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Welcome to my Bio, random person. Yeah, my name is pretty redundant (Polaris - North Star, North... well north.)

Things you need to know about me?

I am female but I mostly RP as males, weird I know but eh. I live in the Philippines. I'm a student and life gets a bit hectic so please understand if I suddenly become more sporadic when it comes to replies.

I'm involved in a lot of fandoms (mostly anime) and as long as it gets my interest, I'll join. My range is from free to casual [or well, as long as I can get it from the post I'm replying to]. I'm more of a fantasy girl than a slice of life but I think I can join something like that. I'm not much of a romance writer so I keep myself to PG-13 and not exceed anything else.

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Discord sounds good. I'll probably lurk around more than I actually talk, but hey, it's good to improve communications.
James Ryder Blaise

James took in the information being given out right now. While he didn't think he would speak up for the duration of this meeting, he knew that he had to know these things. He may be a doctor, but he also needed to know the various info on the happenings of the previous battles in their expedition. While he was no good at talking tactics, talking to them to ease their fears and doubts was something he could do. While Summer, enigmatic as she may be, definitely covered this area well - James always offered an ear to those who needed it. Being someone who rarely had anything to do if not after a battle, he could easily offer up for someone to take their time in letting out any worries they had.

Assurance coming from Trevor that he was fine and he already did what he had to do, James nodded at him. Though Trevor's nervous glances towards Maisy was quite hilarious to the young male. If this were any other situation, he would have pointed it out and teased him, but this was neither the place nor the time to do so. He settled back into his position and then looked back at Jain as she continued speaking.

Jain had temporarily given her position to Maisy until she could get better, with Trevor being her second-in-command. Well, that much was already given. Maisy had been doing a great job rounding up the bandits and also getting their troops organized after such an ordeal - doing what she had to as their second-in-command. He approached her as she released what she could out and into the bucket. He then rubbed her back as she did so, holding up her hair so as to not get it all messy all over again. He was there to help, but there was nothing he could do. Her system was simply purging what Summer had put in for her.

James backed away when she was finished and Jain started breaking down. It was surprising to see the commander like this, and this was also evidenced by Maisy and Trevor's reactions. They offered their reassurances so that Jain wouldn't start thinking of things she shouldn't be. James could wildly guess that this break in character wasn't because of recent news - Jain could probably had that well. No, it was the drugs. It left people vulnerable before, James assumed that was still the case now. However, these were still her true feelings and knowing that her pride was so damaged as to think these - well, it wasn't very reassuring for James.

Raphael came in to bring in more news. Athena had come and insisted she play with the commander, though that was still up for debate. Trevor began speaking once more. James couldn't help but put in his input as well. "We still have people who need a bit of recovery so we definitely can't go on the move for a few days, like Maisy said... unless you want them to stay here." He pointed out. James rubbed the back of his head and then continued, "Hopefully not too comfortable, if we're going to move out, they just might not feel the want to go with us." It had happened before - people in expeditions staying behind because they found themselves too comfortable in the town. James had even seen some of the women of the town insist that the men stay. The reasoning behind the offer was already obvious, and James just really hoped no one would fall prey to their wicked charm. They still had a long road ahead of them, after all. "In any case, good luck. I don't want to get another patient during your raid." He joked with Trevor.

James turned back to Jain, taking a chair and then sitting down - placing both arms on top of the backrest. "Y'know boss... er, Jain. Like they said, it's fine to let it out every now and then. It's not like we'll hate your or anything just because you've exposed yourself as a person with feelings. It isn't your fault that they died - not entirely at least. So you shouldn't beat yourself up like that. You're a good commander, they wouldn't follow you otherwise." He then placed his head on his arms, not knowing if his words had any effect - or if it would only worsen her condition. Though, by now, he just wanted Jain to open up a bit more, but willingly this time. "You really should know that I know how you feel. When you're a doctor and you fail to save a life... it really brings me down you know. I've had at least two people die on me because they were beyond saving, but the guilt is still there. You have days to come in terms wit it, and more to improve yourself. Isn't that how the world works?" He mused, wondering if he was still giving Jain advice or if he was just trying to get over his own failures in his line of work.

@Poi @RumikoOhara @ReusableSword @Dnafein

Good luck man, I think you need it. Remember, good housing is where you most feel comfortable in. If you feel unsafe inside a house but decide to get it because it's cheap, please, do go find another one. Our instincts are there for a reason.

Anyhow, that's what they always tell me. Good luck again with finding a new house.
@The Elvenqueen

No probs man.
@The Elvenqueen

The Moonstone/Moonpool place is called Moonfall, from what I've seen before since she had mentioned it. Supposedly on the blue dot to the North (?)
If you guys wonder why I post so frequently, it's because I want to distract myself as long as possible from my school work. It's a form of stress reliever sooo, yeah. I'm an odd person, it would seem.

Though, it's a very bad habit, that much I will admit.

Prince Jaxton Hardin of Sliabh

Location; Abhainn Ballroom
Interacting With; Princess Elaisse @FernStone, Lady Julianna @HushedWhispers

To say that Jaxton was pleased to get out of that certain area was an understatement. Getting away from all the nobles of Abhainn was a good thing. They were led to their chambers soon after, and understandably, his room was right next to his sister's and a room away from his parent's. The room they had provided for them was rather grand - something that was understandable considering their status as royals. Anything less would have been disrespectful. He was sure that his parents had an even more extravagant room than his. It made him uncomfortable, however, as this still wasn't his room that was decorated with various books about the history of the land and whatno, and trinkets he had received whenever he went out of town.

The room was unfamiliar, and it felt like he was entering unknown territory. He wasn't sure if he would be able to sleep comfortably in such a case. His eyes roamed the room. There was a single bookcase there that held rather interesting titles - but he will judge those later. Off to the side was the suit he will be wearing to the party later. Ah yes, the party. It shouldn't be too bad. All the focus would be on his parents and Lady Julianna, not him and Elaisee. "I have to brush up on my respectful speech. Mother will kill me if I don't." He muttered to himself with a light chuckle.

As the time of the party drew closer, he dressed himself rather quickly and made sure to make his unruly, curly hair as presentable as possible. He had no idea where he got this trait from, but he was pretty sure that his grandfather from his mother's side was at fault for it. Once done, he headed outside and noticed some of the guards posted near his parents' room. He waited there for a while before the rest of his family finally came out of their own rooms and then headed down the hall together - towards the ballroom.

His eyes gravitated outside when the fireworks had started, a smile on his face. It had been a while since he had seen fireworks, since they were very rare. Jaxton was beside his mother as they admired the light lighting up the night sky. The multitude of colored lights mixed with their presentation was amazing, and Jaxton felt like he wanted to see more when it had ended.

He made sure that he was beside Elaisse the whole time they were in that party. Jaxton knew how she hated being around crowds - and there were a lot of people in this party. Thankfully, they had juice being passed around for the younger ones and Jaxton quickly swiped two glasses from a passing waiter and then gave one to Elaisse. "Not alcohol, but I suppose it'll do the trick." He said with a rather light chuckle following it. He didn't need to stand stiffly and avoid speaking loudly now that they were here. While it would run the risk of people overhearing him, it wasn't exactly a bad thing now was it? As he suspected, not many had come to them and most were simply there to greet the young royals. After all, Jaxton was going to ascend to the throne at some point, hopefully, so might as well try to create relations now right?

Jaxton's eyes were drawn to their aunt just in time to see her motioning for them. He looked around uncertainly until he finally got that she was, as predicted, calling for them. "Well, let's see what our aunt wants from us." He told his sister as he placed his now empty glass onto a passing waiter's tray. He tugged on his sister's hand to make sure that she knew she should follow as well before making his way to where Lady Julianna had sat.

Before he could speak, however, he heard his mother's unmistakable voice call out to Lady Julianna, however, it wasn't as steady as usual. "She seems to have drunk quite a few, hasn't she? Should I be worried?" He muttered to those around him. Admittedly, however, it would be fun to see their mother letting her hair down. After all, she was rather stiff and it may be good for her to loosen up.

He then looked back at Lady Julianna and then said, "You look beautiful, Aunt Julia. Is that a gift from King Maddox?" It certainly wasn't anything he has seen before, though this was just guessing so far. He wasn't exactly knowledgeable about the undoubtedly large wardrobe that his aunt had. His lips formed a grin when she mentioned her plans for the three of them tomorrow. "I'd be down for that. It's high time I enjoyed the view of Abhainn. How about you Ela?" He turned to his sister. Should she refuse, he would have to do so as well. While it was fine back in their kingdom, Jaxton wasn't exactly comfortable in letting his sister wander around alone - even if it was in the confines of her own room - when it came to the kingdom they hadn't even visited before.
Jonathan McCallen

Jonathan was getting more and more frustrated as the guards refused to listen to the truth. He was so close to just turning and leaving to see what they would do. They didn't even know how to discuss everything properly. Like, hey, maybe they could investigate more and then see what conclusion they would get. But perhaps that's because they weren't trained like he was back in the day. He may have been in the military, but he studied up on tactics and strategies that also honed some form of investigatory instinct in his mind. Perhaps these guards didn't get that since they were raised mostly in this post-apocalyptic world.

When the door opened, Jonathan was lulled to silence but the guards continued speaking. Nunchuks did a lot of things to get their attention - but only a sharp whistle made them stop and turn to him. Finally. Jonathan was still silent when the boss asked the question. He saw some of the guards attempt to reply to the chief but was promptly silenced by him.

Jonathan was genuinely surprised that he immediately pointed to him to explain the situation. There was a robotic hum coming from his translator but then he nodded. "I came here when there was some commotion in the restaurant. A woman came out, the waitress who was bitten, and then was followed by this zombie." He pointed his pipe at the zombie through the kitchen doors. "Of course, I took care of the zombie but... well, it would seem that two other people were murdered in the kitchen. Except, they were killed by stab wounds - not zombie marks."

He then gestured for Nunchuks to follow. He stepped through the doors, stepped over the zombie, and then pointed his head towards the two dead chefs. "Someone alive killed these two." With that, he was finished. He then paused and looked at the chief to see what his reaction would be. This was a very big problem for everyone. Not only was there a zombie inside the town, but there were also two murders. For such a safe place, that would mean the end of the feeling of safety. There was a killer running around, and they didn't know who it was.

It's really no problem. Just wanted to point that out since it's pretty amusing to think about. Looking forward to the IC!
Lightclan has an absurd amount of PC cats despite apparently being the smallest clan. Welp.
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