As if on cue, the large sword that Calthorn typically lugged around appeared out of nowhere, and went to collide with the sabertooth using the flat side if the blade. The amount of force it was being swung with would be enough to knock the beast flying if it hit. The sword itself was also covered in mist flames, giving it a more ethereal like appearance.
"Reinforcements have arrived, ladies and gentleman." Calthorn said, as he faded into view from his feet upwards, his right hand gripping the sword's handle. Once he'd fully materialized, he turned to look at Amalea, and by extension, her adversary.
"Now then, let's make this a little more favourable, shall we?"
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Just cause he's a sun user Jake, doesn't mean I intended to make him part of the Diavolo.
Name: Izaroth Aestorm
Aliases: Sun Automaton
Age: Ageless due to the fact he's an android, but he's approximately 3 in terms of years alive.
Gender: Male
Nationality: English
Flames: Sun, Lightning
Note: Cannot use sun flames to heal himself since he's an artificial life form, but can either flame to augment his movement speed or shield himself respectively.
Appearance:
Faction: Unaffiliated (Initially, whose side he ends up on, I'll let the RP events decide that.)
Weapons: None initially save for his Box Weapon, but gains a sword able to be used as a conduit for his lightning/sun flames later on.
Nanomachine repair system
"I need rest sometimes too."
This system bypasses Izaroth's inability to heal using Sun Flames, but he has to put himself into a sort of sleep/standby mode before it activatess. The greater the extent of the damage, the longer the downtime.
Box Weapons/Animals:
Magnum Gauntlets/Greaves
"Let's see how you withstand a Sun and Lightning infused punch."
Crimson armoured forearm and lower leg armour that acts as a conduit for Izaroth's sun and lightning flames, allowing him to move faster and strike harder.
Equipment/Items: Sun class ring.
Backstory/Personality:
The only successful android produced by a scientist determined to transplant self-sustaining dying will flames into an artificial life form with the ability to think and feel for itself, Izaroth was the first and only success he had before he passed away due to old age. Thrown into a world that wasn't quite ready for him, Izaroth tried to pass off as a human initially, but on several instances he was found out, and the humans who discovered the secret tried to kill him or make him do their bidding in some way. Due to this, he's naturally distrustful of humans as a result, and tries to keep himself anonymous as a result.
Name: Izaroth Aestorm
Aliases: Sun Automaton
Age: Ageless due to the fact he's an android, but he's approximately 3 in terms of years alive.
Gender: Male
Nationality: English
Flames: Sun, Lightning
Note: Cannot use sun flames to heal himself since he's an artificial life form, but can either flame to augment his movement speed or shield himself respectively.
Appearance:
Faction: Unaffiliated (Initially, whose side he ends up on, I'll let the RP events decide that.)
Weapons: None initially save for his Box Weapon, but gains a sword able to be used as a conduit for his lightning/sun flames later on.
Nanomachine repair system
"I need rest sometimes too."
This system bypasses Izaroth's inability to heal using Sun Flames, but he has to put himself into a sort of sleep/standby mode before it activatess. The greater the extent of the damage, the longer the downtime.
Box Weapons/Animals:
Magnum Gauntlets/Greaves
"Let's see how you withstand a Sun and Lightning infused punch."
Crimson armoured forearm and lower leg armour that acts as a conduit for Izaroth's sun and lightning flames, allowing him to move faster and strike harder.
Equipment/Items: Sun class ring.
Backstory/Personality:
The only successful android produced by a scientist determined to transplant self-sustaining dying will flames into an artificial life form with the ability to think and feel for itself, Izaroth was the first and only success he had before he passed away due to old age. Thrown into a world that wasn't quite ready for him, Izaroth tried to pass off as a human initially, but on several instances he was found out, and the humans who discovered the secret tried to kill him or make him do their bidding in some way. Due to this, he's naturally distrustful of humans as a result, and tries to keep himself anonymous as a result.
"The shrine, huh? Better move it." Calthorn said, putting the phone away.
"It wasn't Reborn answering, but at least he was kind enough to leave something else I need to do." Calthorn said, as he reached for the sword on his back gripping the handle with his right hand, as he then began to run towards the shrine, igniting his mist flame to turn himself invisible once more.
"Cross my path at your own peril."
"It wasn't Reborn answering, but at least he was kind enough to leave something else I need to do." Calthorn said, as he reached for the sword on his back gripping the handle with his right hand, as he then began to run towards the shrine, igniting his mist flame to turn himself invisible once more.
"Cross my path at your own peril."
If not, I believe a kick to the nuts is in order.That or take away his ability to play games. One of the two.
"No use hiding now." Calthorn said, his invisibility fading once more as he took a phone from his pocket.
"Let's recap. Firey haired man, Storm flames. Shot Sora. Sora turned them to Sky flames, then vanished without a trace... Should've studied up on the other Mafia families..." Calthorn said to himself as he walked back onto the street.
"Let's hope Reborn didn't give me a dud number." Calthorn said, as he dialled in a number and prayed to god he answered.
"Let's recap. Firey haired man, Storm flames. Shot Sora. Sora turned them to Sky flames, then vanished without a trace... Should've studied up on the other Mafia families..." Calthorn said to himself as he walked back onto the street.
"Let's hope Reborn didn't give me a dud number." Calthorn said, as he dialled in a number and prayed to god he answered.
"That voice came from nowhere. Likelihood of a potentially hostile Mist User; High." Calthorn said, as he continued onwards to where Sora was, looking to eavesdrop on any conversations taking place, if he's not alone.
"I'm simply here to check up on him. Whether or not I'll have to take action depends on what happens next." Calthorn said, using his mist flames to render himself invisible once again, as he remained where he was.
"I'm simply here to check up on him. Whether or not I'll have to take action depends on what happens next." Calthorn said, using his mist flames to render himself invisible once again, as he remained where he was.
Needless to say, Cronic had the foresight to hold the phone away from his ear after he'd finished his sentence, while a bewildered Zerenis was generally confused and alarmed, until he heard why Lucia was so excited.
"Izumi's pulled through? I know she's a fighter, but damn. Those were grim odds. I'll have to be a little more respectful of her from here on out." Zerenis said over the phone, before breathing a sigh of relief.
"I don't know the details. But the Junk Guild boys when they went Reverse Engineering on the Mobile Doll we captured must've found something of value to contribute to it. Frankly, I was just trying to make sure said mobile doll didn't try to tear the ship apart from the inside out, so I didn't have time to gather the specifics. From what I gathered, the "Psychoframe" tech lets the pilot's mind directly interface with the unit. I couldn't tell you much more than that, other than that certain... traits, are needed for it to work. Traits you have." Mark said, scratching the side of his head in the earlier part of the description.
"Izumi's pulled through? I know she's a fighter, but damn. Those were grim odds. I'll have to be a little more respectful of her from here on out." Zerenis said over the phone, before breathing a sigh of relief.
"I don't know the details. But the Junk Guild boys when they went Reverse Engineering on the Mobile Doll we captured must've found something of value to contribute to it. Frankly, I was just trying to make sure said mobile doll didn't try to tear the ship apart from the inside out, so I didn't have time to gather the specifics. From what I gathered, the "Psychoframe" tech lets the pilot's mind directly interface with the unit. I couldn't tell you much more than that, other than that certain... traits, are needed for it to work. Traits you have." Mark said, scratching the side of his head in the earlier part of the description.
Calthorn arrived outside of the Sawada household, stopping to catch his breath as his invisibility faded.
"Alright, I'm here... Now let's hope the old boss is alright." Calthorn thought, as he made his way near to the side of the house where Sora was, trying to find a way in that would make the least amount of noise and not give his presence away.
"I'm not normally one for sneaking around, but in this instance, I can't risk any harm befalling Sora. I don't know if he's alone or not, but..." Calthorn thought to himself.
"Alright, I'm here... Now let's hope the old boss is alright." Calthorn thought, as he made his way near to the side of the house where Sora was, trying to find a way in that would make the least amount of noise and not give his presence away.
"I'm not normally one for sneaking around, but in this instance, I can't risk any harm befalling Sora. I don't know if he's alone or not, but..." Calthorn thought to himself.
Calthorn, though invisible, was running towards Sora's house as fast as his legs would allow, per Reborn's instructions. His mist flames were preventing him from being seen by the naked eye, but he was taking caution to avoid being out in the open just in case someone who COULD see him got any bright ideas.
"I know I owe Reborn a debt, but I didn't think I'd get dragged into the midst of Mafia Family strife. No use complaining about it now, considering where I'm going could be a literal hornets nest." Calthorn thought to himself, not slowing his pace.
"I know I owe Reborn a debt, but I didn't think I'd get dragged into the midst of Mafia Family strife. No use complaining about it now, considering where I'm going could be a literal hornets nest." Calthorn thought to himself, not slowing his pace.
Calthorn stowed the maps inside his coat, grabbing his sword and stowing it into a sheath on his back as he stepped off the plane, heading towards the SUV.
"Good grief... The weather looks about as grim as I feel right now." Calthorn said, as he proceeded towards the SUV, leaning down so he could see Reborn.
"I can't fit myself and my sword in there without causing discomfort to everyone else in that thing, so I'll see you at the destination. Ain't the first time I've snuck out of an airport, though usually I'm travelling in the cargo hold." Calthorn said, as the flames on his mist ring burst into life, before spreading across his body. When the flames disappeared, he'd completely vanished, though footsteps would be heard walking away from the SUV.
"Good grief... The weather looks about as grim as I feel right now." Calthorn said, as he proceeded towards the SUV, leaning down so he could see Reborn.
"I can't fit myself and my sword in there without causing discomfort to everyone else in that thing, so I'll see you at the destination. Ain't the first time I've snuck out of an airport, though usually I'm travelling in the cargo hold." Calthorn said, as the flames on his mist ring burst into life, before spreading across his body. When the flames disappeared, he'd completely vanished, though footsteps would be heard walking away from the SUV.
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