RoccanIronclad

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Right-o, Hope I am not stepping on toes, I feel like I am missing sections of post or something, I have been sick for a week now, and have not been at my best cognitively.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

I know, I am just needing to get my rhythm back and I will have more interactions, just easing back into the swing of things.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

I tell you what this is a fast paced RP, I am having trouble keeping my head above water with all that is going on.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Milo Ventri

Milo pushed his way through the retreating crowd, he looked up as the large Indian man grabbed hold of miss Romus, this man was a idiot if he thought that was going to go well, but the panicking crowd slowed Milo down as he trudged on. The water was drenching him and he was not going to let this go, it was at this point that he noticed that the girl was now seemingly sick, had the man done something? Milo reached the stage and came upon the girl as she was fumbling about.

"Miss Romus, please come with me, I will get you out to your sister."

Milo had only barely heard Victoria mention it but he needed something to get Marinalia moving, she was drenched and it seemed as though she had been sick for sure now that he was this close. Milo held out his hand to her and offered to help her from the building. He wasn't sure where her sister was exactly but he was not about to allow anyone to be left to this mess, especially after already having been so brave.

@PrinceAlexus

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Milo Ventri

Milo looked to the small girl he was talking with as she asked about his hands, he wasn't really sure how much about his past he was willing to divulge to a complete stranger, just a bit of information was fair though, she was quite kind.

"Well, I am a blacksmith, got a shop down on the waterfront, decorative items, and whatever else you need."

He smiled knowing that he wasn't completely lying to her but his main focus was making weapons for recreational and competitive buyers, though he is so much more. It was about this time that the stage was overtaken again this time by another small girl, from the look and sound he would be hard pressed not to think they may be related. He stayed and listened to the girl and her conversation, seemingly more entertaining at least, and he somewhat felt a strange kinship, she seemed as though she was frail, but the fight in her words spoke otherwise. Milo absentmindedly rubbed his left knee, the knee that had been destroyed in his accident, before cutting into her conversation a bit.

"Little china doll? There is nothing so fragile about people if they don't want it." He drank down the rest of his beer before finishing that statement, "But I suppose that's none of my business."

He smiled warmly under his neatly groomed beard, this girls vigor seemed to give him a bit fire himself. This fire was probably a good thing as the girl that went on stage and snatched the mic was getting some glares from glorious gasbag and his pals. Milo set his glass back up on the bar and thought to himself, Those men shoved that singer about, but if they start manhandling that girl, drinks won't be the only things put down today. Milo stood up from the bar, and made a gesture to the stage.

"I hope you don't mind if move on up a bit, want to get a bit closer to the stage." He wasn't hiding the fact he worried further altercations. "But if you ever find yourself needing some ironwork done, look me up."

With a slight limp as he stepped off, quickly correcting, he started for the stage but not before the alarms started to go off and sprinklers began to shower him with water.

@PrinceAlexus

Miss. Dawson’s Home for the Truly Gifted!

Milo Ardentum

My Hider

Name: Milo Ardentum

Age: 22

Powers: density manipulation, he is able to alter the density of himself or something he is directly touching, effectively making the object heavier or lighter, easy to break or harder to break

Weapons: a pair of brass knuckles

Bio: Milo was a bit of a street thug, fighting, drinking, stealing, whatever he wanted to do, whenever the fancy struck him, and if you got in the way, he struck you. This was the life, but one day he got into more than he could chew, his crew needed him to use that special power of his drop the density of a vault door to make it easier to break through, after the vault had been crumbled like snow the team snagged all of the money inside but during the escape, not everyone got away, Milo couldn't escape authorities and was confronted by the police. Milo may have been a crook, a thief, and a thug, but he was not a murderer, that was one line he refused to cross. It was here while in police custody that he would be taken away to a place where a gifted thug like him could be without harming the general populace.

Dreams/Wishes: All Milo wants is what every street rat wants, he wants to be recognized, to be remembered, even if that is in infamy

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Walking a very blurred line

Siblings (If Any): N/A

Pets (If Any): N/A

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@PrinceAlexus

Hate to ask but I am just a bit confused on how much of victorias dialogue was directed at Milo.

Miss. Dawson’s Home for the Truly Gifted!

I sent a sheet @Lost Whispers

Miss. Dawson’s Home for the Truly Gifted!

mmmmmm, this looks fun, I would like to join as well if you're accepting yet.

The Non-Royals at St. Andrei Academy.

I am somewhat interested, maybe with a more defined plot.