived. At the dawn of the second day on the planet, Catherine was the only survivor as the others were killed. Following her instincts, she took the rest of the grenades from her dead comrades, rigged the entire building she was in to explode when it's breached and fled once more. Afterwards she waged guerilla warfare with the elder for 3 more days before reinforcements from the Imperial Guard arrived when her squad didn't report in time. She took the Eldar Chaisword as a prize from one of the xeno she killed. She barely survived her wounds from that event.
 The Battle of Burui V: Later in her career she participated in the clash with Dark Eldar forces. On the lasted world of Burui V, she along with her fellow guardsmen clashed with the Dark Eldar forces. After a long and bloody battle, both forces were forced to break off combat and disengage when the uncorrupted Eldar appeared. Afterwards luckily a three way battle didn't occur for the Eldar had only appeared to fight their corrupted brethren. With the combined efforts of the Imperial guard and the Eldar forces, the Dark Eldar were rooted out of the planet.
 Defeater of Wych: In the battle of Burui V, Catherine, engaged into a battle with a Dark Eldar Wych alone. After a long and painful struggle, showing surprising agility and skill with a sword, she defeated the enemy elite. Once again she nearly died from her wounds after that though.
Time with Inquisitor: None
Appearance:

Hight: 1.79m
40K Knowledge Question:
-Who turned Horus to Chaos? Erebus?

[User]
Adrianne would squint with one eye as she glared back at Catherine whilst listening to her unbearable rabble!

"I've grown tired of your insolence!"

Deciding that enough was enough, she would whip up her left hand and hold her half open fist towards Catherine! However, as opposed to Catherine suddenly gasping for breath as invisible forces should have assailed her windpipe, nothing happened instead!

If anything, all that ensued was an awkward silence as Adrianne merely gestured with her hand towards Catherine's throat, before the Psyker finally glanced down at her hand, then back up at Catherine; a brief moment of surprise passing across her face before she quickly scowled once more!

With the force choke clearly not an option anymore, Adrianne reformed her hand into an accusing finger as she pointed it at Catherine, stepping closer to her!

"At least I didn't end up under some Euphorian's fat ass - only to subsequently break most of the bones in my body!" Adrianne quickly sneered, her face going dangerously close to Catherine's own.
"And I'll have you know, that flying Euphorian? My work! I know how to use my environment! Unlike you, I can think outside of the box! But, sure, not like I'd ever expect an ex guardsman to ever know anything more complex than simply to "charge-on-ahead" and be a hero for max five seconds!"

[Assistant]
Stukov felt how heavy the bag felt, glancing at Smiles in a half disbelieving manner. Really, flying into the heart of the zealous, and she was palming this thing off on him? He rolled his eyes, nodding and secreting it into a pocket so no one saw it. Once they landed, he would lag behind a few moments and deal with the stupid thing. Sure enough, after touching down, everyone was quick to disembark, and Stukov took a moment, making sure the pilot, or anyone else, was looking before slipping the likely infernal thing around his neck. He hid it under his shirt, armor, and coat, which left the thing feeling rather uncomfortably close to his chest and beating heart. It felt unusually warm, like it was freshly plucked from the burning building, and that unsettled him.

Stukov followed after the, albeit now arguing, women while Sis ran off with her sisters. Great, don't cause trouble, she said. Runs off to play bump and grind with her dear sisters, she does. The former armsman pinched the brow of his nose while the two bickered on about, well, Emperor knows what right now. So, with a quiet sigh, he stepped forward to get to hear 'SHUT UP STUKOV' in stereo, again. "Could you two not argue in front of the Sisters? Mostly for our own sanity rather than their well being..." Stukov fully expected to get told to shut up, it was how things seemed to be going lately. Getting told off or told to shut up. It was getting rather irritating, really, but it wasn't like he had much to do in return for it, not yet. Just they wait, he would have his laugh soon enough.

[User]
The voice of one Celestian came through the speaker's insider of Solares's helmet. "Sister Solares, both the Psycher and Guardsman have left the group. They have wandered off into an active repair bay, what would you have us do?" Quickly turning around, Solares shook her head at what she saw. "Those two are fighting with each other again? Go forcefully retrieve them and escort them to Andromedai's chamber. You are allowed to use any means necessary, I am done with their idiotic and immature behavior." Without anything else being said, two Celestians quickly broke off from the group and perused both Adrianne and Catherine.

Once they arrived, each Celestian would walk behind said member of the group and grab onto the collars of their armor. "Do not fall behind Guardsman, we do not want to keep Andromedai waiting any longer." The Celestian that was with Adrainne was quite a bit more aggressive, "Consider yourself lucky that you did not use any of your powers, you would have had many unwanted eyes upon you." Both of the Celestians glanced over at Stukov, not needing to say anything since he had undoubtedly heard what they had said. "You as well Armsman, stay close and follow us." The two Celestians then pulled roughly upon Adrianne and Catherine, half dragging them in the right direction towards Solares.

Once they had been dragged to the side entrance of the landing platform that lead into the chapel, Solares shook her head at them, not at all pleased with their actions."I hate having to repeat myself, stay by my side until we arrive at the meeting, this is the last time I will tell you." The Celestions quickly let go of Adrainne and Catherine before they returned to their original positions. The side entrance for the chapel consisted of two massive metal doors that were covered in intricate designs and patterns that represented the glory of the Imperium of Man.

Walking up to the massive doors, they opened automatically by themselves, letting out a cold breeze that carried the heavy scent of incense along with it. Once everyone was inside, the doors shut behind them and the sound of an organ could be heard coming from all around them. The music it produced was dark and heavy, but enjoyable at the same time. If one were to look around to try and pinpoint where the music was coming from, they would ultimately be unable to discover its location, it just simply seemed to exist.

[Assistant]
"So that's it?" Cath asked, when she noticed Adrianne's gestures, obvious what she wanted to do. The guardswoman raised an eyebrow in a pleasant surprise when she realized the powers of the psyker were really sealed.

 "Are you sure starting this is a good idea?" She asked Adrianne when the psyker got really close to her, faces almost touching. She was in her full right to retaliate against Adrianne. Especially since she had witnesses about the psyker's attempted attack. The mechanics around them were more than enough. She was just about to headbut the warp out of the annoying woman when the armsman appeared." You again… she started it, you know." The guardswoman replied to Stukov.

 "We were just talking with the nice mechanics!" Catherine said in an excuse though she didn't really care much." Also, respected Celestian, she did try to use her powers to attack me. The mechanics should be more than enough to testify for the obvious gestures and movements, that she did in attempt to activate her powers to choke me." The guardswoman stated with a smile, throwing a glance at the psyker.

 While they followed Solares, Catherine threw a look to Adrianne, saying ' We will be settling this soon, unless you are afraid.' She, kept her gaze just a little while longer, waiting the reply from the psyker.

[User]
Adrianne glowered back at the guardswoman as they were dragged all the way over to the Sister chapel, eying her with a look that could only promise the inevitable whoop-ass that would surely come to Catherine as soon as the first moment of opportunity presented itself!

"Ha-ha-ha... " Adrianne laughed mockingly as she looked over at Catherine with a perilous glare as she spoke of her attempted power use!
"That joke was almost as funny as your combat skills, guardswoman!"

The Psyker said with a mix of amusement, a look that was mostly overshadowed by her glare as she stared directly at Catherine with two violet eyes. If it had not been for the psychic dampening field, it wouldn't be surprising her eyes had actually been emitting two lightning beams of psychic energy that would currently be melting the guardswoman!

By the time they entered the chapel and were given their first moment of silence, Adrianne would promptly start to brush herself the moment the Celestian had let go off her.

"Pompous religious zealots! ... who's bright idea was it to arm them anyway?!"

"Afraid?" Adrianne finally stated as she turned to look at Catherine.

"Do you mean afraid of hurting that pretty little face of yours - for the second time in a row?" With a cocky smirk, Adrianne would tilt her head slightly as she gazed at Catherine, the calming music all around them as they followed closely behind their escorts seemingly not having done much to dampen Adrianne's attitude.

"You know, that could almost be an exercise I wouldn't mind repeating! And now that I know we have a member of the Mechanicum to patch you up, I won't have to hold my punches anymore!"

[Assistant]
"We saw and heard the whole altercation between you two, Guardswoman. What we witnessed was a show of disgraceful and unacceptable behavior. You two act as if you are children, fighting over something meaningless. It would do you both well to remember where you are, save those petty grievances for later." Solares was the one to speak this time, her patience was growing thin with Catherine and Adrianne. The massive cathedral they were now inside of was covered in priceless pieces of angelic art alongside the Adeptus Ministorums own unique architecture.

The group walked up a massive spiral staircase made out of marble until they reached the fifth floor where the council chamber resided. Out in front of the two large doors that lead into the room, Aviza stood with what appeared to be new armor, colored shades of red, gold, and black. "Took all of you long enough, let us make this quick, shall we?" Solares vanished down the stairs as Aviza pulled the massive doors open. Inside, the room looked like something straight out of the neoclassical era.

"So this is the squad that I have been hearing so much about. Everyone take a seat and we shall begin the debriefing." Andromedai wore armor similar to Aviza's but hers was decorated with medals, stripes, and badges that reflected her rank. Pulling a wooden chair from out under the large table in front of her, Aviza took a seat and motioned for the others to do the same. "You may ignore protocol and call me Andromedai for now." One of the celestians that had escorted the group to the council chamber handed over a data-pad to Andromedai who quickly started to skim through its contents.

"So I read the mission reports sent in from the last Inquisitor of your squad. Apparently, after incapacitating one of the cult leaders, mainly Nikolai, you left him inside of the mansion which shortly after exploded." Andromedai tapped the index finger of her right hand upon the wooden desk in front of her, that being the only sound along with the buildings air conditioning unit working overtime. She looked directly at Aviza then to the rest of the squad. "Did anyone get any information from the mansion or did we just blow up a mansion and kill a lot of Slaanesh cultists?"


[System]
Age
17
Place of Residence
101 Everbrook Circle
Personality Traits
Captain Planet: Much like the anti-pollution 90's superhero, Astrid is a child both of and for the planet. It might come off as obnoxious or just a phase to most adults, but she tries to leave the smallest carbon footprint that she can. Her behavior lends itself well to varying ecofriendly and animal right agencies and clubs around her.

Chameleon: Astrid is great at blending in with any kind of crowd, she changes her 'skin' aka her personality based on what people she interacts with or trying to impress. Her talent for fraud and theatre only help to bolster her eccentric behavior.

For the People: Despite being from a family line surrounded by wealth, the finer things in life never appealed to Astrid if at all. Rather than being caught at a country club or the white-collar version of a séance, Astrid most of the time found herself hanging around Courtland street with those who had nothing but the clothes on their backs.

Lock Box: If there was one flaw that stuck out the most, it was definitely how locked away she kept her actual emotions. With enough rehearsal and the perfect poker face her inner self was practically impregnable from outside hands.
Family History/Backstory
Ever since being born and raised in Everbrook she's wanted to live elsewhere, now it wasn't for the lack of trying that she couldn't get out but moreso a series of unfortunate events. Having been one of the more established names in the quaint town in Maine, there was practically a massive tether attached to mind, body, and soul to young Astrid so she could keep the name and wealth going. All of this was a bit excessive for the developing mind of a young girl, so it was shelved for later down the road. Her parents, like most parents in the area were happily married and dedicated to their heir. Unlike most upper class crust her parents didn't come with the less scrupulous traits of the haughty rich. Both of them worked for their wealth even having had the family's wealth as a safety net (it was more akin to a safety castle, but you get the idea) In what did they work you ask? Well they were both morticians and damn good ones at that. The Evans on their own dime had set up their own funeral home in town and slowly gained traction over the years until they made it to the top.

Of course, no parent would want that intermingling with the lives of their children so like everything else it was locked away until she could face it. Little did she know, Astrid would have to face it much sooner rather than later. It wasn't until middle school than she had found out her mother had developed breast cancer. And despite a three-year long war with the cancer in the end it won out the battle of attrition. The experience of that left a lasting impression on the impressionable Astrid, especially when facing her mom during the wake when the parlor that housed her was the same office, she spent countless hours with her mother and father while they attended their business. Astrid bided her time in Everbrook until it was finally senior year where she thought college would finally be an escape, but tour after tour and letter after letter either got cancelled or returned to sender. The grip of the other side felt like it was tightening its grip around her neck, why couldn't she just leave?
Other Info

* The Evans Estate and Wealth originate from a long line of fisherman turned to fish enterprise with the collection, selling, and competing of anything fish related.
* Astrid works part-time at her parents Funeral Home when she's not in school. While she doesn't tend to the bodies she does tend to nicer things like floral arrangements and receiving calls.
* Astrid drives a Honda XR600 that passed down to her from her father when he first owned it. She prefers two wheels and the vintage look over anything driven around her.

[User]
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Location: Court Street, Everbrook Public Library

Date: May 28th, 2020

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Contrary to what Asélie had expected, the local library had been buzzing with activity as she wheeled her skateboard towards the building. Cars and bikes lined the library exterior, sometimes with faces Asélie recognized from her short career at Everbrook High; faces she expected to be out riding their bikes to the park for a game of baseball or to some other place that teenagers would hang out in a boring town like Everbrook. They all had three months to do whatever they wanted after all the bullshit they put up with, and everyone wanted to visit the library?

"Talk about old-fashioned," Asélie uttered, out loud and to no one in particular.

Stopping momentarily to hop off her board (she didn't want to be yelled at again for riding her skateboard inside the library), Asélie walked up to the front steps of the building, and was greeted by one of the many familiar faces she had recognized seconds ago. "Seems today is full of surprises. I hadn't expected Everbrook High's star wide receiver to be a man of the books." Asélie smiled back, tossing a friendly jab at Danny as he held the door open for her.

"So, how about that football season, huh? Sucks that it was canceled because of quarantine." Asélie commented as she walked inside digging through her bag for the books she needed to return. She didn't particularly care about American football, instead being sucked into the Canadian craze of ice hockey and lacrosse because of her Quebecois roots and—though she would rather die than admit it—her parents, some small talk wouldn't hurt anyone. "I'm sure the Everbrook Grizzlies will be the regional champs next season, though."

As she pulled the library books from her school bag, however, their conversation, and seemingly everyone else's, was suddenly interrupted by someone who said "fuck off" to the old adage of being quiet in the library and announced himself to everyone that had been in the front of the building.

"Cold? I guess it's a little cold in here. But more importantly, Bill? Will? You look like you've seen a ghost. You okay?" She asked, paying little heed to the door slam and creaking—old buildings always had old building issues from wear and tear.

[Assistant]
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A sigh escaped her lips. Amira did not appreciate being stood up last minute, not when she had to leave the comfort of her home. Well, it wasn't so much leaving her house as it was having to get cleaned up and dressed to head out to meet someone in the first place. She reread the message again. Sorry can't make it mom is having car trouble. The girl bit her bottom lip, a tinge of guilt suddenly creeping up on her. Damien didn't exactly live in the wealthiest of families. In fact, him and his single mom were barely keeping their heads above water, so to speak. Amira had noticed that the senior boy had attempted to conceal just how poor he was a few times. But in a town such as Everbrook, that small detail wasn't easily overlooked.

It's okay, some other time! she wrote back before putting her phone away in her bag. She'd already made the drive, and Amira figured she might as well stay in the library for a bit. She could check out a few books, maybe scan through some magazines to catch the latest gossip based on the rich and the famous. Not that the tabloids reported factually accurate information, but nonetheless they made for a fun read. It was one of those guilty pleasures of hers, because every now and then, she needed a break and peel her eyes away from something other than the textbooks required by her classes.

Amira entered the library, noticing that quite a number of kids were already inside. She recognized the majority from school, and she knew the names of only a few of them. Either they were feeling studious to start off the summer break, or they didn't have any alternative plans. She figured it was the latter, not seeing any good reason to be there. Hell, she herself didn't have to be there at the moment, but that didn't stop her from staying. Amira eyed the No Food or Drink Beyond This Point sign, and she hurriedly placed her bottle in her bag. As she did so, she noticed an e-mail notification from her phone. She was curious, and reached for the device to read the message.

To say she was disappointed was an understatement. As she read through the e-mail, Amira tensed up; her grip on the phone tightening. The airlines had postponed her flight until further notice. The reasoning was extremely vague, something about traveling restrictions, and the girl was definitely not happy. She had been looking to visit her family for some time now, to go back to the city and see old friends she hadn't seen in a while. It was her time to get away, and the airlines were now telling her she wouldn't get to do that any time soon. Amira placed the phone back in her bag and decided to use a computer to log into her parents account for the airline. Maybe she'd get a better explanation, or at least be able to rebook for a later date. Not that she wanted to do that, but at that point she had no other choice.

The girl signed her name in the computer log before making her way to one of the stations. She didn't need to contact her parents as she was the one who had initially set up the account. Her parents were smart people, but never really bothered to become tech savvy. They had her to handle any technical matters that may arise. Amira placed her bag on the desk adjacent to the desktop and made herself comfortable on the seat. She was about to click open the browser when she was startled by a door shutting close very loudly from the other side of the library. Then, and just as loudly, another door or possibly the same one creaked open. Instinctively, Amira grabbed her bag and pushed back on the chair, trying to see what had created such noise.

"What the hell was that?" She stood up and took a few steps away from the desk.

[User]
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Location: Court Street, Everbrook Public Library

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Ruby was parking her bike at the remaining unoccupied bike stands when she heard her name being mentioned. You would think that being so early in the vacation, the town's only library would be relatively empty, but no, there seemed to be sizeable crowd already gathering at the library, and perhaps, just perhaps, it being the town's only library had something to do with it. That was most probably the reason unless everyone here today had the same thoughts of her. Since when did people come so early in the vacation to the library anyway?

She turned around to find out who the owner of the voice was, and found it to be none other than Astrid Evans. At least that would who she would be, if she managed to get her name right. She didn't exactly know the girl well, but Ruby was at least 85% sure that the dark-haired girl is indeed Astrid Evans. The one with the Funeral home. Yep, the more she thought about it, the more sure she was that she had gotten the other girl's identity right. "Yup. I'm Ruby. You're Astrid right?" Finishing up with parking her bike, she spoke up once more. "Here to return some books? I am." She gestured towards her deformed backpack. "More than some actually."

Not delaying any longer, Ruby entered the library and ended towards the bookdrop area and emptied the contents of her backpack, temporarily freeing herself of the burden she had been carrying. She was just about to head towards the Mystery section of the library when she saw William heading towards the front of the library with what looked like an apprehensive and slightly worried expression on his face.

At least that was what she thought it looked like. He mentioned something about it getting really cold all of a sudden, and then realization dawned onto her. It was definitely a whole lot colder than it usually was. "It most certainly is. Now that you mention it, I don't remember it ever being this cold before." Will wasn't the only one that jumped when the loud slams came from the back of the library. Loud sounds tend to frightened her, and she too jumped, giving her a good fright.

[Assistant]
Sometimes Astrid wondered how people could be naturally pretty. While they had not had much in the way of a friendship or fleeting acquaintanceship, she knew her enough to notice her in passing. It also helped that the town so small insuring that Astrid almost had to notice Ruby Han's fathers' picture in the local supermarket showcasing that he was the manager of their humble grocery operation.  "Yeah, at least the last time I checked. Although nowadays I wouldn't mind being anyone else that doesn't live here. It's like this town is preventing me from leaving and not just because of the quarantine." Astrid didn't really know why she was venting her frustrations to a girl she barely knew, but she always felt comfortable around people she didn't know and that weren't from Everbrook circle.

The unintentional or intentional yoda reference made her giggle in what was otherwise dreary day in a string of dreary days.  "I didn't know you studied that much or that someone could study that much. If you need any help lugging those around, I can help you. By the way, do you know why the parking lot is so crowded? I expected it to be busy but not this much." Her confusion was only further mounted as they made their way inside and she caught the sight of not one, but several of her peers from Everbrook high in attendance.  "What is going on here?" she pondered in her head, her tongue jabbing the insides of her cheek. It kind of felt like the breakfast club with all of them meeting up so conveniently like this especially with the several stereotypes surround them. There was William the bible thumper, Walter the class clown, Abbie the mean girl, and even your resident jock.

Distracted by the crowd she hadn't noticed Ruby had left her side, until the crippling cold waved over her like a blanket. It was suffocating to say the least. The cold instantly reminded her of the funeral home, the morgue more specifically. The same cold she felt when she held her moms' hand for the last time at the wake. It was a feeling that she no longer wished to feel and so her body instinctively reacted by crossing her arms and rubbing her biceps. Without stating the obvious she tried to be more transparent in her questions than William,  "Why is everyone here in the first place?"


[System]
Age: 14
Hometown: Blackthorn City
Appearance (pic preferred):
Starter:
Bio: Liam dreamed of being a pokemon trainer like his father was once upon a time. He has a fondness for dragons. He dreamed of what the Dragon's Den would look like and hopes to one day be able to visit it. Liam traveled tough Kanto with Shiaranui. The two faced off in the final round of the tournament. When Liam was a baby, he had a babysitter, a Chansey named Florence. (She has evolved since Liam left on his journey.) A slip on a wet floor in the Pewter City Museum revealed that his hair is only dyed black. It was revealed in Blackthorn City, that he is the son of a Nurse Joy. He was as a random trainer called him when he was 5, "The shiny Pokémon of humans." Liam also explained that he uses a special dye, that has Bluk Berries as a key ingredient.
 Liam participated in and won the first and second ever Dragon Cup in Blackthorn City, having teleported home for it with his shiny Alakazam, Sherlock. He has also mastered the Battle Chateau in Kalos. Liam was the runner up in Hoenn's Grand Festival, and won The Evergrande Conference. Liam went on to fight and defeat Hoenn's Elite and Champion

Requested Legend(s): n/a
and his rival:

Name: Trevor Walton
Age: 14
Hometown: Vermilion City
Appearance (pic preferred):
Starter: -
Bio: Trevor disliked Liam, he disliked Liam solely due to the fact that he felt inadequate, believing Liam is coincided by his looks and talent in training. During the trip though Kanto, Trevor more or less followed the path of Blue in the original games. Recently, Trevor has warmed up some to Liam and Shiranui. He still may not particularly like them, but he respects them as strong Pokemon Trainers.

[User] The Trick Room had faded as Jiraiya threw a gob of poisonous slime at Titania. "Whip that Gunk Shot with Grass Knot!" The Gardevoir conjured a grassy rope and used it to whip the Gunk Shot off course. A loud crack had sounded on impact.

[Assistant] "Night Slash!" Liam called. Jiriya began to zero in to do some sword play, ending with an attack.

[User] "Titania, Hyper Voice! Mega Ring activate!" Shiranui activated his Mega Ring and Titania was enveloped in the dazzling glow of Mega Evolution. The glow faded to reveal Titania's Mega form and the Mega Gardevoir took a deep breath and let loose a shout that was as captivating as a Primarina's singing thanks to her Pixilate ability.

[Assistant] Jiriya was hurt by the Hyper Voice, but continued to carry on with his move.

[User] Jiraiya's attack connected and Shiranui lost some points.

[Assistant] "Gunk Shot into Water Shuriken!" Liam called. Jiriya tossed five shurikens of water and spat a glob of poison on each.

[User] "Push 'em back with Psyshock!" Titania unleashed a wave of psychic energy similar to a blast wave, causing the poisoned shuriken to lose their shape and velocity.

[Assistant] Liam lost some points with that counter. "Double Night slash!" Jiriya began his graceful moves with two blades.

[User] "Confuse Ray!" Titania let off a bright flash that left Jiraiya confused.

[Assistant] Jiriya hit himself in confusion, taking a big chunk from Liam's points. Liam called for Gunk Shot.

[User] "Double Team!" Titania made several copies and the Gunk Shot made one of them vanish.

[Assistant] Liam's points dropped more. "Water Shuriken! spread it around!" Jiriya tossed the shuirken all over, hoping to eliminate the remainnig copies.

[User] The copies were eliminated and Shiranui lost some points. "Titania, time to battle from the other side! Use Skill Swap!" The Mega Gardevoir started using her psychic powers and both battlers started glowing with auras as Titania prepared to swap her Pixilate ability with Jiraiya's Protean ability.

[Assistant] Jiriya was now stuck as a pure water type. "Gunk Shot!"

[User] Titania was hit by the attack and time was on the verge of expiring. "Titania, Thunderbolt!" The Mega Gardevoir conjured an electric arc between her hands and let loose a bolt of electricity.

[Assistant]
"Substitute into Night Slash!" At the last moment, Jiriya conjured a substitute that recived the bad shock and burst. Jiriya appeared behind Tatiana with the dark typed blade in hand. Jiriya's maneuver lowered Shiranui's points slightly, Jiriya was about to hit the Gardevoir with the Night Slash when Lillian called "Time!" If that would have connected, Liam would have won but instead it was a draw. Jiriya was tired, and wouldn't take too much more. It would be down to the next attack to connect wins.
 "Double Team into Night Slash!" Jiriya made copies of himself and they leapt in with the blades making a star-like shape and closing in on Titania.

[User] "Magical Leaf Salvo!" Titania conjured lots of iridescent leaves and sent them flying at the Greninja copies, each leaf sure to hit.

[Assistant] Jiriya was hit just when his blade was just an inch away from Titania, and he was knocked out. A red "x" appeared on the each of the monitors at the judges' desks. Shiranui was named the winner. Liam came out and helped Jiriya up, praising him for the good job before recalling him to his ball.

[User] Titania breathed a sigh of relief as she was recalled to her ball. "Another tenth of a second and you would have had me," commented Shiranui after receiving his ribbon.

[Assistant] "Yeah, that was a close one." Lam said. After the ribbon was awarded, Liam went to get Jiriya and Smaug healed up.

[User] Shiranui went with Liam to get Higitsune and Titania healed up. "Our next stop, I believe, is the Battle Dome up near Lavender Town," he stated.

[Assistant]
"Yup, not to mention Lavender's Contest." Liam said.
 "Alola boys!" came a voice from behind them. Liam turned his head to see his father approaching. Liam noticed that his father had developed a tan.

[User] "Alola to you, Mr. Coleman," replied Shiranui, assuming Mr. Coleman's greeting was an Alolan custom, "How was your trip?"

[Assistant] "It was amazing." Mr. Coleman replied as he took a seat. "I also got something for you boys." He said as he handed them both something that resembled a tiki. "This is an ornament that depicts a mysterious Pokémon that has been venerated as a guardian deity for an extremely long time in Alola." He explined. Liam thanked his father for it.

[User]
Shiranui was curious about the ornament so he pulled out his Pokédex and scanned it. "Tapu Koko, the Land Spirit Pokémon. It confuses its enemies by flying too quickly for the eye to follow. It has a hair-trigger temper but forgets what made it angry an instant later."
"Alola must truly be fascinating if Pokémon such as Primarina and Tapu Koko are from there," commented Shiranui.

[Assistant] A Chancey brought the four Pokémon that the heroes combined put in for healing. Liam thanked the Chancey. Mr. Coleman said he had something he wanted to show the boys and asked them to follow him out.

[User] Shiranui got his Pokémon back and followed Mr. Coleman out, his curiosity renewed.

[Assistant]
"I found two particular Pokémon in Alola. One that you will like son, and the other one is for my wife." He held a Heal Ball and a Luxury Ball in his hand. He tossed them in th air and they opened. from the Heal Ball came a Pokémon that resembled a lei, and from the other came a quadrupedal creature. It had a yellow heart shape ontop of its head. The top half of its body is a stone grey, while the bottom half was a darker grey. "These are Comfey and Jangmo-o." He explained. "Joys in Alola use Comfey along with the standard Chansey and Blissy." He explained.
 Liam commented that Jangmo-o was cute.
 "It's also a dragon." Mr. Coleman said. At that comment, Liam had the same facial expression as Ash does in this picture.

[User]
Shiranui scanned the two new Pokémon. "Comfey, the Posy Picker Pokémon. It attaches flowers to its highly nutritious vine. This revitalizes the flowers, and they give off an aromatic scent."
"Jangmo-o, the Scaly Pokémon. It expresses its feelings by smacking its scales. Metallic sounds echo through the tall mountains where Jangmo-o lives."
"Looks like you just gained a new friend, Liam," stated Shiranui.

[Assistant] Mr. Coleman recalled Comfey. Jangmo-o was interested in Liam.

[User] Shiranui watched Jangmo-o with curiosity. He realised he'd have to face it in battle someday.

[Assistant] Liam said aloud that he was going to need to try and find a Jangmo-o when he goes to Alola.

[User] "Good luck with that," replied Shiranui, "According to the Pokédex, they live on tall mountains where few if any humans go."

[Assistant] "Well, I guess I'll have to climb every mountain." Liam said knowing full well he was quoting a song.

[User] Shiranui raised an eyebrow, not knowing of the song Liam was quoting.

[Assistant] "Well, shall we go on to the Battle Tower?" Liam asked.

[User] "That's a bit far away," answered Shiranui.

[Assistant] "Did I say 'tower'?" Liam asked. "I meant 'Dome'."

[User] "Then yes we shall," answered Shiranui.

[Assistant] Liam's father deicded to accompany them to watch the battle at the battle Dome.

[User] Shiranui knew Mr. Coleman had watched their battles live before. What he didn't know was battles at the Battle Dome were public exhibition matches. He did get the 411 from Renketsumoh about the rules of battle mirroring those at the Kumquat Island Gym. As the heroes and Mr. Coleman left, a lone Pokémon that had stowed away on the cruise liner that was docked at the port was watching over the trio. This Pokémon bore a loose resemblance to Pikachu only it lacked forelimbs, its tail was wooden, its face looked like it was hastily drawn on and the rag it wore looked like it was decades old. They were being watched and followed by a Mimikyu.

[Assistant] Before long, the group reached the point where they turned north. "Now, its a straiht shot." Liam said.

[User] "More or less," Shiranui replied, seeing the zigzags and twists of Route 12's jetties.

[Assistant] "Well, it won't be long now until we are at the Dome." Liam said.

[User] Shiranui nodded in agreement. "Chances are, we'll find Scott there," he stated.

[Assistant] "Probably a safee bet." Liam said as they entered Lavender Town. "But, first we should heal up."

[User] "Definitely," Shiranui agreed.

[Assistant]
Lima checked into the Lavender Pokémon Center. The Lavender Joy was behind her desk with a gloomy look on her face. Her voice was also missing the perky tone of the other Joys. She took Liam's Pokémon for healing.
 "Liam, you have a visitor over there." She said shortly pointing off toward a set of tables. Scott sa at one drinking tea.

[User] Shiranui put his Pokémon in for healing and noticed Scott at a table. "I knew it," he stated to Liam.

[Assistant] Scott waved to the heroes. He finished his tea and came over. "Greetings boys." He said. "I trust that you are ready to face the Battle Dome?" He asked. He than saw Mr. Coleman, and deduced he was Liam's father, due to similarties in their apperances.

[User] "We're ready," answered Shiranui.

[Assistant] The Pokémon were brought back to the heroes. Liam thanked the haney that delivered them.

[User] Shiranui did likewise and was ready to face the Battle Dome.

[Assistant] There was a huge crowd around the Dome. Scott mentioned that Dome Ace Tucker having any challengers is big, and many people come to watch the battle. Scott also mentioned that usually his challengers get interviewed, normally about where they are from, strategies they like to use, types they like, etc.


[System]
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Age: 17, born 11th October 1998
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual/Bi-Romantic

Appearance

Arthur is above average height, standing at 5' 11", is broad shouldered and has a strong build from years of playing a variety of sports. Ever since he stopped growing, in the last year or so, he has undergone physical training under the instruction of a tutor to enhance his potential as a sportsman and athlete. As such he is well toned and has a habit of beginning every morning early with a round of intense exercise.

He is naturally pale skinned but has a long-term tan from his frequent outdoors activities and has very pale hair, blond almost to the point of being white-haired. His eyes are a turquoise colour, bright and warm, with an intensity that could be unnerving if it were not for the relaxed air that surrounds their owner.

History

Arthur was born and bred in Southern England of the United Kingdom. His father was a successful accountant to the wealthy in London, often away for weeks or even months at a time while his mother had worked as a lawyer before Arthur came along. After that she retired but still received a sizeable income after inheriting controlling shares of a large stationary company built up by her grandfather.

Ever since Arthur can remember his mother has been mentally unstable and it supposedly only got worse after giving birth to him. Arthur's father never said a thing but it was clear he put a great deal of blame on his son and, although he provided an extraordinarily privileged upbringing, there was no love in the relationship. When the option for going to a boarding school arose Arthur was shipped off before he even knew what was happening and ever since has rarely returned home and even then only for a brief period of time.

As one might expect with such wealth in the family, Arthur had access to the most expensive tutors and trainers with a great deal of expectation thrust upon the only child in the family. His strong academic performance was matched with an array of athletic and other sporting awards and it was inevitable that he was given multiple scholarships to Eton, the most expensive and prestigious school in the country. Here he brushed shoulders with the offspring of former Prime Ministers and other leading politicians, the children of the richest and most powerful businessmen and women and even the occasional Royal (although not any heirs to the throne, of course).

Over the years he learned to enjoy his time away from home and his family and became very independent. A lot of his spare time was spent with various sports team (specifically the badminton, rugby and athletic clubs) and the rest was in the expansive libraries his affluent schools opened to their pupils.

It was during one of these spells in the quiet library that he was seized by the programme's operatives and secreted out to a waiting vehicle, the librarian conveniently called away to an emergency elsewhere.

Power: Accelerated healing.

It was during a rugby game that Arthur first had a clue to his power's existence. A high tackle wrenched his left shoulder out of its socket but his coach forced it back in as there was no sub to take his place and cancelling a game due to injury would forever be a blight upon the school's record. The next few scrums put additional pressure on the shoulder until his collar bone fractured just as the game ended.

Once at hospital it was found the injury had begun to mend already and he constantly exceeded his doctor's time frames for the recovery process to the point of it being abnormal.

[User]
URIEL ATTICUS: LOCATION - AUDITORIUM

There was a way out. The lady out front said so herself. Uriel felt his heart tighten, a smile forcing the corners of his lips upwards. He wasn't going to be a lab rat for the rest of his days! Sure it would take a few years if what Nilin said was anything to go by, but Uriel was a quick learner. He'd already figured out the sensor part of his powers in a week! He could feel Mara's stinging finger, Irina and Shirtless Abel's headaches, and gauge the severity of their pain. Speaking of which, should he do something about those headaches? His mentor stated that his full set of powers was "pain manipulation" so maybe he could tune the sensation down for others? Could he do that yet? Maybe later, right now he wanted to listen.

Can you really trust that lady's words?

Uriel shushed and quickly derailed that train of thought. False hope was better than having none at all. Desperation was the only thing directing his actions here. With the joyful possibility of freedom in the air, Uriel sat back and enjoyed Nilin's light show. Wow, she was really giving them the ol' razzle dazzle. He felt the usual curiosity and wonder burst from his chest. The smile on his face grew into an amazed gawp.

"So you do illusions then?" he asked eagerly.

Was it illusion or matter manipulation? Hopefully not the latter. The ability to alter the nature of energy itself was terrifying. An Oppenheimer kind of terrifying. If it really was energy manipulation and not illusion…

Maybe it was a good thing she got captured for rehabilitation then.

As soon as Uriel thought those words he felt a nasty mixture of guilt and disgust. But he couldn't deny the reason behind it. He wouldn't dwell on it for long though, there was this weird sensation in his head, kind of like another-

Uriel!

"Geh!" The teen jolted in his seat, hoping he wouldn't get weird looks for the show of surprise. That was Irina, wasn't it? In his head. Guess she was learning to do some other funky brain stuff with her powers. She didn't hear what he thought about Nilin earlier did she? He didn't need someone he'll spend the next couple of years hating him any further. Time to start some distraction banter.

Atticus to Ivanov here, he thought-said, doing his best mock pilot voice, testing out the communication lines. Do you copy? Over.

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Nilin looked over the group, the wary faces trying their best to hide the blossoming hope underneath. Irina's attention was elsewhere, as it might be when one has several voices sounding off inside one's mind. By and large, it seemed that they were now prepared to listen, or move on. At the very least, they were less suspicious and resistant than before her display so it had been the correct choice to display it in such a vivid manner.

"The first group session will involve everyone and from there we will assess you and divide you into smaller groups more applicable to your individual ability types. Training in groups alongside your individual sessions has yielded rapid results in the past and should enable you all to develop and control your abilities faster."

Nilin strode up one of the aisles and through the auditorium doors, turning left and taking the door at the opposite end of the corridor to where the residents had been going for their individual sessions. There was no need to tell the group to follow, they simply did so obediently although with some quiet conversation as they followed their new instructor with some small degree of hope.

After a few turns past the previously locked door Nilin came to a large set of double doors and pushed through them without pause, the group following her into a massive but empty room. The walls were shielded with metal plates and there were none of the fake-windows in here, just an array of lights in the ceiling that were behind a fine mesh gauze, presumably for protection.

"This is the main training room used for group activities. For now I'm going to split you all into pairs and you're going to work out a way to train your abilities together. Then you'll rotate partners and experiment with each other to find what works and what doesn't." Nilin had no pad or list from which to read, there was no need, so familiar was she with each of the individuals and their respective abilities.

"Your starting pairs are as follows: Irina and Stasya, Mara and Nikolai, Arthur and Uriel, Lucie with Christian. As we have an odd number Abel will join Irina and Stasya. I'll tell you when to switch partners. Discuss where your powers overlap and test them against each other. One thing though: don't do anything unnecessarily dangerous." A slight, wry smile briefly flittered across her lips before promptly disappearing. "It's still early days for that."

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Irina Ivanov
Location: Auditorium, then following NIlin
Mentions:@Jinxer@banjoanjo@Thundercrash

'Careful, Irina….'

 'What? Who?'

Irina had heard her name being called through one of the thoughts but had not caught whatever the person was thinking fast enough. It sounded like Arthur, but then again there were so many other voices dancing around in her head that she did not have the attention span to sit there and try to figure it out.

Not only did the young woman now have to deal with all of the voices, but she also had to work with her new found ability, and also try to wrap her head around what exactly she had just seen Nilin do.

'So, an illusion? But is it merely optical or has she planted it in our minds? Assuming that it is, in fact, an illusion. He briefly glanced over at Irina. If it's the latter then we might have a problem. If we were wanting to leave, that is.'

Without moving, Irina listened closely to the message that Arthur had thought. She bit her lip as her brows furrowed in concentration. Surely if what Nilin had just done was something that had been planted in their minds, Irina would have felt it. Or she would have at least felt something. Anything. Yet she didn't. Her green eyes quickly glanced over at Arthur and make contact, which she followed by a quick shake to her head. She attempted to re-assure the young man that it was not the latter without drawing too much attention towards her.

'Oh thank you!'

The voice was louder than the others suddenly which caused Irina to slightly cringe, but not to where the others could notice. Stasya was speaking to her now which was surprising. Irina never would have figured that the young and timid girl would ever really reach out to her. Irina followed the Russian girl's thoughts with intent and diligence as she tried to understand everything that was trying to be told.

Once Irina deciphered the thought process along with what was being directly thought her way, her own gears started turning in her head. Stasya had a point. If Irina could somehow manage to connect with everyone then maybe they could have a sort of privacy, but to do that, she would need to practice. Not only that but she had to be very careful of how she came about it. One wrong move or thought would mean that everyone could possibly hear everything that was inside of her mind which was not always happy.

'I'll help… I will need time to get better at this but I will help as much as I can.'

Irina attempted to do everything the same in her mind as she did earlier to be able to reach Stasya, even going as far as repeating herself several times.

'Atticus to Ivanov here, testing out the communication lines. Do you copy? Over.'

 'Uriel! Can you still hear me?! Come on say yes…'

Irina tried her best to try and touch back to everyone that had heard her "mind shouting". It was a better outcome then she had expected, which meant she was a bit stronger. Unfortunately her attention could not be kept on her inner communication for long due to Nilin escorting them somewhere else. The group exercises.

Irina would be paired with Stasya. Part of her wish she could have just gone and sat down with Abel, but the other part was thankful. Stasya seemed to have a good mind link with Irina which gave her more time to practice. Nilin went ahead and told them to converse amongst each other to be able to tell how their powers coincided. Irina simply blinked at Stasya and stood awkwardly as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other.

Irina was half Russian and half Spaniard. Her mother spoke more Spanish than Russian so she spoke choppy Russian although she understood it well enough. She could think it way better than she could verbally speak it.

With a small and apologetic smile, Irina went up to Stasya and pointed to her own forehead. "I hear you." She followed her sentence by switching her pointing direction and placing her finger near Stasya's forehead.

[Assistant]
Irina's rebuttal of Arthur's analysis was somewhat comforting. Although she had not perfected her power it was still good to know that, from her experience at least, their new instructor's power was not the invasive nightmare that he had imagined. He could see that she was both struggling and experimenting with the new applications of her ability but exhaustion was beginning to take its toll.

Arthur made a note to himself to put in a request for the power nullifier to be put on, or at least to question its inactivity at night time and the potentially dangerous consequences of leaving it so; asking for things at this stage would only increase their captors' confidence in the control they exercised over the inhabitants of the facility.

"I'm really not sure I want to be testing my powers out with others..." Arthur muttered to himself. As far as he could tell, the only way to put his abilities to the test was to be injured in some way or other and then see how long said injury took to repair. Thankfully there was no one in their group likely to blow a massive hole in his chest or something drastic like that; the young Brit seriously doubted his 'Accelerated Healing' power covered gaping chest wounds and the like.

When Nilin announced his first pairing he was mildly pleased. He and Uriel got on well, both being from somewhat advantageous backgrounds; although, Arthur had a feeling that Uriel's early life had been more pleasant than his own. That, or the Aussie dealt with it very well. Looking around the small gaggle of adolescents, Arthur located Uriel and shot off a mock salute when his partner had spotted him.

"Looks like we're up first. I'm not sure how you want to go about this but... my power is pretty much entirely passive." He grimaced a little before continuing. "And... the only way I can see us 'training our abilities together', as our new coach/chief scientist/warden has commanded, is if you... y'know, hurt me. And then we see how long it takes me to recover. Fun, right?"


[System]
Nickname:
Race: Human
Age: 27.
Gender: Female

Appearance: Picture or description. Use a hider.

 Additionally she has a chain like scars across all her right arm, neck and across her torso as if a long chain has been wrapped around her body and burned her skin at those places, leaving clear scars behind.

Proportionality:
Weight: 63 kg
Height: 1.73 m
Frame: Atlethic
Use a hider.
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Personality:- Wylde is an extremely straightforward person. She does what she wants, says what is on her mind and doesn't hold back for no one. She prefers company over solitude and has been known to search for people to spend time with. Due her work as a duelist for hire, she is used to traveling and loves it. Additionally she loves to meet new people and duel them if the chance presents itself. Warrior, mages, rogues, archers and all others, she loves experiencing new challenges and actively seeks out strong opponents. As a last note to mention she enjoys alcohol a lot. Especially before and after fights or when it's full moon.

Job: Duelist

Fighting Style: When without weapon, Wylde's main fighting style on extreme mobility and footwork that allows her to dodge and position herself for fast retaliation strikes, targeting vital points.

Weapons from strongest to weakest: Rappier > lance > dagger.
Armors/Outfits Self explanatory. Besides a single armguard on her left hand and a kneeguard on her right leg, she wears no other armor. As clothing she wears light so it doesn't affect her mobility.
Weight Class: LIGHT.

Familiar: Castanica
Because I'm changing the summoning up, everyone get's one. First come first serve, you can be creative. However, you start with just ONE. You get one to two additional magic types. One Resistance/ absorbance. And a passive. List the strengths it gives you, as well as the passive. Nothing stupidly powerful please.

Familiar Abilities: Allows darkness and negative status magics to be used. Grants immunity to darkness effects and resistance to sleep, slow, doom. Passive- grants the user low light vision. Weakness: Anything with light or fire attribute.

Movement Type: Stationary or slow walk.

Familiar Size: Large (Somewhat close to a Behemoth.).

Relic Weapons: A jet black lance, with black and purple like wisps swirling around it.

Relic Armors: An armor made out of jet black cloth and chains. Once summoned it wraps around the user, surrounding them with dark and purple wisps similar to the weapon. Additionally it releases a black mist/miasma.

Trance: In trance, Wylde's speed triples along with her reflexes. Her body seems to get even slender, but without losing any physical strength. Her body starts to shine in pale blue and her weapon usually turns into crystal.

Note, these do effect the trances as well to some degree.
- That degree being that these items will get buffed up to some degree.
- These however do not disrupt your default trance.

Flat State. (Your standard CS reflects this already.)
- This basically means when your familiar is inactive. Relic gear disappears until that familiar is active.
- It also means your attributes return to base value. Meaning no buffs or debuffs to compensate.

Relic Items.
- These are unbreakable, but because of that they at times will not be as strong as the items you craft.
- These however are items that do get stronger as your familiar bonds with you in battle.

- In short, good alternatives to not destroying your gear. These are not required to be used when the familiar is summoned, but if you do not wish to use them, you can have the familiar handle it.

- These don't override your gear. Though Relic armors or robes will either go over your current attire, or under based on if you are wearing Knight like armor or not.

- However, if you wish for your clothing to shift to reflect your style, that is fine. But you should state what is overrides if you wish it to.

Familiar Sizes and movement types.
- Just basically gives me a way to gauge how they fight, move and function.
- The sizes basically mean how likely they are to draw attention or stay hidden.
- And how far they may or may not reach.
Trance: Basically a form of sheer will and power. All attributes pretty much increase, as well as getting additional abilities you may not otherwise have by normal means.

- The way Trance is activated is through stress and emotions. So tension can induce this.
- Your body can shift form due to the sheer power. Such as changing figure a bit.

Pros- Your Strengths. Extremely fast, hard to hit and has devastating counters, lots of experience as a professional soldier and mercenary. Her debuffs devastate the enemy's abilities as fight goes on.
Cons- Your weaknesses. Dependent on dodges, has low health, doesn't have magic besides her familiar's.
Racial Strengths- Can use multiple weapons
Racial Weaknesses- Limited magics beside those of her familiar

Sets: Leave this blank for the time being. All this is, is equipment sets. Usually just outfits and items that you switch between.

Background: Wylde was born in the capital of Alexandria. Daughter of a small noble, it was decided she will be a member of the military since the day she was born. As a young child she showed extreme promises as she seemed to be a natural athlete. By the age of 17 she had proven she is indeed worthy of the army and was already considered an accomplished duelist with great potential. The life in the army didn't suit her though. She was always catching herself looking in the far distance and down towards the misty lands, yearning to go out on her own into the vast open world. Many times during guard duty, she would sneak away into the library to read of distant lands and monsters that one couldn't see near Alexandria.

 It was two months after her 17th birthday that she finally decided she will leave the army and head out on her own. Her choice was not received well by her family and her superiors, but she had already decided and there was no way anyone would stop her really once her mind was made up. She left her uniform behind and set out with the first airship that left the capital. She didn't even ask where they were headed, she was going to find out when they arrived!

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As the scene with Cassius unfolded on stage, Wylde signaled the special effects to activate one of the small smoke screens they used for sudden character appearance on stage. As Cassius did his trick, moments later the smoke went off, and Wylde jumped from above the sage, appearing as if from nowhere kneeling next to the fallen Marcus and Cinna.

 Her costume had been changed to a more rugged one, as if it had gone through multitude of fighting and struggles to reach this point." Ohh, my sworn brothers, how did this happened…" She said in grand theatrical and dramatic voice, before standing up." Ohh woe the tragedy when one of our own sworn brothers betrayed us." She stated, making a dramatic spin to face the dragon and Blank." Did you think you got rid of me, traitor? YOU'D BETRAY YOUR OWN FAMILY? OUR OATHS OF ETHERNAL FRIEDNSHIP?" Her voice roared, but it still sounded different form her own to not get recognized right away. She then did a few steps and stood next to Cassius.

 "Well said, stranger! For the traitor and his beasts won't life to see the dawn! Let me help you in the name of my sworn brothers!" She roared, making a dramatic draw of her sword from it's sheath. In theatre every movement had to be grand, ever attack, every dodge. All was a play to attract the viewers attention and awe. Thus it differed from real fighting, but she was skilled enough to adapt to any fighting scene. She was the scene combat trainer for the troupe for a reason after all.

 As she drew her sword, she made an exaggerated gesture to throw the sheath backwards and into the audience for someone lucky to get a souvenir from the play." Feel the wrath of betrayal!" She shouted taking an elaborate fighting stance, running a finger across the blade as fire spread through where she touched the metal. One of the many special effects prepared for this play after all.

 Leaving the dragon to Cassius to deal with, Wylde made a straight dash at Blank who was looking maliciously behind Karn's protection. The fencer simply bypassed the dragon by making another drawn out spin move around the 'beast' to give the audience even more sense of action. In the next moment she was already by Blank." Defend yourself!" She shouted, going directly fro the slash, making it as showy as possible all for the audience's sake. They wanted a spectacle and by god she was going to give htem one!

[Assistant]
It's. Fucking. Hot. As. Hell.

And this bloody suit stinks of sweat and old man smell. This was more woven for Baku, in which he used as a sparring thing sometimes, so it didn't smell so good. Although he was much more klutzy in this thing compared to Karn, who's steps were pretty graceful. Despite barely able to see a thing. She was more relying of her ears to guide her, using the others footsteps to react. That, and following Benero's lead as he pulled and tugged from ontop of her shoulders.

The rookie shot some cooling mist, which admittedly was refreshing. Of course the 'Dragon' dramatacllu stumbled back, shrieking in agony at the attack. It shook it's head and thumped its scaly tail against the wooden floor in anger. As Wydle went to bypass, the 'Dragon' dramataclly whirled to the side, the head making a snapping motion and just missed the new opponent.

As another gust of mist shot at it, it staggered again before roaring angrily, flames spilling out of the nostrils. Steaming up the misty liquid to cause a slightly foggy effect before moving foreword toward Cassius. The left arm raising as high as it could go before 'slamming' dramatically downward toward Cassius. It would be easy to dodge and light enough not to hurt, but it looked pretty neat.

Blank in the meantime, pulled his sword up to block against the attack. "Don't you understand?! This is for the good for our country!" He shouted before back flipping to land away and waved his sword in a slash movement briefly. "And for the good for the safety of many, sacrifices must be made!" He shouted before moving in for a lunge, hands clasping in both hands as he raised it above his head and head toward her.

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Cassius blinked at the "Dragon". He simply shot a quick burst of liquid at it before feeling slightly provoked at the claw like swipe.
"Ya know, if the whole scene is improvised... I think I should show them what Sudasians and Kumihos do to dragons." Cassius eyes glinted as he somewhat twirled to the left to avoid the strike.

Cassius placed his weapon in a side Holster as his fist began to glow, real fire projecting. "I'll scorch you with the fires you spew demon!" Cassius performed a rising uppercut with enough force to scorch and burn the metal, his hand flash freezing it with his palm, upon landing, he preformed a somersault kick with both legs in perfect synchronization. Karn could confirm one thing. Cassius did not need weapons to be deadly. The Dragon's head shattered, it being sent to the side. With that, Cassius created a fog with a combination of Fire and Water. He crouched down to her, helping her to her feet slowly. The Audience loved it.

Cassius whispered. "Not every scene can last forever. But it should be enough to buy them time, wouldn't you agree?" He did begin to inspect her body for injury, he seemed very through. "Hmm... The Metal protected you... Good." Cassius nodded.

He then proceeded to check on Benero. "You will be resting a while..." Cassius blinked before dragging him back inside.

Monica blinked when she was checking on the crew.
"Did you do this...?" She winced a bit at the man.

"Fill this with a strong potion, he needs to be able bodied. And this one too with a detoxification serum if you have any." Cassius handed two encapsulated syringes to Monica who took a breath, she went over to here work station where a Caldron with a divider appeared.

"Howdy hi!" Spoke the Caldron.
"Hi Whiiimsy!" Monica spoke as she began mixing several ingredients together. It did not take her very long at all. But she rather not impede on others, but she did agree, a Sober Baku is a good one.

Monica gave the two to Cassius, one being red, the other was a clear fluid.
"Red is Potion based concentrate, the Clear Fluid is the Detox. You've careful, I can be clumsy." Monica took a breath.

Cassius placed the Detox into Baku's arm before moving the concentrated potion into Benero's neck. He applied a bit on a bandage wrap seeing as a neck was more vulnerable. It wasn't till Cassius and Itzel felt a pulse in the back of their minds, their eyes dilating.

From a Bird's eye view, they could see the stage being surrounded by Lower ranked Knights of Alexandria, the other being Beatrix arriving to the stage. Cassius shook his head... That was preposterous.

[Assistant]
"If someone has to be sacrificed for the ' benefit ' of others, then something's wrong with the whole situation!" Wylde replied to Blank with angry voice, staying in character. She replied to his lunge. Wylde made a spin, using her sword to nearly throw him flying to the side using his own momentum." For the benefit of the country you would betray your family?! Where's the logic in that?" She shouted, now lunging at him, doing elaborate and showy movements, allowing him plenty of time to dodge, parry and counter her blows.

 With her side glance, she noticed how the fight with the 'dragon' ended. She sighed mentally, not breaking of the fight with Blank. If the dragon was gone, it was up to him and her to keep the public occupied for a while longer until they were ready to flee. That should be ready in not too long though she felt from what she could hear from hte engines through the shouting and the noise of the crowd.

 She suddenly pulled in and dashed towards Blank." Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" She shouted, spinning to do a slash, clearly leaving him enough time and opportunity for him to 'stab' her as she even indicated where he should do it while she was with ehr back to the public in her spin and only he could see her other hand.

 Once the stab did happen, she put a rather surprised and helpless expression on her face." My brother loves, the princess..." She muttered, coughing a few drops of fake blood, before suddenly grabbing Blank's arm pulling him close to herself and keeping him in place." Everything for those you love!" She shouted, piercing him in similar manner.