Legion-114

Project Sigma. [Space ship / captain Roleplay]

@Kimiyosis

It's open book I believe.

Pokemon: Darkness in the Aura Region

@Legion-114 Would you like all the characters to make their way over to the Pokemon Centre?

@Ginger Kollie

Well not all have to be there, but if you want, you can.

The Underground

Streaks of vertical and horizontal white light dash across the newly formed ice bowl. For a second nothing seemed to happen, but as Xeron stood up, only for those with a sharp eye to notice the last millimetre of blade to be hidden back in its sheathe.
"I don't believe that's any way to treat a lady now, is it. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a matter in London I must attend to." Xeron said with his voice not carrying any emotion or attachment and begun to walk out of the main entrance, raising his hood as he did so.

Pokemon: Darkness in the Aura Region

Alex will post when one or more of you are at the Pokémon Centre.

The Underground

Xeron glanced at Sorichiro, taking his hand, noticing a slight chill. " Xeron na’Itania, Page to the Demon King of the 9th Realm, a pleasure." After shaking hands, Xeron recedes his back around the handle of his cup. "Most simply call me the Prince of Death, though I'm not very fond of that title. I merely collect souls from those who are already about to die. Which, if you don't mind me saying, yours seems displaced somehow, as if it's been tampered with, interesting."

The Underground

Xeron looked over towards Derg, a bit bewildered and disgusted at the same time. 'A soul-well, how primitive.' He thought. A mass confusion of souls was like mixing spirits was putting low grade fuel with higher grade, the two would mix and the higher quality would be corrupted. The second thing that was more disgusting was the fact he acted like a novel villain, that or a drug addict, playing with his food.

The Underground

"And yet, it only takes a single act to destroy that fragile peace."
Xeron looked down at his sheathed katana, he knew all too well how peace could easily be severed. The faint smell of blood caught his nose's attention and turned to Liz.
"I take it you accept creature from all walks of life, or well, unlife. But is it wise for someone to be drinking outside?"

The Underground

“Trust me, even with 4,000 years under your belt you will never truly see it all, there will always be something new. Anyway I’m surprised you haven’t heard about the Prince of Death, most people like to avoid me if the can. But enough about me, tell me about yourself and what brings you to the Monster Haven.”

The Underground

Xeron sat down and sipped his tea.

“A pleasure, but if you don’t mind me asking, well not many people are friendly to a soul thief.”

Xeron’s hand trembled slightly. Dealing with a mass army and destroying them, that was easy; sitting down and having a ‘normal’ conversation, that was his biggest challenge. While it helped that she was a demon of sorts. He looked up at Liz, he knew she was the boss and knew that under that frail looking body was a beast that would be unstoppable if released.

The Underground

Xeron stood from his seat, tea in one hand and the newspaper under his arm. This person clearly had no idea who he was, and or was just crazy, either way he was about to find out. He carefully moved past a few people, all of who ducked from him and placed his cup and paper neatly on the table which Zakuro sat.

“Hi there, I am Xeron na’Itania, Page to the Demon King of the 9th Realm.” He said formally, bowing slightly as he did so.