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STATUS: The primal urge to obsessively access your uni portal to see if your classes have been released, so you can read the syllabi thirty-seven times before class next week. 2 mos ago
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Current The primal urge to obsessively access your uni portal to see if your classes have been released, so you can read the syllabi thirty-seven times before class next week.
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5 mos ago
weeoo weeoo weeeeoooooooo
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5 mos ago
We're still a colony XD
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5 mos ago
Sad because it was a long weekend for the other colonies. Like Canada and Australia
6 mos ago
Did the void answer back?
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Bio

Learning who you are and your place in the world doesn't come to one fully until one is about forty.

-- Chronos; The Magician's Secret by C.J Archer


Current Theme Song: Unsweetened Lemonade --- Amélia Farren



Name: KazAlkemi
Age: Thirty
Birthday: Ask me
Ethnicity: Canadian
Location: Mountain Standard Time
Occupation: Reception / Student
Languages: Fluent English, Amateur Scottish Gaelic
Preferred RP Section: Casual/Advanced
RP Level:Advanced
Dedication Level: High
Biggest RP Pet Peeve: Unchecked Ignorance; Disrespect
My Pets: MEOW!
Fandoms: Grishaverse; Supernatural; Harry Potter; Heartstopper; Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss; Mercy Thompson; Spy Family;

Current song on OBSESSIVE repeat: El Dorado -- Stellar

Books I Am Currently Reading:
  • Fiery Cross -- Diana Gabaldon*
  • Malice -- John Gwynne


Shows I Am Currently Watching:

  • Supernatural Season 12
  • Trollhunters
  • Downton Abbey


Current Favourite Movies:
  • Fall Guy


Role Plays I Am In:


Completed:
  • Darke Magyk: CONCLUDED by Morose -- Playing Cuyler Eysteinsson (Alive and well; will he see Ayra again?);
    Amarantha (death by Fyre);
    Ahote Proudstar (Alive and no longing melting inside)
  • The Gifted by Morose -- Playing Luna Braddock (whereabouts unknown) & Cayden Proudstar (deceased by gunshot to the neck)
  • Once Upon A Time by Nallore -- Playing Cassiopeia Hood (Living back in the mortal world with her cats and girlfriend, working at her old job, and visiting her father, Robin Hood and twin sister when she can) & Willow Jones (Living in the fairytale world with her mother, Aurora and father, learning all the ins and outs of ruling, and visiting her girlfriend on the weekends)
  • Inferno - by Morose -- Playing Annika Falling Star (ancestor of Ahote Proudstar) -- Now a baby, Annika has been adopted by Jack and is living in the Everdark
  • Neon Noir by MrSkiMobile -- Playing Zain Anders


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In The Gifted - Concluded → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




In The Gifted - Concluded → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

I'm not completely happy with the character quote so that might change.
In Darke Magyk - Concluded → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Cuyler Eysteinsson



Location: Asgard
Skills:


It had only been a week since Cuyler joined his mother and extended family on Asgard but what a week it had been. From combat training to enhancing his knowledge about the faith he grew up with and his new abilities, Cuyler’s mind was like a sponge for information. He was drained and exhausted by the end of every day but he was up before their version of dawn, ready to train more with his mother or whoever else she brought with them that day.
Today was no different but it was cut short, much to Cuyler’s disappointment but there was to be a wedding today! A redo of his old friend Myth’s and his new friend Bruce. Gods. That was another thing Cuyler couldn’t seem to get over. He was walking with legends. Gods he had learned about through stories and charting them in the stars. He thought he would have to end up in Valhalla in order to see any of them one day but here they all were!
With all this Magyk and knowledge Cuyler was learning, he did wish he had someone to share it with. Of course there was Arnora. The two of them had become fast friends in this past week, both learning things at an accelerated curve and Cuyler appreciated the challenge Arnora provided. Since she already knew of her powers and had a much better understanding of them then Cuyler did of his own. Still, there were nights were Cuyler couldn’t get to sleep because he felt an emptiness and a longing. He would often replay the last words he spoke to Arya and wish to return to her but him being here was for the best. They were of two different worlds now and Cuyler thought he belonged here on Asgard.

Amarantha



Location:The Palace Barracks
Skills:


The last week had been, well it had been more of a month within a week. A botched wedding, the wicked Witch of the West was back, Amarantha’s brief bomb’s specialist was now gone, Valda was still ruling how she wanted, Luna was still hearing voices and Myrus was suddenly on top of things. Oh! And the ExtraOrdinary Wizard was dead; however, the former one did come back to fill in temporarily. Not to mention all these new people Amarantha had to train in a hurry. It would be so much easier to fight fire with fire but the commander’s resources were limited.
It was supper time across the Castle though and Amarantha was taking a selfish moment away from her important duties to play devoted Auntie. She bounced baby Dawn around, swinging her up and down and made all manner of cooing noises in order to get the little angel to giggle, even if it was just once. It was amazing how such a small, innocent young thing could take so much turmoil away. Amarantha sat on the floor, placing Dawn down as well and watched her attempt to crawl and pick things up.
In the distance you could hear the distant clang of metal as training continued on. Supper was not enjoyed by everyone at once by the Palace Guard. No, they were on constant rotation. Amarantha tried to give everyone ample time for rest and relaxation since there was no immediate threat but there was a permanent anvil swinging over all of their heads. It had no specific name, it changed with the tide in this place but it was always there. Amarantha was the only one who was running herself ragged trying to plan options A through Z in order to keep her people safe.
”I wouldn’t mind a miracle right about now. You wouldn’t happen to have any untapped, omnipotent power would you?” Her question was directed at the five month old baby crawling around but she wouldn’t mind if a ghost Appeared to her or some other person with unlimited knowledge.

Ahote Proudstar



Location: The Palace -- Dining Hall
Skills:


Ahote sat at the table with the rest of the royals, rather enjoying the shared meal time they all had. In a weird way, Ahote thought they had all become some little messed up family. He smiled at Myrus before he picked up his glass of ale, drinking half of the contents before he set the mug back down and resumed his eating. He listened to the idle chatter of the family and the scratching of quill on paper as Princess Luna wrote. He oftened wondered what she wrote about so feverently but he didn’t ask questions. His main concern was the Prince and he remained focused on him.
Myrus spoke up and drew Ahote’s attention. Conversation most often shifted to the topic of Fleur these days. Myrus had been nearly obsessing over her but with the amount of fear this one person, witch as they called her, brought to the whole family, Ahote guessed it was warranted. The Prince’s tutor remained silent as the Princess asked what the Prince’s ideas were; however, Ahote was looking to the Queen, waiting for her reply.
In Darke Magyk - Concluded → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Amarantha & Ahote Proudstar


Only a day after the wedding, Amarantha released that she would be hosting three days of epic games for anyone who was interested in joining the Palace guard or Castle guard. She didn’t think there would be quite the turn out. Still, there was more in the crowd, placing bets on their favourites. It seemed to put everyone in the Castle in high spirits and it was needed after the announcement of the ExtraOrdinary Wizard being dead. The funeral was a couple days ago and the Castle was still somber but not today. Today the clang of metal could be heard throughout the Castle, even amongst the roaring crowd. Blood spattered the stones, the crowd and the contestants. Amarantha walked through a transformed Trader’s Market. No more was the regular set up of stalls. Instead there were several areas dedicated to those who wished to show off specific skills anywhere from archery to simple knot tying, to more exciting things of determining which items were poisons. The Physiks were being kept busy. In the middle of it all, where Amarantha was headed, was a giant fighting ring. Anyone could sign up and fight either one on one or against multiple combatants. The fight was to go until first blood, but some things would get out of hand and a person would often be rushed out of the ring in hopes of stopping the blood flow.
Amarantha rose an eyebrow when there was a collective “oof” from the crowd as something happened within the fighting ring. On the first day, Amarantha opened the games with a ten on one fight. She was still nursing a few bruises and a major cut to her arm but her opponents were far worse. She could hardly resist the urge to show off and start this competition off right. However, it seemed that someone was out to make even her victory against ten of her best seem little. Titan had come tearing into the board room earlier in the day, speaking of some man taking out person after person with not much more use than his hands, although he did have an axe that he would use from time to time. It seemed this Ahote Proudstar was quite the crowd pleaser. Amarantha made her way to the front of the fighting ring in time to watch a man be launched across the ring into the surrounding crowd. On the other side of the ring stood a man, pumping his arms to get the crowd cheering louder. War paint covered his eyes in a rather dramatic way. Yes, it did seem there was another performer within the Castle.

Ahote Proudstar grinned at the surrounding crowd as yet another contestant stepped forward. The True North native shifted his feet on the dirt that had been laid out over the cobblestones to create a somewhat soft surface for fighting and waited for the woman to charge him. Yes, Ahote was fighting men and woman with zero prejuidence. If they wanted to be part of the guard, they would face far worse than him.
Ahote could have left the country days ago but opted not to. He had a feeling in the pit of his stomach that he should remain. He never found Arnora and Grimspound had virtually disappeared and although that bothered him, it was only for a short time. There was something else that was holding him to this place and he was looking for it when he came across a crowd gathered around a piece of paper on an announcement board showcasing a tournament that would be held. Anyone could participate and people would be picked to join the Guard. Restless, Ahote decided to try his hand and see if he came across anyone else gifted like Arnora and Grimspound had been. So far, Ahote had fought against those with Magyk and those with nothing more than their own fists. The longer Ahote fought, the bigger the crowd had gotten.
The woman charged Ahote and he responded in kind. He rarely used his own gift, only used it against those who had an ability as well. An ability that was revealed to him when they either showed off, or he saw their aura change. This woman was just that so Ahote kept his enhanced strength reigned in and fought normally. He made it a show, they both did and within five minutes Ahote drew first blood. Another woman stepped into the ring but a strange hush seemed to fall over the crowd before there was a resounding roar of cheering again. This woman seemed to be a crowd favourite as well.

Amarantha stepped into the ring, pulling out her daggers and nodded to Ahote with a predatory smile. She wanted to see what he could truly do though and she pulled in a couple more woman from her elite fighting squad. The women fanned out with Amarantha in the center and she took a few steps forward towards the man before she shifted and threw dagger after dagger at him. He moved quickly, side stepping each one of her daggers but her last, which he caught and threw back at her. As soon as the dagger left his hands, the other two woman moved in on Ahote, splitting his attention. After barely dodging the tossed back dagger, Amarantha circled the three people fighting, watching his style and searching for openings or weaknesses. It seemed this man had very little and was far more advanced than the average man. Already the gears were turning with who he was or rather, what he was. Eventually Amarantha made her move and Ahote was now fighting against three people and he seemed to be at ease with it. These women were far better than any he had fought today and they were giving him quite the challenge but he remained smiling the whole time. In the end, Amarantha was left to fight Ahote solo and they both absorbed blow after blow. Amarantha could feel the man holding back though and it impressed her immensely because she was fighting with everything she had. Still, she didn’t back down and a draw was eventually called. Breathing heavily, the commander beckoned for the mysterious warrior to follow her. The crowd booed but they were plicated easily when two new people finally got their chance to fight.
The pair walked through the crowd, Amarantha drilling Ahote with questions that he answered honestly enough until they reached the Palace barracks. Amarantha brought him over to several dummies set up and told him to show his skill. He started punching and kicking but only five seconds in, Amarantha stopped him.
”You’re true skill,” she ordered. Eyeing her, Ahote nodded and refocused. With each punch the dummies split in half, the last one shattering completely. Grinning, Amarantha beckoned him to follow once more and led Ahote inside the Palace. They reached a door where Amarantha simply looked at the guard standing there. He knocked before opening the door and Amarantha stepped inside.
”Prince Myrus, I believe I have found you someone who may be able to help with your situation. Meet Ahote Proudstar, also known as Thunderbird. You two play nice now.” Amarantha patted Ahote’s shoulder as she passed him. ”His hands glow red and he causes explosions. You’ll be doing a lot more ducking so you’ll get an excellent squat workout.”
Ahote looked at the woman stunned for a moment before he looked into the room at the silent boy.

Ahote Proudstar and Myrus Silvers


Ahote approached Prince Myrus out at the Palace Boat Launch. Most often Ahote found the Prince out here. For the most part, he left the Prince to his own devices. He was still new here, having been plucked out of the fighting ring by Amarantha, who turned out to be the commander of the Palace Guard and now his commander. She left him to his own devices as well, simply pleased that she had found someone to communicate with the gifted Prince on his own level. Ahote cleared his throat and purposely stepped on a branch in order not to startle the Prince as he approached. He stood beside the Prince and looked out at the water as well.

"I can practically hear your thoughts," he teased the Prince. Ahote's accent was still thick but he was having an easier time understanding the language here.

Myrus glanced up at his tutor, smiling slightly. It was almost the same sort of smile his sister, Luna, would get when presented with a beautiful new dress - or his sister, Valda, when she spotted some sort of furry creature in the woods. The depression that had clouded him for months seemed to have finally lifted - or at least, become more manageable, allowing him to function again without crippling fear and sadness. "What am I thinking then?" Myrus challenged Ahote.

Ahote grinned at the Prince and furrowed his brow, going into deep thought as he tapped his chin. Of course Ahote had no ability to read minds but he did have the ability to sense auras. Every person carried a sort of cloud with them. It could be in the literal or the figurative sense but Ahote tended to see a person's skin glow a different colour and that colour would generally tell him an emotion the person was experiencing. The emotion wasn't words specifically but once you knew how someone was feeling, it was easier to tell what they could be thinking. Myrus's aura was an arrange of different things but all continued to move in the same direction, even with the faint red tinge that seemed to constantly cloud the boy. That would be due to the specific nature of his power.

"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" He joked with his companion, although his tone was oddly serious. The elders used to pose that question when he, or the other children of his age were not thinking outside the box, when they were so consumed with one task, they forgot to think of the others. Most often it was followed with a stick hitting the top of their head. Thankfully Ahote was blessed with enhanced durability or he would have developed quite a few of those goose eggs.

Ahote didn't think Myrus had this problem though, quite the opposite. His aura was telling Ahote that he had quite the restless spirit, a yearning to be elsewhere then where he was. He was constantly looking outside the box, seemingly to ignore what was stirring inside of him. His love of family keeps him grounded but the Prince still dreams of elsewhere. Often Ahote would tell him stories of other lands in hopes to get the Prince to focus on himself for a change.

There were some things that seemed to cross cultural boundaries. Myrus had heard that question be posed before, typically by one of his nurses when he was a little boy. She had been a funny woman and he didn't remember what happened to her - except that she had been rather old. Maybe she had retired or something? He didn't know. "That wasn't what I was thinking," Myrus told Ahote, a little smirk on his face. "But... my nanny used to always say it was because she tied them together in the same question - and that's how they're alike." He never really enjoyed that answer as a little kid. "I always insisted that it was because they were like my sister, Valda... The writing desk was her as a Princess and the raven was her in the woods..."

"And why did you associate those two things with your sister?" Ahote asked curiously. It wasn't that Myrus was wrong. Ahote believed that everyone could interpret that question the way they pleased. It intrigued him that Myrus knew of the saying as well but that's what made travel so fascinating.

Myrus shrugged a bit, looking back at the water. "...My sister was kidnapped before I was born... So I never really saw her... just the empty places where she could have been," he mumbled. He remembered the empty bedroom that had been Valda's - there had indeed been an ornate writing desk in there. He remembered looking out his bedroom window, seeing ravens perching on the trees of the Forest, knowing that his sister was somewhere inside that vastness.

Ahote watched the Prince, watched his face and his stance shift as he spoke. He followed his gaze back out to the water. It really was rather soothing. "How did you feel about seeing those empty spaces? Knowing you had another sister but she was unable to occupy those spaces?"

He shifted, the energy crackling around his hands. He knew that Ahote was essentially trying to do some sort of counseling, but Myrus knew that he needed help. He had been hurting himself and he almost ran away. That had been his plan - to leave the Castle and his family forever while they were at Myth and Bruce's wedding. "...Scared," Myrus admitted, after a bit of reflection. "At least, at first... I didn't know if my sister was alive or not... I was worried for her... but... When I got a bit older, I'd go and hide in Valda's room when I was upset... I'd pretend that she was hiding underneath the bed and I would talk to her, tell her about my day, about the things that I had learned with my tutors..."

Ahote smiled softly while Myrus opened up to him. He watched Myrus's hands and how the power shifted there. At the very least he could bring it forward now instead of it coming on randomly. "Scared was one of the emotions you were feeling when your power first came forth wasn't it? And Valda, along with Luna, was one of the only ones to center you. She, or perhaps your family in general has been your center for your entire life. Please correct me if I am wrong or if I am missing something." Ahote was trying to get to the center of what drove Myrus's power. If you could figure out the trigger and the calming effect, it made learning control a lot easier.

He nodded quickly, his thoughts racing back to Valda's Coronation. Fleur and her crew had kidnapped his sister, Luna. They conjured up a dragon that may or may not have been real, followed by the arrival of a real dragon. Just thinking about it made his blood pump a little quicker and the energy around his hands intensified. "Th-they kidnapped Luna that day..." he whispered, some tears coming to his eyes. "I-I think they're going to do it again, soon... Sh-she's coming for my sisters...." he admitted, hugging his knees to his chest.

Ahote shifted and knelt down beside Myrus, watching him and his hands. Ahote had no issues being close to Myrus and the sooner the Prince stopped fearing his power, the better off he would be. "What makes you think this will happen? Because it has happened before?" Ahote knew a little of the royals and what happened with the Cradlesnatching. Such a bizarre concept but a very real thing in this land.

"Yes and no..." Myrus said softly, taking a deep breath and trying to look out at the water. The energy was still swarming around his hands and it wasn't going away. The more he talked about this, the more intense the color became, to the point that the energy seemed to almost become a solid in its own right. "She came to the wedding - Fleur - and she took someone's powers... I-I don't know how, but she's definitely coming for my sisters. She wants Valda dead and Luna to be a witch like her... I-I wish my family wasn't royal. I'd still have my parents and no one would have been kidnapped," Myrus sobbed. "I hate it!"

Ahote listened, remaining ever steadfast despite Myrus's growing emotion and power around his hands. He frowned. There at been lots of talk about this Fleur person as of late. It didn't look good for the people of the Castle to have this woman around. No wonder Myrus was in a fit over it. "You can't change the past or the cards you have been dealt Myrus but you can live in the present and make your future what you want it. Instead of wishing you were in a different situation than what you were given, with been royal. What is it you can do to ensure the safety of your family and your people. People who aren't royal are given even worse situations sometimes," he reminded the Prince.

"I can't ensure the safety of my family," Myrus said softly. There was a snap as some of the energy quite literally sparked off of his hands. "I can't protect my sisters from Fleur... I-I asked Valda if we could run, but she won't leave the Castle. And I'm scared that I'll have to bury my sister less than a year after I buried my mother." He took a shaky breath, feeling compelled to stand and he did so, his head feeling like it was spinning from emotion. "My family's cursed..."

"Maybe not, but you can help them Myrus. You have such little faith in yourself but I see such strength and compassion within you. For instance, your stuttering has slowed. If you wish to leave this place, I will go with you but if you want to remain then I think it is high time you change your thinking. No more doubting but believing. Everyday is a new beginning, remember?" He gave Myrus a little smile as Ahote stood back up. "Your control is growing as well. Not even a few short days ago would you have been able to hang on this long."

He nodded slightly, knowing that Ahote was right - each day was a new start, a new beginning and a chance to change one's destiny. Myrus didn't know what he wanted for himself - but he knew that he wanted happiness and safety for his sisters. Luna and Valda were the only family he really had left. Sure, they had some cousins and aunts and uncles but they all lived far away and hadn't paid much notice to the three teenagers ruling the Small Wet Country Across the Sea. "...I just don't want anyone to hurt Luna or Valda again," he said softly, the energy leaving his hands as he slowly calmed himself down.

Ahote placed a hand on the Prince's shoulder as the red colour of his unique energy faded from around his hands. "That is beyond our control but lets work on what we can control. Your power and ensuring that your sisters will not be left alone to fight for themselves."

"Okay..." Myrus said softly. "Thank you."
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Ezekiel Kel


Location:Granite Falls, North Carolina, Outside of Crystal River School For Troubled Youth, Parking Lot



All the bickering and name calling, mostly in Ezekiel’s direction much to his annoyance, did nothing to deter the son of Apollo. If anything, it was only pushing him to do better. It didn’t help that he was the only guy in a group of very strong, overly opinionated woman. He should have rethought his team. Gods damned feminism. Still, even with coming in last Ezekiel was in high spirits and still full of the over compensating nature he tried to hard to uphold.
”Well they do say to save the best for last. And have you ever tried escargot? Damn delicious,” he said, smacking his lips. He hopped off his chariot and peered at the school in the distance. ”Leda, care to run ahead? Do a little recon?” He didn’t mind if they kept up the name calling but Ezekiel wasn’t much of a multi-tasker. Once he was in the zone, he was there.
”Let’s try and get this done within the hour ya? I’ll buy everyone ice cream,” he said, hoping a little incentive would make them go a little faster but despite the high estrogen, Ezekiel had faith in his team. Apollo help him if any of them found that bit out.
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
As they stood outside of Warehouse 23 along the New York City waterfront, Guin was a bit nervous. She never had really tried to blow up a machine that could end civilization as they knew it before - and although she did have experience blowing up a power plant, that had been an accident. She still blamed Pietro for distracting her - he had fallen on top of her and flirted with her. It was totally his fault that the Hanson Power Plant had to be rebuilt. She had a bag filled with various charges she could set up, designed to destroy the machine but hopefully not knock down the building with it. "... Guess we should just head on in, then."

Things all seemed to move rather quickly the next morning. Antoinette got to say a quick goodbye before she climbed into the plane and flew with everyone to this warehouse location. There were many seagulls in the area, all vying for attention it seemed. Antoinette watched them fly over head, swooping and diving this way and that when she heard Guin speak up. Bringing her attention back to the present task Antoinette looked at the big building and nodded. "Seems we should." They had quite the group on their team. Antoinette had no doubt that they wouldn't be able to get the job done.

"Odds are that they will dedicate the largest area of space for Cerebro, as I'm sure you both know, it isn't exactly that small of a structure. So that will be where we'd want to focus our efforts, and it likely will do the most damage. You can cast illusions right?" Cyclops said, turning to look at Annie, "See if you can hide us from view with them so that we hopefully don't run into any trouble."

"Piet, do you think you can do a quick scan of the building?" Guin asked Quicksilver. She could have hacked in to look at camera feeds, but she didn't know if they even had any inside of there and besides, using her boyfriend's super speed would be faster. It would also keep Pietro from jumping around like an impatient teenager - he did that sometimes if he had to stay still too long.

Antoinette blinked at Cyclops but nodded. "I can only affect small numbers so I'll have to target our opponents specifically," Antoinette explained. "You might not be able to see what I am doing but hopefully it will work." She moved forward so that she could go into the building first; however, she did wait for Pietro to give them information on how many people were inside and their location hopefully. Once she had that information, then Antoinette would know where to look.

Pietro went racing off, zipping around every which way that he could think of in order to get a decent perspective on how many people were in the area. "So... There is good news and bad news... The bad news is that there are quite a few people, I'd estimate around 30 or so, working on the Cerebro wannabe right now. The good news however is that the main console and power area has not too many people around it, less than 10 or so I'd say..."

Guin grimaced. With that many people working on Cerebro, they'd have a difficult time getting in there to set up the charges. It also meant that the progress on the machine was likely further along than she would have liked. "Annie, would you be able to handle the people around the console area? Pietro can get us there... Or we could purposefully cause some sort of commotion out here, draw the workers out, and then me and you go inside to handle the explosives?" she suggested to her friend. She wished they had more time for plans but she knew that people in her own family did their best thinking at the last possible second. Hopefully Guin would fall into that pattern at the moment.

Antoinette mulled the problem over in her head. Her power was equipped to handle the small amount of people, if the people themselves were of simple capacity but if Memsmero was controlling them at all, that could pose potential problems for her illusion casting to work properly. Still, with forty or so people, not all of them would go running to one distraction. Not when they were working on something so big as Cerebro. At least, that was Antoinette's thinking. "How about two distractions for the price of one? I can handle the ten or so people in the main area, while some commotion is caused out here, distracting the workers around Cerebro. Even if half of them retreat outside, those numbers are easier to get past and set your charges. I'm thinking rats. Who knows, maybe with everyone running around complaining of rats, we won't need another distraction." Her right eye started to glow a little as she tunneled into the idea of an illusion.

"Would make sense, if need be we can see about causing some sort of distraction rather easily out here. Or perhaps cause a distraction within the building itself. We know that they likely are aware that we are coming, so that isn't too much of a problem."

"I can get us in and out of there no problem," Pietro commented, looking at everyone else. So far they were lucking out and no one had heard them talking or anything like that, so it would seem that they had a little bit of time.

"Alright," Guin said, taking charge even though Cyclops was technically leading this mission. "Annie, Piet, and I will go by the console area. Annie'll cast the illusion on those by the console so that way they don't see us. Cyclops, Beast, and all can then cause the distraction to get the majority of the worker bees to go engage with them. If they think you guys are going in there to destroy Cerebro, then they'll probably be instructed to stop you, clearing the way for us to actually destroy the machine."

"Brilliant!" Antoinette agreed with a smile. She stepped closer to Guin so it would be easier for Pietro to gather them up. "Shall we then?" Even though this was Antoinette's first mission she was more than ready for this.

Cyclops nodded in agreement with Guin, before Pietro walked over to the two of them. It wasn't going to be too difficult for them to get in, at least for the most part. He proceeded to fire off a laser at a nearby pole, causing a loud bang as the pole then proceeded to fall over with a loud boom. It definitely was loud enough to get anyone inside's attention. Pietro picked up Guin and Annie and raced them inside. Somehow, the entire area ended up clearing out. There wasn't a worker or anything left in sight by the consoles or anywhere near the main area.

"Pinch me, I have to be dreaming, we are never this lucky," Guin said softly. She still had her bag of explosives slung over her shoulder and she went up to the console, quickly getting into it and doing a search to see if there were any online back ups of the Cerebro plans. "Okay, now this makes more sense - they're not entirely dumb, they backed up the plans," she explained. "However, they were dumb enough to think that this could keep me out," she added, typing rapidly as her fingers flew across the keyboard. She wiped the plans and then made a virus to boot that would delete the plans if they were stored anywhere else online. The only place safe would be the computer systems at Xavier's.

Antoinette took a moment to stabilize herself after Pietro set them down. She was not quite accoustomed to the fast speeds that he and Guin were. Once she felt a little less dizzy she walked up to Guin and watched her fingers fly across the keyboard. Numbers and words popped up onto the screen in rapid succession but with Guin's words, all seemed to be going well. Antoinette turned around, leaving her computer genius of a friend to her task and looked about the vast warehouse. Her left eye started to glow brighter as she tried to pick up on anything that might suggest all was not well but things seemed to be just fine. Swinging her arms by her sides lightly, Antoinette smiled.

"I was rather looking forward to creating rats. They like to chew through wires. I thought it would cause quite the alarm," she explained.

"You might still get to use your powers yet," he said softly. Currently he was playing lookout while they were messing around with things, and he heard footsteps nearby. They weren't too close to where they were, but they sounded like they were getting closer at least in his mind.

"Guess you do get to make Master Splinter appear after all, then," Guin told Annie, figuring that Pietro would have only said that if someone was coming. She took the charges out of her bag and began to discretely set them all up at various points around the structure. There was a slight danger that one of them could go off early and blow up in the face, but fortunately that didn't happen. All of the charges were synced to a little remote of sorts that she had with her, meaning that they would be able to control exactly when the explosion occurred and make sure the civilians were clear of the area. "Okay, charges are set. We just need to clear out and then we can take down this hunk of metal."

Antoinette turned and looked back at Guin and quirked an eyebrow at her. "Master Splinter?" She looked back in the direction Pietro was looking and shook her hands out, she was starting to get a bit nervous now. Guin however said that the charges were set so they could leave if needed, still, there was someone coming and if they were going to avoid casualties, everyone had to be out. "I need to see them before I can do anything."

"Yeah, well fairly certain you're going to get your wish on that one" Pietro muttered, as a group of about 7 people came walking around the corner and into view towards them.

"You got this, Annie," Guin told her softly, keeping her voice low as to not attract the group's attention.

Antoinette scanned each person who came into view and blew out a breath, thankful for Guin's encouragement. She shook her hands out, taking a second to think of her dad before she switched to thinking of medium to large size, plump rats with long tails and little sharp noses and teeth. Her lavender eye glowed as she focused on the seven people, bringing forth the projection of hundreds of rats scurrying across the floor towards the intruders. They would see them exactly and hear them as they scuttled across and made their sounds of fight.

Annie was lucky, as the group seemed to be made up of the wimpiest people around. The instant that they saw the rats, all 7 of them turned around and ran away, screaming from the rats.

"... Wow, that is pathetic, not gonna lie," Guin snickered, looking at the people who fled the area quickly. "You'd think Mesmero would hypnotize better help."

Antoinette smiled a little, the illusion fading as the last of the people disappeared. "Well rats do carry all sorts of diseases. Still, we best be off now."

"So... This our cue to exit or what? Thought I'd ask this for ahead of time or whatever..." Pietro asked the two of them.

Guin nodded. "Yeah, we're good here. I can remotely activate these charges. Right now, I have them set up to go off five seconds after I hit the detonator - which should be plenty of time for Pietro to get us to the minimum safe distance. The building's structural integrity should hold up as well, and we can shift to helping the others taking out the worker bees Cyclops got to go outside," she explained. She never wanted to be a leader, always feeling that she was more of a rebel, but it seemed she had gone full on Han Solo and ended up in a role she never imagined for herself. "When you're ready, I'll hit the button," she told Pietro.

Antoinette smiled gratefully at Pietro for the question that for her, was a warning so she could prepare a bit better for the sudden speed change that would follow. She listened to Guin, smiling and nodding along. Leadership, at least in this situation seemed to suite Guin well. "Well let's get a safe distance away to watch the show and then be able to help where needed."

Pietro nodded before he picked up both Guin and Annie and raced them back outside. The group outside was about half down now, since they did have to be a bit careful about injuring them in any severe way. "We should probably see about helping them knock the rest of them out."

The Stark Industries heiress had hit the button not more than a millisecond before Pietro whisked them off outside. It was one of the most boring explosions in the history of the universe in her opinion. It destroyed the Cerebro machine, yes, but it wasn't spectacular or anything like the Hanson Power Plant - which Guin had to remind herself was probably a good thing. The Hanson Power Plant explosion would have killed the entire team if Pietro hadn't had his sudden change of heart back then. "Could make it into a game - whoever knocks out the most civilians safely wins," Guin said cheekily, trying to keep the mood light rather than fearful. It was partially for Annie's sake, but also for her own.

Antoinette watched in awe of the mild explosion. Sure it was lame to Guin but it was wonderful to Antoinette. She hadn't seen such a thing before and it was nice to not be in the middle of it. It was even less intense then it had been when Antoinette first found the team. She grounded her feet once Pietro let them go and she felt more stable then she had the first time. Breathing out a sigh of relief she looked to the rest of the party and nodded, her eyes glowing a bit. "Oh, what do we win?" Antoinette was rather intrigued and excited with the prospect of a little competition. Although she wasn't much of a competitor, she couldn't turn down the offer.

"Eh, fairly certain we could come up with some sort of a prize," Pietro said with a smile at Annie, before he went charging into the fray of people.

"I think for now, bragging rights," Guin said. She put up her hood, wearing her all red combat attire and she dove into the fray as well. Her bow was out but rather than using it in order to shoot people, she used it as a weapon in hand to hand combat. Bobbing and weaving, she took advantage of her small stature and agility in order to knock out individual after individual, moving with an epic grace that would have made Black Widow proud. She flipped one of the civilians onto their back, knocking them out cold and she stood up, turning and firing off a taser arrow at another, similar taking them down for the count. "That's nine!" she called out, announcing her score.

Antoinette scanned the crowd, seeing where she could jump in. Turns out, she didn't have to look hard as someone came after her. Luckily Anotinette was able to get this one knocked down but when she tried to create another illusion, using a high pitched sound to disorient several people, it didn't go so well. She sighed but did not become deterred. "There should be a prize for littlest take down. Or perhaps number of rats created." Antoinette mused as she moved around, keeping her fighting stance ready to take on any others that she could.

"It doesn't matter how many you take down Annie," Pietro called to her, several of the civilians were trying to attack him, but they kept missing by a mile, made it easier for him to keep up his own count. He basically went bowling it would seem, except with more people acting as the pins and he was the bowling ball. "I got 14 down Guina," he said with a slight smirk.

"Piet is right - all that matters is you try your best," Guin told Annie. It was funny, how calm she felt now in a real fight compared to the terror she had felt the day before in the Danger Room. Something about having someone there with practically no combat experience was helping Guin to put things into perspective a bit. She had to stay calm for Annie, she kept on telling herself. She then saw four people coming at her, all from different directions and she waited until the last second, before jumping out of the way and they comically all collided, crashing to the ground. She sent taser arrow after taser arrow flying, hitting her targets as if she had been born to use a bow and arrow.

Spying some coming towards her, Guin went at them at a run and kicked off the ground and slammed her feet again them, doing a flip and landing on another foe. She NEVER had this good a day when it came to combat. It helped that these were just civilians, but still, she was feeling the adrenaline rush of success. "I'm at twenty!" she called out to her boyfriend.

Antoinette nibbled on the bottom of her lip, watching as her comrades took down person after person like they were standing still. She was starting to get that familiar itch to run. She was of no use here but she also didn't feel in any immediate danger, which was a strange concept considering all the fighting that was going on. Antoinette tied her hair back and shook out the desire to leave. With the amount of people that Guin and Pietro took down, there weren't that many left and Antoinette tried to think of it as a training session.

She focused on one trying to sneak up on Guin. Antoinette was positive Guin knew the assailant was there but still, Antoinette used the element of surprise to get the jump on this person. She ducked from getting hit and drove her hand into the civilian's stomach, knocking the wind out of them before she actually did knock them to the ground. Well, two plus seven equaled nine.

Pietro managed to knock down 6 more, before the fighting essentially ceased. Cyclops walked over to them, "Guessing mission accomplished then? Cerebro's been destroyed? Or at least their makeshift one anyway."

Guin took a moment to catch her breath, putting down her hood and she looked at Annie, glad to see that she was fine. Combat wasn't always something people looked forward to - especially if they didn't really have any experience in it beyond being abducted by O.M.E.N. agents. She then returned her attention to Cyclops and nodded. "Yeah, we're all good. Plans were erased and their fake Cerebro has been blown up."

Antoinette shifted, relaxing. She still had some adrenaline pumping through her system though she she bounced on the balls of her feet beside Guin, looking around them every once awhile as her eyes shifted. "It was quite the brilliant explosion," Antoinette complimented.

"Now we wait to hear back on how everyone else has done with their parts of the mission," he said simply in response, nodding his head at the girls.
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Amarantha



Location: Outside the Palace
Skills:


Amarantha rolled her eyes in annoyance. Honestly, she'd probably just cut out the woman's tongue. Her accent was a bit degrading and Amarantha felt like she was loosing brain cells. Still, this woman was interesting none the less and the amount of Lapis Lazuli she had in that pouch and the fact that there was a trail of it was even more so. She eyed the woman, getting no real feel of evil off her but her curiosity was growing.
"Well I shall follow you then. As I said, the Castle isn't safe at the moment. Continue on stranger, you should tell me about yourself as I follow you on your treasure hunt."
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Cuyler Eysteinsson



Location: Entrance Hall -- Wizard Tower
Skills:


He watched his mother carefully, still unsure if she was telling truth or not but Cuyler had no reason not to trust her. The Floor finally seemed to come alive, flashing at them to go away for it was depressed. Cuyler frowned at the colourful floor. It sure seemed to have an odd way to show its depression. He looked back at Klara, still wary but he wouldn’t press her. He would just keep an eye on her.
From the other room a baby’s cry could be heard and then there was a flash as Runa opened the portal. Cuyler looked back, trying to see what had happened. It seemed the baby had been born though and that was a very good thing indeed. Cuyler couldn’t help but become a bit excited and antsy at seeing a portal though. A portal that more than likely led to Asgard.
”Shall we be off then mother? Perhaps you will feel better once we have left,” Cuyler suggested. Thia nuzzled his hand and he held onto her. ”Can Thia come as well?” He wasn’t sure how going to Asgard worked for animals. Thia had been by his side since that dreadful day five years ago. He really didn’t want to go without her.

Amarantha



Location: Outside the Palace
Skills: Perception


Amarantha smirked, catching the blue of the Lapis Lazi stone that she put into her pouch. It seemed she was forming quite the collection. Interesting.
”I be Amarantha, Commander of the Palace guard. And you my dear, should leave this place. The royals will be having no visitors at this time.” Amarantha glanced over at the guards who allowed entrance to Mona. She would have to tighten security. Especially with the Witches back in commission.
Amarantha looked back at Mona, trying to gauge this woman and who she might be. She scanned her, picking out little things here and there that the average person, or guard, might not notice. She eyed her hands, the stones and her crazy hair. She wasn’t from around here and she wasn’t the typical but Amarantha had spent plenty of time around Witches both Darke and Lyte. She stepped closer to Mona, her hands tingling and twitching.
”It’s dangerous being a lone Witch in these parts, within these times. You better tell me exactly what you are doing here and what you are tracking before I slice your pretty hands off.”

Ahote Proudstar



Location: Inside Wizard Tower ---> Outside Wizard Tower
Skills:


Ahote’s question remained unanswered but of course it would. There was a baby being born! He shifted, hearing the woman screams of labour pain making him rather uncomfortable. He backed out of the room and headed for the stairs but it seemed the stairs were in slide form and wouldn’t shift back to normal stairs. Sighing, Ahote looked around the near empty Wizard Tower and walked back outside into the fresh air.
As he stepped out, Ahote saw a great dragon pick up several people before flying off. Jumping back and standing in a fighting stance, Ahote watched in awe of the dragon as it flew away. Looking around, Ahote shook out his stance and walked down the street. Of course he knew he wouldn’t have been able to take on a dragon but Ahote’s fight or flight mechanism tended to stay stuck on fight.
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Ezekiel Kel


Location: Thalia’s Tree ---> Cabin Number 7



With still a limited amount of information, Ezekiel walked back to his cabin. He ran his hands through sweaty hair as he walked. Today had started out much differently and he hadn't been expecting a quest so early on into the summer but, when a God came a knocking... He sighed, thinking on what his father had said and what they were about to embark on. Some more advice would have been nice or a better description of what they were going to be walking into. He liked his life but what was it with gods and oracals being all mysterious and one word cryptic answers? Songs were so much simpler. There was a story, a progression of chords that made up the verses and transcended into chords. Heck, even poetry was easier to read then this junk.
Ezekiel stomped into his cabin, feeling a bit on edge now as he walked about packing up a big. He really needed to assemble something that would be easy to go for situations like this. Their cabin leader was always bugging them about that... Maybe Ezekiel would listen after this go round. He shoved in his iPod and headphones, along with a couple shirts, a change of pants and other essentials before he shouldered his bag and went to round up his bow and a quiver of arrows. What else would one need for a mission to get a muse?
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Ezekiel Kel


Location: Camp Half-Blood



Ezekiel’s smiling shifted into something near predatorial as he leaned forward and looked at Leda.
”I work better in the negatives, if you haven’t noticed. How are your shins by the way? Trip lately?” He turned and grabbed the reins and slapped them once for the animals to get the meaning that he was ready. He pressed the GPS to start tracking and he took off after Kristen. This mission was definitely going to be more interesting. At least with the last one he was on, they were rescuing someone who had been taken, gone missing. Someone who knew and understand this world. This would be far different and there would probably be more bystanders as well. At least it would be eventful. As they road he narrowed into focus, settling into a mindstate that was used to training and high adrenaline situations.
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