"It isn't really hard to be 'nice'," Lucian shrugged a bit at Ren's comment, Lucian didn't think much of most people, but he didn't find it hard to talk with others or have some form of mannerism. He walked into the shop to a lovely greeting from Saito, who clearly wasn't that happy to see the two of them again.
"Yeaah." Lucian pushing up his glasses, gave a light chuckle. "It looks like we are going to be in a tough spot, regardless of what we do now." He walked up to the counter of the store to standing across from Saito, "As such, we are trying to get ourselves ready for anything in any and everyway we can." He looked again at Saito's tag, declaring him as an artificer, then held his hand out to shake, "Oh and I am Lucian, and this is Ren," He pointed over at his fellow gamer, "So we are going to be trying to find out anything we can about the abyss auction, as we are a bit newer to it, and trying to find people who are stronger then us that might be willing to help if we are in a pinch." He held up a hand and pinched the air as he let out the last word, "So, would you be willing to help us in anyway, information, books, or know someone who would be willing?" Lucian shrugged, "At the moment, we have potential, but other than being able to visual see how strong people are and a few skills, we really don't have much going for us yet."
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His face started to go red again, but he had confidence in his planning, he met his eyes with hers, and then popped the question. "What colour am I thinking of." He knew it sounded silly, he knew there would be an off chance she could guess it but not read his mind, but still! this would be needed to set his mind at ease! How could you ever travel with someone of the opposite sex and have them read your thoughts whenever they wanted? it would drive you mad! so this test was well needed. "I know it sounds silly, but please give your best answer." His eyes wide and full of determination, Fin was being serious...seriously silly, but nonetheless serious.
Lucian had started walking towards the station when he received a response to his message. He got a bit excited as he read it, Yes! Someone is willing to do something! Wait what if it was Mike wanting to grind endurance? The thought of being one on one with mike, wasn't a high priority on Lucian's to do list, and as much as he wasn't keen on the kid, the idea of violently smacking him around for hours didn't seem enticing either.
His worries got set aside though as he read the response from Ren. Again, Lucian found himself smiling as he read over it, Why? A bit confused at his meaningless joy, he shook his head and started to head out. He would meet Ren up outside of Saito's shop, least that's what he would try to work on typing in a pm, he found it a bit hard to do so secretly as there was a few more people around on the train then usual, and he would rather not draw such attention to himself. So the message was finished when he was close to the store.
His worries got set aside though as he read the response from Ren. Again, Lucian found himself smiling as he read over it, Why? A bit confused at his meaningless joy, he shook his head and started to head out. He would meet Ren up outside of Saito's shop, least that's what he would try to work on typing in a pm, he found it a bit hard to do so secretly as there was a few more people around on the train then usual, and he would rather not draw such attention to himself. So the message was finished when he was close to the store.
Speaking in a calm tone, but not even looking at her, Abel voiced his concern, "Skye. Don't summon your chain, the Knave and I will cut them down, just stay alive, and don't bring it out." It was true, Abel found that the chains they were fighting against were no real problem, even his chain, which was specialized in defense over offense, was able to push them around. They must have had there contracts forged recently, or the illegal contractors must not have a lot of time left. He thought to himself as he tried to look around during the fight, he couldn't visually see the contractors, but he could feel them, and it made him grin. "You picked the wrong time to try this Sherman, your lacks are starting to lack time, and I for one," swinging his rapier to the side in time to block a strike from the beaver, "Am able to do this all day." Pointing with his rapier to the left, then in two other directions, "Those three on the other hand, must be nearing their limits, I can feel it in the chains. I think it is time we end this farce of a fight." With a smirk on his face, Abel dashed and with an almost unnoticeable swing, he finished of the beaver, as it started to burn up and return to where it came from. The Mocking turtle would find it was having a hard time as well, as the Knave turned its focus on it, and was now dealing with the a fury of shield bashes. "Well Sherman, your move, make it a good one, or I will cut off both your hands." Abel was clearly looking down on the man.
Waking up to a beam of light creeping through the window, Fin stretched and got himself ready, it was really early, but this was the time he would normally be getting up to begin his daily training, though, he would be putting off the usual routine as he now had a long and perilous journey to attend to.
He went to the door of Beatry's room and gave a light knock, he wasn't certain when she was hoping to head out, or if she would even be awake, he knocked gently encase she was still trying to sleep, then whispered to the door, "Are you awake yet madam?" He had a question he needed to ask her before they set out again. It would clear his conscience and put himself at ease. Based on the events from the night prior, he made a simple test to see if she truly could read his mind or not.
He went to the door of Beatry's room and gave a light knock, he wasn't certain when she was hoping to head out, or if she would even be awake, he knocked gently encase she was still trying to sleep, then whispered to the door, "Are you awake yet madam?" He had a question he needed to ask her before they set out again. It would clear his conscience and put himself at ease. Based on the events from the night prior, he made a simple test to see if she truly could read his mind or not.
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Even though he was supposed to be off work an hour ago, Connor was busy as always, today he got stuck with the phone calls, every now and then the police would be receiving calls from panicking parents, about how they suspect that their child was going to be the next victim of p3 syndrome and how they needed police protection, because the police were the obvious go to choice when something seems abnormal, or when you just need someone to blame, in most cases though, it was the latter.
. "Seriously, if you think it is going to be a problem, contact the hospital lady, I can't do anything about it." Getting rather annoyed with a frantic mother, Conner sat at desk, hand bracing his head up, he had been on the phone for hours, this was probably his least favorite duty of his job, and this lady in particular was just not listening to reason at all.
"But you need to do something, that's why we pay you so much! What good are you for if not protecting the citizens of England? You know this is why no one respects you guys anymore, and to think that I am talking to a child! why don't you get the chief on, he will listen to me, and I am sure with his vast experience and knowledge he has gained over time, he would be able to think of a way to protect my child, so why isn't he answering my questions?" The tone of the woman's voice giving away that she was past reason.
Connor's eye twitched, but his tone remained the same, "Woman, I have given you more than answers to the questions you have, if our chief had an answer don't you think he would have given it by now? And lastly, if you are so worried about your child, how about you spend time with him, and if you think we are wasting the british taxes, then you can stop paying them and leave the country, that also could be a way to get away from our medical plan problems, and away from areas that have children with p3, can't afford it? well you should have gotten a job instead of sitting around on benefits. Have a nice day." Hanging up the phone, he let out a deep breathe, relief, people like that annoyed Connor to no end, why complain if you are just going to sit around and never try to change anything yourself? He stood up and put on his coat, he was supposed to be off already, but due to someone calling in sick last minute, he had to fill in. "Chief, it's late," pointing to another officer at the coffee machine, "My replacement came in twenty minutes ago, and I'm tired of people who are willing to call us, but not do anything more. I'm off for the night, See you tomorrow." He looked at the chief who seemed swamped in work, he simply nodded and waved.
Upon his arrival at his flat, he tossed off his coat and got himself ready for bed, he was going to watch something on his laptop, but he was just to exhausted after dealing with so many fools in one day. Normally he would be out on patrol, and at least then people would act a bit different to him, they seem to think higher of themselves when hiding behind the phone. He let out a sigh as he flopped down on his mattress. His place was a small bachelor suit, but it would do till he got a better pay at work. The pay he deserved.
Before he knew it, he had drifted off into a dream, this one seemed a bit off though, at first, like most dreams, he couldn't put his finger on it, however, after the strange mirror incident, and now being with a group of others and witnessing a talking white rabbit and people poking at it and forcing questions, he concluded this wasn't his dream. there was a lack of police force, and it seemed a bit too unorganized to have been generated by his mind.
"Clearly none of you have ever done interrogation before, you ask a question, then wait for an answer, you don't bombard the subject." He addressed the others bluntly, then stood in front of the white rabbit, inspecting it, looking it up and down examining it with one of his arms grabbing his elbow, and the other rubbing his smooth chin.. He had many questions, but he knew that if they were here, where ever here is, for a reason, they would be answered shortly.
. "Seriously, if you think it is going to be a problem, contact the hospital lady, I can't do anything about it." Getting rather annoyed with a frantic mother, Conner sat at desk, hand bracing his head up, he had been on the phone for hours, this was probably his least favorite duty of his job, and this lady in particular was just not listening to reason at all.
"But you need to do something, that's why we pay you so much! What good are you for if not protecting the citizens of England? You know this is why no one respects you guys anymore, and to think that I am talking to a child! why don't you get the chief on, he will listen to me, and I am sure with his vast experience and knowledge he has gained over time, he would be able to think of a way to protect my child, so why isn't he answering my questions?" The tone of the woman's voice giving away that she was past reason.
Connor's eye twitched, but his tone remained the same, "Woman, I have given you more than answers to the questions you have, if our chief had an answer don't you think he would have given it by now? And lastly, if you are so worried about your child, how about you spend time with him, and if you think we are wasting the british taxes, then you can stop paying them and leave the country, that also could be a way to get away from our medical plan problems, and away from areas that have children with p3, can't afford it? well you should have gotten a job instead of sitting around on benefits. Have a nice day." Hanging up the phone, he let out a deep breathe, relief, people like that annoyed Connor to no end, why complain if you are just going to sit around and never try to change anything yourself? He stood up and put on his coat, he was supposed to be off already, but due to someone calling in sick last minute, he had to fill in. "Chief, it's late," pointing to another officer at the coffee machine, "My replacement came in twenty minutes ago, and I'm tired of people who are willing to call us, but not do anything more. I'm off for the night, See you tomorrow." He looked at the chief who seemed swamped in work, he simply nodded and waved.
Upon his arrival at his flat, he tossed off his coat and got himself ready for bed, he was going to watch something on his laptop, but he was just to exhausted after dealing with so many fools in one day. Normally he would be out on patrol, and at least then people would act a bit different to him, they seem to think higher of themselves when hiding behind the phone. He let out a sigh as he flopped down on his mattress. His place was a small bachelor suit, but it would do till he got a better pay at work. The pay he deserved.
Before he knew it, he had drifted off into a dream, this one seemed a bit off though, at first, like most dreams, he couldn't put his finger on it, however, after the strange mirror incident, and now being with a group of others and witnessing a talking white rabbit and people poking at it and forcing questions, he concluded this wasn't his dream. there was a lack of police force, and it seemed a bit too unorganized to have been generated by his mind.
"Clearly none of you have ever done interrogation before, you ask a question, then wait for an answer, you don't bombard the subject." He addressed the others bluntly, then stood in front of the white rabbit, inspecting it, looking it up and down examining it with one of his arms grabbing his elbow, and the other rubbing his smooth chin.. He had many questions, but he knew that if they were here, where ever here is, for a reason, they would be answered shortly.
I'm not the gm or anything, but I think your character has a few issues for the rp. Goat
Here is a link to see the arcana list to chose from
@JakeOzzy, So our characters shall be pals then? :P
Here is a link to see the arcana list to chose from
@JakeOzzy, So our characters shall be pals then? :P
...huh...Either Arthur Blackburn and Connor Morgan will be best friends or hate each other to no end...As they are extremely similar...Great minds think alike?
Don't you just hate it when you get it all typed out, then it gets deleted due to your comp restarting? (I had this almost done in the interest section)
Human:
Name: Connor Morgan
Age: 24
Gender Male:
Appearance: (might add picture in a bit) Standing at 6'1" Connor has light brown hair, and dark blue eyes, His straight hair is neatly combed and parted in the middle.
Attire: He is usually smartly dressed where a pair of black slacks with a white button shirt and a skinny blue tie, his head will commonly have his fedora sitting on top, and his black shoes are always polished off.
Arcana: Justice
Weapon: Flintlock Pistol and Tonfa
Personality: Connor is a very intelligent young man, though those around him would say he is cold and logical in every degree. He always does what is needed for the greater good, regardless of the cost, he doesn't mind playing the villain for justice's sake. This being said, he isn't heartless, he just has to walk a hard road as he continually strives to bring order, and usually involves himself suffering in the process.
Backstory: Conner is a young rookie on the police force, though he still has yet to receive the standard uniform as he is also inspecting the police force to weed out any corrupted officers. He has always fought for what is right even through his younger years in school, picking fights with any and every bully, believing that the means of violence was to bring about a worthy end of their "tyranny". This mindset has carried with him even into the police force, he would have been promoted for his excellent example of valor, and all the work that he puts in, if not for some in higher positions not wanting him to "climb up the ladder" in the force so quickly, and for the fact that they fear him. He has built himself quite the reputation as well with how he gets all his jobs done, finishing them in excellent time, but not always using the most moral ways to finish, such as in one case when someone was being held hostage and instead of trying to negotiate, he simple shot the criminal in the head, ending the problem, whilst also traumatizing the victim.
Theme Song: Rebirth
Persona:
Persona Name: Bahamut
Persona Skills: Bufu, Hama, Bash
Character Relevance: A being of justice, yet oh so cold, wise beyond years and demanding of awe, Connor is just like the legendary dragon. Fighting for what is right, and caring less of the destruction such a path might bring.
Human:
Name: Connor Morgan
Age: 24
Gender Male:
Appearance: (might add picture in a bit) Standing at 6'1" Connor has light brown hair, and dark blue eyes, His straight hair is neatly combed and parted in the middle.
Attire: He is usually smartly dressed where a pair of black slacks with a white button shirt and a skinny blue tie, his head will commonly have his fedora sitting on top, and his black shoes are always polished off.
Arcana: Justice
Weapon: Flintlock Pistol and Tonfa
Personality: Connor is a very intelligent young man, though those around him would say he is cold and logical in every degree. He always does what is needed for the greater good, regardless of the cost, he doesn't mind playing the villain for justice's sake. This being said, he isn't heartless, he just has to walk a hard road as he continually strives to bring order, and usually involves himself suffering in the process.
Backstory: Conner is a young rookie on the police force, though he still has yet to receive the standard uniform as he is also inspecting the police force to weed out any corrupted officers. He has always fought for what is right even through his younger years in school, picking fights with any and every bully, believing that the means of violence was to bring about a worthy end of their "tyranny". This mindset has carried with him even into the police force, he would have been promoted for his excellent example of valor, and all the work that he puts in, if not for some in higher positions not wanting him to "climb up the ladder" in the force so quickly, and for the fact that they fear him. He has built himself quite the reputation as well with how he gets all his jobs done, finishing them in excellent time, but not always using the most moral ways to finish, such as in one case when someone was being held hostage and instead of trying to negotiate, he simple shot the criminal in the head, ending the problem, whilst also traumatizing the victim.
Theme Song: Rebirth
Persona:
Persona Name: Bahamut
Persona Skills: Bufu, Hama, Bash
Character Relevance: A being of justice, yet oh so cold, wise beyond years and demanding of awe, Connor is just like the legendary dragon. Fighting for what is right, and caring less of the destruction such a path might bring.
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