Achronum

Of Blood and Magic

Collision Course

Interacting with: @Scribe of Thoth

“Just leave me alone Jordan.” The other mage, hurriedly picking up his things, said as he stood.

“But we’re partners. We’re stuck together from now until you die. You should be grateful I’m even willing to put up with you.” Jordan laughed. “Here I hoped you changed over the break but you’re still just as useless as last year.” Jordan snapped in Max’s direction while addressing the terrified mage. His little group sauntered along aside Max before cutting off his escape route all together.

A whisper reached Maxwell, barely even recognizable as more than just a noise. The feeling of a cool breeze swept over him and the rushed away. His own image was sprinting off along with the mage who toppled him moments before. Jordan swore and spinted off after them, his lackeys close behind. They bolted through the housing area and disappeared from sight.

“I could only give you an hour or so.” A voice spoke softly from between them. Fingertips appeared and plucked at the air like pulling at spiderwebs, revealing a mage with deep circles under her eyes and a weary smile. Her hair was cut short and she hefted a bag of equipment with the Arena’s stamp on it. A pin of a gold shield was on her shirt. “Do with it what you will. Just remember, you aren’t actually invisible. People just don’t realize they’ve seen you.”

Of Blood and Magic

_{Interacting with:@Trainerblue192@Obscene Symphony}

“Yes, it’ll be-” Ryner’s reply was cut short as a familiar voice, to Aaron at the very least, carried over the yard, “Princess, the Queen and Lady Sinnenodel are ready for you.” Ryner smiled at Aaron.

“Your aunt, Isadora, is attending Mother this evening. Alder can handle himself for a few hours.” Ryner said, winding her arm into Varis’s as the vampire’s smile curled into a smug grin. “Varis and I have Council business to discuss after this. I’m sure we could find some time for you and Isadora to be alone if you wished to talk for awhile.” She steered the group towards the door.

“You briefed Aaron?” Ryner said quietly as they approached. A middle-aged woman stood at the door, golden-blonde hair done up in braids starting to show streaks of silver and covered with a thin blue lace veil adorned with gold beading. She wore a conservative blue dress, high collared and long sleeved, with gold trim and dipped into a curtsy as the party approached.

“The boy has his instructions. I expect you will handle the other?” Varis said, matching her tone. The boy was fun to play with but he expected better from Salem’s son. Rule number one when playing the game, responses must be consistent. And his response to the half hearted threat to his mother was far more revealing than the cool and collected cut about his father’s business. Varis couldn’t wait to see how long the boy would last under his attention.

“Yes. And I expect whatever plan you’re hatching for Salem not to interfere with tonight.” Ryner said sternly before offering Isadora a warm smile. “How is she this evening?”

“As best as can be expected considering the circumstances, your royal highness.” Isadora spoke softly. Ryner sighed and nodded. Varis glared at the Princess with a irritably muttered “Of course” and the Princess shrugged sheepishly. Isadora smiled at her nephew briefly before turning and guiding the group to the dining room. Ryner addressed the mages as they walked through the manor.

“When we reach the dining room, I will enter first, followed by Varis and finally you two. It is incredibly important you stay as close to Varis as possible until you need to separate for the table. Salem, you will be on my right in the seat next to me. Aaron, you will be across from Salem and Varis will be to your left.” Ryner said but paused a moment to turn and address the mages directly. “I cannot emphasize enough the importance of staying close to Varis until the last possible moment.” Ryner held each mage’s gaze for a moment, reinforcing the point rather than enthralling them, before turning back to Varis. They arrived at the double doors and Isadora knocked once, stepping aside and curtsying again.

A few moments passed and the doors opened inwards, two servants bowing to the group as they entered. The room features several paintings of those in the Noila line, including a few mages. Geoffrey Noila, the Queen’s Sire and predecessor, stared solemnly down from behind the Queen as he sat on the throne and Landar Starag stood behind the man, looking down sterny at the assembly. A large crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling and a group of musicians played soft music in the corner.

The Queen sat on the right side of the table head, tracking the group’s movements with beady eyes. She wore a gold cotte and a dark blue high collared chemise. A thin white veil covered her translucent hair, just a dash of black standing out under the cloth. She wore little in the way of jewelry, only one ring and a brooch with the Noalia crest. The Queen’s eyes were sunken in and her skin snow white. Deep frown lines stretched around her mouth, deepening as the Princess’s attire caught her eye. It was barely audible but the vampires in the room could hear the faint tsk.

Against the wall behind her, Lady Sinnenodel lounged on a grecian couch with soft green cushions and gold designs on the dark wood trimming. Her skin and eyes were in a similar state as the Queen’s but her eyes were clear and her gaze seemingly vacant. The sides of her head were shaved, leaving a wispy spiked mohawk down the center of her head, and several piercings decorated her nose, ears, and lips. The woman wore spike covered leather, her undershirt and pants torn in several places. Heavy combat boots finished off her look. Two men stood next to her in similar attire scowling. A petite woman sat next to the Queen, where Lady Sinnenodel should sit, in a backless black dress. Black rose piercings followed the shell of her ear. She shifted slightly in her seat, a corset piercing on display as she faced her Lady then turned to face the newcomers once again. A thin black cloth covered her eyes as she settled her hands in her lap. She looked at the mages in the group and tilted head with a faint frown.

Princess Ryner curtsied and took her place. Varis stopped for a moment next to the Princess, bowing for the Queen and then deeper to Lady Sinnenodel before he sat and took his place. The mage woman leaned towards Varis and whispered into his ear, a smile on her lips as Varis smiled fondly with a slightest shake of his head.

✧ Talrae S2 ✧

Willow

Health: 2700/2700
Mana: 3300/3550(+450)

Stats

• Strength: 5
• Agility: 15
• Intelligence: 95 (+5 gloves +10 Potion +10 Mind’ Eye)
• Stamina: 20
• Reduction: 6U / 7P / 11B / 4C

Skills

• Healing: 35
• Staff Wielding: 10

Passives

• Mana Payback (3) - Every time user casts any spell, there is a 10% chance of recovering 50% of spent mana. Passive.
• Arcane Resistance (6) - User and any friendlies within a short distance gain 5% spell resistance. Passive.
• Spell Essence Collector (10) - User gains 100MP whenever any nearby friendlies cast a Spell. Passive.
• Double Casting (12) - User may cast 2 spells at the same time, provided they are level 11 or lower Pure Magic Discipline spells. Passive.
• Boost Intel (14) - User gains +15 INT permanently. Passive.
• Attuned to One’s Body (3) - User gains 50HP whenever they cast a spell from the Body Discipline. Passive.
• Essence Gain (6) - User gains +100MP every time they heal by using spells from the Body Discipline. Does not activate with “Attuned to One’s Body”. Passive.
• Mind Shock (3) -Any opponents affected by Mind Discipline spells have a 5% chance to be stunned in addition to other affects. Passive.
• Mind’s Eye(6) - User gains +10 Intelligence for a minute after casting a Mind Discipline spell. Passive.
• Hidden in the Shadows (3) - Whenever user casts a spell from the Darkness Discipline, user becomes covered in shadows, grating +5% Evasion chance. Passive.
• Attuned to the Night (6) - User slowly regenerates mana during nighttime. 50 mana per hour. Passive.
• Night Vision (9) - User gains near-perfect night vision. Passive.
• Bounty (1/Universal) - User gains D10 extra Renn whenever they receive Renn from GM. Passive.
• Greater Bounty (5/Universal) - User gains D10 extra Renn whenever they receive Renn from GM. Stacks with Bounty. Passive.
• Grand Bounty (10/Universal) - User gains D10 extra Renn whenever they receive Renn from GM. Stacks with Bounty and Greater Bounty. Passive.

Equipped Items:

• Cloth Armor (Common): 5U / 6P / 10B / 3C
• Glove of Magi: +5 Int, +200 Mana
• Cloak of Magi: +150 Mana
• Sorcerer's Shoes: +100 Mana
• Teleport Ring: 1/day wear may teleport a short distance.
• Ring of Protection: +1% to all items’ reductions.
• Wand of Affinity(uncommon): -25 Mana Cost
• Ancient Mage's Taliman: 2/day restores 100% mana and 20% health.
• Greater Blue Potion (2): Restores 50% Mana.
• First Aid Kit

Willow watched on with a kind of fascinated horror, the fury catching her off guard. The damage it- It just wouldn’t stop. As equipment shatter and health bars continued to plummet, she thought for a moment they had lost someone but his health stopped around a third of the way down. She released a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. She refocused quickly, eyes narrowing down on the shaman. They needed to shut that shit down yesterday and she knew just the person to do it.

“Let Karuu finish the shaman off for a skill boost!” Willow shouted to the party. “Telekinetic move!” With the snap of her fingers, the shaman zipped over to the marauder. The bing of Mind’s Eye refreshing was a welcomed sound as she prepared to heal. “River, AoE heal and then focus heal Tower please.”

“Restore Vitality!” She cast the AoE heal, the pulse of light restoring 626 HP to the party.

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Summary:

• Cast Telekinetic Move on the Shaman. -100 MP
• Cast Restore Vitality, healing 626 on the party. -250 MP
• Essence Gain Triggers. +100 MP

The Gifted - Concluded

James Kingston

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Location: Subway, Millennium Plaza
Skills: N/A

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“May I have a six inch cold cut on wheat please?” He asked the woman. He pointed out a few toppings, cucumbers and tomatoes drowned in chipotle and spicy mustard, and paid as he talked to the employees briefly about the weather and their day. The cookies next to the counter presented a tempting offer but the coffee prevailed. Sure, he could order Subway coffee but why do that when a perfectly good Dunkin was within a few seconds walking distance. He thanked the employees, wished them a great day, and headed back out of the store.

Stepping back outside, James felt himself wishing for the cooler weather back home again. This time of year, Astoria chilled comfortably just under 70. Acclimating to the heat in D.C. was taking longer than he liked. Maybe he should get one of those little spritz fans travel ads always showed. He chuckled at the thought, heading to Dunkin as the absurd idea settled itself in the back of his head.

Of Blood and Magic

_{Interacting with:@Trainerblue192@Obscene Symphony}

Mentioning the Astorio’s made Varis want to tear the mage limb from limb but he maintain his composure, instead watching the mages interact. The paper mill the Astorio’s kept snatching from his fingers was key to a massive market share for all the nobles and his Lady was incredibly displeased after his latest failure. Varis rubbed at his hip absently, almost shivering at the slight bump he felt. He did not appreciate the slap in the face.

Varis turned to the boy, a pleasant smile on his lips and eyes darkening. He took a moment to reevaluate the mage. His initial thoughts suggested him as insignificant but if he was willing to play, then perhaps he warranted further investigation. He made a mental note to start looking into the boy later. For now… Varis watched the boy fidget. Perhaps not as confident without a vampire to hide behind.

“Please, by all means. And when you do, give my regards to your mother as well. I heard from a little birdie she had terrible indigestion one year and I forgot to send a card. Your father and I trying to finish a deal after all. Perhaps I should send her an invitation to something of mine to make up for it.”

Of Blood and Magic

_{Interacting with:@Trainerblue192@Obscene Symphony}

The vampire slammed his bedroom door open right before they had to leave. Varis’s hair matched Aaron’s, stylishly mussed. A ripped long black coat snapped behind him, silver designs along the collar and cuffs. Tight black pants stopped just short of black oxfords. the red v-neck shirt gave him the only splash of color. A silver choker wrapped itself around his neck. His eyes were solid black.

Varis paused next to Aaron’s desk, gesturing for him to move his hands away. He picked up the pages and read them over, sneering. “Handwriting speaks volumes about a person. Yours matches you perfectly. Elegant and composed, superficially. Scratch off the the gilded exterior and you find the dull, brittle core. Uncreative, inflexible, and entirely uninspiring. And unable to even brush my expectations apparently.” Varis ripped the pages and left the shreds on Aaron’s desk. “Tomorrow you’ll strive to complete more in this time frame and be thankful I only started you from the beginning.” Varis turned on his heel and stormed out the door, nearly clipping Aaron with it as he slammed it shut and locked it.

Varis remained silent the entire way across campus. The Princess was hosting the dinner at her mansion, tucked back into the forest. A few students walked the paths, escorted by heavily armed Noilan guards. Most made a brief movement to intercept Varis but, after a quick glance at his face, hurried away. Those who didn’t stepped off the path and bowed to the pair as Varis stormed by. All the while, Varis seethed. ‘My hair is a disaster, these clothes are hideous, and I have to tramp all the way across campus looking like a human tween posting poorly written emo poetry because Ryner didn’t bother to send a car.’ He halted at the edge of the forest abruptly and whirled on Aaron, yanking him close and cupping his hand around Aaron’s ear to shield his lips from sight.

“I will give you one warning despite your abysmal performances this evening. My Lady employs only mages skilled in the art of telepathy. If you do not wish your secrets and insecurities laid bare to her in the easiest fashion, I advise you stay within three steps of me. Outside of that and my presence will not protect you.” Varis released the boy, smoothed out the section of clothing he grabbed, and resumed walking as if nothing happened.

A cobblestone path wound through the forest, twisting into the darkness. Little light filtered down through the canopy, leaving most of the path in deep shadow. Varis walked steadily, unfazed by the lack of light. Periodically, patrols of mages and vampires would slink out of the darkness and back into it, the familiar prickle of magic ghosting over the vampire and mage as they did.

What caught Varis’s attention was the sound, or the lack thereof. Their footsteps made no noise as he set a brisk pace. No insects hummed in the air and no wind rustled the trees. No birds or rodents made their presence known and the air felt heavy and sluggish.

The feeling lifted as the path followed around to the front of the Princess’s mansion. A modernized tudor, the mansion glowed warmly and boasted a long driveway ending in a spectacular water feature. The cobblestone path dropped the pair off at the front gate and they were escorted to the fountain. Salem stood there speaking softly with the Princess already. The group looked up as Varis and Aaron approached.

“Varis, Aaron. Welcome to my home away from home.” She spoke softly, a warm smile on her face as she leaned forward to kiss the Count of the cheek. Anyone who knew her though could see the smirk curling at the edge of her lip and the playful sparkle in her eye at the sight of Varis. The Count turned his head, normally an affront, but the Princess instead whispered in his ear, “Bishop.” She stepped away and Varis audibly ground his teeth, staring past the woman at the fountain.

“And Aaron. It is a pleasure to see you.” She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek as well. “I cannot wait until Mother sees you in that outfit. Though she won’t dare say anything until Lady Sinnenodel departs, she’ll absolutely hate it! We’re matching that way I guess. Oh, you don’t know how much it pleases me to welcome you here as a student rather than a servant. I would love to hear about your first day of life outside of the household when we have a chance.” She sent a warm smile before turning back to the Count.

“I utterly loathe you, old hag. Not even a car and now that?” Varis said bitterly. His eyes lightened slightly however. “We are discussing this later. In length may I add. But first, I must address…” He gestured to Ryner in general, eye brows high and disgust plain on his face. “All of this. I hardly recognized you walking up the drive. I nearly thought you’d sent an Astorio’s second hand concubine to greet us.”

“The nastier you are, the more I know you like it.” Ryner laughed at him. “Maybe if you took the stick out from your ass you could enjoy your life for once, you conceited lickspittle.” Varis’s lip twitched and his eyes lightened further.

“At least I know how to handle it once it's there.” Varis shot back, pulling out a file and touching up a few uneven spots he missed in his rush. She smack him gently on the arm.

“I’m a dedicated woman. I prefer one drink, not a new one each night.” Ryner leveled him with a look. “And I would have found myself a married vampire already if you stopped interfering for a few decades.”

“They were cheating on you before me.” Varis waved the accusation off. “All I did was air out their dirty laundry. Frankly, I did you a favor.”

“Varis, it’s not a favor if you are part of the laundry.” She said dryly but held up a hand, cutting off Varis’s retort. “We’ll have plenty of time to debate the moral implications of your actions, again, after dinner. For now, introductions! Varis, this is Salem Spellman. He is the only son of the CEOs of Modern Tonics and Mystic Teas. His partner, Sir Lucan Bordeleaux, will hopefully be joining us later. Aaron spent the past five years learning swordplay under Sir Bordeleaux.”

“And Salem, this is Count Varis Sinnenodel. He is Lady Sinnenodel’s current protege and I believe he has done some business with your father recently. His partner is Aaron Starag, the youngest member of the Starag line. He is quite skilled after Lucan’s tutelage and excels easily in most areas.” Varis stared thoughtfully at Salem for a few moments.

“Modern Tonics. Ah yes, Salem Spellman. How odd. I don’t recall Salem mentioning a son.” Varis looked the plant mage over a moment more and then dismissed him, turning back to Ryner. “But omission speaks for itself. A pity Sir Bordeleaux isn’t here though. His insight could have proven useful. The boy lacks critical thinking skills and a few ideas from a former mentor could have gone a long way. Just earlier, the boy was trying to find a place to put his cufflinks after I rolled up his sleeves. It was a horrifying display of incompetence, wouldn’t you agree boy?”

The Gifted - Concluded

James Kingston

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Location: Millenium Plaza
Skills: N/A

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James hummed as he weighed his options. His stomach reminded him of his hasty departure this morning, woken up as his Uncle went on one of his tirades against mutants. Bunch of lousy freaks, goin’ round causin’ trouble. We oughta lock ‘em up and leave ’em there! The prickling over his skin started and he itched, like hundreds of ants were crawling over him, and he just wanted to scrub, scrub until his skin burned clean and all of it was off. Not that he could do it with his ability. He recognized where that train of thought went and bolted with a rushed goodbye and love you.

James shook his head and flipped open his wallet as he walked down the strip. He chuckled ruefully as he realized he once again left his debit card home. Guess it was cash today. He really needed to remember to put things back when he used them. He rifled through his bills and decided lunch was possible but it would use up what he had on hand. He glanced wistfully at Dunkin Donuts. The sugar rush was exactly what James wanted but it was a gym day and the sugar crash would make working out awful. So, Subway it was! And a quick trip to Dunkin for a black coffee. Yeah, a six inch and coffee. Perfect.

“Good afternoon!” He said cheerily to the flashy man breezing down the sidewalk and into the comic shop. Never quite his thing but apparently it has an appeal to the higher class. Good for them. Everyone deserves something that makes them happy even if it seems a tad odd someone with money would find something so simple entertaining. James shrugged and said hello to another person, a woman standing outside the nail salon, on his way to Subway.

The Gifted - Concluded

Cadeceus

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James Kingston

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Character Summary

Name: James Kingston
Aliases: Cadeceus, Neo
Age: 25
Birthday: June 13th, 1996
Birth Place: Astoria, Oregon
Gender: Male
Powers: Accelerated Healing Factor (temporarily transmissible), Reactive Adaptation
Training: N/A
Languages: English

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Appearance

Height: 5'10"
Weight: 165 lbs
Build: Muscular
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Light Brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: James wears easy and simple clothes. Hoodies, tank tops, tee shirts, jeans, and sensible sneakers. He doesn't have any particular interest in fashion, preferring simplicity and function over style. The only accessories he wears are his mother's locket when he isn't working and a cheap wristwatch.

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Psychology

Adaptable * Disorganized * Cooperative * Gullible * Optimistic * Reckless

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
Since birth, James always was laid back and easy going. He clicked well with most people and prefers to make friends rather than enemies. Coming from a single parent home, James learned from his father to face every day with a smile and he keeps that life lesson close and dear to him. He rolls with the punches life throws at him as best he can, with a smile and joke. He is always willing to see the other side, to take a moment to walk in someone else's shoes before he judges them.

Unfortunately, his willingness to see the good in others often blinds him to their intentions. James often fails to consider the motivations behind people. As a result, he is easily made the butt of jokes and pranks. James takes it mostly in stride as good fun but sometimes it becomes too much and his irritation drives him to do recklessly impulsive things like dirt biking in the middle of the night or accidently setting a dry field on fire with matches he was trying to burn himself with. In truth, James feels like deserves these things. He has this anamoly that everyone around him says is awful in other people, that it makes them do horrible things. And even though his ability has the capacity to help, it must still be dangerous right? So maybe he deserves to be hurt.

Habits: Humming while working, tapping his fingers absently, cracks death jokes when stressed or upset.
Hobbies: Kick boxing, working on cars and motorcycles, watching hockey at his regular bar.
Fears:

• Being buried alive.
• The possibility he is hallucinating everything.
• Losing his mother's locket.
• Telepaths

Likes:

• Rock and Roll
• Dogs
• Coffee
• Building things
• Hockey
• Star gazing

Dislikes:

• Elf on the Shelf
• Insects
• Reading
• Hot weather
• Sour candy
• Dramas of any kind

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Engine mechanics
• Electrical wiring
• Re-purposing supplies
• Scavenging
• Developing strong interpersonal relationships
• Hiding in Plain Sight
• Strategy
• Psychological Profiling
• Torture
• Electrical Engineering
• Omega Level Healing
• Investigation
• Triage

Combat Skills:

• Kickboxing

Medical Injuries/Issues:

• N/A

Possessions:

• Mother's locket with a picture of his parents on their honeymoon.
• Cell Phone
• Wallet with I.D., a few bills, and his mechanic's certification card.
• Clothing: A plain grey shirt with a black leather jacket, navy jeans, and steel toed work boots.

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History

How did you discover your powers: James's mutation manifested quietly when he hit puberty. Suddenly, scapes and cuts closed as soon as they appeared and bruises faded almost immediately. He wrote it off, not really noticing them, until he took a nasty spill from a tree and broke his ankle but was on his feet on minutes. He rationalized it as just having blown it out of proportion but it happened again when he tripped and broke his arm in high school. The arm, after a rough set, fixed itself in minutes. After the news about mutants and the danger they pose, James kept his ability to himself.

General History:

James Kingston grew up in a family of tradesmen: electricians, plumbers, mechanics, welders. You name it, at some point a Kingston has done it. They scoffed at the idea of intellectualists and their lofty colleges. After all, why spend thousands of dollars on fancy classes when you can just learn to do it from a tradesman? The Kongstons could fix their homes, rewire their electronics, upkeep their cars, and fix their own plumbing. How many college students could say that at graduation.

James was different. Just after his birth, his mother passed away due to an aggressive infection resistant to most antibacterial options available to a new mother. Her life insurance covered her funeral and the rest automatically deposited into a college fund for her child. James, left with only her locket with a pick of his parents together, insisted on going despite some of the teasing he got from the rest of them. He practically grew up in his father's auto repair shop, jumping right into the Kingston trade as early as ten. He maintained a close relationship with his father through the years and man always encouraged James tendency to tinkering, even if it didn't always go as planned.

When he graduated high school, his father sent him to Washington D.C. to help his unlce with his recently opened business as a temporary electrican. Reluctant to leave his friends and family before his first semester of college, James agreed when his father pointed out the experience would be helpful both with his degree and his job afterwards. He kept busy over the summer, his Uncle contracted to wire the rapidly expanding suburban neighborhoods popping up around the capital at the time. He kept in closet contact with his friends but his father's schedule and his kept missing so they resolved to catch up again before he left to California for school.

It was his friends who sent him an article headlined “Kingston Fix It Fire - No Survivors.” Seven dead, fine customers, a mechanic, and the owner, Dallas Kingston. James struggled with the death, overwhelmed with funeral arrangements and will executions and life insurance payouts. James delayed his college plans a year as he grieved.

Afterwards, he threw himself into his schooling. He pushed himself and dual majored in both mechanical and electrical engineering, graduating on time and moving back in with his Uncle for a formal apprenticeship with his company before he returned home and opened his own shop in his his father's honor. But shortly after arriving, James's uncle revealed his Purifier sympathies. James just has to keep his head down until the apprenticeship is over.

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Extras

Character Quote: "If you believe it will work out, you will see opportunities. If you believe it won't, you will see obstacles."
Theme Song: Don't you worry child.
Anything Else: James's healing factor can be temporarily transmitted through maintained contact and concentration. The process leaves James incredibly weak and while he is transmitting it, he can not benefit from his ability.

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Of Blood and Magic
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Relations - Season One

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Relations

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James Kingston

"If you believe it will work out, you will see opportunities. If you believe it won't, you will see obstacles."

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⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

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👋 Ice Queen 👋
"Her whole world has been turned upside down by this so it’s only fair she’s a bit chilly."

James doesn’t really know much about Ice Queen except she has a bit of an attitude and everything she’s known has been thrown out the door.

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💘 Spirit Box 💘
"Funny, hot, and thankfully understanding. Hopefully coffee goes well."

Spirit Box laughs a lot, is endearingly quirky, and, as an added bonus, is incredibly easy on the eyes. There’s still plenty to learn about him―who is this “Ben”?―but that’s the fun of a new (hopefully more than) friendship.

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👋 Stretch 👋
"He’s a cool dude but I think he’s being pulled in too many directions. I’d suggest a vacation but I think he’d stress himself out more."

Caduceus respects Stretch because he puts so much of himself into everything he’s doing but he definitely thinks the man could use some chill time.

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👋 Sunshine 👋
"She seems like she’s been dealt a shitty hand. Hopefully having a place will help her realize not everyone is out to get her."

Sunshine is rude, disrespectful, and lashes out at anything she can but thats just because of her situation, in his useless opinion. He fully believes having a community now will help in the long run. He just hopes they can handle her that long.

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👋 Tome 👋
"If you ever need to live a day like Tome just follow this simple exercise: Open mouth, insert foot. I promise it’ll be the guaranteed Tome experience."

How this boy is still alive is beyond Caduceus but Tome has managed to leave a definite impression. Caduceus is seriously considering dragging a fire extinguisher everywhere he goes with Tome..

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Relations - Season Two

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Relations

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James Kingston

"We've cleaned up the mess and things are looking great! Now if people could just... stop nearly dying, I think we'll be in good shape!"

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⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

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💙 Veil 💙
"Honestly, I don’t think I could accomplish what Veil has with how little she’s had to work with."

• James respects Veil the most out of everyone in the Underground.
• He admires how hard she works and how much she gets done and it motivates him to work a little harder.

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💕 Sunshine 💕
"She’s one of the people I stumbled into this mess with and I wouldn’t trade her for the world no matter how prickly she is."

• As someone he started this with, she has a special place in his heart.
• He feels a lot of guilt over not being there for here through the Morlock issues.
• He makes it a point to spend time with her every day.

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👋 Spark Plug 👋
"She’s a great sparring partner but other than a few brief conversations, I haven't really gotten a chance to know her."

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🎆♨️ Sapphire ♨️🎆
"She is important to the operation and she isn’t one to shy back from a hard job so she deserves respect but I’d rather keep our interactions pleasantly short."

• His first impression of her wasn’t great and still seems rather accurate to her personality.

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💗 Spirit Box 💗
"No I don’t have to kiss him everytime I see him, only when he is being cute which is all the time."

• James adores Casper and has no shame in displaying his affection.
• He knows he has some stuff he is dealing with and James is more than happy to give him whatever he needs to succeed.
• He’ll never say it but Jame is scared Casper will eventually decide James is too boring to stay with.

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💛 Stretch 💛
"He’s a good guy and he deserves a vacation."

• High key intimidated by Jack because he knows Jack is important to Casper.
• James respects him for all the hard work he puts into things.
• James is also concerned for him. Jack doesn’t open up about his issues a lot and he knows from personal experience that’s not great.

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💙 Glimpse 💙
"After everything that happened, I don’t think I couldn’t grow closer to her."

• Loves working on the Underground restoration projects with her.
• Is the only telepath that doesn’t immediately make him put up his guard. They basically died together, what else could happen?
• Still has nightmares about the incident.

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💛 Moonwalker 💛
"Honestly, he’s probably the nicest of all of us!"

• Discovered the shared an interest in star gazing.
• Appreciates his eagerness to help around the Underground and willingness to learn new skills

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🌓Feedback 🌓
"She’s going through a hard time with the death of her mom but trying to get Casper to contact her probably isn’t the healthiest way to handle it."

• James empathizes with her. He lost his dad while he was away from home too.
• Is more than a little annoyed that she presses Casper about the situation.

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♨️ Tome ♨️
"I can’t immediately dislike him. Max always wanted to help people so he must have had a reason, right?"

James has lost quite a bit of sleep over Max after he first defected to the Hellfire Club but has since resolved that the next time they see each other, he would try to at least sit him down to talk.

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♨️ Ice Queen ♨️
"But we worked together so well?"

James wasn’t as close to Leighton as he was Max but she didn’t seem interested in the things the Hellfire Club built its reputation on so hes mostly just confused.

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Relations - Season Three

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James Kingston

"When we're at our lowest, we can only find solace in each other right?"

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⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

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💕 Sunshine 💕
"I feel helpless, honestly. She has so much anger and guilt and I just… don’t know how to help her."

• He considers her the little sister he never had.
• He feels a lot of guilt over not being there for here through the Morlock issues.
• He makes it a point to spend time with her every day.
• He’s incredibly worried that the anger and frustration she feels is going to drive her somewhere he can’t help her escape from.
• He has nightmares where he finds her still frozen or dead from the terrigen mist and so he frets and fusses over her to help ease the mounting anxiety.

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💛 ♨️ Stretch ♨️ 💛
"He’s not adjusting well to the new situation. It feels like he’s decided just to step away from everything and we really all need to be here for each other right now."

• High key intimidated by Jack because he knows Jack is important to Casper.
• James respects him for all the hard work he puts into things.
• James is frustrated with Jack. Jack’s put some distance between them in his attempt to get a handle on the situation but honestly, it just feels like he doesn’t care about anyone else. He has the right to cope however he wants but reminding himself of that doesn’t seem to soothe James’ irritation.

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💛 Moneta 💛
"I really needed someone just to talk to and relax with and Moneta’s been all that and more. I think I may have gone a little crazy if she didn’t chill with me every now and then."

• He really appreciates her taking the time to help them settle in and check in to make sure they’re doing okay.
• They hang out regularly, talking about their shared interest in fiddling with machines, and he always looks forward to their chats.

The Gifted - Concluded

@Morose Thanks for the feedback! I went in and focused more on the personality section like you said and changed the color coding. I also clarified his Uncle's business was in D.C. and he returned there after school for a formal apprenticeship to get some more hands on experience. I also added an additional habit.

Cadeceus

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James Kingston

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Character Summary

Name: James Kingston
Aliases: Cadeceus, Neo
Age: 24
Birthday: June 13th, 1996
Birth Place: Astoria, Oregon
Gender: Male
Powers: Accelerated Healing Factor (temporarily transmissible)
Training: N/A
Languages: English

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Appearance

Height: 5'10"
Weight: 165 lbs
Build: Muscular
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Light Brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: James wears easy and simple clothes. Hoodies, tank tops, tee shirts, jeans, and sensible sneakers. He doesn't have any particular interest in fashion, preferring simplicity and function over style. The only accessories he wears are his mother's locket when he isn't working and a cheap wristwatch.

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Psychology

Adaptable * Disorganized * Cooperative * Gullible * Optimistic * Reckless

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
Since birth, James always was laid back and easy going. He clicked well with most people and prefers to make friends rather than enemies. Coming from a single parent home, James learned from his father to face every day with a smile and he keeps that life lesson close and dear to him. He rolls with the punches life throws at him as best he can, with a smile and joke. He is always willing to see the other side, to take a moment to walk in someone else's shoes before he judges them.

Unfortunately, his willingness to see the good in others often blinds him to their intentions. James often fails to consider the motivations behind people. As a result, he is easily made the butt of jokes and pranks. James takes it mostly in stride as good fun but sometimes it becomes too much and his irritation drives him to do recklessly impulsive things like dirt biking in the middle of the night or accidently setting a dry field on fire with matches he was trying to burn himself with. In truth, James feels like deserves these things. He has this anamoly that everyone around him says is awful in other people, that it makes them do horrible things. And even though his ability has the capacity to help, it must still be dangerous right? So maybe he deserves to be hurt.

Habits: Humming while working, tapping his fingers absently, cracks death jokes when stressed or upset.
Hobbies: Kick boxing, working on cars and Motorcycles, watching hockey at his regular bar.
Fears:

• Being buried alive.
• The possibility he is hallucinating everything.
• Losing his mother's locket.

Likes:

• Rock and Roll
• Dogs
• Coffee
• Building things
• Hockey
• Star gazing

Dislikes:

• Elf on the Shelf
• Insects
• Reading
• Hot weather
• Sour candy
• Dramas of any kind

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Engine mechanics
• Electrical wiring
• Repurposing supplies
• Scavanging
• Developing strong interpersonal relationships

Combat Skills:

• Kickboxing

Possessions:

• Mother's locket with a picture of his parents on their honeymoon.
• Backpack
• Small toolkit
• Wallet with I.D., a few bills, and his mechanic's certification card.
• Duct Tape.
• Pocket knife.
• Simples clothes like a hoodie, tank top, and jeans.

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History

How did you discover your powers: James's mutation manifested quietly when he hit puberty. Suddenly, scapes and cuts closed as soon as they appeared and bruises faded almost immediately. He wrote it off, not really noticing them, until he took a nasty spill from a tree and broke his ankle but was on his feet on minutes. He rationalized it as just having blown it out of proportion but it happened again when he tripped and broke his arm in high school. The arm, after a rough set, fixed itself in minutes. After the news about mutants and the danger they pose, James kept his ability to himself.

General History:

James Kingston grew up in a family of tradesmen: electricians, plumbers, mechanics, welders. You name it, at some point a Kingston has done it. They scoffed at the idea of intellectualists and their lofty colleges. After all, why spend thousands of dollars on fancy classes when you can just learn to do it from a tradesman? The Kongstons could fix their homes, rewire their electronics, upkeep their cars, and fix their own plumbing. How many college students could say that at graduation.

James was different. Just after his birth, his mother passed away due to an aggressive infection resistant to most antibacterial options available to a new mother. Her life insurance covered her funeral and the rest automatically deposited into a college fund for her child. James, left with only her locket with a pick of his parents together, insisted on going despite some of the teasing he got from the rest of them. He practically grew up in his father's auto repair shop, jumping right into the Kingston trade as early as ten. He maintained a close relationship with his father through the years and man always encouraged James tendency to tinkering, even if it didn't always go as planned.

When he graduated high school, his father sent him to Washington D.C. to help his unlce with his recently opened business as a temporary electrican. Reluctant to leave his friends and family before his first semester of college, James agreed when his father pointed out the experience would be helpful both with his degree and his job afterwards. He kept busy over the summer, his Uncle contracted to wire the rapidly expanding suburban neighborhoods popping up around the capital at the time. He kept in closet contact with his friends but his father's schedule and his kept missing so they resolved to catch up again before he left to California for school.

It was his friends who sent him an article headlined “Kingston Fix It Fire - No Survivors.” Seven dead, fine customers, a mechanic, and the owner, Dallas Kingston. James struggled with the death, overwhelmed with funeral arrangements and will executions and life insurance payouts. James delayed his college plans a year as he grieved.

Afterwards, he threw himself into his schooling. He pushed himself and dual majored in both mechanical and electrical engineering, graduating on time and moving back in with his Uncle for a formal apprenticeship with his company before he returned home and opened his own shop in his his father's honor. But shortly after arriving, James's uncle revealed his Purifier sympathies. James just has to keep his head down until the apprenticeship is over.

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Extras

Character Quote: "If you believe it will work out, you will see opportunities. If you believe it won't, you will see obstacles."
Theme Song: Don't you worry child.
Anything Else: James's healing factor can be temporarily transmitted through maintained contact and concentration. The process leaves James incredibly weak and while he is transmitting it, he can not benefit from his ability.

Dreamer

Of Blood and Magic
_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

The Gifted - Concluded

@Morose Here is my submission!

Cadeceus

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James Kingston

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Character Summary

Name: James Kingston
Aliases: Cadeceus, Neo
Age: 24
Birthday: June 13th, 1996
Birth Place: Astoria, Oregon
Gender: Male
Powers: Accelerated Healing Factor (temporarily transmissible)
Training: N/A
Languages: English

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Appearance

Height: 5'10"
Weight: 165 lbs
Build: Muscular
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Light Brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: James wears easy and simple clothes. Hoodies, tank tops, tee shirts, jeans, and sensible sneakers. He doesn't have any particular interest in fashion, preferring simplicity and function over style. The only accessories he wears are his mother's locket when he isn't working and a cheap wristwatch.

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Psychology

Adaptable * Disorganized * Cooperative * Gullible * Optimistic * Reckless

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
Caleb was always rather laid back and easy going ever since he was a kid. He learned how to roll with the punches and make the best out of what life gave him. He likes to focus on the better side of people, taking a moment to walk in their shoes before judging them.

Unfortunately, Caleb's nature makes it rather easy to deceive him. He is inclined to trust others without considering their intentions and it's gotten him into more than one frying pan. His recklessness, drive by his accelerated healing factor, often takes him out of the pan and into the fire.

Habits: Humming while working, tapping his fingers absently.
Hobbies: Kick boxing, working on cars and Motorcycles, watching hockey at his regular bar.
Fears:

• Being buried alive.
• The possibility he is hallucinating everything.
• Losing his mother's locket.

Likes:

• Rock and Roll
• Dogs
• Coffee
• Building things
• Hockey
• Star gazing

Dislikes:

• Elf on the Shelf
• Insects
• Reading
• Hot weather
• Sour candy
• Dramas of any kind

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Engine mechanics
• Electrical wiring
• Repurposing supplies
• Scavanging
• Developing strong interpersonal relationships

Combat Skills:

• Kickboxing

Possessions:

• Mother's locket with a picture of his parents on their honeymoon.
• Backpack
• Small toolkit
• Wallet with I.D., a few bills, and his mechanic's certification card.
• Duct Tape.
• Pocket knife.
• Simples clothes like a hoodie, tank top, and jeans.

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History

How did you discover your powers: James's mutation manifested quietly when he hit puberty. Suddenly, scapes and cuts closed as soon as they appeared and bruises faded almost immediately. He wrote it off, not really noticing them, until he took a nasty spill from a tree and broke his ankle but was on his feet on minutes. He rationalized it as just having blown it out of proportion but it happened again when he tripped and broke his arm in high school. The arm, after a rough set, fixed itself in minutes. After the news about mutants and the danger they pose, James kept his ability to himself.

General History:

James Kingston grew up in a family of tradesmen: electricians, plumbers, mechanics, welders. You name it, at some point a Kingston has done it. They scoffed at the idea of intellectualists and their lofty colleges. After all, why spend thousands of dollars on fancy classes when you can just learn to do it from a tradesman? The Kongstons could fix their homes, rewire their electronics, upkeep their cars, and fix their own plumbing. How many college students could say that at graduation.

James was different. Just after his birth, his mother passed away due to an aggressive infection resistant to most antibacterial options available to a new mother. Her life insurance covered her funeral and the rest automatically deposited into a college fund for her child. James, left with only her locket with a pick of his parents together, insisted on going despite some of the teasing he got from the rest of them. He practically grew up in his father's auto repair shop, jumping right into the Kingston trade as early as ten. He maintained a close relationship with his father through the years and man always encouraged James tendency to tinkering, even if it didn't always go as planned.

When he graduated high school, his father sent him to DC to help his uncle with his job as an electrician. Reluctant to leave his friends and family before his first semester of college, James agreed when his father pointed out the experience would be helpful both with his degree and his job afterwards. He kept busy over the summer, his Uncle contracted to wire the rapidly expanding suburban neighborhoods popping up around the capital at the time. He kept in closet contact with his friends but his father's schedule and his kept missing so they resolved to catch up again before he left to California for school.

It was his friends who sent him an article headlined “Kingston Fix It Fire - No Survivors.” Seven dead, fine customers, a mechanic, and the owner, Dallas Kingston. James struggled with the death, overwhelmed with funeral arrangements and will executions and life insurance payouts. James delayed his college plans a year as he grieved.

Afterwards, he threw himself into his schooling. He pushed himself and dual majored in both mechanical and electrical engineering, graduating on time and moving back in with his Uncle for a formal apprenticeship with his company before he returned home and opened his own shop in his his father's honor. But shortly after arriving, James's uncle revealed his Purifier sympathies. James just has to keep his head down until the apprenticeship is over.

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Extras

Character Quote: "If you believe it will work out, you will see opportunities. If you believe it won't, you will see obstacles."
Theme Song: Don't you worry child.
Anything Else: James's healing factor can be temporarily transmitted through maintained contact and concentration. The process leaves James incredibly weak and while he is transmitting it, he can not benefit from his ability.

Dreamer

Of Blood and Magic
_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}