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14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@Poi

Its a very sweet plume wine. Apparently its called a dessert wine

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@Poi

i have a bottle of umeshu

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

@Spirit
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The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

@Spirit

Could have been commissioned anonymously and he went and picked it up. Also he probly would have known vale would have hid his appearance but the observant would probly notice.

I can change it if your have ing trouble.

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

@Spirit
Just a thought it was a gift for the Priestess so we may not have known it was for dark elf

Xmen: Mutant Liberation Army

i hope you are ok with the move

Xmen: Mutant Liberation Army

Toro "Jolt" Warnock

His attention was brought back to the matter at hand as three sentinels dropped down and began to open fire. “There must be some heavy hitters here to have two mk1 and one mk2 sentinel as a rapid response.” He thought to himself. Seeing the others engage the robots there was still more incoming fire towards them and the portal.

“Praesidio!”

The word seemed to carry weight from the user as the plasma beam from the mk2 impacted an invisible barrier. Looking around he could see it was the man who freed him and opened the portal seeing the surrounding butterflies. Without giving, it much thought and feeling an urge to do something the boy raised his arms and a visual distortion emanated from them like a cloud, the distortion would look like the heat distortion on pavement on a hot day.

This cloud of distortion greatly slowed anything that passed through it, minuscule trails of what looked like orange vapor trailed behind what or whomever passed through and in turn Toro began to glow orange. Ceramic projectiles slowed and dropped through the cloud, the tall glowing man held his concentration on this, gathering and storing kinetic energy. Slowly small static arcs of orange energy branched off him and harmlessly onto nearby objects, his eyes glowed with an intense orange glow. “I am alive!”

For a moment it was if time stood still for him, the battle raging in the back ground, mutants fighting against human constructs and a small ceramic projectile. The small round had made it through his barrier and slowly it passed him. His eyes followed the projectile, and he lost his focus, dropping his guard he turned and looked to where it had gone only to find the girl still standing behind him, “why is she still here?”

For a moment they both seemed to be frozen in place as the battle raged, the strange girl stood before him. He could see the hole in her clothes and something trickling down her hand and onto the ground. Then the poor girl stumbled and looked at him, “help.” It was all he had to hear, he acted quickly picking up the girl and moving for the portal.

He was unsure if it would help the girl, but he let some energy he gathered into her. Where ever the energy transferred to her, her skin would harmlessly crack with orange markings and her eyes would give off a slight hint of orange. All of these things would fade once she had spent the energy he gave her, and for her in her condition it would feel like an adrenaline spike.

Once they were through, he began to try to remember the medical training his father put him through so many years ago. “Pressure on the wound with some kind of dressing” he spoke aloud while tending to the girl, “I have to rip your shirt, and I hope you’re not shy.” He didn’t wait for an answer, whether she was comfortable was out of the question, he had no idea what kind of ability’s she had, and she was injured. He quickly ripped her shirt up past her belly button and around her back, taking the jagged piece of cloth and wrapping it around her arm. After tying the wound he held pressure to it and looked at her, he was still glowing and harmless sparks still jumped off him, “can you tell me about yourself? What’s your name? My name is Toro people call me Jolt.” He was trying to calm her down as was the next step, he was focusing on the girl in front of him and was entirely unaware of his surroundings.

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14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

i know right

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

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@Poi
... also short goodbye

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

Trevor "Shadow" Stevens

Trevor gathered with the others for the meeting but stood behind the group. He already knew that he was pulling bodyguard duty with Jain for the duration of this encounter. Personally he didn’t mind where he went as long as he came along, always trying to be the first to volunteer for dangerous missions. After all, they did tend to be the most exciting.

Still, he listened and watched for where the others would be and what their objectives were. This sharing of information wouldn’t be something his strike teams would do, they would all be given their orders and what the goal was. If there was more than one group, they wouldn’t have a lot of details on the other group in case one became compromised. Once the meeting was over he wanted to go see what Maisy was up too anyway to at least say good bye, knowing Jain wouldn’t be leaving for a little while longer.

He walked away from the group before they ended their meeting, he had a good idea of what everyone was doing and their general direction. So he made his way back down the camp towards the main group where Maze was at. Hank, his trusty steed, although acting a bit careful in the new terrain and wide open fields he seemed to have calmed down a bit without being as apprehensive or cautious.

The one thing he was a bit unsure of was whether Maisy was supposed to move the group or not. He honestly wasn’t to sure why he had so much trouble finding the small girl. The last few days may have been a bit weird for the both of them but interesting. They were both a bit hesitant of each other to do anything serious or too physical, it was like an art form neither of them were familiar with. Still, he felt happy when she was around and something about her made him smile. Perhaps it was how adorable and cute she could be while still holding an air of deadly kick-assery around her.

The thought made him smile as he approached her and dismounted, “Stay here Hank” the mule didn’t give any signs of acknowledgment and continued to follow him. Trevor made it up close to her still smiling, “Hey Maze” he could see her tapping up her finger and holding glass in her hand, “just wanted to come up and say goodbye real quick.” Reaching back and grabbing hanks reigns and pulled him behind her, effectively blocking the view between them and a few of the onlookers. The large man pulled the small girl into a warm hug and stayed there for a moment before letting her go, gently holding her hand.

“Be safe beautiful, I’ll see you again in a little while” he didn’t wait to hear her reply knowing Jain wouldn’t wait forever. He let go of her hand before saying, “Jain's not going to wait for me, so I got to go” he smiled again and pulled Hank toward him, “Come on Hank, let’s go join up with the others.” He looked back to her one last time while riding Hank and headed off to meet up with Jain and the others.

@Poi