I'll have to wait till after work to post in the ic, but my level up is as follows.
Int + 8
Wis + 4
focus +3
knowledge + 3
obs + 3
Negotiation +2
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Tripping on a root, Lucas now found his face now coated in dirt, and decaying leaves. "That was another failure," He spoke aloud, trying to keep himself from loses consciousness, he picked himself back up slowly, dropping back in the mud once. "Wretched body, always at its limits when I want to go further.." Losing his balance, he embraces against a tree and pauses to look at his hands, covered in blood and mud, he grins, "It was worth it though, couldn't let it escape." stumbling as he traversed his way out of the woods, away from the scene he left. What would appeared to be a small bear was lying dead behind him, "Such a pity too, it was making so much progress," He chuckled, but it turned into a cough as blood ran out his mouth. He was in rough shape, the struggle had left him with only a handful of cuts, and bruises, maybe a broken rib or two, nothing that Lucas couldn't force back to normal in his lab...if he could make it back. He let out another cough, ending in more off a gag this time as more blood came from his mouth, "Damnit!" He cursed, "This is why I hate it when others touch my virus'." His speech was getting lower and lower, he also noticed as he tried to push onward that his vision was steadily going on him, "Just a bit further..." He reached his hand forward, he was nearing the edge of the woods, but it would be too late, he fell forward and everything went blank.
Name: Lucas Derain
Age: 65 (looks 32)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Though over all, he looks younger than he truly is, his hair aged properly and is a whitish silver, it is cut neat and short, with a perfect side part etched in. He has pale green eyes and wears goggles usually around his neck, or over his eyes when he is about to try something. He maintains a good appearance to hose in the public, usually going out in a smoke grey business suit with a plain black tie on, but when he is in the lab, he changes according to the current experiment, ranging from a full bio suit, to his common lab coat and long insulated gloves. He is fair height, standing at 6"1' and also a fair build, looking fairly muscular. His facial hair does not grow.
Personality: Lucas is crazy, however he is also sane enough to realize that what he does and wants to do is unethical, immoral, and likely illegal. Which is why he does his best to fool the general body to thinking he is just the nice scholar. He will do anything to progress his studies though, he has done numerous tests on himself, thus cutting his age in half, and leaving him in good shape, he also feels no pain in his hands due to nervous damage from experiments. He is sadistic and enjoys hearing the screams of his subjects during tests, and enjoys giving hope, only to take it away.
Age: 65 (looks 32)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Though over all, he looks younger than he truly is, his hair aged properly and is a whitish silver, it is cut neat and short, with a perfect side part etched in. He has pale green eyes and wears goggles usually around his neck, or over his eyes when he is about to try something. He maintains a good appearance to hose in the public, usually going out in a smoke grey business suit with a plain black tie on, but when he is in the lab, he changes according to the current experiment, ranging from a full bio suit, to his common lab coat and long insulated gloves. He is fair height, standing at 6"1' and also a fair build, looking fairly muscular. His facial hair does not grow.
Personality: Lucas is crazy, however he is also sane enough to realize that what he does and wants to do is unethical, immoral, and likely illegal. Which is why he does his best to fool the general body to thinking he is just the nice scholar. He will do anything to progress his studies though, he has done numerous tests on himself, thus cutting his age in half, and leaving him in good shape, he also feels no pain in his hands due to nervous damage from experiments. He is sadistic and enjoys hearing the screams of his subjects during tests, and enjoys giving hope, only to take it away.
oops XD Ill fix it.
"Well that was entertaining, I also learned a skill for being hit, seems like Gaia has a sense of humour." Rubbing the spot which took the blow from the imp, Lucian couldn't help but feel an echo of the pain, but notice that his flesh itself was not torn, nor his clothes even. Such a strange power... It seemed to be easier for him to accept and understand the idea of magic, and all the other madness, then the fact that his clothes didn't rip and he wasn't bleeding.
He took out one of his breads and started eating it as he walked over towards Ren, He noticed the hyper active kid got there first, no surprise really, but then something else caught his eye. A treasure drop? Curiosity got the better of him, and Ren had Mike, he would be fine so long as he didn't try to force feed him to recover his health or mana. Justifying his actions, Lucian knelt down and touched the chest.
He took out one of his breads and started eating it as he walked over towards Ren, He noticed the hyper active kid got there first, no surprise really, but then something else caught his eye. A treasure drop? Curiosity got the better of him, and Ren had Mike, he would be fine so long as he didn't try to force feed him to recover his health or mana. Justifying his actions, Lucian knelt down and touched the chest.
I miss all the good stuff when I work or sleep! D=
Yes, Renose, when we are doing the fight, or auto grind mode, auto Riposte. always riposte... :)
Yes, Renose, when we are doing the fight, or auto grind mode, auto Riposte. always riposte... :)
"Sounds like a grand plan, and I like our odds, this will be much more of a challenge for me anyhow." He rolled his shoulder, stretching out a bit before taking a greater grip on his sword, he let out his breath, then charged at the knights before they could make the first move, slapping them about with the flat side of the sword, he had mental made an area around Skye, and he wouldn't let anyone get past it. He also had mental a line drawn where if they crossed it, he had accepted the fact he might have to kill his fellow swordsmen.
As a few other knights joined eyes equally as miscoloured from Fin's point of view, it got harder and harder to not use a fatal strike to keep them back, he almost let one get through earlier, and had paid for it with a cut on his left forearm. "How much longer milady?" He spoke as he slide back on his feet, taking a blow from three at once, "This knights are unskilled, but holding back is not something I am used to, actually it is an insult."
As a few other knights joined eyes equally as miscoloured from Fin's point of view, it got harder and harder to not use a fatal strike to keep them back, he almost let one get through earlier, and had paid for it with a cut on his left forearm. "How much longer milady?" He spoke as he slide back on his feet, taking a blow from three at once, "This knights are unskilled, but holding back is not something I am used to, actually it is an insult."
"Fast? that was a dauntingly slow time, he is usually quicker, just gave us enough time to talk," opening the door and letting Skye out, Abel turned to the driver, "Didn't you Rinco?" The man looked over and nodded without so much as a word. "No matter what everyone else says, I like that man, he gets things done right, and without wasting any words." Abel chuckled
"Well, here we are Skye, welcome to the lovely little village of Holgot." He pointed to the humble little village, which seemed to be in a lot of motion given its size. He then spoke again, but this time in a childish, almost patronizing tone, "I guess they are busy doing repairs, chains can be a verrrry dangerous thing, can't they?" He pushed his hand into his coat, unveiling his sheathed weapon, and then he grabbed another hidden weapon, this time a pistol, "This can be very dangerous too, so don't be shooting me with it okay?" He laughed, then in a serious tone he took off, "Or else I will have to kill you, and you have such a pretty face, so I wouldn't like to do that." the latter half of his sentence was backed up by his smile. "Well, we have till nightfall, so go and do as you please, I will get a room at the inn, and see what I can find out." He was walking away while talking to her, then he turned around to face her, kind of mocking what she mentioned earlier, "Oh, and don't go waving that thing in public, or mention what we talked about on the way." He smiled, waved, then blended into the crowd of people.
"Well, here we are Skye, welcome to the lovely little village of Holgot." He pointed to the humble little village, which seemed to be in a lot of motion given its size. He then spoke again, but this time in a childish, almost patronizing tone, "I guess they are busy doing repairs, chains can be a verrrry dangerous thing, can't they?" He pushed his hand into his coat, unveiling his sheathed weapon, and then he grabbed another hidden weapon, this time a pistol, "This can be very dangerous too, so don't be shooting me with it okay?" He laughed, then in a serious tone he took off, "Or else I will have to kill you, and you have such a pretty face, so I wouldn't like to do that." the latter half of his sentence was backed up by his smile. "Well, we have till nightfall, so go and do as you please, I will get a room at the inn, and see what I can find out." He was walking away while talking to her, then he turned around to face her, kind of mocking what she mentioned earlier, "Oh, and don't go waving that thing in public, or mention what we talked about on the way." He smiled, waved, then blended into the crowd of people.
In a low and calm voice he spoke, "A coffee would be nice..." Nathan couldn't help it as a genuine smile appeared on his face. Before he knew it, Sky was gone, which gave him time to think out this whole situation, and continue the needed work on his time machine. Jumping back into the hole that he crawled out of, he managed to squirm his entire body inside between the outer casing and the important mechanics.
And hour later, he had worked his way out of the machine, but found a new problem, he had made a new hole which he had crawled out of. "No wonder people didn't do time travel, the machines themselves constantly want to change forms." He looked at it from on top of it, framing it with his hands and staring with one eye, his thoughts would have to wait though as he heard Sky call out. Nathan raised his head from looking straight down to were she was standing, "She really did bring coffee..." With cat like reflexes, he jumped down from the machine, skillfully landing on his two feet, only to fall backwards on his butt a second afterwards.
"Welcome back," He took the coffee in both of his hands, holding it carefully and sipped it initially, then downing the whole cup. "Ahhh, that was good and needed." He changed again to an animated pose this time, changing where his arms where with almost every other word, "Miss Sky, Pursuer of Science! I the great Nathan Burnoise, will put you under a probation of time to se if it is truly learning that you are after, and, if you shall succeed, I will teach you the things thought to only be in science fiction novels!"
And hour later, he had worked his way out of the machine, but found a new problem, he had made a new hole which he had crawled out of. "No wonder people didn't do time travel, the machines themselves constantly want to change forms." He looked at it from on top of it, framing it with his hands and staring with one eye, his thoughts would have to wait though as he heard Sky call out. Nathan raised his head from looking straight down to were she was standing, "She really did bring coffee..." With cat like reflexes, he jumped down from the machine, skillfully landing on his two feet, only to fall backwards on his butt a second afterwards.
"Welcome back," He took the coffee in both of his hands, holding it carefully and sipped it initially, then downing the whole cup. "Ahhh, that was good and needed." He changed again to an animated pose this time, changing where his arms where with almost every other word, "Miss Sky, Pursuer of Science! I the great Nathan Burnoise, will put you under a probation of time to se if it is truly learning that you are after, and, if you shall succeed, I will teach you the things thought to only be in science fiction novels!"
Makes a lot of sense, and it would leave them in a clean lab. So after my next post you post In the time skip? or would you like me to?
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