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7 yrs ago
Current Okay I know I said I would reply today everyone. Gonna have to push it either tomorrow or Saturday
7 yrs ago
Will try replying tomorrow night. Will be tired tho so don't bet on it. But I will attempt
7 yrs ago
Make that either tomorrow or Monday night
7 yrs ago
Ok. Said I'd reply today. But I'm super tired. Might be tomorrow or the day after so I can play catch up
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7 yrs ago
Posting may be iffy because puppy had surgery today. Gotta watch him

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Ashton Griffone || Old Harbor || Sunday Morning





It was another day out, and it was going to be a eventful day at the very least. One particular firefighter was at Old Harbor, amethyst eyes watching the hustle and bustle as people were making excited chatter. Fully clothed in her firefighter gear, Ashton had insisted that she return to her work duties, despite some hesitation from the Chief. Still he allowed it but put her on duty with some others to watch over the festivities. In case of any fire or anything of that sort. Always possible with races anyways.

Of course, Ashton stood out with her towering figure, wearing her bright yellow uniform. Although the hefty coat was wrapped around her hip, leaving her bare arms crossed over chest victim to the cold morning air. Wearing a white t-shirt, suspenders neatly strapped to her shoulders while wearing her yellow helmet upon her head. Back leaning against the fire truck, the blonde perked up a bit as a loud groan was heard from her right. Turning to see who it was, she saw Marine wearing basically the same outfit. Looking a bit bored out of her mind.

"Guh! It's waaaay too early for this! And I want to go party and meet some cute guys for the love of..." Marine yawned a little before the red head turned her blue eyes onto the giant who made her look like a midget.

"How about you Ash? You meet anyone cute during your lost wanderings in the middle of the night at that Winter Ball thing?" she questioned, eyes narrowing suspiciously. Ashton just gave a smile and shrugged in response, earning another grown from the young woman.

Sure Ashton met quite a few interesting people, cute girls, a interesting man. But she was fairly certain there wasn't anyone Marine would be too interested in at least.
Prince

Phoenix Wing Guild

@MarshiestMallow



"Mhm is that so? Seems to be a promising suggestion. It is quite the interesting island." The tall catman hummed as he draped a arm around his teammate's shoulder and gave a toothy grin. Chuckling a little at the stuttering boy, Prince gingerly ruffled the blue hair. "Well I'll be sure to look for keys when I accompany you Mikey~" he chirped cheerfully.

Edarn/Karn

Phoenix Wing Guild

@CirusArvennicus



Edarn gave a amused grin as her hand was pinched, drawing it away as the musician gave a annoyed huff and pushed the blonde away.

"Sorry sorry, can't help it around a cute girl." Edarn hummed with a soft little chuckle. Emerald eyes simply watching Trinity's reaction, almost studying, as she shrugged in a innocent manner. Perhaps a bad habit of hers, to do things just to get a reaction out of someone. Be it for amusement or just see how someone would react to certain situations. What makes them tick, what makes them mad, how they think, etc etc.

'That's because people are nothing but test subjects.'
'Only around to be of use.'
'Or thrown away if they are complete trash.'
'If they aren't useful, they aren't worth the time.'


Ignoring the voices that continued to ever so chatter in the back of her mind, the blonde hummed a bit thoughtfully, crossed her arms over her chest. "It's definitely something to think about. Be a bit tricky since I'm not used to... well soul transfer basically. Magic isn't exactly my strong suit. Technology sure, but mystical things don't happen too often in Edolas unless some dumbass tries to force it." she said, emerald gaze flicking toward Trinity at the words, before flicking away. Both for the fact that this woman's face still was a bit uncomfortable and that her estimated guess was set upon more solid ground.

Earthland Karn, for what Edolas Karn had experienced, was childish and naive, but he was a sweetheart. He didn't deserve this, even if he thought he perhaps did. His friends would still choose him in the end.

Blinking a little as she caught the headphones, Edarn looked over the magical headphones curiously before shrugging and putting them on to listen to the music Trinity had decide to set upon them as the musician played. Edarn listening as her gaze glanced over the area, watching as some yelled and left, as others arrived.

"Indeed. Childish, and sensitive. With low-self esteem. Prefers to have his hand held. Probably why he likes when I'm in control and have to deal with the more difficult side of things. But yeah, he seems like a nice kid and means well. It'll just make the separation difficult." Edarn mused as she absently listened. Highlights liked music too...
Name:
"The Forgotten" Yuka

Age:
21

Birthday:
March 2nd

Magic:
Memory Control-
Yuka has the ability to manipulate and rewrite memories of any person. However they have certain limits and rules. For her to write herself into someone's memory, (like already meeting, being around in the background, etc) she must have never made contact with them before. If they find out the truth, the magic wears off. For her to make a drastic change into someone's memory (completely rewriting memories, deleting memories) she must have her opponent not moving for a good few minutes as she touches their forehead with her hand and remain in contact in those minutes. If they move away before then, the process must be start over. She can see into someone's memories the same way. If she doesn't know what she's looking for, it may take longer to look through all the memories.

    *Deja Vu~ In order to defend herself, she can raise her hand toward someone charging her and her hand flashes making the area flash white. Causing them to briefly lose up to ten minutes of recent memory. Usually a useful way in getting away from someone before her opponent realizes what they were doing.


Magic Level:
B

History:
She has completely lost her memories and doesn't really remember anything about herself. Her appearance often seems to befuddle people and she hasn't seen another like her. However, she did hear Dragon Fang did have a odd catman so she thought she would go there and see if they could possibly help her.

Personality:
Yuka is generally a warm hearted individual with usually a calm demeanor. One good word that describes her is motherly. She naturally wants to watch out for others in ways she can which can include cooking, cleaning, bar-tending, or baking them a warm batch of cookies. But of course what comes with being a mother cat is being protective and aggressive. Even if she perhaps keeps a pleasant smile on her face, her aura almost gets demonic if someone does something so stupid that it causes harm to someone innocent. She won't refrain from scolding anyone if she feels they deserve it, but after giving them a lashing, she'll probably give them a cookie and a pat on the head.

Guild and guild mark location:
Dragon Fang, on the back of the neck.

Team Members: None

Three Strengths:
1. She surprisingly has amazing physical strength.
2. She's a great cook and baker.
3. Motherly and generally kind to anyone.

Three Weaknesses:
1. Can somewhat get terrifying if ticked off.
2. She's often a bit forgetful
3. Afraid of mice.

Greatest Love:
Baking

Motivation:
To be helpful

Appearance:

Standing a simple 8'0, this giant cat lady has a nice figure with a pretty pale face to match her strikingly wavy and bouncy long white hair. A long white tail to compliment that cat ears nestled within her hair, she had a three cut scar on her left jaw. Light green eyes. She has claws on her fingers, and fangs poking out from the top of her lips.

Additional Details:
- She is a Pantera, which means she is required to eat magic in order to survive. However, unlike Prince, she's completely satisfied with devouring magic from items instead of people like lacrima, not minding the metallic taste. But she'll happily accept any magical donations.
- Yuka doesn't find her magic all that useful for jobs, so she likes staying at the guild and cooking and running the bar for everyone instead.
Alver tried to refrain from blushing as Micah cuddled up close, focusing on the words instead. Once he heard the soft breathing of Miky, the tall man glanced out of the corner of his lavender gaze and smiled warmly. Closing the book and placing it on the nightstand and turned off the light. Getting comfortable with a slight shift, the albino brushed his slender fingers against the blonde hair. The father hadn't changed too much even after all these years. Some things were different, but Alver couldn't help but notice how cute he was. Such a cute and kind young man little Miky had turned into. A responsible hardworking loving father who's still a sweetheart. If only Miky could see that too.

The night ticked on and Alver layed awake there for a little bit, watching as Micah got some well earned rest, remembering their childhood. Remembering his first love... Alver took a deep sigh and closed his eyes, allowing sleep to take hold of his mind.

Dreams started to form, and he found himself as a young child, sitting at the edge of their little hideout and watching his childhoods friends go out and play. Looking up, he saw he was safe from the sun thanks to the shade, and when he looked to his side, he saw Miky sit there looking like he was staring off into space. The small albino blinked a little, his hair shorter and his body tiny and frail. Raising a hand, he reached to touch Micah by the shoulder, but then the world melted away and his eyes adjusted to see a older Miky who looked just as he did in middle school. But this time, he wasn't looking at peace. Surprise, confusion, perhaps even fear was etched on that pretty face.

Alver blinked, looking over himself to see he had grown a little, still short but he was a teenager with longer hair that reached to his shoulders. He felt tears growing in his eyes, but he managed to give a reassuring smile toward the blonde before turning and quickly walking away. The familiar feeling of his heart feeling crushed and heavy against his chest was there, and he remembered this event. Then he was in the school, and he watched as boys with no faces except for their grinning smiles, tower over him. Before pouring a bucket full of red paint onto him. The albino didn't react, only just coldly looked at them before looking over himself. Red staining his clothes, hair and hands... it dripped to the ground and formed a puddle of scarlet. It was then he noticed, the floor was black, making the red pop out. Looking around, everything was dark besides the red. Slowly he followed the puddle, to see a familiar body. Lavender gaze widening as the color red stained the body and when he reached out, something roughly grabbed his arms and pinned them together. His heart thundered as fear started shiver through his body.

Eyes snapping open to meet the darkness of the room, Alver's breathing was a bit rougher as he felt a sense of terror grip him. It only got worse as he noticed he was unable to move. He tried to move his arms, his head, his legs... Lavender eyes trembling as he glanced out of the corner of his eyes to see a sleeping Micah, he quickly shut them and tried to take deep calming breaths, trying to settle the panic. Focusing on trying to curl his toes and fingers.

It's not real... stay calm.... stay calm... move a little.

After a few moments, Alver could move his body and he opened his eyes and looked to Miky and sighed in relief as everything was back to normal. Just a nightmare. Gazing at Micah for a few moments, he patted the top of the blonde hair, more for himself than anything before quietly slipping out of bed and tucking the blankets over Micah. Smiling he quietly left the room.

For a little time he went back to his work room and just sorta ended up pulling open a drawer from his desk and pulled out one of the personal manga's he's created. It wasn't something he released, as it was more of a diary then anything. Opening the first volume, he looked over the drawings of children. Smiling a little as he read over the books before putting them away once more when morning came.

Deciding to give Luke and Micah some breakfast, Alver in the morning around 7 am was making some pancakes and scrambled eggs and bacon.
Can only imagine the body check if Alver was half naked :p
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If only he knew~~~~


If only he knew that is totally what this is xD
Listening to Micah stammer a little, Alver blinked more in surprise as the blonde just seem to be okay with such a offer. The elegant looking man blushed a bit, trying his best to stay cool and not totally turn into a bubbling mess. Attempting to calm his thumping hard with cold hard fact and reasoning. For one, Micah wasn't gay, he probably wasn't think too much other than friendship. Something Alver had realized when he was secluded alone and had time to think back on the whole situation, the albino gave himself some sort of insight. Or at least gave some reasoning of why he was rejected. One, Micah didn't feel the same as he had put it in a more... shocked sense. Two, Alver honestly probably shouldn't of said anything, but he was a romantic idiotic young teen who didn't think it through. Miky always seemed to enjoy Alver's more parental habits. Maybe because Micah's birth parents didn't quite give the same kind of attention. Even if Miky was attracted to men, when Alver thought about it, he should of concluded that Miky probably wouldn't ever see him like that. It hurt a little, but it also gave Alver a bit more understanding and managed to dim any bitterness he felt back then.

If he could guess, Miky probably still didn't have a close relationship with his parents. Alver shouldn't really think too hard about this situation like this was some manga and this was one of those 'oooo such a cute moment between a possible couple' like a dork. Plus, his wounds from his childhood love had healed and he had accepted it. Plus, it wasn't like he could get into such a relationship. He wasn't going to be selfish now, even if he did have any lingering feelings. If he really cared for Miky, he'd just support him like a good friend and keep him a safe distance so he wasn't in danger of.... the chaos Alver seemed to cause.

"You know I sleep during the day right Miky?" Alver gave a amused smile as he collected his thumping heart and mentally scold it away from the beam of moe that was in front of him.

Pondering for a moment, the tall man gave a smile. "But alright, it won't hurt to take a little nap. I have quite a bit of it done anyways." he said, pulling his slender hand away and nodded at the request. "Of course not, it's a good book. Go ahead and get in bed, I'll be back soon okay?" Alver said before turning and leaving his childhood friend in the large neatly cleaned bedroom. Obviously, oblivious to any glances his friend might or might not have made.

The white haired man did take a moment to open the guest bedroom's door as quiet as he could and peek in just to check on Luke. Smiling pleasantly before closing it and getting the book on a shelf in the upstairs living room. Happy to see his copy of the Hobbit, he returned to his room and shut the door behind him. Raising the book up a bit to show his successfulness in his fetch quest, he turned off the lights. Alver unbuttoned a few buttons from the top of his shirt as he walked over to the bed before he crawled into bed and under the soft warm blankets. Reaching a hand to turn on a lamp on the night stand so he could read properly, Alver adjusted the glasses on his face by gingerly pushing them up with his middle and index finger.

Glancing to Miky for confirmation he was ready, Alver opened the book and started to read the fascinating tale, mimicking his gestures with Luke and petting Miky on the head while he read the story. Despite his heart fluttering with a slight familiar sensation, Alver also couldn't help but smile as nostalgia fluttered along with it. Remembering all the times he did the same with Miky as children.
Naaah :3 he's just teasing
Giving a smile as he listened to Micah ramble, Alver gave a thoughtful hum. He could see Luke getting away with quite a bit if he so desired. The deadly puppy dog eyes was quite fierce, including he time when Micah was just a child as well. Alver couldn't help but be weak to cute adorable boys. Even if Alver himself was considered a cute little boy since he was small and girlish back then. Who just had a major growth spurt on the path to adulthood.

"I guess I'll have to be careful of that technique as well from Cute Little Luke." he chuckled before blinking in mild surprise as the blushing blonde did want a bedtime story, but Alver just internally 'aaawwwwed' at that. Too cute. Just too cute.

"Oh? Do you also want me to cuddle with you like old times?" Alver chuckled teasingly as he brushed a thumb against Micah's cheek, before his index finger twirled a lock of blonde hair.

"Alright, what story would you like to hear tonight Miky?" The tall man hummed, brushing some of his long white locks behind his ear as his lavender gaze warmly watched his childhood friend. He partly knew he was getting a little carried away and he should probably be more reclusive, but honestly it really felt nice to be with a friend. It had been a long time.
Awe my handsome boy!
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