Apollosarcher

Project Freelancer

Carolina was not having a good time, apparently exploding the main gunnery deck and the chain reaction with the ammo had pissed off most the crew. However because the damage wasn't to life support they kept coming and Carolina was fast running out of bullets for his assault rifle. He sprinted across the hall unleashing a hail of fire throwing the rifle on to his back looking around for anything he could use. He smiled when he spotted it. "Hey Alaska I hope you got heavy lift gear, I found a new toy." He smiled at the prototype Mantis before him. It was time to have some fun. He climbed into the cockpit bringing systems online as the Marines in circled the armory he brought the gun to bear.

"Hello boys, hope you don't mind me borrowing this!" They ran as opened fired the War machine rolling out as broke through locked down doors and bulkheads. "Guys I've got a lot of heat on me, so be ready to mag lock me in and go. No time for me to get out." He spun it back around missiles flying as he gunned more troops. However now the open ground play to there favor as well as the fact that others had arrive, a sniper round ripped into the canopy blasting through his side. "Damn it!" He howled backing the thing up to the pelican, the guns running dry as kept his fingers on the triggers.

Legends of Zelda... and Everyone Else

Sorry, Seraph and I are working on collab post for entering the Kokiri forest. Were having trouble finding the time.

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Praetor

Praetor let the little fledgling run, she wouldn't get in to much trouble around here. He waved to those working the bar and headed past the bar up to his home. He arrived and began to prepare, his invited guests would arrive soon and they would need proper arrangements. Opening his store room he collected a table cloth, the very same one that he had used when he ate with Winston Churchill and Woodrow Wilson. He laid it over a long ornate German table meant for twenty or more. Next he collected goblets he'd taken from the Catholic church years ago, each gold and jewel encrusted. Lastly he retrieved there drinks for the night, Three bottles of French wine dated in the 17th century. Four bottles of Brandy from Scotland along with some cider he'd had imported. Eight Italian wines as well, while they could not get drunk off of these fines drinks the taste and rarity made them worth drinking.

Praetor then busied himself with changing in to a suit, crimson red with gold trimmings. Eagles decorated the suit embroidered along the sleeves and on the jacket. He fixed his hair and placed his glasses upon his eyes, ghostly servants rushed around cooking and preparing food for his guests. The table would be filled with ancients dishes that all could enjoy. He looked out at the falling sun wondering when his guests would arrive or if they would listen to anything he had to say.

Auria

Awoke with a yawn, a letter lay folded beside her bed. She carefully picked up it up as she dressed herself and groomed her silver hair. She opened it and humming then smiled, of course she would be there. She had to see this, after all the city and it's Clan were bound to be interesting as some were quite infamous. She pulled on white dress shirt, black pants, and long thick boots. She quietly headed over to Mira's room and knocked on the door. "Miss Mira, it's Auria. You should get up, important news for your family and you." She said in a soft voice.

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

"Well first off, I'm no dashing hero. I tell enough story's to know one." He said taking his seat looking at Silk. He sipping his tea, the smell gracing his nostrils with wisps of smoke that made memories of home fling forward in his mind. "I was born in to a house that is very close to the Duke's family. Meaning that we had money and power, add to that parents who take pride in politic challenge and you have a recipe for my home. Being the oldest I supposed to train to become a knight, however I could never hold a lance right and to much armor constrained mobility. I did love being on horse back through." Shaking his head he looked back to Silk having trailed off his eyes wandering.

"I had been practicing magic in secret and when I showed my parents well they were proud, extremely in fact of there son being a mage and swordsman. However I wasn't happy, I didn't want to end up a court wizard so my mother sent away for a teacher, a brilliant Plegian tactician arrived weeks. She trained me from age ten up in how to read people, how to weave the battlefield, and how to win a game that's un-winnable." He said thinking back on his master and her wise lessons, she had been more like mother than his actual mother had come to think of it.

Matthew finished his tea and walked in to the kitchen, he had an idea for vegetable soup and he had to know if Silk liked carrots. He was pretty sure she did he just needed to double check it. "So I competed in a tournament that year, I won it to. Most of those nobles don't understand killer instinct or trick maneuvers they expect straight forward fighting. So after that my parents decided to marry me off to some girl I had never met. Saw her picture she was cute but not my type, I heard she was a guest of honor from another Nation, wanted me to be her husband because no other warrior she seen could match me. Something about how I unique and more capable than others, Chon'Sin women like strong men. Though being a cute red helps to, in some case's." He chuckled as he peeled potatoes and chopped veggies, he had washed up and begun cooking as he spoke to her, a pot of water just starting to bubble behind him. "Veggie soup for dinner, it's all fresh, mind cutting up the carrots for me? Feel free to have a few."

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Praetor stopped looking at her a moment. "Ask Mira later, it's more of a night club so it's shut right now. The Blackmoore's are all out on business at the moment anyway. However if you really need the drink there's a bar I frequent, tell them the professor sent you and all your drinks go on my tab. You get top shelf access and good treatment by the staff, almost all of them are my students. Vampire fee part of town as well, it's my stomping grounds." He looked at her a moment then realized she wouldn't know what that meant. Sighing he started to walk towards it motioning her to follow.

"The older a Vampire is relates to power and experience, there are exceptions to the rule. I myself killed a much older Vampire once. You should understand though that elder Vampire should be respected, many of them kill Vampire your age solely to entertain or cull numbers. Luckily you've join Mira's little flock which means you get my protection unless you decide to leave. I would wait until your at least five hundred or so before that, later I'll send spirits to find your van if you like. Now my dear, we are here." He stops outside a 20's style bar a bookshelf opening to a hidden speakeasy style bar. Expensive drinks and hard liqueurs line the shelves, Praetor definitely knows his bars.

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

Matthew rolled his eyes at Silk. "I'm not trying to get under your cloak, you'd know if I was trying." He said winking at her as he disappeared up the stairs. The patrons waved to him, many spoke in strange accents and wore extravagant dress. This place was made for the rich, powerful, influential, and the royal. I did beg the question how the tactician managed a room. He stopped pulling out a key he opened the door into a room decorated in Ylissian blue's and white's. The bed covered in violet sheets of silk with Rosanne's royal symbol upon, intended in the middle was the girl Isabelle had rendered unconscious and made Matthew carry to his Inn. Kicking off his boots he walked into an attached kitchen preparing tea. "Make yourself at home, just be careful. I don't want to pay the cleaning costs." He chuckled as the water boiled.

"So... Listen, I have to ask. Your a half Taguel aren't you? I'm not trying to be mean. I've just never met one before, there very proud people. However since you didn't transform and rip them in half with your teeth I assume you never learned how?" He asked as he collected two tea cups and some tea bags from an old wooden box that smelled faintly like vanilla. "I know it's none of my business but... Well Tacticians are trained to size up a person and tell there weakness, experiences, strengths, and most importantly their personality. Your street trained, you learned how to fight the hard way, I'm a classical trained fighter. Your body language and attitude suggest your used to seduction techniques but get what you want without ever going the whole way. Lastly your very cheerful but I know adding all that up your life was rough. So how am I doing so far?" He said as finished making tea and served them both a cup.

"And don't worry I only use my powers for good... And personal profit." He said with a smile and slide her the cup, it smell of lavender, vanilla, and nutmeg. Definitely not Ylissian tea, must have been imported in or Matthews personal taste from home. "However since I know a lot about you I'm assuming you the goods on me? That's how information exchange goes around here correct? Well ask away, I have nothing to had." He spoke in calm voice, he smiled even. Most nobles in his position would abuse the power of having an exotic beauty around yet here he was making her tea and talking as if they were both about to be sent in to see the Exalt shortly. Either Matthew was very down to earth or he was the mastermind of great game being played, more than likely the first he wasn't that smart.

Fire Emblem: Light's End

Its nearly over.

Project Freelancer

Carolina had just parked the none exploding mongoose when got the call. He grabbed ammo case and duct tape tapping down the acceleraor and pointing it towards the gunnery deck. "This is Carolina. Team one go we can take the heat." He let it fly and watched it explode the gunnery deck lighting up as patched into there loud speakers. "If you want me I'm in the armory, C deck, section F. Come get ass holes." He yelled unloading a clip in to two patroling guards.

He hoped South and the others were okay, his thoughts turn to them as traded fire with a growing number of very pissed of marines. "Penn! Can you please tell if theres something useful in the armory!" He yelled taking out for more of the fools.

Fire Emblem: Light's End

@Draexzhan your new character is accepted.

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

Matthew ducked and followed her avoiding the guards, he didn't want to be held responsible for damages to the tavern. As he followed her he smiled. "Let give whoever it is someone else's movement to predict he doesn't know me and he doesn't know where I'm staying. I'm renting a room at inn not far from here, I dropped girl Isabelle knocked out over there before I came to meet you. Lets head there and talk, you can sort this out away from where the walls have ears." He said looking to beggars and shady merchants lining the streets any of them willing to sell info for a good price. It was brought on thoughts of homes were assassins used beggars and poorly paid servants as means to learn about and find there marks.

"If you are being hunted then it's best to be off the streets anyway. There are always more like the brutes we faced back there and plenty who can actually fight." He started towards the market, his was close to palace meaning many more guards and lot less tolerance for fighting even if you paid for it. It was three story stone building, complete with marble floors and well dressed servers. "No one would expect to find you here, to many guards and to expensive for many peoples tastes." He spoke, he didn't care for the place much more than likely he was here because it was safe from thieves and had better beds for weary travelers.