DawningAurora

Raven Squad: Redux

0500

Like clockwork, Misa woke up and began her standard morning routine. She made her bed, showered, then got dressed. She stepped out of her room and was greeted by Buki who was standing guard.

“Good morning Miss Ysuki,” Buki greeted.

Misa gave her companion a nod before heading out. First thing on the agenda was the gym. Buki was an exceptional support AI but was lacking in the combat department. She had updated his learning algorithms, but since it was not her field of expertise, it was slow, to say the least. When not using her tactical suit, Buki was piloting it. She needed him to be competent in combat, so she has been sparing with him to help his database and abilities. 74 hours in, and he has shown little improvement. Maybe today is the day something clicks.

It only took a few minutes for Misa to reach the gym. She had taken great care to pick a room that was close to every facility. Efficiency is key after all. Once she arrived, Misa went to the sectioned off area for the heavy assault members of the squad filled with special equipment, but she mainly used it as an arena. “Buki, we are working on hand to hand to hand combat. You have 4 hours to try and bring me to the ground. No firearms. Everything else is valid,” Misa said as she set a timer.

“Begin—“

Misa immediately rushed the large suit and slipped under him with ease. With a bit of leverage, she grabbed Buki’s head and dragged him down to the ground.

Misa lets out a long sigh then said, “again”

This time she faked him out and kicked his optics before tripping him.

“Again”

“Again...”

“Again......”

After 4 hours of no noticeable progress, Misa decided that was enough for the morning. She had other tasks to complete that day. Marching the walk of failure, she headed to the kitchen to make everyone lunch. She never revealed that she was the one doing the cooking, and food would just appear on the table or in the fridge comes meal time. Needless to say, it was a role she enjoyed playing. It was better for keeping up her appearance within the group.

Lunch quickly came and passed. Then for the rest of the afternoon, Misa tinkered with Buki before it was time for dinner. She set a pot of Curry on the stove before having a seat in the rec room. It was a nice and open space but could use some plants to break up the concrete. Thought the massive industrial kitchen was much appreciated.

Misa made herself a cup of tea and some dangos before sitting down at the sofa table. She set a mat on the floor before sitting down on her knees. It would have been a nice and relaxing night if not for the loud and obnoxious laughter of a certain man.

Misa did her best to ignore Xander’s loudness, but he did make her think about the team and what a dysfunctional group they were. Dysfunctional in the social sense as she was sure everyone here is extremely skilled. But there are those that she would keep at arm's length like Grayson and Yinmei. Then there are her fellow Heavies like Jamie and Laura who are a bit too loud for her taste but it was not unbearable. Xander is Xander. She cannot fault the man for being loud but there is a time and place. And then there is Mateo, they are too alike making her dislike him by default.

Misa looked up for the first time when she heard Skye arrive. “Good evening Captain. I believe we’re having curry for dinner.” Misa watched as Skye picked up her instrument and began playing a nice tune. Skye was a woman of many talents, to her surprise. She expected the captain of a squad like Raven to be some emotionless military grunt who only spouted orders.

Misa's eyes twitch slightly when Xander addressed Skye as 'mum'. It was CLEARLY disrespectful, and there were countless other titles he could have used and yet he did not. Though a twitch of the eye was all one could notice as she kept her face perfectly still.

Raven Squad: Redux

I just realized Misa is the oldest one here being 36...

Raven Squad: Redux

Misa Ysuki

Name:

Misa Ysuki

Age:

36

Appearance:

Misa

Misa is a Japanese woman standing just over 6ft tall. She has long black hair, bangs, and is often seen wearing a suit. She has that type of beauty to her that one would appreciate from afar. Maybe it is the constantly glaring eyes or resting bitch face but she is often very hard to approach.

She rarely shows emotion on her face but someone observant can tell her emotion by the way she stands. Her normal posture is perfect like a model. Her back is straight, her footsteps are quiet, and her gait is minimal. She holds her hand over her lower abdomen with the left hand on top. She switches the position of her hands based on how she’s feeling, it is not a conscious decision but a result of previous training to never show her emotion. When she’s mad, she walks with her hands to the side. And if she’s upset she holds them behind her back.

Nationality:

Japanese

Callsign:

Boba

Skills:

Two is better than one: Misa is an extremely tough cookie, and the secrete to that is nanobots that flow through her blood. They allow her to have enhanced durability, endurance, and strength as well as a mental connection to her mech suit. She can summon it at will and control it as if it was her own body..

Expert Close Quarter Combatant: Misa has learned and perfected over a dozen types of martial arts as well as is proficient with several melee weapons. Weapons include but are not limited to, katana, machete, Zweihänder, and combat knife. If it's a melee weapon (including her fists), you can be sure that she is proficient with it.

Marksmen: while putting a focus on melee fighting, Misa is also proficient with several firearms but has a personal preference for explosive ones like grenade launchers and shotguns.

Expert cook: She can cook a variety of dishes from several different regions. If you want a specific kind of food ask her and she will most likely make it for you.

Tinkerer: Misa started as a scientist devolving weapons for the military. Though it has been years since she has been in a lab, she can still repair equipment on the fly and understand any topic relating to physic or microbiology.

History:

Misa Ysuki is the lost heir to a multi-million dollar pharmaceutical company based in Japan. Her mother, Aiko Ysuki, was the CEO of the company and was mainly absent during most of her childhood leaving her to be raised by her dad and grandparents. Her father, Hiroto Ysuki, was a scientist for the Japanese military and was in charge of her education. He though her everything from thermodynamics to theoretical physic and business. He also taught her military tactics and self-defense. She had a world-class education in everything you could imaginable since she was set to become the next CEO.

Her grandparents were much more humbling, teaching her life skills like cooking and housework. They tried their best to give her a normal childhood but it was hard. Misa didn’t have any friends and grew up isolated in their multi-million dollar estate. Despite the isolation, she was happy. Her mother did their best to carve out time for her even if it was small. This means she is set to inherit power and money, right?

Well no, everything changed when she was 19. Her uncle was always jealous that her mother was the one to take over the company. He plotted to kill them and take over the company. He paid off the staff of her estate to see explosives throughout the mansion. When her mother was home and everyone in her family had gathered for the holidays, explosions engulfed the entire estate. The mansion went up in bellow of smoke and fire. When Misa came to, she found herself under rubble, in the arms of her mother who had protected her from the blast.

Misa clawed her way out of the ruble only and swore revenge on her uncle (she found out later that it was him). With what money she had, Misa escaped to the United State and began a somewhat peaceful life. She got an education at Harvard University for microbiology and Physic, then moved on to be a scientist for the military. She used this as a jumping-off point to get her revenge.

She didn’t stay a scientist for long and quickly volunteered for the front line. She has been in countless conflicts all over the world, earning herself a small but respectable reputation. She also dabbled in some illegal ring fighting on the side to burn from deep-rooted frustration.

From her extensive experience in weapon manufacturing and an abnormal amount of combat experience, She was elected for "The Devil's Cooker". She passed with flying colors and was officially recognized as a member of Raven Squad.

Personality:

Misa is often a soft-spoken woman of little words. She will talk if the need arises but would much rather listen. She is very polite in the traditional sense, like she will bow to her superior, ask to be excused from the table, and address almost everyone with a mister, sir, misses, ma'am, etc. Under her cold exterior, she is quite caring to people she had grown attached to and will protect them from anything.

Tactical Suit & Equipment:

Buki

Misa’s tactical suit, code name Buki, was hand-crafted by Misa herself. He was created using an extremely light but durable alloy allowing him to have high maneuverability but can still shrug off a shell or two. On each of its joints are powerful but short burst thrusters allowing him to be agile in close quarters. Buki also stands around 8 ft tall.

Buki is highly customizable with several loadouts that can be customized for any mission. Anything attached can be fully detached giving Misa the full range of movement that Buki is capable of. Of course, these are recovered after each mission so as to not waste supplies.

Buki’s standard loadout comes attached with a large container carrying a huge amount of weapon parts and ammo. Misa can change in and out various parts of any weapon to suit the combat scenario. On his shoulder is a large fully automatic Gatling gun capable of mowing down a small army. Though Buki can only carry enough ammo for about 5 minutes of constant firing.

• shoulder-mounted Gatling gun
• SIG Sauer MCX + augentations
• 2x M1014
• APC9 Pro-K
• Shock-absorbing armor

For more destructive power, Buki can be loaded with 20-40 short-range missiles with tracking technology and two large anti-aircraft missiles. A submachine gun is mounded to his left arm and a shield to his right.

• 20-40 tracking missiles
• SIG Sauer MCX + augentations
• 2x anti-aircraft missiles
• Heavy armor + shield

For stealth missions or a pure melee load out. Buki can be mounted with cloaking technology that makes him undetectable at long range. Though if you’re standing right next to him it’s quite obvious that there is an invisible mech suit there. He is also virtually silent as he walks. A jet pack is also built in allowing for limited air maneuverability. For weapons, he has two anti-tank missiles mounted to his arm and a sword that can vibrate at a high frequency.

• SIG Sauer MCX + augentations
• Jetpack
• High Frequency sword
• Cloaking Array
• Hydraulic suppressor for quiet movement

Hobbies:

Misa is basically the team mom. She likes to do housework like cleaning, cooking, gardening, and whatnot. She will clean up after everyone but will not tolerate anyone being lazy. She won’t tolerate anyone telling her to clean something she had nothing to do with. If you ask her to help you, then she will gladly do it.

Likes:

Milk tea, housework, exercising, shopping, the rain

Dislikes:

loud people (ie Xander), heat, laziness, Clutter, Small spaces

Raven Squad: Redux

I was hoping to take the female heavy assault character if that's still open

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I can see it @Zanavy, can’t say Albert will be very helpful in a straight up fight. He’ll probably be at home taking care of the children and making everyone dinner.

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Albert is great with children. I do not know what you mean @Zanavy

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Interaction: @Zanavy

Albert listened intently to the conversation around him but didn’t comment on much. The old angel in him did feel sorrow for the innocents that were killed. He was once in charge of finding and punishing such crimes, but not anymore. His old beliefs are nothing more than a fading amber inside of him. Though that didn’t mean he wouldn’t help. These outcasts were dangerous and would be a bother for him down the line.

Many questions were proposed and ideas were shared. Most were curious about the person named Bob, which was quite a strange name for an immensely powerful being. It didn’t match any of the deities he knew of. Could it be an alias or a forgotten god? “Detective, could you tell me how long they have been trapped and their estimated kill count? Innocent souls often have 2 uses, to fuel magic or to summon something. So if we know how many souls have been reaped, we could estimate their power or end goal,” Albert asked.

When the question of skills was proposed, Albert gladly shared what he could do. It wasn’t like one could use his powers correctly if they copied his abilities. “I am able to write contracts that have a wide arrange of effects. But it’s ruled by an equivalent exchange. One can’t obtain power without giving something in return. And Cain, do be careful. You could erase yourself with my ability.” Albert imagines he can bind the outcast to the city if the detective were somehow killed, but he refrains from mentioning that. It was too much of a hassle for him to write up a contract of that level. It wouldn’t need a page or two but hundreds for it to work. He wanted to help the innocent, but not at the expense of several sleepless weeks.

Albert turned and gave Penny a saddened gaze when she asked about protections for her family. He thought about it for a moment but eventually spoke up, “Setepenre, I own a small bed and breakfast just outside the city. It is protected from even the gods themself. You and your family are welcome to move in. If you do, I can also extend its protection for when you need leave cause if you have work or your kids have school.”

Albert was silent for a moment before continuing, “everyone here is welcome as well if you need a place to stay while we work on this case.”

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CS / Interactions:

Albert was watching the fire flicker within the hearth as a storm ranged outside of his Bed and Breakfast. He had a cigar in his mouth and a quill in his hand. It was an item older than civilization itself and has written countless documents which changed the world. Recently he found himself fidgeting with it whenever he needed to think. Someone who went by the name ‘The Detective’ arrived at his B&B the day prior and invited him to a meeting. He was still unsure if he should go as it had been decades since he saw the outside world. Of course, he has watched its development from this very armchair but has yet to see it in person. From what he was told, this meeting was to discuss a group called ‘The Outcast’ who have been causing havoc within this city. He didn't gain much from helping, but their arrival did correspond to a steep decline in the travelers that frequent his B&B. Was it a correlation? He could not tell.

“What do you think? About the time I leave this dusty place?” Albert asked the house, who responded with a flare of hearth causing some of its amber to jump out and attack him. He gave a boisterous laugh before brushing off the smoldering ambers. “Aight Aight I’m sorry I called you dusty.” Albert smiled at the house before standing up. This B&B has been his companion for thousands of years, so it is not surprising that it has grown tired of his tasteless jokes. He is sure that the house would be glad to rid of him, if only for a short while.

“Please prepare a coat and umbrella for me,” he spoke before the lights in the house flickered. He left the B&B to do its things while he gathered a few more trinkets. First was a small compass he procured from China over a millennium ago. It barrow power from the same contract that hid the B&B. Anyone without immense magical abilities would not be able to see him while it is on his person. And if they did see him, he would only appear as a lowly mortal. Next was a fresh cigar. He would never leave home without one. And lastly, a pocket watch that allowed him to summon some of the authorizes he had while within the B&B.

With everything in hand, Albert quickly changed his tie and suit jacket before heading out. He also gave the house some instructions to not accept any visitors and to keep the hearth warm for when he returned. With that, he left his cozy home for the first time in decades. That sense of adventure and excitement once again filled him. He had forgotten what it felt like to be young again.

The next hour or so was spent looking around the city, trying out foods, and seeing how culture has changed in the past few decades. Maybe he could learn a thing or two to accommodate the newer generations. WiFi seems to be a common commodity nowadays, but he didn’t know where to start with implementing it. The B&B was very particular with how it functions, one needed to write contracts and exceptions to allow new things like wifi to work. The barrier kept most of that from entering by default. To write such a contract, he needed to have an in-depth understanding of the subject. He was never much of a scholar and the thought of learning about wifi bored him to no end. Maybe he could get someone else to do it for him.

Making his way through the city, Albert arrived at the hotel just before the meeting time. It was quite daunting to enter such a building. It was massive, much bigger than any man-made building he has seen, other than the Pyramids, but then again, it wasn't a fair comparison as the Pyramids were partially unfinished when he arrived in Egypt. Not wanting to waste any more time, he entered and found his way to the meeting room without anyone noticing.

When he arrived, he was taken back by the scene before him. The first thing that caught his eye was the Angel. Despite being hidden, he could clearly see her translucent wings and a large sword. He assumed she was a fallen angel but not in the same vein as him. He gave up everything, including his wings, when he fell from heaven, she did not and looks as if she was banished instead. The next thing that caught his attention was the human woman and something else. He could not tell what the black haired man was, but he was clearly not human. Quite the group of people that arrived so far.

Albert approached the group before taking his hat off, holding it to his chest, and giving a little bow while saying, “Good morning everyone. I hope I am not too late.”

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Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail

Albert

Name: Albert Sin of Sloth

Age: Older than most

Race: Fallen Angle

Appearance: Albert is a plump older gentleman. He has gray hair, wrinkled skin, and a warm smile. He can look absented mind at times but do know he is always listening. Being as ancient as him, habits are hard to break. He always has the subtle scent of a fresh cigar to him and he is never seen without one on his person. He is also forever stuck in the late 1800s and early 1900s as his fashion sense is strictly a bowler hat and a suit, plus a tie or bow tie because bow ties are cool.


Personality: Albert is a kind gentleman and treats everyone as if they were his grandchild. He always has a story to share as he loves to tell tales of everything he has seen and share all the wisdom he has acquired. He speaks very slowly and deliberately, often taking pauses to think about his next word. He also prefers to wait for people to speak first rather than starting a conversation because people who speak first always need something, and he doesn't need anything from anyone.

Background: Albert was once an angel of justice, punishing all that have committed a crime severe enough to inherit his attention. Though after doing this for a millennium, he has grown tired of the repetition of his job and decided to quit. He hated the amount of work he needed to do to track down his target, determine what kind of punishment they need, and guide their soul to the right level of hell. It was all tedious, and he cared little for it anymore. After being cast from the celestial realm, Albert traveled the world and saw everything it had to offer before moving on to other dimensions and the worlds. He eventually settled in a small village and opened a bed and breakfast. He wanted to hear the stories of others but was growing too lazy to actually travel and find those stories. So what is a man to do and open a Bed and Breakfast?

His bed and breakfast is a special place that exists inside of its own pocket dimension. One cannot find it on Google Maps or make a reservation over the phone. Only people who are lost and are needing a place to stay will find a bed and breakfast. It is free to all who enter, and they are welcome to stay for as long as they want. One day, he heard stories from his guest about a city and its outcast. Having the urge to travel again, he manifested his bed and breakfast somewhere in the city and decided to see what all the fuss was about. This is when he was greeted by the Detective.

Skills and Abilities:
Albert can cook since he owns a bed and breakfast.

Albert only has one magical ability, the power to make a contract capable of bending the laws of nature. Contract written in his blood can have an effect ranging from immorality to bringing back the dead. Though this is not an all-potent ability as a sufficient sacrifice is needed for the contract to take effect. This sacrifice scale depends on what the intended effect should be. He also has a bit of power over the effect of the contract and can temporarily change the terms or outright cancel its effect.

Known contracts:

"To Life and Death"
The individual named Albert shall become immortal and invulnerable to any form of harm in exchange for the inability to hurt another creature. Termination of this contract will result in the death of the individual named Albert.

"Hidden Eyes of the Gods"
The space called Bed and Breakfast shall be protected from gods and humans alike, but shall lose the right to exist in the normal flow of reality.

"Temptation of Lost Soul"
Those who are deemed lost shall be attracted to the space called Bed and Breakfast. This contract will only function if the owner is present within the space called, Bed and Breakfast.

Weakness: Writing a contract requires a lot of time to tinker with the words. It is like a puzzle to piece together for a contract to work the way it is intended. Some contracts even require many sub-contracts to supplement the main effect. Albert is lazy and does not have the patience to do this. The last contract he made was over 1000 years ago.

He cannot harm another living thing.

Equipment: A Partagas Cigar

Quips: Forever stuck in the past meaning he does not know how to operate most modern inventions like phones and computers. He is an old man, don't judge him.

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Hello everyone! I was wondering if y'all are still looking for another player to play sloth?

@Pascal @LadyAnnaLee