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Maximillian Gray

Location: Akademos > Wales
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit





As Pixie fluttered upwards towards the sky, Max sat down in the soft grass, looking up towards her as he felt the sea side breeze rushing past them. The weather here was vastly different from back in the states, or at the very least from the ones Max had been in. For once he'd finally understood what people meant when they said the weather greeted them. It wasn't a harsh hit in the face of heat nor did it have suffocating humidity. The sun seemed more gentle, the breeze just as so, giving a warm comfortable atmosphere to their surroundings. Daring Max to take a nap.

He closed his eyes for a moment, letting himself relax for the first time in what felt like a lifetime. Smiling as Pixie continued to flatter him with compliments. "Who doesn't love a good California Roll? So…a lucky guess really. Or maybe, I'm just that perceptive." He teased her. Her next question took him by surprise. He opened his eyes, sitting forward now with his elbows rested on his lap. Hands laced as he tried to figure out how to answer the question.

"Hate to burst your bubble, but I'm not as talented as everyone says I am. Sometimes…sometimes I wonder if it's even me doing the magic. When I first began to use my powers, really use my powers, I heard a voice inside my head, telling me how. I'd lose control at times, lose my temper or even just panic and my powers would go haywire. Things manifesting beyond my control. Nowadays I just wing it, I try not to think about it as much, afraid of what the answer might be. Sometimes I wonder if I'm even a mutant at all. I heard tales of a powerful artifact capable of rewriting reality to its users' whim. I've often wondered if perhaps I was touched by it, infected, it would explain my powers and how wide they are."

Max took a breath, staring out over the Cliffside towards the sea as he thought about it all before going back in. "James likes to remind me of the fact that I essentially warp reality to my will. Saying how amazing it is, though I can't help but wonder if the two are connected. It's kind of one of the things I wanted to talk to you about today. In terms of my soul staff and how it came to be." The question lingered on his tongue, thoughts of those red gems Pixie had mentioned plaguing him. Why didn't he have those? And what did it mean not to?

Echo

Location: Green Lagoon / Astral Plane
Skills:




Harry cracked a half cocked smile as David joked about using a clone as a third. He'd used his clones in a variety of ways, but never really saw one of them as a mediator for conversations. If anything Barry would be good at it, but it could seem biased if it involved well…himself? "Of Course you'd be the third person. After all, I think it'd be very important for the one I'm dating to be present when I announce it to my twin sister." He stuck his tongue out at David teasing him a bit as he rambled on about his inability to keep track of time or the things he's read. "Wait? Did you read about all this? The Astral Plane, projecting, and well…everything? Where do you even get that kind of material?" As soon as he asked he figured Xavier's most likely had something on it. And if they didn't, they'd find a way to develop it.

There was a shimmer in Harry's Astral self, as if he was being informed of something happening back in the Material Plane. The Blue aura had faded away from the spectrum of colors that shifted with his heartbeats. Back in the Green Lagoon Barry took a sharp breath, his eyes widened for a moment before taking in his surroundings. "Val? David? I. Ok this is new." He looked at both of them more than a bit confused about this new development. [b]I've never been without Harry around and I don't think he called me."[/color] It took Barry a moment but it clicked that David's new accent wasn't his typical one, meaning that it was one of the alters. [b]"Ooooooh. You must be one of the others, I'm sorry I don't know your current name. Mines Barry and uh…How did this happen?"[/color] He extended his hand out to Legion for an introductory shake while smiling at Veil.


Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Secret Tunnel > Big House
Skills:




Demi forced a smile for a moment as Madi mentioned her curse. Pain stinging behind the dimpled charade as he thought about how his godly father screwed over yet another person with no repercussions. It was no wonder Zeke didn't like him at first if he thought he was anything like him. He looked around, saw the blood stained flowers and grass beneath him, Niah's smile though he wasn't sure what she was smiling for, and Mad's hand outstretched towards him. He thought back towards Nancy's reaction to him being at the beach and a thought crept back into his mind. Maybe he wasn't any better than his father? All around him were people suffering because of him existing and all he had was a single gash that had now closed and a pain that had mostly subsided.

There was a hollowness inside of him now, an empty feeling he'd felt a few times in the past. "Gotta love silver linings." he said flatly. Demetri took Mads hand, helping himself up as he used his bloodied hand to press against the tree and support himself. "At least it's death warmed over. Hate to be two day old cold leftover death. Now then you should worry." He took one step forward as he listened to what Niah had to say, pausing as he felt and odd rush through him. Why would anyone vote for him? Clearly it must've been some practical joke…but then again Arthur was great with words. He decided not to dwell on it for too long as he continued forward through the bushes to break out into the forested grounds most new.

Demi felt more like he was being babysat as he walked alongside Mads and Niah. He realized the path they were taking would avoid the beaches, making him glance off towards that direction. His pace slowed slightly as he mulled words over in his mind. "You two know Zeke's sister pretty well right? Does she…Well…I mean to say. Why does she hate me?" His smile had faded, grown weaker as he spoke. Though if anyone had to ask he'd just blame it on residual pain. But a part of Demi wondered if Zeke could date him and keep a healthy relationship with his sister if she hated him. Especially enough to simply kick him away for being.


Cassian Rudenko

Location: Arena > Big House
Skills:




Cassian watched as Dean left the room, sticking his tongue out at him before returning to the snacks that were there before them. "Good luck? What does that even mean? Wait, are we in trouble? Cuz I haven't done anything I swear. If anything it was probably Demetri or Zeke. I feel like those two are always going at it with each other." He grabbed a handful and began to eat them meticulously, trying not to get any on his clothing or to drop any. He swiveled towards Janelle as she spoke, seeing she was just as much in the dark as he was, no joke intended.

"Oh great so they're all being cryptically vague. That's nice. I'm actually on board with Janelle here. Wouldn't it be easier to just tell us what's going on and then have the others get caught up? Or is this one of those one time deals where once it's said or shown it vanishes kinda thing? In which case…we still don't really need them. We have at least three campers here. That's the golden number for quests, if this is one, so why wait?" Something about the others in the room felt off. Rosie, a Roman, they were waiting on two others and a Roman prophet? It felt as if time was dragging by, telling him something big was about to happen. But the quests had already been given, three groups one for each of the Big Three. What more was there?



Matthew Madigan


Location: Agrabah
Skills:





Matthew listened as his father went over the plan once more. Positions were vague and exactly what they were doing was vaguer. But they needed several teams, and luckily for them they had quite a bit of people. "I'll head for the Vault as well. I have the concealment spell memorized, so even if the guards are somehow tipped off about the heist they hopefully won't be able to make out our faces. Colbs here helps us escape, and no ones the wiser on who it was that attempted to barge into the illustrious Vault of Janear." Willow had volunteered to go for the main floor, which helped to have her as a look out. Tinker Bell was coming along as well though where she was going was in the air.

Maddie thought for a moment, before decidedly looking at their Pixie friend. "Think you could stay on lookout with them? That way if anything goes sideways you can portal them out…hopefully." The last time they'd opened a portal it took them a ways off from the city entirely. Maddie hoped she could handle a closer local, but where was the question. "I don't know this place, so where would be a good rendezvous point for if things go bad? Is there a good hideout away from here we could hit?"
Maximillian Gray

Location: Akademos > Wales
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit





Max smiled as he watched her light up from the simple gesture. Watching as she took a sip before continuing on. There was a certain air of reminiscence as she indulged herself in her favorite drink, giving him the perfect place for them to speak in private. After all, two magically inclined mutants could surely find their way back home should something go astray. "Been a while since I've made food. Actually, save for what we had to go through thanks to those Vault kids…it'd been a while since I used my magic in general." His powers tended to be chaotic, unrefined, and usually did more harm than good. For a while he had been afraid to even use them, blaming himself for a lot of the undergrounds misfortunes. But now it felt more natural to him, as if he was working with it instead of trying to force it.

"C'mon. Let's find someplace a bit more private to talk. I think I have just the place in mind." Max held his hand out, attempting to open up a portal to a lush green landscape of Wales. He'd never been there himself, but he'd seen photographs, and of course one of his favorite fictional characters was Welsh. Another wizard of grand report that had a field for himself. He tried to picture the location, finally having it snap into place on his second try as he passed his hand around again for another circle. The portal opened up to reveal a beautiful countryside overlooking the ocean.
Max stepped through, looking back and waving Pixie over into the scenery as he began to Conjure a platter of sushi for them both to enjoy. He didn't know if it was the nerves, but for both tricks he'd had to try twice. "So? What do you think?"

Echo

Location: Green Lagoon / Astral Plane
Skills:




Harry gave David a dopey smile as he reached his hands out and grabbed his. He clearly wasn't comfortable with the idea of having to enter people's minds, a clear way that David and Xavier were different, and Harry wouldn't ask him to do anything he'd felt uncomfortable with. "You don't have to go and do that. Especially if you aren't comfortable with it. Besides, I'm not sure how comfortable I'd be with the idea of having someone do that to me in her situation." He shook his head lightly, the colors in his hair seemingly hypnotic as they swayed and changed with the motion.

"No, No, I think this is one of those problems that has to be done the good old fashioned way. With grit and nerves, no powers, no mutantations, just three people talking in a room together. Then again…" Harry had a half smirked smile on his face as he gained an idea. "I could bring back an old trick, have one of the boys tell her so that I don't have to. But She'd most likely find out later and say something back at where we live. That, and well…something this important should be said by me. Just gotta…find the nerves that's all." Harry exhaled softly as he thought, wondering how Veil and Max's chat was going.

Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Beach
Skills:




Demi could feel the strings beginning to slack. His concentration slipping away along with his vision as the shadows made their way back to where they were meant to be. He heard a voice nearby, then felt something cold press against his arm. It wasn't a totally unfamiliar feeling, though slightly unpleasant until suddenly he could feel the pain fading away. The strain leaving his body and allowing his sight to slowly fade back into view where he now saw Madalyne next to him as the Manticore ran off into the woods away from the camp. He offered her a weak chuckle as she threatened him not to run off again. "Never felt better. And I doubt I have the strength to do that trick twice right now." He shifted his weight, scooting himself up further against the tree so that he didn't look as worn out from the recent events.

Demetri wiped away the tears, making sure to avoid using the bloodied sleeve as he did so. He took in a deep breath and gave the practiced words he'd said a million times before. "I'm fine. Honestly. Manticore poison is no joke though, stings a bit more than your average wasp so I'd avoid getting hit by one." Truthfully he wasn't fine. He felt shit, and had no idea why Mads was even there, why would she care about him? It felt as if the Romans didn't do caring. Then again he was certain this was Andy's aunt, or was he confusing her with another? His head still pounded a bit from the pain as it continued to recede, making it difficult to think too much.

"How'd you find me anyways? This place is supposed to be secluded…hidden. Kinda a me place." Before Mads could even answer another Roman came traipsing into his and Zeke's place. Making him wonder if he should hang a big keep out sign by the hedge wall needed to cross into the area. "Well now its a party. You Romans must have a way with tracking I swear. Anyways, if Rosie saw the same thing then I guess I should go hear it from her. … After I get up that is."


Cassian Rudenko

Location: Arena > Big House
Skills:




As the pair began to walk towards the Big House, Cassian couldn't help but notice how extremely vague Dean was being. It was odd to have him be so secretive, then again Cassian had never asked about what happened in the meetings before. He gave his brother a critical glare, sizing him up at the moment as if it would somehow give him a clue about what all was going on. "Alright then, keep your secrets." he said, quoting The Lord of the Rings. He wanted to ask more questions, but figured he would only get vague answers or silence. Now he knew how Leda felt, the way she was always running around. He wished he had her speed, wanting to get there in the blink of an eye and find out what news awaited him.

When he got there he noticed a few people he had expected to see there. Quest goers gathering together and getting ready to depart after having deliberated on their previous meeting. But once he made his way past them and inside, he was greeted by an unexpected guest. He hadn't expected Janelle to be one of the others mentioned. "Hey Janelle, any idea what this is all about? Or has everyone been cryptic with you as well? Since Dean here is apparently of no help." He said teasing his brother. He made his way over and grabbed a chip, taking a calculated bite before leaning against the wall. "Let me guess. They shot down every proposal for a liason?"

✧ Location: Soft Haven - Road to Bounty House ✧ Purse: 20 copper ✧ Interactions: ✧


Eila hadn't quite answered any of Ermes' questions. Though he couldn't all together blame her as the gargantuan went before them broke all conversation. His eyes followed hers, trying to guess at what she was doing, clearly sizing them up but in what way, he wanted to know. His pose changed, shifting his weight to his other foot once the intensity seemed to drain from the orcish woman's face. His shoulders slumped in subtle defeat as he was called little once again. Annoyance filling him ever so slightly. More so after she mistakenly believed that they were lost and searching for the town. Did he look like he couldn't handle the Bounty House?
Sizing her up he began to wonder, though he doubted that everyone there would be as enormous and strong as this woman was.

Ermes took in a breath, about to reply to the orc when another figure emerged from the treeline. They were oddly cloaked, wearing a mask and hat that covered their features on a bright morning day. Not far behind was a stocky man…boy…it was difficult to gauge his age. But he seemed rather Unassuming in comparison to his company, aside from the large sword holstered to his side. Based on his question, he too was searching for the Bounty House. Great. Ermes was quickly beginning to feel like he might have to fight for some of the better jobs, or that perhaps the others might move the better paying jobs just out of his reach on the board. This one certainly looked like he'd be the kind to do so.

The man appeared to have been looking at him, but it appeared to be nothing more than a passing glance. Ermes supposed it was better than someone getting down to eye level with him. Eila however, had seemingly decided she would be the voice of their little party. Choosing to ignore the woman and make her way towards the Bounty House. His gaze shifted from every individual in view before settling back on Eila. "You're not the least bit curious as to why she's tramping around in the bushes? Ei, I gotta say it's a bit rude." Ermes turned his attention towards the orc, having had Eila already give out his name to those present. "Sorry about her. She doesn't introduce well. Names Ermes, hope to see you around and maybe learn more about what you're doing right now…but it seems someone is eager to see The House so it's probably best I follow." Ermes looked towards the two that had emerged from the treeline, wondering if they were the glowing beings he saw back the night before. "You two coming?"



Matthew Madigan


Location: Agrabah
Skills:





Maddie let out a soft bit of laughter as Tink asked about how the meeting went. A small smile plastered on his face as he kept his eyes on the book, trying to pick which spell would come most handy for when they inevitably fucked up. "Didn't think that after eighteen years I'd suddenly be participating in "bring your kids to work" day. But I suppose it did go well…aside from that bit of commotion out there." He said as he nodded back towards the front door, not daring to take his eyes off the book for even a second. These spells seemed a bit more complicated than the ones he'd read before. The components were simple enough, but the hand gestures and pronunciation is what bothered him.

Maddie kept mouthing the word silently to himself. Getting a feel for the way his tongue moved and what shape his mouth had to make in order to utter these arcane words penned by one of the greatest known wizards of all time. Maddie couldn't help but notice Colby off to his side, doing the same thing as they each memorized a different spell. Even if he hadn't said it himself, he was hoping Colby would take the task of the teleportations. After all his father was The Chesire cat. A being known for disappearing and reappearing as he so pleased. Hopefully that would give Colby an edge when casting the spell for them. Maddie on the other hand focused on the smoke screen spell.

If anything, it would not only provide cover, but also give the guards something to choke up on as they tried to make their escape. It felt like a two for one special. Maddie was already dressed in his attire, leaving mostly the adults having to get ready for their heist. When Maddie felt certain he had the spell down he looked over to Colby before closing the book. He leaned against the table, looking out towards the others. "We should probably go over the plan once more. Solidify what it is everyone's doing and what each of our goals are. Just to make sure we've got it all down." A lot had already happened since they arrived, and Maddie was sure a detail or two may of slipped through the cracks.
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