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You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other.
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"Come on Jas, it's going to be fun. And think of all the treasure we'll find!"

"It's not like you're doing anything else tonight."
Jasmine sighed, and allowed her brother's friend Thomas pull her by the hand as the trio made their way toward the town tavern. She was always letting them drag her into whatever escapades they wanted. Though, the short redhead didn't really mind. It beat helping mother sew, or peeling potatoes for dinner.

The tavern came into view, and Jasmine started feeling nervous. She knew Thomas and her brother, Gerard, had been in there before, but she never had personally. Thinking back, she knew that she'd never really done anything that could be considered interesting. After all, her entire life revolved around her eventually being married off to a man that was hopefully better off than her own family. That idea never appealed to her though. Maybe if she had treasure, she could live her own life, and pick who she wanted to marry. Not that there was really anyone. The only men she knew she'd spent her entire life around, and one was her brother, and the other was the closest thing to one a man could be without actually being related.

Thomas gripped her hand a little tighter, urging her forward, and giving her some comfort. They pushed their way through the tavern doors, and she immediately took in the loud noise, tasty smells, and the warm atmosphere. Moving quickly to an empty table, Jasmine could feel the eyes of many of the men on her. Blushing deeply, she tried to ignore their eyes as she sat down. Her dress wasn't especially appealing, dark purple, that flowed down to her booted ankles. It had a light v neck that ended in laces. It was a dress mother would have her wear when meeting suitors.

Maybe the men knew all the women that frequented the tavern, and she was fresh meat to them. She tried to put that out of her mind as the barmaid came to their table. "Wha can I get y'all?"

Thomas piped up first, "Three pints please." As she left, the old man entered the tavern in spectacular fashion. It seemed the ferry was leaving in the morning. Jasmine wasn't too sure what they'd need for this trek, she'd never gone cave exploring. Hopefully Thomas and Gerard would know. Listening as the man with the book tried to crush the geezer's dreams, quite rude of him she thought, Jasmine saw their beers arrive. Perhaps it would be best if they tried to figure out who else would be going, either to work together with, or at least know who they were competing against.

Looking at the tankard in front of her, filled to the brim with golden nectar, she grasped it with both hands. It was her first drink, and saw that her companions were watching intently as she raised it too her lips and gulped it down. It wasn't bad tasting, and was smooth, she just wasn't sure if it tasted like anything she'd had prior. She continued sipping as her eyes scanned the room, feeling as her stomach warmed.
@ubermensch I am not leaving. I'm willing to give boom a try, but I will complain to you as GM if it becomes too distracting.
I think I'll bow out on this one, thanks though.
@Roman love the pic, looks like the actor Ian Somerhalder.
I'll definitely be joining in on this when I get back homes from geocaching.
Are you still accepting applications?
How many people are you looking to get before you start?
Name: Beatrix "Trix" Longfellow

Country of origin: England

Specialty/Class: Heavy: Explosives and Mechanical Engineering: Magic Enabled

Appearance:

Beatrix is fairly short and lithe, usually keeping her auburn hair pulled back in a ponytail. She doesn't bother with make up or trying to look pretty. Most of her clothing is tight and form fitting, since she often finds herself in tight places for repairs or placing bombs.

Bio: Beatrix was always incredibly shy and awkward in her younger school days, but always excelled in mathematics. She was often found tinkering with her family's various appliances and vehicles and improving them, or making something entirely new. Her family moved to America to give her better options for schooling. She was readily accepted into the Air Force Academy to pursue a degree in Mechanical Engineering. While she never showed any aptitude in leadership, she rose above in beyond in all her Engineering courses.

When the war began, her and the other engineering students were put to work developing and building new weapons and gear. This was when she discovered that she especially loved working with explosives. With the war over, they'd been tasked with researching and reverse engineering all of the leftover gear from the invaders, and were making incredible progress.

Trix never bothered to finish her courses, but still received her degree after proving her merits during the war. She was working with the teams researching the Infernal gear, when she was contacted by Paracom, to join their team with a more hands on approach. It was a simple choice for her.

Personality: She's fairly shy around new people, and socially awkward at the best of times. She's prone to severe crushes, on men or women, but never has the skills or courage to pursue them. Trix is often incredibly independent, but has no problem following orders as well. However, she does not make a good leader, often finding it overly stressful and inducing some panic and paranoia within her.
Are you still accepting applications?
@DemonTongue Thanks!

Name: Beatrix "Trix" Longfellow

Country of origin: England

Specialty/Class: Explosives and Mechanical Engineering w/ magic roll

Appearance:

Beatrix is fairly short and lithe, usually keeping her auburn hair pulled back in a ponytail. She doesn't bother with make up or trying to look pretty. Most of her clothing is tight and form fitting, since she often finds herself in tight places for repairs or placing bombs.

Bio: Beatrix was always incredibly shy and awkward in her younger school days, but always excelled in mathematics. She was often found tinkering with her family's various appliances and vehicles and improving them, or making something entirely new. Her family moved to America to give her better options for schooling. She was readily accepted into the Air Force Academy to pursue a degree in Mechanical Engineering. While she never showed any aptitude in leadership, she rose above in beyond in all her Engineering courses.

When the war began, her and the other engineering students were put to work developing and building new weapons and gear. This was when she discovered that she especially loved working with explosives. With the war over, they'd been tasked with researching and reverse engineering all of the leftover gear from the invaders, and were making incredible progress.

Trix never bothered to finish her courses, but still received her degree after proving her merits during the war. She was working with the teams researching the Infernal gear, when she was contacted by Paracom, to join their team with a more hands on approach. It was a simple choice for her.

Personality: She's fairly shy around new people, and socially awkward at the best of times. She's prone to severe crushes, on men or women, but never has the skills or courage to pursue them. Trix is often incredibly independent, but has no problem following orders as well. However, she does not make a good leader, often finding it overly stressful and inducing some panic and paranoia within her.
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