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Yeah!

I'll get him posted right away!
I've finished my sheet as well, I'll just longer here then.

:D

Also, the whisper looks pretty cool!
Alright, and DAWNSTAR you have officially been accepted.

Thank you for adjusting the sheet, the editing is still underway, but it should be done later today if not early tomorrow morning.
You're really enjoying yourself, aren't you stitches?

We're all doomed.
I think I'd be interested in Sander Cohen.. It sounds like fun to play as a psychopath whom can express himself at bit wildly through the wonders of art. Leaving a trail of death and destruction in his crazy wake.

Plus, he likes bunnies.
Tzarima said
Well, here we go. Introductions through corpse carrying. Recipe for Instant Friendship!



...of death and destruction.
That girl, she seemed to remind him of someone...But who- no when?. Dan shook his now aching head, trying to clear the sudden fog that embraced it. He narrowed his light brown gaze, trying to lock in on the little girl, but to no avail. All that was truly visible was the gleam of yellow, a pallid one, almost pouring from her eyes. He had been staring for awhile now, perhaps too long. Hearing footsteps approach, he turned away from the windows, his mind still swimming in the vast array of thoughts, each pounding at his cranium with a different resolve than the next. He'd almost missed what Kennedy said, almost, but not quite. Though he couldn't see her face from his position so near the door, he could imagine her smiling after her comment, and perhaps, she had let a wink fly.

A reflex now, though strange, he had gotten used to her affirmative, yet personified "pep talks". So used to them, he couldn't help but give his lopsided grin afterwords. Kennedy was doing her father proud, not just as a leader, but as a mature young lady. Daniel felt honored to be around her. "Thank you Kenn, but in truth, I think that you far outshine the rest of us." He gave a nod, opening the door for his leader and group. "Indeed we do, let's get going."

Leaning against the door he was holding, Daniel fixed his honey eyes on Johnathon, lifting a brow when he had mentioned the artist, Mr. Cohen. If he was all that and more in Rapture, then maybe it wasn't such a good idea to be placing tabs on his list. Bringing attention to themselves didn't seem like a good idea... Though, Kennedy shrugged it off as if it were nothing, perhaps so. Maybe he wouldn't find out, maybe he wouldn't care. Hopefully one of the two, and not the alternative...

Johnathon said nothing more, nor did Kennedy, both content with that. Though, Dan had something nagging at him, a bad feeling. He just hoped nothing bad would come of that decision, but knowing his luck, and that of the Knights, that probably wouldn't happen. His mind had cleared a little now, allowing him a brief flash, a memory, a girl. His heart racing, Daniel turned suddenly, his face paler than the silky white dress shirt he had chosen to wear. He stopped dead in his tracks, hearing a gasp from Kennedy, he followed her gaze.

It was her, the little girl he had seen not too long ago. She was still humming her strangely peaceful tune, still kneeling over the what seemed to be unconscious man, her eyes still aglow. "Kenn, that's who I saw earlier, while we were in the shop..." He warned, his voice deep with a sudden caution. Daniel moved in front of the group, spacing himself just so he was between them and the strange girl. He was slowly approaching her, only stopping a few feet away, allowing him to get a better look at the girl. If he could call her that. Her eye's were the source of the glow, as he had thought. Her skin was a strange, grey color, mirroring that of the dead. She wore a small white dress, reminding him of Kennedy, and her current wear. Dan knelt down where he stood, the orphanage signs propping into the back of his head. The sign about 'good little sisters' and how they harvest.

That was their current destination... So, if he were correct, this little girl; or sister, could help them. The sister's according to the signs, held out in the orphanage. His mind was made up almost instantly, he knew that this girl could help. He just needed to go about getting her to help. Now that, was the only problem that he could process. If that were so, he had experience with children, having a sister of his own once. Though, that seemed ages ago now. Dan clenched his jaw, only to relax it, he didn't want to scare her off.
With a lighthearted tone, and kind eyes, he tilted his head to the young girl, mirroring a confused puppy.

"Hey, little miss... I saw you earlier, while I was in the shop over there. The name's Dan." He whispered smoothly, his voice like the silk he was wearing.
"What're doing there?" His light brown eyes flickered over to the man on the ground, widening slightly when he noticed the lot of blood, and the misshapen face he had. Also, he was dead. He quickly returned his sight's to the girl, smiling good-heartedly to her. "Anything fun?" He leaned in just a tad bit closer, placing his right hand on the ground to balance himself, leaving his other to rest on his knee.
Daaaaannng, that's a bummer. I'd be really frustrated if I were stuck on just my I-pod, so you have a lot of respect from me that you're lasting through the tough process.

Post is up!

Hopefully Dan won't be stabbed in the eye with a syringe. He's just trying to help!
DAWNSTAR said
I might adjust it, it takes calculation to determine what is more important. Plus, if I read it correctly, the barter skill adds 1 point of charisma for every two put in. Also, it's his ravishingly handsome looks that draw in the ladies!


Hmm, you're close. But not quite, each two points of charisma adds one in Barter, attributes affect skills, not the other way around.

Also, I'm not quite sure that reason is justifiable enough. It sound's lax, and not that well put together. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask that you try to apply another weapon to Joshep.
I know how you feel, I'm stuck on an iPod with spellcheck constantly hounding me. :/

EDIT: I'm working on my post now, it should be up in about an hour.
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