Pathfinder

The Night Life

TheMadAsshatter said
Oh, just so I don't screw the continuity, Pathfinder, what's in your flask?

whiskey.

Powerless

ramblingbard said
Hey Pathfinder, I had a clarification question for you: is Virgil actually walking up and smelling people? (I'm still trying to figure out something to post for Jennifer anyways, but that question was bugging me.)

I've had it like, while he cant truly transform he has spent so long in his croc form that certain things have rubbed off on him permanently. Its not game breaking, like, he has above average bight force and strength in general but it isn't anything a couple of orderlies couldn't handle. In accordance to that he can smell better than most people, blood in particular. I can change it if anyone has any objections.

EDIT: And yes but its subtle, its not like hes walking up to people and taking a big 'ol whiff of people.

Alone in the Crowd

I dunno, since I've started I've been posting around every three posts or when its relevant.

Titans of Earth

If its any trouble, could Nathan be teamed up with someone who also has super strength? I know its a friendly brawl but shit happens.

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The Psychic Refugee said
Is there a doorman/security-type yet? I'm somewhat interested.

Nope, go ahead if your interested.

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As a rule of thumb I usually wait until at least three people have posted before I do.

If You're Anything Like Me, You're Pretty Bored.

Hello, I'm pretty interested in the steampunk superhero thing and the stuff with the demons, souls, and contracts.

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I try my best.

The Guardians of Dara

I'm gonna work on my relationships with the other characters.

EDIT: Ok, relationships done. Tell me if you got any problems with it.

The Night Life

Seeing as his comrades had been hit, Devon decided to screw it and shot the older man in the face. Painting the wall behind him in blood, brains, and bone. As soon as that happened the man he was holding hostage started to resist once again, which was stopped easily enough with a bullet to the lower spine. Hopefully he didn't bleed out before they could get some information out of him. Shucking the now immobile man to the ground, Devon bent down and unlatched the trap door underneath his station and pulled out the big guns.

Taking out his trusted Benelli and loading it with slugs instead of the usual buck shot, Nathan left his station with a bang. Taking down the last masked bastard firing at John and Seth, Devon started to scan the area. He didn't see the guy behind him until he saw the garrote above his vision. Doing the only thing he could at the moment Devon placed one hand over his throat, catching the wire at the cost making a nasty cut along his fingers. Taking his right hand Devon pulled the trench knife out of his waist holster and stabbed the man in the gut, then again...and again. Finally the man collapsed, trying to hold his innards in, not having that Devon used the knuckle duster part of his knife to cave the mans face in.

Satisfied with his work and not seeing anymore men from were he stood, Nathan ripped a piece of his uniform and wrapped it around his injured hand. Walking over to Seth, Devon took out his personal flask and handed it to him and said, "Drink this, it'll make you feel better I promise." With that, Nathan went back to scoping the area for anymore goons, instead he found Charlotte. Walking up to her, Nathan did a once over and seeing as she wasn't hurt asked if they should team up and look for anymore stragglers.