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THE REST OF YOU, MOVE! the Minister yells to get a rise out of the others.
You have yet another new member to be introduced to due to Nathaniel's disappearance last night!
You have yet another new member to be introduced to due to Nathaniel's disappearance last night!
Name:Jarod Kleaix
Age: 25
Gender:Male
Class:Hunter
Weapons: Repeater
Appearence:Stand shorter than average and an athletic build, Jarod has dirty blonde hair kept a medium length, tie in a ponytail. His right eye is a dull gray color, and a long scar runs down his left side of his face, leaving him partial blind in that eye. His clothing is quite non-discriptive. He wears a light armor, so that he can keep his speed and agility up. Over his armor, he wears a deep red cloak.
Age: 25
Gender:Male
Class:Hunter
Weapons: Repeater
Appearence:Stand shorter than average and an athletic build, Jarod has dirty blonde hair kept a medium length, tie in a ponytail. His right eye is a dull gray color, and a long scar runs down his left side of his face, leaving him partial blind in that eye. His clothing is quite non-discriptive. He wears a light armor, so that he can keep his speed and agility up. Over his armor, he wears a deep red cloak.
I was suppose to be on leave today.
Jarod was at the canteen, sipping a mug of beer. He just got here about 30 minutes ago and was tired and annoyed. As he was just about about to leave the palace to head home to his family in the country side when he got the call to report for duty. Apparently, someone went awol or something and they need another Hunter. And I was the only one here.
Sitting at the bar, Jarod was rubbing his scar. It was due to an accident a few years ago and lost about a quarter of his eyesight in his left eye. Jarod then waited for the the rest of the crew to show up and greet him. While he waited, he took another sip of liquid courage.
"Ahh! Sigh, just when I thought it couldn't get any worse then yesterday," Grace whined.
She took her battle costume out of her wardrobe and put it on hastily. She headed down to the mess hall where she saw the new face. The new face with the huge scar on it.
"So, are you the one replacing Nate? I knew that guy couldn't take it. He was always mumbling to himself and everything. I dunno. But yeah, I'm Grace. What's up with your eye? That looks brutal."
She took her battle costume out of her wardrobe and put it on hastily. She headed down to the mess hall where she saw the new face. The new face with the huge scar on it.
"So, are you the one replacing Nate? I knew that guy couldn't take it. He was always mumbling to himself and everything. I dunno. But yeah, I'm Grace. What's up with your eye? That looks brutal."
Yea, I'm Jarod. it is very nice to meet you Grace. My eye? If you think that looks bad, you should have seen the other guy."
Thanatos yawned, streching his arms as he did so. "Hey Grace. Hey Jarod. Yes, I eavesdropped. Then again, you're not making it hard for me when you're using your morning shout voices. Anyway, hunter, right?" He asked, pointing at Jarod. "If so, then why are you drinking? You are the one job that can't drink. If a golem drinks, he might actually be better. If I drink, I just go supernova and burn everything in the vicinity. the alcohol would actually boost my abilities, if only because it is flammable. You however, have to be able to hit a fly's eye from a mile high, pardon the rhyme. And for God's sake, it's not even 9 yet!"
Listen, jack-hole. I am suppose to be on the coast right now with my family! Don't you think I deserve a freaking drink!" Jarod snaped at Thanatos.
Damn magus, thinking they are better than the rest of us. Always enjoy killing them. They are just so high and mighty.
After a pang of brief guilt, Jarod apologize "Sorry for snapping at you. Been on the edge lately. The drink takes the edge off a little bit. I can drink any Golem under the table and still shoot the wings of a fly."
Damn magus, thinking they are better than the rest of us. Always enjoy killing them. They are just so high and mighty.
After a pang of brief guilt, Jarod apologize "Sorry for snapping at you. Been on the edge lately. The drink takes the edge off a little bit. I can drink any Golem under the table and still shoot the wings of a fly."
"Oooh, I want to go to the coast so bad! I heard it's really nice there. And sunny! And I wouldn't need ice for my drink!" Grace commented. "But no, that really sucks about your eye, and your family, but at least this should just be a quick mission. Just guarding the princess while she does her thing in this town."
Thanatos shrugged. "It's fine. That sort of thing doesn't really bother me. You're not the first to snap at me, and you won't be the last. I'm just worried because we all need to be at our best. It's her royal highness we're protecting, and if she dies, then the throne is heirless and the Crown Wars will just repeat themselves." Thanatos shuddered at the thought. I am sorry you lost quality time with your family. But on the off chance that the princess is killed because you were not at 100%, you might not have a family to return to."
Trent shrugged, "Do what you want with him, I only want him dead when this is all said and done." Trent was obviously not in the mood for mercy. He moved to watch, almost hoping to see the old fart squirm in pain.
Kylar nodded, understanding his reasoning. "I'll be sure to make it extra painful for him Trent." Closing his eyes, Kylar placed a hand on the frightened old man's head before forcing his way in. Then the screams began, rising through the octaves before the man's voice grew hoarse and he bit in own tongue off and still Kylar continued sifting.
Cygnus walked into the room, watching the others argue. Again, a dark mood, huh? This keeps getting better and better.
He moved to a wall, leaned back and looked at the ordeal, shaking his head. "Grace, don't underestimate this mission. We're not going on a picnic here. At least Thanatos has a decent idea of the importance of this mission."
His attention went to Jarod. "So, another hunter. I was starting to feel lonely here with between these magis and golemns. Hopefully this means I get to work with someone who actually pays attention to the details."
He moved to a wall, leaned back and looked at the ordeal, shaking his head. "Grace, don't underestimate this mission. We're not going on a picnic here. At least Thanatos has a decent idea of the importance of this mission."
His attention went to Jarod. "So, another hunter. I was starting to feel lonely here with between these magis and golemns. Hopefully this means I get to work with someone who actually pays attention to the details."
Hey, sorry to have vanished on you, but I was busy with an Art exam. Anyways, i'm back now...
Jon was trapped, and things looked bad. Four of the original five attackers were still standing, and he was running out of space to retreat. The first had gone down to a surprise burst of the HF spray, but Jon had hoped to at least one of the others, who had all backeed away with unfortunate speed; the foe had trained guerrillas of their own, it seemed.
Jon's gaze flickered skyward, and he allowed himself a grin. One man followed his gaze, and died with a poison needle in his neck. Guerrillas they may be, thought Jon, But they'll need more than that to beat the Vetix
However, that still left three foes, and he was running out of tricks...
Backup would be fine, and I'm sure Aurelius isn't too busy...
"Yea, someone who doesn't rely on brute strength or kill everyone in an area." Jarod didn't know what felt about this other hunter. It was in his nature to trust anyone.
As he finished his only beer, Kleaix got up and asked "So, where is the princess who decided to grow up on my leave?"
Despite how bitter Jarod may seem, he is willing to die for the royal family, including the princess.
As he finished his only beer, Kleaix got up and asked "So, where is the princess who decided to grow up on my leave?"
Despite how bitter Jarod may seem, he is willing to die for the royal family, including the princess.
Never too busy for you, m'dear.
Aurelius had dashed away to warn the fire brigade of the impending threat.
Trouble being, Aurelius couldn't find a fire brigade. He couldn't find any sort of authority with which to cooperate. He felt his muscles tense with apprehension at the implications of it. Something wrong about this town, indeed...
That was when he stumbled upon Jon's predicament. He was surprised to see yet another gang attacking one of their own and was thankful he wasn't invited to the party. They hadn't seen him yet... Good. Then he could actually be of some use.
The guerrilla did what he did best--creep. As soon as he was upon them, one was explicitly surprised to find his feet suddenly missing.
"I'm just saying, we got how many of us here and in the city?" Grace asked. "There's like 10 of us, and all of us are good at what we do, or at least I hope so, so like we should be able to handle whatever threatens the princess, if anything threatens her."
Grace grabbed some orange juice from the mess area, and started sipping it.
"But yeah, I haven't seen her in a few days. I guess she must be like, preparing and stuff. I dunno how she lives her life."
Though I wouldn't mind finding out.....
Grace grabbed some orange juice from the mess area, and started sipping it.
"But yeah, I haven't seen her in a few days. I guess she must be like, preparing and stuff. I dunno how she lives her life."
Though I wouldn't mind finding out.....
Trent was pacing the alley as the old man screamed and writhed. "How much longer is this going to take?" Trent asked Kylar, "We need to get going, the others will be bringing along the gift soon. We can't be lingering no matter how much I like seeing him scream."
Kylar responded without looking, "I'm not making him scream for you, well actually I was. Anyway he has a lot of memories to sort through that involve shady business. It seems this town is run by the lawless, no authority to speak off. It shouldn't be to much longer before I'm done with him."
I'm not sure what I should say in regards to the information. Do I just say they were planning an attack or do I wait for you T3?